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Art requires a Muse
#someone be my muse ASAP#a e s t h e t i c#intimate#hot as fuck#desire#sexy content#body art#couple aesthetic#sexy tease#intimacy#pale aesthetic#nude art#art#artwork#art nude#nude photos#nudity#artistic nude#nudephotography#drawing#body goals#sketching#aesthetics#so freaking hot
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hiii! could you please write a regulus black x potter! reader? maybe something like reg and reader secretly going out and getting discovered by James?
thank you!! have an amazing day 💗💗
his muse (pt. one)
regulus black x reader
fluff / angst
cw: unedited as always 😌, a sex joke but it’s a titanic reference lol, marauders being overprotective, kissing, cuddling, someone may threaten to pull out someone’s teeth and put them on a necklace (it seemed like a very regulus threat), artist!regulus because 🥰
summary: you’re the honorary little sister of the infamous marauders; what happens when they catch you with a certain someone?
notes: hey love, thank you so much for the request!! just so you know, i don’t like to write readers to be related to another character, because i want my readers be able to relate to the ‘reader character’ without altering their preferred fancast for another one based on things like race or ethnicity. that is totally on me for not putting that in my request post and i will do that asap, but i hope you enjoy this anyway <33
more notes: i did get just a tad bit carried away and decided to divide this request into two parts, just to make it less overwhelming for me and y’all as well. anyways, enjoy <333
“oh reggie, paint me like one of your french girls,” you giggled, draping yourself dramatically across regulus’ pristine sheets.
he looked up from his sketchbook, brow furrowed in a way that made you want to kiss him until you both passed out from lack of oxygen.
god, you loved him.
“what?” he asked.
“nothing.”
evan and barty had both left the slytherin dorms, off to some place or another, giving you the perfect opportunity for some alone time with your lovely boyfriend. you’ve made sure to do this at least once a week since you started dating in your fourth year. now that you’ve reached sixth year, the tradition had only grown more cherished; precious were the moments spent with someone you’d been otherwise forbidden to see.
“he’s dangerous, (y/n),” sirius insisted, only just finished with his dramatic act of fake vomiting. you had made the grave mistake of assuming your friend would have a normal reaction upon hearing who had asked you to the yule ball.
“a slytherin, (y/n), how could you?” james moaned, collapsing onto the auto-man like he was faint in the heart. “you have been my little sister all my life—”
“you met me when you were twelve and we are not related,” you corrected.
james feigned offense. “how dare you question our bond? blood does not matter! we are family and that is that, young lady.”
“leave her alone, the both of you,” remus laughed, throwing an arm over your shoulder and pulling you to his chest. “our little girl had to grow up someday.”
sirius looked appalled. “not with my bastard, slimy, death eater of a brother—”
“he’s not a death eater, we’re fourteen!” you exclaimed, pouting dramatically at the older boy. “just one dance, i promise padfoot, if it’s that weird to you, i’ll never see him again.”
you lied.
sunlight peaked in through the curtains, the golden rays hitting regulus in such a way that made him look angelic. so focused on his sketchbook, glancing up every few moments to gaze at you like you were something to be revered.
you sat up in his bed, fiddling with the hem of his sweater that lay around your mid thighs; though you loved to, you rarely got the opportunity to wear reggie’s clothes, given sirius would recognize them in an instant. so, you took advantage of these moments whenever they came your way.
you loved wrapping yourself in the soft, strong, warm smell of him: minty cologne, sea salt, and pine trees. the scent was practically woven in the fabric, making everything feel so much softer, so much more him.
you did have a couple shirts and sweaters you’d stolen over the years, but they remained in your dorm at all times.
well, mostly.
it was a moment of stupidity. a dreary saturday morning, a hogsmeade trip, and you had slept in. naturally, you had to rush out of your dorm to get to breakfast in time; but, you didn’t need to change, did you?
why not wear the sweater you had slept in and save yourself a little time?
so, after changing into more appropriate pants, you made your way down the breakfast and sat in your regular spot; in between remus and james, and smack dab across from sirius.
he noticed his brothers favorite sweater the second you sat down.
“what’s that?”
you’d barely sat down by the time sirius spoke and continued making your morning coffee as the group grew silent around you. finally looking up, you glanced between your friends in confusion.
“what’s what?”
you lifted your sleeve to rub your nose, breathing in quickly through your stuffed up sinuses; stupid fall allergies.
you froze as the familiar sent cooled your insides, eyes darting over to the slytherin table across the great hall.
oh.
that’s ‘what’s what’.
“who’s jumper is that, (y/n)?” james asked, arm draping over your shoulders to tug the sleeve on the other side. “doesn’t look like one of mine—”
“or mine,” sirius chimed.
“or mine,” peter chirped, though you hardly stole borrowed his sweaters anyways (too scratchy).
“it’s mine!”
you were surprised to hear remus’ leap to your defense, as you knew damn well the sweater wrapped around you wasn’t his— still, you weren’t about to question it.
“mhm,” you hummed, taking a sip of your coffee, hoping the boys didn’t notice your shaking hands. “i don’t know what all that third degree was about, but i stole this from moony a month ago.”
“what’re you thinking about, lovely?”
regulus was suddenly just inches away from you, sketchbook tossed to the side, instead opting to look at his muse more close up.
“nothing,” you mumbled, smiling as he dipped down to kiss your collarbone, working his way up to your lips with featherlight kisses that made you wish you could stay with him forever.
though at this point, everything he did made you wish you could stay with him forever.
“you’re beautiful,” he whispered, eyes scanning every curve and point of your face like a work of art; his work of art, his muse.
he’ll never get tired of that word.
you breathed in deeply, the smell of him practically making you glow like some sort of protection charm; you’d never felt safer than you did with regulus near. you felt untouchable with him, like nothing could ever hurt you.
“what are you doing here?”
lovely.
a grating voice to disrupt your already terrible day.
“hey,” severus called. “i’m talking to you.”
you spun around, glaring at the greasy haired boy across from you with as much contempt at you could muster. “piss off, severus!” you shouted; you’d never bit back like this before, but the shocked look on his face was worth it. “really, cornering a younger student in an empty hallway? pretty cowardly, don’t you think?”
before you could debate the consequences of your actions, severus’ hand was gripping your cloaks and you were shoved up against the wall.
“you filthy little—”
just as quick as snapes hands were on you, they’d been torn off, and you scrunched to the ground. regulus shoved him up to the wall opposite you.
“defending your little mudblood, huh?”
“shut your filthy mouth about her or i swear on merlins grave, i will rip every single one of your teeth out and put them on a necklace like a string of fucking pearls,” regulus bit, baring his teeth like an emphasis to the threat. “you got that?”
that night, you ended up in a very similar position to where you were in now; wrapped up in your lovely boyfriends sweater, curled in his arms, and having sweet nothings whispered in your ear.
“y’know, i mean it when i say you are beautiful,” he muttered, pressing a kiss to your temple as he spoke, breath fanning over your face. it tickled, but you didn’t care; you just wanted to hear his voice. “breathtakingly gorgeous, inside and out.”
“really?” you teased, nuzzling your nose further into his chest, arms wrapped around his torso.
“really,” he laughed. “i could stay like this forever.”
you pouted, pulling yourself half on top of him. “but my daft friends just have to get in the way, don’t they?”
you hear a gasp from the doorway.
