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🌈 Dr. Hegemony 🏳️‍🌈⚧☭ The feral furry lesbian
@drhegemony.bsky.social
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32, Lesbian, Scottish/Pākehā Trans Woman living in Aotearoa. She/Her. Feminist, Communist, Plays MTG, Furry. 🔞 HRT 27/03/20|E 02/10/20.
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#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday most everywhere, so let's have something new.

This is the start of a fic inspired by some awesome furry sapphic art by the furry artist Dolljoints, which focus on a the ritual of a newly married Darling (Dog) and Cynthia (Sheep).
Text which reads: The wedding had been perfect, sure at least two things had been set on fire, one of Darling's uncle had nearly hit her sister, and somehow two of her nieces were nursing broken noses after a weird double accident involving a game of tag and the hard edge of one of the tables, but the wedding had been perfect. They had walked down the aisle, and said their vows in front of the wedding tree. It was official to the whole world that she was now married to Darling and Darling married to her. Cynthia knew that she'd probably look at the photos of both her and Darling in their wedding dresses over and over again into her aging years, marvelling at both her and Darling in pure sparkling white, marvelling at her own daring at defying her parents and society at large. Honestly it nearly didn't feel real, like this was all some sort of weird extended dream, and that any other second she'd wake up as a teen in her old room, in her old house, trapped with her homophobic parents and nearly feeling suicidal. But as the seconds after kissing Darling in front of her invited family turned into hours, as the sun set and the night was filled with drinking, eating and dancing with her wife that seemed less and less likely. And the fact she was now married to the love of her life more real. But now the wedding was over, and their honeymoon awaited. And yet there was one last thing to do. Something that was for Darling and Cynthia's eye's only, and yet was it own sort of wedding vow, something that had been discussed at length. A ritual to bind them together, but which would only been known to them and maybe the occasion very similar friend. A promise made in total devotion to her wife.
February 4, 2026 at 12:44 PM
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#WIPWednesday It's Wednesday most everywhere, so how about we try something new.

This snippet is the starting point of a new #Zootopia story featuring Nick and Judy currently being friends with benefits. Don't get too comfortable though, this is getting trans and sapphic in the near future.
Text which reads: Nick wouldn't consider himself very strange, after all he was a simply red fox tod with all the trappings you'd usually find in your usual tod. Sure he probably had the markings of a fox who had lived it a bit rough for most of his life, but he still had all his toes, all his fingers, the greater majority of his teeth. And of course all the essentials of what made a tod, a tod, were there, testicles, sheath, penis and knot. He even produced sperm, at least if the last pregnancy scare of a now long gone girlfriend was to be believed and if the white stuff that stained his boxes from time to time was because of the presence of the little swimmers instead of some strange medical condition. Of course all animals were individuals, and Nick was no different, so he was considered a bit more lanky than your average tod. Also there was his job, the police weren't usually the line of work most tods went into, especially in Zootopia. And of course there was his preferred professional partnership with a bunny. Most tods, from Nick's observations, didn't mesh well with smaller prey animals, especially those of the fairer sex. And if they did, it was definitely in a more transactional way. Sexism and speciesism all rolled into one Nick guessed. 'You want to stab my back, I want to stab yours', kind of way of the world, or it least it had been for most of Nick's life. So it would be fair, Nick thought, to say that very few tods had been in his place currently, despite his commonality with them. Which was to say, very few other tods that he knew was currently getting a blowjob from a female bunny who they considered to be one of their best friends. Nor, probably, did that very small number of tods getting a blowjob from a female bunny who they considered to be one of their best friends imagine themselves as a vixen during this, and instead a penis imagined their female bunny best friend licking their imaginary clitoris. But well, here he was, doing exactly
January 28, 2026 at 12:45 PM
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#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday somewhere, so let's have a bit more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time a coming together fic featuring Calla and Sunni.

