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dash  only  taboo  written  roleplay  blog  !  only  for  writers  over  19.  too  lazy  to  find  a  cute  theme,  hence  dash  only.  you  can  call  me  tea.  she/they opens.      wishlist.      wanted  opps.  

under the tag u can find my rules/stuff.

no  muse  page  because  i  never  know  what  face  /  type  of  character  i  want  to  write  that  day,  plus  it  helps  me  change  them  for  each  plot.  i’ll  give  brief  info  in  the  tags  if  needed.  

obviously  i  write  taboo  themes  (  bd*m, inc*st/stepc*st, dub + non con, bimb*fication, age-gaps, kidnapping, stockholm syndrom, and much other. )  if  you  don't  like  it  just  don't  interact  +  block  me.  i  tend  to  only  write  with  people  who  write  similar  stuff  in  order  to  keep  everyone  comfortable.  just  because  i  write  these  things  don’t  mean  i  won’t  write  more  vanilla  stuff.  

i  write  both  males  and  females,  subs  and  doms.  i  don’t  write  dominant  females  against  men.  i  don’t  write  m/m.  i  tend  to  sometimes  only  play  my  subs  one  day,  and  somedays  i  only  play  doms.  pls  just  don’t  use  me  for  all  my  dominant  males  tho.  also  if  you  only  write  females  i  probably  wont  reply  lol.

i  don’t  really  like  writing  on  discord  but  if  you  ask  for  it  and  i  like  your  vibes  /  ideas,  i’ll  probably  be  down.

i  like  visuals.  obvs  we  can  put  them  on  pause  during  hard  sm*t  but  other  than  that,  please  use  them.  and  pls  don’t  use  tumblrs  gif  feature  because  9/10  they’re  huge  and  annoying.

banned faceclaims are johnny depp, amber heard, kat mcnamara, nina dobrev, candice accola, ian somerhalder, kj apa, lili reinhart, cole sprouse, danielle campebell, elizabeth gillies.

hmu  if  you  have  any  questions  !  happy  smuttin.

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okay come write nasty shit with me on my new blog @writefilth 

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okay come write nasty shit with me on my new blog @writefilth 

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i make a new blog and write fucked up shit again and then what!

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reverse starter call while i’m on rq lol

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hahashsahhashah i can’t.

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kxnykybstrds​:

“you can call me joe.” he smiled down at her, amused, and then grabbed the band of her underwear and tugged it down beneath her ass. he grabbed a handful of the plump, pale skin. ‘you’re not dying. somebody gave you a bad drink.’ he had seen it time and time again. but it looked like this time whoever had slipped it into her drink had lost track of their prize. it would be him claiming her, not whoever had put in the work to get here here. he parted her cheeks, running a thick finger over her little asshole, then the lips of her cunt. ‘let’s get you undressed, baby girl. you’ll feel better when you’re cooler.” he slipped her underwear off entirely now and then grabbed hold of her dress and tugged it up and over her head carefully, leaving her in only her bra, though he was quick to undo this too and drop it onto the floor with the rest. he wolf whistled softly, looking at her body, ass up on the bed, all that bare skin looking to be devoured. 

“ joe. it’s nice to meet you joe. “ the barely coherent girl giggles in a slur, snuggling her face into the bed as her heavy lids open to glance at the much bigger male beside her. lips downturn at the mention of her drink, and she groans slightly. “ oh noo. that’s not good. i knew it tasted icky. “ marley mumbles, letting out another heavy sigh. a small whimper leaves her lips as his fingers trail her seemingly wet cunt, and when he begins to pull down her clothes, she tries to pull herself up with her elbows, only to fall flat back again. “ i don’t... i don’t think that’s a good idea. “ but still, she’s unable to stop him stripping her pliable body bare. it did feel a little better, but she still tries to pull the blanket from beneath her. “ j.. just don’t look, mmkay? not appropriate. “

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kxnykybstrds​:

as she laid down on the bed, her dress rode up, revealing long legs, and slim thighs, and something stirred in joseph’s stomach. there was no denying she was beautiful, and there she was, prime for the taking. “it’s alright,” he assured her as she thanked him and hugged the pillow. he sat down on the bed beside her, his large stature towering over her. without thinking too much about it, because she probably wouldn’t remember anyway, would she? he touched her thigh. her skin was soft, smooth. he pushed her dress up higher, touching her ass slowly, tracing the outline of her panties. “what’s your name?” he asked, though he wasn’t sure she had enough energy left in her to answer. 

