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drawbauchery · 4 months
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everyone is a switch in my mind with only a few exceptions
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dissectress · 1 year
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don’t feel bad she’s happy 🖤
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liquorisce · 1 year
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That petwife Mikasa drabble has me brainrotting! 😖 Like yes she doesn't need anymore trauma or hard decisions. All she needs is her gorgeous husband to control her life so she doesn't need to worry her pretty little head over anything. And instead putting all her skills and effort into how she can please him 😊. Eren railing her so hard she's not capable of sad thoughts, only thoughts of him and how good he makes her feel. Letting him know how much she worships him by waking him up with blowjobs every morning and wearing the special collar he bought her 🥰
ughhhhh everything about this ask 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
cw: somno 😈 breeding kink
eren coming back from work late at night where Mikasa has fallen asleep on the couch waiting for him. He loosens his tie, sits on the edge of the bed watching her for a moment. Sees the dinner she made him having grown cold on the table. Caresses her lightly up her thigh, all the while cursing the job that keeps him away from his pretty little wife.
The shirt that she’s wearing— his, always his, she likes to wear his things, be surrounded by his smell— rides up easily revealing her pert ass. Naked for him. Easy for him to access.
Nudging her legs apart slightly, he glances up her pretty cunt. Fondling it, he sees his fingers glistening, her body so ready for him even though her breathing stays even, mouth slightly parted on the sofa cushions. “Were you getting ready for me, sweetheart,” he whispers. He undoes his belt buckle with impatience. “Even though you aren’t allowed to touch yourself, you just wanted to be ready for me didnt you, wanted to be a good pet for me?”
She lets out a soft noise in her sleep, her body responding to him like it always did. Juicing up under his fingers, his gaze. Eren positions himself on top of her, barely having the patience to undress himself fully.
He was so frustrated; the meeting he had to stay back for was a colossal bore but something he couldn’t decline. and he hated that. hated that he couldn’t be home with Mikasa when she obviously wanted him to be here with her. Her pussy drips onto his cock as he lines himself up with her entrance, as proof.
He knows it as he slides into her without too much give (he can push her sometimes, she warms up to him eventually): this is where he was meant to be.
Mikasa stirs to the sensation of feeling herself full to the hilt, stretched to the brim with the only preparation being the way she’d played with herself earlier thinking about what she could do for eren when he came back from work. Groggily she mumbles his name.
Eren brushes the hair out of her face, sweetly. “I’m sorry, did I wake you? You don’t have to, love. I just really needed you.” He begins to fuck in and out of her, long, slow strokes that made her tummy flutter deliciously.
“You missed me, Eren?” She asks sleepily, raising her hips just a little to give him a good angle.
“You can feel how much, can’t you? Knew you were at home waiting for me.” Eren groans softly when he feels her cunt tighten around him, biting into her shoulder. “Knew you’d be so good for me. Let me do whatever i want to you.”
“Whatever you want, Eren,” she mumbles, her sleep smog coloured by the melty feeling that spreads across her skin.
“Whatever I want,” he repeated, increasing his pace. Pulling out for a moment to appreciate how good she looked impaled on his cock. “Just gonna take it, aren’t you? What a good girl.”
he knows Mikasa is tired, he does want her to get enough rest. After all tomorrow is a holiday and he plans on having her so many times she’d be exhausted by noon even with her amazing stamina. “Wish I could take you to work with me,” he murmurs, speeding up, spilling his dirty fantasies into her ear before he spills his seed into her cunt. “Keep you chained under my desk so you can do what you do best. Suck my cock with your sweet mouth all day so I don’t have to stay away from you so long.”
He grips her neck, choking her slightly. “You’d like that wouldn’t you my love? Want you to say it.”
“I missed you so much Eren,” she whimpers, strained. “I’d love to be with you all day. Wanna make you feel good.”
“You do, baby, you do. Your cunt feels like heaven.” And then deeper, almost guttural, he says, “gonna give you all of my cum, baby, don’t waste a drop ok? Want you to keep it inside.”
Mikasa whimpers in agreement. Eren comes inside of her with sharp, quick thrusts, her pussy squeezing him lovingly and milking him dry. Once he pulls out he slides a finger along the cum that drips out, pushing it back inside her cunt. “Such a sweet girl. Close your legs now. Keep it inside.”
