#and if it’s not a Patreon I can’t afford it’s a Twitter post I can’t see because I don’t have an account

[stizzysupremacy]

god, I miss having porny fanart on tumblr. we didn’t know how good we had it.

[suguruisms]

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱

pairing: bf!toji x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of choking, consensual unprotected sex, spanking, oral sex, hair pulling.

summary: toji can't afford to stay in a motel during a job, so he goes to stay with you for the night. but you didn't know he also didn't have money for a condom.

a/n: so this was very loosely inspired by an art by user yunonoai on x (twitter) - i subscribe to their patreon and it was posted in june where they had toji say he didn't have enough change for a condom and that really took me out and inspired me to bring me here! also send me an ask on who i should write for next!

 When it comes to you, Toji is insatiable. He can’t get enough of you, if it were up to him he’d make a career of being buried in your tight cunt every single day; feeling your pussy squeeze around his cock and milk him dry. The way your eyes roll back in your head as he fucks you, the way his large hand rests on your neck as he squeezes your throat, your breathy gasps and moans. If Toji didn’t need money (and need money badly) he’d just stay home and fuck you all day.

But he can’t. It’s been too long. It’s only been a few days, but for him? That’s just too long. He’s been busy with work, tracking his targets, and some gambling maybe. He needed a way to relieve stress if he couldn’t come home and take it out on you, so gambling is a close second. Winning that winning bet is a close second to feeling your pussy around his cock. He’ll take what he can get, Toji reasons. But his job was running cold. He was too broke to afford another night at a motel, so here he is, at your apartment.

“Toji!” you answer, a wide smile on your face.

“Y/n,” he says quietly and his hand slides to your cheek to walk you backward inside as he kisses you.

Toji always kisses with purpose. He has a defined goal when he kisses. Toji isn’t one to kiss leisurely, he isn’t a very touchy-feely person outside of more intimate matters or a grab on the hip out in public to keep you close. You know what’s on his mind from the second he backs you up against a wall. Your hands hold his hair as his lips move slowly against yours, deepening the kiss once his tongue prods inside your mouth. A soft sigh emits from your mouth and his hands slide to your waist to keep you up against the wall.

“Close the door,” you mumble in between kisses and Toji chuckles a little against your lips.

“Sorry babe,” he says.

He doesn’t pull away just yet to do as you ask. He’s taking what he wants first. He always takes what he wants before anything else. It’s the type of man he is. He rubs his tongue against yours as the kiss grows a little messier, more heated. His hand squeezes your breast over your shirt and only when you make a little moan does he pull away and smirk to himself. He shuts the door and looks you over. Blushing, catching your breath as your head tips back against the wall.

“Miss me or what?” He asks with a playful tone, making you roll your eyes.

“You already know the answer to that. I don’t need to stroke your ego,” you say and push yourself off the wall to walk back into the bedroom where you are folding some laundry on the bed.

You didn’t expect Toji back so early, but you didn’t need to ask to know that this job he took wasn’t going so well. You also don’t need to ask to know that he’s broke, but at least he’s spending time with you. He’s your boyfriend, but he hates labels, so he doesn’t use them. But you know he’s your boyfriend.

“I have something else you can stroke,” Toji says as he follows behind you and it prompts you to roll your eyes again.

You stand in front of the bed, his warm chest resting against your back as his hands start on your hips, moving up your waist, before squeezing and playing with your breasts. You bite your lip, holding back a soft noise as his fingers pull down your bra a little to pinch your nipples over your shirt.

“I missed you, baby, you and your pussy,” Toji says as he presses a kiss against the back of your ear, “let me have what I want.”

You never tell Toji no, sex is always so good with him. It’s just as much of a treat for you as it is for him. You move the clothes out of the way; you aren’t letting him fuck you on top of your clean clothes.

“Take what you want then,” you mumble.

Toji isn’t one to ask for permission twice. He turns you around and presses a deep kiss to your lips. It’s hungrier than the one he gave you upon walking in, needier. He isn’t as slow and neat about it this time. You can feel his hands slide underneath your shirt to touch your breasts again that are spilling out of the cups of your bra and he sighs softly, feeling your warm skin against his cool hands, making you shiver with a small sigh into his mouth.

Toji is the one to break the kiss and press a kiss against your neck, biting your skin and sucking against it. He relishes in the sound of your moan against his ear and it shows when he rolls your nipple between his fingers.

“Let me fuck your mouth,” Toji says, and he waits for a nod before he pushes you down on the bed, flat on your back.

His hands are quick to take off your shirt and jerk your bra down to rest on your midriff, and before he does anything, he licks over each nipple.

“Miss these,” he says more to himself, but it makes you sigh softly in pleasure and whimper softly when his teeth drag against your nipples.

Toji pulls your hair to keep you flat against the bed and he takes off his sweats and boxers, freeing his cock. It always makes your mouth water to see it. Long and girthy, there’s no curve to it, but it has such a pretty mushroom tip to it. Toji argues that your lips around it make it look prettier.

“Eyes on me,” he says, his voice a demand now. He got all the consent he needs, and he knows how you like to be treated in bed.

Your eyes meet his and he smiles, a smug smile. He always loves how obedient you are. “Good girl,” he says beneath his breath.

He grips the base of his cock and pumps it slowly as he straddles you; knees tucked underneath your armpits, making your hands rest on his thighs.

“Open, tongue out,” Toji says, and he watches as you open your mouth and lay your tongue flat. The smug smile doesn’t leave, tugging towards the left side against his lip scar.

He taps the tip of his dick against your tongue a few times, rubbing the pre-cum bead against your tongue, making him groan out softly at the sight of it sitting against your pink tongue. He pulls back a little, stroking himself slowly. His pre-cum tastes a little salty and sour, but it’s not bad. You don’t flinch at the taste of it.

“Swallow,” he commands and watches as you do as he asks. Your cheeks flush a soft pink as you stare up at him, and you open your mouth again to show that it’s gone. Your fingers squeeze his thighs and he hums in satisfaction.

“Good girl, now relax,” Toji says, and he guides his cock past your plush lips and into your mouth.

He groans. Your mouth is always so wet and warm. It doesn’t feel as good as your pussy, but it feels great to get him going. Toji’s cock always fills your mouth so nicely, it makes little tears prick to the corner of your eyes when he pushes his cock deeper into your mouth and hits the back of your throat. Spit always gets everywhere when he fucks your mouth, but he likes it messy, and you don’t seem to mind when you see the wild look in his eyes when he takes what he wants. You can smell his natural scent as he pushes his cock in, taste a bit of sweat from the day on his cock, but it tastes good. Toji always tastes good, and the weight of his cock in your mouth is always welcome.

