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jaylienpotter · 8 months
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Rosekiller smut, requested by @star4daisy
TW: explicit sex, risky sex, blood, knife play, kink, dom sub, choking, dangerous behaviour, toxic relationship, dubious consent, mentions of necrophilia
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"Hey."
"Oh hi. I thought you went to Hogsmead." Evan had stayed behind, not in the mood to be social.
"I was going to but eh. Dora is going with Lovegood, Cas is with Mckinnon and Reg wants to drink tea." Barty rolled his eyes, not a fan of the calm and quiet. He'd much rather a firewhiskey. "Besides, I don't have the patience to see him staring at Potter."
"Jealous?"
"Nah. I got a great boyfriend. And..." He got close to Rosier, holding his tie. "He's hot as fuck." Ev knew his boyfriend still had some feelings for their best friend.
"Is he?" Barty pulled the green and silver tie, slightly choking the other boy while pulling him for a kiss. They both smirked during the make out, fighting for dominance. At one point it became less kissing and more so sucking and biting, pushing each other against walls, clothes flying around.
"You're mine." Evan would make sure Barty remembered that. Possessive? Yes. But that's just how they were. Toxic. And they wouldn't have it any other way.
Barty squat down and grabbed the other boy by the legs, throwing him over his shoulder and then again on the bed, kneeling on top of his legs to trap him. For some extra dramatic effect, he took the pocket knife he had at all times (don't ask) and pressed it against the Slytherin's throat.
"I win." Ev bit his lip shamelessly, glancing at the blade touching his skin, his pupils dilating. A dark eyebrow raised and the knife was dragged down, the blade always in contact with skin, sending shivers. The heavy breaths turned into a moan when the metal touched a specific spot on his left rib.
Barty pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, wondering. His mischievous stare went from green eyes to a ribcage, where he made pressure, leaving a small cut.
"Mh- fuck!" It hurt. But pain wasn't the reason behind the grip on the bedsheets.
"Kinky bastard."
"Shut the fuck up." Blade back where it was at the beginning. "Careful with the neck!"
"I'm offended, Rosier! As if I didn't know where to cut and not to cut if I want to kill someone."
"That's hot."
"Yeah? Y'know what else is? The dirty sounds that you made just now." After whispering in his ear, Crouch bit it and sat, doing another cut without warning.
"F-fuck!" It was deeper. Not only did Barty press a little harder, Evan arched his back, digging the knife even further.
"Aww, you're bleeding." There was absolutely no remourse or guilt, the tone purely sarcastic. He cleaned the blood with his fingers, pressing the wound a little. His boyfriend's squirms got him hard, repeating the movement.
"Mmh... Barty-" Two bloody fingers were licked and sucked clean. It was wrong of Barty to do it. And wrong of Evan to like it. But fuck it. The blood was licked directly on the cut, unheavenly sounds dancing around them.
"You always did like my tongue."
"Shut the fuck up and keep fucking going."
"Bossy." One cut on his abdomen. Two. Three. The fourth on his inner thigh, his dick peeking out of the boxers. "Someone wants to get out."
"Don't you dare touch my dick with that thing. That goes past all levels of kink."
"Relax. Don't you trust me?"
"Of course not." The one on top wasn't even offended, simply shrugged.
"Fair. Don't worry, I like your cock too much to damage it."
"Good because if you do, I'm cutting off yours."
"Feisty." While kissing, Crouch started cutting the sub's boxers from the inside, the tip of the knife digging into his skin sometimes. When both sides were cut, the underwear fell out, revealing red, bruised thighs and a throbbing cock, already leaking pre-cum. "Aww, such a pathetic little whore."
That was it. The switch in the blonde's brain. Strength wasn't on his side, he was hurting from all the wounds, several of them slightly bleeding. No, he had to go for the surprise effect.
"How about you talk less and kiss more?" It did the work. Barty started a trail of kisses from his inner thigh (where he bit), to his cock, to around his upper half, licking the red liquid as if it was juice. He could be a vampire and Ev wouldn't be surprised. If anything, it made things hotter. When their lips finally met, Rosier turned them around, blade fallen from the strong grip.
