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ABOUT ME
First of all, hello! These are mostly my rules and requirements. If any are dealbreakers for you, I can usually be persuaded.
Please actually read this section- it tells you quite a lot about me, who I am, and what I'm looking for.
CURRENT PLOT CRAVINGS
NEW IDEA- THE KING'S CHAMPIONS
ABO Poly Wolf Pack
The Emperor and The Prince
The Demon Lord's Pet
OTHER IDEAS
~Great Comet of 1812~
I'm currently obsessed with the Great Comet of 1812 musical... okay... to be honest I'm obsessed with Anatole...
If anyone wants to RP some Russian 1800's high society stuff with taboo relationships and cute boys who are too pure for this world. Please tell me.
Or if anyone wants to do any other kind of roleplay where I can play a flirty, blonde twink with too much stage presence for his own good.
Or if anyone wants me to play any other character so they an play a flirty, blonde twink with too much stage presence for his own good.
I've just finished reading Captive Prince so I would be very up for ANYTHING set in that sort of universe.
It's not a developed plot but I want Dom/sub or omegaverse high fantasy. I want to world build and come up with an amazing setting. That's also quite kinky. Maybe with elves. I like elves.
My Plots Masterpost can be found here.
First of all, hello! These are mostly my rules and requirements. If any are dealbreakers for you, I can usually be persuaded.
Please actually read this section- it tells you quite a lot about me, who I am, and what I'm looking for.
- The MINIMUM I will write per post is a full paragraph although I prefer to write around 3-400 words. I'm also happy to write more and match your post length it might just take me longer to reply. Good quality writing is preferred over quantity.
- One of the main reasons I RP is because I love reading your replies as much as I love writing mine. So for me there's no point in writing if I'm going to be 'rewarded' with a short paragraph unless there's a good reason for it.
- I ONLY RP in third person past tense.
- I play male characters. Currently craving a more submissive role but I adore switchy characters. It's very rare that I will play more than one main character per role play, although I'm happy to do more than one role play with the same person
- I mostly prefer MxM plots, but there's a slim chance I might be persuaded into MxF and all my plots can be adapted as such.
- I have a general problem with perfect female characters in roleplays. I'm guilty of it, which is usually why I don't play female characters. If you can convince me your female character isn't a Mary Sue, I'm happy to play MxF. It will take a lot to convince me.
- I also have a bit of a problem with un-researched/ unrealistic characters, especially in modern/historical slice of life settings. I don't mind that your character is a doctor at 18, or has more money than they know what to do with, or owns 14 tigers, but give me some justification here people.
- I'm not really here to just write sexy stuff. I like some plot with my smut. Ratio depends on plot though.
- Happy to RP wherever you prefer.
- I generally only RP original characters unless we're doing an actual fandom paring. Not interested in cannonxoc RPs
- I'm trying desperately not to get into RPs I'm not entirely committed but it might mean I'm a bit blunt if something isn't working out.
- Plots are mine unless stated, but were originally written for a PG13 site. I'm totally up for making all of them kinky.
CURRENT PLOT CRAVINGS
NEW IDEA- THE KING'S CHAMPIONS
When the King of Tavara is blessed with his first son, two infants are chosen. One, already showing promise as a mage, the other from a line of warriors that has stretched back almost as far as the Tavaran Kings. The two are trained to be guides and confidants and protectors for the king. To accompany him from his coronation to his deathbed. At 16, the two are tested. Their skills are put to the test and the resulting bond ties them together for life. More than soulmates, most take the final steps into adulthood in each other's arms.
Once the old King passes into the halls of his ancestors, the Champions are summoned. In an ancient and secret ceremony, the two have their bond shattered and reforged with the soon-to-be-king in the middle. He is crowned with them beside him, and there they will remain for the rest of his life.
Actual plot wise… I'm very open. I have a few ideas in mind, but I'd love to hear your thoughts. I'm writing this with MxMxM in mind, but I may be open to a Female/Non-binary character. Also 100% trans character friendly.
