#❁ — n.s.f.w.

[marzipanandminutiae]

Dear marzi, for reasons of trying not to give period characters too modern fetishes in my smut, may I have some recs as to where I may find some of that olde fetish content you've previously seen?

On the Wikipedia page for the "corset controversy," unfortunately!

Historians have been taking obvious tightlacing fetish letters seriously for...way too long. And sometimes still are. Confirmation bias is a hell of a thing. Of course, there's no way to 100% tell which letters are fetish fuel and which are real, but generally any that use particularly heightened language or common erotic tropes- or that seem to fly in the face of evidence from extant garments, unedited videos, stock and advertisements from real corset companies, etc. -are to be viewed with suspicion.

(The same is true for letters used now to claim that nipple piercing was a real Victorian trend- for, indeed, the only source is anonymous magazine letters and many of them fall into the same obvious patterns as the tightlacing letters. One DOES describe the alleged process in detail...but it's basically the same as the process for ear-piercing, a service jewelers did commonly offer back then. Just applied to nipples. So whether it's real or not is still uncertain, but it's highly doubtful that large numbers of Victorian women were running around with nipple piercings given that no extant nipple rings have been found, such piercings are never mentioned in letters or diaries or other more concrete sources, etc.)

Besides that, I've seen glimpses of most modern fetishes in various sources:

the Psychopathia Sexualis, a medical manual of "sexual mental illness" (in heavy quotes because things like homosexuality and gender variance are mentioned under that heading), talks about everything from a fetish for tight boots and gloves on women, to bloodplay (initiated by a woman, actually, who wanted to drink her husband's blood), to force-femming, to some very elaborate femdom scenarios that I hope the sex workers in question were paid well for. Of course, since the cases are anonymous, these are also difficult to confirm- but clearly someone had THOUGHT of them, since they're written into the book.

And I've seen at least some of them in other sources, too, including some of the magazines that published the nipple piercing and tightlacing letters. The Englishwomen's Domestic Magazine was notorious for its letters on tightlacing, tight gloves, spanking, etc.

Photographic porn was definitely a thing almost as soon as photography came into being. A lot of it is pretty vanilla, but I could swear I'd seen piss kink photos (with urine painted in after development) before the blog where they were hosted went defunct

James Joyce's letters to his wife get into farting and scat fetish territory. Yes, really.

Speaking of letters, there was one man living here in Boston who, in the late 19th century, wrote letters to his wife describing erotic dreams of her as a giantess who pissed on him and then ate him. I cannot remember his name and it's going to drive me insane all day, but he was the head of Boston's censorship organization, the Watch and Ward society and these letters were first released by his own children for an unauthorized biography written five years after his death. Guess there was little love lost there.

BDSM is old. Like, really old. Old, to quote the sacred texts, as balls. I'm pretty sure there are sexual flagellation texts going back to the Renaissance, but don't quote me on that.

Basically, Rule 34 can be back-applied, too. If it existed, there was a fetish for it, probably. Of course, things that specifically involve modern technology or properties are out, but beyond that...the sky is the limit

[n3on-graveston3s-calling]

Izou does recon. Izou has done recon for YEARS. This is very important to note because this plays into a lot regarding how he views certain… Acts. This is the warning here; everything is consensual, Izou enjoys pleasure and giving pleasure.

-Sex doesn't mean a whole lot to Izou. To him, if he's actively working & trying to get information- it's another job. Of course, he enjoys it; pleasure is something that everyone should enjoy when partaking in the act of fucking or being fucked. However, there are usually no strings attached- ESPECIALLY if it's a target.

-Yes, target. Izou uses seduction as a form of weapon. Femme fatale beat. Of course, this isn't an every single time he goes out for a mission sort of deal; Only specifics that require a more… Intimate touch.

-Sex is casual, majority of the time. He's a Dom by nature, regardless of the position. He doesn't give up control; he enjoys breaking down whoever occupies his bed.

-This changes if it's an actual relationship- which is rather difficult to obtain with Izou. High walls, higher standards. He is bisexual, however; he finds beauty in any and all.

Okay now for the actual sin.

-Brat tamer. BRAT TAMER. Bring him a brat and he will return with a sub. He won't break their spirit entirely; no, he enjoys when they BITE back at him, when they still have that fire in them- but when they also know their limits. Of course, push too far and a punishment is bound to occur.

