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Hey! Feel free to call me CC, Candicorn, or Candi. I'm a woman in my 30's and I've been roleplaying for a bit over a decade now. I haven't had the time or energy for my usual creative outlet (art), so I'm hoping to find it here.
My work-life is hectic at times so I do get burnt out, but I'll give a heads up if I need a hiatus. Sometimes I can post everyday, but every few days or once per week is probably more sustainable in the long term. If our posts are longer, I'll most likely post closer to once per week. It just depends on how much time I have time to sit and write. For post length, my comfort zone is around 2-4 paragraphs (100-300 words). Feel free to check out my writing samples at bottom of this thread.
Other things you might want to know;
- RP Space - I RP in PM's or forums/threads only.
- My characters - I play black/brown female characters with artwork for references (rather than real people). I tend toward playing human characters but will play non-humans if the mood strikes me (no non-sapient creatures, though).
- My general style - My favorite RP stories have had a balance of seriousness and levity. I like banter and puns as well as character explorations and development.
- OOC - I'm not interested in adding anyone on Discord, the bird app, or any of that stuff. I'm happy to plan things out and/or talk about the story in PM's.
- Ghosting - I'm pretty Casper-friendly. If you have a known tendency to ghost, a heads up would be great so I can be prepared for it. Also I would, of course, like a heads up if you're losing steam, want to change things up, or are just busy with life. If all else fails, don't be afraid to come back around post-ghosting with your overdue post ;p
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Currently Cravings
✧ Remote control vibrator
✧ Penetration denial with multiple orgasms ("I'll fuck you, but only after you're a sloppy, drooling mess")
✧ Soft domination (I adore contrast. Ex: very dirty talk while being gently or very affectionate talk while being rough)
Always Happy to See This
Creampie | Praise/Positive Reinforcement | Toys (Especially Vibrators) | Mating Press/Being Pinned | Affectionate Aftercare
Gimme Gimme
Monsters | Risk of Pregnancy/Impregnation | Love/Romance | Tentacles | Blindfolding | Spit-roasting | Double Penetration | Dirty Talk (Receiving) | Man Wearing a Suit (it's basically lingerie) | Goth/Alternative Men | Men with salt & pepper hair
Good!
Face-Fucking | Combat Violence | Exhibitionism | Spanking | Gags | Strap-Ons | Shapeshifting | BDSM (submission should be earned imo though) | Dirty Talk (Giving) | Anal (it's fine but vaginal is usually preferred) | Temptation | Sexual Frustration | Stuckage | Collars - Limits
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Let's Talk About It First
Pegging | Knotting | Oversized or In-Humanly Shaped Phalluses
No Thank You
Rape/Non-Consensual | Racism or Race-Play | Underage or Age-Play | Gore | Inflation | Bodily Waste | Bestiality | Incest | Rimming (Giving) | Fisting | Vore | Body Part Worship | Anal to Mouth | Anal to Vaginal | Physical or Verbal Abuse | Bad Ends | Snuff | Degradation/Humiliation - Tastes
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✧ When it comes to dick size, I find emphasis on the exact number of inches super distracting (in a non-sexy way). Especially, when the size is waaay above the human average. I get it, however. It's part of the fantasy/fun for some so no judgement. Just please don't try to serve MC a five dollar foot long. Some folks are irked by flower metaphors in their spicy writing, for me it's this. "Average", "above average", "impressive" are all fine. Not going into great detail about the inches is also fine. "Uncomfortably large" is okay depending on the RP. "Painful" or "destructive" are a no from me (I'd say that's around 9+ inches unless we're RPing giants).
✧ I'm mostly looking to RP against male characters at the moment. I would love to see guys who are alternative/goth, POC, androgynous, DILF's, and/or the proud owner of a dad bod. Femme boys and full submissives are not a match for me.
✧ Affectionate/gentle domming fucking rules. Doms/dommes who respect and cherish the submission entrusted to them is my preferred flavor of BDSM. This does not mean being physically gentle at all times. It just means that there is respect and value between the partners.
✧ I am convinced that god-modding is the worst thing in RPing. This post sums up my definition and feelings pretty well. Nothing kills my enthusiasm for writing like my writing partner telling me how my character reacts, feels, is dressed, etc. Repositioning bodies is fine. Assuming that MC entered a room, got into a car, etc is also fine. When in doubt, feel free to ask and I'll do the same! - Writing Samples
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Myrri approached the rack cautiously, her eyes passing over the restraints. She was confident in the empire's abilities to hold a prisoner, but not stupid. She noticed the leather strap and internally rolled her eyes. The guards always messed something up, but at least the strap seemed to be holding him adequately. If he could break it, surely he would have already. So said her logic, anyway. The Felin woman walked from the end of the rack where Einhard's feet were chained, up closer to his face so that she look down into his eyes.
