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news about my novel

Hello Tumblr friends ✨ Hope you don't mind me taking a minute of your time to share with you some exciting news:

my novel Kill the Sun - The Justice of the Fools is finally available in ebook!

I've put all my hopes & dreams among the pages of this book and I would be very grateful if you could take a look at it (throught the link below) and maybe share it with some friends who you think will like it!

By adopting this novel - available now both in digital edition and in a beautiful paper back, both full of fantastic designs and content - you will discover a wonderful world, made of adventures, pirates and revenge, while also supporting the dream of a small indie writer: seems like a nice deal to me 👀

The direct link to the Ko-Fi page with the book and all its details is right here and I'll also leave some tropes in the hashtags!

Thank you so much if you'll choose to support your friendly neighborhood indie writer and help her make her dream come through ❤️‍🩹

Love, Beatrice

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Were you kissed by Judas??

TOP 3 TRAITORS:

3. Brutus 2. Judas 1. Printers when you are in a hurry

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being called "cringe" by another tumblr user is just so..............my sibling in christ u are also on the app

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besties what if I told you I was writing headcanons about you and Vi using ropes (she's the tied up one)

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I can't even begin to describe how hot this is and how much I love it

can u write nsfw content about vi fucking reader with a strap, holding reader up on the air while she fucks her???? PLSSS IM BEGGING FOR IT NOBODY WROTE SOMETHING LIKE THIS BEFORW

♡♥︎Vi taking care of her girl♥︎♡

Warnings: strap on sex, vi is a strong girlie, top!vi, a bit of praise

Vi’s strong arms are wrapped around your thighs, keeping you suspended in the air as your back presses against the cool wall of her bedroom. Her grip is firm, fingers digging into your skin just enough to ground you, to remind you of the strength she wields so effortlessly. Your arms are locked around her shoulders, legs hooked over her hips, clinging to her as if she’s the only thing keeping you tethered to reality. And in this moment, she is.

Her breath is warm against your neck, ragged and heavy, each exhale sending shivers down your spine. The room is dimly lit, the soft glow of lanterns casting flickering shadows across the walls. Every inch of your body is on fire, every nerve tuned to the way she moves, the way she holds you up like you weigh nothing at all.

“Fuck, you feel so good like this,” Vi murmurs, her voice a low rasp against your skin, laced with hunger and reverence. She shifts her grip, adjusting the angle of her thrusting slightly, and the movement sends a deep, aching pleasure surging through you.

Your nails rake down her back, desperate to hold onto something solid as she rolls her hips, each thrust deliberate, controlled. Vi isn’t in a rush—she never is. She knows how to take her time, how to make you feel every inch of her, how to tease you with the slow drag of her strap as she pulls back only to push in deeper, filling you completely.

“Look at you,” she whispers, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze. Her grey eyes are dark with lust, pupils blown wide, a lazy smirk tugging at her lips. “Taking me so well. My good girl.”

The praise sends a whimper spilling from your lips, your head lolling back against the wall. Vi chuckles, dipping her head to press open-mouthed kisses along your collarbone, dragging her teeth lightly over your pulse. Her hands tighten on your thighs as she picks up the pace, hips snapping forward in a rhythm that has you unraveling, pleasure winding tight in your core.

You feel weightless in her arms, helpless against the overwhelming sensation of being completely at her mercy. And Vi loves it—loves having this control, loves watching you fall apart for her.

“Come on, baby,” she coaxes, voice rough, eyes locked onto yours. “Let me hear you.”

Your moans break free, breathy and desperate, and she drinks them in like they fuel her. Every thrust, every roll of her hips, every whispered praise against your sweat-damp skin drives you closer to the edge.

She knows your body too well, knows exactly how to push you past your limits. And when she finally gets you there—when your body clenches around her and your cries turn into incoherent pleas—Vi doesn’t slow down. She keeps you pinned, keeps you shaking in her arms as she rides out your release, murmuring praises into your ear, grounding you in the aftermath.