-Pretty dick for a pretty man. Certainly not lacking in length nor girth. Uncircumcised.

-He enjoys giving head. Really enjoys it, actually. Maybe it's an oral fixation, but he can spend hours between his partner's thighs. Which also means that their thighs will be covered with bites and hickeys and bruises.

-He always leaves a mark. Back scratches, bruises in the shape of his fingers on their hips or thighs, love bites down the neck or across the chest or stomach- he enjoys seeing his handiwork.

-High libido, oh god. GOOD LUCK.

-PLEASE LEAVE A MARK ON HIM. PLEASE. Scratch his back up, bite him, bruise him. Just leave the face out of it. No touching the face. ( Except for a kiss. He loves kisses. Please kiss him. Ruin his lipstick that he spent so LONG applying and perfecting-)

-He will top from the bottom. Little bit of a size queen, but it's not bad.

Overall, Izou is well versed in the art of passion. He'll gladly show your muse what he can do, if they can catch his attention.

[lunarparacosm]

p★treon....

[somethingaboutfirefly]

Tommy has a hell of an 🍑. That man can't always top I'm sorry.

[sebadztian]

Ciel's Revenge

Rating: Mature/Explicit. Very NSFW!

They said that revenge is a dish best served cold, but in this case, it's served hot, sweaty, and oh so messy.

1,100 words of porn with no plot whatsoever.

Enjoy!

[saurix5]

[naviculariis]

Sex Values.

Killer

Mihawk

Tagged by: @ikkaku-of-heart

Tagging: whoever hasn't done it yet omg

[vamp-a-day]

Day 66

@sparkvampweek Day 6: (I didn't follow the prompt, sry)

Apologies -- Drabble under the cut (~500 words)

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Vampire paced around the upstairs bedroom for what felt like hours. His head was swimming with a frustrated mixture of feelings and what he speculated to be a light hangover. He'd barely seen Sparkling since the incident last night-- He couldn't even really remember what he'd said to make him upset.

Oh. Right. That. Vampire had stopped his pacing and was now pressing both of his hands against his temples before sliding his fingers through his hair. A short jolt of the panic he felt last night flashed through his body, running his jam cold. I really fucked up this time, didn't I? He had to say something. He couldn't bear this silent treatment. He went back and forth, back and forth once more before going to head downstairs.

The old steps of the house groaned quietly as Vampire made his way down slowly, timid to make any sudden sounds. He saw the light golden swath of his lover's hair peaking out from the back of his arm chair, already neatly combed. He snuck up behind him, taking a peak at what he was doing. It was a crossword, already mostly done.

Vampire took a deep breath.

"Hey, uh. About last night--"

"Don't worry about it." The sudden response took Vampire aback. "I made a big deal out of nothing."

"But you were right, I need to shut my big mouth." Vampire made his way to the arm of the chair and knelt down next to it so he could look at Sparkling. His face had the same calm expression he usually wore. "I upset you, that's a big deal to me--"

"Vampire, it's fine." He nearly spoke in a whisper. "I overreacted. You didn't deserve to get locked out, even if it was just for a moment." His voice shook slightly. He set the puzzle book down on his lap and sat forward so their eyes met. "I know how that sort of thing makes you feel, I shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry."

There was a short silence.

"I'm sorry, too." Vampire laid his chin on the arm rest. "And I mean it this time." He closed his eyes, and just barely audibly under his breath he whispered again, "I'm sorry."

Sparkling let out the breathe he felt he'd been holding since last night and smiled gently. "Let's just forget it even happened, okay?"

Vampire nodded. "Okay." He propped himself back up and made himself comfortable on the arm of the chair. He leaned in close, resting his head on Sparkling's. "Can I help you with your puzzle?"

Sparkling let out a short chuckle. "Sure. How about a five letter word for a colorful species of bird--"

"Parrot!"

"That's six letters."

"Oh."

"Try again."

[chili-kinks]

🎉Leaving all of this P.udgesona art in 2022 to make room for more art in the next year 😩💦💦

Part 1 (Beware,, some are SPICY)

[marzipanandminutiae]

Hello! I have enjoyed your blog for years. Might I ask you to tag your N.S.F.W. things, please? Either way, I hope you have a good day.

