Fx Male 𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖘𝖆 𝕮ò𝖒𝖍𝖑𝖆 𝕽𝖎𝖚𝖒? (Dance with me?)

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🕯 Info/About 🕯 🕯 Genres/Pairings 🕯 🕯 Characters 🕯 🕯 Plots 🕯 ǟʍɮɨɛռƈɛ ♫ ▶ ♫​ In the quiet corners of my dreams, I have seen you— my counterpart, my muse, my heart's silent echo. I am the girl who dances in the shadows of forbidden love, with a heart that beats like a distant drum, waiting for you to cross the line between worlds. I seek a partner in creativity, a fellow wanderer in the realm of passion and longing. Together, let us weave a tale of stars and fate—an artistry of words and hearts unchained, where love defies the borders of reason and burns with the fire of a thousand sunsets. Let us speak in verses, our every gesture a brushstroke upon the canvas of a world that would never understand the beauty of what we share. If you, too, believe that writing is a great art, and are ready to lose yourself in a dance of imagination, then come—find me in the space where we become one, transcending time and place, bound only by the strength of our connection. Let's craft a story that could never be written, one that is born only in the delicate space between two souls. ────────────────────────────────────​ ❝I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.❞ ― William Shakespeare ────────────────────────────────────​ 𖹭 ɦɛʟʟօ ȶɦɛʀɛ... 𖹭​ I have written so many request threads, and they never satisfy, but after all the work I put into this, I am hoping it lasts a little while... ❅ I am a real-life female in her forties, as much as it pains me to admit it. Old enough to know what I want out of the rest of my days, yet I still long for the unachievable... Immortality. ❅ I have been writing for well over the age of most members of this site, albeit in my adult life, it has been mostly academic-related. ❅ I am open to both Forum Threads and Private Messages regarding the world we build within the walls of the interwebs. ❅ I am a busy mom of an angsty teen, (please, send help!), so my time for myself is rather limited. ❅ I am available for plotting, and casual conversation, although, it is not required... save for the plotting stuff, cos why else would one seek a partner? I understand that real life comes first and if I am taking care of the real-world business and unable to respond back, then why should I deny that for someone else? Basically, I am ghost-friendly, as I have been guilty of that myself in the past... ❅ I am a literate and well-advanced writer with aeons of experience under the proverbial belt and though I do not expect another to be astute in how to use the ever complained about preposition or comma, a decent grasp of how Words work is amiable. ❅ I write about 400+ depending on what the topic is about and I do use images and pretty things within the replies and whatnot to not only fill the void I lack verbally, but also because I enjoy adding a bit of "flare" to a post. Potential partners don't need to do so, as I know it can be rather daunting when trying to just get words on a page. 𖹭 ֆɛɛӄɨռɢ 𖹭​ What Is It That I Seek? ❅ An individual who wishes to weave a fabulous tale. ❅ An individual who grasps the concept of storytelling. ❅ An individual who aims to aid the story moving forward. ❅ An individual who enjoys and embraces the art of Word Weaving. ❅ An individual who can express their wants, cravings, desires, or which path they wish the tale to turn. I have seen and witnessed firsthand the amazing writers on this site and while I have had a few stories here, I wish for the one that could make the earth stand still. It's a long shot, I know since the majority of us here are only seeking something quick and in the moment to satiate the desires of that moment, but I crave something far deeper... I'll likely have to write that bit on my own, but it would be lovely to find one to craft that with... I can be rather picky when it comes to writing the steamy bits and would prefer for there to be a teensy bit of chemistry with the characters. I would prefer to keep things onsite rather than deviating to a different means of communication; i.e. email/discord/etc... If a friendship comes from the exchange, I do not mind extending communication outside of the site, but with past experience, it just gets... awkward. 𖹭 ɢ ɛ ռ ʀ ɛ ֆ 𖹭​ ・❥・supernatural is my go-to ・❥・slice of life is sometimes nice ・❥・historical fiction is ・❥・any pairing that'll please the Chosen One, erm partner except some sci-fi. sorry, can't get into some of it.​ 𖹭 քǟɨʀɨռɢֆ 𖹭​ The Italicized/Bold will be the character I wish to play: ・❥・Beauty x Beast ・❥・Warrior x Mage/Sorceress ・❥・Prince/King x Princess/Queen ・❥・ Pirate x Princess/Noble ・❥・Uni Prof x T.A./Student/Prof (either of these I am fine with) ・❥・Choreographer x Dancer ・❥・Photographer x Dancer/Model ・❥・ Brother's Best Friend x Little Sister ・❥・Best Friend's Brother/Father x Best Friend ・❥・Exec/Boss x Assistant/Secretary ・❥・Arranged Marriage (Preferably Enemies to Lovers) ・❥・Any DA (Dragon Age) and ME (Mass Effect) Pairings ・❥・Bridgerton (the Books, maybe the show) ・❥・LoTR ・❥・ Take a stroll in Westeros with me? There is more, but I figure I can add to this later on. For now, this is what I have.