“did you just call us daft?”
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Hihi!! I really loved your professor!Draco hcs (and all of your draco fics, i think I've read them all lol) I was wondering if maybe you could write smut for professor!Draco? Maybe elaborate on the whole "sitting on his lap while he's working" thing?
Hi Anon. I’ve been wanting to write this as soon as I saw your ask because Professor Draco is my guilty pleasure. Sorry it took this long.
Take a Break, Professor Malfoy (D.M)
Summary: a one shot based off these head cannons (the reader is a little whiny here. Just saying)
Words: 2000ish
Warnings: smut, age gap (reader is 18+ and the gap is not too big), some form of degrading, pet names, cock warming, spanking if you look hard enough. 18+ Mature content, mature words, read at your own discretion. Also, there is consent from both parties at all times and this is not proofread.
A/n: Hi, I’m currently away from tumblr at the moment because my daytime job is busting my proverbial balls. If you see this, this post was on queue. I have a few fics on cue actually. I’ll get back to your messages and asks ASAP. 😭🥲
Masterlist
It’s a hot day.
It’s a day stowed right in between spring and summer where days are suddenly longer and sweaters are a thing of nuisance. Especially during the afternoon.
She's already peeled off her school sweater and tossed it carelessly under the foot of his large four poster bed. Her school tie lays next to all her other things slowly accumulating on his bedside table. He’s made space in his drawer for her to put her stuff in but she is tired from all her classes and the bedside table is closer.
“It’s such a lovely day outside.” She muses out loud, rolling on the bed and onto her back.
He doesn’t say anything. He hasn’t said anything for the last hour.
“I’m thinking picnic by the lake.” She tries to get his attention again. “What do you think?”
“Everyone will still be out.” He reminds her, without bothering to look up from the sack of papers in front of him.
“But I’m soooo bored, Draco.” She grumbles. Tendrils of her hair cascade off the edge of the bed and she blows a strand away to look at him.
Wire rimmed glasses rest on his nose and above his glasses, she can see his brows furrowed in concentration. His shirt sleeves are rolled up neatly and the corded veins on his forearm bulge just a little with every moment of his quill that is moving faster than the golden snitch.
He makes one last scribble and drops his quill back into the ink pot. The chair creaks against the floorboard when he turns his body to face her.
“Cmhere then.” He says, giving her a crooked grin that makes her feel lightheaded. “You can sit on my lap while I grade these papers.”
Hearing that, her body automatically leaps off the bed and darts towards his desk. She worries that she looks way too thrilled to be close to him but he doesn’t seem to mind.
A lazy smile is pulling on the corners of his mouth and his arms are wide open in anticipation.
She is quick to sink into his lap, her legs straddling him as she gets comfortable. When satisfied, she curls up into his chest and her face on the crook of his neck.
Long fingers brush her spine in gentle strokes and all the restlessness inside of her is put to an ease. She can fall asleep like this. She can die like this. She doesn’t even care.
It's terrifying how he holds so much power over her.
“You can fall asleep.” He murmurs against her earlobe as if reading her mind. “I’ll carry you to bed if you do.”
When she was a little girl, she’d fall asleep on her living room sofa and wake up snug and comfortable in her own bed. For a while, she had convinced herself that she was teleporting .But now, when she looks back, a nostalgic kind of sadness washes over in high tides because having someone to carry you to bed when you fall asleep in random places is a luxury.
She’d fallen asleep with her books sprawled on the rug of his room while he was away at a faculty meeting yesterday. When she’d woken up, she found herself on the bed. As snug as a bug.
She knows she can trust Draco to put her to bed but sleep is not what she wants.
What she wants is no sleep.
What she wants is for him to cast the silencing spell on the walls of this room and take her on his desk again. She wants him to fuck her brains out all night long,
“Don’t fight the sleep, sweetheart.” He whispers into her ears, his voice softer than lullaby. “You’ve had a long day.”
“You would know.” She grumbles, her eyes still closed. “You gave us an enormous report to write and submit by the end of this week. Who does that?”
“So you haven’t started on the report, I assume.”
“Nope.”
“May I ask why?” He asks. This whole time, his other hand hasn’t stopped grading papers.
“Oh, I was hoping to further my academic career by sucking off my professor.” She sighs against his neck, shifting her hips a little to get more comfortable.
They both know she’s only joking but still, he drops his quill and cups her arse in his palm. “Is that so?” He asks, giving it a squeeze.
“But then I changed my mind.” She peppers kisses along his throat. “I’m going to get up early tomorrow to go to the library. I have some books in mind that might help with the report.”
“Good girl.” He chuckles and kisses the top of her head before resuming his grading. She can tell he’s not impressed with any of the tests that were turned in because he keeps clicking his tongue and cursing at Salazar Slytherin.
“That’s it.” He sighs, exasperated. “Another one of these stupid answers that miss the fucking point and I’m done with my teaching career.”
She giggles and cups his frowning face in her hands. Her thumbs gently smooth out his creased brows and she leans in to place a kiss on his lips before removing his glasses.
His blue-gray eyes are so vivid up close that it robs her off her breath. His pupils dilate when they focus on her and just knowing that she is the center of his attention makes her incredibly giddy.
“Take a break, Professor Malfoy.”
~~~~~
Her voice is a soft silken caress on his heated skin. It feels like a crosswind, cooling him off and sedating him into a state of pure bliss.
“Can’t.” He replies, grabbing her firmly by the hips to still him when she starts to rub up against him.
He knows where this is going.
She’s a siren and the rhythm in which she grinds her hips is a siren song he isn’t capable of resisting.
“But I want you.” She says, her voice sounding like a near sob. “Look at how bad I want you, Draco.”
She holds his large hand in her small one and guides up her skirt. Slipping the fabric of her panties aside, she presses his hand against her clit.
“See?” She blinks her eyes so innocently at him that he loses it. She’s so wet her arousal is pooling down her inner thighs.
He allows his index finger to circle her clit and she arches her back in instant response.
“I need to finish grading those papers.” He says through his teeth, unsure if he’s telling her or reminding himself. His cock is jerking up, aroused at the wet sounds of her pussy and he has to will himself not to bend her on his desk and pound her till she is deliriously moaning his name.
“Please.” She is pleading now. The little brat is rolling her hips and chasing her orgasm by fucking herself on his fingers.
“Please what?” He asks, using his free hand to grip her arse to still her.
“Please, sir.” She chokes out, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She is right on the edge of her orgasm and the thought of her at his mercy gets him off.
There has always been this power dynamic at play since the very beginning. The imbalance of power is so prominent that he often wonders if he is corrupting her. Sometimes, he lies awake next to her after carrying her to bed and wonders if he is taking advantage of her.
But then she rolls to her side and snuggles up against him. She kisses his cheek and tells him that she loves him.
It’s always been about trust between them. He fucks her like a whore and runs her a hot bath afterwards. He massages her shoulders and gives her forehead kisses.
He just wants to take care of her. He wants to take her to dinner and buy her every stupid thing her heart desires.
“Are you going to come on my fingers, pretty girl?”
“Yes.” She moans, struggling to keep the friction going. When he looks at the desperation in her eyes, he wants to let her come but not before he punishes her for being bratty.
His hands strike her arse as she whimpers. “Yes what?”
“Yes, Sir.” She moans. “I want to come on your fingers.”
