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Greetings strangers, fortunate fellows. This little post is in search of a specific storylines you'll come to see below that I'd love to work out with some willing partners that be interested perhaps in any one of them.
This is a constant work in progress. I will be fiddling around with the thread. I'll be editing, removing and adding things as I see fit to any of the below sections.
- I've been writing and role playing for about seven years. I write in the third person, and would prefer my partner do the same. I've tried first person, and I just find I cannot write as creatively that way. The fun things you can expect from me as a partner would be best way to describe my writing is quirky but it gets to the point, it's detailed where and when it needs to be. Posts vary in size in tandem with my partners. I do best to describe my writing style as accurately as possible and it may be possible I have missed something. Let's face it, expectations can change slightly, depending on your wants.
- My timezone is GMT+2
- Multiple characters. Extra characters make the story be it behind the curtain as support or having spice up the setting in more ways then one, and I'm comfortable having play multiple side characters when needed.
- I enjoy all sort of genres and stories but my taste does lean to ones with dark themes, struggle, drama and so on.
- Not the biggest fan of using real life face claims due to personal reasons
- I do like a bit of OOC; I like making friends with my partners.
- Insomnia and work is a "b", but I try and reply at least once a day and always in no less then 3 to 10 paragraphs. Occasionally if I'm really tired or busy and say haven't dropped by within some days don't be afraid to poke me, I might have ended up forgetting to or have my potatoe brain thinking I already responded.
- My fantasy stories are based in 'real life' settings, meaning "angels and demons do not exist, they're just stories" type of thing. I absolutely hate "Oh, you're a vampire? Cool beans, kiss me." type of reaction, let's make it realistic as possible with emotion and drama! Only exception if we do high fantasy settings.
What a barbaric and pitiful bunch, so self absorbed, arrogant, gluttonous, lustful all eager to have their thrill from the main stage. Wickedness and immorality ran feverishly , untamed. While vampires in secret and not so openly indulged in similarities, such things would not be seen in the court in her realm. If they valued anything was class, sophistication, something that would seperate them from beast like them.
Bit ironic seeing how behind the backs they were no better either and treated those of lower ranking with same attitude.
Luna had an amused glint in her eye, but she were understanding all the same what the ravenous crowd was excepting, Luna's attention was directed downward, not giving the satisfaction of sparing a glance to the king. The approaching steps already giving her enough information about on his approach, deeming that the so called 'fun' for the demons was to start.
There was no even slightest flince from her side, no revolt in to dislodge herself away from his prying hands, no attempts to strike in retaliation. The clear impassive gaze showing no debut, indifferent -even if deep inside dread had already began to uproot itself the moment she arrived-. She knew that it would only serve to fill on their conceitedness and ego, wishing to see struggle of an vampire that was pushed against the wall. Silently, she expected countless possibilities what would happen. But nothing did, her head internally was tilting at the rage of the king that was being disclaimed.
Bit ironic seeing how behind the backs they were no better either and treated those of lower ranking with same attitude.
Luna had an amused glint in her eye, but she were understanding all the same what the ravenous crowd was excepting, Luna's attention was directed downward, not giving the satisfaction of sparing a glance to the king. The approaching steps already giving her enough information about on his approach, deeming that the so called 'fun' for the demons was to start.
There was no even slightest flince from her side, no revolt in to dislodge herself away from his prying hands, no attempts to strike in retaliation. The clear impassive gaze showing no debut, indifferent -even if deep inside dread had already began to uproot itself the moment she arrived-. She knew that it would only serve to fill on their conceitedness and ego, wishing to see struggle of an vampire that was pushed against the wall. Silently, she expected countless possibilities what would happen. But nothing did, her head internally was tilting at the rage of the king that was being disclaimed.
The autumn sun had begun it's decent at barely half three. Air was the dry chilling substance that filled her lungs, the hollow taste on the tongue once a teasing reminder of her first traverse through this land. Brilliant gleams of sunlight crept past the trees, the glow flourishing the verdure's vibrant colors that have been began to slowly peel away.
The once green leaves taking a hue of yellow, orange. Ranging to even golden and deep maroon as they got plucked away like flowers from garden , piling one another. The path laid before Lilith a tapestry of colors , rustling of the leaves followed with each and every step.
One deep, sharp breath.
Her step sinks deeper in the fallen foliage. Lilith paused by an ancient oak, it's gnarled branches reaching skyward above the black claded nun. Her attention wasn't exactly upon the tree itself but rather what wasn't taking haven upon the trunk of it. A thick, fleshy bracket fungus. The textures of the mushrooms bearing bright creamy yellow with bands of orange. An good find indeed, quite the delicacy. She knew the village children loved this mushroom when served with chicken or as topping.
