#Fantasy Guide to writing a ball

[inky-duchess]

Etiquette of the Edwardian Era and La Belle Époque: Ball

This is a new set of posts focusing on the period of time stretching from the late 19th century to the early 20th Century right up to the start of WWI. I'll be going through different aspects of life. This series can be linked to my Great House series as well as my Season post and Debutant post.

Let's throw a ball, my darling. It is the age of elegance and opera gloves. Etiquette during these events was as intregal as the music. So let's delve in and dance the night away.

Preparing to host a Ball

Balls in this period weren't just little get-together with a little music in the corner. These were large productions and required the entire household to pitch in. The ballroom would have to be cleaned, chandeliers would need polishing. Any large halls would need to be cleared of any furniture to accommodate a large crowd. If throwing a ball, you need to set aside more rooms than just the ballroom. You will need a room to store any cloaks, coats and hats (a valet and lady's maid would have charge of this), a room for refreshments and sometimes a room set up for any other entertainment such as cards. The dining room would also be needed for a supper (yes, suppers are expected). A ball requires the best of the best. Musicians would be hired, the kitchens will be slaving all day, butlers will be decanting the best wines and select the finest liquor, and rooms made up for anybody thinking of staying the night. The kitchens will have to prepare light snacks as well as the late supper, so everything must be cooked at exactly the right time and kept in optimum condition until needed. A red carpet would be laid from the front door right down to the pavement with an awning to keep the worst of the weather off. Invites should be sent out a few weeks prior and should attempt not to clash with any other event, you may compete who has the best ball but you should never force guests to snub another to go to your ball. Servants should be prepared for a long night, so they may dine earlier in the day to sustain them. Footmen would wait outside to open carriage doors and direct guests to the door. The butler would have to greet them, announce their arrival (not by order of rank but simply in the order they arrive) in the hall and then toward the coat rooms to relieve themselves of any coats or hats. These balls were very expensive affairs. Between food, drink, entertainment, their clothes, wages and getting their house up the snuff, a host could expect to fork out thousands if not more. Alva Vanderbilt's great costume ball cost her $6 million in today's valuation ($250,000 in her era).

The Hosts on the Night of the Ball

The hosts of the ball should be ready to recieve guests promptly. The lady of the house should be downstairs an least an hour before kickoff to check the work of the servants and provide last minute commands. The hosts would wait in the hall and greet guests. The butler will announce every guest while valets and lady's maids take charge of any coats. After guests have shed their coats, they would then greet the host, usually exchanging a few words and thanking them for the invitation before being escorted into the ballroom. The hosts would usually begin the ball themselves or if there was a guest of honour, they would allow them to open the ball. Dancing is only meant to begin with the invitation of the hosts. If there's music playing, it's not an invitation to dance. Hosts have a duty to ensure everyone is having a good time. They will be expected to dance and ensure people are partnered.

Guests

Guests are expected to arrive in a certain time frame. Balls usually begin quite late into the night, usually around 10pm. It would do no good to arrive too early and ride to arrive midway without a viable reason. There may have been a previous event, such as a theatre engagement or an opera so if you are coming from there and everybody eksevgas arrived on time and you show up late, you had best apologise. Guests must only attend if they have been invited by the hosts. You can't just rock up to a ball and expect to be admitted. If a guests wishes to have a friend who is a stranger attend the ball, they can request for the host to invite them. Guests will arrive by carriage or on foot if they live nearby. If arriving by carriage, one must allow for appropriate space between coaches and room for them to pull out. Also, it is a good idea to remind your driver when to collect you. Guests are always expected to greet the hosts as soon as they can, thank them for the invitation and be courteous at all times. Guests should not comment negatively on anything the hosts have provided such as the food or music, it's better to reserve opinion until another less public event. Guests are encouraged to mingle but strangers must be introduced by a mutual acquaintance or even the host. Wandering off through any section of the house not designated as part of the ball is prohibited as is sneaking off into the gardens. Also if one expects to stay for the night (say you live far away and have travelled to get there) you must have requested it of the host a few days at least before.

Dancing Etiquette

Dancing is one of those things in this era that isn't just a pastime but a ritual. Men asked women for the privilege of a dance, a waltz perhaps. Women would not ask a man. Women would have dance cards where gentlemen could request to partner them for certain dances. If a woman has turned down a gentleman for any reason but has no designated partner for the dance, she must sit that particular dance out. A lady should limit dances with the same partner lest it be a root of scandal: it is not considered terrible to dance two dances with the same partner but questionable if you were to dance with the same partner for multiple dances in a row. It is frowned upon for a lady to reject a dance partner when it is his honour after accepting him earlier. And also highly insulting for a man to spurn a dance partner he has sworn to dance with. It is usually customary for the man to ask whether his partner would like a refreshment, wherein he can escort her to find it. They may chat until the next dance whereupon he must excuse himself with a bow and relieve her of his company so she may dance with her next partner. When supper is announced, the last partner is ecoected to escort his lady into the dining room.

Timeline of a Ball

As stated above, Balls usually start around 10pm (but can be held earlier). Once all the guests have arrived and the hosts enter the ballroom, the dancing can go on. Around 1am there would be a light supper. Small refreshments such as canapés would be available throughout usually offered by footmen stationed around the house. Servants would stay up around the clock to unsure that everything runs smoothly, fetching drinks and later after the ball studying up. Balls would end about 3-4am, whereupon carriages would return to fetch guests and ferry them home. Guests staying would head upstairs. Anybody staying over would be treated to a breakfast in the morning.

Theme

Many balls were themed. Themed balls were usually announced months in advance to allow costumes to be made. A guest should not arrive without having paid attention to the theme as it not only can show poor time management but may be seen as an insult to the host. All guests were expected to adhere to theme where it be a "servant's ball" where they would dress as servants or even a Costume balls are all about extravagance but it's better to rein yourself in (we're side eyeing you, Kate Strong). The grandest costume ball of all time was of course Alva Vanderbilt's grand affair of March 26, 1883. Costume balls were very expensive affairs, with some guests spending up close to thousands of pounds/dollars on their looks. At one ball in 1893, the infamous Bradley-Martin affair, guests spent nearly $400,000 on their costumes - during a particularly bad financial crisis. The overall party cost $10 million.

Dressing for a Ball

Dressing as you know from the previous post is a large part of etiquette of this era. The right costume for the right event is paramount if one wants to make the right impression. Newspapers often wrote about who wore what so it was important to dress your best.

Men must wear a suit or tailcoat, always black. A ball is white tie so he must dress accordingly. He would arrive with a top hat which he would surrender to a valet. He would keep his gloves on when dancing.

Ladies are encouraged to wear a gown usually of a subtle colour with with a décolleté that leaves the upper arms snf shoulders bare. A woman's gown was important as it not only helped her stand out.

A sensible woman for goes her heels and wears pumps to dance as she will be on her feet all night.

Tiaras are beautiful but when dancing all night, it's perhaps best to pick the lightest or go for a simpler headpiece such as a feather or a broach. Wearing a heavy tiara all night while dancing will give you a migraine (it's painful).

Also it's better not to over accessorize. You don't want to be mid spin and all your pearls go scattering across the floor or catch a bracelet in your partners' jacket. Minimalism is best.

A woman may even chose to decorate her gown with fresh flowers.

How to Behave at a ball

Gloves are to be worn at all times when dancing. You only remove your handling food or playing cards. White gloves are preferred but light shades can be forgiven. Gloves for women are worn to the elbow, men's to the wrist.

No lady should arrive at a ball without an escort, either an older woman or a family member.

Men who come to the dance and are unwillingly to dance despite being able to should stay away (I'm not kidding, this is in several etiquette books)

Married couples are not expected to dance together but it is not barred.

A man should always be careful of his lady's train and that of any other. Do not stand on them.

Outward PDA is not permitted. A kiss on the hand or kiss on the cheek is permitted, as is a hand tucked into the crook of an arm but one must swing out of people.

Don't hurry onto the dancefloor (even if it is your song)

When a gentleman seats a lady at the table, he must offer her thanks for her favour.

If a lady does refuse to partner a gentleman but then dances that dance with another without prior agreement, the gentleman is expected to restrain himself from confronting her. He is permitted to never offer her a dance again if this happens.

No lady should ever be unaccompanied at any time. They should have a companion or an escort to make sure they are kept in the loop at all times.

If dancing a set, your choices must be made swiftly and wisely.

A gentleman is without saying barred from going into the women's coat room. That's a no no, stay out of there.

If a gentleman wishes to partner a woman he doesn't know, he must have a mutual friend to introduce themselves and if they don't have one, the host would be on hand to introduce them.

When attending a ball, it's better to avoid heavy topics of conversation. It's better to stick to neutral smalltalk. No party is enjoyable with people standing on soap boxes.

When dancing, good posture is not only favourable but stops the body from any undue movements.

Try not to join in when the dance is midway or almost over. Be prompt.

If your partner is missing, you should not replace them. You should sit the dance out.

The hostess is in charge of ensuring that her female guests are provided with a partner if they wish to dance and gave not been asked.

If a man accompanies a woman to the ball, he's expected to dance with her on her first and last dances of the evening.

If one invites a lady to a ball, a carriage must be provided to ferry her.

Popular dances of the era

Waltz: The Waltz is seen by many as a reserved dance nowadays but in this era it struck many as a questionable dance because of how close the couple must get. It is a simple dance, requiring 6 steps all with a "box step". It's an elegant and popular dance of the time. A gentleman or whoever is leading should place their hand on the waist of their partner and their partner should rest their hand upon their shoulder.

Cakewalk: The Cakewalk had it's beginnings with enslaved peoples on American plantations. It was a satire poking fun of white plantation owners, mimicking the way they behaved at their own balls. It was later adopted into white society who did not get the joke. It was a group dance where multiple couples set themselves in a square (men on the inside), stepping and strutting to the music. In some instances, a cake was awarded to the most impressive couple which gives the dance it's name (also because it was a piece of cake to perform). The Cakewalk is seen by many as the seed of many of the jazz dances that would dominate the 20s.

Polka: A Polish dance. It requires 3 swift steps followed by a hop. The music is at is 2/4. The couples circle about the dance floor.

Krakowiak: A Polish dance for multiple couples. The leading male dancer (from the first pair) leads the steps for all the couples, and on approach to the band must tap his geeks and sing an improvised verse to his partner, the rhythm the band must match. The couples break up to form a circle. The leading couple will remain before the band. The couples would then dance around the room during the rest of the tune.

Mazurka: This is a lively dance, with it's beginnings in Polish folk dance. Couples gather in circles. The dance requires music with a forceful accent on its second beat, in time at 3/4 or 3/8. This dance has no set figure, relying on the skills of the couple yo improvise. However there are over 50 different steps.

