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juxtaposedrose · 9 months

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Panopticon [oneshot, NSFW, F/F]

ok. by popular*** demand, here is 1.2k of obsessive evil lesbian mech pilot hatemasturbation. it is very much Not a sneezekink or adjacent fic but still blisteringly horny along a bunch of other axes particular to me, lmao.

some basic character context since these two are part of a larger setting:

Seo-Hyun: stringy spiteful arrogant little yandere. hoards secrets and deeply enjoys using them to pick her enemies apart. Pilots PHANTASIA, a drone-based hacking platform designed to gather a brain-liquifying amount of realtime tactical info and exploit it to the fullest.

Rhea: quiet twitchy butch service top. tall, dark, terrifyingly physical. breaks your arm as foreplay. Pilots RAPTURE, a shock-and-awe assault frame that'll scare you half to death before its lance takes care of the other half.

These two are on opposite sides of a war, and have hooked up once before (it went Poorly, to say the least). Seo-Hyun still can't keep the memories out of her mind, much to her frustration.

relevant tags: cockpit masturbation, overstimulation, degradation, light descriptions of gore, scent kink

You know what they say: you never really know a girl until you watch her capillaries twitch in 5D subjectivity-sync panorama.

Seo-Hyun leans back in the cockpit and frowns, brushing one scene away and flicking over to another. Around her is a broken-mirror constellation of moments in extrapolated spacetime, PHANTASIA's fractal s[y/i]m-sensorium arrayed in full splendor. She's pulling every feed indiscriminately, visual and infra and lancet anatomy and acoustic, a superimposed hypermemory cacaphony. There's no obvious order, no hierarchy, just a common theme:

Rhea, small talk, the way her words form like her mouth is overfull and she can't bear to swallow, Rhea, lips wrapped around the mouth of a bottle like she's ready to bite through it, Rhea, eyes like compound fractures, howling death from hoarse lungs, juiced on killswitch fervor, Rhea, vivisected, splined into diffuse anatomy, cushioned gelsockets and carbon-core bones and spiderwebs of latticed redundant nerves, Rhea, laughing, half-throttled by a tightened throat but betrayed by her shoulders, Rhea and her too-sharp grin, Rhea choking on a mouth full of blood and shattered teeth, Rhea supine staring at her with heaving breaths and matted hair and that same love-hate-fuck-kill expression, in that kiss-you-and-suck-out-your-spine way,

Rhea, glaring, knelt, cock thick and twitching against her waistband and sheened with needy pearlescence—

Seo-Hyun bites down on the inside of her cheek hard enough that only perfect interoception stops it from drawing blood. The fragment is gone not a second after it materializes—using passive voice is infuriatingly unconvincing, even to her—but the damage is done: the flush coloring her cheeks, the stinging in the side of her mouth, the flashfire induction coil of heat uncurling in the pit of her stomach. She glares, first at nothing in particular, then up at one of the hundreds of superimposed slivers of the culprit. Lets herself settle in the chair, crosses and uncrosses her thighs, fails to suppress a small shudder at even the cursory friction.

Rhea in the prefab's meager gym, sweat glistening off pumped trapezius, the glint of subdermals coiling up her spine—

One of Seo-Hyun's hands creeps across her syncsuit, brushing the already-sensitized cap of one of her nipples. She pulls in a sharp breath.

Rhea's lips, full and strong, deathcrushed against hers like she's kissing to win, the taste-heat-fullness of her tongue in her mouth—

The hand slides lower, fingers creeping between thighs, pressed against the cool, near-skintight clutch of the suit. She finds a rhythm, slow at first but unwilling to stay that way, a flushed resentful accelerando.

Rhea, soaked head to toe in blood, eyes bright and adoring, a still-beating ventricle clenched her teeth. "For you," comes her voice from unmoving lips, "all for you, Seo—"

Rhea's arms Rhea's mouth Rhea's tongue Rhea's cock Rhea's teeth Rhea's scent RheaRheaRhea—

"Ffuck," Seo-Hyun breathes, leaning back further. She can feel the slickness beneath the suit, the way it shifts under her fingers, can feel the way this makes her feel and hates it, needs it, needs more—

She shuts her eyes and pulls PHANTASIA's focus inward, wrapping herself in a deep-field scanblanket, and exhales sharply as she finds her prize. A half-millimeter of dark hair on her collar, thicker than her own, desiccated but still flush with bioresiduals, salt and shed epiderm and lipid fragments. She turns the Ardor's attention to it, then twists in the cockpit, pulling a folding survival knife from its place in her field carry with her free hand and taking a bundle of her syncsuit in her teeth. After a few dilated seconds of desperate sawing, the knife drops with a clatter, and a fist-sized patch of her own crumpled suit cuts free. Seo-Hyun shoves the fabric in her face like a chloroform rag, inhales greedily, and routes all twenty-four of PHANTASIA's mimesis clusters to olfactory.

