#free does snippets

[frees-erotic-writings]

Let's have a snippet with Hinata getting ambushed by white zetsus and they use her as a means of making more powerful versions due to her hyuuga bloodline. Best way to do that is to break her then breed her. XD

TW: Rape, mind break, pregnant sex, incest

Soooo, this turned out longer than I intended. Hope you enjoy.

"Let me go!" Hinata gaspped as she was dragged off. Blushing angrily when she felt a hand groping one of her large breasts. She had to turn her head away when a moan escaped her. What with her tits being very sensative. "Don't do th-!"

A gasp left Hinata when her jacket, mesh shirt, pants, bra and panties were torn away. Leaving her completely naked. "Ah, n-no...! Don't do th-!"

But again, Hinata's protests fell short. Her pale eyes went wide with shock and horror at the sight in front of her. White Zetsus. Hundreds, no, thousands of them were surrounding her. The one that had dragged her off the road and ripped her clothes away had now tied her arms together at the wrists, while another held her legs apart. An ungodly huge cock, at least two feet in length rising up to meet her.

"No...! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!~" A scream left the helpless Hyuuga girl, when that massive cock speared into her pussy. Immediately bulging out her stomach with the shape of his cock. Tears were streaming from her pale eyes, as the Zetsu began to thrust his hips.

"NO! NO!" Hinata screamed, and then gaspped. The Zetsu that had torn her clothes away, his own massive cock was rubbing against her ass. "No! Not there! Not there!"

But the Zetsu ignored her protests. Ramming his cock into her ass, and making Hinata scream once again. The two Zetsu were soon alternating their thrusts. When one pulled back, the other thrust forwards. Hinata helpless to stop them. She could only scream, and struggle helplessly.

And soon, both her womb, and backdoor would be flooded with an incredible amount of cum. The sensation making Hinata's eyes go wide in shock and horror, causing her to scream again.

When the two Zetsu pulled out, Hinata collapsed to the ground. But before the notion to run could be processed, she was rolled onto her back. Forced into a mating press, as another Zetsu rammed his cock into her stuffed pussy. Pounding away relentlessly at the helpless kunoichi, while several other Zetsu surrounded her. Each of them stroking their massive cocks, as they watched their brother have his way with their new plaything.

"Please stop...!" Hinata had begun to beg. Moans escaping her when the Zetsu began to fondle her huge breasts.

"Nobody is going to come and save you~" The Zetsu would laugh. Deepening the mating press, just seconds before he flooded her womb with more cum. Pulling away, and allowing his brothers to coat Hinata with their cum. That Zetsu was quickly replaced by two more. One immediately began plowing away at her pussy. The other fucking her tits.

Hours later...

Hinata had been taken to an underground facility by the Zetsus. She was face down and ass up, as her pussy was being pounded so mercilessly from behind. Both her asscheeks having a red imprint of a hand from just how many times it had been smacked.

A moan left the kunoichi when she felt more cum spilling into her womb. She was exhausted. She needed to rest. But instead, she felt a hand tangle through her hair, and roughly pull her up.

"You belong to us now~" The Zetsu grinned wickedly, before beginning to facefuck Hinata. Showing her no mercy, just as his brothers had.

Days later...

"More!~ More!~" Hinata begged while riding one of the many Zetsu. A slutty smile on her face. And not wanting to deny their new plaything, three more approached her. One immediately shoving his cock down her throat. The other two forcing Hinata to stoke their cocks. Which she did with glee, and was soon rewarded by being covered and filled with the cum she had begun to crave more than air.

"I need more~ Please breed me~"

Months later...

"Yes!~ Yes!~ Keep fucking me!~" Hinata begged. Lying on her side. One leg raised in the air, while another Zetsu layed behind her. Holding her leg up, as he pounded her from behind.

Hinata was heavily pregnant at this point, but it didn't matter. She needed cocks. She needed to be fucked. And her horde of lovers was all too happy to accommodate her needs.

"Don't stop!~ Keeo fucking MEEEEEEEEEEE!!~" She screamed, as a geyser of cum shot into her. But it wasn't enough. "More~ Fuck me again~"

20 years later...

"You're such a slut mom~" Hinata's son admonished her. Groaning as he pounded into his busty curvy slut of a mother. The now MILF Hinata wearing a wedding dress, as her son loved to fuck her in it.

"But you love it~ You love fucking your pathetic slut of a mother, don't you?~" Hinata had not gone back to Konoha. In fact, she had forgotten it existed.

"I do~ But you're not my mom~ You're my wife now~" The Hyuuga/Zetsu hybrid groaned and bucked harder into the MILF.

That made Hinata giggle, and wrap her legs tight about her new husband's waist. "So selfish~ I still have to service your brothers~"

[freeusemuses]

A Wilde Time: 3E: Jaune had gone to the club in hopes to work off some stress. Now his endurance was being put to the test with this foxy redhead.

