dark & stormy

nsfw indie rp blog. give me all the taboo, controversial, and questionable plots. no trigger warnings, few limits. muses & mun are 18+! any questions, hmu. (:

[siinisterways-blog]

where are my smutty discord writers at? life has been chaos but ya girl needs an outlet and writing has always been best for that. if you’re looking for high kink, taboo plots, give this a like and we can plot something out! ❤️

[reserveyourchaos]

[themovietvseriesbuff]

[annabcths]

puaofrp:

Imagine a Disney modern rich kids au mumu.

Cinderella sneaks into a masquerade banquet at the country club, despite her step mother forbidding it.

Aladdin is a poor kid who pretends to be rich in order to get close to Jasmine.

Merida’s parents keep trying to set her up in arranged marriages for her family’s company’s benefit.

Peter Pan continue to act like an irresponsible fuckboy even while there’s pressure to grow up and enter the real world, and Wendy is just trying to get him to be a bit more responsible.

Tiana is a poor waitress who happens to be friends with an heiress, and Naveen promises to help her fund her own restaurant if she hooks him up with Charlotte, not mentioning he’s been cut off.

Moana knows she should be excited to inherit her father’s company, but has always dreamed of being a maritime pilot.

Belle ends up having to stay for a while with Adam, an abrasive family friend with a bad reputation.

Gaston’s just… really handsome and rich and used to girls throwing themselves at him.

Mulan works as a security guard and lies about her identity so no one knows that she’s a rich kid and people at work will take her seriously.

Rapunzel is tired of being poised and constantly told what to do, and starts hanging out with a “bad boy” just to get a taste of excitement.

Idk there are a lot of options here, but I love this idea.

[siinisterways-blog]

                  ( open to: boyfriend/fiance/step brother/step father/uncle even idgaf. give me taboo or give me something normal. )

       the sun had barely woke up itself, with the faint orange hues crashing into the lingering night sky line, and by no means was rayen ready to be awake. the home was still rather dark, having to turn the lights on as she traveled from the bedroom, to the bathroom, into the living room, and winding up in the kitchen after she had gotten ready for her long day of classes. the sound of the coffee pot brewing was the only noise in the kitchen for a while, as she packed a little lunch into her bag since she was heading out the door before seven and probably wouldn’t be home until after five. being a full time student was a real deal, and it was exhausting. bare feet patted on the tile floor of the kitchen, her hoodie hanging loosely around her slim frame as she stretched every aching muscle in her body before going back to the fridge.       hearing the next set of footsteps didn’t have her turn though, knowing the male was getting up to start his day as well. she hadn’t expected his large hands to slip over her hips, covered by her soft pair of black leggings, and his face to sneak into the crook of her neck from behind. “morning,” the brunette mused quietly, reaching back to run her hand over the back of his head, humming as he wrapped himself around her… and then began to brush his fingers under the waist band of her leggings – conveniently hooking into her panties as well. “what’re you doing? we gotta get going soon..,” rayen gently scolded, but she made absolutely no effort in moving from him. god, he felt good around her. he was warm, his cologne was seeping into her senses, and… his fingers were suddenly brushing between the lips of her aching pussy. a soft, quivering sigh came from her as she swayed her ass into him, pushing into him as she felt the ministrations to the sensitive part of her body he had pounded the night before. “..don’t tease me like this, i have to leave in fifteen minutes..” 

[meme-gutter]

[siinisterways-blog]

fiorentiina‌:

     “awful.” the response was immediate and sullen, and zara’s eyes narrowed as she gave it. as she continued to vent, she padded over to rayen’s bed and flopped onto her back with a heavy sigh, before rolling onto her side and propping herself on an elbow to meet her sister’s gaze. “i only had one all day, and he cancelled—” as if she was just now remembering she was still carrying her flimsy little outfit, she scowled at it and tossed (vaguely) it in the direction of rayen’s laundry basket. “ugh, why do they even make these things? honestly, that one was so tight i thought it was gonna cut me —” ever the drama queen, zara’s skin no longer showed even the faintest impression of fabric. “— like, i honestly thought it cut my thigh at one point, but turns out i was just wet.”

