Writefags, Drawfags, Assemble!

Post images and reply with short greentexts I guess

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What exactly did you have in mind user? That was a little vague.

Collaboration.

Im wishing you luck. Who is it?

I'm doing this to practice a little, if i were to go deep into this, it's probably an OC.

Right on, user. Looks good so far.

Writefags, post your pages you have them

Drawfags, do the same.

I want to see stuff.

No pages right now, only Ducktales.

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>the writer calmly scuttled into the thread, the floor slightly cracking under his many legs. He crept through the door and slowly raised himself from the ground... revealing the true horror of his being
>everyone froze, stunned by the horror of what they were seeing, for they had never seen a being as grotesque as this writer
>the writer was a horrible batlike thing with six pairs of jagged spidery legs, each one tipped with a horrible many fingered claw. It’s body was hunched over and coated in small quills that would occasionally twitch as the horrible thing breathed, and it’s skin was black and terribly moist, like some slimy abomination that had crawled from the depths of the darkest sea
>it’s face was a horrible lump of flesh only slightly resembling the head of a dog, but with eight sickly green eyes, and thousands of teeth in the shape of needles piercing outward from what may have been classified as a mouth
>the writer looked around at the horrified anons, and calmly chuckled to itself, before eventually speaking, its voice like that of a thousand cicadas screaming in joy
>to our characters, we’re basically eldritch gods... so we might as well look the part.
>now... let’s make some weird stuff

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Lol, love it.

>user looked down at the disheveled transient sitting there, on the cold sidewalk. This was one of many times he had seen the downtrodden man, one of many times that the others traveling along the sidewalk had passed the poor man by and user was left alone before him as he attempted to give him some form aid, to at the very least make the cold night more tolerable.

>But each time, his attempt was met with only a stare from the man. Not a stare one would give a peculiar site, not a stare one would give out of incredulity. It was as if he stared through user.

>This time though, something was different. As he stared at user, the man’s green eyes seemed to glitter in the dull glow of the street light. Apprehension took root in user’s mind. Some long forgotten instinct from the vestigial animal mind of mans early days; pulled at him ‘flee!’ it screamed and yet, caught in the man’s gaze, user could not bring himself to take even a step. Even as the man rose and time seemed to stop. The man’s body seeming to stretch and expand as his mouth split, as his eyes widened and shone like sickly emeralds, as his dirty, matted beard fell as if made from ashes from his face and his arms stretched and split into writhing tendrils that licked at the surface of the sidewalk

Continued.

>user’s legs shook in primal fear at the thing before him as he looked upon it, what had once been the man’s mouth, now split in to two, one smiling brightly, a million bright white needles, glistening. The other scowled, as if mortally offended by the very presence of the world around it. user looked to the horrible thing before him, daring to peek upward at it’s eyes, what he saw there simultaneously terrified and astounded him. In the green of the abomination’s eyes, he saw all things he had ever known, every emotion, every doubt, every experience, every secret!

>user dropped to his knees, a feeling of insignificance unlike anything he had ever dreamed of weighed down on him. He dared one last look at the thing, tears streaming down his eyes as he tried to speak. “W-what are you!?!” He asked. The unknowable thing before him looked down, it’s eyes twinkling as images of all things, great and small, good and evil, loved and hated flashed in his mind,as the creatures smiling mouth opened and spoke “I. AM.” it said, before the scowling mouth opened “ALL.THINGS.” user shrieked in horror as his self preservation instinct drove him in to merciful unconsciousness.

>He awoke on the sidewalk. Looking frantically for some evidence that what had transpired had been real, as he rose to his feet, a whisper seemed to permeate his mind ‘your fate, is not yours’

fuck dude.

OP the last thing I wrote was a bad threesome featuring a cop, a cowboy, and a ratman. I don't think its me you want.

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Alternate American history where witches wield enchanted guns, Grand Wizards are actual wizards, and Wendigo outbreaks are a thing.

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Wait a minute. I know you. I fapped to your brittany wong story like 4 times last night.

So you know, thanks for that!

Lol, your welcome user. Glad you enjoyed it!

I’m not sure why this makes me want to re-read the dark tower series, but it does.

All I have is /d/ tier porn so no, and it's not even finished yet

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Lemme get uhhhhhhhhh.......link?

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To the Brittany Wong story?

Im scheduling my projects for three different clients. Being professional is very hard. :V

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Yes plz.

Here you go, user.

pastebin.com/8JeBVNXx

Thanks
Also... um Anondive, so I’ve been thinking of maybe building a name for myself where I write greentexts of characters being horribly tortured and going insane. Not in a sexy way, in a scary and hilarious(to me) way... should I do it? Should I write fiction where characters lose all hope and go mad?
You seem to be an expert on co greentexting, so I thought I’d ask you first

Well user, I’d say go for it. If that’s what you want to write, write it. The appeal won’t be as widespread as romance and smut, but you could probably find an audience.