His hands find your hair and he grabs it, lifting your head back and forth to move on his cock. Small grunts and groans leave his lips when the tip touches the back of your throat and you gag a little around it each time. He always starts slow, letting you get used to it and breathe through your nose. Your tongue presses against the shaft of his cock with every thrust into your mouth and it makes him groan.

He lays your head down now and adjusts himself so his hips fuck into your mouth. Your jaw slacks, making a wet noise from your throat as he fucks your mouth. Toji holds your hair to pin you there, but soon his hand finds a new position. One hand is around your neck, and the other is still in your hair. He squeezes your neck, making your throat tighten around his cock with each thrust, and he groans.

You whimper softly around his dick and it comes out muffled and whiney. Saliva slides down your lower lip and chin as he goes faster and hits the back of your throat with every single thrust. The only sounds coming from you were gags from his cock, heavy breaths coming from your nose, and soft whimpers that were quickly muffled by the wet noises of his dick in your mouth.

“Good girl, you always take my cock so fucking good,” Toji says breathily as he watches your eyes water, face flush, and how messy you look because of his cock. Toji groans as you tap his thighs quickly, needing air, and he slides his cock out of your mouth and releases your neck. Spit coats his cock as he holds it over your lips, letting you take deep breaths.

Your throat feels sore from how fast he was fucking your throat and hitting the back of your mouth every single time, but you love the feeling. You nod slowly and open your mouth again, even if it is feeling a little sore. Toji grins and rubs his tip against your red, swollen, puffy lips.

“Are you on birth control, baby?” He asks instead, making your eyebrows furrow.

“Yes?” You respond, your voice is hoarse, and it makes Toji chuckle.

He gets off of you and gently rolls you over to take off your bra in comparison to the rough, brutish way he was fucking your throat.

“Mind if I cum in you, then? Didn’t have change for a condom,” Toji asks as he moves down to your sweats and spreads your legs so his fingers can rub over your clothed pussy.

A moan emits from your lips when he touches you, but your face has a bright blush on your cheeks. The question would be comical if his cock wasn’t throbbing in front of you and he was rubbing your pussy. You can’t think if you have any condoms here, but birth control is fine. Besides, he’s always wanted to cum in you and you’re protected enough.

“Go ahead,” you say breathily.

Toji looks surprised when you agree. He expected more questions, making fun of him, something.

“You sure?” He asks, and his fingers rub a little firmer, directly where your clit is. His eyes watch your every reaction.

You giggle softly, seeing how confused he looks, and your hips rock against his hand.

“Yeah, fuck me. We can discuss budgeting for a condom fund after you make me cum,” you say with a little smile and you watch as he rolls his eyes, but a little smile grows on his lips at your jive.

Toji slides his hands now to pull off your sweats and panties. He sees your wet spot on your panties, and he knows prepping you won’t take too long. He just likes to see you beg for it. One finger rubs your entrance, feeling how wet you are. It always leaves Toji so impressed to feel how wet you can get for him. Your body writhes a little as your hips rock a little and you whine softly.

“Toji, you can just fuck me,” you whimper softly, your voice breathy and pleading.

He presses his finger inside, feeling your wet gummy walls as he pushes it into the knuckle. He curls his finger inside before slowly pumping it in and out of you.

“I don’t know, I don’t think you can take it,” Toji says nonchalantly, as if he’s not doing anything special, as if he’s not watching his finger slide in and out of your pussy.

You can feel his finger. It’s thick and long, and when he curls it inside intermittently in between slow lazy pumps, it makes a whimper leave your mouth.

“Don’t be a dick,” you manage out through a soft moan and Toji laughs, moving his other hand to give your clit a pinch and slaps it gently, making you yelp.

“Don’t be a brat, you know how to get what you want,” Toji replies with a cocky smug smile on his lips and you wish more than anything you could wipe that fucking look off his face but there’s something about it that always attracts you. He knows he’s got you wrapped around his finger.

You go to speak when you stutter out a moan once Toji pushes another finger inside you. You can feel his fingers pumping in and out of you, scissoring inside your pussy as he curls his fingers upwards to hit your g-spot. His fingers are in so deep his knuckles are wet from rubbing against your entrance. You just moan, pleadingly.

“Come on baby, use your words,” Toji taunts and he laughs a little as his other hand rests on your mound. His thumb rubs your clit in small circles, making you whimper.

“Please Toji, please fuck me,” you whimper out and look at him with a desperation in your eyes that makes Toji’s face light up.

On a normal day, Toji could have you begging and edging you for an orgasm, but he’s fiending for it too. “Good girl,” he says and pinches your clit again for good measure to make you yelp.

You flash him a glare as he flashes you a smug smile. Toji looks you over and he pats your hip. “All fours,” he says quietly.

You nod and roll over to your stomach. You push yourself up on your knees and elbows, arching your ass upwards towards him. Toji grins and spanks your ass, making you whimper and enjoy the faint sting that comes with it. He grips his cock and lines the tip up with your hole and slowly pushes in.

Your moan fills the room, your forehead drops down against the soft comforter and you whimper as your fingers grip the sheets as Toji grunts quietly and bottoms out inside you. His hands grip your hips as he pushes you back and forth slowly in time with his thrusts to make the thrusts go in deeper at his slow pace.

“I missed your pussy, baby,” Toji says under his breath. He moves one hand to your hair to yank your head back, making you whimper.

You can feel his girthy long cock in his slow, smooth, deep thrusts inside you. You can almost feel it in your stomach with how deep he goes. His pace starts to quicken, making you moan louder and your hands grip the bed sheets. The grip on your hair stings but feels so good as Toji moves faster, harder. You can hear his skin slapping against your ass repeatedly.

“Look at this pussy, taking me so fucking good, sucking me in,” Toji says in between heavy breaths, “fuck baby, your pussy was made for me,” Toji grunts.

He raises his other hand and spanks your ass before gripping it, making you let out a startled moan. It stings more than the last one, but in a pleasurable way. You whine softly, whimpering and moaning as your body takes every thrust Toji gives you. You’re never the one to talk during sex, but Toji doesn’t mind, he loves how your cunt squeezes around him when he says filthy things to you.

Toji bullies your G-spot relentlessly and he lets go of your hair to grip your hips, keeping the same fast brutal pace right against your G-spot. Your moans turn into cries of pleasure, and you can feel Toji’s grip tense on your hips as he fucks you and his hips start to sputter. He spanks your ass one more time and grips it with a deep thrust against your g-spot and you cry out Toji’s name.

Your body tenses and you cum with a loud high-pitched whine of Toji’s name. You feel your body sag against the bed as Toji fucks into you a few more times before he cums inside you. He groans low, and his cock jerks inside you as it fills up your cunt. Once Toji pulls out, he watches his seed fall against your pussy and down your thighs.

