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Giving my @arcanigenum blog a little attention 🥺

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TUMBLR RPC TRENDS & OPINIONS SURVEY . hi everyone ! recently i have been very curious as to how opinions within the rpc as a whole differ , or whether or not we have subconsciously developed certain trends within the roleplay community ! as a fun exercise and a way to understand the rpc better , i created a form with a bunch of questions related to roleplay and the tumblr community ! you will remain entirely anonymous on this form ( or you can opt to add your url , but this will not be published ) . at the end , i will compile statistics for the most relevant questions and publish these results so we can track how the rpc feels about certain topics ! 

please reblog this post so we can get opinions from and include as many roleplayers as is possible ! the form is here .

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Today my mentor got to write about a patient who is an alien from another dimension, meanwhile i got to write about a pedophile who has several rules of what not to do.

Id rather write about the alien.

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Where are my sane gc people at on this hellsite in this hell community

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As soon as I sit my butt down by the computer at the psychiatric clinic, my nose begins to itch and I sneeze a lot. Im allergic to this place.

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芸術家♡

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Wokeists who are openly homophobic without realizing it and thinking theyre so progressive is both my fav thing and a thing that is gonna give me an aneurysm

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Negan smiled and kissed Simon on the temple when he came. “That’s it. You’re so good for giving me what I want. Such a good boy.” He was immensely pleased, and decided to give Simon a bit of a break. The punishment would continue until the time was up, but he wouldn’t try to make Simon come again. If he did anyway, that would just be an added bonus. 

When the hour was finally up, turned off the vibrators and carefully removed the wand off Simon’s cock. He gave Simon a gentle kiss before leaving the bed, and returned a moment later with a warm, wet towel. He gently cleaned Simon from all the cum he’d spilled, and after throwing the dirty towel in the hamper he carefully removed the restraints. He then carefully tipped Simon over on his side to remove the bullet. He grabbed some lube from the nightstand and lubed himself up before settling in behind Simon. “I’m going to fuck you again, sweetheart”, he said, bending one of his legs up to enter him more easily..”I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

He wrapped a strong arm around Simon’s body as he slowly pushed inside and softly kissed his shoulder and the side of his neck. Once fully inside he just laid there for a moment, his whole body pressed up against Simon’s. He then started to slowly roll his hips, fucking Simon with sweet and gentle thrusts, mumbling praise in his ear between kisses. 

    Did Simon come again? Unsure. His body did tremble and shiver every now and then, sometimes more pleasurable than others. His moans and whimpers became quieter and he did less and less resistance. Involuntary jerks and movements, as well as sounds. He was exhausted. 

    It felt like an eternity had passed when the vibrations stopped and his cock was finally free. He let out a deep sigh. It still felt like something was buzzing. Eyes heavily hooded, he was simply existing while Negan took care of him. He barely pulled his arms down when the wrists were finally free, and didn’t care to try his legs. They were too heavy. 

    “Mm,” was the only reply Negan got. The warmth pressed against him was nice, and he realized he had missed the feeling of Negan filling him. But he was sensitive. He shivered, moaning softly for each thrust, wiggled his bum just a little bit. Otherwise, he was completely relaxed. Any stiffness? Gone. Frustrations? Gone. Anger? Obliterated. He had needed this so bad. Although too tired to move, he still squeezed around Negan’s cock, ever greedy for pleasure.

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Negan felt himself getting aroused even more as he watched Simon thrash and heard his pleas. He was definitely going for a round two once the punishment was over. “I know it hurts, sweetheart, but it wouldn’t be a punishment otherwise. You’re such a good boy. You can take it.” He bent down and attached himself to one of Simon’s nipples: licking, sucking and biting on the little nub while the torture continued. He kept an eye on the clock, and after some time he felt it was time for another orgasm. He put the egg inside of Simon on a higher setting with the help of a remote and started stroking the entire length of his dick with the wand. “Come for me, Simon.” 

    Simon objected loudly. His cock had officially given up completely, sad and hurting, resigned from its job. He did his best to thrash and squirm around to try to slip out of the horrible vibrating torture device. While the vibrator in his butt wasn’t bad at all and he fully enjoyed Negan’s mouth on the nipple, the punishment was extremely distracting. The vibrations increased, Simon groaned as a response and arched his back. Words were impossible. His hips bucked, thrusting, trying to manipulate the vibrator to a better angle. He had no idea how much time had passed when he felt muscles contract and finally came. His pelvic floor was tired. His abs were tired and close to hurting. The moans escaping him were strained, his breathing light and quick. 

