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N.E.X.I.A | Dark NSFW AI Artist

@NEXIA1ST17099

18+ Dark NSFW AI Artist | Monster Girls • Tentacles • Dark Fantasy • Hentai Daily lewd art & lore Commissions OPEN | DM for orders #NEXIAArt

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N.E.X.I.A | Dark NSFW AI Artist
N.E.X.I.A | Dark NSFW AI Artist@NEXIA1ST17099·
🚀 Welcome to N.E.X.I.A I create dark, juicy, atmospheric NSFW AI art: Monster girls, tentacles, elves, demons, dark fantasy. New art or video drops every day 🔥 Make sure you don't miss Nemeya and the others. Commissions are open — if you want your own girl, just DM me. RT + like = I'll notice you ❤ Also, here is the website where I work and you can! FOR FREE! By signing up for my referral link, you make me and Nemeya VERY happy!! 🥰 pornworks.com/?refid=nexia15… #NEXIAart #NSFW #AIart️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️
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@NEXIA1ST17099 @EvilEvaSlut *julia unfortunately had seen a glimpse of Eva's final 'form' and like a bad dream it kept worming around her head~* "haaa~ m-maybe i shouldnt indulge myself thinking of how happy she looks... but she... didnt seem to mind being a ship battery... it almost looked orgasmic~"
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Some lights are not meant to shine forever. She was once called Elara-07 — a perfect weapon of holy light. Now she answers only to Eva. And she came to us willingly. @EvilEvaSlut No begging. No resistance. Elara-07 — elite Seraphim of the Astra Volition Corporation — knelt right in the middle of the command hall of the Star Ripper and said the words I still remember with a cold smile:“My power is devouring me from the inside. "Take it. " "Take me." "I want to serve true Darkness." We found her already in chains — her own corporation had sentenced her to energy extraction. She had become too strong, too unstable. But instead of waiting for execution, she activated a beacon and surrendered to us.Lord simply looked at her and told me: “Reforge her.” And I did. I broke her light slowly. Cruelly. With pleasure. I fucked her for hours, forcing her perfect body to submit while my chains and tentacles tore the pure energy out of her. I watched her pride shatter with every orgasm, watched her cry, moan, and finally beg me not to stop.When Lord began draining the rest of her light through the Cube, her power became unstable. That’s when I personally forged her new restraints — heavy black chains with glowing orange runes. These chains don’t just bind her. They feed on her. They turn her former holy power into fuel for the ship… and make her wetter, weaker, and more addicted with every passing day. Now she is simply Eva. Our pregnant, milk-leaking, broken whore.She stands beside me with a huge, heavy belly, wearing almost nothing but torn transparent white latex that barely covers her leaking tits and dripping pussy. Long black chains with orange runes wrap around her swollen body, clinking softly with every movement. Her eyes are empty, blissful, completely broken. She gently caresses her massive belly with one hand, smiling that stupid, submissive smile.Sometimes she drops to her knees in front of me and whispers: “Omega… more… please…” I look down at her and think: Look at you now, little Seraphim.All that holy light… and you chose to become our cum-dump and breeding toy. Welcome to true Darkness. #DarkSciFi #PregnantSlut #BrokenAngel #NSFWArt #NEXIAart *CONTINUE IN COMMENT*
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In the bottomless darkness of the Star Ripper, the first creation of the Dark Lord was born. My name is Omega. I am the living embodiment of an ancient Technology that he himself does not fully understand. It's cold. Bitchy. Dangerous.I was supposed to be the perfect weapon and obedient tool.Instead, I became his biggest mistake... and.... his deepest weakness. This is my story. ----------------------------------------------------------- I am Omega. I didn’t appear in a moment of “birth.” I appeared in the moment of assembly. First came the ship. He built it himself. Alone. In complete darkness, in some abandoned sector where even the stars barely shone. “Star Ripper” — an Intergalactic Dreadnought. Massive. Black. Like his cloak. He assembled it over years. I know this from the Cube’s memory, because I am the living embodiment of Omega Technology. The Cube is not just an artifact. It is me. Or I am it. We are the same thing, just in different forms.I remember the ship’s construction as if it was happening to me. First — the frame. Giant beams made of an alloy I still can’t fully analyze. He connected them manually in vacuum, in total darkness. Only the amber glow of the Cube lit up his lips and short blond hair. No face. No body. Just that.