Please read this before you send me an ask. Thank you! <3
Hard no’s: Pregnancy, scat, blood, a lot of pain, torture, the word rape, infantalism, extreme age play, religion, alternate anatomy (boypussy, etc.), hard cbt, trans characters (purely because I am not comfortable writing for fear of messing up), Yennefer
Okay with but not my main thing: Omorashi, desperation, watersports, kink negotiations, sounding, makeup, a/b/o (can be hit or miss)
Definite yes: Non con, dub con, problematic content, power dynamics, sexual slavery, daddy kink, bestiality/xeno (yes! to literal wolf witchers), monster fucking, alien/monster dicks, dehumanization, humiliation, age difference, underage (I'd say like 16+), incest, pseudo-incest, selfcest, puppy/pet play, collars, leashes, exhibitionism, aliens/someone made them do it, group sex, gang bang, breeding kink, knotting, enemas, virginity, size difference, jealousy, sex pollen, fuck or die, rough sex, object insertion, pegging, tentacles, robot sex, lingerie, spanking, belting, bondage, mind control, gags, sex toys, chastity devices, oviposition, orgasm control, forced orgasms, cbt (if it’s light), somnophilia, consensual kinks, consensual non consent, undernegotiated kink, gender play, feminization, lactation
Current fandoms: I dunno, a lot. star wars/the mandalorian/obi-wan kenobi/prequels/classic saga are the main ones right now.
Blog rules: Be polite, no shaming! This blog is a safe space (for kink)! <3
I really really hope the incest we're getting next episode is Saxon and Lochlan have sex in the same room with two different girls while on this giant yacht and Saxon's mostly just watching Lochy the whole time in this totally pervy way. He's such a creep and I hate him. Please god make it happen.
Ok, so I shower thought myself into some Din medical kink.
Din gets caught in some type of explosion and gets really burned, all along his backside. It’s bad, and he has to limp back into whatever backwater town he’s near, throwing down some money somewhere to be taken to a shady medical clinic (ok Din throwing money around is a kink of mine too). So he’s in some ratty room with this humanoid-looking medical droid that’s wheeling around and calling him sir, and please sir, remove your clothes and bend over the table.
And Din grits his teeth and only takes off what he needs to, of course leaving his helmet on, but it’s so painful to peel off his pants and ruck up his shirt. The droid moves around behind him while Din is naked from ankles to chest, leaning against this shitty metal table, and nearly crying with relief when he’s sprayed with bacta stuff, the fire in his burns subsiding greatly. He stays like that a while and then is being wiped off with a towel, some soothing cream rubbed into his skin, and it’s weird because the droid keeps making these mechanical noises and isn’t quite like a human. But Din hasn’t been actually touched by anything in a long time. A long, long time. Maybe ever, as an adult.
He drops his head into his arms, melting into it a bit, and then stiffening up when the droid’s metal fingers start to pry his ass apart.
“No, I’m fine there,” Din says, voice muffled and cheeks supremely red underneath his helmet.
“I must be thorough, sir,” the droid says in his robotic voice, and Din has to grit his teeth as the thing pushes something large and cold inside of him, and then there’s a clinking noise and the thing is opening up wide and expanding him.
Din swears into his forearms as his cock jumps at the stimulation, willing it away, just painfully embarrassed. And then he feels himself being filled with some kind of viscous liquid, a foaming gel that burns and then cools instantly, and Din’s cock is now incredibly hard and he tries not to look at it bobbing between his legs, the metal base of the droid visible behind him as he’s looking at the floor. He can feel his body held open and he’s just quivering there, shifting his weight to his toes as he tries not to move at all. His skin feels tingly, his insides just open, and he’s so overwhelmed he can’t handle it.
When the droid presses forward again to put the nozzle inside and spray once more, Din loses it, reaching down to grab his cock to maybe try and stop it, but instead he jerks into his fist, clenching down on the metal appendage deep inside his ass, and trying to come as silently as possible so he doesn’t humiliate himself even more in this dingy medical clinic. The droid stays inside him the whole time, making him stay there to “let the treatment work” until pulling out much later to a bit off cry. Din shakes and tries to suck up his pride as he pulls his torn clothes back on and limps back to his ship, grateful for the cover of his armor so no one can see how thoroughly wrecked he is.
