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a drowned thing's nsfw alt, don't mind me reblogging for references

[gilded-ambiguity]

I love surrendering to stillness. Sprawled on the floor, eyes shuttered, breath suspended. There's a certain luxury in letting your naked body vanish into the soft void, in letting the world dissolve until even the notion of your rescuer becomes a distant maybe. My body, no longer mine, melts into quiet: the tension in my chest and spine unwinds, undone by the rhythm of compressions or the intimate hush of borrowed breath. Each infinite moment, a lifeline, and a decadent tether to existence.

[unashamedaquaphile-deactivated2]

[puppygirllaika]

girls who don't care if you know <3

girls who walk up behind you and snap your neck 'cause they want a body to fuck, and don't care that you're about to experience an hours-long time loss until your resurrection

girls who get aggressive while making out and bite through your neck, not caring that you won't get to enjoy those carnal pleasures she'll partake in with your body later

girls who never let you live long enough to feel them inside you, who fuck you every night without ever letting you experience it, without giving you the memory

girls who think it's funny when you beg to live through the night just this once as they wring the life from your neck

girls who just like you better as a corpse, and only bring you back long enough to reset your body and keep your corpse fresh, giving you only a few minutes of life each day.

girls who don't care as your mind slowly deteriorates, as you break down, as you forget your personhood to the expanse of time you've lost to her whims.

girls who don't care if you know you're not coming back this time <3

[hairyknitter]

Drowning in Her Arms

Sadie’s sitting on the bottom of the pool honing her breath holding skills. She’s wearing nothing but a weightbelt and she’s caressing her magnificent breasts to distract herself from the urge to breath. She’s been under for three and a half minutes and her lungs are burning, so she releases some air to relieve the pressure. Hearing a noise above her, she looks up to see David swimming naked above her. He’s been keeping his distance to let her practice in peace, but he’s been looking down at her, checking up on her progress. The mere sight of Sadie sitting naked on the bottom has given him a raging hard on but he resists the urge to interrupt her breath hold. At four minutes Sadie surfaces right in front of him, kissing him hard before she draws a breath.

“Hey baby,” she says, “I’ve improved on my personal best. Four minutes!” “Well done babe,” David replies, kissing her in celebration, “I was watching your progress, hence my hard on…” “So I noticed…” Sadie purrs seductively, “let me help you with that…” She kisses him again, then she giggles as she submerges and grabs his ankle, pulling him down to the bottom with her. She’s so aroused from her breath hold that she mounts his engorged cock and rides him hard and fast. The feeling of her pussy gripping his cock tight feels exquisite, David moans in pleasure, bubbling continuously as his orgasm builds and his cock starts twitching. He cums hard in a huge explosion of bubbles, shooting his spunk deep inside her and this puts her over the edge, she cums hard too, squirting against his cock.

David’s lost most of his air, but Sadie’s still feeling comfortable. They kiss passionately and he looks deep in her eyes, pleading with her to drown him. She understands his urge to drown and nods in approval. She holds him in her arms as he exhales the last of his air, watching the bubbles shoot towards the surface. He loves drowning for her, but he also loves the oxygen deprivation, so he resists the urge to inhale for as long as he can. His cock’s still buried deep in her pussy and it starts twitching again. She kisses him one last time and then he can’t hold on any longer. He opens his mouth and inhales water, coughing and spasming in her arms as he convulses. His lungs full of water, his cock explodes in her pussy and his vision fades to black as his body goes limp in her arms.

His body’s limp but his cock’s still hard, so Sadie takes advantage of that, riding him hard and fast until she cums once more in an explosion of bubbles. She’s still got some air left and she’s still horny as hell, so she dismounts and rubs her pussy hard against his drowned lips. His nose simultaneously rubs her clit and a solitary bubble escapes his drowned lips and bursts against her pussy, pushing her over the edge. She cums hard, losing the last of her air as she screams with pleasure and squirts her juices into David’s drowned mouth. Thoroughly satisfied, she kisses him one final time and she holds his limp body in her arms again as she opens her mouth and inhales water. She coughs and spasms uncontrollably as the water fills her lungs and she cums a final time as her vision fades to black and her body goes limp on top of him. Their limp bodies sway together on the bottom of the pool, locked together in a passionate embrace with blissful expressions on their drowned faces and Sadie’s weightbelt keeps them from floating to the surface.

