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Welcome sapphic and queer lovelies!
This blog is a mix of deranged queer kinky hornyposting, smut, my silly thoughts and occasional softie sappy sapphic stuff. I’m not everybody’s cup of tea, so please sip with caution!
About me:
For convoluted wordplay reasons you may call me Alice if you must. On this blog I write from switch/verse adjacent perspectives but in practice I predominantly lean sub as of now. I’m very new to tumblr and here to write more free form smut and short horny ideas, and to possibly connect with people who vibe with similar stuff.
Limits and such below the cut
Interactions:
DMs and Asks (anon also) open to talk about ideas, contents of my posts, casual chatting if you’re cool. DO NOT just involve me in a fantasy/role play right off the bat. Be nice and don’t expect things, but don’t hesitate contacting if you want to talk. Please note that I’m a coward, new here and very inexperienced. Unlikely to talk to people under 20. Will not interact with ageless or blank blogs.
NOTE on content:
The content here is fantasy existing in kink setting and would not always be safe to recreate in real life role play. All noncon fictional content produced by adults for erotic and fantasy purposes is CNC in the sense that all participating persons consent to producing and consuming it. You are responsible for your own boundaries in regards to the content you consume. Liberally block and filter out tags.
Wherever real life interactions are referenced, consent from all parties is always implied. Risk aware consensual kink is nonnegotiable. First person narrative in smut written or reblogged by me is purely a literary device.
Kinks/stuff I like (things you are likely to see here):
Please don’t assume I’m ok with all and any smutty texting etc just based on this list. Threats lead to immediate block. I’m very much willing to discuss concepts! I’m more than happy to hear fantasies and ideas that do not include me. Feel free to inspire me tho!
Hard No’s:
scat, age play, zoophilia, vomit, extreme gore, real self harm, food/diet stuff
*personal boundaries, not moral stances*
General dislikes (things on which I may make compromises but you don’t get to do so on my behalf without negotiation):
Blasphemy/religion kink, incest, piss/bladder, anal, guns, daddy dom, orientation play
Likes and dislikes subject to change and will be updated haphazardly. Also I’m reserving the right to make compromises. Don’t worry about following/interacting even if our preferences don’t match, as long as you don’t involve me directly in things outside my comfort. Blogs involving discussion of real SH and abuse or heavy mental health matters, don’t expect a follow back.
Tags:
“Vaniplani posts” my text posts
“Vaniplani longs” my longer smut
“Sap quota post” my sweeter stuff in varying levels of smutty and fluffy
“Dumb shit” silliness tongue in cheek
“Extraneous” out of context/unrelated/personal
Let’s be fr it’s all vibe based it makes zero sense
Anyone who’s literate enough to read this far, applies to the criteria and leaves a like can flood my notifs anytime 💜
It’s June and I don’t even have a girl to take me on a hill behind the pine trees when it’s light out at midnight. To lay me down on the smooth rock and roll up my dress, dip in her fingers by the side of my underwear and tell me it’s okay to make noise. I’m all worried someone might walk by the nearest trail and hear us. But she tells me nobody’s out so late, only to stop every once in a while as if she’s hearing someone just to fuck with me. Her teasing me about getting so panicky and pissed at her while going deeper with her fingers and kissing my stomach. Using her tongue on me when I get close. Making me forget where we are while I unravel surrounded by the sound of the blackbirds singing and the soft wind rustling in the treetops. We’d just lay there holding each other in the nightless night, watching the sky turn pale pink in the early hours of the morning.
Sorry but you can’t do isolated captive victim manipulation forcefuck stuff with me if you aren’t also supporting my process of re-entering society as an evolving individual with potential, personal goals, interests, agency, and sufficient social support outside of it
“You’re all mine and nobody else will get to as much as look at you ever again” in the sheets, “the world is yours and you must live, you deserve to experience it all” in the streets
The girl who rolls her eyes at sappy things and gets overwhelmed by caring attention would like to get princess treatment and affectionate physical intimacy after the thorough and violent fucking but Will Not admit it
Sadistic captor who’s done hurting you in all the ways except for sexually and has convinced herself sex will make you feel better. So the careful, tedious wound care and comforting turns into rape. This is what you expected to happen, but then it didn’t. And now it is happening, but she insists it’s not like that at all.
“This is fine, I’m not hurting you anymore. You’ll feel better very soon, just feel good. Shh, I won’t hurt you. I got it all out, relax. The pain will go away. Just remember this, okay? This is good, right?”
But of course you don’t want to remember. She’s being so gentle as if this is just a natural continuation to patching you up and cautiously petting your beaten body to console you. And it’s worse like this. But she insists it’s nothing that compares to the abuse just before.
“Nonono, you’re okay, no more pain. This isn’t bad, this is better. It’s just sex, I’ll make you feel good. I can’t hurt you more, not too much. I’ll make it better. Maybe if I move you into a better position? I don’t want to hurt you more, I’m not hurting you.”
But of course it hurts, you’re covered in marks and blooming bruises all over. Too scared and tight to relax but too weak to resist. She can’t help getting captivated by your whimpers when she brushes on your skin where it’s raw and stings. Fucking you harder like she’s trying to distract herself, desperate to deny herself the pleasure of your pain. That’s not what this is about, the violence is over. Like she’s really trying to just make it go away and needs this to make it better. But of course it won’t.
Okay hear me out with this over the top fantasy, but kidnapping a sub and them escaping only for that Stockholm Syndrome to kick in and they come crawling back. They get tied down as a precaution "Just until the trust is earned back, you understand, right, honey?”
Waiting for punishment that comes in the form of being cucked as you invite another much more obedient sub into your once shared bed. Fucking the new sub dumb while the escapee brat pulls against their restraints, stricken and desperate for forgiveness.
rapist's comforting/soothing that quickly gets less genuine and through gritted teeth and cursing as you struggle and refuse- through rough breaths and tearing at clothes, maybe it escalates to a slap or punch– followed by more breathless comforting and apologizing as they finally slip inside of you and get what they want
"no, no, hey, it's okay-" and they're fighting to pin your arms down and forcing a leg between yours "it's okay, please, i won't hurt you-" nosing at your neck and trying to kiss you and putting their full weight on top of you, shoving a hand between you to paw at your clothes "stop, it's okay, stop- fucking quit it." idk man idk man and if you finally give in (like i said, maybe after a punch or two. some degrading. idk, get creative!) they're vaguely guilty through their bliss, talking about "fuck, baby, isn't that good? s' not that bad, you're doing so good, thank you honey– m' so sorry, it'll be over soon," stroking at your skin and fucking you so deep never bothering to look you in the eyes while they apologize
let’s play a game called you put your finger inside of me and keep it still while you tell me all the gross things you want to do to me and see what makes me clench the hardest then tease me about it while i try to deny everything. okay?
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