#bronze's short

[libraryofbronze]

Smut Idea: A woman moves to a secluded home to live with two male roommates far away from sociey as a live in sex toy in order to fulfill all of their sexual fantasies. Everyday and night she is fucked in a new way, leaving her pussy and body unimaginablly red, sore, and stretched. She is their personal whore and nearly constantly in use by one or the other or both or a vast array of fucking toys and tools.

Lyan could hardly remember what it had been like to be a normal girl. It felt like a lifetime ago, like a fading shadow cast by the flickering flames of a dying campfire. Soon to be extinguished by the coming dawn,

There was a cock inside of her. She was bent over, her breasts pressed into the wooden wall of the old house. Her hardened nipples tingled and jolted, each thrusting pressing her against the solid wood. It felt heavenly, the cock was hard and big, filling her up until tears spilled from her eyes. Her pussy hugged it, gripping it tightly even as pleasure roared through her like a torrent. Each thrust, each motion, each grinding penetration filled her mind with fire and cast those early days even more deeply into shadow.

She hadn’t always been such a cock-slut. She hadn’t always been a soaking, dripping mess of a woman. A toy reduced to her most primal functions, her only purpose to serve and please her betters.

No, that was not how she had started life.

Lyan yelped, a crackling orgasm spun through her nubile body. Her pussy twitched, and her master gave a grunt of satisfaction. He filled her up, his seed pouring into her pussy with a flood of heat and warmth. As he pulled out, she sank to her knees. Her chest heaved, rising and falling. Her eyes were wide, her auburn hair in a tangled mess.

“Better get back to the dishes,” the man chuckled. “When Robert gets back, you’ll be punished if they’re not done. And you know we hate to punish you.”

She felt him sweeping from the room, heard the groaning of old floorboards under his weight. Just like that, she’d been used, fucked, filled and left.

Lyan knelt on the floor, her body trembling. Slowly, she ran one hand between her legs. Her labia were a little swollen. She’d been used a lot lately. A tingle of pain marked the contact. As Jason’s seed dripped from her lower lips, she noted she’d have to beg for a break soon.

Jason and Robert were good about giving her breaks when she needed them. They’d fuck her in the ass for a few days and give her time to recover. Lyan pulled herself to her feet. Her legs were still shaking, little sparks of ecstasy danced across her calves and thighs, and she had to lean against the wall, panting and groaning until she was able to stagger back over towards the half-finished dishes. The soapy water had now grown cold, but there was always plenty of power to heat more.

Running out of money was not a thing that either Robert or Jason had to fear. She didn’t know exactly what they did, but they were rich. Richer than rich, really. The kind of people who were so wealthy they didn’t need to flaunt it. They didn’t like to show off. They wore normal clothes and drove practical, rugged cars. They didn’t boast or brag and they certainly never made a big thing of it.

In fact, the only concession to their wealth was the house itself. It was old, a rebuilt farmhouse from the century prior. A forest had grown up around it, enveloping it slowly over time. The two of them had taken it as a personal project, restoring it and stocking it with the very finest of everything. Yes, it was miles and miles from the nearest civilization but when it had literally anything you could ever want on offer, who cared about the drive?

And ‘’anything’’ of course, included Lyan.

When the dishes were done and put away, she went to report to Jason. He was sitting comfortably in the living room, tucked up against a table upon which there sat an expensive-looking laptop. He didn’t spare her a look, and she figured he was probably doing something important. Playing the stocks? Racing horses? Hunting humans for sport?

Lyan realised she really didn’t know what he did for fun.

Besides her, of course.

“The dishes are done, sir,” she took on an appropriately servile tone. Sometimes, she liked to tease. To bait, to taunt them into punishing her. it was always fun when that happened.

She remembered one time she’d done something particularly bad. They had tied her hands above her head, draping them from a hanging rafter. Robert had taken the hot wax to her body, splashing it across her pale skin with quick, sudden motions. Lyan had whimpered, jumping with each searing pinprick. The feeling had been so intense, so quick. When the hot wax had curled about her left nipple, she’d let out a howling cry, but that was nothing to what she felt when Robert intentionally let a bead of it touch her glistening clitoris.

Oh, how she’d shook! How she’d shivered! She’d been begging for forgiveness by then. Her body clenching, her pussy hot and tight and wet.

They had taken turns fucking her for the rest of the night. First in the pussy, then in the ass. Just when both men were spent and she was sure it was finally over, Jason had revealed that he’d brought in a new shipment of toys. A crate - a whole fucking crate - was waiting to torment her until the dawn.

By the end, she’d been dripping, ruined, a total mess on her hands and knees begging her masters for forgiveness.