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petwifed · 5 months
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no one asked but this is where my username comes frum Hehe
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bluberrimuffintop · 7 months
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Intro to Mineralogy is nottttt makiiingggg senseeeeee 😮‍💨
is this what i get for hyperfixating on steven universe when i was 12 ....
i just wanted to see pretty gems !! not !!! this !!!!
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diejager · 6 days
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I need one of the boys to drunkenly confess to the reader
Cw: getting shitfaced, drinking, alcohol, drunken confession, tell me if I missed any.
“I love you, darling,” he mumbled, his pretty Cupid bow curved into a pout, “You- hic! You know tha-t right?” 
You don’t know how it got to this, his words slurred and voice whiny, his pretty brown eyes dilated so wide that you would have thought he was crying if you didn’t smell the lingering taste of alcohol on his breath. It was supposed to be a short celebratory drink between colleagues before he was dropped home, curling into your arms and smothering you in peppering kisses, but it seemed like he threw away such caution out of the window and went wild with drinks, tequila perhaps. Your pretty boy was shitfaced. 
He slumped into you, leaning his entire weight on you when he crossed the threshold of your home, dragging his feet and mumbling sobbing confessions until the tip of his shoes kicked the curb and his knees gave up. You huffed with a slight strain, supporting him while you waved at Price, wishing him a safe drive after declining his help. All to save Kyle’s dignity after he spent hours whining and singing praises about you to his mates, gushing his deep and unconditional love for the spouse he had waiting at home. 
“I love you,” he moaned, nuzzling your skin, his nose brushing the bruised skin between your neck and shoulder, where he’d covered it with spotted kisses just last night, “Love you s-so much.”
You chuckled airily, shoulder shaking at his small confessions. Dragging him into the flat, his feet unsteadily moving behind him as he tried to walk, failing over and over again despite his persistence in walking beside you and smothering you in love. You found it endearing, his drunken confessions and sloppy kisses on your skin, his wandering hands trying to grasp at you on his shaky feet.
“I know, Kyle,” you smiled against his cheek, kissing the corner of his lips when you rounded the corner of the hall, “We’re married.”
Stumbling into bed, Kyle blinked blearily, staring down at you with an awed gleam. You could see stars dancing in his chocolate hues, wide and starry in such an knee-weakening adoration that made you fall further in love with the man you married months ago. You laughed at him, pushing him to the side and straddling his hips in a soft motion, easily switching your position with a man who was drunk out of his mind to forget you were married. 
“Yeah,” cradling his face between your face, you pressed your lips to his, a soft and tender kiss that made both of you sigh in contentment, “Yeah, we are.”
“My spouse,” he mumbled sleepily, his left hand rising to touch your face, his rough pads gently fluttering over your skin, “My beautiful spouse.”
Your diamond-tipped ring gleamed in moonlight, a brilliant beacon of your devotion to each other, a reminder of your shared vows. Where you go, I will go, and where you stay, I will stay; Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely, if even death separates you and me.(1)
1: quote from Where You Go(I Will Go) by alittlepunkcock 
Taglist: @sae1kie @yeoldedumbslut @bvxygriimes @distracteddragoness @konigsblog @im-making-an-effort @daisychainsinknots @h0n3y-l3m0n05 @danielle143 @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @notspiders @brokenpieces-72 @petwifed @randominstake @hayleybarnesx @shironasumi @sparky--bunny @bloobewy @cod-z @sweetnanah @aldis-nuts @evolutionarry @kaoyamamegami @cassiecasluciluce
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luxeslore · 6 months
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was tagged by cutie @petwifed ♡︎
last song: careless // fka twigs, daniel caesar
fave color: pastel pinks ‘n greens !!!
last show / movie: succession
currently watching: spy x family
relationship status: taken / long distance
current obsession: lip masks ‘n over protective men
latest google search: cute emoticons :3
sweet/spicy/savory
tagging -> @cutenote @suimon @daisy-den + anyone scrolling
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ceilidho · 1 month
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I won’t lie, I watched the first ep of fallout (need to finish the show, but Bo gave me the highlights lmaoo) and while I theoretically get ghoul/lucy, I’ll be honest I IMMEDIATELY fixated on the idea of her crazy psycho “breeder” husband and her 😵‍💫 petwife was almost delivered to me on a silver platter…..
