This Post Is Kinda Like My Other One But A Bit Better Lmao. I Might Make Variations Of This With Other

I don’t know which fic writer needs to hear this but it’s unreasonable to expect of yourself to write all the story ideas that your mind comes up with. That’s not how creativity works! Unless you’re some kind of Productivity Georg that types at a laptop keyboard all day long, your mind just needs to rotate ideas and concepts like a room full of rotisserie chicken production lines. Some of them will end up being fully written, some of them will end up being 4 lines, some of them will be concepts inside a long list of fic ideas that will never get written, some of them will just fade. And that’s okay! You don’t have to beat yourself up for having a lot of ideas you don’t write, or a lot of wips you write a few lines or pages of and never finish. You wouldn’t expect an illustrator to just churn out full-ass paintings all the time, an artist will also just make sketches, line art, warm-up exercises, will just scribble some lines on a piece of paper. Your ideas and wips are just the same thing: warm-up sketches, exercises in creativity. And it’s also okay if you never really produce full fics, as long as your brain enjoys the exercise. Jogging across the neighborhood is not useless unless you win a marathon! It gives you endophins and strengthens your muscles and is healthy for you all around, right? Your fic ideas and pile of wips are the jogging. They give your brain the happy chemicals and exercise your creative muscles. You are not a failure for not turning your ideas into finished products. That’s just how it works.

Emergency Comissions! Help a struggling artist!

Hi! This is not a post I wanted to have to make, but seeing as the circumstances that have come up, I figured I should and see if anyone can help.

I havent been getting the hours i need to survive at work, and one of my pet rats has become ill and needs a vet visit, and i desperately need the funds to cover the cost of the appointment and the likely expensive medication she will need. So, I have opened Emergency Comissions to try and get the funds i need.

I am struggling at the moment, and any sort of money can help me while i try to cover the costs for her vet bills as well as groceries and my train fees for my University classes.

Ive done up a quick thing here with my prices, and all prices are listed in AUD or Australian dollars, and ill do a conversion for anyone needing one. Payment will be over paypal. If interested send me a pm or comment and ill pm you. Anything helps, even if its just $10 for a sketch.

If Clorinde and navia were men, they would be THE genshin ship, they would’ve dethroned Kavetham/haikaveh time ago. Like come on, they have EVERYTHING: childhood friends to lovers to betrayal to enemies to reluctant allies back to friends to lovers, NAVIA’S FATHER DIED AT CLORINDE HAND AND IN HIS LAST MOMENT HE ASKED HER TO PROTECT HIS DAUGHTER‼️‼️‼️ can you imagine the guilt they both feel, navia for still loving the one who took her father’s life and Clorinde for what she did by obeying the law and following through with her duties. But we all know why they didn’t, misogyny and lesbophobia.

Deny Me (No More)

Deny Me (No More)

Paring/s: Columbina x Signora (I like to call this ship rosabina)

Summary/plot: Modern soulmate au, 18+, smut, Kindergarten teacher Columbina, single mom La Signora.

word count: 3,112

warnings: Smut (18+), umm kink wise there is orgasm denial and thigh riding (thay was what my friend requested specifically). Also degradation and praise

A/N: This was a request for a friend. I posted it on ao3 and thought maybe tumblr might like it? Literally just a couple thousand words of filth. This ship is a rarepair that i absolutely love- mw and said friend rp it on every genshin au server we're in together and have multiple other rps going for it.

“Hold on a little longer for me, love, just a little longer”. The voice that speaks now, is husky, arousal evident in even just her tone. It makes the shorter of the two swallow, heart beating fast.

The woman beneath her keens, throwing her head back against the pillows of the bed. She cannot see exactly where the taller of the two is, but she can feel her, a lifetime without her sight allowing her to intrinsically feel where the other is. It's also not difficult considering she can feel the others light touches, the heat radiating off of her, the way she occasionally presses against her.

