Roleplay Openings: 1-2
Current Overall Cravings: Plot 1,2,4 - Gods/Damaged Characters
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Roleplay Information
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Well hello there, you've come a long way, haven't you? It must've been a difficult journey what with the hellhounds outside and what not. You must be parched, I have tea, coffee, hot chocolate, maybe some wine if that's your taste.
My name is DemonsWish. You may call me Demon or Wish or any other variant, and if you're especially creative I'll accept most off handed nicknames.
I've been roleplaying for a very long time. How long? At least 9-10 years for those that like to know time estimates.
I am uncomfortable giving out my actual age but just know I am above twenty years old.
In my off time I like to read, play videogames (Stardew Valley, Cult Of The Lamb, Hades, Baldurs Gate 3 are some of my favorites), write (obviously), occasionally attempt to sew, and collect stuffed animals.
I am very passionate about creating stories with others, and because of that I can come off as a bit picky. But I simply know what will keep my muse and what will not. -
This tab has my likely-hood to participate in some common things people are looking for
If you are looking for anything marked no then I'm sorry but we're not compatible
Rapid-Fire Responses
No[ ] Maybe [ X ] Yes [ ]
Daily Replies
No[ ] Maybe [ X ] Yes [ ]
Stories with Dark or Triggering Themes
No[ ] Maybe [ ] Yes [ X ]
One-liners
No[ X ] Maybe [ ] Yes [ ]
Having Multiple Side Characters (any gender)
No[ ] Maybe [ ] Yes [ X ]
Play One Male & One Female Main Character (aka Doubling)
No[ ] Maybe [ X ] Yes [ ]
One-shot or Short Length Roleplays
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⚝ I'd like replies to have a minimum of 3-4 well-written paragraphs.
⚝ Please be ready to help bounce ideas off of each other during discussion. I don't want the roleplay to solely come from one persons ideas
⚝ If you like what the other person pitches that's completely fine. But just try to give the roleplay some of your own flair! This also applies to in roleplay world building not just plotting. It takes both of us to make it fun after all.
⚝ Grammar and punctuation is very important! Don't get me wrong, I'm going to have errors occasionally as I am but a human. But consistent and lengthy errors is really off putting to any writer or reader.
⚝ If you do not wish to continue discussing a roleplay with me, or continue doing a roleplay, please tell me immediately! (I will extend the same to you)
⚝Please try to talk to me OOC at least a little. I like to talk about my roleplays and discuss events. -
⚝For shorter replies I average 500-700 words and for longer replies I can achieve 5k+.
⍣ I usually stay within 1k-2k on average though
⚝Third person is my best friend and First person is my enemy
⚝I aim to give all my partners at least 1-3 replies a week minimum (based on my partners own reply frequency). Generally I aim for every other day especially for fast replying partners.
⚝I will inform you if i don't think i can make a reply within my normal week time frame.
⚝Character sheets are a must for me. (I'll give you a skeleton if you need one!)
⚝Awkward attempts at OOC chatter - Partner comfort-level permitting
⍣ It's come to my realization that I really like plotting and making headcannons about characters in OOC. To the point that if I have a really quiet partner I tend to get a little bored, or worried about how to rp is shaping up. That said I'm not going tell you no just because your quiet, but my enthusiasm for the rp may wane.
Story Information
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☾ Fantasy/Supernatural roleplays are my absolute favorite
☾ Gore/Violence is great, I love writing it
☾ Dark and gritty roleplays are always welcome and I often crave them
☾ I really love some good friction/tension between characters. I suppose the "Enemies to Lovers" tag would be fitting here.
☾ I don't tend to play typical "damsel in distress" characters. My characters are usually hard headed, independent, sometimes a bit hot tempered.
☾☼ That being said, it's not like I can't play a "weaker" character, it's just not my go to.
