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itsninex · 4 months
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Today was as dark and gloomy as ever in New Yoke City; although, he prefers it this way.
The thumping of metallic legs filtered the streets in a roaring static noise, if the subway train didn't echo in his ears enough already⸺ a simple byproduct from the ruling of the Chaos Council, a group of clowns running the city in a dictarion rule.
A joke, honestly.
With his unlimited knowledge and time, he could single handedly hack into the systems and destroy the economy as we know it; but he doesn't, he's grown comfortable in the wake of solitude.
He had no ulterior motive to even attempt, yet alone think about overpowering the tyrannical reign in any way. Why? Because it would benefit more people than just himself and what would he get out of that? To endure the sinister ways people could be because he was different?
Not a chance. If the people wanted a change, they'd do it themselves rather than follow one after another like cattle to the slaughterhouse.
Things will never change at this rate⸺ the Council of idiots will continue to seize power while everyone cowers and lives a stagnant existance.
And that's alright with him.
He had his private little home away from the eyes of those he didn't want peering, secured tight with passcodes, locks and firewalls to keep the unwanted away, hidden away and unlikely to find.
His gaze rose from where he stood to the shadow on the wall of the tails he's created for himself and it's a constant reminder of one thing and one thing alone: trust no one and need nobody.
He's made it this far. Adding any extra person to his equations wasn't even a question, let alone a thought that crossed his mind.
A gentle hand runs through the tuffs of fur on his head before he shakes any lingering thoughts away with a smack of his lips, focusing on nothing more than what his busy hands were creating.
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marvelouslizzie · 1 year
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are you mine?
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summary: You have been seeing Bucky Barnes for while. Actually seeing doesn't cover what you two are doing but you don't know what else to call it. You just didn't give the relationship a name, yet. One day, you get a voice message and a photo from your best friend which makes you think, Bucky Barnes, the man who you fell head over heels in love with is cheating on you. Jealousy takes over.
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader 
word count: 5.1K
warnings: 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, unlabeled relationship, misunderstandings, suspected of being cheated on (BUT THERE IS NO CHEATING), jealousy, feeling insecure, unintentionally hurting the person you love, mentions of roleplaying, adult language, pet names, dirty talk, light deep-throating, fingering, unprotected sex (don't do it in real life these two know each other), emotional assurance, no mention of y/n.
a/n:  This was a random idea I had and with the help of @notafunkiller and @es1dit, it turned into reality. I thank them for helping me through my writing journey, beta-reading, and even for the photos and the gif! You two are the best!
All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission. Every like, comment and reblog is highly appreciated.
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“Hey, girl.” Your friend's voice sounds different than usual. You wonder what’s wrong because she usually doesn’t send voice messages. “I really don’t know how to say this. I wanted to call you and explain everything, answer all your questions, but I have a meeting in five minutes.” You look at the time and see the voice message was sent more than ten minutes ago. “I thought texting is worse so I decided to go with a voice message.” She stops for a second to take a deep breath. “I really hate to be the one to tell you this. I really do. I hate to break your heart but if I were in your place, I’d like you to tell me. It’s better to know instead of getting fooled, right?” She sounds like she is trying to convince herself, not you and you can’t help but wonder what she is talking about. “Okay, here we go: I saw Bucky with a woman. They were hugging so I couldn’t see his face clearly at first. I thought the guy was just looking a lot like Bucky, so it made me stop. I thought how many guys should have this haircut? It turns out it was really Bucky. He was hugging her so tight, it was just confusing. Then after they broke the hug, she put her hand on his chest and I went ‘wait a minute, who is this redhead?’ I got my phone and right before I took the photo, he laughed so loudly. I couldn’t believe it! Bucky Barnes, the guy who gives everyone a death stare, was laughing with his whole body. I managed to take a good picture, but I could not see the face of that woman. The only thing I can say for sure is that she's a redhead. Oh, and she has an amazing body. Even from behind…” She stops for a bit when she realizes she’s praising her while telling you Bucky is cheating on you. “Sorry. I just can’t believe what I've just witnessed. I thought you should know. I’m sending the photo so you can see it with your own eyes. I’m sorry for dropping a bomb like this and running into a meeting. I promise you I will call you after I’m done with work and we will talk, alright?”
From the moment you first listened to this message, you couldn't think of anything else. You keep looking at the photo, zooming in on the woman countless times in hopes of magically figuring out who she is and how she managed to make him laugh that hard. You don't remember him mentioning meeting any woman today. Especially one that seems so close to you.
You also listen to the voice message over and over again, but nothing makes sense.
Is he... is he really seeing her behind my back? 
Your heart is beating so fast, you can’t focus on your thoughts or hear anything else. Breathing becomes so hard that you feel like you are drowning. I can’t do this anymore, I can’t. You hope taking deep breaths might help, but not even that helps. It actually makes you feel even worse. You just drop your body onto the couch and suddenly you notice you aren’t afraid or anxious like you initially thought. You are just… hurt. So hurt that the pain you are feeling is actually physical. You never felt this way ever in your life.
If Bucky Barnes pointed his gun right at your face now it would hurt you less. If he shot you without blinking once, it would hurt you less because you would know for sure that he is brainwashed and turned into the Winter Soldier by someone again. And he wouldn’t be hurting you on purpose. This… Whatever this is… feels like he’s hurting you on purpose and it's unbearable.
Now, you aren’t so sure of who he is. This guy, who is hugging someone else like that and laughing, who lets another woman touch her so freely like this can not be your Bucky. Or maybe he was never yours to begin with, who knows?
You have no idea how much time passed between the moment you got this message and Bucky arrived at your place. While you are drowning in your thoughts and feelings, he lets himself in.
“Hey, doll.” He sounds really happy, which is rare and mostly when he’s around you. Now you know you aren’t the reason for his happiness and it stings. He must have had a good day with that redhead. Whoever she is.
You look at him without saying a word. That’s when you see that he’s holding a big bouquet of flowers. Your favorites. God! He is really cheating on me. He felt guilty and bought flowers on his way here, you think. While growing up, you remember hearing something over and over again: When a man feels guilty because they're cheating, they start to treat their partners better. Bucky always treated you well and bought you flowers but you aren’t in a place to think clearly anymore. You just assume he’s cheating, therefore he got you flowers to feel better about it. It’s clear as day.
“Are you okay?” He sounds concerned already because he knows how you would normally act. Whenever he arrived at your place, you ran to him and gave him a huge hug. Sometimes you literally jumped in his arms and he lifted you up with no effort. He would just hold the flowers until you got down. In the rest of cases, you would give him a kiss, thank him for the flowers, and put them in your favorite vase. But right now all you do is glare at him, taking a deep breath before standing up.
Your knees already want to just give in and let you fall, but no, you aren’t gonna go down that easily. You are going to face him first and let things play out. If you are gonna fall on your knees, it’s gonna happen when you are alone and defeated, and you can cry yourself to sleep.
“I’m not.” 
“What’s wrong?” He just puts the flowers away.
“Are you cheating on me, James Barnes?” The question flies out from your lips easily. And you are surprised you managed to get it out without choking or crying. 
Bucky’s expression is hard to read at first. You have no idea what it means. Then it slowly changes into something you are familiar with: concern. Anytime he is even a little bit concerned, the lines between his brows become so visible… But this time, they don’t stay that way for long. Instead, you see a little smile creeping up his lips, and a wave of anger washes over you. Before you're able to say anything, he speaks.
“Since when we are in a relationship, darling?” 
Oh my fucking god! The audacity of this man! 
“Excuse me?”
“I asked you: since when are we in a relationship? I thought in order to cheat on someone you have to be in a relationship first, and I don’t remember us discussing the nature of our… friendship.” The bastard sounds so smug until the last part. Then he seemed unsure for a second like he was trying to find the right word. Friendship… That wasn’t the right one for your relationship. You were friends, of course, but the word doesn’t cover it all. You were also exclusive. Or, at least, that is what you thought until now.
“I guess…” You sniff. “I had the wrong impression…” You stop again to collect yourself. “About our… friendship.”
That’s when he notices the tears in your eyes, threatening to fall down any second, but you are holding yourself back. You don’t want to cry in front of him. You don’t want him to see how much he broke you. Instead of approving what you just said, Bucky closes the distance between you two. 
“Darling…” His tone has completely changed, that smugness vanishing completely. “Are you crying?” He tries to touch your face and probably wipe the tear away, but you don’t let him. With a quick step back, you put distance between you two while looking directly into his eyes.
“It’s none of your business.” The lines between his brows are back and they are deeper than ever. Confusion is written all over his face.
“Baby, I don’t understand what’s wrong. Please, talk to me.” He sounds completely broken now and you can’t believe how he could just change his emotions like that. Like there is a switch inside him and now he decided to act a bit more appropriately.
“I already told you, and your answer was clear enough.” The coldness of your voice creates a cold shower effect on him. 
“Wait…” It finally sinks in. “Do you really think I am cheating on you?”
You give him a dry humorless laugh. “You've just asked me since when we're in a relationship twice and technically said it wasn’t cheating.”
“I thought you were roleplaying.” He desperately tries to get closer to you, but you raise your hand to stop him. “I had no idea you were serious.”
“Roleplaying?” You can’t believe this man. “Do you really think I would accuse you of cheating for the sake of roleplaying, James?”
“Please, stop calling me James.” He knows you only do it when you are angry. That’s why he doesn’t like it. “I don’t know. I thought…” He tries to collect his thoughts. “I thought it was a bit weird, but I was like if that’s what she wants to do, I can give it a try.” You can't believe this man. Is he really clueless or does he try to deceive you?
“Are you fucking serious?”
“Darling… I don’t know why you think that, but I would never ever cheat on you. I can never…” He chokes on the words and you finally notice he might not be lying to you. He might not be deceiving, but what about that photo? What about that redhead who made him laugh so fucking hard?
“You told me we aren’t in a relationship, Bucky.” He notices this time you didn’t call him James and that’s a good sign. Small but important. That encourages him.
“I was acting my part. I thought that’s what you wanted. Baby…” He tries to move closer once again and this time you let him. He carefully holds your hands while looking into your eyes. “From the moment you said yes to me, I considered us as a couple. I know we did not talk about it and I can see it was a huge, huge mistake, but please believe that you are the only one for me.”
“You did?” You can’t help but ask. You need to hear him say it again. You wanna believe him so much, but there are so many questions on your mind, waiting to be asked and answered.
“Of course I did. You have no idea how much it hurts me to see you believe that I could cheat on you with another woman while my heart belongs to you. Not just my heart, I belong to you. Body and soul. I’m yours, darling. Please, believe me.” This… this sounds like your Bucky. The way he talks, the way he looks at you, the way he just looks so sad and broken. 
“I want to believe you, Bucky. I really do. I just can’t delete that photo from my mind. I can't stop thinking about it. That woman was touching you and you were laughing! You laugh so rarely, especially around others, and I– I just don’t know what to think anymore.”
“What photo?” He doesn’t sound defensive or blindsided, only confused. 
You quickly reach out for your phone and open the photo. As soon as you turn the screen towards him, his eyes focus on it for a second, and then he bursts into laughter.
“Why the fuck are you laughing?” Your voice comes out so defensive, but you don’t even realize.
“This is Natasha!” He looks at you. “Remember? I told you about her and how we have similar experiences.”
