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camillenrose · 10 months
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I'd like to get more involved in the writeblr and artblr community, but am (sadly) a very shy individual. So please, if any of the following fits your wip's or your interests and you'd like to talk, interact with this post, so I can find you. <3
 • a diverse cast (poc, lgbtqia+, disabled and/or mentally ill mc's)
• a love for redemption and/or corruption arcs
• slowburn romances/friendships/dynamics (I love the disliked to I trust you completely pipeline that takes years and years)
• philosophical themes
• dark fantasy/sci-fi wip's, or contemporary/historical stories that deal with the problems individuals/societies face
• a love for world building, especially when it comes to magic systems, religions and cultures
• complicated relationship webs and group dynamics 
• morally ambiguous characters, character driven stories and/or character arcs that go deep into their psychology 
• Bonus points if you illustrate your work, I love you, you can do it!!! (lets suffer together)
Also, everyone in general who wants to talk about writing/reading, scream about their oc's or would like to do some reading challenges together! 🌻
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Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader - Fluff oneshot about being married and wanting babies
a little over 1k words, A fluff piece about Katsuki wanting a baby and wanting it NOW. Slightly spicy at the end, like paprika levels of spice (AGED UP THOUGH DON'T COME FOR ME). Give me your requests/comments, I love hearing from you people!
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"Wifey..." Katsuki grumbled, his face buried into your neck, his thumb gently rubbing the plush skin of your stomach up and down. One arm was wrapped around your waist, the other straight beneath your head, and the man himself was spooning you. It was early in the morning, 7:13 to be exact, and he had just woken up. He was still in his black tank top and boxers, It was basically his summertime uniform when it came to sleepwear. What could he say? He was a simple man.
The sun was shining in through the blinds, dappling the neat and tidy room with rays of light, inviting the both of you out of bed. It was a Saturday, the only day Katsuki took completely off (and only because you made him promise to), but unfortunately he woke up at around the same time he would be heading to work.
This pissed him off, especially because he had been up late staring at the ceiling thinking, but once he was up, he was up, and now he had to make it your problem. Your slow breath and heart beat was comforting, sure, but so were your kisses, and your smile, and he wanted that so he would have it. Besides, he had something to talk to you about.
When you didn't rise from his gentle approach, he grumbled and growled, already losing patience. He decided to nibble on your neck, right at the base where it met your shoulder. His tongue gently pressed against the skin, before his teeth pushed a little harder against you. He wasn't going to draw blood, he wasn't going to actually hurt you, but he wanted you up and awake.
You groaned, it was his sharp canines that woke you, but you were already used to his tactics and just waved it off. "Katsuki...Go back to bed..." you mumbled, pushing your face into your pillow and shifting a little in his arms so the blanket covered you even more. "You know I can't," He argued, his voice low and husky from the lack of use yet.
Biting won't work? Fine then. He slipped his muscled arm out from beneath your head, sliding it under your body and meeting his other hand around your waist. Suddenly, he flipped over fast, his version of a death roll. You yelped in surprise, your head falling onto what used to be his pillow, but once you registered what happened you sat up with a pissed look on your face.
"Ok, I'm up! What is so goddamn important that you have to do all that?" He sat up with you, resting his weight on one elbow and grinning. He loved when you were mad, something about it made him twice as attracted to you. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your cheek and grumbling, "I love you, Wifey." You had been married for 3 years and together for 8, he knew a thing or two about calming you down and making you happy. It worked and you knew it, your cheeks heating and your furrowed brow smoothing.
"W-well...You don't need to wake me up just to tell me that," you scoffed, trying to stay mad but ending up much calmer than before. "I didn't wake you up just for that, dumbass."
Your entire relationship, from acquaintances to spouses, he's called you that. It was to the point that in both of your vocabularies it was practically equal to the word "darling" or "baby," reserved for only the two of you and meant as a term of affection.
"Well what was it for," you asked with a peeved yet inquisitive voice, rubbing your eyes and laying back down to face him. he stayed sitting partially up, his hand grasping at your waist and pulling you close to him. He loved looking at you, seeing the little expressions you made, seeing all those pretty features so specific to you.
"Lets make a brat," He announced, grinning so widely that you'd think he was the Cheshire cat. He was never shy about his thoughts, always believing that beating around the bush got no one anywhere, but his frankness surprised you here.
You paused, your stunned expression amusing him, until finally you said, "W- Uh, R-Right now???" it was silent for a beat, before he burst out laughing at the fact that your first thought was the baby making and not the actual baby.
"No, idiot, not unless you wanna," he teased, planting a kiss on your forehead before placing his chin on your scalp as he pulled you against him. "Nah, I just thought...y'know...maybe it'd be time..." He seemed nervous bringing this up, and rightfully so. it was a delicate topic, and one the two of you hardly touched on. You always wanted kids, and he knew that, but he also knew that timing was everything.