Cutting a single large chunk smoothly to avoid extracting the bark with it, Lilith dropped her find into a small basket she carried in hand. Already filled with sorts of berries , nuts, leeks and even nettles. She would use this opportunity to take as much as she could find in the forest while it could still give it's bounty before winter will sweep most of it away.
As her trek went on so for a little longer, making sure she had plenty of fruits especially to go with, Lilith's nose twitched. An prickly scent of venerable but all yet too familiar detail. Blood. And from it's dampness, the fragrance not of an animal. Even whence Lilith had not quite feasted upon blood of anything but livestock, she could still tell a lot about individual from just the smell of blood.
And this one was one she hasn't picked on for long while. It had resemblence of vampire but also human. Interesting. Had this been centuries ago, she would have left the wounded to die or even go see if they still have enough blood to sate her. But in the place of this once cruelly vampiress was another person. One who followed the trails that would lead her to an wounded but fortunately still living man.
"You've got beat up bad huh?" Lilith bemused, crouched with the basket placed aside as her small finger hovered upon his cheek in a small poke. Her head tilted aside looking over his state. Beaten and bruised quite badly, sliced slightly even. But no sight of any fatal wounds or damage to his heart. Then again leaving him here would be death sentence. Be it to beasts that roam around or the crooks who put him in such state deciding to come back and finish the business.
The once green leaves taking a hue of yellow, orange. Ranging to even golden and deep maroon as they got plucked away like flowers from garden , piling one another. The path laid before Lilith a tapestry of colors , rustling of the leaves followed with each and every step.
One deep, sharp breath.
Her step sinks deeper in the fallen foliage. Lilith paused by an ancient oak, it's gnarled branches reaching skyward above the black claded nun. Her attention wasn't exactly upon the tree itself but rather what wasn't taking haven upon the trunk of it. A thick, fleshy bracket fungus. The textures of the mushrooms bearing bright creamy yellow with bands of orange. An good find indeed, quite the delicacy. She knew the village children loved this mushroom when served with chicken or as topping.
Cutting a single large chunk smoothly to avoid extracting the bark with it, Lilith dropped her find into a small basket she carried in hand. Already filled with sorts of berries , nuts, leeks and even nettles. She would use this opportunity to take as much as she could find in the forest while it could still give it's bounty before winter will sweep most of it away.
As her trek went on so for a little longer, making sure she had plenty of fruits especially to go with, Lilith's nose twitched. An prickly scent of venerable but all yet too familiar detail. Blood. And from it's dampness, the fragrance not of an animal. Even whence Lilith had not quite feasted upon blood of anything but livestock, she could still tell a lot about individual from just the smell of blood.
And this one was one she hasn't picked on for long while. It had resemblence of vampire but also human. Interesting. Had this been centuries ago, she would have left the wounded to die or even go see if they still have enough blood to sate her. But in the place of this once cruelly vampiress was another person. One who followed the trails that would lead her to an wounded but fortunately still living man.
"You've got beat up bad huh?" Lilith bemused, crouched with the basket placed aside as her small finger hovered upon his cheek in a small poke. Her head tilted aside looking over his state. Beaten and bruised quite badly, sliced slightly even. But no sight of any fatal wounds or damage to his heart. Then again leaving him here would be death sentence. Be it to beasts that roam around or the crooks who put him in such state deciding to come back and finish the business.
Eliciting a stammered whine from the hidden depths of her voice, Luna found his lips gentle, demanding but desperate, his touch burning through her drenched skin. Luna felt her body betraying her once more, reacting to the sudden intimacy in a way she had never felt before.
The room was filled with the sound of her muffled breaths and the rustling of the bed sheets as Luna's hands twisted and turned , tearing through it undesirably but unable to help it. The air grew thick with tension, the heat between them palpable. The cooling tingle his saliva left upon her bosom inflamed whence she found the heat of his mouth being pulled away.
She’s pouring heat off of her skin. She’s flushed and supple and oh, how easily he could ravish her endlessly. Her eyes are half-closed in the soreness of her intolerable pleasure, her lips parted to breath but all that comes are raring elongated moans. "Wa-wait." Filled with urgency, there is arousal and fear, and another strange something she doesn’t know in her tone. Her body listens, surrenders to his hold, and the breath is stolen from her lungs when she opens her teary eyes and stares into his unwavering form.