"You little fucker." The gleam in those beetle eyes showed amusement. He would seem angry to everyone else, but not to his boyfriend. Those eyes also carried madness but that aspect was clear as glass. "Good job, I can't move. Someone's learning."
"From the best." Their kiss was intense, mostly tongue and bites, the taste of their salivas mixed with the iron from Rosier's blood. "Can I mark you?"
"Mark me?" Intrigued, suspicious. As he should be. "Mark me how, exactly?" The knife was held by a different hand, less harshly, more delicate, equally as deadly.
"With this."
"You want to carve into my skin?"
"Mhm. I want to write something." This was the part where people would fight for freedom, scream, or plead. Of course Crouch did none of those.
"You're mental."
"I'm mental about you."
"Alright. Do it." Green eyes turned dark, not many people got to see this side of him. If you did, you were probably dead afterwards. Evan hadn't finished the first cut before Barty started laughing. Laughing!
"What the fuck are you laughing about?? The fuck Barty?!"
"It tickles!"
"It tickles?! It tickles?! Bloody psychopath, you are. Fucking laughing, I swear to Merlin..."
"You're saying that as if it was a surprise. Come on, babe. I tried to poison my father. Twice. I carry a knife with me. I've done so much shit and only now you realise I'm out of my bloody mind?"
"Shut up. You somehow always surprise me. Now hold still while I write!" He tried, he did. But he couldn't hold in the giggles from the pain and the feeling of blood dripping down his waist or inner thigh. "Stop moving, for fuck's sake! It's cutting deeper than its supposed to because you won't stay fucking still!"
"What's taking you so long anyways? The fuck are you writing?"
"I'd be faster if you stopped being a lunatic!" He took matters to his own hands (quite literally) and choked his boyfriend, hoping he couldn't laugh without breathing. It worked, to some extent. Barty still moved and it was harder to write with one hand. "Done! Bloody hell." After a cough, Crouch slightly lifted his body to see what his boyfriend did.
"Did you fucking carve 'EVAN' on my crotch??" The blonde licked the bloody knife, his boyfriend licking his lips, momentarily forgetting his question.
"Yes. So when you or your dick think of someone else, you'll have this little reminder of who you belong to."
"You're so fucking possessive." He wasn't mad. If anything, he thought it was hot. Ev getting so worked up because of Barty's ex crush on Regulus, the darkness that possessed his eyes when no one else was around, the grip he had on his lover. If Rosier fell, you bet he'd drag him along. And Barty would let him.
"I'm just claiming what's mine."
"And I'm the psychopath?!"
"We're both mental, love. But I hide it better." Hot whispers sent shivers to the boy below, the tattooed neck was invaded with tongue, lips and teeth, used as a canvas to leave dark spots on.
"We got a problem. How are we going to have sex? That shit tickled at first but now it's burning, I don't fancy bumping it against you fast and hard, you know?"
"I'll fuck you, obviously."
"Can't bend my legs, tosser."
"You're fucking thick. Get up." Once on their feet, Evan pushed the other against the wall, grinding from behind. "I can fuck you standing up..."
"What're you waiting for then?"
"You're not stretched enough." Neither of them had monstrous dicks but it was still difficult to penetrate dry.
"Use a spell or spit then!"
"Bossy." He extended his hand in front of his boyfriend's face, who got the message and filled it with saliva. Ev stroked his cock to make it slimy and used the remains of the wet substance to prep the hole he was about to destroy. Two fingers in, curling and scissoring impatiently.
"Mmh- go in, I can take it." Lean fingers were replaced with a shiny cock, struggling to slide in. Both boys adjusted their positions and soon enough, Evan's whole length was buried inside Barty. He didn't wait for a sign, beginning fast harsh thrusts with no warning. "F-fuck!"
"You're mine, Crouch. Got it? Mine. If I catch you with someone else, I'm killing them and then you. And I'll fuck your body afterwards." The boyfriend laughed again, it was annoying yet hot. As if he wasn't taking Rosier's words seriously. But they both knew damn well of what each other were able to do.
"Yes, my rose. Don't worry, your dick is my favourite."