In the present, Lyan gave a little moan. Her pussy throbbed, a wave of tightness expanded between her legs. The idea of invoking another punishment was tempting…

But she was already aching. She had to pace herself. That was part of The Agreement.

The agreement. Yes. How long ago had that been? Another life, surely? It felt like it had happened to another girl. A normal girl. A girl still in college. A girl who had to worry about qualifications, about jobs, about a future which was so uncertain.

What would that Lyan think now if she could only see her future self?

“You’d best be ready to go the full way if you’re going to start playing with yourself, slut.”

Lyan’s face coloured. She’d gotten too caught up in the past! Her fingers had started to work the bud of her clit, teasing it with delicate touches and feathery caresses as she remembered her past punishments.

“S-sorry sir,” she said. “I can’t help myself….”

“You are forgiven,” Jason waved a magnanimous hand. “It’s what we made you, after all.”

It was true. That was what they had made her. What she had let them make her.

The agreement, an offer of damnation that seemed to spring from her deepest desires. Total submission. Free use, surrender. Her body would no longer be her own. She would cede control to these men, allow them to use her in every way. To fuck her, to humiliate her, to tease her and torment her.

And she loved it all. She lived for it. At twenty-one years old, Lyan was a professional slut. A free-use whore for her owners and any guests that they chose to bring to the small, isolated house. She’d had more sex in the last year than most women had in three. She was trained, submissive, degraded and humiliated.

And she loved every second of it.

[leahsgf]

CUDDLES - lucy bronze

lucy bronze x reader

your girlfriend can’t sleep, and you’re the only fix

lucy sighed softly as she blinked at the alarm clock on her bedside table, and the realisation that yet another hour had passed without her being able to drift off hit her. glancing down at your sleeping frame, a smile creeped onto her face - as you lay in her arms, pretty much out like a light. you had knocked out practically the second your head had hit your pillow (her) and had stayed that way for the last now three hours.

your cheek was pressed firmly against her chest, your mouth hanging open ever so slightly, allowing soft snores (that she adored, and would never dare tell you about) to slip past every now and again. simply just letting her eyes glance over you, even in complete darkness, made her heart flutter, and the way you were sprawled on top of her, with your arms loosely wrapped around her, only made her smile widen - and caused her to wonder how she ended up with someone as effortlessly beautiful as you were - even when dead asleep, you were breathtaking.

there was no denying that lucy was truly and utterly whipped for you - a fact that everybody around her knew, you included. she would do anything for you, without question.

you began to stir the instant that her fingers subconsciously found your hair, and she panicked internally, not wanting to wake you - pulling you tighter into her embrace and moving her hands to rub soothing circles into the curve of your back, praying that you would settle back down again without fuss.

but to no avail.

“luce? what are you doing up?” you grumbled into her, lifting your head slightly as your girlfriend just shushed you and continued to caress your back in response.

“can’t sleep.” she whispered into your hair, placing a kiss there before you nodded, shifting slightly to press your face into the crook of her neck, and peck softly at the skin that was left uncovered by her hoodie. “what time is it?”

“like two.” she sighed.

“god. how long have you been up?” you asked in between kisses, stroking at her arm mindlessly.

“i never fell asleep - couldn’t switch off. dunno why.” she replied, a slight shrug following her words.

“what? baby why didn’t you wake me up?” you suddenly sat up on her lap, pouting and staring into her sleepless eyes, searching for an explanation.

“you looked so peaceful.” she murmured, cupping your cheeks and pulling you back down to meet your lips. “didn’t want to disturb you sweetheart, especially when there’s no reason to.”

“i’d happily have disturbed sleep anytime for you luce. you know that.” you argued gently, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world - a small smile crossing your features as you pulled away from her a little.

“i know darling, you’re too good to me, thank you. well, gimme cuddles, maybe it’ll help.”

“you don’t even have to ask, silly. come here.” you chirped, sleep returning to scratch at your voice as you dropped your head back down into its previous position, resting in her neck. “did you try counting sheep?”

“i don’t think that has ever worked for anyone.” she only grumbled in response, her own tiredness more evident than ever.

“you never know until you try.” you shrugged, causing lucy to sigh in response, before wrapping her arms around your back, and letting herself be completely enveloped by you. the silence that settled between the pair of you lasted no more than a few minutes - her frustrated groan that broke it travelling across the room.

“doesn’t work.”

“just clear your mind, yeah? let all your thoughts and everything just float away. it’s just you and me.” you whispered, remaining still and quiet in hopes that it’d eventually take some influence.

“can we sleep naked? maybe that’s what it is. wanna be close to you. wanna feel your skin.”

“if you think that’ll help babe.” you mumbled, sitting up to pull your lucy’s oversized shirt up and over your head, leaving you almost completely bare in front of your girlfriend.

you watched her intently, searching for any sign of sleep in her eyes, rolling your own when you instead caught her eyeing you up and down hungrily, smirking up at you.

