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!!! Minors DNI !!!

Explicit context ahead kiddos. You've been warned.

Part 1 https://www.tumblr.com/buttercreamnotes/775414340620845056/happy-valentines-day?source=share

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/buttercreamnotes/775414844215230464/minors-dni?source=share

Part 3

Thankfully John wasn’t wearing any pants, making moving Dani so she was sitting on his lap a lot easier. He let out a groan which turned into light laughter as Dani whined about feeling something poking at her from behind. “Can’t help it, I am just bursting with love for ya.” He added with a cheeky grin. “Did I tell ya how I already love yer breasts?” John grumbled, wanting an excuse to fondle them again. His cock twitched at Dani’s giggle. “That’s another ting I love, I love the little sounds you make….Your little moans when you take that first bite of ice cream and the little giggles you make when yer think yer oh so funny.” He extended his head over Dani’s shoulder to give his wife a kiss on the lips as he started to play with her breasts. John let out a long groan. “They’ve gotten so nice and full since you had Josephine…” He mumbled, thumbs circling Dani’s nipples as he spoke. “Your body fed and provided for our infant daughter, you gotta admit that’s pretty hot.” John’s breath was hot in Dani’s ear as he continued to venture downwards until his hands were met with the curve of her belly. “Oh I think this is one of my favorite spots to kiss.” His hands gave her sides a soft squeeze, rolling his eyes as Dani spoke less of herself. “I don’t care how ya looked when you were a wee babe. I like how ya look now.” John huffed through flared nostrils. “I like that it shows that I feed ya well, makes me feel like i provide for ya and the wee one.” He kissed Dani’s neck. “It makes me wanna show you off, if I could rip out the eyes of every man on the planet I would beg for you to walk around naked.” He purred, enjoying the way Dani was beginning to squirm. “Is my pretty little doll getting all worked up? I can feel the heat radiating between your thighs…” John smirked as he picked Dani up a second time. “Can you ask politely for whatcha need, hmm?” 

John sat on the edge of the bed with Dani straddling his hips. He was strong enough to keep Dani in the air with his arms as he slowly lowered her down onto his cock. “Aww come on Doll, I know you can take it. Do ya like how big I feel inside ya?” He chuckled as he lowered Dani a few more inches down onto his cock. “Is my little thing rocking her hips? Is someone trying to ride out her own cute little high?” John teased, eye darkening. “So desperate and selfish to ride out your own climax. I thought I trained you better than that…” With an unimpressed brow, John dropped Dani onto his cock, forcing all 11 inches into her at once. He could barely contain himself as she whined out his name, carrying on about how big he was. “I know Doll…” John groaned through clenched teeth. “I fucking know….You feel so fucking tight, I can feel you squeezing my cock.” John groaned as he regained his composure. “I fucking love bouncing you on my cock….The way your breasts bounce…..Aghhh….” John’s wanted to throw his head back in pleasure but his eye was fixated on Dani’s figure as they began to rock the bed with more gusto. The bed was creaking underneath them, keeping their rhythm as John felt heat begin to quell in his abdomen. He was getting close, as was Dani. “That’s right, let it out good girl. I want you to cry my name. I know you can still speak, yer head ain’t that fuzzy yet…” John growled as he began to bounce faster, precum was already beginning to squirt out from between Dani’s thighs, running down John’s leg and adding a squish sound as the bed creaked and groaned. John pulled down on Dani’s chin just as her lashes began to flutter. “Look at me while you cum, I want to see the expression in your face dull as your pretty little eyes cross. I love that look you get.” In addition to his cock, John slipped two fingers down into Dani’s pussy as well, stretching out the walls even further as she cried that she was at her limit. “You ain’t at your limit until I say ya are. “ John snapped back, forcing Dani’s eye contact and concentration on him. “Look at m- look. At. Me. Daniella.” John growled, refusing to let her cum so easily. “Aaahhh there you are, breathing in an out….” He praised, kissing her neck. Dani leaned closer and closer into him, giving him access to more of her body. John’s free hand wrapped around Dani’s petite frame as he massaged the rim of her ass. Letting out a moan at the heat radiating off of Dani, a smile curled onto John’s lips. “How much do you think you can take? Hm? Be a good girl and take a deep breath for me….” When Dani’s body relaxed, he slowly began to insert his thumb up into her ass, keeping rhythm with his bouncing cock. “Yeah that’s it….what a good girl….” John groaned as he pressed his lips against Dani’s. Kissing Dani was enough to send John over the edge, his long, flat tongue began to push down her throat as he pressed his face against her own. All of her pleasurable holes were being penetrated by him. Being forced to submit to him. John’s hips began to pulsate faster. The thumb that was massaging her asshole was now deeply implanted and he even fantasized about fitting his pointer finger up there as well. Somewhere between it all though John let out a roar from deep within his chest and he came inside of Dani, painting her insides with how much he loved her. Dani was close to coming right after him, even with his tongue shoved down her throat she still managed to make whines and her eyes crossed, body going limp as she came. Leaving them both breathless. 

