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Smut/Kink Prompts-for when you're in the mood to write smut

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Send me a prompt, I’ll write you some smut using that prompt.  Send me a 

Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object.  Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch.  Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner  Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity  Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters. Scatophilia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character. Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually. Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating

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Delightfully Domestic Starters

“The coffee pot didn’t turn on this morning.”

“Who’s turn was it for breakfast?”

“It’s my day off, I earned the right to be lazy.”

“This could get fixed by a professional, or it could be fixed by an amateur for free.”

“You’re under arrest for being a blanket thief.”

“The use of cold feet in bed, as a leverage tool, is illegal.”

“How was your day at work?”

“I’m going to need a bath…”

“No no, you’re sick. You rest, I’ll take care of everything.”

“I think we need to go on a bit of a grocery trip.”

“I’ve noticed all the laundry was done. You didn’t have to.”

“Leftovers, or more take out?”

“The neighbor is getting obnoxiously loud at night.”

“When was that garden gonna get started again?”

“Dishes… right the dishes. In the next few minutes I swear.”

“I know you like my shirts but now you’ve even stolen my doubles.”

“All your oversized shirts belong to me now.”

“I can’t help what I do in my sleep. That includes what’s done with the blankets.”

“You were tossing and turning last night. You okay?”

“I’m not sick, I’m only slightly ill. There’s a difference. I can handle today.”

“So dinner was being made… and then I realized the smoke alarm was broken.”

“Duct tape is a temporary, long term fix to everything.”

“I love you, but you’re beginning to pass out mid sentence. Go to bed.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, I can do what I want!”

“If there is more noise at 2am I swear…”

[akaikouen]

I’ve had boxed wine for the first time...and I’m not going back

[devaneador-infinitomundo-deacti]

Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, and quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow.

— Paulo Coelho

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[akaikouen]

zharvossi:

She laughs, a bright sound, like bells. “Fine - then it’s not cheating. Deceit, perhaps?” she looks to him, a brow raised, though the quirk of her lips betrays her tone. “Taking advantage of ones’… lack of knowledge, I would consider cheating.” The table comes up to about her hips, and she looks down to find sliced melons, peaches, and grapes curled up in an almost too perfect manner. Her eyes dart up when she sees Shin’s fingers close around one. Her gaze, heated and mirroring the suppression within her chest, follows the way he bites.

The pearly white enamel of his teeth sink into the skin with a snap. She averts her eyes, opting to peruse the sliced melon. She lifts some to her lips, facing away from him now, though she can feel the weight of his want on her. She can almost imagine the way his hands would feel on her shoulders, soothing all the little aches that come with sitting on a hard slab come sun-up to sun-down.

Her brows pinch in thought - he praises her, tells her she’s doing well, but she knows she could do better. Perhaps she’ll start to train on her own time. She turns back to him finally, sweat sticking to her temple, but a beaming smile to greet him. “Weapons, hm?” she parrots back at him, saccharine sweet as she folds her hands behind herself. She leans forward, like a child peeping in for a secret.

Her braid falls off her shoulder, and she looks up at him mischievously. One would not think this the behavior she exhibits behind closed doors. “And why would you want me alone, dear friend?”

***

He knows she’s watching. It’s all he can take when he throws her a side glance. Tongue darting out to run along his parched lips. The taste of white peach was sweet on his tongue, yet did not evade the disappointment when Dany turns from him. Shin knows he’s putting a lot on the line by giving hints of his attraction towards her. His careless charm didn’t sit well with some people here.

Feigning shock, he placed the palm of his hand flat against his chest as though innocent of Dany’s accusations. “I would never take advantage of ones lack of knowledge...under most circumstances.” He flashed a grin, picking up a dry towel next to a basin of water to dab the sweat forming on her neck and forehead once they had their fill of food.

Daenerys cheeks are painted a blushing red, most likely from over exerting herself. The soldiers back at the Fire Nation didn’t put in half as much effort in the beginning stages of their training as much as Dany has. Her determination was touching and that of her interest in the ways of martial arts. “You know you don’t have to push yourself to match me. I find your enthusiasm impressive but the last thing I need is to have is our dear queen so worn out that she’s unable to execute her remaining duties.”

He then carefully unwraps the fighting bandages from her hands, letting them fall gracefully around her bare feet. Making a grunt laugh at her question, he replied “Hmm, maybe I’ve become very fond of our little meetings? It’s not so easy to try and impress you with others around. Do you not also look forward to my company?” He arches a brow in a playful manner, bending at the knee so that he may unwrap the bandages on her feet.

“Up.” He tells her, taking her left foot then her right. Callous thumbs massaging the arch of her foot where the wrapping left indents. His breath catches when Dany nearly looses her balance, forcing her to grab his bare shoulders and biting his bottom lip to suppress his reaction to her delicate touch. The sleeveless tunic he’s wearing slips just enough that he thinks the Phoenix on his back might be revealed. The mystical creature wringing a red scaled dragon in its claws an evil brand to all his past misdeeds.