"Is my dick all you care about?"
"Of course." He didn't need to see Barty's face. He knew he was smirking. He wouldn't be after his cock got grabbed, the grip too tight.
"You sure?" The one in front of him groaned and panted, reacting just the way he wanted.
"Your- lips are quite good too."
"If you're going to act like a whore, I'm gonna fucking use you like one." He grabbed a fistful of dark hair, yanking it back. His other hand still around a thick cock. He drilled himself inside the slut's ass, the intensity higher than usual. He moved his hands to choke him and press on the 'EVAN' wound.
"SHIT! Fuck!" The gasps and silent moans brought Ev to his limit, filling up his boyfriend. "Hey! Don't you fucking dare to stop! I haven't finished!"
"Too bad. You don't deserve it." Crouch leaned back, trying to go after the dick pulling out.
"You're fucking selfish! I like all of you, is that what you wanted to hear?"
"Yes. But it's not enough. If you want to cum, earn it." A dark eyebrow raised in response to the smirk.
"If you're expecting me to beg, it's not gonna happen." Rosier wasn't going to back down, stubborn motherfucker. His boyfriend was one too, though. Plus stronger. He pulled blonde hairs and pushed down, pressing on one of the cuts to double the boy down.
"Ah! Fucker!" Having got what he wanted, Ev on his knees, Crouch forced his mouth open with his thumb and slid his cock inside.
"Bite and I'll cut your throat, got it?!" Green eyes looked up at him, showing defeat. He fucked that smart mouth deep and ruthlessly, making a mess out of his drooling boyfriend. Not even giving him a chance to breathe until he came undone. "Swallow." Rosier pulled away and opened his mouth, showing his clean tongue. Tongue he then used to lick along the bloody cuts he inflicted. "I still can't believe you fucking carved your name onto my skin. You're bloody mental." Getting up, brushing their lips together, Evan whispered in a hushed voice, just before pulling Barty in for a deep kiss.
"Right back at you."
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headcanonsandmore · 4 months
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The saucy WIP is taking some interesting turns. 🤭
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andypantsx3 · 1 year
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warning: nsft
dating a celebrity pro hero like shouto means you are routinely dealt psychic damage because of all the crazy shit people tweet at him, and because shouto's upbringing was so stunted that he has no preconceived notions about most of it.
so he wants to talk to you about it all, because he has no compunction about like any of it.
like, people tweet the filthiest things at him—"i want todoroki shouto to wear me as little dick sweater for the rest of his life"—and he turns to you with this blank look on his face and you just know you're about to have to explain the concept of cockwarming to him.
and shouto, with zero compunction, of course gets a little too curious.
four hours later you're still in his lap, squirming, shouto having been inside you for hours, and he's absently scrolling his tweets curious about what other things people have been saying about him. and your soul just about leaves your body when he turns to you again and asks, "what is...'edging'?"
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yanmaresu · 2 years
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Hello~ I had a thought, and i'd like your opinion or thoughts please ! About fem Leona, canon said that women of Afterglow Savanna are more dominant and respected, and I can't stop thinking of yan fem Leona with a male darling who's like "At your service my Queen". Darling kissing fem Leona's hand is just HHHH. Fem Leona would definitely be smug about it too though~
ooohhhh I'm thinking of femcel Leona, because she still has issues. She definitively gets so fucking mean when it comes down to a male darling, and if the guy acts very submmissive it will stroke her ego immensely. Let the lizard see how she got the hervibores heart and pride.
The darling probably tought they two had a similar kink, and didn't give too much attention to the many red flags Leona had been giving him, all the threats. It was a slow process, one day the darling is kissing her hand, trying to be romantic, and then a month later Leona is stepping on him. It's only when he's curled up in the middle of the hall, beaten up, and trying not to throw up as to not humiliate himself further, that he realizes: Leona was serious whe she told him, he wasn't allowed to talk to anybody else, and who knows what more.
