【 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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▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort!
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( truthfully, reira had said those words without a clear view of who she might have been saying them to. she had always been rather reckless with her words and actions, often causing damage without realizing what she had done. when she finally saw who was sitting in that specific seat, it took her a moment to recognize the petite vampire before she looked at them with a bit of a nervous expression.
she had pounced on reira without any hesitation earlier— would it be the same here? yet she did make a rather big promise with those flirtatious words of hers. so she simply sat down on the bed and smiled softly before adjusting herself as best as possible given her rather stiff and long dress. )
Right, of course.
( and given the kinds of films they'd soon be indulging in, that blush on aurelia would soon be matched by one of reira's. )
Um....you aren't going to try and bite me again are you?
( it was truly her day wasn't it? she wasn't quite sure how or what to make of this situation, but the moment aurelia's lips were blowing soft cool air against her, she was left trembling and nearly whimpering from just how arousing that actually felt. she would never admit unfortunately, but that was certainly a very sensitive spot for her.
still, there was a more pressing matter at hand. so although she was a bit stunned by all of this and it was clear the other might have been influenced by her own suit activating, she spun around a bit and began to swat at the other. )
No I don't want to be! There's nothing sexy about vampires.....at least I don't know. Actually....no I have no idea but can you please get off of me?
( despite being the taller one here, reira was unfortunately very physically weak. there was simply no way she'd be able to pry the other off of herself that easily. )
[Once his arms are up Hiyori's able to pull the vest halfway off, trusting Yato to do the rest. Was this really the part that was giving the boy trouble? Maybe it was just the pants? Hiyori didn't really notice which piece(s) he was struggling to take off, since he was too absorbed in his little one-man show.
As for Yato saying he just got here, well. That makes some things click into place, and it also increases his sympathy tenfold. He realizes it is about time for the resort to bring in a fresh batch of kidnapping victims.]
I hate to say it, but this is honestly tame by the resort's standards.
[He speaks the words somewhat grimly. It brings him no joy to bear bad news, particularly while he's in "idol model" thanks to the costume. An idol's job is to make people smile and raise their spirits up—not to depress them with dreary information about how unpleasant their life is about to become.]
If you haven't seen what I mean yet, you will soon. You do know the "52" rules, right?
( it would be a blessing if the whole ""movie"" affair was over. this is not the way sylus would've wanted to be introduced to someplace new, but there's not much he can do about it at this point except continue to roll with the punches ( ??? ) and gather intel along the way. he's meeting new people in... interesting ways. he can't complain too much; it isn't boring.
still, this isn't how he wants to spend his time and it's nothing against his current partner in crime. he's kind of getting the vibe that he doesn't want to be doing this either. sylus glances over when the other man speaks up and looks down toward the swag bag. he'd never even looked at his and it's currently on the floor by his feet. somehow it's not surprising to see a sex toy in there. he murmurs a low, exasperated sound and does his literal best to not rub at his temples for the millionth time since he arrived. instead, he lets his lips curve into a sharp smile and one brow lifts slightly into an arch. )
Considering that some of these people couldn't act their way into a porno...
( he trails off leaving it at that — and, yes, that's meant to be an insult to some people — and leans down to pick up his own bag which immediately gets offered to kaveh. )
( Zoro has just learned today what a movie is, and while he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that this is a thing that exists, the concept of filming one is much easier for him to understand: he gets to watch. )
sounds fun. do you have a camera?
( Because if not, he supposes he'll go find one to borrow from one of those movie sets that have popped up... )
[When it becomes apparent the garment is no longer a literal sticking point, he shucks the thing off, hurling it into a corner of the room with an irritated huff. That's one piece down, too damn many more to go... While they talk, he starts fiddling with the belt to the chaps, hoping to have better luck with them.
It's embarrassing to admit you haven't got a clue how things work, but everybody has to start somewhere, right?]
Seriously? Man, I hate to think what else they've got up their sleeves...
[He seems a touch incredulous, but mostly resigned by this point. Yato's gotten a taste of the resort now, and it's become apparent that this is his life for the foreseeable future. Which... isn't terrible by most standards? It's definitely awkward and kinda galling, but beats being eaten by ayakashi.]
Yeah, I read up on them on this thing-- [He shakes the wrist with the Watch on it, frowning.] At least there's an out, even if it requires a whole of... uh... intimate relations.
