you’d be surprised,

                          what i’d do for love.

Smut/Kink Prompts

Send me a prompt.

Ablutophilia: I’ll write our characters making love in a bath or shower
Agoraphilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a public place
Claustrophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex in a confined/small space
Coprolalia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty to the other
Endytophilia: I’ll write my/your character having sex while clothed/partially clothed
Fetishism: I’ll write your/my character having sex/playing with an intimate object. 
Hematolagnia: I’ll write our characters having sex with blood play
Haptephilia: I’ll write my/your character becoming aroused by my/your character’s touch. 
Masochism: I’ll write my/your character being dominated/humiliated by my/your character
Odaxelagnia: I’ll write our characters biting each other in a sexual manner 
Parthenophilia: I’ll write my/your character taking the others virginity 
Polyiterophilia: I’ll write our characters having sex together with multiple other characters.
Scatophilia: I’ll write my/your character talking dirty over the phone to your/my character.
Somnophilia: I’ll write my/your character waking the other up by sex
Triolism: I’ll write our characters in a threesome
Vincilagnia: I’ll write my/your character being tied up by your/my character sexually.
Voyeurism: I’ll write my/your character watching the other having sex/masturbating


I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed


me after sex: hey how much xp did i just earn

# omg


For my birthday last year my father gave me a thick blank notebook; it has since, for just over a year — and I now near the end of it — been an invaluable companion. Paper is the best listener; I poured many things into it, from words to newspaper cuttings, and wrote in it often and, more recently, almost daily. A great many passages have been typed up and posted on verdurous-glooms. Writing by hand still has its own special flow, and I feel that this particular notebook — the first I have filled from cover to cover — has lent its ear to the quiet building-up of my own voice.

when your muse gets irrationally jealous for absolutely no reason. 

No. bad muse. stop that. 


RPers! Raise your hand if you have no fear in killing your own character.


Reblog this if you’re not afraid to let your character die. (Or possibly if you even enjoy killing them.)


Clean & Cool
via etpourquoipascoline


peach // the front bottoms


when I commit to a person, I FUCKING COMMIT. if their depression, anxiety or life comes knocking, you bet your ass i’m at the door with a double sided axe waiting for a good fight. 

you cant expect people, to always be happy, even if they are in love. because life doesn’t stop for anyone. But you can be there for the good fight.