The thing abt hate anons is that, even though my clown brain has an automatic anon hate generator going on at all times coming up with all kinds of potential awful things ppl COULD say, the genuine anon hate i sometimes see is such shit i could NEVER come up with on my own
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One particularly memorable one was "i hope you suffer a long and painful death at the hands of a child" like ok holy shit. Very dramatic. Almost gothic. Sinister. So over the top it falls on its ass and becomes comedy. 5/5
While you were busy playing Tomodachi Life, I was playing Miitopia. My main team turned out pretty cute. 😌 (Important note: Alpha Dave's personality type is Airheaded, I love my bimbo Cleric. Also he's specifically Bayonetta AU's Lumen Sage Dave.)
hey do you like sub a dave? specifically in the context of brocest. just wanna check before i overshare stuff you may not be interested in.
You mean Alpha Dave (and not a singular unspecified Dave :'D)? That's a bit tough one, I don't have trouble with letting Dirk be assertive and have his fun every once in a while, but he should know where the real power in their relationship lies. I often find dommy little brothers just annoying. I don't like Alpha Dave bottoming for him either. Bro can dom and top him though. :9
You worded the ask like you already know that I like Alpha Dave getting femdommed. ;)
I wish we were drowning young and confused Striders in even more mommy issues by making them cuddle topless relatives in such a way that they end up breathing milk but this is almost as lovely
heyyyy I just found your blog, I love your work on a03!! I have a bunch of your stuff bookmarked. I didn’t know you drew too, my stridercest heart is v happy :) your fan content is amazing, ty for your service madam kinkmom
Thank you very much for enjoying my work. ☺️ I'm originally mainly an artist but have lately branched out into authoring too, funny how people start discovering me from that side now. :D I should probably start attaching my art to my fics on AO3 too...
Does anyone have big boobies around here? I know we do a lot of flat justice but I swear someone is double-titted up somewhere in these AUs. Is it one of the SisDaves or smth?
Yeah, it's Lady Alpha Dave, she's got the big boobers. 😎 Also Mom Lalonde, the whole Harlishcrockbert family and Condesce in particular have huge honkers, I just don't draw them all that often, so flat justice is more visible. :9
Whatre u n kinkmom talkin about :eyesdiscordemoji:
Among other things, Alpha Dave tightlacing Dirk in a corset to an insane degree, so that he can circle his hands around his brotherwife's itty bitty waist :3c
Dirk Strider's Tormentous Tightlacing. Also important to note that this scenario includes kidnapping and forcefemming, gotta beat the spiciness out of Dirk first. 🥴
Also the kinky breathplay of Dirk being laced so tight that he can only take tiny shallow breaths, like a Victorian lady... obviously he gets lightheaded easily and needs to be supported by Dave so he doesn't faint and fall ☺️ And when he inevitably does, Dave's there to catch him <3
Whatre u n kinkmom talkin about :eyesdiscordemoji:
Among other things, Alpha Dave tightlacing Dirk in a corset to an insane degree, so that he can circle his hands around his brotherwife's itty bitty waist :3c
Dirk Strider's Tormentous Tightlacing. Also important to note that this scenario includes kidnapping and forcefemming, gotta beat the spiciness out of Dirk first. 🥴
Years ago i was talking sexy strider headcanons w this one guy, i told him i love it when dave has an oral fixation and he loooves having his mouth played with and used, and this guy goes "uhm that's such a boring cliche, i make sure to never write dave like that lol"
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Way to be a pick-me about fucking, what sexy fantasies you like to have about your blorbo. What in the hell?
Anyway Dave is the undisputed king of cunnilingus and duke of dicksucking, in fact he can and has come untouched just from giving oral. Easiest way to get him hard is to give him something to suck on. Loves to have his tongue grabbed and played with, super loves having his mouth forced open and filled. My dearest, cutest mouthplay slut Dave <3
This fic takes place on the Meteor, he's stuck with a bunch of randos and his sister during the horniest years of his life. What could go wrong? Dave figures out that he can use his time powers to his advantage, he's going to confess his feelings to Rose and if things go sideways he can always turn back time and pretend that nothing happened. He kind of shoots himself in the foot with the way he goes about it, so it's no wonder that Rose doesn't react well... Dave gets his dick wet anyway. :]
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If this was a bad idea you would stop yourself, right? You wait for a moment but no future Dave appears. That probably means you had your fun and got away with it. Everything you know about Time is just encouraging you to do it, all those infinite doomed timelines already exist and will eventually fizzle out either way. You'll just have a little "visit". Getting to fuck Rose is clearly predestined, but is there any way you could do so without dooming the timeline? You're a joke and the punchline is "don't have sex with your sister".