“That’s how you two actually bonded.” You repeat the words he once said to you. God! She is Natasha. Natasha Romanoff. The woman Bucky told you about so many times because he felt like he finally found a sister. The first person who made him feel like he isn’t alone in this world. He isn’t the only one who got tortured, turned into a killing machine, then managed to get out and start over. And you just got jealous of Natasha. God, you feel like an idiot.
“Yes, exactly!” He approves. “I told you like a week ago that Natasha will be in town and we will meet for a coffee. Remember?”
“Oh god…” You let out a loud groan, remembering exactly the moment he told you, but then so many things happened during the last week. You just… forgot and made an unnecessary scene. You accused him of cheating. If things were reversed, you'd be so hurt. So fucking hurt.
You feel your cheeks burning in shame.
“You even asked me if I wanted to meet her and I just said you go ahead and tell her about me first.” He approves with his eyes and small nods. “God, I am such an idiot!”
“No, you are not.” He quickly responds. “You haven’t met her yet and in the photo… her face isn’t visible.” Then he stops for a second as something comes to his mind. “Who sent you this photo?”
Oh, shit. 
“What makes you think someone sent it to me?” You don’t want to snitch on your friend, she was just trying to have your back. 
“Because if you were there, you wouldn’t just take a photo and leave. You would come and call me out. Someone sent you this photo.” He stops for a second again. “Alice sent this to you, didn’t she?”
You don’t say anything, but you look guilty without intending and it’s enough confirmation for him.
“Look, I am not mad at her. You can tell me that she sent you the photo.” Your eyes meet his while he keeps talking. “I’m glad your best friend has your back. I just wish you gave me the benefit of the doubt.” 
Oh. He sounds hurt again, even more than before.
“I’m sorry, Bucky.” You close the distance between you two completely. Your body is pressed against his and the warmth of him starts to calm you down. You just hope it will do the same to him. “She sent me a voice message and she sounded so… I don’t know… shaken. I couldn’t believe you could hug someone and laugh so hard with someone else. I couldn’t believe… that you would do this to me.”
“I understand that feeling, but I am just… hurt.”
“Can I make it better?” You ask immediately while reaching for his cheek. Your fingertips move towards his lips slowly. “Please, let me make it better.”
“What are you suggesting Ms. I doubt we have a relationship but I am gonna accuse you of cheating anyway?” 
You laugh because of that long-ass but rightfully deserved nickname. You should've talked about your relationship with him before anything like this happened. You should’ve given him the benefit of the doubt because he never made you doubt him before. Yet the jealousy you felt was so powerful. Actually, you can still feel it. That strong sensation is inside you, running through your veins, only getting calmed down by the loving words spilled from his lips. For the first time in your life, you notice what a jealous person you are. 
Instead of answering his question, you raise up on your toes and give him a kiss. Your intention is clear, but you don’t want to push him. If he needs a little time alone, he can end the kiss any second without feeling bad about it. That’s why you keep your kiss light and sweet, but in a couple of seconds, you realize that’s not what he wants.
He wraps his arms around your body and pulls you closer, then tilts his head just a little to deepen the kiss. That’s when you let a moan out for the first time. His tongue is moving so sweetly you get lost in the freaking kiss. While you are enjoying the taste of him, Bucky moves his metal hand toward your ass and grabs it a bit harshly, which instantly makes you gasp. Before you can do anything, he lifts you up with no effort. God, you love it when he does that. You quickly wrap your legs around his waist and enjoy feeling him this close to you. Despite still having your clothes on, you can feel the warmth radiating from his body. It just makes you feel safe. You wrap your arms around his neck and keep kissing him like your life depends on it. You are just glad he’s on the same page as you.
In a matter of seconds, you are on your bed waiting to find out what’s next. Usually, Bucky starts with getting you ready. That means either kisses, licks or sometimes when you are already very close to being ready, sucks. He gives you whatever you want, but this time it feels different. He moves away from you unexpectedly and takes off his shirt pretty quickly. Then he looks directly at you while his hands start to work on his belt.
“I've just realized…” He speaks while unbuckling. “I don’t think you deserve my attention yet.”
His words catch you off guard. He never said anything like this before. Deserving his attention? God… Those words make the blood rush in your veins.
“What can I do to deserve it again?” 
“Well, I can think of a couple of things.” He unzips himself suggestively and oh dear god… He wants you to do something you suggested before! This man… He can’t be real.
You move closer to the edge of the bed and stand on your knees. Before he can take his pants off, you move your hand inside his boxers and gently grab him.
“Something like this?”
He lets out a low moan before answering. “Something like this.”
You push his pants and boxers down, his already hard cock bouncing a little. God… You really want to do this. You can feel your mouth watering just at the thought of it. You take him in your hand, running your fingers all over it, getting mentally ready. He is already making such delicious sounds while you are doing the most basic things. You try to imagine how he'll react when he is deep inside your mouth.
You are excited about all the possibilities, but you still take your sweet time. The first step is moving your hand away and replacing it with your lips. You don’t take him inside your mouth or give him a lick. No, you are going to start really slow. Instead, you give him kisses all over. You avoid his hard cock for a while and focus on what’s around. Then your lips move to the place where he’s aching the most. While he’s expecting more kisses, you give him a big lick, which makes him moan loudly. Even though you've just started, you already feel like a winner.
You keep teasing him with your tongue for a while until you feel ready. You look up at him before taking him inside your mouth and he gives you one of those killer smiles.
“If you wanna stop, tap on my thighs, alright?” His tone is completely different: so soft and caring, which makes you wanna try this with him even more.
“I will.”
You take a deep breath before taking him. This isn’t the first time he’s inside your mouth. This isn’t the first time you are giving him a blowjob, either, but you never took him so deep and let him fuck your mouth. Giving away all the control you have is a little scary but also exciting. 
He lets you work at your own pace. You take him inside your mouth inch by inch, trying to relax and just not think much about it. Of course, that’s easier said than done, and triggering your gag reflex doesn’t take long. He takes a deep breath, trying to contain himself. His hands are already in your hair, just tangled between the strands without pulling.
“We don’t have to do this right now, you know…” He reminds you.
Hell no. You are the one who wanted to try this. You aren’t gonna give up that easily. You simply shake your head while your mouth is full and keep going. Taking another big breath through your nose and moving your head a bit more. A couple more inches of his hard cock disappear inside your mouth. That’s when you feel him touch the back of your throat. 
Holy shit! Your mouth is full of him!
You look up, feeling proud of yourself. You can see it in his eyes that he’s so fucking lost in the pleasure already. 
“Are you ready, doll?” The raspiness of his voice shoots strings of arousal down to your lower belly and you feel the wetness between your legs growing. You give him the confirmation with your eyes and he starts to move.
At first, it isn’t overwhelming as you imagined. It’s just a pressure you aren’t used to. You let him use your mouth however he wants, but notice that he’s still being careful. Yet the sounds he’s making just… drive you crazy. They turn you on even more and you can’t believe that’s actually possible. As he starts to move a little bit faster, getting lost because of the pleasure you feel the wetness growing even more. 
“God…” He’s louder than before. “This feels– amazing. It’s… it must be– a sin to– feel this good.”
Oh, how much you wanna reply, but your mouth is too occupied for that. Instead, you whine and moan. The vibrations of the sounds amplify his pleasure for a second.
“Fuck!” He’s losing the little control he has for sure. “Your fucking mouth!” He thrusts a little harder than before and you start to feel the tears building up in the corners of your eyes. “Wet.” He trusts. “Hot.” Another thrust follows. “And mine.” 
Just like that, you feel his come shooting down to your throat with a loud moan that fills you with the feeling of victory. He slowly takes himself out of your mouth and you notice how his cock is covered with thick spit. While you are trying to go back to normal, he is breathing loudly. So loud that it's all you can hear.
“That was…” He tries to speak, but his voice gives out in the middle of the sentence.
God damn, I made a super soldier lose his cool.
This isn’t the first time you did it, but it’s the first time it’s this visible. 
“Good? Great? Amazing?” You play a bit arrogant thinking you deserve it.
“Earth-shattering.”
The voice in your mind instantly goes: Fuck yes!
“Does it mean I deserve your attention now?” You keep your tone as innocent as possible like you aren’t talking about sex at all.
“Definitely. Lay back.” 
You love when he gets all demanding for the sake of your pleasure. You do as he says and watch him climb on top of the bed and take off your pants. He drops them without care and his middle finger finds its way between your folds over the underwear.
“Oh, poor thing.” The teasing is so fucking obvious in his voice. “You are drenched. Do you need a hand?” This time his palm slowly brushes down and god… you never needed to feel a hand so badly as you do right now. As you nod, he continues. “Let me show you how you are the only one for me then.”
He grips your underwear on both sides and suddenly takes it off. Your wetness is even more apparent now as he moves his middle finger between the folds again. It feels so damn good even without him touching your clit, but he does. He touches it so lightly, his fingertip only brushing, bringing all the wetness up so he can make you scream. You let out a deep moan, pushing yourself against his finger.
“So impatient, aren’t you?”
“I am.” you don't feel any shame. This is the man you love and you want all the pleasure he can give you.
“Since you are so honest… I won’t let you wait.” He pushes a finger inside you as he is talking and you gasp loudly in return. He moves it inside and out a couple of times before he adds the second one. “You are so fucking wet for me. You don’t even need stretching at all.”
You make an approving sound. You really would love to have his cock inside you right now but you know how talented he is with his hands. You can already feel the approaching orgasm and you desperately need it.
“I love it when you are so open like this.” He pushes his fingers a little bit harder than before. “Tell me…” He dramatically pauses for a second. “Do you want the third finger?”
“Yes!” Your answer is instant. “Please.”
“You wanna come already?” You nod eagerly. “Alright, darling.” He pushes the third finger inside, all three brushing that extra sensitive spot now, making you see stars. You don’t even notice how you lose control. He listens to your panting and moans and lets you beg for more knowing damn well all you need is him keeping up the same pace and he’s right. In a matter of seconds, you feel the pleasure explode inside you. It takes you in, makes you swim over the clouds, and then relief washes all over you. 
Bucky gradually slows down while letting you ride your orgasm until the last second. You take a couple of deep breaths and then look at his pretty face as he glances back at you with the warmest smile. Then your eyes drop down and you see he’s hard again. It doesn’t surprise you anymore like it used to. It’s one of the biggest benefits of the super soldier serum: having the best recovery time ever. His hardness waters your mouth again, but you know that it’s time for something else. You gotta do something about that wetness between your legs. Your mouth can wait.
Finally, you rise to your knees again and move on top of him. 
“My little doll wants more.” He places his hands around your body, moving them slowly as he talks. “What do you want darling? You wanna ride me?”
God, the way he speaks does things to you. Over the course of the flirting phase with him, you discovered that shameless part of yourself and you don’t care anymore. You don’t care if you are being too open. You don’t feel shy to accept that you want to ride him because you know he’s there to give it to you. Whatever you want.
“Yes.” You push his chest a little knowing them well you can’t do anything unless he lets you. And he always lets you. He falls on his back voluntarily. “Just enjoy the show.”
“Oh, I will.” He smirks and puts both of his hands behind his back, getting comfortable.
“No, no, no.” You reach for his hands and bring them to your breasts. “I want you to touch me.”
