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Shazman
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Currently going through some updates to this thread. Over the next week I'll probably fluff it up a bit more, but for now I'm bumping it for the curious.
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Bare bones pairing ideas for now but I'll likely have something more detailed for these plot ideas later. Anything with a * next to it is a role I'd be looking to play.
*Depowered God x Mortal housing them.
Space pirate x stow away
Royal* x bodyguard
Mage x *Familiar
Mage x *apprentice
I want to try a story idea based off of this short. In brief a young man goes into the forest to search for a fae enchantress to ask her to heal his ailing mother. She agrees on the condition that she will claim his first born child as her own. Reluctantly, he accepts this bargain and the fae sees his mother restored. However... The fae enchantress quickly finds things immediately not going to plan, as the young man appears to have miss understood what she meant and she probably could have worded their contract a little better. Thus, the sudden marriage proposal catches her a bit off guard.
After all, how is an unmarried man supposed to have kids?
Intended story is a kind of romantic comedy with slice of life elements. A relationship that starts over an embarrassing misunderstanding but blooms into something more. Does the enchantress find herself moving into the village with him? How does his mother and his neighbors take the news? Do other faeries decide to get involved for their own amusement? Plenty of ground to break and discuss!
After all, how is an unmarried man supposed to have kids?
Intended story is a kind of romantic comedy with slice of life elements. A relationship that starts over an embarrassing misunderstanding but blooms into something more. Does the enchantress find herself moving into the village with him? How does his mother and his neighbors take the news? Do other faeries decide to get involved for their own amusement? Plenty of ground to break and discuss!
In a city plagued by inequalities, one man made a name for himself as a master thief. No lock could he not pick. No wall he could not scale. Yet one day he receives a commission for what may be his biggest challenge yet. To infiltrate the tower of a sorceress of formidable power, and steal a certain trinket of hers.
He accepts the job and plans his heist, unaware that the sorceress herself was the one who hired him as a test. She has plans you see, plans only a skilled thief can help her complete. And if his looks happen to be to her liking, well, bonus.
A bit heavier on the narrative this one, I've got vague ideas for the world and plot. One of political intrigue and and drama. Also one I'm looking for some fun character dynamics, and leaning towards a bit of gentle femdom on this one. What plans does the sorceress have for the thief? Do the two have some history together? What is their world like and how would their society think of the two of them being together? Lots to plot out and discuss!
He accepts the job and plans his heist, unaware that the sorceress herself was the one who hired him as a test. She has plans you see, plans only a skilled thief can help her complete. And if his looks happen to be to her liking, well, bonus.
A bit heavier on the narrative this one, I've got vague ideas for the world and plot. One of political intrigue and and drama. Also one I'm looking for some fun character dynamics, and leaning towards a bit of gentle femdom on this one. What plans does the sorceress have for the thief? Do the two have some history together? What is their world like and how would their society think of the two of them being together? Lots to plot out and discuss!
So this one was actually borrowed from another RP that sadly never got off the ground.
A young witch/adventurer loves nothing more than exploring the ancient ruins that lie outside her hometown and bringing home whatever trinkets she can find to study and research. One day, on a regular trip, she falls through a weak section of floor and discovers a hidden chamber that contains what seems to be the form of a handsome young knight sleeping in a state of suspended animation. She unwittingly awakens him and, by virtue of being the only witch in the vicinity, becomes his new master.
Yet the ruins hold plenty more secrets, some of them more dangerous than either of them know, and now there's nothing stopping the rest from leaking out as well...
This another one Id like us to both put some world building into together. I have some fun thoughts of who the "knight" might be, but the contents of the ruins and the world beyond are fertile ground!
Of the obligatory smutty part, one idea I might like to play with is that for the knight requires a regular supply of mana to keep him fueled. One way that could be supplied is through physical intimacy, which could lend itself well to a fun bit of power dynamic with an experienced witch teaching her inexperienced knight the ropes.
