【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
We are pleased to announce that several films have begun production in the resort! All guests are encouraged to participate as actors and crew during this time. Two highly anticipated blockbusters are part of the filming block and will have an opening night premiere at the newly renovated Hatchbox Theater.
We would also like to extend a gentle warning to all actors. New tabloids and journalists have snuck into the Peacock alongside production, so please be cautious of aggressive reporters. We would hate to see our beloved guests embroiled in public scandal.
Please look forward to your debut on the silver screen and all of the new artistic content soon available for your viewing pleasure! 】
HONEYWAGONS
A STAR'S WELCOME
ACTOR RESUME
WELLA WARBLER
Height: 4 inches Weight: 5 oz Age: 3 years (24 in bird years!) Eye color: black Hair color: yellow
TYPECAST & SUITABLE ROLES
• animal sidekick • emotional guide • damsel in distress
KINKS & FETISHES
• berry licking • mating dances • hardcore bdsm
SPECIAL SKILLS
• singing • flying fast • speed sudoku
COSTUME DEPARTMENT
GET INTO CHARACTER
GRAB A GIG
FIND YOUR BIG BREAK
LORD OF THE WINGS
AN EPIC (AND SEXY) JOURNEY
【 Once upon a time, in a magical land far, far away...
The Lord of the Wings, a massive dragon with no equal, demanded a bride tribute from all of the kingdoms across the continent. Every month each province was required to send their most beautiful men and women to become the dragon's next bride(s). Ever greedy, the dragon was not satisfied with having one bride. Not with twelve brides, nor two hundred brides. The dragon always demanded more. The number of hot people around to bang dwindled. Things were looking grim.
Soon, a group of brave warriors gathered to travel the lands and slay this dragon. They enjoyed adventures of fucking their way through sirens, fucking their way though the faeries, and fucking their way through the mage school and beastmen tribes. They reached the dragon's crystal lair where the dragon, who took beautiful humanoid form, approached them.
The dragon promised that if any warrior could satisfy them sexually, they would return all of the brides to their homes. Each warrior took a turn trying to satisfy the dragon — but only with their efforts combined in one massive orgy was the dragon finally satisfied.
All of the brides were released and the warriors moved into the crystal lair to live a loving polyamorous relationship with the dragon. All was well. The end. 】
STAR WARBLERS
A THRILLING (AND SEXY) SPACE OPERA
【 Once upon a time, in a galaxy, far away...
The Palm Warblers and the Pine Warblers, two different legions of the massive Warbler fleet, began to battle. Whenever their ships would meet in space they would fight with the winner taking prisoners of war. After one such battle, a captured Captain of the Palm Warbler legion held in prison met a Lieutenant of the Pine Warbler tribe. After some rivalry, the two fell deeply in love.
They had a ton of kinky prison sex. However, the two were not satisfied with fucking between prison bars. They wanted to properly marry. But how could they with their two legions at war?
They each gathered friends and more sex was had between all. More matches between the Palms and the Pines happened, leading to even more kinky space sex. Bolstered by friendship and newfound fetishes, they gripped their laser guns and seized the science lab where some important keystone gemstone was being examined and researched by space scientists. This stone was very important for the future breeding of the Warbler race.
By holding the lab hostage, the ship's Commander put down their weapons and handed over the keys. The Palm Captain and the Pine Lieutenant held hands as they steered the ship off to find a new planet where they could live in peace together. The war between the two tribes ended because of good sex. All was well. The end. 】
SHORT FILMS
THE GOLDEN PEACOCK SUPPORTS THE ARTS
【 Ladies and Gentlemen!
Peacock Productions is pleased to announce the following short erotic films. Actors interested in participating in filming are welcome to arrive on set to shoot at any time. Various accommodations are available depending upon actor comfort.
FILMS • ALIENS PROBED ME!
• ARRANGED MARRIAGE WEDDING NIGHT
• BIG TIDDY NUN NEEDS PUNISHING
• BIRD IN THE BUSH
• EXORCIST KIDNAPPED BY DEMON LOVER
• FELINE ATTRACTION
• GUARD TOPS MASTER IN BED
• HORNY NERD CREAMPIE
• HOT FOR TEACHER
• INCUBUS SEDUCES SLUTTY PRIEST
FILMS • JEALOUS SPOUSE DISCIPLINES LOVER
• LONELY TENTACLES WANT LOVE
• MAGES GONE WILD
• PIZZA DELIVERY BOY IS HOT
• PLANTS HUNGER FOR SEX
• SAMURAI PLEDGES AND SERVES
• THEY WERE BOTH BOTTOMS
• TOP ON TOP ACTION
• VAMPIRE’S AROUSING BITE
• VIRGIN’S FIRST TIME
• WHOLESOME COUPLE MAKING LOVE
• WOLFMAN TAKES A MATE
… and many, many, many more! We look forward to working with you. 】
▶ BLANKET CW: cameras; compulsion; costumes; dubcon; nudes; pornography; roleplaying; recording; sex tropes; stalking; video
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[Honestly, in theory it doesn't sound too difficult? Just shack up with the right people on a regular basis and collect those cards! Technically someone should be able to get it done in a couple months, if they went all nuts with the shagging. Life rarely works out so straightforwardly, though.