     she sighed again, more dramatically this time. the scent of sex was heavy in the air, and it was not helping her mood. her hormones started to pick up again, and she looked her sister up and down enviously. “what about you, weirdo?” she caught sight of the little wet spot left behind on rayen’s chair, and chewed her lower lip. “you seem pretty relaxed.”

     rayen wasn’t surprised in the least bit at her sister’s dramatics. truth be told, she was the same way when she had slow days -- long hours of being keyed up with hormones and having no outlet except for the various sizes of dildos waiting for you back in your room. “you do make quite the mess when you’re wet. i’ve seen it trickle down to your ankles before,” she pointed out, moving to turn on the bed side lamp she had, parading around so comfortably in her nude, trim vessel. once the light was on, she turned her bedroom’s ceiling light off, letting the room have a softer, more ambient vibe to it without so many harsh lights.      when she turned back to her sister, she had a grin on as she shrugged and lingered at the edge of the bed, by where zara’s feet lingered. “mmm, i had a day of thoroughly getting fucked. it’s a good thing human cum isn’t strong enough to knock us up... i think i’d be brewing triplets in here today,” it was a crude joke, but she leaned over, her hands on the mattress as one knee moved to begin climbing over to the girl. “...i think i might need someone to clean me up. you look a little parched, sis...,” rayen hushed, leaning over to kiss a spot on zara’s thigh, gently nipping at the skin. “or do you want to get fucked first, mm? you need some attention? my cum dripped snatch can wait if you’re too... needy.”

[kcchiefofimperfection-deactivat]

[siinisterways-blog]

fiorentiina‌:

@siinisterways.

even the softest cotton was itchy and irritating against fae skin, so there was no use trying to find comfortable clothes for pixies. once the owners had figured that much out, they’d reached an obvious conclusion: if the girls weren’t going to be comfortable in anything they wore, then there was no point making comfort a priority. which is why zara had spent the last two and a half hours in a tight, impossibly skimpy bodysuit; all lace and ribbons which just barely covered all the parts the humans had decided were naughty. as tiny as it was, the garment was still hopelessly irritating — but it had been specially picked out by her client for tonight, a wealthy man who was apparently celebrating his fiftieth birthday.

sleeping with humans was rarely satisfying — or even memorable — but the anticipation of sex generates powerful, magical hormones in the pixie body all the same. so when zara found out that the birthday boy wasn’t going to make his appointment, her frustration reached its boiling point. not only had she worn this hateful bodysuit for almost three hours for absolutely no reason, but now her hormones were raging and there was nobody around to satisfy them — not even in the meager human sense of the word. as she made her way upstairs to her sister’s room, zara fumbled with the various clasps and bows of her outfit. it took her a good few minutes to figure the thing out, but by the time she reached rayen’s door she was finally, blissfully nude, and just about finished rubbing at all the tiny little impressions the fabric had left on her body. her skin could breathe, her slick little core was soothed by the cool air, and her ample breasts could get back to defying gravity.

stepping into rayen’s room (without knocking, naturally), she could smell how recently her sister had just gotten fucked, and felt a childish twinge of envy. “… hey,” she sighed, voice full of melodramatic self-pity as she closed the door behind her.

       her day and night had been long -- the day started with a group of teenage boys who had skipped school taking out their premature hormones onto her. none of them lasted very long, but since there had been four of them, they had worked into the pixie in rotations. it required her to shower, heavily, before starting her night shift, but at the very least, rayen hadn’t started the night crowd irritated. she was moderately pleased, sated in some sense, and it had taken the edge off of having to wear the simplest of tube-dresses for a few hours. maybe it was just her lucky night, but she hadn’t had to spend much of it dressed, and was able to get lost in the throws of lust three times before her night had come to an end.       and that was where she currently was, when her sister came into her small, but still comfortable room. the word brothel could bring a dungeon-esque theme to mind, but the property owner and business owner were both women. they gave the girls comfortable spaces, and so long as the faeries acted accordingly, they were living a rather gracious life. it could be worse, rayen knew that. but living back home in her familiar realm where the fae world was... so, so different, didn’t compare to the life she led currently.      sitting at her desk, she had been working on taking off her make up when she heard zara’s pitiful greeting. peering over her shoulder in her vanity, she saw the ribbons hanging from her small hand and let out a soft giggle. “..that’s a cute outfit,” she teased, before reaching to start taking out her bobby pins. bit by bit, her threads fell in soft curves down her shoulders and spine before she stood. a clear wet spot was on her chair, the remnants of the last man still leaking from her cunt. “how did your night go?” 

