FERNWEH

𝙸 𝙰𝙼 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰 𝙸 𝙳𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙸𝙽.

[luredeep-moved]

THIS BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED. select asks and threads will be transferred, please contact me if you want to ensure a specific thread be carried over !! find me @luredeep

[luredeep-moved]

THIS BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED. select asks and threads will be transferred, please contact me if you want to ensure a specific thread be carried over !! find me @luredeep

[luredeep-moved]

THIS BLOG HAS BEEN MOVED. select asks and threads will be transferred, please contact me if you want to ensure a specific thread be carried over !! find me @luredepth until tumblr lets me reclaim my url and it becomes luredeep once again.

[grecoromanyaoi]

of course you have prophetic dreams and pronouns

[luredeep-moved]

digs my claws into the dash plot with malenia dissolves like the elden ring death animation

[kashimalin-fanfiction]

50 Types of Kisses - Writing Prompts

Send in a number and a pairing!

Small kisses littered across the other’s face.

A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.

French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.

A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.

A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.

Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.

A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

An awkward kiss given after a first date.

Starting with bunny kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.

Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Kissing tears from the other’s face.

A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

Kisses shared under an umbrella.

Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

Tentative kisses given in the dark.

Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.

A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

[jauffre]

I dreamt for so long. My flesh was dull gold...and my blood, rotted.

[luredeep-moved]

i will not be here until the end of feb / beginning of march most likely, due to exams and personal things, but i am sneaking ma.lenia on the test menu for then ..

[griefsung-archived]

all those innumerable deaths / that assail you / pursue you / define you. –––– claribel alegría, “from the bridge”

GRIEFSUNG.TUMBLR.COM / ind. highly private maglor of j.r.r. tolkien's works. highly headcanon based, intended for an adult audience only. heavy themes present. written by sam. minors & non-rp blogs do not interact.

[autumnreceipts]

Callout Post for Autumn

gainsflora / florafate / gainsborro , wishngs, rukiahs, fellsister, loversthief .

Last Updated: January 30, 2023.

Warnings: gaslighting, emotional abuse, slander/defamation, cyberstalking, guilt tripping, manipulation, lovebombing, suicidal ideation, self harm.

Any and all evidence in this post has been used with permission in accordance to those affected by Autumn's manipulation. I will be linking and posting screencaps from all parties involved in a detailed POV. Please do not harrass anyone involved in this post, including Autumn herself. That is not the purpose of this and would go against the wishes of those involved.

Hey, Autumn. It honestly brings me no pleasure whatsoever to be writing this .... but the more I find out about your behaviour, the more disgusted and hurt I am at how you've treated not only me, but others as well. Included in this post will tell a story of how Autumn has stalked, gaslit, slandered, and manipulated myself and others. She induced varying degrees of paranoia, anxiety, depression, and stress within her own circles. Frankly, she still is. Ultimately, this post will be a detailed retelling of how Autumn's abuse has not only affected me, but several others.

GOOGLE DOC LINK.

[fenrs]

@luredeep [ TUG ]: the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body. Prompts.

𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄, and without resistance, Fenris finds himself relaxing against their body. Whatever worries that had kept him so quiet, so aloof, before seem to melt away along with the tension he’d been holding in his back. There is, after all, nothing here to be so stressed over. There are only the thoughts in his head of the near future and this: the way his lover holds him.

Fenris takes a few seconds to collect himself, keeping his eyes forward, where he studies the hem at their neckline— Iorveth is wearing something less defensive, softer, than the usual armor. It is the first Fenris has seen him in this— before his gaze drifts upwards, his chin tilting so that he might look properly into their eye.

❝ There are easier ways to get my attention, ❞ he says, as if they both don’t know fully well his fondness for all the ways Iorveth gives his affections. But worry has not left him entirely, so when he reaches up with a hand to brush back into place a few strands of dark hair which had come out of place, it is with utmost care. As his hand retreats, he caresses their face, his thumb brushing along the rise of the taller elf’s cheek bone, before letting his hand come to rest upon their shoulder. ❝ You had it the whole time. ❞ His smile is small, apologetic, even. This evening is not the time for melancholy or the stress which he covers with such paralytic contemplation. He knows he should have come to Iorveth sooner.

❝ You are a man unlike any I have met... and I'm not the only one to carry such sentiment, I think. ❞ And it is not surprising, that others might admire them, for either their actions or the way they present themselves. When his smile fades, however, as he raises himself onto the balls of his feet so that he might feel even closer to them, there is nothing but affection, and a glint of impishness, his own green eyes. His voice is soft, barely above a whisper, as he continues, ❝ There were others, I saw, glancing from afar too. ❞ The satisfaction that Iorveth is here, chest to chest with him, finally pushes all else away, if only for the time being.

[garniers]

*psa

It appears to be the saga continues, and continuing to be vague about it is not going to help anyone so here it goes. Yesterday I made a post about it, but to whom it may concern, there are currently two individuals under the URLs thesevenking and wineandwisdom approaching roleplayers (1x1s, indies, etc) looking for romantic plots. These blogs are supposedly father and son and they have been going around making female roleplayers uncomfortable. 