Specifically the part right before the sex starts, where basically a game is getting out of hand. Which involves kissing.
Texting which reads: It's only at the contact that Calla finds her own eyes closing in similarity to Sunni's. The gummi bears lips are cold and clammy, and with her already puckering them it feels a little weird against Calla's own. The rigid wrinkled skin of Sunni's meeting Calla's slightly warmer and smoother lips unevenly, much like the kisses Sunni and Calla had exchanged as children in play, the excuse of doing it 'as the French did' being the whole reason for its occurrence. And which Calla remembered being not at all that exciting or fun. But as Calla lips continued to touch with her best friend, the feelings Calla was experiencing were completely different from when they were children. They burned and wanted, coating her lips in electricity and fire, which drove her forward to continue the kiss past any reasonable excuse for a kiss made as a dare. Suddenly Calla feels Sunni's hands pushing her off of her, which Calla did hastily and with her heart beating in her ears, lips still tingling with electricity like shocks. Which brought Calla hovering over Sunni, a look of something terrible splashed across Sunni face, which was causing Calla's heart to beat even faster than it had been before, thoughts urging her to say she was sorry, that she hadn't meant to push the kiss that far or long. That it didn't mean anything. Then quickly, as if she had not entirely thought out the action, Sunni grabbed Calla's wet clinging smock and pulled the human back towards her, meeting their lips in another kiss, this one not at all dared for or even discussed. But now Sunni's lips are slightly warmer and they are no longer creased, instead they meet Calla's own lips hastily but with surprising tenderness. Calla feeling the same pull she had felt now reflected in Sunni.
January 21, 2026 at 2:55 PM
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#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday somewhere, so let's have a bit more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time an honest to fucking god smut fic featuring Calla and Sunni.

Specifically the part before the smut starts, where basically a game is nearly get out of hand.
Text which reads: Calla looked up, sweeping her wet hair out of her eyes, and found Sunni pointing and laughing at her not five meters away, so she lunged again from her position in the pond. This time feeling herself collide with the bear, pushing them both into the water of the pond, Calla atop Sunni, the cold water only reaching to her elbows. Calla grinned down at Sunni, the former visage of the bear as stupefyingly beautiful no longer true, with her being held down. "Got ya!" Calla announced triumphantly as she continued to hold down the bear, though mindful that the water reached up to lap at the chest of the horizontal Sunni. Sunni looked up at Calla sourly, annoyance besmirching her face as she started to talk, "Okay, okay get off me." Sunni thrashed in Calla's pin, trying to wiggle out of the hold the princess had over her. Calla just continued to looked down smugly from her position atop Sunni as she easily held onto the smaller woman, "Why should I? It seems I have captured the fabled lady Gummi of the lake. Surely I get something from trapping a woman so rare." "What do want, a sword?" Sunni asked condescendingly as she struggled. "Nah, not really my type of weapon." Calla replied with flippancy. "And I didn't realise that beautiful women hanging out in lakes gave them out." "Oh I'm beautiful now am I? Well in that case, would you want a kiss?" Sunni asked with mockery as she accepted her fate of being pinned. Calla felt her cheeks start to burn with a light blush at her accidentally calling Sunni beautiful, before the mockery in Sunni's voice roused her to further action, "And what if I did?" Calla asks as she leans down close to Sunni's face.
January 14, 2026 at 11:59 AM
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January 10, 2026 at 12:47 PM
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Because it's still #WIPWednesday somewhere here's more of my #Octavia and #Loona sexting fic (coming out soon) that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids).

Just some wholesome masturbation to someone else masturbating.
Text: A white furred arm could just be seen slightly out of frame holding the phone that was filming, intense light reflecting off the white fur of the hellhound's thighs as Octavia felt her heart beating harder and harder in her chest. Then a hand appeared and glided down, spreading the canine lips before her again, though now those lips glistened brightly with wetness in the light as a husky voice out of frame said, "Look at the messs you've made of me," in a slightly slurred tone. The hands on Octavia's nipple and clit got back to their furious work, as the video played out, Octavia more alive than she'd ever been at what she was witnessing. The hand which had spread the pussy lips moving to rubbing where Octavia now knew was hidden the hellhound's clit, the sight drawing Octavia in as soft whines emanated from her speakers, before more words were spoken, the voice no longer as husky, "This is allll for you," though still in that same lightly slurred tone. Octavia picked up her pace, fingers now bearing down hard on her clit, before the video nearly shocked her as the fingers rubbing the clit of moonlight_howling_666 descend even further, slipping into the folds of her pussy with nearly no resistance, a thumb now taking the place of the fingers as it pressed against the clit as the hellhound fingered herself rapidly. Bringing more soft whines and whimpers from the unseen voice of moonlight_howling_666 before she spoke again, Octavia on the edge of her orgasm, "Fuucck! I neeed to be fuuckked." Moonlight_howling_666's admission was finally what took Octavia over the edge, as she continued to watch the video. Her orgasm crashing down on her, her limbs filling with static as moonlight_howling_666's voice melted into her brain, her clit pulsating under her fingers in rapid waves. But even with Octavia's orgasm washing over her the canine pussy on the screen was still being fucked by moonlight_howling_666's own fingers as the hellhound chased her own orgasm.
January 7, 2026 at 12:48 PM
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Honestly it's been leaps and bounds for the number of my Ao3 subscribers the last couple of months.

