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Welcome to my little magical realm of fantasy filled with possibilities. The table is set, all cards are laid down and all you have to do is pick a card... any card you desire.
Let us start first with introductions. My name is Magician, a man of not insignificant experience, and the weaver of the magical tapestry upon which stories will be written. I have been involved with all kinds of stories for the better part of my current lifetime. Some good, some bad, all remembered and carried with me in my little, magical deck. But the card game that we call 'life' never ends. We just start another round and that is precisely what I am looking for - a partner with whom I shall start another magical round.
In my deck are all settings imaginable. Fantasy, slice of life, science fiction and science fantasy, post-apocalyptic, and much more. If possible, I'll gladly take fantasy first as it is one I am most comfortable with. However, with the right partner any story can become magnificent, even if it falls out of my initial genre of interest.
Let us start first with introductions. My name is Magician, a man of not insignificant experience, and the weaver of the magical tapestry upon which stories will be written. I have been involved with all kinds of stories for the better part of my current lifetime. Some good, some bad, all remembered and carried with me in my little, magical deck. But the card game that we call 'life' never ends. We just start another round and that is precisely what I am looking for - a partner with whom I shall start another magical round.
In my deck are all settings imaginable. Fantasy, slice of life, science fiction and science fantasy, post-apocalyptic, and much more. If possible, I'll gladly take fantasy first as it is one I am most comfortable with. However, with the right partner any story can become magnificent, even if it falls out of my initial genre of interest.
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STORY PROMPTS
Broken Chains (Open, but not craving)
Historic or High Fantasy
They are members of a prestigious household, however they are not family but, rather, slaves. One is but a simple house-slave with only purpose to serve around the House, while the other is there for the bloody entertainment. While the facade of the House is that of nobility and wisdom, behind the closed doors, things are far more decadent and depraved. The lord of the House has a particular taste for fights to the death and he relishes every moment of the blood being spilled. Slaves come and go, and though his silvered tongue claims that he sets them free out of the goodness of his own heart, no slave has ever left the noble house alive. While this sounds quite a lot like gladiatorial matches, these fights are not open to be viewed by wide public. They are entirely confined within the deep, dark underbelly of the House as the laws of the land prohibit any sort of gladiatorial matches. These two characters meet there, knowing that their predestined purpose will never have them see the winds of freedom. These few moments, shared together, are the only vestiges of hope that still lingers within them. But fate sometimes reveals another face. What starts as few brief moments of shared misery, grows into into companionship, clumsy romance and hushed words that plan revolt... all to see the noble House burn to the ground.
Historic or High Fantasy
They are members of a prestigious household, however they are not family but, rather, slaves. One is but a simple house-slave with only purpose to serve around the House, while the other is there for the bloody entertainment. While the facade of the House is that of nobility and wisdom, behind the closed doors, things are far more decadent and depraved. The lord of the House has a particular taste for fights to the death and he relishes every moment of the blood being spilled. Slaves come and go, and though his silvered tongue claims that he sets them free out of the goodness of his own heart, no slave has ever left the noble house alive. While this sounds quite a lot like gladiatorial matches, these fights are not open to be viewed by wide public. They are entirely confined within the deep, dark underbelly of the House as the laws of the land prohibit any sort of gladiatorial matches. These two characters meet there, knowing that their predestined purpose will never have them see the winds of freedom. These few moments, shared together, are the only vestiges of hope that still lingers within them. But fate sometimes reveals another face. What starts as few brief moments of shared misery, grows into into companionship, clumsy romance and hushed words that plan revolt... all to see the noble House burn to the ground.
