#or not. they could just be roleplaying whatever floats your boat

[devxoid]

somewhere in an alternate universe

[slutshamethesquirrels]

Shamesy's Declassified Fanfic Writing Survival Guide - Part 3

Help! The world is burning and everything sucks!

hi hi friends!!! welcome back to the fanfic writing survival guide!

today i'm gonna cover a bit of a "no-no" topic, if you will. its something i've been struggling a lot with here recently and something i'm witnessing other authors go through as well: writer's block... or, at least, what you might think is writers block.

today, we'll be talking about what to do when you lose interest in your fic. and, respectively (possibly more importantly), what not to do.

1) Beat yourself up

Look, I know, I know. Theres a chance right now you're kicking yourself and loosing ur marbs because your little writer peanut brain has convinced you that you are satan's incarnate and everyone hates you and wants you to die.

this is, undeniably, untrue. i implore you to do whatever it takes to get out of this headspace before you do anything at all. go outside, touch some grass, maybe eat a bug, just really get in touch with the real breathing world with no fictional dick n balls for a while. however long it takes to realize your intrinsic value is not tied to the fictional dick n balls. there are no fictional dick n balls out there, friends. only real ones.

here u go, look at this:

feel better yet? if not, keep staring until you do. it'll get funny eventually, i swear.

2) Force yourself to write the damn thing anyway

this is only gonna result in a sub-par product, and your readers can tell. no, they can, i promise. it's always evident to me when an author has lost steam.

i dont want ur poo poo writing, and neither does anyone else. i would rather you abandon it entirely than ruin it-- AHT AHT! TAKE UR FINGERS OFF THE KEYBOARD RN!!! NO!!! BAD FIC AUTHOR!! BAD!!

3) Think you owe your readers anything

another controversial statement but what am i good for if not being a big ole bitch??

look, we love our readers. we ALL do but you simply cannot pour from an empty cup for them. you come first, your mental health and general health comes first. your interests come first and your wants and needs come first. if they want superhot!chad!alphamale!jimmy neutron x reader or whatever that fucking badly, they can write it themselves.

1) Write other things!

Yep yep!!! Write a one shot, a drabble, a personal self indulgent story, some poetry, whatever floats your boat!!

Remember, this is supposed to be fun! You are allowed to indulge in whatever you want to, shocker, I know!!! the world is your oyster baby! branch out to other fandoms, re-visit old dead writings you've re-gained interest in, write a character you don't usually write, jump on a roleplay forum and just chill, my dude. kick back and remember why you enjoyed it!

2) Put it on hiatus!

"NOOOOOO!" the readers shout and then immediately explode. "YEEEESSSSSS!" I respond just as violently. Seriously, push it away from your nog for a bit. Let it rest. I would rather see a good chapter from you in six months from now then to get something soulless. If you just cant rn, thats fine!!

3) Grab a buddy and have them critique you

god, i will forever be in debt to @vallification for having this type of friendship with me.

we often think of critique and feedback as a negative, but it can often breathe a new life into your work!! message your most down to earth and honest bud, send the draft over and just say "hey i fucking hate this why do i hate this" and chances are a pair of fresh eyes will be able to point out things to you you didn't see before. nut up and quit being a baby, we all have shit we can improve on. who are you, jesus christ? if yes, could you PLEASE answer my prayers and send me a hot n' spicy mcchicken to my door via drone and/or angelic delivery?? im not asking for much, dude its the best fast food sandwich.

"but shamesy, im super hermit basement dweller core and don't have a friend thats kind of a bitch that would--" yes the fart you do. im right fucking here, rude ass <3 my dm's and asks are always open.

3A) Bounce ideas off said homie

again, val could absolutely sit on my face for this. we throw ideas back and forth constantly. you have no idea how absolutely megamind brain your dogs can be until you ask them.

4) Just start virtually sharting onto a page

this is how suguru blue AND a first time for everything were created!!

just start typing and see what happens! sometimes it doesn't work out (#shamesy's failed ficlets ) but no matter the case it'll help you loosen up a little

5) Take your writing on the go!!

ooooo I LOVE THIS ONE!! Take your laptop or phone to the park, the beach, a coffee shop or cafe and just make it feel less like work and more like play! this can do WONDERS for your creativity! the library is also a great place, because you have so much literary inspiration to quickly reference!

hope this helps!! you can check out my masterlist to find the other two survival guides as well as all my writings! stay cooch!!!

[roleplayallday]

Guys hear me out

Seven evil exes paired with their genderbent versions

Time travel is real in scott pilgrim now so why not alternate dimensions?

So some lady versions of the former evil exes appear and it’s up to our canon boys to help send them back to their own world! Except, y’know, they become attached to them and really don’t want to send them back lol

Alternatively, it could just be doppelgangers, whatever floats your boat!

But either way, it would be fun to roleplay lol. Doesn’t have to be Gideon paired with Gideon or Matthew paired with Matthew either lol

This idea stemmed from this video

I can’t say no to anime girl Matthew lmao

If this sounds interesting to rp, dm me here or on discord! Otherwise i am so down for some self insert stuff with matthew or gideon/julie!

[cupsnmugsartmageddon]

(A random woman with blonde hair in space buns, a blazer less suit and a notepad and pen appears) “DCI Wilson. Just call me Evelyn. Or Ev, whatever floats your boat. Now…” (she lights a cigarette) you two got dirt on the devil?

Nnnot gonna do roleplay for the main characters on this account I'm afraid as it technically could count as ask-related thing and could reveal things that will unfold in the series naturally or could influence the characters in ways that don't really belong here

sorry

if you got questions or an idea for a side character that won't affect the yt story go ahead tho

[gryffindors-heir]

Harry Potter Characters and Their Kinks

Marauders Edition...

What can I say, I like marauders era content.

Lily

We start with one of my favorite ladies

She's into being dominant, she is a switch but always leans towards domming

Into hair pulling whether yours or having hers pulled

Kind of a brat tamer, loves fighting her partner for dominance and control

Very much a giver and I think she'd be down for both edging and orgasm denial

I think when she does feel subby, she likes thigh riding and just generally being taken care of

Marlene

For me Marlene is honestly a sub, and like hella gay. Sorry men, but she would think you're 🤢

Probably likes impact play, getting slapped or spanked is more her style, nothing like flogging though, that's ouchy

Likes getting choked, and like collars. She would be down to always wearing a choker/collar that her partner gave her

Very much a giver, likes being pushed around in the bedroom and is immaculate at giving head.

Likes to be looked in the eyes. That's not a kink but she likes it

Honestly she need praise, like so much praise, but like call her your "pretty little slut" or something

James

He is in fact a switch, but he's only really submissive for Lily

He would call her mommy, but would expect anyone else to call him daddy or sir. Prefers sir

Kinda into power play and also likes to fight for power, he is a hella brat when subbing

Choking, I got this headcanon from @randomoutsiders that the boys have rings with their animagus forms on them, likes leaving his imprint on his partner

Honestly I think that he's rough, but Sirius and Remus can be way rougher

Sirius

Let me get one thing clear

C O R R U P T I O N K I N K

Very into sweet shy people and turning them into whiny whores

Very dominant, will rarely sub pre-azkaban

Post Azkaban he just wants to be loved and held

He is very into choking, spanking, and honestly would probably be into his partner having a collar and leash so he can pull them towards him.

Breeding kink as well, he is very scared to be a father, but if you can get pregnant he will long to see you with his child. If not them it's all good, the dirty talk is still hot to him

Also likes being called sir or just something with authority

Likes his hair pulled

Remus

Also has a breeding kink, let's be real

Even if he wasn't a werewolf, he'd have one

Is very much a loving, caring dom, but holy hell you break the rules he shows no mercy

Especially when he's older, loves to watch his partner squirm

I like the idea that he'll tie you up to the bed or something and enchant a toy to just barely get you on the cusp of coming, and just sit and do paperwork while you beg

He is very patient, but near the full moon it's constantly running thin, so try to behave

Is the king of aftercare

Peter

I know I know, ew right? Well too bad, my fancast for him is a young Damon Albarn and like...

Look at him he's hot, so we have to.

Honestly pretty vanilla compared to the rest of the marauders

Probably into degrading his partner very heavily

Might even be into exhibitionism tbh, I can kind of see it. That or like into close call situations

Like fucking in an abandoned hallway and you guys hear footsteps nearby

Not great at aftercare I will say, but honestly if you teach him he gets much better at it

If he subs he will get pegged and will call a partner a name (like y'know mommy/sir/mistress, whatever floats your boat) and is honestly too eager to please

Regulus

A switch (only cuz I like being dommed and I love him so much)

He is very kind and loving for the most part and very shy about sex. He's very pretty and even though plenty of people like him, he's an introvert and just doesn't want to be around, let alone fuck, the people into him.

Would probably sub the first time he's with someone, trying his hardest to remember everything they like. He's a quick learner so he gets it fast.

Likes to pull hair a lot of he can, big on touching in general

Sex is about love to him

Now if he's in a bad mood or jealous? Will shove you around, insult you, mix in some praise

He might be into waxplay, like I can see him experimenting with temp play in general

He will try many kinks out just for his partner

I can also see him being into shibari as just kind of a relaxing thing, he likes art and shibari is very artful

Minor breeding kink, no where near Sirius though. Though it could also be he just likes cumming in his partner.

Might be into marking his partner (bruises, bites, etc.) But never in areas where others will see, it's just between him and his lover. Their little secret

Lucius

Pet play, nuff said, but I will elaborate

Likes calling his partner things like kitty and bunny

Would get a costume and everything.

Gets them a little cage too if they don't mind going that far

He is a dom, no exceptions

Very strict, can be very harsh, but after a scene runs a bubble bath and gets you some tea to soothe your throat

Definitely has a breeding kink

Can only be addressed as master (or sir if you aren't comfy with that) when doing a scene

Might be into some roleplay, especially when older

I honestly think he could have a thing for flogging, like have you seen that cane?

Honestly has a thing for chubby women, likes how soft just chubby people in general are, but especially women. Would cherish and take care of his partner.

[rwbyremnants]

WARNINGS: Winter/Ruby: teacher/student roleplay, hot wax, scene interruption, under the table action, accidental exhibitionism, accidental parent/child incestuous feelings (no actions).

 (Also, reminder that the Jacques Schnee in this story isn't very similar to the one in canon)

Oh... this chapter. Haha we almost didn't go through with it, since it treads very close to a specific line, but it was just too fun an idea to resist. Hope you guys enjoy it~ and Happy New Year very soon!

=Chapter 7

"Oh wow… yep. That’ll be perfect."

Ruby and Penny had been discussing a few details about the session she would be going through with Winter for the evening, about how she was expected to already be in a particular costume and begin the scene as soon as she entered the door. What had Winter requested? A school uniform. It wasn't something that completely surprised Ruby, but was certainly new and unexpected. Her time at Signal High didn't require a uniform at all!

Thankfully, Penny had come to the rescue. They were both a similar size, and upon hearing Ruby's dilemma, she immediately offered up her old uniform for her to use. Penny had attended a high end private school in her youth in comparison to Ruby's public school, and knew that the uniform wouldn't come cheap. So she saw no point in allowing her girlfriend to go out and buy one when she had one stashed in the back of the closet.

Satisfied with how it fit on her, Ruby turned from the wardrobe to look at her girlfriend. "And you're sure I can use it for this, right? Like, no second thoughts?"

"Of course," Penny said, mostly focused on her laptop screen. "I do think it's strange, of course, but I'm also not using it at all. Why shouldn't you and Winter get some use out of it?" Then she sat back slightly. "There. What do you think about this? 'I am a highly-motivated Berkeley graduate, seeking to enter the workforce and to bring the skills I have gained there and from real life experience to my new employer in a field that offers potential for advancement.' Good, or is it too wordy?"

"Wordy is good! They're always looking for wordy. And if you go for an interview, you're just as smart when you talk as you seem on paper," Ruby complimented. Taking the jacket off the hanger she inspected it closer. Penny's fathers really didn't spare any expense; the material looked wonderful! It almost seemed a shame to use it for some clandestine purpose in Winter’s torture chamber.

"Alright," Penny sighed, finally looking up from her laptop. She gently, not saying anything for a moment. "You look wonderful today. I wish you had gone to my school; it really suits you."

"You think so?" she asked, placing the jacket gently on her bed so it was out the way for her showy little spin, one that made her giggle when she felt the skirt drifting up slightly. "It would have been kinda cool, but I think my dad would have missed me too much to let me stay there all that time."

"Probably true; he didn't want you to go to college where you did, either." Penny giggled as she picked up the little roll of black material that had been on the corner of her desk, standing up and crossing to the bed. "Now, you promised I could do the honours; that's the deal for getting to use it."

"You just wanna see up my skirt," Ruby teased. But not wanting to disappoint her partner, she held out one of her legs, giving her toes a small wriggle to tease further. "Ready!"

"Sit," she ordered, and Ruby did so. Then she took the ankle and gave each toe a delicate kiss. It was different than Winter's reaction to her feet; while she seemed to be drawn to them magnetically, against her will, Penny simply enjoyed doting on the smallest, most insignificant parts of her romantic partner. Who just giggled in response. She always enjoyed how tender Penny was toward the simplest parts of her. From the top of her head to the tips of her toes! Waiting patiently as Penny pulled up the tights, she blushed again.

"And you don't mind if these… rip, do you? The tights, I mean."

"Not the tights. The rest of the outfit, I would appreciate it if you tried your best not to harm it. At least, not in a way that can't be fixed with dry cleaning." Picking up the second stocking, she again kissed Ruby's toes as she said, "But Winter had better not harm these little piggies or I would be very upset."

"Oh, she won't." Chuckling to herself once more, that actually reminded Ruby of another subject to do with Winter. One that she hadn't actually mentioned to Penny yet. "Funnily enough… she actually likes feet. A lot. It's something I didn't expect."

"Really?" Penny asked, hands only halfway raised to put on the other stocking at last. She glanced down at the feet, one covered and one not, then back up at Ruby's face with a slight smile. "Well, why shouldn't she? They are adorable; yours especially."

"Yeah I guess toes are kinda cute and small, but like, sexy? I mean, I got nothing against it, whatever floats her boat." She smiled again, pushing the foot into the stocking as Penny held it open. "Winter's really mysterious like that. I barely know any of her kinks."

Penny's smile was gentle as she tugged the stockings into place perfectly, then reached down and picked up the fabric-covered feet, cradling them fondly in her hands. "They are nice. I mean, as far as I can tell, since 'sexy' is a strange concept for me. So I will defer to Winter." The smile turned mischievous as she kneaded into the soles with her thumbs. "What if… I had control of one of them, and Winter had control of the other? Would you enjoy that?"

"Hmm…" Looking upwards as she allowed herself to relax, Ruby rolled her foot slowly into Penny's motions, softly groaning from how pleasant it felt. "Both massaging? Well, hey, I like being pampered…"

"Massaging for me. I'm not sure what Winter's preferred activities are." Again, she kissed the feet through her stockings and then picked up her saddle shoes, slipping them on. "Have… you talked to her about your romantic feelings yet?"

