#tentable

[morbidmist]

Speck showing off one of her favorite places to dip to (ft. really cool spider picture I too and used as the background.)

[decaydanceredacted]

someone PLEASE write a fic for tentable anon. i am having a breakdown it is so fucking hot PLEASE PLEASE. oh yeah and make it peterick (whether the tentacle monster is pete, or the person stroking patrick's cock is pete, that is up to you).

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[terendelev]

you know those green jars with brains in them you can find on the ship and later underneath moonrise? you can put those in a device to talk to the brains inside the jars. As a hoard goblin I of course dragged the green jars all the way with me and man, that was something.

I hope they have another purpose also, was hoping I could give them to tentable bae as a snack or something since he complained about the lack of brains when you investigate his old home. So far no luck planning that magical picnic I had hoped for...

Oh yeah the device you are talking about is placed in the Illithid Colony right? Gortash's fucked up experiment?

I only used the brains in the colony but if I knew you could I would collect the others as well.

[soficierva1734]

Haciendo cosas misteriosas quiero

Aparecer, de la noche a la mañana

Zarandeada por mí propia satisfacción

Barriendo la atención ajena, como si no me

Importara en lo más mínimo esa admiración

Nocturna y deseosa.

Hoy soy alguien más,

Otra de las mismas, producida en masa,

Tentadora y tentable con tan poco

En realidad; pero no es triste

La lluvia que azota el campo y la ciudad.

(10/1/21)

[design-kiste]

DK3 – Tisch Ten Table https://www.design-kiste.de/hersteller/dk3/tisch-tentable/

[liliths-den]

After the great success of the Dry Tears in March I made a similar, yet absolute different item for this round of WLRP . The Devil Inside Nose Cuff attaches to the nose per default and comes in 3 metal colors – same as with the Tears, you can give the gem a color of your choice.

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My secret plan is to teach everyone in SL the basics of the edit window, to revolt against the way too many scripts in use, especially in attachments. But, for lazy bums it has a resizer AND I added a color script even for brutal easy tinting.

Of course there is a FATPACK also for all who cannot decide for one. 😉

Since it is the Birthday round of WLRP  we agreed to make a birthday gift that we are allowed to sell for up to 10L. Since we all pay already 2500L entry fee for this event,  I guess its understandable that the gift is a cheapie.

There is even a story to this brooch. Well, not exactly to the brooch but the cross. It looks pretty close to the one I formerly created and used as cross for the Saint Vitus Church of the Isle of Dee. By that time it was made from sculpts.  We picked a non-existing religion  to not step any toes,  though basing it on a real christian saint,  Vitus, since we liked the story around it. Few of you may remember it 🙂

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[condehouse-australia-blog]

TEN dining set looking sleek in a Japanese residence @condehouse_au #apato_jp #designschneider #designerfurniture #japan #japanesecraftsmanship #madeinjapan #richmond3121 #homefurniture #diningtable #diningchair #diningchairs #tenchair #tentable (at Conde House AU) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzYEQxSl_cP/?igshid=yofo9ukce34n

[coneink]

Bolivia ,rusia te mostro sus atracciones turisticas de su pais??, no te mostro algo mas 7w7??

Bolivia: si... Me mostro algo realmente exquisito

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Madre mía... La gastronomía que se carga Rusia es tentable 👀✨

[444names]

the entire page for a conlang using all letters of the english alphabet generated in vulgarlang

