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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Poor Padme. She just needs guidance from an older mentor figure.

DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Or you can jump right to the last chapter: chyoa.com/chapter/Even... If you want to read about a princess pegging a dragon with his own tail.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

You can check it out from the start at: chyoa.com/story/I-Was-... Or: archiveofourown.org/works/630022...

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

I really enjoy the Vakenroth/Valentina dynamic. But also, and just as importantly... SmallDom is hot. And I haven't seen anyone do SmallDom on Dragon before.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

If anyone has any recommendations for Villainess stories or manhwas, I'd love to hear them, especially spicy ones. No matter what changes I make to the story, it's staying erotic, and monsterfucking with its focus.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Ultimately, the entire story is starting to shift closer to a Villainess manhwa. And now that I realize it, I might make some shifts to the story with that in mind. I might even redo it from the start, lessening what LitRPG elements I already have.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

If you spent all your life confined and limited and weak, what would you do when suddenly that was no longer the case? Would you even recognize the woman you would become?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Yet, in the dragon's hoard she finds power. A belt that brings her great strength. And with that strength she is able to start acting. And if the princess has agency, to what end does she need a prince?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Goodness through expectation is not goodness innate. She is not necessarily the mold she was born into. And poured into other molds, she might assume new shapes. Have new thoughts in isolation of her upbringing.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

In a cage, she is finally free. Able to act and speak her own mind. Able to think her own thoughts. And her thoughts are not what she at first expected.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

In being spent, Valentina is finally free. She is still confined and threatened by death, but there is no more punishment or fate that she can be confined to. She no longer has to pretend to be good. Or weak. Or loyal.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Valentina is sacrificed to a Dragon. As a bride, as a slave, as property, her condition is intentionally blurry. But what do Dragons do? They covet and they hoard. They possess what they cannot use.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

This story is what happens when that doesn't work. When despite being good and kind, you are still sacrificed for your family's benefit. When you are denied your handsome prince because he never existed.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Beyond that, much of her kindness exists as a defensive mechanism. If she is seen as idealistic and foolish, she is less of a threat to her siblings, who are not above assassination and intimidation to gain the throne. Goodness is an attempt to be small.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

The dream of the good prince, she realizes in time, is the dream of agency. A handsome stranger who listens to her and then has the power to act upon her behalf. A dream of agency so buried in misogyny that it has to wear the mask of a man.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

She is trained as a political tool by her parents and tutors, but also recognizes that she exists to be traded away as a token of that very system. Her dreams of romance aren't just idle poetic fantasy, but a hunger to escape. To live outside the bondage of her birthright.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

I wanted monarchy to both be institutional oppression, but also the home of that sort of dreamy naïveté that princesses are often portrayed with. So with Valentina I combined them both.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

To remove the teeth from that institution waters down the setting and makes the common experience something unrecognizable. It risks having the rest of the setting as just the backdrop for Real House Wives of Camelot. Which might not be bad in itself, but it didn't feel right for this story.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Valentina is a Princess. And what sort of monster is that? From the start I didn't want to write her as just the Disney Princess archetype, that longing for a handsome prince that would rescue her. Monarchy is an oppressive institution, and princesses are part of that.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

The big problem I think, while I intended to write the dragon Vakenroth as monstrous and alien, so far he has been the less compelling of the two characters. Sure, he murders and tortures people like a cat would if it was of size. But what is that compared to royalty?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

I've been working on a big story "I Was a Princess Abducted by a Dragon, but I Used His Treasure Hoard to Dominate Him" for a while now. It was intended to be a LitRPG #Monsterfucker story where a big dragon gets dominated by a small princess. But it has evolved out of control since then.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

I'm trying out Bluesky again. I'm still trying to learn to best use it. I was on mastodon for a while on another penname, and I'm still getting used to the differences. The big difference so far seems to be tags are less important. I'd appreciate any advice.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Oof. The whole "Is it noble self-sacrifice or self-loathing?" bit resonates more than I'd like.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Princess Valentina realized that she never actually wanted a handsome prince. What she wanted was someone who would listen to her, but had the power to act upon her behalf. All of her romantic dreams were actually a demand for agency when she couldn't imagine having power for herself.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

Is there any cyberware that really jumps out to you more than the rest?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

Is she made of different people? Or was she taken apart and then put back together?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

I've been doing a longer Princess/Dragon story, and while the dragon himself is interesting, I think the Princess has become the standout character. Just exploring the monstrous and alien nature of royalty itself and the contradictions within.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

While physical features like teeth, tails and horns can be quite nice, I think the mental jumps out all the more, at least for a longer story. What is the mindset of something inhuman? How do they interact with the world differently? And what does that reveal about ourselves by contrast?

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 19/06/2025

Any good recommendations for Monsterfucker Romance? I've read (and written) a good amount of erotica, but I'm wanting to branch out.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 26/11/2024

Excerpt from: archiveofourown.org/works/59042857 The Orc and Her Waterboy What do orcs dream of? Cute men trapped in drainage ditches, of course. #Ao3, #fanfiction, #NSFW, #Monsterfucker, #OrcDom, #Femdom, #malesub, #DiErotes,

The fantasy continued, with Elwin stuck in the rough stonework, face down in the drainage ditch. His arms were braced in the muck to raise his head above the inch of water. He didn't want to drown, not here like this.

He could hear the orc moving closer. Elwin could smell her blood-soaked arousal. He could feel her heat. And finally, he felt her touch. A large, unyielding hand grabbing his calf and running across it, groping him through his threadbare trousers. She squeezed and prodded, to assess a piece of meat.

Her meat.

"You'll do." She assessed with a laugh. She started to tug on his leg to pull Elwin free from the ditch, but noticed some slight resistance.

"Oh? All stuck and helpless? How unfortunate." She purred, dragging her hand slowly up his leg, dragging her fingers across the muscles, the tendons, all the connecting parts, along the back of his knee and then up along his thigh.

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DiErotes 🔞 @dierotes.bsky.social · 25/11/2024

Excerpt from: archiveofourown.org/works/58532560 Why does the Ikea Labyrinth have a Minotaur? The labyrinth is not a prison, or a place of punishment, but an act of pilgrimage. In this case, wisdom comes through depraved womb-fucking. #AO3, #Fanfiction, #NSFW, #Minotaur

"Most guests are confused by the labyrinth." Lord helpfully explained while pushing up between Erin's slight breasts, leaving her speechless. "The necessity of a labyrinth in a furniture store aside, the labyrinth is not a place of punishment, or even imprisonment." Erin blinked, not understanding at all, starting down into that flared tip of the cock, the whole monstrous thing seemingly as long as her torso, if not even longer. She brought her arms up mesmerized, wrapping them about her Lord's cock, holding tight, trying to give just that much more stimulation.

The cock seemed to wink at her, and so she extended her tongue out, tracing along the cockslit, tasting that salty forbidden fluid, like an immediate high to her brain. "I..." She tried to say before lapping again.

"It is an act of pilgrimage, in symbol and in act. To walk to the center, to trace the steps of those who came before. To find yourself at journey's end."

Erin blinked, looking up from that cock, confused. "Do you always talk?" She asked before pressing her face against that tip, eagerly smothering herself in that ever flowing precum, thicker and richer than any of the few men she had been with.

"Yes. It gets lonely." Lord said with a sigh. "But we can talk more after your ache is cured." He said, petting her once again with that large hand, smearing precum through her hair, her hair tie now thoroughly lost somewhere in the showroom.

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