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New Wattpad story is out!
NEW PATREON CONTENT TODAY Enjoy this SWEET SWEET BBRoidbelly pic (he is a crazy talented artist and if you’re not jerking off to his pics, snap off your dick and donate it to science), then skip on over to my Patreon and enjoy the new story today, which has stuff to satisfy muscle-fanatics and macrophiles alike. Patrons only!
Here’s a taste:
“He needs help stripping out of his clothes. Big bastard is the size of a smart car now, a swollen beetle of knotted muscles. His turtle-shell belly extends out so far he couldn’t reach his navel if he tried. Pecs are so thick and round I doubt he could clap his hands. His mobility is suffering (I’m curious if he’s even able to bend those massive arms enough to lather his shampoo) but he doesn’t seem to care. Guys like him only want to be big huge freaks. He asks what I want to see--mandatory poses? Fuck no. Once I’ve got him down to his skivvies (a pair of boxer-briefs straining to contain the top of his beefed out quads and a decent-sized dick and balls, the dimensions of which we had little to do with) I just tell him to hold his hands above his head. Comically he gets them to about a 45 degree angle from parallel with the floor before he stops. I use a tape-measure to get his chest, waist and leg dimensions.”
Enjoy fellas!
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NEW STORY ON PATREON *FREE FOR EVERYONE* “Fully Articulated Joey”
Fans of Joey Swoll, shrunken bodybuilders and inanimate transformations will all love this new story. Here’s a little taste:
“Is Petrov’s own special blend,” Petrov had said, digging his fingers into Joey’s delts and relieving pain and tension he didn’t even know was there. “Is many herbs. Ancient recipe, gypsy secrets, you know…” After his fingers had, according to Petrov, “worked out the toxins,” Joey glanced over to watch his delts swelling with revitalized bloodflow. The same had happened with his pecs, which ballooned even bigger than before after Petrov had worked them, and his big wide back.
This story is free for everyone! Just pop over to my Patreon and have a read. Let me know how you like it!
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SKULLWITCH ACADEMY IS NOW A STORY!!!
So I don't know if it was obvious from the large amount of art containing SkullWitch Academy stuff, but it's now a story!! I only have 9 chapters up right now and I'm working on the 10th one. I want to finish it by January of next year at the maximum and I'm gonna update it whenever I want. I don't really have a plot, it's just something I'm writing because school sucks and I need a distraction.
Here's my Wattpad account again: https://www.wattpad.com/user/gracejrs
So in the poll there was a tie between a story during the 33 year long war mentioned in Their Betrayals: Lie’s End and a story completely unrelated to the Their Betrayals series. That sucks.
In the poll, there were some ideas that I had plans for and others I had no clue where I’d start. I’ve have some time to merge different ideas and scrap others. BUT: I have a to-do list of which story ideas I want to complete so instead of choosing which of the two choices I want to actually work on, I’m gonna make another poll and let you guys once again decide. Hopefully there won’t be a tie this time, but if there is, I’ll probably just choose myself.
Also, Happy Easter!! even though it’s still the 30th where I am right now
Storyboarding a possible future comic Pt. 1
Kalliope hands covered in paint, dungarees, sitting cross-legged, pencil tucked behind an ear, teasing smile, delicate shoulders, collarbones, lakes, romantic paintings, fingers in soil, bobbed hair, stretching your arm from the window of a driving car, picnic baskets, footsteps left in sand
Josepe scraps of paper, oil-paintings leather notebooks, rolled up sleeves, lost pages, leaning against tables/walls, crossed arms, family pictures, yellowed meadows, mountains seen from above, learning something new, inside jokes, bearhugs, broken marble statues
Paco skateboards, sunburnt shoulders, dirt under fingernails, running against the wind, smiley faces, fireworks, screaming from a mountaintop, toothy grins, heat, trembling hands, throwing your arm over a shoulder, trespassing, scratches, drawing on tables
Mikel soft voices, birds, cast down eyes, freckles on tanned skin, skipping stones, lists, a dog licking your nose, drawn up knees, ropes, overgrown walls, looking through a keyhole, early mornings, holding hands, old toys, licking quick to catch the melting ice-cream, swings
Alba sunflowers, standing akimbo, loud voices, balancing on a cliffside, brooks, brand new clothing, thistles, writing in books, being first in line, sunglasses, believing in the supernatural, braids, stubborn silence, pressing your hand against the window, medaillons
Dores polaroid pictures, feminist texts, dog-ears, combat boots and pink skirts, wispy hair, do-it-yourself, standing wide-legged, myths, holding the hem of a shirt, lightning, buzzing ventilators, biting your nails, forgetting pot plants, daydreaming, Shakespeare quotes, sarcasm
Imanol bare feet, dusk, ramshackle piles of books, cats, waltzing, talking to yourself, faltering record players, antique shops, corduroy, answering questions, fingerprints, collecting gifts, straying from your point in the middle of a sentence, pinecones, memories, rising early
Lavender Smoke
Chapter 1 (545 words)
This is the first chapter of my first original story on Tumblr so I hope whoever reads it enjoys it. I’ll try and post this once a week.