Signora, for her part, keeps her touches light and fleeting, doing her best to keep Columbina on her toes, which proves to be effective, with the way the shorter woman twitches and gasps every time she does so. The noises are beautiful, and they are more beautiful than anything Signora has ever heard, even in her years as a singer.

Gods, this woman should not be so attractive. The way her eyes, even unseeing, flicker to where Rosalyne lays between her legs, the way her fingers grip the sheets beneath her. Perhaps it was innapropriate, but hell, if Rosalyne wanted to fuck her son's teacher, and the woman gave her consent, then she was damn well going to do it.

Besides, considering the fact Columbina wasn't Wolfgang's teacher anymore, it was fine, no? Eh, who gives a fuck? Not Signora, not Columbina. Although there was certainly a lot of different sort of a fuck being given.

Columbina, currently laying almost naked beneath Rosalyne. Rosalyne had a vibrator nestled up in the skimpy underwear still on Columbina's body. It wasn't unusual for Columbina to wear intricate, very pretty and very expensive lingerie. But tonight, Rosalyne had helped her pick something naughty. It was basically a g-string with a little more in the front.

Rosalyne had picked this so she could nestle a vibrator within the underwear without it slipping out. The vibrator was set to the lowest setting, meaning it left Columbina keening for more without being able to reach the edge. Signora had been teasing her for what felt like hours. Really it had only been maybe half an hour, or just a little longer. But it was absolute torture, feeling Rosalyne touching her, fingertips dragging across her skin slowly, not nearly hard enough to give her what she wants, but enough to send goosebumps across her skin and to make that spot between her legs slick with anticipation.

“Rosaaa”, Columbina whines, which, if she were still completely there, she would never have done, as it was utterly below her. But she wasn't her usual self, no, she was horny, aroused and pent up. And she needed Rosalyne to touch her! She needs more than the light vibrations of the toy or the teasing pinches to her nipples. She needed something harder, she needs more fiction.

“Patience, dear”, is the answer she receives, the voice husky, drawling the words out above her. Columbina, not exactly wanting to have to wait, wants to protest. But she knew what rosalyne was like in bed and if she thought Bina needed a punishment or needed to wait, then she'd make her wait. And she didn't want to risk that actually happening. So, she tries not to argue too much, even if she sometimes likes to.

Again, she was far too fucking horny to want to risk it. So, Columbina tries to suppress the pleas that are ever so close to escaping her lips, resorting to whines, whimpers and keens instead, allowing those and her body language to show just how desperate she is.

Rosalyne licks her lips at the sight of the shorter woman splayed beneath her. Oh, she had so, so many things she wanted to do to her. But, she has to try and think at least a little clearly. She has plans, she knows what she wants to do tonight, she cant let herself get distracted by the sight of her lover (girlfriend? Partner? Bah, Rosalyne doesn't even want to try to think too hard on labels).

She hums, and shuffles back to lay between Columbina's legs, gripping the others thighs for support. Bina, for her part, gasps at the contact, opening her legs a little more, both to give Rosa more room, and hoping it conveys her desperation. Rosa hums, and presses the vibrator more firmly against Bina's folds, making sure it has direct contact with her clit before she reaches for the remote, and turns it up nearly all the way.

“Ah- f-fuck!” Rosalyne smirks at the reaction from Columbina, watching her back arch, her head thrown back and mouth open as she tries to grind against the toy.

She giggles, and knows what she is planning is cruel, but she truly can't help it. Besides, it just means when Bina finally gets her release, it will be that much better.

Rosalyne licks and kisses the others thighs, the skin slick from excess arousal that hadn't managed to drip onto the sheets from when Columbina had been rubbing her thighs together. She leaves marks in only places she gets to see, making sure to kiss and lick them better. Each touch of lips, teeth and tongue just heightens the sensations in between her legs, and Bina coos and whines, trying to desperately rock her hips against the toy between her folds.

