[envy-apples]

✶⋆.˚ ALICE... twenties, she/her

multifandom: aot, bllk, bnha, jjk, lads. not spoiler free.

adult & dark content. minors do not interact. anti-generative ai.

[soundoftheirwings]

Gotta tell you guys something wild in the Chinese fan sphere

So some fanartist drew a “sexy” (read: booby) version of a (cartoon) character who is traditionally very non-sexualised. Fans of the character got mad about it because it’s kind of groundbreaking how that character is written and portrayed and this art totally ignores the entire point of the character. They demanded the art be deleted. In response to that other people said, well what the fanartist did may be distasteful but they have every right to draw what they’re into. The two sides fight for days and each starts a harassment campaign and even report their “opponents’” accounts.

So far so typical. But things eventually come to a head and they decide that this will be settled by votes - not through a poll. Through donations to a children’s education charity via each side’s portal. Whoever can get the highest amount of donation wins.

And that is how this charity received over 1 million in donations in three days lol. Oh btw the “freedom of expression” side won by a landslide (960k to 40k)

[envy-apples]

♡ satoru gojo

“look at what you do to me”.

gojo's hands pin your knees to the mattress on either side of your head in a brutal mating press. every inch of your body aches from the stretch and the compression of his weight against you, but there's nothing you can do about it.

"sa--to--ru--"

you choke out each syllable of his name as gojo's cock plunges into you. again and again. your hole is wet and messy, filled with his cum from four? five? rounds. back to back.

the wet slap of your bodies colliding fills the room. looking down at the frothy white mess around the base of gojo's cock makes your head spin, and your toes curl.

"sorry, i can't help it," he says, not looking sorry in the slightest. "this is all your fault for getting me so worked up."

the relentless pounding of his hips against yours never falter. even when gojo grits his teeth and another flood of cum shoots inside of you, spilling down your legs and onto the sheets below your hips, his rct keeps his cock stiff and hard.

you're not done having sex until gojo decides he's had enough.

drool runs down the side of your face, and you whine loudly as gojo fucks another orgasm out of you, forcing you to milk his cock for more. your vision is blurry with tears, but you can still see the wicked blue of his eyes as he stares down at you.

it's moments like this that remind you just how terrifying gojo's power is. his fingertips are already leaving bruises on your skin, and he's not even using his full strength. you couldn't fight him off, even if you wanted to.

"what do you think?" he asks. "should we do this all night?"

gojo grabs your face, pushing his fingers into your cheeks until your mouth pops open. you whimper helplessly as he guides your head to nod for him. up and down. up and down.

"yeah. that's what i thought you'd say."

[envy-apples]

♡ kento nanami

"i'll do anything you want me to do to you, but you have to say it out loud."

your wrists are bound above your head, leaving you naked and vulnerable as nanami's large, calloused hands slide along the soft skin of your torso. they leave a trail of goosebumps in their wake until they find their place on your hips.

nanami kneels between your open legs, still fully clothed while yours lie in a heap somewhere just off the bed. the candles flickering around the room--lit to set a romantic mood--create dark shapes across his face that look more sinister than welcoming.

he told you over dinner that he was vanilla. a missionary-in-the-dark guy. he didn't know anything about "doms" or "subs", but he seemed eager to try when you brought the idea up.

that's what tinder dates are for, right? quick, casual fun with someone twice your age you'll never see again . . .

but then why is he so good at knots? why does he know exactly where to bruise you, to keep it hidden under your clothes? why are you already horny and breathing hard, when his collar is still buttoned around his throat?

"this is what you wanted, isn't it?" he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and in the low light, you can't quite see his eyes. "tell me what to do next. say it."

"touch me," you say.

"i am." his hands squeeze your hips, thumbs rolling along the bone.

"no. touch me between my legs." his hands move to your inner thighs, spreading you open wider as your skin burns with impatience. "no, touch me," you whine.

nanami's hands slide along the back of your legs and hook around your knees. he pushes your legs up to your chest as he looms above you.

"i'm not doing anything until you tell me exactly what you want."

