#google chat roleplay

[orochandlaurier]

Your turn to die: The real majority.

Hello! Hi! Sorry to bother ya, friend. But are you familiar with 'majority' I don't mean the system, of course.

All of us are familiar with the voting systems.

One wins, the other loses.

There is no 'win win' situation, at least that's what they tell you.

But I'm more intrested in who this "majority" is.

You don't know?

Let me give you a little example.

You see those two people over there, Mr A and Ms B? They seem to be talking about something let's go ask them a question.

Hello! Mr A, Ms B. Can I have your opinion about majority votes?

Mr A: I love majority! It's the way of democracy!

Ms B: I hate majority! It silences the minority!

Now, you. I ask for your opinion.

You're with the majority too?....hmm...that's troubling.

Say, there aren't many "smart" people in the world is there? Most geniuses are either lost and the ones that did succeed currently rule over the world. With sheer power, wouldn't it be better if reasoning and logic were in the hands of a kind hearted minority like that? I doubt a majority of people would be able to pull off good reasoning like that.

Mr A: now that you put it that way..

Ms B: that's what I'm saying!

.......what do you think? Ah, your opinions changed too?

...........then it's a win win situation.

Not only that, but the minority, was the one who came out successful.

.......the real majority..........is the minority whose in controll......

The God, of this game.

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Hello! Hiya! Thank you for taking your time to check this post out! This is an introduction and forum post for a your turn to die roleplay, taking place in Google chat.

The reason I chose Google chat is because

1. I don't use discord

2. Google chat has a very low memory usage

3. It performs almost exactly the same as discord

4. It's not banned in any country

But all that aside here's somethings you need to know before filling out the form!

1. You can have two ocs maximum and only one of these two ocs can be a floormaster. (Both can be members of asunaro. Just not as a floor master)

2. The roleplay is both non-lit. Lit. And semi-lit. No need to worry about writing styles.

3. The roleplay WILL allow things like violence and attempted murder if both parties agree. If you want a community with 0 swearing 0 violence and 0 innuendo. I'm pretty sure tumblr as a whole isn't the place for you

4. Of course, no nsfw.

5. Fighting in rp, and out of rp are two diffirent things.

6. If you get mad because someone insulted your carachter In-rp I swear to god I will go apeshit.

7. THIS IS OC, EXCLUSIVE. (Relation to canon charachters are allowed. As long its not a love child)

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Info only asunaro would know: (aka, any important parts in their backstory)

Why they signed the consent form:

Any Affiliation with asunaro?:

Is there a participant that died for them?:

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The holy game shall be awaiting your arrival.

[bi-panic-at-the-disco]

im ngl i have been incredibly silly

[nvathuw]

dumb rant hehe

[forsoobado137]

👙maddi_baddi94 Follow

I can't believe that the literal PERSONIFICATION OF THE UNITED STATES ISNT VOTING?!?! WHY ARE NPS SO LAZY COME ON!!!

🐱‍🐉Gaydisabledrex Follow

Can tumblr users learn how to google pls

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THIS HAPPENS EVERY TWO YEARS AND SOMEONE ALWAYS FORGETS

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He's tired of y'all

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🥀Wiltedtowers Follow

I can't believe you're even comparing the two op cuz furries are literally chill as fuck while NatPer kids will roleplay as NPs during WW2 in school group chats.

🍤mumbogumbo Follow

My cousin is a NatPer kid and she unironically said her "headcanon" was that Russia was in love with Anastasia and saved her from execution. It took me a bit to explain to her that it's not canon divergence if "canon" is actual fucking history.

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As a former NatPer kid I literally cringe at my younger self. I don't think I was as bad/racist as some of the other ones, but GOD I did some embarrassing things.

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I was working on a fic and about five chapters in I got a message from the NP of France critiquing my historical accuracy ;-;

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Once while I was writing a pride and prejudice fic and I emailed Arthur Kirkland asking about regency social etiquette. He actually answered my email and gave me very in depth explanations about it. I was too embarrassed to tell him that I was going to use his info for my fanfic and I pray that he never discovers it.

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[wandering-pirate]

Mouthwashing Characters Headcanon

How the Crew Takes Care of You on Your Period

Captain Curly

Knows your cycle so well that he starts prepping his monthly Captain Curly Period Kit a week before it starts

The kit includes all hygiene products that you need including painkillers, five of your favorite chocolate bars and the best part: candid photos he had secretly taken of you, each with a note underneath

The notes ranged from awful period puns to sweet compliments. This man knows how to keep you happy, physically and emotionally

Whispers comforting words as you sob over a character’s death during movie night

Though once, it was about a cockroach getting pancaked on screen

"Babe, that roach? It’s in a better place now—cockroach heaven. Endless trash buffets, living its best afterlife”

Spoiler: it worked

Checks in on you throughout the day, either with a sweet “How’s my baby feeling?” text or by dropping into the room for a quick chat, always making sure you feel loved and cared for

He understands how hormones can mess up with your mood and always reassures you that he isn't going anywhere

Co-pilot Jimmy

The man has somehow mastered the art of finding all the right spots to massage when you're doubled over with cramps or just feeling downright miserable

What you don’t know is that he once secretly googled “how to massage girlfriend in pain” (in incognito mode cause his ego won't just let him ask outright)

Big mistake. Huge. He was immediately bombarded with nsfw content, all roleplay, mostly rough

Let’s just say it took half a day, several deep breaths, and a burning face before he stumbled onto an actual helpful website

Ever since then, he’s been sneaking off to “practice.” But it got a little weird one day

Every time you passed by, he’d be glued to his phone, staring at it with this weirdly intense look, and his free hand squeezing the air at different angles

“Uh… babe? Are you… hallucinating? Maybe some floating breast action?”

“Huh? Wha—no! Unless you’re jealous of the air now, darling. Should I be worried?”

It all paid off when you let out those godly noises he loved, his hands were massaging with just the right pressure and on the right places

To top it off, he even got an essential oil in your favorite scent

Not without drama, though—apparently, walking into Bath & Body Works fully hooded and masked with shades doesn't scream 'thoughtful boyfriend'. It screams robber

Mechanic Swansea

The man and his craftsman hands will do anything to make you comfortable

Need a hot compress? Heats up grains, puts it in a sackcloth bag and places it in your lower belly

On days when you feel ugly looking in the mirror? Secretly blurs them slightly with shampoo or soap

Cold hands? Wraps yours in his larger ones

The kids being too loud while you're in a damp mood? He'd play tea parties with them (he was crowned the princess of all dragons)

Before sleeping, he always lay the towel down at your side of the bed whenever you're at the bathroom

Even built you a custom wooden cabinet that dispenses pads and tampons efficiently. Always stocked because he secretly checks it regularly

You have to force him to sit or lay down with you when he would be silently stressing out on what more to do

"Swansea, love, you're all I need right now, just stay here with me"

Nurse Anya

The nurse uses her medical and psychological expertise like a pro, making your period feel a lot less miserable

Meds are always your bestfriend whenever your killer cramps hit and she made sure to always carry all kinds of painkillers and have every dosage for each pain scale you're in

Wincing and doubling down? she's quick to ask

"Scale of 1 to 10?"

Even when she’s busy, she finds little ways to remind you you’re not alone like leaving sticky notes with doodles of you or your favorite characters in places where you’ll find them

After noticing how you loved wrapping your feet in blankets, she got you matching fuzzy socks that you now have to wear whenever she’s around (because she’s wearing hers too)

Lovingly strokes your back and hair while you scream at reality show contestants for choosing the dumbest of choices

Very much amused and nods along every time you asked her if you're both witnessing the same stupidity

Intern Daisuke

The boy is sometimes dense but when it comes to you, he sure isn't incompetent

One day, when the bed was way too soft to escape from, you did the only logical thing: text him

"Hey Dai, can you buy me some tampons? forgot to buy some yesterday"

"Be there in 5 babe! (⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ"

And he meant it

He gave the pharmacist a heart attack by storming in and loudly asking for a box of tampons

Proceeded to grill them on what brands were most likely to leak so he'd avoid them (no shame whatsoever)

Never arrived empty-handed. Along with the tampons, he’ll pick up a plushie, a cute keychain, a little hair accessory or literally anything he knows that will let him see your pretty smile

He’ll wrap you both up in comforters, flashdrive loaded with all your comfort movies, from romcoms to horror

The mission? Movie marathon until you're both knocked out

Despite shrieking at every jumpscare, he still kisses your forehead between scenes, like you’re the one who needs reassurance (Spoiler: he needed those forehead kisses more)

a/n: thanks so much for reading! headcanon requests are very much appreciated ʕ•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ

[luna-the-moth]

Anon: Hello! Any chance of more on Idia x reader who does audio porn? I enjoy this posts a lot and your writing is amazing! 😳🫣

Tumblr ate this ask, but luckily I saved it in my google docs beforehand <3 Regardless, we perservere <3 thank you for the kind words Nonnie, I hope you enjoy!