Doesn't mean he can't try! It does mean getting over his hangups, however. In this case it sucks to be a thousand-year-old virgin.]
It's sneaky like that, huh? Thanks for the heads up. I'll be sure to stay on guard for any deviousness they might throw my way.
[Given what trouble something as simple as skimpy clothes are giving him, he's not surprised.]
You can even go against them? [Color him slightly surprised!] That's something of a relief, I gotta admit - I'm... kinda new when it comes to these things, so I'm not sure what all I might find too much. It's good you're able to stay positive, though! That kind of attitude will take you far.
[It's what's helped him survive a rough life all this time, honestly. Of all the sorts of people he could've bumped into, this sort is always nice. Positivity breeds positivity, after all!]
You really are like a shining star among all the glitz and glamour of this place, I gotta say! Clothes have always been something of a luxury for me, so I'm looking forward to trying on all sorts of neat clothes!
[Eyebrows raising, Yato hums a bit at being gestured at.]
Any role, huh...? .....hmm. [He thinks for a few moments, then lights up.] I wanna be the hero who rescues the innocent maiden from the clutches of the evil villain! I'm not picky about the genre.
[ he thought he was going to act as a PA for some of these shoots and instead, here he is holding the same contract that aak had apparently signed. with seth more or less in a bind and fairly uncertain of the situation, isn't it easier for him to just stand there in feline solidarity and hope that he could also get off the hook?
so with the thiren hanging out behind the other assumed beast thiren, seth nods frantically. ]
Yeah! I thought it was a different movie too. There's no way that we both could've signed for the cat-based film. That's way too coincidental!
[ saying as he, the one with the big ass floofy tail and the tufted ears. ]
I was just asking, [the voice on the other side is most assuredly a woman's. Though it seems she's agitated, rebellious, and scratching at the partition to relieve some of that pent-up energy.]
Are you real, or just some hoax? I knew a priest before, and he was quite the sadistic freak.
[Is this on or off script? Perhaps the idea here is to present someone strong willed to gently coax into the fold using alternative means. Or maybe the taboo of a willful woman untamed is what finally pries a faithful priest from his devotion to the cloth?]
[Reno has been all dressed up for his role, supposed to play one of the brides that get "sacrificed" to the Dragon Lord. He has no idea who he will be playing against, but he likes the way he looks. His long red hair has been braided and adorned with flowers and jewels, eyes framed with black to make the turquoise of his irises pop and most of all is he dressed in a flowy, red dress that reveals more than it hides. With every step that he takes on his bare feet the fabric parts and reveals his long, slender legs almost up to his hip.
He gets ushered onto the set, without any further information, and he follows the way he is supposed to walk to finally face the Dragon Lord ... Which looks more than just familiar. He raises and eyebrow and a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips, but while others would probably bow to appease the dragon, Reno remains standing tall. Almost like a challenge does he raise his chin as their gazes meet.]
I think I'm more than just passable. I'll go as far as to say that none of your other brides can compare.
[How did the proud idol called Hiyori Tomoe end up being marched across the Lord of the Wings set in wedding-themed lingerie, you ask? Well, don't ask! He'd rather not talk about it, thanks! We'll get to that later if we must, but for now, just don't!
But anyway, that's what's happening. And after reading the script, he feels deathly afraid. His job, apparently, is to fail to satisfy the Dragon Lord, making way for the conclusion later where a whole bunch of warriors team up to satisfy him at once, which is just adding insult to injury. Why would the experience of being with him ever be unsatisfying? But even if his job was to satisfy him, he doesn't want to be offered to the Dragon Lord as a bride! He doesn't know who the Dragon Lord is, but that's still a no-go! Which is why, when the other cast members let go of him, he intends to turn and run right off the set!
... or at least that was the plan. But then he sees one very familiar figure standing amidst the smoke and lava (which are some very impressive special effects, he has to admit.) He almost doesn't recognize him at first; Bakugo's aura is more intense than he's ever seen it, eyes blazing like they could burn a hole right through him, and he blends into the scene so well that it's like he truly is part of this world. Like he was born for this role. Who would have thought he possessed that kind of acting talent?
Faced with such a formidable display, Hiyori forgets himself, his state of undress, and the whole questionable script. Forgets, even, that their last encounter was highly awkward and uncomfortable. As a performer, he can't help but want to match that energy. And as a result...