“absolutely not. don’t even think about it. sex isn’t going to work either. it didn’t last time - just got you all riled up, and then neither of us slept. remember how many laps ale made us do that day?”

“well how exactly can you expect me to not want to when you look like that.”

“lucy.” you warned, raising an eyebrow at her before lifting off her to slip off your panties, and mindlessly throwing them across the room - ruling them a problem for the morning. “are you going to strip too or are you just going to stare at me the entire night? this was your idea, remember?”

“alright, alright, fine.” she paused both her staring and complaints about your lack of use of a nickname to pull her own shirt and underwear off, in a speed that was almost impressive.

“if i can’t stare, neither can you, hypocrite.”

“you suck.” you whined, shifting once more to the same position you’d woken up in, sprawled across her - arms clumsily moving to wrap around her.

“its hot in here.” lucy gulped from below you, her signature smirk, that almost always made you melt, returning to spread across her face.

“it’s the middle of january, it’s freezing. you’re just horny, and we’re going to sleep.”

“ugh.” she groaned, lacking the energy to fully tease you and get what she wanted. her arms pulled you impossibly closer into her, her skin flush against your own. the sheer comfort and warmth that radiated off of her made you beam, as you let sleep begin to creep back up on you.

you laid in a comfortable silence for a good while, almost long enough for you to fully drift off, believing that she had too - before you felt her tracing shapes on the bare skin of your back - and the sound of her humming hit your ears.

“will you hum with me?”

“of course.” you chuckled to yourself silently, melting at how much of a dork lucy truly was, despite the front she put on - and how offended she got when you called her that.

you picked up on her tune with ease, this being a rather common occurrence with the two of you, joining in and humming alongside her, only stopping when you noticed that hers had trailed off, and that her eyes had fluttered shut, at last.

“goodnight my love. i love you so much.” you said, so quietly that it was more mouthed, allowing yourself to easily fall back to sleep.

“love you too.” she mumbled into your hair - words so thick with sleep that they sounded more like random sounds.

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this was actually inspired by a glee fic i read years ago yet still remember, and the fact that i’m also desperate to fall asleep but can’t !!

i’ve got to be up early in the morning to go to liverpool to watch arsenal play (terrified and praying that we aren’t shit) so i will proof read and upload more works on the journey!

hope you enjoyed this - apologies that it’s not my best!

[kurj]

minoan dating sim when?? RIGHT NOW

[bisupergirl]

tell me supergirl enjoyers:

[22plus15]

so much going on here 😭

[wosobronze]

this just came up on my insta and why is it exactly what i picture going on inside her head😭😭

[bronzeys]

thank you Dayana for giving us Lucy’s arms in HD🙇‍♀️

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Tag Game: OC Name Origins

thank you to @phoenixradiant for the tag! This looks super interesting!

Rules: Go through a few of your characters and explain the origins behind their names and personalities, and if the two are related.

I'll do this for the peeps in The Legend of Orian Goldeneye!

Jasper "Jas" Katherine

I wanted her to have the initials "J.K", and I chose Jasper because the mineral/gemstone is typically red, like her hair. The nickname came about because I liked how it sounded as compared to her full name. As associated with the color red, she is really passionate and emotional, tending to lash out and solve problems with violence rather than logic.

Killian Cory

The name "Killian" in Gaelic means "war", "contention", and "strife". It also means "blind" in Latin. I thought it was fitting due to him being blind to his past, which he suspects was full of contention and strife. His present isn't much better. As a stark opposition to his name meaning, he tends to be a peacemaker and diplomatic, if a bit on the reserved side.

Orian Goldeneye

Orian's name I kinda just made up, a creative misspelling of Orion the constellation and figure of myth. Appropriate since he is in essence a myth on Somnia. Goldeneye is more of a title than a last name, referring to the unusual color of his eyes.

Diana Ozborne

Fun fact about Diana, in the original draft of TLoOG, she was a very different character and underwent a lot of changes before the rewrite. For one thing she was a man, his name was Ozborne L'Sang, and he wasn't a bard. The role is still very similar, but the vibes were off for the rewrite when I was plotting so I switched some things around. I kept the last name Ozborne and chose the name Diana as the first name because I liked it. Ozborne is a creative misspelling of Osborne/Osborn which means "bear god", and I consider both versions of Ozborne to be incredibly protective of their charges as a mother bear is with her cubs.

Henrik Bronze

I mostly picked "Henrik" because it sounded medieval-ish enough for the setting, Henrik is a character unique to the rewrite, he never appeared in the first draft. The name does mean "ruler of the house" which as a strict and stern garrison captain is somewhat fitting. The last name Bronze is in reference to the alloy and keeps with the theme of Somnians having metal/mineral-related names or last names.