"What's wrong?~ You're not tired, are you?~" Crimson grinned down at the blonde she was currently riding. The wolf Faunus' arms were behind her back, as she rolled her hips over those of the huntsman in training. Doing so on one of the sofas in the VIP booths, which were in full view of the other club-goers.

"You've only cum twenty times~ There's a long way to go, before I'm letting you stop~" She laughed, and began riding him harder.

[realm-of-erotica]

Lewd Mashup 5F: It’s been a week since Pyrrha was defeated and captured by the orc warlord she was sent to kill. Let’s see how she’s handling her life as his personal prisoner~

Lewd Mashup, 5F

"Ahhh!~ Please!~ I'm so full!~" Pyrrha begged the hulking Orc Warchief that was currently ramming his massive cock into her pussy. Over the last week since her capture, Pyrrha had been subject to the leader of this war bands lust. Having been fucked day in, and day out. Barely allowed any time to eat or rest.

The craziest part was that Pyrrha was not opposed to this. She was loving every single second this went on. The only problem was that her womb was stuffed so full of the Warchief's cum, it couldn't accept anymore.

"Please~ Pull out, and cover me~ Please~" The fallen champion pleaded with the Orc, aa she could feel his cock throbbing, despite all the cum that had stuffed her.

Finally taking pity on his new plaything, the Warchief indeed pulled out. Only to cover Pyrrha’s entire body with his hot sticky seed. "A good look for you~ But we're far from finished with you~"

[fayn3ko]

For everyone who watched this version or wanted to - I made english subtitles and contacted the person behind this account (who also helped me). So now everyone can understand it :)

Also! I'm rn working on a version including all possible fragments I could find of the 1993/1994 cast, as long as they somewhat fit. To get a version which feels more like a proshot. We plan to probably publish it on this account as well, kinda as a vers. 2.

[wihlted]

for posterity

[caterpillarinacave]

Do you have any TLH snippets to share? Maybe something with Matthew and Alastair?

"Now if you'll excuse us, we best be going," Matthew said, beckoning at his sister from the bottom of the hill "Between the two dog's there's several dozen ticks due to be plucked off and murdered and I'd hate to be late to dinner."

"Is that a time consuming activity?" Alastair asked, bemused.

"Indeed," Matthew replied pleasantly, clipping the leather lead to Oscar's collar, "Besides, I can feel my gorgeous porcelain complexion beginning to wither beneath that sun."

-Post TLH, Summer, WIP Snippet

[jamiesfootball]

@jamietarttdodododododo thank you for your enthusiasm and for sending more emojis for the ask game! While I dig around for more snippets to inflict on people, have this one, which takes place right before these last two:

"You can kip here," Roy heard himself offer. He stumbled over the rug. "No sense in sending you off in an Uber; you'll have to come back to get the car anyways." "Yeah?" Jamie's voice was soft, smaller than it needed to be when filtered against the fluff of the cushions. "Yeah, yeah. I can pack in the morning." He added abruptly, like ripping off a plaster: "You could always come up to Manchester with me." Roy snorted. He made his way across the room to turn off the lamp. "Bit late for that. I've got strategy planning tomorrow, remember?" And what a shitshow that would be if he showed up hungover. Jamie deflated as surely as if Roy had flicked the light off inside of him too. "Oh, yeah, that's right."

[frees-erotic-writings]

Requests are open!

I'm writing here again, and I've got a new theme.

White Zetsu!

A horde of White Zetsu's have come to play. And by that, I mean that they're here to utterly ruin any woman they come across.

Active victims muses

Tsunade, Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka, Hinata Hyuuga, Hanabi Hyuuga, Anko Mitarashi, Samui, Mei Terumi, Yoruichi Shihouin, Rangiku Matsumoto, Isane Kotetsu, Orihime Inoue, Rukia Kuchiki, Nami, Nico Robin, Kara Zor-el, Dianna Prince/Wonder Woman, Starfire, Raven, Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao-Long, Kali Belladonna, Willow Schnee, Raven Branwen, Sienna Khan, Cinder Fall, Emerald Sustrai.

Note: A name in bold, is a muse I want to really write for. A name in bold and italics, is one that takes priority over the others.

[freeusemuses]

Wishlist 1D: Just curious if Vex would like to meet a certain handsome half-fey~

Well this was one way to unwind after a long day's hunt! Vex didn't quite know who this handsome mysterious stranger was. And quite frankly, she didn't really need to know his name at this point. After, yes. But right now?

"This bed had best be splinters by the time you've finished with me~" The gorgeous half-elven Ranger moaned out. A smug satisfied smile on her face, when she heard the bed begin creaking in protest. That handsome purple haired stud railing into her. Showing her no quarter.