This person has gone from flirting with players without their consent or approval, to seek out plots that go beyond what these players are comfortable, and ultimately tried to set up these players (mostly women in their 20s) to plot with his father. Mind you, if you check their likes, they are hellbent in playing “dark” and “taboo” themes with them. As an old-timer I see nothing wrong with these subjects, and I was open to plot them initially, until he asked me if I would roleplay  romantic / smut plots with his father—that is after wanting to plot subjects that, put in this context, are incredibly disturbing. And those subjects were cheating, threesomes, and younger women sleeping with their partner’s fathers. 

Please be mindful of these users and block them. At first I was under the impression I was being paranoid, but the longer I sit on this the more people start popping up telling me they were either approached in this same manner, or at the very least, contacted by them. 

[fenrs]

❴ @luredeep gets a starter. For Ciri! ❵

          THE SUSPICION WITH  which he regards her is nothing unusual—  nothing reserved just for her or anything so noteworthy. Were it not a necessity, however, he would have abandoned it long ago. ❝ I... spooked some of the townsfolk earlier. ❞ Reluctant, and colored by hints of defensiveness, Fenris taps at his chin with the tip of his clawed gauntlet. ❝ None of them were hurt, but they there were guardsmen involved. ❞ She’s given the broad strokes, the details remain hidden. ❝ If they see you with me, they will turn on you too. ❞

[luredeep-moved]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘. the intriguing kind, rather than the type that has the hair on her neck stand up. she sees in his eyes a glimpse of something she knows deep in her heart. ❛   well, i was going to get out of this shithole anyway,   ❜ ciri shrugs, not much bothered by the increased danger. after all, she is quite used to it. ❛   how badly spooked, would you say ? will they come looking ?   ❜

[fuxian]

        “  i’m not naive enough to have taught you all of my tricks,  you know.  if i did,  then what could i do to throw you off like this?  silly.  ”

    「 @liarbled​   ❤ ‘d    for a starter. 」

[luredeep-moved]

❛   hmm,    and what makes you think you know all of mine ?   ❜     despite her retort,   yeongmi is smiling,   brushing dirt from her robes as she rises and attempts to repair her dignity.    a flicker of electro hisses in the air with her exhale.    ❛   i feel a kiss as recompense is only just !   ❜

[griefsung-archived]

all those innumerable deaths / that assail you / pursue you / define you. –––– claribel alegría, “from the bridge”

GRIEFSUNG.TUMBLR.COM / ind. highly private maglor of j.r.r. tolkien's works. highly headcanon based, intended for an adult audience only. heavy themes present. written by sam. minors & non-rp blogs do not interact.

[peragrym-deactivated20230308]

𝚀. 𝚆𝙷𝚈? 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙸'𝙼 𝙻𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙸 𝙰𝙼? (yeah, i'm lying about myself. it's november twenty - fifth and i remember nothing past the sound of a gunshot.) 𝙰. 𝙽𝙾, 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙾𝙽. (please, not again——)

private  [&] selective blog for LEE SEONG - JAE, an  original character  influenced by media like  deus ex, cyberpunk 2077, altered carbon, blindspot, and general spy media and fiction. extremely crossover friendly. by garrett.

[lastburden-a-deactivated2025061]

❝ You look different than the last time I saw you, ❞ comes Tristan's gentle observation before he takes a brief swig from his waterskin, sidelong stare fixed upon Iorveth. The elf might be watching the light bustle starting to form in the market square with a sharp eye (unfortunate that that's literal now) but Tristan is watching him, only because it's been several months since their paths last crossed and there's a change in Iorveth. Noticeable, honest, but still subdued. It's Iorveth, after all, and there are few things he reveals between the cracks of his rough exterior.

❝ ... you almost look relaxed, I think. ❞ he's being generous, though, and he knows it ... if only because it's impossible in this day and age. [ Mhm, perhaps not so impossible when you're a dragon. His perspective is different. ]

@luredeep. sc.

[luredeep-moved]

𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙸𝚁, and much of it. it is sparks of hope in what felt eternal darkness ever since the ravine. it is the dream of something greater than pulling weeds, fights that buy nothing but a fragment of time. he wonders at times: what might faoiltiarna think, were he standing now with them ? but faoiltiarna has left them, and he ought to remain in the present. in the present there is tristan, with his ever keen eyes, remarking something unexpected.

❛   is that so ?   ❜ there is no hint of snark nor sarcasm in the elf's tone then, perhaps even somewhat pensive over the comment. relaxed is quite the word, though perhaps it comes closer than any other. not running, not taut as his bowstring at full draw ... ❛   it's been quite a while, hasn't it ?   ❜ his eye strays then, from the crowd to his companion. ❛   it's good to see you. on our side.  i trust you plan to stay ?  ❜