#your dm's are NOT open young lady (I say as if I'm older)

[dumbdolphin333]

bro my sister needs to STOP pining for a boyfriend on her blog THAT IS GONNA BE A 50 YEAR OLD MAN

[lutawolf]

Hello Luta,

How are you?

Hope you are alright. 😊

I just wanted to say how lucky I was that I stumbled opon your blog when I was going through VegasPete tags. This couple was the ONE for me. And how I see myself in Pete is mind-blowing to me. And on many blogs how people describe Pete as this innocent guy who was seduced by bad bad guy Vegas, just didn't make any sense for me. As it didn't seemed right how they described Pete.

So when I started reading your through on Pete and Vegas and there relationship, it just clicked, like YEEEESS finely someone described what I was seeing and put in such beautiful sentences 💙💙💙

Also as person who was exposed to 🌽 with element of BDSM in really young age and seeing the way it depiction lady's and women as exposable and useball... and It just broke my heart. When I was a little bit older and I had acseess to Internet I think ob the back of my head I still had that thought that it can be something I'm in to but finding information about BDSM at that time was nightmare expecially in my native language as there where so many depiction of women just being humiliated and put in slave position by man( And that was definitely somethingI was not interested in as child abuse survive and as a woman). So there was second time I gave it a go with 50ShadesofGray that film and before that that books was horrendous and only much later I read somewhere that people from BDSM community who explained why this is not right depiction of life style and community.

So here I am just watching BL KinnPorche expecting nothing, but maybe so hot bed scenes and I just feel like WOW....THIS IS IT. This is something I had pictured in my hear and it resonates with me. ( I do understand that the portrait of BDSM in series wasn't perfect and it is not the real life depiction 😊)

And than I found your blog and it was SOOOO eye opening like no kidding every time I read you post about BDSM I just sit down and trying to figure out is it something I will like. And it just every time 🤯🤯🤯.

You are the first person that I found you shows the reality of this life stile, without glamorising it. And I am SOOO GREATFUL TO YOU. Like you made me feel safe and comfortable even maybe it was or wasn't intentional. And it sooo free of judgment and your taking your time explaining staff it just 💙💙💙

Like I just came here to say THANK YOU SOOO MUCH. Like I cannot express how GREATFUL I am for you writing long metas or reviews of the shows and answering questions.

P.S. Sorry if there are mistakes as English is not my first language 😊😅.

P.S.S. Also sorry if this just doesn't make any sense 😬 😅 my ADHD and high emotions can get better of me.

P.S.S.S. If something I said or mentioned is making you uncomfortable, please ignore this rumbling. It was not my intention, the only think was to show how grateful I am to you writing this blog and how happy I am as I found it.

P.S.S.S.S. Also I hope I don't make you uncomfortable as I'm going through your blog rebloging all your old post. (Please let me know if I do make uncomfortable)

As I said before Thank You for Your blog.

Anna💙💙💙

Hey Hey anna,,

Thank you so much for the time you've spent on my blog 💜💜💜

Yeah.. Pete is far from innocent. He watched Vegas kill people and torture people without flinching. Because he has done the same thing. That's why he could easily forgive what was done to him by Vegas. He is no innocent. Nor kind. His generosity only extends to those in his circle.

You were conditioned. Whoosh. I'm so fucking sorry. I know you don't want pity cause I will literally throw hands at people who give it to me. But I am sorry and feel free to drop in my DM any time. I can't be your counselor but I'm happy to be a companion.

I try to be as real as possible about the lifestyle. It can be a wonderful place with the most accepting people. Real kinksters truly believe in safe, sane, and consensual. However, there are people who prey in the community and people aren't safe if that's swept under the rug. With that said, grooming is going to give you big fat triggers. You need to let anyone you are with know this. If you have any questions any at all, do not hesitate to ask me. Don't take any risks. Be safe.

There is no judgement on my blog. My kinkster flag will fly and I'm happy to give that support to others. Luckily others feel the same and it's built into a warm community. I'm glad you found us. 💜💜💜

Please never apologize for any mistakes. There will never be judgement here. I have only mad respect for all my bilingual peeps. To which all my friends are. Language shouldn't be about perfection but bridging the gap of community, so that we can better understand each other. So that we can lend support and companionship. Not to show how superior we are. So again never apologize about your English. I'm just here to hear you, not judge.

I too am ADHD and often go *bird* at any given time.

There was absolutely nothing that you said that made me uncomfortable. None. You were expressive and I understood everything you were telling me. 💜💜💜

I love when people like and/or repost my posts. It means you like my stuff. That's like a virtual high five or platonic kiss. *looking at you @ellaspore * Dude, I love that shit so spam away.

I used to try to give ad much love on ya'lls blogs as you gave me. You guys always win though. 😆 thank you for the Ask and the love. I truly appreciate it and seriously contact me if you need help with anything. 💜💜💜

Also PS: English is my first language and I fuck up all the time. It's why I don't write fiction any more. So seriously no judgement.

