Going Through Changes

@lovetorp

Hello loves! My main blog is Renée Felhorn. My OCs come from multifandoms. Send a message if you want to plot!

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IM ALIVE AND BACK!!!

I think it’s time to make the announcement. Things are changing and I’ve been through a lot the past couple of years. Things are getting better. I’m engaged and have a good job. I’m happy but in therapy and recovering.

That being said, this blog is changing too. It’s time to say goodbye to some friends. Emm and Scarlet have been decommissioned for quite some time, but I am officially putting them to rest. I never felt connected to Scarlet and Emma hasn’t been used in such a long time. Her time has come and gone.

So goodbye to Emma and Scarlet. Emma will be missed.

I am also saying goodbye to my staple character. The one who started it all. Beth Winchester is no longer a character I will be playing. I feel no attachment to her anymore and I think it’s time to move on from her. Will she come back? Maybe, but maybe not as the same thing. Goodbye, Beth. You did a lot for me and you meant a lot to me.

I don’t RP much on here anymore, it’s mostly discord now. My strongest muse currently is Lucy Fontaine. I adore her. Iliana and Cassie are…around.

Iliana has been hiding from me and I hope she will come back because I’m not giving up on her. And then Cassie. My sweet girl.

She is here but she is very picky now. But I’m here. Just…different. So bare with me.

#rp blog #vent post #goodbye #end of an era #moving on

*acquires a new hyperfixation* great! this should keep me going for the next 2 months or 24 hours

Text-Cass: Hey that you doin right now? I'm bored -kill-crocodile-jones

Cassie smiled when her phone lit up.

Waylon: I’m practicing piano. Are you coming home soon?

kill-crocodile-jones

Cass: getting better I hope and yes I'll be home in an half an hour, Kay? @lovetorp

Cassie snorted. Getting better? She was a pretty good player already. She was happy he’d be home. Despite the fact they had left the asylum what seemed like eons ago, she still was afraid of being home alone. She clung to Waylon like a lost little puppy. In public she was always holding his arm and would hide behind him at registers or in restaurants.

Needless to say, she was attached.

20b for cassi from waylon

Cassie was nervous as she grinded over the other inmate’s faces. “Listen…this isn’t a woman’s place. Couldn’t you just be on my face?” She said anxiously.

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“Fucking finally” he said laying back down curling up to contain body heat before finally going to sleep @lovetorp

Cassie turned to him a little over her shoulder. “Why’d you rescue me?”

kill-crocodile-jones

“Does it matter? I did and we’ll be free for a while if we play our cards right” he says shivering abit even though he was by the fire it wasn’t doing much @lovetorp

Cassie frowned. “You’re cold. I could fix that if I had supplies.”

kill-crocodile-jones

“Like wh-what?” He askes looking over to her

Cassie shrugged. “My father taught me to sew. He said it’s one of the only skills a woman needs.”

Look More Bioshock

My character Lucy is a passion project of many years now and she’s gone through a lot of work. Made these today!

Here we have Lucy before her father had to fake his death and become Atlas.

This is Lucy during the Rapture Civil War.

And here we have Lucy at the very end of Bioshock.

This is Lucy if her biological father, Booker, had raised her.

And this would be Lucy at the end of Bioshock Infinite.

#bioshock burial at sea #bioshockinfinite #bioshock #atlas bioshock #Lucy Fontaine #Lucy DeWitt

Bioshock has been my hyper fixation for months now. I went into the Sims and made my Lucy in every stage of her life. The last two are her running Rapture and the events she goes to as the leader.

#bioshock #bioshock burial at sea #bioshock atlas #Lucy Fontaine #bioshock rapture

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

She smiled happily and kissed his cheek. As the day went on, Iliana went back to being a fairly well behaved child. When they went to the throne room for a few hours, Crowley came storming in.

“You’re going to like this.” He smiled

Lucifer regarded Crowley with boredom. "Crowley." He acknowledged, beckoning him over. "What've you got for me?" He sighed, sitting up.

Iliana looked up from her book about plants and frowned. What did he want? This was their time and he was interrupting.

“I think I may have found your new knight of hell. We’ve been watching him for a few years.” He smirked.

