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Pleasure meeting you!
Been writing for 10+ years now, it is my passion and my escape from dreadful day-to-day life. So I am looking for someone who can give me the same energy back I put into this.
Which means I am looking for you
Ideally, I would love to find someone who can write a response at least once a day and who writes 400+ words each message.
Now, I am well aware that it is not possible for everyone, so here are two variations I hope are suitable for someone.
Either you are someone who writes 200+ words in each message and responds regularly, at least once, or even multiple times a day.
Or
You are someone who writes 400+ words in each message and writes an RP message every other day.
If you chose to reach out to me please do so with a writing sample!
It is still a WIP but already massive, though I do not expect you to memorize any of it.
No matter if we go the route of your OC having amnesia or just having grown up sheltered, I do not mind taking the role of a DM at the beginning.
We can gladly explore this through your OC(s), details can gladly be discussed if this is of interest of you.
Your Character is a dragon; they could be the ruler of a kingdom or perhaps they are more of a loner.
Either way, my OC is presented to them as a gift - a bride or a sacrifice? The choice is ours.
Perhaps the villagers simply brought the annual bride to their dragon ruler, or they asked a solidarity dragon to protect their village from evil…
My character is the hero of the legend that states that the hero will defeat the warlord.
The warlord could be aiming to capture her, or perhaps they are attempting to pull the hero on their side.
The hero could be determined… or perhaps she does not even truly believe in the old legend.
Perhaps magic is rare; maybe she went through a variety of teachers already, and they had all rejected her.
Whatever the reason may be, she ends up in front of your character, who was once a magic user who hid away from the world.
For whatever reason, your character is first unwilling to teach my character until something shifts.
Perhaps a particular strong magical outburst caught your character's attention or something else entirely.
It was a blessing as much as it was a curse, for my character was quickly brought to a convent where her abilities had been honed and sharpened.
She was never allowed to leave the convent. Hidden with robes and veils from the view of those who came to her for guidance, to protect her holiness.
Your character seeks my character for advice, perhaps on war, perhaps on something more mundane.
Either way, it ends in your character helping, or perhaps even forcing my character, to leave the golden cage
Are they off to save the world, or are they on more personal quests? I am open to it all.
Open to turning this into a Polyamorous party, too, if you are up for that.
However, this cruel play must come to an end. Perhaps the resources are lacking, or my character's kingdom threatens to lose.
Regardless, your character is the current ruler or heir of the enemy kingdom who agrees to/arranges a marriage to my character.
The stress of this is an arranged marriage without initial love; cultural differences and the past of their countries could weigh heavily on them.
Some people could be opposed to the marriage and union, depending on how much drama you would like to add to this.
He wanted a male heir, and like so many men, he would blame his wife for the failure.
So when the firstborn baby really turned out to be a girl, the Queen panicked.
One of her servants had given birth the very same night as she did, a baby boy.
In her fear of punishment and losing her baby girl, she begged the servant to exchange the children with her.
I would love for you to play the Prince who is actually the servant, while I would play the maid who is actually the princess.
Would love to write a princess against a knight.
Your decision if the princess has been married to a suitor she did not want and now finds comfort in the knight.
Or if she is yet to be wed and always was fond of the knight under the kings rule.
I am especially drawn to a knight with a cruel reputation, which is true to some extent.
Yet he has or develops a soft side for the princess. A protective but dangerous guard dog.
Your character is a person of higher social standing.
Upon meeting, both are interested in one another, and especially, your character is insistent on courting mine.
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.
No matter if we include Norse Mythology, focus on the plundering of that time and/or go another route entirely.
Ideally, I would like to have a bit of all. Perhaps we start off in a Viking village, and our OCs embark on some grand journey.
Or maybe we have a difficult dynamic between our OCs at first.
Arranged marriage, perhaps one is even a prisoner... So many possibilities.
There are so many fae creatures and so many potential ideas, we can rewrite old folklore, take our twist on it…
It can be set in the past or perhaps in a future where war or sickness caused most of humanity to die and nature to reclaim the earth.
It could also “just” be about a human stepping through a portal they should not be in. I am willing to play Fae or human!
