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True Language WIPs

My Works in progress for the True Language of the Insanon...

Dating System

The calendar on Technicolor Earth still uses the birth of Christ as the starting point, but instead uses the 'year of the newborn sun' as the starting point rather than 'year of our lord', the resulting calendar is known as the Dawn System, Before Christ becomes Before Dawn, or B.D. while Anno Domini becomes New Dawn or N.D. dates are written either as B.D. 1200 or N.D. 2002. The common era system has never managed to supersede the dawn system because, although ostensibly based on the birth of Christ, the dawn age around N.D. 1 is a verifiable historical period during which major upheavals in Roman geopolitics occurred and spread out globally, hence the dawn system can be treated as referring to the secular dawn age, rather than the dawn of christianity, the dawn age itself is the term used in place of "biblical times".

An Art Dump

Bearo - The self insert

Bear is my self insert OC, and he is drawn as a sort of distorted Self-Portait, he's not human, his race was originally created, 5 years ago, as an all male rip-off of the Gems from steven universe, which is visible all throughout the setting... After much work, I can now confidently say, he is an Insanon, the spawn of Nazara, or in Bear's case, one of his clones, he has a human soul which was elevated through a cycle of death and rebirth into an Angel, Adam, as the god diecting this process, recreated Bear's soul in his own image. He is composed of hard light, literally a hologram with mass, his core contains a Super Solenoid, which provides infinite power, he has an absolute terror field which makes him a potent psychic, he is considered half human, because, after being inactive in core form for many thousands of years, his core was awakned by his "father" using human DNA, which fused with and overwrote his original DNA, promting him to regenerate into a more human form. He grew up rather quickly, because while he lacked any memory, he was quick the redevelop his adult level mental faculties, he was allowed to attend school in 2008, after he was poofed and regenerated as a 15 year old version of himself, where he met Walker and Mitsuo...

I used a photo refrence of myself, to scale, to get his features, and have used him, for many years, to work on my self-image issues...

Mitsuo the Hero...

I know you;d expect the author of a self-indulgent story to be the hero, ALA a mary sue, the hero of all my stories is actually this dude... Mitsuo Nagakawa

uhhhh.... I made this to showcase my writting ideas

Ideas change and I usually don't stay on one concept for long, but a friend recommended I do this instead of just sharing on Facebook, I post-dated alot of writting and charchaters though, to better reflect the pace I actually work at...

Relationship Drabble - Thanks for Sharing

A voyeur and exhibitionist; all around pervert, Mitsuo got a perverse joy in sharing Anep’s skills with other men; it started as it usually did, he walked over to where Anep was with two of his bros, this time Sheryl and Beck, wrapped an arm around Sheryl’s shoulder, grabbed his crotch, and asked if Anep wanted to show off his Skillz.

That led to the current predicament; Mitsuo, Beck, and Sheryl with their pants unzipped, and cocks out, all nicely sized even compared to Mitsuo’s fat 8incher. All three were in Anep’s face, with Beck grinning like an idiot, Sheryl looking off in the distance, but intensely focused on Anep in the corner of his eyes.

Beck almost collapsed after his dorky faced orgasm, weak legged, not used to cocksuckers playing with his balls too, getting some cum on Anep’s cheek and T-shirt. Sheryl for his part, remained calm and feind disinterest, almost looking bored but thrusting every so slightly, even holding hands in Anep’s messy hair and pulling his halo cowlick; blowing his load all over Anep’s cheek and shirt.

When Anep started sucking Mitsuo, he was already achingly hard “Damn Mitsuo, your boyfriend is a great cocksucker” Beck complimented “Fuck yeah dude, thanks for sharing him” Sheryl said with a slight upward inflection, clearly impressed by his ball game. Mitsuo face fucked his boyfriend, having the privilege of roughing him up, cumming on his baby bear’s tongue and a bit on his face.

Relationship Drabble - Drunk

Sometimes Mitsuo got so drunk with his friends that he wouldn't recognize Anep; often mistaking his teddy bear for a girl because of his voice. He’d say something along the lines of “you know I never do this” “I’m not that kind of guy” but “you just get me” “like we have this connection, and they’d end up falling into bed together; little different than when he was sober.

Mitsuo never did this with other people; he never ‘cheated’ on Anep with others when he was drunk, and it never bothered Anep, even when Mitsuo didn’t know who he was, he knew they belonged together. No matter what anybody said or did, how hard they tried, Mitsuo was never interested in anyone else.

That was their connection, he wanted to be with Anep even when he didn’t know who was who. Anep was happy to lead Mitsuo to their bed, strip him of everything but his boxers, and ride Mitsuo while his jaw was slack and rambling; then pinning Anep to the bed, hands around his neck, the weight of his torso over his body; all sort of different positions; it wasn’t uncommon for them to go through six condoms and a whole bottle of lube like this.

Anep was a deep sleeper so Mitsuo snoring through these same nights was never an issue. He’d kiss him as he woke up, ask him if his hips or back hurt, and tend to his hangover. If Mitsuo knew what was going on he never said anything, but he was never shocked to wake up next to Anep, nor curious about the hand-prints on his neck and hips, and bruises and bites everywhere else.

Relationship Drabble - Private Show

There’s nothing more arousing to Mitsuo than seeing his uptight and anxious, and far too innocent acting Anep break down and become a submissive bitch, moaning and whimpering on his thick cock. He loves it when the mashmallow calls him “boss” and begs him to fuck his “pussy” harder. And he’s completely right to call it that: this tight white hole was made to be bred and filled up with cum. After he’s done, he’ll let the rest of the grunts fight over who gets to have the sloppy seconds, and thirds, and fourths, and fifths.

It let Mitsuo pull a power move over his grunts, reminding them that he was the boss not just because he started the gang, but because he was the big man with the big dick, it wasn’t just that he was the best fighter, but by having exclusive rights to the best cumdump the gang had ever seen, access which he might rarely share but could never lose, he helped affirm that he was their alpha. It helped keep people in line.