#minors DNF

[tiny-icky-whore]

Sorry if this makes you uncomfortable or puts you in a difficult spot but I wanted to ask if it was okay. I’m turning 18 in three days and I was wondering if it was okay with you if I can use your pics to basically drain myself empty to before I’m fully an “adult” Again sorry if it makes you uncomfortable and I won’t do it if you say no! But if you decide it’s okay you don’t have to answer this ask. You could make a post being vague and saying it’s okay

i could totally just block this anon but just in case other minors slipped through the cracks or are hiding behind fake ages, i wanted to make a post responding to this ask.

my blog is NOT a safe place for minors. i don’t care if ur 18th birthday is in a month, a week, three days, or two hours, please for the love of god wait until u turn 18.

i’ve had to block multiple minors for so much as liking or reblogging my posts.

i completely understand being a minor who wants to lurk on nsfw spaces because i was one of those minors!! but the idea of any minors looking at what i post honestly makes me cringe and feel a bit sick to my stomach.

please just wait. just wait however long it takes. two hours, three days, a week, a month… just wait. i promise nsfw spaces will still be around. you won’t miss out on anything.

[tawneybel]

Note: Clearing out drafts again. Had a bunch of bullet points about what was going to happen, but I completely forgot where I was going with this lol so they’re essentially nonsense.

Imagine the Riddler steering Ed towards you.

Nygma was so absorbed in thought, he didn’t notice you slip into the morgue after Lee left. The door clicked shut at the same time he opened the mortuary locker.

Your headphones were donned, but not on. So you were vaguely aware of Nygma talking to himself.

Is he playing mortician again?

Technically you were supposed to admonish him if that was the case. Your new superiors had warned you of his antics.

“When Dr. Thompkins walked in the room, how did it feel?” You were mentally going over your schedule. The question didn’t register until you caught, “She didn’t. You got away with it.”

Okay, I need to tell him to knock it off. As a coroner, dark humor didn’t bother you. It was just that Nygma was getting too haughty about-

“THAT IS ABSOLUTELY THE POINT!”

That jolted you.

You’d crept behind him and jumped a bit at the exclamation. Which caught his attention. He gaped at you and you gaped at the occupant of the mortuary locker. Kristen Kringle. No wonder Nygma sounded so off.

His odd monologue forgotten, you threw your arms around him. Ed was baffled.

“Oh Ed, I’m so sorry!”

When did this happen? you wanted to ask aloud. But it wasn’t the time for queries. Later, though, you would wonder whether Ed fought the compulsion to pose a riddle.

“I bet you can still feel the rush, can’t you?” the Riddler asked Ed. “You know who can help you get that same rush?”

Ed, the “good” Ed, knew the other didn’t want to hurt you. At least not the same way Miss Kringle was hurt.

“Dougherty,” whispered the woman embracing him now. Ed forgot for a moment that you were new. That you hadn’t seen Kristen Kringle suffer like he had. His head reeled. You didn't seem like you’d be openly jealous of a partner’s ex. In fact, Ed would bet anything you were far more compassionate than him. That you were the type to give up a lover just to see them happy.

(The name had just slipped out. A boyfriend was the likeliest culprit. You didn’t think anything of it when Tom Dougherty had… transferred? Really, you were out of the loop at Gotham PD.)

Not that Nygma planned on giving you up. He wasn’t the type. His other self was really giving him quite the identify crisis, but he was sure he could slide into the role of ______’s boyfriend with ease.

“You can still feel the rush, can’t you?” The Riddler flittered closer and closer to Ed. Your hug had loosened, but your grip on him was growing stronger and stronger. “Coming so close to getting caught. Knowing what you and ______ would be forced to do if Lee had seen the body.”

“______?” muttered the forensic scientist.

“Yes?”

You finally released him. Feeling you through his suit wasn’t enough. Next time he’d need to feel your skin on his. Even just holding hands. But the Riddler knew there’d be plenty of time to lock yourselves together soon.

[hankyboo]

We need more terms for objectum specific feelings and stuff. For instance, I want a term for being inside an object you have feelings for. Like if I were to sit inside a truck I liked, or a computer lover inside one of those big wire rooms I see them talk about. Inamor? It's "inside" and "amor (love)"

What other terms would you like to see?

Minors do not follow (thank you)

[sonic-heat]

Hello all! I'd like to make a quick pinned post to introduce myself to you all. I'm Mod rose, any posts I make will be tagged with 🌹.

❗THIS IS A NSFT/W BLOG! NO MINORS. I'M SERIOUS. GET OUT.❗

That being said, this is a sonic themed headcanon/rant/imagine blog that is on the more...risque side. All characters dispicted and Written about are strictly 18+, (Sega retconned the sonic ages so this shouldn't be a problem, and...sonic has had several birthdays.) and the ages are NOT fet*shized. No tails, cream, Maria, Chao, or feral animals or children of the sort will be here, for obvious reasons.