He guides you to lie down and presses a slow kiss to your lips, and when he pulls away you smile. You’re out of breath as you watch him grab a clean hand towel from the floor and wipe it between your legs and thighs.

“So about that condom fund,” you say breathlessly.

Toji flashes you a playful glare. “Don’t start.”

[regal-bones]

Hello, if you like my stuff please consider funding me on Patreon :} I rely on the kindness of my followers to make artwork, and there’s a lot of exclusive stuff over there you’ll get in return!

If you really really like my artwork, please consider claiming a Crown Piece slot. These slots are limited with 20 left - if all 50 are claimed I am quite comfortably employed by my patrons as that amount will completely cover my monthly expenses like rent, food, and bills!

I’ve lost about £150 in pledges over the last six months - a lot of this I am assuming are people who followed me when my Twitter blew up, and eventually dropped off, as well as people who can’t afford it as the cost of living increases. I’m trying really really hard to get back to where I was in January so I can stay focused on my work! Thank you, and I’m sorry I’m always posting about this but it’s my job! If you wanna give me a raise, it would mean the world :}

You can check out my patreon at this link here !! Thank you so much for reading, and I really hope you consider helping me out ❤️

(also here’s a little sprout to tempt you! There’s a lot more sprites over there of our protagonist, as well as some environment stuff I’ve been working on this past week!)

[acatnamedafteradog]

@the-entire-skunk-population thank you for the tag. All posts for the last few months and from now on will link to the source and will link to alternate sources on furaffinity or twitter. If the artist is on tumblr I will also at them.

I am not currently linking to sources on deviant art or pixiv due to issues with AI generated images.

If an artist has a patreon I will also link to it so that people can go support them. But, if you’re poor like me and can’t afford to support them now be aware you can also follow them on patreon so that you can support them in the future.

[nights-at-crystarium]

Thank you for the input! The advice’s pretty sound but I’m already running at my max capacity as a creator. I can’t just wish a site into existence, and don’t have the money to pay for it. Comic agregator sites are mostly evil these days so I’m staying away from those. Reddit I’m considering posting on, just haven’t found the time and energy for it yet.

Currently I post the comic updates on tumblr, twitter and ao3 (+discord and patreon but they’re not meant for new people to discover me obviously), after that I’m pretty much out of juice for the day. I spend around 12/14 days working on the comic itself, with 14 days being the turnaround time for one episode. I can’t afford going any slower since the project is massive and adding even one more week inbetween the episodes will only ensure that I’m never finishing this.

The traffic on my platforms is decent, for what it’s worth. There’s a lot of eyes on my work, less on the comic, and even less desire to support a new creator I guess. I’ve only been around for a year. Or maybe people would rather prefer catboy WoLs (sorry never happening). We can sit and guess forever. I’ll just stick with what I’ve been doing so far, just felt like letting people know that I’m a human being that’s been struggling to stay in a positive zone due to the recent lack of support.

[secretgamergirl]

Oh great. It’s freaking Trans Day of Visibility again.

Last year for Trans Day of Visibility, I wrote a bit over on Twitter about how I really hate this holiday, because the actual intended purpose of pointing out all the cool things trans people have done throughout history it has just 100% turned into a day for bigots to come out in full force hunting us down and killing us, and how it feels really wrong in that context how a lot of trans people will go posting selfies and lists of accomplishments, because it feels a bit like arguing a case to someone wanting to murder you how they maybe shouldn’t.

And I remember that because a bit over half a year after that, when Twitter came under new management and undid the permanent suspensions of some untold huge number of people who’d been kicked off the site for being a bit too open in using the site to commit and plan violent crimes, a bunch of them got together, searched my posting history for the word kill, and mass-reported me talking about people trying to kill people like me there for “violent threats.”

Because there’s nobody left on staff so far as I know with any interest in not coming off as obvious fascists, I can’t appeal that and have been locked out of it, so, no more Twitter for me. Which is probably a huge boon to my mental health, but also, thanks largely to me having real serious privacy concerns (you know, the murderous stalkers) that was the only real means most people had to talk to me at all, and the only place I really had to plug my Patreon. And in the intervening uh... 5 months since, I have had all of two people try to hunt me down and check if I’m OK. Says a lot for how addicted to that site a lot of people are or something, but it’s like I just died or got banished to the shadow realm or something. Everyone’s all spooked about the thought of piping up about how I got done dirty or linking over here for people to find me and I’ve just kinda been totally cut off from everyone since. It sucks. As does the Patreon thing. Out of sight out of mind, out of mind, not going to throw money at me. I’ve been getting into increasingly dangerous territory but I have $0 in my paypal as I’m writing this and exactly enough in the bank to cover the rent check I’m handing over tomorrow and the electric bill coming right behind that. And this is after shaking every tree I can find for little scraps to get by. Next month I’m just not going to be able to afford having a home anymore. So... that sucks?

Don’t really have a point beyond that. Just, you know, it’s the day to point things like this out.

[thegoldenretrieverandthegaynerd]

where did you see the news that alice finish heartstopper? I can’t afford patreon but the only thing I saw was on the discord about posting starting again in february, but if there’s more info elsewhere, i’d like to read it. thanks!

There was a post someone posted on Twitter that was on Patreon. Which kind of proves Alice’s point of being worried about the pages being leaked 😂

Other than that there isn’t much info that is tied down as they haven’t set exact dates for when things will be posted. But it suggests things will appear early feb on Patreon and then I presume 1-2 weeks before they are on webtoon etc.

[pictureamoebae]

Hello!

I just posted this on Patreon, and I wanted to copy it in here for those of you who don’t follow me over there.

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I want to apologise for my quietness recently. I haven't lost interest in The Sims 4, nor in making cc, ReShade presets, or building. My PC has been getting more and more troublesome over a number of months now, and I think it is likely to fail completely sometime this year. I'm trying to do what I can to ward off that failure, which in part means not pushing it too hard too often.

One problem is that its repeated gpu crashes make it difficult for me to do a lot of the things I'd really love to be doing - and a lot of the things I think you would like me to be doing too! Even recolouring things for the game can be a slow and painful process these days. I still want to do so many things, and I should be able to do quite a lot of them, but likely not at such a prolific rate as I have at times in the past.

In reality, I need a new PC and have done for some time, but I also need to move to a new city this year, so unless I find myself suddenly in receipt of a large inheritance from a rich relative I never knew I had I can't easily afford to buy a new computer. It's making me very miserable that I can't do all that I want to do, but there's no way round it at the moment, I'm sorry! I hope you understand.

