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[beanrp]

hi pals

I’m at @maraswriting now 

[beanrp]

Hi pals.

I’m going to be taking a break from indie rp. I’ve kinda just lost a lot of muse for tumblr RPing?

I’m probably gonna do come back with a revamp or somethin. If you wanna continue our threads, I’d love to do them on discord

This is my discord : bean#5841

[katerinapetrova]

[beanrp]

Hi pals.

I’m going to be taking a break from indie rp. I’ve kinda just lost a lot of muse for tumblr RPing?

I’m probably gonna do come back with a revamp or somethin. If you wanna continue our threads, I’d love to do them on discord

This is my discord : bean#5841

[madisonhillsrpg-blog]

is this rp open?

once we get to FIFTEEN applications we will open, so hopefully at the end of this week !!

[apathywrites-deactivated2020072]

roleplayers who ignore people’s female muses are weak and won’t survive the winter

[naragun-deactivated20161113]

I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

[astraldemise]

[saturniidae-served-cold]

[beanrp]

inexorcble‌:

Charlie feigned surprise at him for even questioning her bold choice of death without dogs. “Imagine how much more of my attention you would have to endure if I couldn’t give some of it to dogs. There would be so much more PDA.” The trail mix memory brought forth a wave of laughter. The email was so unbearably awkward but the best part was that his TA messaged her and asked if it was her fault, which it was. No one was that surprised at it. “In my defense, it was very high in sodium so I was actually doing you a favor if you think about it.” Truthfully, she had tripped and in a very dramatic fall, caused an eruption of trail mix. “It could be. I get to know a few each semester in case I need to plan more pranks on you. Plus, you’re so handsome everyone remembers you.”

Elliot grimaced at the mention of PDA. He loved how affectionate she was, he just didn’t think everyone in the world needed to know. “That’s the point of trail mix, you need salt to be able to retain water, plus when you’re sweating you lose a lot of salt. That’s why there are always people hiking in trail mix commercials.” He didn’t know why he knew these random things, he just did, Elliot was always picked first for trivia teams. “No, no more pranking, In the middle of writing my part of researching trends.” Elliot hoped that she listened because it was a big deal to him. “Gosh, I hope that’s not how my students remember me, that’s embarrassing.”

[heauxrus-a]

Bruce’s eyes narrow focused on the movement beneath her shirt before moving to the garment on the countertop. Jill hadn’t seemed to notice his intense staring or maybe she planned this. That thought made his cock twitch before he’s mentally scolding himself for having such thoughts about her. Only for those words to fade into the back of his mind as she shifts, her breasts bounce under the loose fabric of her shirt, a growl sits in the back of his throat. More blood rushing to his dick. A brief image of him pounding into her core as she moans for him makes a shiver to run up his spine, brows furrowed and breathing faltering. He tries his hardest to push the image and the ones that follow to the farthest corner of his mind.

He’s successful for a whole thirty seconds when she finally notices him but not the darkness clouding his eyes with lust. Or maybe she just ignores it. His eyes try to remain on her face, falling to her lips before resting on her breasts. Still taunting him with their bouncing, the palms of his hands twitching with the urge to cup and squeeze the mounds. Watch them bounce and jiggle as he drives his cock deep within her slick pussy. Suck and bite them. She’d spoken, he’d seen her mouth moving but he hadn’t heard a thing she said. Mind too hazy to care, dick too hard to think about anything but her wrapped around him. 

He isn’t sure what came over him, his feet moving before his mind can register it, he backs her into the nearest wall, hands resting on her hips. He gives them a squeeze before crouching a bit, his hand gripping the back of her thighs, lifting her up with her sandwiched between him and the wall. 

SMUT PROMPTS

// Send me a word and I’ll write a drabble or starter about…

First - Our muses having their first time / @beanrp bruce and jill

[beanrp]

Taking her bra off immediately when she got home from work was a reflex at this point, though Jill loved her 9-5, she hated the professional business attire that came with it. She had forgotten to take it back into her laundry basket before Bruce came over, and honestly, Jill didn’t really care. Her lounging around clothes really consisted of what she would end up wearing to bed, a tank top and shorts. Bruce was a friend and they were both adults. It wasn’t a big deal. 

Since having the conversation about her lack of sex life with Bruce a few days ago, it had gotten Jill thinking about how she had been wasting her twenties away just working and climbing the corporate ladder. In all honesty, she felt like Bruce wasn’t completely listening, which was fine because she really had no idea if her words were making sense. She tried to focus on him and make eye contact, but she could see where his eyes were going. It wasn’t uncomfortable, she was flattered. It had felt like a long time since a man looked at her with any sort of attraction. The thought of Bruce being the first man to touch her in any sort of way in three years had crossed her mind, but they were friends, strictly friends. She pushed the thought away as she had been.

She didn’t expect to be picked up and sandwiched against the wall, have his strong hands squeeze her hips and hold onto her thighs. Her legs wrapped around his torso and her arms around his neck. Jill didn’t know what else to do, she hadn’t really found herself in this kind of situation in a while. In her attempts to start living her life in the moment, she pulled and kissed him hard, only pulling back to say “Fuck me.” It came out more like a whine. All that built-up tension of not feeling the touch of a man and denying her needs, she wanted him to fuck her, she needed it. It was all that Jill had been thinking about it, lusting over it.