I can hear it

Hmm, guess it depends on who you use, what kinda trauma?

God damn.

diamonds the whole fucking time. quality story. 10/10

looks like i'm not the only one getting youtube recommendations of sam & max

And here I thought you were all porn. I’m pleasantly surprised.

>after 14 hours, steven wakes up with women who gave steven special juice as they called it
>steven terrified knowing he will never gain his virginity back as the girls mock steven for not lasting 14 hours and only 3 hours, they later keep raping him while he is awake as steven attempts suicide by hitting his gem with a hammer
>Steven has a nightmare of the situation and garnet kills the girls and cares for steven, hoping he would get out of the catatonic state

Dark turn

thanks, but I need to get better on writing, I rush things to fast
send another image and ill make it dark

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>it would be their last day to be together as rochanne would have to leave and be sold to the town mayor for sex slavery, so she wanted to make it special for the boy she always loved, however steven and rochanne were caught, and steven was trapped by a gang of white children, sons of the klan they called themselves. they forced steven to rape her, but when steven begged to make this stop, they pull him away and force him to watch as the young girl was violated. her screams were sharp, piercing through stevens ears, her tears were used as lubricant for a hole not often used in love making. after the rape was done, they put needles through her clit, forcing her to feel immediate pain. as they continued, they forced her to lie on the ground as they shoved a huge stick up her rear, only for her soul to be saved by god, to not feel the pain. they boys realized they would get in trouble killing a mans property, so they cut her up, making sure the body could never be found, forcing steven to keep in quietness. Steven, hours later, cried with pain in his heart.

Thanks
Dark eldritch trauma

Also I’m planning to write a bunch of greentexts where a crazy plague doctor just shows up in a show’s universe in an attempt to “cure” the characters, and identitfy “witches”
Any suggestions for where the plague doctor could show up?

Do a basic reality portal, like the team fucked up or something

Jesus. Love it!
SU is too easy a target, try something like WITCH or Avatar

Thanks I need more images, it is really fun doing this, ill make anything fucked up

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>Anondive thread deleted.
Heh

>steven family was killed, including his father, a recent group of people who called for the extermination of "rock people" as they called gems were culling the population, steven was only saved by being pushed to another world thanks to garnet. but in this world, steven met a nice young man named carlos, who they together worked together on adventures, but star was not happy, after all her family tough her about the gay menace, and how they corrupt minds. Star went up, wearing inconspicuous clothing she later began to start with crude sexual insults, and spat on him, but she felt that was not enough, she pulls out a magic knife that can cut any gem, remembering how steven told carlos about his weakness with trust, stabbed him there, steven coughed up blood, begging and asking why, star simply smiled and kicked steven in the throat. she later gained a lust for blood, killing anyone who affiliated with carlos, believing she will tame that man and turn him into a king for her home. But her real reason was more of misery, realizing how carlos was calm, nice, and empathetic. while star was cruel to her people, forcing them into slavery. she wanted carlos, though only for his looks. she will get her wish one day, and she knows it

Add on to his suffering, fat boy needs his ass wrecked

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Last thing I drew of any merit, I need to draw more and the one bit of advice I’d give to anyone drawing is to just keep at it and do it often. Second to that, have a friend who knows what their doing to offer feedback and critique.

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Cute tits

seems out of character, for star at least
>steven is sent to hell, for reasons he does not understand, but he is told because of his race, steven however is surprised how peaceful hell
is while walking and dodging bombs and psychopaths, he meets a cute demon, who name is charlie. As they introduce, Charile's friend proceeds to look at steven seductively. Charlie brings steven chocolate milk, but steven is suspicious. curious he asks her about the drink, but charlie shoves a needle into his neck as steven passes out. he wakes up with charlie on his lap, she starts to drool and slaps steven to wake him up. she tells him she has been waiting for this moment for 1000 years, a young boy to marry. she later on brings steven a cup of tea as her friend unclothes steven. he asks her to stop and says he is not interested, but she ignores him and forces herself on him. steven begs her to stop as she bites his neck. blood pours out as steven tries to scream but his voice is muted to the gargles. his wound heals as steven releases inside the friend. Charlie comes in and locks steven onto an X type of cross, stating how he should have not been so seductive to her. she later starts to pull down his pants and puts his penis in her warm moist mouth, however steven screams with the razor sharp teeth cutting his penis. steven starts to cry until he releases himself.Charlie drinks his semon and gets up stating how he will be a perfect husband, steven tramatized sees a man with a voice of a old radio, begginf for freedom. Steven wakes up in his old home, 5 years before the war against gems.

Aww, I wanted him castrated after she secured his sperm

need more Loomis