this is where i put fandom stuff i would rather not be attached to my name if ya want to call me something, call me pryce/angelo brother to @the-no-name-system, don't harrass them over me, k?
hey do y’all want like. proship edits and shit? i’m not that good at manips but i can draw a bit and if you have like. kins or w/e i can probably find a png to put on a banner if you want that
once heard someone complain about diaper/ageplay kink in fandom and they said that they 'spend every night thinking in rage about their favorite characters being drawn in diapers'. i know that's an exaggeration, but, coming from someone who wishes there was art of their favorite characters in diapers, if you spend every night thinking about it, you probably like it more than you think :p
or you’ve got an unhealthy fixation on something that bothers you and you should talk to a therapist
have you considered making any more curtain and sq stuff? cuz what you’ve written is so good -tulip
If you mean shippy content, I’m working on some right now! It’s very fun, but I also right smut slowly more often than not, so unfortunately the wait might be a while longer yet.
y'all deserve some good news so...in my twincest porn with plot story, 4 chapters in, i'm finally getting to the porn! unless they spew feelings for 2000 words (knock on wood that doesn't happen), they'll fuck by the end of the chapter! hell! fucking! yes!
hell yeah anon! also 👀👀👀👀 anon drop the link please
ah yeah hi, that was me! i tried to send the link in an ask but tumblr might have eaten it. here's the fic in its entirety! and yes, they fuck in chapter 4!
A/N: Here’s another fill, because I got a plot bunny the other day and I wanted to fulfill it! Consider this one a combo of ince$t/plushophilia? Yeah. @kinky-things-happen
If this was wrong, Ferb didn't want to be right. He made sure Phineas was sleeping soundly with Perry, and then slowly straddled the stuffed animal underneath his crotch. He liked to imagine the plush was his brother, so many times. Too many times to properly count. Ferb was always glad that he was silent when masturbating, having years of practice with saying virtually nothing. It was a gift and a curse. A gift, because he could go the entire night without waking up Phineas. A curse, because...well, he could never get the words out to tell Phineas how he felt. The silence ate at him, tore at his soul.
Phineas made a soft noise in his sleep, rolled over. Ferb watched him carefully for any signs of waking, before starting to grind his hips into the plush bear beneath him. His eyes closed slowly, focusing on the tickling of the fur just starting to brush against his cock. He ground in further, having a slight resistance, but still enough give that he was silent.
He imagined Phineas. His lips, his hands, the brief skin contact they got when they were kids that he couldn't have any longer without asking. And those words would forever stay trapped in his throat. But he imagined he was on top of Phineas, grinding into Phineas' belly, the hair that had starter to grow there undoubtedly coarser than the plush, but this was the next best thing.
Ferb almost didn't notice the way Phineas shifted in bed. Almost. His head turned, almost against his will, on an instinct, and found Phineas staring back at him, eyes bleary with sleep. "Am I interrupting?" he asked, voice hazy and husky all at once.
Ferb made the "a little" gesture.
"Right. Do you want me to leave?" Phineas asked.
Ferb shrugged. He didn't care much either way.
Phineas forced himself to sit up further in bed, careful not to jostle Perry. "I need an actual answer, Ferb. Preferably verbal, but a nod or shake will do."
Ferb let out a shaky breath. "Stay," he said. "I'll stop."
"You don't have to," Phineas said, glancing everywhere but Ferb. "I...I'll admit that I didn't know what was going on at first, but it's...kinda hot."
"You mean that?" Ferb asked. He looked down at the bear between his legs, then at Phineas. "You...you mean that?"
"I...yeah, I do," Phineas said. "It's kinda hot. You're...I didn't understand it when Isabella told me about it once, but...with you..." he licked his lips, eyes darting to Ferb and then away, "...I suppose I could understand."
The words came tumbling out of Ferb's mouth without his permission. "I would imagine it was you," he admitted, voice scarcely above a whisper. "I just...wanted to know what it would be like. To...to love you."
Phineas stared at him a moment, before coming over and running a hand over Ferb's cheek. "You should have said something," he said with a little laugh. "I would have done this far sooner."
Ferb didn't get to ask what before Phineas kissed him, soft and slow and sensual. Their tongues slid together, Ferb's eyes fluttered closed. He pulled Phineas onto the bed, kicked the bear away. He ground onto Phineas' leg, still in the pajama pants he had been wearing. Phineas was tenting in them, biting his hand to keep quiet. His little noises sounded far better and far more intoxicating that Ferb could have ever imagined.
Phineas' fingers, calloused and slightly cold, felt at Ferb's cock. "Do you mind, bro?" he asked, voice huskier now that they were more heated than they had ever been before.