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I wonder what death feels like…
Coagulations of illustrious stars illuminated the colourless sky, softly shining grey light upon the crimson scene that lay stationary beneath it. A soft sigh escaped my chapped lips, sending chrome swirls dancing under the pale moonlight, intertwining itself with the cool midnight air. A dull pain ached at my pathetic body, fading into the grey background that had haunted me for my entire meager existence. My life had always been grey. Grey buildings, grey skies, grey houses, grey lives. Now I had finally reached the dearth; my grey death.
My surroundings became blurred as my charcoal eyes drifted towards a dark figure, rapidly accelerating towards me. The weight of my head seemed to increase as my cool cheek hit the ice-cold ground. My eyes slowly began to shut, ripping me away from the “home,” that I had hated. I had reached the end. I wondered if anyone would miss me…Probably not.
I wished that my life had been colourful, that I had a true reason to jump so suddenly. I wished that I had been an important person, that would be eternally missed, or someone that truly inspired people, whose legacy would last after death. Or even someone that mattered to others. Anyone. The most disappointing part of my death was that I had planned it beforehand; it wasn’t meant to end that way. I was going to treat myself before death, listen to my favourite music, eat my favourite things and wear my favourite clothes before hanging myself in my favourite place. What had happened was completely wrong. But is there really such thing as a correct death?
My grey surroundings darkened in hue, enveloping me in ebony. Faint distant footsteps echoed in he background, they sounded urgent, I wonder who that was…Then, I died.
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It was an average day. Except, she was gone. I bumbled around the apartment aimlessly, studying the bleak grey walls with chipped paint and the stained chrome carpets that stuck rigidly into bare feet. I examined the neglected furniture that was sunken and heavily worn, everything was completely mismatched. Faded emerald and mustard were juxtaposed; creating an odd effect that polluted the entire apartment. Furniture that had once been nauseating to stare at now elicited no response in me. Everything here was the same. Except, she was gone. I wandered into our bedroom; it had once been the happiest room in the house. It was the only room with matching colours and harmonious patterns. I reminisced in the soft memories that decorated my surroundings; she had begged me to spend money on this place, on our home. Soft lilacs and striking violets delicately swirled together, dancing elegantly around our home. It was all my favourite colour; purple. It was completely estranged from the repugnant shades that lay around the apartment, it was our home. It was as beautiful as it had always been. Except, she was gone. Perhaps this was the beginning of my decline, my life had lost purpose. She was the only thing that urged me to continue living, I was intelligent for her, I was hard-working for her, I was determined for her. Now, she was gone. And it was my “mother’s,” fault.
IT'S TIME!!
It's finally 4/20 & you know what that means? CURIOSITY KILLED... THE DOG BEGINS PUBLISHING!!!!
It is published on Wattpad, FFN, Ao3, & Dokuga
*note my author name is Aurora Lunae & my brand name is A Writers Blurbs&
Idk how to hyperlink yet, sorry. Once I figure out how to get uploaded on Dokuga, I'll edit this post & add the link.
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Sam, Farangis, Daryun, Isfan, Estelle, Alfred and Jaswant in this picture 😂😂😂
Don‘t mind me and my silly brain
Nothing to see here, just a horse in a living room watching some familiar characters on TV in Hiromu Arakawa's new manga Daemons of the Shadow Realm.
IMPORTANT STORY IDEA POLL⚠️
Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone.
Be on the lookout for a Valentines themed x reader story today
!!Coming Soon!!
Hey everyone, glad you all loved my last chapter of Alastor with the selectively mute reader. The next story that I will post next is another headcannon with "Hugging The Characters Out Of Nowhere" but with the other characters from the show, so Lucifer, The Vees and others.