She whines, her legs tightening, tensing in attempt to wiggle away from this uprooted hold, knowing well what it meant. But the puncturing hold he had of her only mingling pleasure with pain, causing up trinkle of blue blood staining her skin and his claws that dwelled deeper into her luscious bottom. Her walls clenched tighter around him as her hips lifted into a grind, her eyelids slamming shut once more as she tilted her head, giving out better access to her skin.
The realization that she won’t be able to stop any of this lands deep inside her. Her back arched and she groused through her moans, legs twitching and her crevices spasming. "Fuck- Cayn- no, no- fuck!" She moaned pathetically. The bed rattled from her movement.
The room was filled with the sound of her muffled breaths and the rustling of the bed sheets as Luna's hands twisted and turned , tearing through it undesirably but unable to help it. The air grew thick with tension, the heat between them palpable. The cooling tingle his saliva left upon her bosom inflamed whence she found the heat of his mouth being pulled away.
She’s pouring heat off of her skin. She’s flushed and supple and oh, how easily he could ravish her endlessly. Her eyes are half-closed in the soreness of her intolerable pleasure, her lips parted to breath but all that comes are raring elongated moans. "Wa-wait." Filled with urgency, there is arousal and fear, and another strange something she doesn’t know in her tone. Her body listens, surrenders to his hold, and the breath is stolen from her lungs when she opens her teary eyes and stares into his unwavering form.
She whines, her legs tightening, tensing in attempt to wiggle away from this uprooted hold, knowing well what it meant. But the puncturing hold he had of her only mingling pleasure with pain, causing up trinkle of blue blood staining her skin and his claws that dwelled deeper into her luscious bottom. Her walls clenched tighter around him as her hips lifted into a grind, her eyelids slamming shut once more as she tilted her head, giving out better access to her skin.
The realization that she won’t be able to stop any of this lands deep inside her. Her back arched and she groused through her moans, legs twitching and her crevices spasming. "Fuck- Cayn- no, no- fuck!" She moaned pathetically. The bed rattled from her movement.
Luna's body stiffened up, the explosion of warmth inside her triggering her own shameful orgasm. She finds her legs spread without a single thought or command from her, every nerve inside her hotly alive and telling her what to do whether she wants it or not. She looks down in a haze, not quite computing her own actions, until she does with a start and a jump in place. It’s too late for her though, an entirely new sensation was wafting over her; the feel of his cum beginning to stuff every crevice that his cock wasn't currently taking up. Her nails dig into the sheet below her as she squirmed.
"...Did you have to do it inside?" Luna hissed whence her flailing chest dwindled to regular paced breath, leaving only stiffing soreness and trembles of her body that wouldn't most likely stop for some time, as she attempted to lift herself away from him, exhaling an groan when she saw his cum slowly breach and drip out of her. Propelling her hands underneath. Finding however no strength in them either to pull away.
"...Did you have to do it inside?" Luna hissed whence her flailing chest dwindled to regular paced breath, leaving only stiffing soreness and trembles of her body that wouldn't most likely stop for some time, as she attempted to lift herself away from him, exhaling an groan when she saw his cum slowly breach and drip out of her. Propelling her hands underneath. Finding however no strength in them either to pull away.
PLOTS:
Main themes: Historical, Arranged marriage, slow burn, opposites attract, lust and jealousy, Dysfunctional relationships.
Main themes: Historical, Arranged marriage, slow burn, opposites attract, lust and jealousy, Dysfunctional relationships.
What does one do when one's husband refuses to acknowledge her own existence beyond what is strictly necessary to secure his throne? Drive him absolutely insane.
YC was raised to be the perfect ruler, nothing more and nothing less. He lives, breathes and sleeps his work, and as such, he takes it very seriously. Which is why he does not hesitate to agree to an arranged marriage with a princess from a kingdom that his father had been hoping to ally with--mostly for trade and reasons of power. This is where MC comes in.
MC had heard the rumors about YC. How he never seemed to smile, was always cold and stoic to a fault and was an absolute workaholic. Needless to say, based on what she knew, she wasn't thrilled about the match. However, she knew from a young age that this was her destiny, to marry someone of her father's choosing for the betterment of her kingdom and people. He certainly could have picked far worse; she had friends whose fathers had. So MC goes into it with an open mind and with the intention of coming to some sort of compromise--she was determined to make this marriage at least a content one.
YC, to keep the peace, humors mine when she comes into his office, mere days before the wedding, and asks that they talk about their expectations for this marriage. YC is a logical man with his duty and work at the forefront of his mind. From his perspective, MC's purpose in his life is twofold: to secure an alliance with her kingdom and to have her secure his place as next in line and (eventually) on the throne by providing him with an heir and at least one spare. Beyond that, he wants nothing to do with MC. Or anyone, really.