"Luckily for me, I don't need to bring my hands anywhere near your mouth. I'm not here for saliva" she asked her question teasingly as she laid a hand on one of his knees. The hand slowly ventured northward towards his groin as spoke "Don't you remember?" the rhetorical question came with the gentle groping of his balls. She massaged him tenderly through the pants he wore as she continued to talk to him, looking into his steely eyes with her golden ones.
Like usual Myrri came to his cell wearing her full Imperial regalia, Ferrotani black and blue befitting the station of assistant to the Imperial vizier. The attentions of her hand halted briefly so that she could remove her long jacket. Underneath her clothing was much simpler, a pale yellow tunic dress with a deep v-neck that revealed some of the curve of her breasts and long sits up the sides revealing the sides of her hips. The clothing was thin and hid little of her shape and none of her sweet scent. Dangling between her breasts on a golden chain was an ivory-white amulet. She hadn't worn such an item on her previous visits, but the arcane symbols etched onto the white stone made it easy to guess that it had some mystical purpose.
The potent scent of arousal on Einhard was unexpected for Myrri. The woman had witnessed the potion used on humans many times but their pheromones were weak to non-existent or perhaps the Felin nose just wasn't wired to detect such scents in incompatible races. It appeared that the Wulfen were more compatible, at least in this regard. So compatible were they that Myrri's body began to respond in kind. She wasn't as burningly aroused as the man before her, but the spark of lust was present as an undercurrent in her scent.
"I didn't trick you, you know? I told you everything I coud, even knowing that you were unlikely to accept it. But now I must take what the imperials demand or we'll both be in quite a bit of trouble" with her jacket laid over a nearby chair, Myrri's hand returned to Einhard's groin "All you have to do is relax while I take care of this for you" her delicate fingers slid past the waistband of his pants and tugged the garment down and out of the way.Later that night, Myrri sat twirling a quill between her fingers and thinking deeply. Candlelight illuminated the modest quarters afforded her above the vizier's workshop. The relative closeness to the dungeons was convenient for the vizier's regular and distasteful experiments as well as for Myrri's current assignment. In truth, she'd have preferred to stay elsewhere, outside of the palace. However, given the tongue lashing she'd received from the vizier for ascending from the dungeons again empty handed, she knew he wouldn't be in an accommodating mood with her for quite some time. The Felin needed results. But how best to get them?
Her yellow eyes flicked over to the torn chemise laying over the end of her bed. It was remarkable. She hadn't even felt the wolfman's attack. The entire encounter with the prisoner burned in her mind as she pondered what it was exactly that she was feeling. Fear? Excitement for a challenge? Arousal? All three most likely.
Finally, she brought the quill's movement to a stop and dipped the tip into the nearby inkwell. In her elegant writing, she made her "request" to the guards: "A special session is needed with Prisoner 8-901. In preparation, have the prisoner tied the largest metal rack available. Metal chains will be needed for restraint. Not the usual rope. The prisoner's mouth may be left unmuzzled, provided that the restraints prevent excessive movement of the upper body. Finally, the prisoner will need to be dosed with Dionysian Brew."
Myrri tapped the quill tip against the paper, thinking again. She knew Dionysian Brew well. It was not an alcohol as the name implied, but a potent aphrodisiac potion. She was responsible for brewing the palace's supply. The right dose could "pleasantly" revive the virility of a decrepit noble for a night. The wrong dose could drive the imbiber to deep, burning sexual frustration, to the siring of many, many bastards, or to madness. Whichever came first. Given Einhard's size and his metabolism of the Black Passiflora, Myrri thought she knew the right dose to use, but only time and experimentation would tell "Two full-sized doses should be sufficient. I will need the prisoner restrained and dosed at least 30 minutes before my arrival"
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The next day, Myrri descended the dungeon staircase again, ready to set about her work. The familiar scent of Felin and spices wafted down the hall ahead of her as she approached, likely picked up more acutely if the aphrodisiac's effects were kicking in as expected. Moments later, the woman opened the vault door and entered "Hello again, Einhard. I hope you rested well. It's time for our first real session"A soft purr escaped Ember's lips as Ciaran groped her ass. She always loved when he did that. It felt sexy and just a little possessive. She loved the feel of his strong yet nimble hands gripping onto her. Ember was a lithe woman which was not uncommon for an elf. She did, however, possess a bit more pronounced curves and musculature than the norm when compared to her more willowy cousins. A consequence of a life spent training her body for combat and living in a city with heartier human cuisine. Thankfully, Ciaran had never seemed to mind.