[2dsimple]

[henrythehangman]

No way out

[elfryona]

how sweet, washing a girl's face after getting her blood all over it <3

[b1tchbait]

realistically…. i know being choked to pass out is deeply unsafe. and also. god. i want to be held down and choked out until i pass out. i want to struggle and feel the fight drain from me as the air leaves my lungs. i wanna look up at them with big teary eyes and beg them to stop before my lights go out. wanna hear then go oooh good boy as my limbs drop

[71519211]

[hemipenal-system]

so bad news. yeah we’re throwing you into the eternal well to appease the water spirit so the drought ends. sorry

[hemipenal-system]

you’re pregnant. and it’s water

[valtsv]

there was absolutely no need for the word asphyxiation to be as erotic as it is. like you've already got suffocating choking strangulation etc. and then here comes miss asphyxia serving rare letter combinations that when combined sound like a gasp for air like it's nothing.

[pmamtraveller]

Kyle Thompson - Swamp

[huariqueje]

Surfacing I - Lee Price

American , b. 1967 -

Oil on Linen , 64 x 27.75 cm.

[swagophile]

me: [talking to a girl at a bar] so then i told her, i told her, cheesed to meet you....! heheh, get it? she had huge boobs btw

girl: what are you talking about why are you talking to me We arent even here

me: huh- [looks around the room. its completely empty. the stillness of the air creates a tense feeling that something is wrong. a voice in my head loudly screams at me that i should not be there. the girl i was speaking to is gone. my drink is gone. i don't remember how i got here. I swear I can see my shadow on the stained wooden floor start to move. Am i even here, in this room? Am i.. me:? Who am I? I look down at the floor again. My shadow is still. Something else has taken it's place. A large collection of rotting viscera and putrefying offal sits in the center of the bar. The smell is unmistakeable. Rot. Decay. Hunger. I approach it. It does not move. I stare into the meat and I swear for a second it stares back. I recognize it. The blood starts to seep into the spaces between the boards. In that moment it hits me. The pile of filth and hate and decay is me. This is all I am, all I have been, and all I ever will be. A slight smile creeps across my face. I can no longer feel the blood rushing through my veins.]

girl: honestly you have like problems but I find that kinda cute. do you mind if i take you back to my place and touch you

me: [voice quivering, face awkwardly contorting into a close approximation of a smile, fingers clammy and palms soaked with sweat] Yyeah,, um . yes mommy,,

[swagophile]

me: [at her place, on her bed, sweating more than i realistically should be] so um. so are we having sex now. uh. its been a while since ive done this..

girl: girl you are on my bed naked and on top of me. what do you think we're doing? cmon touch my boobs and choke me i need to get off

me: ummm,, okay.. uh.. [puts my hand on her throat. as soon as my skin makes contact with hers vivid images flash into my brain. her body, in the road, gutted and pale, entrails spread across the asphalt. i see myself standing on the sidewalk. I watched it all happen. I saw her die and I did nothint. I tighten my grip around her throat as my hands get clammy. visions of myself covered in blood. Viscera. Gore. I turn my head as she starts to slide herself inside me. There's something else in this room. In the corner. It's watching me. In shadows, but I know it's there. I stare at it. It stares back. I know what it wants. I know what it thinks. It's mocking me. It knows what I'm thinking. It knows I'm sick, sicker than she knows, sicker than even I know, and it laughs. It laughs at me. My eyes narrow as I focus in on the figure in the shadows. The details of the room start to melt away. I no longer feel her inside me. I no longer feel anything. Me and the presence are alone now, and in this moment of vulnerability, after it's relentless judging and mockery, it chooses to say nothing. Nothing at all. The silence speaks for itself. I vomit all over her chest]

girl: holy shit did you just throw up on me

me: s. sorry. hhad one too many.drinks haha

girl: no its okay i think i just came

[swagophile]

me: so like do I have to meet your friends haha seems like a big step. Like we aren't REALLY a thing, right. Like

girl: you gotta relax mads, we're just meeting up to like smoke some weed and chill out. Its gonna be a great time. you do smoke, right?

me: (lying) Yeah all the time haha

---- at her friend's house ----

friend 1: heyyy maddie ive heard all about you

friend 2: woo! maddie's here! weve been dying to meet you

friend 3: cmon in we made space on the couch for you

girl: you're gonna be sitting next to me though heheh

me: are you sure there's.. uh.. room..?

friend 4: don't worry, i'm gonna be standing.