Of course, he's smart enough not to tell her this, but MC eventually finds out--after the wedding--that he had mislead her. Whether she overhears a conversation she wasn't supposed to hear or simply learns through his behavior towards her, she now knows how YC views her. And she is done trying to play nice.
From then on, she is basically doing what she thinks is right by her, him and their future children, and damn his opinion because, clearly, he didn't give a damn about her's. Suddenly, she's coming to bother him during his working hours, insisting he go to bed when he'd rather work until the wee hours in the morning, asking him questions about himself and his childhood, trying to get him to spend time with her. And even worse, he actually finds her attractive and infuriatingly distracting to the point he sometimes acts without thinking.
In other words, MC is just going to be teasing and tormenting YC until he realizes that there is more to life than duty and work. MC will also have her own character arc, but it will definitely be a bit more subtle.
It's supposed to be mostly light-hearted and silly. Although, we can add reason for YC's attitude and coldness towards people such as it can stem from his upbringing. For example pictur his father as a ladies' man and workaholic who basically neglected his kids until they were old enough to be useful to him. Family dinners weren't a thing. YC's mother was also out of the picture (either because she decided she couldn't stand YC's father or maybe she passed away for some reason or another). We can include YC having a brother that's a complete flirt and often tries to make him jealous by flirting with MC and threatening to take her from him, and MC having a sister would be good for whence she need confinement in one when she couldn't get it from her husband. Obviously, these ideas are simply that, ideas. You can make YC's backstory whatever you want.
I do see their relationship being hostile then more flirtatious/sexual at first (mostly hate sex or just passionate moments between the two) that slowly eases into something that is actually somewhat healthy. We're dealing with two stubborn characters that are scared of being vulnerable and a lot of things happen merely because of miscommunication or misunderstanding. Long term, I do think YC's father and brother could be potential sources of conflict in addition to the conflict between our two characters.
YC was raised to be the perfect ruler, nothing more and nothing less. He lives, breathes and sleeps his work, and as such, he takes it very seriously. Which is why he does not hesitate to agree to an arranged marriage with a princess from a kingdom that his father had been hoping to ally with--mostly for trade and reasons of power. This is where MC comes in.
MC had heard the rumors about YC. How he never seemed to smile, was always cold and stoic to a fault and was an absolute workaholic. Needless to say, based on what she knew, she wasn't thrilled about the match. However, she knew from a young age that this was her destiny, to marry someone of her father's choosing for the betterment of her kingdom and people. He certainly could have picked far worse; she had friends whose fathers had. So MC goes into it with an open mind and with the intention of coming to some sort of compromise--she was determined to make this marriage at least a content one.
YC, to keep the peace, humors mine when she comes into his office, mere days before the wedding, and asks that they talk about their expectations for this marriage. YC is a logical man with his duty and work at the forefront of his mind. From his perspective, MC's purpose in his life is twofold: to secure an alliance with her kingdom and to have her secure his place as next in line and (eventually) on the throne by providing him with an heir and at least one spare. Beyond that, he wants nothing to do with MC. Or anyone, really.
Of course, he's smart enough not to tell her this, but MC eventually finds out--after the wedding--that he had mislead her. Whether she overhears a conversation she wasn't supposed to hear or simply learns through his behavior towards her, she now knows how YC views her. And she is done trying to play nice.
From then on, she is basically doing what she thinks is right by her, him and their future children, and damn his opinion because, clearly, he didn't give a damn about her's. Suddenly, she's coming to bother him during his working hours, insisting he go to bed when he'd rather work until the wee hours in the morning, asking him questions about himself and his childhood, trying to get him to spend time with her. And even worse, he actually finds her attractive and infuriatingly distracting to the point he sometimes acts without thinking.
In other words, MC is just going to be teasing and tormenting YC until he realizes that there is more to life than duty and work. MC will also have her own character arc, but it will definitely be a bit more subtle.
It's supposed to be mostly light-hearted and silly. Although, we can add reason for YC's attitude and coldness towards people such as it can stem from his upbringing. For example pictur his father as a ladies' man and workaholic who basically neglected his kids until they were old enough to be useful to him. Family dinners weren't a thing. YC's mother was also out of the picture (either because she decided she couldn't stand YC's father or maybe she passed away for some reason or another). We can include YC having a brother that's a complete flirt and often tries to make him jealous by flirting with MC and threatening to take her from him, and MC having a sister would be good for whence she need confinement in one when she couldn't get it from her husband. Obviously, these ideas are simply that, ideas. You can make YC's backstory whatever you want.
