HE DOESN'T ENJOY FEELING PLAYED. Easily plucked and enjoyed, hanging off a thread from whatever carnal abyss they danced on. Billy is already keenly aware of the self-destruction he is falling into when he allows himself a bite of her. @platiinums is beautiful, clever, but already has shown him her viciousness.

They'd cause a scene like this. It would be expected, of course. He's heard the rumors circling about them. He has indulged and encouraged half of them. They had to keep the rouse. But what's real and pretend quickly becomes blurred as things do in this situation. And he cannot deny it — when he's allowed a piece of her, he takes it so greedily it's like he's starved. She's velvety soft and sweet, akin to poison 'cause he knows it's bad for him and yet he would likely kill for more.

Billy wants to ruin her dress. He wants to snatch the pearls and fabric apart to prove some petulant point. But gods, she felt like heaven. He runs his nose along the slope of her neck, memorizing every inch of fuckin' skin and any mole or scar exposed to him. He doesn't ruin her pretty dress 'cause she has to walk out of this damned place in one piece. Instead, his hands are moving and he is gripping the hem of her neckline and drawing it down, tugging and pulling the annoying material uncaring if he causes wrinkles. Doesn't matter, he's not ripping it, right?

"Who is whose exactly?" He challenges her momentarily, eyes falling to her chest in the utmost disrespectful admiration. His hand slides up her neck and pushes her face back, chin drawn up towards him. He kisses her pretty cheek, pressing his hips in harder. "Are you going to take everything?" ╱ continued.

❛  i know a great way to burn off the calories in that drink.  ❜ ( for angel because she wants to annoy him )

 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊  𝐔𝐏  𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒. / accepting.

Angel knows his own limits better than most. He is already painfully aware she is the type of person he has no hopes of reigning in, who would chew him up and spit him out, bring him all sorts of headaches. But Angel is only a man. There is no real reason he should pretend to not know what she might be implying - no reason for him to find it hard to hold her gaze at such a suggestion. "Don't toy with me, Ahri." But it's useless because his thoughts have already tumbled down the rabbit hole. Stubborn and flushed, he turns his face away and brings his attention back to his drink.

why are minor fcs not allowed in the rpc? no one out here that i've seen is rping nsfw with minor characters...

hi, it’s skye.   hey anon, this is kinda a complex question so lemme just give you my theory on why people are hyper cautious, it's still gonna be looooong but you asked me and i go off lmao. first off, i gotta disagree with you respectfully anon bc there are people in the rpc (we don't claim them) who roleplay usfw content with actors who are underage at the time, some people don't even use resources and just use the platform for taboo shit. it's real, it happens and yeah, it's a thing, ive seen it and dealt with it. we rlly can't be ignorant of those people who still use tumblr for gross shit, but we can do everything we can to stop them when we find em. i’m so so glad you’ve never come across it or had to be exposed by it, im truly thankful, you are not ignorant for not being aware or exposed!! but it is a real ting and it’s bad when it comes across your dash or into your inbox or roleplay in any form, i cant be any more honest w you right now. i dealt with it twice in one roleplay, each time even though i was swift and ruthless and not having it and did my duty as admin, i was mentally taxed to a mASSIVE degree. and they were not the first nor only times.

so, onto ur question in general, i agree that kids are IRL so kids naturally exist in the RP worlds we create. that's a fact, you can't create a world without having children in some capacity. but that doesn't mean you need to WRITE and PLAY a child.      and here is where i think this blanket mentality and rule has come from in the rpc and content creating community, speaking as someone who's almost 28 and has been in the rpc since i was about 14/15.

not all people have good intentions!!! not all people are decent and moralistic and have respect. and that's the plain and simple truth, i've seen too much shit on this platform in however many years ive been haunting it, and hella people who create resources (myself included) know/have seen the sad truth that some try or succeed in using underage resources to portray unsavoury things, i don't need to be explicit, but we know there is a nasty lil underbelly of people who still think it's "okay because it's not real". NO, i am absolutely wholeheartedly NOT implying thats you anon, nor anyone else who is curious on this topic. not at all 🙏🏾 —— however this means, to protect ourselves, lines must be drawn for what we personally deem appropriate for ourselves, the community, friends, fellow users, all of us, which has lead to this commonplace rule in the rpc.

