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some after work painting

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Sevanya by Alexandra Albu

[hayleysprout13]

A Week In The Life | Squeezing In The Holiday Shows

New year, new format! Bit of a lengthy one but it's been a busy week ---> A Week In The Life | Squeezing In The Holiday Shows

Hi! Hello! Happy New Year! I’ve really struggled with the blog in the past few months, so think it’s time for a brand new format. I’ve basically turned into a very scatty theatre reviewer, where I’d only review shows if I absolutely had to. And even then, they’d go up SO late because I’d struggle to find the motivation to actually sit down and review them. So I’m hoping this new format will allow…

[nouvellevqgue]

LIKE AN UNKNOWN SIGN

pairing: charles leclerc x singer!reader

summary: sometimes, hidden love without sign is just unknown

req: Maybe a smau for Charles Leclerc x Reader but he’s with Alexandra and everyone wants them to like get tgt and she like posts stuff that’s like telling him to break up with her and at the end he breaks up with Alex and they end up tgt

face claim: olivia rodrigo

warning: complicated relationship, complicated storyline, charles being nonchalant abt his feelings, slipping out on ig story as usual (not him), cliffhanger ending

a/n: it's been going on for a way too complicated, and actually i'm not too satisfied with this. but i will make a part two of it.

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caption: he ain't wrong, this kinda looks like a grinch. thanks louispartridge for the reminder.

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still with louis?

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you know there's nothing between us

and how about you and alex? are you still with her or something?

seen

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yourusername and vogue

vogue aspiring singer y/n l/n is sharing her thoughts about her newest single, ‘all-american bitch’ and about her rumoured love triangle between the formula one driver, charles leclerc, and enola holmes actor, louis partridge.

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meta charles_leclerc and our camera glasses is going out karting in los angeles🥳🏁

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f1wagsupdate

f1wagsupdate charles rumoured (second) girlfriend, y/n, is seen leaving a local cafe in los angeles yesterday with a mysterious man with a tan hoodie and a sunglasses. sources said that she is keeping her relationship strict with privacy.

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[katzmultiverse]

Cast ! :: 2019 - 2026

If a piece of media already exists in this reality and I do not include the entire cast, all is the same besides the mentioned roles, or I have not chosen the rest yet.

Gravity Falls live action (2019)

- Mabel Pines : Me - Dipper Pines : Lily Athena (my sister) - Wendy : Sadie Sink - Robbie : Finn Wolfhard - Candy : Haerin - Pacifica : Leena Scobell - Ford : Dad - Stan : David Harbor - Bill : Alex Hirstch - Soos : Rico Rodriguez - Abuelita : Rico Rodriguez (in a wig) - Lazy Susan : Jennifer Coolidge - Durland : Paul Rudd - All of Sev’ral Timez : Justin Bieber - Gabe Benson : Walker Scobell - Hot Elf : Luke Eisner - Xyler : Christian Martyn - Craz : Logan Lerman - McGucket : William H Macy - Grenda : Daniella Baltodano

A-Force (2021)

Dazzler : Sage D'Lynn Captain Marvel : Alexandra Laurie Medusa : Me female Loki : Aleah Covington Nico Minoru : Megan Liu She-Hulk : Dior Goodjohn Singularity : Emmelyne Laurence

Percy Jackson Series (Season 2 & 3)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare : Me Thalia Grace : Aleah Covington

Infinity Train live action (Season 1 : 2024 + Season 2 : 2026)

Tulip Olsen : Me Mirror Tulip/Lake : Me The Cat : Kate Mulgrew Atticus : Ernie Hudson Jesse Cosay : Aryan Simhadri Grace Monroe : Yara Shahidi Simon Laurent : Nico Greetham

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[redribbonrose]

A Naughty Bunny

WLW Naga x Bunny with BDSM, bratting, and other kinks

Please give me feedback, I haven't posted my writing before.

wordcount: 5,866

Cottie had worked at Paradise for a while now, though it wasn't the first bunny-bar she'd worked at.  Most of them were pretty much the same.  Bunny girls were given skimpy outfits and told to serve drinks and snacks to the various clients that came for whatever show the club put on.  Paradise was different in two ways from the other places Cottie had worked: first, the clients tended to be a little more polite and asked before they put their hands on the bunnies.  The second was the type of shows that came to the big stage.

Tonight, the iron bars and loops at the edge of the stage were bound with the webs of the drider domme that was performing. She was large and dark gray, with black markings on her abdomen and on her knees;  The black leather harness she wore around her chest accented the gray as well as her musculature.  She had a devilish look on her face, small bits of bun escaping as she focused on the bunny caught in the center of her web.

Bound in the gossamer threads as she was, she held the attention of almost all the guests that evening.  Her arms had been tied upwards, and she tried to use those bindings to squirm away from the sensations below.  She was seated in the web so that her legs spread wide, leaving her cute little pussy on perfect display, dripping onto the stage below.  Earlier, the drider had pushed a vibrator into her cunt, and when she had finally calmed down from the stimulation of the stretch, she revealed the remote with a flourish for the audience before turning it on.  Every so often afterwards, she would  stop what she was doing to increase the speed until the bunny was screaming, before turning it back down to practically nothing.

Cottie forgot her name, maybe an Elizabeth or an Alexandra, but she was one of those picture perfect bunny hybrids; soft blonde hair, pretty features, and big blue eyes.  She also had the temperment everyone expected of bunnies.  With nothing more than a look she'd be down on her knees beginning to be filled.  It was no wonder tonight’s performer had requested her to be her partner for the show.  Almost none of the performers came with a sub, instead they would ask one of the bunnies on staff for the evening to join them and the bunnies would almost always agree; not only did they get to not serve patrons for the evening, but they also got a portion of the tips from the performance.

Part of Cottie was grateful she'd never been requested as a partner for the stage shows; another part of her was not.  She never really wanted to put on a show or be in public.  Even her job sometimes skirted the line of too many people watching her.  On the other hand it was just more proof she wasn't the type of bunny people really wanted.  She didn't want to just fall over for anyone.  If this job had taught her anything, it was that there were a lot of assholes that thought they were either god’s gift to women or that a bunny would fuck anything, or both.  Cottie wanted someone who had actual skill and wasn’t going to balk when she fought back a little.