I do see their relationship being hostile then more flirtatious/sexual at first (mostly hate sex or just passionate moments between the two) that slowly eases into something that is actually somewhat healthy. We're dealing with two stubborn characters that are scared of being vulnerable and a lot of things happen merely because of miscommunication or misunderstanding. Long term, I do think YC's father and brother could be potential sources of conflict in addition to the conflict between our two characters.
Main themes: Fantasy, Supernatural, Demons and Angels, lovers to enemies to lovers, kidnapping, violence, war, chance of redemption vs temptation of corruption and excess, power play, faith vs doubt.
The warrior angels of Heaven are stuck in the captivity of Lucifer (an example, name or character of course can be different but, basically ruler of hell or demon king is the main role here); the deadliest Fallen angel in existence. In order to free the warriors, MC , an angel from the high council of the principles, is sent from the heavens to negotiate a deal with the Dark One.
The encounter with YC triggers a flood of memories of her past human life, a young village girl whom the fallen angel had saved from a demonic attack prior to his fall from Heaven.
As MC struggles to understand her connection to him, she is tricked into negotiating the release of her companions successfully however in exchange for her time in hell with it's dark Lord. In which she is captured and taken to his realm. Forced to rely on her intelligence and strength of will, to prevent attention from other unwanted Hellish residents. MCdiscovers slowly ever more her lost memory of her previous life and just what sort of connection the she and king of hell have.
After all, they do say that nothing good comes out of a deal with the Devil.
And an certain angel is just coming to know how right they really were.
The encounter with YC triggers a flood of memories of her past human life, a young village girl whom the fallen angel had saved from a demonic attack prior to his fall from Heaven.
As MC struggles to understand her connection to him, she is tricked into negotiating the release of her companions successfully however in exchange for her time in hell with it's dark Lord. In which she is captured and taken to his realm. Forced to rely on her intelligence and strength of will, to prevent attention from other unwanted Hellish residents. MCdiscovers slowly ever more her lost memory of her previous life and just what sort of connection the she and king of hell have.
After all, they do say that nothing good comes out of a deal with the Devil.
And an certain angel is just coming to know how right they really were.
Main themes: Low fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Supernatural, Modern, abuse of power, second chances, forbidden romance and fruit, struggle, gate to redemption or damnation, mortality.
An young man is troubled by nightmares and misfortune, ever since he was a child. Or rather ever since his birth it has been nothing but struggle and fighting through to survive. With his mother abandoning him as soon as she gave birth to him and forced to live with abusive/neglectful adoptive parents until he matured enough , it seemed that as if he was cursed, that life simply had it against him for no reason.
During one of the nights back from the bar after he finds himself being followed by two presences, when coming to confront his stalker, he finds that it is not quite human but something more akin to a monster from old folk tales and myths that wishes to cleary have him dead. Outmatched with such thing, and too intoxicated to even try running death seems to hang only by a thread whence an unknown savior drops to his rescue, the shining bright light burning and chasing the thing away. He finds however that his saviour as she reveals herself to be not quite human but in fact an angel that has been tasked with watching him, while most of her fellow comrades wish to exterminate the man, she offers up to take him as her responsibility, to teach him not just how to use his powers for right cause, and to control them but to see what is to life more then what he was forced to grow in.
During one of the nights back from the bar after he finds himself being followed by two presences, when coming to confront his stalker, he finds that it is not quite human but something more akin to a monster from old folk tales and myths that wishes to cleary have him dead. Outmatched with such thing, and too intoxicated to even try running death seems to hang only by a thread whence an unknown savior drops to his rescue, the shining bright light burning and chasing the thing away. He finds however that his saviour as she reveals herself to be not quite human but in fact an angel that has been tasked with watching him, while most of her fellow comrades wish to exterminate the man, she offers up to take him as her responsibility, to teach him not just how to use his powers for right cause, and to control them but to see what is to life more then what he was forced to grow in.
Main themes: Power struggle, historical dark fantasy, monsters and beasts, lust and seduction, Lima and Stockholm syndrome, dark romance, empowerment.
A warlock(or some different role) finds himself in a power struggle over the lands, the empire he wishes so to build for himself being halted by an force he didn't predict to face so soon. An force of the greatdemon king is turning their eyes on the lands and neighbors around them. Crumbling down any walls with unstoppable force.