Here’s a link to the prev audio porn creator! Reader x idia blurb if you haven't checked it out!

18+, gn! reader who does audio porn/asmr

I’d definitely say he’s fond of the roleplay audios the most! He appreciates the effort that’s put into acting out specific characters, and even more so if a person’s able to capture the character’s complexity and nuance!

Is also picky about sound effects, so he’s a good soundboard! (Mind, sending him entire audios may not be the most productive way of checking the realism and quality of your sound bites…Sending him individual audio clips of specific acts/sounds will be more efficient!) 

Would definitely enjoy your mukbang-esque videos where you record yourself eating a meal and chatting, though! Would never admit it because he doesn’t want to expose himself as a loser who listens to his partner eat when they aren’t sharing a meal but…he is <3 

He’ll protest that your soothing bf/gf/partner asmrs aren’t special to him once you’re in a relationship (he has the real deal right next to him, after all!), but if you’re away for a long time and can’t call/text, he does secretly listen to one of your softer, intimate works.

Also he may or may not have done a scan to see if anyone else on campus listens to you— keeping an eye on possible competitors is necessary!! Who knows what those freaks would do if they recognized you! QWQ

That being said, he helps a lot with your digital anonymity (letting you know if you accidentally reveal information in your audio or that there’s background noise that can be used to doxx you) and will modify your voice upon request! You’ll be as safe as can be while still being able to pursue your passions <3

Idia will also make sure to listen to your ramblefaps (audios where the speaker is masturbating) before you guys have sex for the first time…he has to be prepared!! Otherwise his poor heart wouldn’t be able to take it , , , poor thing gets sooo flustered though, especially if he can hear you using a toy. (He totally doesn’t wish it was him inside you when you use a dildo.)

On that note! I think he’d be really smug if you had an audio where you’re being pleasured by him + you cut out his audio post-editing , , , he doesn’t want his voice out there but you posting a session where he’s the one giving you an orgasm , ,,  ORZ he gets soooo worked up about it once he overcomes the initial stage of embarrassment. 

[laurenwalshart]

Hey

I have always wanted to rp and while I haven't been playing wow in a while it sounds really cool to dive further into the world that way? Would you have an idea on how one could could get into that? C:

Hi!

The Roleplay community in wow is definitely a hidden one so happy to share and help you get your footing!

Do you want to play Horde or Alliance? That choice may influence which server you will pick. Moon Guard is primarily Alliance, but it does have a small horde community. Wyrmrest Accord is the inverse with a big Horde community and smaller Alliance one. However now that guilds are cross server AND cross faction the barrier between these servers is starting to thin. Essentially you are really picking one server over the other for random chance world rp encounters and even there rpers have “anchor groups” for people to hop servers or phases and be in the same space for big events.

How do I find people to roleplay with? You can always walk through Stormwind or Orgrimmar on MG or WrA but the best way to get consistent rp is through guilds. Each guild is essentially a massive dnd group. Some are so big they basically have guilds within their guilds.

On top of guilds there is a massive network of discords that communities use to coordinate server wide events like the Tournament of Ages or Conquest on Moon Guard. Guilds will also advertise in these discords and open events usually advertise there as well!

You can also search the WoW forums of these servers for events and guilds to join.

Do I need addons? Yes! Addons are essential for rping. Three addons are a must Total Roleplay 3, emote splitter, and Listener/snooper.

Total Roleplay 3 or TRP is essentially a character sheet that players can mouse over you and read. You can describe your character, the way they sound, or act in glances, write a short bio, and more.

Emote Splitter - This addon with allow for you to write and post long emotes and it will split it up for you based on wow’s chat character limit.

Listener/Snooper - wow rp can be an overwhelming amount of text sometimes. This addon will ping you if someone says your name and will allow you to mouse over a character and see exactly what they said.

What lingo should I know?

OOC - out of character

IC - in character

(Text) - This is a comment being said oocly

Para - this player likes to write in descriptive paragraphs

Mirror - this player will mirror your style

Any other tips? Elune yes. Write your emotes on a google doc or something connected to the cloud. Crashes happen and you will lose an emote you spent 3 minutes writing in a flash.

/e - this creates that descriptive orange text. There is a range on this so if a player is out of range they may not see your emote. If you would like to remove your name from the descriptive text type “/e |”

Grab a bunch of elixir of tongues! They are always good to have on hand in case you run into an opposite faction player.

There’s a lot of toys and potions out there that do cool stuff! Keep your eyes open for them!

I hope this is helpful for you and others!!

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Discord Servers to start!

Moon Guard

Grand Alliance: https://discord.gg/t4keucKH

Stormwind Crown Association: https://discord.gg/ZZD9j3xj

Horde Vanguard: https://discord.gg/R4tkuAUT

Wrymrest Accord

Wrymrest Community Project: https://discord.gg/wrawcp

Other servers

A Druid Community ran by me: https://discord.gg/w3Q7chtM

[prenzea]

Oh Bad and Pierre are SO pissed about the nerfs this is so fucking funny

"Tomorrow, no backpacks! The day after, they build a world border. After that, no voice chat for a 'better server experience' *laughs*" "Day 6, they switch us to Bedrock edition. No more Java! Everyone has to play on pocket edition!"

"They were looking for more people to join the admin team, we should fill out the google form! we have such good ideas!"

I don't even think this is roleplay chaos anymore I think they're genuinely so pissed LMAO

Pierre is now filling out the google form and sent the link to Bad.

[cantstoptheimagines]

Interrogation Tactics (König | Call of Duty)

Summary — After König returns from deployment, the two of you indulge in some roleplay.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Smut (rough reunion sex between partners; interrogation roleplay (König pretends to be a dangerous stranger); oral (male receiving, brief female receiving, face fucking); penetration (vaginal, anal); cum is literally everywhere; spit kink; breeding kink; bondage and being tied up; lots of degradation (name-calling); slapping and spanking; slight housewife kink; brief usage of a blindfold; brief usage of a knife; brief discussion about safe words; tons of dirty talk; cursing; König speaks German a lot); I love masked men too much for my own good.

Notes ➳ Word count is 4,503. ➳ Reader uses feminine pronouns (she/her). ➳ Google Translate was used for the German in this work. You can find translations at the end. If you have any corrections, please let me know!

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The darkness caused by the blindfold over your eyes left nothing but anxiety curling within your stomach. Your wrists ached from the tightly knot rope that held them firmly behind your back. Another was secured around your hips, keeping you pinned to the chair you had been forced to sit in.

You felt numb, unsure of how long you had been like this. The entire house had been silent for quite some time. Aside from the occasional sound of shuffling that came from downstairs, letting you know that you most certainly were not alone, of course.

The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly ascending to the second floor of your home made your muscles tense. The knob of your bedroom door rattled as it opened. Heart pounding in your chest, you whimpered fearfully upon hearing the lock click.

“Oh, no need for all that,” muttered a deep accent, the footsteps slowly growing closer. “I’m only here to have a chat. Answer my questions and then you can be free. If I’m feeling generous.”

“Please—! Ah!”

A large hand harshly grabbed your throat and tilted your head back. You could feel the piercing eyes of your assailant drilling into you, even with the blindfold obstructing your vision. Tears began to well up as you were left struggling to breathe.

A deep chuckle made your heart sink, “Tell me what you know about your husband’s mission. When will he return?”

You sputtered, voice cracking under his tight grip, “I don’t know. Please, I don’t know anything. He doesn’t tell me about his work.”

