Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Model Behavior | Private

Tracey took a longer shower than the man. he had not meant to, but he felt strangely unclean. Though, really, it was just in comparison to the man he was now staying with. He did not want to look dirty or anything for him, so he made sure every nook and cranny was properly cleansed and he felt so much better as he left the bathroom too. He took in a deep breath before the scents flooded his nose. Mm... he purred gently, taking a few steps toward the source before he perked up instantly. Ren was cooking ... and he looked ... oh Gosh! SO good! Quickly turning on his heel, he rushed into his room, rummaging for a few moments to find his camera. He lifted the quite expensive one - though obviously not the most expensive out there - and rushed back to the kitchen. he calmed his steps when he got closer, not really wanting the other man to know he was there. Standing a few feet away, just barely hidden by the corner of the wall, the camera clicked only twice and the towel-clad man smiled to himself. Perfect. he whispered before turning a faint pink as he looked at the man. Sorry ... I know you said the weekend but ... Really, you looked too good. He justified, fidgeting with the strap on his camera. he was not sure if the other was mad and so he just stayed where he was, not really caring about his half-naked status right now. He just wanted to hear whether or not the man was pissed before he did anything else. Or if he should get ready to pack up.
Thread: Model Behavior | Private

Luckily the camera caught him before he realized Tracey was there, because at the sound of it, along with the voice, he jumped, sending the pancake he was trying to flip airborn. He turned just in time for it to smack him in the face. It stayed there, glued crooked to the side of his forehead, and for a moment he looked quite comical. Of course, as color rose to his face, it might not have been in Tracey's best interest to laugh. He peeled the hot cake from his face and tossed it, steaming as he turned the burner off wordlessly. When he finally turned back to Tracey, he seemed to have calmed down a bit, but it was a bit eerie as he slowly closed the distance between them. New rules, if I'm handling something hot, or doing anything else potentially dangerous, don't sneak up on me. He said as he snagged the camera and looked it over. You use this old thing? He asked, as he toyed with the settings a bit, careful to leave everything as he'd found it when he handed it back. Come have a seat, breakfast is ready. He grinned slyly, having found a lovely punishment for the surprise shot. I think if you can photograph in a towel, you can certainly have breakfast that way. Sit. He said motioning to the table as he moved to dish plates.
Thread: Model Behavior | Private

The man went wide-eyed when the pancake hit him in the face, gasping as he stared at the man, utterly frozen. He really, really was tempted to take another photo, but figured a photograph would not be worth his life. He remained right where he was, watching as he came closer and his breath caught in his throat. Shit. Shit. SHIT! He closed his eyes, relaxing when the camera was taken from his hands to be examined by the other. He nodded. I like it. he admitted, smiling lightly. There's something to be said for developing your own film. He added and then took the camera back when the mention of breakfast was made. He nodded, blushing faintly while he made his way toward the table. he placed his camera on the counter, not wanting to risk it getting messy. Just as he was heading back to his seat, he stopped and turned to the male that had a bit of pancake gunk in his hair. Chewing his bottom lip for a moment, he reached forward, gently pulling the goop out of his hair with a very soft, Sorry before he moved to sit on the chair. He shivered a little, chair cool to his rump. He scooted to the table, beginning to butter up the pancakes, too scared to look over at the gorgeous man right now.
Thread: Shadow Dance {Pretty and Fades}

It didn't take long for her to regain her composure after Maldoror left her. That was one good thing about her, she bounced back quickly, no matter what. She took a deep breath and pushed herself away from the crystalline door and walked to the enter of the large antechamber, walking in a circle as she looked around in amazement. Everything was so beautiful! The carpets covering the marble floors were a deep, rich crimson and colorful tapestries hung along the walls, though as she looked at one closer, she saw that it depicted a bloody battlefield scene, the ground strewn with bodies and one man, a Sciomancer obviously, standing triumphant over them all, his Voidstaff raised in joyous celebration of his victory. Aislyn shuddered and turned away from the tapestry, refusing to take a closer look at any of the others. She realized suddenly that with Maldoror gone, she had no idea where to go from here. She supposed that she should report to the guildmaster, Mazzion, but she had no idea where to find his offices! And there was no one around that she might ask. The halls seemed deserted, shadows lengthening along the walls as darkness overthrew the day. She shuddered again, wrapping her arms around herself and staring aimlessly down the many hallways. She felt very alone right then, more alone that she had felt over the past few days while she traveled. She wished Maldoror had not left her, even if he was a Consanguine. He had been kind. She was sure that if he had not been in such a hurry, he would have shown her the way to Sir Mazzion's office. A voice called out behind her, and for one blessed moment, Aislyn thought that Maldoror had come back for her, but the voice was colder than his, an edge of steel to a deep, rumbling voice. She turned and stared wide-eyed at the man now approaching her, a monster of a spear leveled to the ground, but pointing ominously at her. Aislyn had always had a dislike for blade weapons. They made her nervous, and the blade carried by this man made her knees weak. Whether it was the weapon, or the man who wielded it she wasn't entirely certain. Her eyes flickered between the two as he approached her, only half listening to what he said, but what she did hear made her bristle indignantly. Her eyes snapped up to his, dark blue meeting clear gray. The fact that he had read her letter hurt a bit, like she was the butt of a bad joke. How many others had read her desperate pleas to Mazzion? She drew herself up, holding her staff defensively in front of her. I came to learn, she told him, though she wasn't all that proud to note that her voice shook. She cleared her throat and continued. If you'll direct me to Sir Mazzion's office, I have business with him. She put emphasis on the last, meaning to say that she was done talking to this rude man. However correct about her situation he may be.
Thread: Tentacles in a Red Dress (Fiye+Erikoa)