A look of bliss came over Elizabeth-Alexandra as her eyes crossed and the drider turned the vibrator up again.  She had each of her six spider legs on the web as well as both hands, to feel the vain struggles of the bunny at her mercy.

“Old fashioned for booth three” Arin said, breaking her from her stupor.  Arin was the elf bartender and one of Cottie’s nicer coworkers.  He was ace as hell, making him perfect to keep an eye on the room when all eyes were on the stage, and preventing him from caring about the preconceived notions people had about any of the species’ sex lives.  The bar was at the center back of the room, with half a dozen booths on either side for people who wanted a bit more privacy than the tables on the floor could provide.  Some had tables in them like normal restaurant booths, others were fully lined with cushions for guests to stretch out on.  “You’ve been more out of it than normal,” he placed the drink on her tray “you gonna be okay?”

“Yeah I’m just…” Cottie made a non-committal hand motion “‘fine.”  Before Arin could open his mouth to try to say more, she crossed in front of the bar to the other side of the room towards booth three and walked as quickly as she could away from what promised to be a depressing conversation about her lack of friends and fulfilling partners.

Luckily the tables towards the back were not filled, so there was no one to try to demand her attention or trip over with her giant heels on her way to the booth.  She hadn’t been on this side of the room much, it was Stacy’s section tonight, but a look to one of the tables not far to her left showed Stacy was earning her own tips.  None of the bunnies had to do anything they didn't want to, but most of them knew what their clients wanted to see, hear, and touch to get the best tips.

Cottie never made quite as much as her coworkers in tips, but she wasn't surprised.  What did surprise her was the guest in booth three.

Lounged in the violet cushions of her booth was a gorgeous naga woman.  Her tail was thick and shined in a deep emerald color.  She wore a shirt like a blazer with nothing on underneath; she was fairly flat chested like most naga, but the blazer accentuated her shoulders and nipped in at her waist before swelling out into her muscular tail.  She had a smirk on her lips that let one of her fangs peek out and Cottie realized it was probably because she had been staring.

“Old fashioned” She stammered out as she handed the drink over.  Without breaking eye contact, the naga reached her hand out and dragged her long, sharp nails down Cottie’s arm, from elbow to wrist, before gently taking the glass from her hand.

“Thank you, pet”  Her were glimmering pools of deep green, and Cottie felt more trapped than she would have if she had also been on stage that night.

“Of course, Ma’am. Can I get you anything else?” Cottie coughed and tried to regain her composure. 

“You can call me Tazana,” she took a sip from her drink  “or Mistress.”  She gave another dark smile as her eyes wandered up and down Cottie’s outfit. “And I am sure there are many things you could give me tonight.”

Cottie knew from experience that just because they looked the part, didn't mean someone knew what they were doing.  Even if that look made her tail twitch with anticipation.  

And she probably didn’t want a bunny like her.

“I can bring you a menu if you’d like Ma’am, but I’m afraid all we have left this evening are the fruit plates”  Cottie tried to cover her sneer with her best customer service smile.  She had felt bad enough tonight, but now this woman had gotten her just turned on enough that she couldn’t fully ignore it and she knew she wouldn’t get the kind of satisfaction she wanted, that she hadn’t had any person able to give her.

An excited light came to Tazana’s eyes. “You don’t give anything do you?”  Cottie felt something at her ankle and when she looked down she saw the very tip of Tazana’s tail had wrapped itself around her.  “A friend of mine recommended this place; told me that the bunnies would give me anything I wanted.  I’ll be honest,“ she said, her low alto getting deeper, “ I don't really like to be given things.  I want to take.``

Cottie didn’t notice the woman slowly getting closer and closer until they were practically sharing the same air.

“Do you want to be taken?”

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Tazana waited the rest of the night for the adorable little bunny to finish her shift.  She hadn’t accepted Tazana’s earlier offer, but neither had she declined it.  It seemed she hadn't noticed how far in she was drawn until the last second.  Then she squeaked in that high soft pitch that only bunnies could seem to do and rushed back over to the bar. For the rest of the night, she threw a mixture of annoyed and wanting glaces into Tazana’s booth.

It had been so long since Tazana had gone out to a show.  Most of the time, they would simply leave her wanting; she wanted to feel a submissive under her own claws, punish and reward them, hear them scream for her, so going home to her nest by herself afterwards was disappointing at best.

She was glad Anremha had convinced her to come watch the show; the drider was doing a fantastic job with the bunny on the stage, though they were beginning to finish up now.  The bliss on the bunny’s face made her hope that she had found her own.  She hadn’t lied to the cute little server, she didn’t want any easy little pet that would bend over and give her whatever she asked for.  Tazana always relished the chase and the struggle the most, though a look like that of the bunny on the stage was certainly the end goal still.

The server bunny had captured her attention immediately.  She wasn’t overly sweet or nice to patrons the way the other bunny servers were; she did her job and was polite, but she didn't lean all over them and giggle at all their jokes.  Her hair was a dull brown, but her ears had white spots, and her tail was a mixture of both.  Coloration like that wasn’t favored among many, but it seemed much more interesting to Tazana than the popular plain white or black.  She seemed to be avoiding Tazana now.  She would look longingly for long moments, and when she realized what she was doing would scowl and sometimes even thump a foot.  The naga just sat back and watched.  At the end of the night she would see if the bunny wanted to be taken or if she was going to deny both of them.

Last call rang out shortly after Anremha and her bunny made their way off the stage and Tazana realized she hadn't finished even half of her drink.  She had spent all of her evening watching her bunny flit to and fro.  Said bunny was finally approaching her again.

“Can I take your glass if you are finished?” it was a perfectly practiced polite tone, but she would not look Tazana in the eyes.

“May I have your name?”  If the little bunny wouldn’t come home with her that night, Tazana would have to come back and nurse a $25 drink every night until she either came willingly or fully told her to leave. 

She finally met her eyes, and her nose twitched quickly.  “Is that what you want in exchange?”  Without breaking the precious eye contact, Tazana set the glass gently on the tray filled with other half empty glasses.  The bunny’s eyes flicked to her hand, and followed its path away from the tray, without so much a twitch in her direction, and she seemed disappointed.  Tazana smirked.

“You only get the things you ask for, I’ve found, and you have to start at the beginning.  I want to take a cute bunny, so I start by asking her name.”

“And if she says no?”