After I am finished with that one, I made you all a promise that I would write an Alastor x Powerful Overlord Reader similar to the one I did for Angel Dust. That project is still in the making, just been coming up with so many ideas that I wanted to write them down before I forgot ☺️. Can't wait for you all to read the next story I post. Stay Tuned 😈
Caught In Her Web - Angel Dust x Zestial Daughter Reader
❥Summary- Zestial is holding a special event for all of the spider demons in Hell, and surprisingly Angel Dust was invited. It was hard for him to vibe with this kinda crowd, but that all change when he met Zestial's daughter
❥Tags: Angel Dust x Reader, Zestial , Zestial Daughter, Female Spider Demon, Hell Event, First Meeting, Developing Relationships, Fluff.
❥Notes: This is a request from my friend ValerieWinks777 on Wattpad. Decided to post it here as well for all of you to enjoy.
"Y/N? Hast thou finished getting dressed?" Zestial, your father, knocked on your bedroom door, curious if you were in your proper attire for this evening. "Almost Father. I'll be right out." You called out, as you slowly zipped up your dress from behind. Your name was Y/N, and you were the daughter of the powerful overlord, Zestial. Your birth happened between the undying love between Zestial and your deceased mother, who sadly passed away during your birth. Zestial took it upon himself to raise you properly with care and love. Similar to him, you possessed spider like features similar to him as well. While being the daughter of Zestial, your personality leaned more towards a rebellious nature, but you still carried yourself with grace and kindness, something that you had obtained from your mother.
Today was the day of the Spider Festival, it was a common event that Zestial held for the sophisticated spider demons of the Pride Ring, and this time you would be able to attend as you were now old enough to watch over yourself. Taking a look in the mirror again, you smiled as you watched your beautiful dress swaying in the reflection.
“Perfect.” You said to yourself, as you made your way to the door, opening it to see your father standing, wearing a heartwarming smile. “How beautiful thou look. The dress suits thou perfectly.” Zestial placed a hand on your cheek, giving it a little pinch, earning a laugh from you. “Thank you, father.” Zestial removed his hand, and began to walk to the castles ballroom, with you following next to him. “This shall be thy first time attending the festival. Try to hast fun, yet also forbear mischief. Many of the guests are close friends of mine, so I wouldn’t crave 'em to regard mine daughter is a silly little wench.” You felt your stomach tightened at that. Last thing you wanted was your father to see you as a disappointment. You nodded your head at that, face wearing a somber look. Zestial caught on to your reaction, and stopped walking, leaning closer to wrap you in a hug. “Forgive me. 'I didn’t intent to causes thee upset. All I do lack is for thou to hast a fun night and enjoy the festivities. Possibly meet someone whom suits thy interests.” Hugging your father back, you told it was alright, while also laughing at the last thing he said. Zestial chuckled before removing himself, as the both of you headed to your destination.
The ballroom was decorated, from head to toe in webs, giving it an eerie feeling. The chandelier hanging above was lit with colorful flames, basking the ballroom with beautiful colors. The tables were covered in delicious hors d'oeuvres and cakes for the guests to enjoy, along with a large glass bowl containing refreshing punch. The guests were all a mix of different spider species demons, some as black widows and others as wolf spiders. Both you and Zestial had made your way down the stairs, causing everyone to stop and stare, as well as bowing to the both of you. Zestial smiled with pride and addressed everyone in the ball room. “Greetings ev'ryone. Thanketh thee f'r attending tonight’s festival. I desire thee all enjoyeth tonight and has't a pleasant exp'rience as at each moment” Zestial gave a small bow, while you gave everyone a polite curtesy, earning a small applause from the guests.
Zestial had to go and speak to his old friends, so he motioned you to go on and enjoy yourself, as he departed you. Feelings of anxiety began to rise in you, as you felt like a bug underneath a magnifying glass, being watched by everyone. You slowly made your way to the ballroom, observing everyone and making idle chat with some of the guests. Your emotions had finally calmed down, but you still felt a sense of unease. Probably due to it being the first time you attended the festival. As you wondered aimlessly, your eyes darted towards a tall peculiar spider. He certainly wasn’t someone you recognized. Out of all of the spiders you had seen, he was the only one that was coated in all white fur. He was wearing a black and pink tuxedo and tall heal-like boots. His hair was puffed up and slightly curled, and his heterochromatic eyes were very mesmerizing. You didn’t know what had possessed you to want to talk to him, but you body slowly made your way over to him.