Deeply sighing, that once relaxed smile faded away. Instead she leant forward again, staring into nothingness. "No… I still don't know if I should. I don't know if Winter's Aro or not, but she's never really had a relationship, or dated or anything. Maybe she doesn’t want that with me, and it might just make things weird."

As Penny continued tying her shoes for her, she said reasonably, "Well, you can't know if you don't ask. Perhaps you should pose it to her as a question; simply find out whether or not she would be open to doing romantic things with you. If she says no, then you don't have to tell her that you're already feeling that way."

"Penny, you know me better than anyone else. You know I'm not that slick. She'll see through that a mile away." Resting her chin on her hands, she continued to stare out blankly, already giving up without trying.

"Oh, Ruby…" The job done, Penny got up and sat next to her girlfriend, hugging her close. "You're a beautiful, sweet, wonderful woman. If she's going to feel romantic feelings for anyone, why wouldn't it be you? And if she doesn't, then I'm sure it's only because she doesn't feel that way about people – the same way I don't feel sexual desire for people." Then she lowered her voice and added, "Though I can make exceptions for my little Rubáiyát."

That had managed to bring a smile to Ruby's face. Somehow Penny always seemed to manage that with her, even when she was in her lowest of moods. Turning to face toward her, she wrapped her arms back around her partner, giving her a big kiss on the cheek before she nuzzled against her. "And you are just as sweet, just as beautiful; inside and out. You're so good to me, Penpen."

"Just protecting my investment," she joked in a gentle tone; an old joke for them. "Love you."

The smile turned into even more of a grin as she nuzzled again, softly stroking her shoulder. "Love you more."

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For the thirteenth time, at the very least, Winter checked the clock on the wall. Resisted temptation to call Ruby, or text her; to triple-check she was on her way, since she had passed double-check quite some time ago. As she sat in the chair, legs crossed and one shoe bobbing up and down anxiously, the elder of the Schnee sisters again reconsidered why she cared so much. For most subs, if they were on time, that was fine. For Ruby… being on time wasn't good enough. She wanted her there much earlier, so they could begin right away; have plenty of time to chat once their session had ended.

Because you care about this one, a small voice in the back of her head whispered. Too much.

She silenced it with a physical wave of her hand. Yes, she obviously cared about Ruby; she was a friend and a sister-in-law, besides her favourite person to dominate. Those were plenty of reasons to cherish her greatly. And if she found herself fantasizing about more than simply deriving sexual pleasure from the girl…

If she found herself wishing she could wake up next to her more than just the once in her life…

The sound of the doorbell shattered those thoughts, and she now found herself grateful. Pulling out her phone, she sent Ruby a quick text, smirking to herself all the while. It was time to begin.

Just as eager to start, but anxious for what was to come, was Ruby. She patiently waited outside the door to her Dom’s flat, holding her hands in one another to try and maintain her focus. This was to be slightly different from their last sessions, in that she would be thrown straight into the role. No preparation, no film and drink. They had already agreed on the terms over the phone, with their usual safety word in place. As soon as Winter would open the door, they were in-scene.

The text only read: Door unlocked. Come to the office, first door on right; bring in what's outside.

“She really is prepared,” Ruby breathed to herself Quickly pushing open the door and stepping inside, she shut the door tight behind her; she saw no point in locking it, not with Winter's reassurance that her roommate was out for another weekend. Besides, she had not been instructed to do so. Following the message to the letter, she headed straight for the hallway, toward the office.

Sat outside the door was a backpack. When Ruby picked it up, it didn't seem to weigh much. Just an average school bag. No doubt she expected Winter wouldn't want her to look inside until she got in the room, so she didn't. Finally, she turned the knob on the door, slowly pushing it open.

The room was very different from when she had glanced in before; then, it had been a fairly dull office space. A few filing cabinets, a fine oak desk, and a potted plant… and literally nothing else. Just a place for Winter to do some of her work when not upstairs in the main Schnee offices. Now…

Now it was a classroom.

“Whoa...” she couldn’t help breathing as she gaped at her surrounding. The dull painting that had hung on the far wall had been replaced with a blackboard, and the couple of other comfortable chairs vanished in favour of smaller student desks. There were only two, but that was enough for realism's sake, given that this was for play. A globe stood on one of the filing cabinets, and there was now a bookshelf with a full Encyclopædia Britannica racked up along its planks. Winter's own desk was the same, but the contents on top had been changed out for a syllabus, a stack of papers to be graded… and a shiny red apple.

"You're late," Winter said in a firm tone from where she sat. Though Ruby could only see her from the waist up, she could see one of her crisp white blouses that she wore to work had been augmented with a cardigan, the sleeves tied around her neck so the rest draped over her back.

"S-sorry, Miss Schnee!" That seemed to fit the role. Ruby had guessed they were doing a teacher-student thing, but not for the entire office to be changed so drastically! Straight away she went to take one of the seats – the closer one, as Winter expected her to, resting the bag on the table.

"You are already in trouble, so the least you could do is be punctual for your punishment." Then she sighed, a very slight cloud forming in front of her mouth, and set about straightening a few of her papers. "And I am sorry about how cold it is in here; the heat is inferior in this room, and with only the two of us in here to lend our body heat…"

"O-oh…" Thanks to the jacket, Ruby hadn't noticed just yet. She had only just opened the bag: a few blank books, some papers, and a pencil case. Her student didn't know if they would be used or not, but it was worth getting them out anyway just to make sure. "It won't happen again," she reassured, setting them on her desk. "And… do you want me to write lines, Miss?"

"Yes I do." Picking up a pair of square-framed spectacles, she pushed them onto her face as she scooted her own chair back. "Given that you aren't much of a troublemaker in my art class, I see no reason to make it too strenuous. Let's say… fifty times. And nothing too long, either."

Then Winter rose and turned to the board. From there, Ruby could see she had her now-red hair in a bun, and was wearing one of the tightest black pencil skirts she had ever seen. Her hand grasped a piece of chalk, then wrote in loopy cursive on the board:

I, Ruby, have been naughty.

"Okay… I can do that." First thing first, she opened the notebook on the first page. Although she was expecting it to be clean, she was mistaken…

Right there, on page one, was a large heart in brilliant red marker. In the middle of it was written in blue, "Ms. Schnee + Me". There were a dozen little hearts drawn around it, as well, in various hues and sizes. So dark was the press of the marker that the next several pages past it had experienced bleed-through.

Oh GOD. Ruby's face went bright red. Not only was she already distracted by the resemblance Winter had to her teacher that she had once described, something that had prompted double take; but Winter had embarrassingly marked the notebook for her! Straight away she could be heard loudly turning the pages, trying to find a single one where there wasn't anymore bleed-throughs and eventually, halfway into the book, she found one.

Sighing in relief, she then went to unzip the pencil case. Only to find that wasn't the only surprise. The first thing to emerge was a pencil, of course; it rolled neatly up against the spiral of the notebook. After that rolled out a small plastic device, shaped like an overlarge medicine capsule, about the size of her thumb. It seemed to be twistable at the centre. There were other things inside the bag, too indistinct to see without tumping them out, as well… but even in shadow, they certainly didn't look like school supplies.

Blinking again in surprise, Ruby was beside herself. There were rather suspicious items in there, and love notes all over her book. And with how well Winter now resembled her old teacher, she didn’t know what to do besides take the pencil in her left hand to begin writing, and cover her mouth with her right in a vain attempt to try and hide the intense blushing she now has all over her face. This “lesson” was going to drive her mad.

Shivering as she sorted through her papers, Winter said, "This won't do. Hang on, I think we have…" Opening one of the lower desk drawers, she made a good show of rummaging around for something in there. Up came a candelabra of long tapers, and two smaller candle holders with small, squat red candles in them.

"Keep to doing your lines," she said offhandedly as she saw Ruby looking, producing a box of matches. But when Ruby looked up again, she couldn't. She had scarcely even written three lines, before she realised what Winter was doing. She was playing directly into the kinks she described; the teacher-crush, and the wax play. At least, she expected that was what they were for. Winter didn't just do decoration for the sake of it.

But when her “teacher” looked up again, Ruby quickly got back to it before she could say another word, quickly writing more lines as fast as she could. Nodding in satisfaction, Winter finished lighting the candelabra, then blew out the match. The room filled with the acrid smell of sulphur as she flicked it into the bin. Then she used one of the tapers to light the two smaller candles.

"This isn't much, but I hope it will help," she sighed as she stood, carrying the smaller ones over. The minute she came around the desk…

A powerful scent of strawberries filled the air between them. The tapers might have been simple wax, but clearly those two weren't. Unable to help herself, Ruby hummed; the scent was relatively strong, enough to relax her a little more. But not enough to ignore the still wonderful sight of Winter. She had nailed the look of her old teacher perfectly, from the shades to the bun. Not only that, but the outfit she was wearing didn't leave much to the imagination, either.

Hey, I wonder if she's still wearing that plug from the other session. But the instant that thought crept into her mind, Ruby pushed it down, trying to get back to her lines. You dummy! She wouldn't have kept it in for that long!

But after her twentieth line, she thought, Then again, she could have always put it in again for you before you got here, maybe…

The clack of her black heels against the white tile floor gave nothing away, whether or not Winter had a plug inside of herself. When she bent away from Ruby to set down the first candle on the other desk, showing her pert, rounded posterior, there was nothing sticking out too obviously that Ruby could see. However, when she turned back with the other one, she found herself face-to-face with the girl.

"Miss Rose, what were you doing a moment ago?"

Looking up from the lines and toward her, she found her shoulders shrugging as more. Rendered utterly speechless as per the norm with Winter, she stuttered and stammered, trying to come up with some form of response. "U-uh… I-I was, um… w-working on my lines, Miss Schnee?"

"I… thought you were watching…" Shaking her head slightly as if to rid it of a stray thought, she reached to place the candle on the corner of Ruby's desk - and knocked the small pink object to the floor. "Oh, your eras-"

Her voice cut off when a quiet vibrating filled the air.

Immediately, the blushing on Ruby's face got even worse. This was so embarrassing, even if it was part of the session! She looked straight back at her lines again, red as the apple on Winter's desk. All she could say after that was, "That's not mine! I swear!"

As Winter picked it up, Ruby was granted a generous glimpse of cleavage; not as much as Winter might have shown her otherwise, but a little just above the knot of her cardigan. A little pendant hung down, swinging back and forth above her ample bosom, which was cut off by a lacy black bra. She couldn't resist taking a peek at that. Blinking repeatedly while Winter collected her “eraser”, she continued to stare. God, how she wanted to just get on with things and for them both to have their way…

No, she had to wait. Had to wait for whatever punishment Winter had lined up.

"Well, this…" Winter blinked at it in mild confusion for a moment, playing her part well. Then she cleared her throat nervously, twisting the device to end the noise. "You must have taken out this… neck massager instead of your eraser."

"Yeah, I must have! C-clumsy me!" Ruby giggled nervously, though soon got back to her writing again. She had to, it was the only thing keeping her sane anymore. But the fifty lines were done long before she thought they would be. On to whatever she had planned next. "Done, Miss."

Having just settled both candle and "massager" on the desk, she looked down and said, "Have you, already? Then… hmm." She leaned down and placed one hand on the side of Ruby's desk, the other draped over the back of her chair as she leaned down to study the lines.

Her chest was now so close that it was resting just the slightest bit on Ruby's shoulder. Already, she could feel her breath beginning to hitch up, her body temperature heating up. If Winter wasn't an agent for her favourite popstar and sister-in-law, she would suggest a teacher would be a good role for her.

"Very good so far. Now then… how about we try fifty more lines, something else? When you finish that, you can move on to your homework." Her hand trailed very lightly over the back of Ruby's neck as she drew away and walked back up to the chalkboard.

"Hmm…" She lightly shuddered when feeling the soft fingertips, finding herself watching quite closely. Each sway of her hips was alluring. Biting her lip gently, she asked, "What lines do you want next?"

Raising her delicate hand, this time Winter arched her back slightly as she erased the previous line, causing her plump backside to be more prominent. Then she went for the chalk and wrote:

I wanted Ms. Schnee to punish me.

Once again, Ruby swallowed in fear of what was to come. Winter was simply building it up, but it was already going to her head. She could feel herself beginning to heat up more and more as she began writing on the next page, trying to be as neat as possible to impress her.

Meanwhile, Winter seated herself for a minute, pretending to go over her lesson plan. Who knew what was written in there, if anything; perhaps she had even borrowed it from an actual teacher. Either way, she was certainly dedicated to making the scene authentic. That was what managed to get Ruby going the most: Winter had gone all out once again to make this as best an illusion as she could. Right down to the shiny apple.

A few minutes later, she sat upright again. Lowering her pencil, she cleared her throat and announced, "Finished, Miss Schnee!"

Without looking up from what she was "working" on, Winter said in a dispassionate voice, "Bring your notebook up here, please."

Swallowing again, Ruby held the notebook open to the right page as she rose from her seat. Pacing over, she did as she was asked, placing her punishment on her temporary teacher’s desk. Her only hope was that 'Miss Schnee' wouldn't turn the page.

Winter barely glanced at it, too absorbed in her lesson plan. From where she stood, it could be seen that she had filled it out, after all: the page was open to the current date. Written in very bold letters was: Alone time with little Rose. Blinking in surprise, Ruby couldn't help but begin to read the parts of the page she could see. For now, most of her arm had covered the rest up, but she read the next item on the itinerary quite easily: Get her undressed.

Finally, Miss Schnee did glance up at the notebook, then further up at Ruby, as if she had forgotten she was standing there all the while. "Yes?" she asked.

"O-oh! Um, sorry." Ruby anxiously shrugged her shoulders again. "Do you want me to sit back down?"

"Please. You should still have your art homework to complete." She started to turn back to her syllabus, then looked up with a slight smile. "These individual projects were fun to choose for my students. Have you taken a look at yours yet?"

"I-I haven’t," she admitted, slowly walking back to her seat again and pulling the chair out. But before she sat… "Remind me again, Miss Schnee?"

"You should have it in your bag, I hope," Winter sighed in an aloof tone, flipping a few pages back and forth in the lesson plan. "In the envelope I gave you earlier today. If not, then I'm not sure what else you'll do for the rest of detention."

"Oh, sorry! I… Forgot." She quickly made the excuse, taking her seat and picking up her bag from the ground to rummage through it's contents. Sure enough, there was the envelope that Winter spoke of, still sealed. Taking it and opening it up, she took the note from it and began reading.

Please take your time and do as good a job with this as you can, with whatever media you see fit; pencils, pastels, or paints. It counts for a quarter of your grade. Then, behind the note, was a picture…

And what a picture. It was an eight-by-ten glossy photo of Winter, sitting forward in a wooden chair with her wrists bound in the small of her back, facing away from the camera. One eye was looking back over her bare shoulder, but with the blindfold and ballgag, it was hard to tell for sure it was her.