I do want to assure everyone that whether my PC totally gives up the ghost or not, I'll still try to provide as much ReShade assistance as I can because I know how important that is to a lot of people.

After I posted a similar message to twitter a week or so ago, a couple of people messaged me to suggest starting a gofundme or similar to fund a new PC. I would feel very uncomfortable doing that - it's not your responsibility to buy me a new computer just because you like some of the things I make! I'm addressing that here because I wanted to take the opportunity to say I am really grateful for all the support I have received in the past and currently receive from all of you, even those who don't sub to Patreon and who just offer support and friendship. I hope any reduced activity doesn't disappoint too many people, and I'll always remain grateful for your support, no matter what form that takes now or in the future.

And specifically to my Patreon subscribers: your support is always a HUGE help to me and I am immensely appreciative for it. Thank you, truly.

BUT! Please don't take this post as an "I'm not making anything anymore" post. I am whenever possible! I just don't want to upset anyone who has been used to my more prolific periods. I hope I'm still able to make things you enjoy, even if they don't happen quite as regularly. I still have spots open for ReShade presets or bespoke builds, and as long as I take things in my stride I should be able to continue to do those until everything completely breaks!

Thank you for being lovely and understanding and patient and kind. I love this TS4 community, even when each of us inevitably has quieter moments.

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I hope you're all doing great and kicking 2022 in the balls regularly and with gusto - it deserves it!

[scarletify]

Thoughts about myself and my work (reposted from twitter)

Hello, I have been really struggling, and I've had a lot on my mind. I know a lot of you have been following me and my work for a long time, but if you are unfamiliar I would like to give a brief introduction. I'm Mana, and I am the creator of a webcomic called Blonde Sunrise. I love my comic very much, and it's a story that means a lot to me. But it has also been causing me a lot of grief. I started this comic 11 years ago, when I was still a teenager. It's my passion project, and I've always dreamed of one day being able to live off my work. Every year that passes however this feels like less and less of a possibility. My personal situation is currently very poor, and has been for a very long time. At this moment in time my comic's Patreon is my only source of income. I'm so, so grateful to those who have supported me all this time, both off an on Patreon, and as of late I feel like I have been letting everyone down. A reality is starting to hit me that it might be impossible for me to finish this comic. The very idea is horrible to me, but my personal situation has continued to get worse, and my comic is feeling more and more out of my reach. It means so much to me that people read and enjoy my work, and I really can't emphasize that enough. But it's been eleven years, and my life has gone nowhere. I don't quite know how to describe how I'm feeling right now. I want to finish my story, I love the story I've written, but I feel trapped and uncertain of the future. Putting so many years of my life into this project makes the idea of failure unbearable. I want to offer full transparency on how I'm doing and what I'm thinking. In a perfect world, I would see this comic finished. But it's no longer realistic to think that this comic can sustain me, and I might have to make some really tough choices in the near future. At this time I'm not saying I'm giving up, I just really need you to understand what I'm currently going through. I don't want to give up. But I do need to realistically consider what is best for me moving forward. My comic's website is up for renewal at the end of the year, but I honestly don't think I can continue to afford paying for hosting. I may be shutting down the website at the end of the year and hosting the comic elsewhere. I also have other avenues of work I really want to pursue, but I struggle to find time for my comic, let alone additional work. I want to change this, but I really can't juggle multiple projects at once. I know this post is a lot of rambling, and I apologize for. What I'm trying to say is I am in a position where I both deeply love my work, but also feel trapped by it, and it's causing me a lot of grief. For right now, I'm going to continue to update my comic on Patreon into the month of September. However I might have to make some tough choices by the end of the year, and I really want you to understand me and where I'm coming from. I'm so sorry for failing my work. Thank you for reading this, and thank you to everyone who has supported me and my comic all these years.

[gigglinggoblin]

Whisper Drinkers: No More Words

Image used with permission from the lovely and fantastically talented Cody Darkstalker! Go check out her gorgeous collection on her Twitter, Instagram and Onlyfans!

[pov: anygirl, femdom, undead but sweet, nsfw, hypnosis, fantasy, intelligence reduction, pet play, headpats, leghumping, consensual, but you know maybe don’t actually drain your partner’s thoughts without asking them irl idk you should tell them if you’re a vampire thing that drinks words is all I’m saying]

"U-Um, so, so maybe I'm talking too much," Ami whimpered, as the mysterious woman next to her on the bed reached over, took her by the hand, and began to delicately caress it, running long and slender fingertips over Ami's palm and smiling slyly up at her, "it's just th-that I'm, um, well, see, I've never—never had anyone in my room before, is all."

The raven-haired beauty smiled up at her, hearts dotting her cheeks like freckles, luscious lips parted in a tempestuous pout. Her pretty jewelry caught the room’s rosy light so dazzlingly. So glamorous and glimmery...

Ami squirmed and barely held in a squeak as the woman beamed and scooted a little closer. She reached up and affectionately stroked Ami's cheek.

Then her hand slipped down to tug at the neckline of Ami's modest blouse.

"Oh!" Ami bit her lip, excitement trickling through her almost as fast as the red rushing to her cheeks. "I-I mean, well, see, of course I—" Her voice nearly broke as she felt her hand being guided to the woman's breast, guided to rest there, to gently feel the softness of the woman's skin, such a pretty hue of rosy-pink in the light.

"—it's not my room, of course," she corrected, cheeks burning, wiggling as the woman started undoing buttons on the blouse, undressing her even as she babbled. Why can’t I stop talking? Please, gods, let me stop talking.

"I mean, it is, because—well, I paid f-for the room, it's an inn, obviously. It's just tha—<i>aaaaat</I>—" She practically mewled as she felt her blouse being tugged away, as the woman leaned in even closer, and she breathed in that sweet minty perfume. Oh, fuck, this lady smelled so... so nice...

"Just that," she panted, but her words were scattering to the winds as those soft, luscious, pouty lips settled on her neck and began to kiss slowly, sweetly, indulgently across her skin, "just that, um, I mean, I-I've... I've, um... never..."

She felt a hand on her side, and without thinking, Ami allowed herself to be steered so she could be pushed back onto the bed.

Her head settled onto the pillow, and she was squirming and blushing and whimpering as she now felt the mysterious woman's cool, plush weight on her, pinning her to the bed, as those lips smacked indulgently along her neck and jawline. "... n-never," she whimpered, marveling at the softness of the breast as she squeezed and fondled it, "never... with..."

She trailed off into a moan as those wonderful kisses reached the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulders, as her sensible bra was undone to join the blouse beneath her.