I will be your Lancelot, if you will be my Guinevere
Medieval Fantasy
Ours is King of fairy tales where the king is just, the Queen is fair and all the Knights around them bear courage and virtues that cannot be question or denied. It is a kingdom upon which the sun will not set for a thousand years. The King is mighty and his word is the law, and our Queen is beautiful beyond words and to swear upon her name is to make the most sacred of vows. But there is much more to this story, for the King's hunger for glory cannot be sated so easily. He wants all the titles that befit him, to be called The Just, The Brave, The Great. But there is one thing he does not have... something that he craves. An Heir. Not just one heir, he want as many as he can make! Sons to bear his mighty blood, daughters to be princesses and to be wed to their own princes and kings. Alas, for all his attempts, the Queen could not give him even one heir. And he took a mistress, then another, and another, and each was blessed with a child. And it made our Queen's heart stiffen, for all her protests had shorter life than that of a butterfly. He apologizes and promises to cease, yet it would a single day pass before someone else catches his eye. But perhaps if the Queen visited their summer estate, he could slip another adventure or two. And so, he appoints a Knight to follow her and keep her safe, even at the cost of his own life. Not just any knight, the best he has, a young man of noble blood in name only. His estate is small, and stories of vineyards who bore so many grapes that one could bathe in wine every week and in a year the cellar would remain untouched are older than the King himself. It is his dream to restore it to its former glory.
And the Knight sees the deep-rooted sorrow that plagues his Queen's heart. He would do anything to see her radiance brighten the throne room once more. His words have not fell onto the deaf ear, however, and she welcomes his company. Often do they stay awake, deep into the night, sharing their own stories, laughing and teasing with the old bottle of wine on the table. Secrets are shared, lines are crossed, and any chance they can get they spend doing far more than just talking. It started with a kiss on hand, then on forehead and cheek, until nights come that all cloth and jewels fell until nothing remained upon them. Not even their dignity. Frequent are now days when she visits his small estate, away from unsuspecting gaze of her King, just so she can cease being a queen for but one night... and be her loyal Knight's dirtiest lover. The story is one of slow descent from loyalty and into the deep depths of depravity and lust. Whatever kinks are upon your mind, I assure you, far dirtier things have crossed Her mind.
Across the ages
(High Fantasy)
Be it blessing or a curse, these two have been together since the dawn of civilization. There is some force that draws them toward one another, giving them brief moment of happiness before they ultimately perish. Always, without fail, they are born again at the moment of their deaths. They have few memories of any of the lives they led. Only brief, sporadic flashes and clouded words appear when they grow close enough. But they never fail to find one another. Sometimes it is a chance, sometimes one searches for the other without knowing why or whom they are looking for. There is a way of breaking the cycle once and for all, however they are not sure they want to break it to begin with. This can be one long or series of short stories, each with vague connection to the previous one and each with an entirely different setting for a bit of a spice.
The prompt is made to be exclusively written in short story format. Each are tied to one another, but it is not one large, continuous story, nor is it bound to a single genre. The timeline is long and the setting itself is not bound to realism or fantasy. It can be anything and everything. But all stories will end before another starts.
Guardian Devil
(High or Modern Fantasy)
One day, one of the characters decided to play with the strings of fate and magic for longer than they should have. As a result, they attracted the attention of a particularly curious demon. This demon announces that they shall grant them three wishes. Anything, as long as it is within their power. However, when the third and final wish is fulfilled, they will take the other party with them. The trick is that wishes have to done properly... Not just any wanton set of words are enough, but rather, a particular sentence has to be said. Until then, the demon has promised to follow the other party as they are tether to the corporeal world. As long as the wishing side is alive, the demon can exist in the world, so there is interest to keep them alive. If the party dies before the final wish is uttered, the contract is considered null and void... so there is extra incentive for the demon to keep them alive and content. The world is full of wonders and while demon has the power, they don't have all of the insight so it is a form of partnership with their wishing person. Of course, if the demon grants something of their own accord, that does not count as a wish and so, good will and teasing is a powerful tool for the person who has the control over them.
Love Under Masks
Slice of Life
Everyone needs an outlet. Some delve into the colorful world of painting, others in music. Some spend their energy as quickly and explosively as possible, and some prefer a quiet moment in a private counter so they can read. However, there are some who love, for but a moment, to feel like they are someone else. The world of cosplay offered these two young people exactly that - a chance to be someone else. They met on one of such convention, dressed in costumes of their favorite characters. At first, all they did was admire the details and dedication that the other has, expecting this to be just a momentary encounter that will stay as nothing more than a fond memory. But then, they met again, on a different occasion, at a different time. Phone numbers were exchanged, and a mere acquaintanceship turned into genuine friendship - after all, they understood each other's passion. But as the time went on, something more grew from it. Chats became frequent, photos were sent and lines were being crossed. It became an adventure for them - to show off new feathers and what lies beneath them.
