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Velvet-Tied-Cherub
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- May 16, 2022
๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ท, ๐ฑ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐!
๐ฒ๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐ป ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐๐๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐ท๐พ๐, ๐'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐
(Now with writing sample at bottom!)
๐ฒ๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐ป ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐๐๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ถ ๐ท๐พ๐, ๐'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐
(Now with writing sample at bottom!)
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐?
Started roleplaying about 8 years ago, and I've been writing as a hobby for about 20 years. I am looking for fellow writers passionate about vivid descriptions and details in posts.
๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง?
I tend to ebb between 350-1200 words depending on my mood and the scene at hand. On the heavier side during the intro scene and the lower end after finding the groove except for pivotal scenes or if inspiration is just really striking. Personally, I find it difficult to continue when I am given posts that are less than 300 words so I'd prefer to stay there or a bit above that.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ?
Another teeter and totter. Sometimes I can post several times in a single day, and other times it could take about a week. I try to reply often but occasionally I have to do the dull responsible adult things you know?
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ?
I love to find creativity in the lewd, but my adoration for a good story is not lost. I personally like a touch more smut but still welcome plot beats to keep the lovemaking fresh.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐?
- Size difference. A herculean woman (YC) against a curvaceous woman (MC). A foot (or more) difference in height? Yes please
- MC being quite busty, from hourglass to a bit chubby to a full short-stack! I have a few different references for my face claims.
- YC pursuing MC (This could be dubious where there's actual physical struggle, or could just be straightforward seduction, I just want MC to feel sought after, or even 'hunted')
- Emphasis on oral sex scenes between the two
- Clitorial stimulation. My RPing involves a little bit of wish fulfillment, and I can't imagine MC's carnal crescendo without detailed attention in that vital place on a regular basis so this one is a need.
- F x F/NB pairing (For F x F only, look at my other thread)
- Passionate detailed kissing scenes
- Domination (Either MC as the submissive or a pure 50/50 split between dominant and submissive)
- Dubious consent
- Head pets, and often, towards MC
- MC kneeling on floor and YC standing while MC performs oral
- Caregiver/Gentle dom
- Hickies, Biting, Primal play, Hunt/Chase/Take-down
- Hand around throat without airway being blocked
- Extensive aftercare
- Oral
- Overstimulation. MC (or both characters) shaking and squirming until she begs or safe words for reprieve
- Pleasure domination
- Tantric sex
- Sex till exhaustion
- Light to moderate bondage
- Praise, and lots lots of it, an egregious amount during play and aftercare is the dream towards MC.
- Forceful affection
- MC's (or YC's) head being held while her mouth is fucked (If MC is going to be a switch instead of a submissive then this will be a heavily often used need so you would need to be comfortable with MC enthusiastically using YC's mouth/tongue/face, though can be done lovingly or with degradation depending on your kinks)
- ABO
- Plotting from scratch. I have some plot starters, but I also really love hearing other peoples ideas and brainstorming together.
- I welcome slice of life, supernatural, and medieval fantasy. I have enjoyed playing as a kemonomimi recently, but it's not a requirement.
๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐?
- Abuse (I don't mean Dub/Non-con. It means; inflicting pain on MC in a 'taking anger out on her' sort of way, or, for YC to specifically intentionally want to upset her in some manner, especially emotionally. She can get upset due to the nature of a dub/non-con RP, and YC can keep doing whatever the scene requires despite her being upset, but YC just shouldn't be specifically motivated and actively want MC to be upset as it's more about the passion/smut for me, so that would be the difference.)
- Necrophilia
- Death used for kink
- Incest (including step/adopted/in-law)
- Real life face claims
- Breath restriction towards MC
- Scat/Pee/Vomit
- Face-slapping
- First/second-person/present or future-tense perspective in posts
- Degradation/Humiliation (Even the light verbal kind, except if you want MC to degrade yours during domination which is on the table)
- Cheating (Not a big fan of non-monogamy either but depending on the pairings and set up I might be willing to discuss, but unlikely)
- Orgasm denial (edging is fun, just need to eventually get that reward)
- Characters under 21 in sexual situations
- MC being dominant more than 50% of the time in a switch dynamic
- A lackluster approach to plotting. Let's discuss some details right off the bat shall we??
๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ข๐๐ฌ? (Currently craving dub/loving-non-con plots, folks interested in that will be prioritized but it's not all out requirement)
๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐ถ๐...๐๐๐๐๐?
A sub who with a fresh inheritance goes to a professional Dominant for the first time. The scene she requests has her submit, naturally, but also requests care and praise and affection mixed in with these lewd and rough acts. Finally seeking out all she's ever wanted, and when she gets it, it's like her spirt shines, lighting up the whole room with amorous brilliance.
