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consent is very important! that’s why I’m willing to edge you until I get it

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Pretzel girl is very flexible.

she's teaching him yoga

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she's so cute, the poor thing. what the fuck is he supposed to do with a pretty girl like this? (18+, a little smidge of dark!simon)

she's so dumb. she nods when he talks, says yes, simon, yeah when he asks her if he can take her home. she purrs yes, simon, m-more when he buries his masked face between her thighs as he makes her ride his covered mouth. she sings when he touches her, cries when his gloved fingers fuck her open, and she whines s-so good, simon, please, more, simon when he bottoms out into her soft cunt with all of his clothes still on.

vest strapped, thigh holsters still buckled, cargo pants still around his waist, nothing but his belt buckle open and his zipper down when he fucks you into the cushions of your couch. you're drooling, positively cock-stupid, bouncing with the rough rhythm he keeps. it's salvation, coming home to a pretty girl underneath him, and he wants to hold you hard enough to make you bleed when he grips the meat of your hips and watches your ass push back against him.

so dumb. so stupid. the prettiest girl he has ever seen, and she has no idea what it is that fucks the shape of them into her so that they will know if someone else has been here. she has no idea what the thing on top of her has done, has no idea how deranged and terrible his mind is, she doesn't know.

she never asked how he knew where she lived. she never asked how he knew which button to press in the elevator. she never asked how he knew to turn left instead of right. she never asked where he got that key, or why it worked when he opened up the door of her flat.

all she asks for is for him to fuck, please, simon--m-more!

she's so cute. she'll do just fine.

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fuck, i just remembered the butcher/serial killer ghost fic i have languishing in my wips

imagine being a reporter that's noticed a pattern in seemingly 'unrelated' murder cases spanning the past few months, and you realize that all of them involve the use of a butcher's tools- hooks, cleavers, bolt guns, etc.

so you go ask your local butcher (the big masked manc that tells awful jokes and doesn't entertain personal questions) a few questions. how hard is it to get a bolt gun? how difficult would this style of dismemberment be, given the tools of his trade?

he gives you bullshit, darkly jokey answers meant to confuse and terrify you. telling you things like 'bolt guns aren't hard to get hold of if you kill a butcher first' and 'cleavers don't usually cut through bone that thick, unless you're as big and strong as me'

it quickly becomes clear simon is messing with you, and when you lose your temper and blurt out that you think there's a serial killer in the area and can he please take this more seriously, he goes Far Too Still. dark eyes bore into you as the silence drags on to a deeply uncomfortable degree before he speaks.

you mean here, in this area? that shouldn't be. this is his turf, anyone who's anyone knows better than to muck about in his spot.

and the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes he's being set up. cutting up people using butchers tools in his back yard? they're trying to get him fingered as the culprit, and as soon as that particular lightbulb goes off, simon's pissed.

to your complete surprise, he tells you he's going to help you solve this, that he'll tag along with you on your investigation and use his knowledge of the tools employed and the area the bodies were dumped to help bring the killer to justice. if you ever try to question why he'd help you, he just reaches behind you, grabs a big handful of your ass, and tells you he's grown fond of the view.

[after all, he's done a fantastic fucking job of entertaining his hobby of killing off horrible, abusive fathers under the radar. he's been doing it for years, stalking and killing men who send their families running to shelters and hospitals and never seem to catch a consequence until he arrives. he never uses the tools of his trade, and he never shits where he eats- he always drives an hour minimum to go hunting. and now some faux copycat prick is gonna march into his backyard, leave some bodies, and try to leave big neon signs saying 'the butcher did it'? fuck that.]

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Maybe if he was a little less fuckable we wouldn’t be in this mess

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Gaz, Laswell, Nikolai, Ghost, Graves, Ale, Rudy, and fucking Herschel, "Morning, John"

Soap: "uh his first name is Captain"

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Schlocktober: A Fake Event Where Anything Goes

While other people are out here dropping Kinktober prompt lists with 9000 stipulations, I bring you this.

