Sinday Sunday Ask!!

Sinday Sunday ask!!

NSFW Character Trait Meme

🍏 Preference for top or bottom/Submissive or dominant.

🍎 Favorite type, looks and personality wise? Please specify the trait.

🍐 Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?

🍊 Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?

🍋 Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?

🍌 Favorite sex position? Or name one and my muse will give their thoughts.

🍉 What’s your character’s favorite kink?

🍇 How active in bed is your character? Do they like to lie there and take it or do they like to get the most bang for their buck?

🍓 Kissing during sex, yes or no?

🫐 Clothes off or on during sex?

🍈 Lingerie? Yes or no? Or specify the lingerie piece.

🍒 Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

🍑 Your character’s Penis size?

🥭 Preference for body part? Name the body part.

🍍 Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what? Or suggest a role play and my muse will weight in on if they would participate.

🥥 Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?

🥝 Your character’s most private sexual fantasy? Or describe yours and my muse will weight in on if they would participate.

🍭 How sexually active is your character?

🧁 When did your character lose their virginity?

🍦 Kinks your character would participate in? Name the kink.

🍬 Kinks your character would not participate in? Name the kink.

Source: arthurpenrose

Revamped by Cats_eye_galaxy

various things spoken in an adventuring party pt.2

part 2 of an assortment of quotes and sayings i've found doom scrolling through pinterest that i think an adventuring party would say during their never ending perilous adventures . please do not copy/repost or add to this list, thank you!

Affectionate ❛ i am in love with an idiot ❜ ❛ i’d be his if he asked  ❜ ❛ even your rage is beautiful  ❜ ❛ there’s still good in you  ❜ ❛ my darling, you will never be unloved by me ❜ ❛ you are too well tangled in my soul  ❜

Questions ❛ are you a monster or a victim?  ❜ ❛ can anyone betray anyone?  ❜ ❛ who in the fuck authorized this?  ❜ ❛ where do you purchase your audacity from? ❜ ❛ why is everyone in this kingdom so gods damned stupid?  ❜ ❛ if you don’t terrify people a little bit, then what’s the point? ❜

Banter ❛ people can do worse things than kill you  ❜ ❛ gods help anyone who dares to disrespect me/you  ❜ ❛ magic always comes with a price  ❜ ❛ the gods love to fuck with us  ❜ ❛ i’ve got a spell for that  ❜ ❛ i do very bad things, and i do them very well  ❜

Tragedy ❛ anyone can betray anyone ❜ ❛ not all of us are going to make it out alive ❜ ❛ i was once a child with innocent eyes ❜ ❛ i remember all of them ❜ ❛ i’ve been having a bad day for the past several years ❜ ❛ a golden cage is still just a cage ❜

Fierce ❛ what i did, i did for us ❜ ❛ if they touch you, i’ll break their necks ❜ ❛ it appears that you have mistaken my dislike of causing harm as an inability to do so. ❜ ❛ you are divine violence ❜ ❛ burn it all. ❜ ❛ i am so much more than you told me i was ❜

Antagonistic ❛ lets cause a little trouble ❜ ❛ i think you’re caught between who you are and who you want to be ❜ ❛ tell me what it’s like to conquer  ❜ ❛ you’re a little tragedy, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ disrespectfully, i decline  ❜ ❛ with all due respect, which is none- ❜

Neutral ❛ there’s bravery in being soft ❜ ❛ the trees told me about you ❜ ❛ i do not care for your god. ❜ ❛ if i can still breathe, i’m fine ❜ ❛ i’m nice as fuck. ❜

Comedic Relief ❛ do you mean to give me another one of your stoic nod? ❜ ❛ if you don’t want a sarcastic answer, don’t ask stupid questions ❜ ❛ i’ll get over it. i just need to be dramatic first. ❜ ❛ what’s your favorite pastime? mine is reckless behavior ❜ ❛ i’m definitely the nicest asshole you could ever hope to meet ❜ ❛ i wanna contribute to the chaos ❜ ❛ we can’t giggle, we’re at a crime scene! ❜ ❛ the nonsense has escalated ❜ ❛ go stand over there. your existence is giving me a headache ❜ ❛ being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot. ❜

BONUS FROM THE HERO TO THE VILLAIN ❛ you took everything from me ❜ ❛ haven’t you taken enough from me? ❜ ❛ go ahead. underestimate me. that’ll be fun. ❜ ❛ touch me and you’ll burn ❜ ❛ the reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated ❜ FROM THE VILLAIN TO THE HERO ❛ don’t bleed on my floors ❜ ❛ people will never bleed enough to fulfill your vision of justice ❜ ❛ i am the child/daughter/son of a king who forgot my name ❜ ❛ i am the end of all things; i have drunk the blood of kings. ❜ ❛ congratulations, you have survived! ❜

"If ye keep sayin the fuckin name like it's the punchline t'some sad, sorry excuse for a joke, ye're gonna blow my cover long afore we get near 'nough to start lookin for the twat." Anne doesn't find the humor in the name, an old alias gifted to her by her father somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, but maybe she's too close to the matter to find it--or too closed to the matter altogether. Hard to say.