"Well...we are pretty stable right now, financially...and our jobs are pretty flexible, too..." You seemed to be thinking it over. You yourself were on special call with the hero agency, meaning you had a good salary but only worked on special occasions because of the nature of your quirk, and Katsuki had an even better salary and could call off whenever necessary because his squad was reliable enough to take care of things while he was gone. finally, after what he felt was years, you smiled up at him.
"We should have a baby," you giggled, and he couldn't help but smile. You pushed him over, forcing him to lay on his back as you peppered his face with kisses. One of his hands rested on the small of your back, the other gripping your upper thigh as you straddled him. As you kissed his cheek, a thought occurred to you, one that got you too curious to ignore. "How long have you been wanting this, anyway?"
He shrugged, sitting straight up and holding you in his lap. "Dunno," He mumbled. What a bad liar. You gave him that look, the one that meant he wasn't being slick, and he blushed red. "Shut up," he groaned, his hand rubbing up and down your sides mindlessly.
"I haven't said anything," you remarked, which caused his eyes to narrow a little. "Yeah you did, with that dumb face," he countered. "Listen, I promise that whatever it is, I won't judge!" You were begging at this point, and he found that adorable.
He thought about your words, his lips pressing together as he contemplated. finally, he sighed and turned away, muttering, "It's cause you were doin' the dishes..." The dishes? you always did the dishes. He could see your confusion on your face, so he was quick to explain.
"You just looked so damn cute, and it made me think about you... bein' my lil housewife..." he pressed his face into your neck, the last of his words being muffled. You knew he liked the domestic stuff, like when you cooked and cleaned, but you didn't know he liked it enough to put a baby in you. "But Kat, I'm basically already your housewife," you laughed, the heat of his face radiating against your skin.
"Well yeah, but not with kids." Don't get him wrong, he liked splitting the chores, and he was happy with you having your own job and money, but he also liked you doing household things. It wasn't about you doing the "womanly roles" either, and more about you just doing things at home. It was something he and only he got to see, something intimate, and he wanted more of it.
"I thought you said you didn't like kids," you pointed out, an amused tone in your voice. "It's different. Our kids will be the best kids." The idea made you a little giddy too, Katsuki playing with their kids, looking at them the way he looked at you, like they were the most important things in the whole wide world.
"Your offer still good," he asked, regaining his confidence as his voice lowered a little. "What offer," you asked as he pulled back from your neck and smirked mischievously at you. "To make 'em right now," he chuckled, watching as your eyes widened and your lips curved into a nervous smile. "what? Gotta get started as soon as possible, right?"
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Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it, I just love the domestic crap, I live for it lol.
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rhyaxxyn · 3 months
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a writeblr resurrection
my name is rhyannyn, and i'm looking to get more involved into the writeblr community after a lengthy hiatus of getting myself and my works in order. i'm always willing to follow new people, and reconnect with writeblrs i knew a few years ago when i was consistently on tumblr (going as kennedy :b)
if you write any of the following, are intrigued by any of the following, or just want to hang out and rip my OCs apart (i've got a list of where you should start, by the way) please feel free to follow and I will follow back. i'm really looking to find writeblrs right now who blogs are focused on writing, as i always love finding new things to read, and new stories to support :)
tragic characters--characters who see no way out, characters who are icarus coded and sisyphus coded AND antigone coded, characters caged by their duty and love and faith and it destroys them
in turn, complex characters with really rich backgrounds
stories influenced by slavic cultures (polish heritage plays a large part in one of my fantasy cultures)
queer fantasy stories by queer voices
FANTASY! CONTEMPORARY FANTASY! SCIFI FANTASY! DARK FANTASY! HIGH FANTASY! URBAN FANTASY! I WILL SCROUNGE THE FLOORS FOR FANTASY AND GORGE MYSELF ON IT!
stories that are anti-colonizer. i like seeing indigenous people win, and i love stories with irish, native american, sammi, and kurdish influences. i like seeing characters cling to who they are and old gods and kind ways while colonizers try to take it away, and i like seeing indigenous people prevail.
worldbuilding with a major focus on family values, religion, and magic.
any and all things dark
slowburn lovers, slowburn friendships, slowburn found family. make it teeth-gritting and loving and heart gouging. i will devour it.
characters who are hurt and traumatized and it isn't the end. characters in the dark who keep going even when there isn't any light in sight.
all things divine and demonic and grimy. i have a taste for violence as long as it serves a purpose to the story and isn't done just for fun
this is a list of things i write, and what i particularly love to read in literature, but i'm willing to follow any writeblrs and hopefully connect with some new and old accounts!
again, i've been off of tumblr for an official two years now (yes my bad, but alas i had the strangest hyperfixation on the job i despise and totally disappeared), but i am holding myself by the throat and forcing myself to resurrect because i am trying to publish a book right now!
oh and my wip page sucks. please avoid it at all costs while i try to edit it :3
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pumpkinsplots · 9 months
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Writeblr Intro
Hello, writeblr! I finally caved and got tumblr, mostly because I love rambling about my wips and hearing other people ramble about theirs and all of that lovely stuff, so this seemed like a great platform to do that. With that being said, I plan on posting about my wips and ocs, as well as art related to those things, so if that interests you at all, I’d love to see you stick around. Also feel free to call me either Pumpkin or Maria, it’s entirely up to you!