For a moment, Ruby had to hide the photo from view. Winter seemed to have discovered that even though she was no Dom, Ruby enjoyed seeing her in such a submissive state just as much as she enjoyed being dominated by her. After regaining her composure, she pulled the selected picture back out again, taking a closer look. Even if it was presented without context, it was truly a beautiful photo; well-lit, the angle was perfect. How much more had she spent on this good of a photographer alone?

Able to sense she was being watched by Winter, she quickly placed the picture back down, covering it with her pencil case. "U-uh… I was just… Uh…"

"Doing your homework?" Winter prompted with a bemused smile, making a gesture over toward Ruby with her red pen. "That's the idea, isn't it? Just do your best; you know I grade on effort and overall improvement, so don't worry about if it's 'perfect' or not."

"Cool, cool… I think I know what I can do."

Taking out a sketchbook that Winter had placed within the bag, she went through the pencil case again. Perfect; a black ballpoint pen. It had been a long time since Ruby last made art, but whenever she did, her weapon of choice was ink. She began to roughly sketch the basic outline, mastering the different shades by the amount she had to scribble against the page. She began with the darker tones first, the small of her back against her bound hands, continuing up her arms and the rest of the piece. It was quick and rough, but the shape was pretty accurate to the photo.

Ruby was just putting the finishing touches on her masterpiece when Winter's voice reached her, sharp and clear even though it was still on the other side of the room. "What… what is the meaning of this?"

It was enough of a distraction to cause one line to go slightly too far. Probably something Winter wouldn't notice, but something Ruby cursed herself inwardly for. Looking up, she asked, "What? What is it?"

The teacher was holding open Ruby's notebook, still with the other hand gripping the cover as if to close it. As if she had accidentally flipped to the front page and was on point of closing it the rest of the way… when she saw. Her eyebrows were knitted in very convincing confusion.

"Is… this some kind of joke? One of your friends teasing you?"

Her time drawing had completely wiped her memory of the embarrassing notes in the book. And now there they were, right in her face. "I… U-Uh… I don't know h-how that… I-I…"

"This looks like your handwriting," the woman persisted. Her voice had been sharp before, but seeing Ruby's reaction was causing it to grow softer and softer. "Like it…" Finally, she closed the cover as she coughed into her fist, eyes on the other side of the rectangular-framed spectacles averted. "But you can't have feelings like that. This is a v-very cruel joke to play on your teacher and I am not amused."

"I'm so sorry," she began, looking down at the table in shame. Unfortunately the fact there was a picture of her bound and gagged right in her vision wasn't helping; it was only making her core heat up all the more, and the blush to flare up once again. "I-I don't know what I was thinking. I was just… I-I…"

But Winter had opened it again, staring down at the garish heart. Her cheeks were getting a little pink themselves, though not nearly so much as Ruby's. After another second, she closed it again and shook her head, standing up and striding around her desk.

"We can't have this going on. It could lead to a lot of unpleasant questions for both of us, you understand?" Then she very carefully added, "Regardless of… whether or not this is a joke."

"I swear, Miss Schnee, I didn't mean to embarrass you!" Even if it wasn't something she did at all, she still felt humiliated by the sheer insinuation of it. Slowly she looked up toward her again, eyes still wide and nervous.

"I know you didn't. You've always been a near-perfect student. It's… been a real pleasure having you in my class, Ruby. Every day, I looked forward to seeing you most of all." Clearing her throat as if realizing she had gone a bit too far, she instead walked closer to Ruby's desk. "How is your project coming along?"

That filled Ruby with a bit of confidence. Picking up the paper, she turned it in her direction immediately. It was a rough drawing, but more than enough for Winter to see Ruby's style of artwork. Scratchy edgy lines with different pressures tones the piece, with softer lines in the light parts to keep it reasonably neat. It was a talent Ruby rarely displayed anymore, but she wanted to do a good job.

For just a moment, Winter was completely speechless. Her mouth opened several times, closed again, opened. Then she finally whispered, "Strawberries."

That made Ruby raise her eyebrow. She lowered the piece again, suddenly seeming a lot more nervous than she was in play - which was now paused. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Ruby, that's really good," she hissed, barely moving from her position. The Dom seemed to be desiring not to break from their play too much. "Sorry, wow, I just wasn't expecting… I'm honestly really impressed you did that just while we were in here."

"Really?" Turning the drawing back to herself for a moment to take another glance, she began to smile again. Turning it back, she asked, "Did you wanna keep it after this? I mean… it wouldn't be this good if the photo wasn't top notch. Did you hire someone to do that?"

"Yeah," Winter whispered, biting her lip and smiling as she nodded. "It was an ad on KinkHub that I answered; the shoot was free, so long as he could have free reign with the pictures that didn't clearly show my identity. Like that one, because of the blindfold and gag."

"It's… I mean, I know for you both, it's a kink thing, but it's sort of an artsy pic," Ruby noted, placing the drawn image down right by the photos side. Bar a few slight flaws a casual observer would never notice, it was more or less a perfect copy with the shading. Clearly no one had seen Ruby's art skills apart from teachers and her father.

"Thank you. And sorry, I just had to stop play because, I mean, my next move was going to be yelling at you and demanding to know what you had drawn. I wanted you to know first that I thought your drawing was truly exceptional."

Her face was glowing with pleasure as she stood there, still holding the notebook full of lines. Even though she was still blushing wildly, Ruby was grinning from ear to ear, looking down again to her rather quick drawing. When she realised there was one final touch she needed to do. Taking the pen again, she quickly signed and dated one of the corners, before pushing it back beside the photograph, looking up with the still beaming smile.

"I hope you'd like to keep it, then. All yours!"

"It should be in a gallery somewhere, but… I'd be honoured." Clearing her throat, Winter seemed to come back to the moment. "Right, then - sorry, that really was bad form to stop play, but I couldn't have concentrated until I let you know how talented you are. Ready to begin again?"

Scratching the back of her head for a moment to compose herself, Ruby simply continued to smile happily. It was an honour to hear Winter's delight with her drawing more than anything else. But now that she knew where the play was going, she had to sit back down and recompose herself. "Begin play."

Winter's eyes slid closed, and she took a deep, slow breath in. When they opened again, they looked shocked, very realistically. "Wh… what on earth have you drawn, Miss Rose?! What is that?!"

This time, it was a little more obvious she was acting more than normal, and she seemed to withdraw into a shell, drawing the image back toward her. That, of course, revealed the photograph right next to it. "I-I… That was the photo I got! See?!"

"No, you…" The "teacher" gulped, her hand trembling as she reached toward it. "No, no, you couldn't have - there's no… I d-didn't- you were supposed to have a still life of nature, I'm sure- how did you find this?!"

"It was in the envelope, Miss Schnee," she said rather shyly, pushing the photo toward her. "I th-thought… you gave it to me on purpose – like you were making a pass at me or something, I didn't know!"

Her eyes swiveled between the two images, the original and the artist's rendering. Then she looked back up at Ruby, her cheeks a deeper red and a guilty look coming over her. "It wasn't on purpose. I… I know how this seems, but… Miss Rose, I would appreciate you not telling anyone that this happened. I promise you, I didn't…" Her chest began to heave, and her voice turned into a harsh whisper. "I am not the sort of woman who harasses her students!"

"I never assumed that!" she squeaked out. Unfortunately now that she was more clued in about the subject of play, the words didn't sound genuine. Something she would have to work on in future perhaps. "You said that our subject for this assignment was 'helplessness', right? That's what I assumed this was. There are so many ways it can mean that!"

"W-well, I guess that's a funny coincidence…" Under her breath, she whispered, "That was supposed to go to Glynda; I must have sent her the picture of a dog with its head stuck in the bannister. Wonder what she thought of that…"

"Possibly not as sexy as this image…" But in her haste to make a joke in character, she realised what she had let on instead, and immediately looked wide eyed. "I-I mean, I don't- well, n-not that you aren't sexy! Well you are but… I-I…"

Winter's eyes were wide as she stared at Ruby, cheeks still rouged. After a few more seconds, she shakily asked, "You… weren't trying to play a prank on me, were you? When you drew thi- OOP!"

The notebook caught the edge of the candle as she brought it up to show Ruby again, knocking it over. Most of the hot wax landed on the table, but a drop of it splashed onto the back of the student's bare hand.

And instantly Ruby found herself yipping loudly. She brought her hand in by instinct, but by then the wax had already cooled onto her skin. Before then, however, it was very satisfying to feel the warm sensation – just enough to send a tingle or two down her spine and make her sigh with enjoyment.

"O-Ooohhh…"

"Are you alright?!" Winter demanded, laying the notebook on top of the photograph as she snatched up Ruby's hand, bringing it in toward her face to examine the spot of wax closely.

Face reddened again, she realised that she had done the worst thing; moaned out loud in enjoyment. Way to hold back! Drawing her hand away again, she nervously looked down. "Y-yes, ma’am! Sorry, I'm fine! Just… Just surprised me! Y-you know how dorky I am!"

The woman didn't quite look satisfied. "You're sure? I could get you some ice, or…" Almost as an afterthought, she reached back and righted the candle. "What you must think of me today, giving you obscene homework and burning you…"

"No way, Ms. Schnee," she reassured, rectifying her desk a little more to place the photo on top of her artwork. At least then Winter had the option of taking it back if she wished, or even just leaving it till the end. In truth, Ruby just enjoyed seeing it. "You… you could never do anything wrong. You're the best teacher."

"No… no, I am not." Taking up the hand again, she looked at the little disc of wax clinging to it. Her thumb brushed over the spot very gently, frowning down at it. "The best teacher isn't one who… who could hurt her student the way I have."

"It was an accident." With it only being a thin drop, she brushed it to one side. If any more had spilled onto her, that would be a much harder task to get rid of, but this wasn't the case at all. Ruby then looked back up to her, cheeks turning red as she bit her lip. "Besides… wax doesn't exactly hurt me."

"Thank goodness it doesn't." Winter's soft lips drifted so close to Ruby's hand that her shallow breath could be felt, warm on the slightly red spot where the wax had been a moment before. Then she looked up. "I… what am I doing? You don't want me to kiss it and make it better; I'm not your parent."

"You're not, no… but…" How could she keep this going and play into the role? It was proving rather challenging when she just kept imagining it as her previous teacher. But eventually she smiled up at her again. "You are my guardian while I'm in this building. And that means you can."

Unable to hold back any longer, Winter pressed her lips into Ruby's flesh. Once she did, she seemed unable to stop, kneading into it over and over, leaving tiny wet spots as she went. Her eyes closed, in bliss at being granted such an opportunity with her student… who began to smile again. All she could do was push her hand further into the kisses, offering her up more and more to play with. Oh, how she loved being pampered by her favourite teacher; something no other student would get. Despite the fact that the class size was exactly one.

When she finally drew away, Miss Schnee looked up at Ruby with heavy-lidded eyes. Licked her lips, swallowed. Then she whispered, "I… absolutely should not… have done that, Miss Rose."

"I didn't mind." And she didn't at all. Given that she was pushing the hand further toward her again, she more insisted it was kissed than anything. "I was enjoying it, a lot."

"No, no, this is a problem." The teacher stood, taking the photograph with her and staring at it as she strode to her desk, then turned around and gazed at Ruby fearfully. "You should never have seen this. And I should never have seen what's in your notebook. Some lines are… are not meant to be crossed."

"Maybe not, Ma’am." She would have kept to her desk, but when Winter was over there, backlit by the candles present on her desk, it was impossible to resist. Walking over and placing her art by the photo, she looked gradually toward her teacher again, blushing scarlet. "But now… it seems we're on the same page."

The teacher stared down at the desk at the two images, her fingertips running over the ink In the sketchbook. Then she whispered, "That doesn't make it right that… if I take advantage. You said it yourself: I am in charge of you. I should be telling you to go back to your seat right now."

But she wasn't. Instead, Winter stood there, breathing hard as she glanced at Ruby out of the corner of her eye, caressing the drawing as her other hand clutched the edge of her desk. Half closing her eyes, Ruby made her need for her teacher as obvious as she could. She made sure to stand close to her teacher, unbearably close; despite how much her breath was hitching up.

"But you don't want to," she began, looking straight into the icy blues of Winter's. "And maybe I… want to be taken advantage of."

There was a moment of indecision. In that moment, Ruby of course knew that they would progress; it was the point of their play, after all. But still, the acting was superb; Winter's face showed all the earmarks of an older woman, tortured by desiring a younger one.

"Nothing that happens ever leaves this room," she breathed, voice shaking. "Not the photograph, or the feelings in your notebook…" Her eyes raised again to bore into Ruby's. "Or the 'massager' that we both know you're not going to use on your neck. Or anything after."

She had forgotten about that little tidbit. Blushing again as she looked back, she seemed to be weighing the options of Winter's offer. No strings attached, no conditions; sounded perfect to her. If only things were so easy outside in reality. Nodding, she held the back of her hand out to her teacher again, offering it up to be kissed.

"Yes, Miss Schnee."

Then Winter smiled. It wasn't a kind smile, but it wasn't cruel, either. Somewhere in between. "Tell me about your feelings," she urged, voice still shaking but now with more than simple fear. There was excitement building, as well. "One page in a notebook tells so much… but not enough."

Hoo boy… That was the question, in and out of play. It would be extremely difficult for her to answer that one without giving too much of the game away, and would leave awkward questions when they were done. But maybe she could purge these feelings by feeding them into the role.

"It started at the beginning of the year, when you first taught me. When you told me there was no need to be scared; that I should just… go with the flow- with my art, I mean."

Both of Winter's hands raised, fingering the lapels of Ruby's jacket. Fondly, almost affectionately. Their bodies were much closer now, even though Winter had seemingly done nothing to make it worse. "That's when it started, with me being kind. Where did your mind go from there? What changed it from merely being grateful to a teacher to…" She gave Ruby's necktie a little tug. "Something else?"

Pulled in toward her even more, she swallowed nervously. That was a question she couldn't answer, in or out of character. Taking a small breath in, she shakily began, "I-I dunno… I-it just began, y'know? I don't know how…"

"I'm no one special; just an art teacher. There are dozens of boys - or girls - at this school worth developing a crush on. It had to have been one thing or another." Both hands slid further up, one caressing the side of Ruby's face while the other tousled her hair. "Something I did, or said…?"

"N-no… just… you being you." That was the honest truth at the end of it. Out of character, it really was her discovery of how Winter was as a person that caused her feelings. She was kind, thoughtful, underneath her rather hard outer shell. How could anyone not fall for her? Edging herself closer, Ruby was more or less ready to slide into her lap, still smiling nervously.

"Just me?" Winter's fingers hooked around the bridge of Ruby's glasses, drawing them off and setting them on one of the filing cabinets as she walked to erase the board. Then she lifted the chalk and drew Ruby's name in large, ornate cursive. "I… can relate."

"You can?" Still standing herself back, she watched Winter write her name beautifully, waiting for her to make the next move.

"Why do you think I lit candles? To warm us up? They barely give off any heat, at all." Winter turned, biting the corner of her lip for a moment before she said in a low, sultry voice, "I wanted to see you by candlelight. Even if this was the only way I ever could, it… I can only allow myself so much without tipping my hand."