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candiid-caniine · 4 months
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im petwifing hard today 😋 it's my day off so I'm gonna be cooking a big anniversary dinner and edging myself stupid in between 💕
maybe my owner will make me eat my dinner kneeling on the floor.. as a little treat 👀
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virgincels · 5 months
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Cherry! Ship your mutuals with characters you think match them!
omg ok excuse me I did diff versions of leon cuz idk who people like!! and sorry if ur not on here omg i don’t talk to very many people 😭
@wherenymphsroam lune literally deserves di leon n di jill at once they can play house with you mom n dad fr
@kastelixa vendetta leon cuz he won’t hesitate to shoot you in the face or re4r so you can play fortnite or whatever.
@br0therfuckers it’s either di leon bc! dad bf or nero bc he loves sweethearts n would be so grossly sappy for you
@onismdaydream PERCEEE I think chris and claire. redfield tagteam and re4r leon.. just bc . brother leon is him :3
@kalashnikovas user girlfridged i think u need re6 leon bc idk u would do him good i think it’s just a hunch… and im right
@snowzbun DAMNATION LEON. sappy n pathetic n head over heels bc u deserve that and ASHLEY bc i think u r just two peas in a pod omg and she would spoil you
@bratphilia mr afton duhhhh but damnation leon cuz he’s uncle leon.. idk why u remind me of him
@iwantyouinacage vendetta bc he’s the meanest and I think to a certain extent ami would enjoy that :3 and idk if you’ve played outbreak but kevin for some reason…
@90sbee ada without a doubt, but also for some reason ashley? going off ur rbs… think ashley would love u LMFAO
@petwifed MIMI HAII :3 ik ur not primarily into re but i just think you would really match either di leon or vendetta LMFAO
@angelofwoe RE2R DUHHH!!! WHO ELSE!!! literally when i see u pop up on my tl i think of him 😭
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gutterprophet · 1 month
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Possum @Gutterprophet is an obligate scavenger of the avian persuasion, superficially resembling a consumptive victorian maiden but more closely related to the American Black Vulture.
It was raised in captivity for use as a laboratory animal, but it escaped out the window one day and became a gutterpunk goat farmer & ecologist instead. Tragically it was struck down by various maladies both inherited and acquired, and thus retired to pursue an illustrious career in dying.
It blogs about its life, birds, illness, agriculture, poetry, Aradia Megido, and death. The organizational tagging system of its blog is available below.
(work in progress, because adding links is tedious)
#possum posts - my original posts
#possumcore - about me
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#proliferation of selves - dissociative identity disorder
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#turos tag, #gwl tag, #ariadne tag, #helen tag, #lizard tag, #chloe tag, #kipper tag, #budgie tag, #thrush tag, #deer tag, #bunnie tag, #critter tag, #cassandra tag, #echo tag, #gravedirt tag, #ana tag, #c tag, #petwife tag, #rabbit tag, #jon tag, #broonie tag, #little monster tag - dissociative identity disorder alters
#ag tag - agriculture
#birdblogging - birds
#dogblogging - dogs
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#cripple tag - illness/disability
#pain tag - chronic pain
#cyborg tag - the intersection of disability and transhumanism, thoughts and feelings about disability and medical interventions to mitigate disability making me more than or less than human
#neurocognitive fuckshit tag - neurological + cognitive + psychiatric manifestations of illness
#endblogging - terminal illness
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#I met death and death wants me to live - my statistically improbable amount of near-death experiences and relationship to death as a concept while chronically dying and unable to stay dead
#death and all things and the vulture girl - my religious beliefs about death and self-identification as a psychopomp
#walk to your death like a lover - my positive feelings about death and self-identification as a bride of death
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#prophetics - prophets and prophecies
#the story is only a tragedy when gd loves you back - on being gd's best beloved
#cassandra - Cassandra
#jewish tag - Judaism
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#raised in captivity - my childhood & adolescence
#a little child with dirty nails and dirty hair and dirty things scrawled upon my mind - my childhood
#we were gods! we were kids - my adolescence
#the family ghost - family
#pasiphae - mother
#the bull of minos - father
#her brother the minotaur - Ariadne and the minotaur were siblings. She watched him grow up down there, alone in the dark, blood-smeared and bellowing. She stood outside the labyrinth holding her ball of thread and listened to Theseus kill him.