Her head was starting to feel so... so bubbly. So fizzy. She actually giggled as she felt the woman's fingers running through her hair, stroking her with the utmost gentleness. "Oh, um, g-gosh," she gasped, wriggling, "you're... p-petting me l-like I'm s-some kind of... um... um... umm..."

Kitten. Puppy. Bunny. Pet. Silly girl who needs to be comforted and soothed. She struggled to form the words, desperate to fill the silence, but no sooner had the thoughts bubbled up into her mind than they were gone. She blinked dazedly, bubbles popping throughout her fizzy pink mind.

The kisses paused. The woman pulled up and blinked innocently down at her, parting those soft, kissable lips in a seductive pout.

Ami stared up into those eyes. Stared at those lips. A little whimper escaped her, but she found she didn’t... didn’t quite know what to say right now.

But even as she was given a brief reprieve from the kisses, Ami squirmed, feeling some... other attentions getting a lot more pronounced. That other hand was not being idle. Long, slender, delicate fingers ran over her breasts, groping, fondling, stroking in dainty spirals around her nipples.

Ami shivered. Even more tantalizingly, the strange woman's knee was placed right between Ami's thighs so... so perfectly, and the thought occurred to her that it would be so easy to just kind of... grind...

Her words melted away, and she giggled, quite forgetting exactly what she'd been trying to say. "Th-This feels... nice..." she mumbled, as more bubbles of pink pleasure popped in her mind, as she found herself grinding more and more overtly, unable to remember why she would ever hold back.

She let out a moan, and oh, gods, moaning felt so good... so much better than talking...

The woman smiled and cooed her pleasure with Ami, one of the first sounds, Ami realized dumbly, she'd heard the woman make so far. And then she forgot why this was strange, because the lady’s voice was so pretty, and knowing her lover was pleased just made Ami want to grind and hump harder as those kisses returned to her neck, her breasts, so soft and sweet and indulgent, and Ami mewled and whined happily.

She could no longer remember much of anything, actually, aside from feeling good. She humped the strange woman's leg like a wifwolf in heat, moaning and panting, because why would she need to babble and prattle when she could be making cute horny noises like those that seemed to please the woman so well?

She beamed and cooed and wriggled happily as the woman rose up slightly, those glowing crimson eyes shining like twin sunsets, so pretty, so happy with Ami.

Ami was being a good girl, Ami knew, even if her lover couldn't say it. And that realization was the sweetest feeling of all.

And Ami giggled and squealed and bounced and ground against the leg as she came, came under her skirt like a good girl, and made even more adorable noises in the process.

She was panting, red-faced, gasping for breath. She was drowning in the pink mist. Drifting in the fizzy pink bubbles.

But... she was still horny, she realized dimly, even in afterglow.

So, so horny.

She stared up into those bright lights and smiled dreamily as her beautiful pale lover leaned down for the softest of kisses, the stranger’s lips pillowy and fulsome, her own sighs of bliss impossibly faint but sending Ami into a daze of pleasure.

Ami wrapped her arms around her lover and moaned into the kiss, and happily allowed her inner thoughts to dissolve, for a time, into pure, sweet nothings.

The pale woman no longer felt cold. But maybe Ami was just blushing hot enough for the both of them now.

~ ~ ~ ~

Whisper drinkers are a rare and unusual form of vampire that drink not blood, or cum, or milk, but words themselves. Said to arise from those who died lost to their own worries and anxieties, the whisper drinker is often considered a benevolent spirit, as far as any of the Dead can be described as such. They are often drawn to the worried, tired or anxious, and with their kisses, they slowly ease the thoughts away, granting their lovers a brief reprieve, comfort and affection.

Spirit Rangers consider whisper drinkers to be very low-priority targets, though it is something of a controversial subject whether whisper drinkers truly understand what they are doing. Some argue that the whisper drinker acts as a nearly elemental being, purely occupied with her instincts, and cares nothing for those she lies with. Others, particularly those who form relationships with the mute undead, claim that there is far greater complexity to the whisper drinker than anyone truly understands.

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As much as I think post+ is a bad idea (seriously do not give this site your bank details) and particularly for fic writers, could land you in legally hot water which tumblr will almost certainly not protect you from...

If you see people with Ko-fis or patreons or whatever then please support content creators. Fandom is and should remain free and there is a ton of value and history in rejecting attempts to commercialize it, not least because again it is very legally iffy, but just give creators a few dollars now or then if they need it? Particularly fic writers where you can’t really do commissions or directly make money off your fic unless you’re in a very few specific fandoms, if you see someone who’s writing you love and they’ve got a ko-fi on their blog or twitter or wherever, just give them a tip.

Basically post+ is a bad thing but you should also support content creators both in terms of liking and reblogging etc and also sometimes in terms of helping out financially if you can afford it and they’re asking for it.

the problem with post+ isn’t content creators making money, it’s that tumblr won’t protect you or them (the latter largely because it can’t).

[theuniversitychallengereview]

UC 50 Grand Final - Warwick vs Magdalene, Cam

In the world of sports a Grand Final is defined as ‘a game that decides a sport’s league’s premiership (or championship) winning team, i.e. the conclusive game of a finals (or play-off) series’. It is most commonly used in Australian sports and is synonymous with the championship game in North American Sports - e.g. the NBA Finals or the Superbowl. British rugby league adopted the term for its season ending affair in 1998.

The commonality between all of these examples is that the Grand Final comes at the end of a league tournament, after which some number of the highest ranking teams take part in a knockout tournament to determine the season champion. Even with its complicated quarter-final format, University Challenge is a knockout tournament from the start, with no semblance of a league at any point. There does exist the possibility that the finalists could have played each other prior to meeting in the final, as has happened this year with Warwick beating Magdalene 200-160 in the quarters, but that hasn’t always been the case. 

All of this is just to say that in the case of University Challenge, the use of ‘grand’ seems to be purely adjectival rather than providing supplemental information regarding the competition format as it does in these other cases. Not that I’m going to quibble with it, tonight’s final is undoubtedly going to be Grand.

For the second year in a row, after six consecutive appearances by various colleges, we have no Oxford team in the final. The two finalists certainly had something to say in that matter, with Warwick dispatching two Oxonian quartets - Wolfson and Merton - and Magdalene three - University, Corpus Christi and Balliol. Warwick won the whole thing in 2007, beating the reigning champions from Manchester, while Magdalene’s sole apperance in the Grand Final was a loss to Sidney Sussex back in 1978.

Warwick arrive in the Grand Final as slight favourites, courtesy of the unbeaten run that took them there, including their aforementioned defeat of tonight’s Cantabrigian opponents. Their average score of 201 is actually slightly lower than Magdalene’s 202, but they hadn’t looked troubled until their semi-final against Imperial. 

