#sometimes it’s kink

[thebibliosphere]

I just emotionally knee-capped a friend on accident.

We were talking about kink dynamics in our writing and she confessed she didn’t understand the appeal of brats or what you’re really supposed to get out of bratting. Like she really likes Nathan’s soft dom dynamic but she confessed if Vlad turns into a little shit for the sake of it because he “enjoys being annoying” she’d probably go off him as a character and I had to pause and be like, you really think bratting is just about being annoying?

Yes she did. Then went on to talk about the kind of cookie cutter het-romances where attraction is built on annoying people (I’m sure it exists in queer romance too I’ve just thankfully never read it.) and how she can’t stand that kind of thing which is fair because same.

But no, I said, that’s not the bratting dynamic I’m building for Vlad in Phangs.

So what dynamic was I going to explore?

“Well, multiple aspects really, but for Vlad, it’s the certainty of knowing you’re in a safe space where you can say “no” to someone in a position of authority and know they’ll still love you afterwards.

That and funishments. Can’t go wrong with a good old fashioned span—are you fucking crying?”

Woops.

[es-draws]

Choose your fighter I'm a 1

[boythingpup]

when i have 2 muts who are dating each other i hopethey all know this is how i look at their thrwads n replies to eachother

[grossillygirl]

i have an obsession with public groping fantasies recently. i just want my tits to be grabbed, my nipples pinched and pulled and played with. someone to rub their cock on my ass, taking my hand and making me stroke them until they cum, walking around with their cum on me uhdhdbdbdb

[cyber333angel]

BREEDING KINK WITH CLARK KENT !

a/n : very smutty obvi, fem!reader, daddy kink. mating press. enjoy >.<

it was hot. way too hot that your decorated rooms aroma was filled only with the smell of you and clarks sweaty skin sticking to each other, mixed with the breath hitching pants that came out of the two of you. your pleasure was only heightened with the feeling of him on top of you, weighing and pressing you down, making you feel so..caged in. he was unconsciously forcing you to really feel just how deep he was inside of you, thrusting into your soaked walls with his girthy dick and muscular arms. “haah baby, can feel you squeezing me so tight..” you were but it was only because of how pressured you were feeling, having to look straight into clarks eyes as he plows into you with his intoxicated gaze. he makes your head so blurry with the way he uses his dick and doesn’t even know it, “ mm s’good, feel you filling me.. so deep!” you whine out with your hands resting on top of his neck, hips senselessly flowing along with his as they move back and forth on the bed. “mm wait, t-too deep s’gonna reach-“ you sob, it’s like you could feel his dick messing up your insides, overstimulating but all the more satisfying.

you push at his abdomen with weak arms and squeezed shut eyes, getting cut off with a moan being pulled from your throat as clark brings you back with a hand on your jaw. “reach where hm? gonna reach your tummy? huh gonna-gonna let me give you a baby?” he was basically blabbering at this point, too pussydrunk to think rationally. and you mindlessly nodded your head along with your boyfriend. “yes please clark! gonna make you a daddy!” the sound of you and clarks skin bouncing off each other was disgusting, the slapping of his balls against your ass and the creaks of the bed under you.

clarks pace gets faster as he keeps thrusting into you, cock almost kissing your cervix while you hear a flow of pleads from above you. “you’ll let me cum inside right? promise it will feel so good angel-you have to let me fill you u-up..” and he just sounds so cute when he begs like that, of course he can, anything he wants. “yesyes please! wanna feel it so bad daddy..” that nickname only flustering him more and making your boyfriend bottom out in your pussy, forehead pressing against yours, “fuckfuck-“ seeing his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth in a frown. dick sloppily thrusting into you when you feel ropes of cum shoot into you, warm and in an abundance, you scratch at his back and squeeze your thighs around clarks waist.

“mph makin me feel so’good clark!” you say bucking your hips into him, making you feel his length so much deeper in your cunt and only making clarks whimpers louder as he finishes cumming inside. “too much-“ he winced, unconsciously still thrusting into you slowly while you rub your sensitive bud, cumming all over his dick with a cry as he holds your back. clark lifts you slightly until your sat on his lap, his face in the warm crook of your neck breathing heavily. you were sure your insides were a mess, filled to the brim of clark and you just finished too. your boyfriend looks up at you with his doe eyes and his slight smile, “what?” you giggle to him and he kisses the skin of your chest. “thank you sweetheart.” laughing even more when you realize he’s thanking you for letting him cum inside.

