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We have officially moved! Cam and Stella are now two separate blogs. All threads will NOT be dropped but transferred to the new blogs. So no worries there ^^ Anyway, I hope all of you follow me there. Love you guys and hope you have a wonderful day and new week~
We have officially moved! Cam and Stella are now two separate blogs. All threads will NOT be dropped but transferred to the new blogs. So no worries there ^^ Anyway, I hope all of you follow me there. Love you guys and hope you have a wonderful day and new week~
We have officially moved! Cam and Stella are now two separate blogs. All threads will NOT be dropped but transferred to the new blogs. So no worries there ^^ Anyway, I hope all of you follow me there. Love you guys and hope you have a wonderful day and new week~
Possessive Starters!
“You belong to me.”
“You’re mine to own, understand?”
“No, you’re not going out without me.”
“Where do you think you’re going dressed like that? Your body is for my eyes only.”
“Did you think I wouldn’t notice you sneaking out?”
“You’re not allowed to see them anymore.”
“You’re being too friendly with them.”
“I don’t like when they touch you.”
“I can’t stand how they’re looking at you.”
“You can’t leave me. You couldn’t live without me.”
“I provide for you, you don’t have to work now.”
“I’m locking you in your room until you learn!”
“You’re mine, I watch everything you do.”
“Give me your phone, I’m going to read your messages.”
“Who were you talking to?”
“You don’t need them! You have me!”
“I don’t care if you don’t like it, you’re mine to do what I please to.”
“Be quiet, now.”
“Come here, I’m marking you so that everyone will know who you belong to.”
"Happy Birthday, Babe."
Dean smiled at his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her. “Thank you sweetheart, what ya get me?” Dean grins at her.
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Dean held her hand as he felt Cam reach for his, she was doing so well he knew how hard it was for her to be in social situations like this one. He squeezed her hand and smiled as the waitress came to give them their beers. He took his and sipped on it looking at Sam and Jessica. “Thanks Cam that’s nice of you to say, Dean over there would tell you I am a pain in the ass I am sure.” Jessica snickered a bit, she loved messing with Dean she always has. The waitress comes to take the dinner orders, Sam and Jess giving theirs first then Dean and finally she asks Cam what she wants.
Camilla was relieved when their drinks came. She was so close to chugging it down to help drown her nervousness, but she restrained herself and only took a sip.”Takes one to know one,” Camilla said casually. She liked teasing Dean. Hell, she liked teasing people in general. It was just fun seeing the way people reacted differently. She had a hard time grasping the concept that not everyone reacted the same, and teasing was a good way to help her bit. When the waitress came back to take orders, Camilla was last. She just ordered a hamburger and fries. That was probably all she could think to eat at the moment. She really didn’t want to choose anything expensive especially since she knew someone else was paying for the meal.
PSA:
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
BLOG PSA
Due to the fact that not many people have rped with Estella; and that I want to expand her character more, I am going to give Estella a separate blog. I am also going to be more than likely archiving this blog since it is getting awfully cluttered. This will be happening over the course of probably two or three weeks since I want these new blogs for Camilla and Estella to look more professional. I want my OCs to be taken seriously as well as myself. Anyway, this should all be done by April 17th hopefully. I love you guys so much, and I hope that you guys will continue to follow me to my new blogs. Don’t worry about our threads. They will not be dropped thanks to my thread tracker ^^ I will be notifying all my partners of these changes as well just in case they don’t see this.
The Ultimate Relationship Tag
Send ‘✩’ for the following:
Disagreements:
Who is more likely to raise their voice? Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Who trashes the house? Do either of them get physical? How often do they argue/disagree? Who is the first to apologise?
Sex:
Who is on top? Who is on the bottom? Who has the strangest desires? Any kinks? Who’s dominant in bed? Is head ever in the equation? If so, who is better at performing it? Ever had sex in public? Who moans the most? Who leaves the most marks? Who screams the loudest? Who is the more experienced of the two? Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Rough or soft? How long do they usually last? Is protection used? Does it ever get boring? Where is the strangest place they’d have sex?
Family:
Do your muses plan on having children/or have children? If so, how many children do your muses want/have? Who is the favorite parent? Who is the authoritative parent? Who is more likely to allow the children to have a day off school? Who lets the children indulge in sweets and junk food when the other isn’t around? Who turns up to extra curricular activities to support their children? Who goes to parent teacher interviews? Who changes the diapers? Who gets up in the middle of the night to feed the baby? Who spends the most time with the children? Who packs their lunch boxes? Who gives their children ‘the talk’? Who cleans up after the kids? Who worries the most? Who are the children more likely to learn their first swear word from?
Affection:
Who likes to cuddle? Who is the little spoon? Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? Who gives the most kisses? What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Where is their favourite place to cuddle? Who is more likely to playfully grope the other? How often do they get time to themselves?
Sleeping:
Who snores? If both do, who snores the loudest? Do they share a bed or sleep separately? If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? Who talks in their sleep? What do they wear to bed? Are either of your muses insomniacs? Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Who wakes up with bed hair? Who wakes up first? Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? What is their favourite sleeping position? Who hogs the sheets? Do they set an alarm each night? Can a television be found in their bedroom? Who has nightmares? Who has ridiculous dreams? Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Who makes the bed? What time is bed time? Any routines/rituals before bed? Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up?
Work:
Who is the busiest? Who rakes in the highest income? Are any of your muses unemployed? Who takes the most sick days? Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Who sucks up to their boss? What are their jobs? Who stresses the most? Do your muses enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Are your muses financially stable?
