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[eiuspeccatore]

Semi-Hiatus

I’m just not feeling it here, but I plan to continue my rps with rowan and divine, that is it. I apologize to anyone who wasted there time replying to starters.

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eiuspeccatore:

“Like seriously?”

    “like, yeah.”

[eiuspeccatore]

“Yeah, okay..”

[eiuspeccatore]

2 Vs 1 // OPEN (Male or Female)

Jackson was young, horny and out looking for someone new to play with. So was his brother, Kyle. Kyle was older, but not by too much. They were standing in an alley, one that was patrolled by police that his father had paid off to look the other way. Jackson was shirtless, standing there talking to his brother as if they were normal.

Kyle was a bit older, but just as wild as his younger brother. He had a open dress shirt on and a beer in his hand. To everyone around them, they were just two brothers having a chat and drinking a beer.

Both heard foot steps, but they were not alarmed...

[eiuspeccatore]

Jackson stood at the bar. He was there not only for a good time, but to find some fresh meat to bring home. His brothers were off in town doing the same. It was busy, the bar. Jackson had not had any alcohol, he didn’t want anything to prevent him from doing as his father asked. That could result in a beating and he didn’t want that. He scanned the room, looking for someone to approach.

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     “come on, lets fuck, right here.”

[eiuspeccatore]

“Like seriously?”

[eiuspeccatore]

“Go ahead, undress, or must I cut your clothes off?”

[eiuspeccatore]

Reblog this if you...

Are a indie rp and enjoy roleplaying dark themes.

[eiuspeccatore]

“I’m not much of a partier either. I just wanted to get out. Honestly, I spend most of my time drinking, when I do manage to will myself out.” he explained. He wasn’t much of a people person and crowds were rough, but he had been trying to get out of his comfort zone. “And I can’t dance at all.” he added, givng her a very serious expression. Her lips touched his forhead and he closed his eyes for a moment, but he did like it.  He pouted at her telling he’d have to wait to see her till next weekend.

His hands would rest on her hips as she climbed ontop of him to kiss him. “Tomorrow sounds great.” he smiled. He wanted to protest, to demand she stayed with him, but he understood that upsetting her was not going to get him his way. He did however, arch forward to rub his cock against her, a smirk on his face before removing his hands from her waist, not forcing her to stay. “My place or yours, I’ll let you decide.” he says. “It’s too bad you couldn’t stay though, I really love the good girls.”

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The way he rubbed himself against her core only made her laugh and cup his face with her hands so she could bring him closer for a kiss. She shouldn’t have slept with him because he roughly the same age as her students but it felt so good. And just feeling his tip rub against her had made her remember how good he’d felt, how raw he’d been. “My place,” she said in between kisses. Her panties had somehow managed to stay in the bed after their rough night so she reached out for them to put them on. 

Once they were on, she climbed from atop of him and walked over to find her skirt along with the rest of her things. “I know it is, baby.” She slid on her skirt and then zipped it up. “But I have things to do. And I’ll be here tomorrow. Besides, I need rest. You got a little too carried away.” She hadn’t noticed yet but her thighs were covered in marks left by his lips. 

[eiuspeccatore]

He didn't want her to leave, but he wasn't going to be forceful either. Was that what she wanted? He wasn't sure and he wasn't going to try anything, for now at least. He was so drunk that he had not remembered the night they had and he was upset about that, frustrated. He watched her put her panties on, despite his attempt to prevent it.

He smiled as she told him she needed rest. He was okay with her leaving for now. "Okay, then you should go now, so you can rest." he smirked. He got out of bed, unashamed of his nudity. "But let me walk you to the door at least." he tells her.

[eiuspeccatore]

Jackson thought about what she said carefully. He didn’t find history very interesting, but he had to remember just because he didn’t, it didn’t mean others could. His eyes hit the floor and from time to time he would try to make eye contact. “I was never good at history, but I always loved english and art. I like to read and draw, when I’m not playing video games.” he chuckled.

Then it was thier turn. He pulled a twenty dollar bill out of his pocket. He told the man at the regiester what drink they both wanted and then turned to Rowan. “Would you like a dessert?” he asked. He could be so nice, he tried so hard to hide his inner asshole. He was eagar for others to be pleased with him and he wanted Rowan to like him. Friends were so hard to make for him. He constantly worried if he was doing or saying something wrong.

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“I also like to draw!” She said happily. Well, there was the one thing that they had in common. He was probably much better than her at drawing. Pretty much everyone was but that didn’t stop her from sketching and doodling things on her student’s work while she graded them. “I’d show you some of my mine if you show me some of yours. I bet they’re good.”

“No, thank you.” She politely declined. “Coffee’s fine.” Rowan reached for her purse but before she could get her wallet, he’d already paid for their drinks. The order was placed and the two finally moved to a small, table for two located in the back of the cafe. It was cozy and warm. It was then that she finally addressed his anxiety and worry. She could pick it up with just one look. “What’s wrong?” She asked. “You look a little nervous. Am I making you feel awkward?” 

