Autharyx paused thoughtfully when Viltez offered the bed. He was pretty sure he didn't much care whether he slept on the couch or the bed, but it might be impolite to reject the offer. It had never even crossed his mind to let any of his human guests anywhere near the place he used to rest. In fact, he much preferred they had no idea where he was when they weren't doing their trading. It was a little disconcerting to be trusted this easily. Not that he was planning to hurt the human, but still...
"I would be glad to accept the offer," he eventually said, hoping he didn't misread anything. It seemed to him that Viltez seemed slightly nervous about his presence in the house, but he didn't quiet dare to ask. Thankfully, the other men kept talking before Autharyx would have had to fill up the silence, and he listened with rapt attention. As the tail swept back and forth, his eyes were drawn to the shine of the blade at the tip. He'd assumed it was a weapon of sorts, but Viltez hadn't described it as such yet.
"That is indeed a fascinating story," Autharyx said earnestly when the other was finished. "And even though it was involuntary, it is still a part of you, right?" He tilted his head as his eyes flicked to the tail once again. "If you were to close your eyes it would not know where to move, and if you do not wish harm on anyone, it would probably not react." He set his hand on the table, palm facing upwards in much the same position as when he'd touched the tail last. He felt slightly silly about doing so, but if he could tempt the appendage into coming back he would count it as a win.
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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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Red: Izea sneaks Sasha out of the hospital: he can't bear to kill him now and knows people will come looking soon.
Green: The beast doesn't 'change back' into Sasha, even when the body slowly starts to regain movement. Izea has to deal with the weakened beast.
Orange: - Sasha slept for years, the beast slowly merging with him in a desperate bid not to die completely. He has new instincts, but cannot be taken over completely. Izea has not moved but has become a recluse.
- It is the next day. Izea is about to move away to escape the memories when Sasha catches up with him.
Green: The beast doesn't 'change back' into Sasha, even when the body slowly starts to regain movement. Izea has to deal with the weakened beast.
Orange: - Sasha slept for years, the beast slowly merging with him in a desperate bid not to die completely. He has new instincts, but cannot be taken over completely. Izea has not moved but has become a recluse.
- It is the next day. Izea is about to move away to escape the memories when Sasha catches up with him.
Zach's head jerked up at the sound of the priest's voice. When he heard the human get back inside, he allowed a frown to come ove his face. He hadn't even noticed him coming back, so absorbed had he allowed himself to become. That just wouldn't do, even if the first phase of his plan had gone well. He simply couldn't take any chances with this assignment. Any other time it wouldn't matter if he screwed up. 'Plenty of fish in the sea,' as the human saying went. He couldn't forget that he actually needed to catch this particular human this time.
"Are you a priest or a ninja?" He said with a chuckle as he let himself back into the house. "I didn't hear you come back." He tilted his head as he watched the priest set up the table, hugging the papers he'd drawn on to his chest.
"I left the plate on the sink, I hope that was okay? Um... I also took some papers to draw on..." he said slowly, trailing off uncertainly. He still wasn't quite sure how to approach the priest now that he was in, but playing on his sympathies seemed a safe bet to start with.
"Are you a priest or a ninja?" He said with a chuckle as he let himself back into the house. "I didn't hear you come back." He tilted his head as he watched the priest set up the table, hugging the papers he'd drawn on to his chest.
"I left the plate on the sink, I hope that was okay? Um... I also took some papers to draw on..." he said slowly, trailing off uncertainly. He still wasn't quite sure how to approach the priest now that he was in, but playing on his sympathies seemed a safe bet to start with.
Sounds interesting :) What are some of your interests?
I like your bio, but the two plots don't really do anything for me. Would you be open to brainstorming to see if we can come up with something?
Atharyx' mouth curled up in a surpised smile when the flexible taile curled around his wrist. It was indeed as soft as he'd imagined and the drag of it against the sensitive skin of his wrist is quite novel. Nothing about his true form was quite as delicate. He hadn't missed the small sound Viltez has made when he touched it, and was just about to push his fingers through the fur again when the other retracted it with what seemed like an effort. He put his hands back down and tried not to look too disappointed.
"Not weird, no," he answered, eyes still flicking to the tail occasionally. Hereally hadn't seen anything like it before, either on a human-shaped being or otherwise.
"It's rather fascinating actually. So it just reacts acts without your intent? I can't imagine what that must be like," he mused. In his true form his body served more as an extension of his will than anything, and before he'd spend some time in a human body it hadn't even occured to him it could be differrent. In spite of his surperior nature, though, he already knew he wasn't exempt from it. The first time he'd sneezed had been quite a revalation...
"I'd be happy to stay for some small time," he said, "if you'll have me that is." He'd been slightly worried about finding a host in the human world, unsure about the customs as he was. But by the time he'd decided to go out into the world there hadn't been any human guests he could have asked. At least now he wouldn't have to attempt to bribe someone for a place to stay like some lowlife nobody.
"Not weird, no," he answered, eyes still flicking to the tail occasionally. Hereally hadn't seen anything like it before, either on a human-shaped being or otherwise.
"It's rather fascinating actually. So it just reacts acts without your intent? I can't imagine what that must be like," he mused. In his true form his body served more as an extension of his will than anything, and before he'd spend some time in a human body it hadn't even occured to him it could be differrent. In spite of his surperior nature, though, he already knew he wasn't exempt from it. The first time he'd sneezed had been quite a revalation...