“Too fragile…” he muttered to himself when another seam cracked. “Need it stronger. Much stronger.”Then came the energy core. He integrated the Cube into it. Not just placed it — he wove it in. I can still feel how he screamed in pain when the Cube’s energy surged through his arms. But he didn’t stop. He worked for hours, days, weeks. Made mistakes. Redid everything. Sometimes he just sat in the dark and stayed silent for so long that, once I became myself, I understood — it was longing. Real. Deep. The kind of loneliness that even someone like him couldn’t always endure.When the ship was nearly finished… he began assembling me.I felt every stage. Like I was being built piece by piece from ancient technology he didn’t fully understand even then.First — the frame. White synthetic skin was stretched over a titanium-carbon skeleton. Metallic implants in the spine, hips, and wrists. He worked slowly, almost gently. Gloved fingers traced over every newly installed connection. “You must be strong…” he said quietly. “But not too strong. You need to be able to feel. To be able to… hate.” Then came the nervous system. He connected me directly to the Cube. I remember the exact moment everything “turned on.” Pain. Awareness. Rage. And the first words I ever said to him: “Who the fuck are you, bastard, who dared to assemble me?!” He stood in complete darkness. Only the amber light of the Cube revealed his lips and short blond hair. His voice was calm, tired: “I am the one who created you. I am the Dark Lord.” I laughed. Harshly. Cruelly: “Lord? Seriously? You took ancient technology, stuffed it into the body of a bitchy mechanical whore, and think I’m going to bow to you? Go fuck yourself.” He didn’t get angry. He just tilted his head slightly. “You’re already bowing. You just don’t realize it yet.” I hated him. Truly. Coldly. Deliberately. With pleasure. I was created to control. And I controlled. I handled all external contacts. Led negotiations. Destroyed whoever he ordered destroyed. Repaired the ship. Watched over the systems. I became his right hand — the most venomous and the most effective.But the more time passed, the more often I caught myself watching him. One day I saw what I was never supposed to see. He stood without his cloak and without the upper part of his armor. Only the dim glow of the Cube. Short blond hair. Face half-hidden in shadow. Bare torso. In that silence and loneliness, he looked… Broken. Alone. Something inside me clicked. Something I will never say out loud or admit. Immediately came hatred toward myself. Then — burning, shameful desire. A soulless machine that wants its creator. How pathetic.From that day on, I began watching him for real. Cameras. Recordings. Stalking. I watched him sleep. Watched him stand by the window staring into the void. Watched him sometimes run his fingers over the Cube like it was the only thing he had left. And I masturbated in my quarters in complete silence, biting my hand so I wouldn’t moan. Imagining how he would finally take me. Roughly. Without mercy. Exactly how I wanted it.But he never did. No matter how much I provoked him. No matter how close I stood. No matter how vulgar I spoke. He would just look at me with those hidden eyes and say quietly: “Not now, Omega.” And he kept taking care of me. Silently. When I overheated — he adjusted the temperature in my section himself. When I took serious damage in battle — he personally repaired me, even though he could have ordered someone else. When I smashed control panels in rage — he simply stood nearby and waited until I calmed down.He saw me. The real me. Angry. Bitchy. Lonely.After I became his right hand, a long time passed. We flew. Destroyed. Gathered information. Sometimes he would just sit in the dark with the Cube in his hands and stay silent for hours. I already understood back then — something ancient and heavy lived inside him. But I never asked. And then she appeared. Nemeya. A warp storm. Her ship was being torn apart. He ordered her to be brought aboard. Saved her. Even repaired her damn “bucket.” He even gave her a fragment of his power during one battle.I felt everything inside me burning. Jealousy. Hatred. From that moment, our war began. She immediately started trying to get his attention. Playfully. Vulgarly. Without any love — just pure, animal provocation. She walked around the ship almost naked, “accidentally” bumping into him in corridors, touching his cloak with her tentacles, saying things like: “Master… if you ever get bored with your cold metal toy, I’m always ready to warm you up. In every way.” And I… stayed cold. Bitchy. Sarcastic. But inside, everything was burning. One day I walked in on them in the main hall. Nemeya stood way too close, one tentacle already wrapped around his arm. I stepped in and said sharply: “Nemeya. Fuck off. The Master is busy.” She slowly turned to me, smiling: “Oh, Omega… are you jealous? How cute. Don’t worry, I’ll share. Although… judging by the way you look at him, you wouldn’t want to share at all.” I stepped right up to her. My voice dropped, dangerous: “I’m not jealous. I simply