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Taking this opportunity to post an old drawing of fem! Leona I did a year and half ago, that I think fits the ask 👉👈
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sunlightmurdock · 7 months
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creatura-theanarchist · 2 months
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Tbh I like kink culture but not just for the sex reasons. Not only is the aesthetic of some stuff I find really appealing (Harnesses and collars my beloved), but also because it makes me feel more free and comfortable in my sexuality, which has kinda helped me heal from my SA trauma.
Also it makes me go funny haha cuz I’m pretty ace lol
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authorofshifterthings · 7 months
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Ancient Wings of Desire: A Shifter Romance by Deja Vail (Author)
Would love some feedback on my first chapter! You can read the rest @ Ancient Wings of Desire: A Shifter Romance | Kindle Vella (amazon.com)
Desc: In a world where shifters have revealed their existence to humans, secrets are kept in the shadows, and destinies entwine atop a remote Colorado mountain. Botanist Alison, an adventurous and independent soul, embarks on a three-day backpacking trip to collect rare specimens of the Colorado Columbine. Little does she know that her journey will lead her into the heart of an ancient and secretive community of griffin shifters.
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Chapter 1
Alison had always been captivated by the secrets of the natural world. From the moment she could walk, she had been wandering through forests, meadows, and gardens, her fingers tracing the delicate veins of leaves, her eyes seeking the subtlest shades of petals. Her passion for botany was more than a career; it was a lifelong love affair.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the small town of Boulder, Colorado, Alison sat in her cozy apartment, surrounded by books, plant specimens, and the sweet scent of dried herbs. Her auburn hair tumbled in unruly waves down her back, matching the fiery spirit within her. She wore a well-worn pair of jeans and a T-shirt featuring a Greenback Cutthroat Trout, the state fish.
Alison had always been a creature of habit, meticulously planning her expeditions into the wilderness. But today was different. The thrill of a spontaneous adventure coursed through her veins. Her research lab had been analyzing the same specimens for far too long, and it was time for something fresh. The Colorado Columbine, the state's treasured flower, had been calling to her.
She'd heard tales of the elusive Columbine hidden away in the high mountain meadows, and she yearned to collect samples in its natural habitat. It was a quest that would take her far from her comfort zone, into the heart of the Rocky Mountains, to a mountain 75 miles away from a small human town. Her decision was impulsive, but her heart raced with excitement at the prospect of venturing into the wild and discovering something new.
Alison's life was a tapestry woven with the threads of science and adventure. She worked as a botanist for a research lab in Boulder, where her meticulous analysis of plant specimens had earned her the respect of her peers. But beyond her professional life, she was a free spirit. She had hiked countless trails, camped under the star-studded Colorado sky, and sought solace in the embrace of nature.
Her cozy apartment was a reflection of her dual existence—shelves filled with scientific journals and reference books stood alongside hiking boots and well-worn backpacks. It was a testament to her love for the natural world and her unwavering commitment to understanding its mysteries.
Alison stepped out of her apartment and into the warm embrace of the Colorado evening, she knew that the mountain held secrets waiting to be unveiled, and she was determined to uncover them. But first, coffee.
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"Alison, seriously? A three-day backpacking trip for a flower?" Stacy's voice boomed through the coffee shop, like a firecracker igniting a lively debate. Stacy has been my closest confidante since our days in undergrad, when the fates paired us together as "big" and "little" in our sorority. From the moment we met, it was clear that we were an unlikely duo, drawn together by some unspoken cosmic force. I was the quiet, bookish botany enthusiast, while Stacy embodied the vivacity and boldness of a wildfire. On paper, we should have been incompatible, but in reality, we were a beautifully mismatched pair that complemented each other in ways no one could have anticipated. Her vibrant, chestnut hair was pulled back in a high ponytail, and her hazel eyes sparkled with both amusement and curiosity. Stacy was a force to be reckoned with, and her expressive face mirrored her bold personality.
I chuckled at her spirited reaction. "Yes, Stacy, but it's not just any flower," I replied, trying to convey my passion while keeping her entertained.
Stacy leaned forward, her demeanor shifting from an exacerbated eyeroll to genuine intrigue. "Alright, Alright. Tell me more about this flower, Alley Cat."
