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Undead Tyrant

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WRITING COMPATIBILITY
。You will be asked to provide a sample of your writing when you contact me. (You can find my samples HERE, or click on the spoiler down below.) I have high expectations for this search, but not a single one of them is the expectation of perfection. Mistakes happen; don't worry about them. As for what expectations I do have:
1. Novella-Length. About three or four pages suits me just fine, but I certainly won't object to more.
2. Literary Technique. I'm not looking for purple prose or anything, but I do adore a writer who understands how to properly employ symbolism, metaphor, and some ethos/pathos/logos.
3. Realistic & Complex Characters. Give them strengths, flaws, ambitions, fears, friends, rivals, enemies, heroes, and disappointments. Flesh your characters out, not just in the planning stage but during each and every one of your IC replies.
Mina sat at the square table. Usually it was where she would lose domino games to Tilly and Hosea, or Arthur would occasionally indulge in a game of Five Finger Fillet with Lenny or (rarely) Micah. Currently however, Mina was using it as a workstation, where she could sew up the holes in Bill's clothes without straining her neck too badly. Hosea, who sat across from her, used it as a surface to play a game of Solitaire. And Dutch, who sat next to Hosea, had an open book on the tabletop and was reading its contents. "Selling O'Driscoll corpses," he read aloud, tracing along the words with the tip of his ringed finger. His approval was thinly veiled teasing: exaggerated and ironic. "The Saint Denis Medical College is offering fifteen dollars for each donation - Hosea, did you know Saint Denis had a medical college with such barbaric practices?"

"I did not," Hosea said, not looking up from his game. "Must be doing well for themselves if those are the prices they're paying. Anyway, it's too easy to catch onto. The same five, ten people showing up, selling fresh corpses with bullet holes in them?" He waved his hand and dismissed the idea before drawing more cards.

As Dutch handed the journal back to her, Mina said, "Well, I did warn you fellas - there wouldn't be many leads in Rhodes. The only real money in Lemoyne is in Saint Denis, and they've got a criminal hierarchy. Unless we wanted to risk making even more enemies, selling bodies to universities is all I've got."

"No, there's money here," Hosea reassured her. "Confederate gold, kept in those plantation homes. You have to know what you're looking for, but it's there."

"Hosea, it's Confederate gold," Mina emphasized. "They only made so much money because they didn't have to pay for labor. Now that they do, any money they made has already been spent just keeping those plantations afloat postbellum. Most of them are drowning in debt now."

Dutch, who could sense an oncoming debate, reminded the both of them: "It doesn't matter. Here we are, and so here is where we will find money. Confederate or otherwise." Despite his apparent unbiased decree, Mina suspected Dutch secretly wanted to rob the South blind for all its bigotry and bloodshed. But she didn't press him on it, because pressing Dutch on things often caused his mood to sour. "Micah's cooked up a decent-paying plan," he continued. Mina and Hosea exchanged a glance that Dutch seemed to notice. "I know, I know. I hesitate after Strawberry, but I've been considering it. He seems to think he can convince some wealthy but dim-witted fools that a simple box can copy money."

Mina's brow furrowed. "How does he expect to do that?" she asked.

"By giving them a demonstration that it works," Dutch answered. "He showed me how it would go, more or less. In another life, our notorious Mister Bell would have made an exemplary snake oil salesman."

"And what will he do if it doesn't go according to plan?" Mina asked. "What if, for instance, someone were to wise up to his scheme, and they're just as violence-prone as he is?" From the look on his face, Mina concluded that Dutch had the same concern. "I'm glad that you want to give him another chance," she said. "I see the same potential in him that you do. But just like you can't trust Uncle with camp finances, you can't trust Micah to play it cool once he's been angered."

Growing frustrated, Dutch said, "I know that, but what exactly do you propose we do? Sit and wait for the money to fall into our laps?"

"Is that your new plan?" Hosea asked Mina, his eyes twinkling. "What happened to selling O'Driscoll corpses to medical colleges?"