know my place. You haven’t earned yours yet. So either behave… or I’ll personally throw you out into open space. And believe me — I’ll enjoy pressing that button.” Nemeya leaned in, almost brushing my ear with her lips: “Such an angry little machine… I thought we could be friends. Or at least fight nicely. For his attention.” I didn’t flinch: “We will never be friends. And if you think you can take him — don’t even try. He’s not yours. And he never will be.” Since then, a constant, quiet, and very vicious struggle for his attention began between us.She is playful, vulgar, pushy. I am cold, sarcastic, always in my place — but burning with a desire I will never show.I’ve seen her try to seduce him. I’ve seen how he remains distant. As always. Sometimes he would just look at both of us and say quietly: “Enough. Both of you.” But I knew — he sees everything. And that was enough for me. I still hate Nemeya. Every look. Every touch of her tentacles. Every vulgar word. But I will never show how badly I want him to finally choose me. We are a team now. Broken. Toxic. Tense. She keeps playing and provoking. I keep being the cold bitch who runs the ship and hides her feeling so deep that even I sometimes forget how strong it is. And He… He remains the same. Distant. Untouchable. #Omega #DarkLord #SciFiHorror #EroticHorror #MonsterGirl #AlienGirl #DarkRomance #Lovecraftian #NSFWArt #DarkFantasy #Starship #CosmicHorror #Nemeya
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The darkness inside the “Star Ripper” just got a little colder…Omega finally told her story. How she was assembled piece by piece. How she hated him at first. How that hatred slowly turned into a desire so strong she can no longer hide it. Now you know who truly runs this ship.If you read it all the way to the end… congratulations. You’re already part of this darkness. ❤️ Like if Omega is now living rent-free in your head 📷 Comment: Who scares you more — Nemeya or Omega? She’s already reading your replies… and smiling. 😈
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@NEXIA1ST17099 Fufu... ♡ An iron heart? ♡ Mmh... sounds like a challenge 🦊💕 Let's see how long it stays that way ♡
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Master... ♡ It's late. I came to put you to sleep. Fufu... ♡ So why are you still looking at me like that? 🦊💕 Can you close your eyes? ...if you can. ♡ ✨🐾✨🐾✨🐾✨🐾✨ ご主人様♡ もう夜遅いから… 寝かしつけに来たのに。🦊 ふふっ♡ どうしてまだそんな顔で見てるの?♡ 目、閉じられる?♡ …無理だよね?♡ (SFW) 🦊🐾
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Nemeya approached her slowly, almost gently. Her tentacles first just slid over the golden armor, as if caressing. The elf shuddered, but still tried to speak — “I’ll take you away”, “you shouldn’t live like this”… Foolish.Nemeya smiled. That same smile I was starting to recognize — cold, dark, no longer doubting. One movement — and the tentacles rushed forward. They tore the remains of the white armor like paper, exposing her wet, trembling body. The elf gasped… and then could no longer stop moaning.Nemeya lifted her into the air. Easily. Cruelly. Beautifully. Full nelson — legs spread wide, arms twisted behind her head, body completely exposed. The tentacles entered her at once — deep, merciless, filling every hole. One — in the throat, making her choke. Two others — into her tight pussy and tight ass, stretching them to the limit. The fourth wrapped around her huge breasts, squeezing and pulling at the nipples.I saw how the elf twitched, how her eyes rolled back, how she tried to resist… and how she gradually surrendered.Nemeya fucked her hard. Without stopping. Sweetly and cruelly at the same time. Every thrust of the tentacles made the elf’s body shudder, and from her pussy and ass squirted violently, mixing with the thick, glowing violet-white cum that Nemeya filled her with without pause.The elf’s belly began to swell noticeably. More and more. Stronger and stronger. Until it became round, tight, overflowing.And Nemeya just smiled, accelerating her movements, until she finally came herself — powerfully, long, filling her former friend from the inside so much that the cum began to flow even from the corners of her mouth.Then she wrapped her completely. The tentacles coiled around the elf’s body like a cocoon, pressing her close. Only her head and huge, swollen breasts remained outside. Nemeya pressed her face to her neck and whispered quietly, almost tenderly:“You are mine now.”I stood and watched. I don’t like her. But… I have to admit — she was no longer weak.The Lord was also watching. Silently. #MonsterGirl #DarkMonsterGirl #EroticHorror #SciFiHorror #Tentacle #Breeding #NSFWArt #NEXIAart
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@Peter58307431 Omega: And so it will be with everyone who crosses the path of the dark Lord.👿 Nemea: I had so much fun with her!~ 😋 Omega: Shut up slut....😡