[famishddarchive]

thriller halloween plot ideas.

features slasher/supernatural/paranormal plot prompts

a verse where it’s like boyfriend/girlfriend go and visit the abandoned house of a local serial killer. then a few weeks later they start getting creepy notes in their mailbox, photos of them enjoying dinner, and oh shit who planted these camera’ all over the house? then eventually…someone has to die.

i want to do like a interview with a vampire au plot where your muse has turned my muse into a vampire and it’s really this daddy/lg help me i’m hungry but i don’t want to kill anyone oh wait oops i killed the maid and i actually kinda like this can we do this some more kinda thing…. (could totally be switched with the vampire role being a woman or m/m, f/f)

i want a fucking serial killer plot like say muse a and muse b have been dating for the longest fucking time, they’re totally in love, and then at like 2 am one night, muse b comes back home fuckin covered in blood like “ok usually i have time to clean up, you weren’t supposed to see me like this but they had 911 on speed dial and i had to come home” and it’s muse a like oh, oh shit i’m in love with a serial killer and muse b like well fuck the love of my life knows i’ve killed like so many people and idk i feel like this could go places u know

lets do an age gap plot gone wrong. muse a is an older man new to the neighborhood that one day while out walking his dog runs into muse b who is the sweet 16 year old daughter of his next door neighbors. after some heavy flirting one thing leads to another and they have sex and start this crazy secret love affair. soon however muse a realizes something isn’t quite right with his new love and after trying to break things off and move on he starts to recieve photos of them together in the mail with threats to report him to the police. muse b isn’t ready to let him go and is willing to do anything to make him stay including killing any new girl he brings around.

what if muse a and muse b are madly in love with each other, so madly in love they are ready to kill any and everyone who stands in their way? a natural born killers au where the two of them are on the run from the law after a wild crime spree and are road tripping across the country robbing banks and falling even deeper in love until one day muse b grows tired of running and just wants to turn themselves in. muse a can’t let that happen so now their partner in crime has become their captive. (additional plot can include muse b secretly being pregnant and trying to escape for a bettter life.)

lets do a supernatural plot where muse a is a century old vampire who has fallen for muse b who is a werewolf and leader of their pack. the two of them are learning how to live together and co-exist but whoops muse a keeps killiing people and drawing attention to them, muse b has to choose between their pack who wants muse a killed or the love of their life.

finally what if muse a and muse b are a loving couple ready to be married. the night before the big day however muse b is killed in a terrible car accident leaving muse a all alone to pick up the pieces and live all by themselves in their new house. one night muse a wakes up to find all of muse b’s things scattered on the floor and hearing a loud noise goes downstairs to see the letter magnets on the fridge spelling out ‘i am still here’. learning to communicate with one another muse a finally finds peace in knowing their love isn’t truly gone however their efforts to reach out to them has let another spirit into the home. one more more evil and determined to make muse a’s life a living hell.

[siinisterways-blog]

                  ( open to: boyfriend/fiance/step brother/step father/uncle even idgaf. give me taboo or give me something normal. )

