Autharyx knew he should have stopped at the sound, but his hand didn't even pause when the noise seemed all but pulled from Viltez. He could feel the tail twitch minutely underneath his fingers as the half-breed's face slowly flushed dark at the cheeks. He didn't know what it was about the situation that he found utterly fascinating, but whatever it was had crawled underneath his skin and was now buzzing right beneath the surface.
"Of course," he said, voice calmer than he had expected as he waited for the tail to uncoil again. The drag of fur against his wrist seemed somehow amplified this time, and he had to let out a controlled breath to keep from shivering again. By all accounts he would have expected to be uncomfortable with this unforeseen reaction of his body, but then he remembered the slightly breathy noise Viltez had made at the end and he didn't really care any more. It was... intriguing.
He couldn't quite keep his gaze off his host's face, pupils dilating to take in everything, even as Viltez rambled his way through some kind of explanation before fleeing the room. The moment he left, Autharyx stood up, unsure what to do with the sudden restless energy that seemed to fill him. This was something new, and as he paced back and forth in the small room he tried to imagine where it could have come from. Viltez had seemed rather agitated himself, so perhaps he was simply more sensitive to the moods of others than he had expected? And of course there was still the thunderstorm raging outside. Now that he thought about it, he could feel the turmoil of the air above him, tension building sharply before releasing with a clap of thunder that he felt in his very bones. It was hard to tell if he was influencing the weather or if it was influencing him, but in the end he supposed that it mattered little. Even confined as he was, he was still a part of the world in a way that mortals weren't, and the sound and feel of the rain outside was enough to ground him again.
By the time Viltez returned he was standing by the window sipping the last of his drink as he watched the play of rain on glass. He turned to look at his host, answering his smile with a small one of his own. There was nothing, now, to suggest at anything like the tension he felt earlier, so Autharyx put it from his mind. If this fleshy shell was going to throw him for a loop like this more often, he might as well try to get used to it.
"I am fine, thank you," he said. He briefly wondered if he should apologise for his liberties earlier, but that would involve bringing it up again and it was easier not to. Viltez didn't seem to hold any of it against him, so he supposed he might as well follow his example and let it go.
"Settling in for the night sounds great, it has been a long day." As he said the words, Autharyx felt surprised by finding he meant them. He knew his body was stronger probably stronger than a human's, but he'd been travelling for a night and a day and it was starting to wear on him.
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Looking for queer-minded writing partners
Hey there everyone, you can call me Em. I'm a 32 year old Dutchie who's been writing roleplays for well over 15 years now. If you see anything you like, please send me a PM!
What am I looking for?
- like the title says, I would love to write some queer stories. I really enjoy a good FxF story, but I'm also definitely up for some gender fuckery or off-the-binary kind of characters. I can also do MxM, but it doesn't have my preference at the moment.
- I used the word 'queer' for a reason. Give me characters that are real, characters that have bodies like people have and that do not necessarily follow the 21st century 'sexy' aesthetic. Characters that push boundaries and play with personal presentation and who fit in the setting we're writing in. Give me women who are fat, buff, hairy, disabled or anything else from the host of things that women aren't 'supposed' to be. Give me characters that push the boundaries of gender, or perhaps characters that are inhuman in ways that make the whole concept of gender a moot point to begin with. Give me something queer to play with.
- Along that line of thought: I like exploring the unusual, the strange, grotesque and ugly, and find the beauty and strength that lies within that. Let's take some risks and see where we end up.
- Romance is not a must, and within romantic-type pairings smutty stuff is not a must. I don't usually like to fade to black, but if we click well on other fronts I'm definitely willing to discuss it. I would absolutely be willing to do a more smut-heavy story as well, as long as the characters and plot work well. I might be up for kinky type shit as well, but it wholly depends on the details. Don't be afraid to ask!
- Please be over 18 at the very least.
- I prefer to RP over PM.
What can I offer?
- My posting speed varies, but it usually varies between once a day and once a week.
- I write at least 2-4 paragraphs, and would ask the same from you. One-liners kill my interest in a story fast.
- I love working together on plots and world building, whether it is adapting a setting or coming up with something new entirely.
- I'm totally up for exploring strange and unusual ideas. Let's get creative!
- I'll let you know if I lose interest, and I welcome hearing from you as well. That said, I don't mind it if you ever accidentally drift away. If you ever feel like picking it back up, just jump back in- no explanation necessary!
Plot ideas
(italicised is my (negotiable) character preference)
- Phantom of the opera inspired, Female PhantomxChristine
- MermaidxStranded Pirate
- Trained attack 'dog' werewolf X person who steals/saves her
- Beauty and the Beast inspired
- Jurrasic World inspired with female Owen
- Anything with werewolves, really
- Shifters being used as pit fighters
- Mage accidentally getting stuck with a summoned succubus
- lab experiment escapes with help of fellow experiment/janitor/remorseful scientist
- Something venom/symbiote inspired? Perhaps something with original characters/setting or
If you have something else you think I might like, I'd love to hear about it!