Even as your limbs feel boneless, Vi holds you effortlessly, pressing kisses against your jaw, your lips, your forehead.

“You good?” she murmurs, her voice softer now, laced with something tender. You nod weakly, and she chuckles, shifting to carry you toward the bed. “Yeah, you are. That was real pretty, babe.”

She lays you down gently, her hands never leaving your body, tracing soft, absentminded patterns along your skin. And as she settles beside you, pulling you into her warmth, you know that tonight—like every night—Vi will take care of you.

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raw, next question.

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It's me, I'm the crowd

AND THE CROWD IS- TAKING THEIR CLOTHES OFF!?!?

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COWBOY VI. I REPEAT. COWBOY VI.

you best believe ima be riding it like a bronco

artist - @penpapernaiad on twt

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Ah yes,

Caitlyn and Violet Kiramman

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I LIVE for the duality ❤️‍🩹

Violet? You mean violent.

No she is a sweet heart. And I fucking love her.

I mean just look at her.

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Random Vi headcanons

Plot: none, just random thoughts about Vi as your pretty little girlfriend <3

Disclaimer: both SFW and NSFW, not revised (please tell me if there's any mistake so I can fix it), mention of food

A/N: besties, I didn't forget about the smut! It just coming together pretty slowly because I'm working on an exam and all my strenght goes there. But it's coming, so stay tuned 👀

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SFW:

Vi who always has a little smirk on her face because of the scar in her upper lip - her mouth is costantly slightly ajar and it makes her look as is in an endless state of are, mostly when she's looking at you

Vi who holds your hand as if it were the last safe anchor in a sea full of monsters

Vi who tries to cook for you when you don't feel like doing it by yourself, but she insists you absolutely cannot skip even one single meal

Vi who clearly makes a mess, filling the sink with dirty pots and utensils, struggling to keep up with something harder that a grilled cheese, but who keeps trying and ends up cooking a not-so-bad-but-very-personal version of your favourite dishes

Vi who later gives you the biggest puppy eyes while watching you eat, waiting fo you to tell her if she did good (you end up telling her she did even if it's a lie, because the effort that woman puts in everything she does for you is worth eating even dirt if she put it in a soup for you)

Vi who actually likes cooking with you as you teach her tips and tricks, because the way you do it without being patronising makes her feel important

Vi who insists on watching horror movies with you thinking she's good at hiding the dread

"It's just a movie, babe, no need to get scared", but she's actually the one taking her gaze of the TV when scary stuff happens. It always ends up with her snuggling in your arms saying it is for your comfort (you both know it's a lie)

Vi who loves to absentmindedly play with your hair and who's head over heels when you dye a lock of her same pink

Vi who is so messy in basically everything she does except handling you

Vi who sings in the shower thinking you can't hear her, not knowing you're actually sitting outside the door listening to her

Vi who would teach you some self-defence and love seeing you becoming stronger everyday, but will still be your scary dog privilege

Vi whose first reason to teach you how to fight is to admire you in your workout gear because your body and the way it moves is art to her - but seeing you so powerful when you hit the punching bag and knowing you can do it to whoever tries to hurt you is second place on the list

Vi who always shares drinks with you, so she's sure not to exaggerate with the alcohol and gets to have a constant contact with you at the same time

Vi who doesn't mind getting into little fights because she knows that when she comes home you'll fuss over her like a madman; it always ends up with you doing your best to mend her wounds while sitting on her lap, and she loves it

Vi who can seem like the toughest, meanest, harshest person to the rest of the world - but who, you know, has the biggest heart who she only shows to those she loves, especially you

Vi who is the best of both worlds, both strong and vulnerable, and who melts when you call her your wonder

NSFW:

Vi who likes your marks a little too much: your bites on her thighs and neck, the hickeys you leave both in places where everyone can see then and in hidded spots only she knows about (these are her favourites), the stinging red lines and half-moons of your nails digging onto her skin... the memories of you on her alter her brain chemistry in a way she cannot even describe

Vi who's a massive switch, but who's always at your service, mostly when she's fucking you dumb, be it with her fingers, her tongue or her strap

Vi who was sceptical about taking the strap from you at first, but later realizes how much she loves being at your mercy

Vi who loves making love (she stopped "having sex" with you a long time ago) while listening to a playlist you made with her and your favourite songs, humming the little tunes while she kisses you neck or eat you out, making you crazy

Vi who has you sitting naked on her knees and spends hours worship your body: caresses, kissing, the tip of her fingers tracing your curves, did I mention that you are her favorite work of art?

Vi who is super sensitive, way more than you, and loves taking her time with you before you take your time with her, so you can both finish together, her core rubbing against your until your screams of pleasure mix with hers

Vi who memorizes all your limits and knows you more than you know youreslf, but establishes a safe word anyway, just to be sure

Vi who never runs out of things she wants to do to you and who loves discovering all the nasty little things you want to do to her

Vi, with whom everytime feels like the first time, but who also is the most familiar habit

That's all besties! Hope you liked these little ideas, thank you for reading and have an amazing day <3

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The Queen and The King are both beautifully doomed by narrative

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Okay but can we talk about the fact that these two are the PERFECT rep for friends to enemies to lover?? Because I feel like we don't talk about it enought and it's honestly SO important, we rarely get this kind of rep for this specific trope and this one is perfect

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The Father the Son and the Holy Spirit I guess

Damn…

Zaunites sure like manspreading.

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And this is just one of the reasons why this show has captured us so deeply I'd dare to say it feels like home to many of us.

Everything we as a society are used to think as "different" here simply exists. It's the normality we wish to have - and I'm not only talking about the lgbt community.

Arcane shows us how the world is supposed to be: diverse, nuanced, strong as a whole against injustice and ready to fight for the love and freedom of the society.

No, because what do you mean Arcane has completely rewritten the rulebook on queer representation in media, and it did it so effortlessly that it puts so many other shows to shame. Like, how are you going to tell me this animated series—ostensibly a spin-off of a video game—has given us some of the most nuanced, unapologetically powerful sapphic characters ever without reducing them to stereotypes, side plots, or, worse, trauma porn?

Vi and Caitlyn? Their dynamic is ELECTRIC. You’ve got Vi, the rough-edged, fiercely loyal, scrappy brawler with a tender side that could wreck anyone emotionally, and Caitlyn, the sharp, principled, deeply empathetic enforcer with a heart of gold. The way their relationship is built on mutual respect and trust while navigating all the insane, tragic chaos around them? Literal chef's kiss. And not once do we get the tired, lazy "coming out" narrative or the "but what about the gays?" rhetoric. Their queerness isn’t the story—it’s just a beautifully natural part of who they are. And THAT is revolutionary.

And let’s not even stop there. This show handles gender like it’s been waiting for everyone else to catch up. Characters like Sevika, who could give you chills with her sheer badassery and gender-nonconforming energy, exist unapologetically without the narrative ever feeling the need to spoon-feed us explanations. It’s just there, woven seamlessly into the fabric of the world.

So many shows claim to want to "normalize" queer relationships or push the envelope, but Arcane has quietly dominated the space by just writing characters who feel authentic. Their struggles are about class, power, loyalty, trauma, not token representation or forced diversity. This show said, “We’re just going to make some of the most layered, compelling characters you’ve ever seen—and oh yeah, some of them are gay. Keep up.”

Like, the bar wasn’t just raised—it was launched into the stratosphere. What do you mean this level of representation isn’t the norm yet? Arcane said, “We’re not asking for permission to exist. We’re just existing.” And that? That is art.

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My favourite family 😭❤️‍🩹

wish I can wipe my memory after season finale