“Gladly.” He squeezes both of them before you move up a little. You open up a bit of space between you two, grabbing his cock and aligning it to your entrance, and with one swift movement he’s balls deep inside you.
“Fuck–ing hell.”
All you can do is moan as you feel so deliciously full and stretched even without moving at all. Your hands are on his chest, trying to support yourself while getting used to the feeling of him inside you. 
“Move, darling.” He sounds so impatient, so wrecked, so needy.
After a couple of breaths, you start to move slowly with your hands still on his chest, helping yourself keep the slow pace you are building. It feels so good, so fucking good to be on top. Not only do you feel full of him, but you are also fully in control. He’s a big strong man, much more stronger than any other and yet he just lays down and lets you do whatever you want to him. You wanna ride him? You can. You wanna torture him? You can. The power you have over him makes you feel invincible. 
His hands are all over you: massaging your nipples, caressing your tummy and grabbing your waist. When you start to move a little bit faster, his hands settle on your ass, trying to help you very subtly. It may be subtle for him but it makes a huge difference for you as he starts to hit the right spot inside you. You feel it and he definitely feels it because he makes sure to do it over and over again. Both of you are shaken because of the pleasure such a small change creates. Your moans get louder while he’s taking sharp breaths to hold himself back.
“I’m– I’m gonna–”
“I know, baby.” Your answer is quick because you can clearly see how the veins on his neck are extra visible and how his eyes are rolling back in pleasure. He doesn’t have to say it. You already know. “Me too.” 
That’s all the confirmation he needs as you gear up. When the first wave of your orgasm hits, he stops holding back. Instead, he starts to thrust back while you're still moving. 
“Fuc– Bucky!” The words slip out without intending. It feels so fucking good.
“Keep going! Keep going!” He instructs while thrusting inside you. In a matter of seconds, you are both moaning loudly.
“Oh, fuck!” He curses before he starts to spill inside you. He keeps going, just to prolong your orgasm, and what an orgasm it is! As you hold on to him, you feel breathless. He watches you as you get down from that high, tired but looking blissed out.
“You are so fucking pretty.” He closes the distance between you two and gives you a messy, sloppy kiss. “And you are mine. All mine.” 
“And are you?” You ask while still breathing heavily. “Are you mine?”
“All yours, darling. As long as you want me.”
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nanjokei · 11 months
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i think the spread of character ai usage (and ai art generation usage also) is definitely an issue with people wanting instant gratification which actual rp usually is just not sustainably built for unless you're doing chat rp, even then your friends aren't awake 24/7 waiting at beck and call to entertain you. it's not literally entitlement, but it 100% stems from entitlement to be entertained constantly and passively instead of actually going out and finding something to do.
god this sounds like such boomer shit but the creation of endless scrolling like on tiktok with specifically tailored algorithms has made people so PASSIVE. ai can never come close to human creators but if people, especially the younger generation, are getting too cozy with choosing it over seeking out other human beings (whether it be indirectly via consuming fanmade work or directly via actual collaborative stuff like online roleplay), then how different is it from the ai "winning"? i don't think any of the excuses are valid. it's a subpar product in every way. it's almost never im character, it breaks if you propose anything too left field, and it's ultimately empty wish fulfilment and i have no idea how anyone past the age of 16 AT BEST gets any gratification from it. is it just the spread of a lack of reading comprehension? OPEN THE SCHOOLS!!
i do think it's an issue of people not being comfortable with boredom, always needing instant gratification, not wanting to sit down and hone a craft, or give the people who hone a craft themselves the time of day because they can't crank out """content""" for you 24/7. in a way, i'm thinking right now, when i'm bored i just channel surf on tv even if i don't do it as much anymore. but most people don't have tv anymore (personally we pirate iptv so LOL). i don't blame it on that necessarily, but i think with the rise of streaming, you just sit there on a media library staring at a bunch of thumbnails and posters, having to make a decision on how to invest your time. in this case, i get why people are so passive. tiktok is easier, character ai is easier. because i never ended up watching anything whenever i opened netflix (when we had it years ago). one could argue that watching tv is passive, but there's still a choice. you check the tv guide or google it and you know a certain show is on tv a certain channel at a certain time so you keep that in mind. what do you do in the meanwhile? i remember when that was an actual routine for me. i'd be slacking and not doing my homework, so maybe i'd draw a bit, maybe i play on my ds for a while, maybe i go make myself a snack or bake some pastries if i have all day, maybe i continue a book or even surf the web a bit.
the instinct of "aight, im gonna do something else on my own while i wait" is kind of dying. yes i'm on my phone! the difference is my use case. these days i'm not on social media aside from here so i don't use it as much aside from talking to friends on messaging clients and playing games (rarely tho). i say this as someone who stares at the ceiling not doing anything for a good bit each day, but at least i feel like i still have retained some ability to sometimes go, ok time to learn about a new hobby! i don't have to even pick it up. just entertaining it is gratifying on its own. i'm not a writer, but sometimes i'll write a little bit for fun then go "yeah i get why i don't jive with this". lately, i've been interested in competitive pokemon (with not much interest before) because i've been replaying platinum. i research a bit, watch videos, i even got a little brave and tested some sample teams on showdown. it was a fun time killer! i might keep doing it. i might even do it later today. i started reading pokespe too to scratch the pokemon itch too. and it's not like i don't suffer from crazy hard executive dysfunction but hey, this is a product of my effort. lately i've been thinking i wanna pick a character in guilty gear and learn at least one combo! trying new things is fun!!!
i'm sure this post sounds self important, self impressed, self absorbed (c-c-c-combo breaker) and boomer ish as fuck but honestly i don't care anymore. if someone who struggles with simple tasks on the daily like me can find shit to do that isn't just instantly caving to endless scrolling and resorting to chatting up an AI then i'm sure most people can too. it is so much more gratifying actively seeking out fun than to be passive about it.
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(Different Anon) Damnit, I was going to screenshot them, but I just didn’t want to have that sort of thing in my Photos for even a second. Basically what happens is that Lily answered TWO asks from that Alabama Anon that were pretty descriptively about them being in an incestuous couple, but supposedly than “recovering” from it and being in a better place now with their wife. Lily was largely sympathetic to these asks and praised that Alabama Anon for being able to work on themselves and getting to a better place where their wife could forgive them for what they had done.
I can describe just how fucked up it is that Lily openly says these things, deletes them, and than every single one of her rabid stans act like they have no idea why LO has been accused of molesting her sister in her sleep.
if something like this happens again, anon, i recommend either sending yourself the screenshot in discord or whatever instant messaging app you use or posting it as a draft on some blogging platform. and only after that, do you delete it from your phone, so the register is still out there. LO is very prone to deleting anything, that's why archives are our friends here. having said that... let me get this straight. an "anon" wrote LO about being in a incestuous relationship with their brother, but now it's all better because they're "recovering" from it and having a better relationship with their wife... to whom i assume they were cheating on with their brother in the first place. if that is what LO said, then the sudden attempts to praise MO and defend her makes too much sense now. that was her trying to convince herself our others that she was "better now" that she got over her incestuous attraction to Courtney. the wife she's currently using to roleplay her incestuous fantasy, i mean her "extremely intimate" fantasy with someone that is her own sister in the narrative. so you tell me if she really "got better" or if she's just using MO for more coping. do you see what i mean that by the end of the day the worst enemy of LO is herself? nobody who knows all of this would think for a second that LO is innocent. and all of this is stuff that LO is doing out in the public, for everyone to see. nobody had to do anything for her to keep telling on herself like this.
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Rules~
You must be 18+ to interact with Adam or any of my muses for that matter. Hazbin Hotel is not intended for children and I am over the age of 18. I do not feel comfortable writing with minors. I check every blog that interacts with me.
Adding on to the previous rule, please make sure your age or age range is visible to mobile users. I do not have a desktop, I access Tumblr from my phone, so if I can't see your age, I'm going to assume you're a minor and block you on sight. If you'd like to message me privately to let me know you're 18+, that's fine too but please make it known that you are not a minor bc I will block you and if I find out you lied to me about your age, I will definitely block you.
Do not harass me about responding. I can understand being excited for a thread but I have a life outside of roleplay, as I'm sure most of us do. I also have depression and ADHD, inspiration is a fickle thing for me and I tend to drop threads without warning because I meant to respond and forgot or I just can't formulate a response. If it's been at least a week, feel free to poke me and we can talk about it.
Do not, and I mean do not, reblog my threads or anything else that doesn't concern you. This is the absolute quickest way to piss me off and get you booted from my blog. If it's a discussion post, obviously that's meant to be replied to and reblogged but if it's a thread or something that is personal to MY portrayal, don't steal it. You can reblog my Headcanons if we're mutuals but if we've never interacted, don't reblog my shit.
Adam is a misogynistic piece of shit and he's going to act like one. I don't condone anything he says or does, obviously he's a prick. Don't come at me if he says something out of pocket to your muse. However, if it's too much and it bothers you, let me know if I need to tone it down a little bit. I won't completely erase his personality but if he gets carried away, let me know.
That being said, I am not Adam. We are definitely not the same person. Do not treat me like him. Muse ≠ Mun
I am open to shipping! I have no idea what Adam's sexuality could be and I can't imagine anyone wanting to be shipped with him but if you want to date a gigachad, go for it
If you're planning on writing with me, please, please, please, please, please with sugar on top, for the love of all things unholy, give me something to work with. Plot with me! Especially if you have an OC.
I love OCs but as I previously mentioned, you are required to plot with me if you're going to throw your OC at Adam. I prefer plotting in general, especially since Adam is a character we don't really know much about and obviously if he doesn't canonically know your character, I don't either. Please plot with me, I promise I don't bite. Adam might though 😏
Think carefully when you send me things. If there's a specific context for the meme or starter you sent me, tell me. If I can't work with what you gave me, I'm going to ignore it or ask you ONCE to fix it. If you still continue to send me things I can't work with, I won't interact with you anymore.
If I block you, don't go to my other blogs and ask me why. If I block you on one blog, that obviously means leave me alone. DNI.
Non-RP blogs are not welcome here. If you're an anchor for a RP blog or blogs, that's fine, but if your blog isn't affiliated with the RPC in any way, do not follow me because I will block you. And RP hubs, make sure you make it known that you're attached to an RP blog because I might block you by accident 😅
I cannot STAND first person, script style or chat style RPs. Nothing against the people who enjoy writing them, I just can't do it. It's a personal pet peeve of mine, so please, if you're going to only write in that style, move along.
Do. Not. Godmod. This is my blog and my muse and I am more than capable of writing him. I have been in the RPC since I was 8 years old, I have 15 years of writing under my belt, I think I can handle it. If you think you can do a better job of writing my muse, make your own blog, but do not try to take my character from me.
When I post an open starter, I'm looking for interaction with that muse. I don't post them just because. Every time I post a starter, it gets likes but very rarely do I actually get interaction. That annoys the hell out of me. If I post a starter, it meant to be replied to. I don't care if y'all like it, but please, for the love of God, if you like it, reply to it! That's what it's there for!
Feel free to chat with me OOC, I promise I'm not mean. I'm just tired of not having my rules followed :p
That being said, follow my rules and we'll get along fine. Disrespect me and I'll block you. Plain and simple.
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yuluu0 · 10 months
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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ Welcome, child. Let yourself get lost in the land of fantasy.. ᮫࣭﹆
⌁ Blog Information ◞
Hello , Hello, and welcome to my blog!!
