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haebinHey Lovelies!
It is another Sunday and that means there is a new chapter to read. :) I hope you'll enjoy it - but beware there is a lot of Spice in it. ;D
Concent Warning: Dirty Talk, Smut, Porn with Plot, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex
„On your knees. And put your delicate hands in front of you.“
His voice was dark with lust, soaked in the desire to use her body, to claim her for himself.
The few candles burning in the chamber cast their dim, ever flickering light into the room and seemed to make the body of the woman lying before him, her naked skin covered in sweat, shine with an almost golden glow. The candlelight intensified the color of her long, red hair, which resembled the flame of an all-consuming fire.
A sensual smile on her finely curved lips, a foray of her tongue gliding seductively over her lower lip, a fire blazing in her emerald green eyes.
"Now."
Khara, who had been leaning on her elbows and looking at the elf in front of her with a smile, slowly and seductively straightened up and turned her back to him. She reached into her hair with her right hand and put it over her shoulder, knowing his preferences. She heard his breathing intensify, could imagine his yellow eyes darkening with lust, how he bit his lower lip as he watched her spread her legs and slowly and provocatively lower her upper body onto the mattress. Her elbows pressed deep into his bed, but she still had the opportunity to look over her shoulder and at him. Her nipples, stiff with arousal, rubbed against the fabric of his bed.
Teárlach knelt behind the half-elf and watched as she lolled in front of him, pushing her arse upwards and giving him an excellent view of her wet, glistening pussy. She was literally dripping for him and he bit his lower lip with desire, savouring the pain he felt.
When Khara realized that he wasn't touching her, she began to make slight circular movements with her buttocks to encourage Teárlach to finally put his hands on her.
Teárlach knelt behind her, his hand slowly stroking his erect cock, his tip already wet with precum.
Needy little slut, he thought with a smirk, his yellow eyes burning with desire.
Khara began to whine about the abscence of his fingers, his tongue and his cock.
Teárlach's lips twisted into a lascivious grin as he became aware of the half-elf's whine.
He took his hand off his erection, brought his fingertips to his lips and moistened them with his tongue. And without a word of warning to Khara, he guided two of his fingers into her cunt in a single slow motion.
A loud moan slipped from Khara's lips as she felt Teárlach's fingers deep inside her, so deep that the knuckles of his hands pressed against her entrance.
His disinterest in Khara's desires was evident as he inserted another finger, ignoring the longing burning in her clit. When the pretty half-elf began to press her hips against his fingers to relieve the desire inside her, he stopped mid-motion and slapped her buttocks with his hand, making her wince.
‘Did I allow you to fuck yourself on my fingers?’
His voice was dark and there was a hint of threat in his words.
‘N... no,’ Khara stuttered.
‘No, WHAT?’
‘No, master,’ she corrected herself and he heard the slight tremor in her voice.
‘Good girl,’ he cooed and rewarded the half-elf by sliding the three fingers out and then plunging them back in in a single powerful movement. Khara clenched around his moving fingers which slide fast in and out and Teárlach knew that she would love to get fucked senseless by him.
With every movement of his fingers he listened to the lustful moans of Khara which became louder with every single thrust he did. She couldn't help but roll her hips against his fingers one more time, causing Teárlach to pause instantly. He slid out of her and heard her whining about the loss of his fingers. He was clearly annoyed about her behaviour and he slapped her again, harder this time.
‘Teárlach,’ she gasped and his right hand, wet with her desire, grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her into the pillow. He saw her fingers clawing into the sheet as she couldn't breathe. He leaned over her, his hard cock pressing welcoming against her damp folds.
‘Didn't I tell you to hold still?’ he asked quietly, his voice menacing. ‘Or do you want to be punished? Is that what you really want? That I fuck you so hard that you can hardly walk for the next few days? Or do you want me to fuck you till you die, dearest? Maybe you would like to choke on my dick? You just have to beg for it.’
