Desmond Slade

An orphan hardened by the struggles of simply surviving to see the next morning, Desmond Slade has toiled through adversities and come to thrive as a man of unwavering resolve and determination. The former bounty hunter has since acquired new purpose and new ambitions.

[rickiedevron]

⟢ "Keep talking like that and I might think you care."

"God forbid."

Tension~

It had all started with a perfectly reasonable comment from the Gunslinger, an observation that would come off as an affront to the maiden in question.

"You need to be drinkin' more water, dove. Especially if you keep bein' out 'ere, workin' as 'ard as you are all day. Please take better care o' yourself."

It was a fight she'd been looking for all damn day, but this wasn't the person she expected to have it with. But she was spring loaded and ready to have it out with someone.

At the fellow's behest Rickie stirs to meet Desmond's gaze, her own narrowed and daring for him to fuck with her as she bites out, "I'm taking care of myself plenty... Fuck, keep talking like that and I might think you care." It was an unnecessary retort, she knew it as soon as it came out.

It was mostly the sweltering warmth of this cloudless day trapped in her deeply tanned skin that had made Rickie feel so flustered initially. It didn't help that she was also frustrated to begin with, restless and exhausted from having had an exceptionally long day bailing hay on a farm in Westfall, just ten miles north of where the ship was currently docked. The rancher had been a particular mouthy son of a bitch who provoked her ire in more ways than one, and biting her tongue wasn't her strong suit. But she was on her best behavior after offering herself as a hand would really benefit with a decent payday by the end of the week; Something to be saved for a rainy day, worth putting up with bullshit. Or... Maybe not so, in the end, if it meant she'd be so unreasonable.

It came off as though the Gunslinger was prepared for the Coyote's nips, remarking flatly and in that 'no bullshit' tone he was so remarkably known for: "God forbid."

Her brows furrow and her gaze softens, her stare too falls in reference to her rising shame for her reactionary statement. She really had no desire to take it out on him. Though before he could retreat from her, if he desired at all, the woman reaches out to grab hold of his forearm. "Hey-- No," she sighs, "Just been a rough fuckin' day, man..."

She shakes her head, "That ain't an excuse, just an explanation. I'm sorry, darlin'. I will try and be alil more mindful."

Undeniably mentioned: @the-gunslinger

[the-gunslinger]

Despite the bits of hay still clinging to her in various spots and areas across her torso, her hair, and even some down the lengths of her pants, despite the aroma of sweat, of hard work, of various farm animals scents saturating her clothing, and despite the elevated warmth of the autumn afternoon, he stepped forward and slowly curled his arms around her hips.

He pulled her towards him until their bodies were completely flushed against the other's. He didn't speak for a moment, just holding her there, grounding her in the shared moment.

As he did withdraw from her, a playful slap across the woman's backside was given. It was quick, fleeting, and brought a mischievous, but charming grin to his lips. "It's alrigh', darlin'. I still love you just as much as I did yesterday an' just as much as I will tomorrow."

@rickiedevron

[the-gunslinger]

"Any regrets? Any triumphs you haven't achieved yet?"

A dry, raspy chuckle was scoffed over his parted lips as he gestured to the nearby bar keeper for another glass bottle to soon join his steadily growing collection off to the side of his position seated at the counter.

"I always would tell folks tha' I wanted to live my life without a single regret. Sounds a bit cocky an' naive lookin' back on those days now. But yeah, I've gathered a few 'ere an' there in my time."

He paused for a moment, staring down at his gloved hands while he pondered the remainder of the inquiry.

"I've seen, felt, tasted most o' everythin' tha' I could ever wanted to. S'ppose there might be one or two more thin's out there I'm curious about. Other than tha'? Pretty much satisfied."

[the-gunslinger]

"You've sure got a lotta nerve, Slade."

The gunslinger slowly withdrew the glass bottle from his lips, the rich, amber-hued liquid inside sloshing about as it was set atop the bar. Beads of sweat dripped down the length of the bottle's exterior. He swallowed what he had managed to seize of the drink before being interrupted. The hand that once held onto his choice of liquid imbibement was hoisted upwards, a single digit flicked against the underside of the wide brim of his weathered hat. Stormy grey eyes peered outwards and towards the voice.

"I've been told I'm pretty damn brave by some, pretty damn stupid by many more. On which side o' tha' fence do I stand for you?"

[soulrph]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

you long-suffering, endlessly patient angels get two memes today bc i deleted everything in my inbox on my rp blog and i made these memes to top off a solidly productive day! also, if you ever feel guilty about “not being productive” or having to delete drafts and memes in your tumblr life, DON’T! you’re wonderful and valid and your personal comfort and peace of mind is far more important than an overwhelming inbox or draft count! anyway, these are also self-serving, but also i feel no shame bc there’s an extreme lack of this very good vibe in my line of work, so here u go besties. DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS LIST!!

DATE UPDATED: 19/10/22

[ PIN ]:     sender pins the receiver to the ground and straddles them while training together.

[ SWORD ]:    sender invites the receiver to engage in sword fighting practice with them.

[ AIM ]:    sender and receiver go to target practice together (using any weapon of choice).

[ GUIDE ]:    sender readjusts the receiver’s stance and posture with their hands while training together.

[ STRIKE ]:    sender aims a blow (via either their fists or their weapon) at the receiver.

[ BLOCK ]:    sender blocks an on-coming attack from the receiver.

[ ARMOR ]:     sender helps to show the receiver how to wear and take care of their armor.

[ PREPARE ]:     sender guides the receiver through some pre-battle stretching exercises.

