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noahsresources · 1 year

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more cringy dirty & flirty pick-up lines sentence starters

this is extremely self-indulgent, don't mind me lmfao. feel free to use these for whatever you want and change any details that need to be.

❝ you're so hot, my zipper is falling for you. ❞ ❝ i love my bed, but i'd rather be in yours. ❞ ❝ nice outfit. it'd look even better if it were on my bedroom floor. ❞ ❝ roses are red, violets are fine. you be the six, and i'll be the nine. ❞ ❝ do you have any room for an extra tongue in your mouth? ❞ ❝ if you're feeling down, i can feel you up. ❞ ❝ my ideal body weight is yours on mine. ❞ ❝ your belt looks really tight. can i loosen it for you? ❞ ❝ there are 206 bones in your body. think you can handle another one? ❞ ❝ let's play carpenter so i can nail you. ❞ ❝ i'd tell you a joke about my dick, but ... it's too long. ❞ ❝ hey, i might be wasted, but the condom in my pocket doesn't have to be. ❞ ❝ i may not go down in history, but i'll go down on you. ❞ ❝ you must be a chicken farmer because you know exactly how to raise my cock. ❞ ❝ sorry, what's your name again? i want to get it right when i shout it later. ❞ ❝ you must be an elevator because i want to go up and down on you all day. ❞ ❝ i'd love to kiss those beautiful, luscious lips. and the ones on your face. ❞ ❝ if you were a toe, i'd bang you on every wall, table, and chair in this bar. ❞ ❝ sit on my lap, and let's talk about the first thing that pops up. ❞ ❝ do you work for UPS? 'cause you've got a fantastic package. ❞ ❝ want to play a game? i'll be the squirrel, you be the tree, and i'll bust a nut in your hole. ❞ ❝ your legs are like an oreo cookie. i wanna split them and eat all the good stuff in the middle. ❞ ❝ i bet i can touch your belly button ... from the inside. ❞ ❝ how do you feel about doing some math in the bedroom? all you need to do is add me, subtract your clothes, divide your legs, and we can multiply. ❞ ❝ remember my name, because you'll be screaming it later. ❞ ❝ my doctor told me i have a vitamin d deficiency. wanna go back to my place and save me? ❞ ❝ if i flip a coin, what are my chances of getting head? ❞ ❝ my dick's been feeling a little dead lately. wanna give it some mouth-to-mouth? ❞ ❝ i'm no weather man, but you can expect more than a few inches tonight. ❞ ❝ is your name medusa? because the moment you look at me, i get rock hard. ❞ ❝ can you tell me what time your legs open, please? ❞ ❝ are you a rubix cube? because the more i play with you the harder you get. ❞ ❝ you look too god for a pickup line, so let's cut to the chase — wanna fuck? ❞

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poohsources · 1 year

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🐝 * ― 𝑭𝑳𝑰𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻 𝑴𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑨𝑮𝑬𝑺.

[ 📲 sms: ] i hate everyone. but not you. [ 📲 sms: ] want to make a beautiful memory together? [ 📲 sms: ] i'd rather do nothing with you than something with anyone else. [ 📲 sms: ] netflix? chill? both? [ 📲 sms: ] can't stop thinking about you. [ 📲 sms: ] you're my favorite veggie. a cute-cumber! [ 📲 sms: ] i adore you. that's all. [ 📲 sms: ] you make me a better person and i'd like to keep improving. [ 📲 sms: ] it's cold today. can you warm me up? [ 📲 sms: ] i'm into curves, and my favorite is your smile. [ 📲 sms: ] my day is more fun when you're in it. [ 📲 sms: ] you were in my dreams last night. wanna hear? [ 📲 sms: ] you were the first thing i thought of when i woke up. [ 📲 sms: ] i already miss you and can't wait to see you again. [ 📲 sms: ] what would you do if i were with you right now? [ 📲 sms: ] hey stranger. stop being a stranger. [ 📲 sms: ] this is me asking you out. want to get coffee tomorrow? [ 📲 sms: ] nobody understands me like you do. [ 📲 sms: ] i wish you were here with me. [ 📲 sms: ] you never text first. i can’t tell if you hate me or if you’re playing hard to get. [ 📲 sms: ] which emoji makes you think of me? [ 📲 sms: ] want to have this conversation in person? [ 📲 sms: ] i don’t have anything interesting to tell you, but i really wanted to talk to you. [ 📲 sms: ] everything makes me think of you. [ 📲 sms: ] i can't sleep. i blame you. [ 📲 sms: ] surprise! i got you flowers: 💐 [ 📲 sms: ] i can't help but smile every time your name pops up on my screen. [ 📲 sms: ] you look so good right now. i can’t actually see you, but i assume you look good because you always do. [ 📲 sms: ] even over text you're so charming. [ 📲 sms: ] i'm smiling just thinking about getting to see you later. [ 📲 sms: ] my day would've been a lot better if i'd gotten to spend it with you. [ 📲 sms: ] i'm really glad to have you in my life. [ 📲 sms: ] i could talk to you all night. [ 📲 sms: ] just thinking about falling in love with you. i'd do it all over again and again. [ 📲 sms: ] you mean the world to me. don’t ever forget that. [ 📲 sms: ] i'm so incredibly lucky to know you. [ 📲 sms: ] you get more beautiful every time i see you. [ 📲 sms: ] you are my heart. [ 📲 sms: ] you’re single. i'm single. i feel like this is a problem we can solve together. [ 📲 sms: ] thinking a lot of things about you i can’t say … but i could text.