[ Red is a little sour, dressed in her own rather skimpy rope and scoping out the area around her own trailer. Yeah, this place is about the same as she remembered it. ]
Gives me the creeps to see them hanging around more than anything.
[There wasn't any value in being a prize for the director. His disdain, while offensive, had been her initial goal. People who were fixated on looks should glance over her and leave her to her business and interests. The resort, as far as she had experienced it, refused to simply let her serve as background components.]
[Insidious thoughts slide in, though, like... doesn't it feel nice to have someone comb her hair? To apologize for any pain caused, no matter how minor? Doesn't it feel good to be cute? Doesn't it feel good for a person to call her cute?]
[Embarrassingly, her head tilts a bit as the hand pulls away from the final touches. She was used to the sensation now. While she still struggled with many of the baser desires the aphrodisiacs bloomed in her, simply having her hair touched was easy.]
Um. [Her hands raise up a bit in her lap, a habit from usually signing to communicate things. She puts them back down remembering she can speak now if she wants. She can communicate her desires if she wants. She simply has to overcome the shame associated with those desires.]
... thank you. You did very well, it wasn't painful.
[ while zagreus isn’t beside himself with remorse, callisto does seem to accept the apology for now. sort of. or rather, he crosses his arms over his chest and waves his hand in response. even if the words to come aren’t the least bit charitable. ]
If apologies were enough to remedy this, then surely no one would need the roya— office torture chambers. [ where are the directors to give them… direction. the staff being decidedly disinterested in completing their jobs aside, callisto (unfortunately) continues.
or tries to. ] Must I tell you that, as well? It looks like you are sorely in need of some reeducation. [ sorry…
[ Other guests might put up a bigger fight over suddenly getting whisked from their suite to one of the honeywagons. Or at the very least, those with perfectly comfortable quarters might be a little displeased. These trailers were probably way nicer than the lower rank suites...
It doesn't really matter to Minato where he rests his head. If the resort wants to temporarily move him into one of the trailers, that's cool too. So here he is, napping away in his pajamas, except, there's someone in his shared trailer... shrieking? Ow.
He rolls over in his bed and blinks blearily at the screaming girl. Minato lets out a yawn, sits up, and pushes the covers off him to see what's up. Following her gaze reveals -- oh. Oh that's a person. That's a person with a chicken-head for a head.
Minato makes a thoughtful sound before sliding out of bed, meandering to the window and drawing the curtains shut. There. No more chicken-heads.
And then he's wandering back to his bed, sliding under the covers again to get more shut-eye. Good night. ]
[As someone who is normally a background character in most humans' lives, coming here has been one hell of a change for Yato, too. People can actually see him without him having to put in the effort, the resort's workers latch onto him like barnacles, determined to get him to play his part in their grand play. He's actually a bit bothered by how much attention he's gotten.
But instead of fighting it too much, he's decided to at least try to fulfill his duty and goal as a God of Fortune and Happiness by helping those who are also struggling. Even if that means simply doing a good job at their makeup and hair. Every little bit helps, right?
He can't help noticing her head following his hand, and after a moment's hesitation, he pats her head again, gently. He, too, is someone starved for affection, though he tries to hide it as best he can. (He does a poor job, though.)]
Mmm? [His smile grows wider as she starts to speak, and he leans in just in case she's the sort who has trouble speaking up. He's known people like that, too. Shy folks or ones who were just so nervous that communicating was difficult. Though at her praise, he lights up, nodding happily.]
You're more than welcome! I'm glad I didn't make the process any more of a hassle than it had to be. You look very nice, by the way.
[Which is true: she has a cute, charming appeal that's much easier to see now that her hair is bit more under control.]
[ Some patience is required as Ferdinand tries to figure out how to use the messaging board. They just have ink and quills where he's from, maybe movable type. ]
I promise that I did not write that. My love of tea is purely platonic.