He loosened his grip on her neck so that Khara could turn her head to the side and finally gasp for air again. Teárlach saw that her face had reddened from not being able to catch her breath, but her eyes were clouded with lust and her lips were half-open. His hard cock twitched at the knowledge that Khara thoroughly enjoyed being treated like this. But even if she liked it harder, she had no idea what else Teárlach had in store for her.
‘Beg for it, slut,’ he urged her.
‘Hngh,’ Khara moaned as she felt Teárlach slide his fingers slowly and tantalisingly inside her, crumpling inside her and feather-lightly touching the spot which she set on fire.
‘Beg!’ he demanded.
‘Fuck me,’ she replied with a moan, her words a pleading entreaty to the high elf behind her.
‘And how do you want it, my dear?’ he asked in a whisper, his fingers thrusting wildly as Khara's legs began to shake.
And that was the moment when Teárlach's fingers slipped out of the heat of her body and he penetrated her with a single powerful thrust. Khara screamed in pleasure.
‘Just fuck me, Teárlach, please,’ she begged him as she would beg for her life. And she had no idea that her life was really in his hands, which only increased Teárlach's arousal. ‘Fuck me, please. Hard.’
Teárlach plunged his hard cock into her wet cunt, fucked her hard like she begged for it, filled her to the brim and enjoyed feeling her clenching around him while his thrusts became faster and faster. The room was filled with the obscene slaps of his hips slapping against her ass.
‘You are taking my cock so well, Love,’ Teárlach whispered as he leant his body over her, his fingers on her neck, pressing into her tender skin. As he approached his climax with deep and fast thrusts, his fingers slid from Khara's neck over her chin to her lips. Greedily she sucked on his fingers while Teárlach slid his tongue over her shoulder blade and plunged into her lips.
Khara moaned, biting Teárlach's fingers, which he answered with hard, deep thrusts until he finally poured himself into her with a loud moan.
She felt his body collapse on top of her before he slid out of her and fell next to her, breathing heavily.
Breathless, Khara turned her face to Teárlach and looked at him, stunned.
‘Teárlach,’ she whispered in a trembling voice. ‘I didn't come.’
He turned his face to her and raised an eyebrow.
‘You should earn an orgasm, Love,’ he answered with a cold smirk. ‘You've done nothing more than spread your legs, darling. Is that all you are willing to give?’
‘I could suck your cock,’ Khara suggested, biting her lower lip with relish.
‘And that's all you want to do?’ he asked, bored, while the pretty half-elf placed her right hand on his chest and slid down over his toned abdominal muscles in a sensual, slow movement. Before she got anywhere near his flaccid member, however, Teárlach grabbed her wrist and stopped her. Khara flinched at the sudden pain that shot through her arm.
‘As much as I would consider the offer at another time, it doesn't really seem appealing to me now,’ he said, his voice dark, his smile cold. ‘Come up with something better.’
For a brief moment Teárlach could see how hurt Khara was at his words, as the pain was reflected in her green eyes and on her face for a few seconds. But as quickly as this expression had slipped over her face, it disappeared again. She seemed to think for a moment and he saw her beautifully curved lips form into a smile.
Teárlach looked at her intently.
His grip still around her wrist, Khara nevertheless took the opportunity to slide her index finger slowly up and down his navel.
‘The little kitchen maid who has enjoyed your attention a time or two,’ she began, looking slyly at Teárlach.
‘Yes?’ His voice was curious and Khara felt satisfaction that filled her.
‘It seems you have been successful.’
Teárlach frowned.
‘Meaning?’
‘You planted a bastard in her, Teárlach,’ Khara replied, mockery colouring her voice. ‘But it seems to be quite easy with humans. Getting elves pregnant is a little more difficult, isn't it?’
‘Careful, Khara,’ Teárlach replied as the grip on her wrist tightened and Khara winced at the pain that shot through her hand and arm, feeling like liquid fire in her muscles and tendons.
‘She got rid of the bastard. Lying in her room for days with severe cramps and heavy bleeding.’