#rp meme #rp memes #rp prompts #roleplay meme #texting starters #sentence starters #flirty starters #rph #type: meme

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ask-obt · 7 months

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I feel like this question has already been asked but i can’t remember and I couldn’t find the answer by searching his tag, so: What was the role of Akio in the original OBT? From what i can tell he’s meant to be Rune’s son, but what about his father? Is there a chance he could appear in the current comic, or would he just be repurposed into a new character? (Sorry for long prompt btw)

// the explanation was a bit buried into this ask here (which also talks about other plot points from old OBT), but I'd be happy to give a more accessible version of an explanation as well as some extra context! so akio is the remnant of an arc I had in mind for rune from the very early era of preboot OBT up until I officially scrapped him in 2020. october 6th, 2020 in fact (happy die day you little freak)! in old OBT his role was to be the son of rune and some rando from the luxio tribe in a one night stand, mostly to stir drama between her and kodali. later on it turned out that luxio had the same name as one of my partner's characters (a mew named Xander), and we joked about Xander shapeshifting into a Luxio and blending into the tribe and getting together with rune... and then I made doodles of a vulpix with fun little mew traits, and got attached to the idea! around that time I was gearing up for the reboot of OBT, so he's... well, I was gonna say alolan, but this was actually my first doodle of that fire opal vulpix concept!

and then I thought "actually it'd be more fun if he was kantonian and also will help differentiate his design from rune" which is where you get the current iteration of his design that I use for memeing purposes

then with this being in the reboot timeline, it meant it started intersecting and butting heads with other arcs I had planned. I can probably go more into detail with that once we're a bit further along in the story, but basically rune was A Little Cringe for the circumstances she ended up with xander in the reboot, which would've ended up giving akio a bit of tasty insecurity as he got older and realized he resembled his dad in several ways he didn't like.

one of those ways being that he was flirty, but didn't want to commit to having a family

but that said... these were all headcanons for akio when he was older, aka either in the epilogue of OBT or in a potential sequel. which would've meant I'd have to carry around a baby character that I didn't really have any strong feelings about, a character arc for rune that was fitting with the story less and less over time, all for an epilogue or sequel that may or may not have seen the light of day. don't get me wrong, i still LOVE the idea of exploring this type of arc. but... does it have to be rune's son? she has a bunch of other arcs to explore, and her experiencing motherhood was just complicating the story in a way that wasn't fun to write. overall, it stopped fitting with the themes of OBT and needed to be cut in order to tell the story I actually wanted to tell. so nowadays, akio is a funny little in-joke with myself as a remnant of a long forgotten storyline, and is floating around my brain like a dvd screensaver. maybe someday he'll find a home in a story (he'd be more likely to find another life in my original project before OBT), maybe I'll use him in some sort of RP/collab, or maybe he'll keep collecting dust. only time will tell!

#on borrowed time comic #ask-obt #ooc #akio

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prpfs · 1 month

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Buckle up for a long one folks! I'm listing every plot & ship dynamic I've been craving to do! 🌞

「🎐 ; 🕊️ & possible 🍪」 24, she/him, AFAB.

I mirror the length & detail of my partners! Super dead dove friendly—we can more than likely include your deepest darkest wants!

Looking for: fandomless MxM discord rp! Romance, smut, and happy ending is a must! (However toxic that may look like to our OCs) 🤭 NB charas welcome! AMAB anatomy only (I'm uncomf rping PiV).

I'm esp interested in writing a sub/bottom chara against your sadistic dom top! My muses will be inexperienced but never just moan! Expect some obscene dialogue when they're into it 😳! You'll have plenty to work w during smut.