Abitene Accoun Actiod Aculack Adjecon Adnerj Alves Amekh Apaqy Appeire Appeive Appell Aqawùm Araam Ardion Argam Assion Aviet Bable Babroqo Bacce Bawuth Bawù Beamen Beareal Behide Behit Belbow Beral Besse Bewen Beyopemi Beyoqo Biqix Biqoqe Bolurn Bolurs Bomen Boorima Boten Bowom Broqix Buqan Buwally Byeqont Cadject Capkinj Casku Catex Caùpuls Cessits Chagence Chans Chave Chaving Chavive Choutu Chyake Chyeqewo Chyewi Chyit Chyity Chyitym Chyop Chyopel Chyoper Chyoqi Chyoqo Chyoqok Chyoqoqo Chyoun Chyunt Chyuqu Chyuqukh Chyurans Chyution Chyutive Chyù Chyùn Chyùqu Chyxa Ciall Cieth Cipix Clevel Clieves Cling Clive Clook Conce Conukh Corld Correlay Coulsess Craam Crempokh Crove Cuppokh Cusese Dalecant Dapulark Dapup Deass Decouser Defieve Defind Defory Dekha Dermink Dimire Dinflur Dinist Dinqu Dinve Dionon Diwet Doery Dogive Drepipi Dreqe Dripount Droural Ecial Emzoro Eparem Eqextix Eqoqox Ergam Ergan Extion Fabially Facero Factics Fation Fawùm Feposit Firekh Flatim Flogʼs Flookh Fluese Foonde Forde Fountor Fourech Fratood Froduns Frowint Frown Frowo Fukham Fùpax Gatim Gativer Gicter Giqex Gired Girem Girld Glogy Gloosity Gooks Gosit Grazy Greal Grecting Guale Gualikh Guiright Gularux Haremest Hasible Hastral Hatheme Heelinit Heract Hernect Herst Hince Histion Hitim Holearn Hours Hyeqo Hyokh Hyùkh Icepacce Inguam Inguamit Inity Intook Intry Inverj Ipean Iposi Iposity Irectim Ittakh Jouns Jourat Jural Keyon Keyop Khans Khistry Kindet Knois Kuransfe Kurne Labight Lablen Laccent Laculay Lamerst Laram Latax Latir Limance Locial Lookh Maing Maniwix Marge Marthang Mashon Mater Matiolse Mened Mestry Mesùn Mitir Mometha Moullim Mouruld Moxistal Mustike Muway Nallawym Nataqux Natente Nater Nduce Nokher Nokhop Nonom Noqept Norry Noteart Noule Noung Nouru Noxemake Numbeqon Nunct Nuqax Nuqux Objecop Offint Olutù Onoweant Opente Oposs Oqokhain Oqonam Ousity Panters Paquest Patax Patelato Pecounce Peirs Peolind Perneve Piete Pintle Plart Platim Plats Pluck Poror Poses Posible Posite Posiva Possist Prearn Premi Preqikh Prinize Proade Progs Pronate Pronem Proqe Proqoqem Prowo Pyring Qamomekh Qante Qaùqan Qawùtù Qekhicat Qememen Qemzon Qemzoro Qimen Qiwor Qomess Qomim Qonneran Quagene Qukhond Raccogn Racky Raction Rallawu Raqake Raqangun Recax Reciewo Rective Remarly Repokh Resting Rexam Rintalk Ronown Roqomits Rorrim Ructick Ruldroba Ruraam Sadjecon Saile Secti Serbs Sethnip Sight Sinipixo Sionta Sistrept Sitho Skularym Slara Slatax Smand Smate Sorekh Sorld Specip Specor Speepox Spentem Speralk Spere Squkh Sququˌam Stled Stood Strywym Subjece Supii Syllwax Tally Taqùkh Tenal Tentable Thareld Thelly Themes Theqi Theqon Thicleve Thind Thinguam Thish Tical Tinguld Toodefix Topeokh Toˌons Tracce Trans Trazy Trekh Treve Trick Tright Trize Tuqùqu Tuqùtam Tùral Uquag Uqung Uqùkh Usestle Ustanse Utive Uvultym Ùqaˌxam Ùqumb Ùturnen Ùwù Vanum Vaquage Varanize Vatase Vawan Velly Verbsort Vides Vionoter Viver Voqemic Voqoqo Votta Voyerb Vuldiat Vurem Vuùwa Wakhage Waqund Warat Warearux Weanum Weapu Weectim Weeneves Weligh Wellooks Whelam Wheqiqi Whight Whist Whoqo Wingue Womide Worrepok Xiewen Yerang Yimas Yitics Zonoqem Zùqun

[david-itiel]

AN INMORTAL JELLYFISH

Have you ever wondered whether living forever could be possible? If so, we’ve got astonishing news for you, since there is a type of jellyfish that lives forever, known as Turritopsis Nutricola. 