I'm envisaging us playing one of the champions each, and either one of us taking the lead on, or us sharing the prince, I'm happy to play more than one character for the purposes of this one.
Once the old King passes into the halls of his ancestors, the Champions are summoned. In an ancient and secret ceremony, the two have their bond shattered and reforged with the soon-to-be-king in the middle. He is crowned with them beside him, and there they will remain for the rest of his life.
Actual plot wise… I'm very open. I have a few ideas in mind, but I'd love to hear your thoughts. I'm writing this with MxMxM in mind, but I may be open to a Female/Non-binary character. Also 100% trans character friendly.
I'm envisaging us playing one of the champions each, and either one of us taking the lead on, or us sharing the prince, I'm happy to play more than one character for the purposes of this one.
ABO Poly Wolf Pack
I was cleaning up my discord a few days ago when I was reminded of this plot where my partner completely disappeared. I loved it, and it was one of the rare occasions where I was tempted into playing more than one character. Would absolutely love to do something similar. It worked well before with each of us playing 2 alphas, and 1 omega. I realize this rambling post doesn't make much sense, but if you're interested at all please PM me!!
In a small, unconventional pack of werewolves (the shape shifty kind, not the scary kind. I love scary werewolves, but I don't think they work for this plot) 2 omegas lived in harmony with their 4 alphas. Being a small pack, they place less importance on hierarchy. They have an official 'alpha' who leads the pack protects the pack, but all of them know that the omegas are really in charge. It's the omegas who decide which alphas they want to take to their beds, and if an omega chose more than one alpha at a time then no one in the pack complained. The alphas often found ways to amuse each other when the omegas were tired.
They have their own struggles, a small pack cannot protect itself from outsiders or humans and a year ago one of their omega's was killed by a wolf from a neighbouring pack. The other omega (in the original RP, the other omega was the youngest member of the pack. Still over 18, but definitely young to be having a child) fell pregnant soon after, but still struggles to come to terms with being alone with a pack full of alphas. They aren't the only one. The entire pack suffers under their grief.
Most packs aren't like this. Omegas are rare and all alphas agree that the must be protected although most packs take another stance on exactly how. Some have arranged marriages, giving Omegas as gifts to the pack's powerful alphas. Some are worse, with omegas being used as little more than breed stock. Their neighbouring pack has been known for their awful treatment to omegas.
When an omega escapes from this life and is found by our Unconventional pack, they decide to take the omega in, despite the risk to the pack and the protests of their beloved, pregnant omega. But going from a place where you're seen a little more than an object to a pack where the alphas would do anything to make you happy isn't going to be easy for the new omega. Especially when the pack's established omega is heavily pregnant and hates the idea of sharing their pack with someone who puts them all in danger.
In a small, unconventional pack of werewolves (the shape shifty kind, not the scary kind. I love scary werewolves, but I don't think they work for this plot) 2 omegas lived in harmony with their 4 alphas. Being a small pack, they place less importance on hierarchy. They have an official 'alpha' who leads the pack protects the pack, but all of them know that the omegas are really in charge. It's the omegas who decide which alphas they want to take to their beds, and if an omega chose more than one alpha at a time then no one in the pack complained. The alphas often found ways to amuse each other when the omegas were tired.
They have their own struggles, a small pack cannot protect itself from outsiders or humans and a year ago one of their omega's was killed by a wolf from a neighbouring pack. The other omega (in the original RP, the other omega was the youngest member of the pack. Still over 18, but definitely young to be having a child) fell pregnant soon after, but still struggles to come to terms with being alone with a pack full of alphas. They aren't the only one. The entire pack suffers under their grief.
Most packs aren't like this. Omegas are rare and all alphas agree that the must be protected although most packs take another stance on exactly how. Some have arranged marriages, giving Omegas as gifts to the pack's powerful alphas. Some are worse, with omegas being used as little more than breed stock. Their neighbouring pack has been known for their awful treatment to omegas.