Ferb shook his head. "Be my guest," he said.
Phineas pumped Ferb's shaft and Ferb closed his eyes, a guttural growl leaving his throat. It was soft, too soft to wake anyone up, but it sounded like the sound barrier broke in the quiet of their room. "I would imagine Isabella was you, when we were together," Phineas said as he twisted Ferb's foreskin as he continued pumping. "I didn't want to be with her, but you," another twist, "And I would look for," another, "Any way to break up with her. I hated how she treated us as an item, a foregone conclusion. When all I wanted...was you."
Ferb kissed Phineas, chastely this time. "I never knew love until tonight," he breathed.
"Then show me you know what it looks like," Phineas said. "Come for me, Ferb. Knowing that I'm the one who got you off. No one else. Not Isabella, not that cute girl you pretended to have a crush on last week, not that teddy bear. Me."
Ferb closed his eyes, feeling the heat build in his core and his toes curled, and he came all over Phineas' hand and shirt. Ferb panted, leaning back in bed, and Phineas grinned. "Feel good?" he asked.
A single nod. Phineas curled up around Ferb in the tiny twin bed. "You don't mind me doing this?" he asked.
"We just fucked, Phineas," Ferb pointed out.
Phineas sniffed a laugh. "I guess I didn't really need to ask," he said, reaching for the tissue box on Ferb's nightstand and cleaning his hand. "Do you want to...do this again sometime?"
A/N: Fair warning about this one, it has some dubious consent as to the watching going on. Hope you enjoy it regardless. @kinky-things-happen
Yes, Remus was supposed to be out on a hike while these two lovebirds were getting busy, but in his defense, the sex pollen count was high and he wanted to ensure that Patton and Janus were getting along just fine while he was gone. Plus...he had forgotten his water bottle, and he couldn't very well go on a hike all day without water, that was just stupid!
"Is he gone?" Remus heard Patton ask faintly.
"It would appear so," Janus said idly, slightly louder, but not by much.
Remus peered around the tree he had been conveniently behind when Patton asked that delectable question and saw Patton and Janus sitting way too close together to simply be cozy. Patton's hands, which had been on Janus' back, moved downward to his ass. Janus swatted Patton's hands away. "Don't think you'll cop a feel that easy," Janus said, arching a stupidly perfect eyebrow, and Remus could see that he was smug, even from this far a distance.
It was...uncomfortable, for Remus to stand there watching his friends get it on. Not for any moral reasons, no. His pants were just...super uncomfortably tight in half a second, and when he remembered he was doing this in secret and they didn't realize he was watching, well. His pants were only getting tighter.
Patton was looking at Janus with no small amount of lust. "Who knows when he'll be back, though, Jan? We'd better get off while he's away now, or we might never hear the end of it!"
Janus lolled his head back. "Oh, fine," he sighed. "But let's at least be a little more sensual than groping."
"Who's to say groping can't be sexual?" Patton asked, squeezing Janus' ass, like Remus had imagined so many times, and he was, admittedly, a little jealous.
"I do," Janus scoffed, straddling Patton's lap. He put his hands on Patton's shoulders and arched his back so that his pecs were flat against Patton's chest. "But I suppose I could give you a lap dance, if you feel so inclined?"
Patton laughed, but Janus took off his shirt and shimmied his hips, grinding into Patton's legs before nibbling Patton's ear, and Remus couldn't hear the way Patton's breath caught, but he saw Patton still and could imagine the way he must have stuttered to a stop. Patton looked up at Janus as Janus pulled away, and then Patton had his hand on the back of Jan's neck and was kissing him deep, and Janus was kissing back, and the two were grinding their hips together hard, and oh, Remus shoved a hand down his pants to satiate his own feelings on the matter.
Patton was moving so that his leg was around one of Janus' and started rutting against Janus' thigh. Remus thought that the jeans would be excellent friction, if Patton had bothered to take off his pants. Which he hadn't. Still, Patton's jeans might provide the same stimulation, and Patton was clearly enjoying himself either way.
Remus bit his free hand to suppress a moan. Fuck, those two had no idea what they were doing to him, or to each other. It was hot watching them fumble and laugh and be so horny but so clueless. Patton was laughing easily as his hands travelled all over Janus, his face, his pecs, his ass, his thighs. Janus had a little more experience than Patton did, and was tracing kisses along Patton's jawline, murmuring things that were lost on Remus. Patton ground into Janus' thigh particularly hard and Janus ground on Patton's leg in return. "You like that, Pat?" Janus asked teasingly. "You're getting off by humping my thigh like a slut? Gonna come in your pants like you're nineteen again?"