“‘Cinnamon’ tends to work better, but if you say no to me now I suppose I’ll have to simply enjoy the view for the last fifteen minutes before the bar closes and go home alone.” Tazana really didn't want that to happen.  She wanted to see what shades of pink and red the little bit of ass hanging out of the bunny’s costume would turn when she took a paddle to it.

With a glance behind her to the bar where some of the other bunnies were gathering dishes under the watchful eye of the elf bartender, the bunny bit her lip “and what if, half way through, you decide you don't want the bunny anymore?”

“What makes you think that?”  The naga’s coils writhed slowly; her bunny was upset, she could smell it when she scented the air.

“What if she isn’t soft like the other bunnies?” she turned her head now to look Tazana in the eyes again, eyes starting to fill with angry tears “What if she argues, she fights, wants you to hurt her?”  She sniffed, “Cottie isn’t some easy sub you can gently finger-fuck and call it a night with” and turned to run back to the bar but was stopped by Tazana’s hand on her arm.

Even at only a part of her full height, Tazana had to look down on her bunny.  The end of her tail started to curl around her ankles again “Cottie sounds like exactly the bunny I’ve been looking for'' Tazana had to stop herself from fully enveloping the bunny in her coils “Maybe I’ll hunt her down and tie her up, spank her just the way she needs.  Stuff her own soaked panties in her mouth when she tries to tell me she doesn’t want it.”  She searched the bunny’s gaze, which turned from  upset to aroused in step with her scent.  “Where do you think I could find her?”

“Maybe outside? Around thirty minutes after the bar closes?”  There was some hope in her eyes now.

“Remember,” Tazana breathed in her ear, “say ‘cinnamon’ and it all stops.”  she released her bunny’s feet and slithered around her. “Maybe I’ll find a bunny outside then” she said over her shoulder, and continued to the front door.

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After waffling about it for entirely too long and making the other bunnies laugh at her, Cottie ended up changing out of her work ‘uniform’ and back into her shorts and tee-shirt.  Usually, she would throw a coat over whatever she had worn for work and not worry about it for her short drive home, but she didn’t want to make it too easy for the naga woman, Tazana, to get to her.  After enough failed relationships, Cottie knew what most of these were like.  They said they wanted someone to fight them, but they didn’t really.  Once she put up half a fight they would get this look in their eye.  They still wanted to fuck her, so they’d keep going, but they didnt want to play the same game.  They wanted her to lie back and scream, but they didn’t want to make her.  This one was probably the same, and the night would end before it really even began. She was almost surprised when Tazana was actually waiting outside.

“I seem to have found myself a bunny” the edge of her smirk gave just a hint of a long fang, “tell me bunny, are you still interested in continuing the evening?”

“Maybe” Cottie lied.  Tazana had raised to what would be her full height, and she was almost two heads taller than her.  She had known she was taller in the bar but she hadn't realized just how much. “But maybe it's just as easy to go home to my vibe and the internet.  Probably just as satisfying.”

The smirk on Tazana’s face dropped, and she leaned in to stare Cottie down.  After a few seconds where she seemed to wait for something, a spark lit in her eyes.  “Is that what you want? A vibrator and some shitty pornography?” it was half a whisper and half a hiss. “I can make that happen if you want to ask nicely, but since you don't seem to have any manners I think tonight I might give you a refresher on them, hmm?  I think the first lesson will be an easy one for you.”  she shifted back out of Cottie’s suddenly very pink face. “Ask your mistress nicely for the privilege of a lesson.”

“Fuck you.”

“Tisk tisk, little pet,” Tazana looped around her with the kind of grace that seems as easy as breathing for giant nagas, dragging her nail occasionally across her bare flesh, “You are already going to get a lesson, don’t make it a punishment too, don’t write a check your ass can't cash.  Literally.” She spoke the last word directly into Cottie’s ear.

Cottie swallowed hard and tried to ignore that in five minutes this woman had gotten her wetter than all previous partners combined.  The naga could definitely tell based on the way her forked tongue had started to flick out every so often.  “I think  you also promised a chase, mistress.” she tried to hold a petulant tone but it definitely fell flat.

Tazana looked around the parking lot which while mostly empty, still had some stragglers.  “This is not quite the court for such a thing, pet, but you are right, I did promise.  Allow me to bring you someplace where such a sport will not cause us to be interrupted. But first,” she turned back to Cottie with a knowing look.

Her face beet red, Cottie looked Tazana in the eye.

“Please.”

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Tazana was beyond delighted at the bunny she had found.  Just the smallest taste of her in the parking lot was enough for her to know she wanted to keep this bunny around for a good long while.  As Tazana had taken a cab to the club, they took Cottie’s car.  Tazana’s house at the edge of town, and they gave the address to the elf bartender who had apparently waited for them to finish their negotiations before leaving himself.  As it was a smaller car Tazana was mostly coiled in the back seat, though she had made sure the very end of her tail had made its way to the front so she could run the end along Cottie’s bare leg or arm occasionally while she drove.  

As they pulled into the drive she directed the bunny to park in front of the garage at the side of the white brick gregorian.  After extracting herself from the car, Tazana took Cottie’s bag and led her to the back gate.

The backyard was filled with geometric box hedges leading in various maze-like paths to a gazebo situated at the very back of the property by a pond. Out of the corner of her eye she caught Cottie’s nose twitching, likely from the low white clover that replaced the grass and the stone paths that used to be in the backyard.  Tazana dropped the bag by the backdoor to the house and turned to Cottie. “To be clear, the edge of the property does border the Alder Pack’s territory, so you should not pass the fenceline.  They play a much less fun game with an intruding bunny.”  Cottie nodded as she looked around what was probably an acre of hedges and bushes.  Slowly she slipped her flats off and set them neatly by her bag at the door.  Tazana appreciated the gesture, though it was probably more so the bunny could feel the clover between her toes than to prevent her from tracking gravel into the yard.

“Does it meet your expectations, little bunny?  Have I made good on my promise?”

“No” Cottie took a few steps into the grass.  “You promised a chase” and with that she shot off down the lines of the maze.