The last three are within the last month with no new fics uploaded and no new comments on my fics. So it seems they're just kinda multiplying very slowly.
December 28, 2025 at 12:37 PM
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Properly this line which is in an upcoming fic (AU, Owling at the moon (Octavia x Loona), Helluva Boss, sexting) hopefully released on Ao3 2026.
December 24, 2025 at 1:39 PM
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This moment between three OCs in my pokemon polycule fic (archiveofourown.org/works/656339...), where a human woman and a (F) Ninetales are inexplicably snuggling (after settling their rivalry) together on the floor and their shared boyfriend finds them.

It's fun, cute and a little gay.
Text which reads: He lets out a low rumble of a laugh before he asks, “What in the world are you two doing?” Hadewych’s acerbic response is faster than Taika and the measured response she was thinking up, “Christ alive Rikhard, what’s it look like we’re doing!? We’re lying on the floor.” “I mean, why are you lying on the floor, and why are you two snuggled up together?” Rikhard explains, his jovial appreciation of the sight in front of him never leaving his voice despite his girlfriend’s biting response. Taika is quicker on the response this time as she projects it to both humans “We’re enjoying the softness of the carpet Hadewych has finished cleaning, Rikhard.” A beat passes, Rikhard's last question hanging in the air as all three participants in this conversation wait for someone to answer it.. “And I’m cuddling Taika because you're not the only one with the right to cuddle her, okay? Is that alright with you?” Hadewych says, her tone obviously defensive and her cheeks burning as she refuses to look over her shoulder at her boyfriend. Rikhard tries, not very successfully, to hide his joy at Hadewych’s answer. “That’s more alright than you can possibly know, Haddy.” “Well good,” The retort is instant before Hadewych pulls her other hand out from under her and quickly pats the floor next to her, in the space unoccupied by Taika, “Now come down here and enjoy this fucking carpet with us.”
December 22, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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It's Wednesday out there somewhere so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and we continue from week before last.

This my #KungfuPanda fic featuring the Furious Five at a party being thrown in a Brothel for them (before Po) as a thanks for saving the Brothel. Now featuring Viper and friends.
Text which reads: "It's great to see you girls, and guilty as charged, and don't worry about calling me Viper, you've known me longer than the others have known me, so you can use my old name." Viper explained as she swayed side to side to the beat the girl who was currently on the stage, plucking out something on the guzheng. "Wh-why'd they even force you to change you-your name though? Like Xiaoling is a really nice name, I wish my parents had cared enough to give me it instead of Ling," Ling complained as she swayed along with Viper, though it was clear from her swaying that this was more from her increasing drunkenness rather than the music playing. "It's tradition, when you become part of the Furious Five, you are assigned a name that corresponds with your species," Viper calmly explained as she held out her cup for Ming to refill with more Mijiu. "Tradition?" Ming asks as she fills Viper's cup. "Well it helps us if say if any enemies we face get it into their thick heads to try and target our families, can't exactly target a family without a family name. Of course some of the more ruthless and powerful villains we face would take the more simplified route of trying to murder all the animals who are of the same species, but again our names are so unspecific that any sort of target removal is made very difficult. And hopefully if someone did try and do that we've already been informed about any attempted massacres and set out to stop it." Viper laid out as she took a now measured sip out of her cup of Mijiu. "Ohhhhh that's instennsse," Ling slurred. "Yeah," Viper smiled stiffly, "so that's the reason. Thankfully we've never had to deal with anything like that, but I know the histories talk about it happening, so not fun," Viper ended as she took another measured sip out of her. "Augh, I'm so-so sorry for asking now." Ling nearly whines.
December 17, 2025 at 2:35 PM
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It's still Wednesday so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and here's the start of the a future chapter of my #feral #Pokephilia polycule story

