#harlots roleplay

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Even the spam bots are now taunting me.  They finally found a way to gain my attention, not with digital harlots, but with chemicals. 

[tsbsredraft]

Queen Kat Productions,

A situation has been blowing up recently regarding Kat and her writing for the Lunar and Earth Show. I'm here to offer biased opinions, a short summary of what occurred, and sources so that people may gain their own perspectives.

I'm aware, I said I wouldn't get into drama on my blog, but this isn't drama to me. This is a serious issue with the fandom that I've had for a long time and am choosing to discuss and address it of my own volition. You do not have to read this! You are under no obligation to read this, skip it if you don't want to hear it.

Summary;

Kat, or Queen Kat Productions, is a YouTuber and Creative Content Creator. She voices Acts and Roleplays characters for several different channels and projects.

Most notably (because this is the project most people know her from, sadly) The Lunar And Earth Show and The Sun And Moon Show, all of which are shows under The Security Breach Shows universe, a Five Nights At Freddy's derived series hosted on YouTube.

She has recently been aggressively "criticized," mocked, and berated by the majority of the LAES/SAMS community because of her writing decisions and how she plays her characters, namely Earth.

My own Opinions and Thoughts;

This issue is not uncommon in the TSBS community, this hasn't changed for the 2-3 years I've been within this community and it isn't ending anytime soon. I used to moderate for the Discord server for many years, so I feel I have a good point of reference for how egregious some people can be within this space.

Many believe it to be purely from a place of internalized misogyny and while I do not disagree with that point, I do want to highlight how one can still be a dick and not be a misogynist. Just because you don't hate women doesn't mean you cannot be contributing to the problem. Do not try to exempt yourself because this is one of the only arguments being made. If you are responsible, you are a part of the criticism against the accusations being made towards Kat. Misogynist or not.

A lot of hate towards feminine and feminine presenting (or just straight-up women) characters has not been a suddenly occurring issue out of the blue. This has existed for the entirety of the show's runtime.

But allow me to run you through some of my main issues with the current situation and previous unresolved issues;

Many minor (as in, under 18) characters, such as Cassie, have been called whores and harlots purely for being 'annoying' or 'clingy' or 'cringe'. None of which is appropriate to say about or towards minors. I get it, they're fictional characters, not real people but take a moment to consider what those words mean (I have linked definitions to the words for you). Why would you imply that a minor is a prostitute? You can say what you want about adults, but it is completely disgusting and inappropriate to say such about minors, I don't care if you're joking. If you are a minor yourself and saying such horrific things, please do not do this. I won't berate you but your age does not excuse it, please take this as a learning moment.

The feminine presenting and female characters are not without criticism, nothing is without criticism. We are not saying you cannot have issues with the characters, the writing, the voice acting, the body acting, the handling of this or that- that's not the problem. The issue comes in when the only people you're taking issue with are the feminine characters and excuse the masculine characters who have, undoubtedly, done far worse than the feminine characters have. As Kat and Davis (and others) have addressed, yes, this show is set up to be able to go on forever so some horrific acts have to be brushed away to continue with the videos. But these issues should not be glorified and coddled outside of the universe and swept under the rug. It'd like a cartoon after they beat the shit out of someone with a piano. The number of people I've seen literally glorify BloodMoons thrill killing but cannot excuse Earth liking Barbie is insane. (as an example, not a direct reflection of everyone's issues or beliefs within this situation). If you have issues regarding internalized misogyny, that is okay. Having internalized discrimination issues is common and can be improved, it is not the end of your rope. You can come back from it and learn to get better. It takes time and effort, but please do not trap yourself in the mentality of this discrimination because you're scared of backlash for having these thoughts and viewpoints to begin with.

Some of it comes from a place of existing distaste for TSBS and while it's okay to be angry, upset, or dislike something, it is unhealthy for you to dwell on something that is causing you distress, broiling anger, or triggers you. I genuinely worry for the health of those who cling to these shows and outlet their frustrations onto it in an unhealthy manner. It's again, okay to have criticisms, not like an arc, not like a character, etc.. but it isn't okay to harass the people behind its production because you dislike this or that. It's not okay to harass people regardless but you know what I mean. You can critique anything you want, but it becomes to much when you begin to insult it or the person behind it. That's beyond unkind. Genuine criticism comes from a place of wanting the thing to improve and watch it grow, not to cancel and sink it.

BUT that's just a few of my standpoint thus far. Subject to change. If it wasn't made obvious, I support Kat through this, I support the VAs and I support the Discord Mods, who are most likely at least irritated by this whole debacle.

The VAs have been getting shit for as long as I've volunteered there. There would be fans who would pout when they couldn't get into direct contact or speak to them in the server because they didn't show up but once in a blue moon. Even back then I recognized why that was.

One of the ways we viewed Moderating back in my day was, and I quote, "bodyguards for the VAs" (if they spoke in public chats) so that they didn't feel crowded or overwhelmed so they knew they were supported and could interact comfortably.

They were taking care of their own health, even if it seemed "detached" for it. I'm very proud of Kat and Flora and Mario and any VA who interacts with the community even remotely. And I'm just as proud of those who don't like. No one deserves the shit they go through.

It hurt my heart to hear Kat had been crying and to hear her cry on stream. I have been in tears several times over Moderating for TSBS because of how awful things can be. It hurts to see such a wonderful woman's heart get torn apart like that.

So I'm sorry, but if you don't support Kat, this blog may not be for you. You can do what you want I'm not gonna yell DNI Kat Haters, but this won't be another space for you to indulge in your anger.

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Sources;

Kats Writing Break Announcement (Written Blog Post)

Davis Addressing Treatment of VAs and Kat (on Stream)

Kat Talks about Her Feelings (on Stream)

How to support Kat;

Bongo's Kat Appreciation Project (Written Blog Post)

Follow her on her Socials and support her YouTube projects!

And as a general note before I sign off, support and respect all VAs autonomy. Thank you.

[jiangchengsjawline]

wwx convinces lwj post canon to do some kind of naughty head disciple/uptight sect leader roleplay and lwj tells himself it’s just the natural extension of their whole Dynamic and has nothing to do with that purple harlot in lotus pier but. well. you know

[xxsycamore]

Maid, Butler, Chamberlain

╰┈➤ 🖤 On any other day, she's Nico's princess to be worshipped to the utmost degree. It takes a chamberlain with a very dangerous imagination to reduce her to the harlot she's being right now.