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About my writing
I’ve found that I really enjoy writing in a variety of genres, so hopefully at least one of my wips will tickle your fancy. Though I’d say a common thing for me is that I really like to world build, so my wips tend to be sci-fi, fantasy, or magical realism of some variety. Anything where I can put my own spin on the setting is something I’m bound to enjoy writing about.
I write in third person, usually with multiple povs, and I really enjoy character driven stories.
I often like to have a wide variety of ages in the cast, and if I had to pick a favorite trope it would be found family, so that’s usually present to some degree in my stuff.
Tonally, I always include light-hearted moments here and there, even if the wip is very bleak. It provides some levity, and I think it makes the painful stuff hit a lot harder. This is probably partially why I put some thought into each character’s sense of humor.
Most of my wips are geared towards older teens and adults, but I’ll get more into content warnings when I talk about each individually, because it really varies.
I’m one of those writers that kills off a lot of characters, so this is your warning not to get attached /j
I’m demisexual, so at least one character being on the ace spectrum is like a requirement for me at this point.
I’m a plantser, and pretty bad at staying motivated to actually finish first drafts.
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About my wips
Falling Up
Falling Up is a sci-if story set in the future where Earth is a utopia where inhabitants experience little to no hardships throughout their lives. The deceased are replaced with AI created to replicate them, and everything is automated to the point where people no longer need to work to make a living. This lack of struggle results in dull, perfect lives and skewed morals. The people crave entertainment, even if it means making others suffer for it. Quasdom, a miniature man made planet initially intended to be used to separate deviants from the rest of the perfect society, is used as a catalyst for entertainment. The people of Quasdom believe that those on Earth are superior to them, and that Earth is a place where any wish can come true. This leads to the tourney, a death game between groups of ten on Quasdom, being viewed similarly to winning the lottery. The winning team gets to go to Earth, after all. Being chosen for the tourney is the luckiest thing that can happen to you. There’s no hard feelings between participants, death is completely painless, and the afterlife will welcome any participants to a better life than they previously had. There’s nothing to fear, so smile and put on a show.
A large cast and lots of character deaths
An exploration of why we get so attached to fictional characters, and how fiction can have an impact on reality
Probably going to be a trilogy
Content warnings include language, some unsettling themes, depictions of mental health issues, and generally things that are more psychological. Despite it being a death game, there’s no gore, like at all. The people on Earth may be desensitized, but they aren’t accustomed to seeing blood, so the tourney is designed with that in mind
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Facade
Facade is set in a world where the living world and the spirit world coexist. Due to some actions by the main antagonist, about 20 years prior to the current story, spirits started getting aggressive and sort of going haywire. They possess any person they can, turning the individual into an uncontrollable killing machine. The best defense to this was the invention of a certain kind of mask that prevents possession, and masks quickly became widespread. Since there’s no known way to reverse spiritual possession, the only solution is to kill those that are unfortunate enough to meet that fate. A group led by an anonymous vigilante known as K9 seek to find a way to reverse possession. Many enemies are made along the way, and there are countless obstacles to face.
Its setting is based on Singapore and set in the 90s, though there are many creative liberties taken
The wip is currently pretty no plot just vibes
Themes about individuality vs equality
Content warnings include language and some sexual content
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Facade: After Dark
While Facade is currently no plot just vibes, developing the characters led to me thinking of the plot for a prequel. Is it a self-indulgent novella about two of the characters I love? Yes, absolutely. In summary, it’s a romance novella about the the relationship of Leijing and Iris, and their struggles in navigating the wild world of Facade. They have vastly different upbringings and experiences, but their differences bring them together in more ways than one.
I have so much backstory for this pre-established couple and I couldn’t think of a good way to incorporate it into the main story without cutting a bunch of it, so boom it’s a prequel now
I’ve found that working on a wip that’s more low stakes and simple is really fun—I tend to get stressed about my more ambitious plots, so this wip is a great change of pace
Leijing is demisexual with little interest in anything sex related and Iris is an omnisexual sex worker, and the story explores how a world obsessed with all things sex can effect both more sex-negative and sex-positive people
Content warnings include language, explicit sexual content, and potentially triggering subject matters. This is my only wip where it’s strictly 18+!
