#dom rp

[hollywoodbitesrp]

Los Angeles, the city of Angels, welcomes those who are looking for opportunities. While humans are searching for the next best thing, the fanged elites among them are more than happy to trap them in their twisted webs of power and desire.

A safe haven for the elite but a nightmare for anyone foolish enough to be engulfed by it. This city is ruled in secret, controlled by a family with a thirst for blood and a lust for power.

Perhaps you can be of use to those better than you; possessing a power they covet, a body they desire, or maybe just nothing more than sustenance.

But darkness is a breeding ground for dissent and there are those wishing to take the crown for themselves.

Hasn't anyone ever told them?

Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

We are looking for connections and fun people to write with. Come join us here!

21+ only! TW warning for vampire shenanigans, blood and sexual content.

[thenightislandpromo]

are you in your dark creature era like us? enjoying interview with the vampire? why not check out our d/s supernatural rp, we're friendly and relaxed and always very open to new members. find us here (x)

[beforeimdeceased]

i’m so happy to see more ppl starting to write about sub ellie and i loved ur recent one!! do you think you could write subby loser ellie x mean reader? <3

nsfw! 𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩

i love being self indulgent. i didn’t know tlou tumblr fucked with sub!ellie like that, so as a dom i’ve been writing essentially from another perspective. i’m so happy i get to be in my element, i hope you like this.

sub!ellie vs being degraded (she loses everytime) sat between your spread legs, butt against your crotch. you’ve got her spread open, hand tracing shapes on her inner thighs but refusing to give attention to where she needs it.

“please.” she whines, bottom lip stuck in her teeth. face scrunched out of frustration. “fuck.”

“oh, you’re gonna have to do better than that.” you laugh, kissing the nape of her neck. she whines and it causes you to take your hands off her. you move them to her chin, forcing her to look back up at you. “what did i tell you about making all that fucking noise? if you want something you need to say it. use your words.”

and she’s about to cry, actually, she is crying. a tear slips down her cheek. puppy eyes staring up at you, lips finding themselves fixing into a pout. she just wants your touch and can barely think enough to ask. plus, the way you’re talking to her has her sodden.

you ignore her. let her cry and pout and whine until she finally calms herself. “i need you. please. i need you to touch me.”

bonus points for asking, but all that crying has got you lacking mercy. you slip a hand down over her dripping heat, collecting some on the tip of your fingers and rubbing it all over her clit. she digs her fingers into your arm, throwing her head back and bucking up into your touch. “fuck that- right there.” she cries out.

you wait until she’s shaking, struggling to compose herself. moaning your name out, breathing heavy. chest pulsing, nails nearly drawing blood into your skin. then you lean your head forward to whisper in her ear. “you better not fucking come until i tell you to, you don’t want to find out what happens if you do.”

[cityofsinsvegasrp]

Sink your teeth in and join us here!

Welcome to Sin City...

Founded in 1905 by two vampires and two humans, the city was intended to grow into a green oasis in the desert but throughout the years had grown into the entertainment and gambling capital of the world we know today. Vegas is a city full of prosperity and that is happily shown to the rest of the world, but what the rest of the world doesn't know about is the fanged population that rules large portion of Viva Las Vegas.

While there have been struggles in the past among the two species, the humans and vampires now live in peace among each other to let their city of lights thrive in the best way possible. Or at least, they try.

When you have one specie that is the hunter and one that is the hunted, tensions are inevitable.

Everyone is welcome in this crazy, neon lit desert city but the question that remains is...

Will you be a sinner, or a hero?

Come grow with us, join us here!

[theotherwoman-emily]

Ghostface/Kindapping Dark Romance Prompt 🔪🤍

“Okay my little whore. I’ll give you to the count of ten. Run, hide, whatever suits you. If I find you I will fuck you while you squirm and scream to get away against the earth.”

My breathing was heavy as he rips the bag off my head. My eyes squint to adjust to the naturally dark night with storm clouds looming.

The lightning cracks through the sky and rumbles through the atmosphere. There was nothing around us but dark dense woods.

Why did it make my panties wet thinking about it?

This man had not only kidnapped me from my home, put a bag over my head, was wearing a Ghostface mask, and he had a knife to my breasts, his arm vise gripped around me, and he was threatening to rape me if I didn’t run and hide fast enough for him to get me.

I should be terrified. I knew with the lightning he would see me. I was only wearing an oversized shirt with a thin thong on. I was also barefooted.

His massive arms unwind off my chest and release me. He takes a few steps back.

“One.” His voice is deep and rugged. It sends heat pooling between my thighs.

It takes my fogged brain a second to catch up with his words when he starts counting down less than a millisecond after one.

“Two.”