Tazana’s laugh took her by surprise as she chased after the bunny.  Cottie was faster, but Tazana had planted and trimmed these hedges herself.  She knew the layout better than anyone.  And soon she had cornered her prey in a dead end where the hedges were particularly thick.  Cottie froze like most prey, but surprised Tazana when she thumped at her.  As she took a second to make sure the bunny was not safewording, Cottie took her chance and dashed around her.  The second time around, the trick didn't work and Tazana quickly looped herself around the bunny, not quite touching her, but keeping her right where she had been caught.

“You have been caught, little pet.”  She traced two claws down Cotties chin.  “It is now time for the lesson.”

“Not yet!” Cottie tried to jump out of the loose loops of her tail, but before she made it more than a few inches, Tazana had wrapped an arm around her waist and threw her over her shoulder.  She started slinking over to the back door of the house, intent on bringing her prize to the playroom.  Cottie squirmed on her shoulder, doing her best to get out of her hold, but she was no match for Tazana’s strength, and her struggle came to an abrupt stop when Tazana’s palm landed against her ass, hard.

“That's enough of that pet. You’re lucky I've not got a leash or I'd make you walk to your punishment rather than give you the easy road of being carried.”

“Punishment? I thought you were going to give me a lesson on manners”  Cottie was out of breath but still seemed eager to sass her mistress.  “And who says I would walk to -” she let out another yelp as Tazana’s hand came down again in quick succession three times.

“You will get your lesson pet, you did ask nicely.  But you have also misbehaved and been disrespectful to your mistress.  I warned you not to go further, but that does not absolve you of the offenses you have already committed.”

—-------

The playroom Tazana brought Cottie to was deceptively simple she could tell.  There was one large square mattress in the center of the floor, surrounded by loops at strategic places surrounding it.  There was a closet on one side, the hook in the ceiling in the corner and a wardrobe and bench on the other.  A rolling cart was next to the bench.

She really hoped Tazana was planning on bending her over that.  The spanks she had given on the way up to the house had left her ass still warm, and she wanted to see if she would actually let loose on her the way she promised.  Judging by the Naga’s smile from noticing her staring at it, she might be planning on it.

Pulling on all the tricks the other bunnies at the bar had tried to teach her over the years, Cottie ran her hands up her thighs, whipping her sweaty palms off on her shorts and continued up to grab the edge of her shirt.  With a little shimmy it was off, and she watched as the naga’s slit pupils dilated, taking in her chest.  While Cottie wasn’t super well endowed, she wasn’t fully flat chested either.  And she hadn’t put her bralette back out before she left the club.  Her shorts dropped right after, leaving her in just her soaked panties.

“Gorgeous” The naga breathed as she slowly looped around Cottie.  Coming back around to her front, Tazana slid her hands up Cottie’s face and caught her eyes in that hypnotic green hold again.  “Before we begin again, tell me, what word stops it all?”

Cottie rolled her eyes, “Cinnamon”.

“It’s important, bunny, because once I start, that is the only way for it to stop if it gets too much.  You can beg, you can scream, and I hope you fight, but if you need to stop, that is the only thing that will do it.”

Cottie nodded after the gentle chastising.

“Ok, my pet, why don't you get acquainted with the bench, and I’ll grab some toys for your punishment, hmm? Business before pleasure you know.”

With Tazana’s back turned, Cottie was interested to see if this mistress ment it.  The bench was the kind with a narrow top portion and a lower support on either side for her to rest her forearms and knees. Running her hand along the smooth leather, she didn’t bend over.  Instead, she threw one leg over it and sat astride the bench.  The lower supports under her knees gave her perfect leverage to roll her hips against the bench, giving her a little, if unsatisfying, pressure on her clit.

When Tazana turned back around from the wardrobe, toys in hand, her eyes narrowed at the bunny.  “I’m acquainting myself, mistress.”  she sighed, putting on a show, “It’s not the kind of acquaintance I was hoping for.”

Before Cottie could continue her act, Tazana’s hand struck out and grabbed a fistfull of her hair, thankfully missing her ears.  Before her yelp had even left her mouth, Tazana had used her grip to pull her forward and bend her over so her face was right at the edge of the bench.

“What am I going to do with you, pet?”  The calm tone she used was deceiving.  With her other hand, Tazana opened one of the nipple clamps she had grabbed and set on the cart next to the bench and opened it in front of Cottie’s face.  She slowly dragged the cold metal down her cheek and over to where her left tit spilled over the side of the benchtop.  She swirled it around before putting on Cottie’s peaked nipple.  She ignored Cotties gasp.  “I think you just need someone to actually show you how to behave, and what the consequences are for misbehavior.” Tazana tugged on the chain connected to the clamp to get Cottie to gasp again, then hooked it on a loop on the bench.  She grabbed a second clamp.  “First you need to know the consequences, then, maybe, the rewards.”  She didn’t draw out putting the second clamp on, or hooking it to the bench as well.  There was enough give in the chains for Cottie to pick up her head and face one side of the bench or the other, but not much else.

“Do your worst.”

The laughter Tazana let out sent chills down Cottie’s spine.  Tazana slid out of view behind her and before the bunny could taunt her mistress a second time,she pulled her just slightly back to bring her ass to the edge of the bench.  It gave a little tug once more to Cottie’s tits before she settled where the chains wouldn’t pull.

“Oh little pet, you did ask for it, remember.”  Tazana grabbed the top hem of her panties and pulled them up, drawing the fabric hard against Cottie’s sensitive pussy and bearing her ass cheeks to the room.  Keeping a solid hold, the naga started spanking her.  She started slow, but with hard hits that kept Cottie gasping, but occasionally interspersed them with quick sharp spanks.  “Oh does that get my little pet all horny? Not much of a punishment if the little slut enjoys it.” she cooed before dragging her claws up one side and down the other hard enough to leave thin lines in their wake.

Before Cottie could come up with some sort of taunt in response, she heard the loud crack of a paddle meeting flesh, and a second later felt what was definitely a textured paddle land on her left ass cheek.  She gave a shout, and a second hit landed on the other cheek.  Before long, Cottie was practically screaming as the paddle came down again and again on her ass and thighs.  Everytime she jerked, she would pull on the clamps, and everytime she tried to press into the bench away from the paddle, Tazana would yank her up by her panties again, holding her in place.

“Please please please,” she realized she was begging, which cut off into a high pitched squeak when instead of another hit, she got a sharp pinch to her sore and undoubtedly bright red ass.