[eiuspeccatore]

Smiling, he nodded. "I usually take me sketch pad with me everywhere, but I forgot it at home." he shrugged. It gave him something to do on the bus rides and stuff. "You should come over one time and I can show you. I have boxes of doodles and stuff, I've been drawing since I was young." he shrugged.

"Oh, no, it's not you, it's not you at all. I just don't do well in crowds. That's all it is. People in general make me nervous." he shrugs. "But it's important to try, you know?" he asked, not really expecting an answer. He sat down at the table and tried hard not to stare are her breast. That wasn't polite. "So..do you watch game of thrones?" he asked, trying to make conversation.

[eiuspeccatore]

Blinking, he looked between her and where the ghost had been. He wasn’t sure what happened. Was she special like him? Or was this some side affect from his meds? He wasn’t sure, but he was frightened. He knew little to nothing about creatures or special people. He only knew that some were special and when he touched them, he could do what they could do. He had no idea why he could do these things, he could not name them by species or whatever it is they were classified as.

Sniffles fill the room as he tries to calm down, feeling like a total pussy. He nods to Divine, willing to do as she asked for now. Another nod came as he tried to stand, with success. He looked at Divine with tear stained cheeks, “Thank you.” he muttered. Not from anger or annoyance, but embarrassment. He would of questioned her ‘go through me’ comment, but he had heard her break through just moments before. There was no question that this one was badass.

He looks down at her question. He had a moment of weakness, now he wasn’t sure what to say, or if she would understand. “Yeah, I guess.” he shrugs. He keeps his eyes on the floor until she tells him they should be going now. He wrapped an arm around her, but he could see her pain. He had gotten fairly okay with reading that expression. He tries to take his weight off her, walk on his own, but he stumbles to the wall, using it to hold himself up. “You’re hurt.”

[noxpraelia]

     { ☩ }—;   A soft exhale of relief escapes her, alluding to more than just that; she’s grateful that he’s cooperating. Most humans in these conditions would freak the fuck out or fight her on this. Thank fucking Gods that he did none of these. Nothing more than just simple tears and sniffles, no, he just wanted to escape from this hellhole. 

                     –!

    She winces, teeth gritting as he wrapped an arm around her. It was unexpected but she pushes through the dull throb of pain, canting her head at him as he moved away and stumbled on his own. The Gothic Fighter can only snort in this situation as she made her way over to him again, “Well, no shit Sherlock.” A moments pause as she extends her good arm out to him, “C’mon. I’ll be fine. Just a scratch.”

     Theen zips back in, pale pink wings fluttering as she glanced up to Divine. “We’re ready, Theen.” She hesitates before turning her head back to Jackson, “Hey how are you with roller-coasters?” Because in all honesty, the way they came in, isn’t how they were leaving. 

[eiuspeccatore]

Jackson's eyes stayed on her. He wasn't sure what to make of her expression. He wanted to leave, but he wasn't sure if he could trust her. He wanted to, she was beautiful and brave. He didn't see the real danger in leaving or with what was happening in that moment, no sense of urgency or danger.

He looks at her with frustration and confusion. Why couldn't he walk on his own? Her snort of laughter caught him off guard. He'd expected her to be angry with him or something. "I think maybe I should walk on my own or crawl or something. It's not just a scratch, a scratch looks like this...." he tells her, moving one hand over to his arm, scratching it to show her what it was, as if she didn't know, but he had taken what she said litrally.

More confusion filled his features as the faerie came back in and then Divine was asking him about roller-coasters. "I've never been on a roller coaster." he explains. "This place has a roller coaster? Is it like the one in donkey kong? Or?" he was confused, again taking what she was saying very litrally.

[eiuspeccatore]

It was early in the morning when Jackson woke up. He sat up as a guard came into his room. They worked for his father, made sure the slaves didn’t give him much trouble, and there was a new one today. 

He followed the guard to the room the woman/man was put in and opened the door, walking in and closing the door, the guard locking it from the outside. “Enjoying your accommodations?”

[einmana]

I may be the slave. But you ain’t gonna boss me around.

[eiuspeccatore]

“Oh, I will not? And just what do you think a slave does?”

[eiuspeccatore]

Got Internet at least for the next 2-3 weeks, so I’ll be active at least until then and then after that when I have internet again.

[eiuspeccatore]

Still no WiFi to do replies, but i will be back asap!

[eiuspeccatore]

Indie Master/Slave RPG?

I have been thinking a lot about making a master/slave RPG, but i don’t really want to make another account and set up a RPG group. Its not that i am lazy, its that i worry i don’t have time for it.

However, i have seriously thought about making a rp group with in the indie rp community. I would set it up like a RPG, but you would use your muse you use for indie rp or making one on your account for it, even set up a new blog if you wish.

Although, i am not sure if i should just suck it up and make one outside of indie rp or join one. I just want a original character master/slave rp, with vampires and stuff. I don’t want a overly complicated RPG or one that is so packed you miss a lot of stuff if you are not very active.

I know i have my master/slave verse, but at the same time, i miss being in a RPG group.

Anyone have some advice?

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