now bear with me, because i have played characters who were underage (for me, aus, that is under eighteen), i had six characters in this world when i was around 17yo myself, also underage. one was seventeen and then one was a twelve year old, i played these characters within the moralistic and reasonable bounds, like you would write a character in a book. this world was based in the survival post/apoc world. and yah it was rather wholesome to form bonds with elder characters, to have them learn and develop... at that time, the seventeen year old was relative to my age and was very much an outlet for me — tbh i still use this muse, but she as aged as i have, and as for the younger one, there was no question that i was going to actually respect the age capacity as did everyone in this roleplay, it was an amazing and respectful community i still remember nearly a decade on. i had no ulterior motive, i just wanted a challenge outside of my normal bounds, but i also did not use resources because i didnt think it was needed. ig thats just a personal thing for me? who knows. at the time i was personally a minor, and i don’t speak for the underage rpers out there though i was one, but at the time it was not something that was a blanket rule anyway and not for the community who was underage themselves.

so we jump ahead now, as an adult, a decade later, a we've all learned a lot and become more aware and educated on HELLA stuff; whats appropriate and whats not, what we personally find ok and so forth. my next milstone is 30 (rip) and i have no desire to play the role of a child; even in a world that would expect such, even in a world that i create, even in genres where it is completely reasonable and normal to have characters under eighteen. the moralistic side must come out where we, as adults, have to consider... "why do we need to play a muse underage when we know, on the real, it's not necessary to a roleplay experience?" the answer is, we don't. adults don't need to create and pilot a child character, or a teenager, really. maybe on the sims, or in a video game, in your own time, but not really here. and to be honest if your muse is a late teen, then why not simply age them up that year or two? it changes very little in the grand scheme of things.

however, i stand on the grounds that you can have NPC children, many of my muses have had children of their own in game, they can certainly have casted faces if you are into family graphics, comprehensive masterlists and the like (i def am) but only use child actors who have consented to have their face shared, and continue to respect ethnic backgrounds my dawgs ofc. (i made that decision as an admin, with the support of my rpers after i asked their opinions & in a genre where many of our adult characters had children or even younger siblings of note.) and look i even believe in writing little interactions within your replies if your character is a parent or guardian as kids usually pipe up and react and i feel that can add authenticity when relevant, but they are always NPCS (non playable characters). there is nothing inherently wrong, generally speaking, with acknowledging the children in our characters lives and worlds; our characters could be teachers, parents, elder siblings, paediatricians, and thats 10/10 great.    BUT, and this is where it all comes back to in the rpc community these days & reasonably so... non playable characters such as children do not need a plethora of resources. especially not when, even though we might revere and celebrate their performances and we want to hope everyone is good deep down, we cannot and do not risk putting out resources that can be abused.  for me?? i will never stop honouring and revering and GASSING UP the child actors who eat/have eaten the screen, i will make gifsets of them, i will hype them, i have so many movies that inspired me as a child that i’ll honour in my own lil giffing way, but i wont turn them into what will be a barely-accessed resource that could be used for something unspeakably nasty. i wont put my name or soul anywhere near that hellfire zone i know exists 🙅🏽‍♀️🙅🏽‍♀️🙅🏽‍♀️  and i also dont feel the need to anyway