It's not a real October event, but it could be if you believe. The prompts are here for anyone to enjoy anyway.

Why "schlock"?

It means trash/junk, and that's the quality of content I'm striving for with these prompts. It's also fun to say.

But, y'know, if you want to take a prompt and turn it into a masterpiece of a whumpy longfic, go for it.

What fandom is this for?

Whatever fandom you want.

What ships can I write/draw?

Any of them.

Even [my fandom's most despised ship]?

Especially [your fandom's most despised ship].

What if I want to combine prompts? What if I want to write or draw things out of order? What if...

Go for it.

Are crossovers okay?

Do. Whatever. You. Want.

What if I want to create something problematic?

Send me the fucking link.

What does [prompt] mean?

You tell me. It's all open to interpretation.

Are there any rules at all?

Sure.

No AI use. If you need an LLM to write your schlock for you, consider a long walk off a short pier. If you need it to do your editing for you, use a beta reader instead. A stick figure drawn on the back of a napkin is better than soulless AI art.

Tag appropriately. 'Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings' means anything goes. 'No Archive Warnings Apply' means your work is guaranteed not to contain any of the major archive warnings (non-con, major character death, graphic violence, or underage sex).

No irl bigotry. Your characters can be problematic as all get out, but if you try to post a weird pro-JK Rowling essay or something you're not going in the collection, bud. Don't kill the vibes.

What are the vibes?

Just have fun.

But other people are having fun wrong!

Shut the fuck up.

Are you going to be doing this?

Probably not.

How do I participate?

There's an ao3 collection right here:

Schlocktober on ao3

Otherwise, just hashtag #schlocktober or something, idk. I don't expect anyone to actually do this.

Text version of the prompts under the cut.

Day 1:

Quadruple Fisting

Inappropriate Use of Labubus

Sex-Related Injury

Day 2:

Quesadilla Cocksleeve

Taking Notes During Sex and Grading It

MyPillow Humping

Day 3:

Erotically Burning Hair

Nostril Worship

Fuck or Live

Day 4:

Gap Tooth Kink

Pegging with a Square Peg

Peeling Sunburn

Day 5:

Not Squirting, Not Pee, but a Secret Third Thing

Nipple Sounding

Enemas to Lovers

Day 6:

Defiling a Puritan

Room Temperature Play

Edging on an Edge

Day 7:

Bidets

Too Many Legs

Shallow Throating

Day 8:

Lingerie Made of Crabs

Not Water Sports, but Water Leisure

Masturbation Pollen

Day 9:

Nonconsensual Consent (NCC)

Afterneglect

Last Time

Day 10:

Human Centipeding

Ball Slapping

Fuck or Die Trying

Day 11:

Sex on Meth

Plucking Hair by Hand

Harem on Strike

Day 12:

Second-Hand Creampie

Haggled Use

Age Progression

Day 13:

Cactus Insertion

Antibreeding Kink

Mechanical Bull

Day 14:

Banned on TikTok

Predator/Predator

Prey/Prey

Day 15:

Scissoring with Scissors

Butterplay

Cannon (Artillery) Compliant

Day 16:

Dueling Gloryholes

Inedible Cum

Purple Nurple

Day 17:

Pimple Popping

Lap Riverdance

Pain Without Pleasure

Day 18:

Nonconsensual Soloplay

Weakness Kink

Genital Swap (Not Whole Body)

Day 19:

Chip Clip Nipple Clamps

Spatchcocking

Wound Fucking

Day 20:

Boot Blasphemy

Understimulation

Gamma/Delta/Sigma (G/D/S)

Day 21:

CBT (Cognitive Behavioral Torture)

CBT (Cock and Ball Therapy)

Asparagus

Day 22:

Autocannibalism

Actual Jackhammering

Extrasensory Deprivation

Day 23:

Going in Dry

Aroused by the Smell of Rubber Cement

Sterilization Ritual

Day 24:

Genitals Stuck in Zipper

Ennui Kink

Earwax Wax Play

Day 25:

Actual Handcuffs (They're Under Arrest)

