#respect rp rules

[d-blue02]

Don't reblog rp posts from rp blogs. They will block you for it.

… Okay, thanks for the heads up… sorry about that.

(Note to self: Disregard all rp reblogs… also, prioritize your own blog for a change.)

[your-dark-desire]

Advise for everyone engaging in erotic role-playing (ERP):

Like in IRL sex and kink there is no shame in taking a step back and out of the game to ask a question while not in character.

Most commonly that's done by using parenthesis ( ) but really everything works if you clearly mark it as what it is.

Why would someone do this, you ask? Simple.. if you have to convey something important that could be interpreted differently when said by your character or when read while applying the tone of your past messages. Like when you want to ask if a certain kink is okay or want to say "No" and want the other person to know that you really mean "No".

Moreover it's ok and important to do that whether you are playing the submissive or the dominant side, the meek or the bold side or if you play the young tiny side or the old and wise side.

On both sides of the chat sits a real person.. and from time to time it's important to communicate person to person.

[b3ast0fburd3n]

Hey do you guys wanna all hang out on a fc3 rp discord server 👀 (for ooc interactions between muns)

https://discord.gg/krW6EEUX

[your-local-grinning-cat]

*stumbles in*

Much like the other asker, I also traveled through universes for a while. Please do not ask me what was happening in Teufort, New Mexico, USA circa 1968-1972, or in London, England, circa October-November of 1888.

😺 Okay!

Can I ask if you want some cake? 🍰

Or perhaps you would purrfer a leaf in these trying times? 🍁

[welcomehomerp]

🩷My RP Rules🩷

🩷1. PLEASE BE 18+ I'm an adult so of course I'm going to role play with other adults duh!

🩷2. I will not roleplay any triggering topics or real world events

🩷3. I will role play any welcome home character some might be a little OCC but I do try my best I also do role play with OC's Just please send me your character sheet if you want to do that I have my own OCs as well

🩷4. I can do OCxcanon but I prefer canonxcanon and OCxOC It's just my preference

🩷5. If you're going to add something drastic to the roleplay like drama or something that's going to change the whole course of the plot please discuss it with me first and not add it on a whim because it will confuse me

🩷6. I will only role play Welcome Home OC's and characters but I do not mind AU's Because those are fun and I even have a few of my own

🩷7. I totally encourage world building I love world building It's one of my favorite things to do so please if you want to tell me about it!

🩷8. Please try to at least be semi-literate cuz that's what I am No just constant one line or replies I don't mind a one-liner every once in a while but please add more to your replies I need something to work with

🩷9. Please do not control my character I will not control your character so please do not control mine roleplay etiquette y'all

🩷10. I am all for ship role plays as long as the ship is not problematic or disgusting in any way

🩷11. Please respect my rules and triggers I will discuss triggers in DMS And before you comment or DM me for a role play please read these rules

🩷12. Be kind and respectful, which includes roleplay etiquette

🩷13. Do not constantly spam me I have a life outside the internet and it will lead me to block you but I do not mind check-ins

🩷14. Do not just enter My DMs and just start role-playing randomly we need to discuss things first or at least say hello

🩷15. I am allowed to leave the roleplay for whatever reason don't worry I'll tell you,same Goes for you Just tell me

🩷16. Feel free to stop the roleplay whenever whether it's to ask a question to clarify something or you're going to be busy for a while I don't mind putting a role play on hold I'm very patient Just tell me when you're available also use (parentheses) for OCC

🩷17. HAVE FUN!!!!! Also tell me whether you want to roleplay here on Tumblr or on discord I'm fine with either If we roleplay on discord I can make a server with tupperbox And we can have our characters come to life basically lol

OC LIST:

Evelyn Elfman

Lydia Spellman

Honey Sugar (If you're wondering why it's on a different account that is my art account)

Neighbor relationships

I know these are a lot of rules but these rules were based on experiences I've had In the past and I can either remove or add rules whenever I like All I ask is for you to respect my rules and I will respect yours And thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this have a cookie!🩷🍪

[zuri-diamond]

RP RULES

1. ABSOLUTELY NO NSFW

2. Pls don't try to control the RP! Talk to me in DM if you have an idea for an RP!

3. Pls be patient if I don’t respond in the moment.

4. Absolutely no romantic RPs, Zuri is a little girl, don’t be grows.

5. Violence may happen (nothing too gore but if you fell uncomfortable with that in an RP, pls DM me beforehand!)

6.Zuri has dark past and has and will lived some traumatic events, so be understanding if you dont feel comfortable please tell me :3.

…………………………

💚Here's a reference to what it means when I type certain ways in rp:

This is dialogue

*This is an action*

“This is international dialogue/thinking”

((This is ooc))

…………………………

⭐️ daughter of Sun Wukong @liuer-sixsense and little sis of @liushubao09

…………………………

📖LORE OF ZURI

-Her name is Zuri and she is 12 years old.

-She a kind and loving kid, but when she gets angry she is a bit scary.

-She was created artificially with DNA of Six Eard Macaque and The monkey king, by an evil organizations, but her adoptive parents saved her when she was a baby and adopted her.