“Please what?” Tazana leaned around to bring her face near the bunny, but Cottie had lost all thought.  This was the ass beating she always dreamed of.  She felt Tazan rub two fingers against her still panty covered pussy.  “You're so sopping wet I might have thought you'd come already just from that, which means that wasn't much of a punishment was it?  It’s so hard to discipline whores like you because any amount of attention just gets you off.  But I know just what to do.”  She unhooked the clamps from the bench and used her long thick tail to carry the bunny over to the floor bed, her smooth scales making sure to rub up hard against the bunny’s tender ass to get more mewls out of her.

To Cottie, after removing her panties and the naga’s own jacket,Tazana seemed to produce a set of cuffs from nowhere to chain her to the loops around the mattress, leaving her dazed in a spread eagle on the floor.  She felt some things drop onto the mattress next to her, but couldn’t lift or turn her head enough to see them, so she turned to the naga draping herself loosely over the bunny.

“Did I learn my lesson, Mistress? Or do I get my lesson now?”  Cottie laughed at her own incoherent joke.

“Usually it is punishment then lesson,” Tazana said as she leaned over her and started pressing kisses across her cheek to her ear, “but you seem to have mistaken what your spanking was for.  So I do have to actually punish you now.”  she leaned back and grabbed a rather large dildo from beside her.

Confusion written all over her face, Cottie looked up at the toy, then her mistress. “What do you mean?”

Tazana rubbed the toy up and down the bunny’s slit to cover it in her slick and to do a covert check of how stretched she was.  Then she shoved the dildo in up to its hilt.

Cotties back bowed off the mattress as she screamed.  It wasn’t too too much as she was beyond sloppy wet after that spanking, but the pace the naga set fucking her with it bordered on it.  The hard thrusts and the bored face Tazana presented drove Cottie to orgasm faster than she ever had before, and just as it was about to start she pulled the dildo all the way out.

“What no, no please!”

“Punishment pet.  That was for swearing at your mistress in the parking lot this evening.”

Ignoring Cottie’s pleas, and the tears now streaming down her cheeks, Tazana waited until Cottie had seemed to calm just a bit before forcing the toy back in her and resuming the viscous pace.  Knowing what was happening but powerless to stop it, Cottie sobbed as her orgasm approached.  Once more Tazana removed the toy just in time to ruin it.

“That one was for sassing me before our chase.”

On the third repeat of the punishment, Cottie screamed and thrashed against her bindings.  “And that final one was for your behavior on the bench.”  Tazana cooed in her ear while she calmed.  She quickly unlatched the cuffs from holding Cottie down, and recurled herself on the mattress with the bunny sitting astride her and shoved her face down towards the nagas slit.  “See if you can't earn yourself a reward now little slut.”

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The naga’s slit was puffy and slick.  She’d rubbed her pussy a bit while spanking the bunny, oh she took the hits too beautifully not to, but she hadn’t done much else.  She was interested to see if her little bunny was good at using her tongue in other ways.  Cottie seemed confused at first, likely due to her still coming down, but caught on rather quickly.  She licked all around the edges of Tazana’s slit to gather all the slick that had seeped out, then dove into the source.  

Tazana ran her claws through her bunny’s scalp and gently rubbed her soft brown ears.  The bunny seemed to forget she had hands to help with her task, but she settled in with single minded intention and soon the naga found her own crest.  She pulled the bunny back roughly when her continued ministrations got too much.

“Good slut”  She watched as Cottie licked her lips.  “Now for a reward.”  Tazana grabbed the strapless strapon from beside her, and inserted her end with a sigh; the curve rested right up against where she was most sensitive.  Her bunny eyed it with open hunger, and Tazana had the idle thought of making her suck it, and occasionally shoving it down her throat just to hear the sound of her choking.

But her bunny was getting tired, so she figured she’d have to settle tonight.  Using the long coils of her tail, she wrapped around the bunny and lifted her up and onto the other end of the toy.  She sank easily as it was slightly smaller than the earlier one, but just as she settled, pussy to pussy with Tazana, the naga flicked off one of the nipple clamps.  

She felt the strap move as the bunny jolted in pain, then grabbed her hips to set a slow pace of hard thrusts.  Moving in little rocking motions that would drag the toy across the sensitive parts of her inner walls soon brought both of them to little sighs and gasps, but it was not quite enough.  First she pulled the other clamp off of Cottie, reveling in the squeak she produced. Then, she grabbed the last toy she had brought over, a large magic wand, and set it to where it dragged across the bunny’s clit on every thrust.  She started to thrust harder into the bunny, and grind at the bottom to get the vibrations against both of them.

“Please, please mistress, let me cum, please.”

Not answering her, Tazana took her free hand to grab Cottie’s face and press their mouths into a searing kiss.  Turning the vibrations up to a higher level made the bunny gasp, and gave her the opportunity to lick into her mouth.  She dragged her forked tongue across her mouth, reveling in the shiver she earned.  Once she had her fill she leaned back just enough to breathe in the space between them.

“Cum.”

Cottie immediately drenched the naga’s lap, squirting around the toy as it was driven into her g spot.  This brought Tazana over the edge too.

She slowly brought the power of the wand down, before pulling it away.  Then she gently removed the bunny from her strap, then the strap from herself.  Cottie was shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm when she gave her another kiss.

“See what good behavior gets you?  Or do you need another lesson, pet?”

Still reeling from her orgasm Cottie gave the naga a mischievous look. “Maybe, the punishment is always that good.”

Tazana squeezed her ass, making sure to get her claws in the sore flesh.  “Then I guess I just have to keep giving you punishments until you learn your lesson, naughty bunny.”

[ericacrochets]

Sir Basil Elf Amigurumi by Alexandra Halsey

Free Crochet Pattern Here

[hubristicassholefight]

Swordswoman Showdown Round 1 Part 2

Alexandra Jennings (The Medoran Chronicles) vs Lady Oscar Fracois de Jarjayes (Rose of Versailles)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Propaganda below cut

Alexandra Jennings

Is the true owner of a magic blue sword that she can summon or dismiss at will, and shrink or grow at will. It also bursts into flames upon contact with her in later books. Goes through so much swordfighting training so she can keep pace with the meyarins in a fight (elf like people-long lives, faster, stronger, better senses than humans). Needs her sword skills to fight the genocidal maniac trying to wipe out or enslave humanity; She's so cool! Her friends are so cool! She trains in a sentient library on occasion!

