#literal dead dove do not eat

[send-me-a-puffalope]

i feel like a waiter 💀💀💀

[siscon-stsg]

could you write a scenario about gojo fucking his sweet little virgin and innocent sister. When he looked so long her cunt, she blushed and said;

Nii-chan, p-please don't look at it

I love your writings <3

(CW: incest, innocent and virgin reader, my bad writing and not beta'd, satoruniichan being manipulative cuz yeah that's him. name-calling. oral (f receiving). corruption. degradation if you squint i guess? finger-sucking. cliff hanger cuz i'm evil)

THANK YOU PRETTY BABY YOU'RE THE BESTTT!!! i'm kissing you on the mouth mmmmmmwah c'mere. i suck at writing full pieces, haven't done it in literal AGES, but i did my best for you!! so sorry if it sucks!! my brain hurts i am not used to thinking for long periods of time. /j

satoru's eyes were impossible to escape from. he'd always make you feel naked under his gaze, like two stars sucking the light out of the night sky.

but now they gazed down at you with such hunger it was almost threatening.

“hmmm,” he hummed with a grin, long fingers tracing aimless patterns all over your wet cunny; “don' close y'r legs, pretty. don' ya wanna make your big bro happy?”

and that only made you whimper more. what was so entertaining about this? you struggled not to close your thighs around his pretty head of white hair. “niichan! don't look!”

your parents could be home any minute! what would they say if they saw you like that? knees to your chest on the living room couch, satoru inspecting you down there like he was eyeing a ring at a jewelry store!

he played with your puffy lips, rubbing them up an down. he pulled down the hood around your clit, he stretched your entrance to the sides with both thumbs; only to laugh at the sticky trails of pussy juice drooling down from it.

“why not?” satoru had to laugh at you. some nerve you had to complain, really, when your little pussy was drenched and pulsing, so far untouched. he spat on you, spreading it around your pink flesh with a thumb, and smirked when it got you all squirmy.

“c'mon, be good 'n stay still”. a firm, steadying hand pressed down on your tummy. “y're more than old 'nough to still be a virgin, y'know? i'd be embarrassed if i were you”.

was that true? was not having sex at your age that bad?

satoruniichan always had so many friends, did so much better in school than you, was always dating one girl or another... he'd know about that sort of thing, right?

after all, you were always picked on for being the prune little sister. your parents never approved of any boy you had a crush on, and being a good daughter you never went against their wishes.

satoru caught on your dilemma quick. he leaned in close, blowing his hot, tickly breath teasingly over your clit. “wan' big bro to change that?”

“change w-what? hm!” you moaned. this time you couldn't stop your thighs from closing when satoru's lips sucked on your clitty, slurping loudly until you cried out.

“pop y'r cherry, dummy,” your big bro chuckled. “that way, y' won' be so pathetic anymore”.

the name stung, “pathetic”. tho you could barely think about that with satoru loudly licking, slurping, kissing, burying his face into your pussy. nose into your clit, and purring. arms hugging your hips so you can't escape his hungry stimulation.

you couldn't even think, only moan and shiver. were big brothers even supposed to do this sort of thing to their little sisters? but then again, it felt so good!

satoru pulled back with your clitty slurped between your lips, giddy for the cute cries you let out. “'nd?” he said, voice much deeper and husky than before.

“c'monnn, say yes!” his cheeks puffed up and satoru pouted, like a spoiled child begging for candy. only that this “child” was rubbing your clit in tight frenzied circles with his thumb, not slowing down even as you trashed and squirmed and whimpered. satoru dove tongue first into your soppy hole, muffling his words in your sloshy muscles: “d'y' wanth t' be p'thethic 'll y'r lwife 'r noth?”

“n-niichan!” is all you could say, or cry. your muscles were stiffing up, specially down your belly. satoru seemed impatient, because his tongue swiftly exchanged placed with two long, too long fingers that crooked inside your virgin pussy. he felt around, until finding your gummy, sensitive little walls.

he thrusted and thrusted from his wrist at a sadistic pace, laughing at you and at your slutty teary face. you were going to be such a whore, he just knew. “wanna cum, huh? my pretty sluts wan's to cum?”