More info below the cut! V V V

Heed the warnings in the tags and before each post for potentially triggering topics/k*nks/characters/etc.

This blog is NOT pro/comship.

But this blog is in support of objecto, and ficto sexualities!

This blog will mainly focus on sonic the hedgehog, and triple s with the occasional appearance of other characters.

No, I am not looking for more mods at this time.

Asks will always be open but please be aware I am an adult and have life/work and will not be available to check this constantly.

Feel free to send an ask/submit an idea for a post or imagine, this blog will do head cannon lists and short x reader's as well!

List of characters I write for🔗

I hope you like my content and I anticipate meeting you all! ✨

Photo from sonic 2.

[perkvpsvcho]

— ⋆ ⛓️ hello, sweetie. pode me chamar de ash, your hag elder roleplayer. 1992, ela/dela. jogo rpg no tumblr desde 2011 e sou semi-seletiva**, sempre disposta a criar uma bela coletânea de casais com meus partners. caso tenha interesse em jogar comigo, você pode encontrar minhas regras e informações básicas abaixo do read more. chat e asks estão disponíveis caso só queira jogar conversa fora.

♡ writing blog ♡ muses page ♡ wanted opposites ♡

antes de seguir: esse blog é uma mistura de blog pessoal e blog para rpg, logo, você vai ver muito post sobre séries e etc aqui, então follow at your own risk? inclusive se a série/temporada/filme estiver em exibição agora, sempre vou colocar nome-da-série-spoilers como tag por alguns dias, então se não quiser ver spoilers, é só bloquear aí bjs ps¹: se quiser só falar sobre séries comigo tbm eu vou grudar em você <3

regras completas podem ser lidas aqui.

demoro entre alguns dias até semanas para responder turnos (e msg ooc), mas se for precisar tomar um tempo mais longo que esse, entrarei em contato para avisar

tenho tendência a sumir de vez em quando, mas sempre aviso aos meus partners diretamente ou por posts aqui - se eu fizer isso e te der vontade de dropar o ship ou simplesmente não for o tipo de pessoa com quem você gosta de jogar tá tudo certo, o mundo continua girando

estou sempre aceitando ask meme mas vou logo avisando que photoshop e eu temos uma relação de amor e ódio de longa data

não jogo com menores de 21 anos, inclusive prefiro que nem me sigam (pls im a hag who lives in a tower and never sees the light of day)

smut eu prefiro fade to black

não jogo m/m

gosto de f/f, f/m e f/nb

não escrevo sobre assuntos problemáticos como incesto, abuso sexual e afins

jogo pelo tumblr e discord (@ riovidals)

prefiro conversar pelo discord do que pelas mensagens do tumblr, mas se não usar lá tá tranquilo

** semi-seletiva quer dizer que se eu não conseguir encontrar fuçando seu blog, vou pedir por um exemplo da sua escrita só pra ter certeza que a gente é compatível

[pregnantringostarr]

To make things clear

I am not a bot nor a sexy cam girl trying to find a sugar daddy

I'm a writer/mpreg and preg liker/Sanders sides fan

You can find my art Tumblr here, better intro soon

[artificialromantic]

*tucks hair behind ear*... hi AT&T Unix PC 7300...

[feketeribizli]

the orange pez brothers

[ellesthots]

FAQ + DNI

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frequently-asked questions, all in one place 💬 please read through !

do you have a tag list?

i do not! lovely idea but I would undoubtedly forget people, forget to add it, etc…

which batman are your fics based on?

the batman (2022), battinson!bruce wayne <3 same with Alfred, Gordon, etc. + the general world. unless otherwise noted, it does not diverge from the canon events in The Batman

what if i’m a minor (under 18)?

please do not interact with my fics! i deeply appreciate you wanting to engage with my work, but i am not comfortable with minors being on my page. most of what i post is NSFW or includes heavy themes, and i make sure to front every post with 18+ to try to avoid this. please find other lovely authors!

what time zone do you post from?

i post from Pacific Standard Time (PST) 🌲

what’s your posting schedule?

at least one chapter every two weeks! very rarely will i post later than that, but emergencies could happen since i’m posting each chapter as I write it, and I’m in my final year of grad school lmao. if something ever comes up, I’ll let y’all know :)

i know the pain of following/reading a fic and it ends up being unfinished. i promise my sweet readers, you’re safe with me! my multichapter fics will always be completed in a timely fashion <3

do you take requests?

yes! how soon I’ll be able to write them is another story though lol. but I would love to hear what you’d like to see! i am totally okay with NSFW requests too :) depending on how comfortable i am with the prompt I reserve the right to (politely) decline, but yes!! love any and all chances to interact and try ideas outside of my own thoughts ⭐️ preferably requests related to battinson, but im open to general Bruce/Batman prompts as well :)

send me an ask with any and all prompts!

