#no gender

[idiotmf]

Bunny hybrid? Nah. Hare hybrid.

NSFW, MDNI

Listen. Listen...

I like the cutesy Bunny hybrids just as much as anyone else but hear me out:

Hare hybrid.

A goddamn hare hybrid that's just so done with shit, no cutesy behavior, no sweet courting.

Just straight up unrelenting marathon breeding. It opens the door to so many more amazing stories.

I don't know why but I just can't imagine a bunny to be dominant? But a hare?

Lmao yea, dude's done with your shit and just wants to fuck you until he's satisfied. He doesn't care if that ruins your pretty little hole, heck, if you keep whining he'll fuck your throat to shut you up.

By the end you're on the verge of passing out, covered in ungodly amounts of his cum and then he'll drop the “you get a five minute break before I fuck your hole again” line and you regret the life choices you made that led up to this point.

OR!!

Hare reader.

Imagine being the person that's done with people's shit.

Bonus points if you're domming the big bad scary werewolf and reduce him to a tied up, bumbling mess while you're bouncing on his huge cock as if it's nothing.

By the end he better beg for mercy and you know you ain't taking shit. You're gonna stop when you feel like it, no amount of cum inside you will stop you from demanding more until your heat subsides.

He is your plaything and you will let him know it.

I'm definitely adding both of these to the idea pile. With my lack of self-control when it comes to writing smut, I'm probably already typing something up.

[pawsthatcausechaos]

"are you a boy or a girl?"

I'm a cat and I'll bite you if you touch me, that's all you need to know

[alana-celeste-luna]

[genderqueerdykes]

i honestly don't know if transneutral people ever get spoken about at large, but i see you, and i wanted to know you deserve a chance to talk about your experience. when transitioning, you shouldn't be forced to pick an identity that doesn't suit you. i wish you luck in transitioning peacefully without much nagging from outsiders

[lofty-darlings-thoughts]

Imagine you and you're s/o cuddling...

(Sfw!)

Like imagine you just got home from work or school and you're just ready to pass out and your lovely s/o just welcomes you with open arms.

You've already kicked off your shoes and discarded anything you had to lug around all day, dropping everything the minute you got home to be snuggled up with your dearest.

No words, no ulterior motives, just curling up in bed with them to rest and give your aching limbs a break.

Finally after some time they finally speak, saying how happy they are to see you and saying how proud of you they are.

All finished off with a nice kiss on the head before you both finally take a nice long nap.

Everything else can wait for a few hours, for now you can rest with the one you love<3

A small ramble I thought of when I should be sleeping lol -Darling

[tommys-little-writing-corner]

My doctor says I’m ill and the only thing that’ll cure me is if you write something about Shang Tsung

Note: If you're ill, then my recommendation is simple--

Another Note: KIDDING!!! Love ya lots, Mango!!!

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Shang Tsung Headcanons -- A Huckster's Love

》 Just a little ramble about our favorite huckster, Shang Tsung. The little meow-meow... what went from being simple to now possibly just a whole oneshot fic in the form of bullet points. 》 Notes: Gender Neutral Reader, Typical Canon, Broke Ass Hoes, Fruitier Than Fruit Cake, Mortal Kombat 1 Spoilers Ahead-- You've Been Warned 》 Word Count: 700+ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

Meeting the man himself, before he became a sorcerer thanks to Damanshi's help, was rather interesting

While Liu Kang deemed that Shang Tsung would live a life of misery, to pay for the pain he had done in previous timelines, he did not consider the possibility of someone changing what he had planned

Shang would live life begging for coin, in rags, and maybe die in the streets with no coin to his name

As Shang finished his daily beatings from the local angry villagers (with pitchforks no less), you came along to drag his worn body back to the shop-- creating a sort of companionship neither one could put a name on

Before meeting Shang, you also struggled much like he did-- no family to your name, always on the run from officials and Umgadi alike

He didn't trust you at first, hesitant on your kindness from making sure he wasn't getting beat up in his sleep or continue sleeping outside

Shang did not trust you until you both agreed on a deal-- with the two of you clearly struggling, maybe there was a way to help one another

With your skills as a thief, you could steal not only high-quality materials for Shang to use for his false medicines to give them truth-- but other high value items as well such as jewelry and books

Shang would use whatever you found and give you a portion of the money he made, since you would keep some of the valuables you've found for yourself

This was your relationship for the next few years-- two people using tricks to meet end's meet

You would both wake a little before the sun rose, preparing yourselves for the day ahead

Sometimes you'd catch Shang trying to pull his long hair back into a bun, eyes examining how his hands-- covered in small cuts and bruises-- brushed loose strands back as he looked in the small mirror the makeup box offered him

Sometime's he would watch you get ready, admiring your bare back as muscles rolled and flexed while you put on your clothes for the day-- he admired your strength and tenacity, as you admired his cleverness and deceit

You both complimented and contrasted one another, almost balanced with one another as you would head out to collect more items for Shang to use or sell and he would use his charms to take money from those who would have it

Feelings for one another did not come about until things started to become... more casual with one another

The back of your hands would briefly brush up against one another more often, mumbling apologies whenever it occurred

Sometimes, though, those "accidents" would happen more often and sometimes linger, beckoning you to try another taste of his touch-- to feel his thin hand in your own

Other times came to sleep, whenever it got too cold during the night, Shang would suggest sharing the one bed to preserve warmth the best you two could

Sometimes, when your back is turned against him, you can feel the slow and steady breathing of his lungs in the state of sleep, a sign that he was alive.