Giles Christophe x MC x Nico Meier; • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Threesome - F/M/M; Established Relationship (Nico and MC); Discipline & Punishment; Dom/sub; Light Sadism; Face-Fucking; Blow Jobs; Oral Sex; Rough Oral Sex; Come Swallowing; Come Sharing; Maids & Butlers; Master/Servant; Sexual Roleplay; Riding; Orgasm Control; Sexual Training; Glove Kink • wordcount: 1,821 • masterlist

a/n: On August 26, 2024, the Midnight Cinderella app is shutting down and won't be accessible anymore. The news saddened me greatly as the game is very dear to me. This fic was in my drafts as I told myself I'm going to try and complete the rest of the '22 kinktober and post everything in order, but I figured this here is more befitting as a parting gift. Of course, I'm not gonna treat MidCin as a dead game - for all upcoming requests openings in my blog for drabbles and other short writings I plan on including the characters in the roster as always. Thank you for all the emotions, Midcin <3 Let's not be sad now, let's fuck Giles and Nico!

Visions of Temptation 2022, Day 30: Maid/butler kink + Glove kink + "That's it, there we go…just like that."

"Nico. I believe I made myself clear when I told you to train the new maid thoroughly. Your job is lacking."

Giles' judgmental tone penetrates through the mind fog of Nico's mind, brain long deprived of rational thoughts in favor of the blood pumping hotly towards elsewhere. Right when he should be most aware, too. His job really is lacking, truly - has Giles ever scolded him unreasonably?

A plastered smile on his face, Nico is fast to regain his composure as he moves one leg forward and puts the other in perfect line with the first. Hands previously clasped behind his back in perfectly diligent butler posture now act with the presumption of having gained permission - Giles requires a more hands-on approach to training, does he not? - and he is gentle when he touches MC's shoulder.

"Princess—" Oh, shoot, the habit is a persistent little thing indeed, punishable only by tasting copper on your bit tongue. "MC. Not like that."

Her reaction comes as soon as he corrects himself, clearly doing her best at paying attention to the rules now. She withdraws from Giles, slowly, letting the weight of his hard cock leave her mouth inch by inch. It remains in front of her, standing at attention, swollen and glistering with her saliva that's been coating him for a good handful of minutes now. With the mental note to attend to Giles as soon as she learns her lesson and not a second more, she turns her neck to gaze at Nico.

He's so, so gentle in comparison, evitable by the softness of his hazelnut-colored eyes if not by the tone of his voice. His hand is stern and precise but never rough in guiding her towards his own member, now freed from its confines as if by a snap of his finger.

Nico's other hand resting on her hair is very consoling, and he even sneaks a little additional pat, all while under Giles' watch. He doesn't want his precious princess to suffer another punishment due to his personal incompetency, oh no, but his heart sings and leaps at the opportunity to dote on her. And so, he is gentle when he guides her to wrap her warm mouth around his own cock.

"That's it, there we go…just like that."

With him, the size she is accommodated with, every vein and curve she is familiar with, it's a different story. She lets his aching erection rub and poke against the inside of her cheek, the way he loves it, she swirls her tongue around the tip of his cock, all flushed pink. With the proficiency Giles was hoping to see. Or rather, with the one of a lover.

Tonight is more about following orders, however. And he really, really wants her to do well, when hasn't he wanted the best for her? So he moves on to the brand of pleasuring Giles claimed to be dissatisfied with, beginning to slide his cock in and out her tight cavern in earnest, and MC's eyes water right away. Nico removes his hands from her, letting her be on her own for a while. He places them on his hips instead, a rather bossy stance befitting more of Giles, and the sight makes her clasp her legs tightly together. As if afraid that a gush of liquid wanton would escape from between, with the way her poor heat clenches every time Nico hits the back of her throat.

She rests her eyes closed, focusing on taking in his cock, and the crease between her brows gradually smoothes with that too. Nico's cock creates hot friction on her stuck-out tongue without missing a beat as it slides further down her throat. She surprises both of them with the capability of taking him like this - they've never done that, after all - never this roughly. On any other day, she's Nico's princess to be worshipped to the utmost degree. It takes a chamberlain with a very dangerous imagination to reduce her to the harlot she's being right now. 

That's what makes their little arrangement so intriguing. It took a couple of accidents to spark his interest in joining their amorous sessions, but after the third time of catching them sharing forbidden trysts in shadowed corners of the castle, he took it upon himself to teach them discipline. And they were so eager for it too, all it took was a little pressing and they both confessed to secretly getting off on Giles of all people catching them red-handed. Who is Giles to refuse an opportunity to show off his tutor skills on a couple of sickeningly sweetly in-love perverts?

She clasps her legs even tighter together, wondering if she can get away with getting just a tad of forbidden pleasure, the tempo of Nico's thrusts sending her whole frame rocking until it's almost enough for her to reach orgasm without touching herself at all. Or, if she's lucky, she will get fingered by one of them. Would it be Giles? Or would he allow Nico to get her off just as he knows best?

They're both still wearing their gloves even after leaving all formalities before the double doors of Giles' office. The mere sight of the fabric covering their hands makes MC drool, almost able to feel the delicious scrape against her inner walls. Memories flood in of Nico's deft fingers clad in white touching her during the day while they're in a hurry yet not being able to keep their hands off each other. Somewhere amidst those stolen trysts, it became another guilty pleasure of hers.

Being the passive end of this obscene act, the withdrawal of the hot object in her mouth is sudden and it's not like she can do much about it. Her eyes only begin to open when the pause stretches out for a little too long, and then suddenly the hand gripping her chin is a foreign one.

Carmine-red eyes bore into hers, watching her from above, a neglected hardness pressing needily against her agape lips and smearing a bead of precome on them. She tenses, posture tightening in seconds as she prepares to receive Giles' thrusts and show him what she's learned.

Giles' indifferent face is normally a dreadful sight. It's only because she's never looked at it from her current perspective kneeling in front of him. It's an ideally new eagerness to impress him now, a very different one. A very arousing expression, if she has to be honest with herself. The few glimpses she steals at it are enough for the fire in the pit of her belly to be sparked to life again and threaten to burn her down at a dangerous speed.

Giles must've deemed her technique acceptable this time around because gone are the comments she was too lightheaded to quite catch on, previously. Instead, a grunt there and there, and the wild throbbing of his cock are present to signal his upcoming orgasm.

He reaches behind MC's head, wrapping waves of silky hair around his fist, ensuring that she stays in place - and in the process, ruining the neatly combed hairstyle that Nico did for her earlier in the morning.