She definitely ate the pomegranate seeds willingly; that much is clear to me.
Also very willing and ready to indulge other Greek goods as side characters or perhaps even for a doubling.
They have grown tired of people who merely wish to be with them for their money.
Having only found unfitting partners in high society, they decide to look for true love among the “commoners”.
Do they download a dating app or perhaps go on something as casual as speed dating?
I like the idea of our OCs coming from different social standings and the tension when the secret is revealed.
Of course, everyone would be 21+, ideally, even the younger party would be at least in their mid twenties.
I simply love the dynamic of such a couple. If we want drama, we can have their families and/or friends not being accepting of their relationship.
Do our OCs run into each other by accident? Do they meet through friends? Through a wedding? Or perhaps are they neighbours?
I am eager to write them courting each other and explore their dynamic.
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 for 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"
Fret not, he said. As though Demeter actually cared about his damned schedule. His work was important, truly. That did not mean she thought of him as important, though. At the very least, not in her daughter's life. "I would appreciate that a lot, Lord Hades." The sweet voice of her daughter was a tad bit too honeyed. There was this clear interest in Kore that made the mother's heart twitch in her chest. With one arm outstretched, she could keep her child close to her. At least something. While Kore happily babbled away about the most mundane things.
Birds, the one she saved in particular.
Flowers, the ones that typically grow in this area.
When Hekate joined them, her attention swerved to witchcraft. How amazed she was that some mortals actually had such a special connection to the divine. Once Hades also brought topics on his own to the table, she looked even more excited at him. Despite some sharp comments from her mother, the young maiden was not deterred from listening to the deity of death attentively. It made her almost sad when he had to leave. He had the most interesting opinions... So when he stopped shy of their home, she folded her hands in front of her lap. "A shame..." That he had to leave already.
Hades said goodbye to them all but then focused on her in particular, leaving the young woman blushing. The compliment tasted sweet on her tongue, at last, until Demeter groaned and ushered her inside. What followed was a conversation that ended in a sheer endless back and forth. Until Hekate said it was enough for tonight, that they all should get some rest.
Kore was stuck the whole night thinking about all the reasons why she would not see Hades again. They all made no sense to her. So what if he had to stay most of the time in the Underworld? So what if the other deities thought him unfit to some extent? He had been nothing but polite to her this entire time. There was even something inside of her that thought that he looked at her as someone... interesting. Beyond her name. Beyond her mother's. Often, people saw her only as an extension of Demeter and Hekate. Which was an honor, really, but not all Kore wanted to be.
That night, the young maiden made a decision she had been building up to for a while already.
It was time for her to create a life beyond her mother's influence.
The next morning, she got dressed, wearing one of her favourite green tunics, before she picked up the little black bird carefully. "Mother! I would like to visit Apollo. Would you take care of Konos for me?" What a lie. But one she knew Demeter would accept, even if she were to grumble about it. "Please return to us before midnight, dear..."
Kore received two kisses from her mothers before she took off. Towards one of the few people she would call a friend. "Hermes!" She chirped upon seeing the familiar man. With her arms spread wide, she pulled the young man into a tight hug. "I need you to do something for me." Now, that made Hermes raise an eyebrow. It was not rare that he was asked for favours. After all, the herald and messenger were always used for this, but... He was not used to Kore asking anything of him. "I knew the day would come when you would reveal to me that you only ever befriended me to abuse my powers..." Dramatically, Hermes tilted his head back to press the back of his hand against his forehead.
Upon that, Kore rolled her eyes. "Oh, shush." She painfully smacked his shoulder. "Do not be like that. I never asked you for anything before, and if I were capable of entering the underworld on my own, I would not ask you at all." For a moment, there was silence before Hermes looked at Kore a bit more seriously. "The underworld? Are you certain? What are you planning to do there?"
"I met Lord Hades yesterday, and I would like to meet him again. Since I have been informed that he cannot leave the underworld often, I wish to visit him instead."