CHARACTERISTICS

This particular jellyfish, can be found in the Caribbean, but it might extend to other oceans. Furthermore, this jellyfish is one of the smallest; its size ranges from 4 to 5 milimeters; as other type of jellyfish, the Turritopsis Nutricola is composed by 95% of water, and its tentables can rage from 8 (in its youth) to 80 (in its adulthood)

THE SECRET OF INMORTALITY

Whereas it is not certain why this jellyfish is inmortal, scientifics reckon it phases a process of “tissue reestructuring”, where the jellyfish returns to its initial stage of life. After the reproductive phase, the jellyfish becomes young again, and this cycle could be repeated forever.

As if taken from science fiction, nature continues to amaze us, some scientifics might even think that inmortality could be possible for humans in the foreseeable future, reason for which analysing this animal is of extreme importance. Do you think it might be possible?

[mcjaeger]

ive had despacito on loop for hours trying to Draw This

[shantalangel]

Stories written on the wall of one of the rooms in the game Armikrog.

It’s about everything happened before the game, P’s parents life, how they met and how she appeared.

Reading sequence:

The Blank Miner. Part 1

The Blank Miner. Part 2

Tools, Weapons, Food, Plants, Medicine, Magic and Pets

A Meeting in the Woods

Punishment and Crime. Part 1

Punishment and Crime. Part 2

Punishment and Crime. Part 3

Desperation

Desperation

No water for four days. Could be five.

Everything is empty. There is no food on this craft.

P does not seem to mind. She remains healthy, but seems sad at the sight of Meva and I starving. No more giggling. No more crystals.

For awhile, we could make her laugh, and she would provide the P-tonium to power the ship.

We are too weak.

The ship is moving but we don't know where it is going. If I take the last crystal out of the grid, the ship will stop, but so will the life support system. The color in the last crystal is fading. We could be dead soon.

I have tried in vain to learn the controls… too alien and strange.

I declare my love for Meva to whoever finds this.

More Desperation

I have decided to do the only thing that might save us. I will use the soul transfer device to put myself into the ship. Then I might be able to figure out how to operate the ship’s foreign controls.

At first, Meva begged me not to do it. She reminded me of the risks and of the strange things that had happened to some of the spirds. But eventually, even she saw the necessity of it. I would either die from starvation, lying on the floor of the ship, or I would die trying to save us. Meva kissed me and relented.

A Crazy Plan

We clamped one of the soul transfer device’s arms onto the control panel, and the other onto my arm. Meva reminded me that she would only give me one minute. She wasn't going to risk any more time. I nodded and she pushed the button. The purple fuzz-ball beating inside the device cast light around the room, and I went into the ship.

The first sensation I felt was a lack of feelings. The aching hunger was gone. The pangs of starvation that wracked my body had slipped away in an instant. It was a relief. But then I remembered the short time I had and turned my mind to other things.

I could sense our place in space. Nearby planets and stars took shape in my mind and their names came to me, although I'd never seen them before. I realized the ship must have some navigational computer or log. At this thought more information poured into me. I could see the ship’s entire history in a moment. But my mind grasped at another image; P's crib.

P’s crib was being pulled aboard by a desperate looking crew during the heat of battle. The ship's door was sealed before taking off. The crib was chained to the wall. P was force-fed cans of beans to increase her output of P-tonium. She didn't laugh or smile. The crew's planet needed the P-tonium to survive. There were other planets that wanted the P-tonium too, and were willing to kill for it. As far as the ship’s computer identified P as the last of her kind.

Meva's voice echoed inside me. She was telling me to hurry. She was going to transfer me back.