-For many years she lived in peace until her adoptive parents died in a weird circumstances, and she was captured by and evil man called Archibald.

-She scaped from him and fund her biological parents where she is living rights now.

But theres so much to know about her and her past~… >:3

[ask-thomas-jefferson-1]

Hello there, I’m putting the rules in a pinned post as well so things can move smoothly! Please read this

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1:No racial slurs please

2:be respectful! I will not stand for disrespect

3:do not be mean unless you have to for the character your playing

4:Pronouns! Follow people’s preferred pronouns please! Mine are He/It please respect that ^^

5:along with the pronoun rule NO HOMOPHOBIA if you are here just to make any comments disrespecting the LGBTQ community it will be deleted!

6:swearing is allowed

7:please keep NSWF stuff subtle unless I say otherwise

8:I DO NOT ALLOW ANY DISCRIMINATION ALL PEOPLE OF ALL SKIN COLOR ARE WELCOME

9:This takes place while Washington is president and blah blah yk that stuff

10:shipping questions are allowed since (outta character there will be jeffmads between me and @ask-james-madison-stuff )

I will update this if I had forgotten any rules

Now bye bye and ask away!

[lone-starlight]

okay no yeah thats fair you have enough on your plate without ant war on top of it

how goes your project that we're not supposed to know about? still in time out?

-🌵

Nah, the lil' buddy's since earned his way outta time out. By promising me not to do it again.

[letsbreakhearts]

Hello Trigun RPC

I add some muses from the latest Trigune anime adaptation Trigun Stampede: 

Vash the Stampede / the Humanoid Typhoon

Millions Knives / Nai 

Nicholas D. Wolfwood / The Punisher

Livio / The Double Fang 

Roberto De Niro

Meryl Stryfe

[renaultmograine]

Ok rp isn't fun anymore the group has been harangued by a chaotic neutral tiefling rogue/bard type for twenty minutes.

[simpers-unite]

Welcome‼️

Welcome to simpers-unite. I hope you enjoy your stay here. This account is ran by me… (one person) an 18 year old so please be patient! Thank you very much. I’m a role player myself and am very open to questions if you have any!! Ask box is open- please ask away! Whether that be about roleplay or just general questions!

Rules:

✯ First and foremost be respectful. Don’t be weird or make anyone uncomfortable. Roleplay is supposed to be fun!

✯ please put your age range and include the age range you want your partners to be- for example: 18+ 25+ 20+ ect ect

✯ send in as many asks as you want! As I said, stay here as long as you want to!

✯ nsfw allowed! But if you’re under 18 please steer away from that.

✯ RPF allowed!

✯ when putting your fandoms down please use the full name so I can tag it correctly.

✯ again, don’t be weird. Weirdness is majorly discomforting.

✯ no homophobia, racism or anything alike allowed! No matter what. Be respectful.

✯ be kind to one another! Spread love and positivity not hate!

✯ RPG allowed

Here’s a layout if you want to follow it:

-Age range

-literacy

-nsfw/sfw

-fandom/s

-how to contact you (discord, tumblr ect)

-triggers

-characters

-ships

-genres

-ideas you’d like to explore

-pairings (example: fxf, mxm, fxm, nb x f/m)

-anything else you’d like to add!

Thank you for reading lovely people! 🫶🏻

[bitbrumal]

                                                                             CONTINUATION                    @predvestnik​​    ↤    from here    ::    CORNERED   ↩

DILUC  “as well i should.”      oh. well- that-

run, breathe the vestiges of sense. the heat of his gaze darts to the door into the kitchen- has to know but can’t ascertain the location of the back door beyond childe. there is a tall ( infuriatingly so... ) slab of snezhnayan cornering him against his own bar, &-

                  & something low in his belly trembles for this.                traitorous, traitorous—

his cheeks are still catching up to the look in blue eyes.

—it’s worse than hunger. something light & weak, weakening him. there is strength in this monster man on more levels than initially presumed, & with breath skating along skin these facts sit in the middle of his being like a child amid scattered toys. their prominence feels so innocent.

        more than one figment of nightly imagination has proven that deceptive.

i- you- listen, you uncouth foreign fuck-

instead, diluc’s face shifts away - unwilling to heed anything but the safety that is shame. it’s a fence sitting sort of safety, however. given childe’s nature to push, there is no real salvation in inertia. ( & when he has been instigating for weeks? the fucker doesn’t seem to back down from a challenge unless to rile his opponent up. )

‘uhm’ manages to mute itself in the press of his lips. “...” in, & out, the breath at his ear is warm & knows him frightfully. ( there is nothing better than being s e e n. ) heat is a sharp sliver that cuts directly into his core; lead by those words that come from that mind behind those all-seeing eyes...          fuck.            he’s going to have to— visit someone, pay for something. this is- embarrassing, there’s no need to feel so intensely when- dammit, he wasn’t supposed to take this seriously! ( or something. sensible thought is proving elusive. the frustration at suffering consequences is not. )

“there is no next move.” begins lord ragnvindr. he has not moved an inch. neither has the weight of his desperate gaze on the kitchen door. “...merely testing a theory.” will a fainting follow the heat in his face? wouldn’t prefer to be unconscious around the harbinger, but it’d spare him his own folly.        it’s one thing to need closeness. another to crave it here.

