sandy the heartbreaker

30s | bi | they/them 🏳️‍⚧️ | cardiophile ❤️ | 18+ MDNI

[heartbreaker-sandy]

intro post!

keeping this brief, will update if needed:

30s, transfeminine enby (they/them), bisexual. call me sandy.

this is a kink blog - no minors allowed.

cardiophile, including (and especially) the dark stuff. have some darker fantasies too.

I don't share heartbeats or pics/vids of myself, sorry!

if it helps you "visualise": asian, petite, flat, short black hair, often seen in alt-inspired makeup (black, red, and silver are my fave colours).

EVERYTHING I WRITE/THINK ABOUT IS STRICTLY FANTASY.

I'm mostly dominant but I switch sometimes.

I write dark erotica at https://reddit.com/u/sandythewriter

I love writing and coming up with scenarios, but I don't RP in DMs. feel free to drop requests/ideas for scenarios in my ask!

some tags (will add to this as needed):

#sandy stories: general fiction

#serious sandy: deeper thoughts and posts

#sandy answers: asks

info for requests/ideas below the cut!

Send me requests/ideas for me to write:

HARD NOS: ageplay (including fictional characters who are minors in canon), sex with/killing of animals, scat, vomit, fauxcest (including stepfamily), unsanitary.

for darker stuff: I like consensual scenarios, or scenarios where the person accepts their fate. these will be prioritised.

I'm happy to write more than just cardiophile stuff if I'm into what you're sending through.

I am VERY busy IRL so apologies if it takes a while to get back, or I don't use your requests/ideas!

[hauntedwoman]

i know a heart shaped object hates to see me coming

[echoesofechos]

POV: You just got hit harder than you've ever been hit in your life

[ilickswords]

I think yall will appreciate the candlit sword nudes I took

(Tw: not the most safe practices I could do with a live blade)

[martyredsaintofavernus]

a thrust a cut

[suitandblood]

Tape Me (2026)

[lilithhb]

Final beats…

You found me, unconscious, laying in the ground. Me chest rise and falls harshly, you could almost swear t you can see a rapid pulse in my neck covered in sweat.

“Finally” You think to yourself as as you pull out you stethoscope and press the bell against my chest. My heart beating hard and fast covering your ears with its faint murmurs…

You have been waiting for these for months now, since you discovered about my heart condition. Exchanging the pills with sugar induced ones, taking me to parties to drink, inviting me cigarettes and all to watch my neck afterwards. Lurking to catch it racing, and eventually skipping.

And now, the day finally came that you little experiment has grown its fruits… you can listen it yourself, to the damage you have made to your little toy.

My heart, tired, starts to slow down while your free hand caresses my breasts, the feeling of my heart failing to much for you to handle.

Finally, it starts stumbling on itself, loosing the rythm into a fatal arritmia till nothing but silence fills your ears.

What comes next? Will you fuck me? Do cpr to me as you do it? Shock me into life? Or just let my heart die as your fantasy finally realises… Ideas Ideas…

|| The video has 2 recordings! I really hope you like both, the second one was recorded during a random palpitation episode I had… so helpful for this dream isn’t it?

[cardiacmaniac0]

Hannah's little experiment

A trick that works only with big "hearted" girls

[lovelylittleheartbreakers]

Hands of the Ripper (1981)

[snvffbunniex3]

if you love me, youd devour my heart 🫀

[thehearttaker]

Heart Shot!

[lovelylittleheartbreakers]

[velma994]

Let's suppose you were due to be executed ...

Would you choose a firing squad or a single shot point blank into your left ventricle?