He grunted, unsatisfied with your answer. It was the same one you had given him when he had initially arrived.

“Liar,” he growled, hand moving up to squeeze your face. “Maybe I need to use other methods to get answers out of you.”

“What?” you whimpered. “What are you talking about?”

“You heard me,” he muttered, and you could almost envision an arrogant smirk on his face. “A good fucking should make you squeal. Besides, I haven’t been inside a pussy in so long. You’re lucky that you get to be the first to experience my cock after so many months. I always go hard after being out of commission for a long time.”

You felt a cold, sharp blade suddenly run over your skin. You tensed at the feeling. After swiftly cutting the rope around your hips, he ripped off the blindfold as well. Your tears blurred your vision, hardly letting you see the knife that he held up to your face as your eyes adjusted to the dark room.

“Now let’s get started,” he chuckled. “I’m gonna enjoy this.”

A pit grew in your stomach as you took in his appearance. He was ginormous, especially in height, dwarfing you in every way. He wore a dark uniform, though a lot of his gear has been taken and shoved into a corner of the room. His face was entirely covered by a mask, only allowing you to see his narrowed eyes.

He yanked you off the chair, setting his knife down in your place as he pushed you onto your knees. His eyes softened and your husband’s true nature broke through when you yelped at the sudden pain in your knees after they collided with the floor.

“We still got a safe word, Schatz?” he muttered, breaking his character as a cruel interrogator in order to caress your cheek. “It’s been so long, I can’t remember.”

“It’s ‘purple’,” you replied, nuzzling into his touch, wishing you could feel him properly.

König nodded, quietly admiring you for a moment, “You okay to keep going?”

Upon letting him know you were, he pinched your chin softly before sliding his hand back to your throat, “Good girl.”

He grinned beneath his mask when you let out a whine, each of you falling back into your chosen roles. He used his free hand to undo his pants.

Your eyes still sparkled with remnants of tears. He can’t help but roll his eyes. How did he ever end up with a weak thing like you?

König stuffed his hand inside his pants and pulled himself out. Similar to the rest of him, his cock was huge. It throbbed and twitched in his hand, swollen from being trapped within his tight briefs. It was completely hard and ready to be used however he desired.

Strengthening his grip on your throat, he tilted his head at you, “Machen Sie sich bereit zum Saugen.”

He pressed himself to your face, grinding his balls over your skin as he began stroking himself. Lining them up with your chin and flattening his cock against you, he laughed upon realizing he was long enough to exceed the length of your face.

“Can’t wait to make you swallow,” he muttered. “My cock is so big compared to you, you’re going to feel it all the way down your throat. C’mere!”

The hand around your neck moved to your face, forcing your mouth open. König wasted no time in slapping his leaking tip against your tongue. He smeared his precum over your lips. You whined fearfully when he then leaned down to lick it up, only to spit it into your mouth seconds later.

“Time to use that sweet, wet mouth of yours.”

You gagged around him, tears welling up once more, when he suddenly shoved his tip to the back of your throat. He grasped your head with his hands, harshly pressing down on your temples, to begin guiding your mouth on and off his thick length.

He quickly became soaked in more of your spit with every rough thrust. You audibly gagged and choked each time he sank into your mouth.

“Saugen!” he exclaimed, laughing as you attempted to free your wrists from their restraints behind your back. “Finish me with your mouth! Kleine Hure!”

His heavy balls slapped your chin with every movement. He almost couldn’t believe he had gone months without feeling you like this. He almost wanted to apologize for being so rough with you, only to remember that this was what you wanted.

You asked him to stay in his uniform and intimidate the living hell out of you while he took on the role of an enemy interrogator. You wanted to be tied up and used like you were nothing but flesh and pleasure for him.

And he wanted to fulfill those dreams of yours.

Eyes rolling back, he began to thrust even harder. The wet sounds of your mouth made his cock twitch.

“What would—? Ugh! Fuck!” he groaned. “What would your husband think of you? His precious housewife, desperate for attention, on your knees like a slut for a man you don’t even know?”

König felt sick whenever he thought about you while he was gone. He’d imagine you all alone as you took care of things at home, waiting for him to send his military payments. All so you could keep being the good housewife he wanted you to be since the two of you got married. You had earned this for being so patient.

His hands shoved your head down as far as it could go onto his cock. He sank deep into you, sighing when your nose met his pelvis. His hips circled in order to grind his balls against your skin, allowing him to listen to your gags and sputters as spit gathered at the corners of your mouth.

“Ah!” he moaned, and then another laugh escaped him. “Such a perfect hole, aren’t you, Maus? So good at choking on cock—! Ugh!”

He pulled you off, chuckling deeply, enjoying the sight of you. Covered in spit and sweat, gasping for any semblance of air, and fat tears rolling down your cheeks. You were so pretty.

“Please,” you panted with a sob, playing your role as a pathetic captive perfectly. “Please, I can’t take it anymore! Wait—!”

His cock forcefully shoving itself back into your mouth silenced your pleas. König glared through his mask, and scoffed, “Shut up! You’re fucking starved for attention, don’t deny it! How about this? Since you’re so hungry, you can eat up all my cum when I squirt it down your tight throat!”

He thrust in and out of your mouth at a lightning pace, balls slapping and bouncing off your face. There was no remorse in his eyes, only a dark glimmer of pleasure, as he used you for his personal desires.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed. “Fucking taking it, aren’t you? Look at that bulge in your throat. Never had a cock this big before, I bet.”

The sensation of his length suddenly aching and twitching sent shivers down his spine. The mushroom-shaped head collided with the back of your throat with every movement of his hips. It sank deep into you each time, leaving you to choke in its wake.

“Ugh! I’m gonna cum!” he huffed, quickly giving you a harsh slap to make you cry around him. "Eat my cum when I let go in your mouth, hungrige Schlampe! Your husband shouldn’t have left you alone with a throat like this! Ah, shit! It’s like a fucking glory hole — used before, but still good enough to cum inside!”

With one last thrust, he flooded your mouth with his thick, salty release. You were once forced against his pelvis. He held you there, grinning and moaning with every burst of cum that squirted down your throat. His heavy load left you with no option but to swallow around his length.

Pulling out, he stroked himself hard and fast, groaning loudly as you whimpered. König slapped his cock against your face. His length trembled in his grip from the overstimulation.

“Want some on that pretty face too,” gasped König. “Want you covered in it like you’re my personal cumslut—! Oh!”

He made himself cum again. Sighing, groaning, and cursing as he did so, he watched his second wave of release squirt onto your face. He doused your skin in a mess of white, creamy cum.

He smiled as he admired your dirty appearance. Rubbing cock against you to smear his cum, he listened to the way you gasped and sobbed, “Please! I told you I don’t know anything! You’ve done enough!”

“Oh, but Armer Liebling,” he cooed with a dark glimmer in his eyes, “I still haven’t used your pussy yet.”

He almost laughed upon seeing your eyes widen. Slapping his cock against your mouth and nose, he beamed down at your pathetic, stained expression.

“Up you get,” he said, pulling you up by the hair and grinning when you cried out in pain. “Time to let me fuck that cunt of yours. I’m sure it’s nice and tight.”

He dragged you down onto your bed. Hands still bound behind your back, it was pretty much impossible to fight back against his overwhelming strength as he shoved your face into the comforter before lifting your hips.

“Face down, ass up,” he muttered. “Genau wie eine Hure.”

You pleaded with him to rethink his actions as he removed any and all clothing from your lower half, “I’ll give you whatever you want! Money, anything! Just let me go! Please, don’t make me—! Mmph!”

He’d apparently gotten tired of your begging, deciding to lean down and shove your removed underwear into your mouth as a gag.

Listening to you cough around the fabric, he rolled his eyes, “Den Mund halten! Ich bin fertig mit diesem Spermaloch, das du Mund nennst!”

With the side of your face shoved into the bed, you could barely see what he was doing as he kneeled behind you. A loud slap resounded through the air, leaving you to yelp into your makeshift gag.

König palmed your ass before giving it a much harder slap. He continued his cruel actions, spanking you more and more harshly as he went on. He wanted it to bruise in order to leave you with a painful piece of evidence that he had used you for his own desires.