MC braces herself for Giles' upcoming peak, hands fisting the skirts of her maid dress she put on for the purpose of their playtime, almost digging into the fabric in an attempt to reach the pulsing source of her own want underneath. But she is a good maid, she'll wait for her turn.

"I'm coming—" Giles warns but without fervor to his tone safe for the slight hitch in his breath giving him away as he comes undone. He combs through his hair with a hand, pushing further back the purple-tinted strands falling on his face and exposes his forehead. The inside of MC's mouth is heaven, one that is nice and hot and wet and that little can surpass. Safe for one thing - but that's for another lesson. Depending on his darling pair of servents' current performance.

Listening to MC's little whimpers resonating deep in her throat, Giles' reason snaps and his hips buckle. He feels himself letting go, hot spurts of cum shooting down her throat with nowhere to escape. She is so good to him, managing to take it all without choking once, and he lets his alertness subside for a second while hormones rule over his otherwise razor-sharp mind. 

He grabs the base of his cock and tugs on MC's hair with the other hand, until even the tip of his cock is withdrawn from her hot mouth. A thin line of come mixed with saliva connects them.

Giles' hand makes one swift shift from gripping her hair to cradling her face and caressing her cheek. That's her praise.

Finally letting out the repressed little cough that's been pestering her lungs even now that she's meekly smiling with lust clouding her gaze, MC feels Giles moving away from her.

He slumps in a nearby armchair that makes for a perfect watching point, MC and Nico fully presented in front of his shiver-inducing gaze.

Nico cuts the still air of expectation with a request tactically before Giles can give his next order.

"May I kiss her, Master?"

Giles smirks and nods. The kiss unfolding before him is hungry and twice as sloppy, with all the slick occupying MC's mouth interchanged between them between low moans. It's Nico's own personal way of praising her without getting caught, always the sneaky one. Giles finds himself keeping the satisfactory smile on his face nonetheless.

"Now MC, you're to demonstrate your riding abilities. Hands behind your back."

Seeing Nico eager to take position lying on the floor, hands outstretched to welcome MC over him, Giles lets the devil in him speak a little more. He's been going too easy on them.

"Whoever comes first can consider this their final orgasm for the night."

He watches as two pairs of eyes widen at each other, one identical thought sparking behind both. Each of them wants pleasure for the other more than they do for themselves, that's just the type of lovers they are. The type of lovers Giles would gladly come in between with the heavy whip of his discipline because it's that much fun for him.

Ah, but that's not even all there is to get out of their wonderful little arrangement. It's not every day that Giles finds the luxury of indulging himself possible through his own workaholic tendencies. As the leisure carried by these afterwaves of pleasure kinks in, he casually gets up to pour himself his preferred beverage. A show like that is best watched with a glass in hand, as much as he hates sounding like a certain information broker with a penchant for hedonism. He's becoming more and more able to relax by the second, and after all, isn't this what having servants should be all about?

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[this-aint-massachusetts]

A whole fucking thing idk just pretend this is a good and funny title ffs

Billie: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.

Darlene: What- how?

Billie: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

Darlene, trying to flirt with Billie: I think both of our families suck.

Darlene: Wow, they really hate us.

Billie: Yeah, they’re probably homophobic.

Darlene: But we’re not gay, Billie.

Billie:

Darlene:

Billie: We’re not?

Billie: We’re getting married, bitches!

Darlene: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

Billie: Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

Darlene: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

Clapton: I told Marla that their ears turn red when they lie.

Cherry: Do they?

Clapton: No.

Cherry: Then why did you tell them that?

Clapton: Because I can do this.

Clapton: Hey Marla! Do you love us?

Marla, with their hands over their ears: No.

Marla: I was voted “friendliest classmate” in high school.

Cherry: I was voted “most likely to become a clown”…

Clapton: You think that’s bad? HA! I was voted “most likely to get rabies”!

Darlene: There. How do I look?

Billy: Like a cheap French harlot.

Darlene: French?!

Darlene: I am convinced Billy and Billie share a brain cell.

Mike: And it's not in use very often, it seems.

Billie: What does “mood af” mean?

Billy: Mood as fuck, like my current mood or whatever

Billie: Ohh…

Billie: Why did you comment that under a video of a gorilla throwing its own shit

Billy: I am going to become a monk

Derek: But then we can’t fuck

Billy: I am not going to become a monk

Derek: That’s your denim jackets over there?

Billy: Yes

Derek: In a tiny bed beside your bed

Billy: Yes

Derek: That’s pretty embarrassing

Billy: I know, I gotta get em a better bed

Mike: people who sleep without socks on make me worry

Derek: People who sleep WITH socks are to not be trusted

Billy: People who sleep are weird

Clapton: I was a sock once

Marla: I’ve heard my name be called twice now, it’s either hallucinations or ghosts

Cherry: It’s me outside you want some muffins

Marla: What kind?

Cherry: Zucchini but it tastes like banana nut

Marla: bananas can nut?

Cherry: I think I’ll keep my muffins

[welcometojackass2022]

The CKY/Viva La Bam Boys Try Out New Kinks For You [Smut Drabble] (Dico, Raab, Rake, Frantz, Novak, Bottaro, Jess)

@lieutenant-cinnamon-roll thank you for the great request and for the awesome Dico idea!

@chasingwinehouse thanks for giving me literally too many ideas to mention. Ily <3

In this one, the boys agree to try out a new kink for you (it’ll be a different kink for each boy), to varying degrees of success, meaning some of the scenarios will be successful and some will not. Just depends on the guy. The kink in question will be put next to each boy’s name in parentheses as a warning. Dico and Novak’s parts are pretty much purely comedic in nature, but the rest are very smutty. Also I am VERY MUCH AWARE that Raab’s photo is blurry as hell but it’s such a cute photo that I just had to use it. Gimme a pass here.