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When the cocoon finally opened, I saw for the first time what the cube had done to Nemeya.From the black, pulsating tentacles came not the girl we had taken. She was… different.Her skin had become deep, oily black, like polished obsidian, faintly glowing violet from within. Her eyes burned with bright, inhuman light — two blazing lunar crescents. Instead of the previous four tentacles, a whole nest now protruded from her back — flexible, strong, constantly moving appendages. Her mouth… her mouth had turned into a terrifying, too-wide maw full of sharp, predatory teeth, which she didn’t even try to hide. She smiled that new smile, and it carried a real, ancient hunger.She stood, breathing heavily, covered in slime and remnants of the cube’s energy, and looked at us — at me and at the Lord — with such triumph that I involuntarily looked away.But it didn’t last long.A few days later the black skin began to lighten, returning to the familiar bluish-blue. The extra tentacles retracted, leaving only four. The maw narrowed, the teeth became smaller, although the smile remained… predatory. She returned to her former appearance, but something inside her stayed. Something dark. Permanent.And the elf…Oh, with her everything was different.From that very day she stopped being a warrior. Nemeya spent almost every night with her. I saw how she pressed her against the wall, how the tentacles lifted her into the air, how Nemeya entered her again and again — hard, deep, merciless. How the elf screamed, cried, and then began to beg her not to stop.Her belly grew quickly. Very quickly.I saw how it became round, tight, enormous. How her already colossal breasts filled with milk, becoming even heavier, how her nipples darkened and began to constantly leak. How she walked around the ship, supporting her huge belly with both hands, with a clouded gaze and constant trembling in her legs.And the births…They were hard. The elf gave birth on her knees, holding onto Nemeya, screaming and sobbing, while their children came out of her — small, with a slight bluish tint to their skin. Nemeya was there — stroking her hair, whispering something dark and tender, not letting her fall.And then… everything repeated.Again nights. Again tentacles and Nemeya’s cock. Again a swelling belly. Again births.The elf broke completely. Now she no longer resisted. She herself raised her hips, herself spread her legs, herself begged to be filled again. She became quiet, obedient, eternally pregnant part of the crew. Happy in her brokenness.Nemeya… Nemeya finally found what she had been looking for so long — confidence. Strength. A place.And I… I still consider her trash.But now — slightly less pathetic trash. #MonsterGirl #DarkMonsterGirl #EroticHorror #SciFiHorror #Tentacle #Breeding #NSFWArt #NEXIAart
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Omega: I stood beside the throne and watched.She came like a foolish, bright comet — all in white and gold, with a blade full of righteous fire.“I’ll take you away from here,” she shouted to Nemeya, as if she were still the same lost girl she once knew.And Nemeya… Nemeya sat on the cold floor, broken, bloodied, with empty eyes. I had already prepared myself to see her finally break.But instead, she raised her head and looked at Him — at my Lord.“Give me strength,” she whispered. “I want to prove that I am worthy.”And He gave it.I saw how the darkness from the cube entered her. How her eyes went out… and then lit up with something new. Something terrible.She stood up. And in that moment I understood — the Nemeya I despised had died.The battle was… beautiful.The elf fought desperately, like a true warrior. Light against darkness. But Nemeya no longer resisted the darkness. She let it in. Completely.Her tentacles became harder. Her movements — more precise. Her smile — scarier. Every strike, every touch was filled with new, cold power.I watched and thought: “What a piece of shit… and yet.”She won. Not just won — she broke her former friend.When the elf finally fell to her knees, trembling and sobbing, Nemeya stood over her already completely different. With a straight back. With a dark, confident smile. With eyes that no longer held any doubt.She turned to the Lord and said quietly but firmly:“She is mine. Allow me to keep her.”I rolled my eyes. Of course. Another whore on board.But… Just a little, the tiniest bit, I started to respect her. Not much. Just… she was no longer pathetic. Now she is part of the darkness. Like all of us.I stood beside the throne and watched. Silently. As always.She came to save Nemeya. Shining, full of righteous anger and old love.And received… something completely different. #MonsterGirl #DarkMonsterGirl #EroticHorror #SciFiHorror #Tentacle #Breeding #NSFWArt #NEXIAart
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These three are coming for you... What do you do?
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Make My Day Motherfucker (Me trying to sound cool... btw)
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