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Rules for RPing With This Blog

I've had this blog since 2021, and I only just realized that I've never posted any sort of rules. This is primarily because this is a private and selective blog. If I didn't hand the URL to you on a silver platter, I'm not sure how you got it. lol

This blog is chalk-full of adult content. Both mun and muse of my RP partners MUST be 18+. I will not RP with anyone on this blog who is legally a child in the United States. If I find out you're under 18 and you're following me, I'll block you. In fact, I'm not particularly comfortable with RPing smut with anyone under 25, because I'm in my 40s, and have been RPing on Tumblr since 2011 (and those are just my Tumblr credentials, I've been RPing a lot longer than that).

I will not RP smut with anyone I have never written with before. This is referring to either my main RP blog (@runningracingdancingchasing) or one of my side RP blogs (@bexmuses and @acutelyarachnophobic). This is for my personal comfort. I need an OOC rapport with my RP partners before smut will even be on the table. This does not mean I won't RP smut with you ever, we just have to build that rapport first, preferably with non-smutty RPs happening between our characters first.

I ship chemistry in the most literal way possible, and Rapunzel will not sleep with someone she's not at least friends with. She doesn't do flings or one-night-stands. She's demi-bi, and will not feel attracted to someone she doesn't know at all. As a sub-note of that, just because you may RP as the same character as one of my other RP partners does not mean that she knows your version of the character. They'll have to start fresh and build that chemistry.

I will not RP non-con, period.

If I say no to RPing smut with you, and you try to badger, cajole, beg, or convince me into it, I will block you.

Rules updated December 23, 2024

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wardoffthenight

Sven Sauer - Deviation

The installation consists of 1,200 glass shards, each of which is aligned by hand. The train is moved centimeter by centimeter and each new glass shard is turned into the correct position so that the beam of light is directed to the next glass shard. As soon as the train starts moving, this creates a chain reaction of light...

#gleam and glow

Visitors? Huh.

Usually, that sort of thing was reserved for family, wives, long-term girlfriends. Not best friends who you'd been on four dates with. Still, he liked the thought of her watching him while he worked so hard at training. While he thought, he settled on the sofa beside her, leaning back and getting comfortable once more.

"... I'll speak to our coach," he offered in the end, giving her a crooked smile. "And, hey, if not, I'll kick a ball around outside for you." It wasn't as if he couldn't practice his footwork at home, too.

It was as if she could see the wheels in his head turning as he considered her request, and there was a moment where she thought he might turn her down. After all, they'd only just started dating. She wasn't family, and she definitely wasn't his wife, even though they'd both expressed disinterest in being done with each other so soon. But a thrill ran through her, warm and pleasant, when he offered the other option, and she absolutely beamed at him.

"Thanks!" she enthused, and pressed another kiss to his cheek, this one cool and wet from the water. "That's sweet of you. I don't want to come on too strong. I know this whole thing with us has been kind of a whirlwind the past few days. I don't want to be presumptuous."

Boy, did she not ever want to be too presumptuous. Now that she had him, a part of her was terrified he'd ultimately decide against her. Best to keep that squashed down.

#My Every Thought Is of This Being True #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

snarkafterhours

Never in his life would he shy away from such open encouragement, both from those digits in his curls and the hum that came with them. Yet her words seemed like a permission of sorts, hands working their way down Rapunzel's shoulders, one slipping to the clasp at her bra.

Surely she wouldn't mind if….?

Knowing it would perhaps show that he'd done this far too many times, two fingers slid underneath the two clasps there--having them undone with two small tugs. Though he took his time with removing the piece off of her entirely, kissing near the straps, then worked his way back to his original position. His next move was more daring, warm lips dropping to each breast as he wiggled the bra free in one smooth, practiced movement. "I can make," a couple move kisses, gentle hands now moving to cup one of those newly exposed breasts,"….that happen."

There was not an ounce of Rapunzel that was taken aback by him being experienced at this. There had been such a long span of time that they hadn't been a couple, and even though she'd thought him dead, once she knew he wasn't, it was simple for her mind to fill in that he'd had a life outside of her, and had every right to one. It wasn't like she had sat around forever alone, though no one had really stuck. She'd tried sex a few times, but had never been that enthralled with it.

For some reason, it was different with him.