Hey there everyone, you can call me Em. I'm a 32 year old Dutchie who's been writing roleplays for well over 15 years now. If you see anything you like, please send me a PM!
What am I looking for?
- like the title says, I would love to write some queer stories. I really enjoy a good FxF story, but I'm also definitely up for some gender fuckery or off-the-binary kind of characters. I can also do MxM, but it doesn't have my preference at the moment.
- I used the word 'queer' for a reason. Give me characters that are real, characters that have bodies like people have and that do not necessarily follow the 21st century 'sexy' aesthetic. Characters that push boundaries and play with personal presentation and who fit in the setting we're writing in. Give me women who are fat, buff, hairy, disabled or anything else from the host of things that women aren't 'supposed' to be. Give me characters that push the boundaries of gender, or perhaps characters that are inhuman in ways that make the whole concept of gender a moot point to begin with. Give me something queer to play with.
- Along that line of thought: I like exploring the unusual, the strange, grotesque and ugly, and find the beauty and strength that lies within that. Let's take some risks and see where we end up.
- Romance is not a must, and within romantic-type pairings smutty stuff is not a must. I don't usually like to fade to black, but if we click well on other fronts I'm definitely willing to discuss it. I would absolutely be willing to do a more smut-heavy story as well, as long as the characters and plot work well. I might be up for kinky type shit as well, but it wholly depends on the details. Don't be afraid to ask!
- Please be over 18 at the very least.
- I prefer to RP over PM.
What can I offer?
- My posting speed varies, but it usually varies between once a day and once a week.
- I write at least 2-4 paragraphs, and would ask the same from you. One-liners kill my interest in a story fast.
- I love working together on plots and world building, whether it is adapting a setting or coming up with something new entirely.
- I'm totally up for exploring strange and unusual ideas. Let's get creative!
- I'll let you know if I lose interest, and I welcome hearing from you as well. That said, I don't mind it if you ever accidentally drift away. If you ever feel like picking it back up, just jump back in- no explanation necessary!
Plot ideas
(italicised is my (negotiable) character preference)
- Phantom of the opera inspired, Female PhantomxChristine
- MermaidxStranded Pirate
- Trained attack 'dog' werewolf X person who steals/saves her
- Beauty and the Beast inspired
- Jurrasic World inspired with female Owen
- Anything with werewolves, really
- Shifters being used as pit fighters
- Mage accidentally getting stuck with a summoned succubus
- lab experiment escapes with help of fellow experiment/janitor/remorseful scientist
- Something venom/symbiote inspired? Perhaps something with original characters/setting or
If you have something else you think I might like, I'd love to hear about it!
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Zach let his eyes follow the flick of the priest's tongue, but didn't linger. it wouldn't do to come on too hard, but it was never too early to lay in some ground work. As the human talked, he privately wondered what his fellow members of the clergy thought of his attitude. He might not have come in contact with a whole lot of them, but he hadn't gotten the impression that the church was very impressed with any kind of flexibility. Not if the jobs that needed doing were things like 'kill the demon' or that kind of stuff. Still, he made a show of thinking his words over carefully before answering.
"I guess that makes sense," he started with doubt in his voice. "I mean, sure, everybody is good at stuff, but at the same time not everyone belongs everywhere, you know? it's just... Some people have these 'rules' they make up abput what people should and shouldn't be, and I know I wouldn't want to stay somewhere where there are people that think the kindof person I am is wrong, you know?" He looked at the priest for a few moments before averting his eyes, cheecks colouring slightly as he seemed to realise that he'd said more than he meant to.
"Um, hypothetically of course. On the streets it doesn't matter anyway, it's just about you and what you can do."
"I guess that makes sense," he started with doubt in his voice. "I mean, sure, everybody is good at stuff, but at the same time not everyone belongs everywhere, you know? it's just... Some people have these 'rules' they make up abput what people should and shouldn't be, and I know I wouldn't want to stay somewhere where there are people that think the kindof person I am is wrong, you know?" He looked at the priest for a few moments before averting his eyes, cheecks colouring slightly as he seemed to realise that he'd said more than he meant to.
"Um, hypothetically of course. On the streets it doesn't matter anyway, it's just about you and what you can do."
Ooh, teal is my favourite. For teal:
- everyone is infected by the monster thing, only it is seen as a good thing. Society has adapted to the change, and the new powers are seen as 'the next step in human evolution' Sasha is seen as a saviour type figure, as he was the 'original'. Izea can either agree with the majority or hate what humanity has become.
-monsters haunt the streets at night, terrorizing anyone who is out at night. Izea is one of the few who knows how to kill them, but he is a recluse who hates himself for killing his best friend.