Warnings: Female reader, Cursing, you can guess the rest (check the parentheses), PERIOD STUFF in the last one with explicit blood references

@asskickedbygirl @butttxray

Brandon DiCamillo (Roleplay):

“Keep going, my dear, I’m so close to inventing electricity again! I’ve almost found it, I’ve got to go through the circular district and then it’ll come right out of the clouds and—” You listened to your boyfriend ramble theatrically about his need to rediscover electricity as he thrust his cock inside you, his pointy 1700s-style hat poking against your forehead every time he looked down at you and his scratchy ruffled collar tickling your neck. You wrapped your arms and legs around his back to pull him closer to your body so his cock would go deeper inside you, trying your best not to burst out into laughter at the sight of your boyfriend fucking you while dressed like a founding father. Earlier that day, you had made the mistake of casually mentioning to Dico that you were mildly interested in trying out roleplay as a way of spicing things up. Dico had told you to wait on the bed while he went into the bathroom to change into an outfit; you’d expected him to surprise you by dressing up as a professor or maybe even a doctor, but instead he walked into the bedroom wearing his Benjamin Franklin outfit, already in character with the same accent and mannerisms he’d used for the CKY bit. You really weren’t that bothered by it, all things considered; sure it was weird as hell, but you had asked him to spice the sex up a little bit, and this was certainly one way to do it. Dico quickened his pace, throwing his head back so hard it knocked his wire-framed 1700s glasses askew, which made it even harder for you not to laugh. “Dear Lord, madam, your bits are crackling with pure energy, this may be the source of electricity I’ve been seeking all along! Keep going, my dear, lightning is about to strike!” You stared up at him in confusion. “Does that mean you’re about to cum, Dico?” Dico didn’t break character for even a moment. “Dico? My lord, you harlot, how many men have you lured into your bedchambers before me? Tis I, Benjamin Franklin! Inventor of electricity!” He thrust inside you one more time, throwing his head back and loudly mumbling gibberish about lightning striking as he came inside you, his pointy hat falling off as he dramatically jerked his whole body around like he was being struck by lightning; he pulled out of you and fell off the bed, tumbling onto the ground and continuing to jerk around on the carpet like he’d just been shocked by a lightning bolt. You moved to the edge of the bed and stared down at him in confusion. “What the hell are you doing, Dico—fuck, sorry, I mean Benjamin Franklin.” Dico promptly stopped writhing around on the floor and glanced up at you with a grin. “Dear Lord, madam, I was right! That pussy of yours is positively electrifying!”

Verdict: Successful, for Dico at least. Maybe next time he’ll branch out and try Rut Ru.

Brandon Novak (Food Use):

“You think I should try to put the whipped cream everywhere or just focus on the cock?” You shook the can of whipped cream in your hand as you pushed on Novak’s bare chest to make him lay back against the pillows, admiring the sight of his naked body as you deliberated over where to put the cream first. Novak grinned, jerking his hips up a little bit to draw your attention to his cock from where it sat firm against his thigh. “Come on, babe, you know you wanna go straight for the cock.” You laughed. “True. Alright, hold still then.” You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock to hold it steady as you shook the whipped cream can one more time and then squirted a bit of it on the tip of Novak’s cock, grinning when the tiniest of gasps slipped from his lips. You leaned down and lapped up some of the soft white cream from the head of his cock, causing Novak to moan softly and curse under his breath. “Does it feel better with the whipped cream or no?” Novak nodded. “It’s like lube, it really slicks everything up. Can you put it on the whole thing? Like get it all over the balls, too.” You nodded and squirted the cream all over his shaft and his balls, completely covering it and then leaning down to lick a stripe of it off from the underside of his cock. Novak’s hips jerked again, and he groaned. “Damn, that’s good. Lemme see that for a sec.” He reached out for the can, and you handed it to him, licking up another stripe of cream from his shaft, and he promptly squirted at least half the contents of the can directly into his own mouth, whipped cream smearing all over his mouth and dripping down his face as he tried to swallow the entire mouthful. You burst out laughing, trying to take the can back from him before he could waste anymore of it. “Jesus, Brandon, way to use up all our supply! That’s my only fucking can, gimme it.” Novak shook his head and pulled it away from you with a grin, going for another mouthful, but you managed to smack it out of his hands, resulting in whipped cream squirting everywhere; all over the floor, all over the walls, all over Novak, and all over you. “Nice going, dickhead, we’re gonna have to clean all that shit up now. I guess that little sex experiment is over.” Novak shrugged. “According to you. We’ve still got plenty of whipped cream to use, babe, we just have to get a little creative with it.” He grabbed your whipped cream-covered arm and licked it clean, and you playfully rolled your eyes. “You’re so nasty, Brandon….I’ll give you $5 if you lick all the whipped cream off the wall.” He grinned. “$10 and I’ll lick it off the floor, too.”

Verdict: Successful in that you and Novak had a very good time! Very tasty way to spend the day. Maybe not the sexiest, though, especially when you’ve got an attention span as short as Novak’s.

Chris Raab (Handcuffs + Sex Toy):

“It feels weird not being able to touch you when we do stuff like this. I feel like a criminal that just got taken in by the police.” You giggled at Raab’s comment as you finished putting the handcuffs on him, keeping his hands restrained behind his back so he couldn’t move them at all for what the two of you were about to do. “That’s kinda the point, baby, they’re handcuffs. Listen, if they get too uncomfortable or you just don’t like them then let me know and I’ll take them off. I have a feeling you’re barely gonna notice them after I start, though.” You picked up the main event of this little sex scenario you and Raab were about to engage in: a purple silicone vibrator. Just the sight of it seemed to make Raab antsy, and he leaned back against the chair he was sitting in, anxiously tapping his foot as he waited for you to use the toy on him. He was already completely naked, his little cock hard against his thigh and his nipples dark and hard against his pale skin. You kneeled down on the floor between his legs in front of the chair, gently parting his thighs to give yourself better access as you wrapped your hand around the base of his cock. Raab’s sensitive thighs twitched, his hips bucking up against your touch as he waited for you to turn the toy on; you leaned down to kiss the tip of his cock, wanting to stretch this out for as long as possible just to get Raab even more worked up, and the soft whine that left his mouth made it clear you succeeded. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop dragging it out, baby. Here, hold still.” You turned the toy on, cooing over Raab when he flinched at the vibrating noise, and then you gently pressed it to the tip of Raab’s cock, grinning when he immediately threw his head back with a loud whine, his arms struggling against the handcuffs like he was desperate to be able to grab at something. You pressed it more firmly to his cock head and he bucked his hips up, his mouth falling open as a series of pathetic little moans left his lips. “How’s that feel, baby, you like that?” He nodded desperately, trying to push his hips up more so he could feel more friction on his cock. “So good, (Y/n), thank you so much.” You smiled, moving the vibrator around in a circular motion over his slit, and Raab’s eyes fluttered shut, panting softly as a line of drool started to drip from his lips. “Aw, poor baby. I knew you’d like this. Here, let me see what happens when I move it down a little bit….right here.” You moved it up and down the length of his shaft, and right on cue, Raab moaned again, his cock twitching each time the vibrator reached the tip or the base as he railed against the handcuffs once again. “Fuck, please take the handcuffs off, (Y/n), I need to grab something so bad, it’s too much, please take them off—” You reached around and clicked them off one-handed without skipping a beat, and Raab immediately reached out for you to hold his hand with your free hand as you continued to moved the vibrator over his cock, his legs shaking as he got closer to cumming. You ran it over his tip one more time, and his cum immediately spurted from the slit, shooting out more intensely than you’d ever seen before. When he finished, he slumped back in his chair, red-faced and panting. You grinned. “No handcuffs, aye? I guess my idea for a police officer roleplay is out of the question.”