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Lights Out
Sunlight is the essence of life. Without it, the world would wither away. However, a dangerous new life form of unknown origin festers in the light. With long, elegant glimmering limbs, high intelligence, picturesque precision, and a craving for flesh, these organisms pose a major threat to humanity. But for some odd reason, these creatures refuse to step into any area where the sun doesn’t touch. Much of humanity takes to the shadows, building elaborate underground tunnels for civilizations and doing what humans do best—using their resources and ingenuity to adapt.
Has two protagonists that butt heads but start to develop a father daughter dynamic. A young adult girl who’s from the underground and unknowingly part of a cult, and an older man with one leg who’s so stubborn he’d rather fight and die than flee to the darkness
Lots of creepy cult imagery and themes about religious trauma
So much banter of course
Content warnings include language, disturbing imagery, and gore
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If you’ve made it this far, thanks for reading! Asks, comments, tag games, and messages are always appreciated, and I’d love to hear about your wips as well!
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withlovelunette · 1 year
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writeblr introduction!
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I really want to make writer friends so I’ve recently decided to involve myself more in the online space! Feel free to interact with the post if you’re a writing/writing craft blog so I can give you a follow!
About my writing / favourite genres to read
- Fairytales and folklore are very central in both my own writing and what I enjoy to read.
- Literary fiction with morally grey or even morally reprehensible characters.
- Mythology incorporated into the story.
- Classic and gothic literature are also some of my favourites to read!
- Fantasy (usually classics) and sci-fi, though I don’t write a lot of sci-fi myself.
- Not much of a romance reader, but I enjoy a good romance subplot and period pieces, as well as queer themes!
- Steampunk settings :)
About myself
I’m a norwegian-icelandic writer, but I primarily write in english. I’m a huge book lover and folklore enthusiast, to the point where I’m currently studying it in university. I’m also an artist in my spare time, and have an interest in philosophy, psychology and (personality) typology! I’m game tag friendly and more than happy to talk about writing craft and personal projects. Hopefully I’ll be able to make posts about my WIPs one day, but I’m hoping to make some friends on here regardless!
Updated with WIPs list!
Matryoshka Doll & Wooden Soldiers (WIP)
A fairytale retelling of The Nutcracker and the Mouse King! Tag: #md&ws
Animal Arbiter (WIP)
A gothic folk-horror novella! Tag: #animal arbiter
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ethanwylan · 7 months
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writeblr intro!!!!!
hello hello hello!
welcome to my new writeblr!
i am not new to tumblr, i’ve been a user for many years but have never fully ventured into the creative/writer spaces of this platform. but i decided that now is the time to put my silly words out there!
my name is ethan, im a 19 year old english major and former freelance writer. i am queer and trans and would love to follow more queer writers!
- currently, i am trying to get back into writing (specifically fiction) because i am not very well practiced right now
- AND (!!!!) i recently began brainstorming what might become my very first novel! i am in the very very very beginning stages but yeah! i wanted to make this blog so i could document the plotting/drafting process of my first major project!
- the idea is very rough right now, but basically its gonna be a speculative fiction/fantasy about witches and magic and haunted mansions and talking to ghosts and such! its very very much in the ideas stage so nothing set in stone, but i think if i share updates and stuff on here i can hold myself accountable and find motivation to begin writing this book for nanowrimo! (thats my goal)
- i mainly write poetic prose and personal essays and such these days, though like i said im looking to get into writing fiction: fantasy/mystery/magical realism/romance…. just all kinds of magical and beautiful fiction! i have experience in technical writing as well tho so yeah lol
- as i work on plotting this idea, i also want to use all those lovely prompts that are so abundant on tumblr to practice my fictional prose and just writing overall.
- i will most likely be posting some bits of my brainstorming/drafting process as well as any random stuff that i write to practice. so if you want to see anything like that, follow me!
i am totally down to hear all about your current WIPs and would love to build a silly little community of creative people!
if you’re a writeblr, i will follow back! i really want this blog to be a space for all things writing, and i hope you will join me on my journey :)
until next time,
- eeefhan (092423)
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athenswrites · 8 months
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Writeblr Community Reach Out
HEY! I recently posted my new intro (which you should totally check out) but wanted to make a direct reach out to other blogs.
Interact this if you write, especially any scifi, superheroes, horror, thriller, futuristic, queer, or content adjacent to those! Feel free to tell me about your wips in the reblogs and tags and add me to any tag lists you have! It keeps me engaged with y'all's projects.
I'm also super tag game friendly so don't be afraid to tag me in things!
