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Welcome to my compendium of Plots & Characters. This is currently under construction, apologies for the very likely errors. Ideally this would look all pretty and pleasant once I figure out the way of the BB Code.
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Plot / Prompt ideas:
My idea gravitates towards the dynamic of a mob daughter and her bodyguard but please note I, like many others, have a fondness to this prompt so if you think we could create something outside of said criteria, feel free to let me know. Bodyguard x Politician? Bodyguard x Witness? Bodyguard x Celebrity? Let me know, I'm open to suggestions. The mob idea is simply my favourite since it allows for lots of criminal shennanigans, which are very fun to write imo.
Alright, I got 2 flavors for this one:
As you can see, the details are loose and its purposely that way since I would love to hear your take on it. If you ask me which one I prefer, I would say "A cry for help" I love angst and "darker" themes. You should know, I'm not planning on writing the incestual parts.
TL: DR: Slow burn of a cheeky dark femme and a kind gentleman. Maybe a tragic story.
Disclaimers/Trigger warnings: Substance Abuse (flirting with OD) Suicide attempt/mention. Murder?
Alright, I got 2 flavors for this one:
♥ Trapped in a Golden Cage. Overprotective Father and alcohol dealer during prohibition, leaves his precious child under the protection of a trustworthy bodyguard. Exploration of "community" within mafia + Characters eventually find themselves in love + moral questioning + angst + addiction. (Take the movie "Legend" as a minor inspo for this one)
♥ A Cry for Help. Father is in the illegal weapon trade and practically keeps daughter hostage, abuses her (physically + sexually) this is secret only a few know, and no one dares to challenge. Characters fall in love, Bodyguard eventually finds out about abuse. Rage + lots of angst + psychological exploration + addiction.
As you can see, the details are loose and its purposely that way since I would love to hear your take on it. If you ask me which one I prefer, I would say "A cry for help" I love angst and "darker" themes. You should know, I'm not planning on writing the incestual parts.
What am I looking for?
~ Character wise:
Kind male lead / Mean female lead.
Possessive and, Sub inclined. Wants to be toyed with.
Possessive and, Sub inclined. Wants to be toyed with.
~ Plot/Scene wise:
A failed attempt at sneaking out.
A successful one.
An outside "something"[/I] [ Ideas: MC gets kidnapped or someone from YC's past causes an issue (somehow, both our characters end up bonding) ]
A very uncomfortable dinner/happening with MC's Father.
MC experiences "freedom" for the first time.
MC overdoses, accidentally or on purpose.
If doing "A Cry for Help", YC finds out about the abuse.
A successful one.
An outside "something"[/I] [ Ideas: MC gets kidnapped or someone from YC's past causes an issue (somehow, both our characters end up bonding) ]
A very uncomfortable dinner/happening with MC's Father.
MC experiences "freedom" for the first time.
MC overdoses, accidentally or on purpose.
If doing "A Cry for Help", YC finds out about the abuse.
It was well pass midnight, calm and foggy as per usual in the cursed land she was forced to call home. The moon didn't look particularly beautiful, it was just another night. It didn't matter, all nights looked and felt the same way.
After tossing, turning and mindless scrolling on her phone for what seemed hours she finally understood her attempt to fall asleep was futile. Tense and filled with anxiety, her body ached, and so did her soul. Silently, she climbed off the bed and sat down in the floor by the window like many times before, she looked outside, eyes fixed on the moon -her mind, absent. She thought of praying, but what was the case? The sky was empty, there was no god. Without blinking she stared for a while, her eyes slowly flooding. A single tear made a shiny trail down her check, splashing on her collarbone. "Please" she said in a weak whisper, a knot tightening on her throat "please show me a way out..." she managed to say as she began sobbing quietly for some time.
She relaxed her back against the cold wall, defeated, letting the tears roll down. 'Don't lose hope' a gentle and loving voice echoed inside her head. She was good at calming down, a handy skill she unfortunately had to learn from a young age. 'You already know the way out' an alluring yet mocking voice responded. A voice she had been ignoring for quite some time, a voice that she allowed the control on counted occasions -always with great regret. Memories surfaced and she sure struggled to keep them out, they intensified her sobs, making her gasp for air. 'Coward' the voice growled. "Enough" Helena responded annoyed, she smeared the tears all over her face, a deep and aggressive breathe in that hurt her nose followed. She held it in until she felt dizzy.
Once calmer, Helena walked to her bedside table and grabbed a small tube and her trusty zippo, contemplating the contents on her hand she sighed and returned to her spot by the window, she opened it silently, a cold chill caressed her skin giving her goosebumps. Her figure framed by the window made a rather pretty picture. A small pop was heard when she pressed the walls of the tube, a characteristic sound that always made her giggle. Taking the joint into her fingers she looked at it for a couple seconds "give me good dreams... dreams of a far away place" she prayed exhausted, kissing the joint -a silly game now made ritual she played to entertain herself. Taking a quick look to the door, making sure there was no movement she lit the joint, slowly taking a drag in. Her body relaxed as she exhaled the smoke out the window. Once she had enough, which was only until she started to feel fuzzy she snuffed the joint and put the little leftover roach back in the tube. Her gaze once more placed at the moon, she thought it seemed a bit livelier than before.
