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𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛!

[vulprose]

hello ! this is an indie rp blog for sucrose from gen/shin im/pact written by moss (24 | they/them) this is a mutuals only, adult interaction only blog, as there will be certain adult themes on this blog that i am not comfortable with writing with non-mutuals or minors. more information can be found on my carrd:

❧  sucrose

dms are open to anyone, and discord is available upon request !

[vulprose]

genuinely apologetic to anyone who got that mobile announcement of my return to sucrose / windblume has her so loud and excitable and i've missed her so much, but now that vess feels like writer's block x10, i thought giving sucrose some more of my time and attention would be nice

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@pluetonic. || unprompted starter for rubedo >:)c

🧪️ — letting go of rubedo's hand, sucrose began removing her cape, shrugging it off her shoulders and folding it neatly on a nearby stone. she toed off her shoes and began unclasping the ribbons of her garter belt, propping one foot up on the rocks in order to carefully slip her stockings down her legs, folding those as well in order to set them aside. her romper came next, unlacing the garment so she could shimmy it down her hips, stepping out and adding it to the perfect pile of shed clothing. lastly, vixen hooked her thumbs in her panties, and in just a few moments she was standing bare before the other alchemist. a shiver passed through her at the minute change in temperature, giving way to a wave of goosebumps as her nipples hardened under rue's gaze. her whole body felt like static.

❝ since it's just the two of us, i figured we could take a nice little break, ❞ murmured sucrose, tail flicking back and forth as she eyed the steaming water. ❝ i'm aware that hot springs can often be teeming with waterborne pathogens, but plenty of people indulge in them, so i'm sure we'll be fine — just don't drink any of it. ❞ turning from him, sucrose experimentally dipped one foot into the water, letting out a little whimper as another shiver wracked her body. it was so warm, much warmer than the air around them, and sucrose quickly slipped down into the pools, finding a decent rock to sit on. water clung to her breasts where they still crested the surface, rivulets running down her skin as she leaned back against the edge of the spring. vulpine ears relaxed significantly, and her honey-gold eyes fell shut, as if nothing else existed around her.

❝ join me, ❞ she called, ❝ i want to share this with you. ❞

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@vulprose said: [ nibble ] — sender nibbles and licks against receiver’s breasts/nipples :)c

intimacy is a delicate craft, one to which mona is unsure if she's the most experienced in. of course, yes, the astrologist had indeed had her fair share of moments in and out of sheets with another, yet no experience could compare to this moment right here - shared between an admittedly likely source. of course, in hindsight it was incredibly likely that sucrose would be the first person she allowed herself to get intimate with within mondstadt's walls - wandering glances were a thing mona had been making rather frequently in the recent months, and the dreams ... while they're something she'd certainly keep to herself, surely they could have been a premonition to this very moment.

heavens above, though. she was undoubtedly surprised - in a good way, the type of surprise that got her adrenaline rushing.

she sits on sucrose's lap as if the alchemist were her very own throne - straddled against her. the top of her garb has been hastily tugged down to reveal her chest, where sucrose has seemingly made her current home. ❝ you know, it's funny, ❞ she starts through already ragged breath, the air in her lungs stolen by the woman she sits upon, ❝ i'd thought about getting them pierced once. i hadn't thought it'd be worth it though - nobody had quite seemed too interested in giving them attention, but you- oh, gods above. ❞ one thing is for sure, though ; she felt as the room were spinning, cheeks flushed as a hand cradles the other on the back of the head.

❝ i feel as if you are just being a tease. ❞ ever greedy mona - it was hard not to beg for her to take and take more - to ask to be unraveled at the very seams through clearly expert tongue motions and careful, precise fingers she'd always imagined riding. a breathy sigh flees the cavern of her mouth - only a brief insight to the turmoil of want that the scientist dares spin with a slight pull to sensitive flesh.

then again, oh, what she'd give to touch her - to lay back against quilted sheets and allow the knight to use her as she saw fit. to stare up to her, nudged between plumped thighs covered with those damned stockings - the thought makes her moan aloud, pulling the other away from tits she's clearly marked as hers through every lick, suck, bite she could offer to them. a hand reaches down, tilting sucrose's chin upwards to grant the astrologist easy access in leaning down for a kiss, her mouth immediately finding entrance to make itself familiar with the sharpness of her teeth and the infatuating taste of her mouth.

