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Hi everyone, I have a mental illness called Welt Yang. Save me massive DILF cock save me

As a disclaimer, I'm an HSR-only Welt enjoyer, so you'll have to forgive me as I do my best to nail his voice and character down (no, I will not "just play HI3," how much time and hard drive space for Hoyo games do you think I have) - plus, it's my first time writing him, and I'm always a little less sure on my first outing with a character, even when it's, y'know, just smut.

CWs include some pretty rough/intense sex, my shameless size-queen tendencies, and some... aggressively cane-centric foreplay (is that even a thing?? Is anyone into this?? I just got possessed by the idea and had to try it, sorry not sorry)

Welt Yang (HSR) x GN/AFAB Reader NSFW 18+

What does it take to provoke Welt Yang? This question had lingered as an impertinent impulse in the back of your mind for far too long now- since before the two of you had confessed your feelings for one another. Even then, in that raw and vulnerable moment between you, while his joy and relief at your reciprocated feelings had been clear, he remained the picture of reason and maturity. Some time later, you'd now realized that even while making love, he remained impressively composed. Rather, he seemed restrained. And that word- restraint- that, you would not stand for.

When he holds you in his bed, Welt is focused, dedicated, relentlessly devoted to your satisfaction. He exhibits the kind of skill that only comes with years, and as for his size and stamina both, he certainly provides more than you had ever dared to hope for. He's given you nothing to complain about- and yet, there's one thing you still crave. You want to see him falter. You want to push him somehow, to see how he responds to something new and unexpected and sinful.

That's how you've found yourself at the door to his quarters in only a loose buttoned shirt and panties. After a quick courtesy-knock, you slip into his room and close the door behind you. Welt is seated in a modest but comfortable armchair, a book in one hand while the other absently rests on his cane at his side. His extra layers have been forgone for the night, leaving him in a turtleneck and trousers, and a responsibly portioned glass of liquor rests on an end table beside him, barely touched. His eyes flick up over his glasses at you when you enter, and his expression softens- then, he takes another look, and his eyebrows rise just slightly.

"Evening," he says in his usual measured tone, "Do you need something, dearest?"

"Just to see you," you reply sweetly. His eyes are warm on you as you approach, your hands fussing aimlessly with the hem of the shirt that just barely flits around your upper thighs. Despite this, his line of sight remains disciplined.

When he speaks next you're already carefully easing onto his lap to straddle his hips.

"It's getting late," his composure remains, but you catch his voice subconsciously dipping lower as you settle against him, "You... ought to get some rest."

This close, and at this angle, you imagine Welt can appreciate just how few of this shirt's buttons you've deigned to utilize tonight. Yet other than that tantalizing dip of his voice, he has yet to show the slightest weakness.

"Actually, I was thinking we could help each other relax a bit tonight," you say with a grin. At last, he sets aside the book in his hand, and his golden eyes meet yours.

"What exactly did you have in mind?"

Your coy smirk makes your intentions more than clear, but this is so like him. As always, Welt seeks to gather intel before making any moves of his own- but you're prepared for this.

"How about this," you say, brushing his bangs from his eyes, "I'll give you a hint, and you tell me what you think."

"Hm," he hums softly, "Very well. I'll do my best not to disappoint."

He moves to dissipate the cane manifested in his hand, but you instead take both it and his hand, and guide them up towards you. You position the cane until the tip is planted in the seat cushion, between both your legs and Welt's. The staff of it travels up the center of your body and, as you nestle yourself against it, between your breasts. The handle, of course, is level with your lips.

You watch Welt's chest rise and fall with a single long breath as he observes you. With one hand holding the cane steady, your other strokes the handle as you draw it to your mouth. Slowly, shamelessly, you circle the end with your tongue, and practically moan when you notice his eyes narrow and his fingers clench tight at the armrest beside him. But he says nothing.

You keep pushing, tracing the cane's handle with your tongue, making sure to keep your arms drawn in around your chest all the while so he can enjoy the sight of it held snug between your breasts.

Welt murmurs your name, and you offer him an innocent smile.

