#there are people out there begging for rp partners

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Oh please, we (me) need a bot of Salecrow in c.ai😭😭😭 It's such a loss that one doesn't exist! I tried to create his bot, but it came out shit eh... Maybe there is someone who knows how to make bots well?

What is your opinion on this, mistress? Do you use c.ai yourself?

I've avoided this ask for a bit, because it's a bit controversial.

Chracter.ai is not ethical. It steals from real fan writers and canon writing to make a garbled goop of words that sorta resemble the character based on what it was fed, which could be anything -- including content you may not agree with.

Please, I beg of you. do NOT use it. Don't give it more of your own writing to learn from. You're feeding a monster. It's also very likely that it could say something triggering because some troll made the ai bot to hurt people.

You can RP with real people, why choose ai "machine learning" bullshit? With a person you can discuss triggers, you can say "hey, can you include this headcanon?" you can, dare I say it "squee" together with each other's writing. Having a real person go "omg that writing made me hear the character's voice" or "you write him so well!" will mean so much more in the long run.

Generative AI is always going to use more skilled writers/artists to make it's slop. Be better. Think of it like this, if you spent years crafting your art/writing and a dudebro elon musk worshiper who's never picked up a brush or pencil in his life, stole it to feed AI, how would you feel? Enraged I hope.

This blog does NOT support c.ai and neither should you.

[sweet-chimera]

TW: Call out post, drama

// Damn we were going to keep it quiet and respectful until this point. because like always. Spork, aka Shiloh can't take accountability and Never does anything wrong despite the fact that this is the what? 6th group of people enmass to cut contact with them? Spork we were being quiet about it for YOUR sake. Cause you're a bad person and we wanted to be done with you. But fine. We'll do it your way. We blocked you because you're a toxic person who threatens to harm yourself when we don't comply to you. Not because of a fake wedding rp event. Content and stories under the cut. Long post trigger warning

And because he named dropped us, potentially to potentially insight violence on us. We'll return the favor. We were willing to just soft block and call it a day but then you do this? We knew you were a karen but come on spork. This is low even for you. For those of you that don't know, Spork aka:

patchiesdoodles, decipheringmadness, cxpescxwlsandcrxmes, ifyouwouldloveme, thegreeksknewthescore, fxllen-cne, thxpatriarch, unforgivendivine, AND the-blackened-dove.

Likes to block evade, exhibit controlling tendencies towards their rp partners, leverage marginalization's to groups that he doesn't belong to to white knight and get his way, tone police, sexually harass people mainly on voice call, guilt trip, bully those that speak out against him, use his partners to harass people who block him, vague posts, gives ultimatums, and threaten self harm when he doesn't get his way.

Lets get this out of the way, My experience with spork

I met spork in the muntain june 2023. And it was one of the most grating experience of my life. At every chance they got they spoke over people, talked openly about their sexual trauma when no one has consented to hearing it. And tone policed me, a cambodian/afro indigenous person from baltimore, for using language that was "Offensive to black people." Only to then lay off after yelling at me for a few minutes. When he found out I was black. (Screen shot of me talking to the mod of the muntain afterwards)

I was off put, and upset. That someone who is this complexion

is tone policing me, AN AFRO INDIGENOUS PERSON WHEN I MAKE NO ATTEMPTS TO HIDE IT. IM BLACK.

But seeing as we're a vastly neuro divergent community. I forgave and forgot because it wasn't worth the fight. it didn't stop them from constantly bringing up sexual or traumatic topics. But at the very least. They were upset at me for using AAVE and saying the N word. A SLUR I CAN USE.

But then later down the line. I talked to the muntain mod about introducing my partners to the rp community and to help the transition go smoothly.

I EVEN WENT INTO VOICE CALL AND BEGGED THEM, SPORK SPECIFICALLY. TO BE ON THEIR BEST BEHAVIOUR.

My girlfriend joined on the 30th and my boyfriend joined on the first.

During the first call on the 30th. Spork dominated the conversation and flirted with my girlfriend infront of me upon finding out we were polyamourus. But for the most part was respectful.

On the voice call on the second. They were racist and immflamatory to my boyfriend. Tao. A native mexican man. Spork claims to be indigenous themself but I have no proof of this. But as we all know, Abrahamic religions have decimated the indigenous populations and caused Alot of harm.

On voice call. Spork brings up their LITERAL JESUS CHRIST muse. And talks about their religious trauma. Tao, also talks about his in the form of a joke. "Oh Jesus sure liked to wash feet huh?" A TRUE FACT. NOT THAT BAD. WE ALL HAVE MADE FUN OF IT.

Here comes white knight Spork, yelling at my partner to not make fun of jewish traditions. Its insensitive and blastephemous. Only to then dominate the conversation to talk about their trans jesus muse who openly talks about being abused by god

(Recap of the voice call i had with the mod)

So spork, a white passing person AT BEST, told my darker complexion NATIVE MEXICAN BOYFRIEND. That he shouldn't make jokes about judaism? When spork is a white satanist? And all abrahamic religions not just Catholicism has caused damage to our populations? You didn't even let him say more then that one joke, you didn't even give him 10 seconds to say is name before dominating the conversation again

Sweetie. 1.) Anyone can criticize and make fun of the bible, the torah, or the Quran. 2.) SAYING JESUS WASHED FEET. WHICH IS TRUE. IS NOT AS INFLAMMATORY. As making a gay trans jesus blog AS A ROLEPLAY CHARACTER. To talk about how god abused him.

And these are just my personal experiences with spork.

WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WHEN THEIR FRIEND POLITELY ASKED TO STOP SHIPPING BUT STILL BE FRIENDS?

HMMM. THATS WEIRD. THATS A PRETTY POLITE WAY TO GO ABOUT HAVING A CONVERSATION. BECAUSE CONSENT TAKES TWO PARTIES. WHAT WAS YOUR RESPONSE TO ONE PARTY NOT CONSENTING SO YOU DONT GET YOUR WAY?

OH YEAH.

YOU VAGUE POST ON THE DASH, GUILT TRIP PEOPLE FOR STILL ASSOCIATED WITH VOID (gin-n-chthonic) and get upset when you saw them on your dash because you keep block evading them to see if they were talking about you. YOURE MENTAL HEALTH WAS MESSED UP BECAUSE YOUR FRIEND HAD A POLITE CONVERSATION WITH YOU? ABOUT NOT REAL CHARACTERS? AND YOUR RESPONSE WAS A PUBLIC CALL OUT POST. And then you go around to people like slurk.

Who've you've been codependently abusing for a long time. And try to guilt trip them into blocking void.

Because thats a sound response. AS WELL AS BITCH AND MOAN ABOUT IT IN CALL FOR DAYS. THIS ISN'T EVEN INCLUDING THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE A HABIT OF GETTING YOUR FRIENDS AND PARTNERS TO ATTACK AND OSTRICIZE PEOPLE FOR YOU. Remember when jessica was sick with covid. But you wanted an answer so bad. That you sent your boyfriend after her? CAUSE WE DO.

And how you admitted in voice call that you would type from Boogies account to send people things, speak for him. OR ADMITTED THAT ROLEPLAYING IS A SPIRITUAL THING FOR YOU. How these characters are extension of yourself and if they feel pain or rejected you do? So every time someones muse doesn't want to interact with them. YOU A REAL HUMAN BEING FEEL THE PAIN?

cause we do.

SO LETS RECAP. TLDR;

you give ultimatums

guilt trip

block evade

were openly racist to a mexican indigenous man

hit on my girlfriend infront of me

can't read a room socially

send mobs after people

talk about traumatic shit without peoples consent

overly sexual even when we say we're uncomfortable

fly off the handle and go on public tirades when we try to talk to you, then get surprised when no one wants to talk to you and just quietly exits your life

use your loved ones accounts to talk to people who go nc with you

only white knight and virtue signal when its convenient to you

want to control everyones character and insert your muse into everything but when they don't comply you guilt trip, bitch, give ultimatums, or post publicly about not being loved

you weaponize your marginalization as a trans man but are clearly white passing and command alot of social power from your social media presence

sexually harass people around you

and you tone police the people of color around you when we speak up

WE DIDN'T BLOCK YOU OVER A FAKE RP EVENT. WITH FAKE PEOPLE THAT YOU INSIST ARE REAL. WE REFUSE TO BE AROUND YOU BECAUSE YOU REFUSE TO GET HELP FOR YOUR MENTAL HEALTH. WE BEGGED YOU TO. AND YOU GUILT TRIP PEOPLE WITH THREATS OF OSTRICHCIZATION AND SELF HARM.