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

She smiled happily and kissed his cheek. As the day went on, Iliana went back to being a fairly well behaved child. When they went to the throne room for a few hours, Crowley came storming in.

“You’re going to like this.” He smiled

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lucifer muttered, taking the ball of fluff. He stared at the pup blankly. He smirked slightly. He hated to admit it, but the other demon was right. The pup was young enough to raise to worship him. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity.

"I'll raise her, I guess.... I'm gonna call her.... Liliana. I think it fits her." He hummed almost boredly.

Time Passes

Iliana was about 5 years old now. She had learned to shift between her two forms rather well. She was running through the palace, complete free reign since her father was not around.

She was a curious child and tended to get in over her head. Iliana had a few marks from her time with her brother. Her left ear was missing a piece at the top and as a wolf he tail was all but gone and healed strange after being broken.

The young girl was headed towards the back door to go and explore all on her own without her father and without a bodyguard.

"Annnd just where do you think you're going?" Lucifer asked, appearing from seemingly nowhere. He didn't usually care where his daughter went as long as she was safe but then again, she was also five years old. "Uh-uh. I don't think so." He asked, steering her away from the door. "You're marked up bad enough already. I won't have my little girl wandering Hell all alone."

Iliana huffed and glared up at him. He was so quiet when he wanted to be.

“Daddy, I’m fine!” She whined as she looked over her shoulder. “I haven’t gotten to see outside and I really wanna!” She gave him her best pouty face that she could muster. She just needed to distract him long enough...

"Yeah, no, nice try. My brothers tried that on me enough for eons." He picked her up and carried her away. "Isn't there something you should be doing right now? Besides make trouble?" He arched a brow at her, unimpressed by his daughter's tactics.

Iliana was just as unimpressed with his strict behavior. She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him.

“Nothing fun...” She grumbled. There was a loud noise as a few demons came barreling down the hallway out of breath.

“See! Told you we’d find her.” One panted as he doubled over and leaned on his knees.

The Devil ignored his daughter's rude behavior and whirled around to face the two demons. "You two idiots let her get away from you? C'mon, she's five years old." He rolled his eyes, raising his fingers to snap and destroy them.

The demons backed up nervously.

“Sir please! We are sorry. She’s just...she’s really sneaky.” He said, desperately trying to defend their mistake.

Lucifer sighed dramatically and rolled his eyes. "Excuses." He said almost boredly and snapped, turning them to dust. "Imbeciles." He muttered, scrubbing a hand over his face in annoyance.

Iliana frowned at her father. “Well That Wasn’t very nice. I am really sneaky.” She said with a smirk.

“Crowley said I learned how to do that from you. Said I’m slippery just like the Long of Hell.”

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lucifer muttered, taking the ball of fluff. He stared at the pup blankly. He smirked slightly. He hated to admit it, but the other demon was right. The pup was young enough to raise to worship him. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity.

"I'll raise her, I guess.... I'm gonna call her.... Liliana. I think it fits her." He hummed almost boredly.

Time Passes

Iliana was about 5 years old now. She had learned to shift between her two forms rather well. She was running through the palace, complete free reign since her father was not around.

She was a curious child and tended to get in over her head. Iliana had a few marks from her time with her brother. Her left ear was missing a piece at the top and as a wolf he tail was all but gone and healed strange after being broken.

The young girl was headed towards the back door to go and explore all on her own without her father and without a bodyguard.

"Annnd just where do you think you're going?" Lucifer asked, appearing from seemingly nowhere. He didn't usually care where his daughter went as long as she was safe but then again, she was also five years old. "Uh-uh. I don't think so." He asked, steering her away from the door. "You're marked up bad enough already. I won't have my little girl wandering Hell all alone."

Iliana huffed and glared up at him. He was so quiet when he wanted to be.

“Daddy, I’m fine!” She whined as she looked over her shoulder. “I haven’t gotten to see outside and I really wanna!” She gave him her best pouty face that she could muster. She just needed to distract him long enough...

"Yeah, no, nice try. My brothers tried that on me enough for eons." He picked her up and carried her away. "Isn't there something you should be doing right now? Besides make trouble?" He arched a brow at her, unimpressed by his daughter's tactics.