Plots are divided by categories & are strictly formatted as [YC x MC] if listed as [Muse A x Muse B]

Brother Incest ft. YC = Older brother (OB)

　🦇 demon/priest (kinda🤣) ;; incubus!older brother who aims to retrieve his religious school attendee!younger brother, who was given up when he was born bc their parents thought he was too weak! The more sperm is pumped into the youngest, the more likely he’ll awaken his own demon powers!

　⏳ isekai / reincarnated / traveled back in time ;; after dying at the hands of his own older brother during adulthood, MC is given a second chance to get it right & prevent his fate—and wakes up as his childhood self. Cue doing everything as a kid to get on his OB’s good side, but OB only seems more cold and distant…? Little does MC know, OB is itching to get his hands on his cute little bro! (Maybe theyre both royalty, or part of a noble family of a supernatural species!)

Power Imbalance

　⭐️ Famous person x Fanboy/Up & coming figure in the same field ;; MC's hero worship being taken advantage of just cause or to sabotage their career!

　🔖 Troublesome author that's always putting off work x Fanboy newbie editor that was assigned to them

Enemies to Lovers

　 💎 Phantom thief x Detective ;; very cat and mouse w/ a suave teasingly flirty criminal and a serious stubborn newbie on the side of justice. Always trying to one up each other but thief ends up getting away each time! Bonus points if thief only messes w him bc their pasts are actually linked!

Likely Slow Burn

　💊 Death reaper x Boy in a coma

Some of these are more complex & I left out MUCHH more details to be discussed in DMs! 😋 Things can be adjusted or even combined as you like!

Kinks of focus: Sadomasochism, teasing, humiliation, degradation, 🍪, lots of dirty talk, dubcon, cnc, and forced orgasm.

I don't have many pre-made OCs so I usually make a new one for each rp. You can literally help me mold my OC to be your type if you want. & just cause my OC is submissive in bed, doesn't mean they'll be a Gary Stu!

Rules :

a long term 20+ high-energy partner who I can joke and be friends with

unashamedly enthusiastic about our rp ship (via spamming hcs & memes & other media)

not afraid of being too much

decisively contribute ideas to plotting

comfortable & confident enough to strongly communicate your rp needs and wants

keep up w my long plotting msgs

available for back-n-forth rping (NOT rapid fire) some days!

Don't like if you'll just ghost; speak up if you've changed your mind!

Respect my time and I'll respect yours! Thank you!

like if you're interested and op will reach out

#oc rp #mxm rp #gay rp #oc roleplay #original rp #fandomless roleplay #fandomless rp #1x1 rp #dead dove

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hellzcominwithme · 19 days

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🐶☠️ ✋

ask memes. || munday no-no and yes-yes list! @polterxgheist-a 1: send 🐶 for a role play related pet peeve.

ooc. i don't think i have TOO too many that apply for people on here, but when i was rping on twitter, people took smut/flirty interactions as an open invite to start behaving that way towards me. like they thought mun/muse were the same person. shits happened FAR too many times to count. instant ick.

2: send ☠️ for something that will result in a instant unfollow from you.

ooc. ofc any signs of bigotry and general jackassery. pretty standard stuff! my bars pretty low. like, just be a decent human being and you're probably fine!

3: send ✋ for a prompt/plot/concept/ anything you refuse to role play.

ooc. again, not something i deal with here, but outside of tumblr, i've had a handful of folks uhhhh wanting to change the genitals of my characters. which always felt really weird to me and it was an instant rp turnoff. with eros specifically, he's a trans man. he doesn't want bottom surgery. it just always rubbed me the wrong way, y'know?

#polterxgheist-a #ooc.#asks.

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cheshire-shuntaro · 10 months

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Name is Chishiya Shuntarō, currently a doctor residing at The Beach, before I found myself in these lands I was a student of medicine with major in neuroscience. Despite a common belief around here I am not a cat.

♦ GENERAL ♦

♦ This RP blog contains mature themes, so, please for the love of Zeus, be 18 before you interact, aight?

♦ I'm doing this purely for fun (and the ability to be an apathetic asshole), don't take it personally.

♦ We love asks/RP memes here but I do need to be in a mood to answer those, so if I reblogged a meme and haven't replied to your request yet, my apologies, longer, narratively driven threads will usually have priority in my mind.

♦ My activity fluctuates very much. Life and shit happens, so if I'm not active, just wait patiently until I reappear again.

♦ Active threads: 1. Chishiya x Andromeda with @andromedagarcia

2. Chishiya x Airi with @airi-of-hearts

3. Chishiya x Soma with @somatheking

♦SHIPPING RULES ♦

♦ Shipping will be based on, first, how our character vibe, second on how we vibe as writing partners - OOC.