A young witch/adventurer loves nothing more than exploring the ancient ruins that lie outside her hometown and bringing home whatever trinkets she can find to study and research. One day, on a regular trip, she falls through a weak section of floor and discovers a hidden chamber that contains what seems to be the form of a handsome young knight sleeping in a state of suspended animation. She unwittingly awakens him and, by virtue of being the only witch in the vicinity, becomes his new master.
Yet the ruins hold plenty more secrets, some of them more dangerous than either of them know, and now there's nothing stopping the rest from leaking out as well...
This another one Id like us to both put some world building into together. I have some fun thoughts of who the "knight" might be, but the contents of the ruins and the world beyond are fertile ground!
Of the obligatory smutty part, one idea I might like to play with is that for the knight requires a regular supply of mana to keep him fueled. One way that could be supplied is through physical intimacy, which could lend itself well to a fun bit of power dynamic with an experienced witch teaching her inexperienced knight the ropes.
in a land surrounded by burning sands, cities and villages eke out a life for themselves. Though hardy folk, all of this land are fearful of the eldritch secrets run that rampant in the dark places beyond their street lights. Wild beasts and monsters, demons that pray on your fears, magic. Superstitious and distrustful of such things, those that wield such arcane arts are looked upon with distrust.
Yet one small town finds themselves beset by a mischievous spirit of air. It steals from their market stalls, engages in vandalism, and plays pranks upon its shepherds and herdsmen. Though not evil in its intents, the spirit is bored and whimsical and has sought to quell that boredom with its own little games at the villagers expense. Left with little means to rid themselves of the troublesome creature, they turn in desperation to wandering sorceress and reluctantly beg her to drive it off or at least bring it to heel.
Though she accepts, for a price, in the confrontation she proves far more fun to play with for the spirit then the villagers ever were.
Yet one small town finds themselves beset by a mischievous spirit of air. It steals from their market stalls, engages in vandalism, and plays pranks upon its shepherds and herdsmen. Though not evil in its intents, the spirit is bored and whimsical and has sought to quell that boredom with its own little games at the villagers expense. Left with little means to rid themselves of the troublesome creature, they turn in desperation to wandering sorceress and reluctantly beg her to drive it off or at least bring it to heel.
Though she accepts, for a price, in the confrontation she proves far more fun to play with for the spirit then the villagers ever were.
[Willing to be either the deity or the offering]
Every year the people have a festival to commemorate the Harvest season and the planting of next year's crop. Part of this tradition though involved making offerings to the local fertility deity who watches over their fields.
Most often this takes the form of songs, dance, burning food made of the harvest in thanks etc. But... It is said a once in a while the deity themselves make a personal appearance and invites someone from the village to lay with them and restore their power. This year such an occasion has occured, and they gave spied such mortal that draws their fancy.
Every year the people have a festival to commemorate the Harvest season and the planting of next year's crop. Part of this tradition though involved making offerings to the local fertility deity who watches over their fields.
Most often this takes the form of songs, dance, burning food made of the harvest in thanks etc. But... It is said a once in a while the deity themselves make a personal appearance and invites someone from the village to lay with them and restore their power. This year such an occasion has occured, and they gave spied such mortal that draws their fancy.
A man has struggled with a fear of spiders for much of his life. What happens when he finds himself attracting the attention of a certain eight legged variety of monster girl?
(Open for a variety of settings)
(Open for a variety of settings)
They often told legends of (YC). She was beautiful in shape. Terrifying in her might. Awe inspiring in her splendor. She walked the world when the civilized races were young. She Guided some, warred with others, was hunted by others in turn.
But for all her might, she was alone in this world. None who were mortal could stand by her. None who were her equal were within reach. And many she did count as companions were now long gone. She was at once the mountain and the unreachable summit. And it seemed a fate that would keep on for the rest of her long life span...
Until one fool hardy idiot mage tricked her into a pact she can't get free from. And all for the sake a passing grade on a damn school paper!?
Mikahil (MC) was everything a student of the imperial University could hope to be. Handsome, talented, driven, good looking, and showing promise for a bright future.
He was also a Bastard. The literal kind.
