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[telectronique]

one gender is fine, two genders is pushing it, three genders and you're into woke - Lou Reed

[cindle-writes]

Cane Sugar fka, the cokewhore tom anthology

E | Harry Potter / Tom Riddle

Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Recreational Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Unhealthy Relationships, Toxic Codependency, Friends With Benefits, Explicit Sexual Content, Lots of it, Erotic choking, Rough Sex, Transactional Sex, Unsafe Sex, Barebacking

[ Chapter 1 by Billie]

Summary:

Euphoria, invincibility, power — there’s nothing quite like the rush Tom gets when he’s high on cocaine. Nothing, perhaps, except for being with Harry, who also happens to be his dealer. * “Have you ever had one of your clients suck you off, Harry?” Breath came in shallow bursts as Tom pulled Harry's pants down to mid-thigh. Harry shook his head, his cock springing free just as Tom ran his fingers down the length. When he opened his eyes, he was looking up at the ceiling. “No one’s had the nerve to offer.” “They mustn’t have wanted it enough.” Tom’s hand was wrapped around his cock, and Harry could feel his breath against the tip, fanning over in soft, quick huffs. Harry’s hand tightened in his hair.

a collab by @blogalinda @reggieblk @ cindle-writes @telectronique inspiration by @k3uuu art by @delineate-creates

[cindle-writes]

Chapter 2 of Cane Sugar is up!

Chapter Summary:

sugar cane: /noun/ the act of snorting cocaine off an erect cock coke dick: /noun/ erectile dysfunction caused by cocaine use

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Chapter-Specific content warnings: Tom tops in this chapter; if it’s not your thing, feel free to close your eyes and skip to the end of the chapter 🫶

[cindle-writes]

Chapter 3 of Cane Sugar is up!! This beautiful lovely chapter written by @blogalinda 💖

Note from Amelinda:

this addition provides a bit of backstory + some smut to keep the vibe wet n wild. it's kind of nuts, and also a bit sad, but i had a lot of fun and i hope you do too!

EVERYONE GO READ IT Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Chapter 3

[cindle-writes]

Chapter 4 of Cane Sugar is up!! So excited to debut @telectronique's beautiful writing!!!! 💖💖💖

An excerpt:

“Did you at least tell her I was a high-class escort, not a simple prostitute?” “No, you bastard, I didn’t elaborate on the details.” Harry groans. “Look, it was easier than introducing you to her as my sex-friend-customer and then explaining that I’m a drug dealer. She was pretty much convinced of the idea the moment she came up with it, anyway.” “Well, that’s that,” I say with a shrug, suddenly conscious of how hoarse my voice is. “Anyway, could I have a glass of water and a hit, Harry? My throat hurts.” “Are you really asking me to pour you a fucking glass?” “Look, I’ll blow you if you give me—” “God, you are a hooker!”

[telectronique]

i wrote a thing!

[cindle-writes]

Cane Sugar fka, the cokewhore tom anthology

E | Harry Potter / Tom Riddle

Tags: Alternate Universe - Non-Magical, Recreational Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Unhealthy Relationships, Toxic Codependency, Friends With Benefits, Explicit Sexual Content, Lots of it, Erotic choking, Rough Sex, Transactional Sex, Unsafe Sex, Barebacking

[ Chapter 1 by Billie]

Summary:

Euphoria, invincibility, power — there’s nothing quite like the rush Tom gets when he’s high on cocaine. Nothing, perhaps, except for being with Harry, who also happens to be his dealer. * “Have you ever had one of your clients suck you off, Harry?” Breath came in shallow bursts as Tom pulled Harry's pants down to mid-thigh. Harry shook his head, his cock springing free just as Tom ran his fingers down the length. When he opened his eyes, he was looking up at the ceiling. “No one’s had the nerve to offer.” “They mustn’t have wanted it enough.” Tom’s hand was wrapped around his cock, and Harry could feel his breath against the tip, fanning over in soft, quick huffs. Harry’s hand tightened in his hair.

a collab by @blogalinda @reggieblk @ cindle-writes @telectronique inspiration by @k3uuu art by @delineate-creates

[telectronique]

just putting it out there

[jareckiworld]

Adolf Hoffmeister (1902-1973)  James Joyce  (ink, pencil, watercolor on cardboard, 1966)

[tsarina-anadyomene]

Cocaine was a stimulant used by a priestly caste of the middle period United States called businessmen in order to commune with The Market. [1]

[telectronique]

I swallowed the one yew bury, and I swallowed the one yew bury.

[telectronique]

i am not dead! new riddledore coming soon i swear.

[reelaround-deactivated05312024]

[reelaround-deactivated05312024]

two minutes after his resurrection and that old man is already on his mind

[telectronique]

Aschenbach noted with astonishment that the boy was of a consummate beauty: his face—pale and charmingly reticent... with a straight nose, lovely mouth, and an expression of gravity sweet and divine.

— Death In Venice, Thomas Mann (transl. Micheal Henry Heim)

[telectronique]

dumbledore's man through and through

[reelaround-deactivated05312024]

cain, byron

[pierppasolini]

Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft photographed by Iain McKell

[telectronique]

finished

[afieldinengland]

if…. (1968) + another brick in the wall, pt. 2 - pink floyd

[telectronique]

cokewhore!

sorry for not answering for a while i've been very distracted. anyway, the cokewhore au is a bit of a collaborative thing with @pinktom, @reggieblk and @cindle-writes, but i've been depressingly slow with my contributions. sorry about that

i was going to post the art i've been doing for it, but think i'm going to scrap it completely, it's pretty bad. so here's a snippet instead. it's set immediately after tom blows harry in the disabled toilet of a restaurant, if that helps you make sense of it kek:

I stand slowly, legs stiff from kneeling for too long. They crack slightly as I straighten, making Harry wince. That's right, you little shit, I'm suffering for you over here. I generously decide to ignore the pain that he has inflicted upon me and pat his shoulder before walking to the sink to clean myself off. My chest is covered in cum. As I splash water, watching it run down my body and soak my sweatpants, he finds his voice again. "So, um, did you see anything you want for dessert on the menu?" He asks awkwardly, fiddling with the zipper on his jeans now that he's finally got his cock back in his briefs. I've grabbed seven or eight sandpaper-rough paper towels to rub myself dry now. "Not really. You're probably having... the lemon meringue?" That's the only dessert I remember being there. Fuck, I feel like I'm shaving my nipples off. "The tiramisu." "Ahhhh." "Meringue was a close second." He smiles, but it's a lie. I'm finally dry. "Right, right, of course." I respond absentmindedly, reaching through my pockets. My hands tremble slightly as I dig. "Hey, do you have a- never mind, ignore me." I triumphantly pull out a lighter, the cheap plastic a transparent green. "Look, it's just like you." I say nonsensically, peering through the plastic at his face. As I watch him through the haze, his expression scrunched somewhere between abject confusion and laughter, something changes about him. "You're very pretty, Harry. You know that?" Where has my filter gone? I'm better then this, normally, and I'm not even that wired at the moment, so that's no excuse. "What, like the lighter?"