do you have a dni/dnf policy?

the general things: no bigotry of any kind. this includes racism, xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia, fatphobia, ableism, saneism, etc… this account is pro-Palestine, pro-fat, antiracist, feminist, and LGBTQIA+ affirming. i am a queer woman and will not tolerate hate in any form. also, as a Batman fan… bruce wayne would h8 you if you defended any of the above forms of hate <3

what do you do for school?

in a Master’s program to be a therapist! currently interning and will graduate in June ‘25. feels important to stress this point since some of you follow me on other socials: while i am a therapist (in training), i am not your therapist. none of my posts or interactions are intended to be therapeutic, nor are they a substitute for therapy. while mental health themes are strong in my writing, none of the scenes I write are mental-health gospel, and should not be taken as such (particularly in Fateful—while there are therapy scenes and depictions of mental illness, i am in no way, shape, or form claiming to be an expert while writing fiction, nor condoning a particular style, technique, or depiction as correct or ‘right’).

what are your other socials?

i am on Twitter as elles_thots, and TikTok as ellesthots. I rarely post to TT, but i am very active on Twitter! i also made a Bluesky as ellesthots, but i am not very active on there whatsoever currently. send me a DM on here or Twitter with your handle and I’ll follow you back! always love more Batman mutuals, and interacting with my readersssss ilysmmm 🦇🥹

can i find your fics outside of Tumblr?

sure can !! outside of Tumblr, I crosspost my fics to AO3 and Wattpad. the first place i post my fics is AO3, so subscribe there if you want to be first to know when my fics/new chapters drop :)

i want to comment but i feel like what I have to say isn’t substantial or is annoying…

please please never feel like your comments aren’t meaningful enough!! never feel like your comments are annoying !! if you’ve been following me for a minute you know how sappy I get over comments. whether they are a few words long or a dozen full paragraphs, from the same person or a variety, i want to hear what you have to say!! every single notification I get of a new comment or ask makes me want to cry with happiness. seriously !! y’all could each individually spam my inbox with 20+ comments a day and I wouldn’t even begin to get annoyed. my dopamine would be over the moon and I’d be ecstatic lmaooo. if you don’t feel comfortable making a public comment or ask (asks can be anonymous too!) my DMs are wide open on here and Twitter! i would love to hear what you think 💕

are you interested in cowriting stories?

not at the moment or for the foreseeable future. again, much like the taglist — very cool concept, but just not for me right now! will let people know if that changes.

do you have any Battinson fic recs?

yesss !! i have two posts with fic recs (with links!): HERE and HERE. admittedly i do not have the time to read as many fics as I would like. so many of my fellow authors and friends in this space I would love to catch up with/read !! but grad schooool and needing to keep updating my baby (Fateful <3).

how many chapters do you intend to have in Fateful Beginnings?

do not know for sure! what’s so funny is this fic was originally going to only be a few chapters, like 20-30k max. and they were going to like each other immediately 💀 since then I’ve fleshed out the plot (obviously… rip to slow burn haters!!), and if I had to pinpoint a percentage of the way through we are as of the time of this post (ch39), I would say we are past the halfway point. we still have a few more arcs to go through. if we’re talking traditional story structures, I’d say we’re at the very beginning of the rising action. just dipped a pinky in. maybe half a pinky.

wanting the story to have a very lived-in feel without being stale and stagnant. very slice-of-life meets batman plot. very character-driven with an overarching plot, so it depends on any detours or swerves they take me on along the way! but we are getting into the thick of it 🙂‍↕️

if you made it this far: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ gold stars for you !! feel free to ask more questions in the comments and asks, and I’ll add them as i see fit to share! for now I can’t think of anything else <3

Let me know if the text size is too small (trying out the smaller text option I’ve seen for streamline’s sake) and I will edit this post to make it this (original) text size <3

[tawneybel]

Imagine Jake being forced to watch as a “demon” studies your anatomy.

Mesmerized by the viridescent light, you offered zero resistance as the alien lacerated your outfit.

Jake’s eyes fixed on the glowing knife. He thought for sure the demon wanted to disembowel you. Slaughter you like a lamb.

Your captors were clearly not of this world. Of course, you had no idea they were extraterrestrials. War of the Worlds wouldn’t be published for another twenty plus years.

Its exoskeleton opened and from alien’s chest two visceral arms reached out. Tri-fingered hands sought out your own chest. Latched on. And squeezed. It admired the contrast. Nice, plump skin against its lung-hands.

Jake screamed your name, helpless as the anthrophiliac pleasured it- and yourself. Mammaries were clearly a novelty. Though the alien didn’t think he’d get tired of yours anytime soon. The females of your species were really fascinating. And he made that fascination known, to Jake, when another panel of his carapace parted, revealing a new appendage.

