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meowydoe · 11 months
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What the world needs is more people drawing RTC characters as if they were the one playing them. It is not cringe I find it very cool.
Go draw yourself as your dream RTC role, nobody is stopping you >:3!
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vamprisms · 1 month
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the reject bhaal path is so funny. daughtership ended with bhaal. Now jergal is my father
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pink-key · 3 months
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aaa could you tell us more abt oli?
Oh man oh boy oh man! I don't know how to present him, or what to tell about him. The reason why and how he kills is stated as clearly as I could do it in the story. Feel free to send questions about him lmao. Here are fun facts/summary of some aspects of Oli. Like his personality, style and such. Warning: long very very cringe answer lmaoooo
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Since he's a psychopath (has no empathy, remorse, lacks morals), he spent his childhood observing people's behavior so he would understand how to act accordingly, to look "normal".
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He understood that he can act in ways that would benefit him. He can act shy, outgoing, cold, etc. with people. Got him out of some difficult situations.
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Sometimes he reads the room bad tho lmao
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By the way, did you know this computer programmer student really likes the color green???!?
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After murdering someone and getting rid of evidence, he feels refreshed, energized and productive for some time..until his anger bubbles up and becomes the desire to kill again.
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Oh yeah, his favorite being is his lil tomato plant in his room.
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janebonbon · 4 months
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Hello! Waving!
Perhaps a silly one but I love seeing you draw your oc interacting with the other neighbors. Perhaps them getting their favorite food from Howdy's? Oh what is their favorite food I wonder! :3c
Sketchy, oh dear sketchy.... This is so VERY funny to us because we have been absolutely trying and failing to make a little comic about Dolly and Howdy. Mostly because we are not used to making comics at all. I got too detailed in my first sketches making Howdy too detailed and got sucked into it... Would you believe that I did that AGAIN?? Because I did. But thank you for pushing me to sketch it over again! This is a draft, and definitely unpolished! But I'll have fun finishing it up once I'm moved! I'm looking forward to making more of these :)
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[Also, as a small disclaimer, Dolly (me) is not... quite an OC but an alter! We have DID and I honestly don't mind being called an OC as long as I'm just treated respectfully! The sort of parallel I could say is how people have internet personas? Just that kind of respect, though I don't mind questions in regards to that at all!]
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beckiboos · 8 months
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You can trust me
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Pretty corpse asks Dolly very nicely... ok
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Spawn bites Dolly, then Dolly bites spawn... and bites and bites and bites-
Astarion - Okie dokie we should probably call it an day
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Hey, ladies! Time's running out. And I certainly can't tell you to take this stamp here on the right side of my desk and mark "return" on your paperwork. I would never do a thing like that. (7.16 - The Beginning)
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bluemoon042 · 2 years
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Logically I knew that there was a possibility that Link would have a country accent if he talked based on how Fado talks but actually seeing on option for 'Sorry, partner' really confirms it 😆
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deityofhearts · 2 months
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also look at this car we saw on the way home from work yesterday, there were more stickers on the side of their car that we couldn’t really see but I can only imagine also had to do with dolly parton
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arkhmlcst · 3 months
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{{ “watch old movies from the 1940’s” NO “watch teresa wright movies and fixate on the old film genre” NOOO GET OUT OF MY SKIN !!!
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surroundedbyconfusion · 9 months
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I love movies with 7 minute settings that with little to no dialogue. I’m feeding rn.
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meowydoe · 1 year
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Ride the Cyclone fun fact of the day : in the 2019 Alliance Theater audio bootleg, Ricky, instead of saying “No, it was the Silver Surfer”, says “No, it was Garfield”
“If sacred spaces are to be spared ravages of war, then make all places sacred. And, if the holy people are to be kept harmless from war then make all people holy” - Garfield
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crymeariveronceagain · 9 months
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hi! so i was bored, so i decided to read Anna Karenina because you said it was good
i'm in love. it was so good
OMG OMG OMG BELOVED YESSSS
ISNT IT GREAT???? THE THEMES AND THE CONVERSATION IT STARTS AND THE INSIGHTS INTO THE MINDS OF BOTH MEN AND WOMEN AND THE FACT THAT TOLSTOY LOST LITERAL INTEREST IN IT AFTER THE FIRST COUPLE CHAPTERS??? LIKE HE WROTE IT WITHOUT CARING ABOUT IT???? AND HE WROTE THAT MASTERPIECE??? ITS SO GOOD!?!?!? ADKASDKSLKDJASKDSJ!!!!