YOU'RE A BAD PERSON SPORK.

[irkenproperty]

So Dib, tell us a story of how you met your little feral Zim, Got to know each other, how did you communicate? all the way up to having babies😊

Beautiful mini-fic under cut by my BFF and very talented RP-partner @darthzadr , about how we RP'ed Zim and Dib's meeting, please read it!

Her fic commissions are open, btw!

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Earth. A blue and green paradise teaming with life both too small to see with the naked eye, all the way up to enormous creatures great enough to snuff out those very lives beneath them with a single step. Luscious forests and greenery spread out as far as the eye could see, running for miles and miles until meeting with its lover, the ocean - and there were so many different oceans, too! Some were blue and alive, and nourishing to the entire planet. Some were yellow; oceans of sand stretching out towards the horizon and beyond that still, until eventually stumbling upon an oasis. There were even some oceans, according to his books, that were bright red and bubbling hot, so much so that a single touch was enough to melt flesh and bone. Truly, Earth was Eden's glorious garden.

Once upon a time.

Dib gazed into the old photo album and turned the page wistfully, and he quickly lost himself in the images again. Having been just shy of three years old upon departing Earth his memories of his home world were fading fast, and all he had to remember it by were the pictures in his books, his father's photo albums, and one very fuzzy memory: In that, there was no green whatsoever, only concrete and smoke, and a burning-red sky.  He vaguely recalled an enormous crowd swarming like flies on the final slab of meat upon a carcass stripped of flesh, all so desperate to escape the fast rotting planet they themselves had helped to destroy. The people had poured in from all across America, Mexico, and beyond to try and find salvation. Professor Membrane's great invention was just one of but a handful of ships around the world capable of deep-space travel, and Dib could remember watching the people from the control room alongside his father and wailing baby sister; they were screaming and begging for a place upon the ship already stretched beyond its capacity. “Aren't we going to let them in, daddy...?” Dib had asked curiously, and he couldn't understand why Professor Membrane didn't answer him, nor why he was crying just as much as Gaz was as the ship lifted up from the Earth's soil one last time and took flight, leaving the dying world far behind them.

To this day, Dib still didn't understand it.

With a sigh he closed the album and looked out the window instead, to the real greenery outside infinitely more interesting than the flat pictures. Life aboard the Marina was the world that Dib knew and remembered, and now, his world was extending to a whole new plain of existence outside. When first the ship had landed upon the strange soils only a select handful of Membrane's most trusted advisors were permitted to leave the safety of the Marina to explore the vast forests and its diverse ecosystem; to take pictures and bring back precious samples for Professor Membrane to study: plant matter, fresh produce, the strange bones of creatures yet unknown . . . After many, many moons – so many moons in fact, that Dib had lost count – it was determined that the environment was a suitable biome for humanity's survivors. Fences had been erected all around the ship to create a vast compound, allowing people to venture outside whilst keeping them all safe from the unknown that lay beyond in the jungle. At nightfall curfew began, and no one was allowed to set foot outside for fear of the dark.

In Dib's opinion, this was the very best time to go outside and play.

He opened up the bedroom window and slipped easily outside into a nearby tree. The branches were strong and sturdy, and Dib climbed down like it was second nature. He gasped as his bare feet touched the dew-sodden grass, and he jumped a little on the spot both from the excitement, and the alien sensation he still wasn't used to. There was no grass aboard the Marina, after all. There were green houses and gardens where they grew food plentiful enough to feed their people – but there was no space to run around or explore. Not like this; not like it was in the strange new world.

Bubbling with enthusiasm Dib wandered along the edge of the fence, his hand trailing across the chain-links. The fence reached so high that he was pretty certain it could touch the sky – but clearly not, because it wasn't tall enough to keep the planet's creations from flying over, and sometimes into the compound. Enormous insects; creatures that looked like dragonflies and moths, and hornets even bigger than Professor Membrane himself. Terrifying, but equally so fascinating, and it made Dib wonder, what else is out there?

He gazed longingly through the fence and into the trees. Sometimes, in the dead of lonely night, he almost swore that he could see movement from within the foliage. He'd often find himself hours later still in the same place, his vision growing blurry where he'd been standing staring at the same spot for so long. There was no movement tonight so Dib kept on walking, making his steady way around the perimeter and towards the gardens. The planet's soils were rich with nutrients and happily allowed the seeds of Earth plants to take root. Alongside those, they were now growing a vast array of native fruits and vegetables of this world too. Dib's favourite were the bright pink berries swollen close to bursting with a rich, tart juice that left stains all over his lips, fingers, and everything he touched – but it was worth it. He grabbed a handful as he walked by and popped several into his mouth. He and Gaz liked them a lot, and had taken to calling them blorpberries, on account of the funny noise they made when Dib pushed them against the roof of his mouth, and they exploded over his tongue.

Snap!

Dib's head whipped up towards the fence. A flash of movement darted out from behind the trees, and the next thing he saw was a flurry of frantic motions. Something was digging outside the compound, scratch, scratch, scratching into the ground with a keen ferocity unlike anything Dib had seen before. In the light coming through the windows of the Marina, and the starlit sky dancing in worship around two giant moons, Dib could make out a long tail flaring amid the flying dirt, the tip and the base both crowned by a beautiful tuft of bright pink.

“Wow!” The gasp escaped Dib's lips before he could stop it, and all movement ceased in an instant. The tail stood completely still and erect. Then came another flash of movement as the creature leaped from its hole and into the forest cover. Dib froze in place, one hand clamped over his mouth to keep himself quiet. After a moment of nothing, a pair of bright eyes appeared from within the bushes and shone gloriously in the moonlight; unearthly pink, and utterly magnificent.

“ . . . Hello.” Dib lowered his hand slowly, and whispered just as gently. He saw the shrubs shift as the hidden creature flinched, its wondrous gaze drifting from Dib to the beginnings of its burrow, until Dib himself looked. The hole was situated right across from the gardens ripe with the blorpberries Dib loved so much. He made the connection instantly. “Oh! Are you hungry?” He grabbed a handful and tossed them through the fence. It was the feeble, clumsy throw of a seven-year-old bookworm, and only two landed within easy reach of the bush. Once they were swept away by a hand or tail almost too fast to see with the naked eye, the pink gaze returned, fixated upon the remaining berries out of its reach. Silence fell once more. Dib trembled with anticipation. Please . . . Please get them . . .

Slowly, inch by cautious inch, the creature began to emerge, and it was all Dib could do not to squeal in delight. He watched in silent awe, marveling at its brilliance. Green skin. Two black antennas. A long, strong tail like that of a monitor lizard; powerful, and deadly. It prowled the forest floor on all floors like it owned the place, snatching up the berries in its claws as it went by. And what claws! Three in total on each limb, and wickedly sharp, like that of an ancient dinosaur long since lost to time; they were the perfect tool and weapon both for a harsh life in the jungle. As it walked and ate it kept its eyes fixed suspiciously on Dib. Soon there were none left but for those still in the bush, and the creature sat in between the fence and the forest, its gaze continuously shifting between longing want at the fruit, to suspicious scrutiny at Dib.

“Hi there!” Dib whispered quietly, but his voice was so thick with excitement that he made the creature flinch backwards. “Oh, sorry!” He apologised, his tone dropping even lower in volume for the startled visitor frozen in place. Silence echoed once more as giant pink eyes remained fixated on Dib like lasers, as if trying to pierce through into his skull and see inside of his mind. As such, Dib focused in on a single thought, just in case the creature could indeed read his mind. I won't hurt you, I won't hurt you. Let's be friends.

The creature blinked, then leaped back into its hole and resumed the frantic dig. Dib sat back with his knees tucked to his chest, watching with fast growing anticipation. Dirt came flying from the hole; launched aside unneeded by the creature's immense tail. Soon, the ground beside him began to crumble inwards, opening up a fully-fledged tunnel from one side of the fence to the next. A pair of black antennas poked out first. They twitched. Twice, then the creature emerged from up the hole and shook the dirt from its body. Bright pink eyes soon found their way onto Dib again and held his gaze with ease. It was like gazing into a galaxy before his very eyes; a whole, wide new world lay within the swirling, starry light, and Dib was utterly captivated.

“Hello,” he smiled. “My name's Dib. What's yours?”

