TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

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[goldmods]

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TOP LEVEL DIRECTORY: NEW CHARACTERS

[goldmods]

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[orobashi]

hello mods! I'm just wanting to make sure— is there any sort of life in the "ocean" here? creatures or fish or anything...

[goldmods]

There are no real fish in the ocean, but there are plenty of glowing facsimiles being moved about by the artificial currents. At least they light up?

Goro Akechi | Persona 5 Royal | current

[bleakdecember]

i. beach time.

[Goro has no need for those bungalows, but he does always like scouting out the newcomers. With his rank, he's set up his own little beach canopy to relax in. Those already on good terms with him are welcome to join him, of course, for snacks and lounging and casual drinks.

But if there's anyone in earshot being hassled, he'll raise his voice enough to catch the lifeguard's attention.] That's enough of that, isn't it? I'll handle this.

[His Ace rank is enough to get them to disperse. To whoever he's saved, he'll wave them over.]

Come relax. You can repay me by helping me put some sunscreen on. [He is laying, shirtless, face down on a blanket. It shows off the muscles on his back quite nicely.]

ii. daydream parasol

[At some point, Akechi ended up in the beach chairs and drifted off. He's going to be furious when he wakes up, but... well, isn't this like dipping into someone's palace?

The beach in his dreams is nice, cast at sunset when it definitely wasn't when you fell asleep. Everything seems pretty normal, if a little sparkly... but far out on the water is a strange cruise ship, and sunken skyscrapers. Akechi is too focused on watching it to notice you.]

iii. nighttime bar

[In all honesty, he was a little curious about the mermaids, and is a bit disappointed at the truth. So he's sitting at the bar, just people watching for now.]

I was considering ordering a drink, but I can't decide what... Do you have any suggestions?

iv. network from princeofhearts

For anyone in the lower levels affected by the flooding, you are free to seek refuge in my suite. There is room for multiple people here, though you may need to be willing to share a bed-- or use the couch. Even so, it's better than a flooded basement room.

v. wildcard

[Want do something else with Akechi? Go for it! Feel free to hit me up at larksong with ideas]

sangonomiya kokomi ଳ genshin impact

[orobashi]

ଳ i. it's free real estate
( arrival )

( It's the sound of waves beyond the open doors of the bungalow that causes Kokomi to finally stir in her assigned bed. It's strange— there's the scent of something like ocean air, and something like the warming heat of the sun leaking into the cooler space of the bungalow itself, but none of it felt quite right. The crashes of waves are almost mechanical, the salt in the air is carefully crafted as if by hand, and there are no whispers of life on any breeze. Despite the lively sounds coming from the beach, there's an eerie, notable stillness to Kokomi that makes her feel like this might just be a dream.

But the sensations of dreams don't feel nearly as harsh as this. She sits up, taking note of the semi-sheer linen robe that's wrapped around her, decorated in a colorful display of coral and tropical flowers. Though she finds her vision, attached to the robe with a gentle tie, she quickly discovers an emptiness there, as well. Panic is beginning to settle at the back of her throat, but she takes a slow, deep breath, taking in her surroundings. The bungalow she's found herself in is a pastel shade of purple, with the beachy decorations inside themed to match. Stock photographs and cheesy fake shells and fish line the rooms in decoration, and for the most part, it all seems rather quaint. Adorable, even. Beyond that, she's found herself on the top bunk above someone else who seems to be beginning to stir. A quick glance tells her that they're likely not a threat, that they're either in the same situation as her or designed to appear so, and so she moves to swing her legs over the side of the top mattress and steps gently down the ladder along the side.

The last thing she wants to do upon waking in a strange place is talk to strangers. Talk to anyone, really. But what else is she supposed to do? Of course she wants to examine this "sea" for herself, but the figure before her takes priority. She clears her throat gently, at first, in her own attempt at a warning. But then, she's using the bed's ladder as a grip to lean in slightly, her free hand gently prodding at her bedmate. )

...Good morning. I hate to bother you like this, but may I ask you a few questions?

ଳ ii. swim up to the bar
( underwater )

( As the night falls, exhaustion hits Kokomi in more than a few ways. Socializing this long is one thing, but to be stranded somewhere entirely new, placed in a situation she can hardly wrap her head around, and trying to balance her responsibilities around it? Her energy points have fallen with a terrible steepness, and there are few ways to escape this, with the shared bungalow situation. So, as always when she's the most troubled, she takes to the sea.