#hometown - the place I grew up
#an angel is a dead thing - the animal in captivity
#the herd of deer in the basement - this is a work of fiction, because you do not believe me
#all that was left was a knife; a few small bones; and me with my big black wings - what it takes to have survived this (horror and grief)
#I grow wings and rage - what it takes to have survived this (celebration)
#runaway diaries - chronicle of my time as a homeless runaway
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#garden of earthly delights - And if your spirit carries within it the thorn that is heavier than lead-- if it's all you can do to keep on trudging-- there is still somewhere deep within you a beast shouting that the earth is exactly what it wanted. Each pond with its blazing lilies is a prayer heard and answered lavishly, every morning, whether or not you have ever dared to be happy, whether or not you have ever dared to pray.
#warmth - the feeling of syrupy golden sunlight and comfort and love and fullness and sleep
#I love you. I want us both to eat well. - my best friend commented once that almost all of my ideals boil down to wanting to have a table big enough for everyone to sit at and enough food to share with everyone who does. We spend too much of our lives hungry. I love you. I want to peel clementines for you. I want to make you soup.
#who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me? - recipes, photos of food, musings on food and cooking
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#inhuman tag - on not being a human person
#birdisms - on being a vulture
#changeling tag - on being a changeling
#deer is only prey when things have gone wrong - on being a prey animal
#I am fearfully and wonderfully made - on liking whatever it is that I am
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#aradia tag
#homestuck
#teen titans
#arcane
#the sparrow
#the locked tomb
#the magnus archives
#repo! the genetic opera
#hadestown
#the mountain goats
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#something happened to lisa - audio drama I've been not writing for six years, about two teenagers searching for their missing friend in small town Appalachia and getting tangled up with what is either a hidden society of fair folk lurking under the Virginia foothills or a sex trafficking operation with a schtick
#sin eater - novella I've been not writing for twelve years about a recently turned vampire who reconnects with her childhood best friend and first crush, now working as a vampire hunter, and follows her through a series of sundown towns while trying to keep her true nature secret as long as possible. Themes of scrupulosity, shame, scapegoating and purity culture in evangelical america
#ferris wheel story - short story I've been not writing for nine years about the last two humans left alive decades after a global apocalypse and the slow awful decay of their isolated and hopeless relationship, until one finally kills the other
#waffle house story - novel I've been not writing for eight years about a gang of rowdy teen prophets road tripping across America to rescue and/or murder a god raised in captivity
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#good art - art I like
#the anatomy of gd - STEM fields
#letters to my younger self - things I would say to my younger self if I met her on the street
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anamazingangie · 1 year
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Is every fandom this petty or just this one? My god. This is the second time someone has implied I've plagiarized the majority of my fics and i'm just...sick of it.
Both times this has come from the HEAD MODS of the daemyra, helaemond, and rhaegon discords and it makes me really sad that they might treat other people like this too.
Can I prove these tweets are about me? No. But the dates line up with when my fics were published, the accusations are very similar to ones I received from their friend. Come to your own conclusion.
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I don't have a twitter so I'm posting this here:
I HAVE READ TWO OF YOUR FICS. TWO.
I didn't know about your work until I had written hundreds of thousands of words for the Daemyra fandom (which you haven't written any content for, btw).
I liked them! But I'm just baffled how it could extrapolated that they inspired all my fics. The only remotely similar fic is my OT3 fic which also features pet names and BDSM.
But where yours is an extremely abusive/unhealthy/dub-con dynamic mine is a soft consensual agreement with different characters.
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I'm not hating. I really enjoyed your fic. It's just gross to ownership over an entire lifestyle and multitude of kinks within a fandom because you feature some aspects of it in one fic. And then use that to claim you inspired *all* of an authors work.
It's really frustrating as an author not to mention highly inaccurate (let me reiterate, I've read two of her fics).
Before this I was a reader and I can't tell you how many BDSM Reylo or Darklina fics I read. Was this pettiness happening behind the scenes? Or is it JUST this fandom where big fish act entitled over common tropes?
Let me say again: THIS IS A MOD OF THE BIGGEST FANDOM SERVERS.
Like fuck, how many writers are you discouraging and turning away from the fandom with this? Because you feel possessive over tropes that have tens of thousands of results on A03. Just be better.
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I guess I do have an only fans inspired fic too but I wrote it before I knew theirs existed. You don't have to believe me, but it was published back in December.