Born from a forbidden union between a maid and a high lord, the young man was forced to live his life in the shadow of greatness to him denied. He manages to scrape together what resources and money he has to enter the imperial University of magic in the hopes of making a name for himself by his own hands, but finds himself being blocked and subbed at every turn from reaching that crucial final graduation. So what is a young man at the edge of his rope and nearly broke to do? Embark on a hair brained scheme to make one of the most powerful beings on the planet his familiar of course! And somehow, it works! (Mostly)
Of course, she's not exactly happy. And his control over her isn't exactly perfect. And his (mostly) successful feat draws attention to the two of them from forces that aren't friendly to either. But that can all be worked out on the fly.
Right?
So this is one of the few plots I actually have played out a fair ways before, and actually have a pretty good idea for how the plot could progress, and a pre-established character ready to go for it.
Now, I want to clarify that I'm not specifically looking for a non-con plot, for the most part. The theme for this one I feel is more of a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers kind of deal, with tension (sexual or otherwise), drama, humor and eventual romance with plenty of shenanigans to go around. So naturally For this one in particular I'm looking for someone willing to play a switch or a bratty sub who's willing to test the limits of what tenuous control MC has over her while the two learn to get along and work together on their journey I'm the face of adversity.
But for all her might, she was alone in this world. None who were mortal could stand by her. None who were her equal were within reach. And many she did count as companions were now long gone. She was at once the mountain and the unreachable summit. And it seemed a fate that would keep on for the rest of her long life span...
Until one fool hardy idiot mage tricked her into a pact she can't get free from. And all for the sake a passing grade on a damn school paper!?
Mikahil (MC) was everything a student of the imperial University could hope to be. Handsome, talented, driven, good looking, and showing promise for a bright future.
He was also a Bastard. The literal kind.
Born from a forbidden union between a maid and a high lord, the young man was forced to live his life in the shadow of greatness to him denied. He manages to scrape together what resources and money he has to enter the imperial University of magic in the hopes of making a name for himself by his own hands, but finds himself being blocked and subbed at every turn from reaching that crucial final graduation. So what is a young man at the edge of his rope and nearly broke to do? Embark on a hair brained scheme to make one of the most powerful beings on the planet his familiar of course! And somehow, it works! (Mostly)
Of course, she's not exactly happy. And his control over her isn't exactly perfect. And his (mostly) successful feat draws attention to the two of them from forces that aren't friendly to either. But that can all be worked out on the fly.
Right?
So this is one of the few plots I actually have played out a fair ways before, and actually have a pretty good idea for how the plot could progress, and a pre-established character ready to go for it.
Now, I want to clarify that I'm not specifically looking for a non-con plot, for the most part. The theme for this one I feel is more of a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers kind of deal, with tension (sexual or otherwise), drama, humor and eventual romance with plenty of shenanigans to go around. So naturally For this one in particular I'm looking for someone willing to play a switch or a bratty sub who's willing to test the limits of what tenuous control MC has over her while the two learn to get along and work together on their journey I'm the face of adversity.
So I usually have a long thought out plot synopsis, but for this one I just have a cute idea inspired by another video.
Your typical superheroine and criminal drama-turn-dating when a few accidents reveals she may have a kinky side and he may just be into it.
Your typical superheroine and criminal drama-turn-dating when a few accidents reveals she may have a kinky side and he may just be into it.
Ranulf exhaled into his hands. They had started to grow cold in the crisp air. Winter was starting to set in, the first snow touching down in the mountains where he lived though it had yet to reach the valley bellow. He would have to get new mitts soon, his current gloves were worn down from use and didn't insulate against the cold as well as they used to. Probably soon, before the snow really set in and it made travel to and from town more of a hassle then it was worth.
He looked back down from the cliff face where he was making camp. He could still see his cabin in the distance from where he was, nestled snuggly by itself in a small clearing just east of the brook. The small village of Tolfinger was further beyond that, about a mile and a half down stream, just a bit above where the water met with another rivlet to form a larger tributary. He could still, although barely, make out the small smoke trails coming up from the chimney's.