Hadewych (a non-trainer woman) thinks about the fact that she hasn't really considered the genitals of her future lover Taika (An alolan Ninetales)
text which reads: Hadewych had never really given any thought to Taika's genitals, even back at her mother's house when she had masturbated to that time she had discovered evidence of Taika masturbating in her former room, she hadn't really thought about the fact that Taika had a vulva, or nipples, or that she would one day want to touch them. Sure she had seen Taika's 'business', as it were, the Ninetales walked around with no clothes on as all Pokémon did, but it had occupied her mind no more than any other time she saw the 'business' of any other Pokémon. It was simply just a thing that happened and which she didn't dwell on. People sometimes got an eye full of the gentiles of a Pokémon, it happened, it was normal, but you carried on not caring or maybe complaining only if whichever Pokémon kept doing it to you. Because people who cared about Pokémon genitalia were pokephiles, and she was no pokephile. But, of course, that was no longer strictly true. Hadewych had now kissed Taika, how now made out with Taika, had held her and told the Ninetales that she loved her, that she had always had feelings for her despite the way she had shown it. And Taika had reciprocated, she had kissed Hadewych back, had made out with her and their bodies moved and shifted naturally against each other, craving the touch to accommodate long held but suppressed feelings. They had even talked to Rikhard about it all, explaining about what had happened that day on the couch, what Hadewych had realised while at her mothers and what Taika had discovered about herself in the months since the rift between her and Hadewych had began to heal, as well as they're want to now make Hadewych and Taika's relationship part of agreement, part of the throuple, which of course Rikhard had said yes too. And yet, even considering all that Hadewych had never given thought to what sex between them would looked like, what the coming together of their bodies would entail. Because despite being bi,
December 10, 2025 at 10:52 AM
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It's Wednesday so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and we continue from last week.

This my #KungfuPanda fic featuring primary Tigress at a party being thrown in a Brothel for her and furious five (before Po became the dragon warrior) as a thanks for saving the Brothel.
Text which reads: She had wanted to say no, that the furious five never needed payment of any kind for their services, but then it had started snowing (not uncommon in the mountains) and the madam of the establishment had offered rest and relaxation for her team, as well as hot meals, soft beds and if desired pleasurable company. And with every offer Tigress' team had become ever more enchanted with staying, "If only for the night Tigress" Tigress remembered Viper asking with pleading eyes, something that Tigress had never been that good at resisting the charms of. So Tigress had given into the desires of her team, and agreed that they could stay of one night at the brothel. Though she had made it clear in no uncertain terms that none of them as member of the Furious Five would partake in the pleasurable company offered. After all warm food, soft beds and bathing was one thing to be offered but sex was out of the question. Not only for how it would surely be talked about if the knowledge that the Furious five had accepted sexual favours as a reward for saving innocents was ever to spread outside the brothel (A likely thing considering how much Tigress had heard about the loose tongues of prostitutes and their flowing gossip lines) but also because of just how much shame it would bring to Jade palace should a bastard child of Monkey, Crane or Mantis show up on their steps one day or even more embarrassingly, if either her or Viper were made pregnant (even though Tigress knew that was highly unlikely for either of them). So here she stood, agitated and annoyed as her team partied with the prostitutes of this road-side brothel. Honestly she wanted to just walk up and find the room the madam had promised, lie down and sleep, and thus miss being forced to exist in a space full of cheer that she did not feel, but she'd already had to remand Monkey three times for trying to sneak off with one prostitute or another and she didn't think he'd not try again.
December 3, 2025 at 10:51 AM
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It's Wednesday out there somewhere so lets have a little #WIPWednesday and let's have something new.