[beanrp]

inexorcble‌:

She let out a giggle at his answer. It was exactly what she expected from him. “Fire is scary. Needless destruction of knowledge is also pretty scary. Just imagine all of the things that I’m sure they figured out but we will never know.” Charlie sighed and took another step forward. “Like deathly allergic? So you’re saying I would have to chose between petting dogs and death?” She made a face to show she was truly considering the idea. Almost immediately, she got distracted seeing some people she knew. “Ooh, five o’clock, former students of your. Turn just like, a smidge towards me if hiding is your vibe at the moment.” She had gotten used to seeing both his students and her classmates. At least they were in different colleges and could actually go out in public together.

Elliot shook his head, why would petting a dog and dying even be comparable? “Oh my god, you can’t really be considering it. Being deathly allergic to something is a not a joke, remember when you spilled the trail mix on the paper’s I was grading? I had to reprint that poor kid's paper for them.” He brought the trail mix events back up every now and again because it was the most ridiculous email he had ever had to send. Elliot turned towards her anyways, “I think you know my former students better than I know my former students, I’m in a lecture hall, I don’t remember a lot of their faces.”

[inexorcble]

beanrp‌:

Elliot grinned as he listened to her suggestions, he was always open to the ideas, but so far his lesson plan had been working. He pulled her in closer and hugged her as the line came to a standstill. “What are we doing out when we could be in bed talking about group projects?” He scoffed playfully before returning a kiss on to her cheek. PDA was never Elliot’s thing, but when she talked like that, it deserved a kiss. “So what kind of haunted house is this? Clowns, zombies? What’s the popular Halloween thing this year?” Elliot genuinely had no idea, all of the memes and internet fads went way over his head until students explained them to him.

Charlie was practically beaming when he kissed her and her heart skipped a beat. It took her a second to get her brain to start working again. It was just when he did things out of his comfort zone just for her that she felt overwhelmed. “Um, yeah. Clowns, yeah. That’s a good guess. Everyone is always scared of clowns. It and Joker and all of that. And the president, of course.” She barely even noticed her own political comment at that point. 2020 was close. “Potentially an Exorcist or Shining type thing with a maze? I’m actually not too sure. They could be trying something new. Ooh, maybe it’s just a room filled with finals papers turned in last minute. It’s designed specifically to torture you.” Charlie leaned her head on him as they waited. The first few screams began to echo from around the main attraction. “Mine would be filled with dogs I wasn’t allowed to pet. Could you imagine anything worse?”

[beanrp]

Elliot started to say something then stopped himself multiple times, he could currently only come up with some nerdy ass answer. “If they like, recreated what it would’ve been like when the Library of Alexandria was burning, oh man, that would get me.” He shook his head, “I mean, it might be more of a sentimental thing, but you know, fire is scary.” He shrugged, truly the library of Alexandria burning was the only thing that he could think of. “Imagine being allergic to dogs, I feel like that would be worse, than just not being able to pet them. 

[beanrp]

inexorcble‌:

“Yeah, and ‘Jingle Bells’ was written for Thanksgiving so… You could technically have that conversation right after turkey day.” While she knew his life basically revolved around teaching, it was also one of the things that drew her most to him. The way he cared about his students and teaching others was so endearing. “Also, there is that part in your syllabus that says it is subject to change, right? So just add in a section about the commercialization of December. You have like a month to prepare it too.” Charlie glanced up at him and resisted the urge to kiss him again. She’d wait for a time for him to be more embarrassed. “Logistically, I doubt it’s true. Corn syrup is inexpensive and realistic. But I do like the potential extreme commitment.” Her voice trailed off as an idea came into her mind. “Oh! You could assign them each a holiday and make them do a group project where they analyze the spending trends and cross reference them against Christmas or something.” She loved making other people do group projects.

Elliot grinned as he listened to her suggestions, he was always open to the ideas, but so far his lesson plan had been working. He pulled her in closer and hugged her as the line came to a standstill. “What are we doing out when we could be in bed talking about group projects?” He scoffed playfully before returning a kiss on to her cheek. PDA was never Elliot's thing, but when she talked like that, it deserved a kiss. “So what kind of haunted house is this? Clowns, zombies? What’s the popular Halloween thing this year?” Elliot genuinely had no idea, all of the memes and internet fads went way over his head until students explained them to him.

[beanrp]

inexorcble‌:

“But Elliot, there hasn’t been another soul on this farm in eighty years!” She spoke in a spooky voice but a big smile was on her lips. He was so cute. “What’s the first most marketable holiday? Christmas?” At first it had definitely been intimidating dating someone so smart but she had come to love the fun facts as much as the person they came from. She leaned against him as they waited. “What else did you find out about haunted houses? That this one is supposed to be the best in the five nearby counties? Or that they almost got shut down for using real blood?” The last one was definitely a lie. She wouldn’t have even stepped foot on the property if they did. 