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Here is me finding out their username in February. At this point I hadn't read ANY fics for the HotD fandom outside of Daemyra (which as of now I still don't think they've written for?) so I didn't know who they were until they talked about expanding the AU to include Daemyra.
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I guess i'll ALSO say that T accused me of stealing my idea for Gauche from Cor because it was published the same day as a discussion about Cor writing a petwife Daemyra fic...which is true.
But T brought this up as a response to MY idea for a fic with this concept.
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Also for the record, in my fic, she is a magical human that can literally turn into a cat so I don't see the cause for comparison to begin with but OK.
edit 2: still bitter, adding more.
So I originally left the Daemyra discord because of the main mod, T.
I was part of a discussion about a prompt someone else had submitted to the prompt thread in march. Several people seemed enthused about the idea of a tattoo AU and the topic was on my mind since I just got one.
I wrote the fic using the major plot points I came up with in the conversation.
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I credited the convo as inspiring me because we were all brainstorming, right? I guess not. About six people accused me of copying all her ideas and shared screen shots of my fic alongside her "plot points" which were like..."the existence of gloves", despite this being against the rules.
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This was all instigated by T who publicly called me out for it. I was originally confused, and then apologetic because I thought it was a conversation and I used the ideas *i* contributed as well as the original prompt that she was not the author of.
Not to mention "Tattoo AU" is a trope with 10k+ fics on A03. It isn't an original idea.
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During this pile on she:
-Said I had done this many times before, mentioning the kitten!fic by name and implying there were others.
-Mocked me for not having a life/writing quickly before other people could use ideas.
-Claimed I didn't *really* get a tattoo or have the idea because I hadn't mentioned it before....on a HotD discord?
(is this proof enough? i didn't think i needed a fucking alibi)
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Anyway. It all got deleted so I have no evidence, but you can see her tweets about it.
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The other day, I gather another author was bullied off the server. And this is how they responded. THE IRONY.
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"This type of attitude is what drives active and creative members of our community away."
Since when is that your concern??
"I want you all to read t’s message and really reflect on it."
I want T to read and reflect on it!!
Again: These are the head mods and creators of the community servers for these ships. Maybe practice what you fucking preach?
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adding this is an edit so there is no link back to them;
They claim the tweets aren't about me. Maybe I’m wrong and this isn’t about me. But from my perspective: 
This was tweeted by Cor the day her friend (T) accused me of copying her plot line and idea for a fic, as well as doing this ‘many times before’ including with Cor’s pet wife AU.
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Cor made a tweet accusing people of stealing ideas the same day as I reposted my fic that was, according to T, copied from Cor. 
To be clear, Cor NEVER said she felt this way to me. But given her lack of participation in the conversation where I was directly accused, and support of her friend after the fact, I thought It was implied.
So given the date of this tweet and that, I assumed this was about me.
Cor's tweet implying an author stole all their ideas from her was posted the same day as my bdsm AU. Given the context and date, it kind of seemed like that could be about me too?
Cor sent me 32 messages this morning. In them she (among other things) insisted they were about someone who was line-by-line copying her fics. Despite the many messages, no proof of that was shown. 
Maybe it is a big fucking coincidence but it sure felt targeted to me, which is why I made the post in the first place.
edit: I said she could send me screen shots of the plagiarism since she mentioned many times that she had them, and she blocked me so. Idk man.
Most of the messages were her calling me names and accusing me of outing her for writing a kink fic by mentioning it in the same post as her twitter.
For the record the account that fic is on was linked in her twitter bio while she was making those claims. The account has multiple fics co-authored by her other account that also has her full name.
The only thing that wasn't public was the discord convo which had no identifying information.
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I didn't tag anyone in this post. I didn't want to start a witch hunt. I would LOVE for these tweets not to be about me.
But I thought they were (based on other experiences where they *confirmed* were about me) and wanted to share my side of things.
I now know multiple people who have had really bad experiences while writing for this fandom and it fucking sucks to be bullied out it.
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liquorisce · 1 year
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Mikasa is probably aware Eren is evil and manipulating her. But she's lost, the war is over and she's still in love with him. Is it all bad to let herself go and live how she's always dreamed of? What good is it to remember lost causes? Being on Eren's dick 24/7 is what she deserves
ukw this is actually my fav brand of porn. “the world is so miserable (/cruel but beautiful) so I want nothing more than to kneel at your feet wearing a collar with your name on it and worship your cock until you lose it and rail me until I am a sobbing mess, finishing it off with a ‘what a good girl, you take my cock so well’ until I forget every terrible deed that you have ever done. drive out the memories of pain and blood with your violent love and your reckless touch until there is nothing left in my mind but the need to feel your body inside of me, and the need to please you.”