Redowa: A Czech dance. The dance begins with a closed position, their clasped hands pointing the direction they will dance. A leader (the first couple) will take a slight leap around his partner with their left foot tmfollowed by a gliding step with their right. This foot must be pointed, the left leg slightly bent and the back straight. The next set turns the leader about toward the front line again, their left leg is now forward and straight, the right now bent. The left leg is now meant to tuck beneath the right leg with is extended backwards. Another leap to the right leg finishes the pattern. The next couple, the follower, begins movement on the early beats where the leader makes moves on the second set of beats

Castlewalk: The leader moves forward while their partner goes backward. The partner is guided around the room, the leader's arm around their right side under whilst their lest hand rests on the leaders opposite shoulder. Their other arms are clasped, held aloft. The leader begins on their left foot, their partner on their right. They will move with gliding steps, stepping on each beat of the music. They will dance in a circle, moving about the room with other couples, their circle gradually growing smaller and smaller on three very quick turns.

Quadrille: The Quadrille is an older dance but still very popular in Gilded Age America. It is made up with a series of 4-6 contredanses (country dances). The Quadrille is a group dance, made up of sets. The standard Quadrille is five parts, the Viennese contains six. Each section is danced with a combinations of figures. A combination was a set of steps and movements. Examples would be the ladies chain (chaîne des dames) or the two hand turn (tour de deux mains).

#Balls #Etiquette of the Edwardian Era #Etiquette of the gilded age #Etiquette of the belle epoque #belle epoque #Edwardian era #The gilded age #How to write a ball #ballroom #Fantasy Guide to writing a ball #Fantasy Guide #Writing reference #writing resources #Writing research #writing #writeblr #writing reference #writing advice #writer #writers #spilled words

[yanderestarangel]

desperate for a one-shot of johnny fucking the reader and tomas being a peeping tom and getting turned on by the reader getting fucked 🫣 (p.s ur writing is a MASTERPIECE)

★ 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖊𝖘 ★

𝖏𝖔𝖍𝖓𝖓𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 + 𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝖛𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖆

TW: v!sex, afab anatomy, voyeurism, m! masturbation, whining, semi-public sex, johnny cage x reader + voyer tomas, degradation, pet names, creampie, objectification, smut, angst, porn plot only, no pronouns used other than 'you'.

A/N: thanks anon, I hope you like it <3

Tomas Vrbada was now Johnny Cage's wingman, always going to clubs with the star, however, he met you, Johnny's partner, you and Johnny had sex and had fun after his divorce, but Tomas didn't expect to catch you and the actor from movies together, fucking in the nightclub bathroom, but he couldn't and wouldn't look away from your body, being dominated by him.

"-Fuck..." Tomas sighed softly, looking through the crack in the open door, while watching Cage fuck you. Tomas's eyes widened as he watched the erotic scene unfold before him. He couldn't tear his gaze away from the sight of you, legs spread wide, your wet pussy enveloping Johnny's thick cock. The sound of your sweet moans filled the bathroom, sending shivers down Tomas's spine. The bulge in his pants grew, straining against the fabric as his own desire surged through his body.

Unable to resist any longer, Tomas's hand instinctively moved to his crotch, his fingers fumbling to unzip his pants. He needed release, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He watched as Johnny's hands gripped your hips, guiding you rhythmically against him, each thrust pushing you closer to the edge of pleasure.

Tomas's breath hitched as he imagined himself in Johnny's place, his own hands gripping your hips, his cock buried deep inside you. His mind was filled with delicious fantasies of taking you, pleasuring you in ways that only he could imagine. The thought of joining the two of you in this debauched act sent a surge of heat through his body.

As Vrbada continued to stroke himself, his gaze never wavering, he couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have you moaning his name, to feel your walls clenching around his length. The sensations overwhelmed. "-I wish that was me.." He muttered under his breath, his voice filled with a mixture of envy and arousal - The ninja pictured himself thrusting into you, feeling your wetness enveloping him, your moans filling the air - the thought of being the one to make you submit, to hear you cry out his name - made him go madder with desire, all the veins in his dick were pulsating at that moment, he didn't even care if he was caught by someone or not - his gaze shifted to the mirror, where he caught a glimpse of his reflection.

He wanted to see you at your most vulnerable, to witness.

"-I want you so fucking bad, let me taste you, let me fuck you..." He whispered, imagining himself with you, thrusting into your wet pussy, claiming it as his own. I want to fuck you like that, I'd fuck you so hard, baby..." Tomas repeated, his voice a low growl now, his hand moving faster under the clothes.

Johnny accelerated his hips into your pussy, opening your thighs wide, you didn't even know where your panties were, as he searched for more and more lustful and hot fiction with the actor's naked cock, while his thick hands dug into your soft skin.

"-Kitten... You're so fucking wet..." Johnny growled, his voice thick with lust. He looked down at your body, the way your pussy glistened under the bathroom lights, how your breasts bounced whenever he thrust into you.

"-I bet you want another cock inside you already, don't you?" Johnny smirked, his balls were hitting your ass at a speed that would leave you raw, drunk on your pussy, his shirt was open and his glasses were crooked, drops of sweat were falling from his forehead, directly onto your skin - did you see a shadow at the door, but he didn't care, nothing mattered at that moment - Cage accelerated his hips into your pussy, opening your thighs wide, you didn't even know where your panties were, as he searched for more and more lustful and hot fiction with the actor's naked cock, while his thick hands dug into your soft skin.

"-Mmmm... fuck yeah, take it all." Tomas murmured, moaning lowly, while biting his lower lip, leaning against the wall outside the bathroom, however, his blue eyes still focused on your body jumping with each wild thrust of Cage, while the ninja tried not to moan loudly and get your attention, beg to fuck you too, give you pleasure with Johnny.

Vrbada wanted to be there, inside that bathroom - Johnny, continued to fuck you roughly on the cold marble of the bathroom sink. "-You fucking love it, don't you?" Johnny growled, his voice raspy with lust, as he smiled smugly at you, slamming his dick repeatedly into your wet core.

Tomas watched as Johnny pushed himself deeper into you, his hips moving in a slow, rhythmic pace. He could see the look of pure satisfaction on your face, the way your eyes closed and your lips parted slightly.

"-You feel so fucking good... Oh god, yes..." He groaned, his hand moving faster now, his cock throbbing beneath his pants. Tomas murmured quietly, imagining himself between his legs, his tongue tracing the outline of your wetness.

"-I need to be inside you, let me claim you, let me breed you... I want to see that pretty face when I fuck you. The way your eyes roll, the way your lips open..."

You finally felt the unbearable inferno of breaking point, your pussy squeezing Cage's shaft. As the waves of pleasure crashed over you, your body convulsed in ecstasy. Johnny’s cock pulsed inside you, filling you with his hot release, as your pussy squeezed him tight, milking every drop of his cum. The sensation made you go into a mind-blowing orgasm, your moans of pleasure echoing throughout the penunbral bathroom, screaming your dominator's name there.

Tomas, unable to contain himself any longer, succumbed to his own desires. His hand moved feverishly over his throbbing cock, his grip tight as he followed your lead - The sight of you climaxing, your body shaking with pleasure, sent him over the edge. With a guttural groan, he released his pent-up desire, hot jets of sperm shot from his pulsing shaft to his hand, moaning your name low and hoarse, he trembled and his muscles tensed from the act - Johnny remained inside you, your breathing ragged as his cock softened inside your satisfied pussy.

Smoke, with his own release diminishing, couldn't help but feel a mixture of satisfaction and guilt for giving in to that, the desire to have you was still present in him, he just decided to walk away frustrated, for not having you, a dangerous feeling, that mixed with the dark desires of the lin kuei ninja.

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

#yanderestarangel #afab reader #mortal kombat #mortal kombat fandom #tw smut #mortal kombat fanfiction #mortal kombat x reader #mk1 #mortal kombat smut #mk johnny cage #johnny cage smut #johnny cage imagine #johnny cage #johnny cage fanfiction #johnny cage x you #johnny cage x y/n #johnny cage x reader #tomas vrbada x reader #tomas vrbada mortal kombat #smoke tomas vrbada #tomas x reader #tomas x you #smoke x reader #smoke mk1 #mk1 smoke #mk1 johnny cage #imagine johnny cage #tomas vrbada smut #tomas vrbada #smoke smut

[skell3]

Mage's Ball

Just a little blurb I did for @occudo 's fantasy AU thing. My writing isn't like... flowery or anything, but it at least put down the start of a brainworm THIS comic gave me. There's more to it but like. I'm really bad at being able to continue/finish fics (I do better at RP) so this is what you get.

It was the middle of the ball, and Tim had been left on his own. By choice, mind you, but he still wasn’t particularly happy about it. Sir Timothy Stoker, knight to Mage Sasha James, had come along to keep an eye on his charge and perhaps… well. He didn’t entirely know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t this. Sasha focused on… Jonathan Sims and his knight, Martin Blackwood. Focused, and chatting so animated about their latest trials and tribulations in the aftermath of the Prentiss incident. Tim was not pleased, and therefore he was incredibly distracted. 

“A knight without his mage- that’s a rare sight. Did they abandon you?” A deep, smooth voice croons in on the knight from nearby.

“My lady can chat without my help.” Tim turns to see who was addressing him, only to find another Mage. “I don’t see a knight by your side either, Lord-” “Delano.” Gerry removed the sheer fabric that had been covering his head to better view this pouting guardian. 

Standing at attention, Tim reached for the mage’s hand to draw the back of it to his lips in greeting. “Sir Stoker. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” His eyes fell to the fabric at the mage’s waist, only for his eyes to be guided up to the bared skin of his chest. Lord Delano had a considerable amount of tattoos; eyes decorated his skin all the way up to the collar at his throat. 

“Likewise,” Gerry responds, smiling at the display. His eyes traced over the knight for possibly the sixth time this evening, having noticed him earlier in the evening. “I never felt the need to employ a bodyguard for myself- way too much work if you ask me.” Pale gaze lifting, it seems like his interest has yet to bring his eyes back up from his chest, and he sighs in amusement. “Also- my eyes are up here, Sir Stoker.”

“With all due respect, they are also down there, my lord.” Tim couldn’t help but find himself mesmerized by them, among… other things. This was a fancy ball and somehow Lord Delano managed to get away with having so much skin exposed. It was daring, it showed off his nature as a Seer Mage, and it was… well. Distracting. Very distracting. Finally, he manages to tear his eyes away from ink and look back up to the other man with a flush across his cheeks. “I think you’re the only one who got away with going casual,” he jokes with a smile. 