This is a new #KungfuPanda fic featuring primary Tigress at a party being thrown in a Brothel for her and furious five (before Po became the dragon warrior) as a thanks for saving the Brothel.
Text which reads: Tigress was agitated. Which to be fair wasn't unusual, Tigress was usually agitated in someway, a failing of hers that she wasn't the best at overcoming even this many years into her training. But Tigress would certainly argue that her reason for being agitated currently was entirely reasonable. After all who wouldn't be if there were in her skin? Seven days away from the Jade Palace and not even on the road yet, and all because they had made the unfortunate decision to rescue a road-side brothel from some bandits. Sure, Tigress was happy to help fend off the bandits, that was their job as masters of Kung Fu and as the Furious Five, to save the helpless and weak from those who would seek to hurt them. And the fact that the animals who she had helped save were prostitutes was of no concern to her, she had long ago pledged to help those in need, no matter their occupation or past. All that mattered was if they were not causing harm to others and were being threatened by others who wished to cause harm. Tigress would have take on even the Emperor's armies if they were trying to cause harm to an innocent, no matter who or what the innocent may have done, so long as they were not doing it now. That was the way of things. So it was not that she had helped some random brothel fight back a few bandits that was the cause of her agitation, nor was it really that they were so far away from the Jade Palace. Really it was the decision of the brothel owner to reward the furious five with a celebration that was the true cause of her agitation, because it meant now she was stuck seven days away from the Jade Palace, not moving as her team was pampered with a party the likes of which Tigress already knew she hated before being involved.
November 26, 2025 at 12:43 PM
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Because it's still #WIPWednesday somewhere here's another taste of my recent #Octavia and #Loona sexting fic that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids).

Octavia is writing a story for Loona. Context: Loona is drunk in this fic.
Text: You then jump into the shower and let the warm water wake you up slightly while also soothing your muscles from dancing, before starting the cleaning process, cleaning your fur from the mess it's become during the night. But as you start really getting the dirt out from your fur, you feel something in your core, something you would never imagine to happen as you clean a club's muck off you. Arousal, hot and pulsing between your legs as you stand there in your warm shower. You turn off the shower quickly and drip warm water into the bath below you for a few moments before reaching down with your fingers, only to find the truth of what you feel in your core responding to the touch of you with excitement, clit pulsating and wetness smearing along your fingers as you touch yourself gently, a soft moan letting itself escape from your mouth before you can stop it. As you continue to touch yourself gently, knees buckling at just how good it feels, you try and think about how you're so horny. Especially where you are and what you're doing, before a memory from earlier in the night makes itself known in your still slightly intoxicated mind, the club saying at the opening of the night and on the tickets that they promised each patron 'A touch of lust's finest offerings', which you thought at the time meant the dancing demons in the cages and the drinks not being watered down. :Taxidermy_stars But now that you think about it, it probably meant that pink glittery stuff that had been sprayed on all the demons dancing, which had made you feel just a little bit horny at the time, and had made many of the other demons around you really horny (which you had just taken as how Lust was usually like), and which considering your hellhound immunity would of taken a bit longer to effect you. You let out a sigh and grumble of "Fucking bullshit Lust", which quickly falters into a moan as your fingers continue their ministrations without your conscious thought. :Taxidermy_stars
November 19, 2025 at 11:39 AM
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#WIPWednesday Because it's still Wednesday somewhere, let's have a touch more aged up Gummi Bears fic, but this time an honest to fucking god smut fic featuring Calla and Sunni.