“Let’s take a look at this pussy, shall we?” he chuckled.

You tried your best to resist the way he spread you open from behind. He pinned down your struggling legs the moment you attempted to squirm out of his hold.

Another mean slap made your flesh ache. You squealed into your underwear, shaking your head in hopes he would release you.

Satisfied that he had stopped you from resisting, he spread you open again. Wider this time, of course, so he could show you that he planned on doing whatever he wanted.

He wasted no time in shoving two fingers deep into your pussy, which was wet with your slick. Muffled cries escaped your body as he pumped them in and out a few times before removing them.

He slipped them beneath his mask and placed them against his tongue, licking and sucking your taste off his fingers, “So eine köstliche Muschi. Vielleicht lasse ich dich gefesselt, damit ich es heute Abend zum Abendessen essen kann.”

He spread you even wider until he could see your asshole as well. He smirked to himself and, unbeknownst to you, decided to save that for later. He wanted to ruin your cunt first.

Lifting his mask just above his nose, he leaned down to spit onto your sweet pussy. After licking a long stripe over your entrance, he rubbed his nose against you, taking in your wet scent with a satisfied hum.

“Love the smell of eager pussy,” he muttered, kissing your leaking hole before rising to his knees. “Almost as much as I love the taste.”

He then took you by surprise. He shoved his hard, thick cock into you without warning. Your eyes widened, a new burst of tears pouring out, as he began thrusting in and out of your squelching entrance.

“Oh, yes! You’re as tight as I imagined! Strangle my cock with that perfect cunt!” he commanded, delivering another series of hard slaps to your swollen ass. “No wonder your husband married a pathetic brat like you! He knew how good your pussy is at getting fucked!”

His heavy, aching balls hit you with every thrust. He grunted and groaned with every movement of his hips. He even let out a strained laugh when your eyes rolled back in both pain and pleasure.

The underwear in your mouth was soaked in your spit, doing little to muffle to the shrieks, gasps, and cries that escaped you. Tied up and firmly held by the hips, you couldn’t do anything but take the large cock that was currently abusing your leaking pussy.

“You like that, Schatz? Huh? You like being pounded by my fat cock, don’t you?” he gasped, sweating heavily due to the growing heat underneath his mask. “You’ll like it even more when I breed this pussy over and over again. I’m gonna leave you as nothing but a destroyed hole for me to use in my spare time.”

You shrieked at the mention of him releasing his orgasm inside your body. You could only imagine how many times he’d fill you up if he got his way.

“That’s right,” he chuckled, leaning down and hunching over you in order to whisper into your ear. “I’m gonna come back every night from now on to fuck you raw and dump my load inside this tight hole. Imagine your husband finally coming back from deployment, only to find you captured and being pumped full of a stranger’s cum. Maybe he’ll be angry, or maybe he’ll want to join the fun. What do you think?”

You wriggled against him, shaking your head as more sobs wracked your body. A thick layer of sweat covered your skin. Your body was becoming numb from the pleasure that was growing between your legs.

König chuckled into your ear, still leaning over you, his chest flush against your back, both of which were still clothed.

Warm hands slid from your hips, traveling beneath your shirt to flatten themselves against your stomach. König rubbed one in a slow circle while nipping at your shoulders.

“Gonna put my baby right here,” he said. “Need to fill up your womb first, but best believe I’ll keep cumming inside this quivering pussy until you’re all nice and round with the result of my sperm.”

He grinned at the feeling of your entrance squeezing around his cock. He always knew you were secretly so fucking dirty.

“Oh! Get ready!” he moaned, beginning to rut into you at a faster pace. “I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming again! Wish everyone could watch you take my load! Yes! Ugh, what a perfect hole!”

He forced himself as deep as he could go within your sopping entrance. Trapped in his strong arms, your pussy was made to suck in every bit of cum he released. So much of it filled you in seemingly endless spurts that a creamy white ring formed at the base of König’s throbbing cock.

His warm, heavy balls were snugly pressed to your dripping hole, collecting every drop of wet slick that slipped out.

“Nimm es!” he groaned, hands sliding from your stomach to your breasts. “Nimm es, du dreckige Schlampe!”

He continued to rut into you until your body finally gave into the pleasure. König let out a loud, mocking laugh when he felt your overstimulated pussy gush around him.

“Dumb whore!” he scoffed. “You’ll cum on any cock that’s willing to screw your pathetic fuck hole, aren’t you?”

Releasing your breasts after a few more tight squeezes, he gently kissed your neck and muttered a few sweet words into your ear, true colors shining through for a short moment. He quickly rose back onto his knees to admire the mess you had made.

He slowly thrusted in and out of your body, grinning at the sweet squelching of your entrance as he did so. His pelvis and thighs were soaked in your fluids and your ass was already beginning to bruise from his rough treatment.

Much to his excitement, he could feel himself becoming hard again. Your torment wasn’t even close to being over.

“Here we go again,” he chuckled. “Next round, Schatz. It’s time for you to ride.”

With his strength and overwhelming size, it only took him mere seconds to move you into a new position. Lying back on the bed, he placed you on top of him, chest-to-chest, tucking your cum-slathered face into his concealed neck.

He briefly thought about how he probably needed to take off his mask soon. The heat and sweat beneath it was beginning to be too much. Right now though, he simply wanted to fuck your weeping pussy at least one more time.

One of his large hands splayed over the space between your shoulder blades. He pondered untying your hands, but decided having you entirely at his mercy was far more enjoyable. The other hand palmed at your ass. He groped, pinched, and slapped you, thoroughly pleased with your desperate squeals of pain.

“Let’s see how well you can bounce on my fat cock so you can take my cum again,” he chuckled. “Sluts like you are always good at riding. Probably fucking made for it.”

You whined and then made another failed attempt to escape his hold. He lined up with your entrance, slapping your wet slick with the head of his throbbing length. The underwear in your mouth was quickly removed in favor of seeing your expressions up close and personal.

“Ah! Wait!” you said. “You already came inside! I can’t take anymore! Let me go—! Oh! Ugh!”

König plunged into you with no remorse. Hands shifting to grope your ass, he forced you to bounce as he rutted deep into your quivering, overstimulated pussy.

Your mouth fell open with a silent scream. And König couldn’t stop himself from laughing darkly upon seeing your eyes roll back, lashes fluttering uncontrollably.

“Good pussy,” he grinned with a moan and a rough slap to your ass. “Gute verdammte Muschi.”

You gasped with every thrust, “Ah! Ah! Big! Ah! Too big! Ah! Can’t!”

“Nichts als eine weinende, schlampige Schlampe!” he huffed. “I’m making it fit, aren’t I? Stop complaining!”

He controlled your movements with his tight, bruising grip on your ass. He jerked up into you at an almost inhuman pace. His cock fit snugly within your wet, clenching walls.

He tugged up his mask and forced a kiss upon your crying mouth, still begging for him to give up the torment of your pussy, “Mein gehorsamer Schwanzärmel, ja? Mein Sperma-Dump, nicht wahr? Answer me!”

“I don’t—! Ah!” you tried your best to speak. “I don’t know what you’re saying—! Ah! Ah! Ah! Please, show down! Ah! I don’t understand! Ah! Ah!”

He grunted, “You don’t understand?! I want you to admit that you’re just a fleshlight for me to fuck and breed whenever I want! Say it!”

His cock twitched within you, signaling that he wouldn’t last much longer. Frustration flared in his chest when you simply cried in response, “No, I won’t—! Ah! Ah! Won’t say it!”

He glared, only barely satisfied whenever you yelped in response to him landing a cruel slap upon your ass.

“Fucking say it!” he demanded, continuing to punish you with his mean spanks. “Fucking say you’re mine! Sag es!”

He carried on pummeling your entrance and wreaking havoc upon your blistering ass. His cock hit your cervix and tears welled up in response. He grunted and hissed, wanting nothing more than to fill up your womb for a second time.

You finally conceded, almost unable to breathe, “Please! Hurts! Ah! I’m yours! Ah! Ah! Ah! Yours to fuck and—! Ah! And use! Please, too much!”