Ella Fitzgen was just your average schoolgirl working hard to get into the university of her dreams. It had been a month since she registered and her audition was coming up soon, leaving Ella with no time to waste. She rushed through the halls of her high school, trying to reach her locker quickly so she could start heading home as soon as possible since it was beginning to get dark. She reached her locker and pulled out a light jacket to cover her uniform and her bag to carry the books she needed for tonight's homework. She closed her locker and rushed out into the chilly early evening, swiftly walking home. The streets lights flickered on one after another as she made her way. However, she was never expected what had been awaiting her just around the corner...
Thread: Tentacles in a Red Dress (Fiye+Erikoa)

A rather lovely woman, standing outside the corner. Taking a deep breath, her black eyes taking in the sights of the night, until finally, something had arrived. Someone, she found delightful enough to possibly take up. Oh, how she licked her lips in delight, as she moved towards the young senior student. Good evening, She announced her own presence. Moving in closer still, holding out a hand, wanting to greet the girl in a polite manner. Not wanting to scare her off, You look like you're in a hurry, do you a ride there, by chance?
Thread: Tentacles in a Red Dress (Fiye+Erikoa)

Ella stopped in her tracks as she saw a woman greet her and ask if she needed a ride. All her life she was told never to accept rides from strangers. She took a step back, a little unsure of this person. Noticing her hand was out, Ella, not wanting to be really rude, carefully reached her own hand to shake in greeting. Um... Well, I'd be fine walking home. It's just a few more blocks away. She said almost a bit cautiously, not wanting to offend this stunning woman but also not sure if she could trust this stranger or not.
Thread: Tentacles in a Red Dress (Fiye+Erikoa)

It would almost have been a perfect chance. A small frown on her lips, looking rather unpleased by the girl's decision to turn away the free ride. Is... is there a reason why you don't want a ride to your home? The woman asked, stuttering, rather scared at the girl's reaction. Perhaps... did she know? She couldn't! This was a near-perfect disguise! Oh, perhaps she should remain calm for a bit longer. Perhaps... she prefers walking, or something rather odd.
Thread: Tentacles in a Red Dress (Fiye+Erikoa)

Ella's eyebrows creased inward a bit, noticing this woman's reaction but then shook it off as nothing much. I was always told not to accept rides from strangers. She said, always having been the good girl that she was. She always did what she was told since she was a child and was always praised for being such an obedient and studious girl. It had never occurred to her to chance random chances throughout her life. It also never really occurred to her that danger could come from any where, including someone who seemed to mean no harm.
Thread: The Fast and the Fucked (Closed for Forever Unbreakable)

Syl gave a little snarl as he yanked the bottle of booze from Angel's hand and tossed it into the nearest trashcan. He gave her an angry look, but didn't say anything as she gave him one of those cute little innocent, 'FUCK ME!' Smiles that he hated so much. He figured giving her the cold shoulder was the best thing to do, right now, at least until after the race. Doing anything weird right now while so much attention was focused on him was certainly not a good idea. Tonight was important too. The brass wanted a crack at some of the top shots that were here and there was quite an elaborate scheme to get him the track phone that he would dial and trash into a garbage can after he won or lost the race. It would give the uniform's a location and the brass would try to put together a task force to catch all the head honcho's in one fell swoop. Even though they were high above the racers on the eleventh floor of the nearby hotel, partying their asses off, they'd still be easy prey if only Syl could give them the time and place when they'd be on the street and easy to catch. After sliding into his car, Syl gave a short little prayer that he would win and Angel wouldn't get hurt. She always drove too hard, with everything to prove since she was both young and female. It pissed him off, and the other drivers too, when she took chances that she really shouldn't. Whatever, he decided to concentrate on the road and his own life then that little sluts. Three... Two... One! The roar of engines was deafening as the cars peeled out of their spots. Syl got a good jump, but a glance across showed that Angel had as well. Fuck it. He tapped the breaks and then jammed the accelerator while turning the wheel and began squealing around the first turn. He took it perfectly, Angel, not as much. He got a little ground on her and when he looked back he could barely see her after using a burst of his precious nas. Most people waited until they end to use all of theirs, but the way Syl figured was that if he could get a quick lead and be able to turn cleanly he would have all the lead he needed down the home stretch. With or without the nas. Plus, right now getting that damn phone was more important then anything. He opened the sun roof and took a deep breath. Up ahead was an extremely low tunnel, and a 'city' team was repainting the sign above. As he drove under a phone would simply fall into the seat next to him. It did. The rest of the race was a blur, but he won. Even with all of Angel's crazy antics which included bumping him several times and nearly killing the both of them. Before anyone could get near his still squealing car he tossed the dialed phone through the smoke and into the trash bin. Then he jumped onto the roof of his car and raised his fists high into the air.
Thread: The Fast and the Fucked (Closed for Forever Unbreakable)