[ let's have one thing straight here: manuela is, and has always been, a consummate professional. she did not reach her level of stardom and notoriety simply for her looks; for as much as she sparkled, she had the talent, both raw and meticulously honed, to back up every accolade she ever received.
a role like this, however embarrassing in its implication, is so easy it's laughable. it should have been a breeze.
but just as she was recovering from the curveball of finding a familiar face as her unwitting scene partner, he delivers her another one with a performance so earnest it honestly has manuela second-guessing who the seasoned actor was between the two of them.
the editors will find they'll have a lot more work to do to trim this scene into something properly presentable, because once again manuela is left mildly speechless, lapsing into a silence far too long to be appropriate for the scene. the way she briefly glances towards the cameraman, as if seeking his help to determine how to navigate such a declaration, will most definitely have to be cut out too. ]
Y-es, well...
[ she swallows thickly. bold declaration aside, the sight of the young man in so little clothing (she is far too used to seeing him done up like the noble he is; even during the war, he had taken pains to still look his very best, and that most certainly involved far more layers than this) that were as flattering to his musculature as it was distracting to her senses. ]
All the same. [ eventually, thankfully, she finds her footing again. she readjusts her position, lifting her arms to cross under her busy in an effort to look unyielding... while also purposefully drawing attention to the way her lacy bra can be seen under the open collar of her shirt. ] It's easy to say these things. It's another thing to truly mean them.
[ this is the part where she is meant to be so suggestive, so brazen, there would be no room left for confusion. grope at her breasts, pull up her skirt, tell him to undo his pants and draw out his cock, anything like that. the scene isn't meant to be a complicated thing; the premise is merely here for a backdrop, not actual motivation. the fucking was the focus here.
and yet...
and yet. there is a small, greedy part of manuela that thinks, now that she's got him here... not that she's got anyone here, clearly ready to spill sonnets (however bad at poetry he might actually be) about their devotion, how could she resist? yes, it's all just for a scene... but even actors can let themselves get lost in the illusions. ]
Why don't you tell me... exactly how you would give me your all.
[ Red is still getting her head screwed on straight after waking up after a couple weeks of being... what? Asleep? She has no idea. But she's been shoved into this as an interesting contrast with Ishmael; she's the hapless young P.E. instructor who's being caught up in the schoolgirl's experimentation, apparently. Her costume is the usual tracksuit... sort of. It's been left unzipped to show off a very tight undershirt that seems just a little too small and that shows off a glimpse of her belly button (and abs) and has a plunging neckline.
Funny how that works. ]
Forget that, I wanted to see if you were OK after-
[ The last time they'd really talked had been in those tunnels, after all. ]
[ That pregnant pause, the moment that hangs between them, makes Ferdinand think he's done something wrong at first. It's unthinkable to him that he could make Manuela — Manuela, of all people — even the slightest bit nervous, so the thought doesn't even cross his mind. Clearly, she's trying to figure out how to handle his amateurish acting.
That moment of hesitation, however, proves to be rife with distraction for him. She shifts in her seat, graceful and composed despite it all. Each movement draws his gaze to her legs or her chest while every word she says draws it right back to her lips. His heart races with anticipation, unsure how she'll respond.
And respond she does, with a challenge that makes his heart skip a beat. His words have a history of being clumsy and making the wrong point, all because he tries to be too clever with them. And the character he's playing is supposed to be a bit on the less thoughtful side. So, surely that means he should just speak plainly, yes? ]
I... think I have a few ideas.
[ There's a brief moment of hesitation, and Ferdinand's gaze darts toward the camera, as though hoping for some divine intervention, for the goddess to grant him the wisdom to find the right words and the courage to say them. But as his focus turns back to her, he finds himself drawn to every inch of her, and a hunger starts to build not in his belly, but somewhere much lower. ]
If you can give me some private lessons, then... I could show you what I've learned, every day after class.
[ He swallows hard, stepping closer. He almost feels ashamed of the way the fabric of his pants has started to tent, making it obvious that he's already starting to have a physical reaction to the mere premise, but he pushes the thought from his mind. Perhaps if he doesn't think about it, neither will she. ]
And we could keep going... until you are satisfied.
[ Oh, how his cheeks burn from his own words. Still, he tries to keep his gaze warm and gentle, hoping that Manuela doesn't think less of him for being so... so rakish. The doubt is enough that he's able to bring himself to break character for a second. ]
Tea is many things for me. I can enjoy it to relax by myself, or I can share it with others. No matter how hard a day has been, I can always look forward to enjoying it.
I still would not say that I have a "fetish" for it.