[queermentaldisaster]

۞Masterlist/Info۞

I'm Elowen! I write fanfics, and post about shit I like! I also talk with my mutuals a lot! I use she/they/it/xe/ze/lotus pronouns! I do read dark fic and have dabbled in writing it. This is a safe space for all, I do not tolerate hatred of any kind. If you are hateful to others, I will block you. I am not religious at all. I am happily taken, any attempts at flirting with me in a srs manner will be shut down. I do support Palestine, wholeheartedly. Zionists, racists, transphobes, homophobes, ableists, zoophiles, pedophiles, etc, DNI (translation, don't be a fuckin asshole or creep.) Also, if you support making stories and art using AI or use AI to make stories and art, get the fuck off my page. Reasons for that are listed here. Dividers by @sisterlucifergraphics

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[painofhumanity]

Updated my rules and pinned post; From now on, if you are a new follower/new RP partner, and you don't fill out my interest tracker? I'm not gonna put in effort to write with you. This does not apply to current followers that I'm already talking to and/or writing with. I'm tired of having to beg people to tell me which muses they're interested in and which ones they're not. I have dozens of muses. I know that most people will only be interested in one or two of my muses, but it's exhausting having the same "Who do you want?" conversation with every single person. So. Don't fill out my tracker? I'll assume you don't actually wanna write with me or you haven't read my rules.

[elisedonut]

Any nsfw headcanons for Percy?

sure! these are scattered and randomly ordered and im certain some are things ive said before

Let's see

Praise kink

Switch and Verse

in Omegaverse i tend to see him as an Omega

Likes it when his partner calls him Sir

honestly into titles in general like Professor? hello?

I like to think he would like to be called daddy but refuses to admit it it would take a lot to get him to actually admit that

really into that whole clothed not clothed thing

also Desk sex? yes

and likes being the watching party in a three/moresome

likes to be held down physically but doesn't like ropes or being tied down

but! he likes tying other people up

loves leaving marks and getting marked as long as said hickeys are not like super visible

likes giving oral alot enjoys giving his partner pleasure even if hes not getting anything in the moment

loves hearing his partner beg legit makes him weak

very experimental too very willing to try things his partner is interested in

Horny Horny horny such a high sex drive

bossy in bed

if pregnancy is possible and unwanted he just won't have sex in a way that could lead to that like with Penny during their school years they just never had penetrative sex because the risk is too high and never left the back of his mind

if he wasn't traumatized by the war and wouldn't wake up in a panic i think he would like Somnophilia 

honestly just into situations that take his control away in general

meticulously plans out role play scenarios with his partner with multiple like in character check ins and easy places to back out and such and having things on hand to neutralize any potions or such

speaking of- into potion play like age potions? lust potions? Polyjuice? he's just really into rp so anything that makes it more immersive and fun is at least interesting to him also this is hp and more characters should be into something like that imo

[lulu2992]

I've been doing an introspective RP with a friend and I've become very attached to Deputy Hudson. It feels like the game doesn't actually give us much info about her, since you have to dig through files and triggering her dialogue naturally is somewhat difficult.

Said friend recalls hearing a piece of dialogue somewhere suggesting or flat-out stating that John didn't actually "do much" to torture her. That she was even allowed to walk the halls of the gate and that her fear/isolation were what took the biggest toll. That John did torture her violently at least once, (the audio of which was turned into a sermon that you can hear at outposts), but other than that he mostly stuck to threats.

I was wondering if you had any thoughts on this? If you've heard the files or had any ideas about the methods of torture used. Just trying to paint a picture, since she and Staci deserve more justice than what they got.

We indeed don’t know a lot about Joey Hudson… Apparently, she and Pratt were originally supposed to be Guns for Hire, which probably explains why they have more combat lines than they need. However, I don’t remember anyone in the game saying that she was (relatively) well-treated or free in John’s Gate.

While she’s in the bunker, the Resistance and civilians are worried and hope she will be rescued soon. They say that she’s tough, but they think it’s not necessarily a good thing because “John loves a challenge”. As for cultists, one comments that Hudson is one of John’s “special projects” and another that he spends a lot of time with her. I suppose it’s because she was stubborn and therefore hard to break, so she required more “work”, but also because, as the Junior Deputy’s partner, she was bait. If they didn’t want to come for him, John hoped they’d at least want to come for her.

I believe she did receive “special treatment”, in a way, but that mostly included being broadcasted across the entire valley either looking in danger or screaming in pain so her colleague would want to save her. John often threatened to hurt her in retaliation, but in the end, I don’t know if she was tortured significantly more than the other captives. That’s clearly what he wanted the Deputy to believe, though.

I looked through oasisstrings and found what Hudson says about her time in John’s Gate:

That hell hole of a bunker -- I was trapped in it but my mind was somewhere else. I sorta just went through the motions, gliding along… Like you would in a nightmare. It never ended. I can't remember all of it… Just flashes… I begged people for help, but they just… smiled. I've never been around that many Peggies in one place, and every single one of them just smiling.

When you escaped the bunker… John didn't say it… but you could see it in his face. Failure. Things got worse from there… Like he was trying to make up for something. Prove to his brother he could… I never thought I'd make it out of there.

This is all surreal to me – being alive I mean. When I was in that bunker, all I could think about was the ways I would die. Think about who I was leaving behind. How every moment in my life came together and drove me to this point – this… end… You prepare yourself to die, because everything is telling you you're about to… But I'm not, and I just feel… numb.

She doesn’t talk about being able to walk freely in the bunker, so I’m not sure she (or any other hostage, for that matter) was allowed to do it. In comparison, it seems Pratt had more freedom, in the sense that he could walk around a bit in St. Francis and wasn’t always in a cage. That said, his mind, like the Marshal’s, wasn’t free at all…

As for what exactly John does to people, it’s unclear because the game doesn’t really give details, and neither do the people who had to Confess or say “yes” to him. What’s certain is that they still seem affected by what happened, ashamed of what he managed to make them say (even Jerome), and that most of them don’t want to talk about it.

In the Confession room, there’s a blowtorch…

…but how (or if) it was used, we don’t know. And it appears his toolbox only contains a screwdriver, a tattoo gun, and a stapler.

According to Sharky, John “knows all these pressure points and can make you feel pain beyond anything you ever imagined”. Another NPC, who Confessed, says he “messes with your head, asks you questions, makes you say shit you don’t wanna be saying”, but then refuses to elaborate. John knows how to hurt people physically, but it seems he doesn’t always need to do it. Sometimes, as we saw when he made Nick say “yes”, a few well-chosen words are just as effective, if not more.

Narratively speaking, I think it was a good idea not to tell us what John does or says to make people comply so easily. That, plus the fact that those who Confessed are too uncomfortable to talk about their experience, makes him an impactful villain. Players can only guess what his methods are and, given the circumstances, tend to imagine the worst. How exactly he tortures people, physically or psychologically, is a mystery, and that makes him look more threatening.

[zer0carrds]

hi friends! just wanted to pop onto the dash and chime in.

i have not had the time nor the energy to cater to making resources or doing commissions anymore. when i opened my commissions, i was seriously full of free time and struggling to make ends meet. i started a short term job and it took up way more time than i anticipated, and it exhausted me, but i love my job (like, i'm legit incredibly happy with where at work, who i work with, and the mission of the place) and became a little consumed by it. we were incredibly understaffed for two weeks so i picked up extra hours to the point i was working 12-15 hour days. it's an educational center, so i also had to cover for people who were not there, so i'd be up late at night writing lesson plans for the next morning. it was a lot of hard work, but my supervisor was also very in tune and stepped in before i was over exhausted and delegated my tasks to others.

anyways, my heart just doesn't lie in making resources quite anymore. it was legit something i wanted to do because i had so much fun and i loved seeing people use my stuff, and i LOVED doing commissions and making people's visions come true. but ever since i started my new job, weighed out my priorities and figured out some stuff with my career, i've greatly pushed my resources aside. another note, unfortunately, is while i was gone, i came back to numerous messages begging me to keep releasing stuff, complaining about pricing, name calling, angry that i wasn't active ... which was like, weird to say the least. it didn't bother me much, but it was just annoying and made my interest wane even more.

this webbed site hasn't even entered my brain for the past month or so. it sucks to say the least, but it's nice to have time and money for my real life hobbies instead of just being inside and on a computer all day. also since april, i've fostered a puppy, went on a trip, experienced some insane tumultuous family drama (like i went no contact with my parents for a while), celebrated my two year anniversary with my partner and so much more. i'm just incredibly happy to be alive.

that being said, i will not be tending to my blogs that much anymore unless i end up feeling particularly interested in doing something. psd's, carrds, templates, commissions, etc will be on hold for the forseeable future. if i get the hankerin' to do something, i will, but this is just not a priority for me at all anymore.

i'll be reaching out to those i've been neglecting to communicate with. my ghosting and communication issues the past month or so have been entirely on me and is NOT fair to anyone wanting a commission. to that, i sincerely apologize.

i know i have some broken links for stuff; i will be fixing those shortly. i had some issues with ko-fi and carrd that i have to deal with, and when that gets sorted i'll update all broken links.

thank you all for your continuous support!