[envy-apples]

♡ hiromi higuruma

"i could touch you right now, and no one would even know."

your cubicle is tucked away in the back off the office. where they store old casefiles and other random junk that doesn't quite fit anywhere else. it's the perfect spot for the new hire that's been getting in trouble with management.

being assigned back here is your punishment, but when higuruma's breathing down your neck, and his hand is inching up your skirt, it doesn't seem so bad.

he guides your legs open, tired eyes glancing over the partition to make sure nobody is watching. your skirt bunches up around your hips, exposing damp panties and the tops of your lacy thigh-high stockings.

"how unprofessional." the low grumble of his voice rolls down each notch of your spine until heat pools between your thighs. "if hr sees you, this would be your third and final strike."

higuruma grabs your thighs until the fat spills between his fingers, squeezing hard until you squeak in pain. he bites the lobe of your ear, and your skull fills with haze. it's like he's trying to draw attention to the two of you.

he's feeling bold today, you can tell by the way his fingers brush along the crease of your thighs. your clit throbs with need, but higuruma's long, thick fingers stay just out of reach.

"get on your knees." higuruma gestures to the empty space under your desk, and you look up in alarm. here? now? but he's still looking out at the office. "quickly, or i'm going back to my desk."

you slink under the desk, and higuruma takes a seat in your chair, rolling forward until you're trapped between the spread of his thighs. with shaking hands, you undo the buckle of his belt. the button. the zipper. until your pulling his thick, heavy cock from his slacks.

"that's it, sweetheart. there we go. put it your mouth."

higuruma's hand reaches under the table as your mouth falls open. he guides you to take him, inch by inch, until he's pressed against the back of your throat.

"if you make me cum, i'll see what i can do about your file with hr. i've already gotten it wiped once before, haven't i?"

[envy-apples]

♡ suguru geto

"apologize for making me do this to you."

somewhere after your fifth orgasm, geto finally addresses you.

when he told you not to cum while he was away, you thought it was a joke. the photo you sent him was meant to tease. fingers pushed inside of yourself. tits hanging out the top of your bra. proof of your disobedience.

>you've made a grave mistake, sweetheart.

geto demanded you strip for him the second he came home. clothes falling into a heap on the floor with a dull thud, followed by his hand on the back of your neck as his fingers slipped along the wet lips of your pussy.

he holds you hinged over the couch, balanced on your hips as your toes dance across the floor. you're already dripping down your thighs as blood rushes to your head, long before geto's fingers even slip inside.

geto's touch is relentless. thumb sliding across your clit in quick, measured swipes as his fingers stroke your g-spot. you're shaking and cumming within minutes of his arrival.

but he doesn't stop there. not even when your legs kick up and you squeal from overstimulation. geto holds you down and forces you to cum on his fingers. again and again. again and again. again and again.

"hmm?" geto presses. "i'm waiting."

"i'm s-sorry, suguru." you choke out each syllable as another orgasm jolts through your body. at this point, you're starting to lose count.

"if you were really sorry, you wouldn't have broken the rules."

he pulls slick, wet fingers from your aching cunt with a low hum, and steps away. despite it all, your pussy flutters around nothing and mourns the stretch.

you sit up and struggle to catch your breath, thinking the punishment is over. loud, heavy footsteps echo down the hall as he returns, accompanied by the dull buzz of your favourite vibrator.

"you didn't really think we were finished, did you?"

[envy-apples]

♡ satoru gojo

"kinda fucked up how wet you get when you pretend you don't want this."

you whine under the heavy weight of gojo's palm pressed between your shoulder blades, forcing you into the mattress. he's always been stronger than you, but now, with both your wrists held tight behind your back, the realization makes you dizzy as you lie helpless beneath him.

"satoru," you whimper, voice muffled into the sheets.

"what's that?" he teases. "did you say something?"

gojo's cock pistons into you. again and again. each thrust knocking the air from your lungs and rolling your eyes into the back of your head. you had a bad day at work today and weren't in the mood for sex.

but gojo's always been very persuasive.