Slice of Life
Everyone needs an outlet. Some delve into the colorful world of painting, others in music. Some spend their energy as quickly and explosively as possible, and some prefer a quiet moment in a private counter so they can read. However, there are some who love, for but a moment, to feel like they are someone else. The world of cosplay offered these two young people exactly that - a chance to be someone else. They met on one of such convention, dressed in costumes of their favorite characters. At first, all they did was admire the details and dedication that the other has, expecting this to be just a momentary encounter that will stay as nothing more than a fond memory. But then, they met again, on a different occasion, at a different time. Phone numbers were exchanged, and a mere acquaintanceship turned into genuine friendship - after all, they understood each other's passion. But as the time went on, something more grew from it. Chats became frequent, photos were sent and lines were being crossed. It became an adventure for them - to show off new feathers and what lies beneath them.
A Returning 'Customer'
(Slice of Life, 50/50 Story to Smut)
She is quite a beautiful, young doctor who works in private hospital and he is a patient who made a mistake of taking one too many 'happy pills' before the date that was canceled by the other person. Desperation led him to this hospital as the effects lasted way longer than the box prescribes. He is a little bit ashamed of it, especially since he cannot hide it and has to be 'handled' by this beautiful doctor. During the day, he has to endure the teases and the mocking with a smile, but it is the night time that makes things truly difficult. She is on call and he is alone in his room... Both seem to feel a bit of a spark for the other. But there is a little secret in this... He will always find a way to come back to that very hospital... and she is very eager to take the night shift.
(CLOSED) Flatmates by Force
Slice of Life
Real-estate frauds are not uncommon. Sometimes good people get caught in a bad situation. These two characters are just like that. Strangers, coming from different parts of country, seeking a fresh, new page in their lives. They bought a nice apartment for a price well below the market value. They have each inspected the apartment and found no flaw in it to speak of. It was renovated, refurbished, remodeled, redecorated and ready for a move-in. What they didn't know was that the other person also signed the very same document, by the very same seller who found a way to sell the same apartment twice. They learned about it when they move in, noticing a 'stranger' in an apartment that should bloody well be theirs! The fraud agent has already quit and is long gone and the agency can do nothing about it. They agreed to only refund one of them, meaning the other would be left with nothing. But there is alternative - they could live together in that apartment. It can, most certainly, accommodate the both of them quite comfortably. But they are not happy about this situation and they will do anything they can to make the other one leave. There will be angst, anger, quite a heated exchange, fights and very, very passionate nights once they learn how to coexist.
Our Nightmares in the Dark (Open, but not craving)
Modern Dark Fantasy
Vampires are real. It might not be how you wanted to learn about it, but it is better to rip that bandage quickly. However, they are not these elegant lords, counts and CEO's who rule over the entire cities. Well, not all of them at least. For the most, living as a vampire is a matter of survival in a world that is both a playground and a death sentence. An unfortunate man walks into a dark alley? An easy prey to sate your hunger. A group of armed and armored soldiers? That's the end of the line for you, my love. The characters are freshly awoken vampires who are trying to find their ways and live their lives in a city that hates the very essence of their existence. The hunger will drive them to do terrible things, but perhaps in between their moments of lucid madness, they can still do some good, too. What path they chose is left for them to decide. But they have dreams. Big dreams! Dreams of finding a place in this gothic dystopian world. Maybe they will chose the life of absolute depravity, seeking pleasure beyond what they knew... or perhaps they will stick to that 'love eternal' kind of a deal. Anything and everything is on the table. The setting is heavily, if not entirely, inspired by Vampire: The Masquerade and can take any turn or even pairing that we agree upon.
