anon jay

side blog for my smut, mdni

[nebulousjay]

Hi there, welcome to my nsft side-blog! Main is @jupitersthirdstar

MDNI, seriously.

I'm not too sure how to run this thing quite yet but my ask box is open if you wanna discuss anything relating to smut. I write mainly DNF and DNN but I'm open to different ships.

When I say smut, I mean very kinky smut so if that interests you, feel free to peruse my blog!

My smut collection

As always read the tags carefully cause I don't shy away from angst 🫶

[josephbrassey]

“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”

Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.

“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”

Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.

“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”

You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?

One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.

The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.

And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.

And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.

[gudamor]

Happy Smallpox Eradication Day

[sailatina3]

Orgasm denial. Orgasm anger. Orgasm bargaining. Orgasm depression. Orgasm acceptance.

[nebulousjay]

*taps mic* is this thing on

[alittledizzy]

five minute break dream/george rated explicit, 1.5k

George tries to get payback for Dream ignoring his call, but somehow it ends up just benefitting Dream anyway?

[read on ao3]

[femdnf-anon]

sunsets and sex

f/f | rated e | 2.7k words sugar mommy, riding, mirror sex

[dusk-in-neon]

i keep thinking up new spicy (and not so spicy) scenarios in which to put slutty bisexual disaster femme sap 🥵

[dusk-in-neon]

sitting in gorg lap while shes fishing and shes wearong skirt (too short) 🥵🥵🥵 and THEN--

[rat-alecrim]

Really, it's obvious that the "why do you, as a man, have a small waist? So other men will grab it? Whore" meme was originally about Dream because good god that man is grabbable. Hope someone slides theirs hands down his scars to his dick and jerks him off while whispering praise in his ear

[dusk-in-neon]

AND presses wet kisses into the warm, soft skin of his wide shoulders; very important

[roboticphantom]

An Egg's Plaything

Summary: While testing some more admin abilities, Dream gets stuck in a wall where a certain red egg virus is happy to play with him and get him under it another way. (1.512 Words)

Mix of the c!Dream eggpreg prompt and the stuck in wall after messing with admin stuff in time for c!dreggs monday :D

CW: non-con

Kinks: aphrodisiac, tentacle penetration, double penetration (in one hole), oviposition, breeding, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

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Dream would like to say, he usually knew what he was doing. Sure, he learned through Phil that he didn’t do things the usual way. (The older Admin has fretted multiple times when he saw what Dream was doing.) But it always worked out so the other didn’t butt in that much.

Now he could maybe use Phil’s assistance.

See he wanted to teleport. Get a hang of the commands so that in an emergency he could quickly teleport himself or others out of danger. And it did work. He did teleport.

…into a wall. With both of his hands stuck in the wall too. He could feel air along a bit of skin that wasn’t covered by boots or pants so at least he wasn’t with everything except his head, neck and bit of his upper torso in the wall. How he wasn’t crushed by the stone around him, he had no clue.

He almost wished it did crush him. At least then Punz could see the death message and revive him. This way he was stuck until someone found him or he could find some other way out. He already ran out of options though. He couldn’t move his hands enough to attempt breaking any of the blocks, nor could he use them to use another command or message someone. His legs were too far in the air to maybe help push in one direction.

The Admin was utterly stuck. Dream hoped Techno wouldn’t find him like that. He would never let him live it down. Neither would Phil probably. Nor Punz.

Maybe mobs would come by and kill him. With some luck, it might not be a permanent death. Just a quick respawn. Out and back. It will still hurt but at least he’d be out.

Dream glanced around the bits of the cave he could see. At least it was a lush cave, beautiful and bright. However, that removed the chances of mobs killing him from that side. Axolotls weren’t known to hurt players, least of all Admins. They were also too small to help him out.

He was about to attempt wiggling again when he felt something brush along his leg. With the pants between he couldn’t make out what or who it was. Words were stuck in his throat. On the one hand, it might be someone he knew and was in good relations with. Or well neutral at least. If he called out, they might help, especially if he offered something in return. On the other hand, it could also be someone he has had issues with in the past.

Whatever it was, trailed further along, sliding across and to the area where his skin was free. It wasn’t an unfamiliar texture. Only unfamiliar with the form he could make out. It felt like a blade of grass. But bigger. Firmer. Which also made anyone he knew unlikely.

The thing slid under his pants, slithering up, up, up. He started squirming again, uncomfortable with the area where it reached and pressed against. He was glad when it lifted only to realise it was attempting to destroy his pants. It didn’t stop, pushing until the clothing started tearing.

Any kicks he did were evaded or didn’t dissuade whatever this thing was. Instead, it used more tendrils to keep his legs in place. Spreading them to the sides as the one from before started pulling at his underwear, ripping it off like his pants before.

Something moved in the corner of his eyes. A red vine. He heard of this thing. The Egg? if memory serves him right.

A virus from what Callahan told him when they met after the prison. One in the form of a giant plant that can take over his server. A danger and he was there stuck in place with everything he could do being useless as he could only move his head and wiggle his legs.

The vine moved closer to his head, shoving his mask upwards, revealing his mouth to the air. Out of instinct, he closed it firmly. If its actions down below were anything to go by, he worried about what it might want to do up here.

Undeterred, it moved against his closed lips, trying to enter as he feared, not that Dream would let it. Even as it secreted some kind of fluid along his lips. It smelled flowery, sweet. Much like the honey Bad sometimes decorated muffins with. He wondered if it tasted similarly.

Just as he caught that thought, he shook his head, trying to turn away, but the vine held firm. More and more pressure was put behind it with no give.