Magdalene have produced two of the most impressive performances of the series, beating Birkbeck 240-140 in the quarters and annihilating Balliol 270-50 in the semis, and (stats taken from @StatsUC on Twitter) rank first of all teams in bonus question percentage, correctly answering 128, or 71%, of the 170, they have faced thus far. Warwick have an inferior percentage of 59%, but rank higher on the starter question league table (Magdalene have averaged more of those too, though with a lower percentage, suggesting that Warwick have been involved in slower matches).

Another interesting statistic is that Magdalene Captain Lawson, with six, has twice as many incorrect interruptions as the entire Warwick team so far. He is Magdalene’s best buzzer, and will likely have to take some risks to overcome Warwick’s superiority in that respect. If these risks pay off, and he is able to steal a few starter questions early on, I think Magdalene will have a far bigger chance of taking home the trophy. The first set of questions pre-first picture round will be pivotal.

Whoever wins, or rather, has won, by the time you’re reading this, its been another terrific series of The Challenge. The fact that they weren’t able to get the filming done at the usual time because of Covid, and then had to come back in later to record most of the episodes with plastic screen dividers makes me even more grateful to have been able to watch the show this year. We all needed that slice of normality on a Monday night, and what could me more normal than watching a bunch of nerds answering questions about complex organic molecules or Byzantine emperors?

Anyway, that’s enough sappiness, here’s your first starter for ten...

Warwick’s Burrell is the only one who has put any effort into their Grand Final attire, and is rocking an awesome floral shirt. Lawson comes in early with love, but he is wrong, and my flowery boy Burrell scoops up the points with hell. Only one bonus follows, but they are twenty points clear courtesy of Lawson’s neg. 

Braid takes the second starter, and Rout remembers Burrell’s surname (which he had failed to do in the closing moments of their semi-final) to nominate him on two of the bonuses, of which they take three. The funky shirt must be providing Mr Burrell with some extra knowledge on top of the chilled out vibes, because he takes his second of the night. 

Magdalene manage to get off the mark with the first picture starter, and a full set on grid references takes them up to twenty points. No one gets a starter on cavitation, before Burrell grabs his third starter! He’d averaged 1.4 in their previous five games! 

There’s a second starter for Braid, before Rout wonders aloud whether ‘this is another example of us not knowing the popular culture’, in relation to a bonus set on vampire films. They miss Only Lovers Left Alive and A Girl Walks Home Alone At Night, but get Let The Right One In, so they’re not entirely ignorant. 

Davies snaffles some more points for Magdalene, and then both sides miss the music starter, before Davies takes another to win the music bonuses for Cambridge. They are only forty points behind now. Davies completes a hat-trick of consecutive starters with Fox and Hedgehog, based on a clue about Jemima Puddleduck. We’re down to twenty points...

Braid gets his third starter, before an excellent bit of flagwork from Byrne allows Magdalene to close to within ten points. A neg halts their momentum and Rout swoops in to drag Warwick forty clear again. Magdalene can’t afford any more slip ups, but Lawson isn’t able to identify a Titian painting on the second picture starter, allowing Braid in to steal. A couple of bonuses put Warwick sixty ahead, and one feels as though Magdalene may have missed their opportunity. 

In what could possibly be the most unfortunate incorrect interruption of all time, given the state of play in the match in which it occurred, Davies buzzes in with Bannerman Campbell rather than Campbell Bannerman, losing five points instead of gaining ten, and surely confirming Warwick as champions. It seems harsh, but in the end he was wrong, and he looks devastated.

Lawson buzzes frantically on the last starter of the year, and gets it right with a defiant shout of glucagon, but the gong sounds immediately afterwards, and Warwick have won.

Final Score: Warwick 195 - 140 Magdalene, Cam

Another fantastic match to end the series! Congratulations to Warwick on a flawless campaign, and commiserations to Magdalene, who were brilliant throughout as well. Like I said before, this has been another excellent series of UC, and has helped to keep me sane throughout the year. Roll on the next series...

The gap between the sides was 55 points, but this can be almost entirely attributed to the Campbell Bannerman Bannerman Campbell mixup. Warwick gained 20 points and Mags lost five. Had Davies got the names the right way round, and then the same two bonuses as Warwick the points swing would have been forty five. Not quite enough to turn the tide, but it would have been mighty close.

Thanks for reading this blog over the whole series. It means a lot that people continue to consume and engage with the silly ramblings I post, and I look forward to coming back for the new series, whenever that happens. 

In the meantime, if you enjoy what you read here and want to support the blog, or more importantly can’t wait a few months for some more UC content, I have a Patreon where I’ve been reviewing the 2015/16 series. You can sign up here, for as little as £1/month. 

[reynaruina]

Blog Intro

Hi there! Name’s ReynaRuina and I like to do a lot of digital art, mostly fanart of cartoons and such!! I’m currently interested in Invader Zim and Steven Universe, but I’m also into Avatar: The Last Airbender, Gravity Falls, MLP, and some other shows; plus videogames like Minecraft, Don’t Starve and Subnautica. Here’s a little guide on the things I do in here:

Comics, Random Art and Sketches: I share a bit of new stuff every week!

Reblogs of old art: If you’re new, you won’t have to dig thru my blog to find my old stuff. I will reblog it every so often myself!

Sharing other’s art: This isn’t a “my art only” blog, I do enjoy sharing other’s work from time to time (usually pertaining to my current fixation, right now it being IZ and ATLA)

Art resources: I like to find/share a bit of that as well for personal use and my follower’s benefit, if they happen to be artists as well.

Art Highlights side-blog: On reynaruina-art I sometimes post/reblog my best works from both recent and past times. This also doubles as my current online portfolio! 

Some outside-of-Tumblr stuff: 

Art Streams: I stream every Friday and Saturday at 9 pm Eastern Standard Time on my Picarto channel! It is a nice place to hang out, listen to music, and I also have mic on :D

Reaction Streams: Every Wednesday at the same hour and on the same channel I do live reactions to episodes of cartoons, currently I’m doing Invader Zim (rewatching the whole show for the first time in over a decade! it is very exciting :D)

Twitter: I’ve got two Twitter accounts, one for art highlights of my recent/past works and another locked one with mature content (it is adults only and contains sensitive material, you can find the link among My Links)

Where to Find Me:

Asks: My Ask box/submission box are pretty much always open (anon is on! :D). I’ve also got instant messages here o Tumblr on pretty much always.

Discord: I have a private Discord server for Patreon supporters as well where you can reach me at any time for a chat!