In an attempt to regain some leverage and hold over this demon foes, the warlock receives intel of an precious cargo being transported to the capital of the demon king from an land nearby his borders. Thinking it of as an artifact of power , an relic or some important secrets he could use, he prepares an ambush, slaying down the numerous guards that traveled as escort. However when the doors of carriage comes open he finds not gold or relics of great power stumbling in proportions but instead an demoness like no other.
Finding her to be the chosen bride of the demon king who has just set from her own homeland to confirm a union between two of the most powerful unholy kingdoms and unite them.
While not what he expected, this proved to be even better as it allows the warlock an upper hand upon the demons who wouldn't openly risk her death. For demons who wouldn't dare endanger the life of the queen, he keeps her captive as way to prevent annihilation and get anything he could want until his power strengthens enough to face and defeat the so called king and his champions. But who is really who's prisoner?
In an attempt to regain some leverage and hold over this demon foes, the warlock receives intel of an precious cargo being transported to the capital of the demon king from an land nearby his borders. Thinking it of as an artifact of power , an relic or some important secrets he could use, he prepares an ambush, slaying down the numerous guards that traveled as escort. However when the doors of carriage comes open he finds not gold or relics of great power stumbling in proportions but instead an demoness like no other.
Finding her to be the chosen bride of the demon king who has just set from her own homeland to confirm a union between two of the most powerful unholy kingdoms and unite them.
While not what he expected, this proved to be even better as it allows the warlock an upper hand upon the demons who wouldn't openly risk her death. For demons who wouldn't dare endanger the life of the queen, he keeps her captive as way to prevent annihilation and get anything he could want until his power strengthens enough to face and defeat the so called king and his champions. But who is really who's prisoner?
Villainess x Villain, fantasy, dark fantasy, morally grey vibes, obsession, flawed characters, possessiveness, enemies with erotic encounters, submission and domination, moderate smut with story, forced proximity, power struggles and imbalances.
The demon lord has risen and has begun to take over the world. Slowly taking over the various kingdoms of various races in time they grow desperate. In their desperation, they call together mages of various races to perform a ritual to summon for them a champion to save the world and defeat the demon lord. The mages gathered to perform the ritual and at first in the light, a figure can be seen and it seems to be a success but when the light dims...it is made clear what has been summoned is no hero but a Dark Lord.
Main themes: Love blessing or curse, master and slave, slow burn, isolation, obsession, unhealthy starts of relationship, time heals wounds, fantasy, Unrequited love with turns and flips.
An young maiden (FMC can either human, elf, vampire, or some different role) has volunteered sacrificial bride of their dark ruler, to save her sister from such fate. Whether YC is a lord that conquered their land long ago, a demon , warlock or dark god who enjoys in delight of chaos and fear. Each decade their clan must offer up a maiden sacrifice to sate the hunger of YC and keep their land under protection.
Of course, MC has no desire to die nor offer herself up like a lamb ready to go down pleading or crying. Against her will but done in order to protect her sister, she is escorted from her home before the tyrant that eagerly awaits for new toy and plaything until he would eventually tire of it like those many before, or before he end up breaking her just like others. But what happens when he finds that his newest sacrifice bears the same uncanny resemblance as of his long lost love?
Of course, MC has no desire to die nor offer herself up like a lamb ready to go down pleading or crying. Against her will but done in order to protect her sister, she is escorted from her home before the tyrant that eagerly awaits for new toy and plaything until he would eventually tire of it like those many before, or before he end up breaking her just like others. But what happens when he finds that his newest sacrifice bears the same uncanny resemblance as of his long lost love?
Main themes: Temptation and destruction, desire to escape, fantasy, bitter reunions, forbidden love, the grass isn't always greener.
MC has been sold to a brothel many years ago. Her poor parents could barely afford t feed her or her siblings, and it was either she go or one of her siblings. MC, being the oldest, reluctantly volunteered, hoping the establishment would simply use her as a servant girl, not as one of their courtesans. Unfortunately for her, the head mistress saw promise, and virgins tended to make good money. She had one of the other courtesans take her under her wing for a short while before MC would end building up an reputation as one of the most high held and valuable courtesans in the coming years. Taking class in more then just offering the service of flesh. By entertaining the guest through dancing, music, conversation and other arts.
YC can be a variety of different roles. But main focus or ideas are either an old childhood friend that grows up to become himself someone of high status when the two cross each other again or an enemy perhaps of the land and kingdom the Courtesan works in, being saved by her and hidden before his escape, coming to met each other again later be it when they conquer the land or reach a peaceful compromise.
YC can be a variety of different roles. But main focus or ideas are either an old childhood friend that grows up to become himself someone of high status when the two cross each other again or an enemy perhaps of the land and kingdom the Courtesan works in, being saved by her and hidden before his escape, coming to met each other again later be it when they conquer the land or reach a peaceful compromise.