Unbothered, Mina said, "I just think we need to take the time and discuss how we can guarantee the money without guaranteeing the extra heat. Micah's ideas are worth following up on, but his volatility deserves to be seen too." She set her finished sewing aside and got to work folding the clothes up so Tilly wouldn't have to. "I know it's stressful to think about these things, Dutch. I'd also love it if people would start coming to you with fool-proof plans that you didn't have to fix for them. Seeing you so overworked makes my heart ache." It had the intended effect. The tension eased from Dutch's shoulders, as if he didn't realize how stressed he was until Mina pointed it out. She continued: "It shouldn't all fall on you. Give me a chance to talk to Micah. His idea is good, but with a little extra preparation, we can make it rock-solid. It's just as Hosea always says: every plan works, as long as it's executed properly."

Hosea made an unconvinced sound, clearly not appreciative that his words were being used in support of Micah Bell, who (as far as he was concerned) had gotten three people Hosea cared deeply about killed. But he said nothing, because he and Mina had a silent agreement. "Anyway," she continued, "how much money does he think we stand to make?"

Dutch replied, halfway deep in thought (as he always was whenever someone gave him perspective he found valuable): "Potentially thousands, or even more, but I think he was being a little hyperbolic. Or hopeful."

"Or misleading," Hosea added, and Dutch hummed in vague affirmation.

"You two underestimate how easy it is to exploit greed," Mina said. She let the two men have the last word - Hosea concluding his ideas with firm doubt and Dutch remaining on the fence, right where he started. The conversation then easily switched into a tangential discussion about the predatory nature of American economics. Mina interjected every now and again, whenever she tuned into the conversation and listened for enough context to make it seem as if she'd been following along.

Once she finished folding Bill's mended clothes, Mina politely excused herself from the table and delivered the laundry back to Tilly, who profusely thanked her. Mina assured her that it was no problem at all - that she hated seeing young women throw their lives away on chores - and bid the girl a farewell before hunting Micah down. She found him, predictably, tending to his guns in isolation. Sunlight, notably dimmed by the incoming storm clouds, glinted off his revolvers like a threatening wink.

Mina approached from his right, stepping over discarded beer bottles from the night prior. "Good morning, Micah," she greeted. "Dutch and I were just discussing your plan." It was meticulous wording, designed to inform Micah that there was an in-group that didn't include him, and a power dynamic with details that he wasn't privy to, but was still subject to.
"He seemed impressed by it, but I don't think he saw the full potential. Tell me - have you already chosen a target?"

OPERATIONAL COMPATIBILITY
。I prefer on-site role-plays - either messages or forums - but I'm also open to Google Docs or email. I will potentially use Discord, but only if you check off literally every box as the perfect role player for me. (It's rare, but it has happened.)
。I use celebrities or models to represent my OCs, and I might consider your requests. I use the source material to represent any canon characters I play.
。CC x OC REQUIRES doubling. I will straight up stop responding if you ask me to play a canon character for your OC and you don't offer to play one for me. It's so damn selfish and rude. ERP is about mutual fantasy fulfillment. Like, you come across as the type of person who refuses to go down on a partner but expects them to do it for you. Don't be that asshole. If you aren't confident in your ability to portray any of the canon characters I requested, I might be willing to negotiate substituting for an OC - but honestly, that depends on your OCs and whether or not any of them appeal to me. Don't ask for quid if you ain't got no quo.

SEXUAL COMPATIBILITY
。I generally play submissive women, but I may play Dominant, switch, or vanilla for certain roles. My male characters are either Dominant, switches, or vanilla - but never fully submissive.

。No ratios because I'm open to high- and low-smut content. Just be warned that I'm here to write quality shit, not your cyberfuckfest2025. If all you want to write is "cock cock pussy yeah wet mmm" then please don't reach out. Thanks.
。You can check my F-List HERE. Please send me your own F-List (or something equivalent) when you contact me. I am highly unlikely to accept requests from people with only a handful of kinks in common with me. I'm mostly interested in partners that can safely say that they share at least 15-20 kinks from my Favorite and Yes lists.
PACING COMPATIBILITY
。I have a "get to it when you feel like it" philosophy. Your freedom and ability to curate and navigate your life on your exact terms is far more important to me than receiving a bit of fiction at some arbitrary agreed-upon time. I do not poke, prod, or remind my partners. I don't ask if you're still interested - even if you're bumping your thread but haven't responded to me.
。You can expect a response from me, on average, every week or two. Sometimes it might take me a few months. Sometimes you'll see me bumping my thread even though I haven't replied to you.