“Then come.” He growls, pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy. He knows she needs that extra stimulation on her clit so he uses his thumb to rub steady circles on it.
She is almost there. Her eyes are rolling back and she is clenching his fingers inside her tight little hole. He increases his pace and she makes that little whimper she always makes before she comes.
“My girl is such a filthy fucking slut. Fucking herself on her Professor’s fingers.” His hands strike as arse again. “Imagine what everyone will say if they ever find out.”
She’s panting. She’s falling apart.
“That gets you off, doesn’t it?” He murmurs against her neck. “Everyone knowing what a filthy little whore you really are.”
Her orgasm crashes through her in multiple waves. With each passing wave, she trembles and cries out his name. When she’s spent he pushes the strands of hair from her sweaty forehead away and places a loving kiss on top.
She opens her eyes and looks at him expectantly. Her lips curl up into a pout and he has to stifle a laugh.
“What?” Draco arches a brow at her.
“You didn’t fuck me.” She huffs, post climax sleepiness already making her eyelids droopy.
Draco contemplates his options for a bit. If he fucks her now, he’ll have to go to class with ungraded papers tomorrow.
He reaches for his belt buckle and undoes his zipper. When his achingly hard cock springs free, she instantly looks more awake.
Draco kisses her softly and begins pumping his cock in his fist.
“Are you going to fuck me, now?” She asks.
“No.” He smirks, lifting her so he can push his cock inside her. Slowly, he feels her velvet walls suck him in. She is clawing at his back, moaning.
She frees her left hand and places it on the lowermost area of her stomach. “Here.” She sighs. “You’re all the way up here, Draco.”
“Fuck.” He groans. “I will never finish grading these fucking papers if you say things like that.”
“But it’s true.” She whispers, grinding her hips.
“Sit still” He says, stilling her for the third time that day. “Sit still and let me finish grading these papers while my cock is inside of you. Then I’ll fuck you just the way you want it.”
Her eyes dance, calculating the pros and cons of his proposal. “Fine.” She snaps and sinks back into his chest and closes her eyes.
Draco kisses her one last time and goes back to grading his papers. Ever so often, he pauses to rub her clit. She grits her teeth but stays true to her word. She does not move one bit.
By the time he grades his last paper, she is sniffling against the crook of his neck. His heart aches at the sight so he carries her to bed.
“I’m going to make it up to you, sweet heart.” He brings her hands up to his mouth. He kisses her knuckles and her fingers. “I’m going to make you feel good.”
She sniffles and nods in response.
Draco spreads her legs apart and takes his time licking her pussy. When he gets another orgasm out of her, he lines himself up against her entrance and she sucks her breath in anticipation.
“I love you, you know that?” He whispers into her ears when he sinks inside of her. When he rocks into her in slow steady strokes, she abandons all control and gives him the reins.
“I love you too, Draco.�� Her breathy whisper tickles the side of his face.
The thing is, he’d do anything for her. His heart is at her mercy and he’s given her all the reins to his entire existence.
And even when he wraps his hand around the base of her throat, he knows this for a fact.
She’s in control.
She’s in control.
She’s in control.
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Hi, I'm Sah, 29, She/Her, CST, and looking for an 18+ roleplay partner for long-term plotting and ships!
I play as about 150+ muses and I am looking for anyone who just likes to write with more than one muse and like having multiple threads with various muses.
I am so cool with Canon x OC, Canon x Canon, and OC x OC. I love OCs! I only request that I play the male in the RP, as that's what I'm used to c:
My muse list is located here or (mobile list) here: https://sah1x1smuselist.tumblr.com/
https://sah1x1s.tumblr.com/muselist (if you're mobile)
Here's a general list of fandoms I write in:
DC
DISNEY
MARVEL
ROSWELL
EUPHORIA
STAR WARS
SHAMELESS
HISTORICAL
BLACK SAILS
HARRY POTTER
SUPERNATURAL
THE LAST OF US
TRIPLE FRONTIER
THE HUNGER GAMES
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
VARIOUS VIDEO GAMES
A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE
THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY
As well as fandomless or AUs!
I tend to type novella style, but I don't ask the same in return. Just give me something to work with, and we're gold! I use Tupp, but we don't have to, and I'll gladly make the server!
Honestly, I'm just looking to make some friends 😂
I am looking for someone who can RP frequently, at least 2-4 times a week. I’m somewhat fast at replies and usually get back to my partner ASAP.
Ideally, I'm looking for a long-term RP partner who would be interested in exploring multiple plots, threads, AUs, etc. I am also looking for someone comfortable with NSFW concepts, but optional!
Someone who doesn't mind OOC chatting or doing things like video games!
Interested parties can reach out to me on Discord; my username is justcallmesah, or here on Tumblr!
C:
justcallmesah
#eighteen and over#cst#ocxcanon#ocxcanon roleplay#ocxcanon rp#canonxcanon#canonxcanon roleplay#canonxcanon rp#ocxoc#ocxoc roleplay#ocxoc rp#oc#dc#disney#marvel#roswell#euphoria#star wars#shameless#historical#black sails#harry potter#supernatural#tlou#triple frontier#thg#tvd#asoiaf#tua
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i'm finally free until january fourth which means i should be around to write more and get to overdue dms ! i'm gonna get to current drafts gradually but here's a wishlist in case anyone wants to indulge me and my brain babies . . . please like this if you're interested and i'll get to you by the end of the week !
wanted concepts :
anything winter / christmas / new years eve . . . i need to get in the holiday spirit asap
maybe a mumu where there are workers and tourists at a ski resort or tourist-y town ??
strangers who share a nye midnight kiss and can't leave each other alone after
gen v inspired things / a mumu . . . i would prefer to play ocs but canons are welcome !
supernatural vibes ( as in creatures — not the show suhjskdij ) . . . can be serious or a little silly and goofy
road trip - esque plots ( i.e. our muses were road - tripping solo , met each other at a rest stop / gas station and decided to finish the trip together or two young adults / lovers / friends / siblings who don't feel like they fit in anywhere and decide to find their place in the world )
always a sl*t for fake dating or enemies to lovers
a costar for my actor muse . . . can go a million different ways
muses for any of my artsy babies ( i have a bunch of them ! )
battle of the bands . . . rival bands . . . musician things . . .
really anything from this tag .
muses i want to use asap :
apollo ortiz : small town guy who was a superstar in his prime , star baseball player , nearly drafted to the mlb but got injured and had to return home . currently teaches local high school / kiddie leagues and has a lot of anger in his heart . fc: jan luis castellanos .
adonis ' doni ' laurent : rich kid who grew up with shady parents who sheltered him from anyone and anything they didn't approve of . currently an actor ( can be aspiring or a - list depending on plot ) and has a bad habit of being dishonest . fc : harris dickinson .
victoria ' tori ' cabrera : my angel baby . . . my number one . . . i can never have too many plots with her . fashion intern , fashion student or stylist intern ( depends on plot ) with major mommy issues . a little spitfire who craves affection but has no idea what to do with it when she gets it . fc : nailea devora .
devon rhodes : an eccentric part - time art teacher and part - time art shop owner with a heart of gold . has no filter , lets whatever pops in her head fly out of her mouth or puts it into her art . still a bit new to me but i'm dying to write her . fc : taylor russell .
margot dai : very new . still fleshing her out . but a major aesthete who works in a florist shop and may even dabble in wedding planning . loves pretty things and watching them grow . would love to flesh her out with someone ! fc : havana rose liu .
malachi barone : very new x2 . i know very little about this man except that he's essentially a hermit , tends to come off as a bit pretentious and has an extensive knowledge of art as a curator . dying to write him and sort him out . fc : jeremy allen white .