I smiled at my nickname. Trying not to get too overzealous, I started explaining the significance of the Colorado Columbine, the state flower, and the importance of studying it in its natural habitat. Stacy's genuine interest made me feel like I was sharing my excitement with a fellow adventurer.
As I continued, Stacy's attention drifted to her latte for a moment before she returned to our conversation. "Wait, aren't you already working on this species? I thought you had some at the lab already."
I nodded, recalling the unique story of those specimens. "Oh, those. They've been in our lab for over 15 generations now. It's fascinating, but they've developed very little genetic diversity over the years. That's one of the reasons I want to collect fresh samples from the wild."
Stacy raised an eyebrow. "Fifteen generations? That's like a botanical time capsule. I can see why you'd want to break that cycle."
Just as I was about to explain further, Stacy shifted gears, a mischievous glint in her eye. "So, Todd's going with you, right?"
I hesitated for a moment, my heart sinking at the thought of spending days in the wilderness with Todd after our recent awkward encounter. " I don't think Todd can make it."
Stacy's snarky grin told me she smelled a story. "Why not? I thought you two were practically inseparable in the lab."
I sighed, recalling the embarrassing encounter from last week when Todd had tricked me into a date. "Actually, I've been avoiding Todd lately. We had a mix-up, and he sort of took me on a date. That I hadn't really agreed to go on. It was ... awkward."
Stacy chuckled, leaning in closer. "Oh, Alison, you've got to give me the details on that one. What happened?"
I quickly changed the subject, not eager to delve into that particular conversation. "Let's just say it was a misunderstanding, and I'd rather not talk about it. Now, back to the backpacking trip..."
Stacy, known for her persistence and lack of boundaries, didn't let me off the hook so easily. "Come on, Ali, you can't just drop a bombshell like that and expect me to change the topic. Spill the beans!"
As Stacy prodded for more information, my internal monologue kicked into overdrive. How could I explain the Todd situation without divulging too much? And why was Stacy so relentless when it came to prying into my personal life?
I decided to give her a vague response, hoping she'd drop the subject. "Stacy, it's complicated. Let's just say I'd rather not discuss it right now."
Stacy's expression shifted from curiosity to genuine concern. "Ali, you know you can always talk to me, right? If something's bothering you, spill it. I'm here for you."
I smiled, touched by her genuine friendship. "Thanks, Stacy. I appreciate it. But let's save the drama for another time. I’ve got a flower quest to plan!"
"You know, Ali, speaking of complicated situations," Stacy began with a sly smile, "I've got this fling with Mark going on, but it's starting to get a bit boring."
I raised an eyebrow, curious about her romantic escapades. “Wait, Mark? I thought you were still with Trevor?”
She sighed dramatically, her expressive face contorting into a mock frown. “That was almost a month ago, I texted you about how fast that went south, didn't I?"
A quick blush spread across my cheeks. “You’re right! I’m sorry I must have forgotten with all of my proposals coming up. My brain is just a little foggy at the moment.” I lied, not having the slightest clue what she was talking about.
Gosh, I am a bad friend.
“But why is he getting boring? You're usually one to be going full speed all the time.”
Stacy looked at her empty latte, her long nails clicking on the side of the mug. “I know, right? But this guy, he's just not keeping up. I think I might break it off soon."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her candidness. "Well, you've always been one for adventure, Stacy. Maybe it's time to find someone who can keep up with your energy."
Stacy nodded, her eyes glinting mischievously once again. "You might be onto something, Ali. Life's too short for boring flings."
Stacy, never one to be discouraged for long, finally relented, and we resumed discussing the details of my upcoming adventure. I couldn't help but feel grateful for a friend like Stacy, who, despite her boundary-pushing tendencies, was always there to offer support and a listening ear.
Chapter 2 and 3 are available now
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darkhearthorns · 9 months
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Dude, what's the appeal of spanking someone until their ass is raw?
-"Dude? It's your highness, to you."
"It's a rush, a satisfaction that you've bested someone, an arousal out of defeat upon another..."