So here you are, leaning against the wall outside the common room, psyching yourself up to do the unthinkable. Your plan is fast in motion and now the only thing left is to get Rose where you want her, preferably without anyone else seeing you two. You can wait if you have to, you'll pull the anguished poet routine and work on your shitty raps that just never seem to go anywhere these days. After all, you have nothing but time.
To your relief the common room is empty, aside from her. God, just the sight of Rose makes your heart do a sick kickflip off your sternum. She's reading on the couch, leaning all prim and proper against the armrest like a Victorian lady on a divan in her drawing room, legs partly tucked under herself. Her hip juts out invitingly and the slit in her dress falls open just a bit more than it does when she's standing. Her thigh is on full display, if only you could... You shake your head and reign in your lecherous gaze, the god-tier pyjama pants are woefully unforgiving when it comes to hiding sausages. She's just so fucking pretty you can't help yourself. That's unrestrained hormones for you, baby. You stuff your sweating hands in your pockets and try to act natural. When you get close enough you stop and clear your throat.
"Hey, Rose, you busy?"
Rose doesn't even look up from her book. "As you can clearly observe, my schedule is absolutely packed and I'm late for every single one of my appointments," she says, turning the page.
"Ok, cool, anyway I've got something I wanna talk about." You think for a second and clarify. "Like feelings jam kinda stuff."
Rose perks up right away, she really can't resist picking apart your brain. She slides the bookmark in and puts her book down. It's one of Karkat's mind-bogglingly complicated and sappy romance epics which Rose claims to read for the culture, but you're sure she just secretly digs romantic trash literature. "Oh would you look at that, I think one of the appointments was booked just for you," she smirks. "What pile shall we utilize today?"
"I was thinking of something a bit more private this time, Dr. Lalonde. No offense to the smuppets," you shrug.
"Shall I take it that you'd rather take this session to a blanket fort in your room then?"
Sex in a blanket fort doesn't sound bad at all, kinda romantic actually, but your room is too close to the living spaces if and when things go south. Can't have Kanaya cruelly separating you from Strider Jr. just yet, even if that guy keeps misbehaving lately.
"A tempting suggestion, however: nah. I've got a real sicknasty jam grove in mind."
Rose raises her eyebrows, visibly intrigued. She gets up on her feet as easily and fluidly as a cat would. "Very well, lead the way."
I think I need to let you peep more of world's saddest little amateur ambush predator in action... 😌
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Her head snaps in the direction of the sound. "...do we really need to lock the door?" She asks with a slightly concerned edge to her voice.
"What, we've got a murder-clown loose in the vents. You want him busting in slithering dick first like 'have you heard of Jegus, our lord and savior?' while we're in here all raw and vulnerable and shit? All that stands between us and the wrath of that disturbingly bulbous codpiece is this humble, hard-working door. You really want to leave it unlocked?"
"I suppose not." You can feel her eyeing you suspiciously, but she's giving you the benefit of the doubt for now. You've never been a threat to her so she should have no reason to think so now. Sweet, harmless Dave. She trusts you. She would trust you with her life.
Rose ignores all your painstakingly alchemized pillows and perches herself on the edge of the table instead, just a tad further away from you than she usually would.
Oh come on, what did you do now? She can't be that hung up over a locked door. You have a nagging feeling her seer powers have something to do with this. But if she happened to see what you're after and still chose to come along... Well, then she's just begging for it. It's a game and she loves those, so you'll keep on playing.
She looks at you expectantly. You clear your throat and shift your weight.
"Yeah, so, I wanna talk about something... really personal this time, if that's ok," you start, stuffing your hands in your pockets and kicking an imaginary pebble on the floor.
"Everything shared between us in this room will be strictly confidental, I assure you."
"I'm warning you, it's going to be some real corny shit."
"I shall refrain from commenting on the corn level of our past conversations, but do go on."
Red-faced, you gather every last fiber of your courage and blurt out: "I like you."
She blinks and tilts her head. "...Huh. I really thought you were going to tell me that you've finally realized that you're bisexual." She's not taking you seriously, but don't fret, you're more than ready to dig your own grave.
"Rose, come on, no, I mean it. Not like in a friend way, I mean I really, really like you. You know, when you wanna be disgusting and kiss and hold hands and stuff..." And fuck. By god you want to fuck.