For some reason the sight highlighted how isolated he was out here. Not to say he was complaining necessarily. He had wanted this after all. A chance to be away from the hustle and bussel of the city and employ his skills for his own means. The fresh mountain air had been good for him, and the quiet sounds of nature relaxing for him. Yet still, the life of a hermit was a lonely one and not for the first time he wished for just a little company.
He pushed the thought from his mind. Dwelling on it would just drawn him in a spiral that he didn't want to get into right now. Not when he was still on the hunt. A small herd of dear had been spotted by him this morning and with luck he might be able to catch one of them before they moved on to new grazing grounds. Having the meat dried into jerky for the winter would be a good head start on his preparations.
He picked his crossbow up and continued to follow the trail. The thin sheet of snow might have been a blessing in that regard, in that it made it easier to track the movements of animals in the forest. He'd found this trail just a short while ago and it appeared to be fresh. He'd likely be upon the herd soon; a prediction that was quickly vindicated when he reached a small clearing and spotted a small family of dear grazing at its center. A mother vigilantly watching the cleanings edge and it's two fawns.
Ranulf braced himself against a nearby tree and loaded his crossbow. Catching them out in the open was a mixed bag. On the one hand he had a clear shot with minimal obstruction, but by that same token he had little cover with which to get closer. Not with that doe watching the tree line for things like him. It would be a tricky shot at this distance but he'd nailed farm more difficult targets during his time as a ranger for the king. Resting the crossbow on the crook of the trees root, Ranulf leveled his sights on one of the two doe and exhaled. His vision narrowed and in his mind's eye he read the needed trajectory and timing to land a solid hit to the animals heart. Gently his finger began to squeeze the crossbows trigger, but was foiled at the last second by the sudden screeching and beating of wings by a flock of birds. The noise startled the grazing deer who bolted just before Ranulf could loose his projectile. The hunter cursed quietly as the animals disappeared into the tree line and looked to where the fleeing birds originated from.
A decision had to be made then. It might not be a lost trip. Something had to have startled those birds. But that something was likely a predator, and likely dangerous. It was a cautious few moments until he started to creep along the tree line, crossbow at the ready. A long minute passed as he remained low to the ground and shifting from Bush to bush, with ears alert for any sound. As he got closer to the original location of the flocks flight he spotted his first clues to what his would be quarry was.
First sign was on a blade of tall grass. A small blot of red blood stain the stalk. Something had been injured, which might have explained the birds flight... If not for the second clue. A footprint. One humanoid in shape. That was worrying in a completely different light. Two hunters operating in the same area was dangerous, as one could mistake the other for game and loose an errant shot. Judging by the foot print though, that was not the issue. This person appeared to be barefoot, not a wise choice for this weather, which might mean the blood was theirs. Reading the trail of footprints, the person appeared to be wobbling a bit, likely from either exhaustion or blood loss. Possibly both. That brought new priorities to Ranulf's mind and he abandoned his stealth to begin rushing up the path following the footprints.
"Hello!?" He called out. "Hello is someone out here!?" Being injured in the wilderness was no minor matter, especially alone. Without help someone could end up stranded, a wound leaving them unable to move, and fair game to any beast nearby. It didn't take long for him to catch up with the source of the foot prints. And when he did he came to pause when he saw... Her.
This is another one I've tried in the past but never got off the ground. In short, it's the story of a hunter finding and taking in an injured "stray". Who she is could be any number of "beast-kin", aka wolf-girl, cat-girl or some other humanoid person with a little bit of a beastly trait or two. Beyond the initial set up of him nursing her back to health and taking her on as his companion (or pet), the plot is largely open ended. Though I'd give a greater degree towards "slice of life" but adventures too could a wait the pair.
He looked back down from the cliff face where he was making camp. He could still see his cabin in the distance from where he was, nestled snuggly by itself in a small clearing just east of the brook. The small village of Tolfinger was further beyond that, about a mile and a half down stream, just a bit above where the water met with another rivlet to form a larger tributary. He could still, although barely, make out the small smoke trails coming up from the chimney's.