Verdict: Half successful! Throw out the handcuffs but keep that vibrator in a drawer for later.

Jess Margera (Lingerie + Garters):

“Alright, Jess, this whole getup took me at least fifteen minutes to put on, so I better hear some fucking applause when I come out.” You stepped out of the closet to reveal the sexy lace lingerie and garters you’d put on, twirling around to show it off from all angles, and Jess good-naturedly clapped his hands like you’d asked, a massive grin on his face as he took in the sight of you in such sexy clothing. “God, babe, I don’t even know what to say, you look amazing.” You smiled, strutting over to him in your heels and pulling him down to kiss you. “I better! This stuff was not easy to put on, let me tell you, the lace got caught on like two different clothing hangers while I was changing and I almost broke my ankle when I first put the heels on.” Jess laughed, giving you a sweet kiss on the forehead and then pulling away to look you over again. “Well all your hard work definitely paid off. You look like a fucking goddess, I can’t wait to get my hands all over you in that sexy ass lingerie. Maybe I should sit in a chair and you can just sit in my lap?” You nodded, pointing towards the chair that was across the room, and Jess eagerly sat down, watching you with a look of awe as you strutted seductively across the room towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you sat down in his lap with your ass pressed against his crotch. He cursed under his breath, running his hands over the lace underwear and the sexy garters appreciatively. “You’re not planning on taking this off, are you? I know sometimes the girl just straight up takes it all off when it’s time to fuck but I’d really love it if you kept it on.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “Of course I’m keeping it on! You think I’d go through all the hard work of putting it on just for it to end up on the floor while we fuck? No way!” He grinned. “Good. Come here.” He pulled you down to kiss him again, his hands wandering over your breasts and rubbing at your inner thighs through the lace, and then he pulled the panties aside to rub at your pussy with his index finger, gently pushing his fingertip inside you to stretch you out as he felt your tight wet pussy. “Those heels look sexy as hell too, babe. You can kick them off, though, I don’t want your feet to hurt.” You grinned. “You’re a saint, Jess.” You kicked them off, stretching out your legs and then getting up and turning around so you could face Jess while you sat in his lap, his finger instantly pushing inside you again as he kissed a line down your neck. You could feel his cock hardening underneath you, and you lifted yourself up off of him long enough to unbutton and unzip his pants and fish his cock out, jerking it slowly in your hand and smirking when Jess’s finger started to push inside you with even more intensity than before. “Fuck, baby, you’re killing me.” You smiled. “Is it too early to ask you to go ahead and put your cock inside me?” Jess shook his head. “In that outfit, you could ask me to fuck you in a Walmart shopping cart and I’d say yes.”

Verdict: 100% success! If you ever want Jess to do something, just ask him while you’re wearing the lingerie and garters and he’ll never say no.

Joe Frantz (Slapping/Pain Kink):

“Slap me.” Frantz’s rough thrusts immediately came to a halt as he stared down at you in shock. “What was that, sweetheart?” You went slightly red, feeling a little embarrassed about your request, but you repeated it. “Slap me across the face. Just once. I wanna see how it feels, I feel like maybe it could be kinda hot.” You’d never seen Frantz look so nervous before; as rough as he was during sex, he was not violent, and slapping you might have been a little outside of his comfort zone. Nevertheless, he hesitantly nodded his head in agreement, resuming his rough thrusts so that his cock was stretching out your tight pussy as he moved his hand up to rub over your cheek, seemingly psyching himself up to do as you had asked. He gently pulled the hand back and then delivered an extremely weak slap, barely even hitting your cheek, and you shot him a look of understanding. “It’s okay, baby, you can be a little harder than that. Just slap me one good time, really bring your hand back and slap me. I won’t get upset, I promise.” Frantz still looked nervous, but he brought his hand back even further than before and then brought it down again, this time at least hitting your cheek hard enough to make a noise but not enough for you to feel it. “Maybe just a little harder, Frantz, like really slap me. Act like I’m someone you absolutely hate. Slap me as hard as you’re fucking me right now.” Frantz thrust his cock inside you once more, pounding your g-spot with his cock head, and then, one last time, he pulled his hand back and slapped you across the face—hard. Your cheek was burning, your mouth was slightly open in shock, and your pussy was throbbing from how turned on it made you, but Frantz immediately stopped his thrusts and shook his head with a guilty look on his face. “Fuck, baby, I’m sorry, I can’t do this. Hot sauce.” As soon as he said the safe word, you unwrapped your legs from around his waist and let him get off of you, sitting up to rub his back soothingly as he rubbed his hands over his face. Frantz rarely ever used the safe word, given that he was pretty much always in charge of everything, but when he did say it, it was pretty serious. “I’m so sorry, baby, I know you probably liked that but I just can’t hit you like that. It feels abusive.” You shook your head, pulling him closer to hug him with your arms wrapped around his neck. “Oh, don’t be sorry, Frantz, I shouldn’t have just asked you like that so impulsively. Next time I’ll ask about stuff like that before we start, I just randomly thought of that and figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask. You don’t have to do it again, don’t worry.” Frantz hugged you back for a moment and then pulled away to rub the cheek he’d slapped, which was bright red. “Man, I wish I hadn’t done it so hard, baby, it looks like it hurts.” You shook your head. “Nah, it doesn’t hurt. It’s kinda like when you spank me.” Frantz grinned as he remembered you were still naked, his hands moving down to grab at your ass. “No more slapping you, but I’ll gladly smack these cheeks any day of the week.”

Verdict: Not successful. Frantz likes it rough, but slapping is just a little too far for him. He’d rather bring his hand down on your ass, not your face.