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madreemeritus · 1 month
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Tw: r@pe, sa, porn industry
Thinking about how the films Angel Dust performs are all fetishizations of abuse. His character are being always kidnapped, tied up or hostages, and sexually assaulted; losing control of their own bodies. And it's not just his performances, he is being forced to do all of that and is being abused by Valentino. It's just another way that Valentino uses to control and punish Angel, and ironically, and it's sad that this kind of rapey content is more than common in the porn industry.
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andypantsx3 · 6 months
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ciaossu-imagines · 4 months
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hellooo its the same person who requested before but could i ask for smut prompt letter K + tsubaki please
sorry to send for the same character again akjnxaknxh would it be okay to send more asks for him in the future or would it be annoying
thank you!!
Well, hello there again, anon dear! I'm so glad to see you back in my inbox :) Thank you so much for the request! And let me just say that it's always okay to send in as many asks as you'd like about one character! If I run out of ideas or get bored of writing for that characters, there's always other asks to work on usually for me to get a break and come back to the character with more enthusiasm and even then, it gets rare for me to get burnt out on characters. Anyways, I do hope you'll enjoy the headcanons, though I dipped a lot more into some of the more verboten kinks with Tsubaki because it felt fitting, and as always, smut under the cut!
To say Tsubaki is a sexually adventurous or a sexually open-minded person is actually rather an understatement. The fact of the matter is that, both in his everyday life and in his sexual life, Tsubaki grows bored easily. Sameness is the kiss of death for him and he really needs a variety of things sexually to keep him not only interested in having a sexual relationship but he'll need that variety to even be able to get off after the initial newness of the sexual relationship wears off. That old saying of variety being the spice of life…it definitely applies in Tsubaki's case.
He doesn't have specific set kinks though, not really. For the most part, Tsubaki will latch onto something sexually for a short period of time, almost obsessively so, for a couple days, a week maximum and then he'll discard that kink or fetish at a whiplash speed and not be into it at all for many months, sometimes even years.
I will say that I see Tsubaki having sex with his lover and really being into it, feeling good, talking dirty, laughing (because yes, Tsubaki most definitely laughs during sex) and having a grand old time. And then he just stops moving, stops really reacting. He hasn't reached his orgasm yet, his partner probably hasn't or they have but not as often as they normally do with Tsubaki, who tends to last a rather impressive amount of time. But he's suddenly just not into it and he'll pull out with a muttered 'boring' and just get dressed and move on with his day as if he hadn't just been having great sex the minute before.
So I guess you could say, just by nature of being who he is, that Tsubaki does have a kink for ruined orgasms, delayed orgasms, or edging. Because he, at least most of the times, will eventually come back around or tug his partner aside at some point and finish what they had started, but that stop-start is just par for the course with him and his partner better get used to it fast and not let it upset their ego too much or else things will never work out between them and Tsubaki.
Tsubaki really will want to try out a large variety of kinks. All of them, actually. Yeah, he'll want to try the more mainstream and societally acceptable kinks, but I also see him being completely into the more mainstream but considered kind of gross kinks, like feet. There will definitely be a period where Tsubaki gets really into his partner's feet, licking them, sucking on their toes, all the way up to having his partner step on him, usually wearing some pair of really beautiful (and probably a little painful to wear) high heels.
But he doesn't stop there. The more taboo a thing, the more it's likely to interest and amuse Tsubaki and he's definitely going to want to try the more societally inappropriate or verboten kinks.
He's really good at realizing pretty quickly if a kink doesn't work for him and he will have his no pile. Tsubaki has no sexual interest in children whatsoever, so pedophiliac kinks aren't his cup of tea. While he'll love a wide variety of roleplays, age play is not on the table for him. Hell, even high school teacher and student is something that really hits close to a strong no for him, though college professor and student desperate to pass the class, with him occupying both roles at some point during that little spell, will be completely okay.
He also discovers that coprophilia holds no appeal for him, though he will have honestly and open-mindedly tried it.
I do think the opposite, but just as socially disgusted, fetish does appeal to him for little spells here and there. That is to say, while I personally wouldn't write it, I do see Tsubaki being completely okay with piss play. Normally, it's him strapping or holding his partner down when he knows they have to pee and then tickling or sexually teasing them until they wet themselves, but he's also into giving his partner 'golden showers' during shower sex, at least for a couple days.