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viscerawrites · 3 months
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viscerawrites ; writeblr intro
FOLLOW ME BETWEEN THE JAWS OF FATE. [vore - sleep token]
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Hey yall!! My name is Cassian (he/him) and I'm 20 years old. I was on here as @mybodyisaflowerbed but tumblr nuked my main blog on that account so I'm over here now!
I write.., a lot of different things haha, usually along the lines of fantasy and/or contemporary! I also write a lot of fanfiction, but I probably won't talk about those projects here unless I'm explicitly asked.
I am a fiend for music; metal is my favorite overarching genre (I'm terrible with subgenres tho lol) and I love to use my favorite songs and bands as inspiration for my writing.
That's about all I have to say for myself right now. My current original projects are listed below! (PS; my main blog is @bathedinbleach and that's where all likes/follows will come from!)
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main wip list
mouth of the wolf, eyes of the lamb •/ fantasy/romance. (tag: wolf mouth lamb eyes) | intro here
A man sacrificed to a werewolf in the woods is saved by the very being he's meant to be eaten by. They fall in love.
darcy goes to hell •/ dark fantasy. (tag: darcy) | intro here
Darcy Brisben is fifteen years old when she goes to Hell.
the hollows in our minds •/ fantasy w/ horror elements. (tag: thiom) | intro here
A woman who collects other people's memories is intrigued by the case of nine friends who have mysteriously disappeared. She launches her own investigation, only to uncover a dark, forgotten history.
operation get it right •/ fantasy/supernatural. (tag: get it right) | intro here
A small group of amateur ghost hunters and magic tamers are forced to face their own pasts as their supernatural pursuits lead to more and more devastating revelations.
i dream i die •/ contemporary. (tag: dream i die) | intro tbd
Centers around the story of a woman whose only escape from an abusive relationship is what she believes to be vivid daydreams (but is, in actuality, alternate timelines of her life).
the spiritspeakers •/ contemporary/supernatural. (tag: spiritspeak) | intro tbd
Three grown siblings who have each had unique experiences with the supernatural are pushed back together when they realize that their baby sister is a natural born psychic medium.
our souls on fire •/ urban fantasy/romance. (tag: our souls on fire) | intro tbd
A series centering around soulmate relationships in an urban fantasy world.
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Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader - smut oneshot about makin' babies
MDNI!
The last domestic post I made kinda got really popular, and I love that trope so much I thought I'd make another one! smut this time, though.
warnings: reader is afab and presents as female/feminine, Penetrative sex, breeding, reader is (or was) on birth control, a sprinkle of degradation, and lots and lots of cursing
smut starts at the *
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bang
the door to your shared home in the suburbs swung open, scary for most but completely normal, if not comforting for you. "Wifey! I'm home," Katsuki called out gruffly, removing his gauntlets, tossing his mask off, practically ripping off his shoes, and crashing onto the very expensive couch with his dirty, sooty hero suit. By the time you walked in, his arms were tucked behind his head, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was pushed into a scowl as he awaited his pampering.
He opened one eye, glancing at you before shutting it again. "Took you long enough," he grumbled, his way of saying he missed you dearly. "um, excuse me, but what are you doing on the couch in that," you asked, annoyance lacing your tone as you put your hands on your hips. You were wearing his old T-shirt from high school, black with a white skull in the center, along with underwear as bottoms.
"I'm tired, I've been savin' lives all day, Just lemme relax" he scoffed, not moving an inch. "You know you're the one cleaning that, right?" He rolled his eyes, sighing and sitting up. "I'd be cleanin' it anyway, you never do it right." He always did this, to the point that you suspect he liked cleaning.
"Where's my damn kiss already," he asked, more of an order, and looking up at you expectantly as he scowled. You smirked, taking the opportunity to gain a little extra power. "You can have it once you get off the couch and shower," you shrugged, walking off into the bedroom. You could hear him groan, but really it was a whine in disguise. A whine for big strong tough manly men, if you will.
after a moment of silence, you could hear his heavy stomping into the bedroom, a devilish grin on his face as he examined your place on your shared bed. "I'll only take a shower if you do it with me," he said pridefully, as if he cracked the horny husband code.
You laughed at his arrogant demeanor, looking up from your phone a moment and wanting to mess with him a little. "fine, but just so you know, I forgot to take my birth control last night." This was actually true, but mentioning it now made it so much funnier.
He paused, before cocking a brow and sauntering over to stand above you. "So what," He said boldly, that grin persisting. You raised your brows, an amused smile on your face as your attention was kept mainly on your phone. "So...I'm off my birth control? We can't do anything penetrative, unless you want a mini-Katsuki running around."
He rolled his eyes, leaning down to you with his hands on his hips. "What's so wrong about that, hah? I'm great." Now your attention was all the way on him, trying to gauge if he was joking or not. "Katsuki, you really need to think about the words that come out of your mouth." Now we were in serious territory, "Katsuki" was reserved for seriousness.