"You have the same effect on me, my love. I just hide it a little better" she teased him, giggling a bit from his words. The giggle was brief, however, as her eyes trailed downward to see him removing his underwear. Oh, how she enjoyed that sight. There were many moments in which Ember felt like a lucky woman and this was one of them. Her husband was certainly well formed. Enough so that other men (their wives) would be jealous if they knew what Ember did. In spite of herself, Ember felt a primal satisfaction in knowing that Ciaran would share his body with only her. The feeling was heightened by their current and impending intimacy.
Ember blushed softly as Ciaran teased her with his kisses, shivering a little as he playfully nibbled the fabric and set her free from her lingerie top. One of her hands continued stroking along his shaft slowly and gently. The other hand ran through his hair and caressed his skin. She kissed him back, fully tasting the wine on his tongue as the kiss deepened.
There was a flash of mischief in the elven woman's eyes after Ciaran spoke "As much as I desire?~" Before he could respond or clarify, Ember pressed him backwards and down, to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. With a hungry expression on her face, she sank to her knees between his legs "I desire to release this terrible tension you must be feeling" she gently ran a finger up the underside of his shaft. "I desire to make the love of my life feel like a king" she slowly ran her wet tongue up the underside of his shaft. "I wish to keep helping, until you moan my name" she ran her tongue over the head of his cock "Would you like these thing, darling?" Not waiting for an answer, Ember wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, letting her tongue explore and rub against him.
P l o t
Starting with the most desired
- ✧ A Myriad of Milkmaids (TAKEN) ✧
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✧ A Myriad of Milkmaids✧
Setting: Urban Fantasy
Themes/Elements: Beastman x Human/Humanoid, multiple characters/pairings, size difference
Inspiration: the book Morning Glory Milking Farm
Milking ain't much, but it's honest work. It's an arrangement that benefits everyone. The milkmaids are paid nicely for their services. The beastmen leave relieved, refreshed, and well compensated for their spent seed. And the company receives high quality samples for synthesizing medicines, potions, and drugs.
My characters will be milkmaids employed by the company and ready to service your character or characters. These fine ladies may be human or they could be some sort of catgirl, bunnygirl, etc. I would also be open to playing a minotaur woman coming to the farm/facility to be milked by a "milkman" character of yours. Here are the ideas I currently have for my three ladies;
- A shy girl on her first day as a milk maid
- An experienced milk maid with a penchant for teasing
- A gothic specialist/sorceress whose brought in for difficult cases
- ✧ A Mandatory Vacation for the Woman of Steel ✧
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✧ Mandatory Vacation for the Woman of Steel ✧
Setting: Superhero
Themes/Elements: Affectionate domming, light bondage, blindfolding, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, banter
Inspired by a RP prompt from Vyce
A chronically overworked, overstressed female hero finds herself "kidnapped" by her former nemesis, a reformed/retired villain. It's a "forced vacation" of sorts. While the entire hero league is in agreement that MC needs to take a break before burning herself out, only the reformed villain has it in him to make her stop. He "kidnaps" her just like the "good 'ol days."
The idea for MC is someone akin to Superman or Wonder Woman, a beacon of strength and justice. The intended idea for YC is someone akin to a reformed Lex Luthor or David Xanatos, brilliant, machiavellian, and full of banter.
Being the cunning man he is, YC uses magic and/or tech borrowed from willing league members to prevent MC from easily muscling her way out of the kidnapping predicament. He takes her to a remote area that she cannot leave without his help. In order to "escape" the heroine must relax to the reformed villain's satisfaction. He may even give her objectives like 'get a massage', 'swim in the ocean', etc. The objectives aren't sexual or romantic in nature, other than perhaps a fancy dinner. After a bit of wine their banter turns to flirting, then a confession, and then more.
This RP won't be a true slow burn exactly. My plan is to semi-fast track the first day or so of the kidnapping. I'd like some time to feel out the characters and their dynamic, then head for the flirty dinner and later escalation of intimacy. The other option is to have the pair be a pre-existing sexual relationship, so it's more reasonable to have the assigned objectives turn sexual more quickly. - ✧ The Moonlit Cabin ✧
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✧ The Moonlit Cabin ✧
Setting: Urban FantasyThemes/Elements: Werewolf x Human, Switching/Changes in Dominance, Risk of Pregnancy (and dirty talk related to it)
Full disclosure: I'm pretty sure if the supernatural aspect is removed, this is the plot to a Hallmark movie.