“Casual?” The response comes with laughter, Gerry lifting a hand to cover his smile briefly as he turns to glance around the room. He notices Stoker doing the same, and together they take in all the grandeur of the Winter Mage’s Ball. “That would mean some of those here are a bit over-dressed, wouldn’t you think?” The knight’s own lady was in quite a gown, and he watches with a smile as she laughs and converses with her two current companions. He catches the eye of the shorter mage over there, and enjoys the rather disgruntled look he gets out of it. “Want to get away from here for a little bit?” Tim had been distracted again, both to try and not openly ogle at Lord Delano again, but also because those three looked like they were having quite a good time. Over-dressed? His gaze manages to move away to fluffy dresses and gents looking so prim and proper. Plenty to look at, nothing to see. Hearing the laughter, he looked back at the trio just about when Gerry spoke up again. “E-Excuse me?!” Tim sputters, turning to stare at the taller man. Gerry offers him a smile, and then a hand. “My rented quarters aren’t too far, and it looks like she’s well entertained. There are guards posted everywhere and the room is full of mages. I think she is quite safe, and I’ll admit you have me feeling a little under-dressed.” Tim’s eyes are roaming again, but fortunately it was more than just at his chest. He watches the man sputter again, trying to find words for what he wanted, only to get a- “...give me a second, please. If you would?” Tim has to check in at least once, and that was probably the quickest shuffle he has made to Sasha’s side outside of danger. A quick conversation, with no small amount of glaring from Lord Sims, and Lord Delano gets gestured to. More conversation happens, and Lady James nods her head and offers the other Seer Mage a polite bow before returning to her conversation. Tim returned to Gerry’s side shortly after, offering him a bow of his own. “My services are yours for the evening, My Lord.”

“Well. I’m going to have to get you to say that a few more times while I have you, then,” Gerry muses. He beckons for Stoker to follow, turning to head for the exit doors that would lead them outside. “Come along, then, Sir Stoker.”

#tma #the magnus archives #creative writing #gerard keay #gerry keay #gerry delano #gerard delano #timothy stoker #tim stoker #occudo

[meowzfordayz]

NSFW Alphabet — Kamado Tanjirou

Author’s Note: why eat lunch when there’s a diff kind of meal to be written? 😝 Aka writer needs food *mrrrow*. As w/ all headcanons, these are simply my opinions in this exact moment of writing, and are subject to change depending on the context/my mood! 😉

NSFW Alphabet — Kamado Tanjirou

Kamado Tanjirou x Reader

Word Count: ~2,200

CW: 18+NSFW, alcohol, cream!pie, explicit language, Fem!Reader, mast!rbation, oral

MILESTONE 20.0

~faqs~

Aftercare? what they’re like after sex

After sex, Tanjirou gently wipes you down, makes sure you pee and then drink at least three sips of water, and offers to grab/make you a snack as well. Sometimes, he’ll fall asleep before he actually gets around to grabbing/making you that snack, but it’s the thought that counts. 😅

Body Part? their favorite body part(s)

Tanjirou adores your hands. Whether they’re slipping playfully under the hem of his shirt, cupping his jaw, or gripping his biceps as he thrusts into your heat, your head tilted backward, eyelashes fluttering as you struggle to maintain eye contact—Eyes on me sweetheart, can you look at me? Want you to watch me—he swears his heart skips a beat (and his cock twitches) whenever you touch him.

Tanjirou’s back might be the best mattress in the world. Muscular and warm, few things beat sprawling atop him, appreciating the curve of his ass against your pelvis; or curling up beside him, running your fingertips along his spine until he exhales slowly, pressing a needy kiss to your shoulder, voice rough as he murmurs shyly If you keep doing that, then we’re going to have a problem. “That only I can fix?” you wink, giggling as his blush deepens. That only you can fix. Ball’s in your court; feel free to keep going. 😌

Cum?

If it wasn’t such a hassle to clean up, then Tanjirou would 11/10 cum on your tits every time. Something about your post haze flush paired with the lewd trickling of his cum down the curve of your tits… mesmerized, he absolutely grazes light fingertips across your chest, goosebumps raising as he circles your erect nipples, cum smeared viscous and warm into your skin. “So beautiful,” he whispers, lifting his hand to watch his cum drip from his fingertips to your stomach, “Perfect.”

Dirty Secret? shh

Tanjirou isn’t really into the thought of inviting someone else into your sex lives, but he is into the imagery of you covered in cum. Of course, multiple rounds could theoretically accomplish that, but his fantasy doesn’t exactly involve you covered in half dry, already flaking cum 🥴; he’d just love to see cum painted shiny and filthy across your face and tits, oozing thick and hot out of your pussy — all at once.

Experience? their level of experience

Not experienced in the slightest, but extremely quick to learn. An intuitive lover. On that note, hasn’t taken many lovers (you might’ve, in fact, been his first and only), so if you’re more experienced, then expect to lead the way. Don’t worry though: Tanjirou’s enthusiastic and determined, and if you offer him your intimacy and trust, then he’ll try his hardest to live up to your desires! Initially, he’s definitely insecure about his ~late introduction to sex (presuming you meet in your 20s/30s, and he’s still a virgin), but not so much for his own sake — he’s just worried about his self perceived inability to pleasure you.

Favorite Position?

As long as Tanjirou can see your face, he’s happy. What’s the point in having sex if he can’t bask in all of you, facial expressions very much included? ☹️

Goofy? their sense of humor

Never intentionally goofy, but the kind of tender awkward/occasionally clueless that makes you burst into laughter nonetheless. Will occasionally reprimand his cock when it ~misbehaves, “No, no, no, that isn’t the hole you want,” he grumbles, tip catching on your ass, “Cooperate, damn it, before [y/n] takes you from me.” And as much as you want to nudge his hand out of the way—because you really are better at guiding his length into you than he is, and you really would like to be orgasming sooner rather than later—you refrain from doing so, if only to hear a lil more of him scolding his penis. 🤭

Hair? pubes maintenance

Doesn’t have a regular grooming schedule, but you best believe if Tanjirou notices you removing a hair from your tongue mid giving him head, then the next time you tug off his underwear, his pubes will have ~magically disappeared.

Intimacy? their degree of intimacy

Sooo intimate. 🥺 If worship (of all varieties) is your thing, then Tanjirou is 100% your man. His intimacy is less so of the intense/overwhelming variety, and more so a sweet, soul deep sensation that the man you’re having sex with (Tanjirou) would do anything and everything within and beyond his power to ensure you orgasm to the highest possible plane. Of course, intimacy isn’t solely sexual, and his check ins before/during/after sex—“Is this okay?” “Are you having fun?” “You’re amazing.” “Feeling alright?”—are additional reminders that he values not only your physical pleasure, but your emotional and mental wellbeing.

Jack Off? masturbation

Unlike his (initial) inexperience regarding sex with a partner, Tanjirou’s relatively well acquainted with himself. Before you, he approached masturbation as more of a chore/basic bodily function (similar to feeling hungry and eating or feeling tired and sleeping). And now? Let’s just say he didn’t realize masturbating could feel so incredible (or disappointing/torturous 😭 because it simply doesn’t compare to you). 

Kink? ~specific turn ons

In case you missed it 😂, Tanjirou’s into cum. And as much as he enjoys giving praise, he appreciates receiving it too! Mind you, he prefers receiving praise in the form of babbling-because-he’s-fucking-you-so-deliciously; if he isn’t working for it (re: fucking it out of your pliant, greedy body), then he doesn’t want it. 😤😎 Lmao who am I kidding? He’ll take it all. 🤗 Also, while he’s not a BDSM-definition-dom, he can’t deny the feral protectiveness that arises when you kneel in front of him, hands clinging pretty and expectant to his thighs… and by feral protectiveness, I’m talking immediate urge to fuck your throat hoarse.

Location? where they prefer to have sex

Tanjirou’s a bed guy. Doesn’t have to be your shared bed in your shared abode; any house will do. 😃 Albeit, he’s a duality of respecting others aka not having sex in Zenitsu’s guest room… and being hopelessly hopeless for you aka easily seduced into having sex in Zenitsu’s guest room. 🤠 And don’t worry, you’re not actually coercing him; if he didn’t want to, then he wouldn’t.

Motivation? ~general turn ons

Along with cum and praise, Tanjirou drools (metaphorically, and sometimes literally) over muscular thighs, hard work, EYE CONTACT, and freshly washed hair. He jumps on opportunities to make you orgasm after you’ve had a long day of chores/errands/work — especially if you flick your hair in his direction after washing off the day’s sweat and grime (a second shower may be in order).

No? turn offs

Tanjirou leans vanilla, but he’s willing to try the ~light version of many things. Light hair pulling or choking while fucking you in missionary? He’ll try it. Light spanking and degradation? He’ll try it. Light sensory play (i.e. blindfolding, ice cubes, etc)? He’ll try it. Light bondage (i.e. tying your wrists together)? He’ll try! He draws the line at anything heavy though — he just can’t bring himself to really hurt or insult you.

Oral? giver or receiver

Initially, Tanjirou prefers to receive oral sex. He isn’t confident in his ability to give (yet), so as long as you assure him giving is enjoyable for you too, he’ll definitely feel safer receiving. However, with enough time, practice, and encouragement, he’ll eventually prefer to give. Sure, feeling your throat tight and hot around his cock is otherworldly, but getting to create that feeling for you? Tread cautiously though when threatening to suffocate him with your thighs — if you aren’t careful, then he’ll pass on from satisfaction first.

Pace?

No amount of familiarity can prepare Tanjirou for the hot suction of your pussy, soft gasp from his mouth lingering as he sinks into your heat. He always starts slow and precise, determined to bring you to climax—at least once—before spiraling into a fast and erratic pace. The slower he goes, the longer he lasts (and vice versa), so you’ve got the ultimate power begging him to, “Harder, Tan, wanna feel you cum, wanna feel you cum in my pussy,” or, “Easy babe, don’t want you to cum too soon, mmm, let me make a mess on your cock first, okay?”

Quickie? a fan or not-a-fan

Intimacy and quickies don’t necessarily go together, so Tanjirou isn’t the biggest fan, but if it’s quickie-or-nothing, then he’s more likely to opt for something.

Risk? their risk tolerance

When it comes to sex, Tanjirou’s risk tolerance is pretty low. He’s loathe to put you in harm’s way, so you’d have to have serious, detailed conversations (what you want to try, why you want to try it, etc) for him to even consider ~risky behavior.

Stamina?

