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Even in Crimson
It was born in flames. The gentle wind that rolled through the open window and lifted the pedals and danced with the blades of grass came from arches of fire tall as the sky is wide. Forged in steel and ancient weapons carved of beasts and bones wielded by soldiers engraved with a dark, unforgivable power. All of this was born in sacrifice, born in slaughter, born in fire.
Continue reading “Even in Crimson”DICKMAS PROMPTS (late late late late late)
(Yang finds a wonderful present under the tree: Her little sister, bound in ribbon and gagged with a bow.)
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“Now this is more like it!” Bernadetta fell back against her seat while sniffing at the rim of her cup. A refreshing steam tickled her nose, rising high up beyond her unkempt purple hair. “For once we just get to stay inside and relax a bit instead of going on another harrowing mission.”
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“This seems a good place to set our things down,” Laegjarn said. “Let’s set up here.”
“Alright,” Laevatein said, as emotionless as ever. The sisters set their towel down on the sandy shore. Laegjarn put the cooler down nearby and wiped her hands down. Laevatein adjusted her bikini rather thoughtlessly as she peered over the calm warm sand, the rolling foamy sea, and the countless other beach goers partaking of the festivals. “Seems the Summer Festival has started for most people already.”
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The bottle was filled with a fluid black as night. Tharja toiled over it, stirring the materials inside thoroughly with a long glass rod. Noire watched her mother work, her eyes tracing the movement of that wrist. The whirlpool of obsidian fluid curled away beneath Tharja’s dutiful gaze, her sinister purple eyes watching as everything went as planned.
Continue reading “A Sexual Ouroboros”Hot Times in Hot Water
The towel dropped to the stone floor behind her. The woman walked, her bare feet echoing on the wet stone. Her black tail swiftly swayed behind her, a mass of soft black fur with a white snowy tip. She was a warrior but not with swords and blades.
Continue reading “Hot Times in Hot Water”On Hell’s Back (And She’s a MILF)
When Lucina awoke, she could hear wind. Her vision was hazy, her whole body feeling strange. She became suddenly aware that she was naked and inside of a cage made of a deep dark metal. She started to panic and struggle against it, looking out wards from the cage to try and spot any sign of who it was that had here locked away. But then, the blue haired maiden spotted her.
Continue reading “On Hell’s Back (And She’s a Milf?!)”The following are the prompts that were done for April of 2019. The theme was Springtime, so general Easter Egg laying, lust inducing pollen, etc~
Continue reading “Prompt Collection: April 2019!~”Stars looked down on the world with unblinking, twinkling eyes. Celica stared back at them as she laid flat on her back in her small clothes. The night air in the woods they traversed was cold but welcoming. She felt comfortable underneath the covers of her blanket. She was close enough to her tent that she could go back in should the night grow cold or unwelcome. But for the moment, the priestess was just happy to be looking up at the grand sky beyond.
Celica’s red orange hair laid around her on the ground, flowing and gorgeous. Her pallid skin felt the breeze that swept through the grass of the late night camp site. Her mind was consumed in thoughts of her journey, of where she was headed, what divine obligations now rested firmly and taxing on her shoulders. She was stressed, she was concerned.
But then, something wonderful teased her.
Continue reading “Forbidden Garden and The Sinful Seeds”Peri’s Candy Craze
Something hadn’t been feeling right all day. Peri, the cotton candy haired maniacal killer, noticed that when she plunged her spear into a living breathing person and ended their life in a spray of viscera, she did not feel pleasure. Or at least, not nearly as much as she was used to. The amount that she felt was more… dull. As if everything she liked about killing had been robbed from her!
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