“y-yeees!”

your clit felt on fire under his slimy tongue. your walls were spasming, pussy crying as much as your eyes and it was like your body was made of jelly. you shivered and cried, and when your back arched, hips bucking against his hand, your eyes saw heaven and stars twinkled behind your eyelids and

satoru stopped.

“noooo! no! why'd you sto- mmph!” his slick fingers stopped your whining by thrusting down your throat. you almost gagged, throat and pussy convulsing in synch.

the albino sat back on his heels without pulling back from your mouth; one hand fumbling with his sweatpants until it came out springing. angry red, leaky, pulsing, and he rubbed the tip of his dick a couple times against your slit with a deep grunt.

“didn't give ya permission t' cum, did i? now open up f'my cock, slut”

[grlpartdoll]

I'm sorry this is gonna be so gross but mysoginistic gross, old values, fuckiiinnnnggg no manners whatsoever, weirdo freak pervert ! Simon is stuck on my mind.

He's so casually perverted, so fucking offensive.

You're just his boss' little toy (his wife) there's no reason he can't plant his cock in some tight warm walking hole when it's around, right?

No reason that he couldn't just corner you at all times of the day, feeling you up "accidentally"

If you ask about it, he just laughs in your face and tells you you're being a sensitive little girl about it.

Casually, as you sit with your husband John and Johny and Gaz, lifts up your shirt, rubbing at your belly idly. Murmuring something about how good you'd look full and round. (You ignore that he also mentions you being full of his seed)

When you mention wanting to go back to college during one of your dinners with the team, he just laughs, full belly deep, the sound sooo condescending its almost scathing. (Your belly swerves and heats up)

He doesn't even look at you, just turns to John, his face so fucking arrogant, with that creepy Glasgow smile, and tells him that "his little trophy breeding mare is getting big ideas !"

When you cry about that, he just coos in between bites of his food. "C'mon, pet, you can't actually think you're meant for anything more than parading around and being full of cock all day?"

Okay sorry this is SOOO fucking gross

[angeldustthewhore]

Hello Tumblers and Baddie Fumblers, this is my first attempt at a promo post so please be gentle. 😊

Hazbin Hotel is my current hyperfixation so I figured I'd try and break into the role play scene on this site. 🤗

For obvious reasons, be 21+ ONLY. Mun is 25+ themselves. MINORS DNI. 🤬

Other than being of the legal age to consume alcohol in the United States, my ideal writing partner would be someone who enjoys writing dark and/or dead dove subjects. And although it isn't an absolute necessity to write with me, I do find that when the plot is vanilla for too long I tend to get bored and lose interest. I crave drama. 🔥

I'm happy to write any type of relationship between our characters, be that familial, friends, romantic, enemies, etc. if you can dream it, we can write it. 🌈

I do enjoy writing ERP, but we don’t have to include that if it makes you uncomfortable. I’m also always more than willing to do a ‘fade to black,’ moment. If you do choose to do an ERP with me, by default I tend to make Angel a bratty sub. I can and will write him as a top, but it is not my preference to do so. 😌

As far as ships go, I am willing to write just about any MxM ship. TW: I am what you'd consider a proshipper myself, because I do ship AngelNiss and ValAngel, but I also ship the normal stuff like Huskerdust. I understand that most people find those types of ships repulsive, so I will always use the appropriate tags when posting content of them so that you can block the tags. If that’s a deal breaker for you then I am very sorry, but I can’t stop being me, babes. 🤷‍♀️

I won't personally write Angel as being in a romantic or sexual relationship with a female character because he is canonically gay and I want to respect his sexuality, but if you do that, more power to ya. 🌸

I actually enjoy writing some of the more taboo and weird stuff including dead dove topics such as: incest, mpreg, age gaps, gender swaps, futas, dubcon, noncon, and so on and so forth. So if you want to rp something but you’re afraid of it coming off as strange, please don’t be afraid to reach out. The worst I can say is no, right? ✨

I tend to write multiple paragraphs per reply and in the third person style but I don't mind matching my partner's style instead. 📝

If you’re interested in writing with me, drop a like or DM me and let’s start hitching some kind of plot together! 💙

[velvet-games]

fucked up staticmoth time! (no idea if this is good or not lol; I've never written dead dove-adjacent stuff before)

cw for dub/non-con, (extremely) unhealthy relationship dynamics, acephobia, racism

I wrote vox as kind of a disaster bi that fell in love with everyone in favorite, which I thought would be incompatible with aroace vox, but! I think it's perfect actually.