Silence, yet again. But then Hermes merely shrugged. The mischievous little trickster saw that many things could go wrong. But then again, he was way too curious to see what exactly would happen than to deny Kore. He offered his hands to her and grinned when she took them. "Well then... I will gladly drop you off in the underworld, Kore. Just do not come whining for me when the dead scare you pale..." A faint spark came from his hands before the ground split open into a blue light Kore had seen before. They both fell through the ground, into an open space.
"Guess I should introduce you to Ceberus first... He is the guard puppy here after all." Hermes floated with Kore down until they landed on firm ground again. "Meanwhile, I shall inform Hades about his unexpected visitor... I hope, for both of us, that he will delight in your company."
I do not feel comfortable with "sex first - relationship later" and certainly see it more as a side dish than a main meal.
Plot to Smut ratio can vary! I can go up to 70/30 - Plot to Smut if we vibe well. Perhaps even 60/40 - Plot to Smut if you are that skilled ;)
I am also cool with fading to black or keeping smut to a minimum. I will adapt to your wishes, within reasoning of my own limits.
I prefer playing the sub, though I can also play a switch if you would prefer that.
Favourites: Vaginal Sex, Mandhandling, Oral Sex, Foreplay, Romance (It can be rough as long as it´s still love), Aftercare, Praise (got the biggest praise kink), Mild Pain, Biting, Scratching, Hair Pulling, Slight Choking, Daddy Kink, Teasing, Primal Play, Dirty Talk (Yes please), Possessive and Obsessive Love
Likes: Hand Job / Fingering, Thigh fucking, Cockwarming, Toys, Light Bondage, Spanking, Begging, Age Gap (my OC being the younger one), Blindfolds, Forced Orgasm, Manipulation
No-Gos: Rimming, Fisting, Extreme Pain, Extreme Bondage, Non-Con, Cheating, Toilet Play, Slapping, Orgasm Denial, Edging, Slow Burn, domestic violence
Been writing for 10+ years now, it is my passion and my escape from dreadful day-to-day life. So I am looking for someone who can give me the same energy back I put into this.
Which means I am looking for you
- Is active OOC and open to becoming friends over time
- Wirte in third person
- 21+ years of age (as am I)
Ideally, I would love to find someone who can write a response at least once a day and who writes 400+ words each message.
Now, I am well aware that it is not possible for everyone, so here are two variations I hope are suitable for someone.
Either you are someone who writes 200+ words in each message and responds regularly, at least once, or even multiple times a day.
Or
You are someone who writes 400+ words in each message and writes an RP message every other day.
If you chose to reach out to me please do so with a writing sample!
I have a favorite OC who is F and who I enjoy adding wherever I can.
My preferred pairings for her would be FxM and FxNB.
FxF never worked for me. So if you prefer that or MxM, let us double!
Doubling up essentially means we have two main couples, which means we both get exactly what we want.
Those stories can be intertwined, so all OCs get to interact with one another sooner or later, or they can be completely separate.
I am always a sucker for the morally grey and sometimes even villainous characters.
I am a lover of dark romance. Not in a toxic way, but rather in the sense of
“I hate everyone but that one person. I would burn down the world for them.”
Possessive and obsessive love is my bread and butter.
I do not long for there to be constant strife between the couple.
I much prefer them to have issues outside their relationship, while their relationship is their comfort zone.
Please note that if we do not double, I am not too keen on slow-burning.
I know a lot of people adore that, and I can definitely play it for your side, if we double!
Just never worked out for me, I much prefer a well-paced medium-burn.
My preferred pairings for her would be FxM and FxNB.
FxF never worked for me. So if you prefer that or MxM, let us double!
Doubling up essentially means we have two main couples, which means we both get exactly what we want.
Those stories can be intertwined, so all OCs get to interact with one another sooner or later, or they can be completely separate.
I am always a sucker for the morally grey and sometimes even villainous characters.
I am a lover of dark romance. Not in a toxic way, but rather in the sense of
“I hate everyone but that one person. I would burn down the world for them.”
Possessive and obsessive love is my bread and butter.
I do not long for there to be constant strife between the couple.
I much prefer them to have issues outside their relationship, while their relationship is their comfort zone.
Please note that if we do not double, I am not too keen on slow-burning.
