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Hello beautiful stranger wandering these unearthly lands,
turn around and flee back into the light lest you wish to face the darkness lying ahead,
slumbering in her eternal dream woven between the threads of the worlds.
turn around and flee back into the light lest you wish to face the darkness lying ahead,
slumbering in her eternal dream woven between the threads of the worlds.
Welcome to Fantasy
ALIASES
TajiraAGE
26PRONOUNS
She/HerPAIRINGS
FxF/PolyFAVOURITE SETTINGS
Fantasy, Sci-fi, Historical, Post-apo, EldritchPLOT/SMUT RATIO
Plot-driven storiesFAVOURITE THEMES
Angst, Drama, Slow-burn, Romance, Dark, Psychological, Character studyPOST LENGHT
500-1500 wordsno AI
Thank you for taking a moment of your precious time to read my request thread. I´ve been roleplaying for 8+ years, and it´s one of my favourite ways to relax my chaotic mind, alongside hiking, running and reading. Unique characters and brand-new worlds live rent-free in my head and demand to be let out. I often leave it up to my characters to direct the flow of the story; sometimes they do exactly what I want, and sometimes they surprise. I love dealing with unexpected situations and will never criticise you for not taking the beaten path. Adventure is the soul of roleplaying, after all, is it not?
Romance is a must for me in all its shapes and forms. Soulmates across time and space; a random meeting under the stars; a corrupted hero falling for the source of their corruption; a bittersweet reunion on the opposite sides of the barricades; hatred that ignites passion stripped bare of the naivety of young love; dark obsession truer and stronger than the fabled true love? - There are infinite stories to tell.
Drama and Angst are my favourites. Betrayal, fear, hatred and sorrow. All that beautifully painful ache that feels like a twisting of a blade in your chest mixed with the gentle moments of understanding, trust and comfort that swells thy heart and soothes the soul.
If we talk kink, I am your pal for whatever craving you might have. Soft and loving? Brutal and twisted? Count me in. Don´t try to find my limits, you will never reach them, but please tell me yours, which I shall always respect. My preferred role changes with the story, leaning towards sub slightly more often, but even with the most submissive characters, never expect them to remain passive. That kills the vibe for me and leaves it to the dom to drag the story forward tooth and claw. No fun in that.
No smut required for a good story, though, so I will leave that up for discussion and the mood of the roleplay.
If you wanna know more about me, feel free to send me a PM pigeon!
Plots
A Court of Thorns and Shimerring Scales【 Fantasy, Angst, Slavery, Philosophy, Dragons 】- CRAVING
Muse A is a woman of power and secrets with demons of her own and rivals breathing down her neck, waiting for an opening to strike. Perhaps a sorceress in the court, a noblewoman skillfully navigating the high circles or a slave merchant renowned for her high-quality goods and sharp wits.
A storm is brewing on the horizon, leaving everyone on edge, especially with the recent magical terrorist attacks and the increased incidence of magic fewer. It´s a disease like no other, spreading through the veins of the affected magic users, shining through their skin in the form of slowly spreading patterns.
Muse B (Yiera) is a slave who is very good at her "job". She is also a vessel of innate magic powers that she has no clue about, and those just might be the key to battling the mysterious disease. Muse A is searching for the cure, and she has more reasons to hurry up than she lets on. With the patterns now reaching the edges of her ribs, it's a race against time.
Their worlds collide when Yiera is given to the muse A by one of her rivals as a public thank-you gift for her accomplishments and assistance to the court.
They stand on opposite sides of society, both isolated in the shells they build, but the lines begin to blur as they get under each other´s skin. Suddenly not alone anymore, but not quite together either. For what has a slave to offer but obedience, and what has a master to give but the hand that feeds?
The silence ticks, and so do I
twitching, circling like a fly
caught in the crystal jar, and I
wish to go far.
Is it foolish to even try?
Yes.
Obsession【 Enemy lovers, established relationship, toxic relationship, betrayal, eldritch monster in love, hurt and comfort, violence, angst, dark, tribal dynamic 】
Muse A (MC) is an Eldritch monster (or any other type of monster based on your preferences) that was accidentally awoken two decades ago and has been terrorising the land ever since. One year ago, Muse B decided to slay it and failed spectacularly. However, the monster did not kill her, merely toyed with its meal and in the strangest turn of events, made a deal with Muse B. Obey and come back every week in exchange for the protection of her whole clan. The monster would not touch them as long as their game continued.They fell into a routine that soon became too comfortable. They hated each other, spat insults, clashed and fought every time until Muse B stopped questioning why she never told anyone about this deal, why she enjoyed the eventual submission and the precious moments of peace when the burden of leadership was lifted from her shoulders. She could say anything to the monster, fight them with all her might, insult them, hate them, scream or cry … it did not matter, as the monster never thought differently about her for these moments of weakness. It never changed their routine, and she could always count on it to be there and to give her the pain and pleasure she learned to crave.
One day, their world is turned upside down when Muse A is captured and most of her power is locked with a spell/magical artefact. She is hauled in chains into Muse B village by Muse B rival, who wishes to lead the clan instead of her, and right now almost gained enough popularity to officially challenge her.
They are forced to face the sudden reality and the true depth of their relationship. Is a life of a monster worth everything she built for herself? Is a promise more valuable than life?
For the first time, they will see each other as a person
For the first time, their decisions will have consequences
Are they ready to face them?
Before it is too late
For the first time, their decisions will have consequences
Are they ready to face them?