I do see Tsubaki really liking it when his partner marks him with love bites. He shows them off pretty nonchalantly, almost proudly. He doesn't mind bruises or even cuts from sex, since he'll willingly try knife and blood play. Reddened skin from his partner marking him with hot wax, drawing beautiful patterns over his skin? Completely okay with Tsubaki and he'll get into all of the above at some point. What he won't do is return those things unto his partner.
While Tsubaki might be a lot of things, he cannot bring himself to harm someone who is precious to him. He cannot mark his partner and leave bruises on their skin, he definitely couldn't bring himself to cut them at all, and he doesn't even like thinking about leaving hot wax trails on them. Them doing it to him is hot, the idea of him doing it to them makes Tsubaki angry and a little sad.
Along those same lines, humiliation kinks are a pretty solid no go, both giving and receiving, for Tsubaki. Again, he cannot bring himself to do that to someone that important to him and he finds no pleasure in being the subject of them.
That being said, the less humiliation-centric parts of BDSM Tsubaki is perfectly okay with. He's okay with light spankings, with edging or overstimulation, both on himself and a partner. He's okay even with light whipping, as long as it wouldn't cause actual harm to a partner. A true switch, Tsubaki is just as happy as a submissive as he is playing dominant and the role he chooses to play can change not only day to day but sexual encounter to sexual encounter.
I could see Tsubaki wanting to consensually play with some of the more extremes in the BDSM scene though, if they won't cause actual harm to his partner. Things like rape play and consensual non-consent, things like free use, things like keeping his partner tied and blind-folded for a length of time while he just watches them before he returns and uses them as 'breeding stock'...all the more out-there parts of that whole scene can really appeal to Tsubaki.
Needless to say, he's also open-minded about trying different sexual partners. However, while they were fun the one time he and his partner tried first a threesome, then an orgy, and then the swinging scene, he learns that he does have an unpleasant jealous streak that really acts up for days after those encounters and they become an experience, but not one to be repeated.
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bwoahtastic · 1 year
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A few days ago I reread some of your fics and I stumbled upon the age play one with Dan, Max and Lando and now I can’t get it out of my mind. I don’t know if you remember that story but i am just going to thought drop…
I think that after this experience, which was kind of new for all of them they would explore it more and more. At the beginning just in the bedroom but I could imagine that there would be an instance i.e. a bad race incident or comments on social media that would make Lando really anxious and unsure. Maybe Max and Daniel realise the situation and use age play ( and maybe lactation) to enable Lando to let go of his thought and come down from the overwhelming state. Basically in a non-sexual context with a sprinkle of Angst and lots of Fluff.
I think I sent you this before but if I remember correctly you said that you have deleted your asks that same day, so I thought I would try my luck again. This should not put pressure on you by any means or make you feel bad. I just wanted to try my luck, because I love all the little drabbles you come up with.
Sorry! I did see your ask and it was in my draft to answer but I didnt get around to it. But I do want to answer it so here goes!
I can definitely see them explore it more and more because they all enjoy it. Max and dan love caring for Lando and it soothes Lando so much to feel safe and small and protected<3
They keep it fully to the bedroom at first, as something in addition to all the fun they arleady have. But then they realise lando needs it too as comfort.
Lando struggling so much after a race and Max and Dan share a look before Max pulls Lando onto his lap, shushing him softly and pulling his shirt up and Lando instantly latches on, whimpering softly but calming down almost instantly, especially when Daniel gently strokes his hair. Lando being a little bit confused when nothing more happens. He doesnt want more than the suckling, but he figures its sorta part of the deal to have sex too. But Max just cradles Lando and rocks him and calls him his good baby boy!
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prismabird · 5 months
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Sorry to get vulnerable/personal on main, but I’m actually into omorashi/holding/wetting (more as something really cute than sexual), so Link’s story during ear biscuits really was just a lovely little gift.