♦ If you do want to have a ship with Chishiya do approach me OOC first so that we could discuss it beforehand, do not spring it out on me out of nowhere.

♦ If you are a MOSTLY self-insert character, I am not going to be open to shipping with you, any other interactions between our muses are welcome.

♦ My muse will be flirty towards anyone he deems interesting.

♦ ABOUT THE MUN ♦

Matt/Mateo (he/they), 26, just a lil guy who loves writing and roleplay in general. I know I play an asshole and have been told that I am intimidating, but I really am not. Scout's honor, I don't bite, text me stupid memes.

#cheshireshuntaro #aib rp #alice in borderlands roleplay

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sclvged · 13 days

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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐑. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME : Katers! I've also gone by Catie here though. Just my nickname.

PRONOUNS : she/her, feel free to use they/them if it's easier for you though !! I don't mind.

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : i LOVE communicating OOC. In fact, being close OOC drums up my muse. I'm obsessed with plotting a million threads. i highly prefer discord over tumblr ims and sometimes i'll rp there too! also I just want to be your friend sooo

NAME OF MUSE(S) : Bobby Singer (canon) and Allie Smith (OC).

BEST EXPERIENCE : I have my best experience nearly everyday here with my friendos. 💛💛💛 but I must admit that the backup I had yesterday with the anon hate was so, so heartwarming.

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : Pressing for replies or pushing for specific outcomes in threads (let the river flooow - totally different from plotting). Also plot plot plot! It's tough for plotting to be one-sided. Usually I don't have a ton of dealbreakers other than that. Though, if I can tell you're only interested in Bobby and not Allie then I'll shake my head and feel meh about our threads.

MUSE PREFERENCES : Multifaceted, flawed muses with a theme of found family and deep loyalty.

PLOTS OR MEMES : Plotting 100%. I love plotting and getting invested in our characters. Sometimes I'm in and out of messaging because of life but right now I seem to be coming back in full swing! Memes are lovely too but I really thrive in intricate plots and screaming about our connections. Plus I'm obsessed with pinterest (and long threads)

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : Usually long but I really enjoy adjusting to my partner's preference. Some enjoy one-liners, just dialogue, or a short paragraph and that's okay! The interaction is still a blessing. 💛 If we all had the time in the world I'd even go as far as to say I'd lean into novella more.

BEST TIME TO WRITE : it's up in the air for me. Sometimes it's during the day, sometimes the weekends, sometimes evenings, sometimes 3am with my raggedy face in front of the screen.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : I like to think so! Bobby certainly comes from my inner need to protect those around me and give home to the people that I love. I also have a found family dynamic in my life, so it is easy to pull him from my experiences. Allie is my baby and we have a lot in common - I'm not afraid to say that, but mainly because her character is a parallel for women's issues and how trauma changes us overtime. The experience of womanhood and the treatment of women in media. Plus, I'm also flirty and funny. (and obviously humble)

TAGGED BY: @murderdeals

TAGGING: @kindofuneven, @bloodybcrbie, @bloodsalted, @ruinedmyself, @qapsiel, @snnynatural, @tobeblamed, @unbearablyindifferent, @citizenstarlight, @innerwar

#ooc ~ dash game!

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ghostmemesource · 9 months

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👻୧‿︵‿︵ sweet nothings sentence starters

send in one of the prompts below for my muse’s response. it’s a mixture of platonic, shippy, and smutty. you may specify intentions if you’d like.

❝ you're the most beautiful thing in the world. ❞

❝ let me look at you. ❞

❝ don't hide from me. ❞

❝ tell me that i'm yours. ❞

❝ i want you to be all mine. ❞

❝ all i want is you. ❞

❝ i love you. ❞

❝ you deserve the world. ❞

❝ i'm nothing without you. ❞

❝ i'll do everything to keep you safe and warm. ❞

❝ i can't take my eyes off of you. ❞

❝ in every lifetime i'm yours. ❞

❝ they can try to hurt you but they'll have to get through me first. ❞

❝ i don't care about what you've done. i only care about you. ❞

❝ i don't want to see another day without telling you that i love you. ❞

❝ if i die tomorrow i hope it's in your arms. ❞

❝ i like being this close to you. ❞

❝ you make me feel safe with you. ❞

❝ do you feel the way you make my heart race? ❞

❝ all of my choices led me here to you. ❞

❝ you'll always be safe with me. ❞

❝ i love the way you laugh. ❞

❝ i always smile when i'm around you. ❞

#rp meme #rp memes #sentence starters rp meme #fluffy rp meme #fluff rp meme #flirty rp meme #flirting rp meme #shippy rp meme #ship rp meme

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unfinishedjulyrain · 2 months

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME?: Dana

PRONOUNS?: she / her

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: IM and discord - I am slow on both, my apologies!!

