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certified freak (of light)
@jumbocactpot.bsky.social
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“not unless everyone gets real cool about a bunch of stuff really quickly”

• for bsky users 18 & up (aka minors do NOT interact)
• NSFW musings + gposes
• stuff i wouldn’t say on main
• and so much more!
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jumbocactpot.bsky.social
me: “i have a 30 page paper due tomorrow.”

also me: “may i offer you all a short 353 words of overstimulation ft. mari & fino?”
“Pfft, please. I should be given accolades in my acting the way I have to pretend in our bed. I don’t believe there is a single man in Sharlayan fit to please a woman, nevermind my husband.” These are words that one of the other well-to-do ladies of Sharlayan’s upper class had shared over a far too lengthy afternoon tea. These words, though surely true to the woman who spoke them, were distinctly debunked in the private quarters of ——— and ———‘s bedroom. She can’t quite remember what number orgasm she’s on — only that she’s experienced enough that her head is spinning like the way his tongue circles her clit. “———…” She groans out, short of breath as he often leaves her. “I can’t…feels too good…too much.” She adds on, his finger entering her as she does so. “Hush, darling. You know that I reject the concept of too much of a good thing.” He hums against her folds, the vibration shooting sparks up her body. His movements inside her are languid and sweet despite the way a tone of teasing laces in his words. “Unless you mean to bring me to heel with a simple word, and you always may, I would like to taste your release on my tongue a final time tonight.” He punctuates the end of his statement by pulling his fingers from inside of her, only to gift her with the dragging of his tongue against her slit — his hands gripping at her thighs. “One more.” She whimpers out as her hands move from the sheets to the top of his skull, her fingers tangled in his hair. He smiles against her dripping heat, his ministrations against her increasing in speed. As her legs shake, toes curl, and every possible moan is pulled from her lips, she finds herself harkening back to the words the woman shared with her the other afternoon. Though never one to brag, she is thoroughly reminded that there is, in fact, at least one single Sharlayan man fit to please a woman — again, and again, and again until she is all but spent.
November 13, 2025 at 12:23 AM
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fun fact: i saw this post back in march and gposed the below image in *hushed* secrets !!!!

(this was my first mari and fino nsfw gpose and you can tell cause she still had long nails, eyeliner, and no c+ face!!!)
a gpose of mari and fino in the tural inn rooms in the middle of the night - she is straddling him as she leans her head into his neck while he does the same (he’s kissing her neck!!). his arms are around her tightly, while she holds on at the shoulders
November 11, 2025 at 7:47 PM
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cal/yx told me he isn't feeling good btw
a gpose of cal/yx with the most DIABOLICAL neckseam
November 11, 2025 at 12:49 AM
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happy #いいおっぱいの日 to mari (and also early good dick day to fino i GUESS!!!)
a POV shot from fino’s perspective. his dick his in between mari’s boobs as she holds them together for him to fuck them. he is cumming on her chest as she looks up at him with hooded eyes and a slight smile (she’s dickmatized idk!!!)
November 9, 2025 at 12:02 AM
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i like that i block out mari and fino’s names but not fourchenault’s or their ENTIRE family last name