"Oh, Dave..." She says with that pitying look you've come to dread, purses her lips and brings her hand to her cheek. "That's rather unfortunate. You know I really, really like you too, but... I'm serious about Kanaya. I have a girlfriend now."
You all keep liking this one, so it looks like I'm gently regurgitating this fic bit by bit in your greedy little mouths. :V
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Right, there's the stinging rejection. You won't let it show on your face, but you're sure she sees right through your tense shrug. "Yeah, sure, I know you're elbow deep in alien cooch these days but won't you agree the messaging has been a little mixed?" How embarrassing, you're admitting you've fallen for her joke. But maybe, just maybe she could admit to being sincere for once. Too bad her knitted brows tell another story.
"I'm sorry if my playful flirtations were too overt, I thought we were on the same page about incest..."
Okay well that's just a kick in the sensitive bits, makes you think you had a chance if you didn't flush it down the drain by hemming and hawing for a couple of years. "Yeah you think I chickened out and to be fair, I did, but I've thought about it some more. You all started pairing up left and right and it makes a guy feel a little bit lonely."
"Pardon me if I've forgotten, but didn't you use to pursue Terezi's affections? I could have sworn you two were an item."
"Oh I wish. Haven't you noticed? Troll romance fucking sucks. What do you MEAN I'm supposed to have a shared custody of my girlfriend and hate her bi-weekly just so another guy can get his wriggling alien noodle wet? Unless it's already wet. I don't know? It might be wet."
"...is this something Karkat has proposed to you?"
"Well who fucking else? Even Terezi thinks it sucks absolute nuts."
"Have you considered not involving Karkat at all?"
"You see, it's a little bit difficult trying to woo a bad bitch when a raving lunatic with self-esteem issues 2: Electric Boogaloo is determined to be your third wheel. I consent, I consent, isn't there somebody you forgot to ask? Not worth it, in my humble opinion."
"...I take it Karkat himself is also out of the question? You would make a mean calignous couple, the contempt is palpable. I could be your auspistice, if you so desire?"
"No, absolutely not. I want nothing to do with freaky troll hate-mance OR that asshat."
That gets a tense little snicker out of her, but her arms stay crossed. "Duly noted, no tumultuous affections or posterior headwear."
"Anyway, we're the only two humans here and the trolls definitely won't give two flying fucks about us sharing way too many genes or, preferably, spit. We should get together. You like me and I want you, what's the harm? It won't be cheating if we can convince Kanaya that I piss you off so bad you just had to fuck me about it."
"Dave, I don't know..." She trails off, gently and politely letting you down. You're not taking the hint.
"Come on, we died together, how much more romantic can you get? You held my hand when we were blown to a million shitty little pieces. Doesn't that mean anything?"
" 'Vaporized' might be the more accurate term."
"Rose!"
She flinches when you raise your voice. You feel bad immediately, but hold your tongue.
"Sorry. I..." She trails off and thinks how to word her thoughts, eyes averted. "...I'm glad it was by your side, I wouldn't have wanted it to happen any other way."
Oh no, I hope your day gets better!! Your blog is one of the few I have notifications on for because everything you post brings me so much joy. You're a great writer and an amazing artist, your drawings are *muak* chefs kiss. Also you're funny as fuck lmao, never stop being yourself momma!!!
I've selfishly kept this one to myself for a while, but know that you've brightened my days. :] I've noted from the speed of those likes from some of you that you must have notifications on! It's nice to know I'm that interesting. :D
Things are still bad and will be for an undefined while, but I'm trying my best to stay positive. I haven't had much drawing mojo lately, but writing has been comforting. The Rockstar AU fic I've been teasing is mostly finished but needs some aftercare to fulfill my vision.
hi kinkmom! thank you for all the hard work you put into your writing. your fics and the snippets you've shared here have reawakened the little freak inside of me that had spent years in dormancy. i do have a question for you, do you have any fanfics recommendations, or just fics you really love? they don't necessarily have to be homestuck related, but i do love your interpretations of these characters. if not fanfic, then do you have a favorite piece of art (fan-created or original)? sorry if you have been asked similar questions before, and if you don't feel comfortable sharing then that's okay too. i just really wanted to say that i love your fanfiction, and that i hope you're doing well :)
I'll bunch you two together since you have similar requests. :9
First of all, thank you very much, I'm glad you've enjoyed my snippets. ☺️ Kinkmom's freak awakening service at your service. 🫡
On the question itself: I'm not a hardcore fic reader and only lately I've dipped my toes into actually reading Stridercest again. I've got pretty firm interpretations myself so I don't like reading something that deviates too far from them, and you know, momma's notoriously picky. Especially when it comes to noncon or dubcon. I do have some favourites bookmarked though, I'll share the Alphacest ones as per request.
