#bite to bruise

[dominimoonbeam]

Okay beloveds, it took me like a year but I edited Bite to Bruise. Rereading the end of this book this weekend really got me feeling good about my little creations and excited to do more.

The Stardust and Cosmic finally is written and Jouska's working on turning my audio script action notes into something possible (I'm so sorry!) which also means I have those scripts to use to finish writing the novelisation of it!

In other news, I played Split Fiction and loved it.

<3 Hope your weekend is going great!

[vices-of-a-feral-prince]

I reaaaally like the scratch marks. (´▽｀*)

[snazzynewton]

I can't believe it took me this long to draw them in my favourite arc

part 2

[confuzing]

Here you go, more Shen Yuan as Mobei Jun's little brother:

A-Yuan had been in the habit of clinging to his back or hanging off his arm since their mother passed. So it didn't take Mobei Zheng long at all to notice A-Yuan wasn't with him anymore.

He scanned the banquet. A-Yuan rarely went far, but he couldn't see him. That was fine, A-Yuan was still too little to be an assassination target- at least from one of their half-siblings. Outsiders might not care. He flexed his fingers, claws sliding out of their sheathes just a bit.

There. Finally Mobei Zheng caught sight of him, across the hall speaking with their uncle. That did not make him feel better.

He rarely used his portals in court, better if people forgot he could do them, but now he opened one and stepped through coming out behind A-Yuan. He scooped his didi up immediately, growling at the boy a little. Their uncle looked displeased but Mobei Zheng didn't care.

Linguang-Jun's expression shifted into a smile almost immediately. "Are you stealing my littlest nephew away so soon?" he asked.

"Yes. It's his bed time." That was close enough to true.

"Surely he can stay up a bit late? He's five now right?" their uncle weedled.

"Still four." A-Yuan corrected.

Mobei Zheng bit his ear. Stop talking to him didi.

"No." he said to their uncle.

A-Yuan went quiet and clung to Mobei Zheng until they left the banquet hall and their uncle behind.

"I don't like him," he said softly.

"Why were you talking to him?" Mobei Zheng asked.

"I was getting a bun," Mobei Yuan explained. "And he grabbed me. I'm little he just scooped me, like you did."

"You need to be careful around him." Mobei Zheng said.

He didn't like to think about it, but he told A-Yuan about when he was his age and Linguang-Jun had abandoned him in the human realm. He'd promised mother he'd keep his didi safe. Father had promised too but Mobei Zheng didn't trust Father to remember that promise for long. And if A-Yuan stayed away from their uncle on his own it would make things easier.

Once they were back in their room sitting on the bed A-Yuan hugged him around the neck.

"That sounds so scary gege!"

"It was. So you need to stay away from him as much as you can."

A-Yuan nodded. "I will I promise!" he said, burying his face in Mobei Zheng's neck.

"Gege?" A- Yuan asked.

"Mm."

"You're really brave you know that?" he said. "I'm glad you're mine." He nipped cheekily at Mobei Zheng's chin.

"Mine." Mobei Zheng echoed. He growled playfully and tickled A-Yuan back until the little boy shrieked with laughter and surrendered.

"Do I actually have to go to bed now gege?" A-Yuan asked.

Mobei Zheng hummed, "I suppose we could read a little first... How about that book?" He jerked his head toward the book he'd put there earlier today.

A-Yuan picked it up and read the cover out loud. "Am-phib-ious Ab-om-inations of the Northern Sea. Oooo! Gege where'd you find this??"

He'd special ordered it for A-Yuan.

Mobei Zheng shrugged. "Just found it. Do you want to read it?"

"Yes!" His didi climbed into his lap and excitedly opened the book. "Gege look! It's illustrated!"

[ivorymorning]

happy fishnet friday and/or valentine’s day to those who celebrate 😘🖤

they/he

[sweetlittleslvt]

As I said, more pictures 💖

[dominimoonbeam]

A year ago me really could have been more helpful by not scribbling like these notes are code. Wtf if this? 'describe' but then what?

[vices-of-a-feral-prince]

I love the colorful ones 🩵

[witchydykebitch]

I just think it's a shame my thighs n tits aren't covered in marks tbh

[moossings]

you either bite, or get bitten

baby carlos in this au i will forever work on. ‘clean’ version under the cut.

[sweetlittleslvt]

I sleep shirtless sometimes, fuzzy blankets feel good on bare skin ☺

[narcissistichedonist]

narcissism & hedonism

who i am - a narcissistic hedonist, a creature of appetite and aesthetic, reveling in the decadence of my own pleasure.

if you wish to learn more about me, boldly message me. it'll be our little secret.

why i'm here - an ode to eroticism, a shrine to indulgence. i delight in unraveling desires and peering into the darkness within you, not for your salvation, but for my amusement.

what you’ll find - depraved musings meticulously woven to make you ache.

a taste of me - a voice to haunt you...

don't you want to be my favourite ?

what i will do if you have a voice kink

what kind of girl are you, darling doll ?

what i will do when you're sleepy

what i will do if you have a praise kink ?

the rest of it is under the #my voice tag

kinks (but never limited to) - cnc, sadism, overstimulation, degradation, praising, edging, denial, orgasm control, bd/sm, voice & pretty moans/whimpers, creampie, objectification, dumbification, pet play, free use, corruption, somno, religious...

interaction - i entertain muses, i indulge inquiries, but if you wish to hold my attention, bring something more than a hollow “hi.”

i do not seek mere sluts. if all you wish is to be used, find another. what fascinates me is dissecting you, understanding the fabric of your mind only to twist and ruin it for my pleasure...

and for goodness' sake, spare me your unsolicited pictures : have some class.

minors stay far, far away.

if you wish to be my favourite, you’ll have to step beyond the veil of anonymity.

backup - @leprincepervers

[sluttynfemme]

hi um sooooooo fellas do we still fuck w femmes??

𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈

[dominimoonbeam]

so there's this thing that happens when i edit...

i print out the whole thing and read it through, marking the shit out of it. and in the case of Bite to Bruise, a bunch of life things happened along the way stalling me and leaving it sitting on my table forever. now i'm FINALLY opening the document and starting to make the changes but like, it's been over a year since i marked up page 1. so i'm basically rereading it on the doc rather than just immediately making the changes on the paper...but i make the same changes.

i don't know why, but i love that. like, my brain knows what it wants whether it was a year ago or today. that word/sentence/paragraph isn't quite right and i've gotta fix it.

<3

[vices-of-a-feral-prince]

It's been a minute! New year, same teeth (*ゝω･*)

[raspberriebabie]

i adore being marked by teeth imprints and bruises, especially on my tits and thighs. i love feeling the bruises with every step i take, remembering exactly what happened, every bite, every kiss, every bruise…

i love the feeling of being owned, possessed, controlled. i especially love when the person who put those bruises on me sees them, and makes them even deeper and darker, turned on by their own marks on me…