Assuming he successfully staves off the initial—and immediate—urge to cum, Tanjirou can go for a couple of hours. Of course, those couple of hours involve more than penetration. Flicking his tongue against your clit until you’re whimpering and pushing at his head S-sensitive, Tan, Tan, f-fuck; guiding his cock down your throat as your eyes prick with tears, thrusting careful and shallow, murmuring for you to Keep your eyes open, you’re doing so well, so gorgeous; simply playing with your folds, marveling at how your slick squelches and smells, slipping a finger in every so often to ensure you’re still wet and supple — there’s plenty for him to worship.

Toys?

Toys make Tanjirou feel disconnected from you; it’s less of an ego thing, and more tactile. Why hold a vibrator to your clit when he could taste you with his tongue? Rub you with his thumb? Grind his pubic bone against you? Sure he can watch the reactions that toys elicit from you, but they don’t feel as organic—as home grown—as reactions earned with his own body. That being said, he’s more than happy to oblige if you ask to include a toy; just don’t expect him to bring them up.

Unfair? how they feel about teasing/being teased

Tanjirou has a love/hate relationship with teasing. He loves the intimacy and anticipation it creates, but simultaneously hates how it distracts from getting to undress you. If you’re already undressed? Hah, that’s even worse! 😵‍💫 And once his cock’s in your hand? Don’t even bother pretending to miss, leaking tip nudging against your inner thigh instead of slipping tight and full into your pussy — he will growl, calloused fingers gripping your ass, hips snapping firm and desperate until his cock’s shoved snug and thick in your hole.

Volume?

Tanjirou sounds so pretty. Breathy, choked groans when you deepthroat him; his signature gasp accompanying his first thrust into your velvety pussy; soft, guttural moans increasing in frequency and pitch as he nears his orgasm; a silent exclamation—of what’s likely your name (it is)—pressed hot and euphoric into your skin as he cums. Definitely feels embarrassed afterwards, “Sorry I was so noisy 🫠,” but consistent assurance will guarantee he continues vocalizing his pleasure (and eventually, he won’t feel embarrassed about it).

Wild Card?

Tanjirou likes tipsy sex. He doesn’t need alcohol to enjoy sex, and emphasis on tipsy not drunk (aka established relationship, comfortability, and consent), but it lowers the risk of him cumming too quickly, and his senses feel so heightened yet sluggish. An oddly addictive feeling: like watching something in slow motion—details focused and drawn out—while still experiencing it in real time.

X-ray?

Tanjirou’s cock isn’t ~aesthetic per se, but it certainly feels wonderful. A tad under 6”, angled slightly downward, and thick enough to tire your jaw quite quickly when giving him head. Its tip is fat and squishy, satisfying to rest on your tongue, eyes wide with false innocence as you stare at his reddened cheeks. Thin, barely noticeable veins wrap gradually up his shaft, and he will shudder if you cup his balls — they’re very sensitive (the left hangs lower than the right).

Yearning? sex drive

In a stable environment, Tanjirou’s a minimum one/maximum three times a week man, but he’s also more than capable of surviving No Nut November… or having sex daily for nearly a month straight, if you so request. Similar to light switch, and a testament of his self control, he’s able and happy to adapt his sex drive to suit your sex drive (within reason 😆).

Zzz?

Drowsiness hits Tanjirou pretty hard after sex (think adorably sleepy, post sex grabby hands), but he won’t fall asleep until you’re both cleaned up, and preferably rehydrated + snacked as well. If the sheets need changing, then he’ll carry you to and from the couch (to lounge while he changes them); orrr he’ll lay down a towel, and promptly pass out (the latter’s more likely since “sheets need changing” generally means “he’s all sexed out” 😏). He definitely turns into a furnace following such physical exertion 🥵, aka optimal for winter time cuddling 🥰, and avoid-unless-you-like-becoming-one-with-a-puddle during summer time 😬.

#milestone event #20.0 #tanjiro kamado #tanjirou kamado #kamado tanjiro #kamado tanjirou #tanjiro x reader #kamado x reader #headcanons #modern au #demon slayer smut #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

[lexawoah13]

How to Exit a Room preview

Here’s a little snippet from the fix I’ve been writing. It’s taken from the middle of it so don’t worry there’s a bit of intro coming. Anyways let me know what you think and if you wanna be added to a tag list when I actually start posting

The majority of people leave and as the life of this party is dying, Beomgyu jumps at the opportunity to start his favourite game. “7 MINUTES TIME!” He shouts out and the crowd cheers, everyone migrating to the central couches where Beomgyu is standing. Beomgyu names himself “game master” giving him full control of the entire game. Because this isn’t your basic game of 7 minutes in heaven. No no. This frat had their own version combining it with truth or dare.

“For the rules! I’ll pick a couple to enter the room, and then said couple will pick a truth or a dare” he wiggles his eyebrows as he says dare, hinting at the contents of those dares, “from this hat” shaking the TΡΦ crested ball hat, in from of him “said task to be completed during your 7 minutes together and require some proof” These can be anything from learning each others fantasies to straight up fucking.” That's both the fun and the risk of this mishmashed game.

Of course Beomgyu being the good Fraternity Brother he is, he knows that Soobin is dying for a chance to be with you and decides to make his current dream a reality.

"Soobin and y/n you'll be our first lucky pairing of the night. Now would one of you pick your dare and show it to me please?" he looks at you coyly, a giant smirk plastered in his face.

"oh yeah, not obvious at all Choi... your wing man can't even wait a couple rounds before throwing us in" you tease elbowing him in the ribs. Soobin however is death glaring Beomgyu and so is every other female in the room. You can feel the words thrown at and about you but honestly can't find a fuck to give. If anything it was hilarious just how desperate they all were for 7 minutes 1 minute of Soobin's attention. You walk up and pull out your dare. Surprise and smugness fills you as you read it. Passing it to Beomgyu to read, his jaw slightly drops open and then tells that proof will be required to say it was completed. "and what kind of proof is that?" Soobin asks, still clueless to the dare. "ummm, a photo, video...clothing....? you can figure it out! OFF YOU GO!" he pushes at your shoulders to guide you towards the room.

Of course this frat has a whole Bedroom dedicated to shit like this. No, not a closet for the sacred game of 7 minutes in heaven, but a fully equipped room, bed and all.

"oh wow.... romantic'' you remark sarcastically

"Sorry I know… but if it makes you feel any better those sheets are clean..."

"and how would you know they're clean? What if someones already been in here tonight."

Scratching the back of his neck, Soobin looks away from you and says "well because, this is my room..."

"oh... OH"

"sorry, it's not what you think but I'd rather bring you in here than that actual room.. plus we can just talk or whatever you feel like doing"

"oh no President Choi... you have a dare to complete. Can't let your frat bros know you failed can we?" you feign offense with sarcasm and a wink.

"What was the dare anyways?"

"To eat me out" you say flatly

"WHAT?! let me see" he slightly panics and holds his hand out for the paper.

“ is it really that unbelievable? it's your game after all..."

"god I'm sorry, seriously we don't have to do any-"

"Wait, so you're not even gonna try?” you taunt “really? what will you "brothers" say?"air quoting brothers.

"honestly it doesn't matter what they think I'm just enjoying my time with you" he says immediately and you can't help the little butterflies that sprout in your stomach

"You're not even gonna try?" you tease "I thought I was finally gonna get to see what all the hype was about. I mean all I hear about is how good your dick is but I've never heard anything about your head game... makes me wonder"

Licking his lower lip he chuckles at your taunt "I'm great at eating pussy to Y/n. Reaally goood" slowly drawing out the last words

"guess you'll have to prove it" you squint to emphasize it "but it won't be that easy... if you can get me all hot and bothered without getting between my legs for 7 minutes, maybe I'll let you have a taste.." biting your bottom lip you move in closer to grab his shirt "what'd ya say Choi? you gonna show me what you’ve really got?" pulling him down closer to your face

"What's the rules?" he breathes out the words heavily "what can and can't I do?"

"anything from the waist up is fair game, just nothing between my thighs"

"Can I stand between them though?"

"mmmhmmm just no rubbing your cock against me" looking up into his eyes, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth.

Soobin lets a grunt leave his chest from your words. Picking you up by your thighs, Soobin walks you over to his desk, wrapping your legs around his waist "starting now" he rushes the words before crashing his lips against yours. You open up to him immediately, wanting it just as much as he does. You do however have to play a little hard to get. His tongue fights yours for dominance. Winning rather quickly, and explores every crevice of your mouth.

The kiss is so fucking good, too good, you want to give in right away and he's not even touching you yet. Like not at all. His hands are planted on his desk next to your thighs and you want to whine from his lack of touch. You want him to ravish you, and give in, breaking the one rule you gave him. But god, he was good even without trying. He starts to drift his lips from yours and down your neck, kissing, sucking and leaving marks you know will be there tomorrow but you can't even care as he runs his tongue over each one to soothe the ache.

Unable to hold it back any longer a whine slips from your lips and you hate yourself for it.

chucking into your neck "ahhh needy already bunny? You want me to touch you?"

but being the stubborn bitch you are, you shook your head "nope, don't care...don't care if you touch meeEE-" your voice gets higher as his fingers lightly trace their way up your stomach to the hem of your shirt.

"oh, really... so if i-" removing his fingers from your rib cage and you whine again, not even caring anymore "liar" he laughs again, coming back to your lips. "you ready yet princess or you really gonna play it out?"

"donno what yer talkin' 'bout" you pant against his lips "'m fine"

"that so?" he pulls away from you looking straight into your eyes, knowing he's winning this game. "fine..." his finger traces back up your ribs under your shirt, your breath hitching in your throat as he rubs along the band of your bra. Sliding his fingers around until he reaches the clasps "so this is fine then? you're okay" not breaking eye contact once

'mmmhhhm 's fine" you whine in anticipation for him to snap it off you. you want it off so bad, want him all over you now.

tracing his fingers underneath the clasp and up your spine you instinctively arch your back into him, looking up into his eyes even more so now, no longer breathing as his lips graze yours as he coos “too bad, thought I was getting somewhere with you” he pulls away, fingers ghosting your spine as he pulls away.

“Nnnooo” you whine at the loss of his touch and pull him back in by the front of his shirt, locking your legs around his waist so he can’t escape again.

“Thought you were good Y/N?” He smirks into your kiss

“Fuck Soobin if you don’t take my shirt off right now I swear to god-”

“No problem bunny” pulling away and discarding your shirt in a split second before he’s back on your lips. Hands on your back, at the clasp of your bra. “This to or?” Your bra is snapped off before you can even finish nodding

“christ, You really are a fuckboy”

“Don’t say that” he pouts onto your lips, leaving a quick peck.