[selis-scion]

Hello, I am Selis, please to meet you. Jugdral has become quite a dangerous place...

My father died when I was young, and now I have to set things right in the Grannevale Empire.

Like I said, I am Selis Baldos Chalphy, daughter of the late Sigurd and Deirdre. I am the leader of the liberation army. I am skilled in the arts of war, sword and lance alike, as I've been training since I was young, and I am also proficient in horsemanship. I aspire to be a great leader one day, much like my father.

Oh, my age? I'm 19. I think I know why you want to know that. We can talk about that kind of thing in my room, you know. But, I have a thing for the ladies, and dragon blood has caused too much strife. I don't think children are in my future, so to speak.

Oh? The one behind the screen? Now that's something I can't tell you, but um, they're older than me. So, please, keep the bedroom talk away if you're not of age.

Oh that picture? A mysterious being inhabiting a magical box made it, not a human. I think it was called "Ai"? "Eye?" Either way, I don't think it was living, so don't pay too much attention.

But to talk some Etiquette,

If you want to RP with me, feel free to ask away.

But I might be a bit choosy. I'm sorry about that.

I am open to plot, as well laid plans go better, so said Oifey and Llewellyn.

Do talk in DMs. I enjoy that.

I may disappear for missions, so be wary of hiatuses, but don't be afraid to send messages to me at anytime. A dance takes two after all.

You aren't Naga, you can't control me. And I don't care how strong you are. I am a potent fighter. Don't act like a God.

But, if you want to already be my lover, I'm always happy.

But since I already am an alternate reality, one thread of fate doesn't tangle another.

And of that, there's a multitude of Outrealms. I'll be as adaptable as I can.

Bedroom Rules:

No minors. I mean it. Now, yeah, a dragon might be a thousand years old, I'll accept that. But I mean for those behind the screen, leave me well alone.

I only like ladies, and the female form. Sorry guys, I'll be your friend, but you're not getting in bed with me. Adding on, I said it before, I don't want children, so even if you're a lady, if you have the parts, I'm going to have to say no.

I'm not food or a toilet. If you're eating me, it's not in a literal sense, and don't be gross. Please.

Violence makes for poor courtship. I might make a lady mine, but I will always treat her with respect first. I ask the same.

Simplified Rules:

Asks, DMs, Plotting, etc.: Good.

Don't Godmod.

I'm somewhat selective. Not necessarily mutuals only though.

Crossover and Ship friendly. Also open to, and quite friendly towards preexisting relationships.

18+ interactions are quite allowed, but No Minors (that's you, the mun). Any partners are assumed 18+, and I'm not getting into the dragon debate.

No Scat, Vore, Watersports, etc.

No Futa.

Girl on Girl only.

No Rape, Noncon or excessive violence.

[serede986]

(HC) Self Harm - Jumin, 707 and Saeran(GE)

TW⚠️

Thank you so much for the request @qlassicc . Tho I'm so sorry I took 5 months to complete this, that was way too rude of me, I'm really sorry. I hope this completes what you asked for. Please feel free to demand a rewrite.

TW⚠️ Self Harm, mentioned abuse, assault.

~

Jumin

It's finally time, huh? What did we even do to you bitch? Taking our Jumin away for your selfish needs.

What do you hate? Height? Why don't I try and push you down the building?

You tried, breathing heavy and tears. Clutching your chest you fell to your knees, sobbing, trying to get some amount of oxygen in your system.

This was not the first time someone's comment hurt you, but it was getting worse and worse.

Sometimes it's them, or sometimes those high class wives, trying to bring you down, excusing their behaviour by putting up any petty excuse.

Jumin could suspect your growing anxiousness. Knowing how closely he observes you, you are certain he already knows.

But, I'm hurting him..

Rattled by the small voice in your head, your fingers snacked through your hair, pulling it so roughly. Your sobs were now screams.

It's hard, isn't it?

Looking up, you could spot a pink string. Elizabeth's leash. It was blurry, but enough for you to walk up there and grab it. Wrapping it tight around your wrist, you could see your hand slowly turning purple.

"MC? Dar' where are you?" You heard your husband call out your name, walking towards the room you were in.

Quickly wiping your eyes you hid your hand behind your back, smiling, trying to look as normal as possible.

Washroom is emp-

"Hello love- what's wrong?" Voice laced with concern, Jumin narrowed his eyes at you. Standing in front of you.

"Elizabeth's leash, can I have it MC?"

Leash that partly hung down was visible after your skirt ended below your knees.

Breath hitched in your throat.

You nodded, not really having the courage to speak, afraid you would burst out crying.

Suddenly, he grabbed your hands from your back. You hissed, feeling his finger touch your wrist.

His eyes spoke of shock, welled with tears. A sob escaped you.

He gently unwrapped the leash, staring down at your hand, his tears falling on the purple.

"I... Won't ask why.. seven told me about those comments, and I was aware of those ladies and I still couldn't do-"

"Jumin.. p-please don't leave.."

