#thank you so much for your wonderful patience

[fallendev0tionvn]

Hey loves, I wanted to let you know that I'll be going on hiatus for a while. I've realized that the story might have come across as too confusing or rushed for some. Since it was just the demo, I didn't want to reveal too much, and as I mentioned before, the confusion was intentional. The broken lyre (Apollo's lyre) was meant to hint at Clive leaning more into his Dionysian side (loss of reason, illusions, dreams, impulsivity and chaos). In the full game I had planned to make this clearer, especially if you choose the Apollonian route.

Unfortunately, I started working on the script, but I'll have to start over entirely. This time I'll be more mindful of pacing and clarity while making the experience as enjoyable as possible. Maybe I leaned too much into my own interests without realizing that not everyone shares interest for philosophy and mythology. I'll work on balancing that better.

Just to be clear, this isn't me being upset or trying to play the victim- I truly appreciate constructive criticism, and I want to improve. Thank you all for your patience. Love you all, hope you have a wonderful month.

(If I don't take this break I might truly think about quitting so...🕴️).

-row

[ivesdio]

AGAIN . . ? ⋆.˚

summary: after a night out, you wake up in a bed you know all too well.. again.

warnings: single mention of vomiting (she’s hungover let a girl live smh), reference to previous sexual activities, ending leads to sex, but no details are given - lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: hi lovelies!! this is my obx fic writer debut, so pretty please go easy on me :,) my requests are open 24/7 and i’m really excited to be in this amazin community! enjoy this lil thing xx

wc: 922

you groan, your head feeling like it’s being, repeatedly, banged against a wall, lids heavy with sleep and an impending hangover. the morning sunlight shining in through the covers was blinding, another tired sound slipping past your lips.

you think nothing of it when you notice that the messy sheets surrounding you are different from yours - that’s ‘cause you’d changed them not too long ago.

but when the sound of movement behind you breaks your thoughts, you sigh in.. disappointment? anger? anyway; the feeling was targeted towards yourself.

your phone vibrates next to the pillow your head was resting on, an alarm chiming in the warm room. you turn it off, taking it in your hands. a text catches your eye.

ah, fuck.

sar ����

pls don’t telk me that u lrft wit my brotger again

Delivered: 01:54 AM

well.. that confirms your suspicions.

you and rafe had an.. interesting relationship, to put it mildly. glances around tannyhill soon became hook-ups in his bedroom and truck after parties. sneaking around the cameron household, stolen kisses and sweat beaded bodies slowly becoming a norm.

but, damn it, was he fucking imposs—

“fuck you doin’ up so early?” rafe’s voice invades your hearing, making you wonder if killing yourself would be a good option right about now.

“how much did i have t’drink?” you grumble as you put down your phone and press your cheek against the cool pillow, your face slightly squished.

“why?” he asks, his tone lacking any sign of patience. shocking.

“‘cause i’m here. again,” a dry scoff leaves your raw throat (probably from the vomiting. great fuckin’ job!).

“..a decent amount,” he answers, chuckling with no emotion behind the small laugh “way too early for this shit, baby,” the nickname spills from his lips before he could even think about it - a habit, almost.

“told y’not to call me that, rafe,” you mumble, groaning hoarsely when you sit up and stand up from the plush bed. you catch a glimpse of yourself in his mirror, brows furrowing as you gaze into the glass.

yesterday’s clothes? gone.

panties? still there.

what was new, though, was the black tee framing your body. the fabric was soft and smelled of.. him. fuck, his perfume was intoxicating. what did he use again? eh, whatever - all you knew was that it smelled divine. and expensive.

“did we..?” you ask carefully, turning to face him from your place on the floor. he simply shakes his head, huffing.

“nah. drunk outta your mind.”

you nod in acknowledgment, biting the inside of your cheek in thought.

“did you.. want to?” another question from you fills the room. he shrugs, sitting up. the white covers fall from his bare upper half, crumpling in his lap.

“no shit,” he scoffs, scratching his nose before he continues, “didn’t wanna.. y’know— take advantage of you. basic human decency and stuff. would’a been wrong.”

he was rambling. a bit, at least. you’d never seen him like this and.. to be completely honest? it was kinda cute. you nod again, the corners of your mouth tilting up a bit. you try to fight the smile starting to break through, but god, was it difficult.

