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Fx F or NB ๊งโ™กIn Need Of Affectionโ™ก๊ง‚

Velvet-Tied-Cherub

Planetoid
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May 16, 2022
๐’ซ๐“๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“๐“ ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐’ž๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“Š๐’ท!
๐’ฒ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“ˆ๐’ถ๐“‚๐“…๐“๐‘’s ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’ท๐‘œ๐“‰๐“‰๐‘œ๐“‚!!



๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐‘๐ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž?
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.


๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง?
My aim now a days is around 350 words a post, a little more here and there for the sake of openers or when the scene just really calls for it. I have found it difficult to be able to reply to posts that are any shorter.


๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฏ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐š๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ?
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?


๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ?
I love to find creativity in the lewd, but my adoration for a good story is not lost. I personally like more smut as I just adore depicting intimacy but still welcome plot beats to keep the lovemaking fresh.


๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž?
  • Size difference. A brawny woman (YC) against a curvaceous woman (MC)? Yes please
    WARNING, nsfw links 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, Does not need to be taller than MC, but should be at least 5 feet tall if not more and still able to easily lift MC regardless of height
  • 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.
  • 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.
  • Passionate detailed kissing scenes
  • Domination (From YC to MC)
  • 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 (from YC to MC)
  • 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.




๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž?
  • Abuse
  • Bratting/Brat taming
  • 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, I don't enjoy name calling, even 'bad girl' isn't fun for me)
  • 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
  • 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??
  • Bone breaking/deep cuts/Limb or body part removal/gore
  • Vore
  • Deeply cruel non/dub-con
  • Belching/Flatulence
  • Beastiality
  • Lackluster plotting/brainstorming




๐๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ
Childhood friends who reunite as adults
A bakery opens up besides a tattoo parlor/biker bar
Princess x Knight
Angel x Demon
Under ground boxer x Librarian
Two people whom meet in group grief counseling
Childhood girlfriends forced to move away meet again as adults
Co workers (Office worker x Warehouse worker)
Half succubus x Bounty hunter (also childhood friends?)




๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ


๐“—๐’พ๐’น๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“˜๐“ƒ ๐“—๐‘’๐“๐“

A little cupid's angel is trying to escape something, a betrothal, an abuser, whoever it is, she decided to hurry off to the only place she figures she won't be found. The infernal lands. Thankfully, a kind demonic being is willing to help her blend in, or at least, not stand out.


๐’ฎ๐‘œ ๐’Ÿ๐’พ๐’ป๐’ป๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐’ฉ๐‘œ๐“Œ
Two besties attached at the hip, nothing could tare them apart...or, that's what they naively hoped.
Separated for years, well into adult hood, circumstances finally bring them back together.
Many possible settings. Could be modern slice of life where they to run into one another at their lowest, or, could be fantasy, MC half succubus and YC having grown into a monster hunter, as a possibility.


๐“›๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ช๐“ƒ ๐’œ ๐’ฒ๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“๐’ป
She's new to the warehouse, and the night shift. Her fear of the dark something she hopes to get over with this job...then during a thunder storm, the lights short circuit, her overwhelmed with fright, a kind warehouse worker discovers her and gently calms her down.
Together they help the woman get over her fear, and their entanglement obtains other 'perks' too~


๐’ฏ๐“Œ๐‘œ ๐’ฎ๐’ถ๐’น ๐’ฎ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“๐“ˆ ๐“›๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“˜๐“ƒ ๐“”๐’ถ๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐’ช๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡
Drama and love and codependency intertwined.
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, turning into their bonding coping mechanisms, for better or worse.


๐“‘๐’ถ๐“€๐‘’๐’น ๐’ข๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น๐“ˆ ๐’œ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ž๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“… ๐“‘๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“๐‘’
A small business owner finally opens up her dream bakery...though, the location is not as dreamy as she might have liked. This part of town isn't the safest, and, next door is filled with leather jacket wearing Harley Davidson riding regulars. However, she is determined to make it, so, she makes some cupcakes and heads over with her best foot forward to introduce herself to the owner. The biker bar proprietor gets a taste for the newcomer's sweet treats...even the ones she didn't realize she had to offer.




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.

๐Ÿฐโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿบ๐–ฅ”เผป๐๐š๐ค๐ž๐ ๐†๐จ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐‚๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฉ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ณ๐žเผบ๐–ฅ”๐Ÿบโ™ฅ๏ธ๐Ÿฐ
 
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