John laid back into the bed with a flop, Dani’s head resting on his chest as she slid out with a wet plop. “Ya know doll….” John sighed, furrowing his brow. “I’ll support ye in anything ya wanna do. I’ll always be here to love ya….” But the Ursid grimaced. “I dunno about not having our nightly chocolate tho, I dunno if I can handle such a ting…” Dani’s face was all a glow as she spoke, expressing that feeling her body age and feeling the difference in her body was difficult. John found Dani’s hand and kissed her wedding ring. “We’re going to go through these changes together, and when I can’t see my toes anymore you can laugh and I’ll poke fun at the fact yer boobs touch yer knees…” John laughed, deep from his gut as Dani’s offended response and the playful slap he earned himself. “But are ya okay Doll, honest?” She was okay, which made John’s shoulder’s drop with relief. “Good. Now how about I get ya cleaned up and we can sneak more of Joey’s cake. I think I worked up an appetite.~” 

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!!! Minors DNI !!!

Explicit content ahead kiddos! You've been warned.

Part 1

https://www.tumblr.com/buttercreamnotes/775414340620845056/happy-valentines-day?source=share

Part 2

Keeping up with a high energy child was more exhausting the John remembered, so as Dani got herself ready in the bathroom the Ursid flopped back onto the bed, prepared to allow the food coma to consume him into a deep sleep. It wasn’t under John heard soft sniffles where he woke up from the foggy feeling in his head. “What’s the matter doll?” he asked, eye full of concern as Dani walked out of the bathroom….The silk night gown she was dressed in was too tight, and somehow Dani saw that as a complaint. It should have been a criminal offense that John couldn’t remember the last time he was given the opportunity to truly gaze at Dani’s body. The low cut front of the silk gown pressed her breasts together, fabric tight against them as they threatened to spill over with something as simple as a sneeze. “Yeah…what a travesty….” He tried to sound sincere, he really did. But his mouth was watering. The lace bottom of the night gown was just long enough to cover her cunt, her thighs spilled out from underneath it with her tummy sitting overtop of it as she sat down on the bed next to him. John hadn’t realized how silent he had gotten until Dani scolded him, expressing that if he had something to say then to say it. The fire in Dani’s eyes was enough to pull the Ursid over the edge. “Oooohh Doll….” John licked his lips, eye enthralled by Dani’s beauty. “I love how yer body looks.” John wrapped two strong arms around Dani from behind, cupping her breasts with his hands. “I love the way your breasts feel in me hands, they’re heavy and the way you twitch when I do this-”  John paused to flick his thumb over Dani’s hardened nipple. “Makes my mouth water.” His head sunk down into the crook of Dani’s neck. “Doya wanna know what else I love boutcha?” He asked with a low grumble of anticipation in his voice. Dani’s flushed mutter of a ‘yes’ was all the Ursid needed. “I love yer shoulders…” John purred, hands allowing Dani’s breast’s to fall against her  chest so he could massage the knots out of her shoulders. “I love that they always got a lil bounce to them when you walk, like yer body is swishin’ with the wind.” John leaned in to kiss Dani’s left shoulder, dragging his tongue against her skin until he was met with her neck. “I love yer neck, I love da way you can whip yer head on a dime to scold me.” He lightly chuckled as his kisses continued upwards to Dani’s cheek. “And I love how yer cheeks are always flushed, no matter the weather nor season they are always pink. It’s that same shade a pink your lips and clit are and it makes me hard.”  

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Happy Valentine's Day

This one shot is inspired by the beautiful artwork made by @sugarpopdraws with some added character lore. Enjoy! ;)

Part 1

“This is comin’ long great kiddo!” John grinned, ruffling the hair of his daughter. “Mama is going to love this.” It wasn’t a secret that John had a natural hack for cooking, who would have thought that his daughter Josephine was a natural born baker?  The lass was still young, just barely tall enough to use the kitchen counter without needing the aid of her ballerina tip toes, but she had the makings of a true baker in her future. 