She smiled, both at his antics and his statement. "Please do," she smiled, fingers grazing over the exposed skin of his back. She knew it would take a little bit for them to fall into stride with one another, and there was a non-zero chance that they'd end up not being sexually compatible, and that was alright, too! She hoped. It would be alright be her, but what if it wasn't alright by him...?

"I'm not... great at this, yet," she expressed, swallowing hard. "Not a ton of practice."

#ofsnarkandmagic #snarkafterhours

“As am I. Truly, I had made it months ago. I just hadn’t asked it.”

He’d been lost to her for a long time, now, and he did not mind at all. Initially, he’d been afraid - he’d seen what the loss of his father had done to his mother, and he did not wish to invite that sort of attachment and pain onto himself. But surely the love and joy he felt with Rapunzel now was worth it?

She sounded so tired and content, and her fingers sifting through his hair was so very soothing. He smiled against her skin and snuggled down, arm around her, cheek pressed against her breasts like a pillow. “I love you,” he murmured, voice low and warm. “Get some sleep, sweetheart.”

Months ago. Yes. She had been his longer than she had realized, and once she had realized, there had been nothing for it, but to wait things out. What a funny turn life took, that he should be the north star for her heart, the guiding light that brought her home.

Another deep inhale and exhale, and she murmured a soft, "Yes." A long pause, and then, "I love you, too," as her sleepy brain realized she had not said it yet.

Gradually, her fingers slowed in his hair, and then stilled entirely, though her hand did not leave his head, as sleep claimed her at last.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

He grinned as she reached for him. What a wonder, to be so wanted. He hadn’t realised just how much he enjoyed simple proximity, to be cuddled close. It was not becoming of a gentleman to ‘cuddle’. And yet, when she looked at him this way, and it felt so wonderful, how could he resist?

He dropped the cloth aside and gathered the blankets, drawing them over Rapunzel before snuggling beneath them himself. He shifted closer in her arms, sighing out long and low in satisfaction and comfort and contentment.

“It is fine,” he assured her. “I can feel it. The wound is unharmed. The muscles and skin around it are slightly irritated, perhaps, but that is likely simply because they have been so coddled. Do not worry.” He leaned in to press his lips to her cheek, then her temple. He shifted onto his good side, facing her, and slipped his bad arm around her, fingers trailing absently along her side.

Yes, now she felt complete. Giving him a broad, sleepy smile, she allowed her eyes to close fully, and exhaled a long, low sigh. This was bliss, heaven. How could something so wonderful be considered wrong?

"Very well, I shall not for now," she murmured, well aware of how sleepy her voice was. Determined to not fall asleep promptly, she began sifting her fingers through his hair, resting her other hand on his arm. "Mmm... I adore you, querido. I am so pleased the promise has at last been made."

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

Her yawn was simply adorable. Why should an ordinary bodily function make him feel so fond? He didn't have the energy to question it just now and simply shifted to the edge of the bed. Oh, he hoped the apothecary would be able to help. Surely there was some sort of herb or medicine that either of them could take that would ensure they had nothing to worry about?

He made his way over to her basin, pouring water from the jug and dipping a wash cloth in. Once it was damp, he cleaned himself up, rinsed the cloth, then returned to her side. She was beautiful lying there on the tangle of bed sheets, skin flushed and dewy, eyes half-closed, a look of total satisfaction on her face.

Gazing adoringly, he sat beside her and gently swept the washcloth over her legs and centre, cleaning away her wetness, his seed, their sweat. "Comfortable, querida?" he murmured.

The drag of the cool cloth against her flushed skin was heaven, and she sighed out in satisfaction. Even on such a chill night, it felt good to be cooled like this after so vigorous an activity.

"I could be a bit more comfortable," she confessed impishly, and opened her arms to him. This would be their first time sleeping side by side without an injury to be overly concerned about. However, he had rested his weight on that shoulder more than once, and that was a little concerning. "How is your shoulder, darling? The doctor said that this was one of the forbidden activities until you had recovered, but I am afraid I am very selfish when it comes to you..."

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

He was quiet for a while, feeling the slight ache of the muscles in his lower body, and a very faint strain in his shoulder. It was alarming, really, how quickly he became out of shape after only a week or so of limited activity. Ah, but he was far too blissful to worry about that just now.