I present to you:

aroace vox who was rejected by everyone, who never had enough actual romantic/sexual experience in life to realize she'd never felt allo attraction (she does love very deeply, just not like that)

asian vox who feels emasculated by the stereotype that asian men are impotent/undesirable and will fight to the death to prove that he does indeed fuck (she doesn't)

transfem vox who is so unbelievably repressed that she overcompensates by playing the role of a dominant, hypersexual man after death

vox who is so immediately enamored by valentino's attention that she interprets the feeling of validation as love

vox who starts to believe that alastor's criticisms of her must've meant he was just a heartless asshole and never really her friend in the first place

(mildly) sex-repulsed vox who learns from valentino that love and sex are supposed to feel uncomfortable and scary

valentino who implies on several occasions that aroace people aren't real; they're just boring prudes who aren't hot enough get laid! sex is a part of human nature, mi amor; relax, it's all in your head.

sex-repulsed vox who loves valentino anyway, because the moments of genuine comfort and affection are special to her

they'll always be special to her, unfortunately

sex-repulsed vox who is so paranoid about valentino getting bored of her that she discovers her hypnosis powers while trying to convince him to fuck her

he still wants to fuck her, right? she's still worth something?

maybe val never really liked her, maybe he was lying about finding her attractive, but vox can make sure he wants to stay. and it's supposed to feel bad when it happens; it's the least she can do to endure it ...

vox who starts to feel sick to her stomach thinking about valentino touching her, but it's just butterflies. she's just nervous. she's just in love.

vox who gets trigger happy and starts hypnotizing val when he shows any signs of being out of her control

vox who eventually can't tell how much the hypnosis has done and how much of val is actually intact

vox who wants to care about that last part, but who does she have if valentino leaves her?

[mearchy]

I used to read a lot of really really dark sad whump fics pretty much exclusively. Characters getting absolutely mentally and physically annihilated in the worst, most soul-crushing circumstances possible. Lots of hurt no comfort. Lots of apocalypses. Over the past five or six years, I’ve turned to reading mostly stories about characters getting dogs and having adventures with them, or growing old together, or escaping bad circumstances against all odds. Fix-it AUs. Slice-of-life fics. I’m not necessarily a happier person. I think I just value those stories more than I did. Something something the dystopia is here something something wisdom comes with age. Dykwim

[slutbee]

cw dead dove

john forcing sam to have sex with dean to learn “the ropes” but hitting him whenever he does something wrong/awkward, which of course deeply offends dean but what can he do? john did the same thing to him when he was sam’s age….

it’ll be good for him. after all, dean turned out fine.

[darkdoverpseeker]

hi ! 24f looking for some new writing partners on discord :] please be 21+ , and match my energy when it comes to plotting and interacting . i like gushing about our ships and plot, making edits , and pinterest boards if i'm invested :] im a semi-literate to literate writer, and also like doing back and forth and texting threads . my activity fluctuates , but i'm a laid back partner and i like talking ooc . i gravitate towards f/f ships but i also like f/m ships if the plot is good and exciting. i love angst and drama and intense romance . i write smut with muns im comfortable with and have plotted with . possible 🕊️ tw depending on what kind of things you're interested in!

currently wanting : oc x oc fandomless , or fandom roleplays (oc x cc or cc x cc ) . any ship are up for discussion .

fandoms : the vampire diaries , legacies, the originals , twilight , yellowjackets , the boys & gen v .

things i like !

gothic romance . monster romance ( vampires , werewolves , etc ) . historical / period. medium to high fantasy . scifi . dystopia . survival games . horror movie tropes . celebrity and musician verses . soulmates . exes . rich people drama . seasonal plots ( so rn im in a halloween mood! ) and more :]

if you're interested please like this .

like if interested!