let excess succeed - quixxotique Concealed identity incest and thus dubious consent, crossdressing. Dirk is a pushy little freak.
parabrocial - the meat machine (love that username) Classic Dirk pining for his long gone Bro, so sweet it makes my heart ache.
wait for it - the meat machine Con-to-noncon, explicitly underage, Dirk bites off more than he can chew. I haven't seen a Dave this much of a gleeful asshole before, delightfully mean. Dialogue on point.
a slow boiling pot - ghostlyAnarchist Somnophilia, dubcon. Good old "accidentally" crawling into your brother's bed while drunk.
Date Night - Vanilla_Price Dubcon, explicitly underage, Dirk bites off more than he can swallow: Electric Boogaloo. Mean and jealous Dave my beloved. ♡
When it comes to recommending my own stuff, everything written after 2020 is good! Before that? Not so much. :'9
Better Than + Beyond Compare The full scale from noncon to dubcon to consensual, incest cucking, the first, the only and the last explicit cringefail DirkJake sex I've written. My very own mean and insanely jealous Dave forces his lil bro to love him and only him. Featuring an alternate ending chapter because I can do that. 👍
Domestic Bliss Unforgivingly hard noncon and violence, I'd imagine it's a pretty rough read if that doesn't get you hard. Dirk plays Dave's platonic boywife, but Dave's feelings about it are far less platonic. Might be up your alley if your kink is boys getting treated like girls.
Downfall Dave slips Dirk a roofie and Dirk doesn't even realize what happened. A rare and elusive third person POV fic from me...
Finally (A curve ball from 2018! I couldn't help touching it up..... I tried my best not to change it too much while making it flow a little better and fix some typos.) Con-to-noncon. Dirk pushes boundaries until Dave breaks and shows him exactly why it's a bad idea.
your writing is so amazing and everytime you upload a new fic im so happy <3 never stop creating !!!!
I've saved your message for a tough day too and today I need a little pick-me-up. Thank you so much, I will continue to create! Nothing will stop the hot brothersex! ♡♡♡
I found your fics on ao3 by chance (I scroll through the noncon tag when I'm bored) and I don't go here, I don't know these characters beyond cultural osmosis, but hot damn I can't stop rereading Better Than, Beyond Compare, and Fight & Fawn. It's actually a little embarrassing how many times I've reread them over the past few weeks. It so hard to find good noncon fics where the rapist is just the right mix of smitten and completely nuts, but finding your fics felt like winning the jackpot. I eagerly but patiently await your further adventures in noncon land.
Waah, that's such a great compliment! ;; Thank you very much, I'm happy to hear that you liked my work enough to reread it more than once! :D Have you noticed that I do cover pics for every fic? I've thought I should embed them on AO3 too sometime. :9 Also, it's nice to know that my fics can stand on their own without the need to be in the fandom, that's something I think is a quality marker.
Oh I feel you on the delicate noncon balance issue. I require the love and affection, but I also need the insanity that lets them do horrible shit AND there needs to be humanity and capacity for guilt in there too. A stone cold sadistic daddy dom just doesn't do it for me. So, I write what I want to see in the world. 🙌 I'm almost finished with my Rockstar AU fic, just the ending part is missing, so more is on the way and Dave is as hot and as insane as ever!
Haha, adventures in noncon land...but really, I'm not Alice in this equation, I'm the Queen of Hearts. ;)
This fic takes place on the Meteor, he's stuck with a bunch of randos and his sister during the horniest years of his life. What could go wrong? Dave figures out that he can use his time powers to his advantage, he's going to confess his feelings to Rose and if things go sideways he can always turn back time and pretend that nothing happened. He kind of shoots himself in the foot with the way he goes about it, so it's no wonder that Rose doesn't react well... Dave gets his dick wet anyway. :]
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If this was a bad idea you would stop yourself, right? You wait for a moment but no future Dave appears. That probably means you had your fun and got away with it. Everything you know about Time is just encouraging you to do it, all those infinite doomed timelines already exist and will eventually fizzle out either way. You'll just have a little "visit". Getting to fuck Rose is clearly predestined, but is there any way you could do so without dooming the timeline? You're a joke and the punchline is "don't have sex with your sister".
