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Hiding out here

I'm sick of all my socials. I'm sick of the life that follows me around on those socials. It's a good life and I am grateful. But I want to be someone else for a while and so I'm here. I write spicy smut. I write vivid action. I write complicated women (and men) and put them in ridiculous made up scenarios I'd want to watch an anime of. I don't dream of being famous. I already was -- and it's why I'm sick of the other socials. I want to be widely read. And I know that I am because literotica has served me well. Let's see what Tumblr can do. My smutty isekai story combines contemporary romance and litRPG. "I got stuck in my Ex Boyfriend's MMO and Became the Sex Prize." Victoria kicked her deadbeat boyfriend Brian to the curb but got sucked into his game when she boxed up his shit to throw out. As a level 1 white priestess in the Land of Belagravia, she discovers her ex was quite the fuckboy online behind her back. Where was all this charm and diligence when she needed it?! Victoria befriends the red mage Relena, a level 30 glass cannon Brian stole a rare item from. She discovers he's been cheating on her with Relena... and that Relena is actually her boss Tom from work! Tom catfished Victoria's ex in an effort to get to know her and has been too shy to make a move. Now Victoria finds herself caught between the man of her dreams who only exists in the game and Tom/Relena who might be her only way back to the real world where Brian still owes her rent.

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ok you feral #%@&$es

Where are the fans at? I want to meet more fans of...

Saezuru tori wa habatakanai

Shutline

The Ghost's Nocturne

XXX Buddy

Plus any recommendations you've got for BL with spice AND plot 💕

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It’s herrrre 😭✨

I’ll post a summary after I read it. The full chapter should be up in a few days 💛

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I’m only here for Saezuru

Girl i dont even know how to use Tumblr yet here i am 🤷🏻‍♀️ I couldn’t find a community for this fandom really anywhere else (please tell me if one exists, where my ppl at), the most recent and interesting posts I found were on Tumblr (100 points to the people I stalked writing downright psychoanalyses essays on Yashiro, bravo) and can I give a shoutout to @soupscans and @itwearsadress for your incredible hard work while I have stalked you the past month ❤️

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I swear I'm not a bot

Posting something so the algo doesn't think I'm a fake person clicking on random stuff to train an AI.

Hi! I'm AJ and I write stuff, play video games, and work in tech. Anime and manga are my true loves beginning with Sailor Moon and going all the way through Monster, Fullmetal Alchemist (which is having A Moment right now), and even some the Netflix pandering stuff like Castlevania.

I wrote a fantasy novel about a girl cursed to live as a boy - not just ANY boy but the heir to the throne: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/152020268-witch-king-s-oath

I make TikToks for it because I'm learning hacks to help VR game developers market their Quest games.

Tumblr is VERY LIKELY to be my manhwa era. This is the only platform not run by a right wing nut job where I can find other Shutline, Saezuru Tori wa Habatakanai, and weird fan theories about Our Flag Means Death all in one place.

Glad to be here <3

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Yoneda-sensei on Twitter

“Only 8 more centimeters …”

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Brings new meaning to the term, “bountiful breasts.”

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Speak to me, dear lips that I have kissed in tears. If this filth I have written insults you bring me to my senses again with the lash as you have done before.

James Joyce

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More sinful bits from my erotica experiments...

““Please,” she whispered. He sensed a moment of opportunity, some invitation to fulfill her secret desire. She wanted to be dominated.   “Please, what?” he asked. “T-touch m-me,” she stammered, the red flush spreading out from under the black blindfold.   He tweaked the nipple of her loose breast, let go of her hair to wind the other arm around and cup the trapped one, pressing her back against him. She felt the full length of his hardened manhood now, forced down by the leggings, pointing along her back downward toward where her hourglass hips swept out from the spine.   He wanted to shove himself into her, wanted to feel her softness yield. They were still standing, three feet from her canopied bed, a tangle of her clothes on the floor. He walked her over to its edge and pushed her down. Instinctively, her hands came out to catch herself and he saw another opportunity, another invitation. He reached for her hands, clasped them, pulled them back behind her, using one hand to pin them together at the small of her back.   She shifted beneath him, a shadow of her strength threatening to unbalance him. He lifted his hips and realized she was positioning her knees underneath her, lifting her ass to him, the seat of her slacks pulled tight against her apple shaped buttocks. He sat back, half-kneeling against the bed, to take the in the sight of it, breath catching.   “Touch me,” she pleaded.   He obeyed, reaching out to place a hand against her ass, fitting the downward arc of his fingers to the innermost curve of her buttock. His index finger went along the seam of the pants, down to where the heat of her sex warmed it. She made a strangled noise, high and furious.  

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Dirtier scribbles too hot for Kindle. Exclusive erotica. Early looks at loose bits that quiver and shake. Give ‘em a poke.

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Sinful scribbles from another century. If even antiquity cherished dirty things done in dirtier places, who are we to scoff?

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Divine inspiration. #erotica #nsfw

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Why write the silly things

I love a good romance. Tension, drama. And good sex, more of the same. There are so many places you can go to read or to watch those things, now. But more fun than consuming that kind of media is creating it. Imagining some dynamic characters, putting them in terrible situations, then having them fuck their way out of it. It’s silly, of course. Nothing that will change the world. But why change the world when you can get by writing the silly things?

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Dirty little scribbles

"I... I want you to... Tease me," she stammered. "Tease you how?" He smiled back, raising one eyebrow, quirking the corner of her beautiful mouth. His black eyes sparkled with mischief. It made her shame burn hotter, like a flame inside her body. "M-my... my breasts..." She tilted her head down and strained to thrust her chest out, the leather around her neck holding her in place. Through half-lidded eyes she watched her tits rise and fall with her ragged breath, the pink rings of flesh puckering at the peak. Eiri reached out and took one nipple between his fingers, lightly pinching. "Like this?" "Yes..." she moaned. He gave it a sharp twist. "And this?" The dull pain sent a thrill of excitement down her belly. "Yes!"

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As you know, dearest, I never use obscene phrases in speaking. You have never heard me, have you, utter an unfit word before others. When men tell in my presence here filthy or lecherous stories I hardly smile. Yet you seem to turn me into a beast.

James Joyce

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Please enjoy my early work available at Literotica. An intimate bedtime tale of a vampire and a human in a new dominant/submissive relationship.