i am so slick and normal 🫶🏻
"If you're going to be the heir to this family, I expect you to act like it." Fourchenault breathed out, his hands on ——— shoulders as he pushed him into the edge of his and Ameliance's bed. “———...” stuttered out, his eyes grazing over her bare form, her arms pulled into a restraint above her head. He's worried for her, the way her lip quivers as her eyes meet his. There is every intention to turn to his father, to demand him to explain exactly what prompted him to do this to her. To him. "Father, what is —" He is pushed further, his clothed body toppling across naked one. "Show me how you fuck her. Show me that you can bring another generation of Leveilleurs." Fourchenault almost hisses as he walks around the side of the bed, his hands moving to check the restraints around ———' wrists. "Show me now, or else I'll have no choice but to assume you do not know and need me to demonstrate." He adds, his eyes expectant - goading even.
November 7, 2025 at 3:36 AM
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slamming “oral fixation mari” on your metaphorical desks as a present to both you AND me
a edited horizontal gpose of mari and fino in their mid 20s - she is bent over a desk is an sharlayan looking room (maybe his bed room back at the estate!!??) and is propping herself up on her forearms as she looks back at him with furrowed brows and glazed over eyes. one of his hands is gripping her waist as the other is busy sticking his index and middle finger in her mouth, his thumb against her cheek. he has a bit of a cocky expression on his face (good for him) as his eyes shut in pleasure. please rest assured, his dick is in her !!!
November 6, 2025 at 4:49 AM
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good morning jumbocactpot nation i have slept and this line from the most recent release from the vault goes absolutely insane i think!!!!
Twelve thank you for his fingers, she thinks to herself as her body twists in pleasure, his free hand still caressing at her breast. The feeling is new to her - the most she ever explored her own body was a cursory brush of skin before shoving the need deep into the backs of her mind - and sentimentally, she's happy that she gets to learn with him.
November 5, 2025 at 1:30 PM
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in case anyone was wondering this was what i last saw before i got hit by the great DDOS war of the past hour and a half

(i need to make his dick either bigger or wider and i cannot decide which is better!!!)
a screenshot of an naked elezen with his entire erect dick out. based on the shadow behind him, you can see it is fino (adult version!)
November 5, 2025 at 5:37 AM
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🗣️ NEW FROM THE VAULT 🗣️