Adrenaline spikes into my veins sending my gummy legs into action. I take off through the overgrowth, and under the low hanging branches.

“Three.” There’s a deep sense of thrill coursing through me straight to my core at the deepness of his voice.

The pain starts shooting up both my bare feet. I couldn’t see but I assume it’s thorns. I knew I had to push and keep going to get further.

Fuck. My breathing becomes labored but I don’t stop. Behind me I couldn’t hear the heavy foot falls of someone hot on my heels.

The lightning overheard was brief and shown very little of the path before me. I was almost completely blind in the night, my hands out before me, my legs moving carefully but as a decent pace.

I trip over an unseen limb free fall into the dark, my body hitting into the ground, rolling, before my body slams into a tree trunk.

I groan at the impact.

“Ten my little attention seeking whore.” I could hear the voice from beside me or behind me. The heavy boots. I was too tired initially to fight or ward him off as his hands gathered my ankles in a harsh grip and pulled me fully down to the ground. “Caught you.”

I could’ve kicked him, flailed, screamed, cried out, but I didn’t want to.

The fabric of my shirt was torn away, exposing my body to the dark of the night. My nipples harden as the chill of the wind perks them. My thong is also torn away from my pussy leaving me bare to him.

Fuck. I’d lost. But my body nor my mind seemed to mind or protest.

My head pounded at the impact my body had sustained from the tree and my body throbbed painfully.

I can hear a belt unbuckling, a zipper sliding down, and then the massive kidnapper leans over me with his massive frame, hooking my knee over his large hips and thrusts into me with one stroke. No warning. No hesitation.

I gasp as he filled every inch of my aching pussy.

[a-witches-riddle]

The Captain invites you to Her private quarters on orders of a “secret special assignment”, something for the first mate only. You walk in only to see Her resting on the bed, in Her fiery red underwear whilst holding a bundle of silk rope, staring at you with a feral, unyielding gaze with an underlying tenseness and anticipation.

You recall earlier to how possessive She’s been; Her holding you close during meetings, one arm wrapped around you with a tight grasp on your shoulder. You remember Her eyes carefully watching you from day to day as you’ve been busy managing the crew. You recollect the special treatment you’ve received, all the private dinners She’d invite you to, the extra cut of the loot you’d receive, even your own private quarters aboard the ship.

Then, it hits you. Suddenly, all of it makes sense. The hungry eyes, the lustful stares... And now She has one more order for you; to join her on the bed and to let her take care of you one more time… You’ve been such a loyal first mate, you’ve obeyed every order given to you thus far; all you have to do is lay back and let Her take care of you. After all, the Captain knows what’s best for you… How could you possibly refuse now?

———————MEN AND MINORS DNI———————

[hollywoodbitesrp]

Los Angeles, the city of Angels, welcomes those who are looking for opportunities. While humans are searching for the next best thing, the fanged elites among them are more than happy to trap them in their twisted webs of power and desire.

A safe haven for the elite but a nightmare for anyone foolish enough to be engulfed by it. This city is ruled in secret, controlled by a family with a thirst for blood and a lust for power – their eyes may be blue, but their lips are red.

Perhaps you can be of use to those better than you; possessing a power they covet, a body they desire, or maybe just nothing more than sustenance.

But darkness is a breeding ground for dissent and there are those wishing to take the crown for themselves.

Hasn't anyone ever told them? Heavy is the head that wears the crown.

We are looking for fun people to write with, although we're still small. Let's grow together and have fun!

Join us here!

21+ only! TW warnings for blood, maybe a little gore and sexual content.

[thenightislandpromo]

HELLO CREATURE AND WELCOME TO THE NIGHT ISLAND the modern world can be rather hostile to the supernatural, smart phones and the internet have made it virtually impossible to keep the secret of immortality and magic. so our generous benefactor has created a safe haven, a paradise for those not of the mortal world. the night island is a large tropical island off the coast of florida where the city sleeps until the sun goes down. filled with every luxury you can imagine, and with a careful truce called between all who inhabit. come and lavish in it's luxury and follow the rules.. lest you want to be left to the dawn

the night island is a brand new d/s discord supernatural rp come along and check us out here (x)

[corruptpup]

yes I requested Isolated from the Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines soundtrack to be added to the playlist at my local bdsm dungeon I want to feel like a kindred at The Asylum when I’m getting whipped okay

[a-den-of-demons]

Multi-dimensional Funtimes (Open RP; All muses accepted)

A mysterious pamphlet ends up in your muses room when they are in private, a magical glow around it. If opened, it reads, "Thank you for joining Feldt's Succubi Service. We bring demon women to you for a night, and for your first time, it's half off. Just put the payment on the on pamphlet, and say the name, and we will get to you as soon as possible. Enjoy!"

