#the purge rp

[zoeysandin]

“this heart beats for only you” ( @politestrange )

he knows how to make her shake & yield to him. more than any other person ever has & ever will ( if he has anything to say about it ). & unfortunately it’s completely against her will. it torments her how malleable he renders her, despite how evil he is. how she trembles, beside herself, under him with the way his hand snakes upwards to slot itself around her elongated throat as he holds her in place, thumb digging into her vocal chords.

how he forces her against her best efforts to melt under him & cling to him desperately as he breathes against her ear & tugs on her earlobe with his SHARP TEETH. condensation from his breath sticking to her cheek as his palm slides from her neck over the breast he’s claimed as his long ago — & back up to capture her throat once more.

just as wantonly, she hangs onto him, his cock filling her, owning her, in the most intoxicating way. splits her soft pleading cunt for him incessantly, completely soaked for him as she always is ( even the first time when he took stole her virginity ) / her legs draped over his shoulders & her head is thrown back as her inner thighs shake with how deep he’s going. the curve of her back inclining down, BEGGING to take him in further — to the hilt & more ( if she could ).

she wants to consume him. ERASE him. stop him.

but he won’t let her.

the way he’s soft & gentle ( he presses his abrasive lips to her thrumming pulse point ), but rough & demanding with the way he rolls them over now — her on top ; secures her firmly to his body with one lean but toned arm around the small of her back while the other grips her features in place.

she’s gasping at how he makes her body ache for him, bottom lip trembling as her hips buck down & her back arches. his own hips expertly move to drive his cock in deeper within her desperate hole, looking down the best she can to watch him disappear within her repeatedly. but he slaps her across the mouth — HARD — then clasps her throat again as she whimpers, finding his eyes once more. pay attention, she can hear it without him saying a word. she’s not supposed to look at anything other than his eyes. she repents for her sin silently.

the way he looks at her right now tears her soul in two. how the sternness in his eyes makes her want to ride him right, just the way he likes it. swerving her hips to serve him in the way he’s trained her to — but with a violence & vengeance that only ANGERS him more ; makes him whack her ass & tighten his grip on her throat to tug her down to lock their gaze closer.

her brows furrow apologetically as his intent gaze holds her own & the heat rushes with that red hot hue to her cheeks ( she wishes she could stop whimpering ) — her hips moving less mean since he’s reprimanded her for it nonverbally. doe-like now / she can’t handle it when his beautiful endless eyes shift lightly now as if in approval ( good girl ) & penetrate her soul like that. those wicked, possessive, yet always shockingly reverent eyes that grip her soul & tether her to him & him to her. his thumb traces her parted bottom lip & her lashes flutter to a close as she leans into his hold.

he’s quiet as she noses against his palm. she supposes her tenderness engenders him to speak.

“this heart beats only for you.”

her eyes flash back open with the shock of the sincerity & it stings because she can feel how TRUE it is. he says it so SOLEMNLY, in a barely there whisper that for a moment she struggles to believe its true. he’s glaring at her as she does, as if to challenge him or mock him for saying it. she’s on thin ice & she knows it. its a moment of severe vulnerability he’s never given her before.

“christian—” comes her soft hymn of disbelief. his blonde locks frame his angel set features.

he’s never said something so.. earnest. he just stares at her insistently, his hand starting to tense around her face, ready to punish her, almost out of habit but then—

“i love you—” escapes her lips before she can stop herself & he sits up immediately, clasping the back of her neck as he slows the rocking & upwards thrusts of her hips ( making her gasp ). deliberate in the way he guides her to take his cock inside her more agonizingly tempered. straddling him now in his lap, the tangle of the silk sheets around them as she mews weakly at the change of angle.

“say it again,” he’ll breathe the demand quietly ( maybe even innocently / brokenly? as if he doesn’t believe her? ) & she’ll relent — over & over again into his mouth. & he’ll pull her flush to him, chest to chest as the tides roll over.

because she does / heavens knows she does / & she’ll never even try to escape. as her arm hooks & wraps around his neck, her other hand gripping hard onto his platinum luscious hair. he buries his face in the solace of her neck. you’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine.

through the bedroom window, blue baptisias line the front lawn.

i’m yours. i’m yours. i’m yours.