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mikki-does-simp · 2 years
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!mentions of vaguely implicit “intimacy” (can be left up to interpretation) and (consensual) biting + “you” style hcs under the cut, gender neutral as well!
also first post bc I’m suchhh a simp for honenukiii 😅✌️
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I MEAN LOOK AT HIM WAAAAA- maybe I’ll write sum quick abt it, just to indulge.
!WRITING UNDER THE CUT!
• you may not be able to “properly kiss” Honenuki without lips, but that does *not* stop this mf from showering you in small acts affection.
• whether it be just a little clack of his teeth to the back of your hand, or hugging you from behind and leaning his face into your shoulder, he loves being able to show affection through closeness and time spent together.
• Though, there is a balance with this; and if you ask, he won’t overstep your boundaries with this kind of affection.
• After all, there are many ways to say “I love you” that he believes are more romantic than the words himself.
• remembering something that you told him when you were first becoming friends, and idly bringing that in a conversation, “I love you.”
• keeping all the small trinkets that you hand him VERY safe and sound, no matter if it’s something really fancy or a small grey rock, “I love you.”
•Honestly he also probably wouldn’t stop you if you wanted to try kissing his face/teeth, he finds it endearing that you are willing to try anyways despite his mutation. Yes, it’s a little awkward; but no, he might not outright admit that without lots of prompting. He finds it too cute for that.
• also, we all know that is canon he loves massages, and it’s just the cutest thing ugh. If you’re giving the go head, he just loves to be able to sit down and spend time with you while studying your surfaces and edges, and just generally being close to you and being very happy with the fact he could relax you. And of course, the same goes with you giving massages to him, he is absolutely enamored by how relaxed he feels with you around and how much you are willing to put forth as much as he wants to.
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~ HCS GET A LITTLE MORE SUGGESTIVE HERE BUT NO EXPLICIT MENTIONS, but leave if you’re uncomfy with that! ~
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• though, on that topic; he tends to same the same way throught all times, even when getting quite ah;; “heated” with you.
• on his own, it is moderately rare for him to strongly want to experiment with you on his behalf, but for you; he is willing to try almost anything as long as you can confidently say it will be safe for the two of you.
• it honestly doesn’t matter how it starts, whether as a teasing remark or something more serious, but he never would have thought that he would have enjoyed sinking his teeth into your skin, much less to this extent; despite his lack of lips. he doesn’t bite hard enough to break the skin to make it bleed, and usually, he ends up pressing his tongue against the area he bit with you if there is a particular flinch or a soft whine of pain.
• if you allow him, he would also give you hickeys, but it’s a a little harder to get a latch on the skin more comfortably with his mutation and get a solid motion to be able to make one.
• it’s not exactly a sort of power rush, but he definitely is into the fact that you trust him enough to do it time and time again, and he wouldn’t mind getting a couple marks himself, though he is a little bit squeamish on making it deliberately visible without coverage.
• He’s holding onto you with fevor, soft panting and sighs like an idle musical statement as you hold each-other quite close, and Honenuki raises his hand from the hold on your waist to trail up your chest and then along your shoulder and neck, almost in a silent plead. You oblige, and you feel him lean in to the crook of your neck yet even closer as his breath is hot and heavy, trailing small love bites around your collarbone and neck hhhh
• he gets a little embarrassed if he notices he went a little overboard too late, biting and leaving marks just a little too far up the neck, or if you are one to wear shorts or a higher length skirt, just a little too far up your thighs.
• He just loves you what can I say 😮‍💨✌️
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darkhearthorns · 4 months
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Maverick ... how satisfying is mother's milk? And why does consuming it from its source cause an aching stiffness?
"Oh you're gross... don't talk about such things, alright?"
He must be out of his mind. To react in such a lewd way to something that's supposed to be simply ordinary meant Maverick was more depraved than he thought. He felt shame at the very thought, but also an underlying thrill.
Must be horn-shedding season again... Time to ram his head into a tree, hard.
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zemothethirteenth · 7 months
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🌶️ a hunt / hunting someone
"Oh come now, you can't put ideas like this in my head unless you're promising me something. Yes, I quite enjoy both of these as a matter of fact," he smiled sharply. "Though I am much more interested in being the hunter."
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