He rolled his eyes at her spooky voice as he watched a group of what he could only assume were college students walk by. “Of course Christmas is the most marketable holiday. A solid chunk of consumer spending is done more in the next two months than the whole rest of the year. Christmas also puts a fuck ton of money into circulation, big businesses have temporary jobs which fares well for students who are off school. It’s really interesting and a part of me always wishes school was in session so we could have a discussion about it.” Elliot didn’t mean to pop off but he did. It had been a long dry and lonely spell before Charlie came into his life, so though they had been together since the beginning fo the year, he still had a habit of just spewing out all the knowledge he had. “I hope it’s not the blood thing, people can die from that kinda stuff, plus blood dries pretty quick.”

[inexorcble]

@beanrp

Charlie took Elliot’s hand and intertwined their fingers as they arrived at the entrance to the massive haunted house. Obviously, October was her favorite month. And getting her outwardly uptight boyfriend to loosen up a bit was even better. “Apparently they’ve stopped letting in kids under 15 because they kept on getting too scared.” Charlie said, stepping forward in the long line to buy their tickets. “The other two said they’d meet us later, I’m not sure where they are.” She shrugged then rose on her toes and kissed his cheek. She always enjoyed his reactions.

[beanrp]

“Well, it could be that and making the haunted house 18 years and older attraction gives more leeway for what they can put in the house. Plus Halloween, being the 2nd more marketable holiday, haunted houses can’t be free and 15-year-olds barely have money.” Elliot started, examining his surroundings, he enjoyed Halloween like any other, hell he even offered extra credit for it. “Babe, there are people here.” He made a face, it wasn’t that he was uncomfortable with her kisses, he just, preferred them in a more private setting.

[beanrp]

yambcrghini‌:

      ‘     𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 around things.    ’     she admitted almost sheepishly. before, it’d been something that she was proud of, but now, the blonde wasn’t sure it was such a good thing as he seemed stunned and she waited for him to say something in return. waiting for his answer, stuck beneath his gaze, gwen felt oddly naked and not in a good way. when he finally answered, she tilted her head and looked at him in confusion.     ‘    is that…. allowed?     ’     he was right, to an extent. saturday’s were not business days. gwen had to think, though, of when the last time something had been hers and hers alone. she loved being able to go out and see him and have something for her own. when she’d had her daughter at eighteen, her world singular world had turned into something shared. sleeping with tripp didn’t hurt anyone.        ‘     if you want to still do this, i’d like that. i like… what we do.     ’

Tripp grinned at her words, she had quite the vocabulary. “I’m sure there’s a clause in HR about it,” Tripp shrugged, it wasn’t that big of a deal if it wasn’t allowed. He was the boss after all. “I mean- do you want to get HR involved in this to make sure it’s allowed on paper?” Tripp would completely understand where she was coming from if she did. “I like what we do too, I’d prefer if my HR and Law Department didn’t know, but whatever you want to do.”

[flcwerless]

          beanrp··     /           whitney & melanie .

Melanie was shocked, first of all, she had almost no idea that the band was in town. When the tickets to the show first came out she couldn’t get any because she wasn’t able to get off of work. It was heartbreaking and if she hadn’t been completely new to the practice she would’ve said fuck it but that wasn’t the case. “I- I’m.” She tried to maintain her composure, she had always been so cool and so chill but something about Whitney made her a little weak in the knees. “I wasn’t looking for the boys,” She finally got out, “I was barely looking for you, but well here you are.” Melanie took a deep breath, “Why aren’t you in rehearsal? You’re just as important as the rest of them.”

                    fame   had   come   over   night   for   the   local   band   ,   their   hit   single   skyrocketing   to   the   top   of   the   chats   in   a   matter   of   days.   along   with   that   came   popularity   and   although   their   fans   tended   to   focus   mostly   on   the   male   counterparts   of   the   rock   group   ,   whitney   was   well   versed   in   interacting   with   them.   it   was   almost   refreshing   not   to   be   surrounded   the   second   she   stepped   outside   ,   providing   her   a   small   amount   of   freedom.   ‘   my   mistake   ,   sweetheart.   ’   the   red   -   haired   female   flashes   her   another   reassuring   smile.   nerves   common   when   fans   approach   her   ,   and   she   tries   her   best   to   ease   the   others.   ‘   you   know   the   boys   ,   ’   whitney   choosing   her   comment   specifically   ,   it   had   become   apparent   to   her   that   most   felt   they   did   know   her   and   her   bandmates   fairly   well.   ‘   jaxon   likes   to   get   a   little   extra   practice   in   for   his   guitar   solos   and   the   boys   usually   hang   back   to   pump   him   up   …   i   like   to   explore   while   i   have   the   chance.   too   much   testosterone   sometimes.   ’

[beanrp]

Melanie listened, nodded even, all she heard was that boys needed extra practice because blah blah blah. It was second nature to her to filter out any excuse as to why boys did or needed anything. Growing up with two brothers, whom she does love dearly, that are as needy as they are. Melanie just didn’t care, it was almost a reflex. “You like to explore? I know all the best spots in town.” She offered, just amazed at Whitney first of all, for being right in front of her, and at herself for keeping her cool as much as she was.