He huffed, clearly running out of patience. "You thick or somethin'?" You rolled your eyes, maybe you were if you couldn't grasp what exactly he was trying to get at. "If we did that, I'd probably get pregnant," you sighed, talking as if you were explaining things to a toddler. "No shit, idiot. I've been wanting you pregnant since we got married, anyways."
Ok, now you had to put your phone down completely. You just stared at him for a moment, like a deer in the headlights, processing. "W- uh...why haven't you told me?" Having kids was something you both agreed on doing, but the when and where was never discussed.
"Didn't think it was that important until now..." he grumbled, looking askance as his cheeks pinked. He didn't think you'd say yes until now. You studied him for a moment, weighing your options, before smiling and giggling a little. "you know what? why the hell not." He seemed to light up, his smile returning as he yanked you up and out of bed.
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"Well come on dumbass, we have a baby to make," he chuckled, practically on cloud 9. It made you smile, seeing your grumpy husband so happy, albeit his smile looks down right dastardly. He pulled you to the bathroom, switching on the water and taking his clothes off as fast as possible. You did the same, rather excited yourself given the circumstances, and before you knew it you had your back pressed to the shower wall.
He was holding you up by your hips, and currently shifting your legs to be on his broad, scarred shoulders. His member was just an inch or two before you, the tip oozing semen as he situated the two of you. His lips were right next to your ear, and he seemed to be bending you with the intent of snapping you in half.
"You better be fuckin' ready, 'cause I'm not stopping if you cry," He purred, his voice deep and husky. he was technically being honest, because no, he wouldn't stop if you cried, but if you showed even the tiniest bit of true fear he'd stop even if he was a millisecond away from climax.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, steadying yourself before glancing down at his rock hard cock. You've been married for what, 3 years? Yet you still can't help but tremble at the sight, at the idea that he would be inside you, this time with the intent of impregnating you.
"Good," you giggled back seductively, making him chuckle. "Better pray you keep that confidence," he taunted, before pressing you as hard against the wall as possible. He snaked a muscled arm around your waist, the other reaching down to guide himself to your dripping cunt. You squirmed a little, the anticipation getting to you, and he pinched your side harshly. "Hold the fuck still," he growled, giving you a sharp stare.
He waited a second or two after you settled, making sure you stayed that way, before continuing. The head of his weeping cock entered the beginnings of your vagina, you flesh gripping his in a way that elicited a grunt from him. He kept pushing through, inch by inch, until he got tired of waiting and shoved the last couple inches in with one hard thrust. You moaned out, the freshly manicured nails he paid for pressing into the skin of his shoulders.
He waited a moment, allowing you to get comfortable while trying to mask his panting from how good you felt, before slowly pulling back out and shoving it back in. The sounds you made, from your mouth and anywhere else, drove him to the brink of his patience. He began pistoning in and out of you, huffing and puffing and groaning as he gazed upon your current state. Moaning at every thrust, Hair messy from being wet and dragging across the shower wall, eyes having a distant and glossy look as he wrecked you. He buried his face in your neck, giving sloppy kisses to you skin, partly to muffle how absolutely drunk off your cunt he sounded.
He pulled away from your neck but never halted the wreckless movement of his hips, smirking down at you menacingly as he panted and groaned. "Hah...You gonna fuckin' cum, baby? Gonna cum on my...hngh...cock like a good little slut?" Dirty talk was his specialty, something he took pride in. He loved how it made you clench around him, just as you were doing now.
"Mmh....holy shit," He muttered, Mouth pressed to your ear. "Gonna fill you with my kids, so you better not let any drip out." He said it as if it were a threat, and he began to speed up even more as he gripped your sides, his tip giving sloppy kisses to your cervix with each ministration. The shower wall made a hollow pounding sound, accompanied by the squelching of your rough sex, his groans and mindless rambling, and your squeals and moaning.
"Katsuki! You better not fucking stop," you moaned, brows knit together in concentration. He was hitting every spot just right, and your hips rolled against his. Just thinking about his cum, about him filling you with life, it put you on the edge. Suddenly, the tight knot in your core snapped, and you found yourself having one of the best orgasms of your life on your husband's cock. The sounds you made, your blissed out face, everything made him feel stupidly hot.
"Fuck...Fuck, fuck fuck!" His face buried back into your neck, biting the skin to muffle his loud, guttural moaning. He gripped your hips so hard his nails made indents in your skin, his own hips stuttering to a stop as he held you down on him. You could feel him burst within you, ribbons of hot white cum coating your insides. Slowly he came down from his high, panting and whimpering just a little. He felt how limp your body was in his arms, and immediately felt the need to take care of you.