​ 🕯 Winter Is Always Coming 🕯 VALERIA STARK ❝ The South can keep its games. Here in the North, we do not kneel. ❞ ​ Setting: Westeros – Game of Thrones Allegiance: House Stark of Winterfell Role: The Iceborn Lady, Warrior of the North Age: 20 Born the youngest daughter of Lord Stark, Lady Valeria was never meant for courtly life. Raised among warriors and direwolves, she trained in secret with the Stark men, mastering the blade with the tenacity of a Northern wolf. When the War of the Five Kings shattered the realm, she took up her family's Valyrian steel sword, Frostfang, vowing to protect Winterfell at all costs. Legends speak of her as "The Iceborn Lady," a woman who walks the frozen tundra alone, unafraid of the White Walkers or the biting winds of the North. Some claim she is part direwolf, others say she is a ghost of the Old Gods come to life. The truth? She is merely a Stark—cold, unyielding, and forever bound to her home. ambience⠀♫⠀​ 🕯 I Drink and I Know Things 🕯 JAIDYN BLACKTHORNE ❝ Men speak their truest words with ale on their breath and a warm body at their side. ❞ ​ Setting: Westeros – Game of Thrones Allegiance: House Blackthorne (Minor noble house sworn to House Baratheon) Role: Tavern owner & informant Age: 24 Jaidyn Blackthorne was born into a minor noble family that fell into ruin after her father backed the wrong side in Robert's Rebellion. Stripped of lands and titles, her family was left with nothing but a crumbling inn on the outskirts of Storm's End. Instead of wallowing in misery, Sera took charge, turning the inn into The Stag's Rest, a thriving tavern known for its fine ale, lively atmosphere, and well-kept secrets. Despite her station, she moves between worlds with ease—equally comfortable drinking with sellswords, seducing merchants, or exchanging whispers with highborn lords who visit her establishment. While many see her as a simple innkeeper, those who know better understand that she's a powerful informant, selling knowledge to the highest bidder and quietly playing her own game. ambience⠀♫⠀​ 🕯 Innocence and Duty 🕯 SERAPHINE ❝ He may own my body, but my soul remains my own... ❞ ​ Setting: Medieval Era Allegiance: House d'Vallière, a once-great noble house on the brink of ruin Age: 17-18 Born into the noble House d'Vallière, Sera was raised in a world of refinement and grace, taught that duty to family outweighed personal desires. But when her father's debts and failed alliances led their house to the brink of ruin, she was bartered away in marriage to a man thrice her age, known for his ruthless nature and iron-fisted rule. She entered her new husband's cold stone keep with hope that she might soften him, that she might learn to endure. But reality was cruel—he saw her as nothing more than a possession, a means to secure heirs and claim her family's lands outright. Every night is a test of endurance, every morning a silent battle for survival. Yet Sera is no fool. She listens to the whispers of the court, watching, learning. She knows that even a caged bird can sing a song of rebellion. ambience⠀♫​ 🕯 Vikings Vengence 🕯 ASTRID VALTYRSDOTTIR The Stormborn Shieldmaiden ❝ Steel and honour shall carve my fate, not the words of men. ❞ Age: 23 Origin: Born of noble Viking blood in the icy fjords of Nordfjell Appearance: Astrid possesses strikingly fierce eyes, framed by warrior's braids woven with beads of her ancestors. Her face is marked with ritual tattoos, each telling a story of battles fought and oaths sworn. Clad in furs and leather, her armour is both practical and regal, reflecting her noble lineage. Background: Astrid is a storm given human form—unyielding, passionate, and fierce in battle. Though she carries the blood of Jarls, she rejects the comforts of court, choosing instead the path of the shieldmaiden. She is intelligent, fiercely loyal, and a natural leader, inspiring both admiration and fear among her people. She does not seek war, but she will wield her axe with righteous fury when her home and kin are threatened. As the daughter of Jarl Valtyr the Stormbearer, Astrid was raised amidst both the brutality of Viking raids and the wisdom of noble diplomacy. She was trained from childhood to wield the axe and shield alongside her brothers, proving her worth time and time again. When her father fell in battle, her cowardly uncle sought to claim the title of Jarl, selling their lands to foreign kings in exchange for power. Astrid, unwilling to see her people enslaved, took up arms and rallied the warriors of Nordfjell, vowing to restore honor to her bloodline. Now, she sails the frozen seas, seeking vengeance against those who betrayed her kin, carving her name into history with steel and fire. Equipment: Gungnir's Fang: A spear crafted by the finest blacksmiths of her hold, rumored to be blessed by Odin himself. Ironclad Shield: Painted with her clan's sigil, reinforced to withstand heavy blows. Wolf Cloak: Made from the pelt of a great white wolf she hunted on her first raid. Seer's Amulet: A family heirloom tied to her mother's mystical lineage, said to grant protection in battle. Allies & Rivals: Allies: The warriors of her father's clan, her blood brother Erik the Stormborn, and a seer named Freydis who interprets omens for the warband. Rivals: Jarl Bjorn Iron-Fang, a power-hungry warlord seeking to conquer her lands. ​ ambience♫Rún - SKÁLD​ 🕯 The Love of A Muse 🕯 The Love of a Muse​ ❝ Here rise to life again, dead poetry! Let it, O holy Muses, for I am yours, And here Calliope, strike a higher key, Accompanying my song with that sweet air which made the wretched Magpies feel a blow that turned all hope of pardon to despair ❞ — Dante, "Purgatorio", Canto I, lines 7 to 12​ Most know of the Muse, Calliope, or Kalliope as being the Muse of Epic Poetry. Her fame and beauty were said to rival