This sea is a fraud, full of manufactured waves and no life to speak of, but it's the best thing she's going to get in a place like this. Some might be able to catch her, swimming out not far from the swim up bar, before she dips below the water and doesn't resurface. Seemingly alarming, though perhaps not for those who have been so lucky as to drink something called holding on to summer— but Kokomi can be found by concerned seagoers and bar patrons alike. There, as surrounded by the lacking "depths" of the water, Kokomi is huddled into a ball, legs tucked near her chest, arms hugging around them, eyes closed. The occasional plastic fish surrounding her doesn't aid in the sensations like she wants them to, and so that tranquility she was searching for never comes.

Still, she supposes there's something to be gained from the silence. )

ଳ iii. across the night sky
( constellations )

( Later in the night, Kokomi can be found sitting on the sand just short of where the manufactured waves end, her knees to her chest and her eyes on the projected sky above. There, the twinkling stars are both familiar and foreign, constellations mixing in a way that's undoubtedly poetic. She can see ones she recognizes— the curve of the serpent-dragon that she knows so well, as one— and many stars that she doesn't. Currently, she's trying to piece them all together, to form her own pictures. How was it that the stars were first mapped? Did it feel like this, lonely, isolated, confused— did it feel like an overwhelming puzzle?

But footsteps draw her from her thoughts, and as someone draws close enough, she looks down from the sky to offer them a smile. She's tired, still, but she won't allow that part of her to be seen, if she can help it. )

Are there stars that you recognize? ( She pats the sand gently, her fingers making a soft imprint. ) If we share, maybe our worlds will feel that much closer to one another.

ଳ iv. wildcard & ooc notes

( ooc. hello! existing player, new character. I play kokomi as being in her early 20s, and am OTA for shipping, including being ok with age differences & younger characters. the swimwear she's wearing in every prompt but the first is here, and her vision, though currently powerless, is in plain view hanging from the front bow! generally am open to just about anything, but feel free to PM me if you want to work something out. ♥ )

iii. maybe fireworks later??

[wray]

[ There is never a dull moment in this place, so whenever there is a chance for respite, Six takes it without hesitation. The stars overhead make him feel a multitude of emotions, ranging from those he'd rather ignore to something more muted. He barely realizes that he headed towards a spot that was already occupied, jostled from his reverie by the sound of her voice.

He glances her way, his ears perked up now that she has his attention. It's the only sign visible that he reacted since his face is covered by a mask. ]

There are a few, but many of them I don't recognize.

[ Gazing at the stars with that man feels like forever ago, and it's not exactly an entirely happy memory. ]

Which ones are yours?

iii

[perfectdistance]

[ He looks up into the starry night and wonders about the stars at home. As somebody who wasn't much of a fortune teller and spent most of his time with his mind and heart grounded to the world... he kind of wishes he made a little more effort to absorb the stars now.

He takes a seat next to her, looking up and giving a small, disappointed sigh. ]

... Honestly, I wish I knew more constellations than I actually do. None of these look familiar to me.

[ It was only the moon that they really had to worry about. ]

[orobashi]

( The perk of those ears brings a wave of fondness to the shores of her heart, and she smiles softly to reflect that. Leaning her palm on the sand, she allows her weight to sink slowly against it as she lifts her opposite hand, pointer-finger first. Here, she can see the angle that's closest to what Six might, and she traces from one star to the next in slow straight lines. One, two... all the way to six. )

Dracaena Somnolenta. A sleeping dragoness— though it's a bit abstract to imagine it, you can see the inner workings trailing outwards, curving along its body to the tail.

( Dropping her hand, she looks to check if there's some understanding in the eyes beneath that mask. )

I've always found this one calming to look at.

[orobashi]

I imagine that the first people who looked at the stars felt much the same way. "Where am I? Who am I? What is all of this?"

( Kokomi's gentle smile lends to her soft voice, a tone that offers to carry those who hear it into a lulling rock of nighttime ocean waves, into peace and comfort. She does try to angle for that sort of nurturing personality, and putting on the airs of a Priestess is part of how she does it. Like playing a role.

She tilts her head back up to the false sky. )

You may just find a picture of your own, if you look hard enough. Would you like to map one, together?

[thephotosynthesis]

For the purposes of beach shenanigans, could the staff provide Olivia with a beach-friendly wheelchair? It's pretty impossible to use a normal one on loose sand.

sunday / honkai star rail

[befehl]

01. It’s a free realstate.

( This is not his Sweet Dream Paradise, that much is clear. There’s this prickling sensation crowding every root of his feathers that stems from tropical humidity trapping annoyances like dust or hints of sand. They must have been whipped up from the saline breezes outside. So his wings twitch every so often, stretching and folding back around his neck trying to find the best comfort as his body adjusts to the stark shift in temperature. Look, Sunday practically lived inside the Golden Hour of Penacony, a Dreamscape void of any nuisances like this.