( @politestrange / @daevilhorns )

[glorifiiedgore]

Sooooo my 5 day vacation starts today & I’m at home due to my health. Please feel free to send me replies, new ideas, memes or message me just to chat. I’d like to write from this blog as much as possible BUT I will also be on @dreadeddarkheart & possibly on my Tate Langdon side blog.

I really could use the interactions for my mental health tbh. On this blog I have the most muse rn for: James Sandin (would love to have a verse with actual Purge theme but can still be smutty if you’d like), Atticus (mostly the were!wolf verse), Ellison Oswalt (Sinister), Edward Dalton (Daybreakers)

[findyourrp]

The Purge (OCxOC or OcxCC Doubles Welcomed)

🔪🔪🔫🔫👺

I’m 18+ and All Participants must be 18+

Please allow me to introduce myself! My name is Kim and my timezone is CST. Now onto the rp. So I love love love the purge movies and series. The thrill, the danger, the drama, and backstories. But I always wished that the purge had some romance. I mean it does but still more! Anyways if your interested in doing a purge rp I’m your gal

Anyways I have a idea that I can tell you more in dms but for your male oc for my female oc I would love if maybe he is a dominant handsome wealthy son of a businessman or a crime boss who is against the purge? The reason I ask for this type of male for my oc is because of my idea. I don’t want to send it all here because it would be too long. I can totally double and I can play a canon character as long as you play a male oc on my end. I would like the rp to have 50/50 mature scenes and stuff. I do also want to talk about ocs and be friends and just get all cute with our Ocs hahaha and their respective partners.

Now Rules:

1. Be of Age because this is a Purge rp so it will have content not suitable for minors.

2. Next is reply length.. NO ONE LINERS

3. I'm a very enthusiastic person when it comes to rp, so please if you just want to write don't reach out. That may seem harsh but when writing I want someone who I can discuss head canons with, create playlists with and share thousand image Pinterest boards with...

I do work Monday- Friday from 7:30 to 3:30 but I do have breaks however I am not available Monday evenings or Saturday Mornings but any thing other than that I’m free and I will let you know if I am not. That being said I will be available for four days next week. I run on CST time

I write in third person and I am semi literate and ask you are the same as well as creative! Bring your own ideas and input I love when we can brainstorm and trade ideas and make it even more better Roleplay. I also only rp on Discord

If you’re interested tell me your characters and favorite character from The Purge. Thank you for reading! Is you're interested please do let me know!!

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[primad0nna]

been thinking about doing a strictly oc hunger games & purge crossover type of rp but i'm curious if anyone would be interested. details below- please like or dm me if you'd be interested or have questions

basics of it is that it starts just as the hunger games would. i think the first week or two just building things up. then it goes to a name drawing ceremony where a wheel will be spun to see which muse will go from which district. there will be a few unavailable due to twisting the plot a bit. instead of one winner, it progressed to having duo winners and at one point trios were able to win. then after losing a couple districts it moved to every other year. with the interest check here, i can see if members would like to have one to three names drawn each. plot drops would be member inclusive and member decided after the big drop.

after the name drawing is training for the games then the judging. after that we go into the games were muses or npcs could be taken out. this is where the crossover would happen. the president then becomes tired of being responsible for her people dying. eventually she makes an announcement during the middle of the games to say something like "years of watching everyone i've known be sacrificed for sport. you want your brutality then mark my words this historic day will stand as my own statement. all crime is legal for the next 24 hours. may the odds be ever in your favor." and that's where the purge plot drop happens. afterwards, i am more than willing to play things by ear and hear things out. as for how often purge nights happen, that will depend on availability of members and the comfortability with muses being left alone, injured, or murdered. as for how long it will happen, i'm thinking 3 days or so (for example if more people are available during the weekend then it starts friday and ends on sunday or even monday morning.)

roles are going to be something like winners of course have immunity but that extends to their families and whoever marries into them.

as for roles to be applied for i have a bunch of options to choose from:

tributes

families of fallen tributes

past winners

sponsors

peacekeepers

capitol guards

trainers for the games

designers

civilians of the capitol

i'm 100% open to hearing more ideas but that's what i have in mind so far.