He slowed, smiling at your desperate expression. He grabbed the back of your neck with one hand and pushed your crying face into his mask. The fabric muffled your sounds.

He bounced you on his cock once, twice, three times more. Cum burst out in ropes, filling you deep, as König ran a hand along your back.

“So good. Your pussy is so good,” he muttered. “Makes me wonder if your ass is even better.”

You didn’t even have the strength to fight back as König changed your positions once again.

Lying on your sides, he pressed himself as close as he could from behind with your hands still tied around your back. He felt between the swollen cheeks of your ass with the head of his leaking cock until he found your tightest entrance.

“Still all right, Liebling?” he asked quietly, lifting his mask in order to leave a trail of open-mouthed kisses on the skin of your neck. “We can stop if you want. Did you mean it when you said it hurt?”

Your tired eyes glanced up at him, and then you whispered, “It did a little, but I’m okay. I like it when you’re rough with me, König. Keep going.”

“Let’s open up this puckered hole then, pretty thing,” he muttered, giving you another kiss as he fell back into character. “You wanna be left gaping? Huh?”

You whined at the feeling of his cock attempting to breach your ass. König finally squeezed his tip in after a few tries, groaning loudly.

You cried out as he pressed deeper and deeper, only to be silenced when he covered your wailing mouth with the palm of his hand. The other was used to lift your leg, spreading you enough for König to look down and watch his cock ease its way inside your tight, clenching hole.

“Disgusting slut,” he huffed, balls finally meeting the flesh between your shaking legs, “you like taking it up the ass? Such a shame I’m going to destroy this cock-hungry hole of yours. I might never be able to use it again after this, it’ll be so ruined.”

He pulled out to the tip before slamming all the way back in. You let out another cry into his palm, but that only made König grin beneath his mask as he did it again. Again. Again.

He continued thrusting deep into your trembling, worn out body. His movements were unlike how he had used your pussy, which had been fast and unwavering. This was slow and hard.

He stretched you open with every thrust of his throbbing, swollen cock. Everything was a mixture of both pain and pleasure.

You whimpered into his calloused palm each time his hips collided with your ass, “Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”

“Good girl,” he muttered. “Such a tight set of holes. Here, let me get deeper.”

He let go of your leg and then rolled you onto your stomach. You couldn’t help but groan at the sudden loss of his cock in your ass.

He chuckled, hand still covering your mouth as he crawled on top of you, “Don’t worry, pussy. You won’t be empty for very long.”

You whined upon realizing that he had called you “pussy” rather than any of the other names he had been using all night. Being seen as nothing but a collection of holes for him to fill turned you on beyond belief.

“Not done with that tight ass quite yet,” he continued. “Still need to cum in it.”

He pressed himself flush against your back, forcing you to bear almost his entire weight. Your tied hands dug into his stomach the slightest bit. However, as König pushed himself back into your clenching asshole, he decided it was worth it.

“What a—! Ugh! What a perfect cum hole,” he huffed, finally continuing with his rough thrusts once he was shoved back inside. “Gonna fill you up again until you’re lying there with my load dripping out of your ass. Won’t be able to move, it’ll be so full.”

He sped up. Skin met skin at such a rapid pace that you could hardly breathe. You were being ground to dust by the combination of his thrusts and his muscular body.

You whimpered as König plunged in and out of your ass. His heavy balls bounced off your skin. He panted and moaned into your ear with every thrust, “Gonna cum again! Ugh! Ah! Think you can do it with me?”

You could barely even nod in response. You whined into his palm instead, which he took as confirmation that you were on the edge of your own orgasm.

“Do it,” he said. “Cum for me.”

In an instant, you gushed around his aching cock with a moan. He came as well, shooting a stream of creamy white cum into your ass.

He removed his mask, panting heavily against your skin. He groaned when he pulled out of you and eyed the way his cum dripped out of both your pussy and your ass.

He uncovered your mouth in order to listen to your quiet, relieved whimpers. He tried his best to layer your neck and shoulders in warm kisses as he began untying your wrists, only to find it difficult with his labored breathing.

“So happy to be home with you, Schatz,” he whispered instead.

German Translations, In Order of Appearance: ➳ “Schatz.” — “Darling.” ➳ “Machen Sie sich bereit zum Saugen.” — “Get ready to suck.” ➳ “Saugen!” — “Suck!” ➳ “Kleine Hure!” — “Little whore!” ➳ “Maus.” — “Mouse.” ➳ “Hungrige Schlampe!” — “Hungry slut!” ➳ “Armer Liebling.” — “Poor darling.” ➳ “Genau wie eine Hure.” — “Just like a whore.” ➳ “Den Mund halten! Ich bin fertig mit diesem Spermaloch, das du Mund nennst!” — “Shut up! I'm done with that cum hole you call a mouth!” ➳ “So eine köstliche Muschi. Vielleicht lasse ich dich gefesselt, damit ich es heute Abend zum Abendessen essen kann.” — “Such a delicious pussy. Maybe I'll leave you tied up so I can eat it for dinner tonight.” ➳ “Nimm es! Nimm es, du dreckige Schlampe!” — “Take it! Take it, you dirty bitch!” ➳ “Gute verdammte Muschi.” — “Good fucking pussy.” ➳ “Nichts als eine weinende, schlampige Schlampe!” — “Nothing but a crying, sloppy slut!” ➳ “Mein gehorsamer Schwanzärmel, ja? Mein Sperma-Dump, nicht wahr?” — “My obedient cock sleeve, yes? My cum dump, aren't you?” ➳ “Sag es!” — “Say it!” ➳ “Liebling.” — “Darling.”

[aroaceleovaldez]

i mean it when i say we've gotta bring back askblogs. bring back making character chat posts with poor choice text colors over random backgrounds. bring back blogs dedicated to what outfits you think characters would wear.

fandom is an ecosystem, not a numbers game. these types of blogs/posts/etc still exist in concept, because people still want to make them and they're a great way to get your thoughts of an idea out in a simple format, but most people make them on like tiktok or instagram reels and that's where the problem lies. Those videos don't go anywhere. The format doesn't allow for the discussion to spread through the community and they're less likely to be engaged with in general. And to make them most people have to either show their face or figure out editing software, so the barrier to entry is higher (editing) and/or they have to forfeit an amount of privacy.

those types of posts/blogs are the first rung of the ecosystem. they're the perfect environment for younger members of the fandom to begin safely interacting with the larger community and putting their own thoughts and ideas out there. roleplay is the other major spot for that and those communities are diminishing as well, honestly (if you know of an rp forum board site, cherish it. and if you can make one, make one). they allow younger fans to begin engaging with the source material on a different/deeper level, but still at a very low barrier to entry, and begin conversations with other fans, which also helps them build skills which in turn may encourage them to pursue other avenues within the fandom (fic writing, other formats of askblog - which itself usually leads to art, cosplay, also fic writing, etc). Without those places to build those skills, they might feel discouraged from trying to begin when surrounded by curated people who have built their skills up for years.

And those conversations they foster also in turn help the community, by offering ideas to artists or fic writers to extrapolate on or building community jokes. And that text/blog format specifically is extremely beneficial, because it allows younger members of the fandom to remain anonymous and keep their privacy without concerning themselves with having any platform or having anything attached to them (very important for young fans figuring themselves out and navigating online community spaces for the first time, since they can remove themselves from spaces easily if they decide they don't like it and they're protected, rather than PUTTING THEIR FACE ON THE INTERNET). And those posts they make will spread a lot more into the community since they're in a significantly easier format to be reposted (few people are gonna be reposting tons of random short-form videos versus spamming their instagrams with reposts of 10 random fandom images yoinked from tumblr, or reposting to pinterest or something). Like, don't repost art, at the VERY least don't repost without credit, but also I am not ignorant to the fact that my art is not just the first google image result for "pjo pride" and related searches, but also the 4th, the 6th, the 9th, the 10th, the 11th, etc etc., and pops up in the search results before the official ReadRiordan does simply because people reposted my work more (most with credit, thankfully).