“Ya really think so?” Joey grinned from ear to ear, mixing the bowl of melted chocolate, butter and egg whites. “I really-” Joey squeaked as she pointed over to the stove top where the large pan was prepared to bubble over. “Daddy! You gotta pay ‘ tension before ya spoil dinner ya bonehead!” Her nose wrinkled up with irritation in a far too similar fashion to John’s. 

“I’ve got it all under control, lass.” He scoffed, the Ursid wasn’t about to admit to someone who still dug around for gold and bats in the cave that he had forgotten to turn down the heat of the pot. “These potatoes here are just about done lass, ya wanna poke your wee head in the oven to see if the chicken is golden?” He smiled as Joey was all a glow, setting down her bowl to open up the oven. Tonight was a special night, or at least John declared that it would be when he woke Josephine up that morning. Dani was going through a rough patch, it all started about two months ago when Jim and Kate’s daughter called her ‘grandma’. If he was an artist, he could have painted Dani’s expression from memory. Suddenly little quirks began to appear; Dani suddenly wanted to dye her hair to conceal any stray grey’s, she was waking up an hour before he did to go out on a morning run and even began to pass up her nightly sweet treat that she, Joey and himself all shared together while cuddling on the couch….That one bothered John the most. He had been swamped with the restaurant for a period but now that he had some extra help around, he managed to sneak an entire day off to surprise Dani for when she came home. She had found herself a job at a dance academy for little ballerinas who were just beginning to blossom and would be home within an hour’s time. 

“Okay the chicken is on the table as is the mashed potatoes and gravy. My Double chocolate ooze cake is resting in the oven….” Joey proudly wiped the chocolate stained from her hands onto the apron  she had begged John to buy her last year. “I’m so excited for Mama to come home! She should be home *any* minute now!” Joey gasped “Daddy! The flowers, you gotta go get the flowers still!” Joey panicked as she looked up towards her father. There weren’t many times that were non food related that Joey saw her father running, but this was sure one of them! She let out a snort followed by a giggle as her father made a beeline for downstairs fridge. He had been keeping the bouquet there for the past day, knowing that Dani would never dare to go down there alone. 

Just as Dani’s key’s jiggled the lock, an only slightly sweaty John met her at the door. “Well, *hello* there Doll.” He greeted, bouquet tightly behind his back as Joey giggled upstairs. 

“Hhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiii Mama….” She covered her face with her hands, cheeks flushing red as she struggled to keep the surprise to herself. 

John rolled his eye’s back up at Joey “Kids, Am’i right?” He scoffed, pulling Dani in by her waist. The couple interchanged their daily ‘I love you’ with John pressing his lips to Dani’s neck, pecking her warm summery skin with butterfly kisses before he landed on her lips. 

“Pssst! Pssst psst! Daddy! Hey! Daddy!” Joey bounced, unable to keep her excitement. “Don’t forget that you have pretty flowers for mama too while you smoochy-kiss her!” 

“ Why aren’t you just an observant lil lass today aren’t ya?” John laughed, feeling his cheeks heat up. “I’d forget me own bottom if it wasn’t attached to me thanks to you little girl.” Playfully, John pushed himself away from Dani, left leg crossing his right as he bowed, exposing the flowers behind his back. “You look as stunning as the mornin’ dew on a bed of roses doll.”  John grinned, eye’s selfishly taking in Dani’s figure. “I hope ya can see it in ye heart to expect the flowers of a humble pirate who’s got a ting for soft curls and nice round bre-” He snorted as Dani swatted at his chest, with the hand that was holding the flowers he brought them forth to give to Dani. “Yer favorite! Red roses with lilies and baby’s breath.” Her wedding bouquet copied to perfection. The squeal in Dani’s voice made John’s body melt with admiration for his wife. “Come on now love.” He grinned, scooping up Dani bridal style into his arms as he climbed the steps two at a time, making Josephine squeal as he passed her. “The little one and I have an evening laid out for ya that you can’t refuse!” 