I am somewhat new to tumblur, for I haven't had a blog before, so bear with me on this one!! Now then, let's get to the main point!
I am a lit. - adv. lit writer, I have an Instagram account where I post my ocs and roleplay! Naturally, I also do roleplays with fandoms that I am well met with!
So I decided to come out here and try to begin writing headcanons and stories here . Everything has a beginning! The fandoms I write for are Demon slayer, Hellsing Ultimate, Black butler, Toilet-bound, Trigun (Vash mostly) , The case of Vanitas (mostly for Vanitas), Moriarty the patriot, Bungo stray dogs, Hazbin Hotel (Alastor mostly), Genshin impact . Currently, I am fixated on demon slayer , so headcanoning is always open! (Finshing season 3)
I am not that well met with the other animes that I have watched, but I am open to discussing as long as I know the anime!
˙ 𖥦  ⪧ ◟About the writer ˒ ˶
My pen name is Luna/Mona, but feel free to call me whatever you like! I go by she/they pronouns. Currently, I am 17 and I'm a Taurus . English is a second language, I know a bit of Russian, too /from school/ and currently learning German! (I don't feel comfortable saying where I'm from, so please refrain from asking!)
I am mostly on my phone and I'm an average anime enjoyer. I like Kdramas and Jdramas and I lisent to almost everything besides Rock and metal and all of the such! Mostly fixated on jpop and Kpop and songs from the 80s!
˖ ࣪ ‹ Rules 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡
I am strict about my rules , so please kindly follow them !
1. Please don't spam me with messages/requests! I will get to everyone whenever I have the time
2. Sometimes I might have a writers block/be busy, please respect that, we all have our days!
3. I am up on taking rolepay requests, however I rolepay on 3rd person , lit- adv. lit. I will not write in 1st or 2nd person!! And if we do rolepay, at least 20 lines please, so I have something to work with!
4. I am willing to write smut but please refrain from asking only for it!!
5. I will not tolerate harassment and of the sort type of behavior. This is a safe space for all so if you have a problem, simply don't interact.
6. If you have triggers, Please tell me!! Both in requests and rolepay, I don't wish to make anyone uncomfortable!!
7. I am open to lisent if you have anything you'd like to share. I'm not good with words but I'll try!
8. Lastly, have fun! I hope i can meet lots of people here ! :DD
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toastys-muses · 1 year
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Admin:
Hello there! Welcome to my blog lmao- this is my very first roleplay blog, ever, and it’s my main oc to top it all off so I’m very excited but also very nervous cause idk what I’m doing-
I have had accounts before, so I’m not entirely new to the whole tumblr things. But I’m still learning unfortunately.
Admin is 17+, goes by Quinn, Nova, Quill, Scratch, Devil, or Toasty and prefers They/He/She/Xe pronouns.
I’m a genderfluid, Demi aroace, omnisexual. And I’m single as hell.
I’m neurodivergent, and get really excited easily, so I apologize for that if I start rambling about random topics if we talk in pms, get distracted, or messed up in grammar.
I don’t know A TON about specific fandoms, but I know more than an average fan or joe. But I apologize if I get some stuff wrong.
I have two twin kittens, a blue pit, and two geckos. They’re my babies. I also have an older brother and an older half sister.
My birthday is April 18th. My star sign is an Aries, my sun sign is a Leo, and my rising is a Sagittarius. Even tho I don’t care about all that stuff lol.
I’m applying to multiple culinary colleges and I hope to one day open my own restaurant.
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Rules!:
Blog is open roleplay for everyone, unless stated otherwise in post!
I’m completely non-selective, and consider myself really friendly. So shoot me a message! I’d love to meet some new people and make new friends.
I do have a life outside of the phone however, and tend to get distracted easily, so I’m sorry if it appears as if I am ignoring you.
I am literate roleplay and prefer 5+ Sentances and long-term plotting! I can always help you come up with a plot!
Any racism, homophobia, pedophilia, transphobia, zoophilia, or anything related will earn an instant block!
Please don’t steal my art or my oc. All my art is original, unless specified, and the oc belongs to the admin/Toastynova_ on Instagram.
Please don’t control my character. :,) That’s it. Don’t control my muses for me-
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I have a right to say no to a roleplay. It’s a hobby, not a job. I work part time, but if I do forget on accident feel free to send a little nudge or message to remind me. <3
Don’t force your headcanons into a roleplay unless you talk it out with me first. I won’t get the hint-
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Shipping Rules
No nsfw! Suggestive themes and topics are fine. No 18+ stuff!
Muse ≠ Mun. I shouldn’t have to say that. What my muses says, feels, and says doesn’t correlate to how Quinn feels or acts towards others or you.
I am a multiship account, so I don’t have a “main/Favorite ship”. I love them all equally as well as I love all my roleplay partners the same.
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yuichiroswife · 2 years
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1. When are you usually online?
Due to the fact I pretty much have nothing else to do because of reasons I’d rather not specify to everyone here on this hellsite, I’m basically here 24/7. You can always reach me via IMs (granted that my phone doesn’t make the little message noise like it’s supposed to so sometimes I don’t know you messaged me) or throw me asks and starters whenever you’d like (that also takes some time for me to get to though because I only answer that stuff on my laptop). You can also reach me via Discord 24/7 since I always have that open on my phone and laptop (when my laptop isn’t off anyway) so if you want that, just shoot me a message via IMs.
2. What verses are you involved in?
Truthfully, Mika has a pretty decent amount of verses that I’ve tossed him into, though most of them don’t belong to any series because they’re just mainly used in a more modern setting. Due to the fact that people stopped being interested in my Mika though, I ended up pretty much removing Mika’s verses from his blog completely. The only verse that I use now is his OnS verse and I used to use his Resident Evil 2 verse with Ino pretty often (though it was just him taking Sherry’s place and Crosseyra taking Claire’s). Oh, I also use Mika’s Assassination Classroom verse with my platonic girlfriend, Vira.
3. What is your biggest RP pet peeve?
Um... probably just the basic stuff for roleplaying that everyone else gets irritated with? Godmoding, force-shipping, not reading rules, and metagaming I guess? Though if I’m completely honest, I could care less about what someone else’s muse knows about my muse because it’s not like it’d bother them in the first place, lmfao. Most of my muses are pretty nonchalant about everything, especially Dickson, so if your muse somehow knows he’s a monster or something and try to use it as a way to get one over on him, he’d literally just laugh about it and be like “yeah, I’m totally not human. Pretty cool that you noticed.” It’s the same with if you try to godmod against my muses, if I don’t like what you’re doing, I’ll just do it back. XD I promise you I can be ten times more annoying (especially since my sister says I’m annoying 24/7). :D
I guess what irritates me more though is when your freaking partner doesn’t barely add shit into the roleplay so it’s just a basic response and you don’t know what to do with it. Like... it’s just three lines of absolute horse shit that you can’t even pick up and throw even if you wanted to! Nothing interesting is happening and the actions preformed are literally just being repetitive. God... I hate the repetitive actions. I can’t do anything if all your muse does is blush and giggle. Please, if you value me as a partner or even just value my sanity, DON’T FREAKING DO IT.
Also, please, and I do mean PLEASE, do not expect my muses to fall in love with yours ESPECIALLY if they’re: 1) already married or in a relationship, 2) are single-ship muses, 3) aren’t interested in relationships, or 4) are like Dickson where they literally HAVE NO EMOTIONS TO BEGIN WITH. Everything he does is ACTED. Learned through observing others and copying them. His feelings, unless worked on by himself or someone else (and I mean worked on for a very long time), are not genuine. He does not love you, he is using you unless he actively states otherwise, and I don’t mean when muses who are in love do the usual “oh, I love you so much.” I mean him quite literally obsessing over your muse to the point he’s willing to murder anyone who even breathes in your muse’s general direction. I rambled a bit there... but the point is, don’t think my muses will instantly love yours just because yours confess to mine. Most of my muses would probably just call your muse an idiot or laugh at them. One more thing, I promise. Do not assume that just because your muse is some big and scary bad person (or whatever) that my muse will fear yours (unless they’re possibly human or some weaker being, but even then most of my human muses don’t care) because they won’t. People like Philis, Rain, Mikaela (sometimes it depends on his mood though), and Ember will not be afraid of you, if anything, they’ll likely just think you’re crazy. People like Dickson, Tina, Giovanni, and Hazen (in the future only) will not be afraid of you either, instead they’ll laugh and ask if you’re looking for a partner to aid you in whatever terrible path you’re going down. Also, do not assume that my muses will not outright kill yours if you piss them off to a certain degree because they will, especially since most of my muses aren’t against killing random people (either because they aren’t stable or come from a world that is filled with war). Even if you interact with my kinder muses, they still have a line you can cross and they will try to still kill your muse if need be.
4. Are you drawn to specific types of muses?
I’m pretty sure everyone has noticed, but I have an unhealthy obsession infatuation with darker muses, such as ones who are unstable or unhinged. *coughs* Like Envy as the biggest example. *coughs* I also am really drawn to male muses that are either super pretty or super masculine (I don’t know any other word to describe what I mean, please forgive me) or ones that are very fatherly (probably because they remind me of my own dad). Bonus if they’re super masculine and fatherly because it melts my heart. ; w; Appearance-wise though, I’m drawn to male muses with black hair and blue eyes (*gestures at Dickson*) while I’m drawn to female muses with bizarre colored hair (meaning outside of the usual blonde, black, red, brown) and bizarre colored eyes (outside of green, blue, and brown). But I’m also super fond of male muses with black hair and bizarre eye colors too because sometimes it can look super pretty.
This is totally uncalled for, but my biggest draw in to a muse is if they look a lot like or remind me a lot of Chris Redfield from Resident Evil because that man has my WHOLE heart. And I don’t mean that shitty excuse of a “Chris Redfield” from Resident Evil 7 either. I’m talking about Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5, Resident Evil 6, and Resident Evil 8 (where he now has a dad bod), though I also love all previous Chris Redfields too. <3
5. Are there reoccurring themes in your writing that people might not notice?
Um... aside from the fact that I tend to ramble a lot? I don’t think so? I personally don’t think my writing is all that great so I don’t think I can really answer a question like this? I’m also not really sure what a reoccurring theme could be in my writing. Sorry! ; ;
6. What are your favorite RP trends?
Dunno really? I don’t really know any roleplay trends aside from the Google Docs and carrd thing. I attempted to do Google Docs, but I got frustrated because I couldn’t figure it out so I gave up. I didn’t even attempt with carrd because you gotta pay for that and I’m always broke so... haha. I only recently learned how to do mediocre graphics and add extra muse themes onto my blogs. I’m a pretty bland person honestly.
7. What is your process for starting a new story with someone?
I usually try to just toss them a very small random starter that isn’t really affiliated with anything in case they wanna use a specific verse with it. I try not to actively talk to the person I’m trying to start a thread with because of my anxiety being so bad to the point (mainly from all the years of being bullied and being ignored when I attempt to talk to people) that I just assume everyone doesn’t actually want to listen to me talk to them. I remember when Envyness teased me about something and I almost cried because I thought they were mad at me. The only reason I didn’t was because they actively said they were teasing and I instantly felt better afterwards. I’m pretty pathetic, haha.