a single string of salivate connects their lips when she dares to pull away, sharpening her gaze to look down upon the other with a slight pout. ❝ please tell me you don't only plan on mauling my tits all night. i'll let you do whatever freaky little experiments you wish to your hearts contentment - please, just fuck me. ❞

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🧪     —     sucrose had never been the type to seek out people, at least not since the loss of her two closest friends. as she matured, blossomed into adulthood, she had truly learned to keep to herself, and she would always say she preferred it that way, without the hassle of understanding the nuance of socializing. despite this, the young alchemist had genuinely come to look forward to getting together with mona, they'd gotten rather close in the passing months — so close, in fact, that sucrose hadn't thought twice about bluntly admitting to the astrologer that she had been daydreaming about what the other woman's perfectly pouty lips tasted like.

oh, how things had shifted from that point.

here, now, with one of mona's hardened nipples under her tongue, sucrose was nearly dizzy with the desire she felt. she'd laid out their contract already, one she'd written up in the middle of the night at one point in order to ensure mona's safety and autonomy while they explored the new features of their relationship. since that concern was out of the way, sucrose found herself ever eager to make star-reader melt under her touch, to feel her writhe and to taste her, memorize her in full.

delicate fingers rolled warm nipples with ease as mona pulled vixen from her breast, and sucrose hummed gently into their shared kiss.   ❝ don't pierce them, ❞   she murmured, gazing up at her partner with adoration,   ❝ i wouldn't be able to tease at your breasts for far too long... ❞   she gave a playful little pout, as fingertips trailed down mona's abdomen, slow in their journey down between her parted thighs, when sucrose slipped her thumb under the fabric of mona's bodysuit, rubbing her gently through naught but her stockings.

❝ but if you do, i suppose i'll just have to pay more attention here until they've healed. ❞

as the pad of her thumb rhythmically circled the astrologer's clit, she tasked her other hand with undoing the rest of mona's clothing. once loosened enough, sucrose leaned up to kiss her once more, before pulling back to observe her partner.   ❝ miss mona megistus experiment number six: how many times can i make you cum on my tongue? my hypothesis is... three. at least. but there will be new variables for each subsequent round, ❞   an excited smile, genuine, soft. ears perked up just a bit.   ❝ stand up, and then lay back, i want to undress you. ❞

[vulprose]

— which art motif are you?

dappled sunlight

you see all the beautiful things in life. you're always looking to learn and be better, especially from the world around you. thank you for believing so strongly in goodness. art reference: woodland glade by david poulter

tagged by: @yuhqing tagging: @ecleips the only person i haven't seen do this already idk (sorry if i missed mutuals who haven't, i'm tagging you too)

[cryoexorcist]

Independent and selective Chongyun from Genshin Impact. Canon divergent, headcanon heavy. Please read rules and other information before interacting.

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@vulprose said: ❝ it was an accident. well… mostly an accident. ❞

the art of alchemy and all things related was something mona always found herself unable to grasp. words and teachings could easily pass through her tympanum, yet the knowledge would never be something the astrologist could soak up, no matter how hard she tried.

so, as the smoke clears from around the alchemist table, all she can really do is stare in abject amazement - pale pink lips left slightly agape in the catastrophe of it all. there was much to say - much to question, yet the first thing she opts for is concern. an admittedly abnormal thing in the sorcerer's vocabulary. then again, the bond she held with the other was an abnormality in its own sense. ❝ are you ... okay ?? ❞

a slender digit reaches out, drifting along soot covered walls before icy shades of blue turn their attention to the pad of it. ❝ honestly, i don't know if i should rush you to the church or instead be amazed that you seem to have done this and managed to come out in one piece. ❞ cool tones find their way to the other's figure once more, giving it one mere look over before settling up against gentle honey hues of the other's irises. ❝ what in the world were you even trying to do ?? ❞