Sometimes you could feel him shiver, and if he was asleep, bring him closer to you to help with the cold or was he simply faking it for attention, hmmm??? *(eyebrow raise and wiggle)*

When feelings began to become more obvious, as did the more accidents

But you both seem to understand that something was growing, something was blossoming beyond simple companionship

How to say it in words, you didn't know. Shang didn't know either.

It was something that neither one could ignore for long

So after years of it being "business" only to friends to now... whatever this was now

Everything felt right

Even though you were not rich like the kings of old, constantly remained on the move from village to village in Outworld, occasionally beaten by villagers

At the end of the day, when the moon stood high in the dark sky, pale light shining on the carriage, you two still had one another

Tending to one another's wounds, making light jokes about what happened, reminiscing about the past

The last thing you both would always see is each other's faces as you both lied down and dimmed the candle that served as light for the small room-- tired, exhausted, but happy

This was the huckster's love, before something much grander than your own home-- your own world-- intervened

[dixi3feral]

Hope everyone is having a good Taco Tuesday ♨️🌮♨️

[demento-mori]

baby im collecting genders like pokemon

[foxmushro0m]

Here is Elarys, one of Lian's creations

He/She is made of Porcelain :>, She's a helper and she can also play music, I mean, he/she can't talk, but she's like a music box?? I don't know if it's understandable, it helps with things like normal tasks, nothing too heavy because he/she can break 😰

PR5Y = Porcelain Robot 5 Years (5 Years To be produced/created)

[idiotmf]

Alien who loves your skin

NSFW, MDNI

Content: Fully gender neutral reader, slow fucking

Alien boyfriend who is obsessed with touching your skin. Bonus points if you have skin imperfections for him to be amazed about.

He gets super excited when you shave because “it's so smooth!!” But he also doesn't care if you don't, because, look! You can grow fur!

He endlessly traces scars, as if he's trying to feel every little thing, committing it to memory. 

Sometimes he touches your skin, then his own, and then yours again, marveling at how different you are. You're so soft, squishy, and cute!

He'll trace your skin while slowly thrusting into you, his claws carefully teasing your sensitive spots, making you writhe in pleasure and frustration at his slow pace. 

He's not an aggressive lover most of the time, but he does enjoy teasing you quite a lot—the look on your face when you can't get enough, the way your hips shake to try and get his alien cock deeper into you.

He'll let you wriggle for a while but then grabs your hips, his thumb-like claws softly stroking your skin as he holds you still for more slow torture. 

He loves the way your skin flushes as you moan out, and your voice is another thing he loves about you. 

Sometimes, he'll flip you over and fuck your hole from behind; it's something you showed him in the hopes he would go feral on you. It turns out he does love the position, but only because you make such cute mewling sounds when he doesn't give you what you want.

These days, he just slow-fucks you while sensually tracing your beautiful back and watching those cute goosebumps erupt all over your skin. 

He revels when your orgasm builds, your body writhing in need, trying so desperately to get more but he's denying you, pounding into your puffy hole for hours with excruciatingly slow movements, almost carefully so, but deep enough to hit all of your favorite spots. 

You don't know if it's despite the painfully slow pace or because of it, but every orgasm feels more shaking than the last, leaving you not only panting but wanting more, and he'll give you exactly that. His pace switches quickly, leaving you just enough time to let out a small yelp before he starts that punishing pace that makes you see stars, just before he cums inside of you, the slightly bioluminescent seed painting your beautifully smooth thighs, as he makes sure to touch your skin some more and let you know just how pretty you are, calling you his favorite star in the galaxy.

[intotheelliwoods]

Pronouns?

[holyhomox]

Not a bunch of queer vampires, being able to completely destroy my life

[glughs]

little lad + little lady term flags

> A flag for those who use little lad (left) or little lady (right) to describe themselves, regardless of gender.

[randomnfandom]

Black no prounouns reader

Price:So you told B/Y/N to be a slave with you? Gaz:Um maybe..... Price:What made you think that was smart or approprite Gaz:I was nervous and watched a black history month movie!!

*Soap laughing his ass of while ghost just gived gaz a side eye* Gaz:So you guys think they'll give me a second date? Ghost:If they do their just as crazy as you *They went on a second date with him*

[poll-boy]

i’m fucking stupid and missed a couple options so i’ll redo this poll tomorrow oops

- if you want to submit a poll, you can on my blog! any and all suggestions are appreciated :)