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I think it’s fairly obvious I haven’t been active over here in a bit, and while I hate to admit it, I’ve been high key struggling with my muse for these babes. That said, I have no plans to full on abandon this blog. I will, however, be placing it on an indefinite hiatus while I try to do a bit of a revamp on the muses and hopefully wake them back up. I’ll still be around, so feel free to hit me up to chat.
I can also be found over on @freyedpages  my lovely single muse blog dedicated to my original lady, miss Auden Frey. She has several original verses based in various time periods, as well several fandom based verses - including Supernatural! So feel free to go check her out, as I never seem to lack muse for her.
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❝If there’s a reason I’m still alive when E V E R E Y O N E who loves me has died, I’m willing to wait for it❞
               | Independent OC | Semi-Selective | 7+ Years Experience |  
                              | Mun & Muse 18+ |  Loved by Petal  |
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#for…..science
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a literal ball of sunshine
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training turned tension starters
Or more specifically, “two characters who have been sparring or in combat training together and almost kiss at the end of their practice fight”. As requested ! Feel free to make any changes.
“Is that the best you can do?”
“I won’t go easy on you.” / “I’ll go easy on you.” / “Quit going easy on me.”
“Hit me with your best shot.”
“You need to do better if you want to meet your goal.”
“I’ve been wanting to kick your ass all week.”
“Is this necessary?”
“Try again.”
“You’re pissing me off.” / “If you’re mad, why don’t you use your anger? Beat me at least once.”
“Here, let me show you how.”
“Woah! [falls on top of __]” 
“Nice moves.”
“[pins __ to floor]” / “[pins __ to wall]”
“You’re…really close right now.”
“G–get off of me.”
“You’re heavy.” / “You’re crushing me.”
“Sorry–are you okay?”
“You’re really red right now.”
“…Do we always end up on top of each other?”
“Are you still panting?”
“I told you, it was an accident.”
“…Why don’t you just kiss me?”
“I’ll consider kissing you if you can beat me.”
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why would i fuck a demon? simple, the status. imagine rolling up into hell already havin had ur back blown out by one of their own. imagine you and a gang of other losers standin at the gates of hell, they’re all crying, scared to death about having a pitchfork up their ass for eternity and you just walk into the arms of your sugar demon? legendary.
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His last rational thought was that if she bore his pups, he would take them from her, protect them from their mother’s hate. No one should be hated by their own mother. But then it was gone. All he wanted was to breed her. To fill her, to knot in her, to claim her in every way. His mouth found hers, kissing her fiercely, savouring the sweet sensation of it as he pushed two fingers into her tight pussy.
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She was fighting off her heat as best she could, thinking of every repulsive thing she could manage. And yet, she was a slave to his every touch. Her lips moved against his, actions of the lust laden wolf driven by need alone. A low whine caught in her throat as his fingers entered her, taking off the edge while at the same time leaving her wanting more. Much more. Only fear of what she might say kept Kateri from trying to speak up again. 
Yule Celebration || A/B/O AU
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Her body was betraying her, her protests muted by her soft moans. He could feel the heat of her. Her scent was extraordinary. “Shhh … settle yourself, little Omega.” He crooned in a low growl. Bending forward he nibbled along the curve of her abdomen up to the soft swell of her breasts. He suckled gently on one peak and then the other.  Cupping her slick core, he toyed with her, pulling out the fluids until they trickled down onto the table beneath her. 
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“Whatever happens next, know that I hate you. And if I get stuck carrying your pups, I can promise they’ll hate you too,” she growled out, likely her last act of free will as she felt her need for him taking over. She might be stuck here, trapped within the pack if she were to have his pups, but she would make sure he was equally as miserable. “Fuck,” she breathed, hips moving against his hand as her back arched. 
Yule Celebration || A/B/O AU
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Ordinarily Bjorn was the type of man who was all about consent and discussion, safewords and limits. He was a respectful, caregiver type of Dominant who took good care of his lovers. Unfortunately, he was not his ordinary self. He was an Alpha in heat, struggling to control himself around a little Omega who was dripping all over herself. Induced or not, it was effective and it made him crave something far darker than his usual self. He settled his hands on her hips and traced upward to cup her full breasts, bigger than her petite frame would indicate. “Shhhhh… there is no need for such fussing, little Omega.” he murmured as he toyed with her breasts, drawing each nipple to a hard peak, begging and eager. 
“I need you. Can’t you feel it? The need. The desire.” He brushed against her, letting her feel the eager heat of his own body, mirroring hers. He wanted to see her more slowly so he reached up to unhook the chain as he used the other hand to lift her from her feet. He placed her on the table, binding her backward so her arms were bound above her head, her bottom aligned with the edge of it. He cupped each ankle and placed her feet on the table, so her legs were spread almost obscenely wide, her dripping sex on display. 