"Something wrong?"

"Not at all," he replies, eyes fixed directly on you, "Please, go on."

An understated reply- but you can tell you're finally inching past his iron-clad stoicism.

Your free hand runs up and down the length of the cane while your lips brush the tip in that same deliberately sensual way. Welt's jaw tightens. You shift the cane just slightly so that it's pressing between your thighs, and rock your lower body gently forward so it rubs lewdly against you. Immediately, you notice your lover practically digging his fingernails into the armrest, and you smile as you give a soft, moaning sigh. You let him watch like this for a while; your hips sway at a slow and erotic pace, and while one hand continues to hold onto Welt's cane, the other sneaks the fabric of you shirt upward just enough that he can clearly see you rubbing yourself against the staff. Your cunt is already warm and wet with arousal, and each pass slickens the cane just a little through your already-soaked panties.

With a flick of his fingers, he exerts the slightest pressure on the cane, adjusting its angle and rutting it more firmly against you. You inhale sharply, your eyes briefly unfocused, yet he only says,

"Make yourself cum."

You hardly notice the whimper you let out as you firmly, wantonly grind your wet cunt along his cane. The way he's holding your gaze makes your heart race. The stern furrow of his brow has dashed every thought from your mind but the desire to please him.

"I believe I understand your 'hint,' dearest," he speaks softly, but with a heat simmering just beneath the surface. His hand trails warm up the outer curve of your thigh, and he says, "You're trying to rile me up, is that it?"

Your face is warm and flush, and you nod as you watch him with dazed and unfocused eyes.

"Interesting. To what end, I wonder?"

As he speaks, Welt subtly moves the cane between your thighs, enhancing the strangely stimulating sensation of it grinding against your clit. Your hips move in time, matching his rhythm and urging you steadily closer to your climax. The tension winds tight in your belly, your lips part as you softly sigh and moan your lover's name.

"You're... always so co-composed..."

Welt considers your reply, never easing the pressure at your clit.

"And you would like to see me... less composed, I take it?" you nod, he hums softly, "I see."

"Welt," you whine, the pace of your hips slowing as your thighs begin to tremble, "Ohh... mmmh, g-gonna-!"

With a shaky breath and a shudder down your spine, your head tilts back as you cum on the shaft of Welt's cane. Fuck- it's so depraved, a rush you'd only imagined in the quiet of your private quarters late at night. Now, your body trembles as your climax makes your nerves tingle and your legs feel weak. You can't imagine how shameless you must look in this moment. Yet Welt doesn't say a word as his cane vanishes, and his arm wraps under your backside.

He stands in one swift movement, lifting you in his arms and carrying you towards his bed. Soon enough, you're laid beneath him, both wrists pinned down under one of his hands. If you'd had time to collect your thoughts, they'd already be scattered again; he's looking at you in a way you've never seen before. A ravenous way that's so unlike the gentle, rational gaze you know.

"You wanted to break my composure?" he draws near, his breath hot against your face. His hips press between your thighs, and you feel his cock, rock hard and straining against his trousers, rutting firm against your soaked-through panties, "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to restrain myself enough to carry out my work each day? How hard it is to maintain this composure around you?"

"You..." you can barely speak, your skin feels like it's burning, "It never seems like..."

"Perhaps I have been too reserved, in my desire not to unduly pressure you," his voice lowers to a near-growl, "But let me make this perfectly clear. I want you every time you return from a mission. When I see you're safe, and I see that glow, the way you shine when you've accomplished your goal- I want to take you then and there against the windows and watch the stars reflect in your eyes while I fill you."

"We-Welt, I-"

"I want you when I see you talking and laughing with the others, and I feel so fortunate to have you that I want to make you cry out my name, just to remind myself that you're truly mine."

"Welt..!" you're desperate with arousal, and each word only compounds your growing need for him.

"I want you when you wear a new outfit. I want you when I sketch you. I want you when I can't sleep at night," his lower body grinds against you, forcing a breathy moan from your throat as his cock throbs between your lower lips, "I want you now- so badly that I'm not certain I can be as gentle with you as I'd like."

