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Intro
You can refer to me as Saga, Fae, or Seer. My pronouns are It/Its. I am plus-size and a dirty leftist.
I am the right partner for you when you are:
- Active OOC and want to become friends
- 21+ years of age (as am I)
- Passionate about writing
- LGBTQIA+ friendly
- Invested in plots, characters, and worldbuilding
- Loving Romance as much as I do
Regarding the Roleplay itself, we will get along wonderfully when you write:
- In the third person and past tense
- Messages that are regularly somewhere around 200+ (or more!) words
- One RP message daily, or even multiple messages per day
- Main Characters who are 21+ in age
You will have a lot of fun with me when you are:
- Looking for an Original (OCxOC) story
- Cool with my OC being F(xA)
- Excited about characters that are diverse and not always conform to social beauty standards
- NOT a Racist, Sexist, Homophobe, Disabilist, Fatphobe… etc
- Willing to hype up OCs, I will do the same for you, my friend
Those are my personal Limits/Triggers:
- Animal Abuse, Non-Con, Torture, Domestic Abuse… etc.
- Explicit Romance of characters below 21+ years of age
- Cheating amongst main characters, no matter if emotional or physical
- Alcoholic and drug addicted main characters
- Constant torture of characters and an overwhelming amount of Angst
- Smut can be done, but does not have to be; I will never want it to dominate the RP
Writing Sample
Poison. Yes. As though she would have been so utterly foolish to poison the Duke with something to be found easily in her satchel. Not that the people believed her when she pointed that out; to them, it must have sounded like she was mocking them. Had she not been leaving behind a trail of red in the snow, she might have been capable of feeling sympathy and understanding. As it was, she rushed as fast as her legs could carry her without tumbling over. The last thing she remembered was how her companion shouted at her to run, and thus she took off.
There had not been any grand guards following her. Thelastial and Stroi were not on negative terms. This was supposed to solidify the occasional trade both countries had with one another. Not lead to her being chased out of Valler with pitchforks and torches. She went straight for the wilds, off the streets, but she was fairly sure she left behind an obvious trail all the same.
There were noises in the distance, shouts, and something told her it was not her companion who had magically escaped to come rescue her. That she even managed to escape the town in the first place had been a miracle. Well, a bloody one, according to the wound oozing red from her stomach. She managed to let some roots shoot out from the ground to slow her pursuers down, but she doubted it was enough. Her heart pounded in her chest as she raced through the darkness. At this point, she was pushing herself to the limits of her endurance. Pain laced through her body.
Out of sight, out of mind, they normally said, but sadly, that did not apply this time. At least some entity had shown mercy upon her by placing an abandoned building not far from her. There was no other choice but to hurry inside. The door was partially open, and she hoped it was not a bad omen that someone else was waiting for her inside. There was no light burning from the inside.
At least that indicated the best. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and neglect. The eerie shadows would normally please her, but the urgency of her situation made her forget all the potential beauty of this scenery. Why did she never develop a talent for the Element of Light? She could simply find a tucked-away alcove in the shadows of the manor and use what little power she had left to become invisible, but no. That was not what fate had planned for her. Limping, she hurried into the next best room, where she almost collapsed due to exhaustion.
For a moment, she contemplated just... lying down and letting it happen, but there was a spark in her eyes that refused to be extinguished. She would not allow them to erase her from existence like a forgotten memory. She had to get back home. So many people were waiting for her. There was still so much to do. But she had to find a way to not only escape this angry mob but flee from Thelastial.
With trembling hands, she quickly cleared space on the dusty ground before pulling a small pouch from her belt. She dug her bloody hand into it and then drew a pentacle with ash on the ground. Swiftly, she shrugged off her backpack and then pulled out some candles. Her movements were hasty; she did not know how much time she had left. Placing the candles on the tips of the star, she lit them with a small flame that curled forth from the tip of her finger. A bundle of dried herbs was pulled out of yet another pouch, and she allowed the tip to burn.
The scent of incense filled the air while she stumbled to the center of the pentacle. There she fell on her knees, her vision slowly blurring. Taking her hand from her wound, she pressed it onto the wooden boards, leaving behind a bloody handprint. With her last strength, she stumbled out of the circle again before clutching her bleeding wound once more.
