#female main character

[juliawrittingsblog]

Diavolo's Kinktober 2024: Double Penetration

Double Penetration

Pronouns: She/Her

I don't know if it counts as monster fucking since it's a magical plant but if so this is your warning!

Mc approaches Diavolo’s bedroom, excitement coursing through her as the Demon King had sent her a message about a strange new plant he wanted to show her. Knocking on the door, she hears him invite her in, and she complies, entering the room and shutting the door behind her with a soft click.

“Hey, Dia! I’m here, so where is this plant you were talking about?” Mc chirps happily, eager to see her beloved redhead as she walks toward him.

Diavolo looks back at her for a moment before stepping aside to reveal the plant he mentioned. “Hello, Mc! I’m happy you made it here. This is the plant I was speaking about.”

Examining the plant, Mc realizes she can't tell exactly what it is. It looks like a normal foliage plant, but she can slightly feel magic emanating from it. “How strange! It looks normal, but I can feel some magic coming from it.”

“I noticed the same thing. I was going to ask Solomon about it, but he is currently out of town,” Diavolo says matter-of-factly.

“It’s a shame you’re going to have to wait until he gets back,” Mc replies as she plops down on his couch, patting the space beside her for Diavolo to sit.

“Indeed, I would love to know what it does,” Diavolo responds, wrapping an arm around Mc's shoulder. He plants a kiss on her lips, which she leans into, letting the kiss linger before they both pull away, gazing softly into each other’s eyes.

Mc leans back in for another kiss, his lips feeling familiar as she tilts her head and parts her lips, gently lapping at his, asking for entrance. His lips part in response. A hum escapes his lips as he feels her tongue exploring his mouth, every inch, while her hand moves to the back of his head, pushing him harder against her. Her body presses into his as his arms encircle her back, holding her close. He pulls away from Mc’s lips, leaving a trail of kisses down her jaw before making his way to her neck, sucking and nipping at her pulse point, pulling a whine from her lips as she tilts her neck to give him more access.

His hands move to the hem of her shirt, grabbing the fabric and pulling it over her head, tossing it aside before returning to her neck. He pulls away with a soft pop to admire the mark he left, then continues his journey down her chest, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking vigorously. Mc’s head falls back, her mouth open in a broken moan as she grinds down against his clothed hardness.

“D-Diavolo, please,” she cries out as he switches to the other nipple, his free hand pulling up her skirt before grabbing her hips and grinding her soaked, clothed pussy against him harshly. A low growl pours from his lips as his mind nearly shorts out from the intense friction.

“I need you, now,” he mumbles against her lips, his fingers hastily fumbling with his pants before letting his cock spring free.

A gasp escapes Mc's lips as she feels him pull her panties aside to play with her wet pussy, the head of his cock rubbing against her clit. The feeling of his hot cock against that bundle of sensitive nerves sends electricity up her spine, her walls tightening around nothing as the sensation drives her crazy. Diavolo gives his cock a few swipes at her folds, collecting the slick before pushing at her entrance, his cock slowly sinking into her, inch by delicious inch. Mc's mouth gapes as his massive girth splits her open, his tip finally grazing against that sweet spot deep within her, her walls fluttering at being so full. Diavolo stays still once he's fully inside, his thumb rubbing circles along Mc's thigh as she adjusts to him. He sucks and teases her chest while he waits, making her wiggle and lightly grind against his cock in response.

A few moments pass, and a surprised gasp comes from Mc as she looks back to see the plant that was on the table snaking up her legs, the vine slowly sliding between her legs, caressing and playing with her clit. Mc jolts, the action pleasurable as the plant draws long circles around her clit. The feeling of being played with while stuffed full of Diavolo's cock makes her legs shake.

“D-Diavolo,” she manages to mutter before the plant snakes up her body, the vines wrapping around her breast, tightening and loosening around it as the tip of the plant plays with and squeezes her hardened buds.

Diavolo stares in shock before saying in disbelief, “I think I know what the gimmick of this plant is.” Diavolo feels his cock throb at the sight of Mc at the plant's mercy, her mouth agape as the plant toys with her body in front of him. “I’ll try to stop it,” he starts.

“N-NO,” Mc stutters before a gasp leaves her as the plant slowly enters her ass, making her feel so full and like her body is on fire.

“I understand,” Diavolo says, not moving to stop the plant at her request. He feels Mc slowly start to bounce on his cock as the plant moves to tangle around her hands, restraining them behind her back, leaving her open to his advances.