TLDR: i will no longer be active in the rp resource community unless i get the itch lol.

[atiianeishaunted]

something i threw together before i go on vacation to give some incentive for people to get into this dumbass au thing i got goin on, the premise sounds insane but once you let go of any common sense its pretty chill over here . i swear !!!! ignore how i type liek a 13 year old on deviant art btw im cringe but free.....

some funfacts to make this ,. worth reading plus to give context:

this started because one of my ex best friends was REALLY into danganronpa and we were rp partners for a hot minute and liek . i ended up having a dream that kazuichi souda and keith kogane went to the mall together, told them about it n we were liek "hah thats funny" n then the danganronpa au was born even though i wasnt even into it at the time (became a major hyperfix and still is :'/)

the reapers canonically do fall within different age groups, all have unique deaths which play into their designs somewhat, uhh liek sheepdog got drowned and he has a lot of blue in his design, rein froze to death and also. is blue.,,,, a surprising amt of blue in these bitches ?.

sheepdog is a fan favorite and also alot of his fans turn out to be some flavor of freak and not in the funpilled way :( .. SIGH

when i mention fan favorites n fandom i mean on pixilart dot com i am .. heh a bit of a celebrity /j [i only have 5k] [ive been on there for liek 7 years atp

theres a whole prequel to the reaper project that follows an artifical god, and also theres technically 3 fake nations i made for this but like 1 of them is a pangea of the other two, also fake religions n cultures YIPPEEE

the reaper concept started with morse because i texted my friend red at liek 2am or smth n was liek "keith kogane corpse theory" and then i was liek "that sounds kind of epic" n now we are here ,,,,

one of my MAJOR dreams is to like see people with reaproj layouts, i make custom art for it n everything so if you end up getting into this request ur fav ill do it man

feel free to ask me questions or what have you, glad to answer, in fact begging for people to get into this i want friends !!!!!!!! and silly people in my phone!!!!!!! also this has been ongoing for liek 5+ years atp ,,,, unfortunately my special interest i fear but like s so epic i SWEARR, theres a lil smth for everyone, theres probably a reaper for your fandom, maybe, hence, the fandom tags, tried to tag every reaper's source media

^ do you see how many bitches there is in here!!!!!!!!! look at that!!

^ heres a further wip el oh el look theres morse and keith kogane normalpilled version, youve seen those two ! i think! sorry in advance if u were jus lookin for cool fanart n stumbled upon this but what is up, im lee,, i make cool art sometimes, known to haunt pinterest with a certain version of shep

anyway if u read all this ily hello! ur free to comment wtf or whatever, i encourage you to express whatever feelings of bafflement you may have, kissing u on the forehead

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||An Officer's corruption part two||

Hi dears, I think I got another idea but it was something of a sudden idea. I hope you dears like it. :3 If you wanna read the first one, here is the link.

||Drabble summary||

Rust has figured something was up with the prisoner but now it seems he's gotten a lot more curious in the officer. Now, he's effected him differently. How did he do that? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Heavy NSFW smut is present in this drabble

~Dom and Sub activity is present in this

~Possessive behavior will be present

~Breeding kink is present in this

~Biting with blood is present in this drabble

||Guests in Drabble||

Rust Knight belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths

Davion belongs and is from the hit series: DOTA: Dragon's blood but he's also my muse due to me rping as him.

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. Enjoy))

Why? Why did this have to happen to him!? HIM of all people. Rust was trying to focus right now due to him being all nervous now after. However, he was distracted due to that night.

'D..damn that dragon. Damn him! What did he d..do to me? I can't stop thinking about that night..or that kiss...I can't......ughhhh I can't focus!' Rust was angry and annoyed right now and yet, ever since he couldn't think clearly.

Ever since that night, Rust has trouble sleeping but it was even worse. He started feeling hot and bothered. Even having wet dreams of him being taken by that monster. He would be asleep at the time tossing and turning even when he was flushed red.

~~~

'Haaaaa...st..stop...stop ple..please...please let me go...let m..mmmmm..' he would be talking in his sleep dreaming of him. Though, it's disturbing that it gets hotter and hotter. Until he snaps awake right when he would feel him bite his skin, kiss him, touch him. However, as soon as he sees him about to undo his clothes thinking of what monster cock hides in his prisoner pants he would wake up.

"!!!!" He would be drenched in sweat panting heavily with red blood eyes seen. his heart beating crazy gripping the sheets and his shirt. However, he would feel so wet tightening around nothing till he tries to calm down by pleasuring himself every night.

Every night after his wet dreams, his body aches for him.

His thoughts are full of images of his dreams.

Even feeling empty to wonder what it would feel like.

Rust was doing this over and over every night cumming at the thought of what that criminal could do to him. It was scary yet arousing at the same time. He was strong, built, pretty rough, and he could break him even if he begs him to stop. As he came this night, he whimpers feeling his cum stain the sheets falling back panting.

~~~

Right now, he was lost in thought in the main hall of the DBT police head quarters with his friends eating breakfast right now. Though, Ink was already gone with her own job checking and meeting with the six men at her own section. So Navarro was there to help before making sure things were alright.

At this point, Jaron noticed his behavior.

'I will have to be more careful around him tonight and from now on. I can't lose to him like this. I can't!'

"Rust? Hey, you alright?" Jaron asked snapping the knight out of it.

"Huh?! Wha-"

"You were zoning out. You alright?" He asked worried and yet Rust was quiet to sigh, covering his face.

"Yeah..yeah, I'm good Jaron no worries. I just..didn't get enough sleep last night." he didn't want to say why and yet, Jaron sighed to look at his friend.

"I see. Well, maybe something can help you sleep at night. It does with me when I'm on patrol late at night with officer brooks. Though, we work in the other side section so it's nothing of a big deal." he said but Rust knew. She was Jaron's partner so they work together a lot.

"*Sighs*"

"Hmmm, well I just wanna be sure your good man. I know this is a lot even with a new prisoner to take in. However, you shouldn't worry. I'm sure things will work out. I mean, seems Sai is doing well with his own prisoner too. I heard he went through a lot.." Jaron explains but Rust blinks remembering.

Shdwkyz was busy due to the criminal but he said he was fine and would come back when he had the time. For now, it seems some were gone or already out. In a way, it was fine.

"Even so......"

"Look, just do your best today and tonight. It's fine." he said patting his back that Jaron sees Rust nod to him.

"Right, thanks Jaron. Good luck today on your patrol with Melinda."

"Thanks." he laughed before he drinks some of his orange juice and got up ready to head out getting the keys to his police car. Rust sees him leave before the others were getting ready to head out. For now, Rust was the last before he grips his fork.

'I have to beat him. I can't lose to him....' he thought even if he squirms in his chair, he still felt pretty heated thanks to last night's wet dream. He just hope he has enough strength to make it past this night.