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All stories I will take part in I expect to have Romance and Conflict (Drama, Angst, etc) imbedded within the story naturally so those are automatically excluded from this list
This tab is to help if you don't see a pairing in my list that you like or maybe have a plot you want to pitch to me know my likelihood of accepting
Just reiterating this for the type of story I will write, not if you're looking for specific kinks
Fantasy
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ ] Likely [ X ] Absolutely
Supernatural
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ X ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Sci-Fi
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ X ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Slice of Life
[ ] Never [ X ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Historical
[ ] Never [ X ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Horror
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ X ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Mystery
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ X ] Neutral [ ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Thriller
[ ] Never [ ] Unlikely [ ] Neutral [ X ] Likely [ ] Absolutely
Action/Adventure
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☾ My plot to smut ratio normally stays around 60:40 - 70:30
☾☼ As of right now I could be talked into 50:50
☾ When smut does happen my characters tend to be switches with a lean towards submission
☾ I will give a compiled list of my yes/maybe/no's for my preferences upon request in Pm's
☾☼ Note: I am far from vanilla so if that's what your looking for I am not your best match
☾ If you are looking for a rp with anything from the list below, I'm sorry but it just won't work out
Harem
Gang Bangs
Vore
Scat
Water Sports
Mutilation
Feet
Bimbofication
Inflation
Direct Incest (Aka: DadxDaughter, UnclexNiece, etc. CousinxCousin however is fine)
Older Female/Young Male (I'm talking like 10+ years gap) -
☪ I will only do CanonxOC (with me playing the OC)
☪ I've not really done fandom roleplays in the past so you'll have to be patient with me.
☪ I know this list is small but since I am inexperienced I only want to make stories against character I am familiar enough with
Marvel: Steve Rogers, Thor, Loki, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Dr. Strange
The Witcher(Season1 of the show or the 3rd game): Geralt, Jaskier
Harry Potter: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter (Any plots here I would like to be a few years post-war so everyone is aged 18+ maybe even well into their twenties) -
These are just cravings I've had that I have some kind of vague idea for. I am open to other ideas/pairings
Bold is my most interested and Underlined means I have a preference to that role
Omegaverse
Demon x Demon
Demon x DemonHunter
Vampire x Human
Apocalypse Setting (preferably not zombies)
Serial Killer x Detective
Serial Killer x Serial Killer
Savoir x Damaged Goods
Dragon Shifter x Human
God x Demi-God/Witch
Dragon Shifter x Dragon Hunter
Alpha Werewolf x Loner Werewolf
Tribal/Native Settings
King x Princess
Pirate Captain x Siren
Sea God x Siren
Pure Blood Vampire x Fledgling Vampire
Brother Princes x Assassin/Thief
Arranged Marriages
Prince/King x Knight/Servant
Triad - Polyamory
Dark Fantasy setting
Gloomy x Sunshine
Master/Pet Dynamics
Humanoid Alien x Human
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All plots in here are not set in stone. If you are interested in a plot but want to change something around with it, please feel free to tell me so and I will do my best to work with you to make something for the both of us!
Setting: Medieval, Roman Empire
Pairings: Emperor x Assassin --> Emperor x Concubine
Tags: Non-con, Palace Life, Coups, Blood and gore, Power Imbalance, Blackmail
Notes: If you'd like this to be fantasy with Elves, Vampires, Fairies, etc that can be worked in.
Just as a small warning this is meant to be dark, cruel, and overall not so nice rp.
The Cerulean Empire, aptly named for the clear blue ocean that bordered half the Empire, spanned over hundreds of miles of land. Most other Empires had fallen in battle against their unyielding militia and unapologetic ability to shed blood. Despite its pension for blood it was known to be a prosperous Empire, but within its walls, its high life expectancy stood on shaky grounds.
At the helm of the Empire stood a ruler whose family had bred its cruelty for generations. The Empire's prosperity and longevity wavered depending on how obedient the civilians were. Some months it seemed every day there was a new beheading or hanging, depending on how their Emperor (YC) felt. Anyone who dared to show even the smallest bit of opposition to his demands was thrown into the gallows for treason.