Also dearest did you read that like just real quick? It took me two whole months lmao.
BUT ISNT IT SO GOOD???
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swampjawn · 1 month
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God I love animation. I love it for the way it can bring anything to life beyond the constraints of boring ol' reality, but also the ways that it's inextricably linked to, and draws on the conventions of live-action film-making.
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So fuck it, let's look at how Hayao Miyazaki straight up copies some camera framing techniques from his predecessor and the other most influential Japanese filmmaker of all time, Akira Kurosawa! (Kurosawa really was the master of framing scenes around his characters, so he's a great source of inspiration)
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(btw, this is a screenshot from this TV special where the two met for the first time just after the release of Kurosawa's final film. It's pretty interesting, and also very cute how nervous Miyazaki seems to be to meet one of his idols.)
Specifically, how the two each choose to break the 180 degree rule (well, not technically 'break' in the case of Kurosawa) to show their protagonists' changing destiny in "Throne of Blood" and "Princess Mononoke".
For anyone who doesn't know, the 180 degree rule is a basic film-making rule of thumb which states that in any scene where two characters interact, you should draw an imaginary line between them and the camera should always stay on one side of that line.
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("In the Mood for Love" - Wong Kar-wai)
This way, one character is always looking to the right of the camera, the other is always looking to the left, and the audience doesn't get confused by the geography of the scene. Crossing this line can be disorienting, but when done intentionally, it can convey a paradigm shift of some kind in the scene.
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In this scene from "Throne of Blood," (a feudal Japanese retelling of Macbeth) Washizu's wife Asaji discusses tactics with him and tries to convince him to aspire to the throne and to assassinate his lord Tsuzuki while he sleeps.
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As two servants appear to notify them that Washizu's sleeping quarters are prepared, the camera dollies left and around the characters' backs. This camera movement is motivated by the motion of the servants' torches outside the room, but it also signifies a change in Washizu's outlook.
Washizu is completely silent for most of this scene, contemplating his wife's advice. But as the camera slides behind his back and across the line of action, the scene is now re-framed, illustrating his change in perspective.
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He's been convinced and the trajectory of his life is about to change - and now, facing away from the camera, is the time for action.
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Because the camera slides smoothly across the line, Kurosawa isn't technically breaking the 180 degree rule. Miyazaki on the other hand, takes it a little further.
The complimentary scene in Princess Mononoke comes near the start when the wise woman of the village reads Prince Ashitaka's fortune after he's cursed by the wild boar spirit. She tells him that it is his fate to leave the village and travel to the west, where he may be able to lift the curse on his arm. The trajectory of Ashitaka's life changes in this moment too. As he accepts his fate, the change is symbolized by him cutting off his hair, but also by the camera jumping the line.
Throughout this dialogue scene and even as he cuts his hair, the simulated camera sits just slightly to the side of Ashitaka's left shoulder.
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But once it's done, for the final shot, the scene is reframed and we jump to the other side, where Ashitaka is now looking to the right of the camera instead of the left.
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Making the camera dolly across a scene like Kurosawa's version in 2D animation is no simple task, so this transition with a simple cut is in a way subtler, in another way a bit more jarring, but it conveys the same meaning.
This is the moment when our protagonists make the choice to embark on a new destiny and re-frame their lives.
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This has been an excerpt from a short video essay I made a while back, which not many people watched. I think this is at least in part due to my failure to package it well, and it seems you tumblheads like this animation/cinematography analysis stuff, so this is an experiment to see if, with the help of y'all, and a new title and thumbnail, it's at all possible to give this video a second wind in the eyes of the Youtube Gods!
So if you found this interesting, I'd appreciate if you checked it out! Thanks for reading!