Had the choice of attire been left up to him he would have ventured here wearing his clad of greys and whites, suited up from head to toe like the true Holy Man he is, gloved and pristine down to the last lace on his shoes. He does well to hide how fast his heart races while he tries to look for alternative clothes, not this practically transparent robe that exposes so much of his skin. There’s a large oval opening around the back that serves no fashionable purpose. He reaches back with his hand, feeling the sheen of sweat down the ridge of his spine, using a handy body-length mirror to see if he can somehow pin it together!

Before he’s able to get anything done, his gaze ends up falling onto one of the other beds. There are condoms scattered on them, packets of lube, and hints of sin he is familiar with but lacks experience with. All intimate curses are left in his mind, he’s at least in control of his emotions for the time being. A hint of panic sets in between his brows when he realizes there are bodies in the beds near him, but where could he go? Outside, into the sun? Like this? He can practically taste the salt in the air, imagine what stepping out will feel like? )


I have to get back… Ah, please, pardon my intrusion.

02. DAYDREAM PARASOLS

The throbbing music begins to ebb into nothingness as he lays there with his acquaintance, if one can refer to them as such. Despite the sound of waves in the distance or the hot breeze feeling its way up his limbs and through his hair, he somehow manages peace. Blissful, muted peace. When his gaze gradually comes into being once again, it all appears the same at first.

Except for the radiant, pastel colors fluffed all around him. The clouds, the sheen of sparkles in every wave rolling in. The allure of this has Sunday sitting up on his chair and he sees in the distance the faceless crowds, blurred in and out of gradient waves each time he blinks. Naturally, after such an infectious sleep, even the vessels in his body feel as if he’s home. He blinks a few times and dusts off a feather on his wing, then his ear - he hears a familiar voice - a distant lovely echo. )

The sand, why does it feel cold all of a sudden?

03. ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

The night feels adequate on his skin after a day of sun. He’s at the water’s edge, and it still feels warm enough to tolerate over his feet. This setting doesn’t mean he’ll let down his guard, or his proper etiquette, properly admiring the glitter of stars in the distance with a hand behind his back. He glances at the other like his gaze is piercing through them. Luckily for them, he will spare them a lecture about stars or the Universe, or anything about his personal life. )

Heh. It appears the heavens have left you speechless, did you witness anything familiar, too?

( ooc: hello, new player here. general kinks. PM journal with any questions. wiki info. Ship preference is males, but he can be with women with right chemistry and he also comes with a content warning of feeling some attraction/obsession to his sister. PM to op out of any of that context for a non-incestual obsession. )

[perfectdistance]

[ This woman doesn't know him at all, but those questions always seem to dig into him. "Who is the person known as Nero?" All these centuries later, and he's not sure he can really define it.

The role that's most comfortable for him is "owner of a restaurant" it defines all his relationships so easy. The perfect sort of distance where he still gets to talk to people, but they not necessarily pry into who he is.

It's been too many years since he's actually been able to act like that instead of stumbling and trying to find his definition without it.

So it takes a little while before he questions back, ]

Have you mapped the stars before?

ii

[astrolabium]

[ Having always been an excellent swimmer, Mona is able to dive through the water with practiced ease. Her movements are graceful, each individual flutter of her legs mimicking that of a mermaid's tail. In contrast, her hands reach out in front of her with wide, arching sweeps, propelling her forward and sending her twintails out behind her. Everything thus far has felt familiar, but there has been an addition that has piqued Mona's interest.

She can breathe. No longer having to return to the surface, she can remain beneath the water for as long as she likes. If only this ability would follow her back to Teyvat. Mona would spend countless hours in the ocean if that were the case.

It is as she swims beyond a cluster of toy fish that she is spots another young woman. Rather than diving, she appears to have curled into a tight ball, head lowered and long, lovely hair twisting out from around her slender shoulders. Mona gets the odd feeling that she belongs here.