“right, yeah. uh.. thanks,” you mutter and chuckle quietly. to your complete surprise, his lips turn up an inch, a hint of a smile playing on them. he stands up and the duvet falls behind him, a pair of boxers being the only thing on his toned form. he steps closer to you, towering. bastard.

“sarah texted?” he asks, tilting his head. fuck him and his fucking teasing, and his fucking smile, and his—

“mhm. jumble of letters, really, but yeah. why?” you sigh, crossing your arms over your chest. you don’t miss the way rafe’s baby blues flicker down to the movement, before meeting your gaze again.

“think we have some time ‘fore she scolds us again?” his voice was just barely above a whisper, a small smirk grazing the corner of his mouth.

“maybe,” you reply, shrugging.

before you could fully finish saying the word, his lips were crashing into yours, big hands cradling your face. his ring was cold against your heated skin. an audible hitch of your breath travels into his mouth as you kiss him back, your own hands brushing up his muscular arms. his biceps flex underneath your touch, the feeling sending a jolt up your spine.

he’s devouring your fucking face at this point - like a man starved. your back meets a wall, a soft gasp leaving your mouth. rafe swallows the sound, a small grunt escaping his throat. he pulls away after a few moments, his forehead resting against yours as he pants.

“fuck, baby.. can’t stay away for t’long,” he whispers, “that okay with you?”

you chuckle, slightly out of breath, “d’you hear me complaining?”

“that’s my girl,” he drawls, his signature smirk filling your sight.

in one swift motion, his hands reach down and grasp your thighs, lifting you up. instinctively, your legs wrap around his waist. he leaves small wet kisses on your neck, his breath hot against yours skin, all while his thumb rubs circles into the small of your back.

your back meets his plush bed again, the man in front of you already on his knees. his eyes flicker from your panties to your eyes, that fucking proud smirk plastered on his smug face.

“you got time, right?” he chuckles, kissing up your inner thigh.

you nod, breathing heavily.

oh, you were definitely sober now.

[defira85]

An Act of Charity

I had the very distinct pleasure of working with @archduchessgabrielle for another portion of the @bg3-winter-big-bang (I'm not great at restraint, what can I say, a fic and three art pieces seemed totally sensible back in November) but she was just an utter delight to work with. She wrote a gorgeous fic about Gortash and her Banite OC Gabrielle gritting their teeth and visiting an orphanage for publicity, and the two of them very promptly get bogged down in a little bit of angst and a little bit of sweetness, but there's still that Banite bite that we all know and love, don't worry

I was really overjoyed to get a chance to paint for her, because as a fellow aficionado of fat lady OCs, I've been in love with our dear villainous Archduchess for a while now. Getting to paint Gabrielle was just wonderful

Thank you so much for your patience Gabby, and for my Gortash loving friends, check out the fic!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I’m so sorry I keep bringing this up but I’m the same anon who was asking about Silver’s baton, I just went through your tags and found you covered that already, my apologies!! 🙏🏻

But may I ask of you something else? I’ve heard that Silver had another emotional breakdown in one of the more recent Book 7 updates, and I was wondering if you could give me some spoilers on that? Something about it happening before Silver scolds Sebek for his behavior during Ace’s dream, I think it happened during Heartslabyul, or in the Savanaclaw dreams at the latest? I’ve been trying to find a specific post that covers it, and I just can’t find it.

Also I was wondering if you had any gifs I could download of Silver with the “Perfect!” 3 stars doing his little fist pump thing during history lessons?

Sorry about all that, 😓 thank you very much tho!

Hello!! I apologize for not getting the response to your ask(s) out sooner; it was queued to go up a while from now (my queue's like 80 posts long 💦) and had a link to that older post in which I discussed Silver's use of his baton. I'm glad you were able to find what you were looking for on your own though! I'm not sure what you mean by Silver having “another emotional breakdown"? The only other instance I can recall of Silver really losing control of his emotions (outside of him discovering the truth of his heritage) is when he scolds Sebek. This occurs in Ace's dream; the first years approach Ace and try to tell him the truth about what's going on. However, Ace is in denial and thus doesn't wake. That's when Sebek steps up and starts chewing him out. Ace claims that none of this is his problem, it's what Malleus chose for himself so he should accept the consequences of his own actions, etc. He also gets mad at Sebek for talking down to him and acting as if he's so much better than everyone else; Ace refuses to work with Sebek and storms off. When the first years regroup with the older students, Silver becomes very stern with Sebek and scolds him, saying that his rudeness (towards Ace) has inconvenienced everyone. More specifically, I believe Silver say something to the effect of the people around Sebek (his family, those in Diasomnia, etc.) are too lenient with him, so he has become spoiled and doesn't know how to act properly with peers; Sebek needs to reflect on his actions! This makes Sebek go very quiet and (begrudgingly) apologize to everyone. It's a rare moment of Silver losing his chill and patience with Sebek. I don't think he was breaking down though, so this may not be what you meant; it read to me more as "I'm not mad, I'm disappointed" and Silver being sort of an older brother figure telling Sebek off for his behavior.