[t00thpasteface]

i don't mean to sound like an ingrate but sometimes i'll randomly check the profiles of some of the people who follow me whenever i'm getting a huge burst of followers and their bio or pinned will be like "dni if you support problematic ships or talk about nsfw things" and i wish my blog had a script or macro i could run where every time i get a follower like that it makes a post about a ship having violent problematic sex at knifepoint. smutty fiction about helpless victims getting kidnapped and pounded by werewolves or dragons or creepy cultists or mind-controlling vampires is actually based and creating/sharing it can be a great social activity. sorry to hear you think a fanfic tagged dead dove is evidence of moral depravity but i'm too busy taking classes for solving actual problems like overfishing and microplastics to worry about whether blorbo got enthusiastic consent before giving scrimbus a prostate orgasm

[milkygothgf]

Sometimes I think abt having a dom that I get to let out all my crazy toxic thoughts and fantasies with. Like a dom that encourages my jealousy, plays into my delusions, thinks my obsessiveness is cute, and gets off on it. Someone that lets me safely be batshit insane and loves it and we both get horny from it<333

[theabigailthorn]

I was just showing a cishet friend round my new place and he said, "Why do you have a smoke machine in your bedroom?" and I had to be like "Uuuhhhh..." 😳

[yesmissnyx]

Shout out to anxious subs who need clear directions. Anxious subs who need a lot of checking-in and reassurance. Anxious subs who need help communicating their needs and desires. Anxious subs who want their dom to take control and order them around and take the burden of choice away from them. Anxious subs who just want their dom to turn their brain to mush so they don't have to think anymore.

You're worth the extra effort and the extra communication, and I hope you find exactly the accommodation you need to have a happy and fulfilling kink experience <3

[xpupslxtx]

transgender pup play sex is the best thing humans have invented and it is such a shame there are bigots and conservatives out there who will never experience this

[biggirldreaming]

my voice kink 🤝 playing your voice notes 100x

[bunnyboy-juice]

bunny butt: shiny edition ✨

[op is a femme dyke, he/ze/bun pronouns]

[curiousmons]

Torn between wanting an intellectual monster partner that I can learn and hear about monster society from, and a sex-crazed beast that stalks me for the perfect time to kidnap me to return to their cave for a breeding frenzy

[fast-burn]

sloppy seconds, landoscar + mark webber or tbh whoever

yeah i'm Down To Clown with mark webber being in this!!

kink list here

XXX

"No way," Lando blurts when he shoves his hand down the back of Oscar's shorts and finds him already hot, wet, and open. "Did you start without me?"

"Something like that," Oscar demurs, eyes flicking down and away. Lando wonders, not for the first time, what the fuck is up with his long, light brown eyelashes. Every time he looks at them fluttering against the thin, lilac skin below Oscar's eyes, it's like mental. He has girl eyelashes, honest.

"Couldn't wait, huh?" Asks Lando because he really can't stop to ponder how pretty Oscar is when he's got his middle two fingers hooked right into Oscar's bum.

Oscar kisses him instead of answering, which is alright actually. Lando likes making out more than actual sex sometimes. When you're kissing someone they usually hold you close, all snuggly, so it's double the niceness. Lando licks Oscar's tongue and behind his teeth, and uses his hand snagged in Oscar's arse to pull their groins flush together. It's absolutely mint. Lando could stay like this forever, except he does kind of want to get off. His cock is throbbing in his sweatpants, eager up against the solid line of Oscar's erection.

Lando wiggles his fingers inside Oscar, sort of digging around in there. He's really wet. It's some weird kind of lube, a different texture than Oscar's usual. Lando breaks their kiss and pulls his fingers out, curious.

It's definitely not lube.

"Osc, what is this?" Lando blurts, but it's pretty obvious that it's jizz.

Decently fresh jizz.