Without disturbing your current position, he leaned over and shut the water off. Gently and slowly, he began to pull out, his cock now limp after doing it's job. He shifted you to be carried bridal style, not bothering with a towel as he took you out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. "Kat..." You mumbled, laughter in your throat at how careful he was being. This was hardly the roughest sex you've had with him, yet he was treating you like glass.
"What," he grumbled, laying you on the bed. For a moment, just one little moment, he watched as his cum oozed out of you. It was hot, way too hot. "It's not like I'm made of porcelain," You giggled, sitting up on your elbows. He quickly rolled his eyes and shoved two fingers into you, causing you to squeal. "Kat," you cried, a moan falling from your lips. "What? gotta keep as much of it in there as possible." He pulled his fingers back out with all the care he could muster, before quickly grabbing some clean panties and sliding them on you. You might have believed that was the only reason, but the way he curled his fingers up just right said otherwise.
"The bed's gonna be wet, we have to dry off," you sighed, moving to get up. He quickly scooped you up and set you down so your head was on the pillow, getting in with you and snuggling up behind you. "Who gives a shit," he grumbled, nuzzling into your neck as he pulled the comforter up to his shoulders. "I'm gonna be a dad," he whispered, pulling you into him and resting both hands on your lower abdomen.
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Hey, You know how I said I loved the domestic crap? yep, still do. Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did, and as always, don't be afraid to comment! fr if you comment we're literally married now, ily.
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monstrouswrites · 1 year
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More of a reintroduction if I'm honest but hi writeblr! Been a good while since I've made an original post, and that's because well - I stopped writing for awhile. I felt embarrassed by that fact & not part of the community.
But I'm back with a newish project, working on a college degree again, and ready to start anew! Next original post will be my current WIP intro.
Would love if you would reply or reblog this post if you're a writeblr as well, whether new or old, so I can get that writing content back on my dash!
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tanaor · 2 months
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New writers: Start here📝
(free writing resources 2)
Hi!! Today I wanted to share in my blog something that has changed my writing life forever, and I hope you can also use it to improve your writing. This time, I want to share a creator, Abbie Emmons. She is a well known writing YouTuber and author, and in her YouTube channel she has lots of short videos about story structure and good characters. She really is a writing master, and I've learned so much thanks to her!!!
I hope some of you check her out, and happy writing y'all!
Other free resources: previous
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cjdevlin · 3 months
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I thought it was about time that I did one of these... so hi! I'm Caitlin,
I'm 22 years old, my pronouns are she/they, I'm bisexual and I've been with my lovely boyfriend for 7 years!
I'm also a student, I'd been out of education for a while, but I made the decision to get back into education and started university last September!
I've always adored writing, and it was one of the first things I remember being passionate about, ever since we wrote our first story in primary school! (Mine was about a snail who was wandering the ocean on a mission to find his friends)
I love to write anything fantasy, and I've always liked writing poetry, and delving into writing horror for the first time!
My current WIPS:
The Forgotten Gods:
The "Roses WIP" coming soon! 🥀🩸
Keep an eye out for more information as I get further through planning/writing!!
I read a lot of fantasy books, but also a lot of horror and crime/thrillers (I am a criminology student after all!) and I absolutely love anything by Edgar Allan Poe!
Okay, one last thing before I end up going on forever and boring everyone away!
I also love cosy gaming, especially animal crossing, the sims, minecraft and also driving games like euro truck sim 2 and bus sim 18
Okay thats all! Here's a lil moodboard of pictures I think represent me:
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If you read all of that, thank you! And if you're into similar things, or even if you're not, stick around because I would love to find more writer/reader/gamer friends!!
~ Caitlin 🌿
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just-a-smallone · 4 months
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Fimbulwinter!Kratos x Reader headcanons <3
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Headcanons or fic?: Headcanons
Reader is: Gender neutral/nonspecified
Platonic or romantic?: Both !
NSFW?: Nope !
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PLATONIC:
· When Fimbulwinter started in Midgard, it got cold fast.
· Kratos made sure both you and Atreus had warm clothes before he did
· Furs, thicker undergarments, etc.
· Sometimes you two would sit by the fires he would make outside long after Atreus and Mimir had returned back inside the cabin
· You can savor the silence or just blab to him about whatever
· He doesn't mind and won't really say anything either way
· Though if you tell him a story or about your day he might add a comment or just a grunt
· Sometimes he'll leave you to watch Atreus while he hunts
· That is if he doesn't bring Atreus or the both of you with him
· You've really grown on him and he trusts you
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ROMANTIC:
· All of the platonic headcanons apply !
· You took it slow with him because he was still sore about Faye
· Atreus views you as sort of a surrogate parental figure
· If it gets cold enough at night Kratos is willing to let you climb into bed and cuddle share his warmth
· He is literally like a space heater
· In most things Atreus is first priority to him
· Like safety, food, etc.
