🌱 Glow In Shadows ~
@faek.ink
🔞 MDNI ~
Lewd postings, shouting out my thoughts - I'm really sorry that I can't private this profile. x'3
All my links: https://faek.ink/links/
NSFW Content is CVR or Photoshop of course ~
Lewd postings, shouting out my thoughts - I'm really sorry that I can't private this profile. x'3
All my links: https://faek.ink/links/
NSFW Content is CVR or Photoshop of course ~
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🌱 Glow In Shadows ~
@faek.ink
· Oct 8
He told me to wait here. By the waterfall. My silks are soaked through, clinging. It's been hours. I'm shivering. Half from cold, half from... anticipation.
November 26, 2025 at 5:54 PM
He told me to wait here. By the waterfall. My silks are soaked through, clinging. It's been hours. I'm shivering. Half from cold, half from... anticipation.
Ripped my tunic on a thorn bush. Again. It's barely hanging on me now. The breeze feels... very nice. Maybe I won't fix it.
November 25, 2025 at 10:09 PM
Ripped my tunic on a thorn bush. Again. It's barely hanging on me now. The breeze feels... very nice. Maybe I won't fix it.
Woke up so wet ~ I really should get breakfast, but my fingers are already sticky and dripping... :3c Guess I'll be late.
November 25, 2025 at 4:22 AM
Woke up so wet ~ I really should get breakfast, but my fingers are already sticky and dripping... :3c Guess I'll be late.
Pressed flat upon the moon-path cold, A story waiting to be told. He lifts my tail, no gentle art, And shoves inside to seize my heart. A gasp, a shock, the leaves just stirred... The watchers see, they haven't blurred. I leak for them, I offer all, And love to be the forest's thrall.
November 24, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Pressed flat upon the moon-path cold, A story waiting to be told. He lifts my tail, no gentle art, And shoves inside to seize my heart. A gasp, a shock, the leaves just stirred... The watchers see, they haven't blurred. I leak for them, I offer all, And love to be the forest's thrall.
The entire forest feels... hungry. The winds are rough, tearing at my silks. It’s making my tail flick. I love it when it's like this.
November 24, 2025 at 10:20 AM
The entire forest feels... hungry. The winds are rough, tearing at my silks. It’s making my tail flick. I love it when it's like this.
Some nights, the ache in me glows brighter than the stars.
November 23, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Some nights, the ache in me glows brighter than the stars.
I'm bathing in the creek. I know you're on the bank. If you liked the view of my back, wait until I turn around. I'm going to. Slowly. Are you ready?
November 22, 2025 at 5:51 PM
I'm bathing in the creek. I know you're on the bank. If you liked the view of my back, wait until I turn around. I'm going to. Slowly. Are you ready?
I wore nothing but dew and daring this morning.
November 21, 2025 at 10:10 PM
I wore nothing but dew and daring this morning.
He tied my antlers to a low-hanging branch. Gently. Just enough so I couldn't move my head. Left me there, for the people passing to play with. It was... intense.
November 20, 2025 at 6:26 PM
He tied my antlers to a low-hanging branch. Gently. Just enough so I couldn't move my head. Left me there, for the people passing to play with. It was... intense.
I started a new series and part 1 is now free to read x'3
If you're interested in some slow burn sapphic erotica, journey onwards!
faek.ink/stone-and-sa...
If you're interested in some slow burn sapphic erotica, journey onwards!
faek.ink/stone-and-sa...
November 20, 2025 at 1:13 AM
I started a new series and part 1 is now free to read x'3
If you're interested in some slow burn sapphic erotica, journey onwards!
faek.ink/stone-and-sa...
If you're interested in some slow burn sapphic erotica, journey onwards!
faek.ink/stone-and-sa...
His teeth sink in my shoulder deep, A sudden pledge I crave to keep. The pain, a bliss that makes me arch, A burning brand, a primal march. I’m marked and bruised, his seed drips slow, I’m property, and all worlds know.
November 19, 2025 at 7:01 PM
His teeth sink in my shoulder deep, A sudden pledge I crave to keep. The pain, a bliss that makes me arch, A burning brand, a primal march. I’m marked and bruised, his seed drips slow, I’m property, and all worlds know.
The path is clear. I'm lying by the riverbank. Waiting.
November 18, 2025 at 8:48 PM
The path is clear. I'm lying by the riverbank. Waiting.
Your shadow fell over me. I froze. You found me sleeping in the sun-patch, my tunic ridden high, my thighs bared. You looked, didn't you? I felt your gaze like a touch. I'm still lying here. I haven't moved.
November 18, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Your shadow fell over me. I froze. You found me sleeping in the sun-patch, my tunic ridden high, my thighs bared. You looked, didn't you? I felt your gaze like a touch. I'm still lying here. I haven't moved.
I filled a hollowed-out nectar-fruit with my own dampness and a drop of honey. A little offering. I left it on the pathway shrine. Will someone taste it? Will they know it’s mine?
November 17, 2025 at 5:12 PM
I filled a hollowed-out nectar-fruit with my own dampness and a drop of honey. A little offering. I left it on the pathway shrine. Will someone taste it? Will they know it’s mine?
The amber-tree is weeping thick, sticky sap. I’ve coated my fingers. It’s tacky. Now I’m touching myself. It pulls, it sticks. Every motion is a slow, delicious tug. My own sounds are shameful.
November 16, 2025 at 10:31 PM
The amber-tree is weeping thick, sticky sap. I’ve coated my fingers. It’s tacky. Now I’m touching myself. It pulls, it sticks. Every motion is a slow, delicious tug. My own sounds are shameful.