"sato--"

"can't hear you over the sound of this pussy." his hips slam into yours, and the wet squelch of your body welcoming him inside sends prickles of heat across your skin. "you'll have to speak up."

but each time you try, gojo pounds into you harder. until the only noise you can make are desperate whines and moans as you feel the coil in your stomach winding tight.

he knows exactly how to bully his cock into you to make you cum. how to angle his hips. how hard to thrust.

it's always been a game for him to see how quickly he can make you lose control, and when you unravel underneath him and the steady snapping of his hips, he starts to laugh.

"see? i knew you wanted this."

[brynwrites]

Redemption Arcs.

What is a redemption arc?

“Redemption: An act of redeeming or atoning for a fault or mistake.” An act, implying action, which is created by choices, which just happens to be the basis of character development.

Some writers confuse redemption arcs with things they are not, and end up creating situations which aren’t redemption arcs at all, but rather bad writing, such as when:

The villainous character’s actions are never condemned by the heroic characters and the story, even when the villain is in the process of doing villainous things.

The villainous character is immediately forgiven for all the wrong they’ve done despite making no real effort to change their ways.

The villainous character suddenly becomes a genuinely good person without any notable character growth.

The villainous character is suddenly made unaccountable for their villainous actions because it’s revealed that someone else forced them to do it. Bonus bad writing: All blame is placed on the heroic characters for being unable to see how ‘traumatized’ the villainous character has been.

So now that we know what a redemption arc is not, how do we write a good one?

The four steps to a solid redemption arc:

Keep reading

[brynwrites]

Writing Relationships: Enemies to Lovers.

And other ‘hate to love’ relationships.

These types of relationships can be some of the most interesting and enjoyable, both to read and write, because they show us many sides of the same characters and the growth from a hatred to mixed feelings and finally to genuine love and acceptance is often heartwarming to experience. But relationships like also require finesse to portray in a believable, healthy manner.

Before we begin, some ground rules: 

1. Stay away from abuse.

A hate to love relationship is not an “abuse to love” relationship, and none of these tips are aimed toward writing such a thing. Check this list for things to keep out of your healthy end-game relationships.

2. These characters need to be ‘ship-able’ already!

If your character would not naturally end up in the end-game relationship, you’ve got a problem. The character’s ability to be friends – shared interests, enjoyment of each other’s company, comparability in communication – is crucial for the transition from hate to love.

Now then, how do we set up this hate to love relationship? 

1. Examine why the characters hate each other.

There’s a slew of different reasons two characters might start out hating each other, including (but certainly not limited to):

They come from opposing sides of a war, feud, or have some other group-oriented dislike.

They have very bad first impressions of each other.

They already hold distasteful misconceptions about each other based on what trusted companions have told them.

One (or both) of them are acting or believing something the other has good reason to hate. 

In order to pull off the first part of the relationship – the hate – you have to both have a reason for the characters to hate each other and convince the reader that the reason is a good reason. 

Unless you’re writing in omnipresent, you’re telling the story through your character’s eyes. No matter how good their current ‘enemy’ may be on the inside, the pov character won’t be looking for that goodness. They’ll see all the flaws and turn offs they anticipate the character to have, and this will likely (hopefully) effect them on an emotional level the reader can connect with.

2. What needs to change for this hate to be repealed?

Keep reading

[writing-ideas-inc]

Do you have any tips for writing a romance novel?

Romance plot cheat sheet: https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/146212745003/romance-plot-cheat-sheet

Advice about a love story subplot:https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/155834716638/i-know-its-cliche-but-i-need-a-love-story-in-my

Advice about love triangles:https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/155908633373/i-know-this-is-cliche-but-i-needed-a-love-triangle

Link to a website with alot of stuff on writing romance:https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/156334216393/go-teen-writers

Romance writing tips (not mine): https://the-lady-atheral.tumblr.com/post/146710087954/writing-tips-romance

Writing relationships tips w/ links to more articles: https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/162403480053/hey-im-new-here-and-i-was-wondering-if-you

Writing a relationship your readers will ship (not mine): https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/162283522438/via-pinterest-too-blurry-to-read-on-the-internet

Writing romance/fluff with links to articles about creating chemistry: https://writing-central.tumblr.com/post/161248165928/yo-i-need-help-writing-romancefluffy-things

I’ve written romance, but only ever as a subplot. I’ve always wondered how there can be books that are 300+ pages with a main plot of romance and are basically realistic fiction and don’t even have subplots of scifi or mystery or something. I’m really admirable of writers who can do that.