"Then…" Stepping toward Winter, allowing her character a moment of confidence, she half closed her eyes, placing her hands onto Winter's shoulders as she held her closer, fluttering her lashes seductively. "Maybe you should tip your hand now…"

"Miss Rose…" Her hands slid around Ruby's waist, very naturally sitting there. As if they belonged. Then she whispered, "Why haven't I been able to get you out of my mind? Did… I really put that photo in your envelope by accident? Or did my subconscious hope for this?"

"It could be a little both. I know that… this is like a dream come true for me." Gradually, Ruby began to lean forward. Her eyes seemed to focus on one particular part of her; her lips. Slowly she was heading toward her goal, eyes closing all the more…

Until there was a call from the main room of the apartment. One jarringly familiar for the teacher. "Winter! Do you have a moment?"

They both froze solid. Winter looked at the door, listening hard - and hearing the sound of footsteps, she hissed, "Shit, it's my fa- I mean, the headmaster! There will be too many questions if you're seen here!" Pulling out her chair quickly, she whispered, "Hide under the desk!"

Not even asking twice, Ruby immediately did as she was told and ducked down under the desk, scooting herself right to the back so she would be out of sight from anyone coming in. That was her out of the way; what about the rest of the things that were laid out for their scene?!

Seemed there was no time to do anything about it. The door opened, and entering immediately was Winter's father. Thankfully, he was distracted by a tablet in his hands, on which he tapped through a few of the screens, until he looked up toward her. "Ah, there you are! I just needed to confer with you about these few appointments coming u-"

Then he paused, looking at the desks in front of Winter’s. Blinking in confusion for a moment, it seemed as though he was going to figure something was going on, until…

"Are we due for the interns today? I thought that was next week."

"O-oh, it is," she sighed, sinking down into her chair. She scooted it carefully forward until she felt her shins up against Ruby's chest and stopped, not wishing to squish her but also needing for her seat to look as natural as possible. "I mean, they are. Next week. But the desks got here early."

"Hm… very well, that's fair." Leaning against one of the desks, he brought up another list on the tablet, before giving her his full attention. "I've had a few calls from different talk shows; some for FNKI, some for Freezerburn. Anyway, you're better versed in some of the topics they want to talk about than I am, so I need your input before I book these."

Below the desk, Ruby was blushing again. From where she was, she got an excellent view of Winter from down below. As part of her outfit, she didn't wear any underwear, and was freshly shaven just for her – other than the landing strip. Already she could smell that Winter was aroused, and right in front of her.

"That sounds fine, sir," Winter sighed, legs shifting somewhat anxiously. No way was she forgetting about their invisible guest, either, but was doing her best to sound as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on. "If you could forward the dates to me, I'll consult my calendar. Or send them via instant message, if you would ever take the time to learn how to use it…"

"Hey, I've only just joined the twenty-first century learning how to use this thing." He turned the tablet in her direction for a moment, before looking back at it. "Can I go through some of these with you? I need your input on how appropriate these subjects are for your sister."

"Of course." But Winter wasn't budging. She couldn't take the risk that she would stand up and her father might walk around behind the desk, spotting Ruby much more easily. As surreptitiously as she could, she scooted the lesson plan book so that it mostly covered the photograph before she reached out for the tablet.

"Right. The first one is Lisa Lavender again. She's doing a marriage special and wanted Weiss and Yang on, but I have a feeling she's going to bring up the same 'so who's the father' if Fènleng comes up…"

Ruby had more or less zoned out from the conversation going on overhead. She was far too distracted by the sight and smell in front of her. Oh, how much she wanted to lean in, take another taste of it…

And she could; it seemed like something a student would do under these conditions. They weren't exactly playing by the rules here. Giving into her temptation, she placed her hands on Winter's inner thighs, beginning to stroke very slowly. Testing the waters.

"Well, it should be alright; Yang and Weiss are pretty good at redire-AH!" Clearing her throat, Winter adjusted herself in her seat slightly, trying to press her thighs together and trap the hands still. "R-redirecting questions by now. But we could have a word with Lavender before the show."

Alarmed by the sudden yelp from Winter, Mr Schnee raised an eyebrow. For now, he said nothing about it, and simply continued. "Right… well, that could be a possibility. Anyway, she wants FNKI possibly the week after, for both an interview and to perform; that I think would be fine. But I'm more worried about the other few shows on the list that want Freezerburn. I mean, I know they're pretty good with questions but I do worry sometimes on their behalf."

Unfortunately, Ruby wasn't stopping. She only began to smirk more, gradually pushing the legs apart a little more. She was determined to begin teasing as intimately as possible, to continue her habit of getting into risky situations. Wanting to give as good as she got for once.

Not that Winter was making it easy for her. The thighs were opening, but clearly she was pushing back against the hands forcing them apart. As she did so, she hitched a smile over her discomfort. "I know, Father. Weiss is still your baby girl, and Yang is an important part of our family, now, too."

"They are indeed. I just won't tolerate people attacking either of them and spreading rumours. Especially not while they're sensitive right now, I mean; you know what Weiss has been like since Fènleng was born, and the situation with Yang's mental health."

It didn't stop there. As well as hands, a soft pair of lips could be felt against her skin. Ruby was planting more and more kisses upward, giving a brief taster of what was to come. Which caused the scent to get stronger. Winter could only hope that her father didn't notice, but hopefully it would remain trapped beneath the skirt – or masked by the strawberry candle still burning on the second student desk.

"Y-yes, um… you know that I, of all people would never wish any further harm on Yang. But she's strong, she can handle a f- a few reporters."

"Yes… I hope so. I did say ‘no’ to the more infamous shows known to pressure their guests, thought that best. But if you could give a mark on the ones you think they'd enjoy, I'll be on my way."

The kissing continued upward still. Her hands instead moved to Winter's knees, holding them apart so she could continue that journey further upward, more and more until they finally hit home. And she pressed a soft kiss against Winter's petals.

At that instant, Winter had just been reaching up to grasp the tablet… when she couldn't help but let out a low moan, trembling from head to toe and accidentally knocking the apple from her desk as she braced herself against the sensation.

"Y… you can…" Clearing her throat, she sat back again and redoubled her concentration. "You can do as you see f-fit, Father."

Now it seemed he suspected something was wrong, and his brow furrowed again. "Is… everything alright? You seem awfully… on edge."

It could be more felt than heard, but Ruby giggled against Winter's flower at that comment. She could feel herself that Winter was on edge, especially when she delivered yet another kiss. When she saw fit, she allowed her tongue to press directly between her lips, giving a long lap over the length of her.

"S-sorry about that," Winter struggled to say, thighs pressing into both sides of Ruby's head, one of her heels digging into the girl's side. "Cramps, I… think I might have eaten… bad sushi…" She bit her lip to keep from calling out again, bracing herself as best she could.

Her student chose to ignore the mild pain. She continued to lap at the moist petals even more, loving every moment she could feel Winter reacting against her in some way. And all in front of her own father! This was as risky as it got; she was doing great! Winter would no doubt be so proud of her when they were alone again.

"I see. Well, I have some pain killers back in my apartment if you need them, I can go fetch them if needs b-"

But something else caught her father’s eye as he glanced toward her desk. Although she had managed to cover the photograph, Ruby's sketch wasn't covered at all. It was there, out in the open, forgotten by Winter. And was enough to raise both the man's eyebrows.

"Th-that won't be necessary," she told him, attempting to hold his attention away from the photograph. "I… I'll weather it, and if…"

A fresh wave of pleasure cut off the rest of her words. Seemed Ruby was actually not just aiming to tease her a little here or there, but to drive her all the way to orgasm! While Mr. Schnee was still standing on the other side of the desk! Had the Dom created a monster?

"Winter…" It didn't seem to work. Although his attention was away from the photo at the least, he was looking at her instead. There was silence for a moment, until he lightly smiled. "You… never told me that you were also into women."

And from below the desk, Ruby had to stop herself from suddenly laughing. Drawing herself away from the lips for a moment, she quietly chortled to herself, biting her own lip as tight as she could to prevent any sound escaping.

"What? Oh, that's… it's m-merely a drawing a f-friend did." Even though she was breathing easier now that her companion had taken a break, clearly she was still deeply affected by Ruby's attentions. "I… why should that mean I'm… you know, that?"

"Well… I can only assume, a picture of a naked woman – in this context, no less! You must have paid good money for a piece of art like that, and I can't think why you'd want it for general… aesthetic." He was finding himself becoming rather flustered at the subject. Mr Schnee had only just in recent years become more open to his family, including the extended family they now all shared. To his daughter, this would be a strange surprise to hear him talk about, or even see him blush because of the art. "I-I mean, nothing wrong with it, you know. Just… wow, I've been a bigoted old man all this time and both my girls are queer. What a twist."

Winter found herself completely in disbelief. Though she knew her father had come a long way since his old homophobic leanings, she hadn't expected him to very nearly not bat an eye at such an obviously perverse drawing lying out for anyone to see. Even if she had only forgotten about it and not meant for anyone to see it.

But there was something else about his blush that brought a question to mind. She didn't want to ask it, knew the answer would be nothing good. But try as she might, she couldn't resist.

"Do you… like that sketch?"

"I-it's… Uh…" Obviously from a drawing, he didn't recognise the figure; much to Winter's advantage. The last thing she wanted was to try and explain why there was a picture of herself bound and gagged on the desk. Still, he shrugged his shoulders, trying to nervously continue. "I-it's rather… interesting. I don't think you'd want to hear your old man admitting he likes that sort of thing."

"What do-" She hesitated, pushing her thighs together. If Ruby decided she was going to take advantage of the situation again, she wanted her to at least have to fight for it. "Perhaps I would never have asked if the topic hadn't come up this way, but now I'm curious. What do you like about it? The subject matter, the artist's skill… the model?"

And Ruby did. Even if her head was trapped between Winter's thighs, that wasn't going to stop her attempting to push back forward again. As best she could, once more she prised the legs apart, pushed her face to the petals beneath. She was determined not to let Winter off that easily.

And the ever-oblivious Papa Schnee could only look a little more, tilting his head. "Hmm… a-a mixture of the three. Though I haven’t ever seen anything quite like this, the art is very lovely. An interesting style."

"Isn't it, though?" Winter said, gasping as softly as she could when she felt Ruby's mouth attacking her anew, as she feared it would. "You'd… never believe who drew it. Quite a talent, even if it's… well, it's a little kinky, isn't it?"

However, during her brief respite from being eaten out, Winter had thought of a better plan for revenge. As she did her best to lean casually against her elbow, gazing down at the risque art, she raised her feet up and dug the pointed heels down into both of Ruby's hips.

A muffled yelp could be felt against Winter's sex. It hurt, but not to the point she had to stop. Just enough to prove again that she was doing a good job of inflaming her desires.

And further adding to the bonfire were the words of her own father, who could only give a nod of approval. "Yes. If you could give me the details, I may even attempt to commission them, maybe. Though… probably not something as kinky as this! Something more... tasteful, suitable for framing."

Winter nodded, using the time to let another wave of pleasure pass through her, into every last nerve ending. She couldn't stand it. If Ruby didn't let up, or if she didn't get rid of her father within the next few minutes… something unthinkable was going to happen. But she couldn't concentrate. Normally, she would know exactly what to say to get rid of him, or to make him lose interest in the conversation. But all she could do in that moment was to respond.

"I think that… could be arranged. I'll se- I'll set it up. One of the same model? Not kinky, but it could be… anything you want… name it…" Toward the end, her mind had drifted down under the desk again, as ashamed as she was of that.

But once realising what she had said, her heart stopped. No. She couldn’t pose nude for a sketch that her father would be buying – there was a line, and that was definitely over it!

"I may have a model in mind, perhaps… we shall see yet. Though I’ll keep her in mind, as well, of course; she's clearly a beautiful woman indeed. Reminds me of your moth- well, you won't want to hear about that." Thankfully, he did seem to be wrapping up the conversation. That much was obvious when he took the tablet back from her.

What a relief – in more ways than one. Although he did still spend a moment looking at the edits Winter had made to the list. Giving enough time for Ruby to continue. Rather than just lapping at the length of it, she began to focus directly on the clit. Giving a firm circle around and around, she smirked to herself when she felt Winter's legs shuddering. She was close.

The word "Shit!" fell from Winter's lips, soft and stressed. But even before her father could ask, she smiled up at him as convincingly as she could. "Oh, n-nothing, I just… knew the artist is f-fond of that model. Who d-did you have in mind?"

Ruby's mouth was magical! Every lick and nibble at her clit was making her skin tingle all over, her stomach clench and her heart race. A little further and she would be over the edge. The woman hated it, and yet she couldn't stop now; if she tried to get rid of her father at that exact second, whatever story she told him, she knew that one way or another, she would most likely have to stand up – and that when she tried she wouldn't be able to. Those knees were going to buckle. It seemed her only option was to bear down and weather the approaching climax.

Giving a small nod at the tablet, he finally tucked it under his arm. Business taken care of, he refocused on her question. "No one you'll know, I'm afraid. That's… more a conversation for another time, I think."

With a final grin to herself, Ruby went in for the kill. With a few more circles around the clit, she allowed one of her hands to head forward, drifting around her entrance that little bit to tease her. And once feeling the heels stab in a little more, she finally let them enter inside, trying to curl to hit that spot – as a vague revenge for the pain.

Both of Winter's eyes flew wide, her mouth falling open. Even throughout all of the teasing, the segue into earnest cunnilingus, she had never expected for Ruby to finger her! In front of her father! It was all she could do not to call out in ecstasy, to keep her reaction to a mere few breathy sighs despite the grinding through her inner walls. She had been so wet and ready, worked up to receive this pleasure. If they were alone, she would have been rejoicing as vocally as possible; she still wanted to.

But they weren't alone. Looking up at her father, she took a deep breath so as to sound as firm as she could manage. She was too close to wait for him to leave now. She had to ask him something that would keep him talking while she let her end come to the surface. "Ohh, Daddy…." That was NOT good; she tried again. "Y-you can tell me anything. Maybe I would… l-like to see the model's other work before I p-pass it along to my artist."

"Well… she's not a model." Thankfully, he was continuing. It was probably the worst kind of subject to have whilst in the middle of these activities, but it kept him talking. And easily distracted. "Of course, your mother's been gone a fair while… and though I still miss her, very much so, I know she wouldn't want me to be lonely the rest of my life. It's only been recently that I've found the strength to begin searching again. And, well, I've met someone new."

While her father was talking, Ruby was simply intensifying her efforts. It was now or never! She had to do it while he was distracted enough to look away or else Winter would never forgive her.

"O-ohhhhh?" Winter just managed to turn the end of her moan upward so it sounded like a question. It was too late to turn back. Widening her thighs to give Ruby headway, she forced herself to keep it together long enough to ask, "Do you… have a… picture of this new… lady in your life? I'd lo-LOOOOVE to see."

Eyes widening in surprise at Winter's apparent enthusiasm, he blinked back at her, taking the tablet back from under his arm. "You… really don't mind? I mean, I was worried that you or Weiss would be angry at me, or uncomfortable with- this is quite fantastic!"

