World of Pern
Latest Updates

2023/08/04 Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
2023/01/07 Welcome to the New Year! We are now ELEVEN years old! Thank you, all of you, for your love and writing! I am looking forward to spending another year with youall! In addition, a new Default colour scheme is in progress and will hopefully be available soon! All my love! ThistleProse
2022/07/29 Gold Malvayth and Bronze Xyxyth clutch is Hatching! Come and join the shenannigans 743.08.03 | NIGHT STALKERS HATCHING and bring the popcorn!
2022/05/11 Gold Malvayth has Flown, caught by Bronze Xyxyth of A'tay. Their Hatching will be PC, and take place in Telgar in August around the 20-22nd! Update your Candidate Applications and prepare for some fun!
2022/04/21 New default layout! I hope you enjoy it! If you find any bugs, please report them in the discord #bug-squishing channel!
05/JUL It’s Hatching time!! Come take part in the shenanigans here
30/JUN Gold Thallyath of Ista Weyr has laid a clutch! More information here
27/JUN A bluerider, and then a greenrider, are found dead. More information here
25/JUN The Touching is up! Take part here
30/MAY After the Touching, many Candidates found themselves preyed upon in the form of their food. More information here
18/MAY Another goldrider - Ameris of Benden - is attacked. More information here
05/MAY Multiple individuals are attacked whilest out of the Weyr! More information here
04/MAY Take a chance OOC and guess who you think the murderer is! You can win prizes! More information here
03/MAY Goldrider Cazan and her twin brother Cazelarias are attacked. More information here
24/APR Goldrider Ashara of Fort is murdered by two brownriders. More information here
12/APR Searchrider B’jin was attacked at Telgar Weyr, surffering a slash to his throat. While in Benden, bluerider B’dor is found dead in his weyr. More info here
05/APRMore attacks occurred today. More information here
03/APRMultiple individuals found their death this day; more information here and here
28/MAR Tragedy has struck again! Across all the Weyrs, multiple people - primarily dragonriders - have fallen ill after eating muffins. There have been multiple deaths, and others are in criticle condition. More information here
24/MAR Weyrwoman Ameris and her son, Rislan, poisoned! More information here
18/MAR Benden’s Weyrleader M’ris and his children have been poisoned! Resulting in sickness and death. More information here
18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
11/MAR Gold Racoth of Donmaline went between taking Bronze Beruth of T’rel with her shortly after she had been caught, due to T’rel strangling Donmaline. He did not survive. more info
25/FEB Congratulations and thank-you to Guest for taking on a moderator role! <3
14/FEB Stars Above PC Hatching Link
06/JAN :o new layout is a WiP. Please report bugs in Discord.
01/JAN Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!




Currently: Spring 03.745 al
Monthly Event
2024-February
Details: Link

Welcome to the Month of Lovetm! This month's Monthly Event is all about Romance, whether it is asking someone out on a date, or getting sweaty between the sheets! Anything and everything counts, if it even looks sideways like it could be related to Valentine Day -- including lover's spats, or breaking up, Flights Wins (or Flight Losses!). Honestly, this month has a huge opportunity for interpertation, so go wild!



2023-December
Details: Link

Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)



2023-November
Details: Link

Feel like bitching? Wanna take part in a brawl? Or bet on someone? Take part in Brawls and Bitching this month! Boo-yeah!



2023-October
Details: Link

Thistle flunked this month; You can still post until the end of November as a result <3
Experience, tell or hide from a Spooky Story!



2023-September
Details: Link

The flu is running rampant, colds are clogging noses, and someone might have lost a limb?



2023-August
Details: Link

Partake this month by going fishing... or anything that occurs while fishing, or dealing with fish!



Latest Posts



[G] [C] 734.07.20 | Professional Touching [R'nd]

B'jin
of Green Larrikith

Date of Birth
23.06.683 AL, 61
Height
5'9
Eyes
Brown
Build
Sturdy, softly fit
Hair
Blonde, Silver

Threads
102
Posts
864

Written By: ThistleProse
#1
B’jin had spent the whole event happily flittering around his candidates, answering any questions that were asked of him with a cheerful grin and slightly over exuberant gestures. Those that Touched many of the eggs were noted by the happy greenrider, and while those that sought to only pay attention to one or two were given a pout at, they were given permission to leave without a fuss when they asked it of the man.

Not that, by that point in time, he was paying over much attention to the candidates. About half an hour into the class, a rosy flush had climbed up to colour B’jin’s cheeks and his eyes had gone from bright and happy to more than a little glassy. He knew hatching sands were supposed to be hot, and it really was a good thing they were hot, but wasn’t it just a bit warm? Maybe a bit? Yes?

