#thread request

[the-livewire-blog1]

I wanna do a thread. Where early in the friendship, Prompto accidentally reveals his barcode to any of the bois.

[speakerforminerva-blog]

Mun needs one of these:

I want a thread where Lisbeth argues with Fenris about his opinions on Mages and magic.

I need one

not so I can have Lisbeth, a Tevinter Mage, going “you’re wrong magic is great”

but so she can say “Look, I see where you’re coming from, but you’re wrong - it’s not magic that’s the problem, it’s power - the Magisters have the power to do what they like and they abuse it. Blood mages summon demons so they can have the power those demons wield. The Kirkwall Templars have the power over the Mages here and they abuse it, and them, because they know nobody will believe a Mage here, so these mages turn to forbidden practices so they have the power to defend themselves. See where the problem is? It’s not magic, it’s power and the abuse of it,”

Lisbeth has a lot of feelings about people and power and the way they abuse it, and an argument between her and Fenris would be the perfect place to get those out

anyone? Please?

[rosschasemd]

Thread Request

I really really really want a cheating plot, where my character is the side-piece getting the brunt of a husband or boyfriend’s unbridled sexual lust because his partner doesn’t put out or is simply boring in bed.

Daddy tops wanted, especially the tops that get off when the bottom is saying no.

IM/mail me. Let’s plot!

[askelysialopunny]

[[so anyone wanna do an actual thread or send in more asks? i’ve only got a few asks, i was hoping to space them out but. yeah.]]

[tactful-kind-daedra]

Thread request - Slave Girl

“Next lot, Next lot!! First for bid is this fine male from across the sea. He’s at his 38th year but still capable of a multitude of tasks! First bid is 10g!!”

The scathing voice of the bid master rang out through the dark and muggy tent. His voice was worn, scratchy from day after day, year after year of calling to his audience, serenading them to open their coin purses and get him to encore his performance. 

Daedra let out a small sneeze from the hot, pungent scent around her. There were far too many people here; it was making her feel claustrophobic... among other things. The red head let out a small whine as she tried to duck farther behind the much taller people around her.

In all her short life, a slave auction was the last place she envisioned herself. It was such an awful place... people kept in cages and shackles, brought onto a stage to be humiliated and sold off like livestock...

That’s all they were now, weren’t they?

Looking about her ‘companions’, Daedra realized that such a comparison was wrong. The humans behind the bars were thin, bone-y and malnourished. Their skin was sun baked, cracked from misuse and bruised and blotted with infection. With hollow cheeks and sunken eyes.... cattle looked far more taken care of....

The red head couldn’t help but whimper as the crowd suddenly went into a loud frenzy. It seemed someone was off to a new home....

Daedra supposed she should have been fortunate to be in better standards than most of the people in the cages. She easily looked to be the healthiest, but she tried desperately to not think about how she might soon return to this place eventually and look just like the others...

It seemed surreal that only two days ago she had been happy; properly clothed and living in a household like any other girl. Her master... though she only realized that’s what he was upon coming here, had found her wandering the street as a child, and merely took her home like she had been a stray dog. 

She’d been clothed, educated, and learned all about caring for a household. He’d been a kind gentleman... always polite and asking her to accomplish tasks reasonably. She was more like a live in servant... perhaps that is what she was...

But, his age and sickness had finally caught up to him... and without his word to protect her, Daedra became nothing more than an item to be sold off by the man’s less kind daughter. 

Daedra never knew what she did to upset the woman.... she always tried to be polite and courteous- do whatever task the woman demanded of her. Regardless, it was never enough and the red head was always given sneers and back-lashed comments.

The only time she’d seen the woman smile at her was as she deposited her at the slave trade, stripping her of her clothing and placing shackles on her wrists and ankles... So, here she was... soon to be sold to someone new....

The heavy chains were beginning to rub her flesh raw. Daedra was sure her wrists were bleeding by now, they were itchy and painful... Just as she tried to shift them a bit, there was a sudden vice grip on her arm, yanking her back.

She let out a pained yelp, feeling the thick hand squeeze her arm too tightly. 

“Don’t think you can hide - you’re up next,” a wicked deep voice spoke down to her.

Forcibly dragged along the wooden stage, Daedra was jerked into the main spotlight, almost tripping from the mishandling. Before the bid master could even get to his podium to speak, the red head heard shouts and jeers from the group of buyers before her.

When she looked over the crowd, Daedra cowered and trembled from the looks sent her way. It was an ocean of expressions, all varying from wicked grins, to hungered licking of lips. Who knew what type of person would end up buying her....

“Due to high demand, here’s the lot number you’ve been begging for! 18 years of age and in fine condition from a local, she’ll be a fine edition to any housing! First bid is 12g!”

[killerqueenwidow]

Does anyone want to thread with us? I am having a hard time with things and would like to be distracted.

When the time is right, I will inform you about things that are going on. But for now, we would like to know if anyone would like to write and be a distraction.

If you want to write with Esmeralda djalisgypsy I’ll be over there too.

[antoninxdolohov]

Is there an Elsa out there that wants to thread with my Pitch?

[keeperofdraconid-blog]

thread updates

been sick the past five days.  not very conducive to rping.

i should be able to pound out a response to wallace tomorrow.

waiting on marin, archie, and steven.

again, if anyone wants to thread with zinnia, message me so we can make it happen.