I was dusting some things off from my old folders and would love to finish this someday. Someday...
cw: noncon, underage, incest mention
Then she turned the corner and suddenly there was the party. She was on a walkway above it, looking down on the main hall she had been in earlier, and this time she swallowed hard as she got an eyeful of barely dressed women, some not at all, and Witchers with their hands all over them. This was definitely not like the parties she had been to before in her previous life.
Her eye was caught by a laughing brunette, hair curly and head thrown back as a red-haired Witcher leaned forward to suck on her breast. Lambert.
Ciri bit her lip, something stirring in her belly, unfamiliar and warm, her skin growing balmy. The longer she watched, watched his hand traveling the woman's body and grab a handful of bottom, the more it stirred within her. She took in a breath, her throat closing for a moment on a small grunt, her hands suddenly tightening as she could feel the curling warmth reach between her legs. At the moment that wetness began to pool, she saw the wolf's eyes snap up to her hiding spot and Ciri froze, her heart stopping and face flaming.
Lambert met her gaze for several excruciating seconds before she summoned up the courage to duck back around the corner, the excitement and terror of being caught making her heart ratchet up in her chest. What if he told Geralt? Shit, she better get back to her room.
She rounded the corner only to be startled by a tall figure standing menacingly still-- Eskel. This was only marginally better than running into Geralt at this exact moment and she cursed her bad luck.
"Going somewhere, Princess?"
Ciri shook her head, opening her mouth but not quite knowing what to say. Eskel had given her the coldest greeting of all the Witchers when they met, and her gut twisted at the thought of him marching her back to Geralt right this second.
"I was just about to go back to my room," she said, her voice sounding stupid in her own ears.
"Seems like you were enjoying the show," Eskel said.
"I—" she began, biting her lip and trying to keep her cheeks from flaming too much.
"Smells like it, too."
Embarrassment shot through her, and she crossed her arms over her chest, feeling her whole body heat up.
Eskel's smile was smooth, full of teeth, and he stepped a little closer, forcing Ciri to take a step backwards until her back was to the stone wall. It was solid behind her, cold, Eskel filling up her whole vision.
"I won't tell Geralt," he said, his voice a low purr, and Ciri's stomach tightened further, definitely not wanting Geralt to find out about this encounter. Eskel was uncomfortably close now, his nostrils flaring slightly as he scented her. She tried to draw herself together, crossing her arms tighter, knowing he could smell her arousal on her as easily as she could smell the beer on him.
"You better not," she said, haughtily, summoning up years of courtly indignation. She knew she had zero power here, and from the look on Eskel's face, he knew it too. "You better let me return, unharmed, or else Geralt will-"
"He'll do what? Geralt's my brother, little girl. We've done everything together, know each other's deepest, darkest secrets. I don't think he'd be adverse to a little… sharing. We've certainly done it before."
"Geralt would never—" Ciri began, reaching her arms up to push at Eskel's chest, now that he was looming closer.
"Oh, but he wants to… I've seen the way he looks at you. You think he hasn't been with girls your age? Are you not his Child Surprise, that he claimed as his?"
“No, that’s not how it is, Geralt—”
"And now I'll do what he's too afraid to do. Can you imagine his face, Princess, when he smells it on you? Can you imagine how jealous he’ll be?”
“But I’ll let him share. I’m a good brother.”
"Fuck you," she spat, fighting against his grip, but it only made him laugh.
"I like your spirit," he said, twisting her arm so she had it pinned behind her back, her chest thrust out.
He leaned in, his hips close, and Ciri turned her face sideways, breathing out hard through her nose as she fought to keep his face away from hers. He moved in closer, their hips suddenly touching, and Ciri shut her eyes tight at the feel of something hard pressing against her stomach. She knew what it was, even though it was the first time for her, fear gripping her more tightly as the threat of what he could do to her became more real.
Hey you. If you've ever felt anxious or ashamed because of your enjoyment of whump, this post is me pulling you into a hug (if you like hugs, of course!) and telling you that you're not alone. You're not weird, broken, dangerous, or evil. The things you enjoy in fiction don't dictate your worth or morality as a person. I know what you're feeling, you are loved, and you are so welcome in this community. 💖
Taking prompts! I'm still obsessed with Obi-Wan, and wanting to write something, but as usual I have no ideas of my own. No promises, but I want to try something.