[lunapwrites]

I'm reminded of a fic I wrote a while ago, exploring the idea of Sirius and Remus getting a dog, ostensibly for Harry. The dogs in that fic were inspired by my own, with Stegosaurus taking much of her story and personality from Freyja. And what prompted me to write it (aside from a prompt from Imp) was the realization that Freyja was getting old, and sort of quietly contemplating her mortality, and the inevitability of needing to say goodbye.

With that said, I did not anticipate needing to say goodbye so soon, nor so suddenly.

I need to put this somewhere so I can stop replaying it. It's explicit and it's fucking sad and no one is under any obligation to read it. I just need it to be in a place that can be seen that my partner won't see. Because I lied to him, slightly, about the particulars. And I don't want to remember right now, but I don't want to forget either.

I wish that it had been quicker and easier than falling asleep for her, like it was in the fic. She deserved that. It was quick, true, but it was not easy. It was ugly. And she fought it.

She'd been sick, but was improving. Kidney disease and an enlarged heart, they said. All at once. Vet had us treating the kidneys first, hoping it would take pressure off her heart. And it seemed to be going okay. She'd gotten her energy back and was eating, even if not as well as she had in the past. She was playing with her toys again. She tried to steal my cookies not five minutes before it happened.

We were sitting on the couch. Feeding Bean, winding down for the night, getting ready to go to bed. She was curled up in her corner like normal. And then suddenly she stood up and she came over towards me, and started whining. Like, really whining, like I'd never heard her whine before. I still clocked the tone, it's just she's never been in pain before. She's never had to be. She started getting louder. And her legs started buckling under her, and she leaned her head over the side of the couch, and she just moved and sounded wrong, and then she made a noise. And in the fic I described this as "a funny little noise" because I'd never actually heard it myself before but wow did I undersell it. It's awful. It was like all the air got pushed out of her lungs. Worse than a wheeze. Like Christopher Lee had coached her how to sound like she'd been stabbed in the back.

And then she fell. Tipped forward off the couch in a way that no dog naturally moves and fell on the floor like she had no bones in her body. Head, limbs all at an unnatural angle. Literally spilled. She slid. Eyes wide and wild and she was still breathing. Still there, but not. Tongue lolling out of her mouth so hard I thought she was choking on it. Drool everywhere. I called my partner inside the moment she fell. She was still breathing. Weak, erratic, but it was there. I carried her out to the car and he got Bean in her carrier and we hauled ass to the ER. But I knew we were too late before I even got her out the door - she'd pissed everywhere. And I'd seen her eyes as I put her inside. Glassy. Tongue back in her mouth. There was no resistance when I carried her, and she hated being carried. Hated it.

Anyway she was pronounced DOA. The vets were very kind. Helped us figure out what to do with her. I left her there wrapped in her favorite blanket and I'm waiting for her to come back in the little box I picked for her. We think her heart gave out, and the vet agreed. She just turned thirteen.

My partner and I have been beside ourselves. We've had her for the entire time we've been living on our own, and she's seen us through every major milestone we've had so far. And she won't see another.

Odin is in a weird place. He's never been the only dog before. He was hoarded and then fostered and then came to us, and her. They didn't get along very well. She bossed him around something fierce. He still rushed to her side when she fell. He's okay most of the time but every now and then he just seems lost. Like he's waiting for her to show up and take charge again, even if he hated when she did. I left for an hour and he waited at the door for me too. For me to bring her back, like I had been with all her appointments.

I was able to open my front door for the first time in eight years yesterday without needing to manage a tiny, angry little whirlwind offended by its existence. I was relieved. I was devastated. My partner came inside and only one dog was screaming at him. Destroyed him all over again. I told him that she wasn't in any pain, and that it had been that sudden. That she'd just dropped out of nowhere. I didn't tell him that she knew. That she felt it. That she was scared and in pain for about ten seconds. Three audible whines. That was it. But that's more than he needs to know.