“Ah- Ah- Rosal- hahh, rosaaaaa”, Columbina's voice is high pitched, far more than her usual tone of voice, as well as a little scratchy from the many times she has screamed or moaned the others name already this evening.

“Yes, love?” Rosalyne's answer is almost lazy in response, humming as she leisurely strokes the vibrator nestled against the other's aching clit. She uses the remote still clasped in one hand to click the vibrator up a level, now currently on the highest setting, and the reaction from the other woman is almost instant.

Columbina gasps, hands gripping the sheets so hard Rosalyne is certain they will rip beneath her grip. Her heels are pressing into the mattress, and her back arches, chest pushed up as she tries desperately to get Rosalyne to touch her more, or to push that damned vibrator inside of her already!

Rosalyne smirks, and tugs the underwear off and down, discarding the skimpy garment somewhere on the floor to be cleaned up later. She sits up a little, her thumb moving to press and rub against Bina's swollen clit as she presses the vibrator against her entrance. With how wet Columbina has gotten in the past hour or so, the toy almost slides in immediately.

The vibrator itself is so fucking slippery from being pressed against the other's soaking cunt that Signora struggles to keep a damned hold on the thing. Which, in the back of her mind, she finds a little amusing. And she can't help but tease and taunt her partner about it.

“Oh my~ you're so wet, love. I can barely keep a hold on this toy with how much of a mess you've made of it”.

The words make Columbina flush, which, considering how flushed she was already, was an impressive feat. She keens and looks to the side, even though she can hardly see well enough to see Rosalyne. But she knows Signora has a smirk on her face.

Rosalyne tuts as she reaches up with a spare hand to take the woman's chin, making her look in her direction.

“Tsk, that won't do. I want to see your pretty face as I fuck you senseless”.

Gods, those words continue to make her wetter, if that's even possible. She's so wet that outside of it having made her thighs sticky, it's leaking out of her onto the sheets below. It's probably best she couldn't see how much of a mess she had made between her legs, because the sheets were a sticky mess. Given, not all of it was from her, but a lot of it was.

Rosalyne pushes the vibrator harder against her entrance, and it slips inside easily. Rosalyne keeps a grip on the end, wanting to be able to remove it before Columbina can come undone. The vibrations now inside of her, and the way Rosalyne is stroking her clit with hard, little strokes is about to tip her over the edge. Her body teases, and even Rosalyne can feel the way Bina's walls flutter around the toy.

“Rosa- oh gods above I'm going to-” She almost wails when Rosalyne pulls the toy out from her right as she's about to come, and removes her hand from her clit. “No, no, please, please let me come'', and similar little pleas slip from her mouth as tears begin to roll down her cheeks.

She rubs her legs together desperately, trying to rock against air to try and find some sort of touch. Rosalyne tuts, watching as Columbina pleads and begs for a release, for touch of any sort.

“Oh, my dear, how pathetic”, she coos, crawling so she is hovering over her partner. Bina whines, keening and almost choking in her efforts to try and convince her girlfriend to please, please continue.

“Please, please”, Bina tries to grasp at Rosalyne as she speaks, and Rosalyne briefly feels a little bad for denying her like that. But really, she just loved hearing Columbina beg, and watch her writhe beneath her.

“Do you want to cum?” Rosalyne's fingers trace along her jaw, a shudder making goosebumps erupt across her skin. Her heart was beating fast, although at this rate Columbina is certain the ache between her legs is beating harder.

“Yes!”

“Mmm, should I let you?” She drags a hand down her collarbone, scratching lightly with her nails, before the hand lands between her breasts. Bina's breath catches in her throat and she almost chokes. She doesn't want to say or do anything that would make Signora remove her hand.

Rosalyne hums, licking her lips as her fingers brush over one of her breasts, and finds her nipple, already hard due to arousal and the cool air on her skin. The touch draws a gasp that Bina tries to hide, although it simply makes Rosa chuckle. She pinches the sensitive tip, and then rubs her thumb over it, pinching it between two fingers.

