asphyxcia

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[asphyxcia]

i think tumblr shadow banned me, so i’ll be moving blogs. new home in source link. happy new year, happy new blog :)

[asphyxcia]

happy almost new year. i wanna write something weird :)

[phoebedynevors]

You’re still my girl, right, Addy? Yeah.

[rosepetalrps]

weakenedtrees​:

give me a historical plot where one of the queens handmaidens becomes the pleasure device of the king

give me a historical plot where a princess, bound to marry the prince, becomes the target of his father, the kings, sexual desires

give me a historical plot where a drunken king mistakes the princess for the queen, ravaging her

give me a historical plot where a king discovers the princess isn’t truly his daughter and takes up a sexual relationship with her to spite his cheating wife

give me a historical plot where a king’s wife tragically dies, but he still has needs, so he turns to his daughter the princess to fulfill them

give me a plot where a prince finds his sister, a princess, sleeping with one of her maidens. he won’t tell the king and queen - if he can join

give me a historical plot where a princess seduces her brother, the prince, because she saw him with one of her hand maidens and wants a taste

give me a historical plot where a king takes two of the queens hand maidens and demands them to have sex while he watches, eventually joining in

give me a historical plot where a kings brother, jealous of the throne, decides to take his niece, the princess, to use as he wants as compensation for what he feels he’s been robbed of

give me a historical plot where a vicious and hurtful princess decides to use one of the knights in her father’s charge for her own sexual pleasure

give me a historical plot where a night guard finds a beautiful woman imprisoned in the dungeon in his charge, only to offer her a solution to her problems - bonus if other prisoners see what is happening

give me a historical plot where a young maiden is selected to be a friendly companion for a rough and angry prince, to make him a better ruler. he wants her for more than friendly companionship - bonus if he’s rough and angry while taking what he wants from her

give me all the dark, taboo, & smutty historical plots

[asphyxcia]

your girl would like some new threads, but indecisive as always.

[kthrynhahn]

CHILLING ADVENTURES OF SABRINA - Season 3, Episode 1

[asphyxcia]

in a 𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼 kinda mood, if you want to float me an idea for a starter, or something you’ve already written featuring 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓼, 𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓴, etc. will play m or f.

[noirflavoured]

open to: males (30+, age gap affair wanted) plot: you are the close friend of blair’s family and you were invited to her father’s birthday celebration. 

“you came!” now, imagine this, my dearest poor soul. the butter-haired image of every boys’ wet dream transformed itself into the purest form of a naked vision. she was dancing for you and only for you. with her cleavage filled with mouth-dropping honey of neverland. you could’ve easily drunk from it until you were wasted and on the edge of your death. she was dancing for you with her body so full of exposure that the entire show was begging its audience to cover her with at least the table’s cloth. her slender arms widely spread just to close you in a tight grip of her peach-scented aroma. she was all yours to carry. “i was this close to text my boyfriend but as it looks right now… i don’t need him anymore. a welcome kiss, perhaps?” the upper row of her pear teeth sunk deeply into the bottom petal of her rosy lips. “make it really moist.”

[asphyxcia]

It was late by the time Liam arrived at the boss’ over-the-hill party. The whole city government was invited it seemed, and Liam was one of the few sheriff’s deputies working late to cover shifts. He’d heard more than spotted the old man in the large venue, and was on his way to congratulate, if not roast, his boss of the last ten years, when he was stopped by the familiar voice. Blair. In a dress that looked like underwear, showing enough skin to make his cock throb within yards of the girl’s father. She was just a little girl when Liam was started working for the sheriff’s office, blonde bob running around the office on the rare occasion the boss brought her to work. It was difficult for him to reconcile those memories of her with the young woman he knew her to be now. The way she subtly blatantly insinuated sex every time he came around. She spoke to him, moving her body to the beat of the music, and all he heard from her lips was sex. Those pearly whites sinking into her plush bottom lip, and the mischief in her eyes. He shook his head slowly as one corner of his mouth turn upward to form a side-smile. It was difficult to maintain his composure when she looked like that, when she looked at him the way she did -- like she was begging for it. Difficult, but not impossible. He leaned down to give the girl a one-armed hug that to anyone looking would appear chaste. “Good to see you too, Blair,” he said, avoiding her silly request for a kiss. But his fingertips burned where his hand brushed along the bare skin of her back and over the flimsy fabric of her lingerie-like top. For the rest of the evening, when he wasn’t making nice with the other guests, his eyes were roaming the dance floor to drink in the vision of that body again.

[asphyxcia]

looking to start a discord server rpc where we can just hang, share ideas, post starters, etc. if you want to help me get started or just check out what i’ve got so far, click source link for an invite. ♡

[asphyxcia]

blog getting a revamp because, i might come back.