He lay there against her, tucking his face into her neck, savouring her scent - their scent - and the gentle press of her chest against his as she breathed. And then she spoke, excitement and joy clear in her voice, and he could not help but grin, drawing back to look at her before turning his attention to the ring. It really did suit her nicely. The gem glistened in the lamplight the same way her eyes did, like sunlight shining through leaves.

"That we are. I thought I was supposed to have tired you out of this excitement?" he played. Finally, he pecked her lips and drew back properly to stretch, bones clicking satisfyingly as he did so. "Mmm... and I made a mess of you, my love. I apologise, I did not move in time. Let me clean it up."

She felt utterly blissful, floating on a sea of contentment. The way he smiled at her now spoke of just how happy he was with the situation.

"I will tire soon," she assured him. "I dare say, you will become accustomed to my habits, and I yours." She watched him stretch appreciatively, her fingers itching for her sketchbook once more, before a great yawn escaped her. "There, you see?" she giggled softly. But she blushed a bit at his apology. "It is alright, love. I do not mind. Though I will appreciate being cleaned. I must go to the apothecary, so that we need not worry so. I am certain they will have a means to prevent us from accidentally having a child."

She settled against the pillows, the energy ebbing out of her bit by bit. She was comfortable and worn and oh so happy.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

"You shall not be forced to do a thing, my love," he growled. No ifs, ands, or buts. He had beaten the Duke to a pulp, and he would not hesitate to do so to anybody else who attempted to treat Rapunzel that way. Or, in fact, any woman in his presence.

Of course she would have questions, even after that. She had such a curious, intelligent mind, and he was not at all surprised that she had picked up on something new. How to explain...? It was exceedingly hard to focus when his mind was drifting in bliss and her fingers were raking so gorgeously through his hair. He could feel her heart thrumming against his own, almost as if the two were having their own separate conversation.

"It is not. ... it is an expletive," he told her, still a little breathless. "But also a noun. What we just did... and what we did in the barn. Intercourse. That is... fucking. Though it is most ungentlemanly of me to say," he added and drew back just enough to give her a little roguish smirk. "I fear I am a very bad influence upon you, Miss Solaris."

An expletive. For all that Madame Gothel did in that house, for as terribly as she treated her in the end, she never used expletives, considering them far too low-brow to be uttered. She did not want Rapunzel to know language like that.

Rapunzel smiled, learning her first expletive. "If it is ungentlemanly of you," she breathed, "it must be even less ladylike for me. And yet I find myself looking forward to using it. A bad influence, indeed!" She pressed her lips to his briefly, a crooked smile on her lips.

For a minute or two, she floated in bliss, eyes half-closing as she continued to finger-comb his hair. He had come in here tonight to spend their last hour together before bed, and had ended up proposing! They had been intimate together -- fucked -- because she had been unable to sleep in her excitement. She imagined she would be able to sleep well now!

"Darling, we are engaged at last!" She pulled her hand from his hair and moved it to where she could see the gem glistening in the lamplight, so pretty and perfect on her finger.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

She squeezed around his length and he gasped out at the delicious sensation, the trace of a moan in his voice. He kept moving, movement somewhat stilted at both the change in sensation and the pleasure rushing through him, so hard and fast that he was dizzy with it. His pleasure only increased as she bit hard at his shoulder and whimpered. That combination had his own pleasure cresting.

He barely pulled out in time, releasing the moment he was no longer inside her, spilling against her thigh despite his best efforts. "Fuck," he whispered through gritted teeth, his eyes screwed shut with the immense pleasure. Every muscle was tense and trembling. His heart continued to race, his chest heaving, and he pressed down against her, unable to hold up all his weight any longer. He pressed his face against the curve between her neck and shoulder as he finally relaxed, and blissful euphoria settled over him like a blanket.

There was that word again! She would certainly have to ask its meaning, once she had caught her breath!

But for now, she held him tightly as her body came down from the exquisite high he had pushed her into. She could feel his seed against her thigh, and her curiosity piqued. She wanted to examine it, see what it was like to handle, but she wasn't exactly in a position to do that just now.

Raking her fingers though his hair, she felt her heart still pounding in her chest, and listened to their mingling harsh breathing.

"I cannot imagine being forced to do this with someone I do not love," she murmured. "And I cannot fathom loving someone and not wishing to engage in this."

She pressed a kiss to his ear and smiled. "What does that mean?" she wondered. "'Fuck.' You said it twice. It does not sound like Portuguese."