He seemed to have not noticed Winter's predicament at all. Somehow, Ruby's continued actions on her clit and inside against her spot were going unnoticed by him still, and Winter still wasn't there yet! Probably because him being there made her too nervous. Thrusting faster and faster, she tried to make sure she would be ready to finish her off at the perfect moment…

Which came when Mr Schnee began to scroll through his tablet again, rolling his eyes and groaning to himself. "Where is that blasted Facebook app?! I only just had it open!"

That was the moment, alright. Gripping one arm of her chair to tether herself, Winter stopped resisting, stopped holding herself away from Ruby's punishing fingers as her inner walls clamped down around them, moisture pushing outward as she came. Wave after wave of ecstasy flooded out from the two points of Ruby's mouth on her greedy clit and the fingers hitting her internal spot, down into her shoes and up into every hair follicle on her head. There could be no denying how phenomenal of an orgasm it was.

But it had consequences. They could have been worse, or more prominent, but she had heard herself moan Ruby's name in an undertone during one of the early aftershocks. Even if her father hadn't heard it, she also felt wetness running down her inner thigh, and down her chin from her open mouth. As sensitive as they were rubbing up against the lace, she found herself eminently glad that she had worn a bra so that her rock-hard nipples wouldn't show through her linen shirt; that would have been too obvious to ignore.

Finally, Ruby could be felt backing herself away. She had Winter's liquid splashed on her face, in her hair; a clear marking of what she had just done. Something her student was going to wear with pride when this was all over, and she gradually drew her fingers out to finally stop the teasing.

Meanwhile, Mr Schnee had at last brought forward a page belonging to a Latina woman with shoulder length brown hair, one who seemed a similar age to him, give or take a few years. "Yes, here she is. You might have seen her in the building a couple of times."

"She looks ni-iiiice," Winter let out with a shiver as she was exited, her neck twitching slightly. The drool rolled even further down her chin, but she couldn't quite force herself to raise a hand and wipe it away just yet. "Is… was she the representative from the… from our paper supplier? She's hot."

Inwardly, she cringed. That had not been quite what she meant to say! It was true, but she had intended to be more moderate about it!

"Why, yes, she is! She's actually been helping me a lot when I have bad days grappling with my loneliness; it took me far too long to realise I’m attracted to the woman, however." Although straight after the comment of her being “hot”, he pulled the tablet slowly back again, teasing. "Hey, hands off, you."

Smiling weakly, his daughter finally leaned against her hand in such a way that she could surreptitiously wipe the drool track away. "Very funny. But I am happy for you."

Even in the midst of such a strange moment, Winter realized that was true; her father had found someone to help ease his lingering grief. It was a lucky thing indeed, as she had noticed how bad it was getting over the years. Maybe the relationship would last and she could become part of their odd little family.

"Thank you, my dear. And… I hope, if I was right about earlier, that you're happy. That's all I care about. And if you do happen to find someone, man or woman, I'd like to meet them."

"That may never happen, Father. But… I promise you will if it does." Then she shuffled some papers, purely so she would seem too busy to walk him out, before she said, "Oh, and please send me a few pictures of your new lady friend; I'll forward them on to my artist, see if she would be interested in working with her."

"Shall do." Finally he was going to make a move to leave, drawing the tablet back fully and pacing back toward the door again, not before leaving one last quick remark about the drawing. "Though this model truly is attractive… if I wasn’t already working up the nerve with Amber, I might ask for her number."

And with that, he finally closed the door behind him, and could be heard doing the same to the main door as well. Leaving poor Winter with the knowledge that her father clearly still was head over heels for their mother… even if that knowledge took the form of knowing she would do in a pinch.

[naturesloopholedaaa]

4. How do you explain rp to someone in the real world?

I straight up told my mother (When younger) that I write? I’ve told one other person in my real life that I rp but I never really explained it as something big or fancy with going into detail about the graphics, the fc choices, the anything.   If you are wanting to tell someone outside of the rp world about your writing?  Do it!  If they judge then fuck it.  It is their problem.  It is writing and that is the biggest chunk of what it is and the rest of it? Is the flashy extras.  You could be writing a novel but instead, you are deciding to pick something else up and that is cool.   You are writing novels in your head and being creative as hell!   “So,  I’ve been writing for years and I moved my platform online. Not interested in sharing the URL or anything with you but I thought I would let you know.”  I was lucky to have someone that just took it as a “Whatever floats your boat.” type deal and moved right along with our days.  My mother had more issues hearing I was bi a lot harder than I was into roleplaying.

[clippingwings-a]

@attendreesperer​ said: 2 and 17!!!!!!!!!! Mun’s Asks: RP Edition // Accepting! 

2. Tell us about the first fandom you roleplayed in. Are you still part of it or have you moved onto others?

So, the first fandom I loosely rped in was Assassins Creed & as Sylvia here actually! Back when she was solely an Assassins Creed OC. In 2013, I didn’t know much about the whole rp scene or community as a whole, but I did my best to understand & interact with others. Oc’s were as they still are today; usually pushed to the side & ignored for canon content.

But I do remember one rper who was very kind going by shotofmercury ( don’t ask me how I can even recall their url, I juST DO, LMAO ). They were really chill & were okay with rping with ocs since the character they rped as basically was in the same variety, despite being canon themselves ( there wasn’t much info on the multiplayer characters but people found them neat & rped them with what they could go off of ). 

We had some nice interactions & they were fun! Kind of fond memories in a way, for me. I never forgot about them or the person who rped that muse, & I genuinely hope they’re doing ok. 

Other than that, my experience within the fandom was little due to, like I said. Being an OC. But there were some good things that came from it & I was able to revitalize Syl later on!  

17. What are your thoughts on people who goes all out on the aesthetic for their blogs? Do you think they’re have the right to express their creativity however they want?

Okay so this. Might just be a me thing but I personally don’t understand people’s obsession with minimalism these last couple years on tumblr rp. I can understand a point of it being an ease thing if you’re not going to do a muse super main or super serious, I get that,  but the sudden ‘minimalism is now superior’ thing I’ve seen go around. 

I’ve said it in the past but I don’t tolerate any kind of blog policing ( especially when it comes to responses & how much one can write / respond to but that’s a rant for another time ), & shaming someone for having a nice theme or lack thereof is just??? Strange to me. 

Be creative as you want with your themes if that’s what you want to do! Also don’t be, if that’s easier & less stressful! I really don’t mind either way so long as I can find rules & info, I could care less! 

People have every right to express themselves creatively through their graphics & that’s entirely fair to them. Some people do it to express their muse too, so just kind of snubbing graphical work as being ‘too fancy’ is really hurtful. It’s the same with aesthetic & the like, people put work into that kind of thing, so when I see others throw out ‘if you put too much ooc content / aesthetic posts on my dash, I’ll unfollow’ it’s like??? Okay well that’s blog policing & not fair but whatever floats your boat I guess? 

Maybe it’s just because I’ve been rping on this site since early 2013 & feel old school but. People put way too much stock in how others work on their blogs graphically & aesthetically & idk, if you want something clean & uninterrupted, don’t rp on a public platform.

But yea, I don’t care about any of that stuff, make fancy themes! Have fun with graphics! Just make sure people can find your info & we’re chill lmao. 

[fyrapartnersearch]

A sly return

Hello, it’s been a while…

 And I am back with a new request! This one will be more specific as it only targets certain fandoms. I have had plenty of amazing original roleplays in the past time but now my desire is slowly favouring canon universes once again. Btw, call me Gil ;) 
 I have a strong penchant for including original characters and ideas that can be added to the pre-existing plot. Also very happy to expand on the given worlds and open to AU’s. Okay so I am a really big nerd when it comes to the supernatural, mysterious, urban myth and fantasy. Love combining those given elements with organised crime, complex characters, cataclysmic events and dark schemes that all unravels as time goes on. 

 A little about me. You must be at least 18+ of age if you want to start a roleplay with this gal here. Since I am in my twenties, I prefer maturer partners. I accept anyone, regardless male or female. What I expect is a decent (if not very good) grasp on grammar, the ability and will to write creatively, shoulder a great part of the plotting and responsibility as well as passion for roleplaying. Of course this should be seen as a fun hobby but I really like to invest… I wish for my partner / friend to take equal initiative. 
 Here are my cravings and guidelines! Even though they are limited, I made sure to filter out the ones I know I wouldn’t role-play anytime soon. So if you are interested in something I didn't mention here, I am afraid I might not role-play this or decline. 

 Fandoms and cravings:

Castlevania ****

Devil May Cry ****

Game of Thrones ***

Witcher ***


Fate **


Star Wars ***


What it entails:
 Alright, so you are writing with some of a mature age. I have 11 years of writing experience when it comes to the game. This will be a fair warning that this request is not for the faint of heart. There will be violence, swearing, gore, intimate themes, uncomfortable subjects, drama, conflict and other dark matters included within the story. I have few limits but I will respect the boundaries of my partner, so do not shy away from telling me. Just so you know, I won’t fade to black or skip out on the nitty gritty. Go big or go home. Interests: My line of interests are very electric when it comes to genres. I love conceiving my own lore inside a stories, be it an original or a pre-existing story. Gothic fantasy among others are one of my favorites. I am not opposed to tapping into science fiction, action, romance, crime, action or thriller genres, in fact I encourage it. Inspirations for me are Lovecraft, Hellsing, Blade, Underworld, etc. As for the fandom inspired RPs, I am more than willing to bend some rules and be a little indulgent. Writing: 3rd person perspective. My writing is wide-ranging and flexible, which means that frequently, word count will go up 1000+ per reply - though it highly depends on the given situation and partner. Quality over quantity as they say - but why not both? I love detail in description, and I am actively seeking someone of the same infamy. My partner should have a basic grasp on grammar, punctuation and somewhat of an interest in knowledgeable writing. I also double! (preferably, but we can always discuss whether it makes sense for our roleplay our not.) World building and sharing the burden: You should be active and help me shape the world around our characters. Even if we discuss many things during and before the roleplay, how we wish for things to play out and take its course, I am always happy to be surprised with a secret of my partner’s character I didn’t know before. You don’t need to lay out all your cards on the table… keep it a little mysterious and suspenseful. Just enough so we can work with the ideas, but not completely kill off the suspense. Characters: I write canon as well as OC characters. Faceclaims, GIFs, drawings, mood boards or just a plain physical description is absolutely sufficient. Whatever floats your boat when it comes to visualising your character and their backstory, I’m on board. Characters should be written as opulent, flawed, unique, talented, heroic, villainous, spiteful, angry, and everything in-between figures. In other words, don’t be scared of making them ‘human’, even when they are non-human. Romance: Openly play and accept characters of both genders, preferable m x f pairings, but I am open to m x m and f x f relationships as well. I have more experience with m x f relationships, so I might be more savvy with this one. If the chemistry of two characters compel me, I will ship them no matter what! When it comes to sexual scenarios and intimacy (intercourse, foreplay, all that jazz). I encourage erotism, but in a tasteful manner (that goes for romance as well). The passion must be felt through the screen, even if it’s just a mere description of someone’s deep train of thought. Content: Drama, violence, sex, metamorphosis, symbolism, action, romance, pretty much everything is a-okay. I am unbothered by certain subjects that may or may not be uncomfortable for the general public. Roleplays are fictional stories and we best keep viewing them as such. If there are things you are uncomfortable with, name them and I shall respect those boundaries. But don’t be surprised when suddenly one of our characters bites the dust, or gets tortured. It may be difficult to write and read, but it is all part of the story and furthering the plot. My roleplays imply and involve brutality, mayhem, psychological and physical torture as well as other things. But I also endorse beauty, serenity and placid moments, scenes or characters. I love it when it comes full circle… everyone- and everything has their beautiful and hideous side. Both should be embraced. Communication and friendship: OOC-chat friendly! I love meeting new people and making potential friends. Plus it strengthens the compatibility between us. Communication is the alpha and the omega. If there is something that bothers you, or if you think you are left out in some way (be it a mistake on my part or we’re both at fault here), don’t be scared of telling me. Really, it won’t be taken personally - since I know that we slip up every now and then, we’re only human after all. It is also completely sufficient if you only type out a few messages per week. I am super chill about it. It doesn’t bother me re-writing a scene to fit the narrative more. If there are mistakes, they can be corrected - just to get that out there. We can always exchange opinions and see what would benefit the story most. I will also voice my opinion should something arise that could be bothersome. World building and plotting: An active roleplayer is wanted without a doubt. Can’t do the thinking for two now. Let’s row this boat together. Limits: Subject matters I won’t touch are pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, vore, scat, furries and some other bizarre fetishes. Also no one-liners or text-talk messages. The sentences have to be cohesive, coherent and decently structured. 
 
Now a little more information about myself. I live in CET central Europe. My response rate varies throughout the weeks, depending on my schedule. 
I study at a university full time and work a job on the side and both are keeping me fairly busy. My writing will increase most likely during the weekends. If I should hit a hiatus, I will inform you as soon as possible. I understand when you are busy as well and are not able to respond, though I prefer if my partner does not ghost me. At least let me know what’s going on so I can adjust and put the roleplay on hold if needed! 
Mediums I roleplay on are email and googledocs. Though I also have Discord in case for OOC chat! Preferably my partner would message me first on email, giving me a brief description of themselves, their cravings as well as ideas. That way I can see if we’re compatible or if this bears any potential. After that we can easily move to Discord and carry out our chats / conversation there. 

Message me here EMAIL: gilgameshmercur@gmail.com Hope to hear from you soon! Lots of love!



 Sincerely yours, -Gil

[frequencyfound]

8, 9, 11, 15, 38 !!

I should really just title this “I talk a lot” ◊ @simplyechoes​

( cut for length, because i really do talk that much)

Name any three things about the rpc that bother you.

As someone with a lot of opinions? It’s a bit hard to narrow down on ‘the three things I can’t stand the least’ so this is in no particular order and just random gripes of mine:

People who do not tag triggers. I absolutely understand forgetting or not knowing you had to tag something ( I do that too, so it’d be very hypocritical of me not to ), but I will never get people who make the conscious, constant and generalised decision to not tag triggers at all, any trigger. It’s such an easy thing to try and make the rpc more accessible and safer for everyone. 

The pressure to write with everyone/be friends with everyone/do all the things/reply quickly/etc. I absolutely respect and love the fact that some writers work best that way, because we’re all different and amazing in our own ways and deserve to be celebrated in that sense. However (and this will 100% cross with an answer to a following question), it’s absolutely more than okay to not do it all. It’s okay to be tired, it’s okay to take a break from writing, it’s okay to just do memes and not long threads, it’s okay to come back after months because you had to take care of yourself (and your life, and your loved ones) and it is 100% okay to not be comfortable writing with everyone or to not want to spread yourself too thin or what have you. It’s okay to have your own rules and stick to them. You don’t have to do it all, and that should be celebrated and respected, too. I feel like sometimes it’s not. 