#friendly reminder that i DO prefer to write on discord but tumblr is also fine . . . esp if ur giving me something from this list SIJKDD#indie rp#discord rp#rpc#1x1 rp#indie bi rp#*wishlist#pls be sure to read my rules !
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Freak Next Door: Part 1
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18+ only! Josh x OFC
Some Jon Bernthal goodness for a character I don't see a lot of fanfiction about. Sharp Stick was quite a movie, and those scenes now live rent free in my mind forever. Even if Josh was a loser.
Warnings: masturbation, voyeurism
@grippingbeskar This is YOUR fault. I am working on two different pieces right now, and you have been a muse. Thanks!
This is the first part I have written for a Sharp Stick fanfiction which will be inspired by this post by @chellestrash. I think Josh is pretty much a fuckboy of a character, but I would love to see someone torture him. In the fun ways. More to come ASAP - just getting my sea legs.
Comments welcome! Thank you!
Updated June 22nd
Josh stared open-mouthed out of the window. He had been doing this for days now - he'd wake up, say goodbye to his wife before she took the kids to daycare and climb back into the guest-room bed, sitting up against the headboard.
This window gave Josh a perfect view into his neighbor's bedroom. A room with a view, he mused.
After his last stunt with the babysitter, he was still in the dog house, and he had been relegated to the extra room on the opposite side of their home. Married, but in the same purgatory he had found himself in previously. Josh felt his heart clench as he thought about how that last affair had ended.
That wasn't his fault, though. There had been a lot of pressure on him, and with Heather the way she was... Still. He really hadn't meant for any of that to happen.
How long had it been? It must have been two years now.
Such a fuck up...he thought to himself, guilt filling every sense. In this moment, he even considered stopping, not going through with his new ritual, saving some sort of semblance of honor and decency for the mother of his children. But the memory of their first meeting always tugged him back into the filth and away from any honorable thought or intention.
Josh had first met her at a community barbecue down the street. He swallowed hard, running a hand lazily along his chest as he remembered her in that checkered blue and white bathing suit top, still wet from the pool. She had a smile that could dazzle, and he loved how her eyes crinkled at the sides when she threw her head back when she laughed. Josh remembered how he had unconsciously eyed the fabric clinging to her body, to every single curve.
Josh closed his eyes, thinking of the sweat that languidly dripped down her neck into the valley of her breasts as the sun shone gold through the wisps of her blond hair. He imagined himself running a tongue through that trail and a shudder ran through him.
Josh groaned, the self-depricating thoughts at war with the growing arousal in his stomach. That day... he remembered that woman's delicate fingers picking up a strawberry from the buffet table and sinking it in between her lips in a way he felt was meant for him. Her eyes were boring into him, this tight 30-year-old shamelessly making eye contact with him as her red lips pursed against the curve of the berry. Her eyes fluttered, rolling back as her teeth sank into the fruit. A small trail of juice had eeked out of the corner of her mouth. He had been halfway through raising a beer to his lips, and Yuri was blabbing away about his current hot piece, but that had stopped him in his tracks too.
'I said goddamn Josh, was she lookin' at you or me?' Yuri had nearly gasped these words out beside him. Josh hadn't known the answer.
His mind flipped back and forth from memory to reality, and Josh licked his lips, the memory of that damn barbecue sending an electric shock through his body. He pulled off his shirt, throwing it unceremoniously into a ball near the hamper. He bit his lip, waiting with trepedation and a little bit of guilt as he looked through the window into her bedroom.
From here, he could see her golden curls splayed on the sheets, her legs twisted in them. Josh dragged his hand from his neck down his own chest, his eyes closed for a moment, imagining her delicate hands following this very trail. His throat was so fucking dry as he tried to create what he imagined she would do...his finger tips barely putting pressure on his skin, alternating from petting to a slow, light draw of fingernails.
Josh felt his phone vibrate as the 10am alarm sounded. His eyes opened lazily as he sent the alarm into oblivion. She'd be waking up any second now. His eyes darted back, praising whatever diety allowed the bedroom a view straight into her bed.
His breath caught in his chest as he saw a pair of legs slide up. She was awake. He was thankful that the curtains allowed this small space where he could see her in bed. That woman always slept naked, and seeing her legs emerge sent a jolt straight to his growing arousal. He could see her hand lazily playing with the inside of her legs, and he imagined the murmurs she might make if his hands replaced hers. Josh stiffened, watching her sit up in bed. They were nearly facing one another, the distance seeming paradoxically close and yet so so far as he watched her fingers squeeze around her breast and then trail down her stomach to the curls below. He wondered if she tasted sweet like that strawberry, wondered how it would feel to have her grinding herself into his mouth as he cleaned the juices from her. He groaned softly, his hips rising slightly at the thought of being in between those legs, gripping her thick thighs.
Another whsipered moan escaped his lips, all thoughts of resistance chased away in a moment. He jerked his sweatpants down just above his knees and streched out his legs. He spat into his hand, pumping his length lazily a few times before turning his eyes back to her, who was mirroring him now, her back against her headboard and fingers slipping in and out of her.
He choked as his length pulsed, seeing her slowly raise her hips to meet her hand. He hoped that her eyes were closed, afraid of the consequences of her realizing his little fantasy. But Josh wanted nothing more than see her gaze cutting into him, burning him, making him squirm. His grip tightened, and he released a breath he had been holding in earnest.
Her lips were curled into a smile though slightly parted, and he watched her hand circling her clit. He moaned softly, watching her alternate between her clit and sliding a finger into her own folds. He could tell she was moaning from the way her chest rose and fell, by how her hips rose off the bed.
He looked down at himself for a moment, considering how it would look to have her fingers wrapped around his length. His grip tightened, and the pleasure was double edged. He continued to slide his hand in time with her motions, and his mouth hung open as he saw her plunge two fingers into herself. He could see everything, and the pressure building within him made his stomach tight. His grip was firm and deliberate. He was not rushing, yet.
God, she was beautiful. He praised her in his mind, his eyes locked on her hands and how her hips rose as she pumped her fingers. He felt his release on the horizon, and moaned softly as she continued her assault.
Josh felt his end approaching, the pre-cum leaking and mixing with his spit as his speed increased. He imagined what those breathy moans would sound like if he were the one sinking his digits into her, the one licking up and down her slit before taking her clit between is lips and sucking gently. He groaned again, his speed increasing as his eyes locked on her face.
He moved away from the headboard, his legs hanging off the side of the bed as he ached to get a closer look at her as he came. He felt a shot of panic run through him as their eyes made contact. He was unsure if she'd actually seen him until she too began to scoot away from her headboard and closer to the window, knees up and legs perched at the edge of the bed as she fucked herself for his eyes only. Her eyes were alternating from her own body to him, and her other hand slipping a pair of fingers into her mouth.