The evening went off without a hitch, Dani was in seventh heaven with the new recipe and both parents were ever so proud of the cake drizzled in chocolate and ice cream that Josephine created all by herself. After cuddling on the couch and listening to Dani read, eventually Joey’s eye’s struggled to stay open and John carried the tiny tike off to bed with Dani right behind. Joey slept like a rock, and John was sure at this point that the must snore too because the girl sounded like a battle ship as she drifted off to sleep. John sighed, leaning into the doorway of his daughters room as Dani attempted to free her hand from their daughters iron grasp. He chuckled. “I cannot believe we created someone this….good.”  John’s shoulders relaxed in the soft glow of the bedroom. “She’s so creative, especially in the kitchen, she’s an honest girl without an ounce of fear running through her blood…” If John could keep Joey small enough to fit in his coat pocket for the rest of his life, he would. But instead the Ursid sighed and followed Dani back to their personal bedroom

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Here is a special Valentine’s Day art piece of my treasure planet OC with John. I love them a lot 😭❤️

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(I take no credit for any of these images) simply in love with the duskwalker bride series by Opal Reyne ❤️❤️❤️

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I just hit chapater 12 of this book and I am in LOVE 😍😍😍

I was just CURIOUS 😭😭

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the holy grail types of fanfic

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Was scrolling through AO3 and found this gem

Enemy to parent is a trope we have to popularise lmao

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Standing before me was death, but I'd never been so happy

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Confidence in Writing: Embrace Your Skills

Writers often second-guess themselves and question if their skills are good enough. What many writers don’t realize is that being consistent in your work significantly boosts your skills. Confidence is key. When you believe in yourself, you're more likely to explore new topics and step out of your comfort zone to craft compelling stories.

Most people don’t realize the importance of confidence until they've been writing for many years. If you trust in your writing abilities, don’t let others make you second-guess your skills. Keep putting in the effort to improve, and give yourself credit for your progress. Confidence will help you succeed, and remember, those who try to bring you down are often just jealous of your skills.

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it's so wild to me that you absolutely cannot force a hyperfixation to happen. like you'll watch the most perfectly tailor-made-for-you content that everyone says you'll love and feel absolutely nothing, and then the thing you watch on a whim to fill time will reach through the screen and put its damn fingers in your brain and start rearranging the neurons right in front of you and every single time you're like THIS??? THIS??????? and this happens like every 6-12 months forever

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Ship Dynamics

Tall and gentle x Tiny and vicious

Overly ambitious x Not ambitious at all

Competitive x Competitive

Grumpy x Sunshine

Very affectionate x Doesn't like showing their affection

Touchy-feely x Not the most comfortable with touching

Book smart × Street smart

Cat person x Dog person

Extrovert x Introvert

Silly x Always serious

Troublemaker x Goody two-shoes

Super flirty x Very stoic in their affections

Naiv x Always suspicious of people

Dumbass × Dumbass

Life of the party x Wants to stay home

Very flirty x Gets so flustered

Protective x Completely reckless

Super optimistic x Pessimistic

Very competitive x Just happy to be here

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ao3 is crazy because you'll read the most gut-wrenching 200k word slowburn that leaves you sobbing into your sweater at four in the morning and the author will be applejacksmonstercock

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7 POC Architectural Inspirations for Your Fantasy World

Fed up with (most) authors sticking to the Renaissance ‘white’ castles so here’s some inspiration (and a gentle nudge to branch out because I can’t stand them anymore): 

1. Mahals (India)

Ornate domes, intricate carvings, and symmetrical layouts. Mehals take decades to be made and are intricately brought to life with beautiful detailings, take the Shish Mahal's mirror work, Jharokhas, the Pietra Dura Mughal inlays, and classic Jaali work that female characters sneek peeks through to watch the throne room from afar. 

2. Qilā (Fortresses of the Mughal Empire)

If you want something more in tune with a war-based story Qilas are a good option. They’re brought to life with massive stone walls, gateways with pointed arches, and courtyards for strategic defense. Qilas are intended for protection but many hold a rustic mix of Persian and Indian architecture which provides that aesthetic charm writers like. 

3. Shiro (Japanese Castles)

Shiros are Japanese castles with many buildings within their walls, such as the Goten (palace). I used a Shiro for my book and it is so convenient if you have a larger cast, like a court system/multiple families. If you want to know all the structures, names, what they look like, etc. just google ‘Nawabari’ (the Japanese term for a Shiro’s layout). 

4. Kasbahs (North Africa)

Kasbahs are native to Morocco and perfect if you need something minimalistic yet pretty. Their structures are very similar to that of a Qila since they both have a pragmatic, angular build. However, Kasbahs are more earthy with thick clay walls, small windows and subtle yet pretty detailing. 