Maybe not All Alone
Science Fiction/Fantasy
You heard of AI, right? I don't mean the buggy sites that make three-armed art, I mean the true Artificial Intelligence. Living, conscious and feeling. The world changed quite a lot over the course of five hundred years. Humanity has long since left its cradle and made home among the stars. Travel between systems takes months, rather than decades and the need for transport of goods and exploration never ends. One of our characters is a pilot. A very good pilot who flies a cargo starship, ensuring that goods always move. They are all alone in their ship, except for a single android who was given to them. The android is perfect in almost every way. Physically they are indistinguishable from Human. They are warm, their synthetic skin is soft and they even simulate breathing and heartbeat, but they are artificial at the core. Space is not all that safe, and there are many hurdles to overcome, many dangers to face and many moments to spend together. The android is built to be offer comfort and companionship and they are aware of it. The need for deeper contact, however, was entirely their own choice.
Science Fiction/Fantasy
You heard of AI, right? I don't mean the buggy sites that make three-armed art, I mean the true Artificial Intelligence. Living, conscious and feeling. The world changed quite a lot over the course of five hundred years. Humanity has long since left its cradle and made home among the stars. Travel between systems takes months, rather than decades and the need for transport of goods and exploration never ends. One of our characters is a pilot. A very good pilot who flies a cargo starship, ensuring that goods always move. They are all alone in their ship, except for a single android who was given to them. The android is perfect in almost every way. Physically they are indistinguishable from Human. They are warm, their synthetic skin is soft and they even simulate breathing and heartbeat, but they are artificial at the core. Space is not all that safe, and there are many hurdles to overcome, many dangers to face and many moments to spend together. The android is built to be offer comfort and companionship and they are aware of it. The need for deeper contact, however, was entirely their own choice.
Apocalypse Yesterday (Closed)
(Post Apocalyptic)
The world did not end, but it sure looks like it did. Humanity will need time to reset itself and establish the next cycle of civilization. In the meantime, survival is all that matters. The world is not a blighted wasteland (not all of it), however living without all of the amenities is certainly putting our survivors to the test. There are some highly inhospitable places where nuclear fallout is present, however far away from those places, wilderness and small pockets of settlements still exist. Our characters meet along the way. They are not happy at first. Another person means extra rations to be shared, but they quickly realize that the benefit of another pair of eyes, hands and someone to talk to, is more beneficial than they would imagine. Their goal is to find any walled city.
Amidst the Shifting Sands
Ancient/Medieval Fantasy
The city of Ardashim lies at the very center of a sprawling dessert. No river crosses through it, no oasis lies nearby. By all accounts, the city should be naught but ruins, and yet, the city flourishes beyond any expectation. Beneath the city, a massive reservoir of water was made to not only fulfill the need of the city, but ten times over. Within this city, three factions hold the power - The Wise Council, The Church of the Holy Light and The Alchemist Guild. The delicate balance is maintained so that neither holds the power over the city and its untold potential in riches. Traveling caravans bring goods from every corner of the world, eager to both earn and spend coin on exotic goods. Among such, are slaves. While the City maintains the stance that slavery is wrong, nothing has ever done about it... and nothing ever will. After all, a good portion of city's riches come exactly from it.
The Alchemist Guild profits most from the trade, be it legal or dubiously legal. Their interest is in knowledge itself but they will sell their 'failed' creations to gather more funds for their pursuit. Even the failed products are still leagues above anything that is regularly made by artisans outside of the guild. But those creations still have to be tested, and the Guild does not shy away from purchasing slaves. One among them is a relatively young alchemist with a tower of his own, seeking to buy a batch of slaves for his own testing. The selection, on that day was quite extensive, yet one of them caught his eye, and instead of whole group, he bought just one.
Non-Prompt Pairings
(Any and All)
- Elf / Human
- Elf princess / Royal guard
- Elf priestess / Assassin
- Wizard / Apprentice
- Knight / Squire
- Knight / Assassin
- Angel / Demon
- Angel / Human
- Angel / Succubus
- Vampire / Captive
- Demigod / Any Race
- Deity / Deity
- Best friends
- Babysitter / Parent
- Sailor / Mermaid
- Witch / Hunter
- Warlock / Peasant girl
- Captain of the ship / Member of the crew
- Explorer / Native
The table is set. The cards laid down. All we have to do, is pick a card and let our imagination run wild. There is no telling where it might take us.
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