In a panic, I pulled my mind from the computer, though there were so many more questions I knew it could answer, but I had to get to that control panel. Its levers and knobs were instantly familiar to me. I dimmed the bright lights that made it difficult to sleep. I discovered a water generator had been switched off. I turned it on, and the ship’s water storage began to fill.

But something was wrong. Not all of the controls were working. I could only make a minor adjustment to our speed. I could not reverse our course, and I could not change our trajectory. I dove deeper into these controls, tracing their connections until I found the problem. There were two dents in the hull where the ship had been hit by missiles while escaping. One had torn the metal open and damaged the ship’s controls.

I used the navigational computer to quickly chart a course. We were headed for a nearby planet. I calculated how long it would take to reach it.

At that moment, I woke up to the sensation of liquid on my face. Meva had pulled me out. She was smiling, holding a container of cool water. I drank it down in big gulps, but it did little to satiate the gnawing hunger in my stomach, or the growing fear in my mind.

I told her the bad news. We were about to crash land, and there was nothing we could do to stop it.

Life After the Crash

A crash landing is difficult to describe with accuracy. When in the middle of it, I did not think the tumbling would end. It was more like an assault than an event to my mind. Surrounded by noise and violence, papers, paneling and even my own clothing blurred past my face. I remember the weird details in times of crisis that come for no apparent reason; I saw a metal tool tumble by, I looked at my own hand and considered my own anatomy in slow motion. I do not know why these are the things I remember.

When it was finally over, we climbed from the wreckage, with few injuries. Meva's arm was broken. I was bleeding from a gash in my forehead. P's crib had landed on top of her, but instead of harming her it kept objects from crushing her. At the time I thought it probably saved her life.

Behind us was a jagged line scratched into the planet’s surface that documented the trajectory of our landing. Pieces of our ship was ripped from the hull by trees and rocks and scattered to either side of that line. The air was thicker than our home planet, but gravity was comparable and a yellow haze protected us from direct sunlight.

Meva knew enough of the healing arts to talk me through resetting her arm … a difficult ordeal. She and P took shelter under low hanging branches while I went in search of anything that could be salvaged from the wreckage.

Over the course of that day I dragged chunks of the ship’s carcass back to Meva, where she, using her one good arm, assembled a makeshift shelter. P seemed oblivious to the peril of our situation. I would put bushes on my head and dance around for her which consistently made her giggle. P’s happiness was a comfort to Meva.

The first night we huddled together in our shelter and listened to strange animal noises that put a chill in our bones. This planet sounded all the more threatening and I knew it would be a matter of time before a beast broke into our temporary housing.

Most days I worked on the water generator. The few stores of water we had were nearly exhausted, and a survey of the area revealed no water though there were plants growing on the hillside that I assumed used water to survive. The water generator wouldn’t power on and I considered leaving Meva and P to go on a more exhaustive search for water. Another howl, deep and brooding came from the forest as if to threaten me if I ventured too far from camp.

Our love for P motivated us to keep trying and it kept us from falling into despair.

I fused three wires on the water generator and it came on for a few seconds, then made a popping sound and seized up in a cloud of smoke. I feared I might have damaged it beyond repair so in desperation I used the soul transfer device to put myself into that infernal machine! Once inside, I could clearly see what must be done. I also discovered that the water generator was actually a matter generator. It could pull water from anywhere because it changed the array of any molecule into water. With a little work, the water generator became a matter generator. I was able to make simple objects with it. I started with bricks, then made hammers, screws, bolts and basic levers.

I repaired the power grid! Using the green engine room as a power generator, we fed Ptonium into the grid it offered more than enough power for anything we needed.