After heart pounding, sweat inducing play has come to its end, aftercare bringing their pulses to an acceptable beat, she offers the dominant the financial means for a comfortable life, as long as she becomes her only client.
MC would be the submissive here.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐น๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
The queen needs to make an example of the War chief/General of the recently defeated enemies to a war waged for far too long...however, her heart is a benevolent one, so, a sort of 'trade' is struck. In public, for the sake of showing the 'power' she had over the herculean foe, acts of carnality are performed upon the 'pet' or 'slave' to the queen, but, behind closed doors, there is affection, aftercare, and, so that the 'captive' can recoup from the high emotion of these scenes, the queen willingly submits.
MC would be the switch-queen here.
๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ช๐ป ๐ฏ๐ฝ๐ G๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐
A sweet woman with a favorite band, perhaps her interest is a bit singular, a bit fixated, but how can she not feel such a way? The rocker aesthetic, the brawny physique, the personality, the buxom woman can't help but fawn. However, little does this stan know, that this celebrity is a avid subscriber to her OF.
A story of strange mutual obsession.
MC would be the groupie
๐ฎ๐๐พ๐๐ธ๐ฝ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐๐๐ถ๐๐พ๐๐ถ๐๐
Characters adventuring together, but as they fall into cartoonish traps of perversion, they need to maneuver their feelings around these uncontrollable acts. Examples of acts: Passing a field of flowers...that emit aphoristic fumes that invoke primal forceful emotions, or, going to a ghost town and being possessed by a lustful spirit obsessed with bondage, or drinking a potion that temporarily turns someone into a succubus, or other such nonsense that has the two sensually going after one another.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ธ๐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐๐๐๐
A young girl down on her luck hired to upkeep the chic home of a brawny mass of a woman. Upon seeing her, the employer very soon gets the idea for other sorts of 'chores' that can be done for her.
MC would be the hired house keeper.
๐ฏ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฝ๐พ๐๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐๐
College creative writing professor has a delinquent of a student who cannot seem to keep their eyes off her skirt, or the buttons of her blouse, like they picture undressing her every moment during her lecture. She tried to chastise them, and she learned that they had already decided that she's the one that needs a teacher, and their dominant nature far exceeds her authority.
(For an extra romantic element so this doesn't get too non-con, maybe YC knew MC as their tutor when they were a kid, and has had a crush on her ever since, but she doesn't remember them? So she's not aware of why they are so zeroed in on her?)
MC would be the professor
๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ถ๐๐๐น, ๐๐๐น ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น
A sub goes to a professional Dominant for the first time. The scene she requests has her submit, naturally, but also requests care and praise and affection mixed in with these lewd and rough acts. Finally seeking out all she's ever wanted, and when she gets it, it's like her spirt shines, lighting up the whole room with amorous brilliance.
After heart pounding, sweat inducing play has come to its end, aftercare bringing their pulses to an acceptable beat, The Dom in question cannot imagine letting this become a one time thing, or allowing another to have her obedience. They want her...and they'll have her.
MC would be the sub.
Penny was wrapped up in swimming thoughts of 'Puma'. Of the dog getting head pats which on her knees, tongue deep in the cat's pussy (for she did not know of the Feral Cat's 'secret'), or the herculean woman holding her down while making out, or tribbing together to climax, and cuddles, or a collar around her neck with the leash end settled (or being tugged) in that sunkissed palm.
Words of affirmation spilling from her tongue like auditory treats for a well behaved pet.
All sorts of both lewd and oddly wholesome images raced in the cherry puppy's mind like determined greyhounds.
She was completely enamored in the fantasy...until her droopy ears briefly hopped up into perfect triangles from the sound of a lock clicking, and she looked over just as a new voice, a familiar voice, a voice Penny touched herself to on a nightly basis, both thrilled and mortified her with it's introduction to the scene.
She thankfully had the common sense to pull the shirt from over her face, though, instead of dropping it to insinuate she felt the right amount of shame, she instead held it to her chest like a piece of candy another kid would try to steal while on the playground.
For a moment, her mind did have a appropriate reaction, worried she was about to be thrown out, or worse, banned from ever coming to a show again, and even though she was granted the pleasure of being in the same room as the silver haired rockstar, the super-fan wasn't sure it would be worth never getting to be in a room with her again.
Her pinkberry lips opened, words fumbled on her tongue, a plea forming, her head ducking in trepidation at the word 'naughty' that stabbed at her sides, until, she blinked, and realized...Puma...knew her online handle?
Wait...What was she saying?
She squinted to process that last bit, as if she didn't trust the cogs in her own brain.