For some reason the sight highlighted how isolated he was out here. Not to say he was complaining necessarily. He had wanted this after all. A chance to be away from the hustle and bussel of the city and employ his skills for his own means. The fresh mountain air had been good for him, and the quiet sounds of nature relaxing for him. Yet still, the life of a hermit was a lonely one and not for the first time he wished for just a little company.
He pushed the thought from his mind. Dwelling on it would just drawn him in a spiral that he didn't want to get into right now. Not when he was still on the hunt. A small herd of dear had been spotted by him this morning and with luck he might be able to catch one of them before they moved on to new grazing grounds. Having the meat dried into jerky for the winter would be a good head start on his preparations.
He picked his crossbow up and continued to follow the trail. The thin sheet of snow might have been a blessing in that regard, in that it made it easier to track the movements of animals in the forest. He'd found this trail just a short while ago and it appeared to be fresh. He'd likely be upon the herd soon; a prediction that was quickly vindicated when he reached a small clearing and spotted a small family of dear grazing at its center. A mother vigilantly watching the cleanings edge and it's two fawns.
Ranulf braced himself against a nearby tree and loaded his crossbow. Catching them out in the open was a mixed bag. On the one hand he had a clear shot with minimal obstruction, but by that same token he had little cover with which to get closer. Not with that doe watching the tree line for things like him. It would be a tricky shot at this distance but he'd nailed farm more difficult targets during his time as a ranger for the king. Resting the crossbow on the crook of the trees root, Ranulf leveled his sights on one of the two doe and exhaled. His vision narrowed and in his mind's eye he read the needed trajectory and timing to land a solid hit to the animals heart. Gently his finger began to squeeze the crossbows trigger, but was foiled at the last second by the sudden screeching and beating of wings by a flock of birds. The noise startled the grazing deer who bolted just before Ranulf could loose his projectile. The hunter cursed quietly as the animals disappeared into the tree line and looked to where the fleeing birds originated from.
A decision had to be made then. It might not be a lost trip. Something had to have startled those birds. But that something was likely a predator, and likely dangerous. It was a cautious few moments until he started to creep along the tree line, crossbow at the ready. A long minute passed as he remained low to the ground and shifting from Bush to bush, with ears alert for any sound. As he got closer to the original location of the flocks flight he spotted his first clues to what his would be quarry was.
First sign was on a blade of tall grass. A small blot of red blood stain the stalk. Something had been injured, which might have explained the birds flight... If not for the second clue. A footprint. One humanoid in shape. That was worrying in a completely different light. Two hunters operating in the same area was dangerous, as one could mistake the other for game and loose an errant shot. Judging by the foot print though, that was not the issue. This person appeared to be barefoot, not a wise choice for this weather, which might mean the blood was theirs. Reading the trail of footprints, the person appeared to be wobbling a bit, likely from either exhaustion or blood loss. Possibly both. That brought new priorities to Ranulf's mind and he abandoned his stealth to begin rushing up the path following the footprints.
"Hello!?" He called out. "Hello is someone out here!?" Being injured in the wilderness was no minor matter, especially alone. Without help someone could end up stranded, a wound leaving them unable to move, and fair game to any beast nearby. It didn't take long for him to catch up with the source of the foot prints. And when he did he came to pause when he saw... Her.
This is another one I've tried in the past but never got off the ground. In short, it's the story of a hunter finding and taking in an injured "stray". Who she is could be any number of "beast-kin", aka wolf-girl, cat-girl or some other humanoid person with a little bit of a beastly trait or two. Beyond the initial set up of him nursing her back to health and taking her on as his companion (or pet), the plot is largely open ended. Though I'd give a greater degree towards "slice of life" but adventures too could a wait the pair.
Bare bones pairing ideas for now but I'll likely have something more detailed for these plot ideas later. Anything with a * next to it is a role I'd be looking to play.
*Depowered God x Mortal housing them.
Space pirate x stow away
Royal* x bodyguard
Mage x *Familiar
Mage x *apprentice
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