Modiphius has just revealed more artwork from the new Fallout: The Roleplaying Game expansion, Winter of Atom. Introducing the Gigapede.
This beast is being used by the rogue sect of the Children of Atom to wreak havoc on the Commonwealth. It can destroy settlements easily and burrow underground.
Winter of Atom will begin pre-orders on May 11th, 2023. Those that pre-order will receive the digital PDF right away, with physical copies shipping in July and in-store copies appearing the same month.
Thank you @modiphius for this wonderful expansion! We're incredibly excited and looking forward to it! You can check out the new Modiphius blog post about Winter of Atom here:
https://www.modiphius.net/blogs/news/the-winter-war
this ^^^^
I’m moving states in July! So in order to make some extra money for the move and to have to move less product, I’m having a big sale!
I’ve got pride dice (including colors not pictured,) other dice, cryptid kitty pins (and stickers in every design you see there,) and an assortment of really cool other sticker, pin and keychain designs!
I, um, wha, whazz… izzat you, Renee?
“No, sweetie. It’s just another one of your sexy dreams. You remember your sexy dreams, don’t you? You’re always lying in bed, just like you are now, so groggy and sleepy that you can’t really move a muscle because….”
Because I’ve been… hypnotized….
“That’s right! Good girl! Because you’ve been hypnotized. That always makes so much sense in your dreams, even though the waking Molly knows she’s too smart and too strong to ever go into a deep hypnotic trance for me. It’s only in these silly, sexy dreams that you realize you’re so weak that all I had to do was whisper a single word, and your fuzzy little mind decided to go to bed early for me. You remember it all now, don’t you?”
Uh huh. S'not real, though. S'just a dream….
“Of course it is, honey doll. It’s all just a dream, and that’s why it doesn’t startle you when I come in and lie on the bed next to you without any clothes on. If you were awake, if you could open those heavy, sleepy eyes and really look at me, you’d be surprised… but because you know I’m not really here and I’m not really touching myself while I stare at your perky titties, you can just relax and enjoy this sexy dream. Isn’t that right?”
S-sexy dream?
“Oh, yes. It’s very sexy. Every time I pause, you can hear my fingers sloshing and squishing inside my soaking cunt. Every time you inhale, you can smell the scent of pussy getting stronger and stronger. It’s turning you on so much… and because it’s all just a dream, because it’s not really happening and there aren’t any consequences, you don’t have to resist those sexy feelings, do you? You can dream about your fingers creeping down between your legs and rubbing through your panties, making yourself wetter and wetter as you imagine me masturbating right beside you. It’s so hot, isn’t it, pretty girl?”
H-hot, I… y-yes, hot….
“And because it’s so hot, you can imagine a little bit of your straightness melting away every time you have this sexy dream. You can picture your rubbing fingers teasing away a little bit more of your resistance, making you a little bit more gay for me each time you fantasize about being hypnotized into my weak, horny lesbian slut, and when you wake up you’ll feel so good and happy you won’t even need to remember it. Isn’t that right?”
Unh, unh, uh huhhh!
“Until the day all that resistance is gone for good. Until the day you decide to seduce me, all on your own, without even knowing why. That’s when I’m going to make that pretty pussy cum so hard, sweetie pie. That’s when I’ll show you all the wonderful things you’ve been dreaming about.”
Y-yes, Mistress….
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[Spoiler for endgame Pokemon]
First and last time imma put up a spoiler warning for a Pokemon, just so you know.
Anyways! Ive been itching to draw for days but Ive been up and about or doing work all day, so by the time I could draw, I was too exhausted. So I said fuck it today, pushed back my work by a day and went fucking ham.
How could I not, tho? Doggies!!! Pudding!! FLUFFY MOTH BABY!!! I absolutely ADORE Slither Wing, I think it and Clodsire are my 2 fav Pokemon of Gen 9 (and the story specific Kuraidon).
As for the doggo part, I found it funny how Nemona has a dog Pokemon as a lead and Arven as an ace. Even funnier, I accidentally evolved the Night form of Lycanroc, but it makes it funnier somehow. Mari has rival doggos to her rivals xD
Penny is sadly the odd one out of the group 😔
Also, totally don't mind me sneaking in some Nemona/Arven sketch comic.
Stucky & Text posts
“N-no, it’s… I feel good, it’s just I… um… where did my clothes go?” Taylor was definitely aware of the loose and muzzy quality to her speech, which only seemed to grow more disjointed and befuddled as her eyes lazily followed the swing of Shana’s pendant and her body slumped back against the massive beanbag chair in her friend’s bedroom. But every time she tried to make herself wonder why she felt so fuzzy and light-headed, her gaze caught the glittering sparkle of the crystal at the end of the silver chain and her legs gradually parted as the strength melted out of her muscles, leaving her staring in that same stupefied fascination all over again.
The whole thing felt eerily familiar, almost as though she’d found herself in the same state of rapt and mesmerized attention time and time again in Shana’s bedroom and had simply… forgotten…. Taylor’s fingers crept down to her pussy as a swell of arousal hit her at the very notion of staring blankly into the shimmering rainbow depths of Shana’s pendant and losing track of time and memory under its influence. “I, uh, yeah, feels good,” she burbled, responding to a question she’d already forgotten hearing, “but, um, uhhhh… did I… when did I get naked?” She had a vague suggestion of a memory, of walking right into her friend’s room and instantly stripping off her clothes with the same unthinking instinct that might lead another person to take off their shoes. But it was already vanishing, swallowed into the bliss of rubbing her plump pink labia and drifting deeper into trance.
Trance. That meant she was hypnotized, Taylor realized sluggishly, even as her fingers sank all the way up to the knuckle in the plush depths of her messy cunt and her eyes crossed in a confused effort to follow the motion of the swinging pendant. She was hypnotized by Shana, and that meant she had to do whatever the other woman said, and that was… that felt…. “Ofuck s-so good, Mistress,” she whimpered, barely even noticing the term she used to describe someone she’d known since they were both kids. “I, um, n-no, no need to… f-fuck, to t-thinkkkk….” Her legs spread wider. Her hand became a blur of motion. It all felt comfortable and intimately familiar so long as she didn’t try to pay attention to what she was doing while she stared at the crystal and relaxed.
It all made perfect sense now. She was hypnotized again, her mind captured by the effortless ecstasy of deep trance and the smooth, inexorable power of Shana’s will. Taylor couldn’t resist, because resistance required effort and Taylor was too relaxed to put any effort into anything anymore. Even her thoughtless masturbation only happened because Shana directed her fingers into motion, coaxing her to greater and greater heights of pleasure that only made her more and more eager to obey, and soon Taylor was gasping and whimpering the way she always did when she visited her friend’s house and slipped away into obedience. “C-compliance feels too good to resist,” she heard herself moan out, and she knew it was true the way it was always true for her.
Taylor’s eyes crossed and uncrossed, pleasure and drowsiness combining to make it impossible to keep them open any longer, and soon she found her head lolling backwards and her mind collapsing into a stuporous fog of pure obedience. “Unh, unh, uh huh,” she heard herself grunting, but she was already too deep to know what she was agreeing with and it was only when she felt a warm, musky cunt settle against her lips that she remembered what her purpose was. Then she stopped thinking entirely as she began to lick.
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The existence of the DecoPunk genre/aesthetic implies the existence of other early 20th century art movement inspired Punk genres/aesthetics. Such as NouveauPunk, CubePunk, DadaPunk, SurrealPunk, FuturePunk, FauvePunk, VortPunk, and StijPunk. But idk if we’re ready for that conversation…
Delia trained for this moment!!!! To pick up her wife!!!!!
we love to see growth
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