Velvet-Tied-Cherub
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- Joined
- May 16, 2022
๐ซ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ท! ๐ช๐ ๐ฑ๐๐~
๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐๐๐น ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐๐๐ท๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ท๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐!
๐ฒ๐๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐!!
๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐๐๐น ๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ๐น๐๐๐ท๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ท๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐!
๐ฒ๐๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐!!
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. (For doubling I prefer to stay around 400 words for each so it doesn't get too long)
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? (This is just for my side of doubling, you can request whatever kinks you want for your side as long as it's not in the spoiler limits section)
- Size difference. A brawny woman (YC) against a curvaceous woman (MC)? 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 (for my side of a double, or single)
- Passionate detailed kissing scenes
- Domination
- Dubious consent
- Head pets, and often, towards MC
- Caregiver/Gentle dom
- Hickies, Biting, Primal play, Hunt/Chase/Take-down
- Hand around throat without airway being blocked
- Extensive aftercare
- Oral
- Overstimulation. MC 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
- 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? (This is only for my side of the double, my limits for your side will be in the spoiler, so if it's not in there then it's not a limit for your part of the deal)
- 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.)
- Bratting/Brat taming (regardless of if I switch or sub)
- 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??
- Breath play towards MC
- Bone breaking/deep cuts/Limb or body part removal/gore
- Vore
- Anal/Uncommon pregnancy (normal pregnancy is fine)
- Deeply cruel non/dub-con towards MC
- Scat/Vomit/Watersports/Belching/Flatulence
- Characters under 21 or over 48
- First/second person perspective
- Present/future tense perspective
- MC's face being slapped
- Real life face claims
- Snuff
- Beastiality
- Full incest (step family possible)
- Lackluster plotting/brainstorming
๐๐ก๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
A sinewy woman has had unrequited love towards a sweet librarian for who knows how long, and one night, she can't allow it to be 'unrequited' any longer, so while the bookish beauty is in-between the shelves just before closing, the muscled up admirer boxes her in, and doesn't allow her escape until they are both out of breath.
YC would be the brawny gal.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐
Both are in the strobed light ambiance of liquor and lonely hearts. A heartbroken woman of curves is in desperation for a distraction which due to liquid courage she finds this in a sloppy but chemistry sparking make out situation...that ends up in an apartment...and when the haze wafts and the realization of the evening dawns, The buxom bar-goer discovers the brawny companion isn't interested in a one-night affair.
YC would be the brawny gal.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐น ๐ฆ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐
She climbed up the ranks to be closer to the princess of the land and her heart, but now that she's assigned to her, there to protect, how can she not...also...posses?
MC would be the princess.
๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐น ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐ฝ ๐ช๐๐ฝ๐๐
Drama and love and codependency intertwine.
One wayward spirit found at her most vulnerable, the savior just as down in the dirt so therefore knowing how best to pull the other from the metaphorical sludge.
Lust and affection in Lew of traditional mental health care. Amorous distraction and hormones ruining amok, trining into coping mechanisms, for better or worse.
MC would be submissive.
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.
Mallory's back was pricked by the soft thorns of a chill when she was pushed up against the red brick wall carefully but firmly.
Her off the shoulder black top allowing the sensitive skin at the nape of her ivory neck to feel that frigid texture, though all the acknowledgment she could give was a exhale from pearl pink lips.
To which the woman with her, took full advantage of.
Another heated kiss.
That magenta haired underground fighter having boxed the sonsie cherry haired woman with her hands pressed up to the wall beside her shoulders. Those sculpted biceps tensed at the sides of the more plush yet smooth shaped club-attende.
"Mmm~" Mallory moaned just before her tongue flicked out to entwine with the person whose name she didnt even know. Her ivory hands clutched her jawline, pulling the brawny mystery woman closer, as if that was possible, helping to tilt the smaller but brawnier woman's chin up while the blinking lights of the dance floor played peek a boo with the amorous alcohol feuled show.
Their figures chest to chest, Mallory's soft well developed bundles a wonderful weight to perch onto the fighting- proffesional's collarbone, nearly a cushion shelf for her throat and chin to perch upon.
so close, the beat of their hearts could be heard.
Fast, loud...and synchronized.
Mallory felt a tingle that started at the end of her vertebra and stopped at the synapses in her brain when the sinewy make-out partner reached down, grabbing her right pale knee and hooking it up onto that powerful hip, uncaring to the manner this pushed up Mallory's skirt.
Their pelvis shoved against one another, the cold of her zipper against the light cotton of Mallory's saturated in honey underwear.
Threatening to stain the magenta tressed short amazon if they continued at this rate, which, by the smack of their lips, they had every intention to...Mallory certainly did.
Her off the shoulder black top allowing the sensitive skin at the nape of her ivory neck to feel that frigid texture, though all the acknowledgment she could give was a exhale from pearl pink lips.
To which the woman with her, took full advantage of.
Another heated kiss.
That magenta haired underground fighter having boxed the sonsie cherry haired woman with her hands pressed up to the wall beside her shoulders. Those sculpted biceps tensed at the sides of the more plush yet smooth shaped club-attende.
"Mmm~" Mallory moaned just before her tongue flicked out to entwine with the person whose name she didnt even know. Her ivory hands clutched her jawline, pulling the brawny mystery woman closer, as if that was possible, helping to tilt the smaller but brawnier woman's chin up while the blinking lights of the dance floor played peek a boo with the amorous alcohol feuled show.
Their figures chest to chest, Mallory's soft well developed bundles a wonderful weight to perch onto the fighting- proffesional's collarbone, nearly a cushion shelf for her throat and chin to perch upon.
so close, the beat of their hearts could be heard.
Fast, loud...and synchronized.
Mallory felt a tingle that started at the end of her vertebra and stopped at the synapses in her brain when the sinewy make-out partner reached down, grabbing her right pale knee and hooking it up onto that powerful hip, uncaring to the manner this pushed up Mallory's skirt.
Their pelvis shoved against one another, the cold of her zipper against the light cotton of Mallory's saturated in honey underwear.
Threatening to stain the magenta tressed short amazon if they continued at this rate, which, by the smack of their lips, they had every intention to...Mallory certainly did.
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