Angel Dust POV
“Alright alright. This ain’t so bad. Just be yourself and not make a scene” Angel dust whispered to himself, as he observed the higher rank demons around him, as they conversed with each other and danced to the music playing in the back. Angel Dust still couldn’t believe he was even attending a fancy shamancy thing like this. He only got roped into going by Charlie, who heard about the event and advised Angel to go and make some friends, while also promoting the hotel a bit. Angel had expected the event to just be some typical orgy party, but not this. He knew how famous he was in Pride, given his porn status, but he knew he stood nowhere near the same level as the others here. He could feel the hard stares being directed at him, knowing he didn’t belong to this. “This is stupid. Should have never agreed to come to this little shindig.” Mumbling to himself, Angel motioned over to the punch bowl, pouring himself a drink, thinking that it may help calm him down. A sudden tap on his shoulder behind him, made him turn around. His eyes widen at the sight of you behind him. He had never seen the likes of you before, but my lord, weren’t you quite the looker. Your warm smile and eyes were looking at him, which confused him greatly.
“Hello. Are you alright, by chance? You seem a tad bit nervous.” You calmly spoke to him, while he continued to stare at you in awe. Shaking his head, he moved one of his hands to fluff his hair a bit. “ Y-eah yeah. I’m all good.” Nervously answering your question, he shot a small smile back at you. The two of you continued to stare at each other, before Angel sighed in front of you. “Sorry. I ain’t use to this kinda scene. More of a club life kinda demon.” His response earned a laugh from you. “Don’t worry. I’m not use to this kinda thing either. It’s my first time attending this festival. I’m guessing it’s the same for you?” Angel nodded his head, as he sip his beverage, but he quickly stopped, confused at your answer. “Whatcha mean it’s your first time? You look like you have been to a million of these fancy events. Especially when your dressed like that.” Angel pointed up and down at your dress, making you blush. “Haha. I wasn’t old enough to attend before, but now that I’m older, I can attend by myself. So we are in the same boat, you and I.” Kindly smiling back, you moved closer to him and stood next to his side, leaning back a bit against the table holding the punch bowl. Angel just continued to watch you, while you heard him mumble and “I guess.”
Standing next to each other in silence, the both of you watched the others around you, until you heard the man next to you speak up. “The name is Angel Dust. What’s your name, toots..I mean miss.” He quickly corrects himself, causing you to giggle. “Haha. First time I have been called that. My name is Y/N. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Angel.” You turned towards him, and gave a small curtsy, while he followed back with an awkward bow and then a handshake. You noticed he still looked a bit uncomfortable being surrounded by all these upper class demons, so you grabbed one of his hands. "Hey, we can go outside, if you want." Angel dust's eyes shot for a bit before he gave you a small smirk, saying "Lead the way." You held his hand as the both of you made your way through the crowd of demons, before you were stopped by a voice behind you. "Where are thou off to, mine sweet?" Turning around your father was standing behind you, eyes glowing in confusion. "Oh father! I was just going out to the outside garden with my new friend. Is that alright?"
Angel Dust nearly fainted from shock. This tall scary-a** demon was your dad, and an overlord as well?! His hands quickly started to fidget, thinking your dad was gonna kill him for simply conversing with you. Zestial eyes scanned Angel up and down, without any emotion on his face. Whispers could be heard from behind you, from the other demons, mostly saying "What is a commoner demon doing here?" "Wait, isn't that demon part of Valentino's group?" Your eyes widen at what you heard. How rude! Why did it matter what field of work he was it? He seemed like a friendly demon, and they shouldn't be so quick to judge a book by its cover. "Y/N. May i speaketh to thee in private?" Your dad had placed a hand on your shoulder, moving you away from Angel, who watched you with a sad expression. Both you and your dad had moved to speak against one of the pillars. "Dad, I know your going to tell me not to speak to him, but he's not a bad guy I swe-" Zestial had cut you off by placing a hand up, telling you to stop talking. You expected he was mad at you, but his face didn't show it. "It is alright y/n. I told thou to converse with other demons, didst i not? That young man possesses a kind soul, yet he hath been chained down and ridiculed by others. Do not let him slip past thou, mine sweet. Now run along!"
Your dad motioned his hand for you to go. Smiling, you gave him a quick hug and went to go back to Angel Dust. He wasn't in the spot you had last saw him, and began to look for him, heading to the courtyard. Angel Dust walked along the path that lead to the castle gardens. The area was covered in exotic plants, along with small statues of mini gargoyles. Hugging his arms around himself, Angel took at seat on the grass, heaving a sigh. He knew what had happened when your dad pulled you away. He could hear the negative things he was probably calling him right now, telling you not to associate with a whore like him. The sounds of feet stepping on the grass alerted him, and he turned seeing you coming towards him, with a smile. "Oh thank goodness. I thought you left." He watched your figured move closer to him, before taking a seat on the grass as well, causing your dress to ruffle up. "How are ya out here right now? Didn't your dad just speak to ya about me?" Angel exclaimed. You laughed at his reaction, saying it was alright and that your dad didn't mind at all.