Anyway, I think this post about covers what I know about writing romance. For general asks about romance like this one, I’ll probably refer people to this post until I gain any new insight or my thoughts change.

[ijustwannawritepls]

Writing Prompts That Are Quietly Sad

𔘓 Two people who used to be inseparable run into each other by accident and realize they no longer know how to talk.

𔘓 A character returns a library book and discovers the same note they left inside it years ago is still there.

𔘓 Someone listens to an old voicemail they’ve never been able to delete.

𔘓 A character visits a place that used to mean everything to them and realizes it looks completely ordinary now.

𔘓 Someone finds a jacket that still smells like a person who isn’t part of their life anymore.

𔘓 Two former friends sit next to each other on a long train ride and pretend they don’t recognize one another.

𔘓 A character rereads a conversation thread that slowly turns from daily messages into silence.

𔘓 Someone runs into their childhood best friend and notices they don’t laugh the same way anymore.

𔘓 A character visits a café they used to go to every week, and the barista still remembers their order.

𔘓 Someone receives a letter meant for a previous tenant and hesitates before returning it.

𔘓 A character hears a song they used to love and realizes they remember exactly who showed it to them.

𔘓 Someone keeps an object they should have thrown away years ago.

𔘓 A character finds a photograph where one person has been carefully cut out.

𔘓 Someone sees a familiar name in their phone contacts and realizes they haven’t spoken in years.

𔘓 A character walks through a neighborhood they used to know well and keeps expecting things to look the way they used to.

𔘓 Someone starts writing a message to a person they miss but never sends it.

𔘓 A character notices that their favorite place has quietly closed.

𔘓 Someone finds an old notebook full of plans they once had for their future.

[planet-dusk]

⋆.˚ 75 smut prompts ⊹₊⋆

dialogue prompts/sentence starters for (dark) smut writers. feel free to use these; credit not needed but appreciated! minors dni. tw for dark content (non/dubcon, cnc, stepcest and so on)

"It's too much? No, it's perfect."

"You think I'd let you get away twice?"

"Smile for the camera, baby."

"Do you wish it was [name] touching you instead?"

"You wouldn't be this wet/hard if you didn't want this."

"You can cum if I get to, how does that sound? It's only fair."

"This is wrong, you shouldn't be letting me do this."

"Look what you do to me."

"Get on your knees, baby. It's the least you could do after everything I've done for you."

"Just the tip, I promise."

"I haven't even started yet."

"I need this. Let me have this."

"Where do you think you're going?"

"This is all you're good for."

"Let me give you something to touch yourself to when I'm gone."

"Show them what I taught you."

"You think I wanted this?"

"If you don't stop squirming I'll have to tie you up."

"What should I do with you first?"

"You'll get it when I've decided you've earned it."

"It's supposed to hurt."

"I hate to do this, but you're giving me no choice."

"I'm sorry. You really don't deserve this."

"Let's give them a show."

"Beg for it."

"If we shouldn't be doing this... why does it feel so good?"

"I'll make it fit."

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I always know what's best for you, don't I?"

"It feels so much better than I imagined."

"What happened? You were begging for this five minutes ago."

"Shh. Go back to sleep."

"I'll be good, please..."

"You're awfully wet for someone who keeps complaining."

"Did I say you could stop?"

"Let them use you, baby. Show them what a good toy you are."

"Stop lying (to yourself)."

"Don't you want to feel good? You know you want to."

"I knew you'd be a good girl for me and take it... you got so messy on my fingers, I just had to do it. Doesn't my cock feel so much better?"

"I could touch you right now and no one would even notice."

"Did you miss me?"

"Baby, I'm sorry... I just couldn't wait."

"If I don't do this, someone else will."

"You're so pretty when you cry."

"Don't be silly. Of course you want that."

"You're such a slut for making me enjoy this."