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Miran, Hana, Adelaide, Fenrir, Mari, Donghyun lately too haha but I guess mostly Miran - even if she is not really present here! Trust me, she is very active in the bg lol

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: Uhmmm I think it's already 11 years since I first got in touch with tumblr rp!

BEST EXPERIENCE?: Definitely now on this account with the people I know now. While one friend isn't active here atm, I met her and also @temporalobjects more than two years ago and I'm just glad I got to know them and the other kind and patient souls! Even if I don't write a lot these days, the bonds are there, with muns and muses so trust me, on my side, the interest is always strong! It just needs to align with my current situation ;w;

RP PET PEEVES?: Trust me, I know guilt tripping when it happens and it happened to me often enough. It comes in various forms and I also had to learn how to stop myself from doing the same thing so I guess I'm kind of sensitive towards this topic. Also, never responding to a starter when I ( and people in general ) state they would rather not have people like things if they don't answer. Things can fall through after one or two replies, that totally happens! But at least we tested things out instead of never trying, right?

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: Plot driven smut is totally fine with me - I do have flirty, sexually more active muses ( in the sense that their personality is more open minded and blunt ) and even the shy ones love it at times! But fluff and angst are and will always be my prefered ones ( Miran, looking at me with evil eyes....)

PLOTS OR MEMES?: Both but due to my current circumstances I guess I tend to do more meme driven things. However, if I chat with you and we do so on a more or less regular basis, plots can happen! And I am totally alright with them being plots only for the time being!

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: Both! I think it depends on a lot of things so unless my brain is fried, I try my best to match the length!

TIME TO WRITE?: Tbh, I'm trying to find the best time for myself. For a while, I thought evening was best but now I think I might even spread replies throughout the day since I haven't been able to focus on them the way I usually do ( one hour just writing etc. ).

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: I put a little bit of myself in every muse I think. A character trait, a hobby, a favorite dish, that sort of thing. But if I had to name one or two muses... hm, I think I'd name Adelaide and Tadashi.

tagged by @temporalobjects tagging @lunaxriax / @xneverendingchaosx / @dencesin / @mournus / @levantcrs / @celestialshearts / @r3dblccd / @star-paths / @officerconners / @svnandmccn

#( * ooc; after the rain )#this isn't... deep at all #not that it has to be but... my brain is not braining

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wyvern-flames · 10 months

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𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 - 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒, 𝑊𝑦𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛

Semi-Selective, Spoiler Heavy but tagged, 25 y/o mun, Under Construction

♞ Important Notes below for Mobile! ♞

I. hello there! my name is kuroki! i am 25 years old and have been roleplaying around tumblr for quite a while. i have many blogs around and cannot seem to stop making more. hopefully, you can enjoy your stay here for as logn as it lasts!

II. i am semi-selective, oc, duplicates, canon and crossover friendly! i am also more than happy to receive interactions/asks/requests from personal blogs, as long as you respect the other roleplayer's privacy during interactions. chances are, if you follow me, i will be following you back (unless your rules are too complex for me to follow.)

III. though i do not know how to edit or make icons (and whenever i do, it is catastrophic,) i will be trying my best to make some for clive. if you find that the posts are iconless, i probably gave up trying. aside from that, i am only recently starting to rp/write smut, i usually try to avoid it unless i am suddenly comfortable to try it (or unless the other person doesn't mind me not being experienced writing it.) normally, i prefer to keep things sfw unless really needed so as to not embarrass myself. even so, you can be flirty or suggestive, that’s totally fine. if we somehow end up requiring nsfw down the road, we could discuss it and work it out. as you may have expected, this blog will have dark themes, that includes potential triggering content (will try to tag but may forget sometimes,) so please tread carefully.

IV. very important to note that my portrayal of clive rosfield might be slightly different from others, especially with the tone and usage of words as i follow (and play) the latin spanish dub of the game (it's so excellent, i could not ignore it) and have noticed a few changes on what the characters say (for example: slight location name changes, though those i will look up and follow the english translation to avoid confusion. other than that, some flavor text that i am sure i have already adopted.) i will understand if you refuse to interact because of it, just make sure to softblock or hardblock if i followed you and you do not wish to interact so i don't accidentally either re-follow you or try to interact with you.

V. feel free to send me a message or follow back if you want to roleplay or just ask anything if you’re curious about clive or my portrayal of him. i also accept anonymous questions, random memes, and random starters!