'โI'm sure we don't need to get security involved, though. Instead how about an apology, be a good girl and take your top off, I've always wanted to see those cute nipples in person~'
What was sort of black mail would have been alarming to any other person, the threat of security if not receiving nudity, but as the fear fell from that nutmeg sprinkled face, only one thought really traversed that fanatic's crown.
...-The- Puma was one of her subscribers??? And wanted to...see her breasts right now??
Penny finally let go of the shirt, but only so that she could crawl on hands and knees about a foot towards the amazonian musician only to sit right back in that 'proper pose'. Peach bum on her heels, knees bent with shins tucked underneath her.
Immediately, no prompting, no hesitation, her hands reached down, her thumbs hooked into the bottom of her shirt, and she liiiiifted both top and bra up. Her brassier caught on the widest part of her dual snow globes, like a taunting peek, before, bounce, both bundles came hopping down with an extra spring due to the tautness of which held with such gusto, these pillow melons fell.
They bounced for about two full seconds after being freed, a cornucopia of jello hills before settling over her moonlight midriff.
Topped on vanilla cakes resided candy hearts, beaming love towards the beefy lass as an extra show of this intruder's deep affections, the gumdrop eyes nipped to excited points from the rejoicing already achieved.
With her thumbs hooked as they were, it allowed her elbows to bend and her forearms to nuzzle into each side of the plush orbs, squishing them together and slightly towards oval in shape, a stance and motion she had done plenty a time online for her paying customers.
The placement allowed her breedable hips all the more contrasting curve to her aphrodite hourglass shape.
"What else can I do for you?" Her pastel emerald eyes gleamed from beneath her round optics as her tail swished like it might turn into a rudder. Not an ounce of concern for the position she was in, just eager and hopeful that the tawny skinned apex predator in the room would only desire more and more from her.
Words of affirmation spilling from her tongue like auditory treats for a well behaved pet.
All sorts of both lewd and oddly wholesome images raced in the cherry puppy's mind like determined greyhounds.
She was completely enamored in the fantasy...until her droopy ears briefly hopped up into perfect triangles from the sound of a lock clicking, and she looked over just as a new voice, a familiar voice, a voice Penny touched herself to on a nightly basis, both thrilled and mortified her with it's introduction to the scene.
She thankfully had the common sense to pull the shirt from over her face, though, instead of dropping it to insinuate she felt the right amount of shame, she instead held it to her chest like a piece of candy another kid would try to steal while on the playground.
For a moment, her mind did have a appropriate reaction, worried she was about to be thrown out, or worse, banned from ever coming to a show again, and even though she was granted the pleasure of being in the same room as the silver haired rockstar, the super-fan wasn't sure it would be worth never getting to be in a room with her again.
Her pinkberry lips opened, words fumbled on her tongue, a plea forming, her head ducking in trepidation at the word 'naughty' that stabbed at her sides, until, she blinked, and realized...Puma...knew her online handle?
Wait...What was she saying?
She squinted to process that last bit, as if she didn't trust the cogs in her own brain.
'โI'm sure we don't need to get security involved, though. Instead how about an apology, be a good girl and take your top off, I've always wanted to see those cute nipples in person~'
What was sort of black mail would have been alarming to any other person, the threat of security if not receiving nudity, but as the fear fell from that nutmeg sprinkled face, only one thought really traversed that fanatic's crown.
...-The- Puma was one of her subscribers??? And wanted to...see her breasts right now??
Penny finally let go of the shirt, but only so that she could crawl on hands and knees about a foot towards the amazonian musician only to sit right back in that 'proper pose'. Peach bum on her heels, knees bent with shins tucked underneath her.
Immediately, no prompting, no hesitation, her hands reached down, her thumbs hooked into the bottom of her shirt, and she liiiiifted both top and bra up. Her brassier caught on the widest part of her dual snow globes, like a taunting peek, before, bounce, both bundles came hopping down with an extra spring due to the tautness of which held with such gusto, these pillow melons fell.
They bounced for about two full seconds after being freed, a cornucopia of jello hills before settling over her moonlight midriff.
Topped on vanilla cakes resided candy hearts, beaming love towards the beefy lass as an extra show of this intruder's deep affections, the gumdrop eyes nipped to excited points from the rejoicing already achieved.
With her thumbs hooked as they were, it allowed her elbows to bend and her forearms to nuzzle into each side of the plush orbs, squishing them together and slightly towards oval in shape, a stance and motion she had done plenty a time online for her paying customers.
The placement allowed her breedable hips all the more contrasting curve to her aphrodite hourglass shape.
"What else can I do for you?" Her pastel emerald eyes gleamed from beneath her round optics as her tail swished like it might turn into a rudder. Not an ounce of concern for the position she was in, just eager and hopeful that the tawny skinned apex predator in the room would only desire more and more from her.
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