                        strong warm smart hungry

                childe wants him & his ears are ringing. childe teases & his mouth grows wet. childe looms & boxes him in & t a u n t s & he wants nothing more than to kiss or punch or both at once. maybe most of all he wishes to be kissed with that same ridiculous audacity.

        bold as all get out

“you’re imagining things.” when in doubt? project. at least it’ll keep childe busy smarmily dissecting that instead of encouraging m o r e. “i’ve merely been-” nearly swallows his tongue. shrinks—from the cold hard fact that he has not moved away yet more than the actual body that makes him want to stay, “returning the favour.” breath shivers where confidence does not. fuck, fuck, fuck. “you enjoy,” tempting me “—attempting to...                    harass me.”

                               agh. hunger aches through the body. it’s all he can do to tense his fists in the pockets of his slacks & stay still. ( gripping the counter- That He Owns -would have him holding the fucker’s hands. ) a low buzz spreads through his veins. his ears ring. when ginger strands tickle from his chin to his brow bone diluc finally blinks. “...” it’d be so simple to tell childe to back off & yet he cannot bring himself to do so.

“where’s your professionalism, harbinger?              fraternising with the enemy.”

[vetyver-soaked-stars]

Coming back to rping, its kinda refreshing to see folks in their rules really state their boundaries. And even listing fandoms they won't rp with (which should be a no brainer but I didn't think about it till I saw it on a fellow mutuals rules.)

I'm glad people aren't tolerating drama n shit.

[friedfisha]

Nevermind I did some more digging and found an awesome game

[izzysarchivedblogs]

' my feelings have always come after my duty. the same is true of you. ' ( linda for our st verse )

the brain rot i have for this verse, i love it so much / @danversiism

Her eyes are kept on the dead figure in front of her, gloved hands preparing the supplies that she had required for performing an examination of the thoracic cavity. Tricorders did not work on dead things and the body could not be brought aboard, which limited resources and tools but that was not something she was finding to mind.

It is admittedly, a little thrilling to be on the away team, and this is why she joined Starfleet. Research, medicine, work in a different place. Thirty years in the same place where her father's shadow is cast is too long, and frankly, it'd been awhile since she's worked with a cadaver with just her hands.

Carol Danvers was with her, of whom she knew through proxy of her drop ins with Dr. Mccoy and through ship gossip of which the medical bay's ears heard it all as much as their eyes saw. They've talked, shared meals before ⸻ she's the one accompanying her while she conducts research and essentially an autopsy.

There's been a lull in their conversation, which was fine as she was cutting a tumor for sample and she wanted to keep as much of it in tact for thorough examination with all the bells and whistles.

"My feelings have always come after my duty. The same is true of you."

Her hand pauses for a moment, looking up to Carol and her green gaze holds hers for a moment. She supposed that having her hand in a dead throat cutting out tumors was as good as time as any for what was feeling like an oddly personal moment.

Affliction: memories with an ex-fiancé triggered by a true statement about herself said by someone else "i don't understand" "neither do i. i'm offering you a good life, you can stay with me and never have to worry about anything again. forget medicine, forget starfleet, chose me." "i can't, those people need me" "i need you. you will never be happy, linda. you've chosen a very difficult life, and you're going to be doing it alone." Variable: you could brush it off, your hand is inside a corpse and that is not the best time for any sort of girl talk. P.O.A.: try and engage. your multi-tasking skills are great.

❝ You make an astute observation, Ms. Danvers. ⸻ It is difficult sometimes to try otherwise, especially when your duty is your passion. ❞ Her soul, her identity, as young as she could remember.

Her tone of voice softer, a little hopeful because she was a good doctor and she could try to do better with the personal life outside of medical bay doors. ❝ But we keep trying to get better, and that counts, right? Every day we get older and we get better at our failings. ❞

[fluxofthemouth]

Open rp || Dune setting, generic or crossover scifi/horror setting, or fantasy setting || Beta editor || Dark content, not romance-oriented || Illness tw

Something's not right.

Piter scans the room for either of the two contacts he'd been corresponding with through his network, even as a shudder of intuition tells him that they never came, and that he is in danger. There's only one person here at all, sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. He's sure he's never seen them before. Something about them doesn't look right. The room doesn't look right either. it's dirty and poorly lit. Shadows pool in the corners as if the space is hoarding them. This room is not set up to be a meeting place. It's already too late, but intuition is urgently telling him to forget about the promised "negotiation" and just get the hell out of here.

If only his drive for curiosity wasn't so strong. He cautiously comes over to examine this unexpected person sitting in a chair. He gets about five feet from them before he correctly guesses the poor wretch's purpose and understands the nature of the trap that has been set.

They look ill. They aren't just sitting in the chair, they've been tied to it. They've been abandoned, left to the mercy of the Barony Piter works for and its well-earned reputation for cruelty. This is a bioweapon. What disease were they purposefully infected with? Does it spread into the air?

"W-what have you done to me," he stammers. He takes a few shuddering steps backwards and almost trips.