VI. my face-claim is Ritsu Namine and i can roleplay in both English and Latin Spanish. the icons used are made with poohsources's aquila psd and the screenshots were provided by capsource.

#pinned post

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dacelonovae · 5 months

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info post

avatar from picrew.me/en/image_maker/1920418

muses (this is a very loose list, i might write other chars & update this list occasionally)

astarion (baldurs gate 3)

karlach (baldurs gate 3)

natanael (baldurs gate 3 Tav oc)

emet-selch (ffxiv)

symphanie (ffxiv wol oc)

muse grab bag (im not that confident in these but hey we're all having fun here)

[dame aylin, tara (the tressym), shadowheart, nym orlith, sorn orlith], [clive rosfield, dion lesage], [urianger, the crystal exarch, venat]

rules/bios under cut

Rules

no gods no masters

happy to rp with OCs

no autoship please but we can see where things go!

some of my muses don't care about your boundaries, but i always do. if you're uncomfortable with where a thread is going please let me know and we can find a way to steer it elsewhere. that being said some of my muses can get nasty so keep that in mind

i will drop threads. often. it's not personal. if this will upset you, you might not want to write with me. but if you are really enjoying a thread and i haven't responded, feel free to poke me about it

you are welcome to interact with me whether i follow you or not

i don't rp smut, i just don't enjoy it. flirting/sexual implications/getting right up to sex and ending a thread or cutting to the next scene are all fine i just don't want to go into detail. if you're not sure where the line is here feel free to push it, i'll cut it off myself if i don't want to continue the scene.

please specify a character if you send me an ask meme or something. even if that specification is a choice of chars or 'pick whoever you want.'

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(Thorinduil) “May I kiss you?”

Thorin doesn’t drink much because he’s a flirty/complimentary/sensual drunk; Thranduil finds this out the hard way (literally) when he shares his Dorwinion

Written using these prompts from @buzzin-rp-memes’s Kisses! Kisses! Kisses!

“May I kiss you?”

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you for a long time.”

“Who cares if someone sees us?”

“That was nice..”

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“May I kiss you?”

Thranduil pauses as he lifts his chalice for the millionth time that chill evening. He’s sitting in his portable throne—something that he brought that he KNOWS makes him seem stuck-up and full of himself; but he couldn’t care LESS when it’s a reminder of home, a comfort, and (as, mercifully, Bard has come to see) the only seat in Dale capable of seating his inhumanly proportioned ass—beneath the naked eaves of a bald cypress tree, the knobbly knees of which wind about him like the loving arms of an old friend (which, to be fair, she IS; he’d actually planted her here with Girion, himself, as an elvish sign of alliance—it pleases him greatly to know that she has, somehow, managed to catch back during the passed few decades and, thus, made a point to sit with her and chat). There’s a single flower in full bloom resting upon his crown—a gift from her bald cypress facilitated by his elven earth magic—which is no longer the mithril circlet of war that he recently road around with as a near permanent fixture.

It is wonderful to be free of it again.

(He abhors war.)

Blinking slowly, Thranduil carefully lowers his chalice onto the proffered gnarled root that’s risen astride his movable throne like it is a perfectly normal table (which, to be fair, it is—for him and his people) and studies the dwarf before him. Thorin Oakenshield has survived the Battle of Five Armies with grievous wounds (most notably: the hole in his foot and the OTHER hole in his bloody CHEST) and his people's infamously stubborn dwarvish spirit: while he suffered delirium for several days during his recovery, he was deemed more than able to drink recently by a host of both dwarven and elven healers—not that he’d’ve listened, anyway, to Thranduil’s people if they’d recommended any more bedrest.

(Foolish creatures, dwarrows...)

“I beg your pardon, King Under the Mountain,” the Elvenking asks with measure, pale eyes widening to soften his studious stare. There does not seem anything... overly wrong with the boy-king: certainly, he is unbelievably drunk; but, really, what else would he be with Thranduil’s precious Dorwinion in his belly?

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you for a long time. May I?”

Thranduil’s eyes are no longer wide for an illusion’s sake: they are simply wide; awed and round and quite possibly shining with unbridledly rising emotions—most notably shock, alarm, and fear (because, surely, not even a dwarf—THORIN—would be so cruel?). He isn’t entirely sure he heard the other right; so, he quietly inquires, “H-have you?”

Thorin nods, drunk on wine and ale and mead and his own enthusiasm (probably), “Ev’r since I met you... enchanting... creature~”

He breaks off into giggles, there, eyes shining like Long Lake under the starlight. His voice, which had been holding up surprisingly well for how drunk he is, slows and slurs as he begins to unwind under her bald cypress’ bare branches and lean untensely upon her risen roots as neither tree nor elf has ever seen before—not of dwarrows, at least, and even less of Thorin Oakenshield.