[hiddenwashington]

@wvsteria said : Was that [HAYLEY LAW]? Oh no no, that was just [CALI SANCHEZ], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [THE PURGE ANARCHY]. They are [TWENTY-THREE] years old, use [THEY/SHE], and [ARE] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long. {moon} can i reserve zoe davis from escape room pls

accepted! welcome to washington d.c. cali sanchez [hayley law]! please send in your account within 24 hours! please be sure to take a look at the checklist now that you've arrived! we look forward to seeing you around the city!  **zoe davis (escape room) is now reserved for moon until 9/1 at 6:30 am est!

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

apocalypse au. cannibalism. corpses. Offscreen loss of loved ones

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“Some leather armour,” Bad notes, tugging curiously at the straps of the corpse’s armour. “Euagh, almost broken, though.” The armour gets tossed to the side. “A granola bar? Okay, we’ll take that.”

Cellbit twitches at that. He wants to ask, “Do we have to?” but there’s several reasons why he doesn’t. Protesting a backup food supply is never a good idea, for one. It’s not worth it to risk starvation just because he’s worried that the backup food supply will become their primary. He tightens his hold on the bloody sword and insists again. It’s not worth it. Instead, he says, voice rasping, “There’s too many. It’s all going to rot.”

“You think so?” Bad looks up at him, then runs a critical eye over the little encampment. Ten bodies, some larger, but all fat deposits slimmed by lasting hunger. Bad licks at the blood left on his hand from looting the corpse, considering their haul thoughtfully. “I don’t think things rot that fast, Cellbit.”

He twitches again when Bad says his name. It wasn’t an admonishment- it was barely even an opinion Cellbit should validate, knowing how long it takes Bad to consider something rotten -but there is something yearning and grieving and desperate slinking between the muscle fibers of his heart that squirms to hear that disagreement. He’s shaking. He hasn’t stopped shaking. He wants to bite the edge of his sword hard enough that his teeth will crack into sharpened splinters. He wouldn’t need the sword, then. “I don’t- we should cook it,” he says. “Some.”

Bad snaps his fingers triumphantly, as though he’d remembered something. “Pre-digestion!” he exclaims so loudly that Cellbit flinches. No birds fly away- they’ve already been scared off. “Oh! You want to save some for later? Yeah, sure, we can do that. But we should eat what doesn’t fit in the car.” Cellbit doesn’t know how to explain that he can’t eat as much as much as Bad. Not even cooked. It fills him with- it’s not envy but it isn’t not envy, either. Some dissatisfaction.

Back in the— when he was small Cellbit had always assumed that it was Bad’s size that lead him to take the larger portion of their meals. It made sense, and he always got his fill so he was happy with it. Then, when he was grown, it was frustrating. Bad could eat an entire corpse in one sitting; Cell couldn’t even get through an entire leg. He’d realized then, gnawing at bone and just waiting to be done, that Bad couldn’t have possibly eaten an entire corpse. It was childish dreams made memory, morphed by the horror and the trauma and the things he didn’t think about. And now they’ve met up again, and these are their first corpses but Cellbit knows that despite their looting Bad’s share of the resources are always depleted, even when they come across a feast and- The clever part of him is wondering how much he’s really misremembered after all.

Bad seems oblivious to Cellbit’s thoughts. “We can smoke some of this and it’ll last you a bit longer,” he suggests thoughtfully, starting to dig through the corpse’s clothes again. “It might take us some extra time, but this place is safe enough that they set up camp, and we don’t know when we’ll get the chance again. Good idea. Do you want to carve the meat or set up the smoker?”