A very faint glow came from her hand as she healed herself with whatever strength remained. It was not her domain, and she had no more healing potions left. All she could do was hope her magic was enough to stop the bleeding. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she repeated what she was once taught in the hope of never having to use it. If this was her chance... she would take it. So she stretched out her other hand, her face one of pain as the flames of the candles burned higher, and a faint red glow came from her hand.
"As above, so below
In between, a loose place
Where my hand is bloody
Violence - clear and bright as day
Do not bury me away
I am not one with the roots
In the now, in the then
I submit to the unseemly urges
Be ready, oh creature unseen
I will not be standing by blankly anymore
Fate aside, come to me
Let us decide the future anew"
OCxOC
What I am looking for:
- Someone to write M or NB for my plus-size main F
- FxF can be done as well, if we vibe
- Morally grey or even villainous characters
- Big fan of dark romance, but not in an extreme, toxic way
- Possessive and obsessive love from both characters
- Serious, cunning, mature, and/or grumpy characters are my favourite
- Overall, characters with depth and not just a single personality trait
- A well-paced medium burn for the romance
- An age gap is always of interest to me, but NOT a must
What I am NOT looking for:
- Toxic relationships
- Constant strife between the couple
- Childish characters who need to be mothered
- Not keen on the typical “himbo/bimbo”, apologies
- Slow-Burns
- Modern Slice Of Life (unless you have a BANGER character and plot)
- Me writing M in the main pairing
- Doubling with OCxOC (open to doubling in fandoms though)
- Group RPs
Favourite Genres:
- Fantasy, my absolute favourite, no matter if high or low
- (Retelling) Folklore, Fairytales, and Myths
- Horror, especially with Monster Lovers
- Adventure, Historical, and some Action
- Romance, of course, is a must for me
Fantasy
YC = Your CharacterMC = My Character
Valor
A high fantasy world of my own design, with unique races, deities, demons, and so much more.It is a WIP and yet massive already, willing to take the role of a DM as long as you still play Side Characters.
Details can be edited as needed, and your own ideas are always welcome, of course.
Play With Fire
Dragons are greedy and dangerous rulers of this world.YC is a dragon, your choice if they are the ruler of a kingdom or more of a loner.
MC gets presented to them as a gift - a bride or a sacrifice? The choice is yours.
Old Legends
YC is a warlord who wants to take control of the world.MC is the hero of the legend that is meant to destroy YC.
The warlord might attempt to capture the hero or might even try to lure her onto their side.
On the other hand, the hero could be determined to destroy the warlord… or really not want to be involved in any of this.
Never Again
MC is a witch who is desperately looking for a teacher.Either because magic is rare, or no one seems to have knowledge of her magical abilities.
Regardless, YC is capable but first unwilling to teach MC until something shifts.
The Oracle
MC is capable of seeing the future through visions and rituals.She was raised in a convent, which she was never allowed to leave.
Serving those who came to her for guidance, she was nothing more than a tool.
YC comes to seek her advice, too, perhaps for something grand, like a war, or something more mundane.
Either way, it ends in YC either kidnapping the Oracle or simply helping her flee her golden cage.
On Large Wings
Our characters are dragon riders, or about to become them.The school they visit could be more ritualistic, perhaps even a cult, or maybe more related to the military.
Regardless, I like the idea of dragons choosing their riders and not vice versa.
No matter if they choose after being hatched or after they reach maturity, not being chosen could be a severe rejection.
It is our choice if the dragonriders are “just” that, just humans chosen by dragons.
Or if they perhaps end up connecting with their dragons more to the point of their minds becoming one with time.
The Choices
On every child's 8th birthday, they are brought to one of the many grand halls.They are then presented with a large array of items that all have their own meaning.
What they choose is supposed to define them, but the items are supposed to choose them back.
The items may glow, or something more spectacular might reveal that the item was the right pick.
A flower or seed could mean the child grows up to be a Gardener, caretaker, or botanist.
A feather dipped in ink would be Writers, Historians, or Artists.
A weapon could mean royal Knights, Mercenaries, or Soldiers…
Forgotten Hero
One of our OCs is the hero of the current times who is seeking guidance and/or a teacher.Perhaps they intentionally seek the hero of yore, or maybe they run into each other intentionally.