“Why it’s fucking true. You had my clothes off in two seconds”

He can’t help the chuckle that escapes his lips “I have some… experience..” he trails off attaching himself to your collarbone

“Yeah, yeah,,. “

Soobin pulls back to study you, looking over every part of your now exposed chest. “God you're beautiful…” massaging your breasts as he works his eyes down to your nipples. Noticing the flash of silver on them, muttering “fuck”under his breath, lowering to be eyelevel with your pierced nipples encased in a skeleton heart. He can feel his cock throb at the sight. Licking his lips before attaching himself to your breast flicking at the jewelry clad bud. Hissing at the sensitivity that shoots through it.

“You’re a boob guy I take it?” panting through his assault on your nipple.

“Mmhhmmm and yours are perfect baby. So so pretty” kitten licking at the bud

“Uughhaaa-you like the piercings then” raking your fingers through his hair, slightly pulling when he nips on the ring.

“So fucking sexy.. Love ‘em” switching to the other bud to share his infatuation with them.

Soobin loved feeling the cold metal against his tongue, contrasting to the heat from your aroused nipple. His cock growing harder by the second from the noises you release as he has his way with your chest. “Yer full of surprises y/n”

“Ahhaha- you think?”

He leaves your chest to return back to your neck. Gently asking against your skin “You gonna give in now or are you gonna keep up this hard act?”

Gripping the hem of his shirt you pull it up, where he finishes taking it off “what do you think?”

“Need to hear you say it bunny, say you want it.” he holds your chin to look up at him, pausing all the previous activities until you say it.

“You’re a dick you know that?”

“Am I? Or are you being a brat?” he smirks knowing he’s got you

“Fuck…I want you” you whisper “want you Soobin”

“What do you want Y/N? Ask nicely”

“Pleaseeee” you mewl “want you, want your tongue on me”

“Be specific bunny”

Groaning you finally say what he wants to hear as you do so “Eat. My. Pussy.” punctuating each word as you slowly guide his hand from your waist down to cup your throbbing mound.

#soobinsmut #txt choi soobin #choi soobin smut #soobin smut #txt smut #[ 🐰 ] soobin #soobin fanfic #soobin x y/n #txt soobin #soobin x reader #choi soobin #soobin #txt hard hours #txt #txt fanfic #txt post

[actionmemeplay]

AMP-GUIDES: GETTING STARTED WITH RPing OCs IN THE RPC

Pointers for new or first-time OC players looking to get the ball rolling with writing original characters on Tumblr.

► First off: why make a post like this?

...Because original characters in the RPC (particularly ones who AREN'T fandom OCs, who instead belong to their own original universe) don't have the starting boost of having an existing fandom behind them. They don't set out already recognisable to other players, so it can sometimes be a little tougher to drum up engagement.

► Tip #1: Make your OC easy to know

Two things to keep in mind when trying to get an OC blog out there: 1: nobody knows your character except you. Ergo, 2: ...it's your number one objective to make your OC knowable and interesting to your hopefully-future-RP partners! People visiting your blog should have a way to quickly find out the basics of your character and what makes them tick. Keep in mind that having too much information can sometimes be as big of a roadblock to interaction as not having enough. Long bios documenting your OC's entire life-story can be useful to have around, but may be better to have in addition to a shorter and more succinct bio that neatly introduces the core concept of your muse. When you go hunting for a new book at the library or bookshop, do you dive into every book you pick up straight from page 1? Or do you check out the blurb first, to see if the plot even sounds interesting to you? Your muse doesn't need fancy powers or tragic backstory to be interesting, but regardless of if your OC is the plainest everyman or a secret superhero, you still have to let us see what makes it worth getting to know them. Make sure your pages contain the most basic of basics, such as name, gender (or just pronouns), age, and basic physical details, as well as where your muse comes from/what their world is like, a cursory introduction to their personality, and what they're up to at this point in their life. Establishing a setting and any goals can offer hooks for interactions with other muses. Other things that can be helpful are rundowns of their likes and dislikes, their positive/negative/neutral traits, and information on their strengths or weaknesses, or even the places you'd be most likely to find them.

► Tip #2: Consider visuals

Faceclaims, icons, and fancy graphics are NOT mandatory to finding your OC's niche and having a good time in the tumblr RPC...but they can be nice to have around, and some players feel they can connect easier to OCs when they have a visual aid to help visualise your character. Even if you don't plan on using icons, having just one good quality image for your OC's bio can go a long way. But again: it's optional, so don't sweat it too much.

► Tip #3: Shop around for fandoms with themes or settings similar to your OC's

Is your OC is from a fantasy background? Sci-fi? From a version of our own world? When you're getting started trying to find writing partners, you may find you're most likely to be successful reaching out to muses from canons that fit together well with what you're going for with your own OC. This doesn't mean you can't also shoot for cross-genre interactions, of course, but seeking out muses from fictional worlds similar to your own can be a good place to start.

► Tip #4: Showcase your OC in action

Even if you're not writing threads just yet, in-character posts, open starters or short drabbles can all be a good indicator for newcomers of how your character interacts with others and with the world. Remember: nobody knows your character yet, so something that gives others a hint of your character's vibe can be useful for sparking interest in them. Writing short headcanon posts can be used to the same effect, as they can be a helpful and fun way to both flesh our who your muse is as a person, and to introduce tidbits about your character that don't necessarily come up in a bio section...which can offer more interesting lore about your muse and help other players identify things your characters might either bond or bicker over.

► Tip #5: Don't forget about your fellow OCs

Don't be a stranger! If you know what a slog it can be to build traction for an OC blog then it makes sense to extend a little energy to your fellow OCs in the community. Take the time to check over other OC players' blogs, see if you might find their character interesting, or maybe even take a chance if you're on the fence...you can always unfollow later if you decide your play styles or your muses don't gel.

► Tip #6: Don't get discouraged

OCs can have a harder time in fandom heavy RPCs. It's just a natural expectation of not having the "brand recognition" and pre-existing affection that canon muses frequently do. Some OCs have an easier time taking off than others, but don't give up if yours comes up on a slow start. If you're passionate about your muse and are willing to be a little patient, you'll find your crowd! If you ARE struggling to find people to write with, maybe shop around different promo tags and fandoms, and audit your OC's pages again to make sure that there's enough to draw folks in and that you're selling what makes them unique and engaging. OCs can sometimes take a little more work than canon muses to get out there, but don't listen to anyone who tells you the RPC doesn't like OCs or that they can't be really successful out here. It's true that writing an OC often necessitates being the one to reach out first, but it's a rewarding experience, and you'll be surprised how many people will be enthusiastic to get to know your muse and will grow to love them in time.

#AMP original #roleplay how to #roleplay guides #not a meme #original characters #long post

[chxrrylime]

Cis male, 18. What about this: Kurt has kidnapped the reader and was planning on doing a livestream, but the app/website he uses goes down/have a outage and he is temporarily unable to livestream for a few hours. During this time, he decides to practice with the reader just in case Fuck wins over Kill, considering he has no experience with it and doesn't want to be awkward on live. This could maybe start with Kurt stroking the reader's cock, and with this the reader really starts to get into it, even more after Kurt decides to remove the blindfold so the reader can have a good look at Kurt's face. The reader starts to guide Kurt. Kurt might even decide to try to be a bottom after he enjoyed being a top, the reader would also be guiding him with this. Sorry if I didn't give enough details or something like that, it's just an idea, you can get creative with it/add your own ideas if you want to (I like how creative you can get with your works), and go crazy with the kinky stuff. I really love your writing style, and the way you write Kurt! Keep it up!

No worries about being specific or not! I can work with a single sentence or an entire paragraph. Honestly, less gives me more freedom, but the more you give me the more I can accurately fulfill your little fantasies! Also I really appreciate all of the compliments ♡ Hope you enjoy it!

↪ 1228 words — 18+ / SMUT — tw for dub-c0n, kidnapping, mention of murder, unsafe sex, mild daddy kink, and bondage.

You’ve barely managed to tame your breathing when Kurt finally speaks again. 

“Oh, come on,” he whines. “You’ve gotta be kidding me…”

You shift uncomfortably in your seat as his footsteps approach you. You can blearily make out him standing before you with his hands on his hips through the blindfold. 

“What am I—I don’t know what we’re gonna do,” he murmurs, sighing. His foot taps against the cool concrete. It bites at your bare feet. You’re only in your briefs and a t-shirt.

“I guess we could pr-practice. Like… well, what if fuck wins?” Your brow furrows, lips kept in a straight line to avoid giving him the satisfaction of you speaking. “I’ve never, uhm, touched a—touched another guy before…”

You gasp softly as his hand suddenly brushes over your bulge, tracing the length of it through your underwear. He presses a little more firmly, stroking you, your hips bucking and flinching, unsure whether to push into or pull away from his touch.

You bite your lip, trying and failing to muffle the whimpering moan that escapes. 

“Sensitive…” he hums idly. You hear the click of a cap as his blurry figure kneels in front of you. You instinctively spread your legs apart, letting him slot himself between them. 

He tugs your boxers down, tucking them beneath your balls. You breathe heavily through your nose, eyes fluttering shut as his lube-slicked hand delicately glides over your hardening length—at least if you get murdered tonight you can try and enjoy this first.

“J-just like… masturbating, right?” You’re not sure if he’s asking rhetorically or not, but you nod either way, jaw hanging slack as he firmly grips your cock and begins to stroke you. 

The cold lube quickly heats as his hand speeds up, his thumb swiping over your swollen head on each stroke up. You moan, squirming against your bindings, twist ties digging into your wrists.

“S-so fucking good,” you gasp out, brain becoming fuzzier and fuzzier with pleasure.

You’re suddenly blinded by harsh light as he yanks your blindfold free. You squint, slowly letting your eyes adjust to find him staring up at you in awe, his hand still steadily working your aching cock.

You stare back, eyes half-lidded and lips parted, sweat clumping up your lashes.

“Y-you can use your mouth,” you breathe. “If you want.”

His gaze flickers to your prick, hesitant as he leans forward to lap at the tip. You moan low and gravelly, the sound seemingly encouraging him as he parts his lips, delicately suckling at your cockhead.

“Just like that, oh, fuck…”

His free hand reaches up to massage at your balls, your head rolling back against the seat as you whimper, hips grinding in little circles. You watch him pull away from your dick with a grimace, smacking his lips together.

“It was s’posed to be cherry flavored,” he cringes, spitting onto the floor. “Tastes bad.”

You huff a laugh, your head lolling forward as you grow close to your orgasm.

“D-does it hurt…? Uhm, do you know?” Kurt says suddenly, looking up at you with a small frown. “Like… t-taking it inside you?”

His hand stills on your prick and you groan, trying to give him an encouraging smile in your half-dazed state.

“Not if you do it right,” you offer. He eyes your cock for a long moment, seeming to size you up.

“C-could you… show me?” He glances up at you, eyes wide and innocent despite everything he’s done.