The action makes Bina squirm- she had been on the edge, about to come when Rosalyne had denied her, so she was still rather sensitive. The touch was driving her crazy.

“So sensitive”, Rosalyne teases, humming as she does the same to the other, while also kneading her tits. She then leans down and flicks one with her tongue, drawing a sharp inhale from Columbina. Rosalyne giggles and pulls back, Columbina mewls when she can no longer feel Rosalyne's touch or her skin against her own.

“Just a moment, love. Can you sit up for me?” Columbina nods numbly, although she is shaky due to desperation and so the action is clumsy. Her hands remain against the bed to ground and guide her, and Rosalyne makes a noise of approval when she does as she's told.

“Can you turn around to face the headboard for me, please, love?”

“Rosa?” Columbina does as told, although her tone is questioning, curious as to what Rosalyne has in store for her. Her hands grip the headboard, and suddenly, she feels Signora's hands on her hips.

“Easy now, dear. Sit on my lap”. Those words make her shiver all over again, and with the closeness between them, Columbina can see a little better, and with her lover's help, guides herself onto her lap. She shudders, as does Rosalyne, when skin presses against skin.

Columbina feels around, tracing Rosalyne's faces. It makes Rosalyne smile, knowing exactly what her partner is doing. She kisses her, then, and shifts them both ever so slightly so that one of her thighs slides between Columbina's legs.

The pressure against her core sends a jolt through her body and pulls a rather long moan out of her lips. The pressure is so, so good, and while the friction was a little messy due to just how wet she is, it's still a relief.

“Okay?” Rosalyne checks in with her partner, wanting to make sure Bina is okay to continue. Not that she thinks Columbina would be anything but, as she doubts the woman would allow her to leave without getting to come at least once, but she just wants to make sure.

“Yes, yes, now please-!” Bina begs, trying to make Rosalyne get to it.

“Okay, okay”, Rosalyne response with a laugh. She grips Bina's hips again, and guides Bina to hold onto her shoulders.

“Now, you can ride my thigh like a good girl, yes?” Bina keens, nodding, and when Rosa squeezes her hips, letting her know she can start, Bina moans again almost immediately as she starts sliding against the other's thigh, pressing down hard, grinding as best she can with Rosalyne's help against the muscle.

She is smearing her arousal against Rosalyne's skin, making it a little difficult to get the friction she craves so, so badly. But Rosalyne, seeming to pick up on this, helps hold her down against her thigh a little harder, allowing Bina to get the friction she wants as she grinds against her.

The noises coming from her are absolutely erotic, that's really the only way Rosalyne can describe them. She whines and whimpers between the plentiful moans escaping her lips, the wet noises of their skin against skin is honestly making Rosa wetter, and when Bina manages to rub her clit against her thigh in just the right way, she groans, and arches her back a little and grinds down that little bit more desperately.

“That's my good girl, you're doing so well”

Those words, so different from the degrading way she'd been spoken to earlier, have just as much of an affect on her. If she were not currently desperate to get off, she might find it ridiculous she gets off on both praise and degradation. But as it is, she's far too out of her mind with the need to come to even think about her kinks.

“Rosa” occasionally escapes her lips in little pants and whispers as Rosalyne continues to praise her.

“You're doing so well”

“That's a good girl”

“You feel so good against me”

“You look so good, riding me like that”

Every single little phrase or word of praise sends her closer and closer to the edge. Rosalyne's nails were digging into her hips, her own arms around Rosalyne's neck and scratching desperately at her back. She doesn't notice Signora removing a hand from her hip until she feels fingers against her clit, making her hips stutter.

“Ohhhh!”

Rosa simply smiles, continuing to rub against the bundle of nerves as Columbina grinds against her thigh desperately.

“Please, please, I need it”. Rosalyne knows exactly what Columbina is begging for, and she briefly notes the desperate tears running down Columbina's cheeks when she glances at her face.

