#VelvetRedBullet

[theselkiesea]

Hot fat girl moment

[myrcella]

2, 8, 15, 31 and 47 ;) x

2. what’s your favorite candy?

i am a monster when it comes to reese’s cups omg…….in love with them. funnily enough i don’t like ordinary peanut butter outside of being mixed with chocolate

8.favorite fanfic trope?

enemies to lovers, arranged marriage to love, hurt/comfort is an iconic staple

15 answered!

31. guitar or piano?

piano! so soft 🌷

47. do you think about love a lot?

i am thinking about love 24/7 my dude, less for myself and more for my ships but also… yes i am always fantasising about being a wife and mother and then realising it will never happen bc i’m weird!!!!!!!!!!!! but let’s not be negative xoxo

valentine’s day asks 💟

[agentkatie]

4, 9 and 25 :) x

4. What came first, the title or the plot?

It’s always the plot, I hate coming up with titles with every fibre of my being. ‘The Two Commanders’ was a placeholder and then I accidentally posted without changing the title and I lowkey hate it to this day :’)

9. Who is your favourite character to write?

My Shepard, hands down. Her stupid sense of humour is matched only by her stupid bravery and I love her a lot.She’s so much fun to write even though I despair of her constantly, and after two years of plodding along on the same project she still manages to surprise me.

25. What authors and books have inspired you to write your work?

Ooh, an interesting question! I feel like I probably wouldn’t have gotten to this point without my first forays into Harry Potter fic. Then I think books likeFar From the Madding Crowd and Pride and Prejudice have inspired some aspects of how I write a female lead.

Thanks for the ask!

[thefuckinpope]

5, 12, 24 and 28 x

5. What was your favorite school project you ever made?Honestly don’t remember any, I think there was one with building an Egyptian pharaoh's head mask thing12. Favorite scent?The smell after a fires just went out or a firework, something like that! 24. What is the strangest website you have bookmarked?Don’t really bookmark much but there’s an index of abandoned buildings in scotland? 28. What is the coolest name that you would never name a real human child?Hubert Scoobert

[theselkiesea]

God it takes me forever to get tagged posts done!

The absolutely gorgeous @colourmeastonished tagged me to do a little picrew which you can find the link above. Always blown away by all the cute art in these things. I've had folk ask why I'm crying in it and if you know why, well you know.

Still hella cute tho.

Tagging these lovely people:

@torisauras @glitchgeek @valkyrieraisingcain @kittycat2187 @bookish-paladin

@longlive-allthememories tagged me in this hella cute picrew <3 unfortunately yes the ginger spice hair is reflective of real life 😅

@duskmite @trannysaurus @theselkiesea @yikesimstillhere if any of yous want to do this here ya go ✌️ also consider this an honorary tag for anybody else who wants an excuse to make one and post it xo

[greyknighterotica]

velvetredbullet replied to your post “Today was my birthday and listening to your voice is the most perfect...”

24 spanks! <3

Did you malfunction before I touched you? Oh baby girl.....

[the-lovely-lady-luck]

Either 28, 36, 43, 53 and 73!

Thanks for the prompt! This is one of my D&D characters, Calladyne! I’m probably not going to be playing her for a while so writing for her will have to do. If any of my fellow players see this, feel free to read, but know that it is a little spoilery. It isn’t the whole backstory (i’ve still got some surprises left), but it is some stuff you probably don’t know yet. Also a bit of a warning: this isn’t a happy story.

Took a little liberty with the prompt.

43: “I feel like I can’t breathe.”

Golden sunlight filtered gently through the canopy into the gorgeous clearing as the dancers moved about in pairs. Branches were woven through each other, a wall that allowed the lucky ones to watch those chosen to dance without letting them interfere. Families, friends, and lovers gripped the branches with white knuckles. Calla was positive that some of the dancers were dead already.

Her partner had died days ago. Calla got to watch as the little bit of light in his eyes faded and his arms went limp, or at least as limp as the enchantment allowed. She had already tried letting go but it was a waste of her energy. Her cadaverous fingers locked the moment they tried to pull away, and his hands gripped her tighter, even in death. She’d learned not to think about it.