Lady Oscar

She is the commander of the royal guard of the Versailles Palace, also the bodyguard of the Queen Marie Antoniette, she has a thin sword and excels with it to the point that one of the first plot points is how she can defeat any man while also embracing being a woman; I love her and she gets all the ladies at court flustered, very gnc character she is described both as handsome and beautiful and she is so cool and techaes another girl to fight with swords and she cucks the monarchy when discivering the inequality outside the palace :v idk i just think she is iconic

I'll argue that Lady Oscar is *the* pioneer for sword women in shoujo anime, she walked so Utena could run, and inspired a bunch of other anime outside the demographic, like Beserk. TLDR Lady Oscar is one of the best female leads with a sword; She's hot. I feel like the 70's-80's era of anime is often neglected. Swords. I'll be surprised if no one else nominates Rose of Versailles.

If you think Utena is swordy, this woman INSPIRED her creation. She’s badass and better than everyone at the sword; Everyone is in love with her. And I mean EVERYONE. Also, Rococo aesthetic and gorgeous artwork, AND she’s a big BIG deal in early shoujo and still is.

a soldier for france + swordfights often; "Despite being raised as if she were a boy and dressing in males' clothes, Oscar is open about being female. Even as she embraces her femininity, she uses her male position to gain freedoms that she could never have as a lady of the court."

[frankenbuggee]

I'm sorry I'm like this but: does DnDevious still have a son? Or is he free of offspring? If he still has a son, is he ever mentioned by him or other party members? ...is son present? (Tysm!)

Never apologise for being like this! I love it.

Ah you mean Artemy? Hmm I hadn’t thought much about it in the cai chats he’s not mentioned oops but I’d say Artemy is still around but just isn’t following Devious around. More independent in DnD as he would be a full devil like Devious. Devious is a rather proud Dad so I’m sure he’s mentioned Artemy without much prompting for sure xD

I had also been playing with the concept of Devious and the elf woman (Alexandra) having a child but that’s more self indulgent entertainment I think 💀

[columba1234]

draw this today when I couldn't focus in class (For those of you who need an explanation: This is mine BAHLK x The Adventures of Dunno and His Friends' future crossover AU sketches (no fanfic soon though because of my Eurovision fic). Here will be my BAHLK and Dunno OCs (Oliver, Cherry (My Benolly children), Anastasia and Alexandra Elf (Barnaby and Lizzy's daughter) and Magnoliya - major of Greenville (canon in Dunno but Magnoliya is my OC)) and adult Ben and Holly, old Nanny Plum and adult Neznaika (Dunno but I prefer to use his Russian name) and the Little Kingdom and Flower Town (the town that Neznaika lives in) has signed some trade deals and build a magical portal that teleports to both of them)

[sapphoscreek]

Finnish sapphics, 1800s

A post that was originally made in honour of lesbian visibility week in 2023. Gives you insight on eight Finnish sapphics who were born in the 1800s. Original post can be found here.

Isa Asp (1853–1872) wrote about 100 lyrical poems, and is known as the first woman Finnish poet. She became known as the "Sappho of Finland" and is considered to be Finland's first lesbian icon. Lydia Lagus, whom she met at school, was her muse (see for example "Laula, Lyydi!").

Vera Hjelt (1857–1947) was a feminist (known both nationally and internationally), social reformer, and a pioneer of occupational safety and health. She was Scandinavia's first woman vocational inspector. She never married and lived in various collectives with women.

In 1912 Vera met Victoria Heikel to whom she starting writing, as she herself named them, "love letters". Although part of their correspondence were destroyed by vera, enough letters remained for the after life to understand the nature of their relationship. After a trip with Victoria she wrote 12 poems dedicated to Victoria, one of them named "I röda rosenår" (eng. in red rose years) could loosely be translated to this: "in the heart's red rose year / i bewitched forget how / the seconds flies / when love dawns / and tenderness all life's longing rules". It's believed that "rosenröd" (eng. rose-red) was a symbol for love between women. Additionally, in Victoria's obituary Vera returns to this symbolism writing: "You were a rare radiant sunshine child, […] let us remember you vividly, as you were in your warm happiness, -- in red rose years."

Ester Helenius (1875–1955) was a Finnish artist. She never married but shared a home with suffrage activist Göta Salovius for 30 years. After Ester's death her niece found 2 unsigned poems, dedicated to Martta Helminen (with whom she spent time with in Paris in the 1920s).

Anastasie Mannerheim (1893–1978) and Sophie Mannerheim (1895–1963) were daughters of Finland's marshal. Both never married, and lived with women. Sophie lived with Alexandra "Alix" Demidoff-Depret-Bixio, and bequeathed everything to her. Alix was also buried next to Sophie in paris.

Anastasie lived with Olive Rooney, whom she met during her time as a nun at the Golders Green monastery. During a visit from her father, she introduced olive as her "petite amie" (eng. girlfriend). They first lived in Brighton and then in a nursing home where they shared a room.

Astrid Joutseno (1899–1962) was a pianist. She lived with her life partner, violinist Kerttu Wanne, in Paris until the 1950s at which time they built a house, that still exists today, in Finland. They also composed music and went on tours together.

Hilda Käkikoski (1864–1912) was a writer, teacher and member of Parliament. She lived with activist Fanny Pajula 1889–1895. She also had relationships with other women, for example Hildi Ennola (Hilda's buried alongside her), Frances Weiss, Hanna Masalin and Helmi Kivalo, that continued until her death.

Edith Södergran (1892–1923) was a poet, and one of the first modernists within Swedish literature. Biographers have erased her potential romantic love towards fellow Swedish speaking Finnish writer Hagar Olsson, and deemed it as intellectual. However, after Hagar's first visit Södergran wrote a series of poems about sisterhood in her third poetry collection (Rosenaltaret). Additionally, in her letters to Hagar, Edith begs Hagar to visit her again. Edith also gave Hagar a ring that she would carry all her life, and she wished to be buried with it.

Moreover, Södergran's poems have lots of lesbian elements (e.g. longing & love between women), see for example "I believe in my sister" from Rosenaltaret (1919): "I have a sister. / the elf-girls wove her silk garments, / the moon virgin sprinkled dew on her breasts…/ she is delightful".

