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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 21, 2012
After taking a break, I am ready to jump back into the world of role-play. I am searching for RP partners who are open to the idea of long-term and exploring multiple storylines over time. While I am open to all partners, I would prefer ones who can play male characters. I have a wide range of interests, including slice-of-life/modern and medieval/fantastical settings. Here are some of the kinks/ themes and well as plots I'll like to explore
THEMES
Dominant Male
Older gentlemen (Age Gaps)
Romance
Dark Romance
Dub-con
Non-don
BDSM
Medieval
Modern
Fantasy
Paranormal ( Vampires, Shifters, etc.)
ROLE PLOTS
If anything I mentioned here catches your interest, feel free to share your contact information so we can connect. I'm excited to build something amazing together, so please don't hesitate to message me if you're interested!
THEMES
Dominant Male
Older gentlemen (Age Gaps)
Romance
Dark Romance
Dub-con
Non-don
BDSM
Medieval
Modern
Fantasy
Paranormal ( Vampires, Shifters, etc.)
ROLE PLOTS
Rain's life was sheltered, revolving around books and hours of violin practice. But everything changed when she discovered her father's infidelity. Left to fend for themselves, Rain and her mother struggled with the financial burden that loomed over them. Despite the hardships, her mother fought tirelessly to make ends meet, until one day, she had a heart attack and was faced with an enormous hospital bill. Just when Rain had lost all hope, she heard about the Vault—a highly exclusive 24-hour club known for its wealthy and influential clientele. The Vault catered to a variety of desires and interests. In an unexpected twist of fate, Rain finds herself on stage, awaiting to auction off her virginity to the highest bidder.
After the passing of your wife, your home fell into a state of neglect. Eventually, some friends managed to persuade you to hire someone for maintenance. One day, while walking through the streets, you come across me—a young orphaned girl, clearly in need. My tattered clothes and smudges of dirt on my face give away my desperate situation. Looking up at you with innocent eyes, I evoke your sympathy. Consequently, you made the decision to take me in and appoint me as the caretaker of the cleaning tasks. However, as time passes, your feelings towards me begin to change, and you find yourself becoming attracted to me.
Entering my tiny, dilapidated apartment after a grueling second job, I let out a weary sigh as I gingerly stepped over empty alcohol bottles strewn across the floor. My heart sinks as I catch sight of my mother curled up naked with her latest husband. Seeking solace, I retreat to my room, securing the door with a deadbolt. Collapsing onto my bed, I find myself staring blankly at the ceiling. Ever since my abusive father was locked away and my mother turned to alcohol and drugs, the weight of running our household has fallen squarely on my shoulders. That's where you come in. You're my older boyfriend, and you happen to be incredibly wealthy. We crossed paths when I was working as a waitress, and you've since showered me with gifts and affection. Shortly after, there's a knock on the door of my apartment. I gaze through the peephole, taking in your presence dressed in a sophisticated designer suit, your hands adorned in soft leather gloves. Letting out a resigned sigh, I hold my long black hair tightly, concealing the bruise on my jaw. With trepidation, I slowly open the door, my eyes cast downwards. "Hi," I utter softly.
We have been friends since kindergarten, living next door to each other, and sharing common interests in music and movies. As we entered high school, our paths diverged: you embraced sports and became a jock, while I found my place in the Goth and rave crowd. Despite our different social circles, we have managed to maintain our friendship. However, others find it hard to comprehend why we are still close. One of my male friends, in particular, is determined to sabotage our bond and keep me for himself on my birthday. On that night, when we go out with a few of my friends to celebrate at a rave, he plans to drive a wedge between us. But here's the twist: despite considering ourselves best friends, as close as siblings even though we are not related, you begin to see me differently when you realize how jealous he is of our relationship. It dawns on you that you want more than just a friendship with me.
I am the little sister of your best friend. From the time I was a baby, I always followed you everywhere, emulating your every move. Now that I'm in high school and you're in college, nothing has changed—I still idolize you and accompany you whenever you visit our hometown, even though it annoys my brother. However, you don't seem to mind. One day, there's a masquerade party being held at the local college, and you and my brother decide to attend. You purposely keep this plan from me because you fear I will follow. Little do you know, my best friend finds out about it and insists on going, hoping to meet college boys. Reluctantly, she drags me along and forces me to wear a white gown, angel wings, and flowers in my hair, as opposed to the tuxedo you and my brother don. When you see me arrive at the party, you're captivated by my appearance and think to yourself that you've never seen such a beautiful girl before. After observing me for a few minutes, you approach me and ask me to dance. Oblivious to the fact that you're actually my brother's best friend, I happily agree. Unbeknownst to you, the lovely girl you hold in your arms is the same little girl who used to follow you around.
The Great War between the kingdoms of the west and east has recently concluded. As the handsome prince of the West kingdom, you are enjoying the triumph and adulation that comes with victory. Your father, the King, has arranged for the slaves to attend to your needs, ensuring you and your men are comfortable. As one of those slaves, I, a young girl, have been tasked with preparing a luxurious bath for you. While carrying out this duty, I find myself anxiously biting my lower lip, hoping that you won't recognize me from our childhood friendship. Over time, I have come to understand my position in society and now harbor a sense of trepidation around those of higher status.
If anything I mentioned here catches your interest, feel free to share your contact information so we can connect. I'm excited to build something amazing together, so please don't hesitate to message me if you're interested!