= craving
☆☆ = really craving
☆☆☆ = i will fucking love you forever holy shit
✘ = my knowledge needs significant refreshing and i'm only willing to do that if we're highly compatible and you play a specific canon for my oc
Elder Scrolls
Fallout
Left 4 Dead
Mass Effect ✘
Red Dead Redemption 2
Until Dawn


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THE ELDER SCROLLS
THE STRENGTH OF YOUR PURPOSE
Every once in a while, some of the Daedric Princes choose champions to spread their influence among the mortal realm. Less commonly, one of the Nine Divine might get involved too.
My Original Character will be a champion for one of the Daedric Princes, which you will play as her romantic interest. Please choose:
Molag Bal ☆☆☆
Sanguine ☆☆☆
Sheogorath ☆☆
Clavicus Vile
Mehrunes Dagon
Your Original Character will be a champion as well - ideally for a different Daedric Prince or God of your choosing. I can play pretty much any of them.
What is the price of rebirth? - "SEVERANCE, MY BROTHER"
So the Dark Brotherhood is, ironically, dead, and Sithis isn't too proud of the failure. Not only has his bride gone ever-silent, but the mortals have started questioning his influence. He incarnates himself as a mortal to rebuild the Dark Brotherhood - starting with finding a new Night Mother.
YOUR CHARACTER is Sithis's incarnate. However you choose to navigate this is entirely up to you. You can basically make him a second Lorkan, or you can do something entirely new. I'm happy to workshop ideas with you.
MY CHARACTER would be the new Night Mother - likely a reincarnation of the old one, if you're open to the idea.

LOVE AND CIVIL WAR
When her husband signs up to fight the Stormcloaks, an Imperial woman begrudgingly takes over his family business in Solitude. Day in and day out, she enchants weapons and armor for the Imperial army while he fights someone else's war and puts their children at risk of losing their father. And then it happens: late in the night, she receives word that her husband was killed in battle. She knows, in that moment, that her life will never be the same.

Months pass, and though the pain of grief eases, the widow's life only grows more complicated. Under her management, her late husband's business grows in popularity, and she begins making deliveries of her enchanted armor and weapons all across Skyrim. Normally these deliveries go off without a hitch - until, one night, she gets attacked by bandits. Just as she's sure that she will die, she sees him: a Nord in Stormcloak armor, who'd come to save her life with the strength and bravery of Talos himself.
MY CHARACTER will be the Imperial Widow.
YOUR CHARACTER will be the Stormcloak Soldier.
I'm open to doubling with this plot, as well!

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FALLOUT
HAVE A NUKE!
I'm fucking obsessed with Nuka-World. I want to play around with it and really explore the potentials of Raider politics. One of us will play the Overboss, but I don't care which of us it is. The plot is simple: we play around with Nuka-World, we take the Commonwealth, and we rule the world. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
If you play the Overboss then I would like to play their personal slave, which they inherited upon killing Colter. Your Overboss can be the Sole Survivor, or someone with an entirely different backstory.
If I play the Overboss, then you may play anyone.

THE CAMPAIGN TRAIL
It's been a few months since the Institute got blown to shit and McDonough was revealed to be a synth - but finally, Diamond City is ready to elect its new mayor. On the ballot are two promising candidates who have turned the campaign trail into a competition: whoever can do the most good for the Commonwealth before election day will have proven themselves worthy of the vote.
MY ORIGINAL CHARACTER is a female human who runs on a platform that emphasizes equality, education, and empathy - though she's rather pragmatic about how she achieves that. Choose one of these characters to play for her:
John Hancock
Preston Garvey
Your campaigning OC
YOUR ORIGINAL CHARACTER can be whoever you want them to be. If you want me to play a canon character for them, just let me know which one. I can play any of them.

