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Winter
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- Aug 17, 2011
Hello!
I am Winter, welcome to my thread!
I've gone ahead and crossposted this to the Uncategorized Others forum because I guess that the character I want to play falls into that category?
I will be upfront here right now and say that I almost exclusively play nonbinary characters, typically ones who would be considered AFAB but identify as male (or some equivalent thereof, as I'm a stickler for worldbuilding and most of the settings I prefer to play in simply Do Not approach gender as we do here on Earth). I also really want said character to end up pregnant (both for plot and my indulgent kink reasons). I tend to play smaller races, and size difference is a HUGE thing to me. However, in fear that that statement will give the wrong impression, I also wish to say that while I love me some smut, plot and character building are tantamount to my enjoyment of an RP.
I don't ask for much in general— all I ask is that you have a good grip on grammar, write third person past-tense, and write multiple paragraph responses. I'm a writer before I'm a role player, and so I tend to lose interest in RPs that don't give me an opportunity to really write my character (for example, one-liner responses).
Some kinks I'm particularly interested in for this are:
King x Prince (REALLY CRAVING)
After cutting a bloody swath through much of the continent, the Emperor turned his eyes to one of the last bastions of safety that had not yet fallen under his rule: a small, isolationist kingdom far to the north named Alador, populated primarily by elves. Were there any around to question his decision, they would surely ask why the Emperor would bother mustering his armies against such a small nation that had remained neutral up until this point. But there were none. Singularly brilliant, the Emperor had no need for advisors, or tacticians aside, or even concubines. All of these things were mere distractions.
Like all of the lands he had invaded before, the forces of Alador fell before his armies; even the magic that the elven people wielded with uncanny skill was not enough to overcome the Emperor's forces, outnumbering them by thousands and equipped with technology that the people of this land had scarcely seen. Before the casualties could grow too great, the king and queen of Alador sent a missive, declaring their surrender.
Yet when the Emperor ventures to the capital city of Alador to survey the newest acquisition into his collection of bloodied lands and discuss the terms of Alador's surrender, he spies something else that catches his interest, igniting the flame of obsession inside of him. And so, at the negotiation table, though he makes his typical demands of conquered nation— taxes, fealty, riches— he shocks all in attendance when he demands one more, highly unusual, prize.
He wants the Prince.
Prince x Shepherd
The Exalted City of Hewic stands as a testament to the superiority of the Noressean empire. Within its shining walls, its inhabitants live lives of decadence and luxury unheard of in the uncivilized lands beyond. And yet, beneath the veneer of hedonistic delight is an undercurrent of violence and deception; the many nobles in the line for the throne wage an unseen war for any shred of power, much less for the throne. A single wrong move could mean one’s life— or worse yet, their social standing, and their place in line for the throne.
Not all turn to secrets and slow machinations to undo their rivals, however. Some prefer violence.
And so it is the case for a certain son of the emperor, who, upon returning from a diplomatic visit to a city under imperial rule, has his convoy attacked by ‘bandits’. His men killed, his horses fled, injured to near-death, he is left by the side of the road, victim of an ‘unfortunate accident’.
Such would be the case, anyway. By chance, he is found by a resident of one of the lands nearby: a young shepherd, from a place so small that it doesn’t warrant even a dot upon the maps of the lands beyond Hewick. Over days, weeks perhaps, the shepherd takes care of this prince, ignorant entirely of his noble heritage. The prince learns of his way of life, of how the people— called savages by his kin, forbidden from entering the Exalted City, but he’s not certain of how true that any of that is anymore— outside of the city live, of how a life where one has to work for what they have works.
Until one day, an imperial patrol passes through the town, and finds their lord. He’s whisked back to Hewick with fanfare, and life for the shepherd returns to normal.
At least, it does until some days later, when an imperial convoy once more passes through the town. The captain reads out a name, the name of a certain young shepherd, and before he knows it, he is in a carriage, being transported through the barred gates of the shining city which has only ever been a jewel upon the horizon, entry forbidden to a lowborn such as him.
And there, in a home finer than any he’s ever seen, in a room larger than any building in his tiny town, he is reunited with the man he saved a week past, nigh unrecognizable bedecked in silks and gold, a man who smiles and nods and informs him that he has been chosen to join the royal harem, and live a life of luxury few outside the walls can imagine.
It is not a choice. For it is his reward, the finest that one born outside the city can ever hope to have.
Yet, more than that, it is a calculated move. For it is clear enough to the prince that the attack that nearly killed him was not random chance. Someone, perhaps many someones, planned his death, and he knows now that nothing is safe, and none in his circle can be trusted.
So what better ally is there than one who might look upon this new world with fresh eyes, one with no connections, one with the privilege, nay, the expectation, to grace the most intimate areas of the most privileged of the City?
