I actually don’t mind that “dead dove” has become conversational shorthand for “fics with heavy themes where you REALLY need to pay attention to the warnings”. such is the nature of language. what i do mind is when people tag their actual fics with dead dove and then give no indication of what they’re actually warning about. that is useless. that helps no one. that is completely against the spirit of the meme. i will not be reading that

Someday, I will buckle down and write my sexy monster fucking version of King Lindworm, where the prince stays at least semi-dragonfied. But see, I'm torn. Do I make the monster prince cis and he's semi-dragonfied from the wedding night, and now he's just the heir to throne and also a traumatized, aggressive monster boy married to a Very Weird peasant girl who's THE FUTURE QUEEN NOW and also yeah she's kind of a witch and oh by the way the prince is VERY MUCH not a regular person and oh by the way you know all those princesses he ate? Yeah their dads are like mad.

Or

OR

Is he only called 'the prince' because dragons are all intersex and their gender is always self-selected? Is his human form female and the peasant girl actually does complete the ritual and EVERYONE is surprised? And the king and queen just chuck their new 'princess' in a dungeon to rot out of sight and send peasant-queen home to her goddamn mill like you didn't see shit and she's like actually no I am angry AND fearless AND very horny for dragons and her trans dragon husband is all I WILL break out of here I WILL learn the magic it takes to get my real body back I WILL find my wife and the human prince is sweating goddamn bullets as Deranged Peasant Witch and Deranged Trans Dragon Prince and Idiot Moron Queen are all plotting different plots and several of these plots end with him dead.

So here's the thing, what happens is that, after wiping the floor with her, she is still trying to ARGUE WITH HIM about how she knows he can BE GOOD AGAIN because he is her CLONE he is her BLOOD he doesn't have to be evil yadda yadda!!!

And that just FEELS WEIRD to him because as far as he's concerned, she should have NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM he is his own SEPARATE person and he starts throwing a bunch of unfair mistakes in her face and then they're screaming at each other, and he isn't in the mood to like KILL HER so he just starts...grabbing, and manhandling...and they're both panting and frustrated and she's actually pinned, for once, and fuck, he hates her costume, her ridiculous, girlie, triggering costume, and he hates how sexy everybody else seems to find it, so he he just tears it off and

Fuck. She's gained, weight, since he was split from her (rejected), has been working on eating more, maybe, or something. Her tits are bigger and her stomach looks very different than he remembers, and she's just gaping at him as he shoves her legs open and starts pulling down her panties, and she's asking him what the hell he's doing, and he counters by asking when she started shaving her pussy, and on impulse alone he reaches out and gives it a gentle caress, just casually rubs his hands over it, and she makes a very weird little noise--

And you know what might make her understand exactly how much he can't fucking stand her? What might make her hesitate to show up and interfere the next time he's trying to fucking work? What might make her be of use to him for once (because fuck his t-shots are making him fucking horny and he loves fucking girls with love handles and thick thighs and heavy tits) as some relief for his aching dick?

So he fucks her, with his fingers and with his tongue and with a toy he just has on him for whatever reason, and she's losing her mind on his dick because yeah, he still knows that pussy better than anyone, so her body is screaming for more, but he's calling her mean names, saying sexist shit in a cooing, sultry tone just to make he gasp and snarl, humiliating her on his cock. To her horror, the strap-on plus superpowers means he can fuck her for hours. He does, throwing her from one position to another, abusing her pussy, ignoring the muffled cries behind her gag. He bites her tits and her dimpled ass and her supple stomach, and she's blushing and cringing through every orgasm, confused by the attention and shocked that her body loves it so much.

When they're done, he pulls out his strap and strokes her a few more times. Her cunt and her breasts and her stomach again. He tells her that from now on, any time he beats her in a fight, he's going to fuck her again, just like that, only meaner. Much, much meaner. So, if she ever shows up to stop him again, he'll take that as consent.

OKAY SO HEAR ME OUT

Superhero chick, right? One of her enemies is a clone of her, right? And the clone BEAR WITH ME is a trans guy, yeah? And like they're both bi and like WHAT IF one day if he totally wipes the floor with her and then he just tears off her cute little costume and hate fucks her in the rubble???

AND LIKE, that's his cunt too, he knows exactly what to do to it and like I honestly think I could get like a whole series out of self-hating clonecest arch enemy rape porn, I REALLY THINK I COULD--

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A Different Kind Of Dirty Talk

It’s after Encore but before Keep Talking. Caelum’s fucking Kase into the hotel mattress. Kase hasn’t felt this desperate to submit in years and it’s making him a little emotional. Somehow, that just makes the sex dirtier. 