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nonomives · 1 year
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Oh hey--before I forget. Smthn I finally did yesterday
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★ Dolly Delight ★
Info dump under the cut
This cheery bee used to live in another town before she went to pursue her dreams of travelling and became a train operator. Dolly often talked about how she, with her buddy, Charlie the Train, wound up going around the wrong mountain and ended up in Home. Some of her retellings had variations to the same story, still it always ended up with them finding Home. Eventually, they settled in and ran the town's sole train station.
Despite her frequent trips in and out of town, she never had passengers on her train. Instead, she would return to mainly deliver stocks for Howdy's Bugdega, but also gift her neighbors with different trickets she found on her journey. Dolly always made sure her station is on tip top shape and if she didn't do that, she scurried about, mingled with the folks and found tasks to busy herself with. She wasn't always the best at carrying out said tasks as she easily got distracted, but she tried anyway, which often led to silly mishaps.
One thing to note is that Dolly was a cheeky, energetic, and chipper gal who loved to go from place to place. Not only that, she's also a bee, but with only a pair of arms and tiny wings. Part of her dialogue had her pointing out how fun it would be to have extra hands, saying she got her two arms from her mom, and her tiny wings from her dad. There were moments where Dolly would contemplate visiting her parents again, but she would immediately get distracted by something else instead.
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Hi, I am trying to write a homosexual book that takes place in the 20s. I am unsure where to start and how bad the 20s was for homosexuality so if you have any tips it would be appreciated. Thank you for reading.
Homosexuality in Historical Fiction
I'm going to answer this in two parts: (1) Tips for writing queer historical fiction, and (2) the 1920 gay culture.
Get Your Language Right
Vocabulary is key to capturing how homsexual people identified themselves and interacted with one another at the time. Consider:
The kind of language/code used at the time. For example, gay men in the 1950-60s would have spoken Polari to skirt UK’s strict anti-homosexuality laws. This might mean your characters say seemingly ridiculous things like, “Bona to vada your dolly old eek!” (good to see your nice face)
Authenticity vs. Sensitivity. We don’t need to perpetuate old slurs just because they were used “at the time”. Would the readers of today (your target audience) be accepting towards use of such language? 
Is it really necessary? Just like in the case of foreign languages and dialects, it may be better to just refer to the code/secret language being spoken rather than overdoing it in dialogue. Also, does your character identify themselves as a part of this community at all?
Balance Between Struggle and Hope
Often in historical LQBTQ+ fiction, if the conflict is badly written, the readers are just going to feel angry and frustrated. Because:
Even the likable, otherwise reasonable characters won't be able to accept homosexuality easily, often opposing it downright.
Homosexual characters may be confused, struggle with self-doubt and self-hatred (which can't be fun to read, obviously)
The norms of the time make any “resolution” rather disappointing (compared to modern times).
Your goal is to juggle between these strong negative emotions to convey the central message and let hope shine through. Linger too much on negativity and your novel will be dark, but treating these themes 'lightly' will make you sound shallow.
So, treat oppression just as you would write a physical antagonist. It's powerful and a possible life-threatening opposition to the Lead, but it has flaws, loopholes and needs time to regroup before it hits our Lead again with increased force.
+ General Tips
Beware of giving your characters hindsight. As a writer, we know what happened both before and after the time period the characters live through, but they don't! The characters not being able to predict what comes can be a good tragic element.
The word “homosexual” wasn’t coined until 1869, and didn’t become common parlance until the early 20th century. From at least the very early 17th till the mid-19th century, the most common term for women was “tribade,” referring to the act of tribadism (scissoring). Some people used the term “fricatrice.” In the 18th century, “lesbian” and “Sapphist” started to become more common terminology. Men were called sodomites and pederasts (a word which didn’t have the paedophilic connotation it does today). The word “homophile” was coined in 1924 and was most commonly used by gay men and lesbians in the 1950s and 1960s.
“Gay” didn’t take on the almost exclusive meaning of homosexual until the 1960s, and even then, it was still used in the old sense of “merry” more than a few times. Only in the 1970s did it finally emerge as the most popular, mainstream word.