“Okay, love, you can come”.

The permission in itself is a relief, and Bina babbles out thanks as she moans, at this point grinding against Signora's fingers. Rosalyne smiles, and nuzzles Bina, pressing kisses along her neck and jaw. She grinds her own fingers against Columbina's clit, meeting her thrusts as best she can with Bina moving so erratically.

“Rosa- rosa- gonna- gonna come-!”

Rosalyne purrs at this, pressing herself further against the other, chest pressed against chest as she feels Bina's entrance flutter against her thigh, feeling the way her pussy clenches around bothing, pushing more of her arousal out and onto the thigh beneath.

She rubs at Bina's clit to help her ride out her orgasm, moans and gasps and keens escaping her, all rather loud as she arches against Rosalyne.

“That's it, my love, let yourself go, it's okay”. She murmurs soft reassurance and praise again throughout Columbina's orgasm, feeling the way the woman reaches her peak, cumming as she rides her thigh and grinds against her fingers.

Eventually, Rosalyne slows the movement of her fingers, and stops the movement of Bina's hips, letting them go, the hand previously on her hip coming to run through her hair. Columbina collapses completely against her, her weight falling completely into Rosalyne's lap. She is panting, eyes having fluttered shut during her orgasm.

Signora strokes her hair and traces gentle patterns against her skin as Bina recovers, making sure she does not feel rushed.

Eventually, Columbina has caught her breath and recovered enough to pull away just slightly, and looks up to meet Rosalyne's eyes. She smiles, and places a hand on her cheek, which Rosalyne nuzzles into.

“Good?”The question makes Columbina laugh, giving the other an expression that says ‘really? Did you just ask me that?’ Before she answers verbally.

“Hah- yes, yes. Very good”, she agrees, and looks down between their bodies. She can't see very well, but the obvious liquid covering both Signora's legs, her own legs and core, and the sheets below them is evidence enough of just how much she had enjoyed it.

“I'm glad. We certainly made a mess”. Rosalyne can feel how much sticky arousal and release coated not just her own skin, but Columbina's as well, and the sheets below them too, apparently.

“We did”, Bina replies with a giggle, wincing when she shifts on Signora's lap and feels the cooling mess on her own skin.

“Did you want me to repay the favour?” Rosalyne coos, and shakes her head, cupping Columbina's face in her hands. Her lover was always so considerate, even after just cumming so hard against her. It's one of the many things Rosalyne loved about her.

“Not right now, dear. Mayne after we've showered. But I think the both of us are rather tired”.

“Well, I'm not sure my legs work at the moment”, Columbina adds, because a warm shower sounds wonderful but right about now she is certain she couldn't stand if she tried, and if she did her legs would probably give out.

“I'll carry you. Hold on”. Rosalyne slides Columbina from her lap, laughing when she finally gets to see the extent of the mess they have made of one another. After standing and stretching, she helps Columbina to her feet before scooping her up bridal style, causing her lover to squeal and squeak as Rosalyne carries her to the bathroom so they can both clean up.

#fanfiction #genshin impact #ao3 #la signora genshin impact #columbina genshin impact #Signora (Rosalyne) #Columbina #La Signora x Columbina #smut #18+ content #modern au

‘You should only send hearts to ppl you’re romantically involved with’

WRONG! BOUNDLESS PLATONIC LOVE, WARMTH, AND ENTHUSIASM BE UPON YE!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

it's just that there's a few more steps you have to take that other people don't have to take, but they don't see the steps, so they think you should be able to hop from moment to moment, a chickadee.

it isn't getting out of bed. it is the weight, the hook in your chest, the anchor. you have to move the anchor first. you have to silence your alarm, but your phone is in your hand, which means now you have to put the phone down, which is too-hard. you get stuck in there for a while, the white screen, mindlessly scrolling. you don't even like this activity, have tried a few other options but - here you are, and time is passing.