The thing in Cellbit’s heart writhes almost giddily at the praise. He thinks that he hates it. He misses when he could fool himself into thinking he deserved it. “The meat,” rasps its way out of his throat, proving him right.

Bad lights up. Cellbit can immediately tell that he’s up to something. “In that case- I have something for you that might make it… a little bit easier.”

“What is it?”

“Close your eyes!” The bleeding part of him wails at the thought of the vulnerability, but this is Bad. He’s only alive because of him. Fitting to die because of him, too. Cellbit closes his eyes and continues to shake. The back of his teeth are dry. There’s the sound of rustling as Bad does whatever, and then a triumphant, “Ta-da~!” Cellbit gratefully takes this as his cue to open his eyes again.

Badboyhalo is holding a knife.

Badboyhalo is holding a kitchen knife. Thumb and fingers pinching either side of the blade, handle out, an offering. It’s clean, except where Bad’s hands have stained it red.

Cellbit had been calm, before, the way you are when you’re doing what you were made for. Then he had been satisfied, and excited, and then jittery and bad and happy and satisfied and dreadful. Longing and hatred and benediction and fulfillment. The sight of the knife fades all of that out. When he grabs it, those feelings turn to static. Still there, still hunting him, but forced to back away in the face of its armed prey. The world smooths out a little and hurts a bit less.

Badboyhalo has given him a knife.

“Bad-“ he says, and doesn’t choke up about it.

Bad smiles at him. Bad beams at him. “I was waiting for a good time to give it to you. I know you’ve got your sword, but I remember you telling me that knives are your favourite. Is that still true?”

Overwhelmed, Cellbit nods a little. “Thank- thank you. Obrigado, Bad.”

“De nada!” Bad chirps, cheerful as anything. He pats Cellbit on the shoulder, gently, as his tone shifts. “The sky is still blue, Cellbit. Remember that.”

He wanders away before Cellbit can bring himself to mutter, “Mas às vezes está nublado.” But it’s just Cellbit now, and his knife, and the bodies, and no one living can hear him.

He’s already dropped the sword, he realizes abruptly, clinging to his knife with both hands. He needs to pick it up and clean it before the blood coagulates. There is meat in front of him, still warm and waiting to be processed. Still, he manages to pick up the sword and wipe it in the vicinity of cleanliness on the body’s clothes, his other hand still clinging to his knife. He cuts the clothes, and drops the sword to the side.

When the knife cuts flesh, he starts to grin again. The world turns into a loving red, and he gets to work.

-

Bad feels bad.

He doesn’t dwell on it. Guilt or grief- they both started with g. It’s probably even better, even, feeling guiltier than griefier! Take away the question of accountability entirely, hold control, do what he has to do. And he has to do this.

The log in Bad’s hands cracks. He giggles at it, then takes several quick breaths as tears rapidly pool in his eyes. He doesn’t wipe them, just carefully lays the log down into his makeshift fireplace.

Bad doesn’t like hurting his friends. It’s like a bad prank that leaves lasting damage; it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. But it’s not really all that bad, all things considered. Bad isn’t hurting him or putting him in more danger. If anything, Cellbit is safer with him. They’ve done this before- anything Cellbit can’t eat, Bad can, and they know Cellbit can eat Bad. It’s better. It’s what needs to be done.

There’s a loud lowing in the distance. Bad stills as he listens to it. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Cellbit still carving. They found someone else tonight. Bad feels some tension leak from between his shoulderblades. They’ll be fed and full, and slow in the morning. Cellbit and Bad will have more than enough time to get packed up after a rest.

Cellbit has someone left. Bad is giving him a gift, but he can’t give it yet. Bad knew exactly what he would do if it turned out his own loved ones were still around, and he knows what Cellbit would do, too.

If Cellbit knew that Roier was still alive, he’d leave.

[cheese-water]

Leo and Sunny together gives me tons of feelings because at surface level, it’s just two very similar girls fighting over very childish things like who copied who and who likes Pepito more. But looking deeper made me realize just how similar they are.