doesn’t even notice the lifting of her small dress, if anything she is relieved to feel some coolness against her suddenly hot skin. arms clutch her pillow close to her, resting her cheek on it as she lets out a heavy exhale. “ mmmarlene. “ she sings in a slur. “ but people call marley. what’s yours? “ the redhead asks quietly, heavy eyes closing slightly. shifts slightly as he traces her panties, still marley is mindless as she tries to stop the spinning inside her head. “ god i.. do you feel dizzy too? i’m.. so tired, but so awake. and my body is on fire.. do you think i’m sick? erhh, am i dying? “

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kxnykybstrds​:

joseph was used to college kids coming in and out of his bar, ordering drinks, sometimes staying long enough to pick up girls, then heading to a party somewhere in town. he had gotten a call to deliver another keg of beer and had just dropped it off and been paid generously (drunk college guys always paid too much, it was too easy to trick them) when he’d stopped to use the bathroom. he was just coming out of the bathroom, into whatever bedroom was upstairs connected to it, when the young redhead came stumbling in. he raised an eyebrow. ‘go ahead.’ he moved to help her. as a bartender, he was used to helping drunk and stumbling girls, and they were usually worth the trouble. 

marlene rarely ever attends these frat parties. or any party, really. she was more of a read alone in bed or watch some romcom a saturday night. but her friends convinced her to have fun and celebrate the end of a new turn. swears she didn’t drink that much, maybe a cup and a half of cheap beer. but still, she felt incredibly hot and dizzy. “ t - thank you. “ is all the redhead can mumble, leaning against the other as support until she reached the bed. crawling onto the bed, she pays no mind on how her dress was riling up her slim thighs. “ thank you. “ she repeats again, falling onto her stomach and grabbing at a pillow to hug it close.

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sxcrilage​:

he has no idea why she’s picked him as the target to solve her boredom, only that the only sure way to stop her would be to stand up. and given the stiff bulge now at the front of his pants curtesy of her continued teasing that isn’t exactly a viable option. so instead he does his best to try not to squirm even as her gaze bears into his. that would soon prove to be a lot harder than it sounded. fork briefly clatters against plate when he feels her begin to undo his buckle, quickly offering an apologetic look around the table. fortunately his lovely step-father is so absorbed in himself that he’s too busy answering helena’s question to care. he briefly glances at helena but if he was wondering whether she was really going to do this he got his answer when he feels her thumb brushing the head of his cock. he reaches for the wine, taking a large gulp and humming to mask the moan that wants to leave him. “ mm, this wine is…really something else ” he avoids looking at her, his thighs shifting slightly, as he tries bold conversation. “ i heard about the senator that recently had a scandal. i’m glad we don’t have to worry about anything like that. ”

she has been working on a perfect image ever since she could stand on two feet. being her fathers picture perfect daughter in order to help him succeed his career, it’s only fair that she gets to live a little as long as she’s careful. the sound of clattering utensils as her gaze returning to him, trying best to bite back a giggle. “ are you okay, cain? too much wine? “ she coos, fingers gliding across his length as fraud sense of worry spreads across her features. eyes turn back to her father, only half listening to his story as her hand continues to pump across the large length beneath it. if only she could wrap her mouth around it, but even she isn’t that sneaky. nods in agreement, helena tilts her head. “ agreed. i’m glad that we’re so open and close with each other. “ she adds, gripping his length tighter in her palm. shifting, helena slightly lifts herself from her seat to reach over to the side, making sure to use her free hand and bend in such a way that she gives cain a nice view of her chest. “ excuse me. “ she laughs, carelessly grabbing the wine before settling herself back down and pouring it into her glass. “ definitely will need to grab another bottle soon. “ 

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sxcrilage​:

it doesn’t take a genius to piece things together. her hurried way of speaking, the not-so-casual glance to the clock, the way she spills her papers all over the ground; she’s clearly aware of the same thing that he is. a few minutes longer and he’ll be able to do what he wants with her. “ it won’t take that long i promise ” he offers. still acting as though this were an innocent coincidence. and yet despite playing dumb as she looks up at him from the ground all he can think of is how good she’d look if she kneeled up and was taking his length between her lips. he bent down, hid hand settling on top of hers as she laced her papers back in the folder. “ what’s the rush? ”

all she could do was scold herself for being so careless. had been doing so good since the new law, had carefully took care of herself and made sure to get home with time to spare. perhaps she got too comfortable. his hand places on hers and her lips tighten, eyes flickering at him. maybe if she remained calm, maybe if she didn’t pay no mind, he’ll be nice and let her go. maybe he really was here just to talk about his grades. “ okay. “ sherry calmly states, slowly standing up and adjusting her pencil skirt. “i know that you’re falling a little behind, but you aren’t the worst in the class. nothing a couple of extra credit work couldn’t fix. “ 

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𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜: males. 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡:  your muse saw helena ( 20, mayors daughter. ) getting f/cked in public and is blackmailing her.