For fandom to be a community, it needs to perpetuate itself. There needs to be engagement with one another and conversation. If that bottom rung is cut off, then new fans won't be able to grow into the other niches of the fandom, and the fandom will be solely reliant on the source material and die out extremely quickly, and there won't be a community. There's no conversation! There's no reason to stay beyond the original material! But if you don't have points of entry for new fans, they won't have any way to build the skills needed to move into those niches, or engage with the community in a healthy way.

tl;dr: Bring back askblogs and character-based text post blogs. They are vital to fandom ecosystem.

[amoebias]

hello marauders fandom!!

! me and my best boy jesper @mystcius have started a 20+ DISCORD SERVER for marauders roleplay where we develop and roleplay Hogwarts in the 70s. It’s a really fun server to develop and interact within the marauders community with in character chats, in depth canon roleplays and developments of canon relationship and so on. it’s an all inclusive group where we promote minor and major characters (particularly promoting intergrating minor characters into major plot points too!! no one is excluded here.)

taken characters include :

— remus lupin, james potter, lily evans, sirius black, and evan rosier.

we do have an application google form up, but just like this post and i’ll dm you with all the details and we can have a little chat about it!

excited to develop!! <3 find out more info at @moonlit-mischief !!!

[unkat]

Somewhere Down the Line (We won't be Alone)

@psiroller let me play around in their chilaios early 2000's gamer au--please check out their other drabbles which are so delicious.

Thank you Psiroller for all your help and support! <3

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Chilchuck and Laios teleport back to spawn and make their way towards the guildhall to meet up with Senshi somewhere “more atmospheric for cooking than at spawn.” Even caring a little less about the roleplaying aspect, Chilchuck can appreciate the appeal. There is a bar and kitchen built into the guildhall, every piece of decor purchased with crystals saved from monthly subscriptions and major events. The central room also houses trophies from some of their most grueling raids, Chilchuck forever proud of the jagged black wings with an animation like embers of a fire from beating Asmodeus during the Apocalyptic event, their guild being only one of few to boast such a feat.

Senshi’s avatar is doing a dancing emote in place when they arrive, Izutsumi’s catgirl sitting in her idle AFK animation curled up on a chair. “He’s still active at least,” Laios remarks into the voicecall, the sound of his keyboard clacks echoing into Chilchuck’s headset before the message sends into the chat. 

>>LaiosTouden: Hey, @SenshiOfIzganda and @IZUTSUMI, we’ve returned from the hunt with ingredients.

Senshi continues his dance as Izutsumi’s character exits from sleep and idles instead. 

>>IZUTSUMI: Took you long enough

>>IZUTSUMI: Senshi’s looking at some yeast cultures

>>LaiosTouden: Really? I thought he didn’t have to start prep for another hour.

>>IZUTSUMI: It’s for sourdough. You use the same starter culture for every batch.

“Senshi’s talking to her about baking, huh?” Chilchuck remarks, only the sound of keyboard clacks as text appears on screen.

>>LaiosTouden: Cool, did he say how long it would be?

Message sent, Laios sighs into the mic, “Yeah, I’m surprised she’s interested she doesn’t act like she’s interested in much of anything.”

Chilchuck snorts into his mic, “You thinking of waiting around for him? I can get some wood and make a chest if you need.”

>>IZUTSUMI: Not long

“That’s okay,” Laios replies out loud, his character going into a combat flourish emote, as a counterpoint to Senshi’s dancing, “It doesn’t sound like it’ll be long. I’m volunteering tomorrow afternoon, so I can sleep in.”

Chilchuck directs his character to sit down in one of the nearby chairs. “Volunteering? I didn’t know you volunteered anywhere.”

“I do! Have for a while, actually! Before going back to school.” His chair creaks as he leans back and stretches with a grunt, “I work with a wildlife sanctuary north of the university, I think this is my third year volunteering? But now that I’m in the vet tech program, some of it counts as exposure working with animals, when I’m doing that.”

“Hmm, yeah?” Chilchuck replies, shifting into another tab to play minesweeper. “When you’re doing what?”

“When I first started, I did a lot of busy-work, like mowing the lawn, putting stuff back in the gift shop, printing pamphlets, stuff like that.” Chilchuck can hear that he has opened a drawer somewhere, probably wandering around his room. “But now I help check in new patients and feed the animals. They have wolves there, most of them hybrid wolfdogs surrendered by their owners, and I get to feed and play with them now.

Now he’s curious, and Chilchuck tabs out of his minesweeper game, letting the time tick up, as he opens internet explorer and navigates to Google, looking up “North Carolina Wildlife Sanctuary,” glancing around at the ones he sees and their proximity to where he knows Marcille works through the new maps feature. There’s very few listed, but he’s able to find only a stub labeling “Roanoke Wildlife Sanctuary and Rehabilitation” within twenty miles of a community college. He looks it up in a new window and finds that they have a webpage with a forest green background and text that doesn’t resize automatically, making him stretch the browser window to see it correctly. “You want to work with wolves when you have your degree?” he asks, scrolling down the page’s comic sans introduction to see cute pictures of animals, the gift shop, and staff.

“I would like it, but it wasn’t what I thought I would be doing, not as a career.” Laios remarks, the squeak of the chair announcing his return to the computer desk. “There’s a lot of exotic pets like reptiles and birds, it would still have a full-time clinic and not rely only on donations as much. Most of the actual vets at the sanctuary are doing it on donation or for a really reduced rate when they aren’t at their own clinics, so I’d probably be doing that too.”

Chilchuck clicks on the “Tours” tab of the page. Images of school-aged children listening to an older woman wearing the refuge’s khaki uniform while a younger man stands by holding a snake around his shoulders, resting on his arm. “Reptiles, like snakes?”

“Yeah! The refuge has a few resident snakes, some from the wild who can’t be reintroduced for health reasons, and some that were pets who we can’t introduce into the environment. There’s this one milk snake that’s really chill, kids love her. Oh, Senshi’s back.”

Laios turns back to hammering away on his keyboard as Chilchuck stays tabbed out, continuing to look at the website. “Do you ever work with kids? Or just the animals?”

Laios grunts in acknowledgment, and there are the pinging sounds of items and messages being exchanged from the other tab. “I don’t talk with people very much, but I carry the animals for visitors to take pictures with them or pet them.”

There’s a picture of that same man crouching on the ground next to a squeamish child, who is petting the scales of the snake and forcibly smiling up at the camera. There’s no way, Chilchuck decides, looking at the proud smile of the man in the photo, young and fit and handsome, someone who would never spend all his evenings playing a niche MMO optimizing his character every night.

He keeps scrolling. 

There’s the special notification of a ping, and he pops back into the Dungeon Delver’s window. Senshi sent a message, >>Thank you @LaiosTouden and @cctims for all your help getting these ingredients! I will cook these into a delicious meal, and you’re all invited to enjoy it when it is completed! Perhaps on our adventures tomorrow?

He quickly starts to reply, knocking his character out of it’s AFK animation. >>Sounds good, Let us know if there’s any other supplies you need, chef.

Senshi makes a smiling and laughing animation in response, then a thumbs up. Chilchuck types in the /wave command, giving a quick texted goodbye before logging off from the program, but not the voice call. “You like kids?”

Laios laughs, forced and awkward, “They don’t always like me. I think it depends on if they like the animals or not.”

“That’s pretty normal, for kids.” Chilchuck relaxes into his chair, “Sometimes it isn’t anything you’re doing, they got spooked by something they saw on tv, or because they’re tired and hungry.”

There is the loud typing noise from Laios’ mic as it takes him a minute to reply, “Yeah? Do you like kids?”

“Yeah, of course.” Chilchuck replies, glancing back at the minesweeper.

“You seem to know a lot about them,” Laios trails off at the end, typing furiously. Chilchuck furrows his brows, “Who are you talking to, Senshi still?”

“No, Marcille logged on. She’s asking me about some rp stuff. Trying to plan a time where we’ll both be online at the same time as Falin.”

“Oh yeah? What’s the plan?”

“Just tomorrow afternoon before the raid. It’s mostly for Falin and Marcille anyways, so I could hang out in voice call if you aren’t busy?”

“Sounds good.” Chilchuck murmurs and clicks on a square, grimacing as the yellow smiling face on the top of the screen turns to a frown and its eyes turn to X’s, a mine beneath his pointer. “You know, you can have your own rps, right? It doesn’t have to always be following your sister and her girlfriend.”