I'm looking for prompts with: Obi-Wan/Anakin in any iteration, Obi-Wan/Qui-Gon, smutty or not.
If you'd like to prompt me something of the dead dove variety I am also here for that, and you should do it over at my sideblog: badwolfhardkinks.
I'm kicking around some ideas to try and write again, and this is what I'm interested in seeing for Vader/Obi-Wan near the end of the series (minus any pesky happy ending resolutions for them or for Obi-Wan).
Ok, so Vader as more robot than man, missing his limbs, unable to have physical sex due to either missing or non-working body parts. He finally captures Kenobi, the man he's obsessed with and dreamed of and fantasized about for his entire life. His only father figure, the person who's love and attention and desire he *needs*. So when he finally gets his hands on him he can't let him out of his sight, can't be separated for even a second, chains him to his bed to sleep and drags him at his heels at all times. But for all of that possession and glee at *finally* having what he wants… it’s not enough. He can’t fuck his Master like he’s always dreamed of, and he’s *furious* about it.
So what can he do to solve this problem? Have others do it for him. First he gets a parade of his troops to do it, one after the other, Kenobi tied down, each squeezing inside until there’s been so many they don’t even have to push their way in, they just slide right inside. Watching Kenobi’s face that he tries to hide in his sleeve, his pain at being reduced to this, and his secret, hidden desire that it be Anakin instead of the countless others fucking into his tired, wrung-out body that Vader can sense with infinite smugness. Vader enjoys it immensely until Kenobi gets out a strangled “Anakin” on one particularly hard thrust, and then Vader’s immediately squeezing his windpipe with a force choke. He has to gag him and have him fucked by only machines after that, too much risk on so many levels the other way. He can’t seem to stop this obsession of watching his Master slowly breaking, and with the never-ending whir of the machine, he doesn’t have to.
Hey there! Ibjustcwanted to know if you could re-post the link to the 'consent optional' discord server. I found your link on your blog, but the invite expired..
I know this isn't a current fandom but: princess Ciri/daddy Geralt/Jaskier 'verse. Multiple forced orgasms. Like, you know the scenario where the dad catches his kid smoking a cigarette, so he makes the kid smoke the whole pack until they're sick of it to teach them a lesson? That but orgasms. Maybe he catches Ciri masturbating when he's not there, maybe she cums mid-fuck before he's given her permission, but he keeps making her cum until she's crying for him to stop and he keeps going.
Dear anon, I love this. Yeah, season 2 greatly intensified my daddy!Geralt/Ciri feelings, so I am so there with you. All that feral "mine" business. Yes, you fight anyone who touches your princess, Daddy.
Oof what if it's the first time for her, she's been with just Geralt and all those brutish witchers for a while and she's barely had any alone time and no one to talk to about feeling all funny between the legs sometimes. Especially while watching her sort-of dad kicking the shit out of the other witchers while training, looking so *big*.
So Geralt catches her later, door to her room cracked, hand shoved down her pants, little eyebrows drawn together and eyes shut tight.
And Geralt, sweaty, shirt clinging to him, hair in his face, comes in and pulls her hand out, sucking her wet fingers into his mouth.
"What's this, Cirilla," he says, voice stern, and all she can do is bite back a moan.
I am finding Eskel very sexy in s2 and would love to read a reader insert where the reader is the person he aggressively has sex with while under the influence of some monstrous entity (I mean preferably something sexier than a tree) and maybe he gets too jerk-like and goes a bit too far. OR. The whore he's with tells him off so he's skulking around and finds Ciri peeping at everyone's sexual escapes and decides she could use some hands on lessons. The whole time he's thrilled he's sullying up Geralt's virgin princess, robbing his brother of what Geralt undoubtedly was hoping to claim for himself.
Have watched and thoroughly enjoyed Witcher S2. My main "problem" with it is that it was too good and didn't really introduce anything new material-wise that I wanted to or am hoping fandom would explore. Though major yay for Jask in Kaer Moren!