you've googled iron deficiency causes depression and if i drink enough water does it help with mental illness and anxiety but no caffiene within the last two weeks, like how you googled am i gay quiz at 17.

it isn't just calling the doctor back, it's the anxiety, it's these little moths in your lung cavities, furious and fluttering. you need to figure out how to capture your fingers from between their nervous bodies. you are an adult, you can say the words yes hi, i'm calling because i need - but you need to practice first. maybe write it down because what if you misspeak, wouldn't that be embarrassing. write it down, but you need to find a pen first. well, actually, your desk is kind of messy. you should get a new pen. you should get a new organizational system. you should try journaling.

your grades in school were always strange. the way teachers would say things like it feels like you're not trying. you could touch stars in the stuff you cared about. well, sometimes. god be willing. homework average zero. oops! your english teacher's wrinkled brow: i know you know this stuff. what the fuck are you doing?

it isn't the showering, it's the mirror before the shower and the soft horrible pull of your naked physique. you have to avoid eye contact completely or else it'll be 93 minutes later and you'll have picked at your skin until every little pore is bleeding. you have to stand up but standing is tiring and also you should have remembered to buy more soap but you never remember anything. maybe get out of the shower and while it's still running and you're still dripping wet, use your phone to take a note. make a note to get your groceries. let the shower run while you stand half-in half-out and get lost in your phone for a moment. come back out when the water runs cold and now you have to sprint to get ready.

your grandmother's frown. you're just being lazy. protestant work ethics in a house that isn't even protestant. she says she just learned different but she means learned better, doesn't she.

it's not that you can't send the email, it's that your hands have been hurting lately and the desk really is messy and also why the fuck would you even care about this thing? doesn't everyone else feel like they're drowning? hi brendon thanks so much for sending! will review and get back to you shortly. but now you're on the internet, close the tab with tumblr on it. go on, close it. feel the little soft vapor of boredom come up and over your eyeteeth and make everything overwhelming and itchy.

literally all you have to do is put on shoes to go outside. you're literally already dressed, that's the hard part of this whole thing. literally just put the shoes on. just... do it! do it! this shit is easy!

it's literally that easy. just stop taking all those stupid invisible steps. stop following your strange made-up rules. times like this, even you're positive you're faking. you just don't want to bother with the cleaning and the cooking and the being-an-adult.

but then - shouldn't you be able to put these stupid shoes on? nobody's even looking. go on kid. life is out there! just take the leap!

get moving.

16/? Of my Genshin redesigns - Jean Gunnhildr !!

MONDSTAT 5* time! sorry for the long break everyone who’s been following this series, exams and freelance has me very busy! Anyways, we’re starting off with Jean for the 5* redesigns, and I wanted to really play more into the dandelion knight theme with some more wind and lion iconography, while also giving her more proper armor which makes her seem a bit more like she’s the current acting grand master of the knights.

YOU CAN FIND THE REST OF THE SERIES (all of the 4* mondstat characters are done so far!!!) ON MY PROFILE!!! HAPPY LANTERN RITE BTW

my toxic trait is that I genuinely believe poly! chaggie could fix lute

A Simple Trick for Fic Writers

Hey, if you're a fic writer and a character speaks in a different language, you don't just have to add the translation in the notes. Use the following HTML coding to add 'text on hover' to the word(s). If the reader is on a computer they can hover over the text to see the translation.

<div title="This is the text in the box!">This is the text that shows in your fic!</div>

Here are some examples from a fic on my AO3.

This coding here <div title="a fool, idiot (lit. emptyhead)">Eyn utreekov</div> will show this on hover.

This next example shows that you can add a lot of text. The formatting is the same as above.

PS: When doing this, there may be spacing issues, but you can edit the text through AO3's html or rich text editor. From there you can add italics (like I did), bold, etc, and fix any weird spacing issues. Just be careful not to delete the coding that you worked so hard on 😂

Doubts - Part 1

Part 2 - soonish