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nobodyssoldier · 6 months ago
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welcome  to  NOBODY'S  SOLDIER  !  we're  so  excited  to  have  you  here.  please  send  us  your  blog  within  the  next  48  hours,  or  message  us  if  you  need  more  time.  can't  wait  to  see  you  on  the  dash  !
congratulations,  COURTNEY,  you  have  been  accepted  as  LUCY WEASLEY  with  the  face  claim  JESSICA ALEXANDER.
congratulations,  MARILYN,  you  have  been  accepted  as  ANDROMEDA TONKS  with  the  face  claim  HANNAH DODD.
congratulations,  RACHIE,  you  have  been  accepted  as  ALICE LONGBOTTOM  with  the  face  claim ESMERALDA SOTO.
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janiebladeblog · 10 months ago
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Wanna have a quickie before brunch?
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dudepussy34 · 2 years ago
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i wanna be the test subject for some hot sorcerer. i want them to summon some horrible eldritch tentacle demon to do their bidding, and i want that bidding to be fucking me stupid. i'll be suspended upside down getting fucked so hard the bulge shows through my stomach, and the sorcerer will be sitting fully clothed with their legs neatly crossed, taking notes, making observations. when they give me a break from getting nailed, they'll stand up, come over, and put their hand on my cheek while whispering gentle praise: "oh, you're such a good little subject," they'd coo into my ear, "so, so perfect for me."
and before my exhausted, tingling brain can spit out a response, they'll ask me, "would you like to test its means of reproduction?" of course i'll eagerly nod, and they'll walk away, sit down, and command the monster once more.
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fuuuuuck im hornyyy i neeed to plow the fuck out of a puppygirl and then just stay in when i cum to make sure she doesnt waste it..
gotta wiggle around and push in too just to make sure i stay nice an big to keep her full :3
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wolfbluebird · 2 months ago
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Where the Water Ends
Chapter Six: Apex
The Tower was quiet.
Evening sun bled through the windows in streaks of gold, casting long shadows across the floor. The common room was empty, save for the three of you — a triangle of silence, coffee mugs half full, Wanda curled up in one armchair, Natasha seated across from you on the couch.
You sat forward, elbows on your knees, hands tight around your mug. You hadn’t said much for the last half hour, but they were used to your silences now. They waited. No pressure. Just… presence.
You stared into your coffee like the words might rise out of it on their own.
“I want to tell you something,” you said finally. Your voice didn’t sound like yours. It was tighter, smaller. “About… what I am. Where I came from.”
Wanda nodded, her expression soft but serious. “Whenever you’re ready.”
You took a breath. A deep one. And then:
“Project ORCA.”
The name alone made your skin crawl.
“It was an off-the-books military initiative. Funded by private donors, mostly. The goal was to create oceanic supersoldiers—hybridized weapons—modeled after apex predators. Orcas, specifically.”
Natasha tilted her head slightly, listening.
“They’re smart. Tactical. Cooperative hunters. No known predators. Brutal efficiency wrapped in intelligence. The perfect model.” You hesitated, then added quietly, “So they made one.”
“Made?” Wanda’s brows furrowed gently.
You met her eyes. “I wasn’t born. Not like most people. I was engineered. Grown in a tank. Genes spliced, modified, accelerated. I’m human in shape, but not on the inside. They created me to be the apex predator of the sea and shore.”
You shifted your mug in your hands. It was too full to drink. Too bitter to soothe.
“I have hydrokinesis. Total control over water—manipulation, redirection. Doesn’t have to be external either. I can pull the water from a person’s lungs if I wanted or can boil it without even laying a finger on them.”
Both women stilled.
You didn’t flinch.
“I also have echolocation. Subsonic range—like sonar. I can map entire landscapes without ever opening my eyes. In the dark. Underwater. It’s instinctive. Precise. I can track a heartbeat through four walls.”
Neither of them spoke, so you kept going, your voice flattening into a report—clinical. Distant.