With that said, he got up ready to go on patrol.

~~~~~~Later that afternoon~~~~~~~

"So you been distracted due to that prisoner huh?" Rust sighed hearing his other partner Breezy explain and yet, she was having her arms crossed after they booked a criminal today. He was looking ahead but she was worried.

"In a way..this guy is.. I don't know. Off. Even if he is a dragon demon he is pretty dangerous. I mean, he was a lot more.....flirty and it felt odd that he took a liking to me or whatever the hell it is. It's like he's-"

"Trying to claim what is his. Seems you became his own little..uhhhh special treasure Rust." she said even if he was shocked himself.

"What!?"

"It's true. I mean.....it's a possible choice..." she said but Rust said nothing worried but rubs his arm. Was that even possible. Breezy noticed this but sighed, patting his back.

"Believe me it's true though. Dragon demons are pretty open to what they want. But I hope you will be alright....just stay strong Rust. I know you can. Though, lets not worry about it. I just hope you be careful that's all I ask of you." she said to him but Rust sighed, closing his eyes.

"I'll try Breezy and yet.....didn't you say you have something to tell me besides that?" he asked seeing her think.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm going to be working with Vivi a bit more now due to the crime rise. So this means it's our last patrol for a while but we will be together again my knight." she said to him but Rust didn't know that. Though, theirs been word about some being switched around.

"R..really?"

"Yes. I didn't like the idea but Mr. Henderson think that works. Besides, we will cover more of the area in our stations like that. But it won't be forever..I assure you okay?" she smiled to him even kissing his cheek. Rust blinks from that but held his cheek seeing her smile. In a while, patrol was over that Breezy had to head back as she waves good bye to Rust. He waves bye to her as well but as she was disappearing, he was nervous. That means tonight he would be at the prison again with....

Him.

Taking a deep breath, he prepares and hopes he can make it through the following nights. Rust did his best to stay calm as he did just working and focus on doing what he did. Making sure Davion had food to eat with something to drink. Making sure she sleeps or at least exercises at night or during the day. He was also given day watches too which was even worse.

Even through all that, Davion didn't like the idea of his knight ignoring him. Even when he got close encounters with him. Brushing his fingers against him and up his spine to hear that sexy shiver. Even almost teasing him showing he already effected him and yet he remains focused on his work.

It really was irritating that his knight was ignoring him. Just like today and later on tonight. As Rust sets his plate of food down, he turns to get the cup of water and walks back to him. As he sets it down....

"Why are you ignoring me, officer? Did I do something wrong?"

Rust heard him speak, knowing his eyes were looking at him now and yet Rust couldn't speak. Davion glares but he only looks to him. "I asked you something officer. Why are you ignoring me? Afraid I'll eat you?"

"....No, No I'm fine and nothing is wrong." Rust said simply to turn away from him. "I just been having trouble resting up because of this job. Though, it's nothing too serious for me. Even when it comes to watching over a threat like you." he said and yet Davion looks to the food then at the other.

"Is that so? If nothing is wrong then you clearly are not doing a good job at it. Something is bugging you my knight. You don't have to hide it from me." he said in his cell and yet, Rust looks away still.

"Again, it's nothing. Now, please eat and try to rest up after your exercises today." he said. "I'm going back to-"

That's when a growl was heard making Rust tense but he didn't turn his head to face him. Was he mad about that?

"Turn around and tell me that......If nothing is wrong, say it to my face." he said but Rust didn't say anything.

"......."

"Well?" he said but Rust sighed that he closed his hand into a fist.

"I told you nothing is wrong! So will you stop asking me already!? Just eat your damn food before you do something else!" he barked back at the dragon about to leave but that's when something grabs the back of his uniform and pulls him against the cell bars.

"Ah!" he tries to move but felt a arm around his waist and a hand holding his wrist. "Let go damn it!"

"You really are stubborn aren't you?" Rust heard the deep tone of his voice against his ear that Davion felt his struggling but he didn't let go. "Even so, you say that but you seem to be hiding something..you don't have to hide from me..I won't hurt you if your worried...or..maybe it's something else." he said.

"Theirs nothing wrong you ass h..hole. Now let me go!" he said struggling but Davion keeps holding him close even if it's against the metal bars. As he struggles that's when Rust felt Davion hold his head back.

"Don't. Lie. To. me. I can tell your hiding something..you smell like you are hiding something. Something that's itching deep inside of you, aching...I wonder if my officer has started losing his touch...or is it something else? What could you want?" he whispered that he sees Rust's ear flush red and him feeling the dragon's heated breath against his skin.

'N..No no no! I have to get away from him!' he screams but his body felt weak suddenly as Davion chuckled to quickly turn him around to look at him. He can see Rust's face was flushed red even if he was shaking. His body was reacting on it's own.

"........"

"Oh, what a cute expression.....you do want something..you crave for something......don't you?" he whispered pulling him close to lower his hand to squeeze his hip. Rust shook trying to move away from him and yet he was trying to snap out of it.

"But tell me...what could my knight want? What do you crave for right now?" he got more close almost ready to kiss Rust on the lips again as he slips his hand down to squeeze his ass. Feeling that made Rust snap out of it that he quickly shoves him back and rushes out of the cell area slamming the door. Davion sighed but growls annoyed.

'Keep trying to ignore it officer. I can tell what you want..You'll be back....I know it.' he thought but Rust was panting again sliding to the ground on the office but he shook where he sat but he didn't know he felt soaked down there feeling hot.

"Haaa...haaaa.....hhaaaa....."

'N..No, please n..no. I can't submit. I can't...he was so close; way too close. I.....' he was trying to calm down but he looks down feeling hard now but the bangs of his hair was covering one eye with the other showing it being crimson red. The damn wet dreams, they made him like this. Even that damn kiss too.

He felt the need to feel better, to get rid of this feeling and ache. It was almost throbbing all over that he was gripping his uniform. He was looking down but as Rust tries to move, he tenses feeling something wet.

He felt some wetness staining his pants that his eyes widen. Did..did he cum just from that?!? Looking silent, he only calms down again.

"C..calm down...hhhaa please c..calm down..." he said to himself but he knew it was not going to work. For now, he'll have to take care of it soon. For now, Davion was growling knowing he was right and yet he looks to where the officer stood seeing a wet spot there. He must have came from being touched. Even now, the Dragon might have had a idea..but he'll wait later tonight. However, he claws the wall showing talon nails. He will claim what he desires tonight.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And it was later that night, Rust did leave to calm down after taking care of it before hand. He was alright but he was nervous now. He didn't know what that dragon will do but he will have to be sure he stays calm tonight. Seeing the building he only grips his bag while heading inside.

He goes in to see that everything was quiet. Was the prisoner asleep? If he was, maybe he will have a calm night. Rust closes the door and walks inside setting the bag down on the desk but he looks to the door knowing he was there. Should he check on him or wait? He felt so nervous going in after what happened today but he should be able to see him this time. Gulping softly, Rust walks over to grip the door handle and open the door. He looks inside seeing the dragon right there. He seems to be laying down so maybe he's asleep?

"........" He carefully walks inside to head to the cell to look making sure. Davion was facing the wall as he rests so maybe he was indeed safe.

'This is unlike him. He normally would be awake. What if this is a trap?....No, I still have to ensure he's alright...r..right?' he thought seeing him. He knew it was risky but he takes the keys on his belt to slowly insert his key to unlock it. Rust opens the door with the hearing of a creak to look inside. The dragon didn't move as he slowly walks over to him. He can see Davion not move a inch but the soft breathing is hear.

"....I guess he was tired after today....oh thank god. Maybe I'll get a break this time....."

'He really is asleep....but....I shouldn't be in here. I checked and he's fine. I should leave before I wake him up.' he thought, turning to head out of the cell. As Rust gets to the cell door.

"Or maybe you just made it worse by leaving me like this."

"!?" His body froze hearing a voice but he quickly turns to get grabbed by a pair of hands and pinned against the wall on the cell bed. Rust struggles but he felt a strong body pressed up against him to look seeing it was Davion.

"Y..You!? I thought you were-"

"Asleep? No, you really should do better keeping a eye on your prisoner. Or tell the difference if he's asleep.." he said but Rust struggles only for him to wince feeling Davion keeping him right where he was.

"Let me go d..damn it! Let go!"

"Oh no, I think not. I'm not letting you go..not this time officer knight." he deeply growls that Rust was shaking in his hold. This shouldn't be happening right now but he saw even from the dim light that this guy was way bigger up close.