POST-APOCALYPTIA
A group of scavengers come across an old, abandoned Vault - and they see the perfect opportunity to rebuild it into their own post-nuclear paradise.

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LEFT 4 DEAD

I don't have any plots or ideas for this fandom, so here are some pairings that I'm feeling instead. If anything catches your fancy, let me know and we can work on building something. (Sexual content with the zombies m i g h t be okay, depending on the context? I definitely won't do it as a whole ass pairing, maybe just a non-con thing that happens once or twice during the course of the role-play. Otherwise, I'd prefer to keep everything between the human characters.)

My Character (Normal Text) x Your Character (bold, italics, and underlined)
Original Character x Francis
Original Character x Nick
Original Character
x Canon of Your Choice
Zoey x Francis
Zoey x Bill

Zoey x Louis
Rochelle x Nick
Rochelle x Ellis
Rochelle x
Coach

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MASS EFFECT
I love Mass Effect, but it would take me a long time to get reacquainted with the trilogy well enough to role-play it. If you satisfy one of my OC x CC pairings, I'll give it a shot. Andromeda, on the other hand, I'm more familiar with. I'll have no difficulty with that one.

My Character (Normal Text) x Your Character (bold, italics, and underlined)
Original Character x Garrus Vakarian
Original Character x Javik
Original Character x James Vega
Original Character x Legion
Original Character x Jaal
Original Character x Liam
Original Character x Drack
Original Character
x Canon Character of Your Choice
Sara Ryder x SAM
Sara Ryder x Kett Archon

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RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2

CASTAWAYS ☆ (doubling required)
Dutch's Boys are no strangers to tragedy and disaster, especially as of late - but being castaways in Guarma after a brutal shipwreck introduces some of the gang to a whole new level of hopelessness. But, as it seems, fortune has not finished smiling down upon the outlaws: a crew of pirates have taken to helping the local rebels by smuggling resources to fund their efforts, and the captain has agreed to take Dutch and his boys on their ship back to America.
MY ORIGINAL CHARACTER will either be the pirate captain or the first mate. Pick one of these characters to play for her:
Dutch (if i play the captain, )
Javier (if i play the first mate, )
Micah
Arthur
YOUR ORIGINAL CHARACTER can be whoever you want them to be. They don't even have to be at all related to this idea; if you'd rather they be doing their own thing, hell yeah. I can play any canon character for you.

AN AMERICANA REVOLUTION
Blackwater not only ended in a massacre, but the resulting increased visibility earned Dutch more than a few new major enemies. Fortunately for him, that increased visibility also put him on the map for some powerful allies. Not long after he first arrives in Lemoyne, Dutch meets with some like-minded rebels who are planning some big moves, and they heard enough about Dutch and his boys that they want him in on it. After all, nobody wins a revolution without spilling a little sacrificial blood in the process, and Dutch has proven that he's more than capable of doing what it takes.
MY ORIGINAL CHARACTER will either be a strategist for the rebels, or a leader. Pick one of these characters to play for her:
Dutch
Micah
Javier

Charles
Arthur
Hosea
Sean
YOUR ORIGINAL CHARACTER can be anyone, even if they aren't related to this idea. I can play any canon character for them.

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UNTIL DAWN

THE AFTERMATH - au; josh survives until dawn
After everyone gets rescued from Blackwood Mountain, everyone must address the obvious question: should they press charges against Josh for his hand in the terror everyone endured? The group was split, with some arguing that Josh was too unwell to understand what he was doing and others insisting that it didn't matter: he needed to face the consequences of putting them in danger. Even if he was unwell. Even if it wasn't completely his fault. Among those against him were Emily, Ashley, and Matt - but Mike, Jess, Josh, and Sam insisted that Josh was not wholly to blame.

The legal battle was a difficult one, but ultimately Josh was first deemed mentally unfit to stand trial - and then determined not guilty by reason of insanity. The courts were not without mercy, and while they remained entirely ignorant to the supernatural events on that mountain, the judge and jury held obvious sympathy for Josh and his grief for his sisters. He was sentenced to seven years of incarceration, to be served in a mental health institution.