Main themes: Perception vs. Reality, Cosmic Fantasy, Modern, Occultism, Cosmic horror, soulmates, empathy vs apathy, struggle to survive, slow burn.
In universe where many horrors lurk, blissful are those who chose not to comprehend. Welcome to modern world setting or perhaps somewhere around there. Where an young man , YC is haunted by visage of horrors beyond comprehension and nightmares that feel just too real to be said a dream. No amount of meditation , medicine or even blessings of priests helps whatever has befallen YC.
When he comes however across a stranger that promises him salvation and knowledge of what is pestering him as well solution to rid of it, he accepts unwisely, only to find that he is taken far by what appears as an cult, who offers him up as a sacrifice to some being, demon or dark deity that would end up bringing world back to void and her realm. When the knife above his chest is lowered however he doesn't find pain, no cold embrace or darkness around him but instead in its stead the said dark place where the cult was taking place is looking more like his home. As if all was a bad dream…With only one little difference. An all too real goddess from beyond that stepped into the threshold of his world.
What's more rather , the two are tattered to one another. For he carries part of her soul and she carries his. Meaning in her words he can't be rid of her nor stay away from her for long period of time without experiencing excruciating agony and being vulnerable to other horrors that entered the world too during the sacrifice to devour his soul. But she also cannot lay claim to world and plunge it isoul her dominion without him accepting her and confirming the Union between two. One problem being if that does happen, not only is world doomed but his soul will be ripped out his body and devoured nonetheless as she seems him nothing but a pawn necessary to win the cheeseboard with an not so noble sacrifice.
So on a glance whichever path YC might take ends up in death either way and his soul being tormented for eternity. Unless if he can find a way to win his way into the goddesses' heart rather then her stomach?
When he comes however across a stranger that promises him salvation and knowledge of what is pestering him as well solution to rid of it, he accepts unwisely, only to find that he is taken far by what appears as an cult, who offers him up as a sacrifice to some being, demon or dark deity that would end up bringing world back to void and her realm. When the knife above his chest is lowered however he doesn't find pain, no cold embrace or darkness around him but instead in its stead the said dark place where the cult was taking place is looking more like his home. As if all was a bad dream…With only one little difference. An all too real goddess from beyond that stepped into the threshold of his world.
What's more rather , the two are tattered to one another. For he carries part of her soul and she carries his. Meaning in her words he can't be rid of her nor stay away from her for long period of time without experiencing excruciating agony and being vulnerable to other horrors that entered the world too during the sacrifice to devour his soul. But she also cannot lay claim to world and plunge it isoul her dominion without him accepting her and confirming the Union between two. One problem being if that does happen, not only is world doomed but his soul will be ripped out his body and devoured nonetheless as she seems him nothing but a pawn necessary to win the cheeseboard with an not so noble sacrifice.
So on a glance whichever path YC might take ends up in death either way and his soul being tormented for eternity. Unless if he can find a way to win his way into the goddesses' heart rather then her stomach?
Main themes: Adultery, past and present, arranged marriage, marriage for power, jealousy, Hedonism, dub-con, dark fantasy.
An upcoming werewolf alpha of the pack is pressured into finding an mate to secure his position and balance of the pack by his father, who always seeks to secure and strengthen their clan by any means. His son howeverdoesn't seek settling down or find interest in any, instead the young wolf enjoys his freedom and to spread his reputation. During one of the hunts the freshly upcoming alpha leads his hunting group over the border that crosses into the realm of the vampires. Coming across a hunting group of the blood suckers the two lock into a fight that ends with YC injured and his group disbanded or dead. Unable to return back due to his wounds and the vampires tailing close behind , the wolf succumbs to his fatigue.
When awakened instead of the cold forest or jail cell he finds himself in a bed with his wounds taken care of and patched, and his saviour being none other then an vampiress that found him, taking him into a lodge that belongs to her family. She doesn't reveal much about herself but shows no signs of hostility or seeking to rat him out. Despite the initial reluctance from his side to trust an vampire and her not so warm demeanour two find themselves growing close to each other in more way then one.
Just as perhaps something more was to bloom from their connection the said pursuers from that night come stopping by the lodge, where YC hidden as MC comes to meet the unexpected guest overhears she is to become betrothed to the Duke of the party with who she has had connection since their childhood.
When the vampiress is away without much as a goodbye or anything else YC leaves. Seeking to return to his pack. Months or yeard pass and his father announces that his son shall be to marry a vampiress of the Royal status. Causing their two clans to stop their thousand years long rivalry and unite putting end to pointless squabbles.
