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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

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𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

feel free to change any pronouns that need to be changed.     these sentences have been taken from various books   /   movies   /   websites to   ,   so i will not take full credit of it.

  ❛   i believe in long , slow , deep , soft , wet kisses that last three days.   ❜   

  ❛   you must forgive my lips… they find pleasure in the most unusual places.   ❜  

  ❛   you’re really wearing that dress like you’re doing it a favour.   ❜  

  ❛   tell me… tell me you want me.   ❜  

  ❛   take me to bed or lose me forever.   ❜  

  ❛   i don’t bite, you know… unless it’s called for.   ❜  

  ❛   you should be kissed — and often — and by someone who knows how.   ❜  

  ❛   your pants , they bother me. take them off !   ❜  

  ❛   how would you like to have a sexual encounter so intense it could conceivably change your political views?   ❜  

  ❛   i want you. and the thought of anyone else having you is like a knife twist in my dark soul.   ❜  

  ❛   i want you , all of you. i want to feel you inside me , deep inside me. i want you to tell me when you’re going to cum , hear you moan my name and fuck me harder.   ❜  

  ❛   WE SHOULD FUCK. like right now , right here. hard , fast. pin me down , kiss me hard , look me in the eyes and fuck me like you’ve never fucked someone before.   ❜  

  ❛   your face would look better between my legs.   ❜  

  ❛   i swear to god i won’t stop until you’re shaking.   ❜  

  ❛   tease me until i’m begging for it.   ❜  

  ❛   i wanna do bad things to you.   ❜  

  ❛   go ahead. touch it.   ❜  

  ❛   i want you inside me.   ❜  

  ❛   spank me. it’s the only way i learn.   ❜  

  ❛   push me up against the wall and do dirty things to me.   ❜  

  ❛   i love the way you fuck me.   ❜  

  ❛   i want to taste me on your fingers.   ❜  

  ❛   fuck  me on this floor right now, _____.   ❜  

  ❛   tell me. in your mind , what are we doing in that bed ? are we fucking nice and slow or are you making me sweat for it ?    ❜  

  ❛   your lips are like wine and i want to get drunk.   ❜  

  ❛   excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.   ❜  

  ❛   now spread your legs and try to tell me all about your day.   ❜  

  ❛   i want you to strap me down , fuck me hard and show me who’s in charge.   ❜  

  ❛   i won’t say it twice. strip down and get on your knees. right now !   ❜  

  ❛   feel my hand tighten around your throat as my cock slips inside you.   ❜  

  ❛   i want you in my bed and between my legs.   ❜  

  ❛   i’m not going to deny that i want to fuck you.   ❜  

  ❛   i’ll fuck you so good , for so long that the only thing you’ll crave is my hands on your skin , my cock deep in your pussy.   ❜  

  ❛   now will you please sit on my face already ?   ❜  

  ❛   i want you splayed out on the table like my own personal feast.   ❜  

  ❛   did you touch yourself ?   ❜  

  ❛   i never knew you were such a dirty girl / boy.   ❜  

  ❛   don’t you dare touch yourself today. i want your orgasm and i plan on getting it later.   ❜  

  ❛   i’d like to lick your pussy / cock. i’d like to hear you scream my name.   ❜  

  ❛   oh god _____ , i can feel you doing it around my cock. i can feel you – that’s it , baby. fuck yourself on me.   ❜  

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sex that’s both rough and gentle, pls and thank…  entwining fingers while the other hand holds their partner’s head down.  kisses on the forehead while their partner is crying, too overstimulated to think.  soft praises whispered into their partner’s ear while they’re pounding into them so roughly its shaking the bed.  

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Manhwa: The villainess is a marionette

Character: Rezef Hill

Chapter: 30

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i wanna write smut . . . but i'm stuck at work all weekend and in the late shift as well orz . . .

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rescue.   one of our characters saves the other from danger. ( Jungwoo )

            sometimes  ,  he's the savior  ;  sometimes  ,  he's the saved . . . nowadays  ,  he's usually the latter  ,  unless it's asher or hayden . . . so being dragged from danger isn't anything new  ,  though the type of DANGER is new to him  .

            stumbling into the other  ,  eyes wide like saucers as he watches the scene unfold before him . . . the soft tsk catches his attention and jungwoo's eyes snaps up at the male behind him  .  the question hangs on his lips . . . what the fuck is going on  ??  one second he's minding his own business  ,  talking with kurama  (  to which  ,  he's already forgotten the topic in his startled state  )  ,  and the next  ,  he's being shoved aside  --  to safety  ,  he assumes  --  to hide somewhere while the other deals with the danger  .