I definitely don't remember anything similar to that bappening in the Savanaclaw or Heartslabyul dreams--or any of the dreams, for that matter. Maybe you misheard or misremembered Silver having "another emotional breakdown"?? Or maybe I’m forgetting, lmao 😂 It’s been a long time since the dream hopping started and I don’t care to go back and reread all of those to confirm this—

I unfortunately don't really keep Silver gifs so I'm afraid I can't help you with that. I'm sure if you keep looking, you'll find it eventually!

[teachyouhowtodothesponge]

Hello everyone! :) I hope you are all doing well! I have been at college, and it's been pretty busy work. Here are some WH doodles I made yesterday!

[keri-mcberry]

Some wonderful MC's for you all! ✨

This has been sitting in my WIPs for the longest time, and I finally got the chance to finish it, as well as add a few more incredible artists! Thank you all so much for taking the time to draw my baby Lyla! 🥹

First Row: @pierrot-dokki , @syaolaurant , @nineng

Second Row: @sparxyv , @moonstruckmoony , @autumnl34v3s , @blbllblblblll

Third Row: @cottagelady99 , @choco-froggie , @mostboringcrossover

Fourth Row: @bassicallymaestra , @lara-kaminari , @b00k0flife , @myokk

Please go check them out if you haven't already! 🫶

[queenofbaws]

Hii, can you write a story about my theory for the bathroom couches

"...ty-one!"

There was a series of frowns at that, the gang momentarily lifting their heads from what they'd been doing to shoot each other suspicious glances. Clearly it hadn't been any of them who'd done the talking - the voice was strangely distant and, somehow even more strangely, excited - but still, the sentiment remained.

"I-I'm sorry?" Hannah said after a moment, glancing up towards the ceiling as if it'd been some higher power to shout at them.

And then, making all the noise of a suit of armor come to life, Mike came barrelling down the lodge's staircase, sock-sliding across the great room's hardwood until he bumped against the sectional. "Thirty-ooone," he repeated, bracing himself against the back of the couch. "That's how many fucking couches you guys got in this place, you know that? What gives?"

Hannah's head was instantly in her hands. "Oh God."

"Yeah, y'know...I've been wondering about that too," Sam said slowly, setting down her big book of crossword puzzles to glance around the lodge instead, the tally in her head almost visible as she counted couch after couch. "I mean. I guess I figured it was because, uh...ski lodge. Company. That kind of thing. But...you guys do have a lot."

"And the one in the bathroom?!" Emily cut in. "The one in the bathroom is pretty heinous."

Instead of bothering to deal with their chatter individually, Beth heaved a sigh and raised her voice, speaking up over them as if she didn't care. She also continued smashing buttons on her controller as if she didn't care. And her eyes? On the tv, baby. Like she didn't care. (Spoiler: She didn't). "Once upon a time," she began, "there was this wormy little kid named Josh."

"Wormy, huh?" he asked, offhandedly at best, hunched over with his elbows on his knees as he pulled off another sick combo on-screen. "That's a new one."

"The thing about Josh," Beth continued, paying him literally no attention as she wrung his health bar dry, "was he never slept."

"Still don't! It's one of my fun little quirks. Gives me personality."

"And it took Mom and Dad forever to figure out, but - " she paused long enough to wrench her body to the side as if it would help her character dodge, and, miraculously, it did, " - eventually they noticed he'd conk out on a couch even if he wouldn't fall asleep in bed."

"Know where monsters like hiding, B? Under beds. Know what you never hear about? Monsters hiding under couches."

Tapping her pencil against her crossword book, Sam scrunched her mouth together. It was a good point. She didn't say that part out loud. A quick glance around the great room told her the others were thinking the same.