Click under the cut for edging, collaring, face-slapping, dirty talk, embarrassment kink, forced praise, dom sub dynamics with a lot of power exchange, some over tones of CNC, subspace, ‘Alpha’ as a title, and two hot werewolves screwing each other’s brains out. 

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Nonverbal

Pack Animus has arrived at their Spring cabin and are spending the afternoon on some warm-up sex. The pack Omega, Rose, is playing with Gage and Sebastian. Problem is, the boys can’t agree on who gets her first. 

Click under the cut for oral sex, leg humping, lots of dirty talk, pretty underwear, subspace, a sub going nonverbal, and the praise kink I am beginning to embrace as my signature. 

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So. Quite frequently on here, I see a text post fantasy that is repeatedly punctuated with this: (CONSENSUAL THOUGH!!! This would be CONSENSUAL!!!) or I wish I could have sex in public (But oh my god I could never cuz, you know, consent…) or How hot would it be to grab somebody and just start fucking (after we had a nice long talk about consent ofc lol) 

Guys. 

Dudes. 

People. 

It’s a fantasy! It’s a little made up story in your head! Within the context of a fantasy, nobody is getting hurt! This is not the real world where people’s safety could be at risk. You can fantasize about having sex in an alley without typing a whole paragraph about how you and your imaginary part blockaded the entire street and made a contract with every possible spectator. You can daydream about having sex with your boyfriend while he’s on the phone without repeating 400 times that you would NEVER EVER IN A MILLION YEARS EVER DO THAT BECAUSE WHAT IF THE PERSON ON THE OTHER END DIDN’T CONSENT. 

It’s so cool that you guys are so well versed in respecting your partners. And yes, real life public scenes (and real life scenes in general) need consent. But, to be honest? That goes without saying. If your post is not tagged with noncon, if its not explicitly stylized as a rape fantasy, I make the assumption of all parties consenting within it. Your fantasies do not have to sanitized and made “safe”. 

Are you worried about CNC blogs reblogging your content by accident? Okay, I know that might make you uncomfortable. But you have a block button, and sometimes you can’t control who sees your stuff. 

Are you worried someone will accuse you of promoting rape culture in your posts? That is their problem. You do not deserve to be yelled at by a stranger making an inference due to their overzealous nit-picking. And you are a tumblr smut blog. Not a parent or a sexual education teacher (at least in this context). It is not your job to make sure every post is a masterclass in responsible kink!  

Is that fantasy ruined without explicit consent? Well. Okay. But again. In a fantasy, nobody can be hurt. Nothing you fantasize about can make you a bad person or a harmful person. If you are getting yourself hot and bothered to the thought of screwing in a changing room at the mall, you do not have to be guilty over the fact that the imaginary strangers on the other side of the door “didn’t consent”. 

Stay Liberated. 

Please, I’m begging you all, stay liberated, at least in your fantasies. The world polices us and our desires SO MUCH. We shouldn’t do that to ourselves. To each other.    

Gaslighter

Lockman’s been waiting a long time for a client like Marshall. Sweet and vulnerable and trusting. So Lockman begins a long series of mind games to groom Marshall into the perfect plaything.   Click under the cut for gaslighting, manipulation, grooming and brain washing, hypnosis via sleep conditioning, semi-public sex, bad consent, virginity loss, and a client being fucked by their therapist. 

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They keep getting distracted by how badly they want to fuck each other. These idiots are too horny to rape somebody.

First world smut peddler problems: I can't decide what color I want the cheer uniforms to be in the lesbian gang rape I'm writing

First world smut peddler SOLUTIONS: obviously, this is a very shitty school (like the one I went to) and therefore all of the cheer uniforms are recycled or self-bought and are there different colors.

Despite their public school's dire financial situation, these plucky young ladies showed good teamwork skills during this sadistic sexual assault. When they cooperated as a squad to humiliate and degrade their helpless classmate, it proved that students can overcome a great variety of challenges if they have the right mindset. In addition to creative thinking and a fair amount of courage, they demonstrated loyalty by selecting a target who had participated in mocking their friend. And, in doing so, they helped said target accept her own queerness, making the school a more welcoming place! In the male dominated field of throwing a slut against the fucking wall and taking whatever you want from her, these fine young women have exceeded expectations and successfully gang-banged a dumb little whore who deserved it. All in outdated uniforms that don't even match. If we want to encourage intrepid young leaders such as these, we should reward admirable efforts. Don't they deserve to look like a proper team the next time they find themselves in a position to corner a pretty girl (or particularly pathetic boy)?