“  how  much  money  is  it  going  to  take  for  you  to  DELETE  THAT  VIDEO  and  forget  you  ever  saw  anything  ??  come  on...  everyone  has  a  price.  “

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𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜: females. 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡:  self explanatory but.. jaxon ( 23. ) has been hooking up with your muse despite her having a boyfriend <3

“  what  your  boyfriend  doesn’t  know  won’t  kill  him.  we  both  know  he  doesn’t  touch  you  the  way  i  do.  “

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𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜:  males  &/or  females.  multiple  muses  welcomed. 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡:  somebody  (  either  your  muse  or  one  of  her  college  friends  as  a  joke.  )  spiked  marley’s  (  21,  ellie  bamber  fc.  ),  drink  at  a  party  and  she  stumbles  across  your  muse.  (  step/relative, friend, ex, stranger, etc. anything ! )

everything  felt  so  FUZZY.  marley  didn’t  understand  why.  she  only  had  maybe  a  shot  of  vodka  and  a  cup  of  beer.  ever  since  finishing  the  drink  the  room  started  to  spin  and  she  had  an  uncontrollable  itch  for  intimacy.  stumbling  through  the  hall  and  away  from  the  party,  the  girl  pushes  her  way  into  a  room  the  other  was  occupying.  “  i  need...  i  need  to  lay  down.  can  i  lay  down  here  ??  please.  “

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𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜: females. 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡: 3some thread y’know. oliver ( 24, bartender, gavin leatherwood fc. ) and elena ( 25, model, priscilla quintana fc. ) are dating and just got back from clubbing with your muse. ( connection up to you, could b a friend or a stranger or sum. ) 

“  i  don’t  know  why  you  girls  just  don’t  wear  comfortable  shoes  while  clubbing,  especially  when  you  know  you’re  going  to  end  up  taking  them  off  and  forcing  me  to  carry  them  for  you.  “  oliver  teases  as  he  pushes  open  the  front  door  with  his  foot,  letting  the  two  women  in  first  before  he  makes  his  way  in  and  immediately  tosses  the  shoes  onto  the  wood  floor.  kicks  off  his  own  shoes  before  he  makes  his  way  towards  the  living  room,  plopping  himself  down  on  the  couch,  legs  spread  and  all  as  he  leans  back.

“  because  comfortable  shoes  don’t  go  with  our  hot  outfits,  duh.  “  elena  states  with  a  laugh  as  she  enters  her  home,  almost  immediately  heading  to  the  kitchen  only  to  return  seconds  later  with  a  bottle  of  wine.  “  you  guys  better  not  be  tired.  the  party’s  only  just  begun.  “  she  swings  the  bottle  around  as  she  makes  her  way  to  the  couch,  setting  herself  down  on  her  boyfriends  lap  as  she  takes  off  the  cap  and  takes  a  swing  of  the  alcohol.  eyes  dart  over  to  the  other  woman,  pointing  her  finger  with  a  grin.  “  you  should  spend  the  night.  i  make  killer  hangover  waffles.  “

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sxcrilage​:

he’s  barely  paying  attention  to  the  conversation  that’s  happening. it  felt  like  ever  since  their  families  had  joined  it  was  always  the  same  dull  affair  during  the  holidays.  at  least  it  was   until  helena  decided  to  things  into  her  own  hands.  literally.  he  nearly  chokes  on  his  drink  when  he  feels  her  fingers  wrapping  around  his  length,  quickly  coughing to  cover  up  his  surprise. he  keeps  his  gaze  focused  on  anyone  else  at  the  table  but  her  even  as  his  length  begins  to  stiffen  in  her  grasp.  if  he’s  too  obvious  people  will  start  looking  at  him  funny.  when  she  finally  addresses  him  he  looks  over  at  her, proud  of  himself  for  staying  quiet  this  whole  time. god  he  hates  how  unaffected  by  it  all  she  seems.  “ the  wine? ”  he  questions,  cain’s voice  croaking out  at first  before  he  clears  his  throat. “ it’s  definitely  something.  feels  like  it  hits  the  right spot. ”

half expected him to smack her hand away or tattle to her father. but the look on his face had made this all worth the risk. god, did she adore teasing people she shouldn’t have. hand continues to knead onto his bulge, feeling him stiffen between her grasp and it takes all her self control not to crack a smirk. lets out a small hum, her eyes piercing into his as their gaze finally meets. “ exactly. i was thinking the same exact thing. “ helena hums, finally breaking their contact by glancing around the table again. hand pulls away only for a moment, only to toy with the buckle of his jeans. “  so, dad, tell us about your new campaign idea. “ and honestly, she only asks to help shield the noise of her unbuckling his bottoms in order to slide her hand inside. slender fingers wrap around his length, gliding thumb across the tip of his cock before she begins to stroke him beneath the table, all while her façade of curiosity is struck onto her father across the way. 

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