So here you are, leaning against the wall outside the common room, psyching yourself up to do the unthinkable. Your plan is fast in motion and now the only thing left is to get Rose where you want her, preferably without anyone else seeing you two. You can wait if you have to, you'll pull the anguished poet routine and work on your shitty raps that just never seem to go anywhere these days. After all, you have nothing but time.
To your relief the common room is empty, aside from her. God, just the sight of Rose makes your heart do a sick kickflip off your sternum. She's reading on the couch, leaning all prim and proper against the armrest like a Victorian lady on a divan in her drawing room, legs partly tucked under herself. Her hip juts out invitingly and the slit in her dress falls open just a bit more than it does when she's standing. Her thigh is on full display, if only you could... You shake your head and reign in your lecherous gaze, the god-tier pyjama pants are woefully unforgiving when it comes to hiding sausages. She's just so fucking pretty you can't help yourself. That's unrestrained hormones for you, baby. You stuff your sweating hands in your pockets and try to act natural. When you get close enough you stop and clear your throat.
"Hey, Rose, you busy?"
Rose doesn't even look up from her book. "As you can clearly observe, my schedule is absolutely packed and I'm late for every single one of my appointments," she says, turning the page.
"Ok, cool, anyway I've got something I wanna talk about." You think for a second and clarify. "Like feelings jam kinda stuff."
Rose perks up right away, she really can't resist picking apart your brain. She slides the bookmark in and puts her book down. It's one of Karkat's mind-bogglingly complicated and sappy romance epics which Rose claims to read for the culture, but you're sure she just secretly digs romantic trash literature. "Oh would you look at that, I think one of the appointments was booked just for you," she smirks. "What pile shall we utilize today?"
"I was thinking of something a bit more private this time, Dr. Lalonde. No offense to the smuppets," you shrug.
"Shall I take it that you'd rather take this session to a blanket fort in your room then?"
Sex in a blanket fort doesn't sound bad at all, kinda romantic actually, but your room is too close to the living spaces if and when things go south. Can't have Kanaya cruelly separating you from Strider Jr. just yet, even if that guy keeps misbehaving lately.
"A tempting suggestion, however: nah. I've got a real sicknasty jam grove in mind."
Rose raises her eyebrows, visibly intrigued. She gets up on her feet as easily and fluidly as a cat would. "Very well, lead the way."
I think I need to let you peep more of world's saddest little amateur ambush predator in action... 😌
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Her head snaps in the direction of the sound. "...do we really need to lock the door?" She asks with a slightly concerned edge to her voice.
"What, we've got a murder-clown loose in the vents. You want him busting in slithering dick first like 'have you heard of Jegus, our lord and savior?' while we're in here all raw and vulnerable and shit? All that stands between us and the wrath of that disturbingly bulbous codpiece is this humble, hard-working door. You really want to leave it unlocked?"
"I suppose not." You can feel her eyeing you suspiciously, but she's giving you the benefit of the doubt for now. You've never been a threat to her so she should have no reason to think so now. Sweet, harmless Dave. She trusts you. She would trust you with her life.
Rose ignores all your painstakingly alchemized pillows and perches herself on the edge of the table instead, just a tad further away from you than she usually would.
Oh come on, what did you do now? She can't be that hung up over a locked door. You have a nagging feeling her seer powers have something to do with this. But if she happened to see what you're after and still chose to come along... Well, then she's just begging for it. It's a game and she loves those, so you'll keep on playing.
She looks at you expectantly. You clear your throat and shift your weight.
"Yeah, so, I wanna talk about something... really personal this time, if that's ok," you start, stuffing your hands in your pockets and kicking an imaginary pebble on the floor.
"Everything shared between us in this room will be strictly confidental, I assure you."
"I'm warning you, it's going to be some real corny shit."
"I shall refrain from commenting on the corn level of our past conversations, but do go on."
Red-faced, you gather every last fiber of your courage and blurt out: "I like you."
She blinks and tilts her head. "...Huh. I really thought you were going to tell me that you've finally realized that you're bisexual." She's not taking you seriously, but don't fret, you're more than ready to dig your own grave.
"Rose, come on, no, I mean it. Not like in a friend way, I mean I really, really like you. You know, when you wanna be disgusting and kiss and hold hands and stuff..." And fuck. By god you want to fuck.
"Oh, Dave..." She says with that pitying look you've come to dread, purses her lips and brings her hand to her cheek. "That's rather unfortunate. You know I really, really like you too, but... I'm serious about Kanaya. I have a girlfriend now."
