#( * nsft )

[bittsandpieces]

feeling... corruptible. usable.

[arczism]

uninvited intimacy be slowly breaking them full on X | Bsky

[xxplastic-cubexx]

do you think when cherik fuck all metal items in the room an maybe in the house starts to fly..... bc i do and i can't imagine what's going on with charles's powers help please

idk what happens on charles' end but this was my immediate first thought regarding erik

[tsuutarr]

Yandere! Elf mage x AFAB! Reader (nsfw)

Content: magic is used to connect your pussy to a pocket pussy.

Reol is the top of his class, the president of the student council, and a magic prodigy with talent that no one has ever seen before. Maybe that's why he's a little detached to most people, preferring to bury his nose in books.

The only person that's been able to break through his shell is you. You're the vice-president of the Solstice Magic Academy, the right-hand helper of the more quiet Reol. He was cordial but frosty when he had first met you, seemingly preferring to keep a distance. Regardless of his demeanor, he's quite competent, so you weren't too pressed.  

You honestly didn't think you could get close to him, but you offered him some snacks one day, and since then, he's been a lot more clingy. The way to someone's heart really is  through their stomach.

Now that you two are… friends, you suppose, you realize that Reol is only quiet about things he doesn't care about. He's always chattering about magic to you. Another thing you realize is that he really is smart. He's practically solved all the magical mysteries of the universe. You wonder how a genius like him would use his brain. You're sure it's for something amazing.

And Reol does use his brain for something amazing. He’s probably the only person who can even think up and use a spell like this – it requires quite a good grasp of spatial magic (one of the hardest magics), after all. So, what exactly is his amazing spell? Well… it's connecting your pussy to his pocket pussy.

All he needed was your DNA (which he had gotten quite easily since he has a rather large collection of your things) and he was good to go.

He activates the spell after finals are over, enchanting his pocket pussy to be connected to yours. He watches as his toy shifts and changes until it's the perfect replica of your lower body. His breath is shaky in his throat as he stares, red-faced, at your pretty body. Oh, if only he could see you in person… but this would be good enough for now. He always liked studying before the exam, after all.

Tentatively, he trails his fingers over the pocket pussy's – your – lower belly, making you flinch a little at the feather light touch. You blink, confused at the sudden sensation, before going back to reading. There's no one else with you in the room, after all. You must have imagined it.

Slowly, Reol continues his exploration. His index finger lightly presses the pocket pussy's clit, making you jolt in surprise. Reol continues to flick and rub your clit, eyes gleaming curiously, as your thighs squeeze together, your hands clutching your desk. Confusion flickers in your eyes as arousal begins to pool in your belly, making you slide down your lower garments, only to see nothing there. Amidst your confusion, a loud moan is dragged from your throat as Reol leans in, his hot tongue flicking your clit as his fingers begin to roam further down, circling your entrance.

He engulfs your clit into his mouth, sucking it eagerly as his fingers prod your hole, before a finger slowly eases itself inside you. You're already so wet that your pussy sucks his finger in eagerly, making him groan. You can’t help but gasp as your thighs clench, your knuckles white from grabbing onto your desk.

Reol imagines how you must sound as he continues to finger you, teasing your clit with his teeth and tongue. Arousal continues to bloom in your belly, your pussy feeling full from absolutely nothing. You can feel something wet on your clit, your pussy beginning to stretch around something, but you can't tell what's going on. All you can do is moan as another finger eases inside of you, spreading you open even wider.

As the sensations become more and more overwhelming, you can't help but your mind from blanking out as you cum, soaking Reol's fingers.

As your tight cunt clenches around his fingers, Reol can feel his cock straining against his pants. He continues to tease you through your orgasm, making you tremble desperately.

Reol only pulls away when your orgasm seems to subside. He looks at his fingers, before licking your cum off, groaning at the taste. You taste delicious, lighting him up with desire. Unable to wait any longer, he pulls down his precum stained pants and boxers, letting them pool around his feet. This gives you enough time to recover from your orgasm, peering down curiously. You swear you felt something, but – but nothing is there. And it can't be a ghost or anything of that sort, surely, since there are warding spells set up all around campus.

You're not given much time to ponder further as something begins to rub between your pussy lips. You groan as Reol's cockhead rubs against your clit as he continues to slide his cock between your folds, gathering your arousal on his cock. 

Once satisfied, Reol pushes his cockhead against your pussy, making you gasp as you're slowly fucked open. You groan as something thick fills you, before pulling out, before thrusting in again, desperate for your warmth.

Reol can't help the moans and gasps he lets out as your heat envelops him. You’re so warm and tight that he can't stop moving his hips. He fucks into the pocket pussy, desperately imagining how cute you must sound right now. The thought makes his hips piston into you faster, his cock hitting all the right places.

You aimlessly feel below you, unable to feel anything despite how your pussy stretches around something thick. You can only moan as Reol fucks into you harder, desperate for his release.

“S–so, so good,” he whines, feeling your pussy tighten around him. His fingers clumsily go to rub your clit as he feels himself nearing his orgasm. Imagining you, all flushed and depraved from his touch, sends him over the edge as he buries himself inside the pocket pussy, filling it with his cum.

The feeling of his finger on your clit as he cums in you is enough to send you over the edge. Your pussy seemingly clamps around nothing, but Reol feels it, his pocket pussy perfectly replicating your movements.