Josh gasped, imagining the filthy sounds he imagined she would make. His minstrations became erratic as the woman next door laid on her back, her hips bucking up as she fucked herself for him. He watched his cock jump, his hands tightening and releasing pressure as he considered how she would feel under him, panting and mewling. When his eyes returned to the window, she was leaning back on her elbows, looking straight back at him. Her fingers were still plunged inside her, and he watched as she pumped them quickly before her other hand joined in order to rub quickly against her bud. The quiet of the morning allowed the muffled sounds of her moans to drift into the room, and Josh groaned again, his insides twisting with pleasure. He watched as she threw her head back, thrusting into herself as her hips jumped forward.
He gasped, an "Oh fuck" escaped his lips before he threw his head back. He moaned as his cock throbbed in his hands, cumming over his own stomach. He felt his cum as it landed on the sweated sheen of his chest. He couldn't stop the grip of his hand, unrelenting as he came hard, even as the orgasm began to abate. He felt a little pathetic, hearing his own breathy moans as he fucked himself life a teenager. As he finished, he did feel the knots in his stomach release just slightly. Josh's eyes were momentarily fixed on the mess on himself, a feeling of slight shame and nervousness as he thought of how his eyes had locked with hers.
He didn't know if he should move, hide the evidence of what he had been doing as he watched her. He bit his lip and chanced a peek back up. She was looking straight at him, her mouth opened with a look of gasping elation.
Josh slowly threw his legs over the side of the guest bed and walked to the window, unable to take his eyes off the quivering mess in that beautiful woman's hands. He swallowed hard seeing the look in her eyes.
She didn't look completely satisfied, and the idea both thrilled and terrified him. He still hoped in the back of his mind that he was imagining her eyes boring into his. Perhaps she was just staring into space, overcome with pleasure like he had been.
However, his breath caught when she slowly slid off the bed and approached her window. The space between the houses couldn't be more than 30 feet, and he groaned as she raised a hand to wave, a playful grin spreading across her face.
Oh fuck.
#jon bernthal smut#sharpstick fanfiction#jon bernthal#here we go again#jon bernthal fanfiction#sharp stick#sharp stick josh#sharp stick josh smut
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20+, looking for 20+ partners | hey all! i’m looking for some fandomless oc x oc plots. i’m open to all gender pairings and trans/nb-inclusive.
i would love to find someone interested in writing against my pirate captain (best for low fantasy, think a touch of magic and the supernatural) orrr my prince charming (i can squeeze him into just about any setting as long as there’s royalty involved.) both are men, and i’m happy to write them against any gender -- but if those two aren’t really calling to you, i have a ton of ocs that are begging to be fleshed out, so just ask and i’ll provide! i use art and descriptions for all of my characters btw, so keep that in mind before interacting.
if you couldn’t already tell, i love anything supernatural or fantasy-flavored. worldbuilding is my bread and butter, and i’m an absolute SUCKER for omegaverse, arranged marriage, and soulmates / fated pairs. the more drama, the more angst, the more self-indulgence, the better. i adore partners who are just as over the top as me, so don’t hold back! hit me with your best shot because i definitely want to hear it.
i’d prefer to take things at a medium pace with no pressure to reply asap. my muse is spontaneous, and i have a pretty busy schedule, so please don’t expect rapid-fire replies from me. i’m usually around to chat and plot and gush about brainrot, but sometimes my ic replies can take awhile. weekly replies are my goal, and you’re always welcome to nudge me! my usual replies are anywhere from 200-1k+ words, depending on my partner, the scene, etc.
open to nsfw and dark / mature themes. just know my heart is set on story with the potential for some spice. i write all roles, but i’m not into letting that dictate dynamics between characters and their personalities.
if you’re interested, just shoot me a dm and i’ll get back to you! 💜
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hi hello 💗 27f seeking another 20+ literate writer for an oc m/m roleplay on discord. the dynamic i have in mind is modern politician’s son/royal x bodyguard - for this i’d like to write the bodyguard.
basically, i’m thinking childhood friends (with a slight age gap, no 🍪) who more or less grew up alongside one another (as my muse’s parent(s) have been employed long term by your muse’s family) until my muse turned 18 and enlisted in the military. now, my muse’s enlistment is up and he’s found his way back to your muse’s side as his head bodyguard while your muse is venturing into their first year of college. despite how close they once were, my muse makes it apparent they have no interest in rekindling any sort of friendship, only in doing their job annnd we can go from there! whether there were any sort of romantic feelings in the past (silly childhood crushes / hero worship) and other details we can discuss in dms.
tropes i’d like to explore include: slow(ish)burn, childhood friends to enemies (?) to lovers, forbidden relationships, scandal, drunken hookups, etc.
as far as actual writing - i’m literate, 3rd person past (occasionally i slip into present) tense. 3-500 word engaging responses, i don’t worry about length tbh only giving quality by which i mean progressing the scene, throwing in curveballs to keep the thread energetic and active. i do want to include smut and, if it matters, i prefer to write dom tops. for faceclaims i’m happy to use RL fcs or animated media, not super picky on which.
i’m a very enthusiastic writing partner, i love to chat and be friends ooc as well as spam musing posts, playlists, pinterest boards, all that stuff and i prefer other writers who are just as invested as i am. extended periods of time with no interaction kills my vibe and muse so, if you’re not someone who enjoys keeping in touch ooc i’m probably not the partner for you but if you are then please like and i’ll hop into your dms asap!!