Azura Lazuli

"Azura" is derived from the word "azure" meaning blue, it's fitting because she has a blue color scheme. Despite the associations of the color blue being with calmness and serenity, she's as much of a hothead as Jas. "Lazuli" is in reference to the gemstone, obviously, and keeps with the theme, it is also blue.

Morpheus

Named after Morpheus, the Greek god of dreams. As the first dreamshaper and mentor to Orian, I find it incredibly fitting.

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[macaroni-rascal]

I don't really care about any of the ice dance teams at Europeans, but at this point I don't really care much about ice dance because of the farce the ISU has turned my favourite discipline into, and that makes me the saddest of all.

[thesilicontribesman]

The Newmonthill Late Neolithic Short Cist Burial Reconstruction, Meffan Institute, Forfar, Angus, Scotland

[totheecore]

sunscreen stick my beloved HOWEVER. do you happen to have the spf50 version because the spf30 one won't do anything for me 🥺

[itsdiamondlove13]

Soft Bronze Glam with Glasses

[olenbluu]

Bronze Lake (Phi'etro on hot springs)

"So, on my well earned holiday (and with all gil I had mustered up) I decided, what would be more fun than take myself and my fat cat to enjoy hot springs on Bronze Lake. It's not far away from Limsa Lominsa or Aleport, so I'm pretty much at home. Still, I think I lost all my saved gil to travel here... Buuuuut, that's another story. Or not, no story. I'm broke, send me gil.

Anyway, while I am here, why not take my time (which I have much, considering I'm not traveling back to Ul'dah anytime soon with my gil purse, and I'm probably fired from my job at the gladiator guild... and.. What was I saying...

Yes! Reviewing the hot spring.

Lets go!

First of all, there is very nice place to get your traveling gear changed to something more suitable for hot spring experience. I think some of my gil might have just gone to get this, but it's worth it. I swear in Azeyma. Anyways, it's nice space enough to change, tho might be a little nifty for roegadyn or hrothgar. And by the way, as this is very close to Limsa Lominsa, there's a lot of maelstrom present here and a lot of yellowjackets I supposed also, so you would think they would make bigger changing coops.

For me it was good tho and here I am. Ready to tip my toes into hot water of the springs. Can't wait.

Lets talk about the springs, shall we. As you see, there's these tables in every spring (not on the hidden once, that are pretty comfy if you like your privacy. You just need to jump around a little, like a ninja.... )

I think there is over ten of these serving tables in the whole Bronze Lake springs and you can have bottle service on them. Or, I guess, bring your own beverages, but I wouldn't recommend that because there is very good tavern working. They might be looking for workers... I might stay here.

And there's also room for fat cat in table (and you can sit on them, which is nice to just get your feet a warm bath!)

And yeah, it was a pain in my tail to get fat cat to move (It's sooo heavy!). It was warm all around and the listening waterfalls (did I mention there is waterfalls! You can even let one fall on to you and get a free water massage, wassage!, but it's a little rough. Maybe if you have muscle pain it helps... )

In the end Bronze Lake is a nice place to visit and enjoy hot springs if you like nature filled experience. There's a lot of rough looking customers, but most of them just want to relax after guarding duties or something like that. So maybe next time visit Bronze Lake with your friends, take a couple of nice bottles of Ruby Red and enjoy in the hot spring and listen the waterfalls.

Love, Phi'etro.

[emile-hides]

If I don't break gold tomorrow I'm going to explode

[libraryofbronze]

Open for new prompts

Hey all! Just wanted you guys to know I have picked up a couple more commissions so will not have as much time for searching out prompts but I also don't wanna stop. if anyone is interested, and if you know a cool idea, scene or post that you would like to maybe get a scene of, feel free to share posts with me and let me know you're interested! I can't promise I'll do it, but frankly, it'd make things a bit easier for me for a week or so. I am currently juggling two erotic commissions, a SFW web novel, an NSFW Ebook and an rpg maker game which is also lewd because I have a theme and I am sticking to it, damnit.

needless to say, my hands are a bit full right now ><

[a-really-cool-blog-name]

So I just remembered hearing that spinda had a ton of forms for some reason, so I decided to look up just how many. The answer I got on Google was 4,294,967,296 different patterns not including shiny versions of those patterns! There are probably shiny spindas that have never been caught before! Who was sitting on the team of game freak and thought "Hmmm 🤔 I wonder how many different patterns of a Pokemon I'm allowed to make?" And then actually tried it! I'd be more understanding if they gave it like 60 forms as a joke but 4,294,967,296? Really?