I might be able to think of more, but for now this is all I can come up with
- everyone is infected by the monster thing, only it is seen as a good thing. Society has adapted to the change, and the new powers are seen as 'the next step in human evolution' Sasha is seen as a saviour type figure, as he was the 'original'. Izea can either agree with the majority or hate what humanity has become.
-monsters haunt the streets at night, terrorizing anyone who is out at night. Izea is one of the few who knows how to kill them, but he is a recluse who hates himself for killing his best friend.
I might be able to think of more, but for now this is all I can come up with
"hmmm," Autharyx murmured, flexing his arm slightly to feel how tight the appendage was. The blade seemed sharp enough from up close, but he wasn't particularly nervous. It wasn't like Viltez had given any indication that he wanted to hurt him.
"You usually carry it around your waist, no?" he said, still trailing his fingers through the soft fur. as long as the other seemed to be neither uncomfortable nor insulted he was going to keep the oportunity to satisfy his curiosity. "don't you feel the temperature of your skin, or the shift of the fabric of your clothes?" He knew he did. It wasn't as bad as it was at first, but whenever he thought about it, he could feel the drag of fabric against his skin again. even walking around without clothes didn't help with the distraction, as the heat of the sun and feeling of the wind were just as bad. as time passed, though, his body had found a way to turn off the unnecessary sensations. He imagined that this was how humans dealt with a lot of things: just ignore the bits you can't change and pretend they don't exist.
"It would make sense if the part with the weapon is less sensitive, and it's easy enough to figure out, is it not?" He reached over to the part of the tail thant was on the table, digging his fingers in the fur and then slowly moving towards the tip. "Does it feel different?" he asked, head tilted as he watched Viltez' face with interest. He kept following the line of the tail with his fingers, occasionally skipping a part where it was wrapped around his arm, until he he reached the tuft of fur that surrounded the blade.
"You usually carry it around your waist, no?" he said, still trailing his fingers through the soft fur. as long as the other seemed to be neither uncomfortable nor insulted he was going to keep the oportunity to satisfy his curiosity. "don't you feel the temperature of your skin, or the shift of the fabric of your clothes?" He knew he did. It wasn't as bad as it was at first, but whenever he thought about it, he could feel the drag of fabric against his skin again. even walking around without clothes didn't help with the distraction, as the heat of the sun and feeling of the wind were just as bad. as time passed, though, his body had found a way to turn off the unnecessary sensations. He imagined that this was how humans dealt with a lot of things: just ignore the bits you can't change and pretend they don't exist.
"It would make sense if the part with the weapon is less sensitive, and it's easy enough to figure out, is it not?" He reached over to the part of the tail thant was on the table, digging his fingers in the fur and then slowly moving towards the tip. "Does it feel different?" he asked, head tilted as he watched Viltez' face with interest. He kept following the line of the tail with his fingers, occasionally skipping a part where it was wrapped around his arm, until he he reached the tuft of fur that surrounded the blade.
I'm really sorry, but I've fallen behind on my studies and am overwhelmed at the moment. For at least the next few weeks I have to put my RPs aside for a while. I might occasionally reply, but you shouldn't count on me for the next few weeks.
As Viltez talks, Autharyx let's himself picture it. It certainly sounded like the other wanted him to stay here. Not only would be have a place to stay, he would also have a person that was interested in his stories about his shrine, and he would have a marvellous puzzle to figure out in the form of this tail and what Viltez could do with it. It sounded like a pretty sweet deal to him, he thought as he carefully ran his fingers over the top of the tail.
Immediately, it tightened around his arm and Viltez snapped his head around faster than he could move his hand away. Autharyx froze, a guilty expression on his face as his hand still hovered in the air over his arm.
"Er. .." he started, "I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just. ... It was right there, " he explained weakly. Thankfully Viltez did not sound particularly angry, or pained. When he asked him what he did, a small frown creased his brow.
"You mean you didn't feel what I did?" He asked, curiosity coming back when it seemed he wasn't going to be in trouble over this.
"I, er, I guess I pet it? " He slowly brought his hand down to show Viltez, fingers threading through the soft fur as he ran his hand over the curve of the tail again.
"Like so. .."
Immediately, it tightened around his arm and Viltez snapped his head around faster than he could move his hand away. Autharyx froze, a guilty expression on his face as his hand still hovered in the air over his arm.
"Er. .." he started, "I didn't mean to hurt you. It's just. ... It was right there, " he explained weakly. Thankfully Viltez did not sound particularly angry, or pained. When he asked him what he did, a small frown creased his brow.
"You mean you didn't feel what I did?" He asked, curiosity coming back when it seemed he wasn't going to be in trouble over this.
"I, er, I guess I pet it? " He slowly brought his hand down to show Viltez, fingers threading through the soft fur as he ran his hand over the curve of the tail again.