I know a lot of people adore that, and I can definitely play it for your side, if we double!
Just never worked out for me, I much prefer a well-paced medium-burn.
I am open to many things as long as I have my romance included.
If you desire a platonic RP, then I will gladly do so for your side when we double.
Unless you are willing to RP a platonic parent figure for a child OC of mine, then I could be convinced.
I am always itching for Fantasy in all forms, no matter if dark, high, or low.
Retelling of Folklore/Myths is also high up the list.
Horror is also something I adore, especially combined with fairy tales, whether the darker originals or newer ones.
I am always open to some good adventuring and action.
I am more than happy to just combine a variety of genres to create the perfect RP for us.
Below you can find specific ideas I had in mind.
Please keep in mind that all of those ideas can be edited as needed.
Doubling is always possible, for all ideas, and I am more than open to brainstorming.
Some are less detailed than others, so I am always eager to hear your ideas.
If you desire a platonic RP, then I will gladly do so for your side when we double.
Unless you are willing to RP a platonic parent figure for a child OC of mine, then I could be convinced.
I am always itching for Fantasy in all forms, no matter if dark, high, or low.
Retelling of Folklore/Myths is also high up the list.
Horror is also something I adore, especially combined with fairy tales, whether the darker originals or newer ones.
I am always open to some good adventuring and action.
I am more than happy to just combine a variety of genres to create the perfect RP for us.
Below you can find specific ideas I had in mind.
Please keep in mind that all of those ideas can be edited as needed.
Doubling is always possible, for all ideas, and I am more than open to brainstorming.
Some are less detailed than others, so I am always eager to hear your ideas.
Fantasy
Valor
Come explore my own created high fantasy world with unique races, deities, demons… the whole palette.It is still a WIP but already massive, though I do not expect you to memorize any of it.
No matter if we go the route of your OC having amnesia or just having grown up sheltered, I do not mind taking the role of a DM at the beginning.
We can gladly explore this through your OC(s), details can gladly be discussed if this is of interest of you.
Play With Fire
Dragons are the rulers of this world, known as greedy and dangerous beings.Your Character is a dragon; they could be the ruler of a kingdom or perhaps they are more of a loner.
Either way, my OC is presented to them as a gift - a bride or a sacrifice? The choice is ours.
Perhaps the villagers simply brought the annual bride to their dragon ruler, or they asked a solidarity dragon to protect their village from evil…
Old Legends
Your character is a warlord whose goal is to take control of the world, or at least a significant part of it.My character is the hero of the legend that states that the hero will defeat the warlord.
The warlord could be aiming to capture her, or perhaps they are attempting to pull the hero on their side.
The hero could be determined… or perhaps she does not even truly believe in the old legend.
Never Again
My character is a witch who is desperately looking for a mentor.Perhaps magic is rare; maybe she went through a variety of teachers already, and they had all rejected her.
Whatever the reason may be, she ends up in front of your character, who was once a magic user who hid away from the world.
For whatever reason, your character is first unwilling to teach my character until something shifts.
Perhaps a particular strong magical outburst caught your character's attention or something else entirely.
The Oracle
My character has been blessed with the ability to see the future through various means and rituals.It was a blessing as much as it was a curse, for my character was quickly brought to a convent where her abilities had been honed and sharpened.
She was never allowed to leave the convent. Hidden with robes and veils from the view of those who came to her for guidance, to protect her holiness.
Your character seeks my character for advice, perhaps on war, perhaps on something more mundane.
Either way, it ends in your character helping, or perhaps even forcing my character, to leave the golden cage
A Party Of Four
Your, more or less, typical DND party with widely different characters, with such unique personalities.Are they off to save the world, or are they on more personal quests? I am open to it all.
Open to turning this into a Polyamorous party, too, if you are up for that.
Historical
A Crown Given
My character is the daughter of the King and Queen of a Kingdom that has been at war with another for centuries.However, this cruel play must come to an end. Perhaps the resources are lacking, or my character's kingdom threatens to lose.
Regardless, your character is the current ruler or heir of the enemy kingdom who agrees to/arranges a marriage to my character.