Drawn in by this stranger's presence, she moves closer to gently rouse the other. Should Kokomi look up, she'll be greeted with a silent question: are you alright? ]

[goldmods]

Of course! Players are free to assume that staff will eagerly provide accommodations for accessibility as needed. These may or may not be bird themed.

hung | arknights

[defendog]

i.) it's free real estate

[ who would stuff an entire perro of hung's size in the top bunk of a bunk bed? someone with a horrible sense of humor and/or hoping that he might somehow injure himself when he wakes up, probably. so when he does come to the realization that he's no longer in his own doggy-sized bed it's only after he bumps his horned head against the ceiling with a significant 'THUMP' that tells him otherwise.

and then of course, because it has to happen: he turns to roll off, assuming that he's going to touch floor. which he does! after falling and landing on his back, the blanket that had been covering his body slowly drifting down to cover him. the robe is basically doing nothing.

it's been one hell of a rocky second start, that's for sure. sorry for anyone who's rooming with him. ]

ii.) a show of strength

[ watching the tarps and melons get placed out on the sand is interesting enough, to say the least. it beats watching the odd lifeguards peck around at other beachgoers, practically swarming anyone who happens to hold a lick of food in their hands. thankfully just standing around seems to keep them at bay, especially when hung can just offer a growl and show a few canines hiding in that muzzle of his? they still seem like birds. just birds that are armed with muscles. and like, actual bodies. stuff like that.

ANYWAY hung is now presented with the option to destroy a melon with his butt? the rules are made very clear to him. they're very simple, incredibly obvious. but as soon as one of the staff members moves away, probably to get out of the impending splash zone, all hung can do is stare down and rub the back of his neck and mumble to himself. ]

Won't this stain my fur...

[ yeah he's a little worried about that. if anything, he's not thinking about whether he'll be successful but about HOW successful he might end up being. ]

iii.) scavenger hunt - sfw

[ it's not hard to assemble these items. drinks are easily found left around on tables or by chairs or in the sand. sunglasses, sandals, and even those feathers? even more so! but it's that second thing on the list that pauses hung; while the other four sets of objects are easily attainable, it's the kisses that don't feel as... well, normal?

so what's he supposed to do? just go around and ask for a couple of kisses?? yeah, he gets what the resort is all about. it feels like yesterday that he was stuck on an elevator with a few talking paintings. does he care about a payout and a dessert voucher? maybe. maybe he'd end up giving both of those to someone else. it would make for a good present.

also he'd like to dodge the spankings... ]

Hey. [ approaching a friendly face who also might be looking around for things??? worst case he'll just look a little silly trying to explain what's up. ] Are you playing this game too?

[ holds up his wrist. ]

I'm almost done, if you wouldn't mind helping me out.

iv.) hole.

[ there's something about the sand. when he sits down on the beach, he drags a finger through it once to see how easily it might be to move before he begins to scoop it out in handfuls. that the deeper he gets, the larger he wants to make this hole. why? he doesn't know. it feels oddly natural to do it, as if he'd like to see exactly how much sand the resort brought in to make this entire area look like a beach?

before long, hung's hole has gone from being wrist deep to being elbow deep. that he's taking handfuls and plopping it down beside his growing project, getting to the point where he has to really consider the ramifications of expanding it outward. sure, depth is fine. but overall circumference?

he's no longer seated. he's on his knees, tail up and wagging, upper half of his body not entirely submerged just quite yet but he's working on it! ]

wildcard & ooc notes.)

[ look, it's sfw beach artwork of hung. i'm down for anything that isn't above, just reach out. am a current player and had hung on a previous tdm, too. generally good with most things and prefer m/m for anything smut-related. just ping if there are any questions. tyty! 🐶 ]

iii

[artcritic]

[People-watching is a hobby Yusuke didn't partake in for quite a long time. Of course, he didn't expect to have company while at it, but he's slowly getting used to Akechi's company at random times of day or night.

He's in his swimwear, but managed to find a floaty cover for the top; it's been a struggle, they almost kicked him out. But he's way too pale to parade around in the sun without protection.]

...are you actually going to drink?

Basch fon Ronsenburg | FFXII | In-Game | OTA

[bardische]

[ ooc: Hello! If you are in game and would rather reply on his catch-all, or see the additional new location prompts, those are located here, but it makes me no difference where you tag! His inbox is also open.

I have posted general CWs, but feel free to pwm by direct message or portolan for questions or wildcard discussion. I do not have a preference for prose or brackets.

TLDR: A noble knight type with a hidden streak of darker desires. He likes all genders. No smut with characters under 18, PM me first if they're 18-20. ]

I. Fun In The Sun

a. Muscle Beach (Gen or Gen to Smut)
[ The resort has not let up on its habit of providing Basch one outfit a day, regardless of his attempts to buy other clothing. Today, that was a high-collared stiffened canvas vest with large flowers printed on it, a tiny excuse for bathing shorts that cover his front but are little more than a string up his ass, and a pair of darkened glasses. The shoes are something he’s more used to, sandals that lace all the way to his knees in what’s locally called a gladiator style, but are somehow strangely erotic with the rest of his skin.