Less suspicions were aroused by a lesbian couple living together for decades than a gay male couple. Many people assumed they were just two very close spinster friends, not that it was a Boston marriage. There were many more questions about why two men would want to live together.
To avoid the very real risk of jail, lobotomy, conversion “therapy,” or the loonybin, sometimes a gay and lesbian couple would enter a ménage à quatre. Though it appeared on the surface as though two straight couples lived in the same duplex or right next door, they were actually just lavender cover marriages. Some had children (through various means) and co-parented.
Photo booths were seen as a safe space where a same-sex couple could kiss, cuddle, and embrace without fear of arrest or public suspicion.
Some lesbian couples were able to adopt children as single women, in jurisdictions which permitted that. More daring couples underwent artificial insemination and then went abroad to give birth, coming home with “adopted babies.”
Similar to the handkerchief code in the BDSM community, some gay men signalled to one another with red neckties and green carnations. Parisienne lesbians signalled to one another with violets in their hair.
There’s a long history of gay bathhouses, dating back centuries. Since male homosexuality was illegal and severely punished, a bathhouse was among the few places it was safe to meet potential partners and engage in sexual activity. Even the very real fear of police raids didn’t deter patrons. Manhattan, Paris, and London were home to many famous (and luxurious) gay baths, but there were plenty of lesser-known ones in other cities.
While not everyone was lucky enough to have a lavender ménage à quatre, many people had individual lavender marriages. Sometimes the spouse knew s/he was serving as a cover, sometimes not.
There were also more “traditional” ménage à trois marriages, composed of the lavender couple plus the true same-sex partner all living together. Sometimes these arrangements were composed of a bisexual plus a partner of each sex.
People did NOT casually out themselves! They could only confide their secret to other confirmed friends of Dorothy and extremely radical allies who had proven they could be trusted and wouldn’t turn on them.
You don’t have to make your straight characters raging, violent homophobes, but it’s completely unrealistic and historically inaccurate to show them all immediately, unquestioningly, lovingly accepting their friends’ homosexuality if the secret comes out. They might agree to not let anyone else know, but the friendship would probably be over. Other people, a bit more open-minded, might eventually reconcile but never be able to completely shake the belief that their sexual orientation is unnatural, strange, or wrong. Some people might only come around after decades of estrangement and realising gays and lesbians are just like everyone else.
To avoid discovery, some lesbians called one another by male names in their letters. Some liked those nicknames so much they continued using them in real life.
1920 Gay Culture
The United States - The Roaring Twenties 
As the United States entered an era of unprecedented economic growth and prosperity in the years after World War I, cultural mores loosened and a new spirit of sexual freedom reigned.
Harlem’s famous drag balls were part of a flourishing, highly visible LGBTQ nightlife
"Pansy Craze”: gay, lesbian and transgender performers graced the stages of nightspots in cities
lesbian and gay characters were being featured in a slew of popular “pulp” novels, in songs and on Broadway stages (including the controversial 1926 play The Captive) and in Hollywood—at least prior to 1934, when the motion picture industry began enforcing censorship guidelines, known as the Hays Code. Heap cites Clara Bow’s 1932 film Call Her Savage, in which a short scene features a pair of “campy male entertainers” in a Greenwich Village-like nightspot. On the radio, songs including "Masculine Women, Feminine Men" and "Let’s All Be Fairies" were popular.
On a Friday night in February 1926, a crowd of some 1,500 packed the Renaissance Casino in New York City’s Harlem neighborhood for the 58th masquerade and civil ball of Hamilton Lodge.
Nearly half of those attending the event, reported the New York Age, appeared to be “men of the class generally known as ‘fairies,’ and many Bohemians from the Greenwich Village section who...in their gorgeous evening gowns, wigs and powdered faces were hard to distinguish from many of the women.”
The tradition of masquerade and civil balls, more commonly known as drag balls, had begun back in 1869 within Hamilton Lodge, a black fraternal organization in Harlem. By the mid-1920s, at the height of the Prohibition era, they were attracting as many as 7,000 people of various races and social classes—gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and straight alike.