There was no good way for Calla to tell how many people were left in the dance, but she was sure that she was reaching her end. She had lost track of the days she had been in the clearing. The magic that compelled her to dance was starting to lose its power as the last of her muscles tore and became unusable. Calla found only comfort in the situation, that was that she was going to be free of the Queen’s influence.

Calla closed her eyes.

The sensation of rushing air was the only thing that gave her warning before she slammed into the ground, hard. It took every ounce of energy she had left to open her eyes. In front of her, Calla could see all the other dancers - dangling by their necks from the canopy. Flowers were growing from the canopy down onto the people, decorating their emaciated corpse with beautiful colors of all kinds. Calla tried to get up, or at least she thought she did. Her arms didn’t fail to support her, they didn’t give a weak attempt at movement, they didn’t even move. The music had stopped at some point, replaced by a deathly silence.

The silence was broken by the sound of a solitary clapping. While Calla couldn’t see her, she knew it was the Queen. Calla felt her magic weave through the air, and her clapping was soon joined by an almost deafening chorus of hands.

“Well done, my dearest Calladyne. It appears you have won once again. I believe you hold a new record. Congratulations are in order” When Calla didn’t answer, the Queen scoffed. “Come now dear, there is no need to be so melodramatic.”

Calla felt a burst of energy impact on her back, and she felt an unnatural energy fill her veins. Her fingers twitched and suddenly she became acutely aware of the sensation of all her muscles stretching and reconnecting. If she had been capable of sound she was sure her screams would have destroyed her voice.

Calla wasn’t even allowed to get herself up before she felt the Queen’s magic gently force its way into her head. Far too exhausted, she let the magic take hold and her body sloppily got itself up from the ground and stumbled its way to the foot of the Queen’s throne. Her body made an awkward bow and ended up on her hands and knees. The Queen cleared her throat before she spoke.

“Now dear, I told you that congratulations are in order. Don’t you have something to say?” The Queen reached out and pulled Calla’s chin up to make eye contact, and Calla caught the Queen’s eyes flash a vibrant green. Calla felt her lungs tighten and her mouth motioned to speak but nothing came out. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. Nothing wanted to come out of her mouth but those terrible words at the forefront of her mind. The words she knew the Queen wanted her to say. She resisted as long as she could before the words came out in a gasp.

“Thank you, my Queen.”

“There you are. Was that so hard?” The queen said with a smirk. Her fingers released from Calla’s chin and it dropped. “Thank you, love.” She waved her hands behind Calla, and a sickening cavalcade of thuds sounded off in the clearing. Calla rose from her knees and turned around, more out of instinct than anything else.

The other dancers were writhing and coughing on the ground, dirt and grass mixing with the flowers that had planted into their hair. The Queen waved her hands and the branches surrounding the clearing open up and the spectators flooded the area as they rushed to find their friends, their family, their lovers. Calla feels the Queen’s pixies fly up and place flowers in her long, flowing hair, and she let them follow her as she searched the crowd.

A hand gripped her arm from behind, and Calla saw Saoirse for just a moment before the woman’s lips were on hers. Calla closed her eyes and let the sensation relax her. Saoirse wrapped her hands around Calla’s neck and Calla held her waist. After she peppered her with kisses, Saoirse pulled back.

“My love, are you alright?”

A wave of calm washed over Calla.

“I am now.”

Thanks for reading! This was a little on the fast/short side, but it was fun to do!

[deco-devolution]

Hey I was wondering if there was anymore information on Daniel Wales apart from whats on the bioshock wiki? Or even some of your own personal opinions/canon things? :)

Ah, yes. Daniel. He’s such an ass, but I think he’s got some funny lines. I didn’t realize until I’d played the game a few times that his programming makes him wait for you to get closer to react- it’s a good opportunity to snipe at him. But as far as there being any new information on him, I haven’t heard any and I’m not particularly expecting any as he plays such a minor role in game. I do, however, like to imagine he wore red trou to increase his sex appeal (as it may be) and was a big fan of the ‘Animal Magnetism’ tonic seen around Rapture. Definitely hung around The Satyr Lounge for a while before losing his income and ended up becoming a regular at Fighting McDonagh's Tavern. 