Below lists the women and their preferences, along with a spot to put the money.

Muses available

(Have fun with them. And only pick from the muses available please!)

@freeusemuses @house-of-warriors @hellforestrp @ofdarkestdesires @forestofstarlight @tokufan400 @darkest-and-deepest-desires

[tigreblvnc]

cw: murder case, angst, thriller, cat-and-mouse game.

Isagi's back rests against the cabinet. The hundreds of neatly aligned files tremble under his weight.   He sighs, wiping away the thin layer of sweat coating his forehead with the back of his hand.

His chest swells,   then collapses in a meditative exhale.  

Eyes closed, the only thing he can sense is the scent of his lukewarm coffee.   The waft of cigarette smoke that fills the precinct's offices.

He clears his mind, drowning out the constant hum of the bustling building:   the incessant ringing phones,   the paperwork piling up on every surface, mountains of torment,   the sharp heels echoing down endless corridors,   the trivial chatter around the coffee machine,   the printers endlessly whirring.

He shuts out all the external noise interfering with his thoughts.

"How does he do it?" Officer Nanase wonders from across the room, while his colleague, spinning idly in his desk chair, smirks.

"Leave him be, Inspector's deep in meditation," Karasu, his legs casually crossed and propped on his desk, glances at his watch. "Ah. Time for a break. Nanase, ya comin'?"

The pair takes off, leaving Isagi Yoichi to his deep reflection.

On the right wall, the one overlooking the vast streets of the capital, stands a corkboard.   Pinned to it are photos, newspaper clippings, evidence, and clues, all connected by colored strings.   His eyes open to this mental map, one only he can understand.

His back pulls away from the cabinet.   He faces the fruits of his two-month-long investigation.

It's an unprecedented case that shakes the heart of Tokyo.   The entire city is holding its breath.

Where is the killer?   How did they leave no trace of their last crime?   What's their name?   Is it a man? A woman?   Does they act alone, or are they being helped?

The last appearance of the criminal dates back two weeks, in Kabukicho—the red-light district of Tokyo.

What are they after? What are their intentions behind their actions…?

Isagi crosses his arms over his chest, resting his chin in one hand, perplexed.   If only he could understand his attacker's mind better.   If only he could meet them, just once…   Then, everything would become clearer.

At least,   that's what he believes.

© TIGREBLVNC 2024 | RIN ITOSHI & YOICHI ISAGI ROLEPLAY.

[rpfshippingpolls]

⚠️ DON’T START DISCOURSE ABOUT RPF IN THE NOTES!! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU DO SO ⚠️

Do you ship it?

Reason:

“they've been friends since they were kids and have a very tight relationship, they make music together and have started kissing during shows a few years ago as a message of freedom or whatever, it's genuinely really cool, leads to them performing at sanremo (italy & europe's oldest music festival, very culturally important) and they gay kissed on that stage on national live tv many times making right wing conservative politicians shit themselves, making the italian queers very happy”

[thenightislandpromo]

can't believe our little group has been open for two weeks now, we're a friendly supernatural d/s group set on a mysterious island very open to new members. find us here (x)

[bigsoftwolf]

Any ftm subs interested in rping in DMs with me? I’m thinking a wolf boy/werewolf with a human (or bunny, kitty, deer etc) probably involving cnc, knotting, maybe some light breeding and definitely anal. Hmu if you’re interested <3

[hera0283]

Goodmorning 😘 late night, but always an early riser. Hope your day goes well, thank you for all the entertainment last night!

[thcophagy]

open to: anyone.

featuring: sonny bowen, twenty-three, bisexual, amateur thief.

plot: with a job at the local convenience store barely paying him enough to keep his shabby apartment, living off of scraps and that which he could steal while working, sonny has decided to start stealing from the rich folks who live in the well off part of the city. on his first attempt, your muse discovers him in their bedroom after he broke in, thinking they were away on vacation.

"s-sorry, i-i didn't- i thought you were-" he might've been a pretty crappy criminal, but sonny wasn't a total moron. he's miscalculated, made an assumption about what time they'd been home from their vacation and been terribly inaccurate, those were mistakes he couldn't change and could learn from in the future but in that moment, he knew that playing the snivelling, pathetic loser would buy him more sympathy points than if he let his frustration at the situation show. "i-i haven't taken anything- i swear" a fancy watch had been shoved into his bag mere seconds before he heard their bedroom door open, but what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. a rich asshole like them could buy more watches, while for him he could pawn the fucker and hopefully get enough for groceries for the week. "p-please. i-i was just l-looking. i've n-never been in a house this n-nice before."