            ❝  wait . . .  !!  ❞  jungwoo finally finds his voice  ,  lurching forward before he's shot a warning look from kurama  .  he freezes midaction  ,  mouth slamming shut and it twists into a grimace  .  ❝  don't . . . be reckless  ,  ❞  he says  ,  albeit softly so it perhaps went unheard by the investigator  .  well  ,  it's no issue if kurama gets hurt . . . jungwoo could easily patch him up  ,  so long as kurama doesn't die  .

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scarred hands move to lift cup to equally scarred face, carefully taking a small sip of his hot beverage as alec glances towards the deity he's met per chance - ironic, given his disposition to anything that involves the truth about his life. and yet he finds himself intrigued, curious how someone had been able to delicately navigate their human life while being precise in everything, like a sharp sword just waiting to come out of its sheath. he lowers his cup, glances off to the side.

awkward and perhaps even strained given his glaring lack of communication, he can't help but accidentally speak, ask a question that's been lingering on his mind for a while. other immortals or anything code to just that, each one had to have witnessed the same losses he witnesses every 70 or so years. and yet everyone seems to handle it better than him. so he turns to face zhihao, looking conflicted upon whether he should truly bother a deity with his silly questions.

"do you know if... losses will get easier eventually?" he asks softly, as he glances off again, feeling awkward.

            gentle eyes flicker from the surface of her cup to land upon her recently found companion  ,  not a deity  ,  but an immortal . . . oh  ,  what transgressions had transpired to CURSE this poor soul with immortality  ??  the inquiry dances upon her tongue  ,  but it never leaves her thin lips  .  silences falls heavy after the question is asked  ,  hung in the mild afternoon air  ,  waiting to be answered . . . to be laundered with tender comforts and easing prompts  .  but it doesn't come  .  whatever he is seeking  ,  zhihao has nothing to provide  .  comfort has never been her strong suit . . . perhaps if he had come across huiying instead  ,  that harbinger always knows how to soothe a troubled soul  .

            deft fingers fiddle with her now lukewarm cup of tea  ,  not a sip taken from the vessel since the beverage was poured moments ago by their waitress  .  it seems to just be an object for the former warrioress to fuss with  ,  a minor distraction for the two of them while they sat in awkward quiet  .  zhihao watches the liquid in the cup RIPPLE with her gentle motions of shifting the cup minutely between her calloused palms . . . that is what LOSS is like  .  it starts small  ,  but it builds and builds and builds and builds . . . then it just fades  .  or one hopes it just fades  .  

            another shift  ,  another ripple  .  that is what the PAINS of loss looks like . . . it starts small  ,  then it grows and grows and grows and sometimes  ,  it fades . . . sometimes it hits a wall and reflects back  .  is that what they call nostaglia  ??  or is it melancholy  ??  those echoes of ripples that hit a surface and go back towards the center . . . those impacts hurt the most  .

            at most  ,  one can only hope the pain and all that comes with losing people fades over time . . . zhihao has lived numerous lifetimes and one thinks she'd have long gotten used to the idea of losing loved ones  ,  friends  ,  companions . . . it never comes  .  no matter how much her soul is soothed to know that they are in a better place  ,  free from suffering  ,  waiting to be reincarnated  .  her lonliness grows in VOLUMES  ,  she supposes she'd never be able to live the life of a cultivator  (  like HUIYING  )  ,  a life of solittude and isolation . . . perhaps this is why huiying is so comfortable with loss and soothing those who have lost  .

            ❝  . . . do . . . you want soothing words or the honest truth  ??  ❞  zhihao asks  ,  eyes focused still on the dancing rings upon the surface of her rapidly cooling tea  .  it's in this moment she finally lifts the cool teacup to her lips and takes a ginger sip of its contents  .  a small grimace  ,  not sure if it's the bad quality of leaves or the fact that she left it to sit for too long  --  not that refilling her cup with more tea would help as the pot itself has probably already cooled  --  so she sets it back down on the table and her hands move to fold in front of her  .

            ❝  easier  ??  no . . . will it get to be a DULL ACHE in your chest  ??  yes  .  ❞  she replies softly  ,  ❝  and perhaps that's the BEST thing one can hope to happen  ,  ❞  zhihao says  ,  lips twisting into a mix of a grimace and a frown  .  not the words anyone wants to hear . . . but she feels that alec isn't seeking flowery words  ,  or he'd not have asked  .  if he sought for ease of heart  ,  then she will turn him to huiying  ,  though she is unsure if her fellow deity would be able to soothe this man's soul . . . or if she'd be KINDER than zhihao  ,  for she was a woman that dealt in deaths  .