You can't breathe. Can't think. There's nothing- nothing but this man and his body and his lust and his heat between your thighs.

"Please..." you whisper.

Welt discards his glasses on the floor beside the bed, then tugs his shirt over his head to follow. It's uncharacteristically rushed and careless of him. In fact, he can't even be bothered to finish undressing either of you; he simply opens the front of his trousers and works his throbbing-hard cock from his boxer briefs, then tugs your underwear down your legs so forcefully you think he might tear them. He supports himself with his forearm on the pillow beside your head, while his free hand positions his massive length at your entrance. You feel the heat of his crown nestled between your folds, the tip pressed torturously against you. He exerts the last of his restraint to hold there while he hooks his arm under your knee and pulls your leg upward, spreading your thighs wider. Then, with a groan that resolves into a sigh of relief, he pushes into you.

"Fuck-!" your gasp is barely audible. He begins thrusting his hips immediately. Gone is all of the careful foreplay meandering towards gentle love-making. Finally, at long last, Welt is fucking you, with all of his strength and passion. Already, your head is swimming, your eyes rolling back as his thick cock stretches you around him, driving deeper and deeper with every urgent push of his body against yours. Your shirt is scrunched up beneath you, a single button at your bust struggling to hold fast while Welt ravages you against the mattress. Then, his lips are on yours, and he's kissing you with deep, open-mouthed erotic kisses that couldn't be further from his usual gentlemanly technique. He's hungry for you, greedy for your body and your kiss, and ready to truly claim you at last.

You hadn't realized he wasn't pinning you down anymore until you felt your nails dragging down his back. His abdomen tightens with every thrust, his shoulder muscles rhythmically tense. Briefly, you wonder at how he's able to keep in such incredible shape at his age- but the insistent pounding of his cock at your very deepest point hardly gives the impression of a man flagging with years. The tinge of pain as he hits your core is wonderful, each spark of it lighting a new fire to build upon the last. It only compounds with the pleasure of him utterly filling you, stroking a thousand different sensitive spots that only he has ever reached. Your pussy clings and squeezes around him, yet your prior orgasm and this ecstatic thrill of him fucking you so deep and hard have you more than wet enough to take him with all of this new forceful intensity. You gasp and moan for him freely, and he echoes your name in reply with that low, rasping tone of his that makes you ache.

The primal rush of it all has left your mind blissfully vacant. Your free leg- the one not still being held spread over Welt's arm- wraps around his hip, or his thigh, or some part of him. Once he's kissed you dizzy, his lips travel to the column of your neck, and little blooms of pain and pleasure across your skin tell you he must be marking you fiercely. He's panting into the crook of your neck, his thrusts a bit faster, a bit more erratic.

"So good..." he groans, "So... damn good. Don't know... how much longer I can..."

"Issokay," you breathe out in a daze, your fingernails digging into his shoulder blades, "Me... t-too..."

Welt's body pitches forward, tilting you back on the bed as he buries himself in you to the root. His hips shift just a little, just enough to feel more of that exquisite friction. The pressure of him filling you so completely seems to travel up through your center, and when he gasps out your name and begins to cum inside of you, the powerful throbbing of his shaft sends ripples through your entire body. You cum just as he does, head spinning and crying aloud for him as he pumps his heat into your waiting cunt. His cock twitches, pulses with his release, and his head sinks down onto the pillow beside you as he releases your leg at last and wraps his arm instead around your midsection to hold you against him.

Seconds, maybe minutes pass in the blissful quiet of his bedroom. You each struggle to catch your breath, and you can hardly muster the strength to move your limbs. At last, Welt kisses you once more, briefly and sweetly, before slumping down onto the bed with you.

"Is that... What you had in mind?" Welt says with a subdued smile.

"uh-huh," you turn towards him on the bed, your fingertips idly grazing the line of his jaw, down towards his lips, "Though, it was way better in reality than I'd imagined."

Welt's smile broadens, a bit bashful. His arm wraps around your waist.

"I think, perhaps, we ought to spend some time... Trading notes."