the dawntrail hot springs fic: NSFW edition
a screenshot from archive of our own title: a new way to relax summary: “That almost sounds like you intend to concede in your attempts to try.” ------- muttered against her hair, his arms firmly wrapped around her. “Strong as you may be, you will not be breaking free from my hold until we can agree you’ve had sufficient rest.” He adds on, a smile cutting through the otherwise strict phrase. (everyone say thank you to ------- canonically asking the wol to go to the hot springs in urqopacha !!!!!)
November 5, 2025 at 1:25 AM
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everyone clap for the asexual trying to write a sex scene !!!!
a screenshot from a google search that says “is it dangerous to finger yourself in water”
November 4, 2025 at 8:28 PM
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i’m too embarrassed to post the full picture but snippets from the blowjob pose 🫶🏻
a close up of fino gritting his teeth in pleasure a close up of mari with her lips around fino’s dick — one hand around the base of him while the other holds his thigh a close up of fino propping himself up, showing his hair that is cascading down his back a close up of fino’s thigh covering mari’s body, the curve of her back highlighted
November 3, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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2/2
"So I did good, then?" ——— asked sheepishly as she fiddled with her fingers. ———'s jaw fell slack before he lunged forward, sweeping her into his arms as he pressed a searing kiss to her lips, the taste of his cum still fresh. She seemed to melt into his kiss, and he was more than happy to hold her tighter against his chest. With sweaty bangs and labored breaths, presses his forehead her own. "Unbelievable is more like it." His words are soft, gentle and amazed all in one. His hands run up along her sides, and he doesn't know what he did to deserve her nevermind the indulgence he was just given. He pulls away, a string of apologies and 'can you ever forgive me's ready on his tongue. Before he can offer them, he feels ———'arms wrap around his core, pushing the both of them back into sheets. His hand comes up to caress her hair, gently undoing any of the knots he may have caused. He isn't sure how he got so lucky, and he knows better than to ask. Instead, he opts to hold her closer. "I love you, ———" He whispers, and a warmth spreads through him when he feels her smile against his chest. "I love you too, ———" She replies, her words sealing the rest of their morning to this embrace alone, just the two of them.
November 3, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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1/2
Neither of them were quite sure where all their clothes had gone — perhaps the Turali heat causing them to shed them in their sleep. found he didn't care for the reason why and opted to focus on the scene unfolding in front of him. Covered with nothing but the rays of the morning sun was her. His Northern Star. His cherished partner. His devoted girlfriend. His ———. If it were not for the way she slotted her upper body between his legs, he would have happily spent the next Moon gazing at her. Now, he finds himself acutely aware of everything but her, his eyes flickering to the door of their cabin to confirm it was locked. “———?" Her breath is warm against his exposed cock, and he realized just how close she has gotten to him. "Yes.?" He swallows around the word, his fingers clenching into white knuckled fists. ———'gaze briefly falls, a not-so-slight flush on her cheeks, before she raises her eyes to lock with his own. "I want to try and make you feel good." She says, the words are more of a statement than an inquiry of interest. He fully believes that with the way his teeth are clenched, he might just chip a tooth. Squeezing his eyes tight, a small wrinkle across his face, he moves one of his hands to cup ———' cheek. "You do not need to do that. I feel good just having you by m-" His well meaning retort is interrupted by the feeling of her cheek nuzzling against the side of his length. "…..So you don't want me to do this sort of thing?" She asks, her voice soft and laced with the subtlest bit of insecurity. He thinks himself a selfish man, it shows in the way he does not attempt to stop the way she presses his hardened cock against her face. Her free hand ghosts over him, one of her fingers tracing the veins that litter his length. "I do..." He whispers, his hips bucking involuntarily, causing her lips to graze slightly across his length. Through narrowed eyes, he can see the way the gears turn in her mind, the way that she is considering every possibility all in the name of deciding her next move. It seems his skills of diplomacy have rubbed off on her, as instead of an action, she uses just one singular word against him. "Please...?" She asks, her eyes widened and her pupils blown out, and he cannot think of a world in which he could dare to say no to her. Wordlessly, his freehand maneuvers to the base of his cock, guiding it gently to press his tip against her lips. Her eyes are off of him again, much more interesting in the bedding despite the way she keeps her lips pressed against him. "I've never done this before." She admits, her words murmured. He is not surprised — when would either of them had the time for such trysts? Even if they did, he feels the little egotistical demon in him pointing out that if they had the time for it, it would have been with him and him alone. "I also have never done anything like this before. You are my first, in this and in all things." He whispers, reassurance at the forefront of his words. Before he can remind her that she did not have to do this, not if she wasn't ready, her lips wrap around his tip and her tongue swirls gently around him. He doesn't know what takes over him, but his hand that once resided at the base of his cock is now flat against the top of her head. It takes every ilm of his self control to not press down like some crude schoolboy, his fingers flexing against her hair. With a labored breath, he tips his head upward with hooded eyes trailed on her visage - mix of guilt and admiration blossoming in his chest. "Can you...deeper..." He mutters through gritted teeth. His heart almost leaps from his chest when his cock slips from her lips and she nods at him, a determined look underneath her otherwise glossy eyes. With a renewed vigor, he feels the wet heat of her mouth wrap around his length at a steady pace. It's exploratory the way she presses on, an adventurer in all things, even this. As the flat of her tongue presses against the underside of his cock, a sharp gasp escapes his lips and he thrusts inside her mouth again. He should feel bad, he thinks. The sound of her gagging on his length that he thrust into her throat should sound like nails on a chalkboard to him. It should make him want to stop. To check on her and make sure she is well. He would rather drown in the oceans just outside their cabin doors than stop now. If there was any chance of him pulling away from her, it died when he looked down at her. In his attempts to gauge if she was uncomfortable, upset, or in any way shape or form undesiring, the only thing he could see was the same focused look from mere moments ago. "You..." He huffs out, letting his free hand grip lightly at her forearm. "You must tell me if you want to stop." He says through gritted teeth, unable to stop the shallow thrusts of his hips. When she looks up at him, her gaze refocused from his pelvis to his eyes, he swears the world spins. There is a small curl of a smile on her stretched lips and the most undeniable look of love in her eyes. He must trust that she'll stop him if he is too much. That she is more than capable of deciding what she wants to do, even in matters such as this. The motions are sloppy and poorly paced at first. There isn't a rhythm to the way he ruts into her mouth, and it seems that every time he snaps his hips forward, she pulls away. With each mistaken moment, they each get better at predicting the other. He sees the way a subtle confidence grows in ———' actions. It is proven by the way she takes her free hand and gently caresses at his balls. With a sharp hiss, his hand that was lightly pressed against the top of her head becomes tangled in her hair as he attempts to ground himself. “———..." He breathes out, her name spoken in reverence and devotion alone. "I...I'm going to..." He stumbles over his words, the grip on her hair tightening. He has every intention of pulling out of her mouth, to awkwardly stagger to the washroom to finish himself off. To not sully her any more than he already has. Intention is only half the metaphorical battle, as before he can move otherwise, it is a hard suck on the tip of his cock that has him lurching forward, pulling her by the hair so her lips pressed flush against him, and spending himself on her tongue. His breath is short as his cock twitches inside the warm heat of her mouth, neither party moving an ilm. As he softens, he also comes back down to reality. A mortified reality in which he now must face what he assumes to be unavoidable consequences for taking more than she must have intended to give. He gently pulls himself from her, stealing himself before making eye contact with her. What he expects is a look of shock at best, or a look of horror at worst. What he did not anticipate was the soft smile she gave him, accompanied by a pretty flush that crawled up her neck all the way to the apples of her cheeks.
November 3, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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friend: "what if fino is too turned on to undo ribbons"