"You left a teaser for me after you ran out today. That's not fair. You seem out of it now...after you came near my cell floor."

"!?"

'Wait, how did he.....'

"I..I don't know what your talking about.." Rust said but Davion looks to him but he tilts his head.

"Yes you do, when I had you trapped against my cell door, you twitched. I felt something hot and warm running down your leg. it told me you were wet as you came....you must have been thinking about me...slutty knight." he teased even if Rust glares his face was still red.

"S..shut up, I haven't..Nugh!" that's when he felt Davion grinding against him but he was shaking feeling something hot and heavy down there. "W..what are you doing!?"

"As I said..you teased me today..so you need to either fix what you started..or I'll lose it and end up breaking out. Your the one that got me all bothered now being so fucking cute. Though, I bet even now your hot and wanting something..you..need..pleasure don't you?" he moves one hand down to touch him.

A weak shiver like whimper leaves the knight's lips that Davion sees him turn his head. He can't be losing like this! Not like this under this criminal. All Davion did was chuckle to look at him. "Oh? Am I right?"

"N..No.....f..fuck you.." he hissed but Davion growls to lower down now pinning him on the bed his wrists were in the dragon's hand as he looks down at his prize.

"Oh believe me, I will. I'll enjoy breaking my new treasure this night.....even if your wanting of me...you'll love it." he said that Rust shook under him with his eyes now red glaring at him. However, his body ached for it.

"So then......" Davion reaches to look at him with glowing amber dragon eyes. "Lets play~"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The night passes on with no worry, but weak moans and groans were heard in the cell. Davion was laying on his back, pushing fingers into a really wet hole as he groans feeling Rust trying to move only to get more excited.

"Ahhhhh...ahhhhh..st..stop..p..please stop your d..damn mmmm f..fingers..." he begs drooling from them pushing in and opening him up. However, Davion ignores him still pushing them in deeper.

"Why though? You seem to like it. Your dripping all over and leaving a mess. So why not be quiet and savor this? "he teased.

"B..because your a criminal. I shouldn't b..be mmmmmm doing this now let me goo-oohaaaa!!!! he felt his fingers quickening now that Rust cries out drooling.

"Stop stop stop!!"

"Heh, so wet and your getting tight too...already hungry for me aren't you?" he chuckled as Rust was panting and lowering his head. He opens his eyes showing them blue hazel again but claws the bed trying to get away.

'This isn't happening. My body won't move..it's just...letting him touch me like this. My hole..it feels weird..s..so weird.....' It was pretty big but he was shaking already feeling pre-cum from the tip. Rust was whimpering even when trying to move, Davion wouldn't let him. He even gets a smack to his ass getting a yelp from the officer.

"Stay still..it'll feel more good if I find something better. Now behave and let me enjoy my feast." he warns.

"You crazy dragon. The hell are you oooooo t..talking about?" he moans shaking now as he felt a lot more loose but Davion keeps going.

"I'm trying to find something that will make you feel even better..I just need a good angle." he said.

"W..wait..what are you talking about? What do you mean a good angle-AHHHH!!" As soon as he speaks, Davion rubs against something making Rust jolt and cum a little on the bed. He shook with eyes wide drooling more.

'W..what the hell?!? What was that! What did h..he touch!?' he thought feeling his body throbbing worse but Davion grins to noticed.

"Found it..." he chuckled now rubbing and pressing his fingers into that spot. Right away, Rust moans out throwing his head back gripping the sheets on this cell prison bed.

"Ahhhhhh!! N..not there! Not there! Feels so weird when you t..touch me t..there!" he moans bucking back against his fingers making Davion lick his lips.

"Oh? But your bucking your hips against my fingers...you must love when I rub here. Lets keep teasing it.." he said now thrusting his fingers into it as he screams clawing the wall. His bangs were covering his eyes as he moans out lustfully in the cell. It felt weird but so fucking good. Rust might lose his mind if this criminal keeps this up. Though, his body was weakening while taking in the fingers more and more.

'Ohhh fuck it...my body..my body is reacting on it's own the more he rubs r..right there. It f..feels weird but...damn it, this f..feels good. it feels so good!!' he thought looking out of it as Davion kept thrusting his fingers as he sees pre-cum dripping from Rust's cock but this got Davion's own hard wanting to breed him. But he held back only to quicken his fingers.

"AHHH!!! W..WAIT NO NO NO!!!! PLEASE G..GONNA CUM S..SOMETHING IS CUMMING!!" he moans looking at the ceiling that Davion chuckled.

"It's fine..go ahead and cum for me......I wanna see you cum." he growls going faster and harder as Rust was trying to stop his hips but he was drooling from his chin loving it.

'I can't..I can't stop my body..it burns, it aches..I..I can't stop this feeling..this pleasure. I'm gonna cum..I'm going to cum....Cumming cumming cumming!!!!!'

"I'M GONNA CUM!!!" He moans only to violently cum right on the bed twitching as he clams down on Davion's fingers seeing him cumming hard on the bed gasping out. Tears of pleasure runs down his cheeks having a strong orgasm that Davion only keeps his fingers in to tease it a little more.

"Haaaa...hhaaaaaa......ananhhhhh..." shaking now, he falls on the bed panting as his hands grip the bed moaning as he falls on the side looking out of it. However, Davion was aroused seeing such a erotic scene. His precious little knight was hot.

"Heh, good boy...you really are something else aren't you.." he teased but begins undoing the zipper of his prisoner uniform. He begins to undress as Rust tries to gather his thoughts but he feels them fall now bare for him. He walks over near Rust but stands near the edge of the bed to grab his arm pulling him up gently.

"Hey, don't pass out yet..were not done.." he said but that's when Rust slowly opens his eyes before they widen to see he was naked. Though, he saw a thick throbbing cock against his ass threatening to go inside of him.

'N..No way, he's huge! That won't..f..fit. I'll be ripped apart from that!' he thought shaking as he looks to Davion with nervous yet suggestive eyes.

"W...wait..y..you won't fit t..that inside...t..too big. Your too b..big.." he whimpers and yet Davion grinds against him hearing the wet slick noises from his hole wanting it.

"You say that but your begging for it. You don't have to run my little knight. I'll make it fit." he said grinding a little more against him till he stops. Rust panted feeling this but he tries to move only for Davion to get on the bed on his knees to trap him against the wall.

"P..Please..please don't....." he said in a daze.

"You will be fine. Your slick enough." Davion said but was holding his hips. "I've waited way too damn long for this..so I'm going to have what I want......." he said but Rust shook.

"But you won't ...f..fit. You won't-" As Rust tries to warn him, Davion stops only to have the tip poke against him before snapping his hips in a big thrust inside of him. Rust screams throwing his head back but his eyes changed to blood red tightening around his thick girth inside of him. Davion growls feeling how hot and tight he was as Rust shook against the wall.

'F..fuck s..so big. He's so big inside...I..I can't breath....but he's so hot......' he thought shaking but Davion only panted to move his hands up from his hips and pin his hands to the wall.

"Fuck, so tight.....heh, what a perfect fit for me. Now your mine....." he said to pull his hips back slowly hearing how it slips out and Rust shivering before he thrusts forward. A weak moan leaves him as Davion goes at a slow pace thrusting into him deep with the smack of their skin.

"Ah! Ha! Gahh! ahhhhh.....nuggghhhhh...."

"Mmmmmmm....." Davion loved this heated feeling, even if this officer was a tease, he will enjoy this for as long as he could. "Such a good knight...a very good good knight.....your taking me in so nicely and all the way. I bet it feels good don't it? "he panted while Rust's upper face was hidden moaning out loudly as he feels the dragon take him.

"Ohhhh..oohhh..ohhh f..f..fuck..f...fuc...nuggnmmmmm...."

'It don't f..feel good. It can't feel good. I know I used toys and stuff back home but t..this is different from them. It feels way different. W..what's happening to my mind? My body? What has he d..done to me?!' Rust thought as he couldn't stop the moans that slip out even if Davion was thrusting deeper into him that Rust's fingers shake.

"Ahhhhh....hhaaaaaaa...."

"Mmmmm..so what do you say now, my officer? Finally give to me?" he teased but Rust was shaking looking up but Davion knew he was out of it. Lost to the heat of desire.

"Hahhhh ahhhhh nmmmmm mmmm!!!" he feels him thrusting a little faster with his fingers touching his chest and teasing the nipples. He even pulls them making Rust gasp out shaking.

"Answer me. Do you give? Do you feel good?"

"Ahhhh...ahhhhhh.." 'I have to lie..I can't feel g..good...ohhh god I can't f..feel..I.....I....' he wanted to lie to say he hated this but thanks to the wet dreams, the teasing, self pleasuring..he was losing it.

That's when he quickly snaps his hips forward, making Rust scream out gripping his arm to claw at it with his talon nails. Davion chuckled but he started ramming into his spots again, Rust couldn't stop moaning.

'N..Not again, not there again! He's hitting my spots again..he's going to e..eat me!!' he screams even if he was shaking, Davion kept going only to grip his his hips slamming into him but he was shaking while crying out.

"Not there! Oh god not there!!!!" he begs but Davion kept going ignore his pleas.