            ❝  grieving never ends . . . and perhaps that is what causes the loss to be so . . . hard  ,  ❞  zhihao says  ,  eyes looking past alec's shoulder  ,  watching the pedestrians go on about their lives  --  carefree and ignorant  .  ❝  as many times as you've experienced it . . . it never gets easier  ,  having to LET GO  .  ❞

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me; haven't written anything in weeks also me; i crave long emotional threads, pleaseee

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@tragedicn : “how long has it been since someone hugged you?” touchstarved : rosalyne & artyom

❛ i don't think i've ever been hugged. ❜

the admission is quiet, glassy eyes looking past rosalyne at the ground, watching as the raindrops splatter against the asphalt. somewhere in the back of his mind he thinks they'll be dangerous if they turn into ice thanks to the snezhnayan cold, especially as they will end up covered in a fresh layer of snow once the rain had ceased. it's funny, the last time he's felt so out of it he was dying, succumbing to wounds inflicted by his own brother. instead, now, he is forcibly reminded that he broke his own vow of not causing harm to others in his post-mortem; having just ended up killing an entire group of bandits ready to descend upon an innocent village. his vision clouded by red the second he sensed they would not hesitate to cause harm to the children there. their blood clings to whatever he calls skin now, his physical form kept manifested despite the empty look on his face. all he hears is the rain, the wind howling through the trees. or so he wants to say. yet somehow rosalynes voice managed to cut through the void in his mind, makes his gaze just barely dart up to focus on her for the fraction of a second before he returns to his staring contest with the ground. he wanted it to be over already. wanted to be able to escape this life of his that seemed more like a lie than anything. he couldn't even keep his promises. if he had to remain alive he just wanted to live a peaceful life, far away, maybe with some cows or sheeps. a simple life that he had been denied by his fate. but he can't. doing so would betray the only people that remained in his life, would mean betraying the archon he had dedicated his life and death to. meant leaving behind the woman he loved. he'd rather die again and again than do that.

even with her strength he barely reacts when she pulls him into a hug, holding him as though he was someone precious. as if he deserved that. it felt warm, he noted even in the stupor he was in; her flames at work, he suspects, even with that damn delusion at work. o, how he wishes he could take that thing and throw it away into the damn ocean. it's caused rosalyne so much pain, even if it kept her flames at bay. but just like everything it seemed the things they both needed were always the very things that made them miserable. his arms hang limp at his side even when his vision glows faintly, his manifested body cooling down to create a balance between their temperatures. the buzzing in his ears deafens him to whatever she might be saying, if she's saying anything at all. but at least he manages to lift his arms, wraps them around her as his hold tightens as if he is terrified she will vanish like all of the things and people he's loved if he lets go. he rests his chin atop her head, glad he's chosen to manifest into a taller form so she can't see the haunted, desperate way his face contorts. thinking back on it perhaps it could count as hugging when feliks clung to his legs. or when rosalyne herself steadied him when he was exhausted. his hands grips tighten, clinging onto her as if she is the only thing keeping him anchored to this land, this world. his voice is quiet, desperate and unsteady when he speaks again, unable to consider the words before they leave him.

❛ i want to ask you to run away from all this with me. but that's selfish, isn't it? i don't want to do that to you. i love you too much to ask that much of you. ❜

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i have muses i wanna add but i wish i had the brainpower to write their bios . . . and motivation to do drafts . . .

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not at me getting back into MDZS and TGCF again . . . not at me staring at all my danmei novels i'm slowly trying to read through . . .

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a just because my life's been shit doesn't mean i should make other ppl's lives shit . . .but i'm also quietly suffering beneath it sort of muse has been calling me . . .

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the first muse to wake up from slumber is strangely LA SIGNORA and i blame @msftsn for this :<

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slams door open hi . . . i'm alive . i've just been v exhausted as of recent and my anxiety isn't doing me any favors . i hope to be back soon ;;; i miss y'all sm .

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slams door open hi . . . i'm alive . i've just been v exhausted as of recent and my anxiety isn't doing me any favors . i hope to be back soon ;;; i miss y'all sm .

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i have just been hyperfixating on my other blog . . . i am so sorry orz . . .