It's been three months, and occasionally some of Josh's friends still visit him. He's doing much better - or so he says. Few people can trust him these days after the stunts he pulled, and those who know Josh best can still see a darkness in his eyes.

Josh Washington is not okay.

THE FIRST PAIRING would involve Josh. Josh x OC, Josh x Sam, or Josh x Mike are my preferences.

THE SECOND PAIRING would be going back to Blackwood Mountain to investigate what could be going on with Josh. Sam x OC, Chris x OC, Jess x OC, Mike x OC, or Mike x Jess are my preferences.
 
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FANDOMS - arranged alphabetically
Fallout 4
Fallout TV Series
Mass Effect
No Man's Sky
Persona 4
Red Dead Redemption
Skyrim
Stardew Valley

ORIGINALS - by pairing category
MxF - you play a Dominant male
MxF - you play a submissive male
MxF - you play a switch male
FxF - you play a Dominant female
FxF - you play a submissive female
FxF - you play a switch female

ORIGINALS - by level of darkness
Dark Light
Dark Medium
Ultra Dark
Bad end

ORIGINALS - by kink
Age Gaps
Corruption
DD/lg
Incest
Non-Con
Sex Addiction
Trauma

ORIGINALS - by genre
Romance
Horror
Cyberpunk
Fantasy
Steampunk
Slice-of-Life
Western / Wild West
Historical
 
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IMPORTANT INFORMATION
  • F-List. Read it, because I'm not likely to accept partners who only share 3 or 4 kinks with me. The more we have in common, the better. (Some additional kinks specific to this thread are listed further down.)​
  • 1 reply every 1-2 weeks on average, sometimes more and sometimes less.​
  • Some of my characters are represented by porn stars/nude models, but I’m happy to discuss changing them so long as the alternative fits the general “feel” that I’m going for.​
  • Highly literate. (Links to a safe-for-work Google Doc. It’s a formatted writing sample, also available without formatting under a spoiler below for those who don’t want to click on a link.) While I don’t claim to be a perfect writer, or even a good one, I do want the opportunity to have fun with it the way I have fun with it. I like to take my time writing, proofreading, editing, revising, proofreading again, revising again, scrapping everything to start from scratch, writing, revising, proofreading, writing, writing, writing. A general rule of thumb with me: let me work at my own pace, and I will bring you quality.​
  • Private messages, on-site threads, and Google Docs are all options. I might be convinced to do Discord for the right person, but it’s highly unlikely, even for OOC.​

Mina sat at the square table. Usually it was where she would lose domino games to Tilly and Hosea, or Arthur would occasionally indulge in a game of Five Finger Fillet with Lenny or (rarely) Micah. Currently however, Mina was using it as a workstation, where she could sew up the holes in Bill's clothes without straining her neck too badly. Hosea, who sat across from her, used it as a surface to play a game of Solitaire. And Dutch, who sat next to Hosea, had an open book on the tabletop and was reading its contents. "Selling O'Driscoll corpses," he read aloud, tracing along the words with the tip of his ringed finger. His approval was thinly veiled teasing: exaggerated and ironic. "The Saint Denis Medical College is offering fifteen dollars for each donation - Hosea, did you know Saint Denis had a medical college with such barbaric practices?"

"I did not," Hosea said, not looking up from his game. "Must be doing well for themselves if those are the prices they're paying. Anyway, it's too easy to catch onto. The same five, ten people showing up, selling fresh corpses with bullet holes in them?" He waved his hand and dismissed the idea before drawing more cards.

As Dutch handed the journal back to her, Mina said, "Well, I did warn you fellas - there wouldn't be many leads in Rhodes. The only real money in Lemoyne is in Saint Denis, and they've got a criminal hierarchy. Unless we wanted to risk making even more enemies, selling bodies to universities is all I've got."

"No, there's money here," Hosea reassured her. "Confederate gold, kept in those plantation homes. You have to know what you're looking for, but it's there."