like if you're interested and op will get back to you
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New Writers added to The Pedro Library 🐼
@beskarandblasters @swiftispunk
New Works Added ✨
Many fics aren’t appearing in the tags when searching. If I miss yours, please let me know 💗 Or add me to your taglist cuz I love being tagged 😊
As always, if you would like me to remove your work from the rec list, please let me know and I’ll remove them asap 😊
@hopeamarsu Frankie First Taste / Joel New Moon
@frenchiereading Frankie All I Need
@popcornforone Frankie Lemon Lullabies / Silva Refreshing / Max A Quick Snack
@criticallyacclaimedstranger Frankie Reliable
@psychedelic-ink Joel Games / Dieter Nothing Fucks With My Baby / Javi G Through Me + Darklight / Dieter + Joel High Enough
@squintyeyedjoel Joel Spark in a Snowstorm + Through Your Eyes
@forever-rogue Joel Through the Storm + Grumpy Meets Sunshine + Are You Sure? + 5+1 Kisses
@omgreally Joel Touch Memory + His
@oliviajdjarin Joel Lies in the Dark
@ezrasbirdie Joel Surrender / Dieter Warm Up / @haylzcyon Whiskey Cupcake
@wardenparker @absurdthirst Marcus M What Happens in Vegas / Dieter Bright Lights & Broken Dreams
@thosewickedlovelies Oberyn Messenger Bird
@laters-gators Oberyn Keep His Seat Warm + Dark Paradise / Whiskey PanCAKES / Ezra Not All Who Wander Are Lost / Javier Covert Seduction / Din Guilty / Joel Honeymoon + Frisk-Y
@boliv-jenta Javier Vampiros en Colombia / Joel I Put A Spell On You
@pedrito-friskito Javier Neon Demons
@supernaturalgirl20 Javier Forever Starts Today
@fuckyeahdindjarin Dieter Dieter Bravo x Roommates AU
@starlightmornings Dieter The Outfit
@stardustandskycrystals @julesonrecord Dieter Curls
@wyn-n-tonic Dieter + Javi G If You Want To, You Can
@guess-my-next-obsession Din The Cabin / Joel Just Friends / Frankie Just A Dream + Caught
@floral-force Din Denser Than Beskar
@groguspicklejar Din Even Then + Pretty Picture
@lavendertales Din A Little Tender + EROS + Tales of the Heart / Javier Confessions + Cold Sweat
@dindjarindiaries Din When a House Becomes a Home
@grippingbeskar Din Unearthed
@ghostofskywalker Din It’s Easier to Lie (When You Don’t Stick Around)
@toomanystoriessolittletime Whiskey Remember Me / Pero Flowers / Marcus P Undercover Problem
@gnpwdrnwhiskey Whiskey New In Town
@agentwhiskeysdarlin Whiskey A Look Out On Forever
@grogusmum Javi G A Javi Drabble
@redahlia-writes Javi G It’s All Happening
@beecastle Tim + Thief The Rockford Twins
@littlemisspascal Tim Rockford & Roan
@insomniamamma Ezra Tessellation
@rise-my-angel Ezra One Last Drink
@never--doubt Ezra To Fight / Dieter The Sensory Dress
@kayleezra Marcus P Someone Else
@juletheghoul Dave Amarum
@writeforfandoms Dave Daughter of the Sea
@alwaysdjarin Dave Red
@movievillainess721 Dave Drown In Your Wrath and Fury / Frankie Birthday Blues
@absurdthirst @storiesofthefandomlovers Max Crossing Enemy Lines / Frankie Protective Big Brother
@musings-of-a-rose Silva Our Strange Life
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hello everyone! this is my first rp partner callout post, so bear with me. i’m looking for a few more partners to possibly chat and plot with via discord! love obsessing and gushing over my muses via pinterest, playlists, visuals, and many more. i cannot promise full activity or be online every single day, so if that’s not for you, please disregard this. life happens and i can’t control it and also like to take some time for myself. also, i am not always able to channel my muses right after receiving a reply and might need some time to think before answering. i really don’t like sending half-ass replies! i write multiple paragraphs, but usually can match my partners writing style. i might be a bit picky and selective at the moment, since i am not needing many new partners. i am interested in most any plots/genres, but love ones filled with angst, drama, and the whole pining aspect. i am okay with smut, but don’t like it being the main focus of the rp. with that being said, minors please do not interact! 20+ please :) i am okay with any pairings, but i am not the most experienced with fxf! please don’t be afraid to share your thoughts and opinions as i would love to know more about your interests. also, i am not one to leave someone hanging on for days and days, so please don’t do the same to me if you’re no longer interested! i am very patient and usually will try to let you know if i am having to be MIA for any reason. i probably missed or forgot to put more important info, so please ask if you’re curious. wow, this was very rambly and really messy. thank you so much if you made it here! feel free to send me a message or like the post and i will get back to you asap! x
#discord 1x1#discord roleplay#discord rp#1x1 roleplay#1x1 rp#indie rp#new rp#oc rp#appless rp#indie 1x1#1x1 plot#ooc#rp request#rp related#open rp#open roleplay
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i found your blog and i've been going crazy bc finally someone with a brain!! i've been going insane on twiter bc ppl are so far up taylor's ass is insane the parassocial relationship is really parassocialing over there. just saw someone say that her carbon emissions are not that bad bc she is not the celeb with the most emissions anyway so why does it matter like OMG the planet is dying !!!! Dua Lipa is miss travel worldwide and she doesnt use private jets i promise you its possible !! also the claims of "she was on tour how was she supposed to travel" ummm..... have u ever heard of a tour bus ??? ppl need to go back to school *screaming crying throwing up*
anyways now about the album...i have so so much to say. for one joe was clearly a very good muse bc all her songs about him slap. but im sorry outing his depression saying he destroyed their relationship bc of it and then using an asylum as an aesthetic is crazy ?!!! like she needs therapy asap stop touring and get your ass inside a therapist's office !!! and maybe its just me but if my partner of many years cheated on me (physically or emotionally doesnt matter) while i was suffering from severe depression i wouldve kms im so serious, joe is the strongest soldier.
AND if i was joe and i was being harrassed for months i wouldve gone live and exposed all the truth i dont even care he's so much better than me!!
you can really tell that joe made her a woman bc the way she's behaving like a child now its crazy. for comparisson beyonce released lemonade when she was taylor's age and yk jay-z aside her music sounded GROWN taylor's doesnt. evermore is her magnum opus bc its her most mature album and its so good, maybe she needs to be locked again to make good music idk
im not even gonna touch on matty or ill simply collapse but her hating on him only bc he ghosted her is .... a choice. im not even gonna touch upon the 1830 lyric bc 1) im not black 2) im not american but every white fan trying to justify that lyric should just shut up and let poc speak.
anyway im so sorry for the long post but taylor is a lunatic and needs therapy. also justice for my girls olivia rodrigo and billie eillish for speaking the truth !! get behind me
a nice rant!
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Meme || NO LONGER ACCEPTING!
Some people treat others a little disposable in the community. Like, who care if this mun and muse doesn't like me I can just find someone else who plays that character or has a similary x,y,z. I'm not gonna bother to try and fix things with this person because I can just find another person.
That's the kinda attitude I kinda see a lot ngl. No one wants to fix anything because they will just find another person to fill that space. Never mind the fact the person on the other side is a living, breathing person. They didn't respond to me after a month even though they make a lot of posts saying they are busy and haven't been around much if at all? Block. I need to be a priority with superfast partners where I am their focus or I don't want them at all
Like yeah the block button is free but keep that attitude up babe and you will have no one at the end of the day. I am not a machine here to write or comfort a mun24/7 asap. I have my own shit going on. I got work, chores, errands, and family. I will not always be fast. I may not respond to ooc stuff supper fast bc I can just be busy. I am here to have fun not please someone.
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|| Magpie's Tumblr RP guide ||
So it's been a while since I made one of these but with the shut down of omegle, more people are joining the site to rp, I figured I'd explain some of the basics.
Now none of these are necessary, you can just do as you do but these are some of the 'norms' here on tumblr currently. They may change and evolve over time, they've done so countless times in my time on tumblr but here's this for now for those who might find it useful!!
Please feel free to offer feedback on this, I struggle with giving instructions so I've tried to make it as clear as possible but my brain isn't the best with this kind of thing. I will correct anything that needs correcting and add things as time goes on, so please do check back if you request an explanation/addition to something as I will try to add it asap.
Last updated: 29/11/23
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BASICS
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Basic Etiquette
Don't reblog roleplays that aren't yours, often this will mess up peoples thread trackers and it's a nightmare.
Rather than reblog asks to continue them as roleplays, make a new post and link the ask in that post. This avoids blog clutter for both parties.
ALWAYS read peoples rules and about pages. No exceptions.
No one is obliged to write their character purely as they are in canon. Canon divergence, au, or just additional headcanons for canon characters is very common. Do not make issue with someone just because their writing for a character doesn't fit with how you see them. It's their character, just don't write with them if you don't like how they write them. Simple as that.
Don't godmod. This means don't take control of a persons character unless otherwise instructed by the other writer, do not assume attacks immediately hit/injure/kill their character without prior planning for such a thing. You can write the attack, just don't assume it lands. This also applies to your character being aware of things - just because YOU know something, doesn't mean your character does.