A faint whistling sound created by the cold wind snapped Helena back into earth. How long has it been? It didn't matter, the only thing she cared for right now was getting back into bed, the floor wasn't the most comfortable place to snooze and her eyes were heavy. She walked to her bed, ideas on how to bug him the next day were already floating on her mind -bugging him always put her in a better mood. "...Tomorrow will be another day" she said half yawning, unsure if it was a mantra of hope or just a useless statement. If she woke late it didn't really matter. After all it felt like she was stuck on a loop, in a maze without exit, a cage without doors.
After tossing, turning and mindless scrolling on her phone for what seemed hours she finally understood her attempt to fall asleep was futile. Tense and filled with anxiety, her body ached, and so did her soul. Silently, she climbed off the bed and sat down in the floor by the window like many times before, she looked outside, eyes fixed on the moon -her mind, absent. She thought of praying, but what was the case? The sky was empty, there was no god. Without blinking she stared for a while, her eyes slowly flooding. A single tear made a shiny trail down her check, splashing on her collarbone. "Please" she said in a weak whisper, a knot tightening on her throat "please show me a way out..." she managed to say as she began sobbing quietly for some time.
She relaxed her back against the cold wall, defeated, letting the tears roll down. 'Don't lose hope' a gentle and loving voice echoed inside her head. She was good at calming down, a handy skill she unfortunately had to learn from a young age. 'You already know the way out' an alluring yet mocking voice responded. A voice she had been ignoring for quite some time, a voice that she allowed the control on counted occasions -always with great regret. Memories surfaced and she sure struggled to keep them out, they intensified her sobs, making her gasp for air. 'Coward' the voice growled. "Enough" Helena responded annoyed, she smeared the tears all over her face, a deep and aggressive breathe in that hurt her nose followed. She held it in until she felt dizzy.
Once calmer, Helena walked to her bedside table and grabbed a small tube and her trusty zippo, contemplating the contents on her hand she sighed and returned to her spot by the window, she opened it silently, a cold chill caressed her skin giving her goosebumps. Her figure framed by the window made a rather pretty picture. A small pop was heard when she pressed the walls of the tube, a characteristic sound that always made her giggle. Taking the joint into her fingers she looked at it for a couple seconds "give me good dreams... dreams of a far away place" she prayed exhausted, kissing the joint -a silly game now made ritual she played to entertain herself. Taking a quick look to the door, making sure there was no movement she lit the joint, slowly taking a drag in. Her body relaxed as she exhaled the smoke out the window. Once she had enough, which was only until she started to feel fuzzy she snuffed the joint and put the little leftover roach back in the tube. Her gaze once more placed at the moon, she thought it seemed a bit livelier than before.
A faint whistling sound created by the cold wind snapped Helena back into earth. How long has it been? It didn't matter, the only thing she cared for right now was getting back into bed, the floor wasn't the most comfortable place to snooze and her eyes were heavy. She walked to her bed, ideas on how to bug him the next day were already floating on her mind -bugging him always put her in a better mood. "...Tomorrow will be another day" she said half yawning, unsure if it was a mantra of hope or just a useless statement. If she woke late it didn't really matter. After all it felt like she was stuck on a loop, in a maze without exit, a cage without doors.
TL: DR: Slow burn of a cheeky dark femme and a kind gentleman. Maybe a tragic story.
Disclaimers/Trigger warnings: Substance Abuse (flirting with OD) Suicide attempt/mention. Murder?
Wife of a now deceased Gladiator is claimed by the man that killed her husband. This is meant as the backstory of a solo piece. Political and low-key sad.
Muse x Artist. Plot twist, their story is a compilation of their letters.
Robot x Human. Creator x Creation. Can go either very sweet and wholesome or dark and psycho, your pick ^^
Priest x Succubus. Horror inclined.
* Magical Entity * x * Hunter of said Entity * OR Criminal x Cop / Detective / Agent. Obsession will be a big topic. Meant to challenge the set of beliefs of both characters.
Criminal / Anti-Heroes in Love (Examples, Mickey x Mallory, Elektra x Daredevil, Catwoman x Batman -ya' catching my drift?)
Jester x Princess
In times of rebellion.
Muse x Artist. Plot twist, their story is a compilation of their letters.
Robot x Human. Creator x Creation. Can go either very sweet and wholesome or dark and psycho, your pick ^^
Priest x Succubus. Horror inclined.
* Magical Entity * x * Hunter of said Entity * OR Criminal x Cop / Detective / Agent. Obsession will be a big topic. Meant to challenge the set of beliefs of both characters.
Criminal / Anti-Heroes in Love (Examples, Mickey x Mallory, Elektra x Daredevil, Catwoman x Batman -ya' catching my drift?)
Jester x Princess
In times of rebellion.Characters I want to play as:~ [ All of these are intended for MC to lean on the dominant side. ]
Dominant (Business) Woman.
Spoiled and mean "Nepo baby" with a drug addiction or scandalous courtesan.
Dying Goddess.
Seer / Oracle / Prophet.
Spoiled and mean "Nepo baby" with a drug addiction or scandalous courtesan.
Dying Goddess.
Seer / Oracle / Prophet.
Characters I want to play with:
Cowboys. (Bonus points if outlaw)
Priest, or very pious, god fearing, gentleman. No cheating tho'.
Slaves / Pets / Followers / Summoners / Toys. Not overtly horny Subs, love me a needy brat.
Demons or other Entities.
Priest, or very pious, god fearing, gentleman. No cheating tho'.
Slaves / Pets / Followers / Summoners / Toys. Not overtly horny Subs, love me a needy brat.
Demons or other Entities.
Shoot me a DM if any of this sparks an idea. But be warned, if your message is erotica heavy I will ignore you.
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