"Oh?" you settle more closely against him, still fluttery and giddy inside.

"I would hazard a guess that you have a few more ideas and desires that we haven't yet discussed. I certainly have no complaints about being seduced," he nudges your chin up with a hand and kisses you, slowly and tenderly. When he parts from you, his voice is low once more, "But for now, I want to know everything I can about how to satisfy you, utterly and completely. If it pleases you, then... I won't hold back anymore."

#is cane humping a kink #are people into that #welt yang #welt x reader #welt yang x reader #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr smut #hsr x reader #honkai star rail smut #welt hsr #not sfw #x reader

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glowingbadger · 17 hours

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General update, as I'm working on a few things.

Got one of my kink prompts in the works- this time for Jeritza, who does not get enough love here or elsewhere tbh. I actually have one kicking around for Julian (The Arcana) but I'm a bit stuck on that one cause I haven't touched Arcana in foreeeeeever lol so I feel like I need to reread some of his route(s) before writing him- but I would like to get to it.

I'm also working on a thing of my own for Mr. Welt Yang, because I need to. I'm writing this damn thing and periodically having moments of befuddlement like "Is cane-based-foreplay a thing??? Is this going to do anything??? For anyone?????" and at this point I'm more just doing it to see if I can lmao. I've also never written Welt before, so we'll see if I manage to capture his voice properly. Also the internet tells me Welt is 6'3" and... hooo boy, I uh, need to spend some time..... thinking about that..... like I'm not even a tall-guy-chaser typically, height alone doesn't always do much for me, but goddamn, Daddy Yang.

As another heads-up, part of why I'm slow here lately is that I'm on another fanzine project! This one is particularly quirky lmao I'm working on two NSFW art pieces for a musical theatre-themed Fire Emblem zine! I'm very excited, but it's a lot of work. If y'all are curious about the project, their page is right here and I highly recommend checking it out. And if your curious about my art, my page is right here :3

#chatting #smut blog #writing blog #fire emblem #fire emblem smut #fe3h #jeritza von hrym #julian devorak #welt yang #hsr smut #honkai star rail #not sfw #fire emblem three houses #welt hsr

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glowingbadger · 2 days

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I never actually finished persona 4 but bro. I need dojima so bad it’s embarrassing 😔 I mean good fucking lord who can resist such a perfect DILF

DOJIMA

CAN

GET IT

GODDAMN I love that man lmao. Also go back and finish P4 this instant- that's your homework now. From your local... smut writing wine aunt I guess lmao.

Sometimes it's agony playing a Persona game and realizing that I want to put my tongue down an old man's throat but I am, in this universe, a teenage boy. Maybe some day I'll have the time/inspiration to write Reader-chan spoiling Dojima the way he deserves- helping him relax a bit and rewarding him for working so hard <3

#chatting #thirst posting #persona thirst posting #persona #persona 4 #p4 #p4g #persona 4 golden #not sfw #ryotaro dojima

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glowingbadger · 3 days

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FE Fates' sins are immense and numerable, but the greatest was unleashing this design upon my dilf-loving ass:

And then leaving the character himself as a virtual non-presence. My man only has supports with the player and his hypothetical future child and otherwise just exists as handsome set dressing. And yes, that's like 70% of Fates' cast but come on, look at him. I need him carnally.

(and frankly his supports with Corrin are weird as hell cause fym you were an administer to her parents when she was a baby and now you want to marry her goddamnit Fates can't you be normal for two fucking seconds-)

Point is, he should not be kissing Corrin, he should be kissing me. But I have, like, so little characterization of him to ever justify writing him, so. Here we are.

#chatting #thirst posting #fire emblem #fire emblem thirst posting #fire emblem fates #fe fates #yukimura fire emblem #feh #fire emblem heroes

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glowingbadger · 4 days

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I see that your commissions are closed but what if I don't set/specify a writing deadline 👀

Lmao I dunno if I should be given that kind of power haha but I'd be willing to chat about it, especially in a month or so as we get into summer. Folks can def feel free to DM me about this kinda stuff though, give me more of an idea of what you have in mind, and we can chat :)

Low key there's this commission someone wanted from me like.... A whiiiiiiile ago.... And I sort of fell off with it and feel awful about it.... But it's been sitting in my drive half finished and I'm still hoping I'll be able to finish and get it to them and just not charge them for it lol cause I hate being flakey like that....