Specifically the part before the smut starts, where basically Calla realises that she thinks Sunni is hot.
Text which reads: As Calla recovered from her own surprise entrance within the river's secluded pond, smock absolutely soaked from her knees to near her head, she heard another loud splash as Sunni made her own entrance into the pond beside her. But as she turned to talk to her friend, and Calla's eyes fell onto Sunni the princess felt her breath catch within her throat. Because there rising out of the waters of the pond was one of the most beautiful women Calla had ever seen, her hair wet and yet almost seeming styled to be alluring, while the green tunic that she wore everyday was bunching up around her mid-section and blooming like a flower in the water, as its form slipped from her shoulders and caught on the width of her arms, allowing most of her bust to appear, showing off the substantive cleavage of the Gummi bear. And as Calla stared at the sight beside her she almost couldn't believe it was really her best friend, Sunni, looking like one of the sexiest women that Calla had ever seen. Seemingly without even trying as got herself under control in the water and turned to blush at at Calla's staring, red peaking out from under the fur of her cheeks as she smiled at her best friend. "W-what's you staring at Calla?" Sunni stuttered out, the cold water of the pond adding just the slightest stutter to her speech. Calla averted her eyes from Sunni as the bear continued to look at her for an answer, suddenly very interested in the water they had just landed into, "Oh it's nothing, nothing. Expect that you pushed me!" Calla suddenly yelled out as she lunged at Sunni, which proved unfruitful as her arms grasped empty water, Sunni's laugh teasing her with the fact that her prey had escaped.
November 12, 2025 at 3:10 PM
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#WIPWednesday Because it's still Wednesday for most of the world, let's have a little more from my aged up Gummi Bears accidental voyeurism fic featuring Calla and Sunni. Calla calming down from an orgasm and Sunni kinda complaining about it.
Text which reads: As Calla calmed down from her last orgasm in the bed above, Sunni felt her shoulders relax just slightly from their tensed posture, thinking to herself 'No one needs more than two orgasms from masturbating, I should be good to either let her fall asleep or go somewhere else and then I'm out of here' as she re-re-prepared for the moment she could escape from the far too now-dark space under Calla's bed and get back to the glen. But she could still hear Calla above, breathing heavily, clearly still coming down from an intense orgasm and not moving fast enough for Sunni's taste. Honestly Sunni felt she could forgive Calla for all of this, could easily get over everything she'd be slightly forced to hear and observe if her friend could just more quickly calm down and do something besides lying on her bed, awake and aware. But some misfortune of the cosmos Calla kept talking from above Sunni. "Oh god that felt amazing — Sunni you tasted so good." Sunni felt herself rolling her eyes at Calla's proclamation, as her thoughts started to rage at the best friend who was unconsciously keeping Sunni trapped in her room, 'You didn't taste anything Calla! And what experience do you have tasting other women? The Calla I knew certainly hadn't done anything like that, because she would have told me about it. What have you been doing while I'm away besides apparently developing this intense attraction to me? This can't possibly be what you normal do in a day.' Before a more sulky part of Sunni's thoughts brought themselves to the forefront of Sunni's mind 'You didn't even write, I know that we couldn't get mail from Dunwyn but like there was the Gummi-scope or you could of handed something to Sir Thornberry, he was there, but I got absolutely nothing from you for three years and...' Sunni's thoughts are interrupted as Calla suddenly starts to talk again, seemingly to herself.
November 5, 2025 at 1:52 PM
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#WIPWednesday Here's more of my recent #Octavia and #Loona sexting fic that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids).

It's fun and continues to be fun. Octavia is writing a story for Loona. Context: Loona is drunk in this fic.
Text that reads like a on a messenger app: Okay here we go :Taxidermy_stars You've just come back for the hottest club in Lust, two friends with you, a short but busty imp woman by the name of Trixxie and a tall and petite succubus woman by the name of Lucille, you're not the closest with them but after dancing the night away and a couple of drinks of hard Gluttony whiskey they're your best friends in all the seven rings, especially as they're helping to lead you back to your apartment. Which is difficult because while you drunk a few hard shoots of Gluttony Whiskey, they've gone deep on a few Gluttony Beers and thus aren't the most steady on their feet. So it's more all three of you trying to find your apartment, as you're all leaning on one another, tight dance clothes exposing more and more of your and your friends skin to both Hell and all three of you. :Taxidermy_stars Oh I should ask, are you into trans girls? :Taxidermy_stars moonlight_howling_666: fuk yeah -trane- -train- tr4ans -wrngs- rghts! Great — And after about an hour of stumbling around various places in Pride, you come to your apartment, and not a moment too soon as Trixxie and Lucille are starting to fall asleep in the hallway, so you bring them inside so they can sleep off the partying and drag them to your couch. And despite the fact that it shouldn't have the space needed, it somehow is able to fit both of your friends as they gently snore. Though unlike them, you're still awake enough to know that you'll need a shower, so you leave both of them asleep on the couch and head towards your bedroom to strip out of your clothes. Which you do before selecting something to sleep in, and quickly and quietly moving naked from your bedroom to your bathroom, guests sleeping soundly, before starting the shower and preparing to wash off all the gunk and messiness of dancing in the hottest club in Lust out of your fur.
October 29, 2025 at 12:01 PM
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#WIPWednesday Here's a part of a recent #Octavia and #Loona writing that turns into sexting fic that I've been working on (Aged up and in an AU where Stolas and Blitz never met each after that one day as kids).