The very toxic mentality that someone having opinions (especially different from your own) is somehow bad or deserves to be mocked or ridiculed when that person expresses them simply in ’I disagree with this’ or ’This makes me uncomfortable’ terms. Obviously there are important exceptions (which shouldn’t even be called exceptions since they seem like common sense, but it’s the term that fit best here) if whatever that other person is defending is foul (whitewashing/incest/non-con/the whole list that follows), but overall, if it’s just a case of differing opinions? I really dislike that the rpc does not always allow a space for that (or at least, a space for that without the fear of being called-out/attacked).

What is your opinion on exclusivity? Do you practice it? Why / why not?

For the longest while, I understood, respected and enjoyed the idea of exclusivity without ever practising it. In truth, I wasn’t holding myself to the positive standards I viewed the exclusivity of others in. 

It changed when I witnessed some narratives which made me deeply uncomfortable and include a character I write (Hélène, in the interest of honesty). Then, exclusivity was not a concept I felt like I had no right to, but a necessity to protect myself from topics I did not want to write, and point of views I did not want to entertain or associate with. When I allowed myself to be uncomfortable (something I’d never allowed myself before, despite the fact I had definitely been uncomfortable and just chose to sweep it under the rug for the sake of ‘not wanting to cause drama’), I started applying what I preached about others being exclusive to myself. 

(I’m going to note here that talking to someone about something which genuinely makes you uncomfortable is not ‘creating drama’. We all have rights to a safe and happy space to write, but I know sometimes rp pressures can make it seem differently.)

I’m now in a place where I could be exclusive, and would never rule it out. On accounts or muses I am not, it is usually a reflection of my own comfort with the fandom. On muses and/or accounts I am open to exclusivity, it is not just about my own comfort, but also because of the relationships (both ic and ooc) I’ve crafted with people I’m exclusive with, because I love writing first and foremost for the in-depth relationships (not necessarily romantic, but of any kind). 

Tl;dr: Prioritizing your own comfort is not creating drama. Being exclusives with someone is not creating drama, and the fact someone might think the contrary baffles me. Being exclusives with people is cool. Not being exclusives with people is cool, too. It’s whatever float your boat, so long as it comes from an earnest place of comfort and joy and mutual respect. We are all here to do what makes us happy in an environment we can feel safe, at ease and having fun in, and it’s up to each individual to decides what works for them and their muses.  

What do you know now about rp that you wish you knew when you first started?

It’s okay to take care of yourself. I think this links back to everything I just said, but it’s okay to not be this superhero who has a job/studies/spends time with friends and family/replies within a day/chats ooc with people/has a great sense of humour/is always here and cheerful/never says no to a thread/writes with everyone despite discomfort that might be felt with some people. It’s okay to have rules, it’s okay to stick to them or not, it’s okay to set your own limits. In fact, please set your own limits. Please create a space where you know you will feel happy and safe and have fun without all the unnecessary pressure or impostor syndrome that can come with roleplaying. 

Please take care of yourself. 

Don’t let your energy and fire burn out for a hobby. 

It’s taken me a while to get there and I’m admitedly still learning, but I wholeheartedly believe this is something important.

( Also, don’t give in to people trying to compare you with others, as well-meaning and complimentary as they may seem. Writing is to some extent inherently comparative, especially when done online, and I have insecurities of my own, as I’m sure many others do. There’s no need for us to cater to anyone that tries to play on them to make us or other people feel lesser than or invalid. Plurality of interpretations should be celebrated! ) 

How has rp changed you personally?

I think the most obvious way rp has changed me is that it actually improved my english. That’s why I started writing on tumblr, why I still write. When I got to University, I had no real way of making sure my english writing was ‘good enough’ or ‘academic enough’ for essays, and I figured that if I could write fiction easily, I’d be able to transfer some things to academic projects. 

Rp also brought some wonderful people into my life. Some which are still here and hopefully will want to stick around for a while, some with which I lost contact. I’m grateful for everyone of them. I am forever amazed at any friend I make on this hellsite and how talented and creative and lovely (and a long list of adjectives I won’t bore you with) every single one of them is. They’re wonderful people and I can’t say enough good things about them. I’m so lucky I got to hang out and meet some of them in real life. 

May we all be so lucky to meet people like that. 

What advice would you give to someone new to rp?

Have fun! Take care of yourself! Do you! This will 100% link back with a lot of my previous answers, but I am a believer that what matters at the end of the day is that you can look back on your blog and look back on the people you wrote with and the threads you wrote and the threads they wrote and just feel warm and happy and safe and at ease. 

Roleplay is first and foremost a hobby, it’s here to bring you joy. There can sadly be a lot of unhealthiness on this site but, trust me, you don’t need all the clutter that might derail you from your own joy. 

I know written like that, it seems easier said ( well. written ? ) than done. I’ve been there ( sometimes, I’m still there too ) and I know it can seem like an uphill climb when you just want to make others happy, but you need to be happy too. It’s not a one-way street. 

Just have fun, sail your own boat, focus on the people and writings and muses which make you happy. 

That’s good life advice, too. That, ‘don’t be afraid to make mistakes and ask for help’ and ‘don’t let anyone harsh your mellow’. 

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #378

"Baby Fru, Ominous Portents”

[Steve] Has gone to fetch a few things from Doc's disorganized trunks and stumbles upon Grinny pouting. He kneels down and speaks quietly- Hey there... you look kinda cold. Did you lose your sweater?

[Grinny] - Fuck off, I don't need anything!- He makes a quick swat at Steve

[Steve] Yikes! - Manages to pull away in time to only get slightly scratched- That stings! Why are you so angry all the time?

[Grinny] - Because I hate all of you!  Especially humans!

[Steve] Oh. Is there anyone you don't hate?

[Grinny] - There are those I find less annoying, you are not included amongst those

[Steve] But you hardly know me. I haven't been mean to you.

[Grinny] - No, but you are human, and they are the worst

[Steve] That's not fair. You're a mean cat, but I don't think all cats are mean.

[Grinny] - You would think differently if you had been what I'd been through- He tries to slink away

[Steve] We've all had bad experiences. Hey... where are you going?

[Grinny] - Away from you!

[Steve] Would it help if I made you something?

[Grinny] - No

[Steve] Is scooting on the floor to keep Grinny in sight but not touching him - If you could have anything, what would you want? And don't say for me to fuck off and die, that's cheating.

[Grinny] -For all humans other than the ones I like to die

[Steve] Geeze.... I think I'd ask to be able to fly like Cp does. Just like.... hover. Without Elytra or anything.

[Grinny] - I'm sure he could  give you the coding for it, now fuck off

[Steve] Can't I at least make you something to wear so you don't get cold?

[Grinny] - I'm fine

[Steve] Wait! Wait! I have a great idea! - He pulls out his needles and a ball of black yarn-  just give me a minute. I bet you'll like it!

[Grinny] - No

[Steve] Is concentrating and counting stitches as he kits. - Please?

[Grinny] - Not happening

[Steve] But it's perfect! - He quickly finishes up the edges and holds it up. It's a black cat-sided sweater, but on the back, outlined in pixels, in the yarn is a very distinct hand giving the middle finger and the words 'I hate you'.

[Grinny] - Burn it

[Steve] Aw.... - He sets it down on the floor. Obviously a little bummed.

[Grinny] Starts trotting off-

[Steve] Would a flaming skull be better?

[Grinny] - I don't need anything!

[Steve] How about a knife with 'Die humans die?'

[Grinny] - Go away!

[Steve] Just kinda flops on the floor and the sweater gets sucked into Grinny's theft/inventory slot-

[Grinny] Hisses-

[Steve] meeh. 'Born to kick ass?' 'Kiss my Tail?'Maybe just 'Fuck off?'

[Grinny] - Stop bothering me!

[Steve] I bet I know what you'd like actually... to be bigger.

[Grinny] - No

[Steve] Rolls over on the carpet in defeat- Well then I'll spite you by liking you anyway. Just like Doc did with Cp.

[Grinny] - How about you don't

[Steve] You can't stop me. I love cats. I love you Grinny. You're a good kitty.

[Grinny] - I hate you, go away

[Steve] Nope. You're the best creepypasta cat there is.

[Grinny] Hisses and runs off-

[Steve] -Sighs-

[Yaunfen] Calls out over the chat - MOOOOOOOMMM!

[Deer] - I'm in the garden

[Yaunfen] Comes running outside with Waffles following and something in their hands- mom mom mom mom!

[Deer] - What is it?  I'm right here

[Yaunfen] Huffing out of breath as Waffles circles them sniffing excitedly- I put down- accidently- I'm sorry- AND IT'S WIGGLING. - They're holding a very ugly brown egg with red, green and yellow flecks-

[Deer] - Is it something from the analyzer?

[Yaunfen] Fast nods-

-Lots of egg wiggles-

[Deer] - Well, what do you think needs to happen next?

[Yaunfen] Obviously has no idea- Fence? Food? SHOULD WE CALL ENDREA???

[Deer] - Well why don't we go inside first so we can keep a better eye on it and make a small enclosure for it in the lab

-Egg splits and gushes out a rather thick white gunk like donut icing-

[Yaunfen] FUCK.

[Deer] Moves quickly to catch whatever may be inside- Whoops

-It looks like a raptor, but with some small speckles like the egg and the head seems larger-  

[Yaunfen] Helps her and the baby makes a high pitched squeeeeeee.

[Waffles] Very excited sniffing!

[Deer] - Yaunfen, go inside and get some fence materials and find your Mada

[Baby] Yawns big and it has loooots of teeth-

[Yaunfen] Takes off- Yes mom!

[Deer] Follows, moving carefully so as not to be hurt by the claws and teeth that the baby has-

[Doc] comes back from outside the server with a backpack just as Yaunfen barrels into them- Woah! I was only gone a few minutes. Didn't think I'd be missed that badly kiddo-

[Yaunfen] Baby! FCa saurus, something! Waffles bumped me.

[Doc] I think Waffles needs to be taught the sit command.

[Waffles] Blep.

[Deer] Comes up with the starting to struggle baby- Ah, there you are love, a little help here?

[Baby] Wiggles it's feet. It doesn't have the curved foot claw but three big claws instead- Squee?

[Doc] Eyes widen - Oh dear...

[Deer] - Yeah...

[Yaunfen] Am I in trouble?

[Deer] - No?

[Doc] It's just... gonna get big.

[Deer] - But maybe next time you should wait for Mada to be here when you get an animal from the analyzer?

[Yaunfen] Yes mom...  I was gonna put it away...

[Doc] To be fair when Waffles head bumps it can knock you over if you aren't expecting it.

[Deer] - Then perhaps Waffles should be in another room when this goes on as well

[Yaunfen] Yes mom. But.... it is kinda neat isn't it?

[Doc] Is mouthing- I think it's a red-eye!

[Deer] - Uh...  At the moment?  Yes, later?  I'm not so sure.  This may end up getting really big

[Baby] Hungry squeak!

[Yaunfen] What do we feed it?

[Deer] - It's teeth suggest meat...

[Doc] But it's from the candy seed right? Sort of? It looks weird, Like.... not scaly.

[Deer] - Yaunfen, why don't you go find some meat for it while Mada and I build an enclosure

[Yaunfen] Candy meat or meat meat?

[Deer] - Candy

[Waffles] Busks Deerheart-

[Yaunfen] Yes mom! - Dashes off again-

[Doc] Well.... they've inherited a few things...

[Deer] - From which one of us?

[Doc] Both. In this case; my reckless curiousity, and your clumsiness.

[Baby] Wiggling limbs and tail moving around a bit too-

[Deer] Gives Doc a disapproving look- Enclosure building, now

[Doc] Yes dear. How about the playroom for the moment? Unless you want to call Cp. He kind of specializes in cavernous builds.

[Deer] - Anything for now, and let's hope this doesn't grow quickly

[Doc] Come on then, Yaunfen is probably searching the kitchen anyway. We'll take the tunnel.

[Deer] Motions for Doc to lead the way while she holds the squirming baby-

[Baby] Nips at her fingers in annoyance, it reaaaalllly wants down.

[Deer] - We should hurry

[Doc] Leads into the kitchen where Yaunfen is digging-

[Yaunfen] I got chocolate chickens?

[Doc] Lets get it in the pen first - heads down the tunnel-

[Deer] - Ow ow ow

[Doc] Runs ahead and starts dropping metal grate fences two high at the entrance to the room - Shame to ruin the vines, but better safe then sorry-

[Yaunfen] Shuts the door behind them -

[Waffles] Rolls on the carpet-

[Deer] - Is it safe?

[Doc] Yeah, put em down. They're small, they can't get too far.

[Deer] Leans over and lets it go-

[Baby] Makes a break for it to get away from Deerheart. It takes a few steps before getting distracted by the soft floor and kicking at the wool blocks in curiousity.

[Yaunfen] It digs like a chicken! - They put the chocolate chicken flesh on the floor.

[Doc] I read somewhere that dinosaurs are related.

[Deer] - I think this one will be a project for the whole family...

[Baby] Leaps on the food and rips it apart with it's jaws -

[Yaunfen] WHOAH.

[Doc] Yeaaah.

[Deer] - Let's leave it to get settled

[Yaunfen] Mom?

[Deer] - Yes?

[Yaunfen] Thinks deeply for a moment. - Can we name them Fru?

[Doc] Shrugs-

[Deer] - Sure, why not

[Fru] Very tiny little roar.

[Deer] - Come on, I need to tend to my fingers.  Fru has very sharp teeth

[Yaunfen] Sorry mom.

[Doc] I'll get you some of the cooling slime - Leads her outside - Please be careful Yaunfen.

[Yaunfen] Yes mada.

[Deer] - And perhaps slow down on the number of pets your getting

[Yaunfen] Nods as Deerheart is led away-

[Doc] Hugs her shoulder- Things could be worse I suppose.

[Deer] - True, but I think I'll be a bit relieved if they ever end up with a more normal pet,  Plus things are going to get very busy soon with everyone helping with Lie's baby...

[Doc] I was going to say worse like you driving me to make cheese day and night in an insatible cycle of smelliness.

[Deer] - Oh gods, never!

[Doc] Helps her inside and to a trunk in the breakroom facing the map. They pull out a big jar of healing/cooling slime and open it - Just stick your hands in it. They really tore you up, my poor Deerheart. -Kisses her forehead-

[Deer] Slips her hands in, sighing in relief-

[Doc] Sits down next to her- Soooo... how was your day?

[Yster] Sighs as they row the little boat back to shore- I guess we should be getting back.....

[Locklear] - Well, I wouldn't want you to miss your boss' reaction to finding that one mob fixed

[Yster] Yeah, I had fun though. A working holiday. Shall we head out through the office and take a walk home?

[Locklear] - That sounds lovely

[Yster] -in chat- Is there anyone near the bar who can make a portal irl?

[BEN] - Yeah?  I'm at the library?

[Yster] Heads up the hill and motions Locklear to follow-

[BEN] Is floating around trying to find some appropriate books for Hyrule-

[Locklear] Whispering to Yster- I will completely understand if you wish to burn some candles when we get home

[Yster] I think it'll be okay.

[Locklear] - You never lived with him

[Yster] Any chance you can let us out in the Mojang office? I have some news for Jeb before I go home. He tends to work late.

