my name is V@DA short for V_DAHFVRYVTWC
i write short erotic fiction on an archive of our own and on tumblr
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@v-dah
my name is V@DA short for V_DAHFVRYVTWC
i write short erotic fiction on an archive of our own and on tumblr
thank you for checking me out. stay awhile
i like the idea of triggers or phrases that put you in trance that aren't necessarily the generic or cliche ones, but that still make sense and convey what they are (as opposed to a random phrase or code). i think "indulge me for a moment" could work
a hypnotist is messing around, maybe playfully arguing with you, or trying to get you to do something, and you're uncooperative, and they say it almost casually, but just a little lower and closer to your ear, "oh, come on, just indulge me for a moment." and it's like you have to play along. maybe you're still fully aware and just can't resist it, maybe you're not aware of it and suddenly want to follow along. but you'll do it until they're satisfied.
waow... erotic parasitism...
girl scissoring you and holding you down as whatever the fuck was in her starts crawling up into you...
morally obligated technically-snuff tw
eerily pale, dead-eyed girl who pins you to the bed and starts desperately thrusting her tongue into you and you only realize it's not actually her tongue when it starts trying to worm into your throat
her nails are digging into you hard enough to draw blood as the thing keeps pulling itself into you and the big segmented thing she was keeping in her pussy starts crawling into your ass, segment after segment of hard chitinous body vanishing into you as you desperately buck your hips, first to grind on her and then to try to get whatever that is out of you. then to make matters worse, her body, which she probably hasn't actually been in for a while, collapses onto you the second they're out of her
when you inhale to scream, you can feel them skittering around in your stomach and lungs and intestines and one of them is moving in your sinuses
you're going to make such a nice broodmother...
Tbh the gentrified perversion aesthetics is really tiresome because you can tell that the people in question have internalised a sense that being a pervert is what the cool kids are doing now, but they have done zero unpacking of any neuroses around sex whatsoever, so you get endless annoying posts about sex as cannibalism and sex as violence and blood and a specific kind of post reclaiming puppy play from the spectre it was five or six years ago, but then they'll lose their minds the moment you bring out real pervert guns (basic ass Freudian incest stuff; extremely basic cnc and rape fantasies vv nancy friday) and then you have to be like well how the fuck do I demonstrate to other real give no fuck perverts that I am a give no fuck pervert.
so this guy im seeing, he’s really cute and charming and i’m really into him it’s just. he has this stalker fetish. which i’m fine with btw. it’s just. a little difficult at times. cause he won’t tell me any personal information about himself. like, every date we’ve been on i try to ask icebreaker questions and he won’t tell me anything. okay like on the third date i asked what his favorite show was right? and he just said “figure it out for yourself~” so i’m just scrolling frantically through his social media in the restaurant, trying to figure out his favorite food so i can order it for him. he wouldn’t even tell me where he lived he just said “wanna come back to my place?” and left. let me figure it out for myself. one time i got the cops called on me because i was outside his window watching him watch tv and he had to come out and explain we were just on a date. he got kinda pissy when i missed his birthday even tho he didn’t tell me when it was. he said i shouldve known from facebook and i told him i didn’t have a facebook account. well i got one for him. hes a little high maintenance but i think i’m in love with him. he told me if i can figure out all the answers to get into his bank account he’ll tie the knot. so far i’ve got his first pet and his mothers maiden name
Gotta love a telepath whumper torturing the whumpee by forcing them to relive their worst/most traumatic memories
Today on clownery from my fraternity: I started “pavlov training” this guy from my frat as a joke but now it’s actually working
Context: This guy from my frat (I’m in a coed academic frat) is really into geography, and he’s been trying to learn all the state capitals of Brazil. I happen to be Brazilian, so I’ve been helping him learn them along with pronunciations. One day I was eating a pack of m&ms and decided to quiz him. If he got the question right he got an m&m, and if he got it wrong I’d eat it. Thus a tradition between us was born. If I’m eating a snack I’ll quiz him a bit and give him a tiny treat if he’s right.
Anyways, today I was in our frat lounge eating some m&ms by myself, kinda minding my own business. I eventually got really bored and wondered what would happen if I gave everyone in a lounge an m&m except for him, so I did that. He noticed and then started dropping every Brazilian state capital he could think of, getting increasingly desperate until he just started naming random Brazilian cities. A few of them he repeated multiple times to get the perfect pronunciation. It was like watching a dog do every trick it knows in rapid succession, just hoping something would get a treat. I eventually gave him a few m&ms and started wondering what the hell I’ve done
Thank you @clearancecreedwatersurvival :O (genuine, I love learning new things)
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there's really no way to be truly anti-mind-control. You're either in favor of it, or you haven't tried it yourself, and therefore can't make an informed decision.
You have to think about how scary it would be to have an ovipositor forced into your throat and feel it start to fill you
You have to think about trying to make yourself throw up after it's done with you to try and get whatever it put inside you out.
You have to think about being gagged with your mouth plugged until the eggs are ready to hatch
I wish i could find someone to train me like this
everyone loves being disintegrated by my powerful beam
of course we cant ask them but i think its safe to assume
generally not super into shapeshifter characters being revealed to have like a singular True Form. isnt it much more interesting to imagine a creature so fluid and ever-changing that even they cant identify any one body as the "true" self, or simply dont see the need to?
is this you? yes. this one too? yes. but then which one is the real you? define "real" define "you" theyre all me. even the ones that are someone else? especially those.
tip: everything you pretend to becomes a part of what you are and even the facade you wear for the sake of deception reveals a crucial truth.
i love ignoring the "i'm not for free!!! 😳 you have to pay for me 🥺" dialogue so much i wish i could also kick winRAR in the stomach and grind my heel into its cunt a little before i unzip my minecraft mods