What’s more, when he tried to take the elevator anywhere the only place he could reach was the beach. Which he’s never seen before. Not just at the resort. Even on duty at home, he’d only been stationed near the ocean a handful of times. He’s never actually had a beach day. Take pity on him and help him put on sunscreen, introduce him to a pleasant drink, show him how to sunbathe, or take him swimming -- really, he has no idea what he’s doing!

But he’s muscular and sweaty and very sweet, and a natural at beach volleyball or sparring games. You may be even able to convince him to play the watermelon game. ]

b. Beach Bunny (Smut. Possible CW: altered states, dubcon, mating, public)
[ As the day goes on and he loosens up, he’s worked up quite an appetite. Meat on a stick is a delight in any realm, and Basch doesn’t much care what the source is.

What he does know is the heat thrumming through him is not the sun, and the thirst in his throat will not be quenched by anything he can drink. His eyes are dilated, and he’s scanning the crowd for anyone who could be a good mate. And when he sees you, it’s taking most of his willpower not to let his hips start rocking, or to just sidle up behind you. Some part of him knows that would be wrong, but lord, he’s not good at flirting on the best day. ]

You are healthy and virile and I would like to mate with you.

[ He’s…so earnest when he says it. ]

c. ParaSol (Smut. Possible CW: dub con, dom/sub dynamics, sex prisoner, cruelty, etc. For this one, pls plot first portolan or dm)
[ ooc: I’m super interested in this prompt but definitely want to plot first. I’m interested in these scenarios being at home for him, as the social setting would heighten it, though also down to put him in someone else’s desires. Some hidden desires to play with for him are: forbidden higher rank partner, playing out the role of the cruel dom the way he was used in the past, back in his prison + torture days as either the keeper or the now sex-prisoner, publicly extremely possessive of a mate/partner/pet, being begged. Due to the darker nature, if anyone wants to do this in inboxes instead, also welcome. ]


II. Starlight on the Water

a. Swim Up Bar (Gen or Smut. Possible CW: alcohol, altered states, possessiveness, tentacles; let me know what drink effect you want. Pm or plurk me for plotting)

[ Okay so the water is pretty nice, and also it hides his ridiculous state of undress. He’s…enjoying himself. So he goes to get a drink. ]

Dealer's choice.

[ It's an odd lapse in him, to invite the chaos of this place. But he's mostly had good experiences, and he's enjoying your company, so maybe he's a little distracted. ]

You know, this was my first time at the beach. I understand why people enjoy it so much.

[ He accepts the brightly colored drink with a brief cheers to you, a smile on his face without really looking at what he ordered. It might be normal, but it’s just as likely to cause crippling loneliness and a desperation for touch, or to cause him to become obsessively possessive and jealous until he’s had you. ]

b. Starry Sky (Gen or Gen to Smut)
[ After all of the excitement, it’s nice to just…retire to a towel or blanket and look up at the stars. It centers him, like it used to on the field, even if these stars are foreign. Except…he furrows his brow, forgetting he isn’t alone. ]

These are my stars.

c. Scavenger Hunt Loser (Smut. Possible CW: dubcon, control, dom/sub dynamic)
[ Basch did not sign up for the scavenger hunt. When they gave him the ridiculous list of what he needed to collect, he scoffed and ignored it.

Which is why, to his shock, the lifeguards come around and gather him up and strap him to the fuck pillory, explaining he’ll have to serve someone’s desires before he’ll be freed. Or a few. Time is weird on the beach.

The worst part is, he’s absolutely hardening even as he protests. Fuck, he hates that he likes this. ]

Sae | original | new

[experiment01]

It’s Free Real Estate

Oh.. [When Sae blearily wakes up that morning she was expecting to see the baby blue walls of her room, the star lamp by her bedside, the smell of calming vanilla. This was not the case today, it seems. With a bit of alarm, the tiny woman sat up on the bed she was on, the lower part of what she could see was a bunk bed. ..was I kidnapped in my sleep? No way. I would have felt something, right? She is bewildered by the sight of the colorful robes on her, taking note that she was naked underneath after peeking in. I guess I’m not the only one alone.. She eyes the other bunk beds in the room with the slumbering people on them, a sigh escaping her. It was the watch on her right list that caught her attention. For some odd reason, she couldn't get it off no matter how much she attempted to do so..