"Hosea, it's Confederate gold," Mina emphasized. "They only made so much money because they didn't have to pay for labor. Now that they do, any money they made has already been spent just keeping those plantations afloat postbellum. Most of them are drowning in debt now."

Dutch, who could sense an oncoming debate, reminded the both of them: "It doesn't matter. Here we are, and so here is where we will find money. Confederate or otherwise." Despite his apparent unbiased decree, Mina suspected Dutch secretly wanted to rob the South blind for all its bigotry and bloodshed. But she didn't press him on it, because pressing Dutch on things often caused his mood to sour. "Micah's cooked up a decent-paying plan," he continued. Mina and Hosea exchanged a glance that Dutch seemed to notice. "I know, I know. I hesitate after Strawberry, but I've been considering it. He seems to think he can convince some wealthy but dim-witted fools that a simple box can copy money."

Mina's brow furrowed. "How does he expect to do that?" she asked.

"By giving them a demonstration that it works," Dutch answered. "He showed me how it would go, more or less. In another life, our notorious Mister Bell would have made an exemplary snake oil salesman."

"And what will he do if it doesn't go according to plan?" Mina asked. "What if, for instance, someone were to wise up to his scheme, and they're just as violence-prone as he is?" From the look on his face, Mina concluded that Dutch had the same concern. "I'm glad that you want to give him another chance," she said. "I see the same potential in him that you do. But just like you can't trust Uncle with camp finances, you can't trust Micah to play it cool once he's been angered."

Growing frustrated, Dutch said, "I know that, but what exactly do you propose we do? Sit and wait for the money to fall into our laps?"

"Is that your new plan?" Hosea asked Mina, his eyes twinkling. "What happened to selling O'Driscoll corpses to medical colleges?"

Unbothered, Mina said, "I just think we need to take the time and discuss how we can guarantee the money without guaranteeing the extra heat. Micah's ideas are worth following up on, but his volatility deserves to be seen too." She set her finished sewing aside and got to work folding the clothes up so Tilly wouldn't have to. "I know it's stressful to think about these things, Dutch. I'd also love it if people would start coming to you with fool-proof plans that you didn't have to fix for them. Seeing you so overworked makes my heart ache." It had the intended effect. The tension eased from Dutch's shoulders, as if he didn't realize how stressed he was until Mina pointed it out. She continued: "It shouldn't all fall on you. Give me a chance to talk to Micah. His idea is good, but with a little extra preparation, we can make it rock-solid. It's just as Hosea always says: every plan works, as long as it's executed properly."

Hosea made an unconvinced sound, clearly not appreciative that his words were being used in support of Micah Bell, who (as far as he was concerned) had gotten three people Hosea cared deeply about killed. But he said nothing, because he and Mina had a silent agreement. "Anyway," she continued, "how much money does he think we stand to make?"

Dutch replied, halfway deep in thought (as he always was whenever someone gave him perspective he found valuable): "Potentially thousands, or even more, but I think he was being a little hyperbolic. Or hopeful."

"Or misleading," Hosea added, and Dutch hummed in vague affirmation.

"You two underestimate how easy it is to exploit greed," Mina said. She let the two men have the last word - Hosea concluding his ideas with firm doubt and Dutch remaining on the fence, right where he started. The conversation then easily switched into a tangential discussion about the predatory nature of American economics. Mina interjected every now and again, whenever she tuned into the conversation and listened for enough context to make it seem as if she'd been following along.

Once she finished folding Bill's mended clothes, Mina politely excused herself from the table and delivered the laundry back to Tilly, who profusely thanked her. Mina assured her that it was no problem at all - that she hated seeing young women throw their lives away on chores - and bid the girl a farewell before hunting Micah down. She found him, predictably, tending to his guns in isolation. Sunlight, notably dimmed by the incoming storm clouds, glinted off his revolvers like a threatening wink.

Mina approached from his right, stepping over discarded beer bottles from the night prior. "Good morning, Micah," she greeted. "Dutch and I were just discussing your plan." It was meticulous wording, designed to inform Micah that there was an in-group that didn't include him, and a power dynamic with details that he wasn't privy to, but was still subject to.
"He seemed impressed by it, but I don't think he saw the full potential. Tell me - have you already chosen a target?"


