𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙲𝙽 ;; independent tumblr-only semi selective rp blog for original female muses. this blog will be 21+ & will contain DDDNE, nsft, dark, mature, taboo, triggering themes that mostly will not be tagged ( will never force those topics on anyone not willing to write them, talk to me, let's plot it out ). mun: 30+, she/her, call me Q.
MAIN MUSE: anna black, fc adelaide kane , 27-34 ;
KINKS
SMUT STARTERS
MEMES
WISHLIST ( plot ideas, aus, etc )
DESIRES ( mostly smutty visuals, scenarios )
SHORT LIST OF PLOTS ( for when you have no idea how to start )
please reblog from the source, do not copy my posts / writing / etc.
mobile friendly quick rules & k*nks under the cut!
0. DO NOT SPAM-LIKE EVERYTHING IN MY TAGS PLS. IT MESSES UP MY NOTIFICATIONS AND I WILL SOFT BLOCK YOU.
1. no hate in any shape or form will be tolerated, if i see you posting hateful things about any other muse - i will block you. i don't wanna see call outs or anon hate or anything of that sort. i come here to relax and have some fun, not stress about what is happening and why everyone is suddenly hating someone.
2. the mun behind the muse is 30 years old, therefore i ask that all of my writing partners be at least 21 yo and older to write all that nasty content.
3. this is a roleplay blog - nothing that is being written on here is real. no posts that i tag as my wishlist or desires tags are to be taken as more than the musings of fictional characters. please do separate the rp world from reality.
4. i do not write on discord, twitter, through the messages on tumblr, etc. i write my replies through posts and reblogs. that's it.
5. i don't have any actual triggers but i will try to avoid anything around the topics of feet, scat, vore, needles.
6. i write female, hetero muses who are all most interested in older male muses (m, 35yo and older ). most comfortable writing connections like m/f, m/m/f, m/m/f/f, etc. no f/f
7. longer replies are the base of this blog. most of the time a thick, 10-30 lines, of a paragraph is what i'm most comfortable with. i can do shorter things for fun when the muse is hiding but if you continuously give me 1-4 lines i will loose interest.
8. if you wanna write but don't have an idea atm - send a meme. send ten memes. like some posts from my wishlist or desires tags. just let me know what you'd like to base the plot on and we can work from that!
9. short list of k*nks i'm interested in writing on this blog, apply to all muses:
FAVORITES:
AGE DIFFERENCE & AGE PLAY ( wanted connections: older m, 45+ )
ragnar could feel his cock growing harder with each moan coming from the princesses mouth, instinctively he grabbed onto her waist harshly. she was playing a dangerous game, but he knew that in the end he would win. it was a silly ritual this joust, and he knew that there were men who were hoping they were better than him, but that would never be the case. he would lay down his life for anna, and that wasn't ever going to stop. "I will be the victor, my princess." he said, his voice barely staying even. "and then I will have you for myself." he heard the horn in the distance, signally him to go out to the small arena, and he unfortunately had to part with the princess at this moment. "wait for me my love, and I will be back soon." he said, guiding her off the handle of his sword gently before standing and walking towards the arena.
the joust was brutal, not for ragnar, but for the other knights who fought tooth and nail to beat him. but after blood and sweat, he emerged a victor. the cheers were loud, deafening even, but he wasn't focused on any of them. instead he was looking towards the royal thrones, his eyes falling on anna and a smile spreading beneath his mask. he pulled his mask off, bowing at the royals as they announced ragnar as anna's official protector. he was back in the castle before finally seeing anna again. "my princess, i've succeeded." he said, holding his arms out for her.
THE BLOOD SPILLED FOR THE THRILL OF IT now soaked the ground the joust had taken place on. the steel of swords and lace had clashed among the contestants as they fought for pride and victory above the care of their own safety. pride. victory. the right to take the spot as the princess' protector and let the whole kingdom know of their bravery and strenght. Anna supposed it was a title worthy of a few cuts and bruises but she averted her gaze every single time the thud of a motionless body falling filled the air around the arena. no. if she had any say in it there would be no death soaking into the grass of these fields. but alas - this was more than just a pick of her protector. this was entertainment. this was politics. this was everything the men in the stands ached and seethed for, to watch the brutal fights with cheer and laughter on their tongues.
her worries had died the moment the princess heard the call of the judges that signalled the end of the tourney and the victory of the knight they all knew would bear the crown of a winner either way. Anna clapped her hands politely, nodding her head as if this was just another information she had been presented with - but within the constraint of her ribcage her heart felt ready to soar with happiness and relief. to see Ragnar safe, healthy, to see him standing strong.
