Arson

@arsonkidder.bsky.social

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pen for hire, tamer in a lion's den, 18+ only please. I'm not your mom. 🇵🇷

book "trope map" that lists: "toxic yuri? no no. radioactive yuri." "Dubcon breeding kink." "Mmm full of eggs." "No foreplay without loreplay." "you will read thirty thousand words of worldbuilding before anyone touches a pussy and that;s a threat" "the victorians were awful people and they were weird about egypt" "Gothic means women in white dresses running away from spooky castles." "hey dragonfucker! pspsps [rubs fingers together] pspsps" "I can forgive any atrocity committed by a milf in mourning" "Pelvic exam as foreplay". all these tropes point to an image in the center of two women embracing passionately
tweet by @merman_melville that reads: Being a billionaire must be insane. You can buy new teeth, new skin. All your chairs cost $20,000 and weigh 2,000 pounds. Your life is just a series of your own preferences. In terms of cognitive impairment it's probably like being kicked in the head by a horse every day.
Elmo kubrick staring into the camera
image of the game "date everything" download progress bar
picture of my cat
Screenshot from the game arknights 1/4: There’s a girl inside, bound tightly with rope, her mouth taped shut. But that isn’t what makes Texas freeze— after all, she’s seen this scene plenty of times before.
screenshot of a discord message that reads "MKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM,,,K,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;" then a message saying "Fionna's message" followed by a picture of Fionna, who is a cat, and who presumably stepped on the keyboard
lappland from arknights saying "in famiglia saluzzo, it's only natural to send the young heiress on dangerous missions" she is smiling insincerely with exhausted eyes
fanfiction screenshot. it reads: The two women had stood alongside each other in Sora's mind for so long, she had begun to forget their differences. Texas had a good five inches of height over Lappland, and Lappland never looked so frail and so delicate as she did in Texas's broad, brutal hands. The sword fell from Lappland's limp fingers. Then Lappland's fist arced out and caught Texas square in the jaw. She dropped the other sword too, somehow forgetting it all in anger as they rained blows on each other, raw and bloody and beastly.
a screenshot of a google docs page count (42) and word count (15,850)
a drawing of a distraught man in a maga hat covered in medals that all read "FELL FOR IT AGAIN AWARD"
screenshot of a google doc, a fanfiction reading: "Mm-mm," Lappland said, shaking her head to pull it free. She leaned away from Sora. Then, thickly, "Side effects... the medicine." A thoughtful pause. "Rare one." Sora imagined they must look like quite a sight. Lappland covered in blood and Sora on the verge of tears, cleaning her face with a warm, wet hand towel. "I'm so sorry," she kept saying, even though Lappland reiterated that it wasn't her fault. "Let's stop for now. Okay? You shouldn't push it like this. Your body can't take—" It was only instinct and luck that kept her fingers intact when Lappland lunged forward, as far as her chains would allow, and ripped the hand towel out of her grasp. She spat it aside, snarling, "Don't fucking tell me what my body can take."
screencap of a fanfiction wip. it reads: “Another massage?” “No. I’m going to fuck you. By the time we land in Lungmen I’m going to fill every hole you have." Lappland got very quiet. “Sound good?” Sora prompted. "Even..." Lappland flicked one ear forward, trying very hard to sound both scandalized and unimaginably coquettish. “Even my ear hole?” Sora burst into laughter; Lappland settled back into her restraints, looking smug. “Okay.” Sora wiped a tear from her eye. “We'll start with the ears and work our way down.” Her ears perked up in shock, then flattened defensively. “You aren’t serious.” “I’m thorough!”
sora from arknights sitting on the edge of a piano
a scuba diver holds a small shark upside down, triggering tonic immobility
screencap of a tweet with the OP's name cropped out. it reads: "this is one of the reasons why i choose to write my romance and erotica not based on trends, but based on what I'd like to read more: feminine pleasure and enthusiastic consent. If only the ads in my mobile games would stop shoving omegaverse nonsense in my face. MY werewolves aren't like that"
A screencap of a fanfiction that reads: Then, abruptly, "I mean that's why I thought Akali was your girlfriend." (Urk.) Evelynn says absolutely nothing. Because, well, Akali is her girlfriend, but she's trying to do some damage control here and saying "actually sera! everyone is fucking her except you!" probably won't help + they haven't agreed yet if they want to let anyone know about their polycule situation Seraphine rests her face in her hands. "I thought you hated me because you could tell I had a crush on her. And I thought— I know it's stupid, but I thought— I don't know. I don't know what I'm even saying. I'm sorry." "Many people lose their head around their idols," Evelynn says, being shitty on purpose, and consoling her badly to make her mad. "I'm used to it." "Look, we have to go back up there in five and finish our jobs. Can you just give me a minute alone to get ahold of myself?" Evelynn considered that, then offered, "I can help you." "Oh. Okay?" Evelynn said, "You're not going to enjoy it." "Oh. Okay...?" Evelynn steps out, finds a sweating drink and plucks an ice cube from the cup. She sucks it clean as she steps back in, and corrals Sera against the sink. She leans back, gripping the sink behind her and gulping visibly and looking up to her. Evelynn rips out some paper towel (she's accustomed to people being nervous when she stands close to them) and wraps the icecube to it and puts it under Seraphine's eyes. "This will help them not look so puffy. Try to relax." Seraphine is just like "MMM..... MHMM....." (I'M NOT SAD ANYMORE, TRUE, BUT ALSO NOW I'M TRYING REALLY HARD NOT TO BE HORNY AS I HAVE ONLY PLATONIC RESPECT FOR EVELYNN )
(a screenshot of a fanfiction work in progress, reading) Seraphine screamed, short and pained and clipped. Mostly from shock, Renata was sure. It didn't hurt that much. She let Seraphine go as she curled up defensively. She clutched herself where Renata had stuck her, in the thick meaty part of her shoulder. "Renata! Ow!" "Temper temper," Renata sang. "How many doses do I need?" "Just three," she said, in the same lilting voice. Such was the danger of only having one lab rat. "If you'd known, you wouldn't have said yes." This part was half the fun. Of course further iterations would take patient satisfaction and dosage efficiency into consideration. It wasn't Renata's fault being this early in development meant things were going to get a little bloody.
“The good boyfriend loves girl with all his heart. He not afraid to point to girl in front of hisfriends and to says “that’s her”. “That’s the puppet master that cursed my dick.” source is everyteenagers on tumblr
An image of Michelle Yeoh in her role as Florence from the film Gunpowder Milkshake. She js wearing a green button up shirt, a vest, and dark green pants. Her face and neck are splattered with blood.
a picture of a cat resting his chin on the lower frame of a wooden chair