· Of course he will always try his best to provide those things to you as well
· But since you're a grown adult he believes that if he can't give those things to both of you, you can provide for yourself until he can
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· If he sees something he thinks you'll like on a trip, he'll make sure to bring it back for you
· The way your face lights up when you see the things he brings back for you causes him such joy
· He never really shows it though
· Acts of service/giving gifts are kind of his love language
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Hope you lovelies enjoyed ! Feel free to send me requests :)
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novel-emma · 1 year
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Writeblr (re) Introduction
Hi there! I'm Emma. While this blog is new, I'm not. I've had a blog on Tumblr for... 13 ish years. The first time around writeblr, I used my main @emdop that had a bunch of other stuff on it, but now I want a solely dedicated writeblr.
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About me
age: 27
pronouns: she/her
queer
where: midwest america
I have degrees in creative writing and library science, which I use to write smut on the internet.
What I write
Fave genres to write: romance, soft-magic/low fantasy, science fiction
Genres I'm afraid to write, but want to: western, horror, crime noir, historical
Writing style: kinda flowery and emotional with heavy dialogue. I've never met a metaphor I didn't like
Projects: TBA
Other stuff
I'm happy to be here again and interact with everyone! I like tag games and welcome your tags.
There will be 18+ content on my page and in my writing, so take care and do what's best for you
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full-on-sam · 10 months
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Since I now have two WIP intro post, and my Writeblr intro is only in one of them, I tought about making a new one to pin. So I can link both of my wips and do not have to choose which one to show!
On this blog I will mainly post about my Wips, do tag and ask games, post about worlbuilding, and reblog writing tips. My intro is under the cut!
Who am I
My name is Sam (they/them), I write in English. I love languages and in October I will be starting French and Arab at uni. I started on writeblr a few months ago, and this is my second intro post! (The first one is here)
What genres do I like
I mostly write low fantasy and dystopian, but I also like working on short stories and folk tales. I write a lot of queer characters and disabled characters because I am queer and disabled myself. I write many found families too.
I used to read a lot of everything when I was a kid, now I am in a serious reader's block. I like to read a lot of slice of life and contemporary stories, at times also mystery books, short stories and poetry. My favourite author is Italo Calvino.
Favorite tropes
Enemies to lovers and fake dating for romance. In general I love found families, impulsive character who gets more logical/logical character who goes apeshit!
Some of my works (their own intro post is linked)
Causing and Apocalypse trilogy: about a group of guys who have to save their siblings, and possibly the world. Stage: wrote the first few chapters but needs a bit of rework
Tales of Aontas: (the one I am most active on at the moment): five people get resurrected and given a mission to fulfill, but is that what they really want? It comprehends two books: "The Ship of Undead" and "Blood to the Water". Stage: chapter I. Actually I have a website for this one, it's linked in my bio.
My favorite part of writing
I like worldbuilding and outlining and character planning. I mostly write to get them a story they deserve, I love spending time with my blorboes.
I like being here on tumblr, I have known amazing people, and I hope to know many more! Happy writing to y'all!
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thevioletdaffodil · 1 month
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my brain is stringed with wires who don't obey but you play those wires like harps with your beautiful hands, effortless and musical, you clasp my thighs when my empire trembles, you murder the stars for me, you wash my hair with sunlight, and sometimes i talk like an immortal but you never ask my age (i love you), and other times when the quiet steals me, you recite my thoughts better than my wiry mind can even conjure them up.
you make me dance in my sleep, hold my hand in the backseat. you handle my nerves like flower stems, and sometimes it hurts so much to see you loving so gently, so quiet in noise but so loud in intensity, as if when you see me, i'm the only thing you're seeing.
it hurts not in a sad, angry or hopeless way, it hurts because you handle my nerves like flower stems and the pain is soothed and i feel pity for god because now again, see how you have defeated him and his constant need to gift pain. you did it gently, and now he must be purple with rage, or maybe blue in repentance, but you, you don't care.
you only want flowers to grow from my old hands, you only want my flesh to glow pink and my brain wires to sing and to be able to devour me when want consumes us both, clasping my thigh, swinging me high, clinging onto each other.
never remind me how many lifetimes have passed with you because time is a godly conspiracy and i don't know what's time when i'm with you, it's just you're you. when i spread out my hands to fly one evening, you told me i looked like an aeroplane (i love you too).
i remember, a spider crawled on my wrist and i wept to god, telling him to bite me, to end it, and that instant, you flicked them both and you bit me neat (i'll never be the same.)
our mothers communicate to him in prayer. which one of them will tell him that he's fired already? that you, my lover, have accidentally dethroned him?
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