“I was… born with a defect. A dorsal fin. It grew with me. Curved, black, visible down my spine like a blade. They removed it surgically when I was six. Said it made me too obviously ‘non-human.’ I remember the surgery. No anesthesia.”
Wanda’s breath hitched. Natasha’s jaw tightened.
“After that, I was trained. Conditioned. I didn’t have a name. Just a number and a mission log. My first mission was at nine. By twelve, I had a success rate higher than any adult operative. Because I didn’t ask questions. I didn’t hesitate.”
You finally looked up.
“I was given three words before every mission.”
You didn’t need to say them, but you did anyway.
“Eliminate. Extract. Submerge.”
Natasha flinched almost imperceptibly. Wanda’s hand curled around the armrest.
“It meant: Kill the target. Collect anything useful. Disappear. Like I was never there. And I didn’t question it. Because they’d trained me not to.”
You swallowed. Hard. You could feel your pulse in your throat.
“There’s one more thing,” you said, barely above a whisper. “They programmed something into me. A failsafe. They called it Code 47.”
Wanda leaned forward. “What does it do?”
“If someone says the words ‘Execute Code 47’ in my hearing range—my brain… flips. I lose control. It overrides everything. Every choice. Every piece of who I am. I become exactly what they made me. Efficient. Lethal. Loyal. To them.”
Silence.
It sat between you like a live wire.
Natasha was the first to move. She didn’t ask a question. She didn’t try to make it better.
She just said, “Has anyone ever used it on you?”
You nodded once. “Twice. I don’t remember either. Just the aftermath.”
Wanda’s voice was quiet. “Can it be removed?”
“I don’t know. I think it’s neurological. Maybe psychic. I’ve never let anyone try. I was scared… if someone got it wrong, I might never come back.”
You looked down again, your voice going hoarse.
“I don’t tell people this. I don’t… want people to know. Because the moment they do, they look at me differently. Like I’m a bomb that hasn’t gone off yet. Like I’m dangerous.”
“You are dangerous,” Natasha said, calmly.
You flinched.
“But so are we,” Wanda added, voice soft but firm. “And you’re more than what they made you. You always have been.”
You shook your head. “You don’t understand. I didn’t have a childhood. I didn’t learn kindness or trust or how to be. They carved it all out of me and replaced it with code and instinct and precision.”
“And yet,” Wanda said, “you sit here with us. And you chose to tell us. That alone proves you’re not theirs anymore.”
You opened your mouth, but nothing came out. The silence returned, heavier now. But not empty.
It was full.
Full of things unspoken. Things seen.
Wanda reached for your hand. Natasha didn’t say anything—but her eyes, steady and unflinching, held something you hadn’t seen before.
Not pity.
Respect.
And that, somehow, made your throat tighten worse than any grief ever had.
[Masterlist]
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nobodyssoldier · 6 months ago
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welcome  to  NOBODY'S  SOLDIER  !  we're  so  excited  to  have  you  here.  please  send  us  your  blog  within  the  next  48  hours,  or  message  us  if  you  need  more  time.  can't  wait  to  see  you  on  the  dash  !
[  ADMIN  NOTE  ]  we'd  like  to  take  a  moment  to  thank  everyone  for  applying  !  we  really  loved  reading  all  of  your  applications.  they  were  all  genuinely  so  wonderful,  and  we  know  that  you'll  be  even  better  in-game.  as  a  reminder,  all  reservations  have  until  12/30  at  12  pm  pst  /  3  pm  est  /  8  pm  gmt  to  submit.  the  app count has been cleared ( aside from lila evren who will be accepted on 12/30 ), and the submit  has  been  reopened  for  everyone  !  we're  also  working  on  sample  apps  and  the  wildcard  application,  and  we  should  have  those  out  very  soon  !  thank  you  all  for  your  patience,  and  we're  here  if  you  have  any  questions.
congratulations,  ELLIE,  you  have  been  accepted  as  SEVERUS  SNAPE  with  the  face  claim  RICHARD  HARMON.
