The Forgotten Thropp.

Indy Shell Thropp RP Blog. I own nothing. NSFW will be tagged.

[cosmicfell-blog]

tomorrowsstitches:

Shell in an instant reacting, catching her with ease, and he grinned wide, behind beige/pink sunglasses. “-well.. I’ve heard of falling for a guy at first sight… no need to be so literal, miss,”

“Sorry– I was in my own little world and I guess you startled me” Alona offered a sheepish smile as she slipped from his arms, her feet ever so lightly touching the ground. “Not that you aren’t handsome–” worried she had offended him in that way she turned the same color as her pink dress and moved to straighten herself out. “Sorry– let me start over, hi– my name is Alona welcome to ‘The bell and candle’ how can I help you today?” 

[tomorrowsstitches]

“Mmm looking for something in the... occult frame of mind. I don’t mean Wicca... nothing of that sort. Dark stuff. Real dark,” he shrugged, stroking his beard gently as he eyed the stacks “-and suggestions?”

[ia-napi]

[chimis-changa]

I’ve brought a precious gift for you too. This slave! Especially bought for you. He has the guile of a wolf and the agility of a cheetah. He will serve you in every way possible.

[sondby]

Ramji Ki Chal / Goliyon Ki Rasleela Ram-Leela 

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Bun in the oven - Closed

@goodliest

“some things are perfect….they must be!”

She crossed her arms, glaring at him. “In that case, would you be so kind as to not drink in front of me? It’s terribly impolite.”

He knew how horrendifed this would be for her…though she supposed that may have been his intention all along: to ruin her completely.

“We can’t be sure that we’re going to be sure.” She replied, a touch of genuine fear beginning to soften her expression.

Shell downed his drink, and set the glass aside. He moved closer to Glinda and held both of her hands in his “-Glinda,” he whispered “-breath. Slow and steady. In... ten seconds... out,” his eyes locked on hers. Dark deep eyes, that seemed impossibly dark. “-we will think... we will discuss... and we will do whatever we need to. We are survivors remember? Nobody could possibly tear us down.”

[wickcdgreen-a-blog]

"I have good news and bad news. And it's the same news. You're going to be an Auntie."

Elphaba froze. Auntie?– That could only mean one thing… ❝ You… you’re going to be a father? ❞ She said, turning towards him. She had a very hard time thinking of her baby brother as a man taking care of an infant. The witch was a bit frightened to ask her next question. ❝ Who is… the mother…? ❞

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“That is also good, and bad news,” he shrugged as he took a long drag from a black cigarette “-your niece of nephew is gonna be basically double royalty. The child of the most handsome Eminent Thropp, and... The Good Witch of The North,” he waited patiently, for the oncoming torrent of mental breakdown his sister was about to have.

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Bubble Bath - Closed - NSFW

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“What? You don’t like a bit of change once in a while?” he offered, as he moved his hands now to her inner thighs “-besides... getting rough in a tub would cause an awful mess...” he teased, loving the feel of her skin and the water. He had never craved a woman like he craved Glinda. And he didn’t dare delve too deep into why, and risk over-thinking and as such, over complicating.

[tomorrowsstitches]

Bubble Bath - Closed - NSFW

@goodliest

“Everything,” a low and deep purr escaped him as his hands now moved to cup her full breasts with a grin “-let’s never stop this. Let’s always do it,” he allowed his lips to return to her neck again, before his rough hands slipped deeper under the water, down her trim stomach “-this... is bliss,”

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"I'm fine, just a little nauseous is all."

“You’ve been a little nauseous for a week now,” he said softly, his eyes twinkling a bit “-forgive me if this is indelicate but… do you think perhaps… we could have a little…” he placed a gentle hand on her stomach “-bun in the proverbial oven?”

[goodliest-deactivated20240814]

“Well then perhaps it’s a stomach bug.” she snapped back at him, swatting away his hand. 

Being unmarried…It would be near impossible to frame a pregnancy in any way that wouldn’t leave a near-fatal gash in her reputation. 

She would have to sit and watch as all respect (almost-worship) for her bled out of the hearts and mind of her people, her gowns bursting at the seams…

“I can’t be…you know! I’ve been so careful!”

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“Nothing is perfect... nothing works all the time,” he reminded her, and sighed with a roll of his eyes, pouring himself some more wine, and moving her glass away from her “-no more of this until we’re sure. And once we are sure... we’re going to have to have a long conversation,”

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"I'm fine, just a little nauseous is all."

“You’ve been a little nauseous for a week now,” he said softly, his eyes twinkling a bit “-forgive me if this is indelicate but... do you think perhaps... we could have a little...” he placed a gentle hand on her stomach “-bun in the proverbial oven?”

[tomorrowsstitches]

With one ask, try to elicit a strong emotional response from my muse: "We can't keep this child."