"You said it was okay," Oscar says, voice going really quiet, hackles up. Lando hates when he does that. It took forever to get Oscar to relax and be a weirdo around him.

"Yeah, of course it's okay. But I thought we'd maybe talk about it first."

Truth is that Lando wanted to know what kind of blokes Oscar would go for if it was truly open season. There was some competitive part of him that wanted Oscar to go looking for someone supplemental but still come crawling back to Lando, because Lando was the best. He figured Oscar would be into other shy little nerds.

"It came out of the blue, that's all," says Oscar, starting to try and wiggle out of there, so Lando tightens his arm around Oscar's shoulders. "Wasn't much time to run it by you."

"So who was it?"

Oscar goes very still. He looks away again. He mutters something.

"Say again?" Lando asks.

"It was Mark," Oscar confesses, barely above a church mouse whisper.

"Webber?" Lando blurts, makes it sound like Wibbah by accident because he's a cunt and can't help himself.

"Sorry," Oscar mumbles, and Lando kisses him because he can hear the shame, the regret. He never wants Oscar to feel bad about anything unless it's because he came second in the WDC to Lando.

And Lando is kind of upset, but not because Webber is way too old, or because he's Oscar's mentor, or because Webber is not even that hot. Lando's pissed because--technically--Mark is better than Lando. On a purely win-based statistic. So there's only one solution: fuck Webber's come out of Oscar.

"Don't be sorry. It's so hot," Lando lies, because ew he doesn't really want to think about Webber's wrinkly old dick. He's like married. And retired. Gross.

Oscar starts to melt back into Lando's arms. "Yeah? You don't mind?"

"Not if you don't mind me taking my sloppy seconds," Lando says, unbuttoning Oscar's shorts and pushing them down his thighs.

"You're such a perv," Oscar says, wrinkling his cute fucking nose, but Lando can tell that he's not seriously complaining, because he follows up with: "Don't worry about prepping me, mate. You can just slide right in."

Oscar bends over the end of Lando's hotel bed eagerly. He's actually the perfect height for Lando, which is crazy Cinderella's-slipper shit, even if the position is kind of hell on his back and he'll have to slip out of Oscar later to do physio stuff on the floor. Oscar's hole does look used. It's hot pink and swollen. Lando feels another spike of irritation looking at it, so he puckers his lips and spits on it. Oscar shivers.

He's right, though. No prep necessary. Lando thrusts in with hardly any trouble, and Oscar moans, then grunts like Lando heard him once on the massage table, all guttural and loud. Webber's jizz makes a creamy streak up the shaft of Lando's cock when he pulls out. Bad manners, isn't it? To neglect a condom when fucking someone else's man.

Or is Lando fucking Webber's man? Technically Webber had Oscar first, but not like this, Lando is pretty sure. Maybe Webber fucked Oscar because he's jealous that Lando got inside him. Maybe he was all pissed-off because Lando planted his flag in Oscar's hole and took his gay-virginity.

Well, tough shit. Lando is going to be a champion and Webber has one foot in the grave, practically. Lando is going to fuck Oscar just right.

"That feel good?" Lando asks, barely stopping himself from adding baby on the end. They don't do pet-names. That would be a slippery slope for sure.

"Uh-huh," Oscar says. "Feels like you. So good--the best."

Lando might as well be ten feet tall. He's glowing like those big tree-things in Singapore, lit up from the inside and all the way up. Webber's come is smearing around Oscar's hole, Webber is the one who made him all loose, but he's not the one making Oscar groan and whimper now. He's not the one making Oscar say Gonna come Lando, please, please, you're making me come, oh-- Because Lando is the best. Get absolutely wasted, you geriatric old prick.

[glitterpinkfemme]

Thinking about how I used to go to the movie theater with my ex and they'd finger fuck me until I'd soaked through my underwear AND jeans. I'd beg for them to let me cum and they'd slap my pussy, put their other hand around my neck, and tell me to be a good girl and wait until we got home...

[muttknot]

what the fuck is therapy? when i'm in a bad mood or stressed about something i find a girl who feels compelled to always be dominant but doesn't really like it and i pin her down and threaten to bite her throat open and force her to lick my pits and feet and bulge until she knows her place