Diavolo grips MC's hips, keeping her in place so she can't move, earning a needy, drawn-out whine as he feels her walls throb and grip his cock. Her eyes shut as the plant never stops thrusting in and out of her ass, playing with her clit and nipples—everything is too much, slowly sending her over the edge. Diavolo's lips find the abused, hardened buds, taking one into his mouth and sucking harshly, causing MC to moan as her body tries to thrash against her restraint.

“Diavolo, please,” MC cries, her head thrown back, her mouth fallen open in broken moans as he feels her walls start to pulse and tighten. A cry leaves her mouth as he cums all over his cock, the action almost sending him over the edge.

Sitting above her, MC's body shakes and trembles as the plant never stops its ministrations. Tears fall down her face at the overstimulation. Diavolo sits like that for a moment, enjoying the wrecked look of his lover before him, before he firmly grips her hips and slams her down repeatedly on his cock, filling her over and over, all while the plant is still inside her. Loud, broken screams erupt from MC as Diavolo pounds into her abused hole. The plant grows and wraps around her more, filling her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure, thriving on the pleasure between the two. The grip on MC's ass is bruising, and Diavolo keeps up his relentless pace, biting down on her pressure point as he brutally fucks into her. The plant is still deep inside her, running tight, hard circles around her clit, pulling multiple orgasms as neither of them let up until Diavolo finally cums inside her with a broken cry of his own as he feels his cock throb and swell, cumming in multiple thick streams until he is satisfied.

Diavolo leans back, catching his breath as he looks at MC, watching as the plant recedes off of her and back to its original form. MC falls into his chest, gasping for breath as she tries to regain herself. Both lie in that position for a while, just trying to catch their breath and come to terms with what happened.

“So,” Diavolo starts, “should I get rid of the plant?”

MC pauses for a second before mumbling, “No.”

[aspergirl2022]

For the G/t fan

[jenofthefar]

Working on some Signalis Fan Art!!! - Signalis is an Indie Survival Horror Sci Fi game were you play as a Replika [Android] who is looking for her missing human, and it kind of gets more and more messed up from there 😂

Recently picked it up and it might be the best new horror game I've played in a long time. If you like Silent Hill, Evangelion, Ghost in the Shell, or Cosmic Horror in general you need to play it, it's so good!!!

[1800naveen]

I don't know who needs to hear/see this but here it is:

YOU ARE NOT MISOGYNISTIC OR HAVE INTERNALIZED MISOGYNY FOR NOT LIKING OR HATING THE FEMALE MAIN CHARACTER IN A SERIES!

If you were to go on booktok and say "yo, I hate this *insert female main character*, people are going to get on your ass for it. But you'll have people you agree with you so win/lose situation.

I can't recall a book series with a fmc that I hate or dislike but the closest thing to one would be Acotar and Feyre.

(IF YOU LIKE FEYRE, DON'T READ BELOW!!!)

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I don't hate her but I don't exactly like her either. It's more neutral but it could lean towards not liking her. I love her in book one and the half part of book two but afterwards, it was eh.

Reasons why is she's a hypocrite, a bad friend, a bad leader along with her mate.

Telling Keir that he has a lot of comfort even though he lives IN A MOUNTAIN??? Insulting Lucien and his friends group name while you're called the "court of dreamers"?? Locking your own sister up when the same thing happened to you?? The worst thing is that they all planned on it to happen. Wearing Illyrian wings while the same Illyrian women are crippled and abused? Using them for kinky sex??

Bitch destroyed a whole court and didn't get punished for it?? That's the equivalent of destroying an entire country. You can't be a high lady and proceed to do that shit, that should be proof enough that she isn't a good leader. I don't care if it's revenge, it was petty and pointless.

And she was illiterate like months ago before becoming a high lady. And she's young as hell and lived in Prythian for a year. A YEAR.

By fae standards, she's an infant. The fae aren't considered adults until they're in their 80s (I think) so what does that make Feyre? A baby, a teenager?

Saying she didn't want to be a housewife but look at how Cassian describes her in acosf when they're in the court of nightmares?

I feel for Feyre, she got done dirty.

If a Feyre stan comes into my comments, get the fuck out. You're doing this to yourself, stop punishing yourself by reading this if you like her.

[morallysuperiorlips]

Writing a Female Character? Keep These Tips in Mind!

Messy is GOOD: In a world where everyone seems to want to write a demure and mindful woman, or a put-together gunslinging “not like other girls” badass, do us a solid and show us the messy girls. Show us the girls who are god awful at coping with their trauma. Show us the girls who are fucking trainwrecks in their daily lives. Show us the girls going through it, and going through it poorly.