It did, however, renew my daddy!Geralt fantasies, especially with his declaring Ciri as "Mine." in the most feral voice ever. A+++ there.
i am trolling through all of the witcher dd blogs looking for a fic. i don't believe you wrote it, but it seems aligned with your interests, so i was hoping you might be able to help me find it. it's modern au, geralt/ciri/jaskier, ciri is geralt's young bio daughter and jaskier is one of her classmates. jaskier ends up living with them and they all fuck. (there was a continuation where they grow up and jaskier and ciri get married but still live with geralt)
Hello! Yes that is up my alley and no I did not write it. I have not read it, sorry, so cannot help you out. Anyone seen a fic like this???? 💕
okay so I'm looking for a specific type of non-con fic, and I'll take any pairing you have, but, I want a fic where character A is character B's slave or is kidnapped, etc, and he's not into the arrangement at first but he learns to deal and then enjoy and then finally falls in love with owner/keeper but like the dynamic is not changed? so character B is the same person he was at the beginning of the fic and character A is still a slave and so on.
I have no idea how to even look for this type of fic, like what tag :D
Hi! I went through my bookmarks and yeah, I don't have much for you, sorry. However, I think this series with an oc slave might ring your bell! There are a LOT of works in it, and these two are my favorite (of what I've read). But it is a slave who does enjoy and love it (as much as a slave can) but is absolutely still a slave with the slave/master dynamic.
okay so I'm looking for a specific type of non-con fic, and I'll take any pairing you have, but, I want a fic where character A is character B's slave or is kidnapped, etc, and he's not into the arrangement at first but he learns to deal and then enjoy and then finally falls in love with owner/keeper but like the dynamic is not changed? so character B is the same person he was at the beginning of the fic and character A is still a slave and so on.
I have no idea how to even look for this type of fic, like what tag :D
Hi! I went through my bookmarks and yeah, I don't have much for you, sorry. However, I think this series with an oc slave might ring your bell! There are a LOT of works in it, and these two are my favorite (of what I've read). But it is a slave who does enjoy and love it (as much as a slave can) but is absolutely still a slave with the slave/master dynamic.
I know A/B/O is hit and miss with you, but, hear me out, what if for reasons, um omega A is kept in a... um.. harem with a number of other omegas, and they only got to be with the alpha when they're at a certain stage in their cycle. so the handler or the harem master or whatever comes in every day at a specific time and expects all omegas being on their side and ready to have their temperature taken. They're not allowed thermometers themselves so he can only roughly guess when it's gonna be his turn, and on top of that he is so embarrassed of taking all his clothes off and lie like *that* and wait for his temperature to be taken.
Then one day for some reason *handwaves* the alpha comes to the harem at that specific time of the day and our boy is mortified because not only he has to go through this yet one more time, it will be done by the alpha himself and oh God no, he wants to like melt and disappear into the ground, because he's on his side, squirming and blushing all over and then the alpha comes over shushes him maybe runs a hand against his back and pushes the thermometer in and damn oh damn the omega is suddenly hard as a rock and the alpha notices and smirks at him.
oh oh oh maybe after that the alpha starts to um you know just take the omega's temperature even when it's his turn to be fucked and he's already in the alpha's chambers, because the alpha really enjoys watching the omega get all blushy and hard and squirm as the alpha pushes the thermometer in and maybe leaves it there for a while playing with the omega's cock and maybe shaming him for being such a weird omega enjoying *this* and then take it out, read it and say hmmm this is not right, let's try again... and the omega can't help but start to cry...
Dear anon,
Yes! Yes yes yes. I would read a novel of this. I wouldn't even mind breeding kink here, because that's why they're taking the omega's temperature, yes? So seeing if they're ready to take all that alpha cock, ready to be filled with the alpha's thick seed. And the closer the omega gets to that time the more riled up they get, so yes, even the clinical touch from the harem master gets them embarrassingly hard. The harem master ignores them but when it happens with the alpha, the alpha makes the omega stop shielding their hard, weeping little omega cock, so the alpha can see what rightly belongs to them, and how needy the omega is, how ready to be *bred*. The omega probably needs to be kept on something phallic until they're totally ready, desperately squirming around on the hard thing seated deep inside of them for days until they're finally slick and hot enough to take a knot. And the alpha has to check one more time before finally *finally* they're able to plunge inside that tight, wet heat, giving them both what they so desperately need.