Mun does not equal muse. Many people play villains because they're fun, don't assume that these people share the viewpoints of such characters just because they're writing them. The RPC would be painfully boring without some villain muses to stir the pot!!
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xkit rewritten
The absolute saviour of tumblr rp when you're on pc, unfortunately I don't believe it's available on the phone app but it's super useful for pc users. For chrome you can find it in the chrome extensions, I'm sure it's available similarly for other browsers.
The functions on xkit that specifically benefit rp are: clean feed (for blacklisting any content you don't want to see), mutual checker, tag tracking+ and trim reblogs. Any others are entirely up to your discretion whether you want to use them or not.
To use 'trim reblogs' the post must be in your drafts or posted, then you can use the little scissor tool at the bottom of the post to snip off older replies and avoid posts becoming excessively long.
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Settings
So if you're like me and want a chronological timeline for those you follow? Here's how to do that.
Go into account settings. Not the blog settings to edit how that looks, you want the settings that has your account info, dashboard preferences, ect.
Click 'Dashboard', which should be on the right hand side menu on your screen if you're using pc.
Optional: Enable 'Show timestamps' so you can see how old posts are. I find this useful as it ensures I'm not responding to something that is 5 years old lmfao.
Scroll down and turn off 'Best stuff first'.
This should make your 'Following' tab chronological, ensuring you see whenever people you follow are posting.
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Blog Design
Try to make sure you have a header and an icon for your blog, you can set those using the 'blog settings' tab. Even if there's no picture of your character themselves, try to use an image that captures their vibe - this advice is for both the icon and the header tbh.
While not having one isn't bad, it will make people less likely to follow back or perhaps even block you! Often iconless/headerless blogs are spam bots and everyone loathes those.
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Meanings of words commonly used by RP accounts:
Mutuals - Your mutuals or 'moots' are those following you that you follow back.
Private - This means that the blog only interacts with Mutuals.
Selective/semi-selective - Won't roleplay with everyone, they'll rp with people based on their own preference.
Thread - A single rp storyline.
Verses - Different timelines of characters. Eg. Kidverse, fantasyverse, ect.
Mun/Mundane - You! The writer of the blog!
Muse/Muses - Character/s you're writing.
Faceclaim - The 'actor' of your muse, whether canon or otherwise. Who do you imagine playing them when writing or whose icons would you use for them.
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Tagging
When writing with someone it's a good idea to put their username in the tags at the very least, this allows them to find your threads easier. ie: '#magpiesmemes' would be used by others if they were to write with this blog.
Making tags for individual threads is also useful, meaning you can find specific rps far quicker. They don't have to be fancy but some people do like to make fancy ones. A nice simple one would be 'Thread: Threadname'.
Also having tags for specific verses is a good idea, indicating to your rp partner what timeline they're writing it. Something like '#kidverse' will do the job but you also can make those fancy.
Having a tag for rp memes you've reposted is a good idea also, meaning it's easier to find if someone wants to send you something. '#memes' does the job just fine.
Lastly, if you're a multimuse then having character tags is a good idea, indicating to people what character they're writing with. Something like '#charactername' is fine but again, any tag can be fancied up to your likings.
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Pinned Post
Having a pinned post at the top of your blog has become fairly standard practice in the rp scene these days. Usually this has your important links on it (rules/muse pages) and some explanation of what kind of blog yours is.
For example: 'This is a Private, selective blog for charactername from fandom/an oc. Written by mun. [Ruleslink] - [Muselink]'
This would work as a simple rudimentary introduction for people checking out your blog.
You can pin a post by selecting the three dots in the top right on it after it is posted, ensuring it's the first thing people see when looking at your blog. This is mine, for example but it needn't be so indepth. I just have zero chill.
If you're writing on a sideblog then it's best to also have a pinned post on your main account with a link leading to your roleplay account. That way people will know that you're a roleplayer looking to write if you follow them - and also they may follow the link to check out your stuff!
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Making Rules/Muse pages
These are important to indicate to people what you will or won't write, your personal writing preferences, ect. Many people won't rp with people who don't have these as it means they can't be sure of boundaries.
People often use a post to do this, linking it in their pinned post to ensure people can find it. [Tutorial on how to link posts here]. That's the simplest way.
You can also make a google doc or even make a carrd instead, linking them for people to refer to for this information.
Alternatively you can use your pinned post and simply list it there - though there is risk of it cluttering your page if you have many muses. To avoid that, you can use a 'read more' such as the one this post was under. Make a new paragraph and various options come up, you want the one that looks like two straight lines with a squiggly line between them. [This icon].
Things to have on your rule page:
- Things you won't roleplay/triggers.
- What is your stance on shipping (do you autoship with people who rp your muses partner or do you prefer chemistry first, ect.)
- Writing length preference. Do you prefer short simple threads, paragraphs or more novella style?
- Do you use icons? Do you prefer your partner would use/not use icons? Same questions with text formatting.
- Tagging requests. Are there things you want to avoid on your dash using xkit's blacklist?
Things to have on your muse/about page:
- Basic description of who your character is, it's best to write it as if you're explaining them to someone who hasn't seen what they're from - even if they're a popular canon character.
- If they're an oc with a universe of their own, a basic explanation of that universe would be useful but isn't really necessary if you can't/don't want to.
- A picture reference of some kind is also useful, if possible.
- A description of the verses you write them in. For example: 'Kidverse - This verse is set when my character is aged whatever and this is a short description of what they're like in that particular verse.'
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Advertising Your Blog
One of the many ways people advertise their blogs is by posting self promos. These are usually edited images with a little blog tagline, links to important pages and a short description of your blog. Here's an example of my own.
Including tags of the fandoms you write in/write with is a good way to try and draw attention your way.
Alternatively, if you're limited in your image making/editing skills you can make a simple post, perhaps with an icon or gif to draw attention. Explain your blog, what you write, who you're looking to write with, ect. Make sure to include tags so people can see it!
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More To Do?
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Okay, so you've got the basics down, now what? Well, there's a lot you can do to make your blog more functional and/or appealing.
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Thread Tracking
So you've got a roleplay but you're scared you'll forget to reply? I recommend RPThreadTracker. There's a how-to use it on the site faq and it's a lifesaver in keeping track of your threads tbh.
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Icons
Though not necessary, you can find icons to use usually by searching the 'charactername icons' or 'faceclaim icons' right here on tumblr, be sure to follow peoples instructions for using them though. Some people will want a like/reblog for their use.
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Formatting
Many people, like myself, use some form of text formatting when writing. Some of the usual ones are small text, like the one I'm writing in now. That's done either by using 'ctrl+shift+-', 'ctrl+-' or you can use this:
while highlighting text. This tool also allows you to colour your text, italicise, ect. Play around with it in your own time to see what works for you.
Some other useful keyboard shortcuts:
'Ctrl+b' - Bolds highlighted selection
'Ctrl+i' - Italicises highlighted selection
'Ctrl+z' - Undo, good for if you've accidentally erased text you didn't mean to erase.
#tumblr rp#tumblr rpc#rpc#roleplay#omegle rp#Okay I'm posting this now and I'm gonna modify it later#seriously if there's stuff I missed/got wrong please do correct me I promise I won't bite
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Musing about the forbidden appeal of stalkers and how Mirai Nikki's framework benefits the overall love story
Something I think is unspoken about the appeal of... oh, let's politely say off-kilter *cough* love stories such as the one at the center of Future Diary is that, for many people, the idea of having a stalker can sound... appealing? Romantic, even?