Don’t dumb down your male characters to match her freak: I don’t know who needs to hear this, but PSA—making your male characters seem stupid in comparison to your female character doesn’t do any favors for her or your narrative. Dumbing down other characters for her sake might have the opposite effect of what your intentions are. There is nothing wrong with writing a smart woman alongside smart men. In my humble opinion, it makes for better storytelling when everyone is on the same page.

If you would do it for a male character, do it for your female characters: This is something I don’t think I need to explain, but I’m going to do it anyway. If you have a male character, and you go through the hoops of defining his goals, establishing his emotional depth, giving him his deep-set purpose in the story, developing his relationships with other characters, etc., then guess what? You can do those same things for a female character. The only difference between them is their gender, but both sides are equally as capable of being nuanced. This also applies to actually writing the exposition. Would you spend 6 paragraphs describing the figure of a male character? Or focus so heavily his physical traits that they start to define his character? If not, then don’t do it for your females!

Gender roles can get fucked: Of course, if your intent is to write a story with more “traditional” gender roles for whatever your reasoning is, more power to you. But if not, they hold no power over you, your story, or your fictional ladies. If the plot allows it, find ways to venture outside those societal norms, whether that’s in the way your female character thinks or acts, or what her occupation is, etc.

Strong female lead =/= emotionless, tough, “badass”: When a lot of people think of a “strong female lead,” they think of women who seem to defy the traditional female role in a story. As a result, you usually end up with these hardcore gals who appear to be written as a sort of an antithesis of what society thinks are “feminine traits,” with emphasis on how little emotion she shows, how “tough” she is, and how she overtakes every situation she’s in. These are NOT bad traits to put in a woman; not by a long shot. But the best characters are nuanced—she’s not always going to be in a state of low-emotion toughness. She’s not always going to be this perfect beacon of leadership. She’s going to have lapses in judgement. She’s going to make mistakes. She’s going to grow and change, just like all people do. And that doesn’t subtract from her being a “badass.” Women are fully capable of being “badasses” while working through mistakes, hitting their lows, or showcasing some vulnerability.

Remember her agency: I said previously that you shouldn’t be dumbing down male characters to bolster her, but that’s not an excuse to wreck her agency in the story. Her decisions within the plot should still matter, and they shouldn’t be entirely based around or influenced by other characters just for the hell of it. Not everything she does needs to be for someone else; she is her own person, with her own reasons and goals behind her choices.

[tothestarsinvelaris]

Dear authors, please make your female main characters even just a tad bit older, I'm actually begging you.

Like, they really don't need to be 19-20 and falling in love with centuries old immortal beings. You can make them 25+ and people will still read and enjoy the books.

I promise women don't turn to dust and wrinkles at 30..

[sweethy677]

🎀🎀🎀🎀

[eefkakiss]

༺.𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖔𝖋 𝕬𝖑𝖋𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖒: 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖁 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖋𝖎𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙.༻

..Path of Alfheim: Chapter V outfit concept..

I wanted to illustrate how I imagined the FMC dressed during the feast in chapter 5.

I'm a sucker for loose tunics and leather corsets and a lot of my original characters tend to include these items in their wardrobe.

With that being said, this version of the reader is a bit more female-presenting in comparison to the assassin version I've designed. While the fan-fiction does tag the protagonist as female I understand if someone may not, explicitly, like to show off their more feminine features. It's something that I, personally, experience from time to time.

While these character/outfit illustartions are created to my own liking and preferences I want to keep up with the more androgynous concepts since some readers relate to my designs. (Which I appreciate so much!) (シ_ _)シ

I feel like this ambiguous, grey blob (as ms. @𝖍3𝖑𝖋𝖆𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊 herself, so kindly put it) is the perfect base to use for representing the FMC and it makes it easier for others to reference. But I will, definitely, be posting more doodles/drabbles with my rendition of the protag (scars and all).

[kingdomofstalkingthewrath]

Female book characters who own my soul

Jude Duarte, Paedyn Gray, Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius, Manon Blackbeak

Clearly I have a type and I adore these ladies so much. They are all comfort characters and someone I see myself in a lot.

All of them also have a man who worships them and the ground they walk on. 👌🏼

[thejudeduarte]

Tell me why there are 0 fmcs which wear glasses.

[juliawrittingsblog]

Diavolo's Kinktober 2024: Being Fucked on his Throne

Being fucked on his throne

Pronouns: She/Her

Walking into the throne room, the door shut with a soft click behind Diavolo and MC. MC looks around at the walls and ceilings, which are decorated with intricate designs. In the middle of the room, a throne with golden patterns laced along the wood can be seen. MC walks toward it, her fingers tracing the chair as she circles around it to examine it.