He groans, breathing heavy, before he slips out of you, leaving you feeling empty. Reol watches as his cum slowly seeps out of the pocket pussy. Imagining his cum in you makes his cock twitch.

Meanwhile, you can’t find any traces of cock or cum in you, despite cumming twice. It's a complete mystery to you, making your eyebrows furrow with confusion. You can’t help but wonder, but no answers are coming to you, so you opt to take a shower to clear your mind. With shaky legs, you stand up, though you don't get very far as something prods you again. With a low moan, you fall back into your chair, your pussy stretching wide open once more.

Fuck. You really need answers. But who could possibly know what's going on?

As you're brought to another orgasm, one person comes to mind: 

Reol.

Your breathing is rough as you come down from your high. 

Yeah. He’s the only one smart enough to help you.

[sqrkyclean]

thats why they call it "laughing cow" btw, trust me

[bittsandpieces]

come over?

[cheesomancer]

Oh to be carried by an orc~ 🥰 Cheeseless art: twitter, bsky

[jesterafterdark]

I know, darling, I know that you're insecure about your belly. But you don't need to be shy around me, I think it's cute how it pokes out like that. I love the way it feels in my hand, so soft, so squeezable. Maybe I could show you just how much I appreciate it. How would you like a ring of hickeys spaced out around your bellybutton? I think it would look so cute, then maybe I could make you something to eat. Do you like cookies? Of course you do, everyone. I'd be so happy to keep you well fed, I love your belly, the last thing I want is you shedding any of that weight 💕

[shameeater]

The end of online privacy

Now, this isn't something I usually post about from my silly goofy k1nk account (reminder to minors to not follow or scroll this acount).

But I have more followers on here than main, and this is extremely important. Like, scary shit.

This applies to everyone. If you're reading this? It's going to effect you.

I'm sure perhaps some of you have seen around about a this thing going around... KOSA, is one of the ways it's being referred to.

If this shit passes, lemme tell you...

LGBTQ+ adults and minors seeking help and community,

people looking for abortions,

people organizing protests,

anyone using their free speech to voice concerns about injustices, 

even FAN ARTISTS...

Even people reading fan fiction...

And for the purposes of where I'm posting from... people sharing and enjoying their k1nks, wanting to post things with safety and privacy... smut artists and writers, people even LOOKING for smut...

It's all gone. No privacy.

They'll have your face, your name, your age, where you live.

You'll need an ID to use any US-based platform, even if you're NOT in the United States.

Instead of dooming, here's what you can do to stop this shit in it's tracks 👍

Here is a website where you can sign a letter just by filling out a form, (it takes less than 30 seconds) and where you can call reps.

I HIGHLY suggest leaving calls if you're able, and if you have phone shyness, do this after 6pm, since it will leave messages instead.

I'm shy, but I did it!

Here's another letter to sign, takes less than 20 seconds.

Here is a form you can fill out sharing how the social media has POSITIVELY effected you.

Share all of this with as many people as you can. Our safety, freedom, joy, and protection online is at risk more than ever.

(Here is the thread where I found all of this information.)

STAY SAFE!

[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[reve-writes]

crying domestic intimacy save me domestic intimacy

"--need to go--" kiss "--just for a minute, let me--" kiss "--go to the bathroom, I--" kiss "--god, you're a menace, I'll lift you onto this counter, and you'll stay there until I get back--" giggle, kiss.

You whispered filthy whispers against Kento's lips, playfully dragging him back to you by the collar each time he tried to release himself.

Half-huff, and half-kiss, he grumbled and spun you around as you laughed, gripping your hands behind your back and pressing you forwards against the counter.

"--unhand me, wife, or I'll tie you up--"

"--don't threaten me with a good time, Kento--"

"--truly-- truly incorrigible woman--"

You laughed again, arching back against him, and pressing his cock into the crease of your barely-covered arse until he moaned; in annoyance, or lust? You weren't sure. Perhaps both. You had the bit between your teeth.

Kento wouldn't put up with your shenanigans for much longer. He slapped your arse, jiggling it with a growl, and dashed past your swiping hands to the bathroom. You whined, then sighed to the sound of his victory chuckle, the bathroom door clicking closed behind him.

Silence-- for 30 seconds. A minute. Two minutes. Three. You called out, smirking.

"Doesn't take that long to pee, Ken--"

The bathroom door clicked open. A low, mulish grumble sounded from within.

"I...can't go."

You frowned, stifling a laugh. "What?"

"I can't go. I'm too hard. I...can't pee."

Bursting out into laughter was your downfall, and it broke down into panicked squeals as Kento stomped out of the bathroom after you, his lap tightly tented over his cock.

He tossed you onto the sofa, dragging you back by the legs when you tried to wriggle and escape, and pinning you beneath him with nuzzled growls to your throat.

"--thorn in my side-- too erect to piss, and other problems my wife causes--"

"--oh, no, whatever can we do to fix this--"

"--you're talking too much and wearing too many clothes, as usual-- come back here-- certainly one thing we can do to fix this, madam--"

[mutualcombat]

*bites ur scruff*

[full on twitter]

[demonbimbodoll]

[jesterbots]

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[hemipenal-system]

excited werewolf who thumps their fuckass tail against the ground and knocks shit off tables and knocks people over with it because they’re so happy to see you. if you even care.