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Degenerates of the Ark
@prehistoriclust.bsky.social
🔞Rp Account | Dark Themes/Kinks | Mun is 24 | Multimuse | Open Dms
| Art not mine
| Interest in Ark Survival Evolved, Monster Hunter, n TTRPGS | MDNI | Selective | https://www.f-list.net/c/tribe%20of%20the%20enigma/
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Hey there, guys! Nice to see I have a decent following here but u should know that I'm currently more active twitter, so I suggest u follow over there. Also, I think I have to remake this account cuz I can't see lewd stuff outside of my own and can't change the birthday setting to the correct date.
Hey there, guys! Nice to see I have a decent following here but u should know that I'm currently more active twitter, so I suggest u follow over there. Also, I think I have to remake this account cuz I can't see lewd stuff outside of my own and can't change the birthday setting to the correct date.
November 2, 2025 at 6:38 AM
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Not assigning someone to keep watch while the rest of the party rests? Or worse yet, travelling alone and simply hoping to not be stumbled upon?

A costly mistake. Especially when it is imps and their near infinite stamina that awaken you with their hellish girth.
March 31, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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[ #RPStarter | #MagnusRP ]

The [READER] had often been warned to ignore the monarch's antics and keep what they saw to themselves if they valued their lives.

When they entered the queen's room, Magnus was sprawled on her bed without undergarments, acting as if still alone...
April 1, 2025 at 10:38 PM
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It may as well have been too late by the time it got to this point.

Tendrils, as thin as hairs, pricking and pulling at what makes you tick. Molding you into something new, while the beast they were attached to feeds off the perverted fantasies rushing through your newly shaped brain.
March 26, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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Great holes have been dug where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.

Parasitic things skitter and breed. Breed, and breed. Until not an inch of this floor is crawling with their kind.
March 25, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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It isn't unheard of For Femi to be training in his bunny form and a sudden wardrobe malfunction happens~
March 19, 2025 at 12:19 AM
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Frankly.

The confines of a mimic may be some of the safest places within The Dungeon. Even if it's not quite the most comfortable.
March 21, 2025 at 5:09 PM
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At the risk of inundating itself with guests, it will bring this back...

A Seductive Sunday for each of you!

Just like and retweet for an image, animation, and a blurb of your muse and whatever monster indulges in the fine pleasures of the flesh with them tonight!

#SeductiveSunday
March 16, 2025 at 6:46 PM
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[ #RPStarter ]

Deep within the bowels of the dungeon they were meant to clear, Erelia, the group's tank, woke up gasping loud enough to pull the [READER] from their sleep.

Runes were glowing around her neck and, between her legs, a new third leg twitched. She had been cursed!
March 13, 2025 at 12:22 AM
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[ #RPStarter ]

In a secluded corner of Kaeldrin's castle, a humble yet endearing servant—a human-reptilian hybrid—was diligently polishing [READER]'s 'spear.'

"Non-nobles are rarely invited to stay within these walls. The king must have been greatly impressed by your work."
March 13, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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Don't let the predominantly male goblins of the early floors fool you. There is a swathe of creatures lurking within.

"Come now, I've something 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 for you."

Like the one that's decided to pay your makeshift camp for the night a visit.

#SeductiveSunday
March 9, 2025 at 4:15 PM
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How is fucking your way to the bottom of The Dungeon going?

It seemed like a good idea at first. All that talk of how lecherous the beasts within were made it seem reasonable.

But it's been hours now, and these creatures have yet to even slow down. Load after load, yet they persist.
March 4, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Hey y'all. Haven been here 4 a bit cuz again, twitter is my main focus, but I plan on updating soon so stand by for that
March 3, 2025 at 7:05 PM
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Even the most well armed knight can be felled. There's always a gap in their armor, leather straps to be melted away, or when all else fails, simply prying it from the form.

But once that is all done, they are but a person. Just as susceptible to the whims of their body as anyone else.
March 3, 2025 at 2:47 PM
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Maybe that portal shortcut wasn't such a good call. Imps could be dealt with by your party well enough.

But the moment that lumbering brute stepped forward it was over. Now...

"Only finish when I say so, woman."

Now it's telling you when to cum on his cock.

#SeductiveSunday
March 2, 2025 at 6:22 PM
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[ #RPStarter ]

Standing at a crossroad leading out of a banal village into the wilderness, a lone woman stared into the distance, frozen, with an anxious smile.

"Go... Now? Tomorrow...? Maybe... T-today...? M-move... No..." She muttered to herself while fidgeting with her hands.
March 2, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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A faded manuscript. Most of the pages crumple into scraps upon your touch, but a few remain.

Their words blurry, the color of the illustrations not as vivid as they once was, but the contents are clear nonetheless.

Is this the sort of thing that resides deep within this place?
March 1, 2025 at 8:25 PM
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The deeper one goes into The Dungeon the more...bizarre things become.

Walls that shift as though they breath. Talking beasts. The very structure becomes hard to follow. Stairs ascend up into a dead end. A pale river cuts through what looks to have been at one point a courtyard.
February 25, 2025 at 9:13 PM
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When survival gets especially tough, you never know when one day is going to be your last, so it's best to indulge in those brief moments of joy and calmness while they're still before the brewing storm strikes. So kick back, relax, and share a pite or two.
#SeductiveSunday
February 23, 2025 at 9:20 PM
When survival gets especially tough, you never know when one day is going to be your last, so it's best to indulge in those brief moments of joy and calmness while they're still before the brewing storm strikes. So kick back, relax, and share a pite or two.
#SeductiveSunday
February 23, 2025 at 9:20 PM
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Kali love? Kali love.
February 23, 2025 at 5:54 AM
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Tiger Terra? Tiger Terra!
February 23, 2025 at 4:00 AM
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In search of your fighter? It had all happened so swiftly, the minotaur ambush, the fighting, her going down.

She must have been dragged off.

If that's the case, she's likely trying to please her new equine masters. Their generous lengths have a habit of breaking sturdy minds.

#SeductiveSunday
February 23, 2025 at 7:52 PM