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🧪️ — she wore soot from head to knee, only sparing her lower legs because of the table on which she was working. blinking slowly, sucrose could feel the debris in her eyelashes, and she carefully slipped off filthy gloves to wipe her eyes with clean hands. she frowned. ❝ ew... a thin layer of soot is covering everything... ❞ alchemist let out a small cough, trying to downplay the disaster she’d just caused. glancing up at mona, honey glaze eyes met blue for just a moment, and she gave a sheepish smile before dropping her gaze to the project that had just exploded. ❝ i-i’m okay though, ❞ she began, hope in her voice as she leaned over the pot on the table, ❝ i think it worked! just... just a little bit of a mess.❞

in truth, the alchemist had been eager to show off the product of this experiment, but knowing mona was witness to the entire explosion made it a little bit less impressive. ❝ s-sorry about the mess, ❞ sucrose muttered, clearing the last trails of smoke from the pot with her hand. ❝ though i suppose if anything had caught fire, i could have said “oh, pretty please miss mona, will you douse the flames?”❞ voice playful, soft, as she reached into the pot and pulled from it a whole, intact sunsettia. the only change that had come from the explosion was that the fruit now bore a deep purplish color. she held it aloft, rubbing debris from its skin, and a genuine grin spread across her face.

❝ mona, look! i’ve been working on creating new fruit variations. if i’m not mistaken, this one should have a sweeter flesh, and the meat inside should have a little tart aftertaste at full ripeness. ❞ ignore the fact that it survived an explosion, if you will.

[vulprose]

i finally 100%ed this area and now my [good] hand has been aching from playing this stupid game... but i also got the namecard and i level 90'd alhaitham today so things are going well

[vulprose]

ᴜʀʟ sᴏɴɢ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ.

V — vanilla twilight / owl city U — united states of eurasia / muse L — lake pontchartrain / ludo P — pancreas / weird al yankovic R — running up that hill / placebo O — one caress / depeche mode S — still counting / volbeat E — emoji / au/ra

[vulprose]

a couple modern au sucrose hcs in no particular order

botanist/geneticist assistant lab instructor at university, loves her job immensely and loves learning to see things from new perspectives as her students tend to show her

dresses rather modestly for class, though she always has a garter belt and cute stockings under her skirt, definitely dark academia aesthetic but swap out the usual neutral earth tones for blues and greens

has floral tattoos up the sides and backs of her thighs, up her backside / animal skull tattoos, and an underbust tattoo (though these are reflected in main verse as well) she also has a handful more science based tattoos in modern verse, a series of pinned butterflies between her shoulder blades, an anatomical heart over her chest, and the sucrose molecule on the inside of her upper arm, to name a few

likes to rollerblade in her free time, ice skate when it gets cold

she likes to go out for a drink every so often but 85% of the time she's out you'll find her cooped up in a cafe putzing around on her laptop, usually working or researching for fun

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when sucrose is having genuine conversations with people she trusts, she will always try to meet them at eye level. while she's only 5'4" (163cm), she will either sit on a desk or find something to stand on (stacks of books, a crate, a step stool, etc.) in order to meet the eyes of someone taller than her. if someone is shorter, she has a tendency to relax her posture, or even call for them both to sit down somewhere so they'll be about even. she does this sort of compulsively, it's not necessarily subconscious because she is making the decision to, y'know, stack books and shit, but she will always try to make it an even playing field. this also applies to when she's trying to reach for something high up out of reach and she's too stubborn to ask someone tall for help. :)

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when they bleed you wonder if it'll be red or black, like ink, like the clothes you wear in a funeral. they do not kill, no. they are what comes after. (c)

[vulprose]

your vibes: jasmine flowers, mauvey colors, first snowfall of the year, coffee at 3am, a deck of tarot cards, picking at dried paint, homemade candles, and cute frogs. it makes more sense when you don't try to make sense of it.

what the unholy—

i ,, this is so gentle i could cry, i am a frog lover at heart i have pictures from my childhood with frogs catchin a ride on my glasses at the school playground..... this is so sweet and i really can feel the vibes you're conveying, i am truly so grateful for this message it has honestly made my whole night 🥺

[electric-daisy-forest]

Anonymously tell me what kind of vibe I give off

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she's a 10 but'll stack a dangerous amount of books on top of each other instead of asking for help reaching a high shelf

🧪️ — ❝ if there's a will, there's a way! unlike some people, i wasn't granted the longest legs in teyvat. i have to make do. ❞

[vulprose]

[ THEY’RE A 10 BUT … ] "you don't see yourself for how beautiful you are, inside and out ... "

🧪️ — ❝ well, i... i suppose i simply believe there is much more to learn about myself before i make a conclusive judgment. i am an unfinished experiment. ❞

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