Fille Anonyme
Knight
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- Messages
- 56
- Age
- 27
Alyda is a young widower that lives alone, outcast from her village at the young age of sixteen. You see, she had once been betrothed to a rich older man who just happened to die on the wedding day. During the festivities that followed the ceremony, the old but seemingly healthy man had died of a heart attack while dancing with his new wife. After his passing, all of his wealth and belongings were given to the Alyda, but with the gain of riches came the loss of her friends and family as the village came to think her a witch because of her husband's sudden death that worked wonderfully in her favor. People she had known her entire life shunned her and her family turned their backs on her, coming to her in secret only when in need of money.
The lies of being a witch only grew stronger through the years as she moved herself and her small staff from the large manor north of the village to a smaller country house that sat at the edge of the forbidden forest. In that wood, the trees were dense and the branches wove together overhead, the leaves blocking out all sunlight almost all sunlight. It put fear into the hearts of all that entered and naturally, rumors were passed through the generations of an evil that lurked in that darkness. Alyda loved nature and to spend her time outdoors and despite the stories, she often wondered through the woods She found that it was like any forest, teeming with life and completely lacking the dark, evil magic every one said was there. Each time she ventured into the forest, she walked a little deeper, spending more and more time weaving between the trees.
One day, she stayed far longer than she meant to. The sun was starting to set and the already dim forest was growing darker. She knew that she needed to go back, but something continued to draw her further in. As she walked, she noticed a particularly large tree. The trunk was thicker than the others and oddly shaped. Unable to help herself, she walked closer only to stop in her tracks as her eyes finally made out what she was looking at; a man. She could only see his head and shoulders, but then his skin began to darken and crack like the bark of a tree. She could see the faint shape of his body, the trunk bulging as if his limbs were straining against the tree from the inside. Her eyes moved down slowly before trailing back up. Her gaze stopped on an arrow that protruded from where his heart would be. The wooden rod glowed, pulsing with the same rhythm of a heartbeat. Alyda took a step forward and glanced up, only to stumble back with a yelp of fear as a pair of red eyes looked back at her.
So, if you haven't been able to tell, this is going to be a medieval fantasy story. The plot is very, veryopen, because, with the right partner, I like to be able to create something completely new and unique together. Basically, the only things that are for sure established so far are that MC is a young widower living by the woods and YC is trapped in a tree by magic. What you are, a plain human or something else, why you're in the tree and how long you've been there are completely up for discussion, as is basically everything else.
I'm looking for the plot to hold a dark theme, the darker the better in my opinion. I love smut, but I don't want that to be the main focus of the story, but I also don't want it to just be plot driven as too much of either gets boring for me.
When it comes to smut, I am a sub and here's my f-list just in case: https://www.f-list.net/c/x x/
What I need in a partner:
The lies of being a witch only grew stronger through the years as she moved herself and her small staff from the large manor north of the village to a smaller country house that sat at the edge of the forbidden forest. In that wood, the trees were dense and the branches wove together overhead, the leaves blocking out all sunlight almost all sunlight. It put fear into the hearts of all that entered and naturally, rumors were passed through the generations of an evil that lurked in that darkness. Alyda loved nature and to spend her time outdoors and despite the stories, she often wondered through the woods She found that it was like any forest, teeming with life and completely lacking the dark, evil magic every one said was there. Each time she ventured into the forest, she walked a little deeper, spending more and more time weaving between the trees.
One day, she stayed far longer than she meant to. The sun was starting to set and the already dim forest was growing darker. She knew that she needed to go back, but something continued to draw her further in. As she walked, she noticed a particularly large tree. The trunk was thicker than the others and oddly shaped. Unable to help herself, she walked closer only to stop in her tracks as her eyes finally made out what she was looking at; a man. She could only see his head and shoulders, but then his skin began to darken and crack like the bark of a tree. She could see the faint shape of his body, the trunk bulging as if his limbs were straining against the tree from the inside. Her eyes moved down slowly before trailing back up. Her gaze stopped on an arrow that protruded from where his heart would be. The wooden rod glowed, pulsing with the same rhythm of a heartbeat. Alyda took a step forward and glanced up, only to stumble back with a yelp of fear as a pair of red eyes looked back at her.
So, if you haven't been able to tell, this is going to be a medieval fantasy story. The plot is very, veryopen, because, with the right partner, I like to be able to create something completely new and unique together. Basically, the only things that are for sure established so far are that MC is a young widower living by the woods and YC is trapped in a tree by magic. What you are, a plain human or something else, why you're in the tree and how long you've been there are completely up for discussion, as is basically everything else.
I'm looking for the plot to hold a dark theme, the darker the better in my opinion. I love smut, but I don't want that to be the main focus of the story, but I also don't want it to just be plot driven as too much of either gets boring for me.
When it comes to smut, I am a sub and here's my f-list just in case: https://www.f-list.net/c/x x/
What I need in a partner:
- A male preferably
- Someone that can give me 1-4 paragraphs. Anything less than a paragraph is just sad and not worth either of our time. Four paragraphs are usually my maximum as I very rarely can force any more out for a single reply. If you can do more than that, awesome, just don't expect me to write a novella because I don't put that expectation on anyone else.
- Someone that can type properly. This is my biggest pet peeve EVER, even more than one-liners. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes in their writing and that's fine, what I'm talking about is basic grammar: starting your sentence with a capital letter and ending it with a period, using commas, using quotations, separating your paragraphs.
- No controlling my character! Don't write out my reactions and actions for me, I can do it myself. If your character does something and you really need me to react in a certain way, message me OOC. Don't control MC and I won't control YC.
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