This sucks. I'm sad Bean won't get to properly meet her, because she was such a personality. I am really shaken by how sudden and violent it was, and the fact that she was within arms reach - I just was holding Bean and couldn't grab her. And mostly I just miss her. Like a lung. A really noisy lung that shed like crazy, and loved everyone she met. I'm fucking gutted. Between this and my mom being diagnosed with cancer and having a whole ass child this has been the most difficult summer of my life. I'm hoping, sincerely, that this is the last hard thing for a while.

Anyway I know this was a lot. If you did read it, sorry - but also thank you for listening.

[flameof]

Okay, Gundam SEED Freedom has completely taken over my brain for the past 24 hours. I ABSOLUTELY MUST GUSH LORE AND PUT IT DOWN SOMEWHERE.

Naturally, there will be major spoilers for Freedom below the cutoff. If you don't want to be spoiled, then TURN BACK NOW, PLEASE.

Okay, we good? Good.

First the lore: A major theme throughout quite honestly the entire SEED series is that of Destiny. Rau le Creuset believed it was humanities destiny to destroy itself, Gilbert Durandal believed humanity would be happiest if their destiny was determined by genetics, and Foundation, the nation introduced in Freedom, follows in Durandal's footsteps, only to a more violet degree.

The main thing that differs Foundation from Durandal is the existence of Accords; basically Ultimate Coordinator MK2. At some point between Ulen Hibiki's initial experiments that created both Kira Yamato and Rau le Creuset, and Durandal being a part of whatever it was when he devised the Destiny Plan (as well as whatever created Rey za Burrel), two particular individuals were a part of the overall scheme. These two were Aura Maha Khyber (the blonde loli), and Lacus' mother.

That's right. Lacus Clyne is an Accord. She, alongside Orphee Lam Tao (blonde dude), were designed with the express purpose of running the Destiny Plan as a couple. Arranged marriage between Coordinators is no big surprise, let's be real. Hell, Lacus was probably genetically coded to be attracted to Orphee, shown in the movie by certain scenes (not show how else to describe them).

But, as you might guess (or know, if you've seen the movie), Lacus still chooses Kira over Orphee. Why? Well, time for some theorycrafting.

It's my believe that the main message of Freedom is one of Nature VS Nurture. Who we are genetically vs Who we are, raised by our environment.

Kira Yamato is a First Generation Ultimate Coordinator, so while he's outstanding compared to normal Coordinators, he pales in comparison to the Accords. But, Kira always said he was more than just the byproduct of Ulen Hibiki's hubris. More than a child of Ulen, he is a Yamato; raised and nurtured by Caridad and Hamura Yamato, after being entrusted to them by Via Hibiki, his mother by blood. Kira's kindness may very well be engrained into his DNA, but it was something he was taught to value by the Yamato's. He could have easily become conceited, like so many other Coordinators, but he didn't.

Just the same, Lacus Clyne, as far as we knew up to Destiny, was raised by the late Siegel Clyne, who almost certainly taught her to value people based on who they are, not what they represent. She can be cunning underneath her cheerful exterior in her youth, but she gravitated towards Kira because he was Kira Yamato; the kind boy who stuck his neck out for a stranger.

A wise dragon once said: Destiny is little more than the sum of our choices. I feel this quote perfectly encapsulates the core of SEED as a whole, not just Freedom. Destiny shouldn't be something chosen for you; it should be something you yourself choose. And in the end, Lacus chose Kira. A common theme in Freedom was the idea of 'Loving someone because you need them', which Lacus herself refutes with "You don't love someone because you need them; You need them, because you love them". Its a sentiment that Kira actually shares, when the woman holding Lacus at knife point threatens to cut our her tongue, or gouge her eyes out, and see if Kira still loves her then, Kira's immediate response... is of course I'd still love her; she's Lacus.