"So," Beth kept saying, "Mom, being the worry-wort she is, filled this place with couches just in case little Joshy needed a little nappy-nap. And Dad, ever-resourceful, used the ski lodge excuse every time so he could get a tax write-off or something, I don't know. It sort of snowballed. Our family isn't really known for, like, restraint."

"No," Emily pretended to gasp. "The family that bought a whole goddamn mountain? You don't say."

"...and the one in the bathroom?" Mike repeated, his emphasis clear. "Please...please don't tell me you were napping in the bathroom, dude. There...there have to be limits."

"Tub takes an awful long time to fill, my man. Anyone would get sleepy waiting for that shit."

On the other side of the sectional, having until-then been silent, Jess let out a huge, whooping sigh of relief. "Oh thank Gawwwwwd," she groaned, dramatically slumping across the cushions. "I was so sure it was gonna be some weird pervvy sex thing."

"It can be both," Beth and Josh said in unison, deadpan and only half-paying attention as they kept playing their game. Joke or not, it was too much for poor Hannah, who slid off the couch altogether, moaning and groaning and huddling onto a ball of mortification on the floor.

[kiwiwinjindouche]

I trusted you guys, why did no one talked to me about it??? /j

(I still can't believe this existed one day, I wonder where they put it) (me leaving Bethesda's storage with a suspiciously "replica of the Clockwork Mansion" shape)

(i need to live there omfg)

Not to forget PAX 2015 either!

And if you got more about it then I'd love to see it! (like, obviously)

[stellarparallaxcomic]

PREV || NEXT

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[masquenoire]

Barring any new asks, I think that's the last of those 'icons only' memes and it was very fun doing them all! Thank you so much for sending them in everyone, I'm feeling more confident about activity again and will hopefully be inspired to write a bit more often from now on providing schedule eases up sometime soon!

[good-beansdraws]

@sunnybunny2468 Thank you for the requests!! These were such good ideas omg 👀👀👀I love the idea of a siren who, instead of luring victims with a typical song of temptation and promises, sings the most melancholy cry that draws in people feeling extremely protective over him. They find he's just as sweet as his voice leads them to believe (but watch out!) I was cracking up over the whole concept of Merfuuta, and thought this would be perfect seeing as axlotls are a type of salamander hehe. He's grumpy because no phone underwater >:(

[despairforme]

What the fuck we're already six days into November??

[iced-souls]

Before i forgor—

The arrival of 200 followers is upon me [i think like 7 away??], and so since im probably gonna do a thank you thing when we do get there

I figured i would ask thou lot on your opinion and expertise on what i should do.

Last time i just did a smol little drawing.

So im gonna make a poll below, i suppose i would suggest reading the description even further below first though.

Smol thing is if you dont want to have to interact/ask/reblog, but would still find it neat for a lil celebration art :)

So if you wanna do the 2nd option, the way i would probably do that would be i would make a post for you to reblog with a picture of your character. And if you dont have your own oc/character or wouldn’t like your character to be drawn then you can feel free to reblog with a character of your choosing (and the characters og creator). (:D)So overall if you aren’t gonna reblog or interact with the post dont choose that one—

If the 3rd, then ill probably find a couple, and you can ask for either my oc’s or any other characters with an outfit. So The usual outfit meme business—

4th option is just you can ask either myself or any of my characters any question you’d like :]

THOINKS FOR YOUR OPINIONS AND THANK YOU FOR THE FOLLOWS!!!!!

[coollyinterferes]

//day 43546576879809. i still miss the jonawagon pitters so much <;/3

[lightthatibecome]

Something that I've been trying to do more and more is not letting my mistakes define the rest of my day and it's been really REALLY hard, especially in sales and customer service, but I allow myself a couple seconds to be mortified/cringe at myself and then shake it off.

Literally. That's part of what helps, shaking it off in public view, because it reminds me that Nobody Cares about your fuck up but You, and nobody bats an eye at the weird full-body wring after. It is LIFE-CHANGING. I stutter greeting a guest, a make a mistake on transferring their plans, I say something stupid and weird? It's fine. It is truly fine. The anxiety lasts a second because I have given myself concrete proof that everyone usually minds their own business about 98% of the time.

Let yourself cringe at your mistakes and then move on. Don't agonize over them. It takes work but it makes all the difference.

[impeccablebackside]

how about competition plays? not overcrowded, but like three or four queens meeting up just to have this kind of fun. all of them have one vibrator/buttplug at one point for example, and who cums last (or first) is the winner.