“This room is massive,” MC says more to herself as she takes in the surroundings. Her gaze lands on her sweet redhead before continuing, “Have you ever gotten to sit in the chair?”

Diavolo walks up to her, his eyes falling on the chair. “I have at times, yes,” he replies. He goes to sit in the chair, and MC’s hand reaches out to take his, giving it a gentle squeeze before he brings it to his lips to kiss her knuckles.

MC then sits in his lap, her hand moving from his hand to his face, her fingers caressing the skin of his cheek as they look up at each other with tenderness. MC’s thumb brushes against his lips, running over his bottom lip as she slowly leans in for a soft kiss. Their bodies gently press against each other as MC tilts her head to the side, her lips parting slightly as her breath catches in her throat.

An image of Mc appears in Diavolo’s mind suddenly: her sitting on his lap, naked, facing out toward a crowd. The thought makes her feel hot as she pulls away from him. “Is everything okay, Mc?” Diavolo inquires, her refusal to answer causing a knot to form in his stomach.

“I was wondering something, but it's inappropriate, and I don’t want to offend you,” Mc finally responds, looking around the room and refusing to meet his gaze as her face flushes.

Diavolo blinks a few times before his cheeks flush as well. “I’m sure it will be okay.”

Mc clears her throat, taking a deep breath. “Well,” she pauses for a moment before continuing, “the thought of us… doing it… crossed my mind.”

A confused look forms on his features, his head tilting. “I’m afraid I’m not following, my love.”

Mc fiddles with the hem of her shirt, her stomach filling with nerves. “Have you ever imagined having sex with me on this throne, maybe while others watched?” she says, her words rushing out before she covers her eyes with her hand in embarrassment.

The flush on his face deepens as her words register, his arousal throbbing at the image she conjured. “Mc,” he mumbles, his hand going to her waist as he leans into her ear. “I want you to tell me more about your fantasies.” His breath fans the delicate skin behind her ear and down her neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Mc’s body jumps, the sensation making warmth spread throughout her. Her nipples harden as she feels herself being turned so her back is against his chest. His large hand lands on her knee, slowly crawling up her thigh, moving any fabric out of the way. She rubs her thighs together to relieve the ache forming between her legs.

She feels his lips tracing the curve of her neck, landing on her pulse point. Her back arches, yearning for more of his touch. “Tell me, Mc, what do you imagine me doing to you?” Diavolo mumbles against her skin.

A whine escapes her lips as her head falls back against his chest, and she closes her eyes. “I imagine us on this throne, with an audience in front of us as you, well…” She trails off, hiding her face once more, too embarrassed to continue.

Diavolo grips MC’s wrist, pulling her hands away from her eyes as his lips hover near her ear. “Tell me,” he commands, taking her earlobe between his lips and sucking on it, feeling her squirm beneath him. His clothed erection presses against her bottom, the friction pulling a low growl from his lips as his spare hand moves to fondle her chest.

“I-I imagine,” she starts, struggling to get the words out. “I imagine you breeding me on your throne, and everyone watching as you put an heir in me.”

A shudder racks Diavolo’s body at her words, his cock hard and painful underneath her. The hand that was on her thigh pulls her clothing to her waist, giving him access to her soaked pussy, his fingers sliding against her wet heat. Her head falls back once more, her mouth dropping open as she grinds against his fingers, desperately chasing her high.

“Do you want me to breed you?” he asks, his breath husky with lust.

“Please,” she moans as she feels his fingers move her panties aside.

“Do you want an audience to watch?” he asks, his fingers playing with her sensitive bud, drawing tight circles as his other hand begins to tease her tight entrance.

“Yes, please! I want you to claim me. I want everyone to know I belong to you,” MC cries, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.

“I want you to imagine it, MC. Imagine a room full of people watching as I make you mine,” Diavolo whispers in her ear.

As MC feels him insert a finger into her, she imagines a crowd of demons filling the room, watching them. Using magic, Diavolo conjures the image in front of them. “Open your eyes, MC. Look out at them and don’t look away as they watch me take you,” Diavolo says, inserting a second finger inside her. His fingers reach that spot deep within her that makes her see stars as she gazes out at the sea of people watching them. Her back arches as he bites down on her neck, her hips rolling against his fingers while she never takes her eyes off the crowd, their gazes igniting a fire within her.

“You’re doing so good for me,” Diavolo coos against her skin, his fingers working her clit as he slips in a third finger, stretching her out to take him. 

