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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!
Most Recent Posts
Hey, I'm back :) Kind of a scrawny post, but I guess I need to get back into the 'groove' again. :P I was wondering, how did you want to do NPCs. Do you have anything in particular in mind for the street kids and/or church people or can I jump in and make some people up as well? And would you like to keep NPCs exclusive or can we both control everyone unless we call dibs?
Zach smiled as if the thought of priests watching his every move was a comforting one. He figured it didn't matter is he looked a little sceptical, since he doubted boys off the street were a lot more comfortable with the clergy than demons were. When he'd waved the priest off, he wasted some time sitting out in the sun before going for a cursory round of the grounds.
He made sure to walk carefully as he slowly made a round of the church grounds. He tried to look like just another harmless human, but in reality he was checking out the more supernatural defences in the area. He didn't actually search anywhere per se, but even from just walking around he could feel nothing more than a faint aura of holiness lingering around where he assumed was the altar. The most he would get from going in the church was goosebumps, and perhaps a light rash if he felt the need to actually touch the altar. It meant he could easily join the priest in mass if the occasion called for it, even if that wasn't how he would like to spend his time.
As he walked around he was pretty sure he could feel eyes on him occasionally, but no one seemed interested in approaching him. It occurred to him that he had very little idea how many people actually lived on the church grounds, and he decided to see if he could bring it up in conversation sometime. He muct have taken longer than expected, because by the time he came back to the cabin, the cook had left a plate of food on the table. It wasn't particularly inspiring as far as food went, but it was still better than anything than he'd eaten the past few weeks, barring perhaps the bacon from that morning. He took the plate out to the bench in the garden en enjoyed his meal in silence.
He made sure to walk carefully as he slowly made a round of the church grounds. He tried to look like just another harmless human, but in reality he was checking out the more supernatural defences in the area. He didn't actually search anywhere per se, but even from just walking around he could feel nothing more than a faint aura of holiness lingering around where he assumed was the altar. The most he would get from going in the church was goosebumps, and perhaps a light rash if he felt the need to actually touch the altar. It meant he could easily join the priest in mass if the occasion called for it, even if that wasn't how he would like to spend his time.
As he walked around he was pretty sure he could feel eyes on him occasionally, but no one seemed interested in approaching him. It occurred to him that he had very little idea how many people actually lived on the church grounds, and he decided to see if he could bring it up in conversation sometime. He muct have taken longer than expected, because by the time he came back to the cabin, the cook had left a plate of food on the table. It wasn't particularly inspiring as far as food went, but it was still better than anything than he'd eaten the past few weeks, barring perhaps the bacon from that morning. He took the plate out to the bench in the garden en enjoyed his meal in silence.
Thank you :) * hugs back*
Thank you :) He was my uncle and I didn't know him very well, but it still hits home when it's unexpected like this...
There has been an unexpected death in the family, so my posting will suffer for a while.
There has been an unexpected death in the family, so my posting will suffer for a while.
In truth, Autharyx really didn't feel like talking about himself, as he did not like to lie outright. But he could see that Viltez was curious, and he supposed it would serve him well to make him comfortable. He was delighted that the half breed would share this with him already and the last thing he wanted to do was to somehow push him away again.
"It's nothing special," he said modestly, "Just a certain... aura around you that is simple to spot if you know what to look for. Most people don't, I guess, but I've grown up learning to sense some of the power that makes up this world." He looked off into the middle distance for a bit, rifling through his thoughts for a story that would satisfy the other. He'd rather it wasn't an outright lie, either.
"I am the last of my family living at the lake, which is why I left," he finally settled on. It was true enough, in it's own way. "I grew up caring for the shrine. Even though there are still remnants of something 'mystical', as you call it, it's glory days were before this lifetime. Once upon a time it was a place of power and wonder, but the times have changed and it would be remiss of me not to change with them." Even though his words seemed negative on the surface, there was no trace of sadness in his tone. If you lived long enough, there was no denying that everything changed. This might be a change he hadn't been expecting, but that didn't mean it was particularly bad. It just meant he had to put in a bit more of an effort to find his way in the world.