Previous Visitors

During the day when there were less animals roaming around, Meva and I explored the surrounding area to discover we landed on the far end of a long valley. On the opposite end of the valley we found a rock with testimonies of previous visitors scratched onto its great surface. We do not know who wrote them, but wrote a commentary on each of them to acknowledge that they are part of our history:

BOHRAM

He was a great scientist who flew to this planet hoping to perform experiments using an artifact of time bending. The date next to Bohram’s name suggests that he landed on the planet some five hundred in the future, and the space maps he drew are beyond the accuracy and scope of contemporary maps. Bohram discovered a planet he named 26229 and was considered by the future scientific establishment as having similar parameters to his home planet. Bohram applied his time bending theories to space travel and blasted off to live on planet 26229. His last words are here carved into stone before leaving, "Let us get this show on the road."

OKROG

He was a great military commander. Okrog’s body was so badly injured in various wars that it was mostly replaced by machine parts, including fifteen-foot robotic legs. One day his suit was so badly injured in battle that he used a furnace-tending suit as a replacement. He could no longer fight in wars, but he could still tend to the furnace so he remained thankful. He had a strange pet, a flat faced Tentable Mane Cephia Kraken.

ZILETH

An adventurous blind girl named Zileth wore the 7th Ring of Eureka while hiking and it transported her to a far away land. She lost her old guide animal and went hunting for a new guide animal, known as a half-mongrel. A half-mongrel will not tolerate being stared at so he never got mad at blind Zileth. She scratched his soft fur and felt his facial expressions to learn his moods. They became inseparable friends. Zileth never returned home but always had company to keep her warm thanks to her half-mongrel.

HEVERKROG

There was once a scientist who spent so much time in his laboratory alone that he went mad. This is Heverkrog, the inventor of the Procrastinator Ray. He hated this planet but found he could not leave. This made him angry because he thought that he was so smart (and he was smart) that he would be able to find a way off of the planet. He began work on a portal to another dimension. This technology is fictional at best, but he claimed to get the idea from his deceased wife who visited him in a dream while in feverish delirium. Heverkrog built his interdimensional gate, which looked like four logs bound together by rope.

We found "the gate", but also found a book of Heverkrog’s mad theories next to his skeleton which lay at the base of the gate. For reasons of my own, I believe Heverkrog has something to do with the disappearance of Bohram.

BLACKTON

Claimed to discover cave walls covered in ancient finger-paintings. His devices of measurement dated the paint used on the wall to be at least five thousand years old. These could be the oldest inhabitants of the planet. The most fascinating thing about the cave paintings was that they depicted ninety nine generations who came before them. The first of that line could be the first being ever to live. The long lineage could also imply that this lineage went on forever into the past and that only ninety-nine beings could fit on the wall before the most recent generation ran out of space. One other being is scribbled on the edge of the wall, he has a head, two arms and two legs like most beings we know, but he is covered in warm flesh, has hair on his head and wears unique hat and shoes. A translation of the inscription under this cave painting says sounds something like, "HUMUN BING. FRUM URTH" but none of us know what that means.

LUGNESS

Lugness is an honorable and noble being who lived just over twelve hundred years ago. He invented an R.G.Ba’bomb that altered the light of any area within a stone’s throw. Lugness discovered a distant star that radiated green Ptonium energy. One day, that distant planet mysteriously stopped emitting Ptonium energy. This is speculation but could this have something to do with P?

NICKELNAUT

Walter "Nickel" Naut was the first astronaut from the planet Ixen to find this world some two hundred and seventy two years ago. His ship did not run on Ntonium, but on magic. That was back when magic was real. He came to this planet entirely by accident when he crossed a then-unknown hyperspace lane. Nickelnaut was jettisoned across the universe sideways before ejecting from his craft just before crashing to the planet surface.

This concludes my commentary on the history written on stone.

Building Statues

I used the generator to build statues of my own likeness and I gave them simple mechanized skeletons so they could help me work. They were capable of working even if I left the room. They were linked by a nerve net so if I transferred my soul into one, I could move between them. With my crew of mechanical workers we built three great towers and one lesser tower that would be modeled after Meva’s likeness. A great surrounding wall was erected to keep any hostile animals out.

Meva and I wrote out laws on walls, over doorposts, and in journals. Even the statues were capable of repeating the laws. We wanted P to be raised in a family that respected each other first and the self, second. We assume that P would long outlive us. It is our desire that these laws be the foundation of our little society.