Iliana was just as unimpressed with his strict behavior. She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him.

“Nothing fun...” She grumbled. There was a loud noise as a few demons came barreling down the hallway out of breath.

“See! Told you we’d find her.” One panted as he doubled over and leaned on his knees.

The Devil ignored his daughter's rude behavior and whirled around to face the two demons. "You two idiots let her get away from you? C'mon, she's five years old." He rolled his eyes, raising his fingers to snap and destroy them.

The demons backed up nervously.

“Sir please! We are sorry. She’s just...she’s really sneaky.” He said, desperately trying to defend their mistake.

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lucifer muttered, taking the ball of fluff. He stared at the pup blankly. He smirked slightly. He hated to admit it, but the other demon was right. The pup was young enough to raise to worship him. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity.

"I'll raise her, I guess.... I'm gonna call her.... Liliana. I think it fits her." He hummed almost boredly.

Time Passes

Iliana was about 5 years old now. She had learned to shift between her two forms rather well. She was running through the palace, complete free reign since her father was not around.

She was a curious child and tended to get in over her head. Iliana had a few marks from her time with her brother. Her left ear was missing a piece at the top and as a wolf he tail was all but gone and healed strange after being broken.

The young girl was headed towards the back door to go and explore all on her own without her father and without a bodyguard.

"Annnd just where do you think you're going?" Lucifer asked, appearing from seemingly nowhere. He didn't usually care where his daughter went as long as she was safe but then again, she was also five years old. "Uh-uh. I don't think so." He asked, steering her away from the door. "You're marked up bad enough already. I won't have my little girl wandering Hell all alone."

Iliana huffed and glared up at him. He was so quiet when he wanted to be.

“Daddy, I’m fine!” She whined as she looked over her shoulder. “I haven’t gotten to see outside and I really wanna!” She gave him her best pouty face that she could muster. She just needed to distract him long enough...

"Yeah, no, nice try. My brothers tried that on me enough for eons." He picked her up and carried her away. "Isn't there something you should be doing right now? Besides make trouble?" He arched a brow at her, unimpressed by his daughter's tactics.

Iliana was just as unimpressed with his strict behavior. She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at him.

“Nothing fun...” She grumbled. There was a loud noise as a few demons came barreling down the hallway out of breath.

“See! Told you we’d find her.” One panted as he doubled over and leaned on his knees.

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lucifer muttered, taking the ball of fluff. He stared at the pup blankly. He smirked slightly. He hated to admit it, but the other demon was right. The pup was young enough to raise to worship him. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity.

"I'll raise her, I guess.... I'm gonna call her.... Liliana. I think it fits her." He hummed almost boredly.

Time Passes

Iliana was about 5 years old now. She had learned to shift between her two forms rather well. She was running through the palace, complete free reign since her father was not around.

She was a curious child and tended to get in over her head. Iliana had a few marks from her time with her brother. Her left ear was missing a piece at the top and as a wolf he tail was all but gone and healed strange after being broken.

The young girl was headed towards the back door to go and explore all on her own without her father and without a bodyguard.

"Annnd just where do you think you're going?" Lucifer asked, appearing from seemingly nowhere. He didn't usually care where his daughter went as long as she was safe but then again, she was also five years old. "Uh-uh. I don't think so." He asked, steering her away from the door. "You're marked up bad enough already. I won't have my little girl wandering Hell all alone."

Iliana huffed and glared up at him. He was so quiet when he wanted to be.

“Daddy, I’m fine!” She whined as she looked over her shoulder. “I haven’t gotten to see outside and I really wanna!” She gave him her best pouty face that she could muster. She just needed to distract him long enough...

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Lucifer muttered, taking the ball of fluff. He stared at the pup blankly. He smirked slightly. He hated to admit it, but the other demon was right. The pup was young enough to raise to worship him. Perhaps, this could be an opportunity.

"I'll raise her, I guess.... I'm gonna call her.... Liliana. I think it fits her." He hummed almost boredly.

Time Passes

Iliana was about 5 years old now. She had learned to shift between her two forms rather well. She was running through the palace, complete free reign since her father was not around.