"I'd be happy to stay for some small time," he said, "if you'll have me that is." He'd been slightly worried about finding a host in the human world, unsure about the customs as he was. But by the time he'd decided to go out into the world there hadn't been any human guests he could have asked. At least now he wouldn't have to attempt to bribe someone for a place to stay like some lowlife nobody.
Hey there, I'm sorry but I think I have to drop this one. I liked the idea, but playing canons really isn't my pieceof cake, or so it seems...
After he'd finished the meal and washed off his plate, it didn't take long for Zach to get bored. The last few weeks had been a constant string of making, executing and reajusting plans, and though he had occasionally found it tiresome, he missed it now that it was gone. He might be where he wanted to be, but his mark wasn't. He supposed he could try to read, but he didn't feel like putting up with the itch that handling some of the religious texts would bring. Besides, he was trying to play illiterate and it was far too risky to start moving books around.
Eventually he scrounged around for some paper and pencils, before making himself comfortable in the garden. The weather hadn't turned yet, and the priest had truely cultivated a wonderful collection of flowers. It wasn't long before he was absorbed in his drawing, tracing the outlines of intricate little flowers in crisp lines, petal by petal. If pressed, he would have to admit that it wasn't a very demonic type of hobby, but he'd always enjoyed it. It was in his nature to appreciate beauty, after all, and putting what he saw on paper grounded him. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice the shadows lengthening, or the light getting dimmer in the evening.
Eventually he scrounged around for some paper and pencils, before making himself comfortable in the garden. The weather hadn't turned yet, and the priest had truely cultivated a wonderful collection of flowers. It wasn't long before he was absorbed in his drawing, tracing the outlines of intricate little flowers in crisp lines, petal by petal. If pressed, he would have to admit that it wasn't a very demonic type of hobby, but he'd always enjoyed it. It was in his nature to appreciate beauty, after all, and putting what he saw on paper grounded him. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice the shadows lengthening, or the light getting dimmer in the evening.
Ok, I can think of two suggestions:
1. Sasha wakes up before he can be injected, in his right mind.
2. Sasha is injected, but the drug doesn't kill him, only paralyse him. His 'other' mind wakes up and finds it can barely move.
1. Sasha wakes up before he can be injected, in his right mind.
2. Sasha is injected, but the drug doesn't kill him, only paralyse him. His 'other' mind wakes up and finds it can barely move.
Autharyx didn't bother to hide his interest as Viltex started to tell about his past. He wanted to ask so many questions, but he didn't want to risk getting his cover blown. Better just to wait and see what the other would tell out of his own volition, than let something drop that would make it painfully obvious he hadn't lived amongst humans in his life. There were plenty of points he could imagine it could go wrong on. The parent thing for example. Sure, he had some vague memories from when he'd just hatched, but overall his species was a solitary one. Eggs were guarded ferociously, but once they hatched they had to carve out a life for themselves. And he'd never even met his sire, so he couldn't even begin to imagine what it would have to be like to live with a father.
Still, he made an effort to try and picture the life he must have lived. The trees he was familiar with were squat, gnarled things overhanging the water, but he'd seen the larger forests from afar. He had walked through something similar on his way to the village, though nothing quit as impressive as Viltez was describing. How small he must have felt, just a young mortal with trees towering above him in every direction. Or perhaps it had been normal to him, and he felt big once he left the confines of the woods. Autharyx might feel quite insignificant at the moment, but that might only be because he remembered what it was like to be a dragon. He still was a dragon, of course, but still. It was different on two legs.
"It sounds like you've been on your own for quite some time," he finally said carefully. Twelve, that was young for a human, right? He was pretty sure they tended to place special meaning on the decades they had lived, so it made sense for that to be a significant portion of their lives. As he tried to figure it out, his gaze was drawn by the tail that was waving in front of his face. At the moment it was hard to imagine anyone could mistake it for a belt, alive as it looked flicking this way and that. The fur looked like it would feel soft to the touch, and Autharyx' hands were itching to reach out where they lay on the table.
"Still, you seem to have done well... for yourself... with the..." He couldn't quite help himself. The next time the tail passed by, he moved his hand forward over the table to his fingertips traced the underside of the tail where it passed over them.
"Er... with the house and the job and all," he finished sheepishly, glancing at the other to see if he was being particularly impolite.
Still, he made an effort to try and picture the life he must have lived. The trees he was familiar with were squat, gnarled things overhanging the water, but he'd seen the larger forests from afar. He had walked through something similar on his way to the village, though nothing quit as impressive as Viltez was describing. How small he must have felt, just a young mortal with trees towering above him in every direction. Or perhaps it had been normal to him, and he felt big once he left the confines of the woods. Autharyx might feel quite insignificant at the moment, but that might only be because he remembered what it was like to be a dragon. He still was a dragon, of course, but still. It was different on two legs.
"It sounds like you've been on your own for quite some time," he finally said carefully. Twelve, that was young for a human, right? He was pretty sure they tended to place special meaning on the decades they had lived, so it made sense for that to be a significant portion of their lives. As he tried to figure it out, his gaze was drawn by the tail that was waving in front of his face. At the moment it was hard to imagine anyone could mistake it for a belt, alive as it looked flicking this way and that. The fur looked like it would feel soft to the touch, and Autharyx' hands were itching to reach out where they lay on the table.
"Still, you seem to have done well... for yourself... with the..." He couldn't quite help himself. The next time the tail passed by, he moved his hand forward over the table to his fingertips traced the underside of the tail where it passed over them.
"Er... with the house and the job and all," he finished sheepishly, glancing at the other to see if he was being particularly impolite.
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