He throws the script away and gets in-character, too.]
Kill me?
[His lips twist downward, brows pinched into an incredulous expression.]
That's what you think brides are for?
[He looks and sounds offended. In truth, he is somewhat offended, since even if this is all some silly script and he looks admittedly ridiculous, he still doesn't like being talked down to. Not by a dragon lord, and especially not by his junior!]
If so, someone ought to give you the Talk! But then I don't know what I should've expected from such a young dragon lord. You haven't had your coming-of-age yet, have you? And your tail has yet to grow!
Hell if I know. I don't really bother with makeup.
[The young woman in his chair has her hair up in a tight bun. Her bangs clipped back with small snap barrettes, and her face is freshly washed. In the chair she's stripped down to a strapless bra and a pair of shorts. Clearly just modesty items meant to cover her while Haru's artistry is placed upon her.
A confused look creases at her brow as Rin grabs at a small note she left on the chair's armrest. It has her name and designated role she'll be playing for the next scene.]
[Well, the person he's trying to talk to right now is in a heated discussion with one of the people from the costume departments.
Yusuke is REFUSING to wear a wedding dress, no matter what they are trying to bribe him with. Miraculously, not even the offer of all the art supplies they can collect is working. He is going back and forth and demanding a kimono or he'll walk- this set is not the only one lacking "actors".
The argument stops when the costume designer spots Minato and runs up to him and grabs his hands, begging with tears in her eyes- Yusuke's harsh words about her ballgown wedding dress sting! You understand her vision, right?!
Yusuke just glares at the back of her head, unflinching. He's learned not to let this place toss him around as it pleases.]
If you want a dress to be worn, wear it yourself, [he huffs, and crosses his hands defiantly.]
[That's definitely an ayakashi in that bed! Natori glances over to gauge how likely it seems that he's about to get attacked (not particularly), but doesn't stop his searching.]
Haha, sorry for intruding. [Spoilers: he couldn't possibly sound less sorry.] Is this your place? I'll be on my way as soon as I can.
[Reno wishes he had better news for Zack, but unfortunately it's not the case. On the contrary; there are probably a few more things that he should tell him sooner rather than later.]
Yeah, no. Not kidding this time. The good news: these paparazzi are gonna vanish alongside all this here, whenever the resort thinks that things should go back to "normal", [He gestures the quotation marks, because what really can count as normal in this place?] However the whole sex thing stays. Apparently you turn to stone when you don't participate enough. Oh, and ... Didya get your tattoo yet?
[After all suit flares are also a thing. And those can happen thanks to the resort at all times, not just when they're not fucking around.
He watches Zack's reaction to determine how distraught the other already is, before he keeps dumping more things onto him. Like, who else is here ...]
[By this time, Yusuke is exhausted and almost half asleep on his legs. He's become the pure definition of being 'run ragged'. No, he's not here to be a scene partner, but to put artistic, REALISTIC, dragon make-up on whoever is sitting in the chair as they will be "ruling the scene".
He doesn't even catch her voice, or whatever she said or asked, just dumps several bags and cases of makeup on the vanity table next to her, and starts rolling up his sleeves.]
No blinking, no moving, no complaining, if you're allergic to body paints, you should leave and choose a different role, I am not discussing anything with anyone---
[---Yusuke continues to ramble off the rules he had to set up so he can get ANY work done. He looks... older. Hair a bit longer, in ponytail, wearing a button-up shirt that looks like it was neat, pressed, and without makeup stains 18 hours earlier.]
[ How Sanji let himself get talked into doing this remains unclear, even to him. One minute, he’s convincing the director to let him make the pizza, rather than relying on whatever comes out of the kitchens, and the next, they’re looking him over the sharp suit he’s got on and conscripting him for this stupid film.
They do still agree to let him make the pizza, though, so maybe it’s not a total waste of time. After hearing the familiar ruckus and glimpsing Luffy being ushered off towards set, he couldn’t just risk them giving his Captain something weird to eat.
The downside is, he’s stuck opposite reading lines, wincing at how wooden and basic they are. ]
Hey there, handsome, I ordered a pizza with, uh, extra sausage. [ Rolling his eyes, he checks the (almost empty) box of pizza and makes an exaggerated tsk sound. ] This pizza doesn’t even have sausage on it.
[ Shaking his head, he gives an exasperated look at the floating camera. ] Can’t believe the crap they expect us to read.
[ Good on Ivan for realizing Minato's got a knack for seeing straight through those types of facades... And even if he didn't, they wouldn't change how he treated the other person at all. ]
"Real nature"...?