#chatting #smut blog #writing blog #commissions #writing commissions #random

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glowingbadger · 4 days

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Listen, there's a lot of female farmer x bachelor(ette)s, but I need some for the male farmer. Biblically. It can be cute little headcannons (or nsft), because I just KNOW Hayley would decorate your hair with flowers whether you like it or not and Elliott treats you like a king (i love my malewife).

(just consolidating these for cohesion of theme lol)

Dear Friend Anon, I will first say that I don't have requests open at the moment- but as for my off-the-cuff, casual thoughts, y'all gotta know that Elliott is just the supreme master of oral of all varieties and genders lol. The thing is, I think in his case it's not so much a matter of "natural talent," so much as supreme and consistent devotion. He's detail oriented and focused- if there's something in particular you like, a particular stroke of his tongue, somewhere that's extremely sensitive, a certain pace or firmness you prefer, you best bet he's going to memorize it like a poem and recite it for you every night.

As for handcuffs, I have some more quirky thoughts about our dear Elliott; I think he's certainly open minded about kink, but I don't see rougher or more power-dynamic focused ones speaking to him in a powerful way. THAT SAID, the romance and artistry and intensity of something like shibari, or having silk ribbons wrapped around his wrists or blindfolding him? That, I think he could get obsessed with. I've always seen Elliott as really enjoying sensory play, and the variety of sensations that lovers can discover together. Hell, just discussing it with you or writing a short guilty-pleasure scenario out either in his head or on paper will have him just burning for you, eager to try out the new kink that's seized his imagination~

As for xMale Reader stuff, I dunno, I feel like there's probably something to be said about women's lusts and general participation in matters of sexual desire historically being demonized and stifled, and "silly woman books" being a safe haven for sexual exploration in that kind of societal environment, leading to a far larger audience of fem-socialized people engaging with written pornography, but eh. I'm no anthropologist. I'm just glad that because my husband isn't aroused at all by reading smut, it makes him a phenomenal beta-reader for me lmao

#chatting #thirst posting #sdv #stardew valley #sdv thirst posting #stardew valley thirst posting #elliott sdv #elliott stardew valley #not sfw

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glowingbadger · 7 days

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You've said earlier that mind break is a kink you'd like to explore here at some point, and I'm curious what kind you mean when you say that, because that can cover a lot.

I have a feeling its the kind where someone is pleasured so much, so intensely, and so long, or any combo of the three, that they kinda can't do conscious thought anymore, and are just over the moon about it, rather than the kind thats pretty noncon. Because yknow, consent sexy.

That first kind is definitely my favorite because it plays so well into very enthusiastically consented to stuff where both people really want it, especially when they both talk about it in dirty talk is just *chef's kiss.* I also feel like it definitely goes with your whole size kink and size difference kink because porn logic of "this dragon man has a huge dick and that feels indescribably amazing" instead of ow, I have organs there.

Plus, after the sex, there can be such a great intensity contrast of that kind of sex, to sweet cuddling and kissing and making sure everyone is okay and happy.

So for my end, I'll say that the full spectrum of mind break appeals to me, just in different ways- I'm someone who feels that there's very little subject matter that's completely off-limits in fiction and art, but that it needs to be tagged and forewarned properly so that no one accidentally finds themselves stumbling into content they're not comfortable with or that may be harmful to them. Hence why I've got some Yandere content here, but I always tag the shit out of it and add plenty of content warnings lol.