She couldn't believe he fell for it, no she could believe he fell for it after all he loved her and cared for her to much to not know he was gonna be on the brink of death. Smirking as she heard him come in she looked at the guys and waited for the time to attack, she was no part of it but she was the one who planned it, her mind reeled knowing just how badly he was going to be pissed after but he should have known not to fuck around with her, and not to blow his fucking cover. Hearing him panting and groaning from all the pain she smirked, having him on the floor was very fun and now it would be even more fun, she leaned down and whispered what she wanted then they all bolted, by the time the cops got there she was most likely out of the state since the whole police force was going for the boss. She still couldn't believe he fell for it and after so long of not seeing him getting revenge she smirked, she hadn't seen him but she had heard he was back, with a different car but everyone knew he wouldn't touch her, or at least that's what they thought. Closing her eyes she leaned her head to the side as she felt the guy sucking at her neck, her hands gripped at his shirt and she whimpered a little, she was sixteen now and it had been about a year or two since they saw each other, she hadn't seen him but she had a feeling he had tracked her down. Pushing the guy around she hissed lowly, her car had been impounded but the boss had given her a totally new one, a nice mustang that she was very proud of, it was her baby and she never raced it this mustang was her pride and joy. If Syl ever came around he would know right away it was her, the mustang black with a red and silver dragon entwining on the side, and a silver heart with a red sword going through it on the hood, the windows were a very tinted black and it made a little purring sound when started but when it went off it was like a roar of a dragon. Hearing that Syl was planning to come tonight she got a slightly scared look in her eyes, she would have to watch herself and also make sure she didn't get alone with him. She knew he would probably have a gun and she also knew that he would probably want to fuck her up badly, she had done cops in before but they were smart enough not to come back after her. She was in the biggest gang around and much more she was in the gang with one of the most dangerous and smart bosses around, if she was caught with the cop she would be dead, growling lowly she checked her cell but not texts, she told everyone to look out for the guy and she hoped they would text her before he had her in his grasp.
Thread: Learning to Love

Shouting filled her ears as Rose Harvey stood up from behind her desk. Things are not supposed to be like this... she thought to herself as she glanced round at her students before her. Straightening out the soft green dress she chose to wear today Rose thought back to having only finished her training as a teacher a couple of months ago, and being more than pleased to have managed to land such a prestigious job in such a short period of time. At the beginning Rose had felt that she had all the luck in the world landing a job such as this, but a few days of teaching had quickly changed her opinion that. Please class... Just calm down and get to work... Her voice tried to implore them as Roses hazel eyes surveyed the chaos going on around her. Its not like Im asking for a miracle Her soft voice whispered to herself. I just want my class to sit down and do some form of educational work... Movement in the corner of her eye forced Rose to flick her head towards that direction, her shoulder length brunette hair whipping round at the same time to what caused her to move. No! Dont draw on her arm! If you want to draw then do it on some paper! Despair had filled her voice as she tried to get the students to listen. Why is it like this? Im an adult... They should be listening to their elders! The voice inside her head cried as she glanced once more to the children around her. Someone please help me... she whispered to herself yet again. Life just seemed to be unfair at the moment and with these problems who did she have to turn to to help her?
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

Rin gave a sigh as she looked down the hall towards her current boyfriend. She gave a soft smile as she waved at him. He saw her then turned to leave. She was a little shocked by this as she rushed up towards him reaching him just as he was leaving the school. Hey Kyo-kun what's wrong? she asked him as she wondered just what had happened. She was a junior in high school very popular but still no where near as popular as her twin brother was. He really seemed to have the girls on a string. Kyo though didn't stop just kept walking as she followed. She reached out to take his hand and he jerked back grabbing hold of her. Look keep away from me he said as he jerked her wrist. She gave a whimper from how it was hurting her. Then suddenly she felt him change and start to pull her to the back of the school. She didn't know what was going on one minute he was happy the next pissed and now he was taking her to the gym storage room. She just couldn't understand why though, as they got there he turned his emotions once more throwing her into the room right on top of a mat as she gave a cry from the shock of him doing that. Rin looked up to see him shut and lock the door. Kyo-kun what are you doing? she asked him as she pushed herself up but he was soon on top of her pulling at her clothes as she cried out. She was still a virgin and just wasn't ready for that with him things had started to change ever since she told him that. Her twin brother had warned her that she should dump him but she hadn't listened saying that kyo was just misunderstood.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