maaaaany creators choose not gif people underage, whether 18 or 21, and they have the right to do so as they are the creators, particularly fellow adult creators. many admins choose not to include people underage, and they have the right to as the creator and admin of a world. i, as a whole ass adult, do not feel comfortable doing that personally, i don't think any adult should be playing a character that is underage, mainly because i don't see a reason why is needed and also because i dont think there is a storyline to sustain me unless i was doing some sort of time jump; children shouldn't be exposed to adult things when you are on a public and open forum. that's my personal stance. it really comes down to this, it's your choice. if you sincerely want to write a character who is underage in some way and you sincerely want to respect and do this character accurate justice and challenge your writing chops like i did, it would be up to you to create the resources, or you to create and take on the burden of monitoring a world as admin where anyone can try and rationalise some whack shit and you have no warning or heads up, IT HAPPENS. A LOT OKAY. (*flashbacks fr* 🤢) OR you can find someone who feels comfortable writing like that and do a private 1x1 to explore the dynamic or storyline or world, tbh perhaps write without resources? bc that doesn't diminish anything as a creator. hell, go write one-shots, write stories, write novellas and let your creativeness grow!!! many authors write children's/underage/teen characters, that is not weird, in my own writing time i do. however it is weird to demand that others create or interact with what they feel is a personal boundary, it is weird to gaslight people into thinking they’re hyper-fixated on the bad things by having a personal boundary like this, i’ve seen that a whole lot for some reason.     as it seems, most the rpc that i personally interact with are well into adulthood alongside me and share that personal and moral boundary that we don’t wanna dabble, as is our right. it also seems that the majority of people in the rpc have that same boundary. it’d also posit that the reason why it might seem a bit staunch and all that shit is because the damn boundary keeps getting pushed on. i srsly don't think any of us would be this extreme and strict on it if the personal preference and boundary hadn't been disrespected so many times, or if we hadn’t been exposed to the nasty side of tumblr where we see it happening.

also, if you weren't here on the platform, there was a seriously horrid period of months and months a few years back where legions of fuckheads were bombarding the tags of the rpc with every DAMNED trigger in the WORLD (all the nasty, all the trauma, it was visual and vivid and horrid, it was a full on attack weaponising our tagging system, i dont wish it on anyone). i went through it and we all came out very traumatised from that, personally that is one of the events that makes my boundary and rule so strict. as well as like... TOO much personal experience.

look tbhtbh i'm a bit tired and kinda stoned rn, so i hope this rambling makes some sense, i have a lot of thoughts and theories on this, i don't speak for ANYONE else so again this is just my pov and my theory as a rper, admin, rpc homie, gifmaker, whatever you want to call me. it all comes down to is respect and choice. and i respect that there are people out there - rpers, authors, creators of all kinds - who write from an underage POV (harry potter, fkn twilight, the secret garden, ASOIAF, little nightmares, the last of us, i could srsly go on and on), and i respect everyone, including myself, who’s choice it is to set that boundary and stick to it 🫶🏾 i hope maybe i shed some light on one perspective.

open to: f. muse: emmett. android. physically late 20s. plot: (usfw warning) inspired by this and potentially this. connection: anything welcome. they can work for the same company, he can be owned / employed by your muse, or just someone your muse knows or is friends with. alternatively, they can be the crew on some kind of spaceship / colony together. do not like this starter.

it was hard to ignore the pace in which their heart began to thump as they moved about the room he was in, the drum far more frenetic than the gentle rhythm emmett was familiar with hearing from them. lifting his eyes — tinged far too deep a shade of blue to feel human — from the task he was idling with, his attention focused solely upon the other. the visual assessment was completed instantly and silently, and once no other signs of concern were immediately presented, the decision to simply ask was made. ❝ are you feeling okay? ❞ features intentionally relaxed, a humble smile formed upon lips to make them feel more at ease in his company. ❝ you seem a little...off today. ❞

3rd gif for vanessa and elise because like. whoops. ( @ladyseidr )

🍭 @ladyseidr . 🍑 USFW GIF MEME.  🍑

VANESSA WHINES. her face pinched, her breath hot on the side of elise's face. close enough to inhale, as her body trembles. perfect porcelain, with rosy pink flush &. rounded areolas surrounding plush &. pert nipples. she's chasing previous kisses lost to sopping fingers the brunette watches plunge relentlessly in &. out of her cunt. leaking rapidly, so, so wet &. easily taking the intrusion.