"Say it! Say it feels good or I'll be sure you get punished!" he growls quickening his hips as Rust was moaning ripping the sheets but his body only bucks back into him while twitching.

"MMMMMMM!!!!"

'Lie..d....damn it, Lie! Say a lie! Please..d..don't say how good it feels. Don't say you want more. Don't s..say it. Don't say it!!!!' he screams at his mind wanting to fight but Rust was screaming, moaning and whimpering that he feels Davion quickening faster.

"Ahhhhhhhhh f..fuck!!!!!"

"Say it, say it or I'll stop!" he said to Rust but after thinking about it Davion was jackhammering into him as Rust shook. "!?"

"N..No NO NO NO SLOW DOWN! PLEASE SLOW DOWN!!!" he begs but Davion keeps going that Rust was only feeling more hungry.

"Never. I'm not going to slow down in fact if you won't tell me..I'll make your body tell me! Besides, your clamping around me so good grrrrr you want me to cum inside and fill you up with my heat...admit it. You wanted me. You hunger for me...you. want. me." he said but Rust was shaking aching for it as he felt the girth throbbing inside.

"....Haaaa..hhaaaaaa.."

"But if you won't tell me..I'll fill you till you do...I'm already close. I'm going to fill you up.." he warns.

'I..Is he close? He's going to cum inside of me!? I..I have to make him stop..I won't s...snap to him but..it feels to damn good...it's too good..I'm going to break..I'm going to break!!!!' he screams looking up with his tongue seen a little.

'Your mine as I said...so accept that and just take my heat you dirty officer!' Davion roars in his thoughts before snapping his hips faster and faster with Rust gasping out till he screams tightening around him.

'H..he's gonna cum! He's gonna cum inside! I have to stop him before he-!?'

"Grrrrrr..I'm going to cum....you better swallow it up.."he said.

"W..wait don't!" As Rust tries to speak, Davion roars out snapping his hips forward to pin Rust there. He panted heavily cumming hard inside of Rust as the knight twitch shaking as something hot fills him up. His eyes rolling in the back of his head as this criminal came hard inside of him.

"MMmfffmmmmm!!!!!"

'S..shit..shit shit shit h..he came. Why is it so hot? His c..cum is hot..' he moans twitching against the wall as Rust came too not able to say a word as Davion was panting drooling from how good it felt to finally cum after so long. He didn't let Rust go but he only saw how dazed he was. Even if his eyes were red he only panted still aroused.

That's when he moves Rust from the wall and lays him down and held him down by his wrists. Rust gasped to feel trapped but his eyes looks up to the hungry dragon that they were wide. His appearance changed. He had red and black dragon scales on him, his teeth were sharp, a tail seen behind that wraps around Rust's waist. However, he breaths smoke growling hungry at the shaking knight under him.

His heart was beating like crazy seeing this but he was aroused seeing this. Davion growls to lick his lips, bucking his hips slowly making Rust feel it as he whimpers shaking.

"You really are a tasty treat. My prey shaking under me. I want to eat you up all night long and fuck you till I break you. Over..and over.."he said bucking his hips hearing a moan from him.

"Though, lucky for us...we have a lot of time to play. So I Hope you feel me well...my officer." he said even if Rust was shaking he was paralyzed in both excitement, fear, and desire.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Even from that night, Davion did take him over and over again. Filling him up with cum. Making him cum hard each time he teased his spots. They went with different positions that he now thrusting up into Rust as he was moaning clawing his scaly back moaning out. His own skin was coated in bite marks, claw marks, even hand prints but he didn't stop.

"Ahhhhhh D..davion m..more!! Please f..fuck me more I want it..I want more!!" he begs even with some blood from his chin after biting the dragon this got Davion excited still fucking him.

"Greedy little knight..I said we have all night." he teased but makes Rust lay down pounding away as Rust screams mixed with his moans.

"I'll not stop till we are both spent but now..thanks to this..your mine. Your all mine. I'll make you feel good no matter what......." he teased but Rust was still clawing his back but his mind was lost to the pleasure.

"Y..Yes just d..don't stop!! Mmmm I'm yours! I'm all yours! Just don't stop taking me! Make me yours!!" he begs as Davion growls now biting his neck and lapping up the blood.

Even if Rust tried he was already moaning out looking out of it. Seems even he was not strong but his body had given to the criminal.

'I..I can't live without this feeling this heat...I lost b..but.....I don't care..I need him to breed me more. I want him to breed me!' he thought before screaming feeling Davion cum again twitching as Davion chuckled now holding him to the side and thrusts again hearing Rust moan again and clawing the ripped pillow.

"Y..Yessss fuck yes please fuck me! Fuck me harder, deeper, faster just give me more please!" he begs him bucking his hips back that Davion chuckled loving this.

'Ohhhh, I'm going to enjoy my little knight..you. are. mine.' Davion thought while claiming him then kisses him deeply hearing a weak purr from Rust. From that prison building, loud moans were heard but no one was near to hear as the dragon calms his prize.

Though, who else will fall under the waves of desire? You'll have to wait and see.

~TBC~

[huntershowl-moving]

this is so funny to me (https://www.tumblr.com/huntershowl/752277209986826240/one-of-my-favorite-things-in-the-whole-world-is?source=share) because if someone doesn't interact with you in a certain amount of time or show enough passion in a short amount of time, you just unfollow and move on.

hello! please see the part of my rules about unfollowing above. the dash can get pretty cluttered if i follow a lot of people, and we aren’t entitled to each other’s time. of course i like to put in effort to show love to my writing partners, but it’s a two-way street yo. i like to write with people who like writing with me.

to go a little deeper, some of the reasons i unfollow are if a) we’ve been mutuals for some time and they haven’t shown any interest in interacting, b) the IP their (canon) characters are from is not my vibe so im not engaged in their other content (this has happened a couple times recently), or C) as it says in my rules, i cant think of a way for seph to interact with their characters long-term. she is a very picky beast and forming a dynamic with her is not easy, so i can generally suss out whether a character will mesh well with her or not after watching them for some time.

at least so far, i haven’t unfollowed anyone for emotional or personal reasons. though if you’re the type of person to throw a post about showing affection back in my face, i’m kind of glad i did 😅

there are obvi more reasons but those are the most common! i hope that brings some sort of clarity. i refuse to let rp become an obligation or a chore. we are pretending to be fake people on the internet. i am begging yall for a modicum of chill

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

I just found out that there at a bunch of AI scarecrow chat bots that one can bother and do role play adventures with on the the character.ai app and I wondered if you have messed with them at all. I’ve basically been obsessed with it since finding all the scarecrows on it.

Please don't use these AI Apps, even for fun or jokes. All they do is harm artists, writers and creators as a whole. If you care EVEN JUST ONE PERCENT about creators, you wouldn't use AI.

Find a role play partner here on tumblr. A real person. Or a friend. ANYONE but AI. AI is unreliable -- but also very sneaky and it will use whatever you feed into for the greater evil. Got an idea you love with your whole heart and would be devistated if someone plagiarized you? Well, too bad. It's the AI's now.

There's no way these character.ai things can be accurate, especially for comics with hundreds of verses. Read comics, write your own fanfic, rp with the (insert huge number here) of people in the fandom. Do anything but feed the monster.

Please, I beg of you. You hurt the creators you depend on when you use AI. I would literally write you a story for whatever you want if you could stop using AI. It's that serious to me.

This is a no AI zone. I will defend artists with all my power.

[whxlmedwing]

Alt!

@rex-rp | Alt! | Altanna (My Drifter from Warframe)

Breathe in.

Draw the string back. Ignore the dull ache in your fingers where the string bites through. Ignore the burn in your arm as you take aim.

They scurry around the streets below her like cockroaches. They called her family monsters. They hunted them like fugitives.

Breathe out and let the arrow fly.

It strikes true. The bolt of energy collides with a wet thud as it tears through the soldier’s neck. She should feel guilty. He had a family. Maybe a partner. Kids. People would mourn his loss.

But then she thinks of Arthur. Watching him struggle to breathe as his dna unravels. She thinks of Amir slumped over the console, Quincy staring down the barrel of that tank, Eleanor and Lettie tearing each other apart, Aoi begging Arthur to do something.

Breathe in and draw the string back.

Begin again.

[confessionsofa-roleplayer]