The greenrider didn’t hear the curious question from a candidate – at all – as fingers combed back through his hair, brushing damp strands back from his face and he stared blankly at nothing past the young man’s shoulder. The hesitant ‘sir?’ was greeted with that blank look turning upon the boy, who took a quick step backwards at the raw and powerful lust that was suddenly the only emotion B’jin was displaying.

His left hand was picking at the ties of his shirt; B’jin was oblivious to the world, and even his own actions, as Larrikith gave a screech of lust and launched herself into the sky on the other side of the Weyr. B’jin staggered a step, and finally succeeded in loosening the ties enough that his shirt was in the process of being removed when Indamor gave him a solid shove toward the edge of the Sands.

“Dad!” Another firm shove was given to the brainless greenrider. “Not here!” That was all Indamor needed; his dad pulling his pants down on the Hatching Sands. “Go to the Weyrling Barracks! Go!” Another shove, and Indamor thought – for a moment – that his father had gotten the message… only to take note of the coy expression and the way the man’s attention was focused on R’nd before B’jin gave a wicked giggle that was echoed by Larrikith’s croon up in the sky, and he bolted past R’nd like a naughty toddler.

Indamor’s head dropped so his chin rested against his chest. Why him?

B’jin gave a wicked giggle as he pelted across the slippery Weyr grounds, the short distance from Sands to Barracks both an instant and an eternity. He slipped and fell, once, landing heavily on his arse and sliding for several feet before he managed to scramble to his feet once more, now covered in mud, and ran full tilt into the Weyrling Barracks doorway. Muddied hands fought with the handle before he nearly fell inside the building. He kicked the door shut – sniggering again – and took off down the hall, forgetting his muddy footprints would make his game of hide and seek an easy one to win.

In the sky, Larrikith mimicked B’jin’s game of catch and chase as she ducked in and out of the stormy grey clouds, crooning and chittering her amusement.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 750 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

R'nd
of Blue Ayyonth

Date of Birth
09.11.703, 41
Height
6'2
Eyes
Grey
Build
Fit
Hair
Blonde, shaggy

Threads
27
Posts
579

Written By: SunsetWay
#2
While he was counted as an unofficial assistant, R’nd still didn’t like imposing on B’jin’s duties too much and assuming he had a right to be a part of anything. So he had lingered that morning after B’jin had finally made his way out of bed – which made for a pouting bluerider being left behind – before finally getting up himself. He loved Hatchings and seeing all the new baby dragons bonding but the Touching had been something exciting the first time he had done it back in Benden and it had been especially thrilling to be able to do it again after the plague and Nirinath clutched again. It really wasn’t a surprise that he wouldn’t be able to stay away.

R’nd lurked on the edge of the Sands, doing his best not too seem creepy and like he was stalking someone as he lurked. He didn’t want to disrupt anything but he couldn’t help but see how some of the Candidates were doing. It was good to see Ryvian was out there again since the twin hadn’t quite been the same since his brother had Impressed without him. R’nd had always been close to sister and still felt the pain of being away from her so he understood on some level the loss Ryvian had felt but it wasn’t like they were truly separated. It was something he knew a lot of the Weyr was confused over but it seemed like whatever he felt when his hand touched upon a shell had changed something within and R’nd hoped for the best for Ryvian.

It was also nice to see Casa out there. He hadn’t seen much of her lately but he suspected that what happened to the last gold egg had affected many of the Candidates lined up for gold and Candidates in general. What if they placed their hand on a shell and it crumbled beneath their touch? R’nd could admit to having a slight moment of wondering about that as well that morning but distracting B’jin from leaving so early had managed to distract such horrible thoughts as well.

In the end, R’nd ended up watching B’jin with more regularity than the Candidates. His lover was gorgeous and filled with so much energy and life with the way he bounced around and chatted to everyone. When B’jin took control of a class, it was like a new man emerged with far more confidence than the usual that was displayed by the greenrider. It was a total turn on, especially when B’jin took control in the bedroom. R’nd really liked the idea of B’jin and beds right then and wondered how much longer the Touching would be. Could he steal B’jin away again? Would he have to wait? Would B’jin tell him to wait and take control? R’nd nearly fanned himself as he felt slightly flushed and froze when he realized what he was doing.

“Ayyonth…” there was plenty of lust in his feelings for B’jin right then that was his own but there was more than the usual and the way his vision was blurring to all but the greenrider in question had R’nd picking up on what his dragon was preparing to do. It seemed B’jin and even the creepy child the greenrider called a son had caught on as well. R’nd watched in confusion as Indamor tried to do something to B’jin and then Larrikith was screeching and Ayyonth was hot on her tail.