MC, an ambitious woman from the city decides to stay at her family cabin alone for a while. She might be an executive taking time away after an ugly divorce, a high-powered lawyer celebrating winning a big case in solitude, or a financial consultant escaping a work scandal. Whatever the case, she's there during a nasty storm that knocks out the cabin's power. Not long after the power goes out, there's a knock her door. She finds YC, having had his car break down during a storm. MC recognizes him as a local from town and the owner of the nearest cabin to hers. She invites him in to wait out the storm, offering him a bedsheet and a spot by the fireplace in exchange for his soaked clothes. One thing leads to another and the two share a passionate night together.
The two continue hooking up with MC being the instigator and more dominant. A couple of weeks in, YC explains the reason why he lives in such a remote area; cities are terrible places for werewolves to live. He then mentions that he'll be keeping away from her for the next few days because of the impending full moon and it's affect on him. Despite the warning and YC's plan to stay away, MC is determined to see what all the fuss is about. Surely, she can tame any beast that comes her way. Can't she?
Notes:
- My idea for werewolves & the full moon - it doesn't rob them of their humanity but it does greatly amplify their base desires. In the absence of rivals to fight or food to hunt, the desire to fuck and breed a mate is STRONG.
- Just to be clear, I'm not looking for any beastiality in this one. I'd only be interested in them having sex with him in human form, wolf-man form (still mostly human looking but stronger, hairier, and with some wolf traits), or werewolf form.
- I'd love to have at least one scene where she agrees to "give him a good chase." She sprints off, letting him chase her down, rip her clothes, and claim his prize.
- ✧ Trials of the Midnight Castle ✧
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✧ Trials of the Midnight Castle ✧
Setting: Fantasy
Themes/Elements: Teasing/temptation, bondage, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms
Inspired by a RP prompt from Vyce
A female adventurer/monster slayer is sent to the castle of a supernatural monster (dragon, vampire, etc) to dispatch the "vile menace to humanity." The fight between the two is ferocious but the castle owner wins out. Impressed with her giving him the first challenge in ages, he offers her a deal instead of sending her back to her employer in shame and defeat. He'll give her a consolation prize, an artifact of great magic that would please her employer. She will only receive this if she can find her way out of his castle and still chooses to leave when she does.
After the agreement is made, he teleports her deep within the bowels of the castle. The adventurer must find her way through his traps, puzzles, and challenges in order to advance throughout the castle to its exit. Given that her host possesses magic and is quite the tease, the trials quickly become opportunities for seduction.
For example, an early challenge may be to find her way through a room while blindfolded. That task seems easy, until he begins distracting her with whispers in her ear, banter, the use of magic, etc. Eventually, he offers to guide her to the room's door in exchange for a kiss. Another challenge could be searching his body for a key. The point is that he always gives her an option; Option A which is quite difficult or Option B which at least one of them is going to derive pleasure from.
Note: There's no non-con in this RP. In fact, the dragon/vampire/monster gets off on getting her to want him - ✧ Bad Moon Rising ✧
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✧ Bad Moon Rising ✧
Setting: Fantasy or Urban FantasyThemes/Elements: Eldritch demigod or Werewolf x Witch, Bondage, magic, sexual frustration
Version A: A man seeks out the aid of an acclaimed sorceress. Up until recently, he'd lived his whole life as a typical human but is now undergoing some kind of transformation. Apparently, he wasn't born of a tryst with an ordinary traveler as he'd previously been told. Whatever dark god he descends from is a being of intense powers and lusts, some of which the young man has inherited. And now that the stars are right, this dark inheritance is wrecking havoc on him and if he's not careful, the world around him. The sorceress is intrigued by the man's plight and thinks she may be able to help him with a series of potions and rituals. In the meantime, she sees fit to help him relieve his accumulating tensions before they drive him mad.
Version B: A werewolf seeks treatment from a local witch. Usually, he's able to manage his condition quite well but it's become more of a struggle recently. He's been irritable, tired, and his restraints during the full moon no longer hold him reliably. Not wanting to hurt anyone, he seeks help. After a bit of mystical diagnosis, the witch hypothesizes that the werewolf is lacking in releases. Her proposed solution? Option 1: Moving far into the wilderness and live amongst a werewolf pack or Option 2: Let her tend to his needs in exchange for his services. These services could be bodyguarding, handyman work, being a guinea pig for her mystical experiments, etc. Her first ask will almost certainly silly and trivial like "open this pickle jar"
Notes:
- Version B: I'd like this to have at least one scene of her binding him during a full moon. Followed by another of him binding her hands the next night (fair is fair)
- I prefer Version A over Version B (I'd put version B further down on this list if it were by itself)
- ✧ Debt of the Dread Queen ✧
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✧ The Dread Queen's Debt ✧
Setting: FantasyThemes/Elements: Temptation, Teasing, Bondage, Haughty Female, Potential Hotwife
A young woman makes a Faustian deal with a dark entity. He offers her "a crown in exchange for a bride" and she is more than happy to accept, even when he insists on sealing the deal with a sexual encounter. Years pass and the woman achieves the full height of royal power. It is at this point the entity returns to collect his due. The queen took the terms of the deal to mean that he'd make her a queen in exchange for a young maiden from her kingdom sometime down the line. What he actually takes is her as a bride. Not wanting him to undo the deal, she holds to the terms.