A fucking Kansas tornado. That's how Jon hit the stupid prick on top of his sister. Having been tipped off by someone who saw the fucker pulling Rin into the gym, Jon had checked both the locker rooms, to the immense pleasure of the girl's volleyball team before opening the door to the storage room and charging Kyo. Jon was slightly smaller than Rin's attacker, but wiry and athletic. With the fucker's back up to keep his weight on Rin the choke was open for anyone. Jon wrapped his legs in a figure-four around Kyo's stomach, squeezing the air from his lungs another figure four lock, this one around the boy's throat, compressing the carotid arteries and in a moment he had passed into unconsciousness. Jon released him after holding the choke for an additional five seconds after he was out, stood, spat on his face and finished by an incredibly violent and satisfying stomp that crushed the boy's nose. While still unconscious Jon bound him with jump ropes to a shelf. Taking his sister in hand, Jon exited the room naturally, taking the time to find a tube of superglue used for affecting small repairs to equipment and empty it into the lock. Let the fucker rot. What the hell were you thinking? He asked angrily of Rin once they'd exited the gym.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

Rin was shocked when she felt her brother pull kyo off her. She gave a whimper though as she was free she was soon curled up into a ball looking away. She knew how her brother could be and she wasn't about to watch. Though as she felt her brother take her hand she jumped alittle before calming down. She looked to him tears in her eyes as she shook her head. I didn't.....know what else to do i just wanted to talk with him she whimpered out as she gripped her ripped shirt to keep it closed. She just wanted to go home she felt so horrible at that moment. I'm sorry she said to him as she was only thinking about how she had made him look bad once again.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

He yanked open the passenger door of the car that they shared, meaning the car that he drove and she rode with him in to school, and tossed her in roughly. Get in the fucking car, He walked around and started the engine before continuing his tirade. this is why you need to fucking listen when I tell you something! I am so god damned sick of having to pick up after you wherever we go. He softened for a moment. I love you but you're killing me. Jon pulled into the driveway of their nearby house. House was a term used loosely here, mansion would have been more appropriate, their father's business kept him away and the place full of food, booze, and Jon's pocket full of cash. Yanking his sister roughly out of the car again, he man handled her into the house and tossed her onto the couch. Now, what the hell am I going to do with you?
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

Rin just didn't know what to say as she felt his grip get harder on her. She whimpered as she just couldn't believe that he was so mad. But brother.....I was trying.... she felt him throw her into the car and stopped even trying to say anything she just leaned against the seat knowing that it wouldn't matter just the fact that had almost happened was enough to keep him pissed for hours she was sure of that. She didn't cry out or anything he kept handling her like so as she knew he didn't really hate her. She just went along with all the movements as she landed on the couch she let her shirt go as it opened to show her bra and breast. She just laid there tears in her eyes as she tried to keep herself calm and together for her brother.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

Nothing? Still can't raise a fucking word for yourself can you? Fucking worthless! He screamed. This was the last straw for him, she needed to listen, hadn't and had nearly been raped. Most girls would have gotten the message, but with all of her shit over the years he was sure she wouldn't. He grabbed her again, this time by her short hair and yanked her up, spun her around and pushed her over the arm of the couch, leaving her shirt on the couch. Jon put a hand between her shoulder blades, forcing her chest into the couch and her ass high into the air. You insist on acting like a child, and this is the only way to punish a child. He snarled and flipped her skirt up and started slapping her exposed ass.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

Rin heard him scream out as she closed her eyes she just couldn't speak against her own twin. Though as she felt him grip her pull her shirt off as she was thrown against the arm of the couch. She couldn't believe this as she just gripped the couch tears forming as she still kept her eyes closed. I'm sorry brother she whimpered out to him as she just couldn't believe he was really spanking her as she shook her head. Please brother she cried out as she couldn't believe he was doing this. I tried I was trying! she finally screamed out as she collapsed against the couch arm as panted from everything.
Thread: Boys Can be such jerks ((OverlordmattXNightRose))

He came up short and then pulled her up by her hair again, his face less than an inch from hers. Now, if you're really sorry you won't fuck up again, do you understand me? He asked, his voice almost managing to sound encouraging, but still with venom. He dropped her and left her there while he went up to get a shower before hitting the gym. And get dinner done before I get down here. He called over his shoulder as he headed up the stairs.