[ CHALLENGE ]:    sender challenges the receiver to a sparring match/actual fight.

[ TEND ]:    sender and receiver tend to one another’s wounds in the aftermath of a fight.

[ RESTRAIN ]:    sender physically restrains the receiver from attacking someone else.

[ FEND ]:    sender adopts a defensive position that stops the receiver from launching an attack on them.

[ PUNCH ]:    sender punches the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ KICK ]:     sender launches a kick at the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ TACKLE ]:    sender physically tackles the receiver during a fight.

[ DRAG ]:     sender physically drags or carries the receiver away from a fight.

[ UP ]:     sender extends a hand to the fallen receiver to help them to their feet after a fight/sparring match.

[ BACK ]:    sender stands behind the receiver while in the midst of battle in order to help them fight off their enemies.

[ ARRIVE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope and become defeated, the sender arrives at the last minute to help them fight their enemies.

[ EXTRA ]:    sender hands the receiver a spare weapon during a fight to give them a better chance after they break or lose their own.

[ WALL ]:     sender slams the receiver against a wall during a fight/sparring match.

[ COVER ]:    sender lunges forward to throw their body over the receiver and shield them from harm during a fight.

[ POWER ]: sender and/or receiver use their powers during a sparring match in order to develop and enhance their abilities.

[ UNLEASH ]: sender, while fighting with the receiver during a physical confrontation, uses their powers in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[felonous]

Say Anything Saturday!

~* Confess something on anon *~ ~* Whisper something into their ear *~ ~* Write an (non)anonymous letter *~ ~* Say something to cheer them up or even piss them off *~ ~* Tell them something dirty to get a reaction *~

Say anything! Anon is on!

Don’t forget your ask/reblog karma: Send a question to whomever you reblog this from! Send a question to whomever sends you a question! Spread the love!

[rylandfalkov]

For @rylandfalkov and @zenithnightbane

[turning-through-the-never]

For @veilosdaigoa and @dicenne

[fio-renze]

For @fio-renze & @keranna-zerine!

[lilyofporcelain]

For Laeynna, Soryk, or Belidrae.

[susan-gampre]

Please do, any of Susan’s confidants are acceptable as well – Employees consistently woven throughout the fabric of the Madam’s life.

[kp-brain]

[the-gunslinger]

"So how many bastards has Desmond Slade left in his wake, over the years?"

A wry smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, followed by a dismissive shake of his head.

"More than one or two, an' less than a dozen. Tha' would be the most accurate number I can commit to right now. 'Til they start showin' up, at least."

[69chainsaw-at-the-dotte-deactiv]

[invademyinbox]

Anonymously tell my muse something you'd never say to their face.

[eluviannaa]

Oh god…

[innsmouth-gentleman]

[the-gunslinger]

What is in store for Desmond? What paths do you plan to take him down, now that he's living longer than he expected?

Most of the time, behind a desk making sure that all of his business endeavors and start-ups are running as smoothly as possible. He's still the big boss of Blacklight and all the subsidiaries associated with it, but moreso from a behind the veil standpoint now rather than up on the front lines.

He's got younger, more talented folks for that now. Those with as much ambition and hunger for something more out of life as he used to.

[the-gunslinger]

Anon: Would you ever go back to bounty hunting?

"As I 'ave gone an' already said to most folks with the same interest, I'd be 'ard pressed to come back to tha' line o' work. I've got people tha' I give a shit about now. People tha' need me an' whether I like it or not, I need them, too."

[aerdendios]

Anon-Day!

~ Ask my my character anything you want ~ Confess something you would never say to my their face ~ Send them an anonymous letter ~ Give them unsolicited advice you think they need ~ Tell them one thing you like about them ~ Tell them one thing you hate about them ~ Tell them your favorite memory of them

Anything is welcomed on Anon-Day, as long as it’s on anon!

[turning-through-the-never]

For @veilosdaigoa, @dicenne, and @jacelandon

[rylandfalkov]

For @rylandfalkov, @zenithnightbane, and @inistellan

[paleteroboi]

[thecollectibles]

Art by Priya Kakati

[rubymemes]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 👀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 (a collection of spicy prompts with various contexts. They were left vague to match varying levels of spice and situations.)  → add + reverse to reverse the roles!

[OFFICE]: sender and receiver are making out in receiver's office

[CAR]: sender and receiver are making out in receiver's car

[BITE]: while kissing, sender bites receiver's lips

[PULL]: sender pulls on receiver's hair to expose their neck

[PINNED]: sender pins receiver against a wall

[LAP]: sender pulls receiver onto their lap

[ELEVATOR]: sender and receiver are making out in an elevator

[FLIRT]: sender flirts with receiver to make them blush

[CHOKE]: sender grabs receiver by the throat

[KNIFE]: sender uses a knife to rip receiver's clothes

[GROWL]: sender growls in receiver's ears

[QUIET]: sender orders receiver to be more quiet

[COLLAR]: sender grabs receiver by the collar to pull them closer

[WRESTLE]: sender wrestles receiver, pinning them on the floor

[WHISPER]: sender whispers sweet nothings into receiver's ears

[KNOCK]: sender walks into a room without knocking only to find receiver in their underwear

[HALLWAY]: after inviting receiver into their flat, sender and receiver start making out in the hallway

[INJURY]: sender gently tends to receiver's wounds, which leads to them kissing

[MUFFLE]: sender puts their hand over receiver's mouth to keep them quiet

[PUBLIC]: sender and receiver are making out in a secluded but public place

[TABLE]: sender touches receiver's thigh under the table at a restaurant or a dinner party

[lannasroleplaymemes]

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