NUMBER ONE.

[virenschaus]

Hi there! Could you all maybe like/reblog this if you’re willing to rp with an indie Nikki from Camp Camp? That’d be swell! I’d love to meet some new people~

[jenirations]

Send ♪ for a starter based on the last song the mun listened to.

[lonp]

hoenstly i have no idea what my thought process for this was but i just wanted to draw emotionally vulnerable daniel with david  i guess???  i havent drank water in like 24+ hours

[campcdiem]

@violincultist

[violincultist-blog]

(fukc my best friend is so fuckgin g ay,,)

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

[vaememes]

sext messages.

[ 📲 • sms ] —— i want to mark you as mine; that’s why i’ve been sharpening my nails. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m going to make you scream my name tonight. [ 📲 • sms ] —— if i were with you right now, where would you want me to touch you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— sucking on a blow pop right now and wishing it was you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— have you ever had a wet dream with me in it? be honest … [ 📲 • sms ] —— if you could do anything you want to me, what would you do? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think we should just be friends with sexual tension ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— my hands. my hips. my lips. your body. tonight. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m touching myself right now. wish you were here ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— your chin, your shoulders, and your … i think you know what I’m trying to say here. [ 📲 • sms ] —— thinking about how sexy you look in that fitted black button-down …  [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m just laying in bed with nothing to do . .  [ 📲 • sms ] —— trying to decide between the red lacy thong or the pink boy shorts . .  [ 📲 • sms ] —— that thing you did last night makes me want to scream. [ 📲 • sms ] —— just wondering … what is your sexual fantasy? [ 📲 • sms ] —— just bought new underwear and can’t wait to show it to you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess the color of my underwear? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you wearing right now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a pic ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me ;) [ 📲 • sms ] —— want to watch porn with me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m touching myself while texting you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m thinking about all the dirty things i want to do to you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— mmm yes baby tell me what more you want to do to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so horny right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i want you to cum on my face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— had a wet dream about you last night. [ 📲 • sms ] —— turn my wet dreams into realities.

[campcdiem]

❝ i walk in and you’re filming. that typically means something’s happening. ❞

@violincultist

“Correct!!” Meeting the others blue gaze from over the camera held in his hand, he couldn’t resist the grin that spread across his face as he backed up as the other entered the room, making sure to keep his full body in the shot.

“I’m filming the end of your official first week as a Camp Campbell counselor!! So, Daniel, tell me– What’s your favorite part of camp so far??”

[violincultist-blog]

campcdiem:

David had never been happier.

Having Daniel work with him was like a dream. The one he loved most with him in the place he loved most– Well, it just felt too good to be true!! Grin only widening when he heard the others response, he was quick to put the camera down, walking over to the other to sweep him up in his arms (because, really, what was the point of all this physical activity if he couldn’t pick his boyfriend up like a princess?), kissing the top of his head and pulling him against his chest. “… And thank you for being here.” He mumbled. He had planned to continue filming, but… Well…

“… Would you find it unacceptable of me if I took you back to our cabin right now to have you to myself for a bit?” He asked, feeling a bit guilty. Gwen could take care of the campers for a bit, right…? And besides, it wasn’t like he planned on doing anything PG-13…. Surely it was fine, right?

“Um... o-of course not!” Daniel stammered out, draping his arms around the brunet. His face was a bit flushed, still not too used to positive physical contact. Should... we ask Gwen to watch over the campers for a little while, then?” He frowned as he said her name, he knew she didn’t trust him.

“I’m surprised you gave me a second chance. After all I’ve done? David.. I really don’t deserve you.”

[violincultist-blog]

(i need to reply to stuff here,,)

[campcdiem]

❝ i walk in and you’re filming. that typically means something’s happening. ❞

@violincultist

“Correct!!” Meeting the others blue gaze from over the camera held in his hand, he couldn’t resist the grin that spread across his face as he backed up as the other entered the room, making sure to keep his full body in the shot.

“I’m filming the end of your official first week as a Camp Campbell counselor!! So, Daniel, tell me– What’s your favorite part of camp so far??”

[violincultist-blog]

It’d already been a week here at the camp? Time flies, he guessed. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips and he shrugged his shoulders, “Gee, I... honestly don’t know! There’s so many wonderful things here, David. I can’t really choose just ONE favorite part.”

His smile vanished, but just for a second. “I really like it when we all... sit by the campfire, and sing songs and tell stories. Makes me.. feel less--” Alone, he wanted to say, but.. he just shook his head and laughed. “Thank you for giving me a second chance.”

[violincultist-blog]

camp3di3m:

     The smile David had worked so hard to muster up dropped almost immediately upon hearing Daniel speak. Although, even if he hadn’t spoken in that callous, practically emotionless (to David’s ears, at least) tone, it would have been hard to keep up for long. It hadn’t been long since he’d last seen the man, but even in that amount of time, David had allowed himself forget how deeply Daniel’s words cut, especially without the cheery facade he’d initially put forth. Frankly, David was still baffled by the fact that he had turned out the way he had, and reminders of his true nature were… terrifying. 

Despite the man’s request for him to leave, David found himself simply frozen in place for a few moments, regaining mobility only when Daniel continued, his gaze darting towards the floor as if David were the one to be afraid of. The other’s words weren’t exactly false, but the counselor’s heart still ached to know that anyone- even Daniel- thought that he hated them, and instinctual sympathy took over at his words, not even stopping to consider that they could have been meant to manipulate him, like any sane person would. Instead of leaving, he took a few steps closer, setting the bouquet of flowers on a side table next to the bed, his smile returning in an oddly genuine fashion, albeit still wrinkled with nerves. He thought to sit on the end of the bed as he would with any camper he would try to comfort, but held himself back, not wanting to make Daniel any more uncomfortable than he already was.