You groan, nodding.

“‘Course, shit. Of course, baby boy,” the pet name flows unbidden from your lips, the flush that darkens Kurt’s cheeks making your cock kick.

He rises up on shaky legs, fumbling to pull his belt free and push his pants off. He awkwardly settles himself onto the chair, legs spread wide over your thighs. 

“Your hand’s already lubed up, baby, so just tease at your hole a little bit.”

He nods, his gaze down as he reaches back. He makes a throaty little noise, body tensing before slowly relaxing.

“When you’re ready just, take a deep breath, and slip it in on the exhale, okay?” You guide, mesmerized at all of his little micro-expressions.

He whimpers, eyes squeezing shut as the first finger pushes into him. 

“F-feels weird,” he finally offers.

“That’s okay,” you chuckle. “It’ll start to feel good, promise. Try moving your hand, baby.”

He nods, eyes still closed as he whines, his arm moving steadily. You instruct him to crook his fingers and he does so, back arching with a sharp gasp as he rubs over his prostate, his cock spitting out globs of precum as it jumps against his tummy.

He slowly works a second, then a third digit in, stretching himself open for your cock. His own is red and swollen, twitching and pulsing as he bounces back on his own hand with broken little moans and whimpers.

“Think you could take me now?” You urge, your own prick aching where it sits hard and neglected between your bodies.

He nods frantically, his face flushed and dripping with sweat. He pulls his fingers free, wiping the lube off on your shirt as his free hand reaches back to steady your cock.

He teases the tip against his puffy rim, letting it sink ever so slightly into him before pulling away again. 

“C’mon, baby, you’re gonna feel so good around daddy,” you urge, doing your best to buck your hips up against him.

He moans and sinks down onto you suddenly, shouting as he takes almost all of you in one swift movement. You yank against your restraints, head thrown back as his tight, wet hole clenches and spasms around you like a vice.

You absently notice the hot splatter of wetness against your tummy and look down, amazed that he managed to come just from being filled up. 

His dick is still hard, his grip tight on your shoulders as he shakily begins to raise himself up. He whimpers and gasps, slowly starting to fuck himself onto your cock.

“Feels so good,” he whines, his breath panting hot against your cheek as he rides you. “I’m so—you’re so big. Feel so f-full.”

You groan, weakly humping up into him in an attempt to meet his thrusts. He cries out, his clutch squeezing down around you again as he essentially hugs you, arms wrapped around your head and clawing at your scalp. 

You take the opportunity to suck and bite at his neck, marking the skin with reddening bruises that quickly turn a shade of purple.

He whines at the sensation, all of his broken little noises bringing you closer and closer to the edge. His jaw falls slack in a silent moan as he comes again, making a further mess of your stomach. His hole milks you, his thighs quivering as he weakly grinds down against you, the entirety of your cock sheathed in his tight heat.

You groan, your hips bucking as you come, filling his clutch with your spend. He pants heavily against your neck, nails digging into your shoulder as his body settles. He makes no move to pull off of you, your prick softening inside of him.

“I-I wonder if LiveFly’s back up,” he finally murmurs, sitting up to cup your face in his hands with a smile. “We’re gonna have to do that again.”

#spree #kurt kunkle x reader #mine #smut #kurt x reader

[quotergirl19]

The Heartbreak Of It All:

(Season 3 opening where Colin visits Penelope upon returning from his travels and she tells him she heard what he said.)

Colin: Pen, it is so good to see you! How have you been? You never responded to any of my letters, did you not receive them?

Penelope: I received them but chose not to read them, I… I do not wish to pretend anymore.

Colin: What were you pretending?

Penelope: That you actually wanted to write to me or cared to receive word from me. I understand now how you truly see me… we are not friends Mister Bridgerton.

Colin: Pen of course we are friends and of course I wanted to hear from you, why would you ever doubt that? Talk to me.

Penelope: I heard you… with Lord Fife and those other gentlemen at Featherington ball, hearing you mocking me so soon after you looked me in the eye and said I was special to you… I have never felt so horrible. I should have known better but I thought you were different… I thought you were kind and understood me and that you cared. But now when I think of you and how blindly I trusted you… I see what a fool I was… to you I was only ever a pathetic and pitiable wallflower.

Colin: Pen please stop this. Do not speak about yourself that way, it pains me that you would ever think…

Penelope: Please, no more lies. Enough time has passed since that night. I have accepted the truth. I was never more than the someone you felt indebted to after I tried to protect you from Marina. You paid your debt to me when you revealed the truth about my cousin Jack. So I ask that you please stop pretending now.

Colin: I should not have said what I said. I was asked something personal surrounded by several men who I do not trust and I said the first thing I could think of to make them stop. I am ashamed that I hurt you Penelope.

Penelope: You were protecting your own reputation from being thought of as someone who would ever consider a lady so beneath you as me.

Colin: There’s no one kinder or more special to me in the world than you. You are my oldest and dearest friend and the best person I know. I should have told them that. Please forgive me Penelope, if not for your friendship, I would be utterly lost. Please do not give up on me, I am sorry. Tell me how to make it right.

Penelope: Because of what you said, I may end up a spinster. Every girlish fantasy I ever indulged in about marrying into an kind family, having my own home, being loved by a good man or having children may never come to be. I already have a hard enough time engaging with people I do not know and now when I try to, I keep wondering if they know that I am the young lady who Colin Bridgerton singled out as particularly uncourtable. It is awful. But I have to do the impossible and find a husband or risk being alone and unprotected for the rest of my life… so just leave me be. The damage is done.

Colin: I will make this right, Penelope. I swear on my honor as a gentleman, as a Bridgerton. I will help you. You have no father or brother to guide and protect you. Let me. You deserve everything you have ever dreamed of. Together we will find you the best husband. I swear it. You will have a good man, your own home free of your mama, you will want for nothing and you will have a family who loves and appreciates you the way you deserve. Let me help you.

Penelope: Leave me alone Colin. Please. If you mean what you say, I forgive you but please, just stay away from me.

#the heartbreak of it all #bridgerton #Colin Bridgerton #Penelope Featherington #penelope x colin #colin x penelope #quotergirl mini fic #bridgerton season 3 expectations #Polin

[pastel-tyranny]

Wanna be a Fashionista?: My opinions on Fashion Dreamer

Long post of my thoughts, follow my Fashion Dreamer showcase: Dyxyg5yr36

I’ll say it right here right now, this game has a chokehold on me as soon as I opened up the main menu. The gameplay loop is very addicting. But before I dive into my many praises I have to talk about some of my gripes with this game.

First of all the lack of clarity; it’s good that they have the button prompts on the screen because oh lord it’s very confusing when you first start out. It’s no wonder the first quarter of the game is a tutorial! I mean yes there are useful tips are there in the tip menu, but some things need to be written out directly. Especially when it comes down to Online Events such as the current (as of right now) Fantasy Butterfly Fairy event. I had to get help from a few other players and online video guides just to make heads or tails for some of the mission prompts. I have a few family and friends who either have the game or are in the process of wanting to get it, I think a consecutive written guide needs to be created so I don’t have to explain for the billionth time to ‘press plus then X’ and so on. (Pro tip: Once you reach platinum rank, the credits roll and take a very long time. Afterward you unlock the final cocoon.)

The next con is a bit of a personal one, the lack of fashion item variety and makeup limitations. The irony of this one I know, but items such as gloves, necklaces, leg warmers, bracelets, suspenders, and inners are relegated to specific shirts, one pieces and shoes. As of writing this there are no; jumpsuits with long pants, cat ears, traditional tiaras, and long mermaid / ball gowns. And ironically a lack of male fashion too. While yes, we get to play as a guy there is the fact some of the girls outfits don’t carry over to the guys. There’s a tee shirt from the Type A body that I really like and think would look perfect for the Type B body and vice versa with pairs of shoes or one pieces. Makeup isn’t as detailed to work with, they’re mostly relegated to prompts instead of picking blush, eye shadow, and eyeliner separately. The length of eyelashes are also regelated solely to the eye shape you picked and are only customized by color.

My final gripe is a smaller one in comparison is lag hiccups. When walking around the different cocoons with a gazillion downloaded items can cause gameplay optimization to stutter a snails pace both online and during Solo Mode. Even if it’s as short as 3 seconds or a “Loading Please Wait” prompt while running around can occur. It’s just a small issue so hopefully down the line, the devs will fix that with an update. I understand there are limitations to the game as a whole but that still doesn’t deter me from playing. Now for the major positives.

The fact you can walk around and play as a male avatar! I am beyond happy, it’s everything I’ve hoped for. Not only can you put lipstick prompts and different color eye shadow, but you can use some of the more feminine looking hair styles on the more masculine looking models is truly amazing! Same goes with facial hair on feminine models the option you can do that alone is spectacular! Both models can share hats, earrings, and glasses too! The clothing designs themselves are whimsical, fun, cute, and cool! And knowing that they could drop new online events in the future with new outfits are always something to look forward to. Another thing I have to praise is the amount of inclusivity we have at the start of the game with afro hair textures, facial features, and darker skin tones. It just goes to show how far we’ve come and I hope that the devs can push that further in future updates and installments.

The ability to have as many clothes as you want without storage limitations is always major plus! Currency being relegated to just creating clothes makes sense to me. Yes it’s gacha based when it comes to getting rare patterns, however simply pressing the ‘like’ button on someone’s avatar can give you the clothes they’re wearing is very helpful. Especially during online mode when other people and clothes on the pop up boards have rare items. And people online can send you cute outfits, even while your switch is in sleep mode! This also applies to the show rooms, it’s great to see new clothes and furniture people get. I also like that this is a game solely deticated to walking around instead of jumping through menus like some other fashion games I know. I am also in love with the fact you can take pictures anywhere, the scenery in some of these maps are a sight to behold! Taking pictures in the photo eggs are fun, especially since you have a nice variety of stickers, filters, and a line of focus to fiddle with along with poses and held items. And finally I think the best part about this game for me is the many muses to see and meet. Whether they are a player or NPC, there’s no shortage of possibilities when it comes to the many choices of fashion. It gives me so much inspiration, and since you can make multiple characters (4 total) you can relegate specific styles to each muse! (Or at least that’s what I did, lol)

Now to address the big elephant in the room, does this hold up as the spiritual successor to the Style Savvy / Style Boutique / Girls Mode games? In some ways, absolutely. If you want to collect / make clothes, design your own custom avatar, and see things other people make then you gotta get the game! However the core of Style Savvy is its lovable cast of NPCs and story set in the world of fashion. And while none of the NPCs you meet have a large narrative to tell, there are a few to me that stick out and I love dearly, even if they’re one dimensional. I let the headcanons fester and make the rules up as I go. The only major goal is to reach Master Rank and get your brand up to the highest level. I heard rumors through the grape vine that a fashion show mode could potentially be added? But that’s pure speculation as of writing this.