Maybe the hero of yore is only from a few decades ago, or perhaps they are immortal and have lived for a long time.
Regardless, the old hero has disowned the title of hero long ago and has grown bitter and resentful of the world.
Somehow the new hero still manages to convince them to fight with them.
Historical
YC = Your CharacterMC = My Character
A Crown Given
The kingdoms of our characters have been at war with each other for centuries.However, this cruel play must come to an end as resources are lacking and other issues arise.
YC is either the current ruler or heir of the kingdom MC´s parents have been waging war against.
A marriage is arranged between YC and MC, who might struggle at first thanks to cultural differences and the tension between the kingdoms.
Some people could be opposed to the marriage and union, depending on how much drama you would like to add to this.
A Different Life
MC was the firstborn of a King who would not tolerate his heir being a girl.He wanted a male heir and thus, his wife, the Queen, panicked.
Luckily, on the very same night, YC was born, a baby boy.
Begging the servant to exchange the children with her, YC was raised a prince and MC as a maid.
The King made it clear that he would not tolerate his firstborn being a girl.
Both growing up together and actually being fond of one another, or not, could be interesting.
Teeth And Rings
YC is a knight with a cruel reputation, which is true to some extent.MC is the princess, and the knight has been tasked to be her personal guard dog.
It might end with them both running away together to avoid an arranged betrothal for the princess.
Or perhaps they can actually convince the princess's parents to marry for love.
Scandalous Courting
In the Victorian Era, YC was born into the high class.Meanwhile, MC is either a middle-class woman or a lower-class woman.
Despite this scandal, YC starts courting MC the moment they meet.
All the drama, the gossip, and the dangers of indulging in such a scandalous courting would be explored here.
Massive extra points if your character is based on Dracula, or actually him, though I am willing to go a non-fantasy route here, too.
The North
Our characters are born in the Viking era.I am open to a realistic Slice of Life or even a Fantasy route.
No matter if we include Norse Mythology or focus on day-to-day life, I would love exploring this culture.
Your Rights
Somewhere in the past, for I am flexible in the time period, MC dresses and acts like a man.Perhaps to go to war, to escape an arranged wedding, or simply start a life with actual rights.
Maybe she is even supporting her family or other women that way.
Rather vague, so your ideas are more than welcome.
Bastard Heir
MC is the bastard of an old royal whose royal wife would never bless him with children.In the last days of his existence, he is torn between letting his legacy fall into the hands of his dangerous and cruel brother…
Or legitimize the bastard daughter he knew he had given a common woman many, many years ago.
He settles for the latter. During the last days of his existence, he arranged for YC to find that bastard heir and bring her to her new life.
It is your decision if your character is a knight, an advisor, or a close friend to the now-dead royal.
As You Wish
MC was never supposed to become queen, for she had an older brother, the heir in line.However, shortly after her father died, so did his only son, leaving MC to rule.
YC is the advisor who will help the newly turned queen through those sudden changes.
It depends on you if those deaths were an accident… or not.
In the end, the brother might have made an unfit king anyway, perhaps too much like his father.
And it also entirely depends on you how much you want MC and YC to be involved in all this.
Folklore
YC = Your CharacterMC = My Character
Do Not Say Thank You
I want to write about the original, bloodthirsty Fae and not the pop culture ones who are just elves.Rusalkas, Changelings, Huldras, Nokkens… if you know those creatures, please hit me up.
I am open to a variety of potential ideas; we can rewrite old folklore and take our twist on it.
Very open to playing any female Fae for you or a human, however you please.
Maiden of Death
Would love to rewrite the story of Persephone and Hades with any additional ideas or plot twists you might be eager to do.She definitely ate the pomegranate seeds willingly; that much is clear to me.
Deep Waters
One of our characters is the siren, the other one a human.Perhaps a pirate, maybe a sailor, or just some unfortunate fisher..
The siren could save the human, or maybe even try to drown them.
Or the human (accidentally) captures the siren and/or helps them.
Regardless, I can play the siren or the human for you here
Interested? Here is what you should do next!
- Send me a message/conversation
- Introduce yourself
- Tell me what idea you are interested in
- Send me a writing sample
- Profit!