R’nd staggered a step as the full wave of lust hit him, mingling with his own until he truly did only see B’jin. When B’jin ran by him giggling deviously but also rather adorably, bluerider instincts kicked in and R’nd laughed and gave chase. It was a slippery journey but somehow he managed to keep his feet properly under him in the area that B’jin fell in; only to fall several yards after onto hands and knees. Carefully collecting himself once more, R’nd was back in the chase and growling softly at the door slamming in his face. Really now, who did such things?

His own slippery hands gave him a moment’s struggle with the door but it was finally wrenched open and the muddy footprints were spotted and jumped on. R’nd slid a few times down the hall from the mud on his own boots before finally finding the end of the trail. As Ayyonth made a play to grab his mate, R’nd laughed playfully though it was clouded with his own string of wickedness. “Hide and seek or tag?” He loved one-on-one games.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

B'jin
of Green Larrikith

Date of Birth
23.06.683 AL, 61
Height
5'9
Eyes
Brown
Build
Sturdy, softly fit
Hair
Blonde, Silver

Threads
102
Posts
864

Written By: ThistleProse
#3
Wicked, breathy little giggles were the only answer R’nd got, his question lingering on the air of the room B’jin had chosen, though perhaps ‘choice’ was a strong word for the lusty greenrider. His muddy boots were already off – one by the door, the other halfway across the room. A single muddy footprint on the floor was clearly the result of B’jin standing in a muddy boot print, and getting wet muck on his sock. Then there was a pair of jeans, lying there as innocently as possible; the greenrider had lost his shirt before he had even managed to flee the Hatching Sands.

As Larrikith ducked through clouds to avoid Ayyonth’s first attempt, the greenrider rocked onto his toes in anticipation as R’nd crept through the room. Another breathy giggle escaped, before the bluerider threw back the door B’jin was hiding behind, and the greenrider laughed honestly, throwing his arms around his lover’s neck. “Tag,” he breathed against R’nd’s lips as Larrikith fell into Ayyonth’s waiting grip.

+ ~ + ~ + ~ + Give the boys some privacy, you pervs! + ~ + ~ + ~ +

B’jin came to slower than usual, the greenrider having to fight hard against the desire to give in to sleep, and the very warm and snuggly bluerider he was curled against. B’jin nuzzled a bit closer, before blinking drowsy brown eyes open. A frown formed on his face for a moment, before surprise coloured the expression, and B’jin sat up rapidly to gawk at the room.

“We- Ah- R’n- This is my room!” B’jin spluttered, then puffed out an amused snort as he turned to grin down at R’nd. He never came to in his own room! Never! How many flights had he been forced to endure since Impressing Larrikith, and in all those turns -- Seventy-two flights… give or take, since your memory is as shoddy as mine. Larrikith’s voice was as sleepy as B’jin felt, but it was lathered with amusement.

“I don’t think so,” B’jin mumbled, barely audible as he cuddled back up to R’nd and kissing the bluerider on the jawline while his hands wandered over the younger man’s chest and stomach. “That’s a disgusting number.” Numbers were over rated, anyway. Very over rated. Like the numbers that separate your age from his? The green put in slyly, eyes swirling with her amusement, though they were more lidded than open. Yes, like those ones! B’jin snarked back, reverting to mindspeak, since his mouth was busy placing butterfly kisses down R’nd’s neck and over his collarbone.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 750 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

R'nd
of Blue Ayyonth

Date of Birth
09.11.703, 41
Height
6'2
Eyes
Grey
Build
Fit
Hair
Blonde, shaggy

Threads
27
Posts
579

Written By: SunsetWay
#4
More than a little groggily, R’nd opened his eyes, taking in the surroundings without truly seeing them. It had been a short chase but the flight had been rather intense if his mind was at muddled as it currently was. An attempt to clear the drowsiness and completely break the connection from the flightlust that tied him that much tighter with Ayyonth was given but he was about ready to give up and go to sleep instead. That sounded easier than moving or thinking.

“Hm?” Slowly R’nd turned to look at B’jin, a lazy smile spreading as he saw his lover. Yet again, the surprise and pride at waking up beside the greenrider was as great as the first flight together and R’nd couldn’t imagine feeling any other way regardless of the amount of flights they shared. Wait, there was a statement in there that he had to reply to, wasn’t there? Again, R’nd tried to clear his head and replayed what he thought he heard and glanced around the room again. “So it is! I’m glad we found it,” R’nd purred softly as B’jin curled up beside him again. B’jin’s random comment was overlooked since to R’nd, it made no sense so he brushed it off as talking to Larrikith or even Ayyonth. Not me. I’m happily enjoying my own moment and avoid the mess in both of your heads.