Sooo, I have been on this site for more than a decade now and sadly, in today's RPC, you can hardly exist if your muse(s) are not shipping material. If you are a canon blog, people will write with you until they find another person who writes the same muse as you and if they are into shipping? Well, say goodbye to your writing partner. If you are an OC? Hahah. I am not being pessimistic at all, I am stating a fact. I have experienced this one too many times and each time it made me wonder: Is there any point in putting effort in character developing anymore? Writing even? In some tiny corners of the RPC it may seem so but then they are way too serious about RPC entirely that it begins to feel like a job to write in those fandoms/corners. And then it makes you wonder is there any point in putting so much effort for a tiny, tiny glimpse of fun? I do have friends here, I have known them for years and no matter what they say, in the end what they do is not any different either. Sometimes I feel like I too should pick a hot FC for a sex whore male with basically no personality, background or any sort of character really and write constant smut as that's what everyone demands. But then I know that would be a HUGE INSULT to myself at least, to my well developed canon and oc muses I mean. Soo here I am. Lost. And painfully yearning for quality RPs. For partners that are not allergic to slow but well tailored threads a.k.a stories. For those not begging instant shipping - despite my warnings that I do not do auto or instant shipping - and then would drop me in a heartbeat. ( My current fandom literally dropped me for not shipping with anyone can you believe it. ) I also want to admit that I get bored with ships easily because 999999 percent of half the time it is fluff or my muse comforting edgy muses while getting nothing in return. I am. Done with shipping I guess but if I say this out loud then this means I don't exist on this hell site. I want fights instead, real enemies who are not thinking about fucking or getting fucked all the time when their enemy shows up. I want real misunderstandings that will lead to serious problems before they are finally solved and not end up in our muses grossly making out. And MORE. I want my muses to exist out of their body but still excite people and their muses, can you understand what I'm saying?

[alitlantern]

𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 📌 12.21.24 ✦ New Pinned ✦ Revamped Rules ✦ Additional info on about page 12.22.24 ✦ Put revamped rules onto rules page 12.27.24 ✦ Queue paused while replies are being caught up on 12.28.24 ✦ Added PSD credits at the bottom of this post

Threads: 36 Drafts: 10 Queue: 16 replies, 8 asks

@𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⚖️ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ✦ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ✦ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ✦ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ✦ ᴛᴀɢꜱ ✦ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇꜱ ✦ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ ✦ ᴍᴀɪɴꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ Inquisitor sideblog: @evergreenfire

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━⚡ an unfriendly aesop: when a moral lesson conflicts with our understanding of "good."

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❤️ @nobodyexpectsthe ✦ @cuerrvox ✦ @onlyinthedas ✦ @ofandrastes ✦ @magefell ✦ @kirkw4ll ✦ @detectice ✦ @rcgueprince ✦ @totyranny ✦ @valorcorrupt ✦ @fvrtvne ✦ @bannsparkleberry

◂ MUN ▸

✦ Melody, 29, they/she, EST time zone ✦ Disabled, chronically online, horrendous sleep schedule ✦ I write erotica for a living ✦ Account is 18+, NSFW is for 23+ ✦ Anti call out culture ✦ Haven’t been on Tumblr in probably 5 years, but I was here in the advent of RP and have a long, sordid history with it ✦ Have played all the DA games + DLCs, working through the books now ✦ Discord will be given out liberally to those who ask

◂ FOLLOWING ▸

✦ I follow first but will unfollow if mutuals are not established within a month ✦ I don’t always follow with the intent to write. Sometimes I follow people just because I like the way they write, or I want to read their headcanons, or I mean to write with them in the future. I’m not in a rush here to figure out what to do with every last mutual. If that bothers you, please hard block me. No hard feelings! ✦ Dupes are welcome! We don’t have to write anything but I would love to be friends with people who love Anders as much as I do!

◂ CONTENT ▸

✦ NSFW will likely be present. I will tag simply as "NSFW" ✦ I generally attempt to tag common triggers, but I may miss some ✦ I am sex positive, kink friendly, and a taboo safe haven. I don’t believe in “pro shipping” or anything of that ilk. As long as you’re an adult and not hurting anyone IRL, I beg you to write what you want. With me, even! I’ll write fucked up shit with you gleefully! Censoring will only aid the corrupt ✦ If you want to write NSFW with me but don't want it on the dash, I am more than happy to move it off platform ✦ Also equally happy to fade to black, NSFW is not a requirement for ships ✦ Favorite genres: Angst, hurt/comfort, combat, NSFW/erotica, fluff ✦ Dark/Mature/Taboo themes will be mentioned; Anders is canonically a victim in many ways and I do not shy away from representing the fact. ✦ All replies are put into my queue, unless it's a starter or something I am biasedly excited for. My queue publishes one reply, one ask, and one random post per day in the morning est. I'll generally answer asks and do the odd reply in the afternoon/nights as well. Always feel free to ask me where you are in the queue!

◂ FORMATTING ▸

✦ I use xkit rewritten ✦ I have icons but will drop them if my partner doesn't use them ✦ No need to match my formatting. If something about my formatting makes it difficult for you to read, please don't hesitate to tell me. I will change it for our threads ✦ Please move ask responses to separate threads, linking to the original. Also, it doesn’t matter how much time has passed since I answered the ask; always feel free to turn anything into a thread!

◂ WRITING ▸

✦ I prefer in depth plots and dynamics that span over multiple threads ✦ I don't mind using memes as a vehicle to starting a dynamic, but once established, I will always prefer to chat about where the story can go ✦ This is controversial but my biggest pet peeve is dropped threads. I’m disabled and have a very limited attention span, but I will still always go out of my way to not drop threads. It may take me weeks to reply, but no thread is ever dropped unless we’ve talked about it. I really hope for the same level of commitment to this hobby from those I share it with

◂ SHIPS ▸ ✦ I will only ship with five Hawkes, two Inquisitors, and two of every other canon character (Fenris, Isabela, etc) ✦ I'm open to all sorts of dynamics; from fluffy to toxic. I have no triggers or limits and will happily write on or off the dash depending on our level of comfort ✦ I may drop ships in time if I feel like my energy isn't being returned, but I will always speak with you about the issue first before assuming anything

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[bewitchingbaker]

SHIPPING INFO // Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

REPOST. Don’t reblog.

[long post so under a cut it goes]

What’s your OTP for your Muse(s)?

Ummmmm technically all my pairings are OTP's in their own way. Idk the closest is maybe his potential canon partner/wife Delainey and even then I'm still writing and figuring that out.

I think ships with @moonrevolutions @siiinfully (Harper) @dethdvncer @brooklynislandgirl @smolcuriouskitten and @hunting-songs had a big influence on how I write his romantic headcanons honestly.

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

Nonmonogamous things are cool, platonic things, romantic things. I’m pretty game for most things. noncon and abusive stuff clearly not for me. i work a 9 to 5 i hate, i'm trying to have fun and vibe. Maybe the occasional toxic ship but Chris is a very tired dude and doesn't have time for another toxic ting.

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

Considering in most verses that Chris is either in his mid 20s to early 30s, I don’t think he or I would be comfy with anyone who’s not 24+. Honestly if a 19/20 year old flirted with him, he’d just stare and say they’re a baby.

However, Chris does tend to date older as he has fallen for vampires and other paranormal beings. So he tends to prefer someone around his age or older.

Are you selective when shipping?

Half and half? Like Chris is easy to ship with but by the same token it also makes tough to ship with? Like he's such a nice easy going guy that he can work with alot of people. But at the same time, he's not always going to go for just anyone. I think it depends on the chemistry of the muses and their dynamic with Chris.

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

Usually when clothes start getting removed and Chris is begging for more of his partner I usally slap on a read more or move it to the ol smut blog.

Who are other muses you ship your muse with?

-I have a few shippy ships

- familial - @escapedartgeek , @the27percent @everyoneismytoy @smolcuriouskitten (Rocky) @tarnishedhalo

-platonic - @pyrokineticwarrior @weregonnagetyou @temporalobjects (Pinky) @awkwardcourage @gretaphasmatosmartin

-romantic - @brooklynislandgirl @hunting-songs @siiinfully @moonrevolutions (its still in the beginning courting/crush stage) @smolcuriouskitten (Ren) @jelloandbeer @temporalobjects (Eshu) @werspinna (technically FWB/casual but there's that hint of more) @illbringthechaosmagic @ofdemonessence and Chris's potential vampire wife Delainey

Does one have to ask to ship with you?,

Not exactly ask but having some form of interaction between our muses would help. Even if it's just a introduction that works or if you reach out, I'm down to clown and figure out their love story.

How often do you like to ship?

Alot more than I thought. I was anxious to ship when I came back cause I did'nt want Chris to fall into any weird shipping things (fetishizing, trying to infantilized my boy, or just weird dynamics) and I haven't written a ship for a while. But now that I'm here, I have a solid list of ships for the young Luna.

Are you multiship?

Yep yep.

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

Ship more or less? Idk, I love me a good ship with nice dynamics (friends to lovers, childhood friends with a crush, opposites attract and I love the figuring things out deal I have with a few ships)

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

None?

Finally, how does one ship with you?

Hit ya boy up if you see a thing. Write with me and Chris to get a little chemistry going and we'll go from there.

Tagged by: stole it from the homie @escapedartgeek

Tagging: steal the ting.