MY KINK REQUESTS
REQUIRED KINK: PSYCHOLOGY
I like when people play characters with traits that suggest psychological awareness, ranging from calculated manipulators and emotional abusers to emotionally-aware therapists and gentle-but-firm Daddy Doms. Your character should want to have an impact on my character’s psyche, whether it be for better or for worse.
NOTE/DISCLAIMER: None of the psychology surrounding sex addiction within my plot is true, and none of my characters are meant to be an accurate representation of someone living with sex addiction. Truth be told, I actually consider “nymphomania” something of an outdated and sexist slur, used to sexualize women who developed hypersexuality as a means of coping with significant sexual trauma. But the psychology behind the subtle and nuanced social degradation women endure is of extreme interest to me, and this is one of the ways I want to explore it. Social psychology is just as sexy as individual psychology.


REQUIRED KINK: UNPROTECTED SEX
Breeding is hot, risk of pregnancy is hot, the miracle of childbirth is great and all that jazz - but pregnancy and childbirth are just such tedious endeavors. Blech. Completely uninterested. I just wanna write hot bitches getting filled with cum. Consider my characters infertile and immune to STDs, if you must. On my end, I’m just not worrying about it.

KINK CRAVING: “MUCH” OLDER MEN & DAD BODS
I prefer playing women 28-38 years old paired with men who are old enough to be their fathers. I’m talking age gaps of 20, 30, or even 40 years. Also, men with broad shoulders and soft bellies make me weak in the knees. Give me men who look like they drink beer and eat ribs, please. (Actual status as a beer-drinker or carnivore is not mandatory.)


PLOT
SYNOPSIS: You are a Keeper, hired by the Asylum to keep Nymphs safe and sexually satisfied while they rehabilitate. It’s up to you if you help her, or hurt her. The plot has room that allows for both. It can take place in most settings, and may be adapted to fit certain fandoms upon request.

FULL PLOT
The Asylum is an independent, for-profit establishment that houses the mentally ill. It offers extensive services for its residents, both in-patient and out-patient. While it has its areas in need of improvement, most people agree that the Asylum does more good than harm. Even its name - the Asylum - has a tinge of irony associated to it. When it was first opened, it was advertised as a compassionate alternative to the asylums of old. No longer would people be treated as sub-humans. Treatment would be pursued with compassion and understanding, and led with the notion of looking at the world through the patient’s eyes instead of the firm psychiatric judgment doctors previously subjected them to. While these efforts have proven fruitful in many ways, the Asylum has still earned its rightful critics - especially since promoting Richard Vance to the position of Chief Operating Officer.

Vance made many strategic moves for the Asylum, but his claim to fame is the Nymph Rehoming Project, or the NRP. The NRP, according to Vance, aims to “provide diagnosed nymphomaniacs with the stability needed to rehabilitate their relationship with sex.” This certainly seems nice on the surface, but many of Vance’s critics are accusing him of perversion and sexism by treating his female patients as if they are animals to be fostered and adopted out into the hands of men who can “rehabilitate” them.

This rehabilitation process, while highly criticized, allegedly works. Many Nymphs have come forward and expressed gratitude for their Keepers, claiming that the trauma that previously defined their sexual choices have been reframed successfully with therapy and “sexual liberation”.

Sexual liberation is a major theme for Vance, who insists that the Nymphs do not need to be ostracized for their condition. Instead, they need to learn that shame only fuels their capacity for making dangerous decisions. Vance’s solution was to pair the Nymphs with Keepers like you, who work carefully with a team of therapists to rewrite the Nymph’s relationship with sex into one of empowerment, where she controls the disorder instead of letting it control her.

Your job as a Keeper will vary depending on the Nymph you take on, but there are some universal expectations required of all Keepers:
  • You must not have any employment outside of Asylum-appointed work. Your work as a Keeper should see you happily paid.​
  • You must be able to maintain the Nymph’s housing, schedule, food, clothing, and transportation.​
  • And, finally: keep her sexually satisfied. Nymphs are likely to get into dangerous situations if they don’t feel cared for by their Keepers, as they will certainly go elsewhere to seek it out.​


THE NYMPHS
Pick your poison.