[BEN] - Sure, whatever.  Hey Locklear- He creates an opening

[Locklear] - BENJAMIN

[Yster] Gives him a polite nod - Thank you. Hope your family is well.

[BEN] - Yeah, Hyrules learning fast, still not much of a talker though

[Yster] He's playing the silent protagonist I guess. If he's reading that's good at least. And he might suprise you later. Kids are funny like that.

[Locklear] - Yes well we should be going, it can't be good to leave these portals open for to long

[Yster] Passes through with a friendly wave for BEN. -

- /Player Yster and player Locklear have left the server/ -

-Little bit of time passes. -

[Notch] Knocks on Lie's door. -

[CN] Answers the door- Hello?

[Notch] Is trying not to smile and holding his phone in one hand. - I answered the phone but the call is for Cp. Is he around?

[CN] - I think he's making some food for Lie...  And me- Steps aside so Notch can pass

[Notch] Thank you. - He walks into the kitchen - Cp? Phone call for you. - holds out the phone-

[CP] - About what!?- There's a slight burning smell coming from the furnace in front of him

[Notch] He wants me to give you the phone so you can talk privately, for some fucking reason.

[CP] Sighs in irritation and takes the phone- Fucking Nether what the fuck do you want?

[Notch] A bit too loud- I'm leaving? You happy now? - Goes back out of the room-

[Jeb] Hey.... is this a bad time?

[CP] - What the fuck do you want?

[Jeb] I saw what you did on the phantom coding, it's really something else entirely. Genius really.

[CP] - Is there a point to this?

[Jeb] I was wondering if you'd kinda... maybe... do you want a job?!?

[CP] - No

[Jeb] But you'd have extra money, for the baby and stuff? And you'd have a say in the updates!

[CP] - I already have plenty of money, Slender is fucking loaded and I have his card.  And now that you know I can come out there and personally threaten you I doubt you'll do anything that would piss us off

[Jeb] It has nothing to do with pissing you off! You'd have input when we discuss future features. And we have this codename Markus and I used to use for when it was just the two of us and we wanted to make the company look bigger. You could be Junkboy, and take credit for everything we've done in the past under that name as well as whatever you come up with in the future.

[CP] - No...  Shit!- There is now black smoke coming out of the furnace and CP lunges to pull the food out

[Jeb] I could... add you in on the next bunch of patch notes. I'm sure the community would go crazy on the internet....

[CP] - Oh joy, then we'd have a bunch of summoners going off everywhere

[Jeb] I'm just throwing out ideas! Isn't there anything I could offer you? We'd been working on some of those coding problems all week!

[CP] - Nope

[Jeb] Arrrrrrrrgh. But wait.... don't you want the summoners to go off?

[CP] - I'm going to be busy, I won't want that sort of distraction

[Jeb] But... Cp!

[CP] Is walking now and see's Notch and just throws the phone at his father and goes back to trying to make dinner-

[Notch] Is bonked in the head with the phone and the chain chomp steals it and bounces away before he can fully recover- Hey!

-Late that night-

[Zeke] Is laying in bed with Arden, it's very quiet and both of them are dozing comfortably.

[Arden] Opens one eye - So... when were you going to tell me?

[Zeke] That I'm a giant tentacle monster? I wasn't sure when would be a good time to bring that up in casual conversation. - He hesitates - Does it... bother you?

[Areden] I don't know... I'm still in love with you though. But I don't think I'm ready to make love... like that... just yet. I mean, if it's even possible. You won't like, lay eggs in my chest or something right?

[Zeke] I would never! -pauses- And who says I lay eggs??? That's not true at all!

-There's a bit of a rumble as it starts to storm outside. The crashes of thunder can be heard even in the bowels of the castle-

[Steve] Looks up from his spot in the warm bath- Sounds like tomorrow will be a good day to stay home huh?

[TLOT] Blinks sleeply from his own spot in the lava tub. He's leaning on the railing and his eyes slide open slow like a cat. He's feeling the changes in the air, both real and psychic. - We may not have a choice... I think, it's almost time.

[Steve] Really??? Now I'm excited.

[TLOT] This will be... interesting.

[Yaunfen] Pads up into Doc and Deerheart's room- mada... mom? I know I'm too old for this... but...

[Doc] Wakes up - Are you okay?

[Yaunfen] I had a bad dream.

[Deer] - Oh sweetheart, come here

[Yaunfen] Crawls gratefully into the bed and snuggles down-

[Doc] Wraps hir robe a bit closer and snuggles them both as the rain pours down on the skylight above.

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[EAlex] Is playing solitare on Licht's computer [literally moving the cards around] - Hey Licht... Licht?

[Licht] - Yeah?

[EAlex] When do you think we'll have time to visit the server again?

[Licht] - Do you want to?  I do have Doc's number

[EAlex] We should go... not just yet, but very soon.... I can feel... something odd happening.

[Polybius] Is rudely plugged into an internet jack while everyone else is eating dinner. He's basically just spaced out at the table next to Slenders left side. His screen flashing random colors as he daydreams.

[Sally] Is playing with her mashed potatoes, making mountains and valley's while the others at the table talk with each other-

[Slender] Is deep in conversation with Offender at the moment-

[Polybius] Tenses visibly as his conciousness picks up on something odd-

[Slender] - Polybius?  Is everything alright?

[Polybius] Opens two eyes on his screen as the background fades to a half black and half white design. His eyes narrow in suspicion, and his gaze flicks to Offender- Hmm.... - He's obviously listening for something the others can't pick up on.

[Offender] - You pick up some good porn or something?

[Polybius] Feigns ignorance, but Offender picks up on the subtext. - Vibrations.... Probably Herobrine doing something stupid again.

[Offender] Chuckles-

[Slender] - Anything I may need to clean up?

[Polybius] Exchanges a look with Offender that speaks volumes- Oh no. It's his mess to deal with. I wouldn't worry about it...

[Slender] - Very well

[Sweet Alex] Knocks softly on Notch's door, it's pouring rain but she's carrying a shield over her head to funnel most of it off-

[Notch] Opens the door in just his pants, it's still dark outside- Alex! Come inside, you're gonna get soaked. What are you doing out here so late?

[Flux] Comes out of the bedroom to see what's going on- Alex?

[Sweet Alex] Hello Flux. I came to tell you something important...

[Flux] - What is it?

[Sweet Alex] I was so excited I couldn't sleep. I wanted to be here. Even if it meant getting rained on and running from mobs. Me and Croca have been meditating, you know, trying to get in tune with the server right?

[Flux] - Oh dear

[Notch] What are you saying Alex?

[Sweet Alex] Notch... it's time.

[hellrager]

tagged by: @thezomblr & @empty-god tagging: @purpleshopkeep @loveyourfears @glamourwitchcraft @howlkissed

Name: Grim Age: 25 Pronouns: he/she/they whatever floats your boat Sexuality: I’m Monstersexual. Yes this is a thing. Zodiac sign: Virgo Taken or single: Single Four Things About This Blog: ✘ Damien is my first ever Demon muse and I love him to death ✘ I love listening to people’s headcanons about him  ✘ Bad Boys are my thing. I love roleplaying the scum - but Damien has this soft side to him that makes him different to my other muses and I love that ✘ I never thought I’d ship a demon with a zombie has hard as I do now... But here we are.

Three Mun Facts: ✘ I obsess over a lot of stuff, my most prominent obsessions are werewolves and serial killers ✘ I never grew out of my goth phase. I only evolved into a Metal Head ✘ I can open beer bottles with my teeth. *jazz hands*

EXPERIENCE:

How’d you start: With Anime, like most ten year old dweebs did. First by running around the garden, throwing plastic Pokeballs around, then over the internet. Platforms you’ve used: YT, a shitty German wannabe FB version, FB, crunchyroll, WoW, tumblr Best experience: Tumblr has been my best and worst experience. If staff wouldn’t fuck around with their site all the time, and if some people would pull their heads out of their asses, this could be a pretty neat RP platform. Until then the best had to be WoW. However you can only rp game lore in there, soooooo...  Worst experience: FB. MY 16 year old virgin eyes were not ready for the shit I saw there. 

MUSE PREFERENCES:

Original or canon: Both. Some canon characters just make me so happy that I wanna roleplay them with people who love the show as much as I do and Oc because Oc’s can be so fucking awesome and interesting?? Like, legit learning about them via RP is the best. Favourite face: Damien’s canon face...? Least favorite face: The ugly face of fascism  Multi or single: I honestly prefer single. Not to judge, people who handle mutliple muses on one blog have my respect. But for someone like me who handles many seperate blogs, its a real hassle to search for the muse you have been roleplaying with because you forgot their name. It confuses me too much. 

WRITING PREFERENCES:

Plots or memes: Both. Sometimes memes work as an amazing icebreaker  and are great for first time roleplays. I think plots work better with people you have already roleplayed with for a while. Best time to write:  In the morning with a cup of coffee Do you like your muse(s): Yeah I fucking love him, why else would I rp him??  How long (months/years?): I’ve been writing since a long ass time. Dunno, like 10 years?

[ayekanaru]

{Anonymously or not, tell me who you ship my muse with. || Because this all honestly couldn’t fit into one ask and I didn’t want to split it up into multiple ones}

I know you are aware that I ship our muses for a fanfic I’m trying to write, but I’ve kept mention of it to a minimum on my blog because (1) don’t wanna make it seem like I expect something and force you along with it cuz that’s force shipping and that’s no bueno and didn’t want that coming off as my intention for rping because it really wasn’t. A disappointing and toxic roleplay group plus a mighty need to share my Nappa portrayal with Tumblr was (2) Our muses hadn’t interacted much anyways so who knew if they’d get along well enough?

I’ve been enjoying the threads we’ve had together, they’re worth waiting for and I am pleasantly surprised by how the two muses get along as friends. Their social chemistry is better than I expected, and the banter is so entertaining to read and write for both when they get along and when they don’t see eye-to-eye.  

I know your muse already has @asktenchi as an interested Tenchi and they do an awesome job being IC with him. There are also a great number of other muses that Ayeka gets along with too. However, if you and your muse ever feel a pull towards wanting more than friendship with Nappa, I’m gonna let you know that as of right now she’s one of the few muses I’ve had Nappa interact with that has a legitimate chance of sparking his interest for a romantic relationship. It’s alright if you don’t see it ever going down that road, because that can certainly happen too and both my muse and I would be fine with that. But I figured now was a good time to bring it up since this ask meme has had me thinking about this lately.

I know it may seem like a biased thing, but I’ve been lookin’ around at the other muses who try to flirt seriously with Nappa and…it’s difficult to find muses who have mutual chemistry with the big guy. The only one who did have mutual chemistry with him wasn’t interested in shipping at all so we kept it to flirtatious banter. She left Tumblr because she wanted to focus on her family, understandably. That was so many months ago and since then Nappa’s not felt anything like that from another muse.

Other interested female muses only remark on/compliment his physical appearance – mostly his muscles too lol – as what makes them interested. Honestly it makes me and my muse feel like Odette from the beginning of The Swan Princess. “Thank you…but what else?”

Again, I wanna reiterate that I love and value the friendship between our muses and if it only stays a friendship I’d be perfectly happy with that. And I hope I don’t make you feel uncomfortable bringing it up or make you think I will be counting on things to go down a romantic road. Just wanted to say while we do ship Ayeka with happiness and self-confidence first and foremost, we also wouldn’t turn her away from forming a ship with Nappa. 

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Some things to clear up first: 1) Sydney @nappainanotherdimension​ and I have talked about this on Discord after this ask was sent [because uh, whoops thesis and grad school, I wasn't on tumblr???] so some of this may seem repetitive to her but new to you, dear followers; 2) Nyuck, nyuck, Odette. Who would be Derek then? 2) *Zsa-Zsa Gabor voice* Please. Ze followers. No drama.

Okay, now that this is already pretty long, my answer to this is under the cut. I'm not going to do point by point, bur rather a general full-fledged answer!

I've already told you this, but when I first found your personal blog, and went through your Tenchi tags, I really liked what you had reblogged and written in your personal text posts. It must have been one of the first pro-Ayeka --or at the very least, someone who appreciated Ayeka, because she might have not been your fave, I didn't know lmao-- blogs that had accumulated enough content related to Ayeka and/or Tenchi. I did notice that you, like me, were a fan of the...crossover ships ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

What I found "whadda heck" worthy was that you shipped Nappa with Ayeka! My first thought, to be honest, was "...the bald guy from the Team Four star memes?"

[ I knew of him from DBZ, but since most people my age apparently found out about him and liked him from the TFS videos, I thought maybe that's where your like of him came from? At the time, because now I know better :y ]

I'm the type of person who isn't a shipper hardcore, and for most ships that don't make sense to me initially, I go "okay, well, whatever floats her boat!" XD I did like the pieces of art there were, and I think I liked your Raditz/Mihoshi icon more because yay, somebody also appreciates Mihoshi! XD And they like the buddy cop angle of things? LMAO

But anyway, time passes, we get to chatting and then you say you want to make a blog. Cool! You want to make a blog for Nappa!

Aw, jiminy christmas.

Your worries that I'd think you were force shipping on me were the same as mine. I've seen it enough times on Tumblr that I honestly was surprised I found myself in a situation where that could've been a possibility. I enjoyed your fanfics, even the lemon ones lmao, just because they were funny but also it was me going okay, how does she believe this ship works again?

and lemme tell you, I am the absurdist around here in terms of crossover ships, both platonic and romantic. [We've talked about some others of our own too, nyuck nyuck.] I really wanted to understand because obviously, I supposed we were going to interact and I'd wanted to know how you saw them so I could back the heck away, ignore it, and try to do my thing with Ayeka properly. I didn’t really want to think of the ship when I wrote, I wanted to approach it as if Ayeka really did meet Nappa for the first time or had him enough time as a guest in your DBZ/TM verse.

Half of my worries went away when yay, you weren't going to force ship and wanted to actually interact! Whhhaaat, true build up of characters through rp on Tumblr dot com? The devil, you say!

And like you say, and I agree, the banter has been really fun? Surprisingly not really, Ayeka finally gets some respect in the manner that sometimes she doesn't get lmao. Her attempts at cooking, her own thoughts and views -- not saying everyone in the Masaki house's a jerk [they're not, and listen, Ayeka really does mean stuff too without thinking or on purpose] but you get different things with different people, and with Ayeka, it's probably getting some maturity and two-way respect in conversations befitting two super old people 8D

To be honest, sometimes I get a tinge of the cynic in me, and wonder if the writing turns out the way it does because maaaybe it's being geared towards something else? But then, like, I remember Nappa and Skuld --and Sasami!-- and how believable your headcanon about him and children is, how real it feels. Of course, the fact that you would write with anyone, and even with my Skuld who you know less about in comparison, just makes the cynic go shoo-shoo. You don’t seek out ships either -- like most people will notice if they peruse your blog, the ladies come to Nappa LMAO.