— that variety of porn, is my favourite👆🏽👆🏽
as u can see i have been desperately churning the cogs of my filthy brain to devise an eremika petwife au where Mikasa is collared and happy and sated 🫶🏼
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pawified · 7 months
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hii !! i love ur writing so mch  ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১
i just wanted to ask if u had any blogs recommandations ? if yes please giveee . . . im soo desperate ໒꒰ྀི ╥﹏╥ ꒱ྀིა
have a nice day / night doll !! 🤍🤍
hewo ! omg … thnk you sm nd i do have blog recs !
hre are a few of ma favorite blogs ! ! , , @.culturity @.petwifed @.blushfwul @.yoichins @.chosos-wife & @.chososdoll ! ! ,, they are sooo amazing ! i absolutely luv dem !
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diejager · 4 months
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Sweetie i know it's been a long time but i really need more Brahms! König🥵🥵🥵!!!!
I KNOW! I STILL REMEMBER THE DAY MY FRIEND ASKED ME TO WRITE THE FIRST BRAHMS!KÖNIG. And I still remember how musky and broad Brahms looked like in the movie….
Brahms!König pt.3 Cw: DARKFIC, kidnapping, imprisonment, possessiveness, tell me if I missed any.
You could hear their voices, the confused and worried tones of your coworkers through the thick, sound-insulating walls of his little cave. He’d taken you to his home, within the walls of the dilapidated mansion, tying you to his bed and leaving you vulnerable to him and anyone who’d stumble into your restrained figure. You writhed on his bed, the sheet-covered mattress smelling musky and thick, it smelled of sweat and blood and earth, something too masculine, fitting of his stature and being. Your gag was stinky and crusted, a salty and tangy taste lingering on your tongue that told you enough of the cloth’s original use. You would’ve retched if you weren’t gagged so tightly.
Your eyes scoured his room, the dark and dingy basement lit up by a single light of his lamp, left on the small workbench beside every kind of artistic materials, glue, saws, scissors, needles, wool and string organised in their own corner of the wall. Despite the bright light, the rest of the room remained shrouded in darkness, shadows dancing across the walls like demons and monsters coming to haunt you in weakness, coming to join your captor in his fun.
You dreaded the moment he comes back, the silence of your cage a striking contrast to the bustling house you were hidden in. You feared what he’d do to you now that he had you, knowing that he was grinding up against you and rutting your thigh, panting loudly and grabbing at you like a man starved for attention —perhaps he was one. All your training and instincts failed you, stripped from any weapons and your gear, boots unlaced and toes curling in your socks, you’d been left in your undershirt and pants.
In your whimpering and fright, you almost missed the loud, telltale steps of your giant protector, walking down the narrow path to his room. Speak of the Devil and he shall appear. You glanced at him, and caught him staring back at you, your sweat-coated skin and flushed skin, naked to his cool eyes. He smiled through them, roving over your panicked expression, pinched brows and tense shoulders, down the slope of your abdomen and the curve of your hips before he moved, stepping closer and closer to you with a bright and needy gleam.
The bed creaked under his weight, slumping to the side as he sat down, his calloused hands cradling your face and coaxing you to look at him when you glanced away, his thumb rubbing the bags under your eyes. He cooed soft words and praises, as if he was calming down a cornered animal, waiting to hand you treats and praises, little caresses and adoring kisses.
“Look at you, Maus,” he sighed lowly, his auburn hair curled around his porcelain mask, tickling the edge of his ears, “You’ll be good for me, ja? If you behave, I’ll untie you, let you walk around our room.”
If you wanted a chance at freedom, you’d have to play into his hand, eat and drink from his big hand until he trusted you to leave you alone for an undetermined amount of time, hunting and scavenging the area he lived in. Gulping down you fear, you gave him a hesitant nod, eyes closed to accept the life you’d live for a while.
“Gute Maus.”
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ronanessy · 1 year
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has anyone drawn demon petwife darlington with his ruby studded collar and glowstick dick or ????
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