[realm-of-erotica]

Crazy Lust 3A: Terra attempts to cast Dominate Beast as she hears growls outside her tent…only to realize it wasn’t a normal wolf stalking towards her, and werewolves are harder to tame

Crazy Lust, 3A

Things happened in a blur for the poor Druid. One moment she was attempting to cast her spell, the next she was dragged out of her tent, and...

"F-fuck!~ You're so rough!~" The Wood Elf croaked out thanks to the big clawed paw grabbing her neck. The beasts hips ramming up into the helpless Elf. Driving its massive cock deep into her. Each thrust bulging out her stomach with how big the cock was.

The large lycan let out a growl that sounded remarkably like a laugh. Hips bucking up harder and faster, getting more hoarse moans out of the beautiful Druid.

"I can feel it...!~ You're going to cum...!~" Terra moaned out hoarsely. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head with each thrust. And with the grip that monster had on her, Terra couldn't stop him ... no. No, she wouldn't stop him! Her screaming moan was mixed with the howl the werewolf made when his knot slipped into Terra. Filling her womb with his hot sticky seed.

But that was just the beginning of Terra's night.

[miniongrin]

Statute of Limitations (Immortals AU)

Wrote 800 words for an AU that’s been rotating in my brain for over a year that I still haven’t written, but I’m posting this anyway because I do what I want.

AU context, sparknotes edition: Ingo couldn’t get sent back directly to the future for timey-wimey reasons and spent 140 years immortal, chilling in the Coronet Highlands. Accidentally befriended/tamed/domesticated the feral cat of a man we know as Volo (also immortal) while he was waiting to catch up to the future and his twin. Now the Nimbasa trio has been reunited for over a year and Volo is the twins’ weird roommate and Elesa’s bitchiest bestie.

~

“Hang on,” Elesa says one night, as they’re sitting around the twins’ living room eating Sinnoh takeout, two and a half hours and two-thirds of the way into an hour-long documentary on Hisui. They keep pausing to give Ingo and Volo the chance to expound on whatever topic the documentary didn’t have the time or information to elaborate on themselves; Ingo���s infodumping is familiar and comforting, while Volo’s is a bit of a surprise but hilariously bitchy. Even when the documentary gets things right. “Volo—you consulted on this? Historically?”

“That makes it sound like I did so fifty years ago,” Volo sniffs. “I was a historical consultant on the topic. Mostly by mail; by the time they were making this, Cynthia was a little too popular for me to go wandering around Sinnoh without a good excuse for looking like her fraternal twin.”

So, yes, but in fifty words instead of one. Cool. “You like… you got paid money for this? Is this your job?”

Volo makes an dismissive sound. “Yes, I got paid for it, but it’s not exactly reliable work, nor does it pay greatly. As a historian, the best money is in research grants, but those are a little hard to get a hold of without extensive history at a university, and my need to shuffle identities every decade or so did clash with the need to accumulate that sort of history.”

“…So, yes but no?”

Volo rolls his eyes at her. “Yes, but no.”

Elesa mulls over that. She doesn’t unpause the documentary just yet, because there’s a niggling question in her brain now—

“Do you have a job?” Emmet asks before she can. “You’re here a lot.”

Volo huffs, deciding to take offense in that catty way of his, so Elesa jumps in before letting him answer: “Dude, you’re clearly loaded, I have never once heard you say a thing about hopping back and forth between here and Sinnoh and plane tickets aren’t cheap. Frankly, neither is this apartment, and I’d be surprised if you’re just letting the twins pay for it all.”

Volo regards her shrewdly for a moment, then hums as his eyes slide away. “Don’t worry about it.”

That is the least satisfying answer on the planet. She and Emmet immediately turn to Ingo for answers.

“I do not worry about it,” Ingo says immediately.

Elesa and Emmet’s eyes meet. Weird, suspicious emphasis with no real answer. Hmmm.

“I am Emmet. Are we harboring a fucking criminal?” Emmet demands.

Volo sputters. “I beg your pardon? That’s your first assumption?”

“That’s not an answer,” Elesa points out, entertained. “He’s only going to get more suspicious the more you avoid giving one.”

“And you, of course, are virtuously on my side,” Volo mutters bitchily. “The disrespect! And here I thought we had something. A camaraderie, if you will—”

“It’s not like you’re a poacher, Ingo would worry about it a whole lot if that were the case,” Elesa interrupts him. “I can’t really imagine you beating someone up—”

“I can,” Emmet says.

“—without going full-on crazy eyes,” Elesa corrects herself. “So this hypothetical crime you may have committed and have definitely not denied committing is probably, y’know. Petty. Which fits, because you are a petty, petty bitch!”

“I,” Volo says with dignity, “am the classiest bitch any of you will ever meet.”

“I am the classiest bitch in this room, but nice try.”

“You’re all cutting-edge fashion and avant-garde, that’s not the same thing as class.”