It’s a funny coincidence that both Sunny and Leo have pivotal character moments when they interact. One right before and one right after.

Sunny’s is the mermaid family meeting with Tubbo before she was told about Leo’s prank, and it’s hard to watch. This little girl so desperately wants to be loved by others. She so desperately wants her other parents to meet her and take care of her that she’ll take any semblance of them and love it to moon and back. It’s too bad the remaining shards she has are horror stories and a body by the dock.

Leo’s happens right after saying “hola” and a few other words to Sunny and running away up the hill. When Foolish catches up to her, she’s already sitting in a chair and partway through watching a video. The video was an ai Foolish cover of Gary come home in spanish but replaced Gary with Vegetta (Vegetta vuelve a mí). Leo continues watching and it becomes apparent just how much she is affected by her other father’s disappearance. The depressing scene only darken when discovering that the ai cover was made a month before she disappeared. Two and a half months is a dangerously long time to hold out hope. Especially when it can all come crashing down on you in an instant.

Leo and Sunny are deeply lonely and crave the love and attention from their other parents that their single dads just can’t provide. They’re just a couple of girls god damnit let them live :(

[grimmusings]

happy friday the 13th! this is a permanent starter call for my horror muses.

🚬 Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things) 🔥 Damien Thorn (Damien) 🏹 Daryl Dixon (The Walking Dead) 🏍️ David Powers (The Lost Boys) 🍷 Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal) 🩸 Jerry Dandridge (Fright Night) 🎃 Laurie Strode (Halloween) 🐺 Lawrence Talbot (The Wolf Man) 💀 Leo Barnes (The Purge) 🪓 Nicholas Hatcher (Alice) 🧟 Paul ‘Jesus’ Rovia (The Walking Dead) 🎲 Surprise me!

may dm for plots / may just be chaos. feel free to specify your muse, or i’ll try to leave it open-ended!

(comments only; i’ll assume a like is just you being supportive, and i’ll promptly forget a message.)

mutuals given priority.

[ectobabble]

(old art) I finally bought clip studio paint ex so i can do animatics and concept art! i pictured retrograde's world so be highly visual bc anything you DO see in the void has to be engaging and tell the story by itself. Idk if i'll ever have the courage to make it so I think it's okay to... post... whatever lol

It should feel like you got lost in liminal space with broken music playing - blindly walking around knowing that a creature could be inches from you and you wouldn't see it. The only thing keeping you sane is a memory, and you don't even know if it's yours. You don't know who you are or why you're dying, just that your 'soul' is in a lightbulb and it's fraying.

SO... anyway, I originally pictured Proxy in this kind of room:

But I'm realizing that I'm not showing any of her personality or clues as to what the room is so I'm building her house rn. She's a proxy. She should have things, or childish drawings of things, that belong to people in the void. Below is her 'revised house' that you can't see right now lol i'll post it after I finish designing another draft.

Left is from another abandoned story years ago, but the concept of black outlining the environment is what I want. Right is old concept art from that insp. If I can make shapes and pathways that glow. Cocoons of safety.

[yallemagne]

Bruh I just want fanart why do I gotta be in a fandom where there are like fifty million ask blogs? And none of them make original art for the asks they just recycle game sprites. That’s some weak ass shit, John.

[zoeysandin]

“fuck you and your mom and your sister and your doooooooooog,” she screeches, dancing in the middle of the street, stumbling with a bottle of alcohol dangling in her hand. it’s probably midnight. she’s blasting music on her phone.

she then starts playing the air guitar with the bottle as the guitar.

then she takes a huge last swig and smashes the bottle down on the ground, glass bursting into a million pieces.

she jumps up and down on the glass to crush it more, donned in a small black velvet dress, fishnets. and steel-toed boots.

open to all. 18+.