The Destiny Plan, laid out by Durandal, and worked on by so many, like Aura and Lacus's mother, was (ha ha) destined to fail, and I believe it all comes back to the choices two parents, unrelated to each other, made for the sake of their children. Because Via Hibiki got Kira and Cagalli to the Yamato's and Athha's, and all because Siegel Clyne taught Lacus to value the kindness of a stranger, over the power of your destiny.

Funnily enough, I'm remembering a line Kuzzey says back in SEED, about just how much work went into making Lacus's voice the way it is. Turns out; a lot.

It also makes me wonder if Meer Campbell was something of a backup plan, since she sounds identical to Lacus.

Okay, gushing about the new lore done. Now, let's talk about the awesome.

First off: The Immortal Justice is a Shinn Asuka suit, not an Athrun Zala suit. I don't make the rules, but Athrun never sat his ass down in the Immortal Justice.

Next, Agnes Giebenrath can literally be described as 'Coordinator Flay Allster', and I appreciate her for that.

Then, there's all the callbacks to other characters that had passed away, specifically Nicol and Natarle. Those two had complete maneuvers and tactics named after them. They're gone, but never forgotten.

As I mentioned in my last SEED Freedom post, Athrun did stuff with the Z'Gok that would make Char envious. The way Athrun handled that machine made me think he was Master Asia, Undefeated of the East.

Next, as we all well know by now, the way Athrun managed to get one up on the Black Knights' ability to read his mind; by thinking about having sex with Cagalli.

Next! Once more Mu La Flaga proves himself to be the man who does the impossible... by face-tanking FREAKING REQUIEM WITH THE AKATSUKI! Man practically said he had to stop doing that.

Then, there's the new warship, Millennium. Not only is it state of the art, but Murrue, once she starts captaining it, gets her own assault deck where she controls FREAKING GUNBARRELS! The Millennium is a warship sized Moebius Zero!

Finally, for the last thing I want to gush about: Shinn Asuka. Just... all of him. From the fact that he's calmer, earnest, stands up for Kira, drinks his 'respect' juice, and at the end, when he gets the Destiny Gundam back, he faces off against four of the Black Knights, and kicks their asses... WITHOUT TAKING MAJOR DAMAGE. Not only that, but STELLA LOUSSIER makes a comeback, proving definitively that Shinn Asuka is the Kamille Bidan of the CE era, by protecting Shinn's mind from being probed by the Black Knights, freaking them out by going all nightmare on their asses (which is probably just a representation of them being scared by just how much darkness is in his heart), and then immediately followed by him putting the F91 to shame and using the much meme'd about afterimages to kick ass and take names. Shinn may have lost to them before, but only because he wasn't using the machine literally built for him. Also, before I forget, when Shinn went SEED mode during that same battle, the Black Knights couldn't read his mind. Shinn's instincts are just that good.

Okay. I'm done. I've gushed all I can.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

I don’t know why I’m here but you gotta know about it. TW mentions of child abuse

There is an actual dead dove poster in the Spider tags now 💀 posting creepy shit and doing it openly on a platform with a shit ton of minors. I saw only one before filtering the tag out but it was a Spider x Quaritch post where they discussed how people "sleep on their dynamic" and "imagine the Stockholm syndrome"

I sent them an ask and said that they should perhaps keep that to themselves or at least out of the general tags bc surprise surprise! Users don’t want relive their past trauma while scrolling through fucking tumblr and hey legit laughed and mocked me in their response. The worst part is it’s an actual 33 year old and despite the fact that they’re apparently ace I just can’t understand what fucked up morbid curiosity can drive a person to become, and I quote, a “dead dove connoisseur” and enjoy reading about sexual child abuse? Make it make sense.

It’s not even a preference thing. It’s basic human decency. What part of “don’t post about how you love fictional child abuse when there are kids looking through the tags and some people can get triggered by it” is so hard to understand? Anyway, this is just a heads up that you might see their post one day, so now you know.

Don't be shy anon drop the @.