Despite her courts fears, the entity isn't interested in exerting any control over the kingdom. He's quite content with being "king consort", only showing up in the thrown room when it amuses him to do so. His actual interest lies in bedding his new wife, a powerful queen, and seeing her contort in pleasure for him.
If interested, we can add a sprinkle of hotwife to this plot. This could easily be the kind of entity who'd get off on having his queen "entertain" a visiting diplomat or reward her best general with her body. - ✧ With the Band ✧
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✧ I'm With the Band ✧
Goth/Alt Entertainer x Prudish or Curious ManagerThemes/Elements: Introduction to new kinks & experiences, Temptation, Teasing, Exhibitionism, Fighting for Dominance, Toys
Setting: Variable
I like the idea of pairing a less conventional guy with the prudish or BDSM-curious woman he works with. I'm open to MC being an assistant rather than his manager. However, I think I'd prefer seeing him seducing, teasing, and being sexually dominant with his boss. I'm a sucker for dynamics like the one below:**YC might not openly give her the utmost respect as described above. I'd prefer though if he appreciates her on some level, maybe even having a relationship where he's happy to give her shit, but would never let anyone else do so.
I've been picturing this one in a modern, real-world setting, BUT we could change that. Are you feeling Fantasy? They could be a Bard and Patron. Are you feeling Sci-Fi? I'm sure there would be touring artists in space. There are plenty of options with this one!
Wanna help me flesh out this idea? ❤ - ✧ Just What the Doctor Ordered ✧
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✧ Just What the Doctor Ordered ✧
Setting: Urban Fantasy/Sci-Fi
Theme: "Scientific" experimentation, toys, machine, sexual frustration
MC is in the middle of some kind of transformation. Is this transformation alien in origin? Draconic? Divine? MC has no idea. The most prominent symptom (for now) is a harsh spike in libido. It's fun at first, but eventually she can no longer find relief in masturbation and finds herself pawing at any man she could get her hands on. The pizza delivery guy. The plumber. The random guy on her jogging trail. Once she starts getting hot and bothered in meetings with her boss, she starts frantically searching for a solution.
After much searching, she finds a doctor who claims to be willing to help. He's an eccentric guy whose both interested in having her as a case study and searching for an effective treatment. MC insists that if she's going to be fodder for his scientific career, he's going to have to grant her in physical release. That works out well for both parties, since some of the experimental treatments will do just that. - ✧ This Old Haunt ✧
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✧ This Old Haunt ✧
Setting: Urban Fantasy
Themes/Elements: Harem (Potentially Mutual Harem), Supernatural x Human
Additional Inspiration:
https://thumbs.hentai-foundry.com/thumb.php?pid=877230&size=1250 (NSFW)
https://i.pinimg.com/564x/00/11/f3/0011f38b9f04ab4b42eda548c0363cf7.jpg
MC has just purchased a new home at a suspiciously cheap price. The house is a fixer-upper in need of a little do-it-yourself TLC... that also happened to have been built over a weak point between this realm and that of the supernatural. Furthermore, the previous owner was a bit of an eccentric who had dealings with the various ghost, ghouls, and monsters that frequent the land. Of course, these beings show up to meet the new home owner to see if she'll be as much fun as the last one.
This plot would involve you playing multiple characters of supernatural origin. If you're interested in having me also play multiple characters, we can make an easy tweak to the plot. Instead of just the homeowner moving in, it's a homeowner and roommate. Both of these humans are fair game for the resident supernaturals. For this plot, I don't want to play a couple or RP any threesome/group action. I'd much rather let the humans platonically bicker over who used the last of the milk or whose being too loud at night with their spooky visitors.
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Gallery of Guys (SFW):
View: https://www.pinterest.com/bluecandicorn/wishlist-gents/
Plot/Scene Inspiration (some NSFW): Post Image Gallery
Gallery of Guys (SFW):
View: https://www.pinterest.com/bluecandicorn/wishlist-gents/
Plot/Scene Inspiration (some NSFW): Post Image Gallery
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