She was a curious child and tended to get in over her head. Iliana had a few marks from her time with her brother. Her left ear was missing a piece at the top and as a wolf he tail was all but gone and healed strange after being broken.

The young girl was headed towards the back door to go and explore all on her own without her father and without a bodyguard.

Leader of The Pack

(@lovetorp)

The Devil had been a lot of things in his lifetime. None of them good, of course, but there was one thing that the Alpha had never truly been. A father. Sure, he'd fathered Jack but he'd never actually been there for the kid. Hell, he took up the Winchesters for Dad's sake.

So, when he was brought a pup, he didn't know what the Hell he was supposed to do. Pun intended. "You want me to what?" He asked the lower demon. "Are you nuts? You want me to take care of this kid? Look at me, I'm freaking Satan! Do I look like a Dad to you?" He asked and just as his servant was about to open their mouth, he interrupted, "Don't answer that." He snapped, flopping into his throne with a groan and running a hand through his buzzed hair.

"Just give me the little brat and get out of my sight."

The demon looked at him awkwardly and nodded. He handed him the small ball of white fur.

“She was found in the snow outside of a werewolf village. Still fairly young though. Have an opportunity here for someone fiercely loyal to you my king.” He said nervously. He hadn’t wanted to show this to the King of Hell, but he lost the dice roll. He wasn’t sure how this would go over. Lucifer, raise a child? Amusing.

I'm curious to know what your headcanons regarding Daddy!Dean would be. Both sexy headcanons and fluffy ones, please.

Daddy Dean....

Dean is a caretaker

He expects obedience but he is he flexible with rules and punishments

Big fan of funishments. Big fan

He genuinely gets off on being called Daddy, it isn’t just if his sub likes it

Aftercare is fluffy as shit with Dean

He will feed and hydrate you, then wrap you in a blanket and hold you and kiss your hair while you watch sappy TV

Exhibitionist. He loves car sex, and I mean he loves it

This means backseat, on the trunk, over the hood, daylight or night and parked wherever. If you tease, or he’s horny, then you’re getting fucked in or on the Impala

Loves nipple play. Favorite position is cowgirl/boy. Ordering you to ride Daddy’s cock is pretty much Dean’s heaven

Also loves leisurely public seduction? He’ll take you to a dive bar solely so he can rub up behind you playing pool together, fellate his beer bottle (or rile you up until you’re doing it to yours), and yes he is going to make you call him Daddy out loud before he hauls you to the bathroom or out to the car to work out the tension. He wants everyone in that bar to know

Baby girl/boy is his default pet name, but he loves the dirty talk. You’re whatever you wanna be--Daddy’s slut, toy, baby, little one, whore, bitch...but you are always Daddy’s.

*special thanks to my own Daddy for contributing to some of these

#cant believe this didnt mention anything about him being possessive#you will be either wearing a collar or covered in bites/bruises/hickeys or something else to let everyone know thats his property#just dean

@sampussy you are hella right darlin’

@minxchester I have missed seeing these posts 😂 I hope you’re well

elderberryblitz

Imagine being a lesser-known god, having a small but dedicated following. People come to pray to you, at a small church, or temple. You listen to them and try to help; you have the time to spare. You don't show yourself to your worshippers, but you do appear on earth occasionally. Someone has to keep your little temple clean, right?

Maybe you get caught by a worshipper as youre appearing in your temple, maybe you hear their prayer and decide to show yourself, but regardless of how it happens; you meet a human, a worshipper, and perhaps they want to offer tribute in some way. And what better way than with their body?

Now; there's two ways this could go;

1.

They bow down to you and submit themselves. They worship every part of your body, and follow your instructions, orders, or demands, happy and willing to pleasure you or let you pleasure them however you wish, for however long, until you're satisfied with their tribute. You can be gentle, or you can be rough; it's all up to you.

2.

You expect them to listen to your instructions; they do worship and pray to you, after all. But suddenly you're pinned down on the altar in your own church, and you're being touched, used, licked, kissed, fucked, and it feels like the way humans describe heaven. You're a god, you're stronger, smarter, better than human folk, and yet here you are, forced into a delicious submission by a mortal.

@redstringsandsilk I see you

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