[valkyrieraisingcain]

B, C, N and X :)

(Doing my characters and etc. for all of these bc I am a sad) 

B: Any stories inspired by personal experiences? 

No, not that I really remember tbh unless it was subconsciously done 

C: What character do you identify with most? 

I can identify with most my characters in some way bc they’ve got little bits of me in them of course.  Maddox and his grouchiness and Venus with her stupidity I definitely identify with.  Also Kyle’s awkwardness absolutely.   

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you? 

Yo anybody wanna finish the Chosen series for me?  It’s taking it’s toll… 

X: A character you enjoy making suffer.

Maddox and Venus–always.  They get hurt so much… @jademe13 can attest to that 

(Fanfic Ask)

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Artist -> VelvetRedBullet

[theselkiesea]

Feeling my look this morning 🍂

[myrcella]

👼 xxx

colour - lilac // topaz // peach // silver // azure // burgundy // feldspar // bubblegum // celadon // navy // ivory

creature - mermaid // fairy // trickster // siren // phoenix // ghost // angel // poltergeist // succubi // valkyrie // wraith // nymph // elves

location - depths of the ocean // heart of an eerie forest // crumbling dark castle // city of skyscrapers // indie music festival // the bottom of a swimming pool // nights on a rooftop, spent stargazing // old library // floating amongst the clouds // sprawling hills of green grass // centre of a storm, safe indoors // night life city scene // vintage shop

space - stars // moon // sun // mercury // venus // earth // mars // jupiter // saturn // uranus // neptune

greek god/goddess - apollo // aphrodite // ares // artemis // athena // demeter // dionysus // eros // hades // helios // hera // hermes // hestia // iris // nike // pan // persephone // poseidon // selene // zeus

following: no(t yet), sorry | f+ | yes, of course | ˗ ˋ ABSOLUTE FAV!! ˎ ˗(optional comment/compliment): jen you’re SO NICE and your photography is wonderful! you’re literally always there to help me out of a sticky situation and i cannot describe how grateful i am for that! i feel like you’re always a shoulder to lean on and i love having you as a mutual and friend! and thank you for being patient with me BECAUSE I SUCK AT CORRESPONDENCE.... i love ya! 

[agentkatie]

Richard's best friend died in an accident and visits area's in the city where he can summon creatures who he believes can bring him back to life.

Oh, that’s so sad! Ouch, poor Richard :/

Shepard is convinced that her best friend is dead, but he’s alive and well and will be reunited with her very soon...

[avillainousmagician]

Hah hah, thanks! Xx It's really just that my fringe desperately needs chopping and I think it looks funny when I don't side sweep it.

[indielightuk]

Book Review: The Familiar Dark by Amy Engel

review by @velvetredbullet​

Pages – 238

Publisher – Hodder & Stoughton

“Because that’s the one thing women are never, ever allowed to be. We can be sad, distraught, confused, pleading, forgiving. But not furious. Fury is reserved for other people. The worst thing you can be is an angry woman, an angry mother.”

Earlier this year I read The Roanoke Girls by Amy Engel and so far it remains my favourite book that I’ve read in 2020. After finishing I was desperate to see what other books she had and I was ecstatic to see that she was going to have a new book out soon! I rarely ever pre order books but I was on this like a shot!

I loved Engel’s writing style so much and although I had only read one of her books before I had a feeling that I was going to love this and decided to take the chance. The day it was delivered I ripped open the package, admired having it in my hands and started reading it. I always treat getting new books like an excitable kid at Christmas.

click here to read more

[greyknighterotica]

Today was my birthday and listening to your voice is the most perfect way to end it. Thank you for all the wonderful erotica x

Happy birthday baby girl. Come on over to redeem your free spanks.