Perhaps he should never allow him near Dorwinion again...?

“I... I thank you,” the Elvenking murmurs, face somewhat flushed with fluster: he’s never been the one people flock to for such things—never been the one others call such things—and certainly never with such honest REVERENCE. Rather, it’s always been Galadriel (whom, yes, for all that he hates the Noldor Witch, does truly deserve it because she is as beautiful as she is powerful—unlike him...) and Thingol (another far more deserving than him of such things for he ruled what is still considered the greatest kingdom in all of Ardhon kindly and lovingly with Melian, a Maia akin to Yavanna herself, powerfully beside him); people so far out of his reach that he had never dared to hope that he’d one day be counted among them—least of all by the favor of a DWARF.

Even less by Thorin Oakenshield.

“However, I do not think this is a good idea.” He glances nervously away, catching the concerned eyes of his general, Feren, and smiling shakily at him. He raises a gentling palm to stay him where he is, not wanting to cause a scene after all they’ve done to bring The North to peace, before looking back at Thorin.

The dwarf seems to have misunderstood his reason for looking Feren’s way: “Who caaares... if someone sees us???”

Suddenly realizing the boy-king is RIGHT—ANYONE could see them out here, in the open, where an elf should feel safe and secure but Thranduil DOESN’T—the King of the Woodland Realm blushes bruisingly and bows his head. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wishes for more wine.

And less for Thorin.

“I care...” He fidgets after his quiet confession and silently wonders why that is: he is king and so is Thorin: they should be able to do what they want—ESPECIALLY if it would likely benefit their people; and wouldn’t this?

A union, of sorts, between their normally on-the-cusp-of-war realms?

But, no, it would not; chiefly because it would not be a real union: just a kiss. And, worse yet, it would be a kiss shared between a drunk dwarf and a sober elf.

There is no way that would go over well.

“I do not wish to make anyone angry,” Thranduil tries to explain, wondering why while he does it as—obviously—Thorin is drunk and probably less reasonable than he normally is (which, honestly, was never very much to begin with). Peripherally, he figures it is simply out of habit born of both logic and his father (“Remember, ion,” his beloved adar had once said [for he really only ever need say something once to his quick-learning son], “There will be times when you and others do not see eye-to-eye; and, during those times, it is best not to ire: either explain your reasoning in the hopes that they will change their minds or explain yourself to everyone else so that THEY will understand what you see and either choose to follow you, instead, or not, later on, begrudge you.”).

(His father always had the greatest advice.)

(He really misses him in these moments.)

(Always, he misses him.)

(But thus especially.)

“Then, kiss me,” Thorin urges, voice deep and husky and wanting—of him and his kiss and his SOMETHING hidden within it—and weirdly, hotly, DOING things it has no business doing to anyone let alone someone Thorin supposedly hates.

(No, not supposedly: he DOES hate Thranduil and that is just another reason whatever is happening shouldn’t be and the Elvenking must refuse him.)

(Even if he suddenly realizes he does not really WANT to...)

“I can not...” Thranduil shakes his head, voice soft but eyes, he knows, staring—imploring. He wonders what that would be like—FEEL like: Thorin’s pale lips APPEAR soft enough; but Thranduil has not kissed many but his wife and... other than them, Thorin’s lips seem rougher and more weathered by time or age; and his BEARD, O, it looks nothing like what he has felt before so...

No; no, he can not think like this.

He can NOT—!

Thranduil’s heart flutters where it lies in the center of his forest, buried under tree and leaf and frost a plenty, and surrounded by slumbering spring blossoms: Thorin’s lips really ARE soft.

And warm—wonderfully so. They taste like wine, honey (from their mead), meat, and the sweet flesh of a nut (oak, perhaps? like his namesake? Mirkwood’s white oak acorns ARE a favorite of his people when boiled or ground to flour). He was right about the wear and tear: there is no luxury, here, in this warrior turned boy-king; and it feels wonderfully rakish against his own silken lips.

And his BEARD!

O—it is incredible! Rough and burning and biting and raking, like hard grass or the thinnest of needle leaves, and yet still soft like moss and terrycloth and FUR.

Thranduil moans, entire body shivering with succulent sensations, and whimpers as Thorin takes advantage of his now gaping mouth and plunders the depth of it with a ferocity that only serves to further take the Elfking’s breath away.