It seems a foolproof plan.
As long as emotions don’t get in the way.
Inquisitor x Accused Heretic -> No one expects the fantasy inquisition.
This is a very new idea— like, I'm coming up with it as I write the thread idea. I would be comfortable playing either role, with some caveats that we can discuss later on. But the basic idea is that whatever society this takes place in is relatively gothic in aesthetic, with those big beautiful cathedrals I love so much. As of late, civil unrest has grown to the point that there is a serious potential for revolution. So, naturally, what better way to restore the populace's faith in the current system than to declare the would-be rebels as heretics who threaten society as a whole?
I'm comfortable in playing either role for this one, with some obvious caveats, lmao. But this is a story that has potential to get quite dark, and it will need to be story and character driven with a lot of worldbuilding and nerding about political intrigue and all that good stuff.
Magician x Apprentice -> This is a bit lighter fare, the story of a magician who takes in an apprentice who has been deemed notoriously unteachable by his mentors in the past. However, this magician sees great potential in the boy... Thus begins a long journey through the magical arts.
Healer x Tank -> I done flipped this genre on its head! In a world where things kind of follow the flow of video game logic, an experienced healer is dealing badly with the loss of his tank traveling companion, who has decided to retire from the adventuring business. And because even an inexperienced healer tends to face quite steep odds of failure if they adventure alone, he thinks this is the end of the road for him, as well... At least, until he happens to make the acquaintance of a new adventurer who shows promise at tanking— even if everyone else who he's met has written him off as being unfit for the job. And so, almost entirely for his own benefit, the veteran healer takes the boy under his wing, intending to mold him into an excellent tank.
* It's kind of my intention/preference that this one especially emphasizes rough and painful sex... And just rough stuff in general. Which is then followed up with appropriate aftercare. After all, taking hits is part of being a tank, but if you've got a good healer to take care of you, you can push yourself to limits knowing you'll come out safe on the other side.
Master x Slave -> I'll be wanting to brainstorm this a bit, although I guess I'm always down for the standard sort of plot trajectory that this pairing tends to entail.
So yes! This is what I'm thinking so far! As I come up with more ideas, I'll add them here!
Thanks for reading my thread!
I am Winter, welcome to my thread!
I've gone ahead and crossposted this to the Uncategorized Others forum because I guess that the character I want to play falls into that category?
I will be upfront here right now and say that I almost exclusively play nonbinary characters, typically ones who would be considered AFAB but identify as male (or some equivalent thereof, as I'm a stickler for worldbuilding and most of the settings I prefer to play in simply Do Not approach gender as we do here on Earth). I also really want said character to end up pregnant (both for plot and my indulgent kink reasons). I tend to play smaller races, and size difference is a HUGE thing to me. However, in fear that that statement will give the wrong impression, I also wish to say that while I love me some smut, plot and character building are tantamount to my enjoyment of an RP.
I don't ask for much in general— all I ask is that you have a good grip on grammar, write third person past-tense, and write multiple paragraph responses. I'm a writer before I'm a role player, and so I tend to lose interest in RPs that don't give me an opportunity to really write my character (for example, one-liner responses).
Some kinks I'm particularly interested in for this are:
- Interracial/interspecies. I adore playing fantasy races— as of this moment I'm particularly fond of small elven boys
- Size differences
- Violent/rough/possibly painful and/or bloody sex (because of said size differences).
- Large insertions (see above).
- Non/dubcon
- Weird unhealthy codependent relationships
- Breeding/pregnancy, especially when coerced or forced, because the DRAMA
King x Prince (REALLY CRAVING)
After cutting a bloody swath through much of the continent, the Emperor turned his eyes to one of the last bastions of safety that had not yet fallen under his rule: a small, isolationist kingdom far to the north named Alador, populated primarily by elves. Were there any around to question his decision, they would surely ask why the Emperor would bother mustering his armies against such a small nation that had remained neutral up until this point. But there were none. Singularly brilliant, the Emperor had no need for advisors, or tacticians aside, or even concubines. All of these things were mere distractions.
Like all of the lands he had invaded before, the forces of Alador fell before his armies; even the magic that the elven people wielded with uncanny skill was not enough to overcome the Emperor's forces, outnumbering them by thousands and equipped with technology that the people of this land had scarcely seen. Before the casualties could grow too great, the king and queen of Alador sent a missive, declaring their surrender.
Yet when the Emperor ventures to the capital city of Alador to survey the newest acquisition into his collection of bloodied lands and discuss the terms of Alador's surrender, he spies something else that catches his interest, igniting the flame of obsession inside of him. And so, at the negotiation table, though he makes his typical demands of conquered nation— taxes, fealty, riches— he shocks all in attendance when he demands one more, highly unusual, prize.