"I won't MC, we'll go through this together. "

"Mhmm.. " resting your head on his chest, you feel his hand softly caressing your head, pecking.

~

707

I'm 50, is it okay with you sweetheart

-No, I have a husband.

You have a husband? Why don't we leave that douchebag and escape to the Maldives.

-No. I love my husband, there's no way I'd leave him for a creep like you.

Oh c'mon darling, don't be so sour now. How much do you want? 5000?

-It's not about money.

Oh! Perfect then! Why don't we start with some nudes then?

*picture*

Oh my goodness- stop it.

This was the third time you blocked this guy but again he made a fake account to contact you.

Afraid as you were, you wanted to contact Seven, but didn't really know how or if he would even trust you. It's been going on for months now.

Flashbacks of when you were 16 started to creep into your mind. How you were so much into partying and how you somehow let so many creeps in your life, how it was so difficult to get out of the phase, how it was so difficult to be safe.

But.. Why is it happening again?

Your breath starts constructing in your throat it's so tight. Why would this happen again

Ugggghhhhdjjxjsmxjwkd

Breathing out, you looked down at your legs. Tho light, but those scars were still visible.

Taking the blade out of the first aid box, you close your eyes,piercing your skin. You let out hiss immediately followed by a sigh of relief.

Placing the blade on other leg-

"NO! MC!"

His hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling your grip from the blade.

"Stop this please stop this! you know how important you are to me, right? t-then why are you doing this? MC please tell me what's going on?" He exclaimed, throwing the blade somewhere in the room.

He cradled you in his arms, rocking back and forth trying to calm you down. You told him in between cries of panic and pain.

"Shhh.. it's okay MC." He muttered out phrases that caressed love and worry. As your story completed, those creeps in your high school, how you unintentionally got older men's attention, how similar stuff started to appear on your insta handle, how you were threatened, you stopped hearing any voice from Saeyoung.

Looking up, you could see all the usual shine in his eyes, vanished.

"Sae.. hey.."

His eyes met yours, meeting you in a soft kiss. Breaking from the kiss, he muttered "I said this in our vows, and I'll say this again, I'll always protect you, and you'll never hear from any creep ever again."

You gasped lightly, then nuzzled your head on his shoulder. You could feel him move from giggles and laughter, as he slowly saw the creep suffer through his computer screen.

~

Saeran

You are such a disgrace to our family! What a worthless daughter, huh?

You were sitting there on the floor, legs covered with fresh and old, cuts, and scars older than ten years, slapping you on your run from your home.

Memories of how your family set up random people to sleep with you, and marry you at the young age of 14, started to creep into your mind since the last few days.

Your eyes burned, dry, as you tried to close them.

How tough it is for you, huh? You just have to marry that man. Why don't you just accept your fate and live with it?

MC.. you're a lady, it is your destiny to live with a man and serve him. If you get beaten up, you deserve it.

But that man is 20 year older than me..

Do not talk back.

You let out a scream, grabbing your hair, pulling it with as much force as possible.

Your sister with whom you lost contact was on a call with you, informing you of her pregnancy with a girl. You started to get scared remembering how your childhood was ruined, how you, a girl, was treated in your household. Not only you but your sister too and how you escaped that home or hell to term it otherwise.

Your anxiety started to take over you, another victim of your family's beliefs. Another young life on the verge of being ruined.

Can this not happen anymore?

You ran away, and your fiance will leave you soon too. Let him realise what a worthless brat you are.

You wanted money, didn't you? Soon he'll realise you're a gold dig-

"NO I AM NOT!" You yelled into the phone, immediately throwing the phone at the nearest wall, shattering. Tiny glass pieces hit you back, piercing your skin.

Startled, you heard the rattle of the door knob, trying to push in.

"Saer-" your breath hitched in your throat, trying to call him. "I'm a bit busy Sae, I'll be out in a while.." you called out to him, nervous as you didn't hear any response from him.

The door turned open, he looked at you. You knew he was shocked, but he didn't really let it get to his face, knowing how much you needed him now, no matter how much you denied him.

Walking out, he soon came back with first aid box, sitting down in front of you, covering any bruises and scratches on your skin.

"I'm sorry Saeran.."

Your nervousness grew, receiving no response from him. Was he disappointed in you?

"... You're not worthless MC. You're everything to me, I.. cannot even try to imagine my life without you, you're that important to me. Please don't do this, not anymore MC, please?" You looked up into his eyes, tears damp on his cheeks.

You nodded looking down on your knees, ashamed.

"A-and don't be ashamed either. I have a surprise for you. Last week, Jaehee noona taught me how to make ice cream, and I made chocolate."

You looked up at him with a gasp, what a sweet surprise!

A few days later you started going to the counselling sessions with Saeran, seeking help together. Your sister was rescued by Saeyoung and Jumin, receiving help and support from different psychiatrist, and support for her child from the government.

~

Help is always available. Here is a post that mentions helplines that can be useful. My dms and asks are always open.