8. How do you feel about duplicates?
I don’t mind duplicates of my canon muses (though I’m pretty sure I have more OCs than canons). I think duplicates are pretty cool to be honest, especially when they like to do the whole “twin” situation with me. XD I had two friends that roleplayed Mika do that with me and it was hella cute.
Though since OCs are supposed to be one of a kind, if I find someone stealing my fucking character that I put YEARS of work into, I’m ripping their arm off and beating them into submission with it.
9. How long have you been involved in roleplaying?
Um... I think I first started when I was like... thirteen or twelve? I just recently turned twenty-four so... twelve years or maybe closer to thirteen? Hard to fully remember since I started roleplaying via Skype and I’ve had Skype since I was in fifth or sixth grade. Yes, just imagine a baby Speka typing up a storm for roleplay with friends. Probably not as cute as most think since I was a gremlin according to my older brother.
10. Is there a muse or verse you could write in, but haven’t?
I dunno to be honest? Given the fact that I have a pretty large multimuse, I can pretty much just add whoever I want to it and start writing for them. Though, I guess if I had to pick someone, I’d probably like to write... Zhongli from Genshin Impact or maybe Jill Valentine from Resident Evil?
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chronosbled · 2 years
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1. When are you usually online?
Due to the fact I pretty much have nothing else to do because of reasons I’d rather not specify to everyone here on this hellsite, I’m basically here 24/7. You can always reach me via IMs (granted that my phone doesn’t make the little message noise like it’s supposed to so sometimes I don’t know you messaged me) or throw me asks and starters whenever you’d like (that also takes some time for me to get to though because I only answer that stuff on my laptop). You can also reach me via Discord 24/7 since I always have that open on my phone and laptop (when my laptop isn’t off anyway) so if you want that, just shoot me a message via IMs.
2. What verses are you involved in?
God, due to this being a multimuse, I’m involved in so many different verses/fandoms. Though the ones that I’m mostly invested in are my Resident Evil verses, my Yu-Gi-Oh verses (which I never get to use sadly because people don’t give a shit about the series anymore it seems), some of my own verses from my novels (which I won’t go into detail about), and probably my Fire Emblem verses?
3. What is your biggest RP pet peeve?
Um... probably just the basic stuff for roleplaying that everyone else gets irritated with? Godmoding, force-shipping, not reading rules, and metagaming I guess? Though if I’m completely honest, I could care less about what someone else’s muse knows about my muse because it’s not like it’d bother them in the first place, lmfao. Most of my muses are pretty nonchalant about everything, especially Dickson, so if your muse somehow knows he’s a monster or something and try to use it as a way to get one over on him, he’d literally just laugh about it and be like “yeah, I’m totally not human. Pretty cool that you noticed.” It’s the same with if you try to godmod against my muses, if I don’t like what you’re doing, I’ll just do it back. XD I promise you I can be ten times more annoying (especially since my sister says I’m annoying 24/7). :D
I guess what irritates me more though is when your freaking partner doesn’t barely add shit into the roleplay so it’s just a basic response and you don’t know what to do with it. Like... it’s just three lines of absolute horse shit that you can’t even pick up and throw even if you wanted to! Nothing interesting is happening and the actions preformed are literally just being repetitive. God... I hate the repetitive actions. I can’t do anything if all your muse does is blush and giggle. Please, if you value me as a partner or even just value my sanity, DON’T FREAKING DO IT.
Also, please, and I do mean PLEASE, do not expect my muses to fall in love with yours ESPECIALLY if they’re: 1) already married or in a relationship, 2) are single-ship muses, 3) aren’t interested in relationships, or 4) are like Dickson where they literally HAVE NO EMOTIONS TO BEGIN WITH. Everything he does is ACTED. Learned through observing others and copying them. His feelings, unless worked on by himself or someone else (and I mean worked on for a very long time), are not genuine. He does not love you, he is using you unless he actively states otherwise, and I don’t mean when muses who are in love do the usual “oh, I love you so much.” I mean him quite literally obsessing over your muse to the point he’s willing to murder anyone who even breathes in your muse’s general direction. I rambled a bit there... but the point is, don’t think my muses will instantly love yours just because yours confess to mine. Most of my muses would probably just call your muse an idiot or laugh at them. One more thing, I promise. Do not assume that just because your muse is some big and scary bad person (or whatever) that my muse will fear yours (unless they’re possibly human or some weaker being, but even then most of my human muses don’t care) because they won’t. People like Philis, Rain, Mikaela (sometimes it depends on his mood though), and Ember will not be afraid of you, if anything, they’ll likely just think you’re crazy. People like Dickson, Tina, Giovanni, and Hazen (in the future only) will not be afraid of you either, instead they’ll laugh and ask if you’re looking for a partner to aid you in whatever terrible path you’re going down. Also, do not assume that my muses will not outright kill yours if you piss them off to a certain degree because they will, especially since most of my muses aren’t against killing random people (either because they aren’t stable or come from a world that is filled with war). Even if you interact with my kinder muses, they still have a line you can cross and they will try to still kill your muse if need be.
4. Are you drawn to specific types of muses?
I’m pretty sure everyone has noticed, but I have an unhealthy obsession infatuation with darker muses, such as ones who are unstable or unhinged. *coughs* Like Envy as the biggest example. *coughs* I also am really drawn to male muses that are either super pretty or super masculine (I don’t know any other word to describe what I mean, please forgive me) or ones that are very fatherly (probably because they remind me of my own dad). Bonus if they’re super masculine and fatherly because it melts my heart. ; w; Appearance-wise though, I’m drawn to male muses with black hair and blue eyes (*gestures at Dickson*) while I’m drawn to female muses with bizarre colored hair (meaning outside of the usual blonde, black, red, brown) and bizarre colored eyes (outside of green, blue, and brown). But I’m also super fond of male muses with black hair and bizarre eye colors too because sometimes it can look super pretty. This is totally uncalled for, but my biggest draw in to a muse is if they look a lot like or remind me a lot of Chris Redfield from Resident Evil because that man has my WHOLE heart. And I don’t mean that shitty excuse of a “Chris Redfield” from Resident Evil 7 either. I’m talking about Chris Redfield from Resident Evil 5, Resident Evil 6, and Resident Evil 8 (where he now has a dad bod), though I also love all previous Chris Redfields too. <3
5. Are there reoccurring themes in your writing that people might not notice?
Um... aside from the fact that I tend to ramble a lot? I don’t think so? I personally don’t think my writing is all that great so I don’t think I can really answer a question like this? I’m also not really sure what a reoccurring theme could be in my writing. Sorry! ; ;
6. What are your favorite RP trends?
Dunno really? I don’t really know any roleplay trends aside from the Google Docs and carrd thing. I attempted to do Google Docs, but I got frustrated because I couldn’t figure it out so I gave up. I didn’t even attempt with carrd because you gotta pay for that and I’m always broke so... haha. I only recently learned how to do mediocre graphics and add extra muse themes onto my blogs. I’m a pretty bland person honestly.
7. What is your process for starting a new story with someone?
I usually try to just toss them a very small random starter that isn’t really affiliated with anything in case they wanna use a specific verse with it. I try not to actively talk to the person I’m trying to start a thread with because of my anxiety being so bad to the point (mainly from all the years of being bullied and being ignored when I attempt to talk to people) that I just assume everyone doesn’t actually want to listen to me talk to them. I remember when Envyness teased me about something and I almost cried because I thought they were mad at me. The only reason I didn’t was because they actively said they were teasing and I instantly felt better afterwards. I’m pretty pathetic, haha.
8. How do you feel about duplicates?
I don’t mind duplicates of my canon muses (though I’m pretty sure I have more OCs than canons). I think duplicates are pretty cool to be honest, especially when they like to do the whole “twin” situation with me. XD I had two friends that roleplayed Mika do that with me and it was hella cute. Though since OCs are supposed to be one of a kind, if I find someone stealing my fucking character that I put YEARS of work into, I’m ripping their arm off and beating them into submission with it.
9. How long have you been involved in roleplaying?
Um... I think I first started when I was like... thirteen or twelve? I just recently turned twenty-four so... twelve years or maybe closer to thirteen? Hard to fully remember since I started roleplaying via Skype and I’ve had Skype since I was in fifth or sixth grade. Yes, just imagine a baby Speka typing up a storm for roleplay with friends. Probably not as cute as most think since I was a gremlin according to my older brother.
10. Is there a muse or verse you could write in, but haven’t?
Um... given how I’m a pretty huge multimuse, there are way too many muses that I want to/could write for but haven’t because there aren’t people who are interested in said muses. It’s the same with verses honestly. There’s a lot of them that I want to/can write for but haven’t because of the same reasons I’ve listed above, especially since I’m always somehow into series that are basically dead. Like Magi.
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Tagging: @crxstallium​​, @anomieheld​​, and anyone else who wants to do this because my brain is blanking right now.
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This blog is for myself to search for fandom roleplays when I'm in the mood for it! My pinned post will have the general rules and info on how I write. Check under the cut for the details!
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[About Me]
Hello! 20+ she/her here, often looking for roleplay. I have about a decade or so worth of experience when roleplaying, but have been writing far longer than that. I write for MxF and MxM pairings only and usually only do fandoms! I have less experience in writing dom/top characters for nsfw scenes, but! I'm willing to give it a try in terms of double ups (though if you're just wanting to play a male canon to my female oc or my female canon, that's also fine!).
CC x CC or CC x OC, either of those are fine by me depending on the fandom. Dark and triggering topics are my bread and butter but I don't mind softer, fluffier plots too! Just depends on what I'm in the mood for. I tend to write 2-3 phone paragraphs but can easily go overboard and write more (seriously, I've gone over the character limit in Discord more times than I can count lol). Third person is my preferred pov, and I always use "quotations" for when a character speaks. If a character texts, I'll either italicize the text, use 'these', or I might just write the name of the character and make it look like they're texting with time stamps and everything. But that's only if a scene comes up that needs it.
If you need a writing sample to see if we're compatible, I'll gladly give one!
Oh, I'm also ghost friendly! Although I'd prefer a headsup, it's not necessary since I know life gets busy and it's awkward telling people you don't want to roleplay anymore. I'm guilty of this same thing but I'm trying to break the habit. :')
[Please do not interact with this blog if]:
. You are under 18+
I'm 20+ and prefer to write with others who are close to my age range or just an adult, as a lot of my roleplays include smut/nsfw. I don't usually write platonic or sfw roleplays.
. You only write as a sub/bottom character
Self explanatory. I'm a sub myself, and prefer that role, but I'm willing to write switches! Especially since I'm looking to get better at writing lately. Again, I suck at writing tops/doms, but I'll try my best if you're willing to bear with me, lol.
. You write one liners or single paragraphs
Non-negotiable. The most I'll accept is two paragraphs. Would prefer more, but please don't force yourself to write beyond two if the scene doesn't need it! I just feel like you can't work with anything if given a one liner or a single paragraph.
. You only want smut/nsfw roleplay
I always want 50/50 plot to smut. No exceptions.
. You pester for replies
Please understand that replies take time! I want to put effort into my posts. After a week, if I don't respond, please feel free to poke! I do tend to take breaks without saying anything. Another habit I'm trying to break.
. You want a group roleplay and not 1x1
Please don't ask for this. Group roleplays make me uncomfortable. I'm okay with doing more than one roleplay with just a single partner (and I ask you be the same) but I absolutely cannot do groups with more than one person involved.