congratulations,  NOVEMBER,  you  have  been  accepted  as  PERCY  WEASLEY  with  the  face  claim  MATTHEW  MACFAYDEN.
congratulations,  NEVE,  you  have  been  accepted  as  OLEANDER  FRANK  LONGBOTTOM  with  the  face  claim  ALEJANDRO  SPEITZER.
congratulations,  MARILYN,  you  have  been  accepted  as  DOMINIQUE  WEASLEY  with  the  face  claim  SERENA  MOTOLA.
congratulations,  JORDAN,  you  have  been  accepted  as  REMUS  LUPIN  with  the  face  claim  BJORN  MOSTEN.
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janiebladeblog · 10 months ago
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Like to have fun with trans princesses like me? 🍆🫦
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khaosinc4rn4te · 1 month ago
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Cleavage $25
Bra $30
Full chest $50
Clothed ass $25
Bare ass $50
Feet $30
Feet w/ socks $25
Feet w/ stockings $35
Custom $75+
Send to my cashapp -> https://cash.app/$ChaosInc4rn4te
Send to my throne -> https://throne.com/carvedfromchaos
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rafescolors · 2 months ago
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okay wtf is wrong with ppl in this fandom i think I'm going back to st steve h. fandom:/ i'll just write for Rafe lmao
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leffee · 7 months ago
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I think everyone's forgetting that yes, sexual stuff is nsfw, but nsfw is not just sex
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nobodyssoldier · 4 months ago
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welcome  to  NOBODY'S  SOLDIER  !  we're  so  excited  to  have  you  here.  please  send  us  your  blog  within  the  next  48  hours,  or  message  us  if  you  need  more  time.  can't  wait  to  see  you  on  the  dash  !
congratulations,  M,  you  have  been  accepted  as  EVAN ROSIER  with  the  face  claim  LORENZO ZURZOLO.
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thatonegaybrit · 9 months ago
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; we love you crooked / yellow teeth, we love you sweaty beings, we love you messy / tangled hair, we love you eyebags, we love you broken nails, we love you blocked noses, we love you " sickly " skinned ( looking constantly sick ), we love you visible veins, we love you skin rashes, we love you dirty nails, we love you bushy eyebrows, we love you large beards, we love you hooked(?) noses, we love you chubby stomachs, we love you " beer bellies ", we love you armpit hair, we love you spots / pimples, we love you scars, we love you saggy skin, we love you stretch marks, we love you warts, we love you wrinkles, we love you double chins, we love you fat beings, we love you full body burns
; we love you all features / things that are considered unsightly or dirty or gross. you deserve love and to be told you're amazing and no less valuable, and you deserve to be included in posts like these because it's true. we love you <3
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thatratwithablog · 15 days ago
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absolutely so genuinely real about not liking all that boypussy stuff
I should preface, I don’t think boy pussy is wrong or even dislike it. Do not take this as because I don’t like waffles I think there objectively bad
I don’t like the term at all, it feels like a way to soften my manhood and masculinity.
If I’m engaged with a man he will acknowledge it as a penis, my balls, my chest
He won’t other me from my identity as male, he will embrace myself as I am and will be
If he uncomfortable somehow with calling it what it is (my PENIS) he clearly doesn’t regard me as I am, simple as that
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khaosinc4rn4te · 1 month ago
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You're looking, without paying? How dare you. You're getting off at looking at my feet? So pathetic.
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dykesbites · 1 year ago
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i think telling the average person your interest in [xyz] is non sexual when its usually perceived as sexual is clearer than saying "im part of the kink community nonsexually". like i think theyre going to be confused by both of those things no matter what
if you told me you had a fascination with . idk feet or whatever. my first assumption would be that its sexual but if you clarified its more an anatomical/medical interest id be like oh okay cool. if you told me you had a non sexual foot fetish i would probably not talk to you again
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slutcore-starships · 7 months ago
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god when am i gonna get knocked up. literally just need to have a girls babies is that too much to ask
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