Lord Bottaro (Choking):

“It’s not a big deal, baby, just wrap your hands around the bottom of my throat and squeeze a little bit. Here, let me….yeah, right there.” You helpfully guided your boyfriend’s hand down to the base of your neck, helping him wrap his thick fingers around it as he stared down at you with sheer confusion. “I hope you know I’m only doing this because I love you and you asked nicely.” You laughed, patting his hand reassuringly and pulling him down to give him a kiss. “It’ll be fine, baby. The second you feel uncomfortable, just say so and we’ll stop doing this and go right into having sex, how does that sound?” He seemed slightly more reassured by this; if the choking had been during sex, he probably wouldn’t have agreed to it, but you had offered to let him do it before the sex, like a fucked up little appetizer. “Alright, now just slowly press down a little bit. Not too much yet. Give it a few seconds, and then press down a little more. I’ll tap your hand if it’s too much.” Bottaro nodded and hesitantly pressed down on your neck with the smallest amount of force possible, gauging the look on your face like he was scared you were gonna start gasping for air. You smiled reassuringly at him, nodding for him to continue, and he applied a little more force, just enough for you to actually start feeling it. It felt good, and you were already starting to get wet; the look of enjoyment on your face seemed to relax him a little bit, and he stroked your face and pushed your hair out of your eyes with his free hand as he tightened his grip just a little bit more, enough to where it was actually starting to affect your breathing a little bit; you had to open your mouth just slightly to take in more air, and this immediately brought back his nervousness, so he loosened his grip a little once again. You just smiled up at him patiently, offering one of your hands for him to hold with his free hand, and he gratefully accepted it, gently squeezing your fingers with his big, warm hand as he tried to let himself tighten his grip once again. Your pussy was starting to throb, and you squeezed your legs together to take off some of the pressure as he pressed down more firmly on your neck, eyes still locked on yours to make sure you didn’t look at all scared or intimidated. Just as you could feel your face starting to get a little red, Bottaro took his hand away and sighed. “Sweetie, I know you really wanted me to do this, but I feel like a serial killer right now. Can we stop here?” You sat up and nodded, kissing him on the cheek. “Of course, baby, thanks for at least trying. It felt really good.” He smiled. “I’m glad you at least got something out of it.” He pulled you in to kiss him again, his boner forming against your thigh as you rubbed your hands over his back, and when you pulled away, you shot him a suggestive look. “Tell you what. How about I give you a blowjob for being so brave and trying that out for me?” He grinned. “I have been pretty brave, haven’t I?”

Verdict: Not successful. Please don’t ever ask him to do that again. He felt like a serial killer.

Rake Yohn (Period Sex)

When it came to what Rake liked and disliked, Rake was a fairly simple man. There were two things that he disliked above all other things: one was mustard, and the other was period blood. So when you offhandedly mentioned period sex to him during a conversation about interesting kinks you’d been thinking about, you had expected him to quickly turn it down. Rake was very caring and loving and respectful when you were on your period, and he’d gladly help you wash anything you got blood on, but the idea of having his dick inside you while you were bleeding seemed like something that would be too much for him. But, to your surprise, he had agreed, which was why you were now laying on the bed with a towel under you as Rake lined his hard cock up with your pussy. “You know there’s still time to back out of this, baby. I don’t want you to pass out in the middle of this.” Rake sent you a look, leaning down to give you a quick kiss as he pressed his tip against your entrance. “I’m not gonna pass out, princess, I’m not afraid of period blood. I just don’t really like touching it.” You smirked. “And yet you’re about to have your entire dick covered in it, all because I brought it up once.” Rake just shrugged. “Listen, all the other guys have sex with their girls when she’s on her period, and I don’t want you to feel left out, so I’m at least going to try. Don’t think for a second that you gross me out, okay, your body is beautiful and you’re strong as hell for dealing with this shit every month. I’ve just always had a weird thing about period blood, that’s all.” You smiled. “I know, baby, and that’s sweet of you to be willing to try it, but again, there’s still time to back out. I just feel like you’re gonna pretend to like it just to please me but then you’re actually gonna hate it.” Rake kissed you on the forehead and shrugged. “I guess we’ll see, honey. I mean, I’m still getting to have sex with you, so it sounds like a win to me. Alright, here goes…” Rake pushed his tip in, clearly a little more hesitant than he was letting on, and as soon as he felt the sensation of the period blood around his dick, he stopped right in his tracks. “Wow. That feels…I did not expect that at all. Okay. Um…guess I’ll do a little more.” He pushed it in more, his thick shaft stretching you out as he slid into your slick wet pussy. One of his hands was balanced protectively on the bed so he could hold himself up, the other on your waist so he could rub his hand over your hips, and you felt his grip immediately tighten on your hip the more he pushed his cock in. So far, he was doing very well, much more so than you had expected him to. Now all he had to do was just pull it out and push it back in a few times. “Maybe this isn’t so bad. It’s as slick as a slip-n-slide, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Here, now I just need to–” Rake pulled his cock out of you and immediately stopped talking as he stared down at his shaft, which was now coated with your period blood. You could see the look of absolute horror starting to appear on his face, and you tried to force yourself not to laugh. “Rake? Baby? Earth to Rake? You can stop now, you look like you’re gonna have a stroke. Here, come on, I’ll clean you off with the towel.” You used part of the towel under you to wipe Rake’s shaft off, and he tucked it back into his pants with a look of guilt. “God, baby, I’m sorry, I just…it didn’t bother me at all until I saw it on my dick.” You laughed. “Rake, I told you I understood. It was nice of you to at least give it a shot, but I knew it wasn’t gonna work out at all. And you say you’re not afraid of period blood…you looked like you were about to pass out.” Rake nodded. “Yeah, I know. Listen, baby, I really am sorry. As soon as your period’s over, I owe you some lip service. I’ll make you a coupon for five free sessions of me eating you out.” You smirked. “Rake, you’d eat me out for free without the coupon.” He grinned. “Touché.”

Verdict: Literally the farthest thing from success. Rake loves and adores you and your body but as he’s said before, period blood is up there with mustard as one of his least favorite substances.