..For now, though, she was currently fiddling with the small device and checking to see what sort of things it had on it. If she was going to be stuck in an unfamiliar place, hopefully, this thing could help her out somehow. If your character just so happens to wake up around the same time as her, they might see Sae sitting crisscrossed cross apple sauce on her bed, tongue sticking out in concentration as she taps on the tiny screen of her watch.]

The Beach Bunny Barbecue Bonanza 
(OPTIONAL NSFW prompt.)

[The smell of meat grilling in the distance is what prompts Sae to make her way closer, curiosity and hunger driving her to do so. She hadn’t eaten anything the night before being ripped from her home so her stomach was crying out for it to be filled with food. Bright red eyes light up at the sight of the booth, her stomach loudly grumbling. She blushes sheepishly, eyeing the person next to her with a small smile. With a quick motion of her wrist, she brings up the tiny holographic keyboard that came with the watch, already tapping away on it. Eventually, the voice that speaks out to them would not come from her, but rather the watch itself. She was so relieved this thing had a text-to-speech function.] Hi! Hungry too? I came here to get something to eat. It looks good. I’m going to get the Flaming Hot Skewers!

[The tiny black wings resting on her back rustle eagerly and she sends the man (Steve) who was manning the booth a grateful smile as she grabs her plate of food and drink. Having her wings out in the open made her uneasy but there wasn’t much that she could do about it. She had woken up that morning in only a robe and with most of her possessions gone. She would just have to go along with it, for now.] Oh.. my name is Sae. It’s nice to meet you! [After she introduces herself she takes a hearty bite of her meat skewers, wings spreading out happily behind her. Oooh, it was so tasty!] 

Swim up to the bar

[It’s a little awkward to wade into the water, especially with wings on her back. The tiny appendages rustle out to flick away any water clinging to them, Sae pausing to carefully hop on the many seats at the bar. She eyes the drinks provided, head tilted to the side.] Some of these drinks have curious names.. [The provided TTS voice asks this question out loud for her, eyes peering over when she feels someone sitting next to her.] Anything on the list catches your eye?

Scavenger Hunt: Easy mode

[It’s the noise coming from the watch on her wrist that has her lifting it to peer at the message, eyes wide as she reads the notification over.] ..A game? [This is mumbled softly underneath her breath, eyes glinting with intrigue.] Fun!

[If you are hanging out on the beach, you will see a blur as a tiny figure approaches you. It’s Sae, her face flushed red and wings spread out behind her. A friendly smile is sent your way as she raises her wrist, already tapping away on the holographic screen that flickers into view, the tts voice speaking minutes after.] Hi! Sorry to bother you. Was wondering if you want to help me out with something. It’s a scavenger hunt! Uh.. I have 24 hours to complete it. If not then those seagull-headed lifeguards will spank my ass! [The little hoarse laugh that she lets out would let the stranger know that she didn’t seem at all bothered by this.] I have a list of things I need to get done. [She angles the watch so the other person can see the list, eyes glinting curiously.] Any of these you would be willing to part with? Help a girl out!

Wildcard
( Want to do something else? Feel free to use the wildcard option here! My kink list is easily available on my profile if needed. For the optional smut prompt, it will be f/m and she is 18 yrs old, for those who want this information. If you need anything else feel free to pm me or you can add me on plurk @ lilbirdy. )

gallagher, hsr

[minitrue]

🍹 permissions + kinks

th[a]nks for the memories

even though [it's free real estate]

( Crashing waves and chattering gulls are a far cry from Penacony's Golden Hour, which is far more accustomed to the sounds of partying guests and puking, overstimulated locals. When he wakes, Gallagher thinks he's in a dream. Ironic, that. He knows what beaches are meant to be, but to arrive at one himself... Well, he'll be damned. He supposes there are still things in this world that can surprise him.

More surprising is his attire, or lack thereof. He rolls off his cot to find that his snug, well-tailored mixologist get-up has been replaced with an easy, breezy, beautiful robe. It's loose, but overly so. One stray gust could give his poor housemates an eyeful. And never mind the kicking — how is he supposed to kick the hell out of someone wearing this thing? He feels like a woman from an old Clockie film, someone ready to stand over a subway grate and let the wind have its way with him.

No one should be subjected to a sight like that.

