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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!
I'm craving monster roles atm. My kinks are noncon, drugging, blackmail/coercion/threats, bondage, crossdressing (especially forced), sensory play, breath play, marking (branding, scarring, biting, etc), piercing, gangbang or forced to fuck someone/something while the other watches or aids, sex toys, and orgasm denial. Basically I just love power imbalance. Boundaries are play with bodily waste, pet play, paraphilias, and inflation.
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.
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!
I'm craving monster roles atm. My kinks are noncon, drugging, blackmail/coercion/threats, bondage, crossdressing (especially forced), sensory play, breath play, marking (branding, scarring, biting, etc), piercing, gangbang or forced to fuck someone/something while the other watches or aids, sex toys, and orgasm denial. Basically I just love power imbalance. Boundaries are play with bodily waste, pet play, paraphilias, and inflation.
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.
Name: Lucian Thierry
Age: 18
Height: 5’4
From an early age Lucian knew he wasn’t loved by his father. He was ‘a girl’, so why would he be loved? He was meant to be married off - to cost the family money and if they were lucky earn it back through his husband’s influence.
From an early age his family learned he wasn’t going to be a proper lady. He screamed and cried when put in dresses; he insisted against the nickname Luci; he was quick to fight when angry; he wanted to sword fight instead of paint, ride horses instead of embroider, shoot a damn bow! Worst of all according to his father: he stole his brothers’ pants.
Lucian only got more stressed and volatile as he reached puberty. He’d done everything he could to ward off the damn thing: skipped meals, over exercising, non-lethal poisons of every kind, yet all that had done was make him a late bloomer. He hadn’t stopped it. He bled, his chest began swelling, and worst of all his parents were talking about marriage - about a way to correct him into being a proper lady so he’d be “useful”. A lobotomy was scheduled.. and he wasn’t going to stand for that.
He stole the physician’s anatomy notes and a knife from the kitchen and locked himself in the cellar. There he studied the differences in the genitals he’d never gotten to learn about, thought through what could go where, prepared the sewing needle he’d never used, and cut. He cut and pulled until he blacked out.. and when he woke up he was in a soft bed, bandaged up with his mother crying beside him.
He was “ruined now”. He was free. There was no use for the lobotomy; his breasts would never grow, his womb would never hold a child, noone would marry him. His parents were too ashamed to debut him, but the rumors still spread like wildfire through the estate and beyond.
Age: 18
Height: 5’4
From an early age Lucian knew he wasn’t loved by his father. He was ‘a girl’, so why would he be loved? He was meant to be married off - to cost the family money and if they were lucky earn it back through his husband’s influence.
From an early age his family learned he wasn’t going to be a proper lady. He screamed and cried when put in dresses; he insisted against the nickname Luci; he was quick to fight when angry; he wanted to sword fight instead of paint, ride horses instead of embroider, shoot a damn bow! Worst of all according to his father: he stole his brothers’ pants.
Lucian only got more stressed and volatile as he reached puberty. He’d done everything he could to ward off the damn thing: skipped meals, over exercising, non-lethal poisons of every kind, yet all that had done was make him a late bloomer. He hadn’t stopped it. He bled, his chest began swelling, and worst of all his parents were talking about marriage - about a way to correct him into being a proper lady so he’d be “useful”. A lobotomy was scheduled.. and he wasn’t going to stand for that.
He stole the physician’s anatomy notes and a knife from the kitchen and locked himself in the cellar. There he studied the differences in the genitals he’d never gotten to learn about, thought through what could go where, prepared the sewing needle he’d never used, and cut. He cut and pulled until he blacked out.. and when he woke up he was in a soft bed, bandaged up with his mother crying beside him.
He was “ruined now”. He was free. There was no use for the lobotomy; his breasts would never grow, his womb would never hold a child, noone would marry him. His parents were too ashamed to debut him, but the rumors still spread like wildfire through the estate and beyond.
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