nerves in her legs jump with the pumping &. with each brush of palm over slick clit. swollen, pink.. "fuck!"

she's holding herself up, wincing while she continues an almost endless string of whines, gasps &. moans. closing her eyes in order to press lips against the woman behind her. her cheek, the side of her mouth. she begs. "harder! i need it harder." continued, trying not to look down at the natural rolls of her stomach from the position, grunting softly. feminine.

mouth open, eyes are closed. "god, you feel so good inside me." she expresses, desperate yet somehow annoyance tinges pleasure chasing tone. "you're gonna make me cum!"

* & @dirtybliss​  ♥’d for  an a/b/o usfw starter!

       It was becoming harder and harder for the omega to control herself, the urges taking control of the sane part of her mind, the beast within her begging for this. For the release. For the very thing that the human side was trying to prevent for so long. The brunette had been taking her tea for years now, carefully measuring, planning and dosing everything to make sure the herbs would work just right - it was better than the pills offered in every pharmacy, didn’t leave quite as much of an artificial smell around the omega, but it still added a tinge of the herb to her sweet, natural scent. Apparently that was not something the owner of the facility could agree with. As if it wasn’t enough they were using the omega natural urges against her, they needed her to be at the peak of fertility while doing so. And that, in turn, brought the frenzy, the absolute despair to be fucked & bred the way nature intended for it to be. Anna hadn’t realised that she slipped into the needs, the mindset of an Omega in heat taking full control as the Beta left her in the room, all alone, waiting for the Alpha to enter. Quiet whimpers of pain and lust escaping her lips, green eyes looking around anxiously, her scent turning to one absolutely filled with pheromones signalling her highest fertility, luring in any and all possible mates to take her.

I swear I write something and then wanna add something to it almost immediately. Whereas I think I almost always exclusively write top/dom characters I am open to other things as well. I tend to stick to what I know / what I've been doing in rp - although I don't write much smut at all / never get passed foreplay. BUT, I think these experiences can and should be fluid. What might not work for one ship, might work for another, what one mun headcanons vastly different for the same character... so all in all, is I am flexible and don't care at the end of the day. My writing partners just tend to have subby muses and I run with it. :) But if the day ever comes anyone shipped / written in a sexual setting with my muse(s)... y'all got full reign to dom them.

” so that’s a thing for you, huh ? duly noted. “

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 

　HE HAS ENOUGH SENSE TO FEEL A PRICK OF SHAME. Just a tiny dose of something that is akin to shame. It lasts like a millisecond 'cause he was never one to really drown in discomposure or unease about what he considered 'natural'. It's followed by the intoxicating fervor that he feels like chasing which would ultimately leads him right to Steve's doorstep when he blinks—envisioning the annoyingly mouthy male behind his eyelids. How could Steve have even known? It was so easy to get wrapped up in it all that when he's biting at Steve's neck drawing the blood to the surface he lets out the loudest and most involuntarily shaky moan when Steve grabs his hair, fingers digging in at the roots.

He instinctively bites a little harder before he loosens his jaw, licking the growing mark to not waste any of his snack. Billy is a little rougher in handling Steve, more determined in the way he angles the other's neck to his whim—reveling in how the other is perfectly exposed and on display in such a vulnerable state. His eyes are far darker when he peers at the other ignoring the warmth of arousal announcing that he has a growing problem.

"It's not the only thing that is a thing for me." Billy makes a point to rub his thumb along the teeth marks decorating Steve's neck wanting to make a second, a third, a fourth but is nearly certain the other wouldn't appreciate fainting from blood loss.

　He could understand at moments like this how easily it would be to consume Faust. He’s a meal prepared and offered at his leisure. There is a sense of urgency and power there as well. Heady and sweet, it’s all too easy to get swept up; to find himself ensnarled in the burning lust ravaging his insides.