At some point, he figures he'll get a chance at some real clothing once he gets outside and gets a look at his surroundings. It's gorgeous, don't get him wrong. The cloudless sky and rolling ocean is almost otherworldly to him... But he still needs pants. )

Hey, buddy. ( That's you. You're his buddy now — whether you're a housemate, a roaming guest, or a long-time resident. ) I don't suppose you know where a guy could get a decent outfit around here, do you?

my eyesight is going [b]ad

and this [party never stops]

( i.

Not to compare apples to oranges here, but this sunset sure beats the hell out of the Golden Hour's perpetual twilight. Imagine having a sun that moves, that actually indicates time. That's the appeal of Penacony — endless, timeless fun — but it's still neat to see all the colors of an ending day without hoping worlds in order to see it happen.

He could sit here and watch until the sky goes black, capture it in a memory bubble to have it at his side forever... Or he could just enjoy it as it is and then move on with his life, as he's wont to do.

Plus, the bar has drinks. He can't get himself a drink if he's staring up at the sky.

Still... If you'll allow him one more minute of wistful sighing and sungazing in your presence, he'd be eternally grateful.

ii.

When it comes time, he asks for Mango Star because he can imagine which notes he'd likely find within it. Something sweet, something melancholy, maybe something that reminds him of a distant, far home... Nope! It seems like drinks are done differently outside Penacony. It tastes good, but that's all it has going for it. No rush of memories, or deep, overwhelming emotions that push him to the brink of vulnerability. That's probably a good thing, considering, but he can't help but feel let down by the experience.

That is, until he catches a glimpse of someone familiar in his periphery, and he splashes towards them before the smart, logical side of his dogged mind can tell him otherwise. )

Old man? What the hell are you doing here?

( Convenient if you are indeed an old man. Otherwise, there's probably no reason for Gallagher to be approaching you like this, and with such conviction, too! Down, boy. )

get you out of those [c]lothes

one more night, one more [game of beaches]

( He gets the notification on his Watch and, well, that certainly is a challenge. Strangely specific, incredibly harsh, but a challenge nonetheless. It doesn't appear as if not participating is an option, either. He doesn't have much interest in becoming the 'king of the beach,' whatever that means, but losing also doesn't sound all that great.

He sighs. )

What kind of place is this? Even the sweet dream had a bit of decorum to it...

( As in, people back home at least gave the patina of class when they weren't being trashy on main, which was often.

Well, no way through but forward. He clears his throat. )

At the risk of sounding like a lecherous old man, ( which he clearly feels he's in danger of, ) how'd you feel about modeling for me? Nude. Per this Watch assignment.

( Were it not for the Watch, he would never! )

Rin Tohsaka | 8♣ | Current Character

[erbe]

✧ 1. POUND SAND

Hey, [calls out a voice, which is distinctly un-gull-like] leave them alone. They're guests, aren't they? You bother them anymore and I may have to file a complaint. You wouldn't want a Rank 8 to get upset, would you?

[The young woman, in a skimpy red bikini, closes in on the gaggle of gulls harassing the poor new, or low-rank character. In fact, to solidify her claim over them, Tohsaka loops her arm around their waist and gives the lifeguards a cold stare. One hand pushes a lock of her dark hair back over her shoulder before she addresses them once more.]

Or even better, I could just pluck all of your feathers one by one.

✧ 2. SANDY SCAVENGING: HARD MODE

Come one, come all! Have you ever been curious about your magical aptitude? Well dream no longer, for I — Rin Tohsaka, am here to test your potential! Please read the sign, and let me know if you have any questions.

[You come up to a little shack with a young woman in a bathing suit. She seems to have glasses on to make her look more intelligent, but... they have some heavy lifting to do considering the rest of her is just a high ponytail and a skimpy red bikini.

If you read the sign it explains that she comes from a 200yr old line of mages, and that "magical energy" settles in the bodily fluids connected to life. As such, today she'll be collecting samples of arousal fluids! After all: the normal volume varies from 1.5 to 5.0 milliliter per ejaculation which means a cup of cum is hard to come by (d'ohohoho). Willing to leave your sample? Certainly collecting her card and the standard payout for an encounter means any who agree won't leave empty handed either.]

✧ 3. SHOW OF STRENGTH

Is that it?

[Rin may not have a lot of weight to help her bust open a watermelon, but she has strength and a little reinforcement magic to help her along. She even insisted on the classic blindfold to make things more interesting! Still, she manages it on the first try (magic cheater), but when she hooks a thumb under the cloth to see again, she remembers something.]

Ah. This may have been a bad idea.

[What? The way the watermelon is splattered all across her ass and inner thighs? Or the fact that she distinctly remembers not seeing any other watermelons in the gardens other than Genya's?]