But as for the fully-consensual, "it's so good I can't think straight holy fuck oh god this is incredible the dick is so good it's melting my brain" variety of mind break, it's incredible shit to be sure!! Especially with my penchant for monster-fucking-adjacent men and restrained men who eventually break and have to ravage you. And you're so right that the size-kink aspect of this plays so well~ (trust, I absolutely write my size kink in the "this foot-long dragon cock somehow both fits inside of me without causing fatal damage to my insides and is also mind-numbingly pleasurable and only a bit painful" because I'm an adult who actually fucks and when I ignore realistic biology I do so with full knowledge and intent lmao when my porn is unrealistic it is on purpose)

There's also a version of 'mind break' that I find so fun that's sort of a more playful version of the fully-consented-to variety, where Reader-chan is just being teasingly stubborn about admitting how good it feels and trying so hard not to cum just to be a little bratty, but our man is absolutely determined to break through that facade and make you cum until your eyes roll back and you have to admit to him, loud and clear, exactly how good he makes you feel. There are just so many lovely flavors of mind break along the spectrum, it's so fun to play with :3

#chatting #thirst posting #smut blog #writing blog #smut writing #mind break #mind break kink #tw mind break

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glowingbadger · 18 days

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You’re telling me you DONT want to fix SDV’s Alex? No one else is capable 😭

LISTEN okay so conceptually, I one million percent agree with you- Alex needs his gorgeous Reader-chan to fuckin' sort him out and I stand by that. And I adore that every Alex-fucker I've ever met is unabashedly on team "I can and will fix him." But here's what you need to understand- it's something I've only recently started to fully understand about myself. My taste in men is "he could fix me probably. With his penis and a stern lecture." Which is why my massive authority kink applies to, like, priests and professors and bosses but not cops

But hey, maybe one of these days I'll have the motivation to write Alex as the whiny, barely restrained bottom or desperate-to-please service top he was always meant to be, but we'll see lol trying not to push and/or guilt myself as much these days.

#chatting #thirst posting #sdv #alex sdv #stardew valley #alex stardew valley #sdv thirst posting #not sfw #sdv x reader #sdv smut

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glowingbadger · 20 days

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you can hump it

thank god

#I want to print and frame this ask #pure poetry tbh #this is about welt yangs cane btw #welt yang #welt hsr #honkai star rail #chatting #random #smut blog #not sfw #writing blog #smut writing #hsr thirst posting

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glowingbadger · 20 days

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The urge to write smut containing sex acts with Welt Yang's cane.... But not knowing, as a HSR-only Welt enjoyer, if that's even viable, since his cane is like a manifestation of his gravity powers or something???? HSR fucking REFUSES to fill in the gaps for me on this man's backstory so I don't Even know if Reader-chan can fellate his cane without getting a black hole to the face.

#save me four hour YouTube lore vid #let me hump the old man's cane #welt yang #welt hsr #welt yang smut #welt x reader #hsr #honkai star rail #not sfw #thirst posting #hsr thirst posting #chatting #hsr smut

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glowingbadger · 26 days

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On a related note, this is the most arousing character description I have ever read (yes this is a photo of my tablet screen don't @ me)

Gallagher can get it so bad, there absolutely WILL be smut of this man, mark my words.

Mindlessly scrolling just to get slammed with a one -two-punch of "oh that's me"

These sentiments account for an enormous portion of what I post here tbh

#chatting #thirst posting #hsr #honkai star rail #gallagher hsr #gallagher honkai star rail #smut blog #writing blog #smut writing

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glowingbadger · 27 days

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Something that's been on my brain for a super long time that (as stupid as this is) actually feels like a major confession to finally write out-

There's a solid handful of fandoms at this point that I mostly haven't added to my "official" list because I don't want to be absolutely inundated with Asks about The One Guy lmao. Like, I feel like if I add BG3 to my fandoms, this will become an Astarion blog unless I ignore a LOT of people, for instance. Like no shade intended whatsoever, but there have been phases where I've had to filter out a ton of stuff about Dimitri Fire Emblem because like... guys I'm sorry but he's like the most popular video game anime man of all time, what can I possibly add to the conversation here, there's 8,453,450,970 longfics about him already lmao

Conversely, there's a couple fandoms where I'm the one who only gives a shit about one or maybe two characters- like HSR, where I genuinely do not care about basically any man other than Welt Yang (Gallagher looks very promising tho). Same with SDV, where Elliott outclasses everyone else so significantly for me that it took POWERFUL brainworms for me to write one(1) fic about anyone else (Shane is also a very good boy).