Elesa gasps loudly in overblown offense. “You take that back!”

“Ladies, you are both pretty,” Emmet intones. “Ingo. Has Volo committed crimes? Yes or no.”

Ingo pinches the bridge of his nose. “He doesn’t have a valid birth certificate and yet has had a functional passport for decades despite being stuck at twenty-seven. Of course he’s committed crimes, we knew that already.”

“I am Emmet. I meant for money.”

Ingo shrugs and reaches for a new can of soda. “Well, that’s none of my business.”

“Ingo.”

“Look,” Volo sighs, “can any of you truthfully tell me that you’ve never talked to a particularly out-of-touch gentleman whose lone battling Pokémon is holding a useless nugget of gold worth more than everything you have on your person and thought, you know, I bet I have an island somewhere that I could sell this moron?”

There’s a beat of silence. Emmet snorts. Ingo puts a hand over his face that doesn’t hide the amused curl to the corner of his mouth.

Elesa cackles. “Oh dragons, you scam rich people for a living? I need to hear about this right now immediately. Story time! Funniest scam you’ve done, let’s go.”

“Accusing me of being a scam artist now?” Volo snips facetiously, but he’s smirking. “I will confess to nothing. …At least, not until I have the chance to check the statute of limitations for a few things.”

[waywardsalt]

is this anything

[robotsandramblings]

my previous post led me to check out the wikipedia page for Dante's Inferno and i can't believe i've never read it before????????? it sounds fuckin RAD

[angeltism]

how I feel genuinely considering adding a translation of the odyssey to my birthday wishlist

[katebeckets]

because tumblr is the gif website, I feel like everyone here should understand the work that goes into creating a gifset. because I think not everyone does, and it’s a huge part of why people don’t respect gif makers the way that they should.

the simplest gifs you will ever see me post still take the better part of an hour to create. because in order to make a gif, you need the material—for me, that means taking screen captures of videos or finding a download for them, both of which take time. then you have to open photoshop and create your gif, which can take a really long time depending on how quick photoshop is, how long the gif you’re making is, the size, any number of variables. and then I always color my gifs from scratch. if there’s dialogue, I listen over and over to try to make sure it’s correct, sometimes I look up transcripts, and sometimes it takes time to decide how to break up the dialogue. so even if it’s a simple two-gif set of a short scene, it will take the better part of an hour at least. and again, this is for the simplest gifsets I create.

so when I gif a scene, I am spending at least an hour with that tiny little snippet of material. which means that whatever it is that is featured in the gifset, it’s something that I like or tolerate enough to spend at minimum an hour with it. and this is why it DOES NOT MATTER if you are not critiquing the gif itself, gif makers do not want to hear every negative thought you have ever had about an actor, character, scene, or anything else they may have made a gifset for. if you want to complain about something, make your own post.

do not take someone else’s creation as a chance to complain or make nasty comments about anything featured in it. if I am willing to gif something, it means that I am willing to spend my own free time looking at it and working with it and creating something with it. so even if it isn’t my favorite scene or character or actor or whatever, I like it enough to watch the same three second clip over and over again for the better part of an hour. and yes, you’re just one person, but imagine a gifset with 100 notes. say 50 of those are reblogs, and 20 have some sort of complaint in the tags. you only see the tags of people who reblog from you, but OP will see all the tags. which means it’s not just your complaint, it’s all 20 different complaints about the thing they liked enough to make a gifset for.

and look—I understand it’s your blog and you can say whatever you want. I understand that I am creating something to be seen by other people and I don’t get to control what people say or do in the tags. if you read this and think fuck that, I can do what I want, you’re right. the purpose of this post is to remind you that you can do whatever you want, but the consequence may be that the people who are creating content for your fandoms stop posting altogether because they get sick of reading everyone’s negative opinions.

all that said, for the love of god: if you like something, reblog it. send asks and tell people you like their creations. say it in the tags. send things to friends. DO NOT REPOST THINGS. if you want to reap the benefits of other people creating things, make them feel like their work is appreciated.

[the-bar-sinister]

So AO3 (apparently) got scraped for content for another AI model again, and that means a lot of people are suggesting that you should archive lock your fics so that they can't scrape your writing.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to suggest that.

Do I like the corporations are using fanfiction for AI models? Absolutely not.

But you can't steal work that's already freely given.

When I post my fanfiction to AO3 I'm sharing it for free to anyone who wants to read it, and archive locking it puts another barrier between my writing and someone who might want to read it.

Some snippets of work I wrote might someday end up in some AI generated text some day. Okay. So what? How does that meaningfully impact me? How does that harm me? How does that take away from my work?

If you want to lock your work that's great, but I'm not hoarding my fanfiction away from others.

I don't write for profit and I'm not competing with AI.

My fanfiction will always be shared freely.