For these reasons, I nominate the cheerleading squad of Elkbone High School for the Northman Memorial Achievement Scholarship~

First world smut peddler problems: I can't decide what color I want the cheer uniforms to be in the lesbian gang rape I'm writing

First world smut peddler SOLUTIONS: obviously, this is a very shitty school (like the one I went to) and therefore all of the cheer uniforms are recycled or self-bought and are there different colors.

First world smut peddler problems: I can't decide what color I want the cheer uniforms to be in the lesbian gang rape I'm writing

First world smut peddler SOLUTIONS: obviously, this is a very shitty school (like the one I went to) and therefore all of the cheer uniforms are recycled or self-bought and are there different colors.

i just saw your tags on that superhero post and 100% slade and robin were my kinky awakening as a kid, fully convinced he DID help himself that math is mathing

OH MY GOD that dynamic is so fucking hot. Like, the mask kink alone. The STALKING the VIOLENCE the non-zero chance of at least one of them trying to use Daddy as a mind game the COMPETITIVE OBSESSION the fact that Slade DRUGGED HIS MASK to induce WAKING NIGHTMARES in Robin just in case he fucking died like HOLY SHIT--

So I started writing the sexy animal transform story and it turns out I have a thing for goo. So that's news to me, but hey. At least a cheetah cunt boy is having a very good time while getting molested. That's what counts.

Here, you think that LAST fantasy was weird? Try this shit on for size. Imagine a ~* VillainCon *~, where supervillains expo their latest advancements in EVIL, including torture devices. Imagine a cute little sidekick getting kidnapped and used to demonstrate some kinda tentacle beast engineered specifically for rape, screaming as their costume gets ripped off and the thing fucks them in every hole. Imagine a famously badass heroine getting mind controlled into a grinning, bimbo housewife on a demo stage, her captor charging the audience for the pleasure of fucking her mouth. Imagine a small group of civilians getting turned into hypersexualized anthro creatures and auctioned off as henchmen/personal sex slaves.

The Renaissance Center doesn't invite VillainCon back for the next year and most of the presenters got their ASSES KICKED afterwards BUT by god did the convention itself turn a profit!

Update! Heather is currently being forcibly undressed and kissed and molested against the gym lockers. A very tall strong girl from the volleyball team is holding her in place so her gal pals can play a fun little game with her. Once she's naked, she's going to have her pussy shaved bald, get all dressed up in a very slutty outfit, and handed over to the cheerleader she's been slut shaming to fuck with her older sister's strap-on.

Savannah and the girls always get Opal the nicest birthday presents, don't they?

For No ~ Particular ~ Reason

For further context, both scenarios are in the locker room. Soapy boobs being pressed together is likely. Many aggressive hands rubbing a vulnerable, terrified pussy is a definite. And like, the aggressors are going to be a group of...six, minimum.

Whoever is getting fucked is going to be a virgin. A virgin with freckles. And poor baby has no idea she's a lesbian. You know. Until.

Anyway, stay liberated.

Aw, Heather, that's not nice of you! I guess Savannah and her friends kind of had no choice, yeah? Since you were being so mean!

For No ~ Particular ~ Reason

For further context, both scenarios are in the locker room. Soapy boobs being pressed together is likely. Many aggressive hands rubbing a vulnerable, terrified pussy is a definite. And like, the aggressors are going to be a group of...six, minimum.

Whoever is getting fucked is going to be a virgin. A virgin with freckles. And poor baby has no idea she's a lesbian. You know. Until.

Anyway, stay liberated.

Last chance to weigh in on what's gonna happen to our poor little victim. Her name is Heather <3 and she's going to cum so many times!

For No ~ Particular ~ Reason

For further context, both scenarios are in the locker room. Soapy boobs being pressed together is likely. Many aggressive hands rubbing a vulnerable, terrified pussy is a definite. And like, the aggressors are going to be a group of...six, minimum.

Whoever is getting fucked is going to be a virgin. A virgin with freckles. And poor baby has no idea she's a lesbian. You know. Until.

Anyway, stay liberated.

Less than an hour~

For No ~ Particular ~ Reason

For further context, both scenarios are in the locker room. Soapy boobs being pressed together is likely. Many aggressive hands rubbing a vulnerable, terrified pussy is a definite. And like, the aggressors are going to be a group of...six, minimum.

Whoever is getting fucked is going to be a virgin. A virgin with freckles. And poor baby has no idea she's a lesbian. You know. Until.

Anyway, stay liberated.