The stress of this is an arranged marriage without initial love; cultural differences and the past of their countries could weigh heavily on them.
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
The King made it clear that he would not tolerate his firstborn to be a girl.He wanted a male heir, and like so many men, he would blame his wife for the failure.
So when the firstborn baby really turned out to be a girl, the Queen panicked.
One of her servants had given birth the very same night as she did, a baby boy.
In her fear of punishment and losing her baby girl, she begged the servant to exchange the children with her.
I would love for you to play the Prince who is actually the servant, while I would play the maid who is actually the princess.
Teeth And Rings
The classic trope of princess x knight has been swirling in my mind for a while now.Would love to write a princess against a knight.
Your decision if the princess has been married to a suitor she did not want and now finds comfort in the knight.
Or if she is yet to be wed and always was fond of the knight under the kings rule.
I am especially drawn to a knight with a cruel reputation, which is true to some extent.
Yet he has or develops a soft side for the princess. A protective but dangerous guard dog.
Scandalous Courting
This would play in the Victorian Era. My character is either a middle-class woman or a lower-class woman.Your character is a person of higher social standing.
Upon meeting, both are interested in one another, and especially, your character is insistent on courting mine.
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
Would love to RP in the Viking times. It is your choice if we keep it more realistic, perhaps even Slice Of Life-ish, or if we go a low, mid, or high Fantasy route.No matter if we include Norse Mythology, focus on the plundering of that time and/or go another route entirely.
Ideally, I would like to have a bit of all. Perhaps we start off in a Viking village, and our OCs embark on some grand journey.
Or maybe we have a difficult dynamic between our OCs at first.
Arranged marriage, perhaps one is even a prisoner... So many possibilities.
Folklore
Do Not Say Thank You
I love the Fae, and I mean the original ones, not the pop culture modern ones, where it´s essentially just elves.There are so many fae creatures and so many potential ideas, we can rewrite old folklore, take our twist on it…
It can be set in the past or perhaps in a future where war or sickness caused most of humanity to die and nature to reclaim the earth.
It could also “just” be about a human stepping through a portal they should not be in. I am willing to play Fae or human!
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.
Also very willing and ready to indulge other Greek goods as side characters or perhaps even for a doubling.
Modern
Our Differences
Your Character is a billionaire who is looking for true love.They have grown tired of people who merely wish to be with them for their money.
Having only found unfitting partners in high society, they decide to look for true love among the “commoners”.
Do they download a dating app or perhaps go on something as casual as speed dating?
I like the idea of our OCs coming from different social standings and the tension when the secret is revealed.
May-December Relationship
Looking for someone who would like to play an older man for my younger woman character.Of course, everyone would be 21+, ideally, even the younger party would be at least in their mid twenties.
I simply love the dynamic of such a couple. If we want drama, we can have their families and/or friends not being accepting of their relationship.
Do our OCs run into each other by accident? Do they meet through friends? Through a wedding? Or perhaps are they neighbours?
I am eager to write them courting each other and explore their dynamic.
Writing Sample - One
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 for 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"
Writing Sample - Two
Fret not, he said. As though Demeter actually cared about his damned schedule. His work was important, truly. That did not mean she thought of him as important, though. At the very least, not in her daughter's life. "I would appreciate that a lot, Lord Hades." The sweet voice of her daughter was a tad bit too honeyed. There was this clear interest in Kore that made the mother's heart twitch in her chest. With one arm outstretched, she could keep her child close to her. At least something. While Kore happily babbled away about the most mundane things.
Birds, the one she saved in particular.
Flowers, the ones that typically grow in this area.
When Hekate joined them, her attention swerved to witchcraft. How amazed she was that some mortals actually had such a special connection to the divine. Once Hades also brought topics on his own to the table, she looked even more excited at him. Despite some sharp comments from her mother, the young maiden was not deterred from listening to the deity of death attentively. It made her almost sad when he had to leave. He had the most interesting opinions... So when he stopped shy of their home, she folded her hands in front of her lap. "A shame..." That he had to leave already.