Anne sighs through her nose and whips off her hat, shoving it into Ed's chest with one hand and reaching back for her hair with the other. "Hold that," she orders, leaving her signature hat behind in Ed's hands as she twisted her hair half up into a bun, leaving a small tail of it down the back of her neck. With her hat on and a bit of binding about her chest--especially with some dirt on her face to obscure how clean it is--she'll pass for a younger man than she is a woman.

"Keep yer steel, but I'd be obliged f'r the fire arm," she says simply, reaching her hand out in expectation.

ᒥ☠ᒧ—        All he needed was Jack, just to see the man again. His dear friend, his passionate lover, a man that gets and understands him like no one else. Her history with Jack was not much of his business beyond him needing her to locate Jack. Edward doesn't plan to nose about her business with Jack, what went on or happened between them; knowing Jack, Edward was sure it wasn't the happiest of stories, probably. Pyrate life was complicated, everyone involved had issues, Jack especially could be a right cunt of a man with his issues.

"Caymans, huh?" Edward doesn't comment on the cheap, pretty things thing, though it makes his stomach churn some. Was he cheap? Even worse, was he pretty? Surely not.

Edward rubs his scruffy beard, eyes locked onto the sea. "It's lookin' choppy, we'll probably remain in port for the night to wait out n'see if a storm is gonna blow in. I can't tell yet if one is coming, too early if so." That wasn't a bad thing, however. "Gives us time to get you some clothes and something to flatten yer chest, Andy." He says the name with a smirk, finding it funny. Ed understood the need for a disguise, women on board not always an accepted thing. To him, he couldn't really care what sex someone was, as long as they were capable was all that mattered. Why ever limit a crew?

"I'd give ya some of mine, but that might look suspect if we're matchin'." Also, she may not be a fan of black leather in the sweltering, tropical heat. "Got a knife and pistol if ya need," And with a man as cruel as Hornigold captaining the ship, she will be needing something to keep herself safe.

Kinda wanna write but I’m mobile today—work was EXHAUSTING and we test tomorrow so I know it’s not getting better for a bit lmao.

Like this as permission to answer a thread (won’t be nicely formatted or cut tho :( ) or start a new short thread!

@seadcgs Lucius is waving the black flag

It’s a crude attempt at a real swashbuckler’s story—like a pantomime of the thing—but Anne finds herself engrossed in the handwritten book she’d stumbled upon in the library. (What the fuck kind of idiot keeps a library on a ship? And on a pirate ship, no less! Which the fuck of these idiots, herself aside, even knows their letters?) Despite the stench of Bonnet’s ego mixed with the ink into every word, she doubted very much it was the captain’s hands that laid these words here. They had a pretty hand, whatever their other faults, and the bored sketches and doodles and other such in the ledgers were deftly done as well, if surprisingly phallic in nature. They filled in the gaps between Bonnet’s entries nicely, if a bit sparsely, and made the tale a more lively one to read.

Lost in its pages, Anne fails to notice when the room is no longer hers alone.

“Do you ever get what you ask for?”

ASPIRATIONAL "I WANT" PROMPTS

Sea glass shards cut to Izzy’s face, the face they themselves peered out of an unreadable mask. Anne learned long ago to keep her guard up, always—or as close to “always” as one could get, at least. Slowly, Anne looked back to the wood clutched a little hard in her left hand, compensation for forcing herself to use the right to whittle it down. An edge she couldn’t afford to lose even among allies. At the end of the day, that’s her answer: a clenched fist, refusing to ask, never mind to get. Taught by experience to stop asking and start taking.

“Depends on how ye mean it, I suppose,” Anne says slowly, forcing herself to resume whittling, Hands kept in her periphery the hold time. “Literally—askin f’r coffee and the like, extra rounds, that sort—then aye. ‘S’no sense in denyin a crew mate somethin’ ye’re got access to an’ won’t miss. But…figuratively, like…no. Life en’t in the business of givin me a damned thing I ask f’r. So I stopped askin.” Anne shrugs one shoulder like she doesn’t care about the constant denial. It’s something most pirates feign, frankly, and a leading cause of crews coming together besides—to take what’s wanted in the face of the hurt.

“An’ you? Can’t imagine too many fuckin people say no t’Israel fuckin Hands.”