Then something pushed into his bottom hole, slithering inside with a slimy texture and getting a gasp out of him. The vine at his mouth took the small chance it got. It buried in his mouth, deep till it reached his throat. Ignoring his gagging, it stayed there, rubbing against his walls. Biting down on it helped nothing. Instead, something flowed down his throat a second later. He only got a taste of it as the vine retracted from his mouth. The bits of it that he could taste had the same metallic flavour as blood before it turned to a sweeter note. Before it tasted what Dream could only describe as yummy.

He tried to reach for the tendril again, only for it to stay away, much to his dissatisfaction. The one in his ass meanwhile continued further in, occasionally moving a bit back before returning, briefly brushing against his prostate at one point resulting in a moan.

If he was any more lucid at this point, he would be horrified, instead, he leaned in more, trying to get the vine to touch there again. It listened to his unspoken plea. Pressing with the vine more and more as another toyed with his dick. More moans and pants left his mouth at that while sweat gathered along his body from the heat rising in him.

He felt one more slither along below. Moving between his cock and his butthole until it found one more crevice to fit inside, the one he got as a result of being an Admin, much like some others got dicks and some got both from what he heard. It got joined by a second not long after, same as the one in his ass. Both pairs continued thrusting in and out, occasionally spreading his holes.

Dream wanted more, more in him. More touching him, pressing in him. He wanted to be filled.

Which was why he whined when the tendrils moved out of his cunt. Only to cut himself off when the ones in his ass attacked his prostate more viciously, heightening the pleasure more and more till the knot in his stomach snapped and cum spluttered down the wall that kept him trapped.

It took a few ticks for him to realise that the tendrils weren’t stopping. Something new, larger pushed against his cunt even. Similar to the vines already in him but bigger, so much bigger. He doubted for a second it would fit just based on feeling.

The Egg didn’t seem deterred though. It only pressed more firmly against him, slithering back and forth till something gave way.

If Dream thought it felt big while outside, it felt even bigger inside. He was thankful it wasn’t going at the speed the ones in his ass were going or even the vine on his dick that encompassed it now completely, moving in a way that replicated the feeling of having it sucked. The further in it went, the more the Admin felt like it was splitting him apart, like there was nothing except for the vines in him. He loved it. He was getting filled! Filled like he had wished for since the Egg had fed him at the start of this.

The tendril bottomed out and with the ongoing pleasure, Dream came once again. He could barely make out what it was doing, only registering the stimulation of getting fucked so throughout and past his usual orgasm amount.

It swirled around his dick, filling him to the brim with vines, fucked him past what he knew and still he wanted more.

And more he got when something passed through the large vine into his cunt. When small eggs travelled into his body, placed in a part he couldn’t hope to reach himself. He didn’t know when it stopped. Only that it didn’t leave his body. It stayed inside. Two still in his ass, one in his cunt, one on his dick, moving slowly as more cum splattered on the wall. Less than before.

The one from the start floated to his mouth again, easily entering him as he panted in an attempt to recover. It settled there as Dream attempted to suck it. The same fluid from before exited it and he happily drank it.

When the tendrils started anew, he didn’t protest, moaning along as tears slipped out from the overstimulation.

[semiarch]

Since they more or less know about the omegaverse do you guys think the dteam have sat on their couch and had an honest to god debate about who is what

[gottagetshiver]

Beta Dream moping after omega George talks about how much he loves taking a knot, worrying about whether or not he would ever be able to fully satisfy him without one.

George walks in on him looking up knot adding plastic surgery in the dark at three in the morning, scoffs, and takes his laptop away. Dream pouts at him miserably with big wet puppy eyes, and George sighs and tells he doesn’t need a knot from Dream because he’s Dream and he’s so far into a league of his own that he barely even needs a dick to be the best George has ever had.

Dream, in his dooming, spiralling confusion, thinks George is calling his dick small. Cue even sadder puppy dog eyes.

George laughs at him, affectionately calling him a dumbass, and takes him to bed to make it known just how wonderful he finds the drick.

[gottagetshiver]

my contribution to making fandom crazier again:

alpha dream has a bunch of sex toys and omega george hates them bc why is dream breeding plastic instead of him? but he can't admit to dream why because they're still in that phase of slow burn getting together so he just keeps sneaking the toys away. but he doesn't want to get rid of them bc they are good to sniff while he jerks off so he ends up just amassing a collection of them in a box under his own bed meanwhile dream is like where the fuck did that knotting fleshlight go, i just bought it last week...

YES DIZZY POP OFF 👏

George eventually hits his breaking point when yet another knotting fleshlight gets delivered to the house and storms into Dream’s office with the box like “you fucking idiot, why do you keep wanting to knot this goddamn piece of shit when I’m right here?!?”

[rebelwithoutabroom]

🎊 free use awesamdream 🎊 [chapter 1/2]

[rebelwithoutabroom]

and chapter 2 is up!!! enjoy freaks :DD

[rebelwithoutabroom]

🎊 free use awesamdream 🎊 [chapter 1/2]

[rebelwithoutabroom]

and chapter 2 is up!!! enjoy freaks :DD

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i….i always assumed it was just a weird name

[cum--brulee]

Can they make dildos like that?

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i was about to bully you for this comment but then i read your url and i’m just too tired

[ultimatebottom69]

Yes . They did .

Lucky you .

[whateverisupposeyeet]

It’s a boner

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

hey fuck yourself

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

no wait

[lunasguard]

I like how it was 4 years between the fuck yourself part and the no wait part of this post.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i took a nap

[charl0ttan]

the skill of going "jesus i just dont fucking care" and scrolling on

[nebulousjay]

🚨THE SEX WORKER AU IS LIVE, I REPEAT, THE SEX WORKER AU IS LIVE🚨

between lust and love

Please go show it some love as I've been working on it for so long and I'm thrilled to finally be posting it