So my final overall thoughts; as I said in the beginning of this post, the game has a chokehold on me. It’s fun, entertaining, and full of passion for fashion from the dev team that brought us Style Savvy. It scratches an itch I’ve had since the last Style Savvy game. And while it has its ups and downs, I personally think this is a pretty solid game for the average fashion sim enjoyer outside of the gameplay troubles. Thanks for reading all the way through and if you want to follow my showcase, the code is on the top of this post! :3

(Just for making it this far, I made a promise post that I would make a fashion dreamer version of Dominic from Style Savvy so I’m reposting the pics here again.)

#pastel reviews #pastel is a fashionista #fashion dreamer game #fashion dreamer #kawaii games #style boutique #style savvy #girls mode 4 #style savvy dominic

[inky-duchess]

Fantasy Guide to the Debutante Ball

In recent years due to the rise of Bridgerton, the concept of a debutant has piqued a lot of your interests. I've been answering a lot of questions about debuts so I've decided to compile everything into one guide for you all (y'all deserve a guide because I've not made many in ages cause I've been absolutely swamped. I'm going to try do more).

What exactly is a debut?

A debut is the entrance of a member of the nobility, the gentry or the wealthy into the society of the day. They are being formally introduced to their peers and their future social groups. This milestone marks them coming of age and being able to finally take part in society as adults. Both boys and girls make their debut in society. But we will be focusing on the girls for today.

How to Debut in Polite Society

Like many traditions, there are strict guidelines one must follow. Most debutants are at least 16, ranging to 16-20. They must be a member of nobility, gentry or a part of an influential family in order to participate.

In European tradition, the debutant is introduced to the Royal family by a female relative, who has already been presented at court. They are formally introduced to the court and society, making their bows or curtsys. Once this ritual has been observed, every debutant will hold a ball at their own home to celebrate their coming out. Every debutant will host a ball and attend other debutants' balls over the weeks of the Season. They would also attend different events throughout the Season in order to meet their peers and make connections. The tradition of the debutant ball has become a rarity in recent years though some still practise it.

In 19th Century America, one debut's by holding a ball to mark one's entrance into society. Peers, influential figures and other affluential people would be invited to witness the debutant make their entrance. In more recent years, a debut is made through International Debutante Ball. A debutante must be recommended by an established member of society or a member of the committee (usually a female relative) similar to the European tradition. However, in American tradition the debutants are escorted by her father rather than a female relative and once she's presented, she is escorted by a younger male escort. The American debutant does not get away without her curtsy however, she must perform the gesture known as the St. James Bow to attendees or in Southern tradition, the "Texas Dip".

What to wear to a Debut

Everything, even down to what you're wearing, is set out in tradition. When debuting at a European Court, the traditional choice is a white court dress (though soft pinks and shades of white are permitted). The dress was short sleeved and had to have a train. The debutante wore long white gloves, a veil in her hair with three white ostrich feathers and jewels. Before the debutant has been introduced, she would hold her train over her arm and then let it fall when she has been presented. American debutants have a more complex colour scheme since they can participate in the ball for up to three years first time debutants wear wear white, post-debutantes black and on the third year they wear red.

I also really recommend watching Downton Abbey 4x09 because of how accurately it depicts the debutante's journey from before ceremony, the actual ceremony and post-ceremony.

#Debutant balls #Fantasy Guide to debutant balls #Debuts #Debutante balls #Sorry this took so long #writing resources #writing reference #writing advice #writer #writer's problems #spilled words #writer's life #writeblr #writing #ask answered #Fantasy Guide #Fantasy Guide to balls

[king-magnifico-haven]

✨ OC Writing Prompts with Magnifico! ✨

Write a scene where King Magnifico surprises your OC with a candlelit dinner in the royal gardens, complete with their favorite dishes and soft music playing in the background, expressing his love and admiration through every gesture and word spoken.

Craft a moment where King Magnifico presents your OC with a hand-written love letter, detailing all the ways they have captured his heart and soul, leaving your OC speechless with emotion.

Describe a romantic horseback ride through the picturesque countryside, with King Magnifico guiding your OC through fields of wildflowers as the sun sets, whispering sweet nothings and promising a lifetime of love and devotion.

Write a scene where King Magnifico sweeps your OC off their feet with a grand gesture, such as commissioning a beautiful piece of artwork or arranging a private serenade under the stars, showcasing his affection in the most extravagant yet heartfelt manner.

Craft a moment of intimacy where King Magnifico and your OC share a quiet evening by the fireplace, exchanging tender kisses and whispered declarations of love, basking in the warmth of each other's presence.

Describe a romantic getaway to a secluded castle by the sea, where King Magnifico and your OC indulge in leisurely walks along the shore, stolen kisses in hidden alcoves, and passionate embraces beneath the moonlight.

Write a scenario where King Magnifico surprises your OC with a masquerade ball in their honor, whisking them away into a world of fantasy and enchantment, where they dance the night away in each other's arms, lost in the magic of their love.

Craft a scene where King Magnifico showers your OC with lavish gifts and tokens of his affection, from rare jewels to handcrafted trinkets, each one a symbol of his undying love and devotion.

Describe a romantic picnic in the royal gardens, where King Magnifico and your OC share laughter and sweet treats, exchanging playful banter and stolen kisses amidst the beauty of nature.

Write a moment of vulnerability where King Magnifico confesses his deepest desires and dreams to your OC, laying bare his heart and soul, trusting them with his innermost thoughts and feelings, solidifying the bond of love between them.

#disney wish #king magnifico #disney #wish oc #wish movie #magnifico x oc

[dragon-of-timeless-blue]

@ocean-waters

HI OCEAN 🌊❤️ (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ Sorry, Tumblr got weird and deleted the draft of my response to your ask, but luckily I took a screenshot before the tragedy (because this has happened before), so yeah, here it is

1. What are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

There are so many things that have contributed to building the Frankenstein-like creature person that i am, but I think three basic things (that do not include lessons or lifestyles directly related to my parents) were:

1. the music i listened in my childhood

Literally throughout my childhood I listened to TOO much music and of many types and genres, (in home we had a lot of records and cassettes from my parents, from a compilation of children's songs from around the world to pink floyd) and I think the impact that that had on me was huge, like the being able to know the true diversity that music can bring and the magic of being able to express your feelings in that way is something that I think many of the children my age did not have (my town is small and there were not as many options of what to listened)

2. Educational TV shows and books

It's a bit silly to say it like that, but if it weren't for educational television and how i got my hands on every book about science facts, animals, fantasy, etc that I encounter, i wouldn't be the person I am. the shows I watched made the whole concept of knowledge AND learning extremely fun for me and it helped me in school and, well, reading is one of the things that has had the greatest impact on my life (for a reason I'm studying literature lmao) and many of the lessons from those books continue to guide me today in one way or another.

3. Anime

I won't go into much detail because I would end up writing an essay about how thousands of series marked my life, but let's just say that after finishing watching Dragon Ball Z I was already a different person than when I had started watching it.... and the rest came like an avalanche

14. What’s something you’ve always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do?

Diving in a pool.

WHENEVER I SEE LIKE IN FREE! WHO THEY DIVE INTO THE future WATER I'M LIKE: I WANT TO DO THAT!! obviously not at the level of a professional swimmer or anything like that,b just jump into the water and receive it like an old friend, the water is alive after all, but...BUT, the sensations scare me too much, I feel that they would shock me too much. Ironically, the first time I went to a pool (i was like 5) I went into the water throwing myself with all the confidence in the world, that almost made me drown, so maybe my brain remembers that situation and is scared by instinct lmao

17. Name 3 things that make you happy

Chara, my cat, the bastard is too adorable and too spoiled, he thinks he is the god of the world and I believe him, LOOK AT HIM, HES SO AKKDKFLODLELFKDOXKLDNXLD

Spaghetti. is one of my comfort foods, at the level that just eating it makes me feel like life is the most precious and meaningful thing of all

Listen to JOY, It really lives up to its name because it fills me with joy every time I listen to it, IT HAS TOO MANY THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY 🎶i feel so free and joy...🎶

AAAAH THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR THE ASK, and sorry for the inconvenience

#ask game #(⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) #It was very interesting to think about all this...

[mouseinthegreenhouse]

Writeblr Intro!- Take Two

Finally got around to redoing my writeblr intro with more details and stuff and both me as a writer and my WIPs so lets GO

All About Mousie (Me!)

hi, i'm mousie or mouse, whatever you prefer! i am very new to all of this and have just this year gotten back into writing my OG wips. the power of supportive friends haha! i'm excited to show off my little people who i have made and put through the wringer. i hope you like them as much as i do and i am looking forward to meeting other writers and learning all about their little guys!

Stuff I write and am fond of: A lot of fantasy and found family. There is romance sprinkled in there too but it isn't usually the main focus. My writing can have some darker themes and I try my best to balance it out with suited humour and some good times for the poor characters as well.

I like to write about morally grey characters and queer themes and my work is primarily YA fiction. Vampires tend to work there way into any of my fantasy works and I love writing about high stakes.

Last of all, I adore worldbuilding and can, and will, ramble on and on about little stuff that probably won't even end up mentioned. It's FUN and that's all I care about <33

---

My (current) WIPs

Project UMBR-1: A YA fantasy novel set in the world of Asteria, a place split into four nations and four seasons. It centres around Aggie, a fourteen year old pureblood human who has been uprooted from her normal life in order to save the world from a virus-like curse that is infecting anyone with magic in their blood. Summary-

In a world of people with the blood of magical creatures running through their veins, fourteen year old Agnes Bells is devastatingly human. It is only when the planet of Asteria is consumed by a fatal Sickness that she realises this may not be the curse she once thought it was. Sent off by the seemingly omnipotent Order with only a reluctant vampiric guide, a destination, and a will to save her loved ones' lives, Aggie finds herself on a journey that peels back the layers of an unfamiliar past. She never expects to end up uncovering a plot that stretches much deeper than what the Order has let on. What truly makes a hero? Aggie wonders if she will ever find out.

Project Henneton (Just Otto): A YA story set in early 1800s England, centred around a boy raised in a circus who is discovered to be the kidnapped child of a viscount. It focuses on family bonds and strife, as well as a mystery and battle between trust and loyalty. Summary-

Otto has never known his birth family. Walking the tightropes with the roar of applause below and the bright support of his troupe, his real family, has made him never really want to. He has found all he needs and the faces of the parents who were never there simply don't fit into that. However, when a visiting nobleman claims that Otto is the renowned and missing Henneton baby, his content life on the road comes to an abrupt stop. Forced into the arms of a family he never wanted, Otto is determined to make his way back to where he belongs. Only, it seems that the Hennetons are not going to let go so easily and secrets written in blood leave the deepest stains.