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“There is every need for it,” Kateri cried out, despising how her words dissolved into a moan at his mere touch. “This is wrong,” she forced herself to continue, knowing she was losing but unwilling to give up. “You know it’s wrong, you have to!” She shivered against him, growing wetter when he brushed against her, despite having not believed it was possible. The Omega grit her teeth, making her best attempt at holding in a needy whine. She only succeeded in muffling it. As she was moved to the table, she didn’t even have a moment to fight back, his movements too quick and practiced. Had he done this before? “Don’t do this...please...” 
Yule Celebration || A/B/O AU
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DEAN IS SO SMART AND QUICK-WITTED PLEASE NEVER SUGGEST OTHERWISE thank you and have a nice day
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I know there’s a lot of tension after Tumblr’s new policy annouced for December 17th, but reblog this if you aren’t leaving Tumblr so that other blogs can know they aren’t going to be completely alone!
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 Bjorn chuckled low and soft at her attempts to drive him away. He closed the door behind him, throwing the latch so that others would not enter. His boots were left at the door as he crossed the small space to stand in front of the petite female. He hadn’t expected his Omega to be so small but with her so close now, he could barely resist the scent of her. His body craved to be within her. He traced a coarse fingertip along her inner thigh. “So wet … so needy.” he growled softly, words hard to articulate when his head was this clouded by the scent of the Omega’s heat. 
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“No! Stay back! Get away from me!” Kateri screamed the words at him, hating the way her body trembled with need. Hating how wet she was from her accelerated heat. Hating how badly she wanted him to ignore her pleas if only to have that burning need filled. When she spoke again, her voice still held that same fire, albeit weaker in the wake of his touch. “I don’t want this. Whatever my body may tell you, whatever they have forced it to say...I don’t want this. Please...” She’d never felt more shame than she did in that moment. Body betraying her as she plead to be left alone, knowing hr cries likely fell on deaf ears. But she couldn’t give up. So long as he hadn’t yet entered her, she had to keep trying. “Please, just let me go.”
Yule Celebration || A/B/O AU
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Open to: females (18+)
Muse: Bjorn Ironside
Faceclaim: Alexander Ludwig
AU: Werewolves (A/B/O universe)
Overarching idea: Omegas are placed into a draw and if selected, drugged such that their heat will coincide with the Yule celebrations. Then they are bound and displayed, to be selected by the Alphas attending at the Lupinar (a wolf meeting place - very remote and rural).
The tradition had only been ongoing for the last few decades, as the Wolf Packs had grown and more urban and urbane. It was necessary to adapt. It prevented the brutality of the kidnappings, the slaying of the pups and murders that drew too much attention in the modern world and now only served to diminish rather than enhance the Packs. The Omegas had to register on their 18th birthday. Unregistered omegas were subject to no protections and it was not a desirable option. 
A dozen were selected every year and notified the day following the October full moon. Well, notification sounded so polite. They were visited by the Pack medic, known as the Bodywalker, who began the Omega’s rounds of medication required to bring on their heat in perfect harmony with the celebrations of Yule. It was an unpleasant process but the selection was no kinder. Each Omega was blindfolded and bound, feet barely touching the floor as they waited for an Alpha to select them. The chain could move but that was the Alpha’s choice. As of this moment, the Omega no longer had choices, just service, unless the Alpha was kind. After claiming they were property of that Alpha, who could restore a real life to them or keep them in a cage in their basement, or a thousand other degradations, each more horrible to envision than the last.
Bjorn had decided to attend the Lupinar this year for Yule. It was time to have some pups, which meant he needed an omega to bear them. He walked the perimeter of the cabins, scenting the Omegas within. None inspired him to a claiming until he reached the one with the cheerful red wreath on the door. Pushing it open, he looked around the space. The broad wooden table and small kitchen area. The bed which dominated the majority of the space, plumped high with pillows and thick furs. There was another door, likely leading to the bathing facilities. Bjorn let the door fall closed behind him as his gaze rested on her. In the centre of the room, lit by candlelight and the fire, which crackled merrily in the hearth. A thick fur rug spread out before it but there were no other furnishings. These cabins really only had a singular purpose after all.  Her head lifted, scenting him, identifying the Alpha, even if the blindfold prevented her from seeing him. Yes. This one was his. 
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She wished she’d run. She should’ve run. Omega or not, Kateri had never felt a desire to be mated, and certainly not against her will by some unknown Alpha. Perhaps if she’d listened to that voice inside her head she wouldn’t have found herself blindfolded and bound and forced into an early heat. It was the crack of the door opening that alerted him to his presence, compulsive inhale of his scent as she lifted her head. She didn’t recognize it. She glared into the darkness of her blindfold, wishing he could see the hatred she was directing his way. She also hated herself. Or, at least, her body, for the way it betrayed her thanks to the medics’ drugs. “Get out,” she growled, hoping if she were cold enough he’d pass on her to find a more welcoming wolf to mate. “Go away!”
Yule Celebration || A/B/O AU
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brassbuilt:
werewolf sex things
moans that turn into lil growls
using their claws to scratch at skin
getting turned on by their partner’s specific smell
being blindfolded and having their partner use their heightened senses to turn em on (touch, sound, smell)
so much biting / nipping
M A R K I N G
using claws to remove clothing
accidentally breaking furniture
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