MxM The Territorial Harpy

Currently reading:
MxM The Territorial Harpy

Rules Check
  1. Confirmed
Pairings
  1. MxM
Content Warning
  1. Narrative Bigotry
  2. Sensitive Topics
Preferred Genres
  1. Romance
  2. Modern
Local time
Today 2:06 PM
Messages
21
Age
21
Pronouns
they/them
Hi, I'm Cori! I've been here a long time and roleplayed even longer. I can sometimes be sparse dues to being chronically ill but a majority of the time I could write till the sun comes up! I love drama, violence, and darker themes.

At the moment my writing speed is about 3 replies per day, given my partner can also do that, some days dropping out due to flares or brain fog. I'm learning to read myself better so I can give heads ups. My preferred length is around 2-4 paragraphs, though we can write a shit ton if you want.

I love violence, as said above! There's just about nothing that can be done to make me uncomfortable. Just stay away from paraphilias and we're good!

No fandoms. I'm good with being suggested other plots but only original character ones. Anything with monsters or killers will probably be loved by me!

All that setup aside, I've hit a plateau in getting new partners and I'm bored, so I'm gonna try a little experiment to see if specific plots instead of plot lists grab attention more. It could just be the fact that there's always more people wanting to play subs than doms, though, but I'm not picky with roles as long as I get to play a monster.

A new park had been made, cut into a sprawling forest with little change so that visitors may observe the wildlife. It was beloved for a few years, so much so that housing projects around the area began.

That's when the trouble started. The clear-cutting around the park for roads and houses drove something very dangerous out of the forest and into the park. Something large. Something aggressive. Something that caused many bodies to appear along the northernmost part of the park.

It was sectioned off for now, not allowing more visitors for fear of more bodies. Muse A was one of many park rangers looking day and night for what could possibly be wrecking such havoc. He was about to leave for the evening when he came upon it, nearly attacked himself. It was growling, ready to attack, feathers puffed up and wings arched high.

It was a harpy! An aggressive and territorial, but thankfully rarely seen, creature he'd only ever heard about in textbooks. Not much was known about it, but one thing was certain: there was a reason it hadn't just flown away, be that an injury, a nest, or maybe even an allusive burial ground. Muse A had to get the harpy out of the park. He had to figure out why it'd stayed. He had to get it- the first ever caught harpy- in front of scientists to study. This could be the find of the century! But first he had to survive the harpy's wrath.
 
Last edited:
Back
Top Bottom