"Ragnar." the Princess did not care for risk of witnesses as she closed the distance between them, easily falling into the grasp of his broad shoulders and strong arms. the brunette cupped both cheeks with her slender hands, caressing the man's stubbled jaw with her thumbs as if to memorise every inch of his handsome face through sight and touch at once. "I have been worried sick."
new, innocent, absolutely too unsure anna who is at her first night of the job as a s.ex worker and your muse as this experienced, knows what he wants kind of a man that enters the room, rolls up his sleeves and looks at her with that dark, expectant look while she's sitting there on the edge of the bed all terrified but also thinking oH MY GOD HE'S HOT
want someone to stretch my ass out on an inflatable plug while im asleep... occasionally pumping the plug a little bit bigger... hearing me whimper in my sleep... bigger and bigger and bigger until its morning and i wake up with a stretched out ass... ready for use 🫠
remember to grind it up against her tight cunt, trying to get it impossibly deeper while shes whimpering and curling her toes and chewing her sleeve and trying to be a good girl so you'll finish. and remember to hold onto her tight and sink your teeth in deep cause she's gonna thrash, maybe cover her mouth if she screams, when you start to force it in and breed her. shit feels so good. don't forget
Priest who can't help but grind onto you... tenting so bad there's a wet patch on his cassock. He's praying for forgiveness and gasping into your neck, telling you he needs it "just this once", and that you've been seducing him. Priest who doesn't care that you're telling him to stop, since it was you who turned him to sin, humping your leg desperately. He truly believes it isn't his fault, that he's been tempted by the devil,,,,
max's mind slowly started picking up speed as he thought of what happened the night before. his night of passion with his wife, was instead his daughter. he looked over her body, his cum that was still leaking out of her at that moment, and he felt his heart thumping in his chest. because the truth was even though it never should have happened, he didn't hate it. "I definitely had way too much to drink yesterday." he said, rubbing his face as he sat on the bed. "I guess I should be apologizing, i'm sure I... violated you in some way." he said, slowly. he wasn't sure how she felt about what happened, but even if he enjoyed himself he had to gauge her reaction.
"you were, pretty vocal about what was happening last night." he said finally, smirking a bit. "I've never gotten that kind of reaction even from your mother, so... it was fun for me." he reached over, moving a piece of hair out of her face as his eyes scanned down her body. the way each curve looked, the way her breasts looked in the morning...he could feel his cock growing hard again just looking at her.
SHE LAID THERE, WAITING FOR THE SHOCK TO TRULY set within the man's mind. she laid there, waiting for him to come to the same conclusion that she had the night prior - that the two of them had sex, that he had fucked her without protection, that this was possibly the worst thing that could have happened between the two of them but she was not yet panicking about it. not yet. not while she waited to see what her father's approach to the situation would be. she needed to know what he felt, what he wanted. should they forget it ever happened? should they talk about it?
"yes, you did." Anna nodded with a small chuckle, inhaling the mixed scent of their perfume and sex that lingered in the air. the brunette hugged her pillow to her front as she laid on her stomach and watched him acknowledge the truth of the situation - but even then her traitorous eyes began to wander. from the width of Max's shoulders all the way down his broad frame to the narrow dip in his waist and then even lower - making the brunette blush as she noted the semi hard cock right there. it looked so big. so thick. she could not believe she had taken something as big as this in her tiny core but then again, she did not have a chance to get up from the bed just yet. she did not know how sore exactly she was.