Coups came and went over the years, the Emperor inviting anyone wishing to try to come to kill him as every time there was a new usurper they failed and paid with their life. The civilians of the Empires he'd taken by force periodically took up arms and caused a ruckus for his stationed military. But no matter who tried no one could successfully draw his blood until MC comes into the picture.
MC is the daughter of a war general from an imposing Empire that the Ceruleans took over violently. She watched her father die in front of her and vowed to take vengeance at the cost of her life. It took a few years but she found her way into being hired as a maid for the palace and learned the pathways for discretion. Within weeks MC was ready to take her chance.
Cerulean wasn't a progressive Empire, women were meant to be pretty, quiet, and unimposing so it was easy for her to slink through the hallways under the premise of work as she neared the Emperor's quarters. Hours went by as she hid, waiting for the Emperor to come back after the party he'd thrown with a knife clutched to her chest. The door creaked and she heard footsteps walk past the wardrobe she hid in taking the moment she leapt out, dagger brandished.
Blood oozed from the deep slash she'd managed to create on his shoulder, but she had completely missed her mark for his neck, and what's more, it seemed he was far more sober than she'd expected. The Emperor rounded on her and a scuffle ensued, his receiving room a mess of thrown vases and broken furniture. Finally, a victor emerged as the Emperor pinned her by the throat with the very knife she'd harmed him with, but to her surprise, he did not kill her immediately.
Instead, the Emperor was far more intrigued with the fact a woman had gotten that far into the palace and managed to do what no man could, draw his royal blood. Instead of killing her, he wanted to keep her alive and soak in what all he could have done to her and what he was going to make her do for him. Many of his soldiers were upset with the amount of internal killings of their people, so he would use her as his executioner by night and while the sun was high in the sky she'd be his concubine.
Setting: Futuristic, Dystopian
Pairing: Human x Human, Quadrent Leader x Fugitive
Tags: Dark, Mysogony, Plagues, Secret Identity, New World Order, Power Imbalance
Notes: For the sake of allowing you to craft a back story how you envision it, it is up to you to carve out the sector you'd like to preside over. Also I did not envision this story to be dub-con however it could go that way depending on your comfort level. I would also like to say that while I have some of the world built up for the bones of the rp I more than welcome you to help me flesh it out more together.
Two decades ago a plague hit Earth after a bio-weapon facility unexpectedly exploded. Scientists had been working on specific strains of viruses to see if they could isolate them, make them target one population but not another for far more efficient genocide with less casualties. When the facility they were in the middle of mutations to adjust targeting, leaving the whole of the world to wait in horror to find out who was safe and who was not. There was no hope of a cure due to the mutation process.
Luckily the world did not have to wait more than a week to start seeing the effects of the plague, but it quickly devolved into sheer panic. Only women were being effected by the fast acting virus. There was little hope as people all across the globe lost their mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters. It had only taken a month for nearly all of the female population to die out and most did not get a proper burial due to the influx of deaths. Most of the females that did survive were under the age of ten, only a hundred thousand left to the few billion men left on Earth.
Billions of people lost all in the span of a month caused catastrophic down falls. Without the force of 4.5 billion people the extent that humans had expanded suddenly seemed far to wide. Resources were harder to trade, food was harder to manage, energy was more difficult to circulate. So the human race did the only thing they could do and down sized, redividing the world into 12 smaller sectors (4 in the America's, 2 in Europe, 2 in Asia, 4 in Africa) in order to survive their new situation. In attempts to keep from any possible monarchies the sectors were divided into further quadrants. Each quadrant reported to a sector leader and each sector leader reported to each other. Any changes in standard practice were required to have a 75% collective vote of quadrant and sector leaders.