He changes the subject; standing tall and fixing his shirt. “Take a bath after leaving here. Muscles will ache in places you wish you never knew were possible but I promise it will be worth it in the end.”

[akaikouen]

1ST  RULE   —   tag some muses you would like to know better. 2ND  RULE   —   BOLD the statements that are true for your muse.

muse.  shin okamoto fc.  willy cartier occupation.  former general and nobleman age.  32 sexuality.  pansexual pronouns. cis male, he/him

APPEARANCE:

i  am  5′7″ or taller.

i  wear  glasses.

i  have  at  least  one  tattoo.  ( modern verse )

i  have  at  least  one  piercing.  ( modern verse )

i  have  blonde  hair.

i  have  brown  eyes.

i  have  short  hair.

my  abs  are  at  least  somewhat  defined.

i  have  or  have  had  braces.

PERSONALITY:

i  love  meeting  new  people.

people  tell  me  that  i’m  funny.

helping  others  with  their  problems  is  a  big  priority  for  me.

i  enjoy  physical  challenges.

i  enjoy  mental  challenges.

i’m  playfully  rude  with  people  i  know  well.

i  started  saying  something  ironically  &  now  i  can’t  stop  saying  it.

there  is  something  i  would  change  about  my  personality.

ABILITY:

i can sing well.

i  can  play  an  instrument.

i  can  do  over  30  push–ups  without  stopping.

i’m  a  fast  runner.

i  can  draw  well.

i  have  a  good  memory.

i’m  good  at  doing  math  in  my  head.

i  can  hold  my  breath  underwater  for  over  a  minute.

i  have  beaten  at  least  2  people  in  arm  wrestling.

i  know  how  to  cook  at  least  3  meals  from  scratch.

i  know  how  to  throw  a  proper  punch.

HOBBIES:

i  enjoy  playing  sports.

i’m  on  a  sports  team  at  my  school  or  somewhere  else.  ( modern verse )

i’m  in  an  orchestra  or  choir  at  my  school  or  somewhere  else.

i  have  learned  a  new  song  in  the  past  week.

i  work  out  at  least  once  a  week.

i’ve  gone  for  runs  at  least  once  a  week.

i  have  drawn  something  in  the  past  month.

i  enjoy  writing.

i  do  or  have  done  martial  arts.

EXPERIENCES:

i  have  had  my  first  kiss.

i  have  had  alcohol.

i  have  scored  the  winning  goal  in  a  sports  game.  ( modern verse )

i  have  watched  an  entire  season  of  a  tv  show  in  one  sitting.

i  have  been  at  an  overnight  event.

i  have  been  in  a  taxi. ( modern verse )

i  have  been  in  the  hospital  or  er  in  the  past  year.  ( modern verse )

i  have  beaten  a  video  game  in  one  day.

i  have  visited  another  country.

i  have  been  to  one  of  my  favorite  band’s  concerts.

RELATIONSHIPS:

i’m  in  a  relationship

i  have  a  crush  on  a  celebrity.

i  have  a  crush  on  someone  i  know.

i  have  been  in  at  least  3  relationships.

i  have  never  been  in  a  relationship.  ( verse dependent )

i  have  asked  someone  out  or admitted  my  feelings  to  them.

i  get  crushes  easily.

i  have  had  a  crush  on  someone  for  over  a  year.

i  have  been  in  a  relationship  for  at  least  a  year.

i  have  had  feelings  for  a  friend.

MY LIFE:

i  have  at  least  one  person  i  consider  a  “ best  friend ”.

i  live  close  to  my  school.  ( modern verse )

my  parents  are  still  together.

i  have /  had at  least  one  sibling.

i  live  in  the  united  states.

there  is  snow  right  now  where  i  live.

i  have  hung  out  with  a  friend  in  the  past  month.

i  have  a  smartphone.  ( modern verse )

i  have  at  least  15  cd’s.  ( modern verse )

i  share  my  room  with  someone.

RANDOM SHIT:

i  have  break–danced.

i  know  a  person  named  jamie.

i  have  had  a  teacher  with  a  last  name  that’s  hard  to  pronounce.

i  have  dyed  my  hair.

i’m  listening  to  one  song  on  repeat  right  now.

i  have  punched  someone  in  the  past  week.

i  know  someone  who  has  gone  to  jail.

i  have  broken  a  bone.

i  have  eaten  a  waffle  today.

i  know  what  i  want  to  do  with  my  life.

i  speak  at  least  2  languages.