“I know,” Laios types a little more, “But I don’t mind, as long as everyone’s having fun.”

Chilchuck smiles, “That is the most important part.”

“What about you? You don’t do a lot of roleplay. Want to do something together sometime?”

“Us? What would we even do?” Chilchuck breathes a little laugh through his nose.

“Well, we do a lot of these hunts together, we can talk about that? Explore Laios and Chilchuck’s backstories a little?” His voice grows more stilted and awkward the more he talks, Chilchuck waiting for him to finish.

Chilchuck clicks to restart the level, reverting the emoticon back to its original cheerful state, “Sure, why not. We can always give it a try. They’re friends, in roleplay.”

“Yeah, it only makes sense they would hang out together too.” The chair creaks from Laios’ mic. “So, what about you? Do you like kids?”

“Yeah, I do.” He doesn’t know why he keeps talking. “I have a few of my own.”

“Oh.” Laios replies in a way that lilts upwards in the middle, like he’s surprised, judging, or. Who knows. Chilchuck jumps on it, “What, is that a surprise to you?”

“A surprise? Maybe? No? I mean, I didn’t know anything, but a lot of people have kids…”

“I don’t think any of us are like a lot of people.” Chilchuck flushes and turns back to the webpage. “I never said anything about it before.”

“But you were friends with Marcille before, and she and Senshi knew you for years.” Laios nonchalantly lays out, “And I know Marcille isn’t a college student. How many kids do you have?”

Chilchuck scrolls down the webpage to a picture of an older woman standing with the wolves. “Three, all girls.”

“All girls?” Laios sounds disbelieving.

Chilchuck grimaces, “Did I stutter? Don’t get any ideas, they’re all too young for you.”

“Oh, no I wasn’t thinking that,” Laios begins to talk more quickly, “It’s just nice to hear you talk about yourself.”

“Talk about myself? Those are my kids, not me.” Chilchuck replies, jumping to the review page. 

Laios is silent as he clicks around his PC. “Are you married?”

Chilchuck sucks in a breath through his teeth, “Separated, but it’s a mutual thing.” It isn’t quite the truth, but he’s not ready to go there. There is still a raw edge from no longer walking in the door of his house to the sound of the rest of his family getting ready for bed, a plate covered in plastic wrap waiting for him to eat in front of the TV. And the bite of unfinished paperwork, arguing through the phone with a lawyer instead of his wife, leaves him in a bad mood even now. “What about you? I’ve never heard you say anything about kids or girlfriends.”

“I don’t have either of those,” Laios replies, “I’m not really looking for a girlfriend, or having any kids.”

“Yeah, you’re in school, that’s too young to have any kids if you ask me. Good for you to focus on your education.”

“I don’t think I’m ever going to have a girlfriend, honestly.” Laios chuckles awkwardly. “Do you think the Demon’s Blade would work well with the Hellfire plate? Or would the speed boost from having the whole set and weapon be better than the increased crit chance?”

“You should be critfishing, with your build.” Chilchuck grumbles, “Attack speed is good, but consistently hitting that higher damage will be better for your comp. Toss it in Marcille’s spreadsheet and look at the damage per minute and not just the average per attack, to make sure.”

“Thanks, I’ll check it out.” 

“Now, what makes you think you’re never going to get a girlfriend?” Chilchuck teases, “There’s someone out there for everyone, I’m sure at least a few female characters have nice girls behind them, or veterinarians or something.”

Laios laughs even more awkwardly, almost scarily. “Yeah, I’m sure. It just isn’t for me.”

“What, girls?”

A moment passes in silence, and then another. Chilchuck scratches the side of his nose, thinking fast, “You know, my daughter had a girlfriend for a while, it’s not a big deal if you like guys too. Probably increases your chances of finding someone online, that’s for sure.”

Laios’ voice drops some of the fake cheerfulness that had been creeping through the last half of the conversation, and he sighs deeply before responding more authentically. “That would be nice.”

“So, no boyfriend either?”

“Nope, I have been focused on school and the sanctuary more, when I’m not gaming.”

“About that,” Chilchuck probes, clicking back to the outreach page, “Are you okay with telling me where it is?”

“What, where I work? Sure! They actually have a youtube channel, it’s a video platform. I can send you the link.”

That’s more than Chilchuck could have dreamed of. “Sure, let’s see it.”

The whoosh of a new chat message rattles through his headphones and he clicks on the link, finding it leading to a channel with the same Roanoke name as the webpage he had found earlier. There’s only three videos uploaded, a seven minute introduction video, and two with different animals in the thumbnail. He clicks on the introduction, halfheartedly watching the video recorded from a digital camera with a voiceover so much louder than the rest of the audio that it was distracting. “This is pretty official, having videos and a website.”

“I think it’s good, for educational purposes.” Laios’ chair creaks again, “I keep getting questions about pet snakes, so I thought it would be a good idea to have just some basics of snake care, and I know my boss is working on a wolf video soon.”

Immediately Chilchuck exits the introduction, mid-pan over the gift shop, and clicks on one of the other animal videos. A teal introduction frame with words in white font reading “Eastern Milk Snake” stays on screen for just a moment too long before fading into a video of the guy who was only a still image before. He opens his mouth and Chilchuck feels his stomach drop out, “Hi, uh, my name is Larry and I am a volunteer with the Roanoke Wildlife Sanctuary and Rehabilitation, and this is one of our residents, Mimi the milk snake!”

He continues to watch as Laios talks about snake care, the awkwardness fading as he gets more focused on describing Mimi’s diet and care. He’s hot. And he’s gay. Chilchuck had never felt uncomfortable with the idea of not being straight, he grew up watching pride parades and getting into fistfights when homophobes got too bold with his friends in high school, but he was dating his girlfriend, who then became his wife, and never questioned anything about himself seriously.

What is he thinking? Chilchuck settles back to watch, listening to Laios talk in one ear about Marcille’s spreadsheet and snake enclosures in the other. Laios is in school, barely older than his own kids. Besides, just because they spend time together and he fits the demographics of what Laios (or Larry?) says he likes doesn’t mean Laios is attracted to him. He’s not going to make that mistake of assuming every gay guy wants to fuck him.

“--But, it’s possible that paired with the Star’s Knight shield, I would have the increased defense without sacrificing speed.”

Chilchuck blinks, tuning back in, “Mhm, you aren’t a tank but you get hit sometimes.”

“That’s what I was thinking too. I think I can tailor the build depending on how much defense I need to survive being targeted between heal refreshes.”

“It’s a good plan, maybe you could get Marcille or your sister to make a spreadsheet for boss damage and healers.”

“Maybe, once they’re done with finals, we’ve definitely almost wiped from people forgetting that they couldn’t take one more hit.” Laios pauses. “Did you watch anything?”

“Not yet,” Chilchuck lies, “I’ll take a look after the call, it’s hard to listen to you and a video at the same time.”

”Okay! Let me know which ones you watch! It counts as community engagement.”

“Of course,” Chilchuck smiles against his better judgment. “You have any homework left? I remember you complaining about that essay-“

“-the one about legal issues with pet ownership, yeah.” He sighs. “I looked up some stuff. I get why they want us to do it, but it’s hard to read. I have tomorrow to work on it.”

Chilchuck is already scrolling through a page on the exotic pet market. “Come on, there’s nothing at least a little interesting about it.”

“It’s not that it isn’t interesting, honestly,” Laios comments ruefully, “It’s less fun thinking about how everything can go badly instead of making things better. But, I need to get six “writing course” credits and three for philosophy and ethics. Maybe I should have done creative writing and then taken a separate class for the philosophy and ethics stuff.”

“Maybe, but once you’ve finished this class, you don’t have to worry about it again, that seems nice.”

“Yeah,” Laios laughs, and it is sweet and addicting, making Chilchuck not want to do what he’s about to do next. 

“You should take a look into it. I have to go pick up some groceries.” Yeah, some beer and cigarettes from the gas station, and a highly processed snack for tomorrow at work. “Maybe you can tell me about it, later?”

“Are you trying to talk me into doing my essay?” Laios asks, almost incredulous.