I will choose to receive a bullet in the heart, shot point-blank! But, earlier, I want long preliminaries. That is, uncovering slowly the cardiac zone, while the hand of my executor goes to my heart and starts to caress it. Then he takes the hand away and place an ear, to listen to its beats. I notice he's getting excited more and more, maybe because he's noticing my growing excitement: my heart is slamming hard against my ribs and continues to speed up. I pray him, at this point, to remove all the clothes from my body: I desire to be naked. He does it. Little after I am naked, completely. At this point I express another desire: I want to have people around me in the moment when he will shoot and the bullet will disappear inside my chest, passing in my heart and stopping it forever. He goes and comes back with a small group of friends, all males. The friends, one after the other, put their hands on the left part of my rib cage and move them to the heart zone, searching with the fingers for the right spaces between my ribs where they sense something jumping fast inside my thorax. I, laid down supine motionless under their hands, don't manage to control my breath anymore. The excitement is sending me out of mind. I'm losing the fear of dying, minute after minute I don't desire to save my life anymore; my unique desire is to receive the bullet through the heart. My executor does not know from how many years I waited to be killed, hit to the heart with a knife or a bullet. And scream: - Kill me! KILL ME!! Break my heart!!! One of the men pulls out a knife and throws himself to me: I perceive an acute bit on the left part of my chest. I open my eyes and see a long blade in the hand of a man, held vertical just in correspondence of the heart. He's pushing it; I feel he's willing to kill me, wants to kill me in the place of the executor with the gun. But this arrives and pushes him away: - The task to kill her is mine! The man with the knife grumbles and goes back. The other comes slowly over me with the pistol. I look at him into his eyes; he accepts my gaze and does the same with me. We remain both motionless, eyes in the eyes, for an endless time. We both know what it's about to happen. My emotion is at the most level: he watches the point of my chest where the heart seems want to break the ribs with beats of a scary force. Every beat, a little red rivulet comes out from the small wound caused by the knife of his friend. And he immerses the barrel just in that small red lake on my chest. It is exactly at the center of the heart; when he will shoot, my heart will explode like a watermelon… or a bomb! I am no longer able to resist and scream:

I need somebody! This will be my last orgasm, I want to live it fully! All the group understands. They come close to my pubis. their fingers first caress, then shake violently my clitoris. More than one inserts one or two fingers inside me, one pushes them so deep to reach my cervix and penetrate my uterus! Another takes my clit with his teeth and starts pulling and biting it, injuring me and causing a mix of pain and pleasure so intense that I believed impossible to reach. I'm entering into the most incredible orgasm of my life. My executor calls one of his friends: this friend pulls laterally my left breast so to make flat my cardiac area and lower the distance of my heart from the surface. Contemporaneously, my murder presses the barrel of the pistol against my chest, close to my sternum, at the level or the heart which is jumping as I never felt in all my life. I am totally breathless, I feel in heaven, a so beautiful place as I had never seen earlier. I realize that I'm living the most wonderful day of my life. And when my orgasm reached the highest level, he shot.

...................................................

Velma died in one minute. The bullet penetrated her chest and passed through the heart; impressive jets of blood jumped up, covering all the men around her with a red and warm liquid, which squirted out directly from the heart. She had the time to pronounce some words: - It is wonderful! The bystanders told that the eyes of the poor girl observed enchanted all these red jets which jumped in the air from her heart hit mortally. On her visage there was a smile and someone assured he had listened these words, said in a whisper: - Finally! I have waited it since child and it's even more beautiful than I expected! It's worth it to die young, hit at the heart!

[tocamicora]

More knife play, now for real! A dance with death is an exciting way to feel alive! My heart is pounding here!

Más juego con cuchillos, ahora de verdad. Un movimiento en falso y podría morir, pero qué manera de sentirme viva. Mi corazón latía tan fuerte.

[corrupted-cannipal]

Which knife would you prefer to be erotically killed with?

Bowie

Buck

Sharp knife is a sharp knife

I rather die by anything but a knife

I'm the one using the knife, here

Voting ended onJul 6

[tocamicora]

Let´s try revolver :) I don´t know how many gun play is out there but here is some. When your heart is aimed, it beats so hard!

Ahora con un revolver :) No sé cuanto juego con armas hay ahí afuera pero aquí uno. Cuanto tu corazón es apuntado, late tan fuerte.

[tocamicora]

That´s me, yay!! I loved making pressure against my heart and imaging having that blade going inside of me. My heart moved that thing inside and out.

Me encantó hacer presión contra mi corazón, e imaginar cómo esa hoja se embutiría dentro de mí. Mi corazón empujaba hacia arriba y abajo.