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I'm honestly really upset, that I can't be fucked by a tentacle creature. I want it to wrap my arms and legs in it's tentacles so I can't move and then fuck my front and back hole and maybe my mouth until I lose my mind and maybe some more.

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I’m sitting in the shower, lightheaded cuz POTS, when tentacles come from the drain. They don’t help me feel any less lightheaded, but they definitely help me feel better about having to sit. Filling every hole, vibrating with excitement and pleasantly cool compared to the hot water

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I just want to be cuddled and held but at the same time I want to be fucked into a mattress so roughly I forget my name

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Powder calls him "Dad" when she wants something or seeks comfort. In the case of the latter she's not always aware that she does.

Part of my modern AU

"Sugar is not a condiment"

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more mer stuff

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Happy 10th anniversary timebomb nation!!

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Broken Heart

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His little miracle

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Miscellaneous Jinx Doodles~ 🩵🩷🩵🩷

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I want more egg laying via ovipositor porn. Not like you see in most porn where the one doing the laying feels nothing and the focus is on the one getting laid in. That shits boring. I want the one laying the eggs to get desperate and whiney and beg to be allowed to lay their clutch because it would feel so so good. Deny them until they’re squirming and sobbing and can’t hold back anymore because it hurts

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Never thought I would be I to ghosts but the idea of being bent into different positions in front of a huge mirror and seeing my vagina being fucked and not seeing anything but the large stretch of the cock makes me hot all over. Like I’m getting pounded from the back and in the corner of my eye I see myself pinning down my breasts on the carpeted floor and I’m just moaning as I see my ass and thoughts rippled from the rough thrusts. 

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Been going crazy lately about being your average, plucky, caving adventurer. Down into the dungeons to find... whatever!

It's been quite a few hours since you began—maybe even a day already!—and you're starting to get exhausted. You light a fire and unfurl your bedroll before grabbing a pot and a water skin to heat up a little kettle. Normally you wouldn't bother, but the thought of going to bed that sweaty after hours of hiking through stuffy caves and hallways is too disheartening. You take off your armor first and it hits the stone floor with a clink, then remove your underclothes and place them beside your armor in a neatly-folded pile. You have a cloth from your pack that you wet with the water from the kettle, now pleasantly warm from the fire, and begin to wash off all the grime from your trekking.

You don't feel it at first, initially mistaking that cold, wet sensation for the cooling water running down your legs, but then you feel your leg get enveloped by that chilled sensation. It's a slime, large and blue and extending a loose sort of foot toward you like an amoeba. The creature is slick against your skin with a subtle firmness that reminds you of gelatin. It shifts the swell of mass toward your body before you can pull away, quickly swallowing your other ankle and knocking you off balance with a scream. You don't want to be digested by this thing!

You writhe in its grip as it engulfs your legs, spread open by the force of it's movement. Your hands are useless against the surface, only getting stuck in the goop despite your struggling. Panic sets in, and you feel your skin at the ankles begin to tingle as it reaches your torso. You can't help but begin to cry as you prepare for the slow and painful death you've heard about from so many others.

...But instead of continuing to swallow you, it stops. You sniffle. The slime starts to sort of... convulse a little, making your skin tingle even more, but then you feel an odd pressure at your entrance. Your eyes widen. You can see inside the warped fluid of its body that it is becoming slightly cloudy in the center, and suddenly you're breached by a force that makes you gasp.

The volume of the slime wobbles as it continues trying to force itself past your entrance, making you feel more full than you've even been in your life. Somehow it feels as though it is gliding into you and inflating at the same time, and it fucks into you mercilessly until you're well and truly loose and practically drooling from the treatment. Your mind is hazy and clouded, and you realize you love how it feels, opening your legs up even more to the creature. It finally settles with a soft quiver.

You think it might be done, but from your position on your back you can't see the bundle of solidifying orbs forming in its nucleus. It's not until you feel them move against your stretched hole that you realize its implanting eggs withing you. You struggle, but you've nowhere to go while trapped in the slime. You cry out when one of the eggs moves past your hole, throwing your head back, but it pays no mind and only continues. By the time it's through, you're a bloated, flushed, shaky mess, and sweatier than when you started.

It begins to pull away and you let out an uneasy sigh of relief. Your wrists and stomach are wet from some sort of mucus on its surface. When it pulls away from your hole you somehow feel empty despite the eggs bloating your stomach a little. You're too exhausted to move as it slides away into the dark.

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Really just want to fuck a gargoyle tbh.

Imagining its skin with a texture like sculpted marble, unnaturally smooth and cool to the touch. Rainwater spilling impossibly from its maw, a drooling, insatiable mess. The low growls it tries desperately not to emit while I’ve got my cock shoved down its throat.

Imagining its skin with a texture like worn granite, rough and cracking with age. Scraping up my insides with every thrust, unforgiving. The patches of moss that crop up all over its body, leaving a slimy substance anywhere they touch me. [The moss does nothing to ease the pain, yet even as I’m begging it to stop, my hands wrap around its horns, pulling it ever closer.]

Do you see the vision.

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cantf stop thinking about frankensteins monster. ovulation fucking sucks but im like horny 24/7 like what the fuck. not like the movie versions of him but mary shelley's book vers of the monster. he's such a sad character but damn is he fucking hot. not only is he like super intelligent but he's also big. like 7ft tall big. im not into penetration much but fffuck imagining him fingering me with those thick fingers of his does something to me. i bet two fingers alone would barely fit. he'd be such a sweetheart too, he knows he's strong and could easily kill me but if he loved me he wouldn't, he'd use his strength to hold me down (tmi but i twitch a lot when i jerk off), he'd just keep me stuck to the ground while he ate me out. now im horny at work fuck

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your marginalized/oppressed characters should be more self-hating actually