✧ 4. A MODEST REQUEST

[ooc: I am interested in other prompts like TUMBLING DOWN - and ending up in the CREATURE CAVE of Crane's Respite, BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE - with having Rin desperate to be bred, SWIM UP TO THE BAR: SEABERRY FLORADORA - to have her overcome with loneliness and be absolutely clingy, and DAYDREAM PARASOLS - by activating her suit. For any current characters I would also like to have her locked out of her room to enjoy the beach bum life, and would happily have her cling to them for a cool room instead of trying to share a bungalow (alternatively willing to have them be locked out together). However I would prefer to write custom starters for these. Reach me via PM if you'd like me to draft one.

FYI: Info, Prefs/Permissions, Kinklist | Self Indulgent Wishlist.]

03.

[minitrue]

( Sparing a lecture? That's new for him. Gallagher wonders if he should be honored by Sunday's rare lack of verbiage, or if he should be surprised by it. Maybe he's had a long day.

Haven't they all? )

Something like that. ( Speechless is a little far, but he's been admiring the sky for longer than he'd like to admit. ) Think this is something worth taking back home with us?

Sae | original

[experiment01]

🩱 TDM link here!! ⛱️

stelle/the trailblazer [crau] ♢ honkai star rail ♢ new

[starcinoma]

pound s[a]nd
stelle gets in a flex-off despite being woefully unequipped.

[ there's a bit of a disturbance on the beach - one the lifeguards have flocked to. nobody's drowning, and nobody's fighting. so what is it that's causing the commotion...?

getting close enough to see (a rough task with the mewing gulls all around) makes it clear: a challenge of strength has been issued. an impromptu flexoff. tickets to the gun show. a swolegull is striking poses, flexing and making shrill calls, and in front of him-

well. a silent, blank-faced woman is mirroring his poses, to the amazement and delight of the still-gathering crowd. what has caught their attention so? is it her toned, slender figure? the gold-lined scarring under her top? her audacity in merely issuing this challenge? or is she simply the first person to play along with a bunch of birds for this long?

she doesn't show any signs of stopping. this is getting stupid. please help her. ]

#just[b]unnythingz
stelle shoves a bunch of aphrodisiacs into her mouth at once.
cw: drugs/aphro, likely sex, possible dubcon

[ if there's one thing you need to know about stelle, it's this: free stuff is free stuff. that includes quest rewards. that includes garbage. and it absolutely, positively includes spiked food.

she has made a whole platter of delicacies, and she appears to be trying them one bite at a time mix-and-match style. her cheeks are red. she's shifting from foot to foot. some of the "food" may be rocks she picked up along the beach, and it looks like she's about to the point where she wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

approach her at your own peril, guests. she can't be held responsible for what happens at this point. ]

a bea[c]h and a fairytail
stelle looks a bit different in her dreams.
cw: possible sex, possible animalistic genitalia

[ wherever you've chosen to sit, it looks like stelle's beaten you to the punch: she is out by the time you take your seat. at least she's not the worst sleeper - she murmurs a few sounds, her lips stay faintly parted, and her feet shuffle in a way that doesn't look quite right on a human body, but there's no snoring or anything like that. just normal stuff. you know.

and then you arrive in the dreamscape, and a whole-ass fairy is waiting for you. she is easily six-foot-something. she has wings. there are flowers throughout her hair and tail, and little gold tips to her hooves. she looks up, her expression as calm as ever, and just asks- ]

First time?

wildcar[d]
ooc information

[ hey there, guests! stelle is being taken with crau from a previous smut game, sweet suite, which has changed... surprisingly little, past the third prompt. she will never recognize characters without express permission and is honestly just here to complete as many quests as is humanly possible. if you want a custom starter or just to ask things, feel free to ping at either beelzebae/nebellung on plurk or discord (whichever one appears online!).

also my only no is dental trauma so go wild.
also also she's wearing this in each of these.
also (x3) i'm playing her as a trans girl, which - given her own circumstances of "birth" - will really only affect smut threads in any meaningful way. more information can be provided at request. ]

02.

[wray]

[ Acquaintances is barely an appropriate word to describe what they are. They remain strangers who happen to end up underneath a parasol together, but at least the time spent has been pleasant enough. When their surroundings shift, however, Six is on guard almost immediately.

The blurred faces are unnerving, but it's nothing to worrisome. For now. ]

Is it? [ It doesn't seem that way to him, but maybe he's not paying close enough attention. ] You're not more concerned about the blurred faces?