Plus, again, the threads are fun. I'm still laughing at the Xmas one where Nappa thinks Ryoko and Ayeka are the alpha females XD

In that sense, I can see why Ayeka throughout our rps would have a better chance with him. I mean I've seen your threads, it's pretty obvious who Nappa gets a conversation with, who Nappa gets a Conversation with, and who Nappa gets small talk-y with. Sometimes it's the writing, sometimes it's the character. That's the way rp works. Ayeka and Nappa have Conversations.™

I think I didn't really answer your ask as is, so I'll just say this, which applies to everyone: if the writing takes us that way, it takes us that way. I'm slowly beginning to see your crossover ship as it is, but still feel "hmm, but is it really?" It's like Ayeka and Fang: I didn't expect it, but the writing took those muses to some place along the lines of "are they...or are they???!" I would hope the end result takes us somewhere where we’re both satisfied with whatever relationship our muses have.

Or maybe you know, either polyamory polygyny or Nappa fights Tenchi, I guess. [I vote for the Pay Per View fight during the Space Travels arc of Universe.]

[emmettrobling]

BRIGHTWOOD CHALLENGE 02

1: How high is your libido? Its smoked more than its fair share of joints, my friend, I’ll tell ya what.

2: Rough sex or soft sex? Rough, soft, fast, slow, whatever floats my boat in the moment. Really that’s up to my partner though. I don’t care either way, I’m getting some.

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? I myself am an unusual kink or fetish. 

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? You mean me just having sex isn’t weird enough? Kidding, kidding. I guess the kitchens.

5: Favourite sex position? Any and all are just great. But, ya know, I do like to ride my partner. I’m hot like that

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? That’s for me to know, and only one person to find out. And, I’m pretty sure he already knows. I’d be happy to show him though, if he doesn’t. ;)

7: Have you ever had any one night stands? In the past.

8: Sex on the bed, couch or the floor? Why limit myself? Expand those horizons. Sex anyplace, any time.

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? Maaayyyyybeeeee

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? I sure have. I’m quite sure it was more of a shock for them than it was for me.

11: What does your favorite sexy underwear look like? Well you see, they’re a pair of boxer-briefs with a wolf’s face on them, and my dick goes in the nose part, so when I get a stiffy it looks like his nose is growing. Real fuckin’ hot, those are.

12: How often do you have sex? Normally about 6 times a week.

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? For sure. Yes. Without a doubt. Whenever he wants. Any time he wants. @pyreddiekaspryk

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? Giving, scout’s honor.

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? Cumming too quick. I’m talking 120 seconds quick. What can I say? Shit happens.

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer. 

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow/passionate sex? The Titanic Song.

18: Are you into dressing up for sex? I don’t know if anyone has told you, pal, but you’re supposed to be naked for that stuff. It just tends to work better that way.

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? Shower.

20: If you could have sex with anyone right now, who would it be? He knows who he is.

21: Have you ever had a threesome? If not, would you? Eh. I have. They aren’t all that great in my humble opinion.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys? I would, yeah. Sometimes I do. Depends on how adventurous I’m feeling.

23: Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? I have, I should do that more often though...

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? Nah, I don’t think @thomasmoorebhq could handle all of this sexy.

25: Is there anything you do after sex? (for example, smoke, eat, drink)? Oh, you know, the usual. Go for a light 15k, do some push ups, have a snack.

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? Something? I can’t really say. I’m pretty easy to get going though. One person, however, will never fail. That I can promise. 

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? All the sex.

28: Favourite body part on the opposite sex? Eyes.

29: Favourite body part on the same sex? I love me a real good, sexy set of ears.

30: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find? I’m not going to go telling you all my secrets.

31: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you? Nothing comes to mind. I’ve been in plenty of situations others might consider weird but, uh, have you met me?

32: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] I haven’t, oddly enough. I’ll have to make sure to change that.

33: Is it ever okay to not use a condom? That depends.

34: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience? Salami, definitely.

35: Worst possible time to get horny? While you’re on the toilet.

36: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans? Like it, love it, want a whole hell of a lot more of it.

37: What is the most amount of times you’ve ever orgasmed in a day? Like 8.

38: Best sexual complement you ever got: “Hey, that wasn’t that bad.”

39: Favorite foreplay activities: The three T’s: Tonguing, touching, and teasing.

40: What do you wear to bed? Nothing ;)

41: What is your biggest turn off? Anything bathroom related. Scrubbing toilets shouldn’t be a turn-on for anyone.

42: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? I might. Don’t know. I’ll have to go digging.

43: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? Outside of what?

44: Have/would you ever have sex in public? Okay, okay, you got me.

45: Have/would you ever had a threesome? I have, but I don’t know that I would again unless someone was, like, dying for it.

46: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? An empty laundry detergent jug.

47: What is your favorite type of porn? All porn is good porn. But...I don’t know. I really like watching people cum. I’m a creeper like that.

48: Do you like oral sex? (why/why not) Who doesn’t? Don’t you? 

49: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? Tattoos can be cool and all, but they aren’t like...A fetish for me or anything.

50: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? Only one person I’ve ever and would ever. All of this just isn’t for everyone, not in that situation.

51: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Anchovies.

52: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? You mean I’m not already both? Where the fuck have I been?

53: Do you watch porn? Do you breathe oxygen?

54: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? I have, for both sexual and nonsexual reasons.

55: Do you feel comfortable going “commando”? Oh yeah, I frequently run out of underwear.

56: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair? I give fewer than zero fucks. Negative fucks given.

57: If you could give yourself head, would you? Hell yes! What a fucking talent to have! 

58: Booty or Boobs? Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass...

59: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) Fuck no. I’m not a total douche.

60: What is your dirtiest sexual fantasy? I believe I’ve said this before. But, to be honest friend, I really just want to be fucked.

61: have you ever watched someone masturbate?

62: has anyone ever watched you masturbate?

63. Have you ever had an erection and someone noticed? I sure have.

64. What is your method of masturbation? (ie. toys, clitorial, prostate) Whatever feels/looks/sounds good at the moment. Jerking it, humping it, fucking it, whatever.

65. What is your bra/penis size? I’m somewhere between a green bean and a $5 footlong.

66. What is the strangest thing you have ever put up your vagina/anus? I don’t generally put strange things in my anus, do you?

67. When was the last time you masturbated? This afternoon.

68. When was the last time you had sex? Last week.

69. When was the last time you watched porn? This afternoon.

70. Have you ever bought a sex toy? If so, which one did you buy last? First sex toy? If not, which one do you plan on buying when you do? Generally I like to steal all my sex toys. It makes the whole experience just that much more exciting.

71. Circumcised? Do you wanna see?

72. Which not-genital part of your body do you like being touched? My neck is always a good place to start.

73. Which genital part of your body do you like being touched? My dick.

74. Are you able to achieve orgasm just through nipple stimulation? I’ve never even considered that. Probably not. Maybe. Now you’ve got me thinking...

75. Have you anonymously sent a sexual ask to someone? Maybe I have.

76. When was the last time you have had a wet dream? Shit, like three nights ago.

77. Which wet dream was your favorite? ;)

78. Is there a friend you would willingly have sex with? I have more than a friend who I’d willingly have sex with.

79. Is there a celebrity/character you would willingly have sex with? Nah, that’s just not realistic. I’m a pretty realistic guy.

80. Least favorite sexual position? Reverse Cowgirl. It robs my partner of the opportunity to see my angelic O face.

81. Do you like being called a slut or whore in bed? Maybe. So what?

82. Are you into any BDSM? I could be. 

83. Have you ever wanted to have sex with someone but knew you couldnt for any reason? Why? Yeah, that used to be a thing. Not anymore though. 

84. Do you like dirty talk? Do you drink water?

85. Are you loud or quiet during sex? Masturbation? Do you really think I’m ever quiet? Ever? Like, literally ever?

86. Have you ever been interrupted during sex or masturbation? Who/what? I have been, gotta love roommates. And family. And friends.

87. What kind of porn do you not like to watch? Clown. Definitely clown.

88. Have you ever confessed to someone that you got an erection over them? What about masturbated to them? Confessions aren’t my style. Don’t believe me? Ask the local PD.

89. Have you ever masturbated because your sexual partner wasn’t there when you needed them? I’ve masturbated for more reasons than that.

90. Have you ever had a one night stand? Do you still keep in contact with them? I have, but nah.

91. Have you ever had a friends with benefits? Are they still beneficial? I have in the past. No, they aren’t. Heartbreaking, I know.

92. Any kinks you’ve always wanted to try but haven’t? Maybe. That’s for me and him to know, and you to never find out.

93. How should someone who is interested in sleeping with you approach the topic? I’m off the market, pal, sorry to break it to you.

94. What are your absolute no-nos in bed? I’d prefer not to have my cock slapped. Don’t drink my blood. 

95. How do you feel about quickies? I feel just fine, how do you feel?

96. Have you ever tried roleplay in bed? Would you? I have, I would again if someone wanted to try it.

97. Describe the best orgasm you’ve ever had. What were you doing? Alone or with someone else? What made it so good? It was last week, and it wasn’t alone, and it was awesome.

98. Have you ever filmed yourself while masturbating or having sex? Not yet.

99. Lights on or lights off? I’m down for whatever.

100. What would you like to do more of in bed? At this point, whatever my partner wants to try, I’m all over it and all up in it.

[notarebound-blog]

TEMPORARILY POSTING THE RULES HERE.

↳ This is an independent roleplay blog of TONI TOPAZ from the CW’s Riverdale, loved and captured by Ambs (she/her). The character will be portrayed the way I see her, through my eyes only. I am up to date with the show, so this blog might WILL contain spoilers as well. 

↳ Consider this blog HIGHLY SELECTIVE & FOR MUTUALS ONLY. The main reason for this is that I own more than one roleplay account and you can mainly catch me at my JUGHEAD JONES. However, I always check out the blogs that follow me. If I could ever see our muses interact, you’ll get a follow back.

↳ IMPORTANT: I have not and I will not be reading the ARCHIE COMICS. One of the main reasons for that is that they’re not really a thing where I live, considering I’m from a small country in Europe. That being said, this Toni Topaz will be show inspired only. I am willing to interact with people who are comics based, but please don’t expect me to know about the differences. I am aware of some minor things, but we should definitely talk about it before interacting.

↳ Talking about NSFW and TRIGGERS, I am of a legal age considering my country, which is +18, however i’m not +21 so whatever floats your boat; keep that in mind for certain themes. There probably won’t be any NSFW content on here, although if it did appear it will be tagged accordingly. As for triggers; this is a difficult thing for me. Many things are considered triggers nowdays. I will tag the things I think could be triggering accordingly, but if there is anything that I haven’t tagged and you believe it should be, please let me know. 

↳ Replies to threads and memes can sometimes be EXTREMELY SLOW / LATE. Although I try to be as active as I can, I am a full time university student and my real life will always be my priority. I try to stick to a chronological order but in all honesty, I usually reply to threads according to my mood. If i’m not in a lovey dovey mood, those replies will probably be a little postponed. But threads are never forgotten; if you think that happened, just send me an IM. Its probably waiting in my drafts. 

↳ When it comes to FORMATTING , I do have my preferences for my own replies but you definitely don’t have to follow it. You do what you like best! I don’t care if you use gifs, icons or whatever. It is your style, your character, your blog. You can do whatever you want and I won’t judge. The only thing I do ask, is for you to cut your threads as well and to please match the length. Keeps everyone’s dash clean! 

↳ Don’t do GODMODDING. I understand that some minor things are necessary sometimes, but you are not the narrator of my Southside queen. You"ll get unfollowed & the thread will be dropped.

↳ Now that we’ve mentioned THREAD DROPPING, it will happen occasionally and I reserve the right to do so. However I will never do it without notifying you. As stated before, you can always hit me up when you feel like I have done it without letting you know. I might have just forgotten about it or it is chilling in my drafts. 

↳ I only ship Toni with CHEMISTRY. Forcing a ship on her will have its consequences. As for her sexual orientation, she’s bisexual and out.

↳ MAINS & EXCLUSIVES will not be a part of this blog, ever. I don’t believe in that crap. It makes others feel less important and I don’t roll that way. All of my mutuals are equally important, wether we talk (both ic & ooc) or not. 

↳ DISCORD is available for mutuals or upon request. I use it for ooc stuff as well as ic chats / small threads. I’m basically available 24/7 on there, so you know where to reach me.

[fyrapartnersearch]

Help me...I need to write...

Well, hello there! As the title states...I am searching for someone to write with. Desperately. Help. Me.

First off...here is a little more about me; 

>>I am a 27-year-old female<< >>My computer alias is Freshly or Fresh<< >>My favourite colour is green<< >>I suffer from anxiety, working on it<< >>I adore to make new writing friends and I love to escape into my writing<< 

Knowledge for writing with me;

>>Timezone: pacific<< >>Roleplay Type: horror, romantic/smut, fluff, dark themed, fantasy, supernatural, forbidden love, drama, angst, literally almost any genre just ask...<< >>Characters: mxm main characters, mxm or mxf sides if we want multiple characters; I have done up to eight characters per writing partner before!<< >>Response; i generally respond once every day or two. moreso if I am really inspired by our story. i will let you know if i can't respond right away!<< >>Style: multi-paragraph, novella-style<< >>Roleplay Mediums: discord, email, google docs<<

What I want to avoid;

>>Short responses<< >>Not contributing to the storyline/worldbuilding<< >>Godmoding<< >>Fading to black<< >>General rudeness<<

I am a detailed writer, and a dedicated one. I prefer longer posts and to get into our characters, as I said above I am a novella style writer. I love creating characters that grow together—so I like to think that I do lean towards long and interactive responses. I put effort into our world building and adore to work together to make something awesome. I am NOT a PG writer, so I am rather descriptive in all aspects of my writing (romance/language/violence), although I try to be tasteful and timely when doing so. (Sometimes some straight up smut is good too ^^) Not only do I enjoy writing but I enjoy making friendships with the people I co-write with. I LOVVVEEE fangirling over our characters, sharing music or pictures that reminds us of our story and general ooc chat. I will most definitely be making pinterest boards for my characters and our story...I will certainly gush about what we make constantly. Please send me ideas, genres, or characters that you want to use! If you don't have anything specific, here are some pairings and themes we could run with and plot around!

Pairings; (more * = more interest)

gods (angels) x demons ****** master x slave *** gang member x opposing gang member (two fantasy species, two rivalling tribes) **** royalty x peasant/soldier ** Themes; (I don't mind a completely fantasy world, a modern world with fantasy aspects, futuristic...whatever floats your boat)

rivalling species/gangs/tribes fighting over resources/territory ***** a world teetering on the edge of war *** fated lovers, torn apart, find each other again ***** trapped in a hellish world that they need to work to escape from *** something to do with a cult? both trapped inside of it, one in the cult, one outside?

Anyways, those are just some kickstart ideas...please, if you are at all interested, contact me. We can see if we are compatible. I'm so lonely. -.-

I will most probably ask a lot of questions and request a writing sample...that being said, you can ask the same of me. Thank you so much for reading my insanely long post...

>>Contact: xfreshly@hotmail.com or my discord tag is xfreshly#5717 <<