The million-sample approximation of Rhea's musk hits her like a tide, ozone and iron and sweaty kevtex and camphor and cheap prefab soap and hot debasement dripping down her back and the noise it pulls out of her is so high and ragged and slaveringly hungry she flushes crimson as she hears it. Something like shame crawls from her stomach and she balls the hand holding the scrap into a fist and slams it hard enough against the Ardor's endoskeleton to jam a finger but even the sunburst of pain feels like a polybraid-tendoned hand pinning her wrist, like the lust-edged grunting satisfaction of an armbar dislocation, like her—

"F-Fuuuhcking useless brih—hhck," Seo-Hyun half-moans, hips bucking as her good hand works furiously against the heat-trap smoothness of the syncsuit. She’s so wet it’s all but frictionless now; it isn't enough—she pulls back and fumbles for the zipper, normally-surgical movements made sloppy and scrabbling by overboiling want, and plunges two fingers just below its terminus, fucking herself with rough, spiteful desperation. "Pathetic bleeder frhheak. Waste of a—ahn—a ffucking Ardor on a glazed-over h-hhammerbrai—hh!ned mutt—"

She imagines hissing it in Rhea's ear, imagines what she'd get back, the mewling repartee—and before she can second-guess, PHANTASIA has it ready.

"Yes," says almost-Rhea, half-whispered and thick with barely-shackled lust, 99th-percentile synthesis reverberating through her cockpit. "More."

"Yes. More? Dihh—hn—dsappointing even from you," Seo-Hyun hisses, less steady than she wants and too horny to care. "You're f-ffucking lucky I bother wasting breath when all I get back is your mh!—monosyllah—bic animal want. Garbage," She's getting close, the cadence of her fingers tightening to jagged staccato. "Whiiny, defective fuhh—hcktoys don't deserve to share my air or hear my voice, let alone be spoken to." She thinks of Rhea, the real thing, face tearstreaked hands bound cock throbbing at attention, begging for reminders of her place, and feels the molten wave building in her gut begin to crest.

"Yes, Sir," Rhea's voice, moaning now, the perfect swell of need, the perfect tint of shame—"I'm worthless. I'm nothing."

"Nnnh—no," growls Seo-Hyun, curling fingers in her core, the lightest brush of her thumb across her clit like the jolt of an arc flash, an erupting cascade of pleasure down her spine. "You’re worse—"

The sensorium shatters as Seo-Hyun does and for interminable seconds she has only her thoughts in her brain alone and the only thing there is her her her, gorewhore supplicant Rapture fuckbitch with voice like a lathe, her name a fucking curse, an oath, a profane prayer—

“Fuck you, Rhhmmnn—!!” She muffles the taboo into an arm and clenched teeth, hips twitching in the air as she rides out the most shameful and brainmeltingly intense subsync orgasm she’s ever had, endorphins crackling across every inch of her like sheets of cold fire.

Eventually, it settles, and she regains nominal control of her limbs and lungs again. In a drainpipe rush of sensory collapse, Seo-Hyun breaks sync from PHANTASIA, pulling back to solo subjectivity. For several minutes, she lays unmoving in her pilot’s chair, legs trembling, heady with oxytocin and adrenaline and fury and a hundred other things that for once she has no desire to dissect or categorize.

Next time, if she lives that long, she’s stealing a pair of boxers.

#not snz #jux ocs #juxwriting #ok i can now DEFINITIVELY point to this as by far the horniest thing ive posted on here lmao #what can i fucking say i love writing unhinged women!!!!#i realize this is a fair bit outside my usual oeuvre but hopefully it doesn't scare people off #i do 100% still plan to write sneeze stuff but this kinda sprang out of my hindbrain fully formed. u know how it is

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transingthoseformers · 9 months

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Oh the Constructicon have definitely overseen attitude adjustment details before. And that it is Sentinel fragging Prime of all bots this time? Ohh boy, they are enjoying their job.

Sent's misery comes to a fricken head though. If he's been taught to reject his feelings whatcha bet like many a kid who grew up in an ultra conservative home he never got the talk, just the "Doing the Sex is BAD" spcheel. So GetSent have been doing it unprotected. He's horrified to descover after fainting on the job site he in his Infinitus form is Sparked. To far along to terminate and he legit had no idea how it happened.

Getaway still fuming from the terrible proposal, is suspicious he's being baby trapped. Except the bit is too far along. He's not accepting the proposal but he's willing to step up and provide for the sparkling. Their species numbers are too low to do anything else. Looks like Sent is gonna be an unwed carrier. Going through a difficult carriage on near total berth rest. And since the Constructicons dont think Sent is good for their stepson Getaway isn't getting the "make an homest mech out of him" speach. More the "dont make anymore hastily life altering decisions until after the sparkling comes and things stabilize" speach.