So I guess what I'm rambling on about here is that I want to find a way to still indulge in the things that I love, without feeling pressured to spend all kinds of time and creative energy on requests that are actually just draining to me, just because I feel pressured to please other people by giving the popular characters attention. And it's not even that I don't like the popular characters- I absolutely do (mostly)! I just feel so much less motivated to write for them when there's already so much out there for them and I'm so much more intrigued by the potential of characters who haven't been as thoroughly explored.

I have a sneaking suspicion that this is one of those things that a lot of writers don't even think about, let alone feel compelled to explain, because "writer writes what they enjoy writing" is such a cold take and should be a given, but my OCD brain is like "I have to explain everything so people don't think I'm a selfish, bad person, everyone needs to know the 20-page explanation I have in my mind for every decision I make at all times"

#chatting #random #smut blog #writing blog #smut writing #fandom

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glowingbadger · 28 days

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Mindlessly scrolling just to get slammed with a one -two-punch of "oh that's me"

These sentiments account for an enormous portion of what I post here tbh

#random #chatting #smut blog #writing blog #smut writing #not sfw

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glowingbadger · 30 days

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hello! can i request body worship and seteth 💕

that dragon man of cloth dilf makes me act up so badly, I want to spoil and pamper him so bad- SETETH LET ME LOVE YOU !!!!!!!!

I need a Seteth break goddamnit let's DO IT Seriously all of my prompts having to do with him are always a thousand times easier and more engaging for me than for most other charracters lmao I'm done pretending I don't play favorites

For the record I'm pretty sure I ended up filtering out a few Body Worship requests because I just got so many and it's a pretty vanilla kink even by the standards of that list lmao (those two factors are probably very related) but I kept a couple for my fav and/or less commonly requested characters

Reader-chan ended up pretty talkative in this one lol but that's because Seteth needs to be told how hot he is, and that's that.

Seteth (FE3H) x GN!Reader

Kink prompts list #2 - body worship

NSFW 18+

Your thighs fit snug around Seteth's hips as you straddle him on his bed, then press your bare body flush to his and kiss him. He groans into your mouth when your tongue eagerly meets his, and while he seems surprised by your aggressive advances, it's not long before his fingers are dragging through your hair while his free hand grips hard at your hip. You've learned by now that Seteth can be passionate- practically ferocious, under the right circumstances, and tonight you want him urgently.

Your fingernails drag down his torso from above his undershirt, and his breeches barely contain the potent throbbing of his growing member against you. His fingers tighten in your hair, guiding your head aside so he can kiss down the side of your throat.

"You are... enthusiastic tonight, my love," he whispers to you, lips lingering close enough that you can feel the graze of his beard on your skin.

"Of course I am," you say, "I've been thinking about this ever since training today. You don't often join routine training with the others," you go on, your tone unabashedly lustful as you nip at the shell of his pointed ear, "It's a rare treat to get to watch you like that- and I know I wasn't the only one looking."

He scoffs, turning his head and muttering,

"Dearest, that's..."

"Objectively correct?" you retort playfully, lifting yourself over him enough to get a clear look at his face, while not relieving any of the pressure of your lower body against his.

"That's not- it's, it's patently ridiculous..!" the hand not occupied at your hip shyly covers his mouth, and he refuses to meet your eye. You've seen Seteth flustered plenty of times by now- it's not hard to do, when he keeps himself so tightly wound -but this bashfulness is new. You smile, an eyebrow slightly quirked.

"Seteth," you say with play-admonishment, "Do you seriously not know that you're incredibly handsome?"

He's silent for a moment, then exhales and says with his gaze still stubbornly averted,

"I... have not considered my physical appearance often, these past centuries. Aside from maintaining a level of decorum given my station, and the obvious need to conceal some things," you nod, knowing he's referring to the ears you find so charming, "I suppose that as long as you are pleased, the rest is... immaterial."