The both of you just sat in silence, while you gazed around the garden and up at the blood red sky. "I don't care, you know." Angel looked at you in confusion, wondering what you meant. "About you being a sex worker or whatever. I don't care what rank you are or what you do for work. I would just like to get to know you." The lovely smile you aimed at him was making his heart skip a beat. Angel was at a loss for words at what you said. He was used to the ugly looks and stares people gave him when they knew what line of work he did, but you were the first that didn't care about any of that. Angel shook his head, chuckling as he smirked at you, flashing his gold tooth. "Ya wanna know me toots? Haha, buy me dinner first at least." You quickly laughed at his response, as you smiled back at him.
The two of you continued to chat amongst yourself in the castle gardens, discussing your hobbies and interests like music, fashion choices and what not. The both of you were just lost in each other, just enjoying each others presence and laughing at each others jokes. "HAHAHA no way your boss has that bad sight." You cackled, as Angel continue to tell his story. "AHAHA I'm serious toots. He can barely see whats on his phone half the time. It probably takes him hours to even send a text to anyone." He laughed out, as you followed along with him. Sadly, the peaceful evening the both of you had was coming to an end. Still wanting to spend more time with him, you walked with him back to the front of the castle, where a limo was waiting for him. "I really enjoyed tonight Angel. I would love to spend more time with you again." The fluff on his face, became dyed a soft pink, as he rubbed his neck with one of his hands. "Tonight wasn't all bad. I-I can give you my cell, if you wanna chat again." You widen your eyes at that, happy that he wanted to meet again. "Well, I don't have a cell phone at the moment. My dad is a little old fashioned, but I'm sure he can give me one if I ask him." Angel smiled back at you, as he pulled out a small pen from somewhere in his pocket, as he wrote his number on your palm. He soon hopped into the limo, and shut the door. The window rolled down, and he flashed a smile back at you, along with a wink. "See ya around, toots." You smiled back at him, as you nodded your head, waving him goodbye, as the limo drove off.
Back at the Hotel
Angel dust heaved out a tired sigh as he walked through the hotel doors. Charlie happened to be awake, wanting to stay up to make sure Angel made it home okay. "OH ANGEL!!! YOUR BACK!! HOW WAS IT?! DID YOU HAVE FUN? DID YOU MAKE ANY NEW FRIENDS?" Charlie enthusiastically chattered along. Angel was a bit too tired to answer all of Charlie's questions, so he just said it was okay and that he did meet a cool person at the party. Charlie was happy that Angel enjoyed himself and that he met someone there, but she knew he was exhausted, so she wished him a goodnight, while giving him a quick hug before running off back to her bedroom. Angel smiled at Charlie's cute actions, as he made his way upstairs to head to his bedroom.
Entering inside his room, he deeply sighed as he shrugged off his clothes and removed his shoes. Fat Nuggets was awake and ran up to him, oinking happily while trying to climb up on of his legs. "Aww Did-ja miss me?" Angel cooed, picking up Fat Nuggets and kissing him on his head. Angel walked over to his bed, and laid back on it, reminiscing about this evening. He couldn't stop thinking about you. Everything about you, your smile, your laugh, your kindness, your jokes was giving him butterflies. He wasn't use to this kinda feeling before, and it made him feel funny. You weren't what he expected when he first saw you. You were the daughter of one of the most powerful overlords in Pride, and yet instead of being a snotty bit**, you were thoughtful and compassionate. Even when you knew what he did, you still treated him normally, which made him melt. He felt trapped, caught actually, in your web. His body and soul was wrapped in your sticky threads and instead of struggling, he accepted it.
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As the last of her kind, revenge is all she could think about. she will stop at nothing when exposing the evil ones. however, when she meets the mysterious guy with the golden eyes, she learns that what she knew is a lot more complicated and that her plans might be of no use as she would need to team up with her mortal enemy to take down the true evil and restore what was once lost. "She gazed up at the sky and rejoiced with happiness at the sight of the sparkling stars, from time to time she wondered to herself ‘ do fairies exist there too?’ She yawned and continued on her way "Maybe I should have said that I'm leaving" she mumbled."
I published a new story called ‘Apocalypse’ on Wattpad, you should go check it out at thesparkmeetstheeye
So I had my story written in a journal and lost the journal (this is why electronics are useful kids!)... But I found the journal so gonna get it on the computer, edit it, and hopefully post it very soon! Sorry for the long wait! It's coming soon! Really this time lol XD