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Dusty

@nekomimidusty.bsky.social

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🔞 🏳️‍⚧️girlrotting tbh, 28. she/her, lesbian, I write things.

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Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · Dec 17

I hate working at a detective's office. I keep wearing my most revealing clothes and trying to seduce her, but it's all for naught. a single case involving a bunnygirl pops up and it's all "I need to find how deep this rabbithole goes"...why can't she just fuck her secretary...

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 7h

getting to be a doll girl in the hivemind has taken over and reformed its shell way, not in the porcelain way.,.,.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 22h

it's so hard to find the right pet names. "sweetie" feels a bit fake, going for something like "dewdrop" feels pretentious, and "victim" while correct feels wrong? like we've move passed the catnapping and have something, you don't need to keep bringing our first date up..,.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 2d

robotgirl with a corruption kink begging her girlfriend to force shutdown her mid reformatting.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 3d

shadow of the erdtree is great, but I wish it wasn't rushed and missing key features. for instance, why am I not allowed to supplicant myself before romina and milk her stinger until she leaks scarlet essence all over me. why cant i choose my masochist death to be rot bukkake.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 4d

parasitic wasp girl asking if you'll bee hers. she has such a cute smile on her face as she promises you won't regret giving her a chance, moments before she jabs you with her stinger, paralyzes you, and then pumps you full of eggs..,.,.,..

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 4d

that makes sense it doesn't seem likely to faze her when I beg her to keep doing what she was already doing

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

but it'd be less fun for her to dominate me if I was thinking and complaining about it being unfair :c

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

dw I already go into everything with this mindset

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

new need, get put in a very fair contest and then get teased and mocked for losing it as im trapped in a failure spiral of always losing.,.,..

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

(snake girl trying to hype herself up) I mean, two is better than one 🥺

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

kissing is nice, but i dont know. there's just something missing with most people's technique. they don't go the extra mile. and it bums me out because it's hard to believe she really loves me if she wont even force some unidentified pills down my throat with her tongue.,...,.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

my body is sacred, and should be treated as such. by which I mean you should pin me down, collar me, and call me a good girl as you purrmanently corrupt me.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 5d

forcing a chastity cage on an angel girl to make sure she maintains her purity. she might try to fight it, but then you just look sad and go "so you want to fall?" and put it on while she has the deer in the headlights look.

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Dragon Cobolt @dragoncobolt.bsky.social · 6d

"I don't want my girlfriend to kill anyone" is a common sentiment, but murder is a vital enrichment activity for your yandare

without 1-2 murders a week, yandare get deeply listless, unmotivated, and begin to lose weight

"my girlfriend keeps stabbing me, I should take away her knife" this is abuse

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 6d

mworp meow mworp!

A picture of dusty with some skin showing. There is a caption. The caption reads: "Hiii! Happy tummy sunday! Please celebrate the traditional way because its in your skin its IN YOUR SKIN GET IT OUT. Have a great sunday <3" The text from "its" to the last "OUT" is in zalgo text to illustrate that the creator needs cuddles right now and is going completely fucking crazy over how touch starved and alone she is. It could also be the brainworms have moved into her lungs. One of the two.

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 6d

1st date is for becoming her pet. 2nd is to become her girlfriend. 3rd is to show up on the newspaper, page 7, in the missing persons section after which you are never heard from again

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 7d

learned my lesson. never invite puppygirls to the hole warming party. they ignored the maid of honor entirely to play with the other puppies, and each and every one of them came in fluffer :/

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 7d

[F4F] Your Succubus Stalker Turned Girlfriend makes Sure You'll Never Leave Her [Nun Listener] [Spicy] [Dark] [Extremely Dark] [Death] [Improper Use of Necromantic Rituals] [Taking God's Name in Vein] [Oops, Vampire] [Body Horror] [No Kittens Harmed in the Making of This Video]

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 7d

why do all the good paths have big red "BAD ENDING" text. are the developers stupid. do they think i'm going to look at her chaining me to her bed and never letting me leave as a negative? or the path where the evil magical girl hypnotizes me and steals my will? stupid devs.

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Else @else.social · 8d

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Blood is prettier outside the body. I learned that lesson young, when my father, the monster, still stalked the plains in search of fresh prey. His preferences were incorrect, however. He cared about volume—lakes of blood impregnated with the anti-clotting compounds that our family's bodies so copiously produce, blood gushing down altars through carefully carved channels, blood divorced from its source so that he could forget the bodies that produced it. He reveled in the metallic tang of it, the joy of immersing his body in it to feel the ebbing warmth and the tender touch of half-formed clots against his swollen dick, and, yes, the taste of it in on his tongue.