me, while proceeding to not really execute it: “great idea"
a screenshot of text: His hands are shaking so visibly that it is almost embarrassing. A long day of Ishgardian political diatribe behind him - in front of him is his fiancee bare save for strikingly well placed ribbons of cream and gold. "How was your day….." If it weren't for the way her voice shakes similarly to his hands, he would find her words oddly casual for the circumstances. He settles on his knees in front of her, his hands gentle against her upper arms. "I cannot seem to remember at the moment." He responds breathlessly and it does not escape his notice the way her lips turn upward in delight. Her body shifts into his own, the ribbons barely able to contain her breasts that threaten to slip from their decorative cover. "I missed you all day." His heart aches and his grip around her upper arm tightens ever-so-slightly. It's implied that her 'missing him' is why she has donned such attire for him. "I know we aren't done with our business in Ishgard, but..." She begins in hushed whispers, the crackle of the flames behind her mixing with her words. "...I thought you deserved a present for your hard work." Her eyes - hazed with desire in ways he used to dream of as a boy - meet his and it's instinct the way he sweeps her into his arms, their lips connecting with ease. As their bodies press against each other, he can feel the way that the ribbons slowly slip from their careful placements. His eyelids are heavy as he peers down at her chest, his lips not leaving her own - the peek of the pinks of her nipples makes his head spin. ..." She whimpers out, her hands pulling at his own. "How much longer are you going to wait to open your present?" The question is both encouraging and apprehensive at the same time, her normally flushed cheeks even more so. "Paitiance, darling..." He soothes, a small grin pulling at his lips. "...I want to take my time with such a gift." He explains, his nose nuzzling against her neck. She huffs out in fained frustration, her hips jutting against his own. His words are partially true, never one to lie, especially to her. He lays her out against the carpet below them, his eyes raking over her form as his hands find themselves shaking again. The bow at her chest calls to him - begging to be undone, just like her.
November 3, 2025 at 8:44 PM
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re: rope bunny mari

mostly incorrect but i cannot deny she would bite for a “wearing nothing but ribbons” look
a solo gpose of mari wrapped in white ribbon with gold trim. she is giving the viewer (fino….) a bashful look as her hand gently caresses her neck. there is a fireplace behind her
November 3, 2025 at 7:07 PM
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mari and fino respectively ehehe