Before it is too late
Dear diary, what an ordeal this "living" turns to be
Promised lands nowhere to be seen
We drifted apart, lost causes of a dying god
The forsaken, the ones the world forgot.
No light to follow and the guiding voice is silent still
Why me, why us, why grant us the free will?
Why waste it on creatures of terror and pain
What will come after, sadness or laughter?
What will remain?
Of soldiers ancient, warriors of past
When battles are lost and we are the last
To remember, to mourn and to cry
Is there another purpose, other than just die?
Dear diary, one fateful day I met a flame
And in my despair I laid the claim
Upon it´s warmth and upon it´s light
Let me tell you now, about this fateful night…
Silent Seas【 Ocean secrets, deep seas, violence, dark, ships, monster hunting, human hunting 】
Siren parts are extremely valuable and insanely expensive. The biggest problem preventing global trade is the necessity to harvest the parts from freshly killed or even living creatures. Not to mention that sirens are dangerous, and encountering even a single one could mean the death of the whole unprepared crew.
This has been Muse A (MC) first face-to-face meeting with humans, and it went exactly as the legends say - horribly wrong. Deep underneath the surface, she received a plea for help from her whale companions. The pod was under attack by the hunting ship, and as usual, Muse A came to the rescue, but this time, whale oil and meat weren't of any interest to the hunters. Unbeknownst to her, she was swimming straight into the well-constructed trap.
Captured and safely secured inside a tank on the deck, the crew has a reason to celebrate. From the bounty they will receive for her, they could live comfortably for several years.
Muse B (YC) – plenty to choose from, each idea has its own potential so pick anything you would enjoy playing! Sea-faring thug charmed by the promise of the heavy pouch of money; hopeful mage apprentices aiming to prove themselves to their mentor/coven; a runaway noble seeking exciting adventures; a pirate captain with huge debt on her shoulders and the promise of the gallows hanging over her head
No Gods, only Men【 Post-apocalyptic fantasy, lies, betrayal, trust issues, touch-starved monsters, magic, adventure 】
The world is being torn apart by rampant magic, mages exploding from unstable mana overload, monsters born from the depthless rifts, the law of the fittest, raiders, slavers, plagued lands and cities in ruins ...
Perhaps YC is searching for a solution, for a way to redeem the world and reverse the apocalypse. Did they help to set it into motion? Was it a prophecy that made them believe that the world could be saved? Or something completely different? Maybe it ́s just something smaller like trying to save a beloved person or keep a promise...no matter what, MC is the key to their problem.
Transformed during one of many mana surges, she is infused with volatile mana. But instead of turning into a mindless monster like so many others, she retains a part of her humanity.
I am open to suggestions from your side on which type of monster she shall become, depending on your tastes. The general idea is a creature infused with wild primal magic that grants her either the strength and reflexes of a beast or control over one of the elements.
I am also playing with the idea that the transformation never truly stopped but was only slowed down, and as the days tick by, she is growing stronger and stronger while losing her human side bit by bit. It could be an interesting concept where YC would witness her gentler nature when they meet, and later
would be the only person able to stop her from losing all of her humanity.
Because I am a sucker for drama, YC could lie to MC, promising them help with getting rid of their affliction...while in reality, the only known way to get rid of it is dying/being sacrificed. It ́s considered a mercy anyway, the ones who hunt the mana monsters either hate them or pity them. MC ́s human part still clings to the foolish hope so it would be a good enough reason to follow a stranger across the continent. And YC needs her alive until they reach their final destination.Of course, this ugly truth will be revealed in the worst possible moment.
They will gain new abilities along the way or lose everything, save or destroy the cities, support and betray each other in their maddening pursuit of near near-impossible goal.
Don´t suck me dry, we have classes tomorrow!【 Supernatural, vampires, lightweight fluff, with an icing of angst, hungry vampire girlfriend, oblivious vampire, idiots in love, magical colleage 】
Muse A is a young vampire princess, tired of shadows but scared of the light. Her parents worry about the growing unpredictability of her inherited powers as well as the increasing recklessness of her behaviour. She almost exposed herself numerous times over the last year despite their strict warnings that her place is only in the darkness and not on the windowsill of random human homes, where she peeks inside when she thinks nobody is watching. Humans are fascinating but definitely odd. Also, quite perishable, to her great disappointment.
Not a single one survived her ravenous feeding. However, that is about to change soon. During one of her adventurous expeditions, she stumbles upon a mouthwatering smell that leads her towards an open square crowded with people carrying torches and pitchforks. In the centre, a large stake is driven into the ground, and a platform of very flammable-looking sticks and logs supports two petite feet. Her gaze travels up the creamy legs toward the wildly flying mane of hair until her gaze finally rests on the slender neck that´s practically begging to be bitten.
A torch is thrown, wood ignites, but it takes her mere seconds to cross the square, rip up the ropes and disappear back into the night with a chatch of a year. Only this time, she got more than she bargained for...
Muse B is a young witch, a star student at the Willowgate Academy with a hidden wild streak and impulse control problem that tends to get her into trouble. You see...humans are not supposed to know about the creatures of the night and the hidden magical world just a fingertip away from their mundane reality. And there´s a good reason for that. A reason that became crystal clear as the flames began licking the edges of the platform.
I am quite flexible when it comes to roleplaying, so don´t hesitate to PM me if you have your own story you want to bring to life or if you want to change any of these plot ideas!
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