[ameliecozy]

@cozyfallchristmas @88.pri

[plotsforall]

Plot 166: Halfway

After being wrongly imprisoned for 2 years, Muse A gets out on parole. Adjusting to life on the outside is difficult with a conviction on their record, especially since no one knows the truth– which is that Muse A was innocent and had to take the fall for someone who was threatening their family. As a term of their parole, Muse A must live in a halfway house and maintain employment for 6 months without committing any criminal offenses or they risk an immediate return to prison. Muse A just wants life to return to something resembling normal, so they take the first job opportunity that will have them. Muse B is a customer who frequents Muse A’s place of work. Although Muse A tries to keep to themselves in order to avoid any potential trouble, Muse B manages to crack Muse A’s hardened exterior. Over time, Muse B becomes someone whom Muse A looks forward to seeing and spending time with. As a tentative relationship grows, Muse A starts to feel like they can put their unjust past behind them. That is– until Muse B invites Muse A to meet their sibling, Muse C, who Muse A recognizes as the person they went to prison because of. Now Muse A must decide whether their budding relationship with Muse B is more important to them than seeking revenge on Muse C and jeopardizing their freedom.  

Options:

The relationship between Muse A and Muse B is platonic, not romantic.

Muse A and Muse B are same sex.

Muse C threatens Muse A to do an illicit favor for them.

[naughtyxstories]

⛓

Restraint. 

Under that demure gown she had been hiding such supple curves. It surprised him as his knife slid through the delicate silks and linens hiding her from his gaze. Her wrists were bound above her head, her cheeks a fever mink and her gaze bright upon him. The drugs had done their work most effectively. She was needy and desperate. The bound hands were for his protection and her own. She didn’t have good sense at this moment. The drugs had stripped her of sensibility, modesty and reservation. She was a plaything. He pressed the hilt of the blade against her core. He lifted her body toward him, eager and needy. Such a desperate creature she had become. She would be thoroughly defiled by the time she was returned to her father’s home. Then he would request her hand in marriage, knowing her father dare not refuse. 

“Iskra.” He whispered her name as he sheathed the blade and set it aside. Moving over her, he let his cock brush against the curve of her belly. The head of his cock nudged against the opening of her sex. He was almost within her when he felt the blade at his throat, demanding the release the noblewoman. 

@asphyxcia

[asphyxcia]

Hot. Her blood sizzled beneath her skin. There was vague curiosity fluttering at the edge of her awareness — how had she  gotten there… who was this man — but that voice was swallowed up, suffocated by the fire inside her veins. Had she not been restrained, she would claw her way out of her own skin to relieve it.

Her eyes followed intently as the man helped her, relieved her of that horrid dress, pressed the cool metal to her core, where she was hottest. Where all her nerve endings seemed to be focused. Words were difficult to form, and so she panted instead, mewled when he came close to what she needed, whined when he retreated again. Her breathing sped up when she felt his cock, heavy against her belly… her name on his lips. Oh, that was her name. She didn’t even register another in the room. Only his cock, trailing through the slick heat of her sex, aligning himself with her core.

It was only his pause that made her notice, a knife to his throat, but the danger was not apparent. He was holding her salvation just out of reach. With her legs wrapped around his thighs, she canted him forward, driving his cock inside of her. She wailed at the sensation, tensing hard against her restraints, before dissolving to whimpers, wordless pleas to fuck her.

[sapphicpinkyverse]

#this hope with this josie

[gay-irl]

gay_irl

[asphyxcia]

“Hey...” Charlotte gave the boy a gentle shake. “Dad’s home.” She heard the distinct rumble of an engine over the low sounds of the television. One little girl tucked in her bed upstairs, and the boy curled up against her side where he’d fallen asleep. He’d begged her to let him wait up for his father, and she’d given in because it was a Friday night. Now, as she carefully removed herself from between him and the sofa, she received little more than a sleepy whine.

As Charlotte turned off the television and covered the boy with a blanket, she could hear the mechanical whir of the garage door closing — louder for a moment as the house door opened, and then soft again. The light clatter of keys on the kitchen countertop. The slow, heavy footsteps of a man who had presence without trying. Or maybe that was just Charlotte, enamored by her boss. It was a good job — Charlotte couldn’t complain. A bit of a damper on her social life, since she was basically on call 24/7, but she was well paid and taken care of. It didn’t hurt that she also found the man attractive, but more than anything, she respected him. For the way he’d handled himself during the divorce, and even now. For the way he loved his children. And they meant as much to her now as her own family, having worked for the couple since before the little girl was born.

She felt the pull of her own bed calling after the TV was turned off and the house shrouded in darkness and silence. Just the dull glow of a single kitchen light throwing shadows across the floor. “Hey...” another half whisper as she entered kitchen, hugging her arms around herself in an oversized sweatshirt. “Just wanted to say good night. Little man tried to stay up for you, but he’s passed out on the couch.”

@zaddiesforbaddies​

[midsvmmars]

do i contribute anything to the rpc? no. yet i’m still here