Wanting and taking, it’s so unlike him –– but he wants @corxner in every manner he’s allowed. From biting him hard enough to leave his teeth indents for days after to sucking purpled bruises into his skin as a branding of sorts. He’s almost if he asked Faust would concede to most of his desires. That power keeps him high and elevated, ready to pluck his lover apart at his whims.

“You’re going to have to use your words more properly.” Will encourages despite having a keen idea of what Faust might be asking for. Wasn’t he the same? So torn apart by his yearning he would take whatever. “Tell me what you want. I’ll give it all to you.” He promises in the crook of his neck, biting at the skin lightly.

❛  who  gets  to  touch  you  like  this ?  ❜ -- Peter

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑴𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑶𝑭 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬. ╱    always accepting.

　Who? Guileless blue eyes meet the other's. Under normal circumstances it would be a challenge. They're always so willful and cerulean, obstinate and unyielding as the ocean could be at times; but this is not one of those times. Billy's mouth is entirely too reverential at times. He's devout in his affections — ready to martyr whatever is left of his pride for whatever Peter might want from him.

He's always a mess like this. Head heavy and brain thick of lust and hormones. He does try really hard to make sense of what Peter is saying because he knows he has to answer, should answer to keep semblance of holding it together and respectability... He's far gone though. Unraveled and undone, tongue tied and twisted; just so messy.

Rather than verbalize it, he merely presses his head further into Peter's hand, nuzzling the soft exposed skin of his palm. 'Cause they both know the answer to his question. Billy just doesn't want to stumble over the words like he knows he is bound to.

some romance + vaguely usfw headcanons about billy because his eyelashes are so pretty and got me thinking

billy has such pretty eyes and spends half his time glaring at people. super long eyelashes. i suspect he is a crier at times - mostly my justifications are he spends so much time emotionally repressed and angry that any time he feels anything else he is probably overwhelmed immediately. this side is probably more easily accessible when people are kind to him, praise him (praise kink certainly), and/or break him down a little. [ although i see this only in more romantic based dynamics and not merely 'fucking'. ]

he's also probably a chaotic bisexual & switch. i debating his sexuality for a while since his interactions with steve in canon were questionable and loaded within my interpretation of it, i was sitting pondering about it. but i think in reality, my billy is attracted to pretty people first. and the second phase is those who treat him well + understand him beyond the surface level stuff. he has a type (but also willing to venture from his usual type as well, just depends dynamics)

This being said his relationships with men is far more chaotic than women because he deals with a lot of internalized homophobia, stereotypes, fear of the repercussions since it wasn't really woke then and his dad is awful. He would also struggle with submitting to another guy 'cause that's so different than how he is and how he portrays himself. Depending on verse/dynamic it is possible but under certain circumstances otherwise Billy would probably be the 'top' or willing to 'switch' in most male x male relationships but nearly never exclusively bottom. He has a fragile ego and doesn't want to give out control to anyone else easily.

Billy probably would eventually come to like / accept being taken care of in aftercare scenarios and melt if he got comfortable of the idea of submitting over control (in any fashion & not just position wise). After enduring so much and trying so hard, having no worries + decision making required would probably be stress relieving for him. But in the end, I do not think he could really be controlled or tamed or even pacified for very long before he's back on his bullshit.

His type is pretty, kind, soft people typically. Those who pose little threat to him and treat him well, feel safe, etc. Also the sort of people he can protect. Although I think another sort of dynamic that goes well with him are people who are equally toxic, can hold their own with him, and can put him in his place. [ he has mommy and daddy issues, so please boss him around. ]

He is an extremely jealous partner and lover. I think this one probably goes without saying. It stems a lot from his own insecurities but he cannot stand the idea of losing those he is invested in/cares about. It branches off probably making him overprotecting and hovery as well at times. The type to wait up for his partner to get home so he can go to sleep without worries or show up randomly to pick his partner up from places to make his presence known. Insecure and stubborn. [ he probably often leaves a lot of marks on his partners, a visible reminder. ]

He is unlikely to cheat on any of his partners simply because his abandonment issues are so strong despite how he might seem or appear.