. You don't want to talk ooc (out of character)
I adore talking ooc! I like to have separate pms/channels simply to talk ooc with my partner. I love gushing about our characters, sharing doodles, memes, all that good stuff! It keeps me engaged with the roleplay itself. Granted, I'm not looking for constant conversation, so don't feel pressured to respond ooc daily! Just when you can.
. You control my characters
Just don't. Please? It's not fun if I can't write what my own characters are doing.
. You like posts without messaging
Sometimes I'll forget to look at likes, so just pm me directly when I post an ad! But be specific about which ad it is you found and what one you want to do.
. You write in pms with "wanna rp" or message in character
I can tell when someone won't put in effort in their responses when they message me with that, and those messages will be ignored. Please message ooc and have more to say than just asking to roleplay.
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I think that's everything? If I think of anything else to add, I'll update this post. Feel free to ask questions if you have them. For now, this is the general of what to expect! This is here to keep my request posts as short as possible, easier on the eyes to look at. Send a star emoji to let me know you've read through everything if you find an ad of mine you're interested in! (It can be a copy/paste star too).
[Platforms I'm willing to write on]
. Discord (preferred; I will make a private server for us)
. Tumblr DMs
. E-mail
Thank you for reading and taking an interest. Hope to write with some of you soon whenever I put an ad up! 💕
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healingsorceress · 25 days
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Rules
Welcome to my humble blog starring Dr. Ieiri Shoko!
I am Angel, your favourite ray of chaos and sunshine (She/her). I am 21+ and a busy individual but I pop on this blog throughout the year as I get time or muse resurfaces. This is a SIDE BLOG! You would receive follows from HibiscusxQueen (A Portgas D Rouge from One Piece blog)
I am open to crossovers and I'm in these fandoms: One Piece, JJK, My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Spy x Family and Buddy Daddies. But if you have a muse from a different fandom, let me know and we can see if we can come to a compromise.
See rules below!
This blog is created for fun as such it should be fun for both parties to enjoy themselves
RP is a hobby and as such neither parties should feel obligated to answer quickly and it’s understandable if it takes a while or you lose the thread because MUN (you or me) is human and has a life outside of Tumblr.
Mun and Muse are not selective of who we roleplay with but we have every right to turn down an RP or drop thread and the same will be respected if it’s done by the other party.
MUN and Muse welcome canon characters, original characters and crossover blogs here as long as you follow the rules or don’t make MUN feel uncomfortable.
MUN is 21+ and busy with work and getting her doctorate. Activity levels will vary throughout the year.
Carrying on, MUN uses the app on her phone 99% of the time so I can’t cut the thread all the time. I will trim the thread once I am on my laptop.
MUN and Muse are not picking to lengths of writing: one liners/ single paragraphs, multiple paragraphs or even novella. While I do not expect you to match my length, it isn't fun if I am writing three paragraphs and receive a one line response.
Dark Themes will be written. MUN and Muse have no problem writing dark themes and they will be tagged as such.
This brings my next point: if you wish to write dark themes with me you need to rate the dark level out of 10. (I’m not joking. You seriously need to give me a scale of how dark you want it or if there’s anything you wish to avoid)
If you have any triggers please tell me. I don’t have any myself but I need to know.
Shipping with chemistry! I am highly selective when it comes to shipping.
Selective NSFW. I’m not writing it with everyone and there are times when MUN or Muse (or both) aren’t up to doing it for a while.
Each RP is in its own universe so other threads will not influence the current thread.
MUN and Muse do not mind writing multiple threads at the same time with the same MUN or the same Muse.
MUN and Muse accept anonymous asks and even anon magic. MUN and Muse however, have every right to turn down a magic anon (which isn’t likely but you never know)
If you wish to RP with us then you can do one of the following:
Send an ask/ starter/ meme
Submit a starter
Private message me and we can plot
Ask me to write a starter
18. No Hate. No drama. No bullshit. End of story. If you try I will block and report you.
19. No Godmodding or metagaming. You will be warned thrice then thread will be dropped.
20. Crossovers are welcome. Just message me so we can see how we can navigate this.
21. This blog is a hate free zone and a safe space for everyone but paedophiles. If you make any degradatory comment about a person’s race, religion, culture, sexuality, gender identity, nationality, disability or mental health, then I will block and report you.
22. Most of all just have fun!
If you have any questions feel free to Ask!
Have a great day!
Cheers!
~ Angel
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hibiscusxqueen · 4 months
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Rules
Welcome to my humble blog starring Pirate King Rouge and her first mate Shakky!
I am Angel, your favourite ray of chaos and sunshine (She/her). I am 21+ and a busy individual but I pop on this blog throughout the year as I get time or muse resurfaces.
I am open to crossovers and I'm in these fandoms: One Piece, JJK, My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, Spy x Family and Buddy Daddies. But if you have a muse from a different fandom, let me know and we can see if we can come to a compromise.
See rules below!
This blog is created for fun as such it should be fun for both parties to enjoy themselves
RP is a hobby and as such neither parties should feel obligated to answer quickly and it’s understandable if it takes a while or you lose the thread because MUN (you or me) is human and has a life outside of Tumblr.
Mun and Muse are not selective of who we roleplay with but we have every right to turn down an RP or drop thread and the same will be respected if it’s done by the other party.
MUN and Muse welcome canon characters, original characters and crossover blogs here as long as you follow the rules or don’t make MUN feel uncomfortable.
MUN is 21+ and busy with work and getting her doctorate. Activity levels will vary throughout the year.
Carrying on, MUN uses the app on her phone 99% of the time so I can’t cut the thread all the time. I will trim the thread once I am on my laptop.
MUN and Muse are not picking to lengths of writing: one liners/ single paragraphs, multiple paragraphs or even novella. While I do not expect you to match my length, it isn't fun if I am writing three paragraphs and receive a one line response.
Dark Themes will be written. MUN and Muse have no problem writing dark themes and they will be tagged as such.
This brings my next point: if you wish to write dark themes with me you need to rate the dark level out of 10. (I’m not joking. You seriously need to give me a scale of how dark you want it or if there’s anything you wish to avoid)
If you have any triggers please tell me. I don’t have any myself but I need to know.
Selective NSFW. I’m not writing it with everyone and there are times when MUN or Muse (or both) aren’t up to doing it for a while.
My main ship for Rouge is with Roger. I am obsessed and if you follow my headcanon blog you have seen it. Shipping is strictly based on chemistry. I warn you that even with Pirate King Rouge you will see mentions of her past relationship with Roger. (Rouge is canonically his wife)
The only characters I will not romantically ship Rouge with are Ace, Sabo and Luffy which makes sense. They’re her sons. Or any minors. End of story. Just putting it out there.
Each RP is in its own universe so other threads will not influence the current thread.
MUN and Muse do not mind writing multiple threads at the same time with the same MUN or the same Muse.
MUN and Muse accept anonymous asks and even anon magic. MUN and Muse however, have every right to turn down a magic anon (which isn’t likely but you never know)
If you wish to RP with us then you can do one of the following:
Send an ask/ starter/ meme
Submit a starter
Private message me and we can plot
Ask me to write a starter
18. No Hate. No drama. No bullshit. End of story. If you try I will block and report you.
19. No Godmodding or metagaming. You will be warned thrice then thread will be dropped.
20. Crossovers are welcome. Just message me so we can see how we can navigate this.
21. This blog is a hate free zone and a safe space for everyone but paedophiles. If you make any degradatory comment about a person’s race, religion, culture, sexuality, gender identity, nationality, disability or mental health, then I will block and report you.
22. Most of all just have fun!
If you have any questions feel free to Ask!
Have a great day!
Cheers!
~ Angel
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lewdiebootyy · 1 year
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April 24th, 2023.
haii! i come from Reddit, im new here, i just joined yesterday! you may call me Yanti, and my pronouns are she/he :)). i am an nsfw writer with my focus mainly on story, and our build up to the steamy stuff which i equally love. i can roleplay here, or on Discord preferably. im fully/advanced literate and detailed, im unsure how many characters i (can) write, but i can write a large paragraph or split one up multiple ones. ill leave here a roleplay response of mine.
it was a rainy day, the winds blowing at high speeds and making it difficult to travel on foot out here. who would be out here anyways? especially on foot? Kayina. Kayina was out here, on her way to where her stepbrother lived. she knew he hated her, but she had no choice. but why did she choose to go to him instead of back to mom and dad? don’t ask her, she wouldn’t be able to provide you an answer. she had lost her job, and two months behind in rent that soon became three led her to getting evicted. of course it had to be on a bad weather day. she had been kicked out from what was once her own premises and now had to find somewhere to stay, the first person coming to mind being Yasu. the landlord had notified her that she was able to come back and get her stuff when they gave her the okay, promised everything would still be there the way it was. Kayina decided to take this time to see if she could convince Yasu to let her room with him. she really hoped he would, because the circumstances she was in now, she was bound to go downhill even worse very, very soon. the young girl had on but a hoodie that was soaking wet now, her hood up and having all her hair tucked away under it, a few strands hanging out in front of her face. she had her arms wrapped around her, her fingers were numb, so were her toes as she shivered and forced herself against and through the wind. she had her phone, she even tried contacting Yasu but she had absolutely no service whatsoever. it was bad out here, and she was hoping she wouldn’t get swept away at any given moment. all she could think about no was the times she took being warm and under a roof for granted, like when you had a cold with blocked sinuses and reminisced back on the times you could breathe normally. eventually Kayina had made it, stepping in front of his house and double checking the address. she smiled and let out a chuckle. “hah…finally! y-yes..!” she uttered, shaken by the cold. rain and wind didn’t make a pretty mix and she absolutely hated it. she walked up the sidewalk, approaching Yasu’s home and heading up the steps onto the covered porch. finally the rain had stopped pouring on her, but the wind kept pushing so she remained cold. she sighed shakily, reaching her right hand out and ringing his doorbell once. she was rather patient waiting for him to answer when she had all rights to be banging his door down right now, begging to be let in. on top of all of this, it had been 6 years since she has had absolutely any contact with Yasu. she hadn’t even sent a message, received a message, a call, or a letter! this was going to be extremely awkward, what choice did she have though? she did have a possible other and better choice, but Kayina’s heart told her to choose Yasu, and so she did…your heart was the most important thing to follow.
i can write way more than this, it really just depends on the roleplay, the scene, and what im given to work with. so i ask that my partner is fully or advanced lit as well, and gives pretty large responses. im into all sorts of roleplay; drama, angst, fantasy, and medieval. both female and male partners welcome, im a switch and prefer to roleplay with other switches, no one that is a solid position, and im also not a fan of nekos, nonbinary characters, or femboys. i have no issue with anyone who’s any of these (besides nekos maybe) in real life, i just prefer to not roleplay with them. im sorry if this blog is a bit sloppy, as i stated i am new here and just getting the hang of things. i haven’t found my default format yet. lastly, i also wanna ask that you are okay with nsfw/smut, it’s a requirement so if you dislike that then im not the partner for you. i have a kinks & limits and roleplay info post for you to read before messaging me :)), i take this hobby seriously and i want others who do too and just don’t half-ass. you’ll really read if you’re passionate about this. links will be provided below, message me your age with your introduction, and i hope we can become friends <33.
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Hi, there.