When the wolfs party arrives to meet the bride of his that shall rule as queen and he as alpha of both clans,he finds the younger sister of his bride to be the very same vampiress that saved him years ago and who he left.
When awakened instead of the cold forest or jail cell he finds himself in a bed with his wounds taken care of and patched, and his saviour being none other then an vampiress that found him, taking him into a lodge that belongs to her family. She doesn't reveal much about herself but shows no signs of hostility or seeking to rat him out. Despite the initial reluctance from his side to trust an vampire and her not so warm demeanour two find themselves growing close to each other in more way then one.
Just as perhaps something more was to bloom from their connection the said pursuers from that night come stopping by the lodge, where YC hidden as MC comes to meet the unexpected guest overhears she is to become betrothed to the Duke of the party with who she has had connection since their childhood.
When the vampiress is away without much as a goodbye or anything else YC leaves. Seeking to return to his pack. Months or yeard pass and his father announces that his son shall be to marry a vampiress of the Royal status. Causing their two clans to stop their thousand years long rivalry and unite putting end to pointless squabbles.
When the wolfs party arrives to meet the bride of his that shall rule as queen and he as alpha of both clans,he finds the younger sister of his bride to be the very same vampiress that saved him years ago and who he left.
Main themes: Dark Fantasy, Fantasy Historical, Villainess at redemption x hero/villain, powe struggle, past vs presentat, actions have consequences no matter the time.
It took years of preparations, careful planning, training and battles too many to count, to remember but at last YC an prince/hero or another antagonist who was destined to at last bring end to the infamous evil Queen barged into her castle, coming to put end to the tyrant and her power. What YC is to find there however is the palace deserted with no said queen in sight and her throne being contested by power hungry crooks. What happened? Did someone come before YC to take the role of his? Was the evil Queen already dead?
No of course not. At least not just yet of the time. She just is retired and living best live she could peacefully away from any and anyone. And that especially includes YC, the reason to that was that MC has already died already many times to him. Yet on each death she finds the time reversed back and herself once more in certain time and in all to familiar place. That being when she was still the tyrannical monster ruling her army of the dark and most powerful being of the known world.
At first MC tried using the advantage of this to change her fate, to come out top and victorious against the one who brought upon her end. After so many attempts of all leading to same end in which she died, only to be back MC decided to abandon her role and title, being it no worth being ruler of dead and ashes, indeed leading to take an ordinary life away from those seeking her death and new start to life. Yet can she end up truly avoiding her fate?
No of course not. At least not just yet of the time. She just is retired and living best live she could peacefully away from any and anyone. And that especially includes YC, the reason to that was that MC has already died already many times to him. Yet on each death she finds the time reversed back and herself once more in certain time and in all to familiar place. That being when she was still the tyrannical monster ruling her army of the dark and most powerful being of the known world.
At first MC tried using the advantage of this to change her fate, to come out top and victorious against the one who brought upon her end. After so many attempts of all leading to same end in which she died, only to be back MC decided to abandon her role and title, being it no worth being ruler of dead and ashes, indeed leading to take an ordinary life away from those seeking her death and new start to life. Yet can she end up truly avoiding her fate?
Main themes: Historical dark fantasy, supernatural, Renaissance/Victorian/Modern world period.
Canonization was a rare event in the Church of Eternal Night; the circumstances which brought upon such moments into becoming hailed as saint and holy figure were dangerous and exceptionally sparse. And not all lived long enough or through the duty they had to the church and their god to achieve reaching such goal.
MC, a nun was one such of these canonized figures, an assassin of the church with a style of slaughter that felled the heretical and damned, the legend goes that she had slain beyond thousand creatures of the dark even the Lords of the damned themselves have been sent into the eternal inferno by her hand. Earning her a title as more feared and even despised then the great angel Michael by those who wished her dead. Yet what happens when she is faced with a threat and prey not like any other.
(Kinda unfinished old plot I happened to find, so feel free to bring up any suggestions , your own ideas or character that would make the story or fit within in)
MC, a nun was one such of these canonized figures, an assassin of the church with a style of slaughter that felled the heretical and damned, the legend goes that she had slain beyond thousand creatures of the dark even the Lords of the damned themselves have been sent into the eternal inferno by her hand. Earning her a title as more feared and even despised then the great angel Michael by those who wished her dead. Yet what happens when she is faced with a threat and prey not like any other.
(Kinda unfinished old plot I happened to find, so feel free to bring up any suggestions , your own ideas or character that would make the story or fit within in)
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