“ use your words. ”

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 

　HIS EYES NARROW. Of course, when someone tells him to do something there is the automatic desire for Billy to do the complete opposite. Those tendencies didn't really work on Heather. She'd roll her eyes, dig into him for being stupid, and uppercut him with her words 'cause she didn't survive Hawkins' social scene by being harmless.

But in a lot of ways, Billy has always existed in his head. The thoughts almost pour out in his expressions and body language. If he doesn't speak it, means nothing bad can come from it—won't change anything about their dynamics and keep it safe, nice, and tucked away in their little private corner of the world. Defiantly his gaze rises to hers, head cocking to the side as his hands reach for her to tug her closer.

"What do you want to hear?" The words aren't quite the same Billy who has gotten comfortable and cozy with Heather in their domestic bliss. A barrier of veneers to mask away his own nervousness, the fucking way his heart hammers in his chest 'cause if he messes this up he won't be able to forgive himself. "Waitin' on you to kiss me already." The same boyish charm when his eyes dart under his lashes 'cause he knows what he is doing. There was a reason he had the reputation he did. "Want to hear I want this, want you? You got it, Heather. I really want you."

❛  you have no idea what you're doing to me.  ❜ for billy 💜

↪    𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑷𝑯𝑹𝑨𝑺𝑬𝑺. / always accepting.

She really had no idea what she was doing to him. For Billy, it had always been fairly simple. He had solely existed for himself making him a considerably selfish lover and partner to those he hooked up with. Things hadn't meant nothing and never made him feel more. But she had made him feel something he thought he had lost since he moved to the dead end town. He was being swept into a tidal wave and had no intentions of trying to surface again. The waves she hit him with left him feverish, demanding, and parched for whatever she would toss his way.

She could have asked him anything and he would have done it, pushed aside himself to slot her needs and desires there, something he didn't think possible 'til now. He presses a kiss on her inner thigh, nose pressing against the petal-soft flesh, and tongue lapping for a small taste. "Darlin', you got me bad. Real bad." He admits spreading her under his touch and he murmurs against the skin of her thigh, "I want you so bad. You got no idea."

❛  can i borrow a kiss ? i promise i’ll give it back.  ❜ - from ashley to negan ( def tipsy ashley having some fun because these two are a mess lol )

 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊  𝐔𝐏  𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒. / accepting.

"The signals you're sending are a little fucking mixed, Ashley." The first time she had let him down much to his dismay and besides his harmless flirting here and there, they had come to an understanding of sorts. Or at least, Negan had. She didn't want anything to do with him and until that changed, he'd leave her be. "You had a little too much to drink to be speakin' all boldly like that."

im crying cause i post one usfw thing and my recommended posts on tumblr suddenly becomes the most unhinged horny things possible... that being said i am going to repost some memes... 'cause i got inspired to write nasty things :c also my naughty tag is this if anyone needs to block it!

❛  now be a good boy and come for me.  ❜

𝑷𝑹𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲 𝑷𝑯𝑹𝑨𝑺𝑬𝑺.

The command is something that can much too easily be obeyed. Billy's lips were chafe and reddened both flush and kiss-stricken, his throat tight and his mouth dry wanting more and more, moaned like Ahri tasted incredible face buried in the soft curve of her neck too weak to pull himself from his movements. Billy hadn't always been like this either. So easily enraptured and entranced in another person.

He thought his vision tined rosy, the thrumming of his pulse in his chest hard and steady threatening to knock the rest of his breath away, something settling deeper in his core like heavy molasses. Sweet, burning, and pressing forward. He nips at her skin lightly, whispering light praises against her flesh uncertain of what he was grabbling—something about pretty, something about irresistible—too caught in his body's yearning that when she speaks to him Billy cannot possible handle it. His hips stutter and his mind blanks, blinding and bright; a wordless plea on the tip of his tongue as his fingers grip her waist a little tighter. He could be good. Very, very good in fact. Only under the right circumstances.