me: okay.. [sitting on the couch]

friend 1: [putting some cheesy 90s horror movies on and taking a hit of the bong] weve heard you're like really hot lol. is that true

friend 2: girl! don't say that!!

girl: i mean she is cute-

friend 3: omg yeah I can TOTALLY see it

me: um

friend 4: [tapping me on the shoulder] hey

me: yeah?

friend 4: come with me real quick. i gotta show you something

me: okay.. you girls mind if i get up real quick? we'll be right back..

friend 1: of course girl do whatever you want make yourself comfortable

friend 2: make yourself VERY comfortable heheh

girl: girls cmon you're scaring her

friend 4: [walks me out the back to the backyard. before me stands rows and rows of unmowed greenery, standing tall and wild and untamed. it's night. the single porch light bounces off the decaying awning to give the entire space an ethereal feeling. the viel feels thinner, here] i know, madeline. i know

me: wwhat.

friend 4: [holding my hand. stepping into the grass. pulling me with her] you see it too, don't you? [she parts some grass to reveal something. A rotting dog carcass. Flies buzz around it's putrefying form. Beneath its decaying skin, something pulses. No, not pulses. Moves. There's something squirming underneath. The sight feels incredibly familiar.] You see it too, don't you.

me: uh

friend 4: [squeezing my hand tight. her palms are clammy and her skin is pale. i hadn't noticed before, but she is cold to the touch. colder than you should be, while your heart is still pumping. she looks up at the sky. she directs me to look] do you see that? those aren't the stars, you know.

me: wwhat

friend 4: [continuining to look up] that's not the sky, either. we aren't here, maddie. We're somewhere else.

me: wh-

Friend: [before i can respond she pushes me hard into the dirt, towards the dog carcass. I expect to feel my face sink into its rotting organs but I don't. Instead, I feel something much worse. I feel my body start to sink into the ground. Deep. Deep beneath the earth, until all that surrounds me us dirt. I open my eyes. I am inside a small wooden box. Around me is nothing but dirt, and silence. I scream. Nothing happens. I try to kick and squirm. Nothing happens. I can't feel my own heartbeat. I know it, but I don't want to say it. I am dead. I have been dead, maybe since the day I was born. No. Since it happened. I know this is all I will ever be. I look down at myself. My chest cavity has been torn open. There are entrails all over my clothes. My entrails. My breathing gets rough and heavy. It looks like the meat. I hate the meat. After a few moments of crying beneath the earth, the door opens. It shouldn't open. I stare. Before me sits the bar, with its varnished interiors, old stools peeling at the seams, aged halogen lightbulbs casting a warm glow around the room from above. I step out into it. She's there. She walks up and she greets me, hugging me tight. I don't move]

girl: there you are, maddie. I've missed you so much. Why don't we continue our conversation? Go on. You were telling me a joke.

me: [I open my mouth to respond, but blood spills out onto the floor and all over my shirt. She approaches me from her seat and pushes me down onto the hardwood flooring. She's on top of me. She takes her hands and begins ripping off my clothes, taking her claws and tearing into my skin, tearing, gnawing, pulling the meat from my body and devouring it like a wild animal, blood staining her mouth, ripping into offal like she needs it, and somecpart of me knows she does. She needs this. I just let her. My vision starts to go black as I start feeling dizzy, before I lose too much blood and I lose conciousness next. When I open my eyes I am there. In the backyard. In the grass. The porchlight casting a glare onto my eyes. I stand. There is no dog. The 4th friend is gone. It's just me. I walk back inside. The others are on the couch. They're smiling, laughing, they're happy. The tallest one notices me and waves]

friend 1: hey maddie! long time no see, you doing okay?

girl: theere she is

me: uuh.. uhm. yeah, i'm. fine. i was jjust uh. smoking with your other friend.

friend 2: ...other friend?

friend 3: we don't have another friend.

me: oh.. i thought there were.. 4 of you..

girl: nope, just 3

friend 1: maddie, are you doing okay?

me: yeah.why

friend 1: oh.. uh.. okay, it's just-

there's blood on your shirt

[rinkurou]

[rinkurou]

[rinkurou]

A selection of lustful tentacles

[hells-mongrel]

Let's play a game where you test just how much the diving reflex calms your anxiety.

You are anxious, aren't you? Chained up in an unfamiliar place, unsure of what may happen to you.

I've got a nice big bucket of ice cold water right here with your name on it. We'll dunk your pretty little head in it over and over, just to see if it calms you down any.