Prowl is watching on with smug glee until he realizes to his horror his recent reconciliation with his harem has put him in a similar state. Based on the speach he fed Getaway he has to carry to term. He's carrying a whole damn gestalt to the joy of the green and purple himbos. Sent is jealous cause Prowl's pregnancy is so much easier than his. And the Gestalt is proposing to 'jux Prowl several times a day.

All plots have to be shelved and baby proofing the base has to begin in earnest.

Yep yep yes they areeee

Why do I feel like that always happens? That it's always the people who were taught abstinence only are the ones who get knocked up / knock someone else up? Can't stop anyone from fucking can we

Sfgh. Yes. Sentinel is with child.

Makes sense Get makes sense

Is this when we reach a plot divergence in the GetSent timeline

Honestly the constructicons are the ultimate MVPs this au

That's what you get for letting your guard down, Prowl😁

#FuckMyBirthControlFailedNowImHavingALitter

Of course he is of course he is

The Gestalt is so goddamn excited about this, they may dislike Sent but they're in full baby mode

#maccadam #transformers #getsent #mtmte getaway #idw prowl #constructicons #rare pair #Get Wrecked Sentinel Au

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todayinhiphophistory · 1 month

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Today in Hip Hop History:

Definitive Jux released the album Def Jux Presents… March 20, 2001

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monratarot · 20 days

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Hi Moni❤ I would like to request a love reading from you.

My question: How will my future relationship dynamic be like with my crush S?

I've been crushing on him for a while but things have been stalemate for me, meaning there is nth going on as of rn between us. Jux want to see if we will have any type of connection in the future and if it will develop into sth more. Tbh, anything that comes up related to our future connection pls. Thank you.

My initial: A, my sign: ♊(june born), his sign: ♌(aug born)

Hello, dear ! Thank you for your patience and interest in my blog and your request.

Feedback is very much appreciated and if you consider tipping me, you can do so on my ☕️ko-fi.

Count of questions/requests and answers 21/30

Without wasting any time, let's get into your reading!ღ¸.🌸´`🌸.¸¸ღ

I can see that you are going to be disappointed and sad because of this person. I think that you will deal with some change because your situation is kinda stagnant for the moment. Because of this person, you are going to feel confused and there will be a lot of arguments. You will be upset because of this situation but no matter what happens you will be able to move on. You will deal with a difficult decision that you must make when it comes to your person and don't forget that this can have consequences(not necessarily a bad thing, it can be seen more as an elaboration of an unpleasant connection). If you have the courage to take this step and understand that there is nothing bad in moving one from an unfulfillment situation you will be blessed with a new beginning, stability, and renewal. You will deal with lots of communication, and positive news, just be careful not to say yes to everything(you can refuse everything that you think isn't good for you). Choose wisely and enjoy all the good news. You can travel to see a person that you have been separated from. You will put a lot of amazing work into improving yourself, especially after that break up with your person. You may face an intense love situation, with a lot of compatibility with a person. Also, now you can deal with a person who is in a hurry to be in a relationship, someone who wants to make you feel special(just keep in mind that sometimes things that start too quickly can have an abrupt end). You two will communicate a lot through messages, and WhatsApp, but keep in mind that things might move pretty fast. Try to take it easy and also make your person understand that there is no need to rush. Apart from that you need to understand that this connection can be with the person you are talking about(but definitely not now because now they will disappoint you - it can be due to the fact that they have someone else in their mind and think that the grass is greener on the other path and after seeing the true face of their other person they will come back to you - it's your choice if you want to take them back but if you ask me better not)or someone new(they can work as an event organizer, pilot, postman, computer programmer, web designer). Because of the influence of Aries, someone can be impatience(can be you or your person) and I guess this is why your person wants to move on fast to the next step in your relationship. But the good part is that there are great indicators that this will be an important relationship for you. You can communicate and express yourself in front of this person, you will gain more confidence in yourself due to the influence that they have in your life. Both of you will communicate about your communication and for a healthy connection you must be open about your expectations(by doing this you will both have emotional support from each other). There can be some minor dishonesty but you will make efforts to build the right foundation. So my dear, don't be too focused on your person right now. They won't be able to give you what you want, deserve, and need especially at this moment. Now is the moment to focus on yourself and after that, you will see what decision to make. I don't have indicators that this wonderful connection will be with the person you are thinking about, they can only come back to your life after leaving you sad and disappointed. But as you can see in the reading everything will be fine in the end. So if you feel that there is no future with that person after a period of focusing on yourself just move on, don't try to force things because everything will be fine in the end! Angel message: Change your attitude to one of acceptance. Relax and take stock. Ask your angels to enfold you during this waiting period so that you can listen to the promptings of the Divine. So not rush off on some wild goose-chase of your lower will. Patience is always rewarded. Affirmation: All things happen at the perfect time.

Wish you only the best!🍀

Moni🧚‍♀️

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