[untoterxhund]

either gonna remake again in the future and hand out the url privately or gonna clean out the followers list again me'thinks. so if you wanna stay mutuals and plan on writing w/ me in the future when I can actually dedicate time to doing so w/out any stressors or anxiety spikes then please, slap that heart real quick for me.

if not, it was a pleasure to write and talk for a bit and wish y'all good luck on your future endeavors 'n stuff.

[consult-sherlockholmes]

How are you feeling right now? I want to know. And don't just tell me "I'm fine" or "Not great" I want to know what exactly you feel right now. And if you don't know, that's alright. I'm just curious. 🌱

Like deleting this whole website. And no I don't mean my blog I literally mean deleting all of Tumblr.com

[roleplayfinder]

Fandom Roleplays CC x Oc Doubles Welcomed

I’m 18+ and all Participants must be 18+

Heya looking for someone who can rp as a male canon character or oc for the following fandoms. I ask this be romance and I also ask that you rp in third person, are semi literate, fairly active, and don’t ghost me please. If you are busy let me know

I am semi literate and I run on San Antonio time so ask we kinda be in the same time frame. Its 9 pm rn. Anyways below are the fandoms and who I want paired with my oc. Doubles are welcomed

Movies

The Purge (CC Leo Barnes x Oc)

Maze Runner (Minho, Newt)

Divergent (Eric x OC)

Transformers (Bumblebee x OC)

Marvel’s Eternals (Ikaris x OC)

Hunger Games ( Peeta or Finick x OC)

The Darkest Minds (Liam x Oc )

Now You See Me (Daniel Atlas x OC)

Tv Series

Rise of The TMNT or TMNT 2012 (Leo CC x Oc)

Titans or Titans 2003 (Jason Todd or Dick Grayson CC x OC preferably Jason)

Helluva Boss (Alastor, Blitzø)

9-1-1 (Eddie x OC)

Law and Order SVU (Mike Duarte, Raphael Barba x OC)

The Mandalorian (Boba, Mando, x Oc )

Game of Thrones (warning I’ve only seen up to season 2 episode 6 but I’m familiar with it. I want Robb Stark x Oc)

The Flash( Mark x OC or Hartley Rathaway x OC)

Percy Jackson (Leo Valdez x Oc)

Or even Celebrity x Oc rps. I ask if you can play

Richard Madden or

Pedro Pascal

Or even scenarios like best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, soulmates

There might be more Fandoms just ask me and I might know it however these are the ones I’m most interested in rn. Hope to hear from you soon. Also please dm me what fandom you want and your time also your favorite color. Thank you

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[hiddenwashington]

@wvsteria said : can i reserve cali from the purge 2: anarchy and get fc suggestions?

cali (the purge 2) is reserved for moon until 8/31 at 3:27 pm est! **and for cali's fc, you could consider: jessica plummer, simona brown, ella balinska, antoinette robertson, hayley law, or odley jean!

[nightworldkrp]

Dwellers of Night World,

Halloween will soon be upon us! Although it’s not the same as it used to be when the supernatural could walk upon the humans without them noticing due to all the dressing up they did, it doesn't mean the supernatural don’t still enjoy this time of year. Whether things are going to go bump in the night, you’re going on a candy hunt or just heading to the hottest party for the year you know that the secret society has something special in store for you.

Purge Night

By now everyone has heard of or seen the movie purge, well the Secret Society took inspiration from the movie. Always ones to enjoy chaos and one to keep the universe on its head, the Secret Society has deemed that all hallows eve (Halloween for most folks) will see rule changes. Masters think they have all the power, so for this day only that power is being stripped away, where is that power going you might ask? Well look no further because the slaves that you once controlled now hold all the power, how much they make your life hell is well down to them. Whether you have a Master or not, enjoy your power to have them do your bidding because this privilege only lasts for 24 hours before Masters regain their position at the top of the social class. With no repercussions and the decisions in your hands what will you do?

—18+ —Supernatural AU —Master x Pet Societal Hierarchy —Lit/Semi-lit & Plot Driven — Dark Themes Allowed —Choose your Race & Status —Monthly Events! —MeWe Based

The Story—Rules—Masterlist—Races—Carrd