"I was, wasn't I?" her blush spread across her cheeks easily, though the woman did nothing to hide it "I enjoyed myself." Anna admitted, if not for the sake of simply telling the truth then at least to make the man stop thinking he violated her. well, maybe he did - but she enjoyed every moment of it. the brunette smiled at the brush of the strand of hair away from her face, such a tender gesture, such a contrast to how he had fucked her that night. "though I guess we should just forget about it, right?" // @casually-writing
THE BINDS WRAPPED AROUND HER WRISTS WERE TIGHT, HARSH, cutting off the blood flow to the tips of her fingers and chaffing the flesh around her wrists as if she were a criminal being lead to their judgement day - somehow the truth was far worse. Anna glared at the back of the town's elders as they held the other end of the rope tied around her wrists, and lead her through the village's streets and then out of the safety of the town's walls into the dark woods beyond. her feet were bare as the brunette stumbled her way into the dark unknown, no light on the path for her to see as the leader of the town walked ahead with a torch in his hand while the other elders and the priests followed, murmuring songs and praise that were well known for the ritual of the sacrifice. they had dragged her from her home, dressed in nothing but her simple cotton nightgown, tied her up like a pig for slaughter and paraded her for all to see who had been chosen for the sacrifice of this year's summer solstice.
"I hope you all burn in hell." Anna hissed through gritted teeth as the men threw the rope over a branch of one of the trees, pulling at it until she was forced to lift her arms above her head, barely keeping balance on her tip toes. they tied the rope to stay in place and then left her hanging by her wrists, the thin nightgown doing nothing to shield her from the cold of the night before the town's leader brought a knife to the line of her collarbone and made a cut. the crimson of her blood immediately soaked into the cotton of the dress, cold realisation dawning on her - they would not make her bleed out. they left her here to lure in the beast to have his own fun with her.
You might think you're done after you've swallowed my cum. But I want you to stay there on your knees. I'll wipe the tears from your face and tell you what a good job you did choking on my cock. Then I'll bend down and give you a kiss on your forehead and whisper to you.
"Put it back in your mouth, sweetheart. I need to piss too" 💛
max grunted with each thrust, he could tell she was close as her walls were beginning to squeeze his aching cock with each movement. her multiple begging of please were causing him to get more erratic with his movements as he neared his own release. "shit." he said, putting his face in her shoulder as he pounded harder into her roughly. he squeezed his eyes shut, slowing his movements as he felt ropes of cum spread into her womb, a gutteral moan falling from his lips. "fuck, that was good." he sighed, continuing to thrust through his orgasm until he was spent. he pulled his cock out of her, lying on his back as he caught his breath with a chuckle. "we're definitely giving anna a sibling now." he joked, patting her thigh with his hand. he was exhausted, but drinking and fucking will do that to him, and he found himself quickly falling asleep.
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it was early the next morning when he awoke, small rays of sunshine coming into the room and hitting him in the face. he groaned, rubbing his face as he struggled to open his eyes. he was suddenly aware that he was still naked from last nights activities and he smirked, reaching over and rubbing his hand on her arm without looking at her. "sweetie, wake up. we have to take a shower and wash our filth off." he said, finally turning his head and being face to face with anna. "shit." he said, scrambling out of the bed. "anna, what the hell are you doing here-" he began, before he looked around and realized he was in her room. "shit."
THE WORDS CHILLED HER TO THE VERY CORE for a second or two before the warmth of the cum filling her womb overwhelmed any and all rational thoughts. the brunette laid on her back on the bed, feeling the weight of Max's frame dipping the mattress at her side and the warmth of him so close that it soothed any and all worries that threatened to bloom beneath the surface. everything about this was wrong, fucked up, absolutely disgusting. every single moment from start to finish. and yet, Anna could not help herself as her hands wandered down the length of her naked body and then her right dipped to the spot between her thighs where their mixed juices leaked out of her ruined, continuously clenching hole. proof of what they had done coating her fingertips, claiming her pussy from inside out. his. marked and claimed.
the brunette was not quite sure when she managed to fall asleep but it was her dad's voice that brought her back to the real world. green eyes peaked open, taking a quick look around the room and then to the man standing at her side as realisation dawned onto her along with the memories. the images of keeping quiet as the man's large frame pinnedher to the bed - now flashing through her head. a blush spread across her cheeks as Anna cuddled more into the sheets on the bed, though it did nothing to cover up her naked body. was there even a point to hiding? he had felt it all the night before, discovered every inch of her through touch. "hi." the brunette spoke softly, looking at Max, watching the man's frame unfold before her as he jumped out of the bed "I think you had a bit too much wine to drink last night." Anna offered in a calm tone, not accusing and yet not hiding the truth from him at all. though she decided not to mention anything about the risky sex they had, about the consequences that could come to be if they did not act fast. it was all plain to see. her body still on display, his cum still leaking out of her as she moved. "are you okay?"