‘She lost it?’
Khara's laughter was filled with malice.
‘Lost it?’ she replied with a raised eyebrow. ‘She helped it along. A few herbs, hot tea and your fruit slipped out of her lap.’
‘She aborted it?’
Khara nodded with a cool smile. ‘Apparently she didn't value becoming the mother of your child, Teárlach.’
A dangerous fire glowed in his yellow eyes. ‘You should watch your dirty mouth, whore. If not, I should fill your pretty lips with my cock to avoid that you spreading such filthy lies.’
‘When I just suggested you to suck your cock, you weren't very keen,’ Khara replied shamelessly.
In the blink of an eye, Teárlach released his hand from her wrist and grabbed her by the neck, his fingers pressing painfully into her flesh.
‘Careful, I said,’ Teárlach repeated softly. ‘Know your limits, Love.’
Khara stared at the elf with widened eyes.
‘But I must confess that you deserve a little reward. This news is worth something to me.’
Teárlach loosened his grip on Khara's neck and let himself sink into the sheets. With a smile drenched in lust, he pointed between his legs, which he slowly spread apart.
‘Take a seat between my legs.’
Khara eagerly complied with his request, straightened up and sat down between his lower legs. When she realized that his member was getting harder, she bit her lower lip in anticipation. A soft, longing moan slipped from her lips.
‘And now ... up with your ass. And spread your pretty lips for me.’
Khara was only too happy to comply with this request. She leaned back using her right hand to support herself.
And then her left hand trailed down from her full and heavy breasts over her flattened belly down to spread her lips to open them for Teárlach to see.
‘Lean back, Love and let me see how wet you are.’ His voice was filled with lust, dark of desire. He licked his lips while he was watching Khara stroking herself. His hand touched his hardened cock and stroked him slowly, he lubricated himself with the pre-cum on his tip. Khara moaned as she glided her index finger slowly through her dripping folds. Teárlach sat up, leaned forward and grabbed her chin with his left hand so that she could not avoid him, trapped in his grip. He pressed his lips to her mouth in a hard, hungry kiss and bit her lower lip the next moment.
His lips glided from her mouth to her neck and he sucked brutally on her delicate skin while his right hand worked his cock in long smooth motions. With the left hand he pressed his finger painfully into Khara's skin, grabbed her ass and pressed her against him. She closed her eyes in pleasure and her head sank back into her neck.
Teárlach felt her hand moving faster while he sucked and bit her neck. The heat in the elf built up, making him tense and squirm against his fist until his pumps grew rapid, untamed and fast so that he spilled himself over his hand and her belly.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as the orgasm surged through his body. He looked at Khara which was so close to come as well.
Teárlach smiled when he pushed her so hard that she lost her balance and with a surprised cry slipped off the bed and fell to the floor. He let himself fall into the sheets, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he slowly caught his breath.
‘Get out of here, Khara. I'm tired of your face.’
‘What?’ The half-elf straightened on her knees and looked stunned at Teárlach.
‘Do I really have to repeat myself, Love? Get lost.’
‘But... but...’ she began and Teárlach raised a dark eyebrow. The next words were a clear warning to her.
‘If you think you have to say another word or have the audacity to touch yourself until you reach your climax, I will either cut out your tongue myself with the dagger lying here next to my bed or it will cost you a finger or two. Do you really want to take that risk?’
Khara shook her head quickly.
‘Good girl,’ Teárlach cooed, a smile on his lips that didn't reach his eyes.
‘Now get out of here.’
The half-elf stood up hesitantly, took two steps to the side and reached for her clothes lying on the floor in front of the bed.
‘Do not dare to touch them,’ warned Teárlach.
‘Forgive me, my Lord, but I must dress before I leave your chamber,’ she replied in a whisper, fear filling her voice.