“I don’t hate you.” Words that would have been a lie only minutes earlier were spoken with a solid foundation of truth. “Sure, I think it was awful what you tried to do, but… Everybody deserves a second chance.” Even Daniel. “Besides!” The exclamation was spoken in a brighter tone as his eyes sparkled with their usual enthusiasm. “I don’t know about YOU, but I for one had fun during our little musical number." 

“I don’t believe you.” He immediately snapped, his tone rather harsh. Any SANE PERSON would hate Daniel for what he’d done, then again, David wasn’t normal. At least, Daniel didn’t think the brunet was. No one else would have had the balls to come visit him here in the hospital. 

The blond set his hands along the edges of the bed and he gripped onto the sheets pretty tight, letting his knuckles turn white. When David finished talking, Daniel gave a slight tilt of his head. He... had fun?? 

“It... it W A S pretty entertaining, huh?” He sounded a little less bitter and a little more surprised. Daniel leaned up a little and closed his eyes. “Hm. I gotta say, your skills on that guitar were amazing. Your singing was pretty good, too.” UGH, he was complimenting him now. “I...” Daniel paused, looking a little uneasy. “...I’m sorry.” 

He never apologized to anyone else for his past mistakes. He’d been in DOZENS of cults, led M O R E than that, and each of them ended in DEATH. Yet, he never apologized. What made T H I S any different? 

[violincultist-blog]

(...i’m a serious rp blog i swea r)

[violincultist-blog]

Hey, are you okay? -@campcdiem

@campcdiem

“…”

Daniel didn’t even RESPOND. He couldn’t. The blond was trembling, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. He glanced over at David before choosing to stare at the wall, wishing his boyfriend hadn’t found him in such a vulnerable state. He usually hid before having attacks like this, but somehow the brunet had been able to locate him. 

Letting out a choked sob, he immediately covered his mouth and sank to his knees. His breathing became erratic and his vision was slowly beginning to blur. Get out, get away, he wanted to shout but a lump caught in his throat. 

[violincultist-blog]

Believe it or not, I knew about fear.

“Fear’s something everyone experiences, Pacifica.” Daniel shrugged his shoulders, offering her a small smile. “But it’s important not to let fear consume you.” Boy, he was certainly one to talk. The fear of being utterly alone in the world, the fear of no one loving him or caring for him... the list goes on and on. “If you put on a brave face... then maybe the world won’t be such a scary place.”

[violincultist-blog]

You wanna kill the world, you start with me. I’ve earned that.

“Is that SO, Max? I knew you were B O L D! ...but stupid, too?” Daniel cast the boy a sadistic smirk and stepped forward, revealing the sharpened blade in his hand. “Fine, I’ll be more than happy to start with you!”

[violincultist-blog]

camp3di3m:

@violincultist

     It’d been a few days since the attempted “ascension” by the campers, and while he’d initially just been thrilled that everyone had wound up with no scratches, (well, no physical scratches, anyway- he was more than a little concerned about some of the campers’ mental health) upon things finally beginning to settle down, he realised that there was still something he had to do before it could truly be over with Daniel. As much as he’d like to avoid seeing the man that had nearly killed his beloved campers again, the childrens’ safety came above David’s own, and he’d be damned if they were put in danger again just because David couldn’t bring himself to ensure that the other never found his way back to Camp Campbell.

Gee, that sounded a bit… dark. He tried his best to think of only the positives of seeing Daniel again as he cracked open the hospital room door, giving a soft wave as he entered. A bouquet of flowers marked with a “Get Well Soon” card was quickly offered by the counselor’s free hand as he smiled as brightly as he could manage at the man in bed. Poor guy…

“Hey there, co-counselor! Feeling any better? Awfully sorry about that fruit punch you drank. Guess we’ll have to be a little more careful next time we throw the kids a party, huh?” There was a slight, awkward pause as he did his best to hide his nerves from the other, realising that he should probably stop using words like ‘we’ since he was primarily here to officially terminate the other’s employment. “Well, it was GREAT having you at our little camp, but we’ve decided that we don’t need any new help right now. I hope you had as good a time together as I did, though! Before the whole hospital thing, anyway. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to make you feel any better! We may not be co-workers anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t help you as a friend!”

Daniel was more than lucky to be ALIVE, considering he hadn’t drank but half the cup of poisoned punch. Still, it didn’t mean he felt happy. No, the blond had been in consistent pain since then, not to mention he was utterly pissed his plan hadn’t worked! Who knew he’d be outdone by an overly cheery camp counselor with such a naive way of thinking? 

Seeing said counselor enter the room, he immediately tensed as a look of wariness flashed in his blue eyes. He still didn’t TRUST David, not at all. Who could be so gleeful all the damn time...? And N O T realize that he hired a fucking cultist, out of all people?

“...I think... it’d be best for you to leave now.” He WASN’T David’s friend, he never would be. He didn’t N E E D friends. He needed mindless SHEEP to follow after him, to believe his every word. His tone was icy and he averted his gaze down to the floor. “Cut the S H I T, David. You and I both know you aren’t a friend of mine. You probably H A T E M E, which is understandable! I almost killed all your campers, plus I INSULTED YOU via song. You don’t LIKE ME. No one does. No one ever will.”

[violincultist-blog]

(this kitten??? has been here for not even an hour and i’m lov him,, me and my sister might get to keep him and hi i’ve been crying over this tiny little fur baby)

[jenirations]

Send ♪ for a starter based on the last song the mun listened to.