that of Aphrodite herself. Hesiod and Ovid called her the "Chief of all Muses" and her story is a fantastical one. (If you haven't read it, you should. It's brilliant.) What happens if a Muse loses her... Muse? A much needed vacation perhaps? Maybe one of the Greats finally got bored and decided to use her own powers for herself? Ya know, get a little more recognition for all of her efforts? Mayhaps she's been assigned to a mortal that has been Fated for greatness but the other Muse's were able to stoke his talent into rising to the surface so the mortal can achieve their destiny? I am leaving this relatively open, but the idea of a Muse, especially one like Kalliope, taking a moment to either find herself, make a name for herself, or even find an epic love struck me as a potential Musing that should be explored. The details can be discussed and I may add the already 'predetermined/thunk'd out' scenario's at a later date. 🕯 Across Oceans of Time 🕯 Across Oceans of Time ♫ ▶ ♫ ❝I have crossed oceans of time to find you...❞ ~ Bram Stoker ​ In ages not yet come to pass, Shall the soul return, Of the Goddess... Many deaths shall she face, Returning to Clotho each time, But in one lifetime shall she meet her Fate... How their Love is rare and true, She can be found in Oneiros And only then will she find you...​ Trapped in the Threads of Clotho, Persephone has been caught in the mortal webs cast out by the Fates who weave them. For centuries, Hades searched for his beloved, and every time he almost reclaimed her, she slipped through his fingers like the sands of the Sahara. Now, as the mortal Kore St. Lawerence, Hades has devised a plan to find her, win her, and make her remember her true self. Who she was meant to be. The question is... Will they be reunited, or will she choose a mortal life? 🕯 Whispers of Truth 🕯 In the shadowed halls of House [Insert House Name], where power and politics are woven into every whispered conversation and subtle glance, she moves like a spectre. A Bene Gesserit sister, trained from childhood to control, to influence, and to shape the fates of noble families with a mere word, a slight gesture, a fleeting look. Her presence is both a blessing and a curse, and those who encounter her never quite know if they are being guided—or manipulated. Her mission here is clear, but the path is treacherous. Sent to this House to observe, to counsel, and to ensure the bloodlines remain pure, her role is one of quiet power and subtle manipulation. She is a Truthsayer, a master of reading every nuance, every hesitation, every flicker of emotion beneath the surface. She can see past the masks that others wear, and she can hear the unspoken desires that linger in the hearts of those she meets. But there is one she cannot read. One whose thoughts elude her, whose presence stirs something within her she has long suppressed: him. The heir of House [Insert House Name], a man of strength and consequence, whose every word is calculated, whose every move is part of a larger game. He is a player in the great political theatre, and she knows well how to observe and guide such figures. But this man—there is something in his eyes, in the way he carries himself—that makes her question her own purpose. Something raw and untamed that she cannot control. Something that draws her closer, despite the risks. She is a woman of control, a woman who has learned to bury her emotions beneath layers of duty and obligation. But he is a man who challenges her. The more she watches him, the more she finds herself drawn to him in ways she cannot explain. Her mind tells her to stay distant, to remain the observer, the manipulator—but her heart, which she thought long dead, begins to stir. This is dangerous. She knows it. For both of them. In the court of the Great Houses, there is no room for weakness. Affection, desire—they are dangerous commodities, to be traded only with caution and purpose. To become too entangled with someone like him is to risk everything: the Sisterhood's plans, her carefully constructed identity, and perhaps even her very life. But she cannot deny the pull between them, the electricity in the air whenever their paths cross, the way his eyes linger on her just a moment too long. He sees through her—perhaps even more than she is willing to admit—and she feels the truth of his gaze settle deep inside her. In this game of power, will they remain enemies, bound by duty and the expectations of their stations? Or will they dare to step into a space beyond manipulation and control, where feelings are not tools to be wielded but forces to be reckoned with? She does not know the answer. But the danger of this connection is part of the allure. And perhaps, for the first time, she is willing to risk it. 🕯 Dante's Temptation 🕯 MC is a bright but reserved graduate student with a haunting past and a deep love for literature. She's idealistic, kind, and trying to make her own way in the world. YC is a highly respected but emotionally guarded professor—charismatic yet intimidating, with a reputation for being cold and unapproachable. Beneath his scholarly demeanor, however, lies a past riddled with secrets, regrets, and a longing for something more. When MC joins his seminar (or becomes his research assistant), a hidden connection between them begins to surface—one that neither can ignore. Despite the professional boundaries and their vastly different life experiences, the two find themselves drawn into an irresistible dance of desire, redemption, and forbidden love.