My father hated bodies. He hated to be reminded of the source of blood, and this was, I think, the source of much of his cruelty. He needed what his victims gave him, and he hated them for that.

He was, as I have said, incorrect, and it was that flaw which led to his downfall.

Sometimes I like to take one of my concubines—the ones I don't mind killing, of course—down to the crypt to fuck and bleed her atop his sarcophagus. He hates the scent of it, the squishy sounds bodies make, the moans and whimpers, and, more than any of that, the blood trickling down the slowly warming metal. His lips cannot reach the slightest drop of it, I made sure of that, but the sound of him bucking and struggling against his chains is as potent an aphrodisiac as the sight of those first drops of blood welling up from freshly cut skin, red and fragrant and not yet dripping down to stain the ground below. The sight of it—the thought of it!—is so captivating, so compelling; it fills me with heat, makes me long for the taste of it, the joy of adding fresh cuts, of burying myself in my victim's body, of filling myself with her, devouring her until nothing remains but my pleasure—!

But I forget myself. That is not the story I mean to tell you, my dear hunter, though someday I will show you precisely what I mean.

I am not the last of my family. I assure you that we can die, though only with great difficulty, and I expect that knowledge will do more to tempt your visit to my lands than anything else I can offer. You could never reject a challenge when I knew you, and I do not expect that the decades have changed that. Perhaps you have grown more cautious, and certainly you have shaped yourself into a more skillful weapon, because you remain alive even as the list of your accomplishments has grown deliciously unwieldy. How many monsters you have triumphed over, my dear hunter? How many beasts and witches have died upon your blades? Where were you in '87, when my agents couldn't find the slightest trace of you upon this earth?

I'm sure that you'll tell me when you finally visit. I will *make you* tell me.

But in any case—my father still lives, as I said. It pleased him to kill his own father, and I understand that his bones were immersed in molten lead and buried somewhere far from the heat of blood; the habits of a less enlightened age. My solitary brother is a boor, and I hope very much that you will meet and dispatch him before I make you mine, but my sisters are lovely things. I think you will enjoy their company, despite their tastes being far less refined than my own.

You may wonder why I am telling you this now, my dear hunter, when I said so little about myself during our time together at university. I remember how you and the rest of our friends used to tease me with increasingly outlandish guesses—the prince of a distant country, a woodcutter's savant daughter, a merchant's orphan heir—what a silly game! Sometimes I was tempted to simply tell you all the truth, though I do not think I would have survived long afterward. I was so careful, my dear hunter. I had to be.

I do not any more.

I understand that you stayed in contact with many of our old friends. I have read many of the letters you sent them. Do you wonder why fewer and fewer of them are able to reply?

I have taken pains to ensure that this letter will find you, whether within weeks or months or years. My agents are loyal and determined, and they know that their own families' fates depend on their success. The bonds of family are such delicious things, and I adore the taste of a daughter's lifeblood pooling between her mother's thighs ...

But I won't try to explain that to you. Not yet. Someday I'll make you understand.

If all has gone well there is a map attached to this letter; if not you will simply have to work a bit harder to find me. I think I have given you more than enough reason to—you always were such a moral woman, so infatuated with your own idea of what the world should be, and I know that time has only made you more so. I think that knowing what I am, what I have *always* been, will eat away at you like an ulcer until you finally come to visit me, to put an end to me—

And then, my dear hunter, I will make you mine.

Sincerely yours,
Silvana Frost, Duchess of Rimwald

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 7d

do I not want to know because it's hotter if I'm ignorant of my fate or do I not want to know because it is horrifying? and if the latter, is it horrifying to Dusty or horrifying to a general audience?

anyway if you are accepting applicants I am very pathetic and bad at magic so, like,🥺

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 8d

"it's what's inside that counts" is a very nice sentiment but I kind of wish she'd say it more often rather than only when she was currently making use of my throat :/

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 8d

I hope you all see me not just as a cute girl who makes funny posts, but also as a Easy Kidnap Organ Dispensary. it would really mean the world to me if you also took into account just how easy I am to lure places and how I have a full complement of human organs you can harvest

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 9d

Dusty @nekomimidusty.bsky.social · 9d

minotaur girl flirting: hey you can get lost in my labyrinth if you want.,..,..,