Well, if we’re going to be writing together, here’s some quick facts about me.
Name: Ephiny. Pronouns: She/Her. Age: Ageless. 😎 In all seriousness, I’m over 30. Residence: United States. Timezone: Eastern Standard Time (U.S./Canada). Astrological Sign: Cancer. Avatar: Retsuko from Aggretsuko/Abby Sciuto from NCIS.
Hobbies: Writing, Reading, Dungeons and Dragons, Screaming about my love for Obi-Wan Kenobi, Clint Barton, and Poe Dameron...Video games, cooking/baking, and cosplaying.
Roleplaying experience: I’ve been rping since high school, back when it was swapping spiral notebooks back-and-forth with my friends between classes. Then, I go to college, and there were chat rooms, message boards, LiveJournal (RIP GreatestJournal -sniff-), and Facebook. Finally, back around 2012, a friend introduced me to Tumblr, and I’ve been on this hellsite ever since.
Why do you keep making muses? Because I can.
How did you come up with this URL? I dunno. Just thought it sounded catchy. I was trying to think of something generic, since it was going to be a blog for multiple OCs across multiple fandoms, and I just think masks are cool.
When are you available? Honestly, whenever I am awake and not in the middle of something. My job is slightly laid back about it, so long as I keep up with my work, and I’m pretty much on my laptop when I’m home. So, usually between the hours of 8:00 A.M. - 12:30 A.M. Please note- my work hours are 8:00 A.M. - 4:30 P.M. from Monday thru Friday, then I have a ninety (90) minute long commute. Do not call me during those times, and if I don’t reply to your message, that’s why--I’m either working on something at my job or I’m driving.
Hey, how come you haven’t replied to [insert thread here]? Because my anxiety/depression is flaring up. Because I’m eating. Because I’m on the phone. Because I’m reading. Because I’m watching some movie or show with my family. Because I’m at a con. Because writer’s block sucks. Because I’m working on something else at the moment, or I’m talking with someone.
I know many of us on here deal with self-esteem or social anxiety issues. So, let me just say it on here- Your brain is just being mean to you. I don’t hate you. I don’t hate writing with you. While writing is my favorite hobby, it can be a very fickle thing. Some days, I’m going to write dozens of pages. Some days, it’s just going to be a few paragraphs. And some days, there will be nothing. But I am just here to say that you are NOT a bad writer, your character is NOT bad, and you are NOT a bad person. If I am being slow, please, do not take it personal.
Anything else you want to know, within reason, hit me up.
(P.S. This is just a blog for (most of) my OCs. If you want to see who else I play as, go here!)
*OOC tag is “The Woman Behind the Mask” *Mun tag is “Much Ado about the Mun”
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multistoty · 2 years
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How do you find inspiration to write when you can seem to find your muse?
How do you handle the toxicity sometimes found in the roleplaying community, particularly in fandoms?
How has roleplaying, specifically, impacted your life?
How has writing improved your life and do you see yourself sticking with it?
How many muses do you have and which do you relate to most? Why?
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Thank you for asking, love. Your writing and our budding friendship is a beautiful thing and means a lot. Plus I can get out of some of the fandom ruts I have been in and get over the legacies loss with a muse that hasn't got love in years.
As someone who is disabled, I kind of go where the wind takes me with the muse I have at the moment. Which is why I can be different degrees of decent at times. I try not to write anyone that I don't feel like I understand or can put myself in their shoes. not to say that I would always make choices the same as them, but there is the sort of character you can see their motives or appreciate how they handle things. As a woman who had forty large moving boxes of books, I greatly pull from stories that have become like friends and get lots of influence and inspiration from being lost in one of those worlds. It's also really helpful to have someone else who is invested and excited. I quite enjoy when we can make our own little worlds. Being forced to kind of be alone a lot of the time- you start searching for connection and breathing through words and worlds as you also have more option. Loving something like writing and fandoms can greatly help your drive. As well as my love for literature and the world of phrasing that brings up.
I haven't really been witnessed that much toxicity in this realm. I have witnessed people who think that because their blogs are nicer from edits to writing that they are superior. I try to be open to anyone to talk to and write with though I try to make it aware that sometimes muse or interest just can't follow in those footsteps. I don't enjoy gatekeeping or rude people. I have been annoyed by people bombarding me like asking when I am going to reply or telling me but i also understand where they are coming from and try to make them aware. The worst is when they find my personal and start messaging there. But I write with lovely people and try to give people a break. I know some people forget I am a multiblog and some times get stuck in one row of muse or writing and then people jump the ship. This is supposed to be fun and I greatly care for almost all the people I write with. I really really wish people would not judge sideblogs for that. i made my blog this way and that doesn't make me any less than or quality with you. Being sick and trying to be with family etc even migraine that phone is used a lot or I don't want to sign in or out.
3.How has roleplaying, specifically, impacted your life? I have made so many wonderful friends and people who love the media that I love. I have learned so much and been really mentally saved by people like @fireinyourblood . Especially living such a sheltered life, I have learned and been over joyed by this new wonderful and patient world. I am disabled which makes you stuck in your little realm and it's easy to feel like a burden or your forcing yourself to not feel guilty about your sacrifice. this is fun and an amazing escape and I good way to be a better person and learned about the world 4.How has writing improved your life and do you see yourself sticking with it? I have always loved stories and to write, but I have a lot of self judgement which being the absolute book nerd I am doesn't help in the slightest as I know what I want it to be. But this has helped my self esteem for others enjoying and liking it. Plus just getting myself out there and learning. I always wanted to work in the marketing side of publishing, but if I could write a book or anything like that would be a dream come true. It's a fine mental health line. I actually have written songs for christian albums. One that has been translated in fifteen languages which I am proud of but still definitely judge. I write a lot like I finished a full novel in sixth grade but was too... I couldn't put anything out that wasn't perfect or exactly what I want. I have loads of friends on the new york times best seller list that were from online but we met up at book conferences etc so yeah fun. It's hard to get people involved in your life or feeling that way when your life is like a standstill. 5.Gosh, I have no clue how many because their are so many small fandoms or book muses that I don't get to write much but come out. I try to put the main or the popular up. Hope Mikealson is hands down the closest to myself. It was the first time I saw someone on screen, instead of a book, that showed my personality and look at the world like Danielle gave us. I grew up the same age as her and she's grown with me. In fact, I would get an originals tattoo if I ever get one which I am hoping I can get when I get better like get my feeding tube out and all that. I know what it is like to push people away for fear of getting burned but loving deeply enough you would die for it. I know what it is like to live under a constant torrential down pour of loss. In the first three months of 2022, I had six close friends pass. I am a pastor of a mega churches grand daughter who also founded a school for christian performing arts which I went to as my mom was the principal. I know what it is to be grouped in with those people and their choices. We are a good church and family, but some people can get angry. i legitimately had one of my only close friends try to say that the school was somehow responsible for my CSA. She was the only one who knew. Theres so much more but theres also this. I was born as a 'miracle' child. They literally named me 'gift from God'. My mom went through eight rounds of ivf. Also thirty two doctors who all said that she needs to stop trying because it will never happen. They were going to adopt even. After over eight years of attempting, she grew some functioning body parts and lost some cysts on her ovaries and I showed up. You get this sort of weight being considered the savior of your family. the miracle. the loophole. I also was goody to shoes like Hope having easier friendships with adults with your peers. and so much else. I relate to her absolute longing to be good enough and impress her peers. Her awkwardness and the sass that would throw people off from the type of senstive heart you have. I could write an essay on that woman and what she has meant to me. My mom is adopted and my sister was her little cousin. It's- It's like being the generation to be better and do better and living under the weight of a legacy of your family name.
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youn9racha · 3 years
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Don’t Test Me
Requested by: @crzy-devil
Pairing: Jinyoungxmasc!reader (with a vag tho)
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Warning: dom!reader, sub!jinyoung, consent being explicitly discussed, implied masturbation, mentions of pornography, implied dacryphilia, weapon play (fake gun), pegging, mentions of butt plugs, jinyoung in a short skirt, dirty talk, overstimulation
Extra Notes: wheewww finally my first got7 request ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ don’t get me wrong, i‘ve been enjoying writing skz chan and changbin smut but i’ve been meaning to write some got7 but i wouldn’t think anyone would read it :( but yay finally i got something. i pray i don’t fuck this up, and i hope this is okay everything you want 😔
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This is no way representative of the way Got7 act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.
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You and Jinyoung have an interesting relationship to say the least. Jinyoung is always thought to be that dominant guy who’s always protective of the people whom he cares about, especially towards his partner. While that is true that he is protective and caring, however no one knows who the real Jinyoung Park except you, or at least who he is in your bedroom.
It was no secret that you two are very open about your sexual needs to each other, and it may come to the surprise to anyone to know that a man like Jinyoung is more submissive than anyone would think. But you however didn’t think so.
Prior to meeting him, you may follow what everyone says about Jinyoung, but five months into your relationship with your boyfriend, you were shocked, yet pleased, to see him one day in adorning nothing but a skirt, a butt plug, and a leash, innocently yet seductively telling you to touch him. And ever since then, you’ve been the one Jinyoung looked up to and waiting for to ruin him.
Every sexual encounter with him were exciting and fun, but there was one incident that took the title of the most amazing sexual roleplay you both have took in and neither of you had any sense of regret. Even if you guys would have broken up—knocking on wood—, it’ll probably not top anything but that moment.
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”(y/n!)” Jinyoung exclaimed in a sing song-y way as he walked into the apartment door with something hidden behind his back. He spotted you laying onto the couch, legs lazily splayed open as you looked up to the ceiling with half eyes open. It was clear that you were tired and wanted to rest, but Jinyoung didn’t care, “I’ve got something to show you..”
You looked up at him with a furrowed eyebrows, “what is it Jiny—ah!”
You felt wide awake when you saw Jinyoung unexpectedly pulled a gun straight into your face and pretended to shoot by making certain movements and sounds.
“Jinyoung, what the fuck?!” You exclaimed with your eyes popping out your socket with fear, leaning far away from him, only for him to get closer to you. Jinyoung saw the fear in your eyes, which made him laugh at my state. “I’m being for real, put the gun down!” Your heart was rightfully pounding, fearing not only for your life but at Jinyoung’s sickening laugh.
”Oh, relax, big baby, its a fake gun,” Jinyoung said with an eye roll.
You looked at the man on top of you with a baffled expression, he flipped the gun around and shoved it to you, “see, carry it.”
You looked at the gun, then at the man, then back at the silver object with a gulp. You took the gun out of his hand, and to your relief it was indeed fake, with it being very lightweight and looking at it up close. Props to whoever made this gun look really realistic, at least at a distance.
Jinyoung laughed at your relieved expression, “did you really think I’d bring an actual gun?”
You shrugged at him, “I wouldn’t be surprised to be honest,” you jokingly replied to which Jinyoung opens his mouth agape. Now it was your turn to laugh, “I’m joking, baby,” you patted his cheeks and he pouted in response, “you’re fucked up, (y/n).” He says that as he laid on top of you.
There was a moment of silence until you began questioning why he had the toy gun. Jinyoung fidgeted with his fingers, sort of hesitating with the words he wants to say. “Baby?” Your calling for him sounded more dragging rather than a questioning call, as your hold on him got tighter. “I kinda wanted you to use it on me,” He blurted, not baring to look at you, while you looked at him with a confused expression.