[eternalergo]

—🌙🦋 MUTUAL CATCH UP

tagged by the lovely @bearsgrove thank you!! <3

LAST SONG: Salt by Eivør, usually perfoming my rituals to her music ;)

CURRENTLY WATCHING: I'm not really watching anything lately, I need to shift into tv mode which can take years. I rewatch my fave movies 10000 times before I decide to see a series

THREE SHIPS: Not a huge "shipper" tbh. There are a few profound relations between my friends oc's and my own, as well as some oc/canon stuff we write about

FAVORITE COLOR: BLACK Green, especially dark green

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: Still Lies of P, it's wavering now and then tho. It's not much, but all the more intense. Feeling sorry for my two friends who have to endure me during the hyper phases😔

FIRST SHIP: I honestly don't know, I can't even recall what I ate yesterday

PLACE OF BIRTH: Central Europe

CURRENT LOCATION: In my living room right in front of my laptop Detective

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Happy single

LAST MOVIE: Alien: Covenant. I actually rewatched all Alien films and Good lord, I could watch them again

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: Been writing a lot (roleplaying & worldbuilding) and making Pinterest boards for my ocs. Have also been painting my ordered 3D print Dishonored figure✨

tagging @geniichiro , @figkeele , @harlot-of-oblivion , @corffiser , @rapturezoo , @cyralus , @avallachs , @crystariumrose , @evilbunnyking, @domokunrainbowkinz , @deepdwellingsteamboat no pressure of course🖤

[oraclekleo]

hiii kleo!! this is the first time i get right on time to participate in one of your nsfw games ahhhh this is too exciting HAJDHSHA

so, my name is victoria, i'm 21 and i'm a virgo enfp girlie🤭🤭

as for the challenge part😏 the idea of being kind of a damsel in distress turns me on HAJSHSHA like wearing corsets and Victorian dresses those kind of things LOL I'd really like to try someday a sexy costume and do some roleplay like that with a partner/fs tbh

anyway, i hope thats enough info for you to do the reading hehehe^^

thank you for hosting the game thooo i love your content so much i've been eager to make it into one of your games🔥💕

Hello, my SpookySexy Kleotic!

Yey! Welcome to the game! Happy to have you here, Victoria. I mean... You can dress up as Damsel in Distress and have fun with yourself, too... 😉 Practice before the main performance with your lover. 😁

I'm really happy you decided to participate in this tiny game. 😘

Let's get freaky! 👻😜🎃

Question: What type of sexy costume and fantasy action you would enjoy the most with your lover?

Deck: Dark Wood Tarot - by Sasha Graham, art by Abigail Larson

Card: 10 of Swords

And it's literally Damsel in Distress 😂 Be the one who needs to be saved and taken care of and manhandled. Dressed like a lady, with thoughts of a harlot. Get yourself into trouble and "accidentally" handcuff yourself to bed or call your lover to bring you towel to bathroom because you decided to shower with no towels around. Tease them and allow them to be your saviour and claim you, the all of you, as their reward. Your lover loves to be your Knight in Shining armour, especially if it means they can drop the armour and save you not only from dragons but also from the feeling of cold and emptiness by mounting you and filling you up.

Bonus: Your favourite toy/accessories for the freaky night with your lover - 4 of Cups

Spice the scenario up a bit and furry up! Instead of normal Damsel in Distress, play a Cat Girl with fluffy ears, collar and tail butt plug. Instead of your lover being just your saviour, let him also be a feral Bunny with ears and cotton tail butt plug.

P.S. Don't ask me, how I read 4 of Cups as this. I just do. I have no rational explanation. 😂

[roleplayfinder]

Hi! I'm Bear, I'm 18+ and would ask that my partner is as well

Okay, this may be a Longshot, but I hope not. I really really REALLY want to do a domestic life roleplay between my character and her orc husband/boyfriend.

I want to rp a couple that has flaws of course cause not every day in a relationship is going to be perfect, but also learn to overcome those flaws.

My character is a Chaotic Neutral Variant tiefling artificer/rouge. Her name is Clementine and her lore doc is over 2k words so it is a LOT to tell and a LOT to work with!

I have playlists, pinterest boards, and even lore docs if you are interested in roleplaying with me and allowing me to help grow lore between our two characters.

“Orcs? Why orcs out of all the different monsters?” Let me be a harlots in peace please. Also I just like the idea of a large man with his Chaotic tiny wife/girlfriend and its the girlfriend who will shoot you.

“What's your style of rp?” So I roleplay in 3rd person and at least my replies are two paragraphs. My starters can be pretty lengthy depending on how much I have discussed with my partner before hand.

“What are your limits?” Good one, so I don't do immense gore, cheating, or abuse of any kind. There are more that can be discussed in dms.

I use a different roleplay app mainly because I can get actual notifications for my rps.

Also would be cool if we can talk ooc as friends and just make a cute little love story for our characters.

Please dm me if interested

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[findyourrp]

Hello! My name is Bear, I am 18 turning 19 looking for 18+ rp partners, and I go by they/them. I've been roleplaying for a few years now and I'm getting back into fandom roleplay for this. I can do either fandom or original world rp as I have a few ideas for a romance rp.

While I am sometimes a harlot for a good smut scene, I will block you if you treat this like setting or only a way to get off. I'm here to write a cute romance with a BUILD UP (or one night stand that leads to two mains realizing they have feelings but still build up)

I am a huge romance fan as by my request but we can add in more elements if we talk it out.

I have playlists, ideas for cute fluffy romance, and even more!

I usually write around 2 paragraphs but can write less or more if my partner wishes. I also write in 3rd person and use discord.

♡Fandoms, (Who I am looking for someone to play in parentheses):

- Overwatch (Venture or Mauga)

- Delicious in Dungeon (Chilchuck)

Tropes I enjoy:

♡ Academic/business rivals to lovers

◇Childhood friends to lovers

♧Spy x spy

Please dm if interested in roleplaying with me.

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[wearetryst]

'Of course, I don’t believe that people will replicate games exactly – this wouldn’t be a fair or realistic assumption to make – but if sex workers are humanised or dehumanised in certain ways, this can lead to those same stigmas being further applied to us in the real world.'

[quetozcoatl]

For the fanfic game: B, F, and R!

Original ask meme here, feel free to send me a letter!

B: Any of your stories inspired by  personal experience?

One of my old RWBY fics is me angsting about my neurodivergency via the lens of Professor Ozpin. NGL, I'm considering deleting it, it's... embarassing, and not my best work.

On top of that, the backstory for one of my WoW OCs was based on, for lack of a better term, my daddy issues. It's a fucking cringe backstory and it just turned melodramatic and I'm so glad I reworked it.

But for a more light-hearted response, it's a fic I'd like to write. When I was young, one of my teeth was loose. I complained about it to my older brothers, and one of them responded with: "Oh, your new tooth is going to grow into a vampire tooth" ...or something along those lines. Knowing my younger self, she was terrified and probably cried.