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Juvonen, T. (2002). 'Käkikoski, Hilda Maria', in R. Aldrich and G. Wotherspoon (ed.), Who's Who in Gay and Lesbian History. From Antiquity to the Mid-Twentieth Century. London & New York: Routledge, p. 237

Kaartinen, M. (2018). 'Vera Hjelt and the calling of theosophical universal work, 1894–1904', Approaching Religion 8 (1). Available at: https://doi.org/10.30664/ar.66735 (accessed 15 April 2023)

Marjakangas, T. (2016). Oliko ensimmäinen naislyyrikkomme myös lesboikoni? ‘Meistä se ei pidä ollenkaan paikkaansa’. Available at: https://yle.fi/a/3-9285043?utm_source=social-media-share&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=ylefiapp (Accessed 24 April 2023)

Mononen, S. (2022). 'Tove Jansson ja Tuulikki Pietilä ovat ikoninen naispari, mutta naisten välistä rakkautta käsitellään taidenäyttelyissä harvoin: Tammisaaressa avautunut kokonaisuus tekee poikkeuksen', Helsingin Sanomat. Available at: https://www.hs.fi/kulttuuri/art-2000008631643.html (Accessed 26 April 2023)

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Palin, T. (2013). 'Musings on the monograph: The artistic career of Ester Helenius in the light of the art-and-life model', in J. Vakkari and R. Suominen-Kokkonen (ed.), The challenges of biographical research in art history today. Helsinki: The Society for Art History in Finland, pp. 37–50

Palin, T. (2015). 'Myöhään kukkiva lajike. Iän merkitys Ester Heleniuksen vastaanotossa ja julkisuuskuvassa', in V. Parente-Čapková, H. Grönstrand, R. Hapuli and K. Launis (ed.), Nainen kulttuurissa, kulttuuri naisessa.Turku: Turun Yliopisto,  pp. 293–320. https://urn.fi/URN:NBN:fi-fe2015121724780 (Accessed 26 April 2023)

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Pallaste, T. (2017). 'Mannerheimin tyttärien vaietut elämät: hauras Stasie eli nunnana ja levoton Sophy pakeni Pariisiin – lopulta kumpikin eli suhteessa naisen kanssa', Helsingin Sanomat. Available at: https://www.hs.fi/kuukausiliite/art-2000005433998.html (Accessed 27 April 2023)

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Wikander, U. (2018). 'Kvinnokärlek, kärleksbeundran och romantisk vänskapskärlek --Vera Hjelt och Victoria Heikel 1912-1919', in E. Borgström (ed.), Den kvinnliga tvåsamhetens frirum: Kvinnopar i kvinnorörelsen 1890-1960. Stockholm: Appell förlag, pp. 104–136

[shakespearenews]

I believe the first ballet to A Midsummer Night’s Dream was Marius Petipa’s version for the Maryinsky Ballet in St. Petersburg in 1876. It was this that Michel Fokine in 1906 adapted and amended for students of the Imperial School. The cast included Vaslav Nijinsky, and it proved one of the very early works of Fokine to capture the attention of the impresario Serge Diaghilev. Fokine later reworked the score into Les Elfes for his own company at the Metropolitan Opera House in 1924. In 1933 Col. W. de Basil’s Ballets Russes de Monte Carlo staged David Lichine’s first ballet, Nocturne, using not Mendelssohn but Rameau music, with Alexandra Danilova as Titania, Léonide Massine as Oberon, and Lichine himself as Puck.

But the four most interesting versions for me are George Balanchine’s for New York City Ballet in 1962, Frederick Ashton’s for Britain’s Royal Ballet in 1964, John Neumeier’s for the Hamburg Ballet in 1977, and Christopher Wheeldon’s for the Colorado Ballet in 2000. All, except for the Ashton, are full-evening ballets. Wheeldon’s version not unexpectedly owes something to both Ashton and Balanchine. Neumeier’s version—which is by far the most adventurous and original and incorporates modern music by György Ligeti—has also been staged by the Paris Opera Ballet and the Royal Danish Ballet.

[st-just]

The Stationmaster by Alexandra Semushina

[fatalfangirl]

Almost Six Books Sunday

Hi, i’m around, just perpetually exhausted and still dealing with everything I previously shared. Which means I have not had the mental capacity to write! At all! Not even a little! But I have been reading because *escapism*

So I’m here to share five books I have recently enjoyed. They’re all m/m, most are a mind-the-trigger-warnings situation, and they have all kept me sane during times of e x t r e m e stress.

A Strange and Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows.

Byzantine politics, lush sexual energy, and a queer love story that is by turns sweet and sultry, Foz Meadows' A Strange and Stubborn Endurance is an exploration of gender, identity, and self-worth. It is a book that will live in your heart long after you turn the last page.

And boy if that ain’t the truth. I LOVED Vel and Cae so much and world felt full and rich (even if the main political mystery element was kind of unnecessarily convoluted). Definitely mind the TW, but I enjoyed this book greatly and thought Vel’s growth in particular was well done.

To say I look forward to the second book is an understatement.

A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland

To prove his loyalty to the queen, his sister, Kadou takes responsibility for the investigation of a break-in at one of their guilds, with the help of his newly appointed bodyguard, the coldly handsome Evemer, who seems to tolerate him at best. In Arasht, where princes can touch-taste precious metals with their fingers and myth runs side by side with history, counterfeiting is heresy, and the conspiracy they discover could cripple the kingdom’s financial standing and bring about its ruin.

This book is delish. Yum yum yummy slow burn. Very character driven where (once again) the political mystery plot sort of takes a back seat to the more interesting relation developing. Kadou and Evemer have that sort of interdependency that I am weak for. WEAK I tell you.

Also the author wrote a fic for her own book and I love that for all of us.

Lord of Silver Ashes (Rowan Blood Book 2) by Kellen Graves

After two weeks in the attic of Danann House, Saffron anticipates the moment he can finally be reunited with Prince Cylvan--but that day is unexpectedly marred by a visit from Headmistress Elluin, who doesn't believe Saffron was the one to perform magic in Beantighe Village in the attempt to save Berry. Saffron will be expected to prove it; if he can't, every other human he loves will be arrested and executed for arid practice and conspiracy.