(its not 100% accurate but it was interesting to look at eheheh)
Result ID: QtwkTSXf 100% Submissive More info 79% Rope bunny More info 77% Degradee More info 69% Brat More info 68% Masochist More info 64% Vanilla More info 62% Primal (Prey) More info 50% Experimentalist More info 42% Little More info 23% Exhibitionist More info 12% Slave More info 8% Ageplayer More info 5% Non-monogamist More info 2% Pet More info 0% Daddy/Mommy More info 0% Rigger More info 0% Brat tamer More info 0% Degrader More info 0% Dominant More info 0% Master/Mistress More info 0% Owner More info 0% Primal (Hunter) More info 0% Sadist More info 0% Switch More info 0% Voyeur More info Result ID: Rn53QYxk 93% Dominant More info 87% Vanilla More info 65% Brat tamer More info 65% Daddy/Mommy More info 52% Rigger More info 34% Degrader More info 19% Switch More info 18% Experimentalist More info 15% Master/Mistress More info 13% Owner More info 9% Masochist More info 9% Primal (Hunter) More info 8% Submissive More info 7% Brat More info 5% Sadist More info 2% Rope bunny More info 1% Pet More info 0% Ageplayer More info 0% Degradee More info 0% Little More info 0% Non-monogamist More info 0% Primal (Prey) More info 0% Slave More info 0% Voyeur More info 0% Exhibitionist More info
November 3, 2025 at 6:36 AM
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miss rivi in the prettiest lingerie just makes sense !!! hottest alchemist on the source title goes to HER !!!!!
a horizontal edited gpose of rivi (an elezen woman with wavy blonde hair, tan skin, and freckles) she is wearing pastel pink lingerie and she is crawling on a table while looking at the viewer (nidhana….) with desire
November 3, 2025 at 4:39 AM
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“don’t like? don’t read.”

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mari & fino are in a bedroom (on their wedding night!) he is sitting propped up against the pillows as she straddles him (his dick is in her in case you were wondering!) one of his hands is on the small of her back while the other is around her upper arm. one of her hands is on his shoulder and the other is cupping his face mari’s face is turned away from the camera while fino’s face is mostly visable but partially obscured by his bangs. you can barely see his closed eyes as his lips are partially parted in pleasure
November 2, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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just know that the full image of this goes insane !!!! it should have been put in the louvre !!!!!
a zoomed in screenshot from a much larger gpose. fino is KISSIN on mari’s neck and as you can tell by her open mouth, she is enjoying it!! wonder what else he is doing…use your imagination
November 1, 2025 at 9:50 PM
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okay last dome au for the day !!!! she is the size of 3 apples and he is many many apples 😳
a landscape gpose of a fanon adult alphinaud holding amaris (a midlander girl) over his shoulder as one of his hands is on the back of her thigh and the other is on her entire ass cheek!!!! he is glaring at the camera while amaris is looking back at him with a DROPPED JAW!!!
October 30, 2025 at 2:49 AM
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remember when reading dome au, this is what alphinaud looks like 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
a AU fanon design of an adult alphinaud. he is in a dark blue sci-fi coat with a fur collar. his hair is in a long braided ponytail and he is sneering off to the side
October 30, 2025 at 1:51 AM
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🗣️ live from my google docs account for the first time performing in public...the Dome AU 🗣️
a screenshot of AO3 that reads title: where lightning has striken twice author: minicactpot summary: what if alphinaud got on the train to yyasulani to try to meet with amaris (my wol) & erenville, thinking they were already there? what if he got trapped inside of the dome, separated from his loved ones and forced to adapt? what if what started as a one-off attempt to write PWP turned into something terribly fleshed out in my mind? this is a collection of works from the Dome AU set in a loose order from piece to piece with ZERO context - each chapter will contain content warnings as needed - dedicated to those who will freak it with me <3
October 30, 2025 at 1:34 AM