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PSA:
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
I think I may finally have time to get back to threads on here...
‘I licked it, so it’s mine’ (kingofthemirkwoodelks)
Bard paused, arching a brow at Thranduil. "You... licked me."@kingofthemirkwoodelks
What is the cutest headcanon you have for my muse?
Send ‘I licked it, so it’s mine’ for my muse’s response to yours licking them and saying that.
alternatively, send ‘Did you just lick me?’ for my muse to lick yours and say that.
This is still a thing… please feel free to share.
‘let’s make a baby’ (kingofthemirkwoodelks)
She blinks. "What..,?"
*peeks out* Um… hi?
“Wife!”
"Hi husband."
*peeks out* Um... hi?
send ‘let’s make a baby’ for my muse’s reaction
Send ‘rough touch’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse throws a punch at mine.
My muse throws a punch at yours.
Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.
My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.
Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.
My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.
Your muse grips my muse’s hips.
My muse grips your muse’s hips.
Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.
My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
My muse slams yours against a wall hard.
Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.
My muses pushes your to their knees.
Your muse bites mine.
My muse bites yours.
Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.
My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.
Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
My muse attempts to push off yours.
Your muse roughly kisses mine.
My muse roughly kisses yours.
Your muse pins mine onto the ground.
My muse pins yours to the ground.
Your muse delivers beatings to mine.
My muse delivers beatings to yours.
Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.
My muse breaks your muse’s arm.
Mun chooses.
Send “Headlights” to pick my muse up off the side of the road on a dark night.
Send '➳♥' and I'll generate a number 1-34 for where my muse will kiss yours
Keep reading
Captor/Captive meme
Send one for my muse’s reaction
Captor:
“Stop struggling!”
“I guess I better use both handcuffs and rope if you think you’ll escape that easily.”
“The ropes aren’t supposed to be comfortable.”
“This is going to hurt.”
“I’m going to gag you now.”
“Put your hands up! I’m armed!”
“You aren’t supposed to be able to see. That’s why I put the blindfold on you.”
“I’ll hurt you if you try to escape again.”
“How should I torture you first?”
“You are my prisoner here and I’ll do whatever I want with you.”
“Do you know what this duct tape is for?”
“I’m going to lock the door behind me. Don’t even try to get out of here.”
“I’m not afraid to shoot you.”
“I’m going to tie your hands above your head.”
“Get on the floor and put your hands behind your back. I’m going to hogtie you so you can’t escape.”
“What position should I tie you up in today?”
“What do you think of my gun?”
“If you don’t cooperate, I’ll hurt your friends.”
“You are useless.”
“Get in the cage!”
Captive:
“Please let me go!”
“Could you use something other than duct tape if you have to tie me up?“
“That really hurts.”
“I will try to escape you know.”
“I’ll pay the ransom myself, just let me go please!”
“This is torture!”
“I promise not to try and escape.”
“Please, not a gag!”
“The handcuffs are hurting.”
“Why are you keeping me prisoner here?”
“Stop it!”
“You really don’t need to tie my hands behind my back.”
“Do you really have to blindfold me? You already have me tied up.”
“I’ll do what you say, just don’t shoot.”
“How do you expect me to walk if I’m all tied up?”
“Please let me go!”
“Could you actually tighten these ropes a bit? They are actually hurting me the way they rub against my skin.”
“This cage is a bit small, isn’t it?”
“Please, not that!”
“What is the point of kidnapping me anyway?”
((Hoping to get back to threads soon. Things have been very not good lately. It's made RP and writing almost impossible.))
SMUT STARTERS Threesome Edition
Send me a number and muses and I’ll write a starter based off the image! No peeking!
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“They’d be glad to hear that I’m sure.”
“I wish to tell them.”
“Sigrid will be visiting later. Bain is probably off training, but Tilda is in the garden.”
“Just like her mother, always in a garden.”
“Hmm mm. Though it can’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that her father is a woodland elf.”
“That means she is a lover of animals.”
“That she is.”
“I’m surprised your house hasn’t turned into a farm.”
“She has tried to make it so with the ones she has brought home.”
He laughed. “Well then you’ll never be lonely.”
Her smiled faltered as she looked away. “I wish that were true.”
“Whys that?”
“You’ve been gone.” She swallowed. “Come. Tilda is this way.” She turned to lead him to the garden.
He took her hand in his own.
She looked at him, uncertain of how to feel.