He wants the Prince.
Prince x Shepherd
The Exalted City of Hewic stands as a testament to the superiority of the Noressean empire. Within its shining walls, its inhabitants live lives of decadence and luxury unheard of in the uncivilized lands beyond. And yet, beneath the veneer of hedonistic delight is an undercurrent of violence and deception; the many nobles in the line for the throne wage an unseen war for any shred of power, much less for the throne. A single wrong move could mean one’s life— or worse yet, their social standing, and their place in line for the throne.
Not all turn to secrets and slow machinations to undo their rivals, however. Some prefer violence.
And so it is the case for a certain son of the emperor, who, upon returning from a diplomatic visit to a city under imperial rule, has his convoy attacked by ‘bandits’. His men killed, his horses fled, injured to near-death, he is left by the side of the road, victim of an ‘unfortunate accident’.
Such would be the case, anyway. By chance, he is found by a resident of one of the lands nearby: a young shepherd, from a place so small that it doesn’t warrant even a dot upon the maps of the lands beyond Hewick. Over days, weeks perhaps, the shepherd takes care of this prince, ignorant entirely of his noble heritage. The prince learns of his way of life, of how the people— called savages by his kin, forbidden from entering the Exalted City, but he’s not certain of how true that any of that is anymore— outside of the city live, of how a life where one has to work for what they have works.
Until one day, an imperial patrol passes through the town, and finds their lord. He’s whisked back to Hewick with fanfare, and life for the shepherd returns to normal.
At least, it does until some days later, when an imperial convoy once more passes through the town. The captain reads out a name, the name of a certain young shepherd, and before he knows it, he is in a carriage, being transported through the barred gates of the shining city which has only ever been a jewel upon the horizon, entry forbidden to a lowborn such as him.
And there, in a home finer than any he’s ever seen, in a room larger than any building in his tiny town, he is reunited with the man he saved a week past, nigh unrecognizable bedecked in silks and gold, a man who smiles and nods and informs him that he has been chosen to join the royal harem, and live a life of luxury few outside the walls can imagine.
It is not a choice. For it is his reward, the finest that one born outside the city can ever hope to have.
Yet, more than that, it is a calculated move. For it is clear enough to the prince that the attack that nearly killed him was not random chance. Someone, perhaps many someones, planned his death, and he knows now that nothing is safe, and none in his circle can be trusted.
So what better ally is there than one who might look upon this new world with fresh eyes, one with no connections, one with the privilege, nay, the expectation, to grace the most intimate areas of the most privileged of the City?
It seems a foolproof plan.
As long as emotions don’t get in the way.
Inquisitor x Accused Heretic -> No one expects the fantasy inquisition.
This is a very new idea— like, I'm coming up with it as I write the thread idea. I would be comfortable playing either role, with some caveats that we can discuss later on. But the basic idea is that whatever society this takes place in is relatively gothic in aesthetic, with those big beautiful cathedrals I love so much. As of late, civil unrest has grown to the point that there is a serious potential for revolution. So, naturally, what better way to restore the populace's faith in the current system than to declare the would-be rebels as heretics who threaten society as a whole?
I'm comfortable in playing either role for this one, with some obvious caveats, lmao. But this is a story that has potential to get quite dark, and it will need to be story and character driven with a lot of worldbuilding and nerding about political intrigue and all that good stuff.
Magician x Apprentice -> This is a bit lighter fare, the story of a magician who takes in an apprentice who has been deemed notoriously unteachable by his mentors in the past. However, this magician sees great potential in the boy... Thus begins a long journey through the magical arts.
Healer x Tank -> I done flipped this genre on its head! In a world where things kind of follow the flow of video game logic, an experienced healer is dealing badly with the loss of his tank traveling companion, who has decided to retire from the adventuring business. And because even an inexperienced healer tends to face quite steep odds of failure if they adventure alone, he thinks this is the end of the road for him, as well... At least, until he happens to make the acquaintance of a new adventurer who shows promise at tanking— even if everyone else who he's met has written him off as being unfit for the job. And so, almost entirely for his own benefit, the veteran healer takes the boy under his wing, intending to mold him into an excellent tank.
* It's kind of my intention/preference that this one especially emphasizes rough and painful sex... And just rough stuff in general. Which is then followed up with appropriate aftercare. After all, taking hits is part of being a tank, but if you've got a good healer to take care of you, you can push yourself to limits knowing you'll come out safe on the other side.
Master x Slave -> I'll be wanting to brainstorm this a bit, although I guess I'm always down for the standard sort of plot trajectory that this pairing tends to entail.
So yes! This is what I'm thinking so far! As I come up with more ideas, I'll add them here!
Thanks for reading my thread!
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