I've been writing something quietly and finally put it up. A series of one-shots about a Miqo'te raised by a Hingan great house, navigating a world that sees her before it understands her.

The first six chapters up, more will be posted as they're finished.

archiveofourown.org/works/81542661

I don’t believe in sin. I believe in knowing exactly what draws you closer.

Careful now, darling. The stakes are high, and I never bluff. They call this Sin City for a reason.

Normalize girls kissing girls

Normalize girls kissing girls

춤추는 작은 까탈레나
나도 모르게 빠져 들어가

Did you miss me?

I'll make you crave the taste of sin

It's Monday! Here's a little pick-me-up to help you make it through the week

𝔏𝔞 𝔭𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱

Coming home soon?

Sin? Why, whatever do you mean?

Shadows worship what the light can’t touch.

If this is sin, then I'll pay the piper.

"Let's dance on the edge of convention, where inhibitions fade into the night's embrace, and we sin together under the moon's watchful gaze."

Sin? Why, whatever do you mean?

We like Tuesdays

Wait… how long have you been standing there?
I didn’t realize anyone was watching...

It's Monday again so here's a little promise for you...

I don't bluff.
I just let you think you have a chance.

Join me for a drink?

Wishing for swimsuit weather

Coming to bed?

Oh, these? My boobies? My massive fucking titties? My super stuffed milkies? My honker bonker doinky boinkies? My fucking fabric stretching wind flapping gravity welling sex mounds? You mean these super duper ultra hyper god damn motherfucking tits?

Worship me.

What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness?

You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.

Soft as a secret, sharp as a promise.

Don't keep me waiting any longer...