He didn’t see you but he can sense your confusion, “I want you to use it on your dumb whore..” and thats where your eyes widened. You knew exactly what he wanted.
You would lie if you said you didn’t have the thought of the idea, but that does not mean that you’re feeling one hundred percent sure about all of this. You both are experimental people, and enjoy trying new things at least one, and pain on both ends goes right up your and Jinyoung’s alley. But you wouldn’t go as far as bringing weapon into this, albeit fake, but still.
You thought of how weak he would look over you though, how he tries so hard to fight back but it fails miserably and pathetically. You easily find yourself slowly warming up but then caught yourself as you uncertainty was still in habiting your consciousness.
Your ears met with his gentle voice with him saying, “baby, if you don’t want to do this, I understand,“ Jinyoung held onto your arm in comfort.
“It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just what if I’m gonna hurt you with the gun?” You held Jinyoung, which endearingly smiled at you. He admires how no matter how hard you go on him, he still can see how you’re very loving and caring towards him. The last thing you wanted to do is to harm your baby Jinyoung.
”baby, you won’t hurt me, you’ve held the gun. It’s fake and it won’t do anything,” Jinyoung rubbed your arms, reassuringly, “besides, we have a safe word, and if you did anything uncomfortable, I’ll just say the word.” You looked back at his eyes. His eyes were entrancing to you, its a contrasting blend of assertiveness, plead and child-like. You have no idea how can one have the capability to withhold such power like this, but knowing Jinyoung, you can see how it works.
You smiled back at him with a gentle caress in the cheek, “I’ll think about it.”
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You’ve given yourself sometime to think about it. Jinyoung made it absolutely clear that he won’t do anything that would make you uncomfortable. For a typical submissive person, he still values your comfort, but that is regardless whether he is submissive or dominant, verbal and emotional consent holds a great value in your relationship.
You’ve scrolled through the internet and went on certain adult website to see what got Jinyoung that excited about all this. You did see the hype, but you were still unsure about it, so you just wanted to give sometime where the ice of uncertainty is melted.
While browsing, you saw a distinctive video. The thumbnail caught your eye, as it had a pretty boy in a pink skirt laid on the bed with his leg spread and what looks to be someone pegging him. The video was of the type you’ve looked it up but it was different because it seems to be more of a point of view type of video.
Your mouse hovered over the thumbnail, almost clicking it. You turned to check if Jinyoung was still in the house. It’s not that he cared about you watching porn, he knows that no amount of videos will match up with you taking him on the spot. But you didn’t want him to see you researching, as you wanted to surprise him in case you enjoyed it.
You’ve not seen his presence and you decided to text him, to make sure if everything’s clear and that he’s not close to your proximity whatsoever.
(y/n): hey babe !!
(y/n): where are you ??
Jinyoung immediately saw your message. The bubble and dots of his began showing up until his message was sent.
Baby boy <3: heyy !!
Baby boy <3: oh i’m hanging out with Jaebeom rn i’m also gonna spend the night at his place if thats not a problem with you :)
Baby boy <3: y ??? u need anything ??
you sighed with relief to not only see him respond back, but also that he won’t come back later. Never would you have thought to say this, considering that you’re overtly obsessed with the man.
(y/n): no !! i was just checking up on u !!
(y/n): its fine by me :)) have fun and tell jaebeom i said hi
Baby boy <3: will do ^_^ see you tomorrow baby
Baby boy <3: i’ll miss you <3333
(y/n): i miss you too darling xx
Once the coast was clear, you’ve turned off your phone, turned back to your computer screen and turned on the video.
The video startes off with the boy, who eerily reminded you so much of your boyfriend with his mannerisms and body type, calling out to the presumed viewer. He only wore a skirt, a choker, and what looks to be a jeweled butt plug. To say that the scenery wasn’t a turn on would an absolute lie. You almost moaned at the scenery as you‘ve suddenly started to see, instead of the actor‘s face, Jinyoung.
His pleading eyes were captivating you as you felt yourself getting wet at the way the man is looking at you. Suddenly a pink gun was put into the face of the boy and hearing him yelp in fear did something to you. You felt your organ began twitching at the way the boy looked up to the gun. Seeing how the gun was shoved into his mouth as he began making lewd movements and noises while getting his pretty dick stroked, it did all wonders for you.
You felt your hands going down your pants as you carried on watching the video. This may have awakened something in you, and you can’t wait to showcase to Jinyoung when he gets back.
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You sat back in your couch waiting for Jinyoung. It was the next day, and you didn't have much to plan, but you decided to keep the fake gun near you for the sake of your role. It was almost nighttime and the clock kept ticking as you anticpated your boyfriend's arrival.
Jinyoung didn't know about the whole ordeal, he probably thought that you were gonna be out running errands, hanging out with your friends, or even just sleep. But what he won't expect is you sitting on the couch, lust blown in your whole system and hiding the gun he brought in. He never would have thought to see you with it, up until this moment.
While you wait for him to show up, you scrolled through your phone, mindlessly liking any posts that comes in your way. You didn't care on whatever is on your screen, all you wanted was Jinyoung bending over, ready for you. You smirked at the dirty thought, until you heard keys clashing against each other then one inserted into the locked door. In comes the prettiest boy you have ever laid your eyes on, he came in with a bag in his shoulder and adorned a baggy pink sweatshirt and skinny jeans. He smiled when he saw you on the couch, waiting for him.
Normally you would feel soft and warm over his appearance, however the sinister thoughts inhabiting you was clouding every other thought. Jinyoung extended his arm up to stretch after putting down his bag, as he came in and sat down next to you, eventually attacking with kisses as a greeting. Typically, you would laugh at his typically private yet adorable affections, but you could only look at him with semi blank stare.
He noticed the stare in your face, his face shifted into a worried frown, “whats wrong? you’ve been acting weird since yesterday.” You looked at Jinyoung with your hands in his face. You couldn’t help but smile at the clueless boy in front of you, “Jinyoung, have I ever mentioned you’re gorgeous?”
Jinyoung’s confusion starts to get even bigger as his eyebrows furrowed. Not knowing what to say, he just went along with, “yeah?” It was clear evident confusion and you weren’t dumb. You knew he‘d be confused, thats the point, you want him to be clueless and confused about the whole ordeal.
“What if I told you that you’re all I think about?” You whispered, as you began caressing his face. His face was still grimacing in confusion, however he would lie if he said that the thought of you thinking about him nonstop makes him feel good and excited. “I love you so much…”
“(y/n), cut the bullshit, whats goin—” Jinyoung has had enough with your suspicious act and decided to confront you, up until he felt something on his jaw, which he ended up cutting his words with a gasp. It felt something cold against his pulse, his eyes were dragged to the source only to see something he wasn’t expected to see, yet is pleased. It was the toy gun he handed to you. His mouth was open agape, and you said, “I thought much through about it, and I decided why not,” you had a loving and evil smirk on your face, and he simply just smiled back at you, “and besides,” you leaned closer to his ear.
”The thought of you begging for mercy does things to me, you do not understand your powers you have on me, Park Jinyoung,” Jinyoung shuddered at you whispering out his full name at him. He could already feel himself getting hard at your words, and the thought of the gun digging into his skin makes the process faster. You knew that he was getting aroused without you looking down at his crouch, so you opted to use your other hand and held his member, to which he let out a closed mouth moan.
“You know what to do..” you said after pulling your face out of his ear and staring straight into his face. He looked like a puppy with his eyes innocently sparkling at you. You slapped his thigh to get up to do what he’s doing, which you took him out of his trance, nodded at you and got up.
“I’ll give you five minutes,” you said loud enough where he can still hear as he walks, more like wobbling, into your shared bedroom, while you smirked at his adorable weak state. You looked at the gun and you knew were gonna have fun with your boy toy.
~~ Five minutes have passed, and you decided to walk into the bedroom where Jinyoung is at at a painfully slow pace. You felt like a lion going after a deer, ready to devour it on the spot, with Jinyoung being the deer in this situation. You dragged the gun against the wall as you got closer to your bedroom. You can already sense Jinyoung getting weaker and weaker without even looking at him. You hear heavy breathing coming from out of your bedroom, and you felt your lust is started to mix fury with it as you knew exactly what he was doing.
However you kept your composure and still have the smirk drawn into your face. You reached the door, and you opened the door to see a sight that both angered and aroused you. Jinyoung was dressed in a pink short skirt and a crop top along side with thigh highs, his whole cock was out as he was stroking himself as he was looking at himself in the mirror. Still in his lust world, he didn’t notice your presence up until you spoke.
“Who told you you can touch yourself?” You questioned with a crossed arm and a lean into the door sill. Jinyoung gasped his eyes wide open, his hand stopped stroking as he was looking at you with pleading eyes, “I-I’m sorry,” he gulped as you got closer to him, looking at him with a scowl. Despite him being slightly taller by a few centimeters, he still looks and feels smaller than you, especially at this moment.
“I couldn’t help it, I j-j—“ You cut his pathetic talk by putting the gun into his cheek. His mouth was wide shut as he fearfully looked at the gun then back at you. You glided the gun across the face as his breath hitches, you stopped the gun at his mouth. “Open your mouth,” you growled at him, which he didn’t respond at first as he was too aroused to function. You shoved the weapon not too harsh that it could hurt him, but not too light, to wake him up to, which he just moaned.
”I didn’t even touch you, and yet you’re already fucked up,” you commented as you tugged his bottom lip with the gun making him whimper. You tapped his face and commanded again, “open.”
This time he complied and he stuck his tongue out, you lightly inserted the weapon into his mouth as he wrapped his mouth around it.
To say that the scenery was pornographic was an understatement. A man in his short skirt down on his knees sucking on a weapon as his superior is tugging on his hair, it was hot to look at, you and Jinyoung would agree. It was typical that Jinyoung is going dumb just for you, he’s willing to drop everything just to satisfy your needs. He loves you too much. And to see you enjoying his idea makes him feel really good.
~~~ ”Thats what you fucking get for being a dumb slut,” You thrusted your strap on onto your pretty boy’s hole as he grips into the sheets underneath him. His legs placed on your shoulder while your hips were moving in and out of him.
“I-I-I’m s-sorry! I’m not gonna do it again!” Jinyoung was a mess under you, he’s practically crying as he feels his hole getting stretched with pleasure. Tears rolling down his face as he feels his orgasm get closer. You can see that based on his face twist that he was getting closer so you stopped thrusting for the nth time, which caused him to whine and sob louder.
“Bad sluts like you don’t deserve to cum,” You leaned over, his leg still on your shoulder and squished his cheeks. His nose was tinted pink due to blissed out cry and the amount of times you’d edge him, and the fact you still resisted giving him what he want made him blush even more. You both love it, especially Jinyoung, who may love this more than you do. He loves getting edged and getting all this punishment. He was a walking masochist, and because he is what he is, you ended up loving it and use it for your advantage.
Despite his “apologies,” he always misbehaves just so he can get punished by his superior. He is a brat in disguise, and you love it. You love giving him the punishment that he ever so deserves, as much as you love degrading him and you absolutely love seeing him being at your mercy.
He simply looked up at you with teary eyes and says softly, “I’m a bad slut, but I’m your bad slut,” to which you smirked back at his claim.
Your Bad Slut. That’s exactly what he is.
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