Thick, pulsing, and oddly humanoid. Even the testes- Horrified, Jake willed himself to look away. But couldn’t. You remained pliant. Eyes unseeing. Breasts unstimulated. Or so Jake prayed, his own cock yearning to be released.

The examination table was about to become a marital bed.

[nor3gertz]

What the fuck bro ughhhh my bio literslly says minors dni

[perkvpsvcho]

ash. '92. ela/dela. perturbando a tag desde 2011.

no momento não estou procurando novos partners / plots. ♡

regras ♡ writing blog ♡ muses blog

[choconotfound]

guys this my final statement: I Am A Dnfer .. dnf runs through my veins .. i was born a dnfer and will die a dnfer

[kerosene-saint]

fucking hell how many times do I gotta put I'm a minor on my daily pete wentz photos sixe blog before PEOPLE FUCKING GET IT.

[octahyde]

sorry to the minor who followed me. im sure you’re a good kid but i post with my penis a non-zero amount on here and am not comfortable with kids being around that

[tawneybel]

Request: “It's finally our turn to be asked "Truth or Dare". And Calux possesses one of the boys and dare us to him him have his way with us?” 

Imagine it’s finally your turn to pick truth or dare from a possessed Lucas.

“Truth or dare?” asked the demon wearing Lucas’s face. 

“Dare,” you replied, without hesitation.

______ has no idea what’s in store for her.

Despite his host’s inclination towards Markie and Olivia, they weren’t really Calux’s type. They were both nubile, yes. Just outshone by the latecomer. The new player in this round of Truth or Dare and their silly love lives. Too bad Lucas hadn’t met you first. Then he wouldn’t have had to deal with an unfaithful lover and his inability to leave her, or the lover’s best friend who covered up the infidelities. 

It was easy to overwrite the boy’s attraction, though. Humans were so sensitive. So easy to stimulate. Of course, Calux knew he was being hypocritical. He’d immediately wanted to lay you. What he wouldn’t give to be corporeal! Still, possession was a boon. 

“Let me have my way with you.” 

If he’d been an incubus, he would have already crept into your bedchamber and taken you dozens of times. In one night, till the break of dawn. Draining your vitality, keeping you bedridden and too weak to even consider tightening your walls, bracing against his cock. Maybe he’d be diphallic, if he was of the incubi ilk. One member sapping your lifeforce, the other replenishing it. Calux knew of such devils. 

But being able to overshadow someone, that brought him almost as much pleasure as he knew he would have desecrating you. Invading some unenlightened mortal’s mind and body, forcing them to do everything. Admit vicious truths. Perform obscene acts. Commit horrific sins. Particularly in public. Suppressing his hosts’ desires and installing his own. Pure ecstasy. There were certain rules Calux had to follow on this plane. Coming up with loopholes was great amusement. And forcing mortals to play truth or dare was the most fun he’d had in centuries. Seeping further into Lucas’s mind, Calux began to list other party games to pervert. 

Premarital was the norm in 201x, so he wasn’t too surprised when you unzipped your purse, dug around for a moment, then pulled out a box of condoms. Already opened. With you, Calux was only interested in physical penetration, not spiritual. Maybe later he’d make you admit how many guys you’d had and how you’d had them. At the rate players were losing, it’d just be ______ soon. Unless you four lured in some fresh victims. 

It’d be fun to see you get prodded by and impaled on strangers’ cocks, tongues, and fingers. Through the penetrators’ own eyes. 

Olivia’s right, you thought with a mental grimace, it does look like a messed up filter.  

“It” being Markie’s boyfriend’s face. 

If someone could capture a pic of this temporary disfigurement, anyone they’d show it to would probably scoff. Say it’s too silly to be scary. Maybe at a glance, you thought. Seeing a person’s face stretch to accommodate the diabolism masked behind it was brain searing. The painfully wide smile and shiny, buggy eyes. 

Well, Calux’s bulging eyes were distracting from Lucas’s bulging groin. The demon figured he could transmute the phallus ad hoc. For the moment, his vessel’s member would do.

Besides, he reverbated in Lucas’s skull, I’m not sure my hard-on could keep that sheath intact. 

You placed a hand on said boner. Lack of enthusiasm didn’t seem to bother him. Lucas or Calux. It pulsed even though your palm was almost hovering. If a player didn’t finish a dare, she died. If you didn’t help him finish, you were probably going to be violated. Well, more so than if you submitted to Calux’s advances. 

Your infernal partner set “his” hand over yours, molding your grip. Puppeteering Lucas to buck into your fist. To tenderly moan your name, even though you knew glassy eyes were drinking in your submission. You eyed Lucas’s abdomen. Yours would be slapping against it soon.