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

Her sound! She had sounded so incredible tonight - he would have a plethora of noises to choose from in the fantasies he would inevitably be having until they got to be like this together again. For a moment, he missed her legs around him, his waist strangely cold in her absence. Oh, but then she was pushing up into him, making each thrust deeper, harder, their hips meeting with a muffled wet slap that was absolute heaven.

As she gasped, he pressed forward, muffling her voice with his kiss. "Shh," he whispered. "I know, darling, shh..." Oh, but he could not blame her. It was only his experience preventing him from becoming too loud, himself. It took a tremendous amount of willpower not to come apart right then. No. He would not leave her unsatisfied.

With a slight tug at her hair, hips never letting up, he tilted his head downwards to bite sharply at her neck once more. He wished very much to leave a mark but resisted the urge for the sake of propriety, settling instead of leaving another sharp bite just below her jaw.

Oh oh oh! That bite! If it was not for him silencing her mere moments before, she would surly have yelped in the pleasure-pain and also in her pinnacle suddenly crashing through, rushing through her blood like a torrent of lava, lifting her up and exploding inside her! She clung even tighter to him, holding on as though for dear life, though this hardly felt like dying!

She had a last thought for him before the overwhelming sensation completely overtook her, and sunk her teeth into his shoulder, whimpering against his skin as she did.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

Her arched back had her pressing up against him and he let out a sound somewhere between a grunt and a sigh of pleasure, pressing his hand against her lower back to encourage that press and keep her close. He rocked into her again and again, his breathing coming faster, harsher.

Soon? He swallowed audibly and drew back to look at her, drinking in the look on her face, the blush on her cheeks, the pleasure in her eyes. "Me too," he murmured. He'd have to be careful to pull out in time, but he was determined to hold out until she had reached her pinnacle.

He kissed her hard, elbow braced beside her head and hand tangled in her hair. Without breaking the kiss, he adjusted the angle of his hips slightly so the base of his shaft would drag against that spot above her entrance with each push, keen to give her any additional stimulation he could.

Him too! Wonderful! Oh, she would need to go to the apothecary and soon, so that they need not worry so much!

Another muffled cry burst from her, directly into the kiss, directly into his mouth. He knew exactly what to do, all the time, and it was sending her careening through this glorious experience.

She unwrapped her legs and planted her heels on the bed, pushing up into him, meeting each thrust as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. "Yes, darling...!" she gasped, clinging tighter with her arms and hands in lieu of letting go with her legs. "Rai...!"

Almost! Any moment, now, and she would be finished!

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

His mind narrowed completely. He could no longer spare a thought for their honeymoon or their wedding or anything at all except how they were together, here and now. The way she panted and smiled up at him had his heart seizing with adoration. She could not be any more wonderful. It simply wasn't possible. That she would tease and challenge him while also loving him and caring for him so thoroughly was complete perfection. He could not ask for more.

As she kissed his palm and thumb, he sighed out, dropping his head down to mouth along her clavicle, then nipped sharply at the hollow below her throat. His hips picked up the pace, pressing into her a little harder, a little faster, feeling the pleasure swelling inside him. Every nerve ending was alight.

There was something about the way he was looking at her now; she was not at all certain she had ever seen him looking quite like this. And yet she knew that expression, because she felt it upon her own face as she gazed up at him. He was everything. Her entire world.

He kept finding new and interesting places to bite, and it always took her by surprise. She gasped and arched her back as his teeth gripped and hips sped up, and she knew that she would not last much longer.

"Rai...!" she gasped. "Soon..." Her cheeks burned to say it out loud. Perhaps that would fade with time, but she sincerely hoped this feeling did not. She wanted to feel this way about him always, to want him so ardently.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

The combined pleasure of her scratching him and whimpering had him moaning softly against her neck. But then there she went, gripping his rear, pushing him against her harder every time he moved, and his breath caught, the tiniest whine in the back of his throat. He couldn't help a harsh bite against her pulse point.

She wanted to try everything? He sniffed a laugh, but it was short lived, with the way her breathing changed, the way she groaned, the constant press of their hips. He gripped her rear, her breast, then cupped her face. "The problem is..." he breathed. "I cannot imagine myself angry with you. Perhaps... we should both need to be angry... at an external force..."

That harsh bite had her pressing her mouth against his skin so that the cry that followed was somewhat muffled. Goodness, but biting did so much for her!