Chilchuck leans back in his chair, “Depends on if it’s working.” There is a flirtatious pause that Chilchuck quickly fills with gruff excuses, “I do want to hear what you find, it sounds neat. And, it’s not as late for me as it is for you, so…”

They never hang out without discussing Dungeon Delver quests and goals first, so the offer is definitely not normal. Honestly, Chilchuck doesn’t even care that much about pet ownership, but he does care about Laios. The other man seems to be aware of the abnormality of this conversation, the promise of Chilchuck’s company, a potent carrot on a stick, more than Chilchuck realizes.

“It’s working. Yeah. Uhm, do you want me to message you in a few hours?” Laios asks, cautiously.

“Sure, that works with me.”

“Okay.”

“Yep.”

Neither of them hang up, even when the signs are all pointing to the end of the conversation.

“Okay, talk to you soon, Chil,” Laios replies, breathing into his mic again, “Good luck with the shopping.”

“Hahaha, it’ll all be fine, Laios.” Chilchuck replies, mouse hovering over the disconnect button on his screen, “See you.”

He clicks.

—--Mature content (BDSM, long distance relationship, daddy kink)

They’ve only put a label on what they share a couple of months ago, but it hadn’t been a secret how much time and attention they gave each other since meeting last year. 

What may have been more secret was how much deeper their relationship had gone beyond chaste in-game roleplay. How long they had danced right up to the edge of admitting their feelings, and then jerked off in private. How they frequently left the group teamspeak channels just to hop onto a private skype call. How willing they both were to make new characters that quickly devolved into avatars for their emotional and physical desires, before finally questioning the nature of their relationship.

When the episode ends, Laios is too busy touching himself to start another one. Chilchuck grins, the sounds piped into his ears have the shaky hisses from each too fast exhale whistling past the mic, while soft whines and hitches in his breath sound more muffled. Chilchuck traces his fingertips around the underside of his own cock, wanting this to last. "Are you hiding, pup?" He teases, letting his voice stay low, as the breathiness in his relaxed tone makes Laios whine nasally. "C'mon, I want to hear you, baby. Do you feel good?"

"Mhm," Laios doesn’t even open his mouth to reply, the response high-pitched and strained.

Chilchuck looks at the clock. They’ve spent ten minutes on this edge alone, the sweet torment starting at the beginning of the night, when Laios was still expecting just to rewatch his favorite show with Chilchuck. He takes on a firmer tone, "Louder, kid, full sentences."

Laios whines out loud, gasping for air; Chilchuck wraps his fingers around his cock in response, waiting.

"Y-yeah, daddy, I feel good." His voice is haggard and wet. "Please, Chil."

Chilchuck feels a pang of arousal shoot down to his groin. "Please what Laios?"

His partner on the other end of the line makes a frustrated growl as he struggles for words, "Please, touch me sir," and the next time he whines, it is open-mouthed, not competing as much with the breaths into the mic to be heard. "I need it."

As Laios struggles, Chilchuck begins to stroke himself at earnest again, "I know you do baby. Hands off."

There is a growl that falls into a hiss that grates through his headphones in the best way, and Chilchuck can't hold back a low laugh, the growl turning back to a pleading whine in response. Chilchuck's head feels fuzzy and heart aching. "You know what i'd do if I were there, puppy?"

Laios makes a bewildered whine, moments of silence passing before he replies, "...not touch me?"

There’s a bead of precum that Chilchuck swipes at with his thumb, adding to the slick slide of his hand against his cock. "Nah, I'd touch you, but you'd have to help me." He pauses to moan, putting on an easy show, "I'd make you spit on your own dick, so I wouldn't have to stop and get more lube."

Laios inhales sharply. Chilchuck presses, "Can you do that for me, baby boy?"

The mic is pushed away, Chilchuck holds his breath, receiving a shaking "Yessir," when Laios brings the mouthpiece back towards his lips. Chilchuck inhales and strokes faster, "You can touch yourself again, rub your palm against the head once it’s nice and slick, pretend it's me."

There is the squeak of the computer chair as Laios audibly jerks in his chair at the touch. Chilchuck shuts his eyes, imagining him fighting not to thrust into his own palm, teasing himself even more than usual, because that's what his daddy would want, nearly out of his mind with it. He wants to touch and look and tease so badly it hurts. "Good, good boy, so good for me."

Laios is whimpering into his ear, the sound so sexy that Chilchuck has to slow down before he blows his load early, "Good for you, please daddy, I'm so close-" he cuts himself off with a shuddering breath.

Chilchuck stretches in his seat as he speeds back up. "You gonna come for me?"

"Can I?" He's pleading.

But Chilchuck is still having fun, the clock not quite hitting ten. "I don't know, can you?"

"...May I come? Daddy."

"Hold it, give me one more minute. Stroke yourself."

The whines and words blend together in a continuous groan as Laios obeys. Chilchuck peeks at the arms on the clock as the second hand ticks down. "Thirty seconds left, pup. Are you close?"

"YES!" Laios cries out, exasperation seeping through the tears pricking his eyes.

"Good." Chilchuck glances at the clock again. "Ten. Nine...." He speeds up his own strokes, aiming to meet Laios at the end, "...Five. Four. Three."

He pauses, just to hear the growl forcing itself between clenched teeth from Laios’ side of the call, "Alright, pup, Two. One. Come for me."

He fucks his own fist to completion listening to Laios' ecstasy.

After they've already disconnected for the night, Chilchuck hears the ping of a new message, only a heart with a .jpg file attached. He jumps on the keyboard, You had better be studying or sleeping in this, it's past one am kid, getting no response. His ears burn as he renames and saves the fuzzy picture of a flushed torso, one hand smearing cum into its abs above a dick softening against its thigh, to a file within a file, Laios forgiven and forgotten (as always).

[genderneural]

important info (fr) below the cut!

after much deliberation i am (with a heavy heart) stepping back from groups once again. i'm mainly making this post to thank each and every single one of you for the past few months.

i had a lot of fun here, and enjoyed every single second of being a part or riot! i will always have a warm place in my heart for this group and for everyone who was a part of it in my time here. thank you, genuinely, for loving sooyoung, yeonjun, and chaeyoung (and gahyeon too!)

if you need to reach me for any reason, i'm going to stay online on sooyoung's google chats! (yuristlaurent)

thank you again for everything. it's silly to say about roleplay, but this group gave me a lot of things to be grateful and happy for. love you guys forever 💓

[vaxildanscyare]

TLOVM DISCORD SERVER

This server was made specially for the fans of Vox Machina but not only , we have a channel where you can discuss different compaigns as well. Just the overall server look is styled around Vox Machina.

The concept of creating discord started when I couldn't find any discord servers on disboard or basically on google. I had a close friend who was already into the show so I thought that we would try to find more people who love TLOVM and CR overall! There is currently around 18 of us and we decided that we would keep the community (18+) not because it's nsfw server or any sorts , it's just show itself contains graphic content and we want mostly freely talk about it between us adults!

Our server has different zones : 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘶𝘵 , 𝘊𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘺 and 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨.

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It's basically zone where we talk about anything , irl stuff and also tlovm/compaign. However our conversation don't ends on only those topics. We just talk about anything what we like to talk about. We also have special thread channel to discuss compaign(s).

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Place to share your own content for example edits , arts , fanfics or cosplays. You can also share your work in progress and ask for potential advices on how you can improve. When it comes to editing , I provide assistance as an editor - for example where to get scenepacks to use for edits , coloring and quality improving tips.

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Place where we basically chat and discuss our canon potrayals or original characters. There is also a request for roleplay channel where you can basically ask if someone is up to roleplay. Even if there is taken canon character you still can write them just in "unofficial roleplays" section. You just can't claim them to land in canon characters list.

I will drop some screenshots to show how it overall looks so you could decide if you would want to join or not!

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[amat3ured1t0r]

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What's up! Online, I go by "Editor", "Amateur", “Teagan/Teabag” or "Assassin"! Mostly my 3 friends on Roblox call me 'Assassin' or ‘teabag’ because it was one of my past display names, but anyways. Let's get back to introducing myself, shall we? Above, you can call me any of those. I don't really care which one. There's also a short form for Amateur that isn't used often, which is "Ama". It's only been used like three times.

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