Ohhh.... ew.

Harder.

I'm just saying yer a whole ass buffet. And I'm starving.

Well either ye want someone yer size. Or ye wanna give off. Either way, I'm going to stare at the old vampire with his tits out.

I've seen yer snoze sniffing around the mortal Gardens, so I before to differ.

Peel those spuds outta yer ears. Get a buxom lass to fuck ye. That's what I'm trying to get at. I feel like it would improve yer disposition if ye got off once in yer misbegotten life.

I think you would improve if you just let someone buck ye like a wild horse.

Would.

//never done a call-out post, but :/ I'm deeply uncomfortable. And I feel like this is the sort of problematic shit people should know about. This user's writer profile supports some clearly anti trans and bigoted opinions. [Screenshots below]

𝐀 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐀 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. 𝘑𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘤𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 Fashion Photographer with a secret. ♡ + ↻ #MVRP #MarvelRP #XMenRP

''Shame I can't be sayin the same for you. I quite like that.'' He retorts, whether joke or not, as he watched the hulking Hound withdrew the nasty looking blade. Not just Wilk, but the others too. Invading his space with their technology and their holier-than-thou stench. +

──*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺💮༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚── 💮丂𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐧 丂𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞💮 ˗ˏˋ ꒰⏱꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⏱𝔽𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫⏱ 💮丂𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 丂𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞💮 ──*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺💮༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚── ♡ + ↻

Z's faux joyous attitude drops immediately into something much colder. Much more of the soldier that once moved and killed. He watches as Sebastian's flesh burns under the ring, for his own failure in letting this happen he lets the vision of the poor kindred burn itself into his retinas. +

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. It's odd. To find one's herd completely disconnect to the world around them, a certain hush falling over the gallery as Z meandered about his own artwork. +

The brush trembles in the Malkavian’s hand, crimson streaking the canvas like spilled blood. Their gaze sharpens. "Aye, it’s coming." A laugh escapes—sharp, unhinged. "D’ye see it yet?" The war-torn echoes in their voice, the prophecy woven in oil. Somewhere, something answers.

and when i get you out of this, i want you on your knees and thanking god. || #VTMRP #MVRP #VampireRP #VampireTheMasqueradeRP 18+ written by mads.

𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖞𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙, 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉, 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ「My Lord. May flowers bloom wherever you wander. 」 ㅤ ㅤ

ᴵᵗ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵃᵛᵉˢ, ᵐᵘᵗᵗˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉᵃˢᵗˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ. ᴵ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ. ᵂᵉ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵗᵉᵃʳ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃˡˡˢ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴴᵒˡʸ ᶠⁱʳᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵃˢʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵏᵉⁿ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉˢ. ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ... 𝖂𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚.

Aye, well, I be a malkavian. If that's yer worry.

I'm from Scotland. If that's what you're trying to ken.

how we see and how we feel is who we are Stephen Spera

Dinnae know, did you decide to keep yerself the size of a crayon or am I just special that way?

"I've learned that lonely roads can lead to hearts of gold. I'll protect the world..." Queen Kara Sylvia Shikagita Odius. The duelist, model, signer, and idol.

''Yer basically admitting to eating boiled chicken and potatoes, no seasoning. BUT, I appreciate eating those that abuse others. Poetic justice definately.''

''Aye, but where's the fuckin flavour in the wrinkled bags of flesh and despair.''

"Vaguely concerned for the kinda folk that ye decide to feast on. I enjoy a bit of liveliness in my food."

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant

ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ ɴᴏ, ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴢᴏᴏ ᴘᴀʟꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴋɪᴅ ᴄᴜɪꜱɪɴᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴛᴏᴘ ᴋɪɴɢ 360ꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴀᴄʜɪɴᴇ ---- ꜰᴇʟɪᴋꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀꜱꜱʜᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ.

"𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓.ᐟ" ✨ SandmanRP, DCRP ✨ MVRP ✨ 21+ ✨ Banter, SL’s, etc 📻 25+ mun, she/her, GMT

ΉΣΛЯ ƬΉΣ ᄃЯY ӨF ƬΉΣ ᄃЯӨЩ MӨƬΉΣЯ

"Appearance is everything."

"Ye ever wonder if blood tastes different depending on the mood o’ the one it came from? I swear, a depressed poet's got a wee bit o’ bitterness to it, but a warrior fresh off a victory—pure fire."

"𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚝...? 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏? 𝙶𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝔏𝔢𝔱. ℑ𝔱. 𝔒𝔲𝔱...?"

- "They call me MARIA..." - "Who?" - "People I usually kill!" MARIA THE LAMIA Bodyguard, 9th generation Lhaka Hecata clan, Lamia bloodline. She protects the Anziani of the Clan of the Death, as she tries to remember who she was before her Embrace. RP. NSFW. +21 MDNI. (...)

𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔥; 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔡𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡, 𝔞𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔢 #VTMRP #MVRP #OCRP #VampireTheMasqueradeRP 18+ original character written by mads.

Sɯeet Dreαms are made of this Who am I to 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆.ᐣ I travel the ᥕorᥣd and the sᥱvᥱᥒ sᥱᥲs 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢'𝚜 looking for something [ 𝝡𝖺𝗹𝙠𝖺𝘃𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝙆𝗂𝗇𝖽𝙧𝗲𝖽 ]

that person you once loved no longer exists . i really want to return him to you, but i can only give you a wretched version of your desires .

Aɖɖɨȶɨօռǟʟ