‘Is that so?’ asked Teárlach, amused. ‘I am your master and I order you to leave my chamber immediately. Naked. And if anyone sees you, if anyone smells your obvious desire for me, you are to look forward with your chin up. None of my whores should be ashamed of being fucked by me. Have a little pride that you put your body at the service of your master for a few silver coins.’
Khara closed her eyes and bit her lips to stifle the rising tears.
‘As you wish, my Lord.’
She turned, strode to the door and opened it. When she heard Teárlach's cruel laughter behind her, she started to sob.
It is another Sunday and that means there is a new chapter to read. :) I hope you'll enjoy it - but beware there is a lot of Spice in it. ;D
Concent Warning: Dirty Talk, Smut, Porn with Plot, Masturbation, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex
„On your knees. And put your delicate hands in front of you.“
His voice was dark with lust, soaked in the desire to use her body, to claim her for himself.
The few candles burning in the chamber cast their dim, ever flickering light into the room and seemed to make the body of the woman lying before him, her naked skin covered in sweat, shine with an almost golden glow. The candlelight intensified the color of her long, red hair, which resembled the flame of an all-consuming fire.
A sensual smile on her finely curved lips, a foray of her tongue gliding seductively over her lower lip, a fire blazing in her emerald green eyes.
"Now."
Khara, who had been leaning on her elbows and looking at the elf in front of her with a smile, slowly and seductively straightened up and turned her back to him. She reached into her hair with her right hand and put it over her shoulder, knowing his preferences. She heard his breathing intensify, could imagine his yellow eyes darkening with lust, how he bit his lower lip as he watched her spread her legs and slowly and provocatively lower her upper body onto the mattress. Her elbows pressed deep into his bed, but she still had the opportunity to look over her shoulder and at him. Her nipples, stiff with arousal, rubbed against the fabric of his bed.
Teárlach knelt behind the half-elf and watched as she lolled in front of him, pushing her arse upwards and giving him an excellent view of her wet, glistening pussy. She was literally dripping for him and he bit his lower lip with desire, savouring the pain he felt.
When Khara realized that he wasn't touching her, she began to make slight circular movements with her buttocks to encourage Teárlach to finally put his hands on her.
Teárlach knelt behind her, his hand slowly stroking his erect cock, his tip already wet with precum.
Needy little slut, he thought with a smirk, his yellow eyes burning with desire.
Khara began to whine about the abscence of his fingers, his tongue and his cock.
Teárlach's lips twisted into a lascivious grin as he became aware of the half-elf's whine.
He took his hand off his erection, brought his fingertips to his lips and moistened them with his tongue. And without a word of warning to Khara, he guided two of his fingers into her cunt in a single slow motion.
A loud moan slipped from Khara's lips as she felt Teárlach's fingers deep inside her, so deep that the knuckles of his hands pressed against her entrance.
His disinterest in Khara's desires was evident as he inserted another finger, ignoring the longing burning in her clit. When the pretty half-elf began to press her hips against his fingers to relieve the desire inside her, he stopped mid-motion and slapped her buttocks with his hand, making her wince.
‘Did I allow you to fuck yourself on my fingers?’
His voice was dark and there was a hint of threat in his words.
‘N... no,’ Khara stuttered.
‘No, WHAT?’
‘No, master,’ she corrected herself and he heard the slight tremor in her voice.
‘Good girl,’ he cooed and rewarded the half-elf by sliding the three fingers out and then plunging them back in in a single powerful movement. Khara clenched around his moving fingers which slide fast in and out and Teárlach knew that she would love to get fucked senseless by him.
With every movement of his fingers he listened to the lustful moans of Khara which became louder with every single thrust he did. She couldn't help but roll her hips against his fingers one more time, causing Teárlach to pause instantly. He slid out of her and heard her whining about the loss of his fingers. He was clearly annoyed about her behaviour and he slapped her again, harder this time.
‘Teárlach,’ she gasped and his right hand, wet with her desire, grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her into the pillow. He saw her fingers clawing into the sheet as she couldn't breathe. He leaned over her, his hard cock pressing welcoming against her damp folds.