"Like so. .."
Zach tensed up when the priest touched him slowly let himself relax in stead of pulling away. He glanced at his own hands as the priest talked, letting a bit of doubt show on his face. Privately he didn't agree with the human at all. Sure, it took strength to trust, but that strength was used to fight tooth and nail to keep everyone from taking advantage of your trust. Humans liked to act as if they were so trustworthy and kind, but Zach had seen humans be more ruthless that many a demon. More inventive too.
"Um, I guess..." he saidbefore trailing off. He reached for the food when the priest did, letting the silence drag out into an uncomfortable one. He threw a couple of glances the priest's way as he slowly started to eat as well. At first he made an effort to cut the meat in bite-sized pieces, but he soon followed the priest's example and started to eat a bit more messily.
"It's really good, " he said, before chasing a stay bit of gravy with his tongue. "Another preconception about priest's shattered: I thought you were supposed to live a sober life and stuff? "
"Um, I guess..." he saidbefore trailing off. He reached for the food when the priest did, letting the silence drag out into an uncomfortable one. He threw a couple of glances the priest's way as he slowly started to eat as well. At first he made an effort to cut the meat in bite-sized pieces, but he soon followed the priest's example and started to eat a bit more messily.
"It's really good, " he said, before chasing a stay bit of gravy with his tongue. "Another preconception about priest's shattered: I thought you were supposed to live a sober life and stuff? "
Autharyx did not mind it when Viltez looked away. It only meant he was free to focus his attention on the tail that came sneaking back towards him. When the blade pressed to his skin near his wrist, he felt a light involuntary shudder travel up his spine. This tendency of his body to react without his input was still novel enough to intrigue him for now, but he knew it would become old pretty fast. He couldn't even begin to imagine what it may be like if an entire appendage refused to obey your commands...
"If you don't know whether it works to your well or not, wouldn't there be ways to find out? " he asked, watching the props of the tail up his arm with interest. The fur felt soft on his skin, particularly on the delicate pay on the inside of his wrist. He could feel the soft strands pull through his fingers where they lay curled upwards, but he didn't move them just yet, unwilling to risk scaring it off again.
"See how much you can still do blindfolded, for example, or try if you can keep it down when someone throws something at you. " Autharyx might not be familiar with trails such as these, but he did love puzzles in whatever form they presented themselves. And figuring out how this worked was nothing if not a puzzle. As he spoke he could not refrain from seeing how soft it would be- the last time Viltez had pulled away before he had a chance to process the sensation. He slowly brought up his hand to trace the tail winding itself around his arm.
"If you don't know whether it works to your well or not, wouldn't there be ways to find out? " he asked, watching the props of the tail up his arm with interest. The fur felt soft on his skin, particularly on the delicate pay on the inside of his wrist. He could feel the soft strands pull through his fingers where they lay curled upwards, but he didn't move them just yet, unwilling to risk scaring it off again.
"See how much you can still do blindfolded, for example, or try if you can keep it down when someone throws something at you. " Autharyx might not be familiar with trails such as these, but he did love puzzles in whatever form they presented themselves. And figuring out how this worked was nothing if not a puzzle. As he spoke he could not refrain from seeing how soft it would be- the last time Viltez had pulled away before he had a chance to process the sensation. He slowly brought up his hand to trace the tail winding itself around his arm.
Sorry about that... if you want me to try and pad my posts a bit more, I can try?
Zach tentatively smiled back before settling himself at the table, depositing the papers on top of it as well. He noticed the priest's eyes roaming over his injuries again, the look on his face a clear indication of how he still felt about them. It still surprised him how extreme cruelty and extreme care stood side by side in humanity, often even within the same human. He'd watched turn their backs on each other in the street every day, and then reach out to an orphaned animal of all things and cry when it died. He'd seen people help a perfect stranger and stab their closest family in the back. He wondered what it would take for this priest to betray someone. On the outside, he pulled the milk towards him with a small smile on his face.
"I don't know anything about elephants, but I think I know where you're coming from. I guess... I guess I've just been so used to watching my back that it kind of took me off guard that I didn't think to do it now," he said quietly, not quite meeting the priest's eyes. Let's see how far he could get with disarming honesty.
"It's nice out here. Peaceful. I bet everyone tells you that, though. You get a lot of strays like me?" the last words were said with a self-deprecating tone that made it clear he didn't think very highly of 'strays like himself'.
"I don't know anything about elephants, but I think I know where you're coming from. I guess... I guess I've just been so used to watching my back that it kind of took me off guard that I didn't think to do it now," he said quietly, not quite meeting the priest's eyes. Let's see how far he could get with disarming honesty.
"It's nice out here. Peaceful. I bet everyone tells you that, though. You get a lot of strays like me?" the last words were said with a self-deprecating tone that made it clear he didn't think very highly of 'strays like himself'.
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