"F-fuck, Jan," Patton gasped. "I want...I need..."
Remus watched them with rapt attention. "Use your words, Pat," Janus said.
Patton whined and Remus bit down on his hand harder to keep himself from whining as well. He knew how much of a tease Jan could be, and he wanted to see both his friends get off before they caught him..."I wanna come," Patton gasped. "Please, Jan, please let me come!"
"You know, you're lucky Remus doesn't hear you, you're so loud," Janus said off-hand, before glancing over directly to where Remus was and winking at him. Oh, motherfucker, he knew! He knew and he was going to let both Remus and Pat get off on this?! "But if you wanna come all you had to do was say so."
Remus' gut fluttered with butterflies, or maybe maggots. It was all hot and warm and he wanted to see how depraved Janus could be. He knew Patton was mostly vanilla, with the exception of some degradation. Shame, really, because Remus would love to see more. But Janus simply took his shirt and tied it around Patton's head. "This okay, baby?" Janus asked.
"Y-yeah," Patton stammered. "Can't see too well, though. Just outlines."
"That's the idea," Janus said. "Hump my leg and focus on the sensations, not the face."
Remus watched as Patton started humping and Janus motioned Remus closer. Careful not to make a sound, Remus did so. Patton was sweaty, beads of liquid trailing down his neck, hair sticking up at odd angles. Janus was grinding slowly into Patton's leg, making eye contact with Remus as he offered a little wink. Remus creamed his pants with a sharp inhale, but other than that he didn't dare make a sound.
Patton chased after his orgasm with a reckless abandon, high, keening whines and lewd moans dripping from his mouth. Janus mouthed, Like what you see? to Remus.
Remus nodded.
Janus smirked. I'll do it again for you.
Remus' eyes lit up. Promise? he mouthed.
Janus nodded slightly. Patton came with a shout, entire body going stiff as he rode the pleasure to its natural conclusion. "Fuck," he breathed, "That was awesome."
"Ooh, and just in time, too. I think Remus forgot something," Janus said, shooing Remus back into the woods.
Patton ripped Janus' shirt off his head and looked around wildly, but Remus was pinned against the back of a tree. "I don't see him..."
"I heard a twig snap," Janus lied effortlessly. "I'll put my shirt back on and we'll act normal, sound good?"
"Can we do more when he's gone again?"
Remus peered around the tree trunk to find Janus smirking directly at Remus. "I think I can arrange that."
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A/N: Been a while, huh? Well, I unearthed this from my drafts and figured I may as well share. ;) Enjoy!
A Baby’s Period
Rupert was walking past Darling in the apartment, humming to himself, when he heard Darling accidentally walk into the table again. That, however, wasn't what gave him pause. What made him stop and give Darling a look was the fact that...Darling's crotch had made a plastic crinkling noise when he walked into the table. Darling looked at Rupert innocently. "What?" he asked.
"You know what," Rupert said. "We both heard that noise."
Darling turned a dusty pink. "I didn't hear a noise," he lied.
"Honey..." Rupert sighed.
"Okay, okay. I'll tell you, or show you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone," Darling said in a low voice.
Rupert nodded. "Okay? I promise."
Darling nodded, pulling up his shirt a bit. Between where his binder ended and his jeans began, there was...the top of a diaper. "I get really heavy periods," Darling said with a blush. "I didn't tell you because...well...I thought the testosterone would have stopped them by now. But instead I'm bleeding and extra horny."
Rupert didn't know what to say. "Do you..." he cleared his throat, frowning. "Do you...like them? Or are they purely for necessity?"
Darling turned darker pink. "You mean like...as a kink?"
"I don't mean...not as a kink," Rupert said awkwardly. "Because I think the store-bought ones would do for a heavy...period, but those look like the specialty ones."
Darling blinked. "How do you know about those?" he asked in a low whisper.
"Different strokes for different folks?" Rupert said with a shrug. "I've been around the block a couple times."
Darling squirmed. "This just feels doubly awkward now."
"It doesn't have to be," Rupert said. "You like diapers? Fine. You use them to help with your periods? Fine."
"Just like that?" Darling asked dubiously.
"Just like that. You can put your shirt down."
Darling dropped it and scratched the back of his neck. "Thanks for being understanding..."
"Of course," Rupert said, giving Darling a hug. "I'm just glad you're okay, relatively speaking."
Darling nodded, biting his lip. "Do you think you'd be willing to help me with the...horny thing?"
Rupert laughed, giving Darling's shoulder a squeeze. "Yeah, sure," he agreed. "You want to go to the bedroom? Or should I bring the towels out here?"