London - Balls and Adverts
Like other large cities at the time, London was home to many drag balls and nightclubs where the gay community could express themselves. 
"Lady Austin's Camp Boys" (1933): At a private ballroom in Holland Park Avenue, west London, 60 men were arrested in a police raid after undercover officers had watched them dancing, kissing and having sex in make-up and women's clothes. But despite facing a lengthy prison term and disgrace, the organiser, "Lady Austin", told officers: "There is nothing wrong [in who we are]. You call us nancies and bum boys but before long our cult will be allowed in the country."
Other gay men found partners through personal advertisements, which could be an equally risky strategy. 
In 1920 the publisher of a magazine called the Link and three gay subscribers were each sentenced to two years of hard labor on charges of indecency and conspiring to corrupt public morals.
Some adverts even appeared in the national press, such as the Daily Express, although they were not quite so blatant. People would ask for 'chums' of their own sex and offer to take people on holiday.
One man responding to an advert in the Link wrote that he was "very fond of artistic surroundings, beautiful colours in furniture and curtains, and softly shaded lamps and all those beautiful things which appeal to the refined tastes of an artistic mind". He added: "All my love is for my own sex", and wrote that he longed to give his love "in the most intimate way".
Gay adverts often had references to Edward Carpenter, Oscar Wilde and Walt Whitman, or would say 'I have an unusual temperament'.
Berlin - The Weimar Republic
The Weimar Republic, Germany’s first parliamentary democracy lasted from 1918 until 1933 and was a time of progressive cultural renaissance from cinema, theater and music, to sexual liberation and a flourishing LGBTQ scene.
Berlin was home to around 40 known queer bars, a number which had doubled by 1925. The cabaret bars and clubs like Eldorado were packed to the brim with lust, tassels, glitter and flamboyance.
Drag shows were the norm and stars like Marlene Dietrich (a Berlin-native) and Josephine Baker who were icons for the queer community, performed regularly in Berlin’s lavish halls.
Kiosks sold an array of well known queer publications like Die Hoffnung (The Hope), Blätter für Menschenrecht (Leaflets for Human Rights), Frauenliebe (Woman Love), and Das dritte Geschlecht (The Third Sex).
As homosexuality was still illegal, Berlin’s Tiergarten and other parks, Nollendorferplatz as well as train stations and the infamous octagonal public bathrooms
Underground spaces flourished.
Here's a list of books with an LGBTQ+ POV character, set at least partly in the 1920s:
Self-Made Boys: A Great Gatsby Remix
Dead Dead Girls (Harlem Renaissance Mystery, #1)
In the Field
The Lady Adventurers Club
Last Call at the Nightingale (Nightingale Mysteries, #1)
A Good Year
The Last Nude
The Sleeping Car Porter
Once a Rogue (Roaring Twenties Magic, #2)
Slippery Creatures (The Will Darling Adventures, #1)
Crazy Pavements
References
https://www.bbc.com/culture/article/20180212-polari-the-code-language-gay-men-used-to-survive
https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2004/jul/03/gayrights.world
https://www.history.com/news/gay-culture-roaring-twenties-prohibition
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frostiislushii · 5 months
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"Merry Christmas, Dolly"
Ghost x Fem!Reader (NSFW)
Content Warnings: Implied smut, rough sex, hand bondage.
A/N: I dont write much, but here it goes, i guess. There also isnt much dialogue because Im more action based with my writing. My apologies, guys.
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Ghost was coming home from deployment soon. It was Christmas, and y/n chose the best present to possibly reward him with for making it back. Herself. She, with a considerable amount of struggle, managed to wrap herself with ribbon (nude, mind you) and put herself under the tree. The only thing that even alluded ro Ghost's surprise was a message she set him reading "Merry Christmas, big guy. Hope you enjoy the gift under the tree". With that, it was a waiting game.