"Well, I am certainly pleased," you say while you indulgently run your hands down the front of his body, feeling how his muscles tense beneath his shirt, "But now I think I need to help you realize just how attractive you actually are."

"My love..."

You take his hand in yours, and hold it cradled against your cheek for a moment.

"To start, I adore your hands," your touch is gentle as your fingers trace the strong but elegant line up his forearms to his hands, enjoying the handsome veins and contours of them. Seteth's complexion is dyed pink as he watches you with rapt attention, and you kiss his each of his fingers in turn.

"You're always so good to me with them, too," you say, and when your tongue circles his fingertip and your teeth offer him a single playful nip, you feel his cock throb at your inner thigh. Slowly, so he can watch, you kiss down his palm to his inner wrist, where you grant him one more teasing bite. His brow furrows, and he breathes out your name like a secret- like a blasphemy he might conceal even from the Goddess herself. Still, your focus is unwavering.

Your hands run down his arms, and you can feel his hair stand on end with each inch you pass over.

"Your arms are so strong, I love that you can hold me, pin me down, position me however you like- you make it look effortless."

"It feels effortless," he says, his voice low and laden with lust, "when you make me desire you so fervently."

"Mmm, but you're even more sexy when you exert yourself," your grin becomes ever more coy, and you wiggle your hips just enough to rut yourself against his sizeable erection.

"Sexy?" he utters a dismissive sound like a short laugh, though his face is a dark and ruddy red now. It's a foreign sounding word, in his voice, and you wonder if he's ever spoken it before.

"Extremely sexy," you reply, and now you run your hands warm along his chest. You enjoy the swell of the pectoral muscles you'd stolen glances at earlier that day, when the lightweight shirt he'd worn for training had clung there to his sweat dewed skin. "I almost didn't want the others seeing you like that at training. But then, I do like to brag about you, so maybe it's not so bad."

"De- Dearest, surely you don't-"

"You didn't think soldiers talk about the weather over our post-battle drinks, did you?" you smile sweetly as you open the remaining lower buttons of his undershirt and push his clothes out of the way.

"Well, certainly not but-"

"I love the looks on their faces when I tell them about how gorgeous your body is. Your chest..." you trail a single finger down the central line of his torso as you speak, "Your abs... all of these beautiful old scars... and aaaall the way down to this wonderful little trail of hair," Seteth shivers as your fingernail drags down the line of hair from his lower stomach leading down below the hem of his pants. Then, without a word, you tug the front of those breeches down and free his towering manhood, throbbing and crowned with a touch of precum. You run your hand tenderly up its length, admiring its sheer mass, the heat of it in your palm, the bulging veins. It's obvious how your words have provoked him, and the realization only encourages you further.

"And this cock- Goddess, Seteth, do you even know how many men would give anything to be half your size?"

"That's- well, given my, er, unique heritage, it's hardly- that is, my size is more typical of men of my kind," self-consciousness has him babbling, and you hold back a laugh. If he weren't so desirable, he'd be utterly adorable. You watch him with both lust and adoration as you stroke up and down the length of his shaft, pumping his cock steadily until you see his lips slightly part and his breath start to quicken.

"Darling, please," he says, his eyes shining with earnest desire, "I am not certain how much more of this I can endure..."

"Oh?" you sweetly laugh, rubbing your thumb in firm circles around his tip until you feel it slicken with even more precum, "You're surprisingly weak to flattery."

"Only from you."

He inhales slowly as you release his cock and shift forward on his lap. Seteth is nothing if not an expert in restraint, yet you catch the way his hands flex tight at your hips when you settle with his throbbing member snug against your lower body. You're well aware- by the time he starts showing outward signs of impatience, he's near delirious with need for you, fighting the urge to ravish you completely. But you're not satisfied just yet. He needs to know the extent of your longing for him, how positively alluring he is, how his body drives you mad with lust.

Your hands travel tantalizingly back up his tight musculature as you lean down over him once more and comb your fingers into his hair as your lips lightly brush his.

"That's good," you murmur softly, "because I'm not nearly done worshiping my favorite Saint."

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