Fearing for the human population as a whole the new leaders devised a plan to protect the less than hundred thousand females left on Earth. Getting men to part with their daughters after losing their wives and sisters was difficult but with incenetives 90% of the men of Earth surrendered their children in hopes they would have better survival. With the last mature female dead the virus was dormant but as the young girls matured there lingered a threat that it could latch onto them. Allowing them all to be spread out in the world was dangerous so instead the Sectors created isolated housing for the young girls that they were cared for dutifully in. As the years went on more research was done on the virus, taking samples from preserved woman's bodies, in an attempt to develop a cure should it be needed.
While most of the population was hidden away, safe, and cared for the men that kept their daughters to them selves feared they would be sending their children to their death. All it took was one woman getting the virus and the rest of them would die quickly. Instead of handing them over they hid them away from the world, doing their best to care for their children while the world changed around them. Only the stress of the new world and caring for a young child alone after such heart break often led to their death and the young girls left alone surrendered themselves into the care of their sector. Still, not every lone girl turned themself in.MC is one such girl that never turned herself in despite her less than fortunate circumstances while living with her father. The plague rolled through their city when she was only two years old and while she didn't remember her mother the toll it took on her father lingered even years later. Even before the plague her father was unable to provide for their home as his military service rendered his legs partially paralyzed. The only luck they struck was that upon the New World shifting those that required aid still got it, but within their new parameters.
They had a roof over their head and food everyday, when it got cold they had heat and when it was too hot they were able to cool. Such basics were all that were required in their new life. When MC became old enough to attend school her father cut her hair short and in the years prior gave her a masculine nickname that she was required to use instead. At the age of ten it became illegal to harbor any female child. A cure and vaccine had finally been developed for the virus not without consequences. Tens of thousands of young woman that had come of age succumb to the virus once again just before scientist were able to forge a hardened cure. With their deaths came the final push they needed to finish the research and with the vaccine in hand there was no need to keep hiding young girls especially now that there were even fewer.
MC's father still refused to hand her over, not believing the new order's decree of having a finalized vaccine and since she's survived thus far on her own she was safer with him. So they lived quietly together for as long as they could. Until MC hit thirteen and started puberty. It became harder as the years went by to keep MC hidden as she matured into a young woman and only two years before she was able to finish school her father took her out for fear of her being taken away.
Instead of getting her education as she'd hoped MC started working for a farmer that her father new personally. It would allow her to developed skills that she could apply to the rest of the world and also start making a living so they could live a better life together. Years passed by with MC working as a farm hand even as her womanly features matured. Still she did her best to hide her appearance as there were other farmhands around. She tucked her hair up in a cap and kept her chest bound, did her best to keep from smiling or looking at anyone straight in the eyes for more than a few seconds. It worked, at least she hoped it did. Until one day a man came to the farm that she had no choice but to look at.
This year produce in their quadrant had been suffering, a fiber eating bug was quickly running rampant from one farm to the next. It was an epidemic, one that could cause severe consequences if not dealt with. Thus the quadrant researchers were dispatched to random farmers to take samples and analyze them to find a cure. Only, with them came the quadrant leader to investigate himself, YC.
MC had meant to be gone early the day the researchers were to arrive, but when a fellow farmhand got stomped on by an unruly cow and broke his foot there was no choice but for her to stay to help. With the help of the old man that owned the farm she was sequestered back into the barns, caring for the cattle while the researchers spoke out in the fields. It should have gone smoothly, only YC wanted to check the cattle since they'd been fed the same crops. There was no way to give warning to MC and suddenly they were face to face and since YC had seen full grown woman before, unlike many of the younger men, YC knew immediately that MC was no man. YC demanded to know why MC was hidden away on a farm of all things and turned his ire onto the old man who took it in stride. Fearing for the lives of her father and the man who had taken her in MC promised she'd come in without fuss if he left both of them alone.