Project Creator: This dark fantasy story focuses around the all-consuming need for truth and the desperate clinging to a family long gone. It centres around the four rulers of the four seasonal fae courts as they grapple with the return of a father who abandoned them and the sudden appearance of an unknown fae who shares his same golden eyes. Summary-

The Fae Rulers have moved on from the disappearance of their father, The Creator. Or, that's what they tell themselves. They host balls and parties of grand splendour and ignore the cracks in their courts, and the way they barely speak to each other without a barbed comment and political intention. It's easier that way. It's their normal, just the same as it has been for the past few millennia. It's a normal that is torn apart by the sudden reappearance of The Creator, armed with a distant smile and a will to pretend that nothing has changed at all. Emotions are tumultuous and unlikely alliances are formed as the four siblings fight between embracing this dream come true and digging for the truth behind their family's collapse. Perhaps the arrival of a mysterious fae with familiar golden eyes will give them the chance to have both their picture perfect family and the truth they seek. Or maybe they will find themselves with neither once more.

Project Vampire: A dark YA romance featuring vampires, a marriage business proposal, and found family. Written in second person, it centres around you, the sudden guardian of your two younger siblings, on a quest to save both them and yourself from the greedy hands of people you once thought were friends. It focuses on learning to trust and a slow enemies to lovers that starts with marriage and ends with family.

Summary-

Following the death of your parents, you are left to care for your younger siblings. A feat that becomes much more dangerous as certain truths come to light and lead to the friendly faces of your hometown turning warped with greed and malintent. Left with no choice but to flee the only place you have ever known, you know you will not last long with treachery following your footsteps. To save both yourself and what remains of your family, you come up with a plan to enlist the help of the one thing the world fears more than anything. Vampires. Reluctant and with terror fuelling your every move, you leave your siblings in temporary shelter and knock on the door of the manor belonging to the notorious and vampiric Sir Maximilian Rodfell, armed only with your will and a proposal. What can go wrong?

---

I look forward to meeting new friends and learning about others' cool wips!! :D

#writblr #writeblr intro #writeblr introduction #writers of tumblr #writeblr community

[haveyoureadthisfantasybook]

I’m still looking for genre clarification for the following books:

Harry Harrison, The Steel Rat

Lois Lowry, The Giver (clarification provided!)

Adriana Mather, Killing November

Anne McCaffrey and Margaret Ball, Acorna: The Unicorn Girl (clarification provided)

I also accidentally replied privately to someone with a clarification question about Storm Constantine’s Wraeththu trilogy, which appear to be science fiction as far as I can tell. if anyone can clarify what would make them fantasy, please let me know! (clarification provided!)

if anyone has read them and can elaborate on whether they are or aren’t fantasy / do or don’t have fantastic elements, I’d appreciate it!

I’m also still waiting to hear back from original requesters about the following ambiguous submissions where it’s unclear whether they want a single book or a whole series (or what series they want):

Emily Croy Barker, The Thinking Woman’s Guide to Real Magic

Kira Jane Buxton, Hollow Kingdom

Jessica Day George, Dragon Slippers / Adam Gidwitz, A Tale Dark and Grimm

Rachel Hartman, Seraphina / Cassandra Clare, Shadowhunter Chronicles / Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows

Lois Lowry, The Giver

I also replied to the same person as above privately with a clarification question about Mercedes Lackey and Ellen Guon’s Bedlam(’s) Bard series — if that was you (I forgot to write down the username, sorry!), let me know what you were looking for!

if you submitted one of these and have a preference for the first book or the entire series, please let me know!

#clarification requests

[bootstrapparadoxed]

Writeblr Introduction

[image description: a somewhat foggy/blurry photo of a green valley with a thin strip of a village in the middle and a cloudy, lightly blue sky above]

Author name: Mattie Bukowski, he/him

Country of residence: Poland

Preferred genres: horror, sci-fi, fantasy (in that order) – all preferably mixed with literary, plus literary on its own

Preferred mediums: novel, short story, video essay

Occupation: PhD student (evolutionary biology)

Age: mid-twenties

Hi, my name is Mattie, I write unhinged fiction inspired by my various existential crises and make video essays about whatever I am hyperfixated on in that moment. I’m queer, autistic, and disabled. English is not my native language but at this point I use it more than my native. My debut novel will hopefully come out late this year from a small press.

I want this side-blog to be mostly about writeblr, so my updates on my stories (both WIP and published), interaction with other people, tag games, etc etc - but I will also talk occasionally about video essays (both mine and other people’s), books I’m reading (will mostly be reblogs from my personal blog or links to a website – coming soon) and other random things I think are important.

If you feel like I would be interested in your stories, please feel free to reply to this post or tag me!

Links:

Main WIP

My existing works

Hyper-specific genres and tropes I love

Personal blog

YouTube channel

Full WIP list under the cut:

FrankensteinWIP – novel, working title “Offspring of Unhappy Days”: a literary horror with dark academia vibes and a dark m/m romance; tag line: “When two scientists discover a horrifying truth about consciousness and death, their obsessive devotion to each other pushes them to do the unthinkable.” Comps: “Babel”, “Leech”, “These Violent Delights”, “Call Me By Your Name”

30% drafted, fully outlined, want to finish the full draft and edit this year

Disability and Horror – video essay; explores the relationship between disability portrayal in horror, the ableism of the horror genre, and the way horror media/fiction can reflect or portray experiences of disabled people, albeit accidentally

Fully drafted, partially edited script, planning to release it this year

Hitchhiker's Guide is an Existentialist Masterpiece – video essay; starts off talking about how the works of Douglas Adams can be deeply philosophical and existential and goes into a lot of things, including chance, luck, and free will.

Partially outlined, planning to have it released this year, hopefully around August/September.

Ideas for novels or novellas that are spinning around in my head 24/7:

“eulogy”, a literary dystopia about a woman trying to document the full scope of humanity before the last human dies of old age; started drafting ages ago and dropped

a space horror novella about a space colony living on a planet that wants them dead, and an outcast accidentally stuck on it, with inspiration from one of my most obscure fears – ball lightning

a “soft-boiled, sybir-punk” novel – set in a future dystopian Russia and follows a bizarre conspiracy; comps: “The Author of My Immortal Emailed Me…” video by Sarah Z and Dirk Gently novels

rewrite of my first novel, “before the stardust” – an anti-capitalist space opera about five young people trying to find their place in the universe; started re-drafting a year ago and dropped

#writeblr #writeblr intro #writers on tumblr #readblr #bookblr

[elshells]

Welcome, Traveler! * * *

Introduction

Hello! Ella here, it's nice to meet you. How did I get here? That's not important. Welcome to my page!

This blog mainly functions as a writer's blog. I've been writing original fiction for five years now, but I've been a storyteller at heart for even longer. Science fiction, fantasy, and horror is where I'm happiest—‌contemporary fiction is great, but I'm not truly happy without robots, dragons, or a witch's curse thrown into the mix. I may even write a poem or two if the mood strikes, though I'm still relatively new to poetry.

I also draw, sometimes. It's been a long time since I've dedicated time to making art, and I've lost a lot of my mojo, but it's still a hobby of mine. Maybe one day, I'll end up posting something here!

If I'm not doing any of that, I might hop on just to say whatever thoughts are on my mind. Honestly, who knows what I'll do? Certainly not me. But hey, I make the rules, and mostly, I'm here to have fun!

I would love to get to know some of y'all, especially in the writing community, so don't be shy to reach out! I'll admit that I don't always know how to make the first move, but I enjoy a good chat!

* * *

About Me

—‌Currently in my 20's and pursuing a degree in English with a concentration in creative writing, another major in gender, sexuality, and race studies, and minors in music performance and publishing and printing arts. So, naturally, I can be a busy gal.

—‌As a writer, my goal is to publish within the next four years (researching the indie route atm). I also have aspirations to be an actor, especially in community theatre and voiceover work. We'll see how all that goes!

—‌I've played the flute for nine years, and am slowly learning guitar and piano. Eventually I'd love to learn my way around a drum set as well, if I ever find the discipline!

—‌I love to swim, and I took horseback riding lessons for several years. Beyond that, I'm pretty much hopeless at sports, especially the ones where a ball gets thrown around. My depth perception and hand-eye coordination leave much to be desired.

—‌I volunteer at my local zoo and aquarium as a guide and environmental advocate, and more recently, I've started teaching swim lessons.

—‌If you ever think I say something funny, there's a 75% chance that it was unintentional. I like to crack jokes, but I rarely think I'm funny in real life.

—‌I welcome asks and tag games, and will eagerly jump on any opportunity to ramble about my WIPs, OCs, and what have you. Granted, it takes me forever and a day to respond to literally anything (I'm so sorry), but know that I've seen them and will reply eventually! I'd love to get to know you and your writing :)

—‌TLDR; I'll talk to anyone about anything, as long as the conversation stays friendly, safe, and respectful. I won't tolerate hate in any form.

* * *

WRITING MASTER LIST

**If you're reading a story of mine and you enjoy a chapter, please consider reblogging to let me know! I welcome any comments you have to give, so long as you are kind to me, yourself, and others. Useful and constructive criticism is always encouraged if your watchful eyes catch something mine didn't, so please feel free to share any questions, opinions, or feedback you have. I appreciate any and all support I can get!**

Unfinished Business

The Harmont Heroes Series —‌A fusion of science fiction and fantasy that features superheroes, action, mystery, and intrigue, as well as LGBTQ+ relationships. -BOOK ONE: Agent Ace

EMBR of the Earth —‌A futuristic, post-apocalyptic world overrun by robots and hostile, alienesque creatures. A young scholar, doctor, and activist must return to Earth in order to figure out how to save it. -On hiatus for major edits and rewrites, but you can read the current (unfinished) draft here.

Encore‌ —‌A twist on the Final Girl trope where a woman who survived a horror story is given the opportunity to go back in time to save the others (with a price). -This story hasn't been uploaded to Tumblr yet, but you can start reading it here.

Poetry

Water Nymphs

Witches

Alley Cat

Sea Urchin

Homebody

Puhpowee

* * *

WHERE ELSE YOU CAN FIND ME

Wattpad: @ persephonehale

AO3: @ elshells **In the meantime, thanks for saying hi!**

#ella thinks #ella's writing #introductory post #masterlist #masterpost #writer's blog #wip: agent ace #wip: embr of the earth #wip: encore #poetry blog #art blog #among many other things #thanks friends for stopping by! #ask me anything!