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    NAME
    Persephone. This name was given to her by her ex-pimp. She has no memory of any prior identity.

    AGE
    Indeterminate. When we rescued Persephone, she informed us that she was 26 years old. However, our physicians have determined that it’s more likely she is between the ages 31 and 35. There is no way to age her exactly, and she has no official records indicating a year of birth.

    SPECIALIZED CARE NOTICE
    Persephone’s condition is categorized as EXTREME and she will need round-the-clock care from her Keeper. Her psychiatric care team specifies:
    Unfortunately, cases like Persephone’s make for a sobering reminder: humans are just animals. Rob us of our capacity to grow, and we become stripped of nothing but our instincts. Persephone’s instinct for sex and survival were the only aspects of her life that she was allowed to nourish, and they were highly controlled and defined for her. While she is remarkably sweet (many of our team likens her to a “human lapdog” and she will make one lucky Keeper very happy one day) she has very little perspective and real-world knowledge to even come close to categorizing her as “intelligent.” I hate being cruel, but facts are facts. Persephone is illiterate and cannot sign even the first letter of her name. She is plagued by inattention and is fueled only by an insatiable libido and a deep-rooted fear of rejection. However, as unlikely as she is to make a major recovery, there is still the chance that she may gain some independence, autonomy, and sense of identity with intensive care.


    HISTORY
    Persephone came to us after a successful trafficking raid put an end to a pimp known as Big Bull. It is the Asylum’s opinion that Persephone was orphaned as an infant and developed some form of dissociative amnesia as a means of coping with the trauma of what it took to survive, but we have no way of confirming this. There are no known details of her early life, as she cannot remember them. Persephone self-reports that she was raised not on the streets, but by them. Then Big Bull found her when she was “sixteen” - or so Big Bull suspected she was at the time. It is believed by our physicians that it was more likely that she was a few years older, but seemed younger due to food insecurity and malnutrition affecting bone growth and density in early childhood.
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    NAME
    Jessica “Jellybean” Hargove

    AGE
    26

    PSYCHIATRIC NOTICE
    Jellybean is excessively aggressive and seeks out weakness like a tracking missile. She requires a firm hand, and I pity any Keeper who mistakenly believes he has what it takes to handle her. Nymphomania is the least of her concerns; getting her abusive narcissistic streak under control should be top priority. She is extraordinarily cunning, emotionally unpredictable, and threatening. She rules like a tyrant.

    HISTORY
    Jellybean is one of many Nymphs who registered for rehabilitation after a short-but-wild career in amateur pornography revealed just how far she was willing to go for the right audience. One of Jellybean’s videos featured her younger sister, who was asleep at the time of filming. Though she had sent the video privately to one of her subscribers, it got leaked and eventually her sister found out about it. Jellybean was presented with a choice: go to prison, or go to rehabilitation.

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    NAME
    Hayley Matthews

    AGE
    34

    PSYCHIATRIC NOTICE
    For her own safety, Hayley should not have contact with her father. Assessment results suggest that their relationship is based heavily in the abuse-and-fawn cycle.

    HISTORY
    Hayley came to the Asylum for rehabilitation seven months ago after her addiction ruined her entire life. The defining point of no return was when Hayley was discovered mid-coitus with her daughter’s boyfriend. This event revealed other hidden truths in Hayley’s life: affairs with her boss, nudes sent to horny college students on the other side of the country, and fantasies involving her own father.

    Hayley’s husband divorced her, and her daughter went no-contact. Ruined, Hayley returned to live with her father, only for her fantasies to become a prophecy. It was the lowest point of her life and prompted her registration with our rehabilitation program. Through her initial intake, we learned that Hayley and her father would regularly have sex when she was in college. We highly suspect that most of this contact was non-consensual, but Hayley becomes extremely defensive when confronted with this idea.
 
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