Setting: Wilderness, Fantasy, Pre-Industrial Era
Pairing: Alpha Shifter x Rogue Shifter
Tags: True Mates, Tribe Wars, Survival, Pack Life, Blood/Gore
Notes: I'm not attached to any specific kind of shifter. Honestly if we want to do kind of a melting pot of shifter kinds I thought that'd be cool - including fantasy creature shifters. Also this world doesn't have an over abundance of magic. There is some but it is not something that is normal like if we were playing elves. As always if anyone wants to add actual A/B/O dynamics to shifters I am very open to it.
Civilization can take on many different forms. From high futuristic sky scrappers in a city to small huts hand maintained everyday by the people who use them. This world isn't as sophisticated as the others. There is no standard means of electricity or flowing water that is cleaned with filters and pips. There is simply the world and its people living off of it, learning to harness its gifts and run from its danger. Despite not having spaceships and running water they thrive in their environment and in reward for learning to depend on the Earth so well the Earth bestowed them with magic of varying kinds.
MC is a tribe Chief's daughter. Her tribe is a peaceful one but not weak. They live along the coast of one of the largest oceans on their continent. Most of their trades with nearby tribes are for the extensive amounts of aquatic goods they aquire. MC is going to be Chief after her father and the tribe loves her just as much. Most of their neighboring tribes are friendly or at least cordial with them so the day a new tribe starts pushing into their lands it is startling.
A new Chieftan wishes to take land from any tribe he can over power. A shifter from deep within the mountains with a form the coastal tribes are unfamiliar with is pressing into them. There is no choice but to fight back. Even though there has been peace for many generations along the coast the tribes warriors do not lack strength. The battle is bloody and even though neighboring tribes work together the foreign shifters prove to be the subjugators.
The Mountain tribe and their Chief blew through one tribe after another, taking high ranking daughters as their prize from each tribe they behead a Chieftain from. MC tribe is warring no better than the rest, woman and child are cowering, scattering, crying as the warriors are fitting with every ounce of their strength to defend their home. When her fathers mighty form falls in front of them all great sorrow fills their hearts but there is no time for MC to mourn. The moment her father falls the Mountain Chief turns his sights on her, blood dripping from the open wound on his arm, MC was the only person in all the tribes able to draw his blood. He wanted to take her as his Queen but MC would not go willingly.
Everyone screamed for her to run, even the woman of the tribe throwing themselves in front of her to give her more time to flee. MC could not win, could not defend her tribe, but they begged her to save herself from such a fate. So that's what she did. Shifting into her own form she fled as far away as she could, ignoring the sounds of monstrous roars and screams behind her. MC did not stop running for days. She watched as the warm palm trees of the coast turned into dense coniferous trees of the forest.
Each stride she took the world changed and morphed into something she'd never see before. Yes, her tribe sent scouts into the forest to find foods not able to be found in the ocean but most of their livelihood came from the water. With the unfamiliar surroundings glaring down at her MC had no choice but to finally stop and take in her surroundings. In her haste to run MC wasn't even sure what cardinal direction she'd run in. Fearful of back tracking she walks closer to the sound of a water fall.
Desperate for water MC rushed to the lake underneath the water fall, covered in blood and filthy from rolling in dirt to mask her scent she drank the water like a mad man. It was only when she'd nearly drowned herself in the water that she felt like she was being watched. Looking up MC sees a man across the lake staring at her, YC. Their eyes meet and all she can feel is a magnetic pull deep inside her calling her to him.
Setting: Foreign Planet, Futuristic
Pairing: Leader Humanoid Alien x Human Captain colonist
Tags: Colonization, Interspecies, Alliance, New Planet, Master/Pet, Coercion
Notes: You can have your alien be what you'd like it to be, but I need them to be primarily bipedal, have human genitalia, and have similar facial features to humans. Otherwise they can have scales or fur, be red or blue, have tails or extra limbs, whatever your heart desires.