It's honestly been really fun. Context that Loona is drunk in this fic.
Text which reads: Octavia's mouth is dry, her heart pounding at the messages now coming from moonlight_howling_666, because this is so much more than she thought would happen, but it's happening right now. Yeah, I mean the panties look cool and :Taxidermy_stars Like I liked what you showed me :Taxidermy_stars moonlight_howling_666: Oh you an't saw nthing yet moonlight_howling_666: 8405980485.png Octavia doesn't even hesitate a moment to open the picture, and what greets her nearly stops her heart. The white furred thighs from the last picture greeting her once again but from a slightly different angle, still over lit, though now without the light grey panties (barely) obscuring the canine vulva of her chat partner from her gaze, two similarly furred fingers spreading the thick wet black lips of that vulva so Octavia is able to see moonlight_howling_666's glistening rose pink insides, along with a pinkish black nub of what Octavia assumes is a clitoris. Her previously dry mouth feels like it has been baking in the pentagram for two weeks with how parched it is, but she doesn't give a damn, because all that is going through her head is that she is seeing someone else's (that she actually knows) pussy for the very first time, and it's turning her on more than she thought possible. moonlight_howling_666: y0u lke thta ms writer moonlight_howling_666: my cunt al wet and hot for your writing
October 22, 2025 at 11:26 AM
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#WIPWednesday Again posting for the still Wednesday crowd from Thursday. Here's some more of the accidental voyeurism Gummi Bears fic betten aged up Calla and Sunni.

In which Sunni really doesn't like Calla's idea of a pet name. Also the sound of masturbation.
Text which reads: Sunni shook her head at the question inside her head, it wasn't time to to have thoughts like that, especially as she still hadn't found an opening for her to sneak out yet. Calla continued to talk from above her, voice starting to sound like it had before she'd orgasmed, wanting and dripping in desire. "What, you want to go again? Hmm you're so encourage-able my little bear, okay, but this time I want to touch only you." Little bear? Little — bear? Sunni's face contorted itself into a shape that could only be said to convey her sheer confusion and bewilderment at what she was hearing of Calla's fantasies. As Sunni felt her embarrassment at her predicament being replaced temporarily with embarrassment for her best friend and her attempt to imagine what lovers would call each other in the privacy of their intimacy. Clearly Calla had only meet some very particular couples if she thought that was how loving couples talked to each other, though Sunni didn't exactly think that she was an expert on how couples interacted considering her lack of expedience, but she knew that she'd never allow herself to be called something so degrading as little bear by a lover. From above her, Sunni heard Calla let out a shuddering breath accompanied by a soft squelching sound, which quickly derailed Sunni's train of thought with its implications, before the Princess kept speaking, clearly playing out a new fantasy. "Hmmm, you feel so wet around my fingers Sunni, so wet." Which was accompanied by even more squelching sounds, as Calla stopped talking so that only her heavy panting and the almost too faint to hear scrape of her skin against her canvas bed cover could be heard by Sunni. Forcing Sunni to lay there listening to the sounds of Calla's arousal echoing in the room, which quickly dispelled her former feeling of being embarrassed for her friend and brought her back to feeling the full body blush that pricked across her body with embarrassment, making her feel
October 8, 2025 at 12:58 PM
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I got this today on Tumblr and I mean it's so fucking funny that I did in fact LOL.