[ Was this stranger from someplace that only had artificial trees? Minato stays crouched but looks up at the treetops with a small frown. He supposes this place was pretty picturesque, but the man's comment about the grass piques his curiosity. How different could blades of grass truly feel from one another? Each blade was always cool against skin and a little waxy to the touch, wasn't it? ]
I guess I've seen real grass and trees like this before, yeah.
[The only reason anyone would care about such a "scandal" is because it concerns a royalty card. "Affairs" and encounters in the dark are what this place runs on, after all. But the paparazzi need to make a buck somehow!
Silly though his dialogue was, he still acted his heart out. Which is why he gets somewhat huffy as the camera continues to focus on his butt, prompting her to make a butt joke. Not at her, mind you. He's mad, as always, at the indignity of it all!
Though given that he's had more upsetting things happen recently, well... he truthfully doesn't care too much. He just likes to kick up a fuss.]
Tell them that too, if you must! I don't care how many parts they lose.
[At least the cameraperson for this scene was an equal-opportunity lech. As Hiyori's scene partner responds to him, urging him to lay down his laser gun and choose peace, the camera shifts focus to zoom in on their butt. Then when Hiyori responds with the appropriate amount of suspicion ("You just want to claim the egg yourself and win eternal glory!"), the camera goes back to his butt! It's a confrontation between two butts!
So, for as much as Hiyori likes admiring himself, he's done watching for now. He'll talk to his moviegoing date! Even if it's bad manners to talk in a movie theater, he doesn't care much!]
What was your film like? Surely they wouldn't cast someone like you as just an extra, would they?
Dressed in earthy tones— deep brown trouser and boots, dark green tunic and an even darker cloak, only a hint of silver ringmail and the pommel of the sword he won’t use glinting in the sparse light— he looks like he belongs in the forest, even if he’s nowhere near the knight or prince he’d like to imagine himself to be. The whole set should fill him with a sense of awe— it’s inspired, really— but the initial sense of amazement fades, tempered by months of experience with this shitty place and constant exposure to the highest heights of luxury that it can offer.
It leaves him weary. The House always has something planned. It’s often transparent, but sometimes, it’s sneaky and subtle.
He’s wandering deeper into the forest, slowly letting himself sink into the fantasy of this place, when he hears Uta’s sneeze. Sanji’s sense of rightness won’t let him ignore even something as simple as that, not when they’re already caught up in one of the House’s schemes.
“Hey,” he waves at her as he rounds the top of a hill, an easy, warm smile on his face that spreads just the tiniest bit wider once he catches a glimpse of her. “You o— I mean, uh, are you well, my lady?”
Look, if they’re going to be filmed while this happens, he might as well try and lean in to the part of the dashing hero that fearlessly checks on anyone that shows even a hint of distress.
[Akira is not on set to be an actor. he is not here for his big breakthrough, or to have his name and face immortalized on the big screen for decades to come. no, Akira is here. . .]
[. . . to hand Haru a bottle of water, his features perfectly stony, light catching his lenses to make his features completely unreadable. being "perfectly average" as he is means most of the casting managers have passed him up for any kind of role in their soon-to-be hit films. but the crew managers seem to be short on production assistants, so. . .! why not grab the helping hands of the guy who just doesn't fit their ~artistic vision~?]
Well then, Beauty Warrior.
[his words are DECEPTIVELY even]
I think it might be time for you to take a break.
[translation: if you want an escape I know how to get you out of here, and fast.]
costume mishap; totally cool with either nsfw or gen!!
[but the moment Scott calls attention to what lies beneath that yellow underwear. . . Akira's gaze immediately dips downward. buuuuut at least he instantly realizes what he is doing and yanks his eyes up quickly, features nonchalant and stony, perfectly impossible to read]
[ Two weeks isn't a very long time, all things considered. But it sure is a long time for anyone to go without knowing what had happened to a friend. ]
...do you feel any different?
[ Apparently Kotone had been at the Golden Peacock in the past, but she didn't return with her memories intact. It seems Red doesn't have that problem though.
Minato casts a quick glance at the rest of the crowd before tugging a bit on Red's sleeve. ]
[ oh crap, it's that cantankerous pipsqueak from the basement a while back. though luckily for aurelia, ishmael isn't fully herself right now, so any animosity she has for the shorter woman will be more muted as usual as ishmael takes closer steps towards her. ]
Of course, milady.
[ she even curtsies. crazy.
as aurelia correctly surmises, ishmael follows her to the makeup department, tilting her head questioningly once they've arrived. ]
Do you... need help with your hair and makeup, milady?
The village I grew up in didn't have much in means of... anything, really. So my brother and I had to learn to live frugally. But as the local priest, and thus one of the main sources of hope for the village, my brother resolved to live "honorably poor," as he would call it. Which often meant spending what little money we had on practical but functionally useless things... instead of balancing the budget properly.
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