This book series is the type of thing that I could binge read forever. Is it ultra original? No. Are there TW galore? Definitely. Does our plucky mc have plot armor? The thickest. He should be dead like 10 times over, but is instead in a constant state of what must be agonizing pain from gruesome injuries he somehow just grits his teeth through.

And I love every fucking moment of this series. Saffron is BABY and his dumb high elf lover is ALSO BABY. I cannot wait for book 3.

Prince and Pawn (Perilous Courts Book 3) by Tavia Lark

Prince and Pawn is a high fantasy gay romance with hurt/comfort, forbidden pining, inappropriate use of vines, and more magic tigers. The Perilous Courts series is best read in order, but each book follows a different prince and his Happily Ever After.

I have read 4.5 of the planned 6 books in this series and I keep thinking “surely there’s no possible way I’ll enjoy this couple as much as the last.” And then I DO. EVERY. TIME. But Audric and Corin get special mention because their particular trope is one I’m extra weak to.

This series is really about the characters with the barest thread of a plot, but oh how yummy those characters are. I freaking churned through a book a day and then ended up on the author’s Patreon because I couldn’t get enough. BOOK 5 SOON!!!!!

Wolfsong (Green Creek Book 1) by TJ Klune

Wolfsong is the beginning of the Green Creek Series, the beloved fantasy romance sensation by New York Times bestselling author TJ Klune, about love, loyalty, betrayal, and family.

I will murder for this pack!!! Ox and Joe are just so very!!!!!!!! WEEPS!

Now does it take some wrapping your head around the whole “they were 10 and 16 and destined to be together”? Yes, yes it does, but I think this series does a good job of showing that love is not necessarily sexual—as good a job as it does showing family is not necessarily blood.

(I’m almost done with book 2, and Mark might be the ultimate babe.)

If you managed to make it this far, thanks for that. I’ll come up for air again soon.

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Romance Book Recommendations

Here is a complete guide to books I would recommend without question to anyone looking to read romance. This was, in fact, the shortest I could get it so have fun!

Straight Sci/Fi Fantasy romance The A.I. Who Loved Me by Alyssa Cole that time i got drunk and saved a demon by kimberly lemming Mating the Huntress by Talia Hibbert

Straight Historical Wild Rain by Beverly Jenkins The Duke who didn't by courtney Milan Unclaimed by Courtney Milan

Trans Historical A Lady for a Duke by Alexis Hall M/F (transfemme) Unmasked by the Marquess by Cat Sebastian M/N Something Spectacular by Alexis Hall N/N

Sapphic Historical

The Perks of Loving a Wallflower by Erica Ridley The Lady’s Guide To Celestial Machanics by Olivia Waite That Could be Enough By Alyssa Cole

Gay Historical The Gentleman's Book of Vices by Jess Everlee The Secret Lives of Country Gentlemen by K.J. Charles We Could Be So Good by Cat Sebastian Tommy Cabot Was Here by Cat Sebastian Slippery Creatures by K.J. Charles Something Fabulous by Alexis Hall It Takes Two to Tumble by Cat sebastian Two Rogues Make a Right by Cat Sebastian

Sapphic Fantasy Romance Walk Between Worlds by Samara Breger The Rogue Crown by A. K. Mulford (third book in a series first two have m/f pairings) A Song of Silver and Gold by Melissa Karibian Can’t spell treason without tea by Rebecca Thorne A Restless Truth by Freya Marske

Trans Fantasy Romance The Demon's Bargain by Katee Robert F/N The Evergreen Heir by A. K. Mulford N/M

Gay Fantasy Romance Socially Orcward by Lisa Henry & Sarah Honey Red Heir by Lisa Henry & Sarah Honey a marvellous light by Freya Marske wolfsong by t.j. klune (series) A Veil of Gods and Kings by Nicole Bailey (series) A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland A Strange and Stubborn Endurance by Foz Meadows (read TW) Witchmark by C. L. Polk (series) Reforged by Seth Haddon Frostbite by J Emery A Rival Most Vial by R. K. Ashwick The Magpie Lord by K.J. Charles Bisclavret by K L Noone Human Enough by E.S. Yu From The Dark We Came and Help Wanted by J. Emery

Poly Fantasy Romance Wicked Beauty by Katee Robert Elf Defence by Lisa Henry & Sarah Honey

Sapphic Contemporary Romance D'Vaughn and Kris Plan a Wedding by Chencia C. Higgins Astrid Parker Doesn't Fail by Ashley Herring Blake Delilah Green Doesn't Care by Ashley Herring Blake Sorry, Bro by Taleen Voskuni How to Find a Princess by Alyssa Cole

M/F Contemporary Romance (Some Bi and Ace) A Merry Little Meet Cute by Julie Murphy, Sierra Simone Scandalized by Ivy Owens A Thorn in the Saddle by Rebekah Weatherspoon The Comeback by Lily Chu Forget Me Not by Julie Soto Knot My Type by Evie Mitchell Get a Life, Chloe Brown by Talia Hibbert Take a hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert Act Your Age, Eve Brown by Talia Hibbert Haven by Rebekah Weatherspoon Rafe by Rebekah Weatherspoon Xeni by by Rebekah Weatherspoon Trade Me by Courtney Milan The Romantic Agenda by Claire Kann

Gay Contemporary Romance A Dash of Salt and Pepper by Kosoko Jackson The Missing Page by Cat Sebastian Something Wild & Wonderful by Anita Kelly The Charm Offensive by Alison Cochrun The Hate Project by Kris Ripper Counterpoint by Anna Zabo Just Like That by Cole Mccade Syncopation by Anna Zabo

Poly Contemporary Romance The Life Revamp by Kris Ripper

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Name: Alexandra Monroe

Race: Elf

Height: 5'8" (173cm)

Birthday/Zodiac: April 5th/Aries

Values: "Changing the system"

Favorite Food: Red Wine

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The blaring lights and sounds of the High Roller Casino will draw anyone in with the glitz and glamor. Elves and humans from far and wide gather to achieve a sort of thrill that only a bit of gambling can fix. There's been a rumor going around that "The Don" and her associates provide "other services." For a small fee of course.

Another rumor is that Archmage Lucilicca and "The Don" are well acquainted and can be seen on occasion "sharing a drink" together. Said Archmage will vehemently deny the claims of course, but The Don herself tends to say otherwise.

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