His knees go weak and it occurs to him that he’d probably be falling onto them were it not for his portable throne and the protectively twining roots of her kind and supportive bald cypress. He whines and jolts as the dizzyingly thick tongue in his mouth flicks about his teeth and tastes his cheeks and caresses his palate.

And then there’s a hand on his throat: one that’s thick as the tongue and as hot; one that’s as strong and rough as a tree’s trunk but warm like the summer sun; one that’s more than capable of strangling him seabound but doesn’t even try to—instead, it caresses the length of his neck, callouses catching on soft skin, and pets him as one does something particularly loved; and, again, his knees weak and his voice weeps and his eyes wane as his whole being whines and wants.

And then it’s over. Thorin’s pulling back with a drunken dreamy smile on his face, the weathered palm of his hand cupping and curving about Thranduil’s dry throat like an old and worn-out leather collar that’s startling and frightening and comforting all at once—like it’s always been there and yet never was.

And must/should/HAS to now STAY and never leave him.

“That was nice...” The Dwarfking’s voice is as dazed as his face, eyes warm and soft like sunbaked sand and sea and, for a moment, his elven counter wonders about that—about how calm and comforting and CLEAR he it all is—and if, perhaps, this is what prompts so many other elves before him to GO: to SAIL.

And if, perhaps, this is why HE has never felt it—heard that soothing song.

Why would he if his home sounds so much better? If THORIN feels better.

Thranduil feels his face flush straight through to the tips of his gently curled ears and looks anywhere but the beautiful smiling dwarf before him; “O-oh?”

“Yea,” Thorin nods, hair bouncing gaily with his enthused nod. Feren’s nerves and fears are so strong Thranduil can feel them just as well as the air heated between himself and his the dwarf; and he forces himself to lift his staying palm again to prevent his general from slaying his counterpart where he stands.

Sadly, Bard is the only thing capable of staying Dain, right now, and, while sober, he’s only thus enough to haphazardly grab the Ironhills’ dwarf by the shoulder, not enough to shut him up: “Fuck ye dain!?!?!?”

“Kissin’ my gorgeous elf!” Thranduil bruises under the intensity of his own blush, entire body constricting as everyone gapes at both Thorin’s brazen words and the utterly blinding (however drunken) grin plastered across his ruddy face.

The Dorwinion must have really gotten to him.

Is still getting to him: “We should do it again!”

“Uuugh...” Thorin groans and it sounds like he’s about to throw up (yet again...), “I am NEVER drinking Dorwinion again...”

“Good,” Thranduil quietly clips, deft fingers cleaning the beginnings of sweat from the dwarf’s brow. “Because I am never sharing so much as a drop with you, again. Honestly...” Silvery eyes focus on their task to the point of obsessiveness, ensuring that they do not stray towards the slightly parted and panting lips boasted by the rosy-cheeked ruffian under his care or his dark lake eyes.

He can feel them staring, though; inquiring.

“... Do you...” The Elvenking shifts, face flushing again as flashes of last night attack him with a heat far more pleasant but just as frightening as dragon fire, “Remember... anything that you did...?” He rings out his cotton handkerchief but does not use it, letting it rest and cool his person through his beating fingers.

Thorin is silent for a long moment; then he hums quietly, “... I kissed you.”

“You did.” Thranduil breathes deeply so he doesn’t bite his lip, worry it and thus show how badly aforementioned action affected him.

“Did you hate it?”

Thorin’s own question, what his eyes had been inquiring this whole time, catches his elven counter off guard. Thranduil turns, finally, to stare back at him, face flushing again with some mix of passion, shame, and DESIRE. “... No...”

“Would you oppose me doing it again?”

“I will not give you more wine.” He’s firm, the statement of all statements, and looks away to hide his hurt. The reminder that Thorin was nothing but a drunk last night and thus probably would have kissed anyone—including Galadriel, probably, like anyone else would prefer after meeting her; or Elrond, even—leaves a sourness in his stomach and a burn in his eyes that feels like dragon.

There is only ever death and dragon in his life—“I meant the kiss, idiot.”

Thranduil stares at him. He didn’t even realize he’d moved his head.

“Would you oppose me kissing you, again?”

Thranduil stares and stares and stares.

Finally, he swallows: “... No...”

Thorin grins, eyes wide and bright like a child and the midnight sky in spring.

He sits up and gently grasps the slightly wobbly chin of the ancient Elvenking.

Then, he kisses him like he really meant to—like he’s really always wanted to—and smiles into it—into the lips of his One—because this isn’t JUST a kiss—more than just a press of lips—but a PROMISE: “Good; for there will be more—MUCH more.”

(And so there was: many, MANY, years of much, MUCH more kisses; and love.)

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