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When u scroll through too many science and reality denying posts on twitter and feel your brain starting to melt

Thats enough twitter for today time to write smut

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Head physician: ok this guy wants to become a woman and wants oestrogen and breasts but I dont know him. How is he? Is he stable?

Everyone else: HA NO.

And that was the end of the discussion 🤣

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When Simon was about to come, Negan removed his mouth from Simon’s dick and stroked his shaft with his hand until Simon spilled his load. He felt his dick stirring again as he watched Simon squirm. Maybe he’d fuck him again later. “You’re such a good boy, Simon. You’re taking this really well.”

Once Simon was done, Negan rubbed his thumb over the sensitive head for a moment and then he left the bed to get some toys. He was soon back with a wand with a sleeve attachement, as well as a bullet vibrator. “Let’s pick this up a notch.” He freed one of simon’s legs for a moment -  to replace the plug with the vibrator before restraining the leg again. He turned the vibrator on with the help of a remote on a medium setting, and then he put Simon’s cock in the sleeve, which had a textured inside. He lied down beside Simon again before turning on the wand on a high setting, slowly moving the wand until the sleeve covered the head before stroking Simon’s dick with it using small up and down motions.   

“Much better. We can just lie here for the rest of the hour while the vibrations torture you. Only 45 minutes left to go, Simon. Let’s see how many more times I can make you come.”

    “Fuck you,” he managed between the other ‘fucks’ when Negan complimented him, even if being called a good boy always made him warm and fuzzy inside. He complained loudly with eyes squished together as Negan tortured him, then sighed just as loud when the man gave him a small break. He kept his gaze in the ceiling, panting, not caring about what Negan did. “Let’s not,” he mumbled. His body was like jello. He didn’t even take the opportunity to shove Negan when his leg was free for a couple of seconds, only trembled when the buttplug was switched out to something else. “Oh-” It was apparently a vibrator as it turned on. That was fine. 

    What was less fine was whatever it was that touched his dick. He didn’t care to look, only let out a muffled noise and wished for his cock to retract into his body. And then the thing turned out to be a vibrator too. Simon let out a cry and thrashed, violently tugging at the restraints but only managing to bounce in the bed. He heard Negan talk but the words didn’t register. “Stop! Stop, stop, please stoooop-” His cock hurt, the vibrations and friction downright painful. Simon wasn’t quiet for even a second. Whining, whimpering, pleading. But was he going to tap out? Absolutely not.

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We went from #metoo to women with a sexual orientation are bigots real fast huh

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Negan only grinned when Simon struggled and squirmed. He loved to torture his boy like this. He bent down and kissed SImon deeply, muffling the sounds he made. He then kissed his way down Simon’s neck and chest, nibbling and sucking on first one nipple and then the other, before continuing down his stomach. Eventually he replaced his hand with his mouth and sucked Simon’s dick into his mouth. He sucked slowly as he bobbed his head slowly up and down the shaft while playing with Simon’s balls. On each upward movement he let his teeth scrape along the sensitive flesh, and once in a while he swirled his tonge roughly across and around the head before sucking again. He moaned deep down in his throat, sending vibrations. After a while he started to go faster, sucking harder, while playing with the butt plug again. He would keep going until Simon came once more. 

    Simon complained into the kiss. He was dying. He was already dying and it had only been barely five minutes out of 60. The treatment of his nipples sent a welcomed different kind of pleasure through his body, having him moan loudly. His chest heaved with each breath, some more controlled than others. What seemed like out of nowhere, he felt Negan’s warm mouth around his cock and thrust his hips up rather than pulling away at first. He pushed his head back into the mattress, slowly writhing. His whole body jerked and he whined whenever Negan came back up. This was fine. Even a couple of pleased hums left Simon until Negan picked up the pace. 

    A surprised noise left him when the plug pushed against his prostate, his hips bucked. The hums continued, albeit lessed pleased and more of the whimpering and tortured sort as his body tensed up, limbs pulled at the restraints with curled fingers and toes. It felt like his head was going to burst before he finally came, animalistic grunts leaving him with each wave. “Fuck-” A mere whisper when  able to breathe again. “Fuck, fuck, fuck-” Each exhale got its own ‘fuck’, squirming along with them as much as he could.

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It is 6 pm and im ready to pass tf out 🥱😴

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Tfw a head physician doesnt do dictations properly and puts irrelevant and old diagnoses on patients wtf