He gripped her all over, and she adored his hand seeking to land on every bit of her body until it ended oh so sweetly at her face. Her eyes twinkled up at him, even as her open, panting mouth smiled. "I was thinking... precisely the same..."

She adored how he sounded right now, all breathless and wanting, filled to the brim with the same desire, the same love, she felt. Turning her head, she kissed his palm, then the pad of his thumb.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

He never stopped moving his hips. Being inside her like this, so deep, surrounding by warmth and wetness and her? It felt so good. How could something simple feel so good? How did many couples only deign to do this for reasons of procreation? Surely this desire, this pleasure, this feeling, was more than enough to warrant doing this as much as possible. Especially with how she was panting and holding him and gazing at him.

He blushed hotly at her compliment, ducking his head with a small grin. Goodness. She always spoke highly of him, but somehow, he still was not used to this. Not even slightly. "You're... one to talk," he murmured out in return, smirking as he mimicked her words. Another kiss to her lips, and then he pulled away - dragging her lower lip with his teeth as he did so - and ducked his head to mouth along her neck.

She blushed at his return compliment, smiling at how they just kept repeating one another. It showed her how synchronized they were in heart and mind. They felt so similarly about so many things.

She whimpered as he dragged her lip, then sighed out pleasurably as lips and teeth and tongue scored along her neck. She scratched down his back, recalling mid-way to make it harder, skipping the bit where her own legs were, then grabbed his rear and tugged him against her a little harder with each thrust.

"I want to try this every way with you," she whimpered. "I shall even try... in anger to... see if I like it." Her breathing was picking up, and she bit her lip, groaning.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

The noise she made against his neck made him laugh. Was she trying to scold him? It certainly wasn’t a moan. He’d been too loud just then, but he was hardly in the mind to care just now. How could he possibly care about anything at all except for he and Rapunzel, together this way?

Fuck! She moaned too loudly as well! He groaned softly into the kiss, completely and utterly enamoured by her and the way she reacted to everything he was doing. “Shh, darling,” he purred, voice laced with arousal and amusement. They were just as bad as one another, weren’t they?

He sucked her tongue into his mouth. A hand dropped down to her thigh, stroking up the expanse of smooth skin where it curled around his waist. His other braced against the pillow beside her head; he drew back from the kiss and gazed at her through half-lidded eyes, hair falling forward and brushing her forehead as his hips pressed over and over in that delicious rhythm.

"You're... one... to talk," she panted, grinning briefly. And then he was kissing her again, sucking on her tongue and stroking her leg as though... she did not even know what to compare it to! Only that there was both reverence and desire in his touch, leaving a burning wake branding her skin with his fingerprints.

She gazed up at him. The way his hair fell, it brought scattered, moving, dappled light on his forehead and across his eyes from the single lamp, which he had lit when she had woken him up. It was a dazzling sight, and it made her heart thrum, her desire winding tighter and tighter as he thrust into her again and again.

"Gorgeous..." she whispered, utterly enamored by the sight of him. "... Linda demais."

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

She pulled hard, not so much so that it hurt, but enough to tug his head back. He moaned, then louder as she bit his throat. It was too loud. Fuck. He could hardly help it, though, between the inferno between their hips, her hand in his hair, her teeth at his neck! His pleasure was mounting now, every nerve alive and blazing, his entire body flushed with heat and pleasure and need. He would not last much longer at this rate.

"Do not do anything I wish of you," he protested gently, cupping the back of her head to encourage her biting. "Do not neglect your own needs or comfort for the sake of... ahhh... my whims."

Still, he could not speak for long and focused instead on pushing deep inside her, as deep as he could. That wet slapping sound only spurred him on. Again, he reached down to rub just above her opening and kissed her harder, messier, tongue accidentally brushing over her chin as it searched for hers.

God, that moan! She wanted to hear it again and again and again! And yet she was aware how loud it was, and she blushed deeply, hoping no one would wake. He'd shushed her for less in the stables. She attempted to shush him now, but with her grip on his skin with her teeth, it came out more like a slobbery hiss.

She let go as soon as he told her not to do anything for his whims. "I shall try for your whims," she whispered against his hot skin. "To see if I do not hate it."

But he began to rub her again and she felt like a hypocrite, because a moan exploded from her throat, muffled too late by his desperate kiss.

#Teach Me To Be More Adaptive #xiaolintease #xiaolindude

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