Shell, who was normally a figure of fun. Gaiety and jolly behavior became a mask of cold fury. He did not take it out on her, but he stood, rigid. An almost spooky caricature of his eldest sister.“Glinda,” his voice cool “-you may choose not to keep them if you’d like... if that is the case... I will raise the child as my own. And leave you to your devices. I will not abandon a child in this world... for I know what it is like to be abandoned,”

[goodliest-deactivated20240814]

♤

nonsexual acts of intimacy

♤: Taking a bath together

In Glinda’s mind, a bath without bubbles wasn’t truly a bath at all…and scented oils and salts and lotions of all sorts. Perhaps rose petals, too, if she happened to be in the right mood.

Simply put, she didn’t do simple…though some may have thought that the tower of pinkish, soapy froth separating her and Shell may have diminished the experience, somewhat. Glinda would, of course, scoff at said hypothetical people without a second thought. 

She put her feet up on one of his shoulders, crossing them at the ankle as she picked up a delicate little cube of angel food cake from a plate right beside the tub. 

“It’s lovelified, isn’t it?”

@tomorrowsstitches

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Shell smiled as she pretended to resist. It was a little game they always played. And he adored it. Once she moved her back to him, he started with his hands on her shoulders. Gently, but firmly easing tensions from her muscles, as his lips moved to kiss, and then nibble her earlobe.

Then his hands moved to playfully remove her arms from her chest, and he began to whisper such naughty things in her ear, though his hands were still gentle, exploring her body blindly, taking his time. “-we should do this more often...”

[cosmicfell-blog]

@tomorrowsstitches

Alona as always, was in her own little world today, she was minding her shop, her hands on autopilot, restocking some dried flowers on one of the higher shelves. This of course meant she was on a ladder, and when someone from below cleared their throat to catch her attention the barely 4,11 blonde jumped slightly and proceeded to fall from the top step. 

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Shell in an instant reacting, catching her with ease, and he grinned wide, behind beige/pink sunglasses. “-well.. I’ve heard of falling for a guy at first sight... no need to be so literal, miss,”

[frekkenbok]

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@goodliest

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“You like the thought of someone walking in on us don’t you?”

“Always,” Shell grinned as he moved her towards her desk in his office with a wicked grin and a glint in his eye.

[rp-meme-blog]

Random Dominant NSFW Starters

“I’d love to bend you over that table.”

“Tell me how badly you want it.”

“It’s pretty big isn’t it?”

“Be careful, I don’t want you to choke.”

“You look so beautiful like this.”

“Shh, someone will hear us.”

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

“I want to make you feel so good that you scream.”

“Fuck, scream my name again.”

“Are you okay?”

“Are you ready?”

“Is this okay?”

“Are you sure it doesn’t hurt?”

“Tell me when you’re ready for me to go faster.”

“I want to make you cum all night.”

“Fuck, I love it when you scream my name like that.”

“I’m not going to last much longer!”

“I’m going to feel you up to the brim.”

“Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

“Thing you can handle both holes being filled at once?”

“How do you feel about adding some toys to the mix of this?”

“It’s just a cock ring. I want you to beg for your release.”

“You’re not allowed to cum until I say so.”

“Scratch me harder!”

“I love seeing you unravel into a mess beneath me.”

“You feel so tight!”

“God, you’re so amazing!”

“Do you want to cum?”

“Are you close?”

“I’m so close, just a little bit longer.”

“I want to fuck you all night long.”

“Will you put this on for me, please? You’re going to look so sexy.”

“You’re so wet, I love it.”

“You’re so needy for me.”

“You’re a little slut for my cock, aren’t you?”

“Remember to say the safeword if this becomes too much.”

“Would you want to make a private video for the two of us?”

“Mmm that’s right smile for the camera.”

“You’re mouth is so amazing.”

“Do you like it when I fuck your pretty mouth like this?”

“Mmm your hand feels so good around my cock like that.”

“That’s right stroke it just like that.”

“I want you to please yourself for me.”

“Put on a show for me.”

“Wow that outfit looks amazing on you.”

“I can’t wait to rip your clothes off so we can get started.”

“Does your ass hurt?”

“Mmm you look so full with my cum.”

“I’m going to kiss every inch of your body.”

“I’ve never fucked a porn star before.”

“I’m going to make you feel so good.”

“How about you ride me? I’d love to see you ride up and down my cock.”

“Bathroom now. I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside you now.”

“You like the thought of someone walking in on us don’t you?”

[theoneswithoutpacks]

Specify which muse

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Sibling Bonding - Closed

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“Well! That is what you get for not visiting,” he teased back, keeping her close in a hug and just enjoying the moment with his sister again “-well then… what has you tracking me down?” he hiccuped a little “-Mmf. Excuse me.. bit too many ciders,”

[wickcdgreen-a-blog]

She let out a slight gasp from the physical contact— KIND physical contact. Elphaba would have returned it, but by the time she had processed what was happening, he had already pulled away. ❝ You were asking for me, ❞ She said. In a tone that someone with authority would say. ❝ I wanted to silence you before you got yourself killed, ❞

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“And WHO exactly would be killing me, sister dear,” he smirked, hands in his pockets “-I’ve made lovely contacts... and I’m infamously hard to kill... like you it seems,” he said eyeing her “-black doesn’t suit you. Navy would be better,”