The more B’jin explored his body, the more awake R’nd was feeling. He was pretty sure any deep conversations they had in that moment would be one-sided as he floundered his way through words but expression through touching? He could handle that! He could handle that quite well. “Shall we celebrate our time together, love?” Hands helped to encourage B’jin to straddle him and continue the playing a talented mouth was doing over neck and collarbone. With his fuzzy mind and B’jin working wonders on his state of arousal, R’nd didn’t clue in to how his question could be taken, though Ayyonth did. The blue still tried to avoid the hazy thoughts of the humans after their flights but he couldn’t help lingering around to see if R’nd was a fool or not.

He won’t, but the flailing R’nd would do if he realized he sounds like he’s asking to celebrate the turns together would be spectacular. Ayyonth flicked his tail at Larrikith’s, lightly teasing his mate with the action since he was too lazy himself to properly nuzzle more than their cuddling already allowed for.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

B'jin
of Green Larrikith

Date of Birth
23.06.683 AL, 61
Height
5'9
Eyes
Brown
Build
Sturdy, softly fit
Hair
Blonde, Silver

Threads
102
Posts
864

Written By: ThistleProse
#5
B’jin needed very little encouragement in adjusting his positioning, the greenrider more than accommodating the bluerider’s suggestion, knees and lower legs pressing tight against his lover’s side, indulging in all the added contact, however small. A happy hum was, at first, the only vocal answer R’nd got to his question, as B’jin was quite content with not removing lips from skin. R’nd had such lovely, deliciously kissable skin! Taking lingering lips up past the bluerider’s ear, B’jin murmured a soft and sultry “Always,” before forestalling any further talk by the tried and true method of sealing his mate’s lips with a kiss. Time for talk later!

Larrikith laughed softly, her muzzle nudging softly at Ayyonth’s cheek, followed by an affectionate lick. Nuzzling him again, she settled her head atop his own and puffed out a lazy but contented sigh. Watching him toss B’jin on the floor in the process would be very amusing. At least until her flighty rider decided his bold behaviour had been unwanted, and cowered like R’nd – who would never raise a finger against him – would hit him. Stupid man. Larrikith snorted. Better this way though, she was smug, and amused, as B’jin’s lust trailed like wispy fingers through their link. He was not very good at sharing his lust with her, which was usually why she was so strong in sharing hers with him.

How long have they been together now? she asked, genuinely curious. She was not a dragon inclined to neither memories nor numbers, and it was beyond her capabilities to realise that it had been more than three years – a remarkable feat not only for the flighty bluerider, but also for herself. Larrikith had never been inclined to settle down, and until Ayyonth, very rarely even indulged in the same flight contestant twice. Most of her life had simply been devoted to not being won by the brown dragon Kalirohth, who was ridden by that creature B’jin had once been Weyrmated to.

It is a pity B’jin is so modest, Larrikith put in cheerfully to Ayyonth, peering through her rider’s eyes with amusement. Human coupling was so weird, but at least R’nd’s style did not include brute force and broken bones. They end up in the most interesting locations – but there is a whole Weyr full of more entertaining ones! Her tone indicated sly thoughtfulness. Perhaps she would try harder to be caught next time, when her rider was somewhere he would consider terrible.

The middle of the Gather Square, maybe? Or on the Weyrleader’s Table in the Dining Hall. Now that would be entertainment for the whole Weyr!

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 750 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

R'nd
of Blue Ayyonth

Date of Birth
09.11.703, 41
Height
6'2
Eyes
Grey
Build
Fit
Hair
Blonde, shaggy

Threads
27
Posts
579

Written By: SunsetWay
#6
That was a good question. Ayyonth had meant what he said about trying to avoid the muddled minds after flights but R’nd seemed a bit more coherent now that B’jin had drawn him into his own lust and out of their combined version and his dear rider wasn’t the best at blocking off any bits of his mind. Ayyonth easily found the memories of B’jin thanks to the current activities drawing them forward and chuckled softly to Larrikith. He remembers the oddest and smallest details. R’nd is fond of a day painting each other and kids playing on us. It seems young Veeth’s hatching had them together. That was about all Ayyonth could tell for a timeframe. R’nd’s reluctance to think numbers and turns made it hard to give Larrikith a proper answer but Veeth seemed to be a good way to measure time.

