Nathaniel Beast

this is roughly the post i wish i had when i was diving into discord a while ago and i had no idea what any terms meant relative to what i was used to in tumblr. there are probably better resources out there for this already. idk.

so from what i’ve seen in discord, you’ll usually have:

a server per partner. discord is mutual follows or bust, more or less

‘making a server’ may sound intimidating but the hardest part is deciding who’s going to do it and then coming up w/ a name tbh

rping without a server and inside discord dms is possible, just might just make ooc chat awkward. it’s basically rping in tumblr ims

after you make a server (big plus button on the left), you’ll need to send your partner an invite to it

at least one channel in the server for ooc chat (the default #general works well for this)

roughly a channel per thread overall

channel categories to organize things w/ if you want. not required. i’ve seen all sorts of permutations for ooc chats and ic threads across categories. a good starting point may be just “ooc” and “ic” categories. general chat and nsfw/inspo channels in the ooc category, and rp threads in the ic category. you can also do per-ship categories with channels (threads) within them

historically i think there’s been less focus on visuals as part of discord threads compared to tumblr. it was a bit more laid back because there’s not as much room for formatting in discord, and including images is a bit more awkward. that may change considering any exodus from tumblr to discord will be nontrivially centered around visuals ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

basic formatting: *italics*, **bold**, __underline__, ~~strikethrough~~

She is gifted with a laugh as Nathaniel kneels beside her, a tentacle taking the oyster and playing with it before reaching into his sack. From it he pulls forth a necklace of silver and moonstone, the pendant a solid piece of moonstone carved in the shape of a mermaid. He’d offer it, his cream colored speckling turning pink with his blush.

“I missed you too.”

His hair writhed, giving away his pleasure at seeing her again in dramatic fashion. However, his pleasure would give away to confusion and dare say even some embarrassment as he glanced along her body to see how she had grown since last. And indeed she had grown in a far more womanly way than he had expected.

“Zhaleh…when…when did…how long…”

He fumbles over himself, forcing his eyes away from her chest to focus on her eyes.

“It’s marvelous to see you again.”

Zhaleh, too, would wind up with her hair squirming and twitching around her face. Beaming, she accepts the gift and holds it up so that she might examine it more closely.

As the sparkling silver chain slips over the webbing of her finned fingers, Zhaleh can’t help but think that the moonstone mermaid resembles her. Just a bit.

Her head whips up to look at Nathaniel instead of the jewelry.

❝ Nate… have made this? ❞

Out of all the land-languages from which Zhaleh had collected incoherent fragments, English was the poorest. Questions were difficult for her, so she preferred to make statements with the intonation of questions instead.

❝ It is love! Nate… ❞

Speaking was nothing compared to the other challenge at hand. With a mass of lengthy, tangled hair clustered around her head and webbed fingers unable to work small keychains or locks, how was she supposed to put this lovely work of art around her neck?

Gesturing to her throat, and imitating a smile to show that she trusted her dear friend with it, Zhaleh asks,

He wouldn't hesitate to aid her in putting it on however, undoing the small hook and placing chain around her neck so the mermaid rested just above the crevice of her breasts. His hair tendrils would pat along her hair while holding it out of the way, picking bits of stray seaweed and shells free out of habit as he continued talking nervously.

Baby octopus all snugglied up in a vacant clamshell

Baby octopus:

“Don’t you dare bite me, you –!!”

“Eww, it’s all slimy…”

“Holy shit, is that what you really look like?”

“Why do you smell so good?”

“I don’t care how many you have, just take me to bed.”

“Well, I didn’t consider fucking something like a squid *before*…”

“I know you’re hungry, but I’m not food.”

“Okay, let’s just get home before this gets any stronger…”

“I can’t help it, you’re so soft…”

“No, not in this form.”

“… Bigger.”

“I don’t care if it’s wrong, I’m fucking it.”

“You ever wanted to be a [mom/dad]?”

“Great, now my [mom/dad/rommate] thinks I’m into bestiality.”

“Won’t you dry out?”

“Aren’t you frightened of me?”

“I’ve gone beyond scared and entered the realm of ‘strangely turned on’.”

“You ever wonder if you’re gonna look back at your life and be ashamed of what [you fucked/let fuck you]?”

“Don’t pull out.”

“I’m not sure if it’s gonna fit, but my momma didn’t raise no quitter.”

“Sorry, was I supposed to be surprised you’re a [species here]?”

“… I was hoping for a better reveal.”

“Fuck me… no, really, fuck me!”

“D-don’t look…”

“That’s definitely not normal…”

“I need someone to carry my [offspring].”

“I’m offended that I wasn’t your first choice to carry your [offspring]…”

“Great, I’ve got sucker marks all over me.”

“Where are we going?!”

“Admit it, we’re lost.” 

“Y-you shot me!” 

“W-why…?” 

“Please don’t drink that.” 

“Uh, you’re not going to curse me, are you?” 

“I think I’ve been cursed…” 

“I don’t feel so good.” 

“You’re going to drink yourself into an early grave, you know that?” 

“Why does everyone think I’m the bad guy?”

“Its the hair, isn’t it?” 

“Don’t shoot! I’m unarmed!” 

“Ow! What was that for?!”

“It’s just a scratch.” 

“Have you been feeding the neighborhood strays again?” 

“Do you have a scrambler I can borrow?” 

“Woah, has that always been there?” 

“So, uh, I seemed to have developed magical powers overnight…?” 

“Someone broke into my house last night!” 

“Aren’t those my clothes?” 

“I’d like my sweater back at some point.” 

“Not that I’m complaining, but how did you get into my bedroom?” 

“Do NOT put that on the kitchen table!” 

“You don’t know where that has been!” 

“I am starving!” 

“What’d you do to get locked up as well?” 

“I don’t think that’s supposed to be moving…” 

“Stop flickering the lights- you’re not scaring anyone.” 

“Um… that wasn’t me…” 

“Do you want frozen pizza or ordered pizza tonight?” 

“How do you even stand that?” 

“Insult me one more time, and you’ll learn why no one fucks with me.” 

“Hey, so, I found this wallet with your name in it…” 

“Give that back!” 

“You’re nothing more than a conniving little weasel.” 

“Why don’t you fight someone your own size?”