I suppose it depends on my opponent. I've practiced with all weapons, [literally all?] but I admit that the bow is my weakest. If I was to choose for a sincere fight where I have to give my best, sword or spear.
(ooc: Feel free to amend any of the prompts below for gen/nonsmut CR with stagehands, paparazzi photos, etc. Clara is open to partners of all genders and ages with her info/permissions post here!)
I. Cursed Costume of the Ghost Bride (cw: marriage, possible ghost bride noncon)
[Clara is not having a great day. As someone who purposeful neglects her appearance the glitz and glamor of this movie rush is irritating. She had woken up, moved again, much like the last time, and her hair had been styled much too much like when she was young. She was actually eager to change clothes into some sort of costume in order to get away from resembling her younger self. The costumes may be revealing but the way she was dressed before felt emotionally revealing.]
[In the costume room, though, she finds a piece that tugs at her undead heart. A wedding dress dyed in black with only the faintest traces of white still visible. The lace tinged with age but intricately and lovingly embroidered. Some bits were frayed at the edges but the main dress was intact, refusing to be damaged until it had fulfilled its purpose. Before she can even think too much about it, Clara has taken the dress for herself.]
[A bride who, for some reason, was never able to walk down the aisle and make it to her wedding night. The spirit settles in solidly when the black veil dons her head. Either in the costume room or on one of the sets, she is now as much of an apparition as the ones she used to deal with.]
You promised me. [a soft voice laced with sadness, malice, and desire. Clara isn't that good an actor.] You promised...
II. Office Space (Plus ADR Disasters) (cw: toxic workplace, played possible dubcon, femdom, possible derogatory language)
["You can't speak? That's not a problem, we've got dubbing software for that."]
[Clara had thought it would be a foolproof excuse. Instead, she's still been dressed up in a pencil skirt, stockings, blouse, and vest. The script isn't clear at all about what she's supposed to be or even what this company's job is. She had at most caught that it was a scene set in an office before the script was pulled out of her hands and handed over to the actress who would be doing her voice lines for the scene.]
[The actors are ushered into place, a scene late at night where they are the only two workers left in the office. Right, so, she's supposed to approach the other person and,]
"Did you think I would ignore that move today? Standing out so brazenly in front of the visiting director..."
[Clara blinks, startled. Oh. So, this was the kind of character she was playing? It's amazing the take can keep going with the contrast between the sultry actress voice-over and Clara's expression but... again, the plot is not the point of these films.]
"I think you need a reminder of who is in charge here."
III. Vampire's Arousing Bite (cw: trauma, blood, see note below)
[This is a macroaggression, not a microaggression.]
[Is she supposed to be grateful that the director didn't cast her as a vampire? Is she supposed to laugh and think what a good cover to be cast as the naive waif in the vampire's castle? This is, as the youth would say, bullshit. At least there's only one scene she needs to carry the candelabra and feel stressed about the flames flickering so close to her face.]
[Certainly there were kindred who lived in old, storied castles like this but they were just as likely to be at a hospital. A bookshop. A batting range after dark. It's all so ridiculous. And maybe some vampires were stupid enough to be fond of a particular drink but this torrid, trashy, erotic love story was really too much. At least she didn't have to say anything. The poor one stuck as a vampire could handle most of the dialogue.]
(ooc: note for this prompt in particular! Clara has trauma related to being bitten so anyone playing the vampire role straight may get hit or deal with her reaction. If anyone successfully bites her and consumes some of her blood they may start to feel heightened feelings/being drawn to Clara as part of a forming Blood Bond)
IV. Minor Movies (or wildcard) [The following are basic concepts that may require more communication to flesh out the start for! Feel free to tag in writing something or contact me to figure out how we want it to play out. Also feel free to PM or reach out at slothplaying if you'd prefer to do something with a premiere, for example, since I didn't write a prompt for it.]
[a. Forbidden adopted family romance, in which a waif of some sort is brought into a prestigious family and then whoops they grew up Attractive.] [b. Snow White & Evil Queen, in which two characters are highly envious of each other's looks/purity/power and can result in banging it out, weird voyeurism kink, etc] [c. Lamb & Predator, in which we get furry with it.] [d. omegaverse, in which this is less of a serious suggestion and more of a joke about how I'm always willing to brainstorm a thread for it.]
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