The Name

This fortress has been built to protect my family and our ways.

These words have been written so that you may know us better.

If you are friend, then take shelter, for to you we freely give this place.

But be warned, however, if you seek to bring harm to this family, I have already bent my will against you. Though I am a kind and gentle friend, I am an even fiercer, terrifying enemy. If your designs are for harm, I will unleash Meva's wrath upon you. The three engines will ignite and the harbinger will be awakened!

Enemies, know the name of this fortress and fear it; “Armikrog.”

[jaerie]

WIP Folder Challenge

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous, and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by @allwaswell16 and @fallinglikethis.  and YIKES.  here we go.  I am the worst at remembering to name docs so thats why i literally have 31 named untitled document hahaha

1930′s fic

alpha alpha

an omega on everest

baby tarzan lactation

betist 2

bigger than us

blind louis

cheating

dirty hybrid

dubai fic

geisha

ghost boy

harry hates being an alpha

hogwarts girl magic

hospital milk job

i’m locked up (final)

larry thor fic

lottie

maxx’s serum

milk cow

milking experiment

mommy baby

naked neighbor

NXIVM

plane meet

silicone knot 2

sisterwives 2

solaria

step brother

styles twins

the wilds 2

tentable

TPWK

twilight

tv hybrid

untitled document x31

vampire

wet nurse

wolf harness

wolfie abducted harru

zoo twins

okayyyy im not tagging that many people hahahahaha so do this if you see it

[sparklymouse]

day 142... it's been a hot one today 🌞 #theoldbagproject . . . #sunnyday #summer #sunshine #smilyface #octopus #tentables #frenchknots #hotday #rucksack #backpack #sparklymouse #workinprogress #embroidery #stitch #textileart #astitchaday #instastitch #handembroidery #embroideryart #doodles #colourblock #dailydoodle #illustrationoftheday #illustrationgram #illustrationsdaily #illustragram #handstitched #eastpak (at Birmingham, United Kingdom)

[the-firebird69]

and we produce these now and for florida..and tons of them and we build houses like these and they looklike barracks and wehnt together are and for rebels not just morlock. and tons go to them now and see it.  buy up tons of them. Thor Freya

real jeeps real tentable jeeps too.  and are all wheel drive on the fly yes. and are Symm.  and tons of tents too.  and the huoses are fold up.  and go up in minues and are trailerable.  two traiers no one you remove teh furnatrure and equeipemnt fold it and put it on top. and in a box that comes with it all water tight.  now they are up and see.  we move now.

Thor Freya

[a-little-dexth]

El escrito de renjun es... dios, demasiado apetecible owo he quedado enamorada de este escrito pese a que no me considero dominante, y con esto me dieron muchísimas ganas más de serlo y de Renjun, para ser más específica jejeje.

Renjun me parece alguien versátil, pero creo que su ternura y su actitud activa a veces dan aires de inocencia y ganas de querer tener control de él pero no siendo "cruel" sino más bien mimando y dándole atención como el niño que es; y efectivamente, soy de esas que disfrutaría de dominar a este hombre bc es DEMASIADO tentable a la imaginación. 🤧❤️

Disfrute mucho de este escrito, gracias por la hacer este kinktober. Amo como escribes y aquí estaré esperando lo otros ^///^

— atte: cafecito anon. ☕

awkdja, adoro que te hayas comenzando en pensar en dominar a renjun gracias al escrito, una vez más he hecho god's work porque además sería un sub súper tierno y que te haría caso en todo 🥺

YESSSSS, también lo considero versátil en ese aspecto, aunque seguro no importa qué siempre le gustaría que lo mimaras (incluso si lo niega en público 👀), se merece toda la atención y haría lo que sea para ganársela owo

me encanta saber que te ha gustado, mi bub !! y, al contrario, gracias a ti y todas las demás que lo apoyan, me está encantando escribirlo y soy la más feliz al saber que les está agradando 🌻