Twitter: Feel free to follow me and message me on either account! (do not try to follow my locked one if you’re a minor tho, I will block if necessary)

How to Support me:

Commissions: I am pretty much always open for commission work, don’t be afraid to ask! Here’s a detailed pricelist for whatever you may have in mind :D

Patreon: Made one a couple months ago and I’ve got a few tiers, with different benefits on each! But even the lowest one grants you access to my private Discord server and my whole art archive, plus WIPS and early posts :D

Ko-Fi: If you like what I do here and wanna help keep me doing it, but can’t afford/commit to Patreon or a commission, I’m using ko-fi as a tip jar as well!! This stuff I do here is basically how I pay the bills, so however you feel like you can help keep the lights on and the art coming, every bit is very welcome and appreciated :D!

[loreweaver-universe]

And that’s the episode split.

Well.  Maromi the parasite.  That’s a really interesting way to take this, and I guess some pretty unsubtle commentary on the type of craze Maromi belongs to in the real world.  I really like the turn that took and the mechanics of what went down.

And that line.

"My place disappeared from this world a long time ago. The reality is that there is no place for me anymore. But that's the reality I have to face!"

That’s something more people could do with thinking on.  Sometimes, the world you’re trying to hold on to doesn’t exist anymore--things have changed, or the world has moved on, something happened that means you can’t go back.  Will you sit and cross your arms and refuse to budge, or will you move forward into the new world and make it a better place?  It’s worth thinking about for everyone, I think.

Steven Universe ended.  I liveblogged the final episode of that show, and then...it was over.  I have had to move on, to move forward with the blog in a post-Steven world where my future is unknown and the anchors I was used to having have fallen away from me.  Steven Universe was the anchor for this blog, and for my entertainment career.  There was always more Steven Universe to watch, or more coming, and when that was over, I felt...well.  A line from Final Fantasy VII Remake comes to mind: Boundless, terrifying freedom.  I could go anywhere I wanted from there, but the anchor was gone for good.  I’d have to make or break it on my own.

I wonder if that was something that contributed to my mental health issues this past year.  This is certainly the first time I’ve put it into words.  I’ll have to think on that one.

That’s going to be it for tonight--I’m going to try to keep this momentum going forward and return to my Monday/Wednesday/Friday schedule from here on in, and I’m going to try to stream more as well.  Up next is going to be the second of December’s patron picks, Baccano, which we’ll be doing tomorrow.

Before I finish, I’d like to ask for help.  I have been in rough shape mental health wise for the past few months, and it obstructed my ability to work.  If any of you could please donate a little to help with my rent and bills, I would greatly appreciate it.  Thank you so much to whoever donates.

As always, thank you all for tuning in, and thank you to my 63 patrons, who make it so I can do this for a living.  I’ll see you guys next time!

IN OTHER NEWS:

I recently completed my blind playthrough of Hades!  You can see the full playlist of those streams by clicking here!

I recently completed my blind playthrough of Celeste!  You can see the full playlist of those streams by clicking here!

If you’d like to help me pay my rent, buy me some food, or help with my bills and medicine, please use my direct donation link!  If you’d like to support me per liveblog completed every month, please pledge to my Patreon! Becoming a patron not only allows you to vote on what shows I do whenever I choose a new one, but also grants access to the community Minecraft server to $5 patrons or higher!

You should also go pledge to Gio’s Patreon, or his Sponsus–our Discord server maintenance tech, creator of Rubybot, and community Minecraft server overlord deserves far more than I can afford to pledge to him by myself.

If you’d like more of me and my content:

My Episode Lists master page, where you can find every show and liveblog I’ve done!

My Discord server, where you can come hang out with me and other fans, check out member liveblogs, and join community gaming guilds!

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My ask blog, where you can send me questions and comments!

My Twitter, where I make announcements about liveblogs and streams!

It’s your kindness and support that lets me do this stuff, and I wouldn’t be where I am without all of you to do it for.  Thank you all so much for your support, and for tuning in every episode!

OTHER PEOPLE YOU MAY ENJOY:

I may have been one of the earlier Steven Universe liveblogs, but a whole community of livebloggers has sprung up over the last five years!   I linked to a bunch individually for a few wrap-ups, but honestly, this end-slate is already eight billion miles long, so I’m just gonna link to my links page.  Click here if you want recommendations of other livebloggers, or other neat people, or webcomics and podcasts that I recommend.

[kirby-the-gorb]

reply roundup!

highlights for the past couple weeks:

@shegosato wrote another image description [here], for mining kirby, and @pranque wrote an image description for kirby at his computer [here]! thank you both! <3 all you folks who’ve so kindly contributed your time to add image descriptions since I’m not currently able to are honestly super important and appreciated.

there are also new stickers! etsy link is [here].

on the [last roundup]:

@spageddie28 said: THE GORB NOTICED ME 😳😳🥺🥺💖💖 #all praise the gorb

@askluckyandfriends said: I got noticed too :D

yes!!! that’s why I do these roundups, I love seeing all the fun tags and replies everyone leaves for me, and this way I get to acknowledge them!

@your-local-neighbourhood-kat​ said: The hug would make both of us feel better 🥺🥺🥺

even though he’s got little arms I bet kirby is the best at hugging. (I hope whatever’s on your mind eases soon.)

@shegosato​ said: i love ur kirbys they deserve an id <3 hope ur year's been good so far op!

aww, thank you! I know writing good image descriptions takes genuine effort (which is why I don’t do it myself like I should, I’m sorry TnT ) and deserves sincere recognition at the very least! (I’d love to just properly compensate someone to caption all of them as they go up someday, but it will take a while to afford. I will be sure to put out a call for interested parties once I get there!)

on [keyboard]:

@zer0cracy​ said: Freddy Mer-kirby

ohhh what a good pun! he’s even got the sparkles to match lol

also to the person who tagged it metal gear, I see you. I appreciate you.

on [train]:

@papioligoat​ said: Look at this gorb go. Lad vibin.

he’s where he Belongs.

@rinnyhere​ said: I want to ride an endless train and just sleep. tired of thoughts.

ohh that sounds so peaceful. just ride the train forever. highest quality naps.

on [miner]:

@macro-microcosm​ said: I also lost my part-time work haha. please donate to this artist! they’re so delightful and make such lovely work. they’re at this every. single. day.

aw that sucks! I hope things are at least relatively stable for now. (and thank you so much for your kind tags! I haven’t missed a day since I started in june 2018 :> )

@jupiterlandings​ said: he’s mining to get his webkinz crown of wonder

unfortunately I don’t know anything about webkinz so I can’t fully appreciate the joke but he’s clearly working very hard towards his goals and I support him!

@shegosato​ said: op thats a cute easter egg. also hope uve doing well! mayhaps a post abt commissions or donations will help?