When an omega escapes from this life and is found by our Unconventional pack, they decide to take the omega in, despite the risk to the pack and the protests of their beloved, pregnant omega. But going from a place where you're seen a little more than an object to a pack where the alphas would do anything to make you happy isn't going to be easy for the new omega. Especially when the pack's established omega is heavily pregnant and hates the idea of sharing their pack with someone who puts them all in danger.
The Emperor and The Prince
Acrid smoke filled the air. The sky was dark, the lower town was illuminated with flames and there was nothing Muse A could do. He wasn't used to feeling this helpless. Muse A had grown up the heir apparent to the throne of his kingdom. He's seen battle a dozen time, but not like this. Not in his home city. His father had betrayed them all. Instead of surrendering, the old king had locked his only son in a tall tower and led the armies into open battle against an enemy they could never defeat.
Muse B became the ruler of his people on his 17th birthday. By nature, he isn't a cruel man, but ascending to a position of power so young meant that every surrounding kingdom had decided to press their luck. For years, Muse B survived every battle, every skirmish, every assassination attempt. He built his armies into a force to be reckoned with until one minor border war proved too much and he decided to show his power and attack.
Muse A heard the soldiers getting closer. His guards had abandoned their posts hours ago, desperate to save their own lives or the lives of their families. The prince could do nothing. There was nothing he could use as a weapon. Just an empty tower room. Still, he kicked out, trying to fight them and rally his own troops to fight back. It was useless.
Muse B was exhausted. They had been fighting for 16 hours. The Old king had put up a good fight, but he could never have hoped to succeed in open battle against Muse B's much larger force. He'd lost his horse hours ago. Continued on foot as they made their way into the city, cutting down dozens of enemy soldiers as he went. By the time the city fell, Muse B just wanted to curl up and sleep for a day. But there was always work to do. You couldn't just take a city and then expect things to go smoothly while you took a nap.
By the time Muse A is dragged in front of Muse B, he'd been beaten bloody. He was expecting Muse B to have him executed, or worse. Expecting to be paraded round as a war prize. Muse B was infamous so Muse A didn't expect to find a kind man his own age, just trying to survive.
A conquering emperor and a prince-turned war prize. Hardly the people you'd expect to find seeking comfort from each other.
Muse B became the ruler of his people on his 17th birthday. By nature, he isn't a cruel man, but ascending to a position of power so young meant that every surrounding kingdom had decided to press their luck. For years, Muse B survived every battle, every skirmish, every assassination attempt. He built his armies into a force to be reckoned with until one minor border war proved too much and he decided to show his power and attack.
Muse A heard the soldiers getting closer. His guards had abandoned their posts hours ago, desperate to save their own lives or the lives of their families. The prince could do nothing. There was nothing he could use as a weapon. Just an empty tower room. Still, he kicked out, trying to fight them and rally his own troops to fight back. It was useless.
Muse B was exhausted. They had been fighting for 16 hours. The Old king had put up a good fight, but he could never have hoped to succeed in open battle against Muse B's much larger force. He'd lost his horse hours ago. Continued on foot as they made their way into the city, cutting down dozens of enemy soldiers as he went. By the time the city fell, Muse B just wanted to curl up and sleep for a day. But there was always work to do. You couldn't just take a city and then expect things to go smoothly while you took a nap.
By the time Muse A is dragged in front of Muse B, he'd been beaten bloody. He was expecting Muse B to have him executed, or worse. Expecting to be paraded round as a war prize. Muse B was infamous so Muse A didn't expect to find a kind man his own age, just trying to survive.
A conquering emperor and a prince-turned war prize. Hardly the people you'd expect to find seeking comfort from each other.
The Demon Lord's Pet
I'm happy to rewrite this one and swap around fantasy creatures. This would probably work for any combination of critters. Vampire/werewolf? Vampire/human? Werewolf/human? Evil wizard collecter/anything else?
The angel kneeled before the demon's throne, bound in iron chains and bleeding. The demon lord stepped forward, reaching out tentatively as if to a wounded animal and stroked a hand softly through the Angel's hair. A stir of magic and the chains dissolved into a shower of sparks. Skin began to knit closed. The angel recoiled, but the Demon lord made a reassuring sound at the back of his throat.
