#roxanna

[mayakern]

playing a game of cat and mouse, but who’s the cat and who’s the mouse?

[haveasnack]

Roxanna

[mechamatou]

And here we go with the sketch version (which took a little longer than expected aha)

@fluoxetinehcl Ask for Rufus (and D. will come later)

@demial4 Ask for Reno

@zardx Ask for Tsutako Tomioka

@gauekox Ask for Starlingpaw

Facebook friend ask for Pélisse

Anonymous ask for Phaedra

and I choose Penelope

Next to come, colored versions !

[defiant-dandylion]

Arabella, could you tell us more about your Mistress?

Arabella: sure, my mistress, mistress Roxanna, is a chronicler. She's kinda of an intimidating woman, though in this world it's what you need to survive, but I see that sharp exterior she is kind and fair. Compared to anyone I could of had as a master.... She's the best I could I had and I wouldn't replace her for the world. We don't share a master and dancer relationship we are more alike friends than anything, we both struggled to get to where we were today. I mean we started out with not alot of money she had used all her savings to purchase me, it was a gamble. A risk, but one she was willing to take.

She owned a dancing studio in some smaller city, was a failing business unfortunately, though that's when she decided to purchase me and looked more into Mudokon ballet. Playing more with what was popular amongst the upper classes, playing into their interests but somehow standing out from it. I'm not exactly your typical Mudokon dancer, I don't particularly fit the usual beauty standard within the industry, but that's exactly why Roxanna chose me. Also because she thought I was rather pretty, she thought I was beautiful.

But yeah we started working together to work out way up the ladder slowly building a work force as we went, till we had basically the whole company or business I guess we have today. We travel around doing shows, along with hosting shows for other in our own airship. Some folk rent our halls out for various reasons too, so we make mulah in a couple different ways now. So mistress Roxanna is I suppose also the owner of Devine Defy, or something just refer to the business as The Devine usually that's how they refer to the AirShip though.

Roxanna treats all of us as equals regardless of what we are, the environment on the airship is... Different from the outside world. Sometimes it can give me whiplash to see how different things are from my now home, but I'm thankful we have a community on the airship. One in which we all thrive and it's thanks to Roxanna, delight of a woman... Though I wouldn't want to get on her bad side. She's roughed some folk up pretty bad and I'm sure she would happily do it again. She keeps those nails sharpened for a reason.

( ps the sketch in the ref the dialogue is

Roxanna: I really shouldn't endorse this darling

Arabella: eh

Roxanna: IAN...

She's kinda just scolding him slightly for smoking especially from her own cigarette holder, also Ian is a name Arabella goes by.)

[lynxxpoint]

Forgive me, for I am sinning again. I read Roxanna a while back, and honestly I cannot get over Dion. Couldn’t find enough stuff with him, so I drabbled one myself this morning.

Warning: definitely NSFW and a little sadistic (it’s Dion, we expect nothing less). Minors Do Not Interact.

“Dion, wait - hng - I can’t-”

You teared up, your dark lashes becoming damp and your vision hazy. The intense stimulation was too much. You wanted him to pause for a moment, to allow some reprieve so that you could catch your breath, but it seemed as though your pleas for mercy only excited him as his movements grew fiercer.

He fucked you as if his life depended on it. Each thrust penetrated you deeply, reaching all of your sensitive spots and making your toes curl. It felt amazing, but it was also overwhelming.

Dion’s hand stealthily slid up from your thighs to your waist, before reaching to your backside and lifting your hips with ease. Your eyes widened as you realized what his intentions were. One of your hands shot out to push against his chest in protest. “Wait-!”

The objection died on your tongue as he gave a particularly harsh trust, burying himself inside of you until his pubic bone was flush against yours. A mixture of a whimper and moan escaped your lips, your nails dug into the firm flesh of his pectoral. He barely even registered the pain, but he paused for a moment, ceasing his movements while keeping you stuffed full of him.

Dion’s red eyes flicked to your face, his breath coarse and heavy as he watched some saliva dribbled down your chin. You stared up at him, your eyes unfocused. Your tried to speak, probably an attempt to scold him, but your words came out as nonsensical gibberish. He couldn’t help the smug smirk that tugged at his lips.

How good it felt to see you powerless beneath him.

Dion leaned down, pausing briefly when his face was mere inches from yours so that he could ask, “you can take it, can’t you?” He cooed with encouragement, an undertone of mockery tainting his voice. You stared up at him, your eyes silently answering ‘no’. He nearly chuckled, his inner sadist satisfied, before he added, “For me?”

You hesitantly nodded, not wanting to disappoint your lover. Dion hummed in approval, pulling back slightly before giving another powerful thrust. Your entire body tensed, your back involuntarily arching as you exhaled a coquettish groan.

“Good girl,”he praised as he leaning in further, licking up your chin where the trail of your own spit resided before capturing your lips with his, purposefully silencing you from being able to protest any further as he continued to violate every part of you.

[bruisedskins]

Roxanna (1970) directed by Nick Millard

The omnisexual nature of 19-year-old Roxanna is dragging her into a world of hedonism and sensual self-indulgence, only to realize that her sanity is at stake.

A frame from this movie was used as a cover for Deftones' Saturday Night Wrist album. (2006)

[roxannafoxcat]

Hi, I’m Roxanna 💕 Nice to meet you, cherries 🍒

[beilus]

you put me down and want me dead. in fact, you don't even know me that well