TAGGED BY.  @zharvossi​ thanks love <3 TAGGING.  @nevcrperfect​ @amaarok​ @youngestgeneral​

[akaikouen]

firestorm

[akaikouen]

zharvossi:

After winding down, taking down her hair, washing it with the help of Missandei, drinking a nice cup of spicy tea - she was out the moment her silver head hit the pillow. She dreams of Dragonfire. Dragonfire and dark hair, long and endless like the sea come darkness. She sees war. A terrible war, and a great bird of fire rising from the ashes. It’s cry fills the air - much too alike to Drogon - and the world is swept in heaps of crimson flame that consumes all. Babies. Old men and women. Young girls who look like Daenerys.

She awakes in a flurry of sweat and heaving breaths. For a moment, she fails to realize where she is, her violet eyes glassy and painted with the scarcity of the rising dawn. She clutches a hand to her chest, pounding evermore, and her hair is spilled like silver ink over dark wood. She swallows, blinking rapidly, before coming to herself. She is here. In Meereen. The sea calls to her. She raises her head, her pulse slowing as she sees her city - she is alright. She’s safe.

After a long moment of recollecting herself, she prepares for the day. Sips on the water while Missandei braids her hair. She weaves the bells and a seashell into the thick of it. For a while, she’s only half there, and only truly calms when Jorah comes to visit. Yet his visit is not for pleasure. He’s there to give her a list of what’s to come for the day.

They step out onto a balcony, her and her advisers, where the sun begins to paint the world in warm hues of amber and orange. The sea glitters like jewels. She mindlessly snacks on strawberries and strange exotic fruit. It’s slightly prickly on the outside, but the inside is speckled with white and black. She listens to Jorah. And Missandei. Thumbs through a few papers, stretches her legs by standing and pacing around the balcony.

When the sun grows higher, the servants pull a rope and a red canopy covers the entirety of it, the patches of grass and wild-flower bushes swaying with the uneven wind. She’s munching on a berry and thoughtfully roving a piece of yellowed paper - it contains the traditions of the fighting pits - when a man clears his throat. To her, these traditions are barbaric and simply unacceptable, yet this is what her people want. She lifts her silver head, leaning easily on a railing, and brightens.

She had almost forgotten about the man who stumbled into her walls the night prior. She gently hands Missandei her page and gives her a sweet nod. The scribe’s golden eyes flicker between the two before she and Jorah make their way out the side entrance. She places her palms together, braid gently swaying in the wind, and her eyes find him once more.

My queen. She wasn’t expecting those words so soon. Regardless, her dimples shine from the gesture, and she approaches him. “Good morning,” she greets gently. “You look much better than you did yesterday,” she notes. She must look as if she has bags under her eyes, her usually lightly tan complexion pale and sickly looking. Though her mind is far from the dream that haunted her sleep, she’s still somewhat plagued. “Would you sit and have breakfast with me?”

***

He returns the smile, quiet, at first, as he observes her face. Flushed and tired eyes. Shin does not comment on it, though he thoughts stray to concern. He did not want to come off as familiar, despite her letting him in with open arms. There was a small part of him that feared getting close to anyone, the rejection he had endured was more than he could ever bare, as painful as the day he lost his one and only sister.

So Shin bared it down, and approached the young queen with a bow. “Good morning.” He greeted, a gust of wind blowing by. Dany’s braid moved with the breeze like an enchantment, trinkets chimed and glistened in the high sun. The breeze was not soothing. Nothing but a pocket of hot air to go along with the dry heat that is Meereen.

He watched as the others dispersed. Curious, once again, that she had no guard. It turned his lips to that of a coy smile and he chuckles. “You have my admiration, my queen.” My queen. The decision to follow her was not easy. Quick, but not easy. Fear of faltering into the person he once was lingered like a dark shadow, one which will follow him wherever he went. He decided doting will get him no where. And weather Daenerys concluded he was worth keeping around or not, depended weather he had the determination to keep going. Because for once in his life, his family had no control in who he sided with. A new chapter of a book doused in sin.

Even in what seem like exhaustion, Shin still thought her lovely. He had to catch himself when the thought of reaching out to her crossed his mind. “No, thank you. I had my breakfast before leaving my room this morning. But I would be glad to sit with you while you enjoy yours?”

Shin kindly offered his arm, or more so his wrist. The height comparison would force him to bend his knees otherwise, something he wasn’t quite used to. Fire Nation women were tall and thin compared to women of other nations, features as sharp as knives. He found it refreshing, Dany’s fair glow and bright eyes. It softened a part of him he wasn’t aware existed. “You’re wearing my gift, I see. I take it that it’s to your liking?”

[sekiitan]

     when you GO down all your darkest roads           i woulda followed all the way to the GRAVEYARD

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I have not forgotten replies, my week at work as been tiring. Currently working through drafts and I should have replies posted tomorrow night and Saturday.

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roleplayers who ignore people’s female muses are weak and won’t survive the winter

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