"To be honest, I hand't expected to find someone like you," he said earnestly, turning his dark eyes to Viltez'. "I've grown up... somewhat estranged due to my circumstances, and it does me well to find someone with a broader view of the world. You can be assured that I find you very interesting indeed." He cocked his head slightly, eyes drawn to the prehensile appendage that was his tail.
"I haven't met anyone even remotely like you. Do your people hail from the wilds around here, or do you come from further away?" He wasn't sure if it was polite to question his host like that, but he was rather curious about it all. And since he'd answered a few questions of his own, it was only fair to get to ask some in return.
"It's nothing special," he said modestly, "Just a certain... aura around you that is simple to spot if you know what to look for. Most people don't, I guess, but I've grown up learning to sense some of the power that makes up this world." He looked off into the middle distance for a bit, rifling through his thoughts for a story that would satisfy the other. He'd rather it wasn't an outright lie, either.
"I am the last of my family living at the lake, which is why I left," he finally settled on. It was true enough, in it's own way. "I grew up caring for the shrine. Even though there are still remnants of something 'mystical', as you call it, it's glory days were before this lifetime. Once upon a time it was a place of power and wonder, but the times have changed and it would be remiss of me not to change with them." Even though his words seemed negative on the surface, there was no trace of sadness in his tone. If you lived long enough, there was no denying that everything changed. This might be a change he hadn't been expecting, but that didn't mean it was particularly bad. It just meant he had to put in a bit more of an effort to find his way in the world.
"To be honest, I hand't expected to find someone like you," he said earnestly, turning his dark eyes to Viltez'. "I've grown up... somewhat estranged due to my circumstances, and it does me well to find someone with a broader view of the world. You can be assured that I find you very interesting indeed." He cocked his head slightly, eyes drawn to the prehensile appendage that was his tail.
"I haven't met anyone even remotely like you. Do your people hail from the wilds around here, or do you come from further away?" He wasn't sure if it was polite to question his host like that, but he was rather curious about it all. And since he'd answered a few questions of his own, it was only fair to get to ask some in return.
"And a good thing I was too," Gabriel said, ignoring the question completely. How could he say why he did it when he wasn't even that sure himself? "How did you manage to get yourself cut up this badly in a basic haunting? Seriously, you looked like you were going to faint..." He noticed how worried he was sounding, and tried to mask it.
"You keep bumbling around like this and you'll get killed before you ever get the chance to do anything about the Lucy situation. I thought you guys were all bent on getting that fixed? Or were those more big words and empty threats?"
"You keep bumbling around like this and you'll get killed before you ever get the chance to do anything about the Lucy situation. I thought you guys were all bent on getting that fixed? Or were those more big words and empty threats?"
"Psh," Zach huffed with an amused air. "Posturing is for kids. I, for one, am secure in my masculinity." He grinned at the priest, spreading his legs a little so the other could sit in front of him and reach all the bandages. He kept his eye on the priest as he methodically went over the bandages, only wincing a little at the sting of the antiseptic that the human dabbed on. What a pain it must be for humans to end up like this every time they got in the least bit of trouble. Add to that the constant need for sleep, pitifully short lifespans and obliviousness of the general population and it was hard to imagine how they could even form a threat to demonkind. Of course, Zach knew perfectly well that the humans had their ways to ward off or destroy even the most powerful demons. Sometimes it felt like the only reason they hadn't tried to exterminate demons yet, was because of those short lifespans and the amount of infighting between humans...
"As long as it's hot I'm happy with anything," Zach answered the priest's question. "Although..." he hesitated for a bit, glincing off to the side before continuing. "It's not dinner exactly, but I would love some chocolate. The bitter stuff, really dark. I mean, if it's not too much of course."
"As long as it's hot I'm happy with anything," Zach answered the priest's question. "Although..." he hesitated for a bit, glincing off to the side before continuing. "It's not dinner exactly, but I would love some chocolate. The bitter stuff, really dark. I mean, if it's not too much of course."
It could be a priest, or perhaps one of the streetkids Kiel is more familiar with. We can decide when the time comes I suppose :)
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