"It's never been that simple, you know?" the Demon lord spoke, "Angels good… Demons bad. You must have believed that your entire life. And yet here we are. Your Angelic friends sold you off for one measly artifact. Apparently your life is worth less than a dusty old cup that has been in my possession since creation. I bet you didn't even know what was happening."
The Angel shook his head, eyes wide with fear as the demon lord crouched on the ground before him. He vaguely remembered being ambushed. The fear as his own people, his friends, had beaten him and bound him in chains. The pain as they'd held him down on the ground and clipped the feathers of his wings to stop him from taking flight. The darknesses and cold before he was here, sprawled on the floor in the heat of the Demon Lord's castle.
"Demons may be untrustworthy, but we do not betray our own kind," He muttered. The Angel let out a whimper as the demon lord petted his hair once again. "I would never hurt you pet. My prized pet," He cooed, "You are safe now. Not a tool to be used and discarded. I would never use you like that. You are so lucky to be mine, precious pet."
The Angel couldn't help it. No words seem to land on their tongue. Every thought was focused on safety and warmth. The fingertips combing through their hair felt wonderful. He found himself pushing his head up into the demon's touch, purring softly at the scratch of nails. He was safe. Home. And surprisingly okay with his fate. He was the Demon Lord's Pet.
The angel kneeled before the demon's throne, bound in iron chains and bleeding. The demon lord stepped forward, reaching out tentatively as if to a wounded animal and stroked a hand softly through the Angel's hair. A stir of magic and the chains dissolved into a shower of sparks. Skin began to knit closed. The angel recoiled, but the Demon lord made a reassuring sound at the back of his throat.
"It's never been that simple, you know?" the Demon lord spoke, "Angels good… Demons bad. You must have believed that your entire life. And yet here we are. Your Angelic friends sold you off for one measly artifact. Apparently your life is worth less than a dusty old cup that has been in my possession since creation. I bet you didn't even know what was happening."
The Angel shook his head, eyes wide with fear as the demon lord crouched on the ground before him. He vaguely remembered being ambushed. The fear as his own people, his friends, had beaten him and bound him in chains. The pain as they'd held him down on the ground and clipped the feathers of his wings to stop him from taking flight. The darknesses and cold before he was here, sprawled on the floor in the heat of the Demon Lord's castle.
"Demons may be untrustworthy, but we do not betray our own kind," He muttered. The Angel let out a whimper as the demon lord petted his hair once again. "I would never hurt you pet. My prized pet," He cooed, "You are safe now. Not a tool to be used and discarded. I would never use you like that. You are so lucky to be mine, precious pet."
The Angel couldn't help it. No words seem to land on their tongue. Every thought was focused on safety and warmth. The fingertips combing through their hair felt wonderful. He found himself pushing his head up into the demon's touch, purring softly at the scratch of nails. He was safe. Home. And surprisingly okay with his fate. He was the Demon Lord's Pet.
OTHER IDEAS
~Great Comet of 1812~
I'm currently obsessed with the Great Comet of 1812 musical... okay... to be honest I'm obsessed with Anatole...
If anyone wants to RP some Russian 1800's high society stuff with taboo relationships and cute boys who are too pure for this world. Please tell me.
Or if anyone wants to do any other kind of roleplay where I can play a flirty, blonde twink with too much stage presence for his own good.
Or if anyone wants me to play any other character so they an play a flirty, blonde twink with too much stage presence for his own good.
I've just finished reading Captive Prince so I would be very up for ANYTHING set in that sort of universe.
It's not a developed plot but I want Dom/sub or omegaverse high fantasy. I want to world build and come up with an amazing setting. That's also quite kinky. Maybe with elves. I like elves.
My Plots Masterpost can be found here.
- Happy to mix any of the plots up or play them with any other character tropes (OmegaVerse, Dom/Sub ect)
- Also always open to my partners input with plots, many were written a few years ago and have been played several times so I'm always open to switching things up!
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