‘Didn't I tell you to hold still?’ he asked quietly, his voice menacing. ‘Or do you want to be punished? Is that what you really want? That I fuck you so hard that you can hardly walk for the next few days? Or do you want me to fuck you till you die, dearest? Maybe you would like to choke on my dick? You just have to beg for it.’
He loosened his grip on her neck so that Khara could turn her head to the side and finally gasp for air again. Teárlach saw that her face had reddened from not being able to catch her breath, but her eyes were clouded with lust and her lips were half-open. His hard cock twitched at the knowledge that Khara thoroughly enjoyed being treated like this. But even if she liked it harder, she had no idea what else Teárlach had in store for her.
‘Beg for it, slut,’ he urged her.
‘Hngh,’ Khara moaned as she felt Teárlach slide his fingers slowly and tantalisingly inside her, crumpling inside her and feather-lightly touching the spot which she set on fire.
‘Beg!’ he demanded.
‘Fuck me,’ she replied with a moan, her words a pleading entreaty to the high elf behind her.
‘And how do you want it, my dear?’ he asked in a whisper, his fingers thrusting wildly as Khara's legs began to shake.
And that was the moment when Teárlach's fingers slipped out of the heat of her body and he penetrated her with a single powerful thrust. Khara screamed in pleasure.
‘Just fuck me, Teárlach, please,’ she begged him as she would beg for her life. And she had no idea that her life was really in his hands, which only increased Teárlach's arousal. ‘Fuck me, please. Hard.’
Teárlach plunged his hard cock into her wet cunt, fucked her hard like she begged for it, filled her to the brim and enjoyed feeling her clenching around him while his thrusts became faster and faster. The room was filled with the obscene slaps of his hips slapping against her ass.
‘You are taking my cock so well, Love,’ Teárlach whispered as he leant his body over her, his fingers on her neck, pressing into her tender skin. As he approached his climax with deep and fast thrusts, his fingers slid from Khara's neck over her chin to her lips. Greedily she sucked on his fingers while Teárlach slid his tongue over her shoulder blade and plunged into her lips.
Khara moaned, biting Teárlach's fingers, which he answered with hard, deep thrusts until he finally poured himself into her with a loud moan.
She felt his body collapse on top of her before he slid out of her and fell next to her, breathing heavily.
Breathless, Khara turned her face to Teárlach and looked at him, stunned.
‘Teárlach,’ she whispered in a trembling voice. ‘I didn't come.’
He turned his face to her and raised an eyebrow.
‘You should earn an orgasm, Love,’ he answered with a cold smirk. ‘You've done nothing more than spread your legs, darling. Is that all you are willing to give?’
‘I could suck your cock,’ Khara suggested, biting her lower lip with relish.
‘And that's all you want to do?’ he asked, bored, while the pretty half-elf placed her right hand on his chest and slid down over his toned abdominal muscles in a sensual, slow movement. Before she got anywhere near his flaccid member, however, Teárlach grabbed her wrist and stopped her. Khara flinched at the sudden pain that shot through her arm.
‘As much as I would consider the offer at another time, it doesn't really seem appealing to me now,’ he said, his voice dark, his smile cold. ‘Come up with something better.’
For a brief moment Teárlach could see how hurt Khara was at his words, as the pain was reflected in her green eyes and on her face for a few seconds. But as quickly as this expression had slipped over her face, it disappeared again. She seemed to think for a moment and he saw her beautifully curved lips form into a smile.
Teárlach looked at her intently.
His grip still around her wrist, Khara nevertheless took the opportunity to slide her index finger slowly up and down his navel.
‘The little kitchen maid who has enjoyed your attention a time or two,’ she began, looking slyly at Teárlach.
‘Yes?’ His voice was curious and Khara felt satisfaction that filled her.
‘It seems you have been successful.’
Teárlach frowned.
‘Meaning?’