Larrikith’s evil mind was one of the things Ayyonth loved the most about the plucky green and he rumbled with amusement. They don’t always need our help getting into those more public locations. Ayyonth shared the memory of Veeth’s graduation with hands wandering a bit too much on the dance floor before V’ler managed to get them to go home for privacy. Their riders were so much fun and never left for a dull moment.

But we do need some more entertainment, Ayyonth spoke to Larrikith but let R’nd in on that mysterious comment, knowing it would bug the man even if for only a short time.

R’nd pulled away from the kiss and frowned down at B’jin, having reversed their positions so he could pamper the greenrider, “I think the dragons are talking about us.” He glanced in the direction he knew Ayyonth was at, scowled a moment but turned back to B’jin, expression back to one of bliss and focus solely for the man. If they wanted to talk or plot, then they could and R’nd would give them more to discuss. He went back to teasing B’jin with light kisses placed along the jaw and one that lingered on kiss-swollen lips. There was something extra alluring about the greenrider when he was so dishevelled from sex.

At the memory of what they had been doing before the flight sank in entirely, a light chuckle escaped as R’nd moved his way down B’jin’s torso, peppering kisses here and there. He didn’t mean to laugh and knew he had to explain why he did so before his sweet greenrider took it the wrong way. “I’ve always been fascinated by the Touching ritual,” he started as he glanced up to B’jin’s face. The kisses were replaced by a light wandering of fingers that danced along the smooth skin of his lover. “But I like our take on it much better.” It was just like doing the Hokey-pokey. R’nd liked that children’s game far better when he played it with B’jin under their own rules and take on it.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

B'jin
of Green Larrikith

Date of Birth
23.06.683 AL, 61
Height
5'9
Eyes
Brown
Build
Sturdy, softly fit
Hair
Blonde, Silver

Threads
102
Posts
864

Written By: ThistleProse
#7
B’jin did not like seeing a frown on R’nd’s face at the best of times, but he certainly did not like seeing his lover’s pretty face marred with such an expression when they were a tangle of naked limbs! A frown of his own etching over his features; one created by worry and uncomfortable distress, before R’nd spoke and brown eyes widened just slightly. A quiet ‘oh’ was the only response the bluerider got, and B’jin’s gaze flickered in the general direction of the dragons before peering up at R’nd. The puzzled expression melted away under the splattering of light kisses, and B’jin tilted his head to give R’nd better access to his neck. Dragons be damned!

B’jin, lost once more in the bliss of R’nd’s attentions, was started by the sudden sound of soft laughter. As had been anticipated, B’jin tensed under the continued kisses and warm breath, expression worried as he lifted his head a little, shifting so he could bring his weight up onto his elbows and discover an answer to why his lover was laughing. A worried and slightly pouty expression claimed his face as R’nd started speaking and a frown took over after a few breaths. Touching ritual? B’jin blinked, confused, before realisation dawned and he flushed softly, even as a wry smile curled up the corners of his lips.

B’jin was modest, notably so at any rate, but particularly so for a greenrider, and especially one of his age. He liked being fully clothed, he was known to wear underwear, and he considered it improper to run around with bare feet. Where once he was occasionally spotted without a shirt (and almost always only when bathing Larrikith was concerned) B’jin no longer openly went about without a shirt on. The scarring on his back was minimal, but he was still scarred and disliked the knowledge that it could be seen. B’jin was very proud of his body, the fact that physical scars that littered it could be counted on one hand. Even N’mall had never left any outward scarring on him – though to be fair, B’jin admitted to himself that that was probably more for N’mall’s benefit than B’jin’s.

The fact that they’d come so close  - again – to being caught in public due to Larrikith and her terrible timing, had the ability to make the greenrider’s blood run like ice. What if Ayyonth had managed to catch Larrikith, before B’jin had managed to (somehow!) find himself in a building? The places that hot sand could have ended up did not bear thinking about! B’jin grimaced, scrunching his nose up and shook his head. B’jin shifted, drawing R’nd up so he could kiss him gently. “Me too,” his expression and the soft tone of his words was an incredibly odd combination of shy, and wicked.

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 750 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply

Pronouns
Discord
{hidden}

Threads
243
Posts
665 & IC

Written By:
#8
@Honey Love @Insulting Truths

This is a necromancy tagging. Please view this topic for more information.

SP Team

PA - 100 PostsPA - 250 Posts!!PA - 500 Posts!PA - 50 Posts!PA - First Post!
Reply


Activity
Reading: 1 Guest(s)



Forum Jump:



Affiliates

Credits