Let me explain what I mean in more detail: If you've never truly experienced the horror/stress of having a stalker? The idea of someone choosing YOU to fixate upon as the object of their unyielding love/lust can actually sound pretty nice, in concept. Hell — even moreso if you've never had anyone openly and proudly declare their love for you. The notion of having a stalker can feel VALIDATING, even! The less luck you have in love, the more that discovering you have your own stalker can sound like a weird, wonderful fantasy. Or, shit... even if you're doing just fine in the dating/romance department, imagining someone harboring an undying obsession/devotion can still feel like a massive ego boost.
My point is: When dealing with a stalker is only a distant, abstract and purely theoretical concept, the "horror" side of it can easily fade into the far background. So yeah, I think there's a certain Forbidden Appeal to stalker-romances for many, despite the inherent darkness and danger that could/should logically come with such a thing. (Especially in RL, of course.)
In that context, the way Mirai Nikki's central love story is presented and framed is especially genius. And I say that for two primary reasons:
First reason — Mirai Nikki taps into that Forbidden Appeal partly by giving Yuno an increasingly sympathetic portrayal, but importantly also by placing this unhinged stalker character into a framework where her biggest downsides become comprehensible or even beneficial. Sure, Yuno seems to have a taste for violence and blood, but she's trapped in a goddamn Killing Game where both her own life and the fate of the fucking world is at stake. Furthermore, we later learn there's a ticking clock element that demands the "game" crown a victor ASAP. Against this background, Yuno's violence and darkness becomes, at worst, a bit of evil that's also handily beneficial. And at best? Her behavior becomes totally understandable due to contextual morality. (Besides, it also provides us with a reason to exploit yet another off-kilter romantic concept that can hold a dark appeal for some: the "willing to kill for you"-level love.)
Second reason — Yet in spite of what I just said, Future Diary doesn't shy away (...much*) from the threat inherent to having someone develop an unhealthy obsession with another. Yuno isn't some harmlessly funny sitcom stalker, nor is she the kind of stalker who the narrative fails to ever acknowledge as such in order preserve the "purity" of the central relationship's appeal. Yuki recognizes her as an obsessive stalker from the very beginning! There's no denying that she's violent and clearly dangerous! The fact that she's mentally unstable and therefore seems unpredictable is absolutely core to her character! The story is utterly up-front about these things... and it never lets us forget that, for all that we may feel bad for her or understand her actions, she's still a threat/potential threat to EVERYBODY around her.
Long after it's clear that the bizarre situation makes Yuno's worst traits much more positive, there are still MANY instances when the narrative reminds us of just how much of an unpredictable threat she is to even her supposed allies.
However...
*...I added that "(...much*)" caveat because there are some rare exceptions . A signature aspect of every Sakae Esuno story to date is the way he delights in swerving from the primary horror/suspense/action focus over to sudden bursts of comedy. For that reason, Mirai Nikki is definitely guilty of playing Yuno's stalking as mere 'wacky hijinx' on select occasions — for better or worse. For me, these sudden breaks in the tension are quirky and delightful, but I can understand if individual mileage varies.
All of this is really just me thinking out loud about why the portrayal of such a clearly "problematic" relationship works so well for me and many others. It isn't afraid to confront the inherent problems, but it also provides a (totally unrealistic) framework in which the problems are more tolerable, maybe even acceptable. It makes the stalker sympathetic via the gradual reveal of her backstory, but it also never lets us forget that's she's legit dangerous. And it does all of this while showing us a twisted relationship that might already be oddly appealing to some members of the audience.
Besides, look — Esuno knows this is pretty "out there" stuff. He was once asked if he'd want to date someone like Yuno himself. In that interview, he laughed before replying, "It's probably best we keep that kind of relationship in the realm of fiction." So it's not like he's legitimately recommending that anyone go out and date a crazed stalker. That's part of why the framework has to be SO extreme and SO fantastical for it work so well, IMO.
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did you know if you adopt a pig from the butcher district and call him Mort (His full name is Mortician but I call him Mort) he accidentally becomes your familiar and he bites Professor Pyg because he tried to make me a Dollotron during finals week (It was an English final on Jane Eyre I would've been pissed if I missed it)
SEND MY MUSE ANONS!! | always accepting
''... to be honest, I'm still stuck on adopting a pig, I had no idea that was possible? Someone needs to tell Damian, ASAP!''
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twirling my hair kicking my feet. body worship with rook?? to preface this body worship isn't inherently sexual in my eyes. it's just ahsgauhd you know that "always an angel never a god" audio? he's also the artist, never the muse. always the observer, never the observed. always the hunter, never the quarry. but have you seen him? god, how he wants, so desperately, to be the prey at someone's hands.
perhaps being in the spotlight would terrify him right down to the bone-- and he loves it, the thrill of being petrified, overwhelmed, and consumed by the enormity of his desire.
he'd bare his throat to you should you so ask, and let you do as you please with him. you'd see the muscles strain and pull under his skin like it's the deepest, darkest parts of him trying to break free from the fleshy veneer and reach you. that Adam's Apple bobbing with each shaky breath? take a bite out of it. kiss it, sink your teeth into it, break it, lick it. do whatever you want with him! he'd feel your reverence for him with each second you look upon his pathetic state so whatever it is, just don't ever look away from him. his skin crawls with longing when you shoot him that half-lidded stare. he'd love if you dangle the threat of brutal immolation right above his head, send the fear pumping through his veins, only to end up mumbling praise into his skin. he's so gorgeous when he trembles underneath you, isn't he? he'd agree. do that again!
just.... worshipping his neck. kissing all over it while roughly massaging his windpipe-- just narrowly fulfilling his long-standing desire for it to be ripped out. admire the strain of tendons and the freckles that kiss his skin while he gasps, watching you with eager, verdant eyes. so beautiful, so radiant, so gorgeous. the more you worship and praise the rest of his body with the subtle promise of violent desire behind your lips, the more he goes off into the deep end.
kissing his chest, his shoulders, his arms, his hips, his thighs, his calves-- he wouldn't even able to control himself if you continue! poor boy shakes like a leaf. so unused to being admired that he has to be reminded over and over that you're the one praising his body here, not the other way around. but he can't help it! your lips pressing to his belly call for all the eulogies he can muster in his sorry state, with how they pucker and graze him like an arrow. but he'll promptly shut up if you tell him to, or if you whisper another compliment so low he has to strain to hear it-- and his skin immediately flushes when he does.
hrngrhgh i am not immune to muscular men propaganda. i want to cup his hips so bad and press chaste kisses on them all along the line that disappears into his pants. whisper my affections for him with my mouth against the back of his ear. sit the man on my lap whilst i commit his body to memory because he's so worth it, isn't he? he's not meant to sit on the sidelines forever! someone has to love him and by God i am his strongest soldier. wanna learn everything about anatomy through him, and have him be my muse. grnrrghgh imagine how magnificent his back would look... i doubt half of this is body worship but i need to pen this guy my praise asap. give him some good loving like he's my gorgeous princess. im so insane about him it's not funny WHERE ARE ALL THE FICS OF HIM GETTING PRAISE RAGGGH
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