Hades said goodbye to them all but then focused on her in particular, leaving the young woman blushing. The compliment tasted sweet on her tongue, at last, until Demeter groaned and ushered her inside. What followed was a conversation that ended in a sheer endless back and forth. Until Hekate said it was enough for tonight, that they all should get some rest.
Kore was stuck the whole night thinking about all the reasons why she would not see Hades again. They all made no sense to her. So what if he had to stay most of the time in the Underworld? So what if the other deities thought him unfit to some extent? He had been nothing but polite to her this entire time. There was even something inside of her that thought that he looked at her as someone... interesting. Beyond her name. Beyond her mother's. Often, people saw her only as an extension of Demeter and Hekate. Which was an honor, really, but not all Kore wanted to be.
That night, the young maiden made a decision she had been building up to for a while already.
It was time for her to create a life beyond her mother's influence.
The next morning, she got dressed, wearing one of her favourite green tunics, before she picked up the little black bird carefully. "Mother! I would like to visit Apollo. Would you take care of Konos for me?" What a lie. But one she knew Demeter would accept, even if she were to grumble about it. "Please return to us before midnight, dear..."
Kore received two kisses from her mothers before she took off. Towards one of the few people she would call a friend. "Hermes!" She chirped upon seeing the familiar man. With her arms spread wide, she pulled the young man into a tight hug. "I need you to do something for me." Now, that made Hermes raise an eyebrow. It was not rare that he was asked for favours. After all, the herald and messenger were always used for this, but... He was not used to Kore asking anything of him. "I knew the day would come when you would reveal to me that you only ever befriended me to abuse my powers..." Dramatically, Hermes tilted his head back to press the back of his hand against his forehead.
Upon that, Kore rolled her eyes. "Oh, shush." She painfully smacked his shoulder. "Do not be like that. I never asked you for anything before, and if I were capable of entering the underworld on my own, I would not ask you at all." For a moment, there was silence before Hermes looked at Kore a bit more seriously. "The underworld? Are you certain? What are you planning to do there?"
"I met Lord Hades yesterday, and I would like to meet him again. Since I have been informed that he cannot leave the underworld often, I wish to visit him instead."
Silence, yet again. But then Hermes merely shrugged. The mischievous little trickster saw that many things could go wrong. But then again, he was way too curious to see what exactly would happen than to deny Kore. He offered his hands to her and grinned when she took them. "Well then... I will gladly drop you off in the underworld, Kore. Just do not come whining for me when the dead scare you pale..." A faint spark came from his hands before the ground split open into a blue light Kore had seen before. They both fell through the ground, into an open space.
"Guess I should introduce you to Ceberus first... He is the guard puppy here after all." Hermes floated with Kore down until they landed on firm ground again. "Meanwhile, I shall inform Hades about his unexpected visitor... I hope, for both of us, that he will delight in your company."
Regarding Smut
Smut is alright with me, as long as it does not dominate the RP nor happen immediately.I do not feel comfortable with "sex first - relationship later" and certainly see it more as a side dish than a main meal.
Plot to Smut ratio can vary! I can go up to 70/30 - Plot to Smut if we vibe well. Perhaps even 60/40 - Plot to Smut if you are that skilled ;)
I am also cool with fading to black or keeping smut to a minimum. I will adapt to your wishes, within reasoning of my own limits.
I prefer playing the sub, though I can also play a switch if you would prefer that.
Favourites: Vaginal Sex, Mandhandling, Oral Sex, Foreplay, Romance (It can be rough as long as it´s still love), Aftercare, Praise (got the biggest praise kink), Mild Pain, Biting, Scratching, Hair Pulling, Slight Choking, Daddy Kink, Teasing, Primal Play, Dirty Talk (Yes please), Possessive and Obsessive Love
Likes: Hand Job / Fingering, Thigh fucking, Cockwarming, Toys, Light Bondage, Spanking, Begging, Age Gap (my OC being the younger one), Blindfolds, Forced Orgasm, Manipulation
No-Gos: Rimming, Fisting, Extreme Pain, Extreme Bondage, Non-Con, Cheating, Toilet Play, Slapping, Orgasm Denial, Edging, Slow Burn, domestic violence