96ing

Sex as a Sedative

Day 26:

Hospice Roleplay

Gas Station Sex Pills

Balls So Blue They're Practically Purple

Day 27:

Extreme Temperature Cockwarming

Promiscuity Cage

Salt Daddy

Day 28:

Sex with Crocs

Anal Toeing

Breaking a Sex Contract

Day 29:

Coming in Someone Else's Pants

Clowns

Cloning Gone Wrong

Day 30:

Lube As Spit

Pet Work

Clear Showers (Character Is Adequately Hydrated)

Day 31:

Pumpkin Seed Snowballing

Candy Apple Coating

Ghost of a Sex Offender

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(me on a first date) and what do you think of the inherent intimacy of surgery? have you considered the love someone must have to put their hands under your skin and hold the most grotesque parts of you and put them back together nicely? is anyone really closer to you than that? we all get uh a little enamored on the surgery table don't we haha. wait come back

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vampire fledgling simon

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I know I'm preaching to the choir a bit, but if you are out here clutching pearls about something as simple as people thinking about sex you aren't comfortable with, how the fuck are we supposed to discuss complex concepts like the double edged sword of loving oneself as a marginalized person?

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me, covered in my blorbo’s blood after I wrote a fic about them

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"if you're going to write dark fiction you should explicitly state that it's not okay to do in real life so that a child doesn't see it and think it's okay"

actually i don't cater my art to children, my art is not intended for children, and it's not my responsibility to parent them. hope this helps

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RASPBERRY GIRL / MASTERLIST

Simon Riley masterlist

complete (Captain) Simon Riley/female reader 18+ mdni, explicit sexual content, blurry lines of consent. Captain Riley in his forties. Heavy daddy kink. Age gap relationship. Reader is neurodivergent. Each part to have their own individual tags and warnings.

Raspberry sweet roll Lemon meringue pie Funfetti birthday cake Rosemary focaccia Boston cream pie Brown butter chocolate chip cookies Little berry girl Hot chocolate and whipped cream Chamomile tea and berry girl's no good very bad day Not ready Guilt first meeting Duchess Pancakes Rhubarb Robbery Raspberry Girl

Raspberry Girl's recipes Raspberry Girl art by @/rayven-dark-fire

Divider painting and credit

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there's nothing more freeing for Ghost than knowing he might never have sex with you. holding your face between his hands and kissing you without an agenda, without a reason for it, sometimes soft and gentle, sometimes hard and desperate. he likes picking you out of his teeth, likes the popcorn kernels of affection that rot down to the root leaving cavities he won't find until he's deployed and they start to ache.

he could put a ring on your finger without ever feeling your cunt wrap around him, and it isnt something so respectable as the religious fanaticism that soap has, its more akin to a whale fall. the soft critters sucking pollution out of the dead tissue, the saltwater purging contamination from the blood, food and homes found in his ribs, bones repurposed into something bigger than him.

"biblically" thats how he'd heard it described once, knowing someone biblically. but what does he need a book for? he knows the whorl of your fingerprints, the veins of your eyes, the bpm of your heart —his fingers pressed tight against your wrist counting softly in the dark, one, two, three— so what could be closer, deeper? he doesn’t want it to just be sex, he doesn’t want to end the dance, he doesn’t want to be human with you, because he has erred so much, so deeply, he is so deeply human

and he doesn’t want to have sex,

and you don't make him,

and he doesn't have to wonder why.

it's because you love him too

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gaz who’s your number one believer. for instance, when you don’t think you can come again, there he is. buried balls deep inside you. cheering you on as you cry and doubt yourself.

“ah, none’a that,” kyle coos. “c’mon, luvie, you got it. just one more...”

then another, and another… and another after that, the man thinks to himself, lathering his fingers against your tongue and snaking them down to rub at your clit. the hand you put on his stomach is no use. he’s determined to have to see how resilient you are.

bucking into you, kyle grins—beams, rather—when you sob his name and cling his body to yours. convulsing and coming again. just like he knew you could.

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