5. Qasr (Middle Eastern Palaces)

Qasrs are Arab palaces that feature ancient Bedouin architecture. However, there is no ‘one size fits all’ Qasr because this word is used to describe both palaces and forts. You can have a ‘qasr’ that is a palace with sprawling courtyards, marble arches, and curvy turrets, or a ‘qasr’ that is a Bedouin fort with structured cylindrical towers. PS: castle = Qusur. 

6. Baray Temples (Cambodia)

Barays, like those at Angkor Wat, symbolise spirituality. Like many Asian temples, they are typically surrounded by water and reservoirs. The complexes feature intricate stone carvings, steep steps, and a flat triangular top (Google if you cant visualise it please). Unlike most structures on this list, they are typically made using Laterite or Earth/clay. 

7. Mudbrick Mosques (West Africa)

While South Asia uses intricate craftsmanship for their detailing, Mudbrick Mosques have smoothly carved pillars, tapering walls and flat domes that are strategic yet beautiful. The beige tones blend seamlessly into the dessert with wooden beams protruding from its walls to make it stand out. I would recommend looking at the Great Mosque of Djenné; truly a masterpiece. 

I've mainly covered types I've either seen irl or used in my writing please don't come at me if I haven't included something from your culture, you can comment it.

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20 Ways to Show Anger in Your Writing

Here’s a list of 20 signs of anger that writers can use to show, rather than tell, a character’s emotions through physical, verbal, and internal reactions:

1. Facial Expressions

Clenched jaw or grinding teeth

Narrowed or glaring eyes

Lips pressed into a thin line or curled into a sneer

2. Body Language

Fists clenched tightly at their sides

Tense shoulders that rise or square up

Puffing out the chest or stepping closer to confront

3. Speech Patterns

Voice lowered to a dangerous, icy tone

Shouting or raising their voice suddenly

Speaking in short, clipped sentences

4. Breathing Changes

Heavy, rapid breathing (nostrils flaring)

Sharp inhales and audible exhales

Holding their breath as if trying to stay in control

5. Sudden Physical Movements

Slamming fists onto tables or walls

Pacing back and forth restlessly

Pointing a finger or jabbing the air during speech

6. Uncontrolled Gestures

Shoving objects off a desk or knocking over a glass

Finger tapping or knuckle cracking

Wrapping arms tightly around themselves

7. Temperature and Flushes

Red face, neck, or ears

Visible veins on the neck or forehead

Breaking into a sweat despite the situation

8. Eye Movements

Eyes darting or rolling sharply

Avoiding direct eye contact out of fury

Staring someone down with unblinking intensity

9. Words and Tone

Cursing, insults, or verbal jabs

Sarcasm sharpened to hurt others

Accusations thrown in frustration

10. Breaking Personal Space

Leaning in closer, looming over someone

Pointed steps toward another person to intimidate

Physically turning away to dismiss or avoid conflict

11. Physical Reactions

Throwing objects or breaking things in rage

Punching walls, doors, or inanimate objects

Shaking hands or trembling with pent-up anger

12. Posture Shifts

Back stiffening and chin lifting defiantly

Shoulders jerking or twitching

Rigid stance as though ready for confrontation

13. Inner Thoughts (for internal POV)

“I could feel the blood boiling in my veins.”

“The room seemed to close in on me.”

“My pulse thundered in my ears.”

14. Displacement of Anger

Kicking objects on the ground (chairs, trash bins)

Storming off abruptly or slamming doors

Snapping at someone unrelated to the cause of anger

15. Temperature Descriptions (metaphors/sensations)

Heat rushing to their face or spreading through their chest

A cold sensation washing over them, signaling restrained anger

Feeling fire “lick” at their insides or their temper “ignite”

16. Instinctive Responses

A growl or grunt escaping their lips

Baring their teeth as if instinctively defensive

Ripping or tearing something in their grip

17. Silence as a Weapon

Pausing dramatically before responding

Refusing to speak or meet someone’s eyes

The ominous quiet just before they explode

18. Physical Sensations

Muscles twitching or vibrating under the skin

Heart pounding visibly at their throat or chest

A bitter taste in their mouth or nausea from anger

19. Reactive Behaviors

Interrupting others to correct or attack

Dismissing concerns with a quick wave of the hand

Throwing out ultimatums like “Don’t push me!”

20. Lingering Aftermath

Hands trembling after the initial outburst

A headache, buzzing ears, or lingering tension

Regret or shame slowly replacing the heat of the anger

These signs can be layered together to create realistic and powerful depictions of anger, whether it’s smoldering beneath the surface or erupting violently.