I was very happy with myself when I came up with it lol, and I think that is a good idea! I already put out new stickers this month, but maybe I will finally figure out sticker commissions or just advertise kofi commissions at the same rate as the patreon tier.

on the [sticker poll]:

@liongerudothesilly​ said: I do not have Twitter, but I vote Fancy Dresses please! If you'll take a commented vote!

I just want to make sure you know your vote was seen and counted! (and I secretly wanted fancy dresses to win too lol, but even counting your vote and mine it still fell a little short. maybe I will just do it next time without asking! :v )

on [sweep]:

@aggron-rocks​ said: what a responsible orb

one does not become a gorb on virtue of cuteness alone. good orbs also help with chores when they can!

on [valentines stickers]:

@insertusername77​ said: These are so good. At the rate things are going, Kirby's gonna be my Valentine this year

I imagine kirby would love to be your valentine. :> (he may not be very reliable at giving you chocolate, but I think he’s pretty okay at making bouquets from supermarket flowers!)

@here-comes-de-custard​ said: im going to cry these are so cute

@osohey said: joy and love and happyness and joy

@leolithe​ said: !!!!!!!!!!!!!! great arts!

I don’t always have anything to say in reply so they don’t always end up in the roundups but I see all the tags people leave and I always love tags like these, I love it when my art can make people happy <3

@legendarykerfuffle said: all i need for valentines is kirb

honestly same lol, my partner knows this and often manages to find cute little kirby plushes to give me :v

on [sumikko]:

@virovac said: Decided to look up Summikko Gurashi [screencap of character description for “penguin?” that says “am I even a penguin? penguin has no confidence. in the past, there might have been a plate on penguin’s head...”]

penguin is just like that! (they were a kappa rather than a regular penguin, which is why they are green and like cucumbers a lot. that’s what the plate thing means.)

@askluckyandfriends said: Aww I hope your mom has a great birthday!

she told me she had a nice day! (and also bragged about my art to her friends at the office lol)

on [stamps]:

@virovac said: Kirby says support your post office!

yes!!! we love the post office!

@tinybandee said: delicately places him in the mailbox, happy trails kiddo

if I wasn’t already tired for today I would love to draw him peering out of the mailbox back at you. that would be very cute. instead we will imagine it together.

from the ask box:

anonymous said: It's fine! Don't push yourself, you can't help it not feeling too great *showers you with support*

(this was sent when I posted about delaying stickers for a day) thank you so much! this genuinely did make me feel better about taking longer than I expected to get them ready <3

[johannestevans]

Landing Page

This landing page contains before the cut info on how to support me, the different social media links I have, my Patreon and Ko-Fi jar, and then below the cut, I’ll link books I have for sale, serials I’m currently working on, and short stories I have published. 

I’m really trying to do as best I can to earn money from my writing, because I do put a huge amount of work into it and I love it to pieces, but the more I can earn with it, ultimately, the more I’ll be able to produce and work on in future. 

I know not everyone necessarily has money to spare, so if you can’t but you enjoy my work and want to support me, that’s just fine! You can support me by:

liking and responding to my work when I post it wherever

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Also, if you do feel like making aesthetic posts, fanart, or other pieces of fan media for Heart of Stone or Powder and Feathers or any of the rest, tag me in it and I’ll reblog it! That kind of fan media really helps too. (My plan once I get my first royalties is to reinvest some of the money in commissioning more artwork.)

If you’re a Medium member, I would find it incredibly helpful if you would read my work on Medium. I understand that for people interested in my short stories, it’s frustrating that a lot of my work is behind the paywall on Medium, but like... It’s pay. My Medium is here.

If you’re interested in subscribing to my Patreon, you can do so here - I often post serials on there, too. If you’d like to leave a one-off tip, you can do so in my Ko-Fi. 

And if you’d like to buy any of my books, there are links below the cut, as well as masterlists of short stories and serials. 

Heart of Stone is an 18th-century slowburn slice-of-life/romance between Henry Coffey, a vampire who is occupied with publishing, and Theophilus Essex, his new secretary.

It’s set in the 1700s, but Henry is written with the intention of portraying ADHD, and Theophilus is autistic. There’s light humour throughout, and the emphasis is on the slow build of their relationship with one another.

$4.99 | £3.99 | €4.99

Smashwords

Amazon

Goodreads

Theodore Halloran is coming into himself; Godfrey Digbett III seems to be coming into nothing but trouble.

Perhaps one might amend the troubles of the other.

Divine Service is a novella (~22k) set in a fantasy universe following the coming of age and ascension of a young demigod to the divine position afforded him by his father, and simultaneously following the struggles of a young nobleman desperate to avoid being affianced or, worse, married.

£2.99 | $2.99 | €3.99

Amazon (sorry Divine Service is only on Amazon, it’ll be on Smashwords from November. I enrolled it in KDP by accident and then couldn’t back out :( )

Goodreads

The Mermaid and the Fisherman | $2.99 | 7000 words

M/M trans man/merman oviposition erotica.

A young man fleeing home has taken up residence in an old fishing cabin on the west coast of Scotland. He is observed, very closely, by a mermaid from beyond the maerl beds nearby.

On Smashwords | Goodreads

It seems to Aimé Deverell that there is very little point to life, except for what pleasures can be enjoyed before the grave. Life is short — thank God — but at least there’s enough in the world to dull the senses in the meantime.

That philosophy shatters like glass when he meets Jean-Pierre, an angel.

Powder and Feathers is a fantasy fiction serial following the lives of three fallen angels newly arrived back to Dublin. If you are already holy, must you try to be good?

On Ao3  -  On Wattpad  -  On Medium  - On Patreon

The Boatswain’s Hook

These stories are all set in the aftermath of the events of Barrie’s Peter Pan, but they’re focused on the lives of Captain Hook and Mr Smee after an illness forces them to leave Neverland.

It’s funny, it’s silly, it does dig a lot into Hook’s canonic depression, and it’s pretty gay.

On Medium

Little Devils

Velma Kuroda, a student in Art History, finds her side interest in antiques becomes abruptly more central when her aunt decides to hand over her business. That business involves demonic infestations, run-of-the-mill hauntings, and other supernatural occurrences that might require a specialist — Velma has to learn to adapt as quickly as she can.

On Ao3  -  On Medium

Short Stories

Youth Inquisitive -  Fantasy. Vizma Riorda, a priest devoted to Oghma, a god of knowledge and truth, meets a young thief who does not lie.

The Dragon’s Treasure - An ex-knight, getting on in years, makes a dangerous annual pilgrimage.

In Perpetuity on Medium - on Smashwords - Genesius/Marcellus. To them, the modern word is all at once too loud, too fragrant, and too full, and yet two men — even two vampires — cannot exist in isolation forever.