Home:
Who does the washing? Who takes out the trash? Who does the ironing? Who does the cooking? Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Who is messier? Who leaves the toilet roll empty? Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Who forgets to flush the toilet? Who is the prankster around the house? Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? Who mows the lawn? Who answers the telephone? Who does the vacuuming? Who does the groceries? Who takes the longest to shower? Who spends the most time in the bathroom?
Miscellaneous:
Is money a problem? How many cars do they own? Do they own their home or do they rent? Do they live near the coast or deep in the countryside? Do they live in the city or in the country? Do they enjoy their surroundings? What’s their song? What do they do when they’re away from each other? Where did they first meet? How did they first meet? Who spends the most money when out shopping? Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? Any mental issues? Who’s terrified of bugs? Who kills the spiders around the house? Their favourite place? Who pays the bills? Do they have any fears for their future? Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Who uses up all of the hot water? Who’s the tallest? Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? Who wanders around in their underwear? Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? What do they tease each other about? Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Do they have mutual friends? Who crushed first? Any alcohol or substance related problems? Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? Who swears the most?
To Wed or Not To Wed || Closed Rp
When Dean heard that he was being forced to marry, he was actually surprised. Why him? Why not— oh. Right. Sam was already married to Jessica. When Dean heard why he had to marry, it still didn’t make it any better. To stop the bloodshed and the loss of soldiers. Yeah. Like marry a woman he’s never met before will make the fighting stop. Dean was very doubtful of that.
It’s not like Dean had a choice and all. Dean wasn’t like Sam. Sam actually wanted to marry Jessica and vice versa. Dean wasn’t very fond of the whole marriage thing anyways. Dean didn’t think he was husband material and he didn’t even know where to start when it came to woman. He was a hopeless romantic when it came to women. It’s how it’s always been.
It was almost sundown when the carriage made it to the Winchester’s castle. Camilla had fallen asleep at some point during the ride, and Lyra had to wake her up. She, Lyra, and their father had all come down for this “glorious” wedding and the signing of the peace treaty before she and Dean were wed. Camilla wished her mother was alive and with them. Then maybe this whole ordeal would be somewhat bearable.
Sighing, Camilla allowed the driver to help them out of the carriage. She was wearing a long light blue dress. Yup, the princess and general of the Fitzroy’s kingdom was wearing a dress. Something she hated to wear. However, it was required, and she would have to wear one more often once married. Might as well get use to it. Camilla and her family walked up the castle steps. Camilla’s anxiety grew ever step of the way. This was going to be a life changing meeting.
Dean pouted stubbornly, looking over at Camilla with a sad puppy face.
“No puppy eyes, Winchester. They won’t work on me.” She gave him a kiss on the lips before moving to get out of bed. “I’m going to get you some tea. Stay here.”
The moment that Dean felt the cock ring touch the head of his cock, he tried squirming away, but he wasn’t fast enough. “I-I said I was sorry!” he whined, digging his feet into the bed. “I didn’t mean it!”
Camilla shot Dean a warning look when he started to squirm and whine. He was already in trouble. He didn’t need to make it worse for himself. She pulled away to look at him. He was drool worthy for sure with his collar and his hard length. “Fuck,” she murmured.
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Dean didn’t even know how he got into this situation. Was he complaining, though? Not necessarily, no. “Blowing me sounds like a reward,” Dean chuckled, doing what he could to look over his shoulder. “From what you just said, naughty doesn’t sound like a very good thing.” he purred, rolling his shoulders back so he didn’t get a cramp.
Camilla thought about it for a moment. “You’re right, Dean. Maybe we should do something more....punishing. How about I torture you with ice. Maybe I will run ice down your body for hours until you cold. Then, I’ll warm you back up again. Or perhaps I’ll just leave you like this while I clean the house, but with you hard and wanting. I’ll make sure to take a long time cleaning too. Oh, and you have to decide which one will be your punishment. So what’s it going to be, Dean?”
Lucifer simply disregarded everything Camilla said. Everything but the part about Dean. “Sorry to disappoint, sweetheart, but you won’t be getting your little boyfriend back anytime soon here,” he shook his head. “See…I made a deal with him. Not a soul taking deal, but the…Say-”Yes”-And-I’ll-Leave-Your-Family-Alive type of deal. Maybe that sounded a little too evil…”
Lucifer caught her attention now. Camilla struggled against his hold. “You! You son of a bitch!” Dean was willing to give himself up for her? And not just her, but their unborn child as well. However, Camilla wondered which was better. Being alive without Dean or dead. “Why? Why are you doing this? What do you have to gain? His attention? Because you certainly got it! To rule the world? Right, because you that worked out so well last time!”
Care Related Starters
“Are you okay?”
“Let me lift that for you.”
“Do you want me to rub your shoulders?”
“How about a foot rub?”
“I’ll run you a bath.”
“Don’t get up. I’ll get that.”
“Do you want me to make breakfast?”
“Dinner is my treat.”
“Let me help.”
“I’ll get the bandages.”
“Don’t move while I wrap it.”
“I will do it. You rest.”
“Do you want coffee or tea?”
“It is okay. I’ll feed you.”
“Take this. It will make you feel better.”
“Do you need medicine?”
“I’ll call the doctor.”
“Lean on me.”
“It will heal. All wounds do.”
“I’m here for you.”
“Thank you for this.”
“Could you get that for me?”
“I’m exhausted. Would you make dinner?”
“My back is aching. Will you rub it?”
“I can walk, really.”
“It does not hurt that bad. Don’t worry.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“I feel much better.”
“I can get up.”
“Please, don’t fuss over me.”
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