hello, new pinned tweet 💌 ! this is to let people know that i post things like shota, (pseudo)incest, and noncon. i don't warn unless it's for watersports, so please take care! please have something in your bio that indicates you're over 18 or i will block. thank you!

do you guys think dick would steal jason's underwear. he huffs them while jerking off. ones sitting in the laundry basket, ones folder up in the drawer, it doesn't matter. he opportunistic.

anyway. jason keeps getting knotted and fucked until he's got a little bulge in his belly from all the cum. he's a drooling, twitching mess at the end, but bruce and dick successfully bred him. now... who's the dad...

dick's scent turns slightly burnt. he turns to smile at bruce, all teeth. "don't be so sure." back to jason. "i think you were made for me, little wing. your pussy is so perfect."

jason gasps as dick slides in, thighs trembling as some of bruce's cum leaks out around dick's cock. "m'gonna get pregnant," he slurs. "that's the plan." dick places a hand right where jason's womb is. "i hope it's mine." bruce speaks, "it won't be."

after what feels like hours, bruce finally pulls out, knot fully deflated. a rush of cum follows. jason grimaces, sniffling. gross. "it's my turn now, little wing!" dick says, sounding far too cheerful. he leans down and presses a kiss on jason's cheek.

"be gentler with him, will you?" dick's voice sounds from... somewhere. jason doesn't know. his head is swimming and his entire body feels raw. he's too sensitive, body too desperate. "don't want him breaking before i have my fun." bruce grunts.

���—————— "bruce!" jason sobs as he cums for the nth time around bruce's cock, thick knot buried inside of him. bruce won't stop circling his clit, forcing him to cum over and over again. he grits his teeth as tears stream down his face. "i can't!"

he revs up his motorcycle and makes a beeline for the cave. he should've known they'd pull some shit like this. well, they're about to get a piece of his mind and maybe a few bruises in unsavory places.

a vicious cramp makes him yelp in surprise. his inner thighs dampen. oh. oh, shit. those fuckers.

it starts to get a bit too warm. maybe it's the jacket? weird. it's nearly winter. (an alpha sniffs around him for too long and he snaps at them. their eyes go wide and they scurry away.)

so, placebo. he pops what he believes is a regular suppressant pill and goes about his day. a mild headache creeps up on him about halfway through his patrol, but he chalks it up to dehydration. he's been slacking in that department.

want their life to revolve around their alpha and the eventual pups they'd pop out? obviously this rebellion is a silent cry for help. he wants to be pupped. he wants to be shown how to be a proper 'mega. he knows he's dangerous and he wants to be tamed.

everyone's faces. he gets to show young omegas that they don't have to roll over and take shit and he gets to knock holier-than-thou alphas down a peg. unfortunately, his behavior is perceived as "reckless" and "self-destructive." what kind of defective omega doesn't —

⚠️ omegaverse been thinking recently about alphas bruce and dick replacing jason's heat suppressants with a placebo. it's not that jason's ashamed of being an omega—far from it. he thinks it's pretty fun to flaunt his total disregard for societal expectations in —

but on the other hand, tmblr makes it so that i don't have to fight with this site's character limit and i could actually format text. this is difficult...!

i'm trying to think whether strawpage or tmblr would be easier if i ever got back into doing requests. on one hand, sw makes it easier because then people don't have to go to a different site to view content. it'll all be on this site.

IM IN TEARS

@goyangi_yah I could only imagine it that way lol

i genuinely wonder how many typos have slipped through the cracks because i suck so much at rereading my stuff... i get embarrassed...

noticed a typo in one of my threads and now i have to see it in my activity every time, taunting me, vexing me...