Earth is dying, nearly on the brink of total destruction. Despite all of the warning signs and desperate cries from the Earth itself Humans took no heed of its pain. Now they suffer as the very planet they call home, the only one able to be inhabited, slowly dies underneath their feet. They tried desperately for a few years to fix their wrongs but there was only so much Humans could patch up. The Earth was depleted of its resources and the ones not able to be replenished were long since gone. Humans were going to die if they did nothing.
With what little they had left they researched and scoured the cosmos for any sign of life, any sign of hope they had to keep their entire species from dying out. Once a plentiful race now clawing at the scraps of the universe to keep themselves alive. When it seemed all hope was lost they found one final shred of hope. In a nearby galaxy they had a planet bigger than Earth and with very differing colours but it was able to sustain life. Plants flourished from the dual suns and the multiple moons, but life was not all the proof they needed. It took another few years but Humans were able to conclude that the planet could sustain Humans. Oxygen rich atmosphere, seasons weren't too harsh, there were food and other creatures. That was all they were able to gather with their dwindling resources but it would have to do.
Rounding up a few hundred people Humans desperately departed with their last chance at hope. The planet was hundreds of life years away but the cryo sleep would keep the crew from aging for the time being and the AI on the ship would keep them alive. It was all they had left. If the colonization didn't work on another planet they were doomed. Humans would die off forever.
The flight to the new planet, E-352, was surprisingly smooth. Cryosleep kept up the entire time and when they were only a half a year out from the planet the sleep pods opened and hundreds of people awoke. Their new home was near. The 6 months of approach was nerve-wracking but when they all finally set eyes on the planet they were supposed to call home it felt better, they had a change.
Descending through the atmosphere had been rough, it was twice the size of Earth's and their ship was worn from space travel but they managed. The moment they set foot on the new planet and breathed in fresh air hope was restored. At least for a while. Everyone immediately fell into line and the Captain (MC) started to designate routes and jobs. They needed to learn about their new home as quickly as possible to stay alive. But no matter how much they had tried to prepared themselves Humans were still unprepared as always.
Weeks went by and all the colony had managed to make was a village large enough to house them all. Food was running low, they had lost nearly half of their people from the unfamiliar wildlife in the new planet, none of the plants they brought could take in the foreign soil. It was disastrous they were all going to slowly die from starvation or brutally by the wild life. This was what their cosmic karma gave them after killing their own planet.
MC had an idea, a last ditch effort to save her people and her species. The first week they had landed a few natives had appeared around where they had gathered. Only due to her quick thinking did her crew not attempt to kill them. They seemed curious but cautious and never attempted to make contact, but they constantly came around over the next weeks to check them out. It was only another day until a native came to their encampment. Using what few translators they had MC cautiously reached out to the lookout that had appeared. The creature was wary but listened to her plea. Humans were willing to trade whatever they could in exchange for being taught how to live on their new planet. Reluctantly the alien accepted and brought MC to their settlement alone with no one else allowed to come.
It took a few days to reach the their city and it was far more sophisticated than she'd expected but still a far cry from what Humans had managed to achieve. The creature took MC to what she assumed was a palace of sorts and brought her before their leader. YC. She pleaded to him directly, offering what little they had in exchange and even anything they may come across. They were desperate, they'd die without help and these creatures were the only thing intelligent enough to offer such help.
After much debate YC accepts the offer to help MC and her crew. In exchange for keeping another species from extinction YC demands that the humans help them develop new technologies like the ones they have on Earth. YC's people are intelligent but that hump from going from survival to logistical technology is a steep one and any help from another intelligent life form would be helpful. The other part of the conditions is that Humans must be open to attempting interspecies breeding. YC's species had always been low on females and they'd managed to survive but if conception was possible with another species their problems could be further solved.
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Thank you so much for giving over your time to read through my thread. If I have made something unclear, or you simply have some questions about things I didn't cover, please feel free to message me! Take a cup of tea or hot chocolate for the road back up to the surface, and I hope you have a positively disastrously good day!
Please PM me instead of posting on here. There is a very low chance of me actually seeing your message on this post!
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