i intended to use this blog to post writing updates and then i forgot. lol. well here you go! this was a fun commission. ive never written this big of a size difference before but i enjoyed puzzling it out
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
actually your characters should be pure wish fulfillment and your writing should be entirely self indulgent and it should all be very, incredibly, undeniably horny.
Corrosion is a beautiful thing. Clear pink liquid drips down Hong Lu's thighs, muscles spasming and toes splaying. Hands tied behind her back by her own pink ribbons, clothes stripped away by the E.G.O's friction. Pink silk shoved in her mouth, too, for good measure. She keens and thrusts her hips forward, desperate for attention.
Ryoushuu will not give it. She sits back, making direct eye contact with hazy fuchsia glow, and doesn't move. Hong Lu can whine all she wants, and Ryoushuu still won't lift a finger.
probably really ooc (embarrassing) because i JUST started ruina, but here's binah doing stuff to hod's transgender ass. maybe i will write more of this after ive sunk 50 hours into the game
Binah has Hod bent over her lap. Naked, nervous, feeling like a delicate piece of origami even though she knows her body's made to withstand everything she's about to take and more. Binah is prepping her, gently massaging and spreading and touching. Long, steady fingers press cold lube into her hole.
"Why did you stop making noises?" Binah asks, knuckle deep, stroking the soft tissue of Hod's prostate. "They were so endearing."
"I'm sorry!" Hod apologizes, electric nerves alight with jolt after jolt of pleasure whenever Binah rubs her. "I, um..."
"Answer me," Binah says, soft and low in that way that makes Hod leak.
"I, I, um, I was embarrassed." Ashamed. She may as well be a dog with its ears flattened back.
"Of what?" Push, hook, curl. Hod squirms and whines. "It's only the two of us here."
"I don't—mmmm! Ah!" Binah's added a second hand to her exploration, pressing two fingers firmly down on Hod's taint. "My voice sounds weird and I don't like h-hearing, hearing myself..."
Binah makes a pleased little noise and draws both her hands back, leaving Hod to clench on nothing. "I do enjoy when you're honest. Don't you agree?"
"Uh-huh," Hod gasps.
Fingers press in again. It's cold, and Hod squirms a little. "How do you feel now, my little girl?"
"Aaah..."
"Hm... good." Binah's fingers scissor and twist. "It would be a shame if you weren't properly worked up for the others, yes?"
"Mm-hm." Hod's vision is spinning. Her mind is slipping away, pushed and pulled by Binah into a kind of bliss. The others—she'd forgotten, for a moment. Malkuth and Gebura.
writing fanfic of a fanfic (lady of the lake, please read it it's so good). ishy is an abnormality with a mostly human upper half and heathcliff is an agent. Attachment Work Crazy
(very slight spoilers for the original fic) / tentacles
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