Ghost would come through the front door, his hands ever so slightly jittery given the anticipation for whatever was awaiting him under the tree. He took his balaclava and mask off, resting them on a hatrack. He would call out to y/n, his voice tired yet gruff. "Hey Dolly, Im home." This was dollowed with a gleeful reply fron y/n, telling him to come into the livingroom, where the tree was set up. He would follow as told, walking in. His jaw rested slightly agape for a moment, his eyes wide.
There was his darling, his dolly, y/n, next to the tree. She was rested comfortably, tired and wrapped in ribbon. The ribbons were loose, giving Ghost the slightest peek of what was hidden underneath. It brough him visible excitement, his bulge becoming visible through his pants. He would walk over to her slowly, a low whistle leaving his lips. He let out a soft groan, his cock feeling constricted by his pants as he observed every inch of y/n's wrapped figure. "My my..You've outdone yourself, Dolly. All of this work, all for me to enjoy." His voice was a low rumble, seduction and lust clear in his tone.
Y/N looked so good all wrapped up like that. Ghost would move closer to her before suddenly pulling her up, throwing her over his shoulder as he started to walk off to the bedroom. This warrented a surprised gasp from y/n, as she didnt quite expect or anticipate his actions. She didnt onject, though. How could she when her man was this needy? She merely let out a chuckle, her voice sweet like honeydew to Ghost's ears. Ghost would make it to the bedroom, carrying y/n over to the bed before tossing her onto it. Y/N let out a surprised gasp, her eyes widened. Though she carried a mischeivous smirk. This was going to be fun.
Ghost would climb on top of her, hardly giving her time to react or get a word in as he kissed her passionately and roughly. As he kissed her, his hands were working diligently and desperately to get the ribbons off of y/n so he could have full access to her body. He would get them off of her, using them to tie her wrists together. He would rub his clothed bulge over her clit, something that wouldve been uncomfortable for her if it wasnt for how wet she was. "You havent the faintest clue how long I've been waiting to pound your tight little cunt, Dolly." He grumbled before pulling his crotch from hers, undoing his pants and pulling his boxers down to put his hard, girthy cock on full display. He was a big boy, ready to take his prize that he so desperately wanted. He would rub the tip of his cock against her cunt, watching as she squirmed. He had a cocky smirk on his face watching her reactions. "Simon please fuck me already.." Y/N would whine. She moved her hips up in an attempt to make him slide in, but he backed up, clicking his tongue. "Now now, Dolly..What'd we say about patience?" He purred.
This caused y/n to pout, but that was quickly forgotten as he started rubbing her clit in circled with his thumb, inserting two fingers into her cunt. She would moan softly, her pleasure evident. "So excited, even for just my fingers." He teased, pumping his fingers in and out in a smoothe rhythm. He kept going until she was close, her wall tightening around his fingers. Thats when he'd stop. He kept this up, taking pleasure in the fact that y/n, his dolly, couldnt do anything about this besides watch and beg for him to fuck her stupid. After a while, he obliged.
Ghost would line his hard, throbbing cock up with her cunt, sparing no time as he rammed balls deep into her tight cunt. He would let out a groan of pleasure, staying deep inside for a moment as he watched y/n desperately move her hips, wanting more from him. She was a whimpering, begging mess for him already, and they barely begun. He'd chuckle as he'd start thrusting, his pace slow and sweet at first, letting her feel every inch inside of her. He loved listening to the sweet sounds she made for him. She was moaning his name as he picked up the pace, the sounds merely encouraging him, pushing him to go harder. Soon enough, he was pounding her tight cunt, the wetness providing the lubrication he needed to slide in and out with ease.
These two kept their passionate love making going for three rounds, a mix of y/n's cum and Ghost's cum leaking out of her cunt and onto her thighs at this point. They kept going until they were both tired and exhaused. With one last thrust, Ghost released his last load into her sore, pulsing cunt. She milked him dry of everything he had, and he certaibly wasnt opposing that fact. The two of them would lay down in the bed side by side, Ghost whispering sweet words of praise and love into her ear. His dark eyes would lock onto hers, a content smile on his face.
"I loved my present..Merry Christmas, Dolly."
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A/N: Thats it, Im done. Im done. My hand went numb from typing this. Byebye
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