"If you actually loved me you'd have done it without me having to ask first."

"Come on baby, be good for him. Open your mouth."

"If you want me to stop, then look me in the eye and lie convincingly."

"You'll take it because I said so."

"It's for your own good, doll. Don't be so ungrateful."

"Does he/she fuck you like this?"

"You don't remember last time? Here, let me show you."

"This is all your fault."

"Do you beg your girl/boyfriend for it like this?"

"We're going to have so much fun."

"Is this turning you on? That's disgusting."

"Sweetheart... you trust daddy more than you trust yourself. Don't you?"

"Apologize for making me do this to you."

"I promise I'll pull out." + "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself." + "It won't make a difference now, just one more, yeah?"

"You're so fucked up for loving this."

"I'm not pushing you. I'm just removing the excuses."

"Put it back in."

"Even if they could hear you, no one would care."

"It'll feel better soon."

"Stop touching you? You don't really want that."

"Let them hear us. I want them to know you belong to me."

"There's something seriously wrong with you."

"See? I knew you wanted this."

"If you really loved me you'd let me do anything."

"It's kind of fucked up how wet you get when you pretend you don't want it."

"Aww, it's too big? Better get used to it then."

"You can only get off when I hurt you. It's pathetic."

"What would your girl/boyfriend think if they could see you like this?"

"You really thought I'd stop if you begged me to? Cute."

"I'll make you mine forever."

[wifegideonnav]

“bits to use in everyday conversations”

[prokopetz]

Yes, you're right, "I'd kill for you – please, ask me to kill for you" is a fun relationship dynamic, but where's the love for the classic attack-dog power dynamic reversal? I'd have thought Tumblr would be all over that one, too. The old "I'll kill for you – and kill, and kill, and kill, if needs be – but first you have to tell me exactly what it is you want. You are not permitted moral distance. Tell me what you need from me and admit your soft hands are just as bloody as mine. Say it. Say it."

[rimonoroni2]

my general opinion on what people should be "allowed" to portray and what topics they should be "allowed" to explore in fiction is that you can make whatever art with whatever themes you want but i'm also allowed to think the way you handled it was tasteless and should've been done differently. my negative opinion on your handling of sensitive topics is the price of admission for publicly showcasing your work. this is not a pro-censorship stance because i am not The Government

[rimonoroni2]

this is getting really popular so i’d like to add the important caveat that your criticism of a work is no more unassailable than the work itself. just as one is entitled to be critical of something someone else is entitled to disagree with that criticism. i add this because some of you pretend to give a fuck about thoughtful analysis and then when someone points out flaws in your argument you declare that all criticisms are valid. this is untrue. the status of a hater is no more sacred than that of a liker. get off your high horse and engage in the thoughtful discussion you pretend to believe in or perish by my blade

[kisseism]

"omg you remembered!" of course i did. I have a file on you

[inkskinned]

it is tiring, being endless political just as someone existing. my teacher asks me if i’m writing more of that “feminist poetry.” a lot of it is just talking about me, being a woman, being afraid in the city. i write about walking a line, about how i am expected to choose between home and work, how each comes with a slew of its own insults; how it feels when i am wearing shorts and there are too many men outside. these are just facts of my life. someone in the comments says, “where are woman even coming up with these crazy generalizations in their feminism?”

i hold hands with the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen and someone sighs when they see me. “do they have to make everything gay?” she asks her friend, loudly, “like, do you have to force those views in my face all the time?” i can’t stop blushing. my girlfriend holds my fingers tighter, tighter, tighter, until my knuckles are white, and i let her. somehow, this is us, protesting.

my father’s cuban blood stains my skin, i think. when i am honored with a position in the dean’s private council, a boy sneers, “you only got in because you’re hispanic.” did i? i spend the rest of our meetings wondering if i was selected for my stellar academic record, for the multiple recommendations, for the clubs i lead - or if i was just a move the dean made, to make use of me. when we all take a picture, the dean brings me in the front. in the first three we take, i am not smiling.

it is odd. “i exist.” i say, “i deserve to exist.”

“oh my god,” he groans, “we get it, you’re a feminist.”