‘You planted a bastard in her, Teárlach,’ Khara replied, mockery colouring her voice. ‘But it seems to be quite easy with humans. Getting elves pregnant is a little more difficult, isn't it?’
‘Careful, Khara,’ Teárlach replied as the grip on her wrist tightened and Khara winced at the pain that shot through her hand and arm, feeling like liquid fire in her muscles and tendons.
‘She got rid of the bastard. Lying in her room for days with severe cramps and heavy bleeding.’
‘She lost it?’
Khara's laughter was filled with malice.
‘Lost it?’ she replied with a raised eyebrow. ‘She helped it along. A few herbs, hot tea and your fruit slipped out of her lap.’
‘She aborted it?’
Khara nodded with a cool smile. ‘Apparently she didn't value becoming the mother of your child, Teárlach.’
A dangerous fire glowed in his yellow eyes. ‘You should watch your dirty mouth, whore. If not, I should fill your pretty lips with my cock to avoid that you spreading such filthy lies.’
‘When I just suggested you to suck your cock, you weren't very keen,’ Khara replied shamelessly.
In the blink of an eye, Teárlach released his hand from her wrist and grabbed her by the neck, his fingers pressing painfully into her flesh.
‘Careful, I said,’ Teárlach repeated softly. ‘Know your limits, Love.’
Khara stared at the elf with widened eyes.
‘But I must confess that you deserve a little reward. This news is worth something to me.’
Teárlach loosened his grip on Khara's neck and let himself sink into the sheets. With a smile drenched in lust, he pointed between his legs, which he slowly spread apart.
‘Take a seat between my legs.’
Khara eagerly complied with his request, straightened up and sat down between his lower legs. When she realized that his member was getting harder, she bit her lower lip in anticipation. A soft, longing moan slipped from her lips.
‘And now ... up with your ass. And spread your pretty lips for me.’
Khara was only too happy to comply with this request. She leaned back using her right hand to support herself.
And then her left hand trailed down from her full and heavy breasts over her flattened belly down to spread her lips to open them for Teárlach to see.
‘Lean back, Love and let me see how wet you are.’ His voice was filled with lust, dark of desire. He licked his lips while he was watching Khara stroking herself. His hand touched his hardened cock and stroked him slowly, he lubricated himself with the pre-cum on his tip. Khara moaned as she glided her index finger slowly through her dripping folds. Teárlach sat up, leaned forward and grabbed her chin with his left hand so that she could not avoid him, trapped in his grip. He pressed his lips to her mouth in a hard, hungry kiss and bit her lower lip the next moment.
His lips glided from her mouth to her neck and he sucked brutally on her delicate skin while his right hand worked his cock in long smooth motions. With the left hand he pressed his finger painfully into Khara's skin, grabbed her ass and pressed her against him. She closed her eyes in pleasure and her head sank back into her neck.
Teárlach felt her hand moving faster while he sucked and bit her neck. The heat in the elf built up, making him tense and squirm against his fist until his pumps grew rapid, untamed and fast so that he spilled himself over his hand and her belly.
His chest rose and fell rapidly as the orgasm surged through his body. He looked at Khara which was so close to come as well.
Teárlach smiled when he pushed her so hard that she lost her balance and with a surprised cry slipped off the bed and fell to the floor. He let himself fall into the sheets, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he slowly caught his breath.
‘Get out of here, Khara. I'm tired of your face.’
‘What?’ The half-elf straightened on her knees and looked stunned at Teárlach.
‘Do I really have to repeat myself, Love? Get lost.’
‘But... but...’ she began and Teárlach raised a dark eyebrow. The next words were a clear warning to her.
‘If you think you have to say another word or have the audacity to touch yourself until you reach your climax, I will either cut out your tongue myself with the dagger lying here next to my bed or it will cost you a finger or two. Do you really want to take that risk?’
Khara shook her head quickly.
‘Good girl,’ Teárlach cooed, a smile on his lips that didn't reach his eyes.
‘Now get out of here.’