You are absolutely right, a preference for writing about child abuse/incest is super not okay, and it's always in young fandoms and around characters like Quaritch. Despite there being whatever proper tags people think are there, I really don't think that content needs to exist. People STILL don't know what they are getting into. Case in point: I know we all stalk the Avatar a03 and we all unfortunately saw the newest gross Quaritch/Spider fic posted. Well, I clicked on that shit, because my dumb ass thought maybe it would be comfort focused enough we could skip around that bc Quaritch was already dead in the fic. When I tell you I have been so uncomfy for the last twelve hours, I cannot scrub that shit from my brain. I wish it had never been written! I wish I was dead! There are very few things that can still make me feel genuinely bad on the internet, and that managed it. I feel icky.

Anyways this just became about me resenting my decisions, I will definitely be reporting anything I see like that and I hope my followers do the same. Thank you for warning us. Tumblr is not always the safest place for minors, but hopefully we can make sure this community is.

[anexistingexistence]

I just passed out for an hour bc nap and I dreamt of reading a fic and the only things I remember about it are the tags [Lovely/Darlin'], [Dismemberment] and [Perished Pigeon, Do Not Consume]

I feel like my therapist is going to regret our next session.

[navarice]

bridgerton fans on tumblr save me bc the ppl over on twitter are choosing to be obtuse on purpose…

I’ve never been opposed to being a little shit over content/media we all consume but my god ppl just wake up and decide to be assholes on the internet for no reason. cant say how many people I’ve blocked bc of it 😧

long story short, if you don’t like what the season will offer for any reason at all, please do us a favor and don’t watch it. Please we are begging. Some of us want to get lost in the fake regency and pretty dresses and plenty of fucking. not everything has to be another reason why you think teenagers who write burn books are the literal worst ppl to walk the planet or how you don’t find fat people hot. Both are valid and fine but don’t come into a working kitchen and be surprised people are using the utensils.

[inexplicablepeas]

Preservation Instinct

This was written for @vcmicroficmay Week 2, prompt: Rancid.

Daniel wakes up starving and ventures into the freezer of the apartment he shares with Armand; Armand has found other uses for the freezer than food storage.

As the prompt suggests this one really is gross so mind the tags before reading - excerpt and link below the cut.

Distant rumbling thunder and insistent, heavy rain rouse Daniel from his slumber in the early November evening. Despite the early hour the view out the windows is already pitch dark owing to the heavy storm clouds. A rumble in his belly propels him, zombie-like, towards the cramped kitchenette. He doesn't want the bright overhead light on, it will worsen his headache. There are neat little lights under the cupboards that provide just enough illumination. He thinks of Armand, a handful of nights ago, eerily lit from below in this light, bent over a blender full of a mysterious dark liquid.

[tinypixl]

Is it just me or has there been an increase of self-admited minors in fandom spaces on tumblr even though the source material is rated mature or even explicit??

I mean... at least back when I was younger we had the decency to lie?? Like, we knew we were intruding if we entered an adult space and did our best to not let anyone know. And now I see kids just walking in there like they own the space?????

[darkdoverpseeker]

🕊️🪢 got a character you want kicked around and shoved into the dirt? then i’m the partner for you because this is a totally shameless smutfishing ad.

tldr: i’m looking for depraved oc x oc rps where i can write some aggro dom tops. just want to scratch a few itches. i have few prompts / ideas we can build on, but i’m open to suggestions. the more self-indulgent, the better.

the cliff notes:

• 21+, cst, available intermittently, constantly fluctuating muse, please be patient with me

•’discord only

• literate, multi-para replies

•’i know i’m fiending for smut, but i need some semblance of emotional depth and a sense of movement/purpose

• i write all genders and all gender pairings, including trans and non-binary characters

• i need some build-up (established characters, a bit of worldbuilding, etc) before we jump into rping

• a crumb of enthusiasm would be nice. i love shooting shit ooc! sharing inspo, spitballing ideas and hypotheticals, just rambling, that sorta thing

tropes and kinks i would LOVE to include: dubcon, omegaverse, breeding, size differences, monsterfucking, corruption, extreme power imbalances, degradation, sado-maso elements, pred/prey dynamics, knotting, humiliation, petplay -- and more that i don’t have space for. everything is negotiable, however

if you’re interested, like this and i’ll reach out!

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