Darling perked up when Rupert mentioned bringing the towels out. "You know I'm an exhibitionist at heart, Ru," Darling teased.
"I know. It's super annoying when I want to do something with you privately at a club," Rupert said, rolling his eyes. "Let me grab the towels, I'll be right back."
Darling waved him off and Rupert grabbed the blood-stained, off-white towels that they used whenever Darling got horny on his period. Rupert would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy this, just a little bit. The thought of fucking Darling in a diaper made Rupert's cock achingly hard in record time.
He returned to the living room and laid out the towels on the ground. Darling sat down on one of them, undoing his fly. "So, how are we gonna go about this?" he asked. "You wanna do anal? Oral?"
Rupert shrugged. "Not sure yet."
Darling shrugged too. "I'm not picky. I'll do just about anything."
Rupert sucked in a breath. "You're playing a dangerous game, saying that with what you're wearing," he warned.
Darling got a coy smirk on his face as he shimmied down his pants, his diaper on full display. "Why?" he asked, turning so Rupert got a full view of Darling's padded ass. "You like diapers too?"
"I like when others wear them, even if I don't wear them myself," Rupert said. "And I'd love to see you piss it, like the baby you are."
Darling arched a teasing eyebrow. "That something that could get me a reward, Daddy?"
"It means I might be willing to go a little longer, yeah," Rupert said.
Darling grinned. "I have something else that might help." He pulled a small box out of his pants pocket. "Amir gave me these to test today. He claims they're an aphrodisiac."
"Who are we to deny Amir testing of his crazy experiments?" Rupert asked.
"Indeed," Darling purred, popping one in his mouth and swallowing. "Your turn!"
Rupert swallowed one and hummed. "Tastes like raspberries," he said.
Nothing happened for half a minute, and then Rupert felt an uncomfortable heat building inside him. "Fuck, that comes on strong," he muttered.
Darling shifted where he sat and nodded. "Maybe I shouldn't have taken one, already being horny and all. Oh, well, live and learn." He got onto his knees and said, "Ru, you want a front row seat to me pissing myself?"
"Why ask when you know the answer?" Rupert asked, getting on the ground and scooting closer to Darling.
Darling moved Rupert until he was lying on the ground, head between Darling's legs, diaper positioned inches above Rupert's nose. "I've needed to go for twenty minutes, just didn't want to get up," he admitted to Rupert.
"Naughty baby," Rupert said. "Go now, or Daddy'll edge you as a punishment."
Darling blew out a breath and nodded. For a second, nothing happened. Then, the diaper slowly started to swell as the acrid scent of urine filled the air. Rupert watched in fascination as Darling's diaper went from pink-tinged to vaguely orange. Rupert moved up until his nose was buried in Darling's diaper. Darling moaned, and Rupert's hand barely touched his cock before he was leaking.
Rupert wrestled Darling to the ground and brought out his cock, grinning. "Baby looks so cute on the floor!" he cooed, before pumping his own shaft once, twice, and a third time had him shooting his orgasm all over Darling's face.
Darling moaned, shifting his thighs as Rupert grew hard again in seconds. "Please, Daddy..." he begged. "I need...I need..."
Rupert shushed Darling and said, "It's okay, baby. Daddy's here. Daddy will take care of you." He slid his left hand into Darling's diaper, finding his clit and beginning to trace light circles on it.
Darling was practically sobbing in moments, babbling madly, begging Rupert to speed up, to touch him a little more roughly, to get him off, please, Ru, I'd do anything!
Rupert just continued his agonizingly slow pace, letting Darling stew in his own arousal. "Babies don't get to say when they come, don't you know that, Darling?" Rupert teased.
Darling just continued to whine and buck his hips.
"You have been good to me, though," Rupert considered. "I guess I could let you off easy...just for the first round."
Darling was in tears as Rupert wrapped his hand around Darling's clit and stroked in that way that made Darling's toes curl. Darling gasped, his entire body bucking up into Rupert's groin, causing Rupert to feel his arousal spike again. Darling gasped out a strangled, "Rupert!" before falling back on the towels.
Rupert pulled out his hand from Darling's diaper, tutting. "I forgot the wipes. Let me go grab them real quick, and then round two?"
"Sounds great," Darling said. "I still feel horny from that aphrodisiac."
"Hey, text Amir and ask how long he expected it to last?" Rupert called as he went into the bedroom.
Darling groaned. "I don't have to. He said he anticipated it lasting two hours minimum."
Rupert sat down next to Darling and grinned. "Guess we should make the most of that time, eh, baby?"
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