Mc’s body trembled from his ministrations, the gazes from the crowd stealing her breath as she lay out on display for all of them to see. Diavolo pulls his hand away from her wet heat, earning a disappointed sigh from her before he lifts Mc up slightly to allow his fingers to unbutton her pants, letting his erection spring free. He sets her back down on his lap, letting her sensitive cunt rest right on top of his cock, the warmth from it making her walls clench.

“Are you ready for me?” Diavolo breathes against her skin.

Mc nods before licking her lips, the thought of him stretching her, claiming her, making her mouth dry.

Diavolo gives one more kiss to her feverish skin before positioning the head of his cock at her entrance and giving it a few teasing, shallow thrusts, the head of his cock barely pushing in before pulling back out.

An annoyed sigh escapes Mc’s lips. “Diavolo, please, don’t tease me,” she whines.

A chuckle is all that can be heard before Mc feels Diavolo push into her, her walls taking him inch by delicious inch as his girth stretches her wide open. Diavolo bites down hard on her shoulder as her walls tighten and milk him for all he is worth. A broken moan leaves her lips as her hips try to roll against him. Diavolo grips her hips tightly as he moves her along his cock, fucking her senseless as the tip of his cock slams into her g-spot repeatedly, making her see stars as she feels him throb and swell deep inside her, making her feel hot and sensitive. Her nails dig into his shoulder as she tumbles into bliss, her screams echoing as he fills her to the brim, his cum spilling out of her. Diavolo’s thrusting slows down as he comes down from his high, the only sounds in the room being their panting.

“That… was incredible,” Mc says after a few moments of silence.

“It really was,” Diavolo agrees as he plants a kiss on her skin. “We should get cleaned up before Barbatos discovers us.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Mc agrees with a sigh.

Author's note: I am slowly inching my way to the end of this lol. I can't wait to be done so I can do the SFW alphabet list. Looking forward to some fluff honestly!

[missvioletsthings]

Female Rover aesthetic

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

The number of people that completely villianize female characters is just another example of fandoms infantilizing male main characters. I understand protecting your favourites, but when you get to the point that you genuinely think they've never done anything wrong, you've put blinders on. It's almost always done towards female characters that the fandom feels have wronged male characters specifically. I get making jokes like, "Oh actually, my fav has never done anything wrong ever." I do it too. It can be funny. Nobody is saying you have to like a female character or you're a misogynist, but there is just such a clear, obvious pattern happening, and I don't think people even realize it. Male main characters will make the most toxic, horrible, stupid decisions, and the fandom with worship them, but the second a female character does something even remotely questionable, everybody goes off. It doesn't matter how kind or likable the woman is, the minute she does something the fandom sees as a slight against the male main character, she is shunned or ridiculed. I understand defending your favourite character because you love them, I really do, but the level that people infantilize them is just wild. A female character will have a perfectly understandable reaction to something the male main character did, and the fandom will still turn it around on her by saying things like, "Well he didn't know any better." Or, "Well, he was sad." Alright? Most humans, when they are hurt, do not turn around and kiss that person and coddle them. Getting upset, while it may not be the ideal reaction, is the most realistic one. And it's always grown ass men people are saying didn't know better than to do something obviously destructive. So they don't know better, and that's okay, but the female character struggles, and that's not? Obviously, I'm just talking about fiction, and doing this doesn't make you a bad person, and it doesn't mean you hate women. But it's just a clear pattern of misogyny in media that I think is important to recognize

[dumplingprincessextraordinaire]

Me irl

[lanaspepsicoke]

Helter skelter 2012

[novemberocean]

hello its me again!

do you have a passion for isekai? Do you have a powerful love hate relationship with isekai? Do you wish you had taken the chicken out of the freezer when your mom told you to an hour ago? THEN DO I HAVE A BOOK FOR YOU (except that last one, you're on your own)"

"For five years, Aderyn has waited to get the Call—the event when the system controlling her world grants her a class and appropriate skills to become an adventurer. When the system makes her a Warmaster, Aderyn eagerly sets out on her first journey. The problem? Her class is useless. No one believes a Warmaster is anything but a joke. They aren’t strong fighters, they have no magic, and they don’t have powerful skills. But Aderyn hasn’t waited all these years to give up now. With the help of a young man from another world, she’s going to prove this Warmaster can do anything."

Whats cool about this book is that its told from the perspective of someone already IN the fantastical world the regular joe gets isekai'd into. It's set in an RPG world where everyone has classes and ranks and theres even a chosen one! theres a different dungeon the party goes through in every book and they are legit the best part of the story.

the audiobook just got released on spotify and i snagged myself some free codes so first 20 commenters get a free audiobook to listen on Spotify! (you have to already have a spotify account)

its also on amazon