Hi, thank you for reading! Unfortunately Tumblr auto-flags anything with that tag as "mature" (which gets your blog slapped with a mature label as a whole, which causes a lot of hassle in terms of people being able to see it freely, etc- plus, everyone's blog is auto-set to filter out Mature posts, and not everyone knows how to toggle that feature off or even that they have to)

wait let me try something-

okay! yes! it worked, I think! I didn't know you could do it with the periods in between and avoid the mature label. yes, I will happily tag it n.s.f.w. going forward

glad I now know I can do that; I was feeling a bit weird about not putting the warning on there (since some people browse in shared spaces where nudity etc. would not be appropriate), but I didn't want to deal with the "helpful new labels system" that the Hellsite so ~kindly~ bestowed upon us a few years back

[maddheaven]

ᎽᎪΝᎠᎬᎡᎬ ᎡᎬ ᏆᎷᎪᏀᏆΝᎬ: 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒚 & 𝑫𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

【🆆🅰🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶: IMPLIED NONCON, KIDNAPPING, CAPTIVITY, AND DARK ELEMENTS.

MINORS DNI.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!】

(Inspired by the song, Cupid by Fifty-fifty)

I imagine a darling who actually wants to have a family, to be the housewife of the man of her dreams or come home to a househusband with many kids running about with a few pets.

A darling who dreams of living the domestic life!

But with a catch:

You worked at a job you don't like.

You came home tired and completely exhausted, everyday.

And to an empty apartment with only your pet around.

You hadn't found the right person yet or maybe you've never been in any relationship.

You would be lying if you said that the envy of seeing so many happy couples walking around arms interlocked, the many sappy romance movies you've seen where the couples lived happily ever after in a home with a family of their own, the shining rings on their finger, wasn't slowly eating you away.

You sighed.

How you would love to take their places.

You would love to have a partner to come home to.

You would love to live in a modest house with bright green grass and a bunch of potted plants for you to tend to.

You would love to have a family of your own, to sit back and smile as you watch your rowdy little ones play amongst themselves.

You wanted this life, fantasized about it, dreamed of it.

But you didn't want this...

You didn't want to be home all the time.

You didn't want to be in your room all day.

You grew bored of flipping through the TV channels.

You grew tired of staring out the window, admiring the bright green grass you always daydreamed about, tired of seeing the many people pass by, especially the couples with their sickly sweet smiles.

You missed staring out the window.

You missed the breeze against your skin.

The sun on your face.

You missed the white noise of the TV.

You don't like the cuffs digging into your wrists.

You don't like hearing his footsteps nearing the door.

You don't like the feeling of his eyes boring into you with that horrible smile on his face every time he sees you.

You don't like how he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into him.

His cologne assaulting your nose made you want to hurl.

You don't like how he locks all the doors, all the pantries, all the cabinets.

You hate how he runs his hands all over your body.

Hate how he coos and whispers words meant to comfort you, to soothe you-

When all they do is scare you.

You didn't want this...

You wanted to be swept off your feet.

You wanted to be courted and charmed like in all those sappy romance movies.

You wanted to fall in love, then get married and live the rest of your life like a happily ever after.

You didn't want to be swept away from your own home.

You didn't want to be caged inside like an unruly animal.

You didn't want to be treated like a small child who didn't know any better.

You didn't want this...

You wanted to live happily ever after like in all those sappy romance movies.

"I..." Your voice trails off.

It wasn't any louder than a whisper, but it was enough for Leon to hear, who paused midway into unbuckling his pants, staring down at you with that horrible smile and swirling blue-gray eyes.

You felt a lump stuck in your throat, your eyes growing blurry as you struggled to keep yourself together.

You gripped the sheets.

"I didn't want this."

[gale-gentlepenguin]

The miraculous movie is such a fever dream. Because it really has a fucking car commercial in the montage showing them bonding.

Like I swear Zag must have sucked off every Volkswagen exec to pay for that animation.

[rodrigoincolors]

Kelso - no. 13

Steve Kelso

[somethingaboutfirefly]

Tommy kissing the birthmark*

[sebadztian]

One Lazy Sunday Morning

Pairing: Sebaciel (of course)

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Words: 1,800

Enjoy!