Surge the Tenrec from Sonic the Hedgehog's IDW comics known proof that someone is cool with Trans people.
October 4, 2025 at 1:54 PM
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#WIPWednesday Because it's still Wednesday for most of the world, have a little more from my aged up Gummi Bears accidental voyeurism fic featuring Calla and Sunni
Text: Which was followed by Calla breathing heavily in great exhales of air. It seemed that Sunni had not been correct about Calla having finished already, though now that wasn't in doubt. Calla had orgasmed, or at the least, had sounded like she had and in no time she was going to either go to sleep or go somewhere else in the castle and Sunni would be free to flee home and forget any of this had ever happened. She could stop feeling this strange empty feeling and get back to how things were before. Sunni got back into position to leave the space under the bed, muscles tense for the moment an opportunity presented itself. Calla spoke again from her placement atop the bed. "Hmmm, yes Sunni that felt amazing for me too." Sunni tensed again and wondered if it was now that Calla would provide that all of this was a ruse to make her feel guilty and embarrassed about sneaking into her bedroom and scaring her, but again looking around in the almost complete darkness she could see that Calla had not discovered her. And so Sunni felt the weird empty feeling insider her head strengthen its hold over her as she was privy to the private fantasies of Calla, and what the content of them seemed to be (as far as she knew). First times, the coming together of people who didn't know they could love each other, probably love confessions. Sex as the culmination of romance made even though it was forbidden or forgotten about. Sunni also wondered, had or should she have sex with Calla, would it live up to Calla's fantasies? Calla continued to talk. "What, you want to go again? Hmm you're so encourage-able my little bear, okay, but this time I want to touch you." Little bear? Little — bear? Sunni's face contorted itself into a shape that could only be said to convey her sheer confusion and bewilderment at what she was hearing of Calla's fantasies. As Sunni felt her embarrassment at her predicament being replaced temporarily with embarrassment for her best friend and her attempt.
October 1, 2025 at 2:09 PM
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And everyday I get in response
September 30, 2025 at 10:53 PM
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Me, everyday on this website
September 30, 2025 at 10:10 PM
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#WIPWednesday It's still Wednesday most places so here's some recently added world building I made for my Human x Dragon work that's mostly set around a order of dragon riders who of course aren't into Dragons and Humans making out. Can you believe this was a 2023 prompt.
Text which reads: The Order of Dragon Guardians, ancient and noble, looked down from its ancestral home of Emberrock on the world and found as it often had a world that was in need of those who could and would save it from itself. After all they were the finest warriors to ride dragon back the world had yet witnessed, and seeing as most of their number usually hailed from the orphans of war and strife it only made sense that they would ride out from the mountain top castle and try to turn the tide of the world. One small battle at a time. Revered as heroes in nearly every land that they flew through, it is know by almost everyone who has ever had a dragon and their rider split the sky above them that they lived by an unbreakable code that commanded them to do no evil, to never tarnish the order, to never kill out of wanton slaughter and always to keep the psychic bond between dragon and rider as pure as any snow melt stream that graced the heights of Emberrock. For it is on that code that all the accomplishes of the Dragon Guardians rested, that the foundations of their society and purpose rested, in fact it could be said (and it was whispered) that the Dragon Guardians where first and foremost a philosophic order before they were a warrior one. Their code taking precedent over even the most dire of military matters. But no code is perfect, and not every person who had entered the order followed it, after all war orphans were an unpredictable stock to grace the number of the order. As was clearly being shown by one pair of dragon and rider by the name of Heart and Ursula as they leapt from side of castle Emberrock, their escape silent and seemingly undetected by the order as they flew into the deep black midnight sky, no companions besides each other to keep them company as they slipped away from the ancient and noble order and their mountain top home.
September 25, 2025 at 12:26 AM
drhegemony.bsky.social
#WIPWednesday Because it's still Wednesday for the rest of the world. Here's some racy aged up Gummi Bear Accidental Voyeurism between Sunni and Calla, where Sunni overhears something she isn't exactly expecting.
Not that Sunni wasn't happy for Calla, if anyone deserved to enter a relationship and have sex it was definitely Calla, especially as Sunni knew the trouble she'd had to defying her father's expectations to settle down and start producing heirs for Dunwyn, but not with Sunni under her bed and unable to leave. The words above Sunni changed, the line of yes's being changed to enthusiastic intermixing of "Fuck" and "Yes", interspersed with more guttural moans of pleasure. Sunni's felt her blush reach her ears at just how embarrassing this was as a predicament having to hear the moans of her best friend having sex with some lucky man, though Sunni did have to say that she could feel a curiosity to know who exactly was giving Calla so much pleasure as she suffered through being trapped. To know who Calla had come to pick as her lover in the three years that Sunni have been gone. Calvin was the most obvious of the men Sunni knew, though it wasn't unlikely that Calla had met many new men during the last three years, "" Sunni looked around from her position trying to see anything who would identify the mystery man who was Calla's lover, which after a quick look at what she could see of the room, seemed to be very little. The room hadn't changed much from when she'd decided to hide under the bed, besides the pair of shoes that Sunni knew to be Calla's resting by the bed, so if she was having sex with someone they seemed to be either wearing their shoes through the act or were meticulous in leaving no trace of themselves on the floor of the room. Then a thought occurred to Sunni, the thought that Calla could be masturbating, which somehow made the whole ordeal that Sunni currently found herself in even worse. " " But masturbation was meant to be so personal, that for Sunni to invade Calla private time felt even worse. Then suddenly words started to drift down from the space of Calla, words which chilled Sunni to her bones. "Ahh, yes Sunni, fuck yes, keeping doing that."
September 17, 2025 at 1:23 PM