I think it's a perfect concept for Klint and Barok van Zieks!

F: Share a snippet from one of  your favorite dialogue scenes  you've written and explain why  you're proud of it.

As much as I want to post a snippet from my roleplaying on WoW, I won't, because it will require a paragraph of lore-dumping, which I am prone to do at a moments notice, just read any of my AU fics.

I have a LOT of WIPs, and some of them do have dialogue I quite enjoy. However, one of them just takes the cake: it's from an AU inspired by Baldur's Gate 3 (a very good game!) and tried to work within the canon of Dungeons and Dragons. In it, Klint is a bard of eloquence, rather than a ranger. I decided to make Balmung his stuffed hell-hound that Mama van Zieks made for him and he cherishes deeply, and my favorite dialogue is Klint talking to that Balmung:

”What was I thinking, Balmung?!“ No one would hear him, he had wards specially installed to prevent that. In here, he was free to talk how loud he wanted to an inanimate object, and no one to judge him for it, either! “Acting like some sort of seductress, touching her with my bare hands!” He gives Balmung a squeeze. “I don't want to be a harlot, and, I must have frightened her terribly with these talons of mine.”

This too, which happens some lines later:

“Hells!” He snatches his head back in. “Can you believe this, Balmung?” The dog did not respond, on account of being just a stuffed animal.

R: Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence?

First off, Guillermo del Toro. He is one of my idols and I look up to his storytelling a lot. I love that he does not sacrifice color to tell dark stories, and that his works have taught me to accept that I'll write what I want! Another one is Zack Morrison who writes and draws the webcomic Paranatural, which I have kept up with since high school. They made the swap to a blend of writing and art sometime in 2021, and the descriptiveness and cleverness of the writing has made my jaw drop.

Next, Another one is Eiichiro Oda. That man can casually reference something he wrote hundreds of chapters ago, and no matter how crazy things get, it feels perfectly plausible within the world of One Piece. But unfortunately it's come at a cost due to him being a mangaka, and I must stress the importance of taking care of yourself before anything else.

These two are well-known for their diverse cast of characters, and Zack Morrison does little, but effective things to make the characters stand out even more in the mixed setting and it's genius. However, an honorable mention to Andrew Hussie and Homestuck, for popularizing the concept of using limited things in text like numbers and cases to distinguish the characters.

Now, the next is sillier: Elizabeth Hoyt and Tessa Dare. Yes, they crank out regency romance novels but they know their niche, damn it! My first romance novel was Duke of Sin by Elizabeth Hoyt, and it's helped me really come to terms with the fact that what I read is not necessarily what I want. I love the fantasies romance novels bring, but the idea of actually BEING in a romance makes me want to run away screaming!

[priincessboy]

love is roleplaying a nun and a harlot in a court case

[rhaeravir]

ᵗᵉᵐᵖᵒʳᵃʳʸ𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

⁰¹ Don't be a dick? Just the usual roleplay etiquette applies. ABSOLUTELY NO DRAMA. Don't like what's on my blog, how I play my character, or who I'm writing with ? Please just leave, or block me! No harm done. I just want to have fun and share my love for a series and a character with other people who also enjoy it. ⁰² For now, this blog is twenty-one plus; that may rise, but it will never lower! Given the source material and my age, I do not feel comfortable role-playing this setting or its topics with anyone younger. ⁰³ I'm just gonna put this in here because I'm very bad about messaging first or messaging back in IMS and DMS sometimes. I get super nervous out of nowhere, and I'll just assume you hate my guts. It's never you! I bet you're wonderful and great and perfect! I'm just -- off ?? Just give me some time, and I'll get back to ya, I swear!! ⁰⁴ Love, love shipping. I am quite literally always down. That being said, Rhaenyra is multiverse & multiship! So, don't be afraid to come to me, and we can plot something!! If you ship it, I probably will, too !! Also, I enjoy writing smut, as I am, as you say, a harlot! If you want a romantic relationship with a more fade-to-black vibe or do not wish to discuss that part of our muses relationship, please let me know !! I'll still be down to ship and plot and all that good stuff, but I don't wanna make anyone uncomfortable with any implications or ideas. ⁰⁵ Asks are always welcome to be turned into threads, but I'll never assume you will reply further! I see asks as a writing exercise, so there is never any pressure to continue an answered ask. ⁰⁶ I have little to no triggers, but my three are violence against animals and children, vore, & bathroom play. I'll do my best to tag things, but sometimes I may miss something, so feel free to message me if I do!! ⁰⁷ I have no preference for my partner's formatting. I like some of the trendy things on Tumblr, like icons and fancy text. But feel free to let me know if you need me to forgo that for our threads to make them less cluttered! ⁰⁸ discord is available for plotting and writing with mutuals upon request!!

[hearthstonehallhq]

Ladies and Gentlemen, It is my pleasure to be here today!

Continuamos lisonjeados com o interesse em Hearthstone Hall; neste momento temos 2 personagens escaladas 9 skeletons em reserva e 1 inscrição na inbox. Mas adoraríamos ver alguns outros novos rostos por aqui. Confia nosso elenco e encontre seu próximo personagem!

HEARTHSTONE HALL HQ é um novo rpg histórico, baseado nas obras de Harlots, Bridgerton, Jane Austen e muitas outras. Nossas inscrições estão abertas e iremos iniciar a roleplay em breve. Vemos você em breve!

[harlotshqads]

Russell Street, Greek Street, Covent Garden, and Golden Square are home to London’s most infamous brothels.. Culls have been known to travel far and wide just to get their fill of pleasure and empty their pockets. The men and women of these brothels are often down on their luck and in debt, having had turned to selling their bodies in exchange for up to fifteen shillings a cull.

Harlots HQ is an original character roleplay based off of the Hulu series, Harlots. We are a mature, literate, appless roleplay that focuses on character development and exploration of the lives of sex workers in 18th century London. We are now accepting applications.

ℜ𝔲𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔱, 𝔊𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔨 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔱, ℭ𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔊𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔊𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔖𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔏𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔫’𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔰.. ℭ𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔩 𝔣𝔞𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔭𝔬𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔱𝔰. 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔩𝔲𝔠𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔟𝔱, 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔲𝔭 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔞 𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔩.

𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝕼 𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖋𝖋 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕳𝖚𝖑𝖚 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘, 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖘. 𝖂𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊, 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖊, 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖋𝖔𝖈𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖓 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖕𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖘𝖊𝖝 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖎𝖓 18𝖙𝖍 𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖞 𝕷𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖓. 𝖂𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘.

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