This is an interesting question anon, and not something I have ever thought about. The concept of competition play is admittedly foreign to me, but it is not something that could be seen as that uncouth to be fair. Obviously, the structure of competing with someone else would be done in a very playful manner. Amongst the queens, none of them would really want to proverbially tarnish the fun they are having with a pressure to win / lose. Not that they would in all fairness.

Given you mention toys with this anon, I do implore that you read over some previous posts about toys / fucking machines when solo, toys with a partner, pussy pumps, and / or bigger toys. Those are not all of them either, as there was one about Vic and Rumple having some fun with toys (that will probably end up being a fic at one point), or one about the queens pegging their partners. Perhaps surprisingly, all of those were / are considered new ideas on the blog at the time, much like this ask (so thanks as always for dropping new ideas to explore anons).

The whole competition angle would be between friends, so I do appreciate the idea of only three or four queens being involved with this anon. More than that makes it too much and not really fun anymore, at least for me. I would like to think it would be between Vic, Rumple, and Tanto. I cannot really think of who could be a fourth when considering the other queens mentioned regularly on this blog, as none of them would mesh well with the three already mentioned.

For the purpose of this ask, and for relative simplicity, they will all have the same dildo / vibrator between all three of them for this 'competition'. If they would want to use their paws and fingers as well, I say it is fair game. The only real rule would be that the vibe has to be used the whole time, either in them or against some part of their pussy.

Anyway, all three of them would be quite turned on and excited about the whole thing when they do meet up. They all mutually lust after one or both of the two queens that are joining them, so the opportunity to see and hear them in such a tantalizing way is even more of an incentive to participate. I am trying to think if they would all line themselves up side-by-side on a bed or if they would arrange themselves in a triangle of sorts, legs all facing the other. Either would work, but I do like the triangle idea anon, because they get the wonderful visuals of seeing the other queen's pussies and asses as they are being pleasured.

Vic is unsurprisingly the first to win / lose. She simply is too sensitive, and does not have the stamina to go for long. Especially with a vibrator, she would be cumming with satisfied squeaks shortly after they begin. The constant stream of overwhelming pleasure focused on her pussy and clit is something she is not used to either, as she tends to prefer pauses and slower pacing so she does not get (over)stimulated easily. Being the loser is not that bad though, as she gets to watch the other two, particularly excited by being closer to Tanto in such a situation.

Adding to the fun, Rumple would grab Vic's vibe and put it in her mouth, delighting in the taste of the white queen as she continues to squirm under the pleasure from the vibrator. The smaller queen would start rubbing at herself, clearly encouraged by what she just did. Little moans, muffled by the mouthful, escape her pretty mouth as she continues. It is impressive in a way how much she can take and still remain relatively calm under the barrage of pleasure, choosing to tease the other two by letting Vic know how good she tastes as she pulls the vibe out of her mouth and just how hot Tanto's strong body is.

Rumple is not the second queen to lose though, as Tanto, who has lasted quite a bit longer than Vic, is unable to hold it off much longer. Zoned out up to this point as she focused on the building pleasure, the torbie breaks her concentration as she pulls her legs up with her arms to change her position. As her asshole and pussy clench hard with the constant buzz from the vibe, Tanto starts cumming in strong waves. He pussy pulsing uncontrollably, it gets forceful enough that she inadvertently pushes the vibrator right out of her. With a strong heave and a high pitched yell that pulls even more attention toward her, Tanto squirts over the other two astonished queens in multiple small sprays as she groans through the end of climax.

Needless to say, Rumple wins the contest, but for all of a few seconds. Little is a hot to the calico as what Tanto just did, and she savagely rubs herself off in excitement. With her little body shaking at all the pleasure, Rumple cums with desperate squeals due to her new efforts, but leaves the vibe in. She turns onto her stomach, fucking the vibe with slams of her hips. Very quickly, her body is heaving again as she is pushed into overstimulation by the buzzing vibe.

It is too much for Vic to sit idle at the turn of events, and with some meaningful fingering, she cums again with a squeal. Seeing Tanto squirt (for the first time or not) leaves sultry thoughts swimming through her head, and watching Rumple fuck herself like that is just too good to ignore.

Between all three queens, there are no losers, and maybe this little competition is justification for more. None of them would complain if they got their own attempts at seeing how quickly (or not) they could get the other two to fall apart. Maybe it is immediately following this or in the future. There is only more winning to be had.