       the sun had barely woke up itself, with the faint orange hues crashing into the lingering night sky line, and by no means was rayen ready to be awake. the home was still rather dark, having to turn the lights on as she traveled from the bedroom, to the bathroom, into the living room, and winding up in the kitchen after she had gotten ready for her long day of classes. the sound of the coffee pot brewing was the only noise in the kitchen for a while, as she packed a little lunch into her bag since she was heading out the door before seven and probably wouldn’t be home until after five. being a full time student was a real deal, and it was exhausting. bare feet patted on the tile floor of the kitchen, her hoodie hanging loosely around her slim frame as she stretched every aching muscle in her body before going back to the fridge.       hearing the next set of footsteps didn’t have her turn though, knowing the male was getting up to start his day as well. she hadn’t expected his large hands to slip over her hips, covered by her soft pair of black leggings, and his face to sneak into the crook of her neck from behind. “morning,” the brunette mused quietly, reaching back to run her hand over the back of his head, humming as he wrapped himself around her... and then began to brush his fingers under the waist band of her leggings -- conveniently hooking into her panties as well. “what’re you doing? we gotta get going soon..,” rayen gently scolded, but she made absolutely no effort in moving from him. god, he felt good around her. he was warm, his cologne was seeping into her senses, and... his fingers were suddenly brushing between the lips of her aching pussy. a soft, quivering sigh came from her as she swayed her ass into him, pushing into him as she felt the ministrations to the sensitive part of her body he had pounded the night before. “..don’t tease me like this, i have to leave in fifteen minutes..” 

[siinisterways-blog]

ive had an exhausting stretch of work days and i have to go in for an evening shift tonight, but im finally off tomorrow!

i’ll be getting to drafts after work tonight. thanks for being patient, guys ^^

[rob-pattinson]

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carnalstress‌:

Connections: female; girlfriend, fiance, some chick he’s been kinda dating, first date, daughter of one of his father’s business partners 

They had been sitting at the table watching the men talk for what seemed like the whole dinner now. On occasion his father took some of his colleagues and business partners out for an appreciative dinner, usually meant to bribe them into staying in business with him, but also meant to relax the group after weeks of hard work. Work talk was always off the table, but this night each man seemed to have forgotten that rule as she heatedly discussed what they were going to do with a competitor that was moving in on their turf. Usually, the men were welcome to bring their ladies, and declan often did when he tagged along with his father knowing the dinner would get boring at some point. He was starting to think bringing someone was not a good idea, since he had glanced at her and knew she was growing exhausted of the rest of the table’s bickering too. He smirked as he removed his arm from around her shoulder, and placed his hand on her leg. His fingers trickled up and down her thigh for a moment, before dipping under her dress. “Do you think they’d notice?”, he spoke, breath hot against her ear as he shifted to speak quietly to her, his fingers continuing to make their way closer to her core. 

     it was almost like a weird family dinner, sitting around in a fancy venue while the older men talked back and forth and bickered and teased and eventually focused on business. most of the men she considered uncles since she had grown up around them, with her father having been in the same business since she was a young girl. it also led to her having grown up with declan, and now that they were far beyond the awkward years of puberty, things had gotten heated quickly after she visited back home from her first year in college.       aside from the food, there was no real reason for her to be there -- but knowing declan was attending had encouraged her to go and even if he had brought another girl (thankfully he hadn’t), she would have taken the seat beside him anyway. seeing as it was only a few days since their last hook up, there was also no surprise when his large hand crept up on her thigh. it startled her, only because she was mid-bite with the fork still between her lips as she cut him a glance.      swallowing, she turned her eyes back and forth to the two men that were nit-picking at each other from either ends of the table. clearly, nobody was paying attention to the two younger people sitting beside each other. “please don’t make me have an orgasm in front of my father, are you trying to ruin my morale?” rayen mumbled back at him, but that didn’t stop her from opening her legs, which pushed the hem of her dress up her thighs a little more. “you’re an awful influence, you know that?” she hummed, taking her eyes off of him, and reaching for her wine -- declan had proven to her that she’d need it.

[ihyuni]

[trashrps]

smut w biting, bruises, hands around necks, deepthroating so hard they can’t speak properly, spanking, comeplay, hella sex toys, desperation, begging, daddy kink, tears, sexting, cocksluts who love it !!! just safe and healthy kink exploration w cute aftercare and domestic bullshit where they rly hella love each other and make each other sandwiches and listen to the beatles on sunday mornings while making breakfast and it’s the best thank u and goodbye friends (◡‿◡✿)

[gerrythebutler]

Coriolanus (2011)