The half-elf stood up hesitantly, took two steps to the side and reached for her clothes lying on the floor in front of the bed.
‘Do not dare to touch them,’ warned Teárlach.
‘Forgive me, my Lord, but I must dress before I leave your chamber,’ she replied in a whisper, fear filling her voice.
‘Is that so?’ asked Teárlach, amused. ‘I am your master and I order you to leave my chamber immediately. Naked. And if anyone sees you, if anyone smells your obvious desire for me, you are to look forward with your chin up. None of my whores should be ashamed of being fucked by me. Have a little pride that you put your body at the service of your master for a few silver coins.’
Khara closed her eyes and bit her lips to stifle the rising tears.
‘As you wish, my Lord.’
She turned, strode to the door and opened it. When she heard Teárlach's cruel laughter behind her, she started to sob.
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Date: 2024-06-09 04:00 pm (UTC)Téarlach als Charakter ist zwar absolut kein guter Mensch (bzw. Elf ^^) aber ich finde ihn trotzdem sehr interessant und bin gespannt, mehr über ihn zu erfahren.
Mal wieder ein sehr sehr gutes Kapital, danke fürs Teilen :)
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Date: 2024-06-18 02:11 pm (UTC)Ich hatte eigentlich nie wirklich vor Tearlach so zu beschreiben bzw. eine so große Rolle zukommen zu lassen, aber irgendwie ist es anders gekommen. ;D Ich mag es dass er den dunklen Teil repräsentiert aber aus Gründen die noch im Verborgenen liegen. Und als Gegensatz dann Tralir der das absolute Gegenteil von ihm ist. Das kann zu viel Spannung führen und das macht es auch für mich wieder interessant. :)
Im Moment überarbeite ich noch die Kapitel der letzten Wochen, aber ich habe wieder einige gute Ideen. ;D
Und vielen Dank für deinen Kommentar!! ❤️
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Date: 2024-06-23 04:45 pm (UTC)Ich höre es so oft von Autor*innen, dass die Charaktere gerne mal ein "Eigenleben" entwickeln und daher Handlungen auch mal eine Wendung nehmen, die gar nicht beabsichtigt war :)
LOL und ich habe jetzt erst gesehen, dass ich in dem ursprünglichen Kommentar "Kapital" statt "Kapitel" geschrieben habe xD
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Date: 2024-06-27 12:43 pm (UTC)Kann passieren ;) ♥️
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Date: 2024-06-29 02:02 pm (UTC)Das kann ich mir sehr gut vorstellen :)
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Date: 2024-07-19 09:23 pm (UTC)Schreibst du auch? Geschichten, Kurzgeschichten, Gedichte oder so? ♥️
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Date: 2024-07-20 01:50 pm (UTC)Früher auf LJ habe ich öfter mal im November bei "MiniWrimo" mitgemacht, einer Community, wo man sich mit einem selbstgesteckten täglichen "writing goal" anmeldet und dann zumindest versucht, jeden Tag diese Anzahl an Worten zu schreiben. Ich habe meistens 100-150 gewählt und das ist mir dann auch gut gelungen, aber ohne dieses Ziel bin ich leider die meiste Zeit nicht motiviert genug, weiterzumachen :(
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Date: 2024-08-05 11:56 am (UTC)Ich versuche jetzt erst einmal Gedanken und Ideen niederzuschreiben, auch wenn mir ein paar Worte nicht einfallen oder ähnliches. Ich nutze dann immer ein ... und füge das später hinzu oder schreibe es einfach um. Das geht ganz gut. Und wenn ich merke, dass ich nichts hinkriege, dann mache ich das Dokument zu und bin auch nicht böse oder enttäuscht auf mich (zumindest versuche ich es), sondern sage mir dass es dann einfach nicht gepasst hat.
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Date: 2024-08-08 05:20 pm (UTC)Das klingt nach einer sehr guten Methode :) und offensichtlich ist sie ja auch erfolgreich ;)
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