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LIGHTWORKER Tell me there's another. A collab.

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Another year, another boyfriend in deep peril. Heehee.

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Fan art. Norren and Gwin from the VN Echoes From Valeth by @blakenfen.bsky.social

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Imagine being stuck next to this Dumb Fatty on a 12 hour flight!

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He fucked me the way I wanted. He could tell. My kind sweet perfect bunny. Did that for me. Must have been hard for him. I'm so lucky. I've never felt that good, that wanted. That's as good as it gets. Why do I still feel so sad? He deserves better. I'm just broken, aren't I? Forever.

At this wildlife sanctuary you can have an up-close meeting with some of the animals! When this overseas dingo visited his ancestral homeland he got to meet an earlier stage of his genus. It's amazing what evolution can do, isn't it? @blakenfen.bsky.social

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I’ll keep beating your heart until I break it. www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuhU...

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Owen was a plump jiggling whimpering orgasm machine that soaked up abuse and oozed pleasure back out. It all just felt so fucking good. The more Ben tried to hate Owen, the harder he was to hate.

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Dasher Slash @dasherslash.bsky.social · 13/10/2025

Ben cums, and he tells himself it's for a purpose. He cums again. His gooey brain says it's part of a grander plan. He cums again. And it's getting hard to remember what the purpose was. He cums again. And a tiny part locked away inside of him is scared of how good it feels. And he cums again.

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Sorry I'm just pathologically homosexual

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Dasher Slash @dasherslash.bsky.social · 28/09/2025

They actually scream and beg at me through tears to let them out of the sexual hellscape that is my mind but I am just the Jack Nicholson nodding yes gif

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Dasher Slash @dasherslash.bsky.social · 28/09/2025

With all this talk about bluesky content terms, I just want to make it clear that not a single one of my characters has ever consented to anything that has ever happened to them, thank you

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POV: You're Owen's bf but you're actually a kind person and he's happy.

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Ben can't stop cumming. His bed is a mess of liquids from their dicks and the sweat pouring down their wet slapping bodies. He expects Owen to give up like the wimp he is. Collapse. Crawl away. But the otter's mind soaks up every piece of abuse, every smack, every pang of pain, every cruel word.

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Sometimes, listening to his feminine boyfriend whimper and moan, watching him tremble in fear and sniffle in despair, and staring at his gigantic marshmallowy ass, the hare couldn't think about much other than cumming his brains out. And then cumming again. And again. And again.

The method underlying Ben's madness was at times tenuous, and sometimes it was easy to forget why he was doing what he was doing. Ben was an unstoppable force and yet Owen was soft and jiggly and plump and fragile and scared enough to take every blow.

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The walls in Owen's mind crumbled. They weren't strong to start with. His parents never taught him how to build. It didn't take much more than a cock to crack them to the base, but it was the words that truly brought them down.

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More Benji. Non-canon. Drawn for supporters.

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Non-canon alt-universe power-tripping even-bigger-dicked black Ben I drew for supporters elsewhere.

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Unfortunately, being my boyfriend destines you to be collateral in some bigger badder bastard's sexual conquest, and man, some of the studs I flirt with behind your back are real sick fucks. I can't help it. * Samples of a cockfucking series I did for Ambrose you can find in full elsewhere.

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'This is what I'm made for', Owen thought. 'Taking dick and not complaining. This is my place. I'm lucky. If I don't like it it's only because I forgot my place. Because I'm stupid. Ben knows me better than I do. Knows my body better than I do. And it does feel good. My body likes it. Loves it'.

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Owen started to realise he was so stupid that Ben even knew what to do with Owen's body better than the otter did. Even when his head was throbbing, his lungs were screaming, and his heart was fracturing. Maybe he couldn't trust the pain in his heart either. Ben was right. Ben was always right.

What a curious sense of relief it was that came with being given something much worse, much bigger to worry about, than a breaking heart.

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An old part of Owen's brain, a young part that was frozen in time, knew, of course, that if anything was wrong, he was the one at fault. There was a relief that came with knowing nothing had changed. He was too fucking stupid to figure it out himself, but at least Ben hadn't discarded him yet.

It felt right for Ben, too. Looking at that face next to his penis... he knew which was more important to him.

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With a chest full of pain and a nose full of ethanol, Owen knelt beneath the one person in the world who was kind and generous enough to put up with him. Aimless, directionless, and hopeless, being bossed around felt purposeful. Right. If not happiness, he deserved that, at least.

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So stupid. He should be grateful. He was lucky. So lucky. To be so pathetic he deserved nothing, but still have a perfect boyfriend like Ben.

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The otter spills his bleeding heart all over the floor in front of his boyfriend, even while he cringes over how irrational and neurotic he sounds. He should be brave enough, strong enough, to settle the pain himself, but he can't bear it anymore. "I'm sorry if I sound stupid".

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A pressurised heart rips open and vulnerability bleeds out, and he is a scared little boy in a big adult body. It wouldn't take a surgeon to repair the wound, just a gentle hand holding it.

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