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  2. Mitsuko was not really less confused with the response she got but Shinigami took over, "It might have been the souls I talk about. You don't want to know what happens to them once they're captured. Or you already know.", she said mostly to Jumi. Mitsuko wondered what horror Jumi really saw but perhaps it was best not to dig too deep. She didn't like that girl, though. Something between the two baited her attention, though. What did Jumi mean? Shinigami looked confused for a second herself, "Hm? Did I say back? I said back, didn't I? I don't remember being alive before, if that's what you're asking. The damned relics existed for a while, thou
  3. Today
  4. It was true, the book itself did not speak to her earlier, but the same voice or at least it seemed to be. Jumi had thought there was a good chance it had the same source. Unfortunately she did not get an answer from the book itself. Still did not know if it would speak to her directly. Though maybe it would have given the same answers as Shinigami. “Something spoke to me, in a voice like that, at least.” She clarified for Mitsuko and maybe confirmed Shinigami’s suspicions of the actual voice source. It would not have been too surprising if that was the source, with all the undead around back there. There was one interesting thing
  5. Sett gets on a boat with his boyfriend and falls off the wagon and back into old habits! That old habit? Pussy! And you know what they say about old habits? Fits like a glove! Before he was part of a TV power couple or even a rockstar, he was a notorious womanizer (he even had a log-in screen for it), a different woman every week, sometimes two, three, even five women at once. But with the rise of his public image in Heartsteel came his iconic (and pretty profitable) relationship with Aphelios. This is a story of him falling off the wagon and cheating a lot. Lots and lots of cheating. Mooncake is adorable. Sweet, thoughtful, playf
  6. For how long I've been on this site, this will be the first time I try to make a list of prompts (minus my first attempt when I was super new and it HORRIBLY bare bones but that's in the past~) so here we go! With all of these I am look someone to play female characters! Look at my sheet of course for preferences, but some massive cravings are: Lactation, public sex, and domination loss/brat taming! I definitely lean towards more smut in the smut/plot ratio but with enough planning I am more than ok with having a good story! Tightening bonds with your Pokémon: In this one I am looking for someone to play a pokémon anthro character, which
  7. Yesterday
  8. I'm looking to do some hyper futa related stuff, preferably with Limebreaker refs/faceclaims versus an OC of mine. I really enjoy Limebreaker's art! So, I would like to roleplay something with a partner using their art as a faceclaim/ref and with themes such as hyper (extreme hyper?) and futa. For kinks, I would want crossdressing, feminization, futa is bigger and orientation play with a potential side or main focus on trans-positive/trans-affirming play. It could also just be orientation play based on an average male having a sexual awakening and going more girly-girly femboy from a typical casual/skate slouch or slob. As for chara
  9. I would assume so too, but I'm hoping to be completely sure if possible!
  10. I'm not staff but as long as it's not a minor in a sexual scenario and no private parts are showing through clothing then I'd assume that it is fine
  11. Hello hello~ So this might just be me overreacting, and I apologize if I am, but I really don't want to accidentally violate the Terms of Service. I was working on something for hours, then after I finished it, I realized that what I had showed something that could be considered inappropriate of a character that is canonically under the age of 18. I don't think it's too much skin or even a sexual situation, but I want to be absolutely certain before I just upload it. Is there some way for me to be 100% sure, maybe like asking a staff member and showing them? Thanks for your time! More specific information if it could help solve
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  13. Well I am very open in exploring any type of role play with the exception of only a few things. As a story teller I am fairly competent and will match my partners writing style. I enjoy a good give and take on both sides as we create this story together. Bonus if you are up for a side conversation along side the RP in a second thread. I have learned I enjoy talking through the plots as we develop them instead of throwing spaghetti on the wall and seeing what sticks. Looking for a long term partner to develop comprehensive stories. Hit it and quit it can be fun but I want story/smut On vacation right now and generally respond in even
  14. *her patient thumb twiddling off to the side is paying off!*
  15. When the magic finally recedes, it doesn’t leave emptiness, it leaves afterlight. We lie tangled, barely breathing, our bodies humming like vessels too full to still. Sweat cools slowly on my skin, and where our chests touch, I feel not just heartbeat, but resonance. Something new hums inside us, like a chord struck too deep to fade. The runes have gone quiet. They no longer glow, but they have changed, melted, rearranged themselves into a symbol that wasn’t there before. Neither of us recognizes it, and yet… we know it. It’s us. It is our bond. It is not a word, nor a name. It is a mark, burned not into our skin, but into our existence.
  16. We are past words now, past movement. Even our bodies, still joined, have quieted into a rhythm too slow for lovers and too steady for ritual. We are not fucking, we are fused. Every shift of my hips sends a ripple of pleasure into his spine, and back into mine. Every thought curls into sensation, every desire becomes action without action. We are feeling each other’s need in real time and feeding it. It begins again with his mind brushing mine like silk against fevered skin. A thought, barely formed: her mouth, and instantly I feel it, his memory of it, twisted into new fantasy. My mouth on his chest, warm and wet, my tongue tracing the
  17. I shift just slightly, just enough to tighten the seal of our bodies again. He’s still inside me, impossibly hard still, but there’s no friction now, no urgency. There is only pressure, presence, the kind of closeness that makes the world outside the sanctum feel irrelevant. His breath hitches when I move. I feel it in my own chest and I smile. You felt that, I think, not even intending to speak, just knowing the bond will carry it. His answer isn't a thought. It's a feeling. A slow wave of molten pleasure, like fingers sliding up the inside of my thigh. But his hands haven’t moved. I gasp. My back arches and my body clenches around
  18. Still want partners for something like this, I only have a couple of scenes going and I'd really like at least maybe one more!
  19. I’m still on him. His hands are cradling the curve of my back, thumbs tracing light circles at the base of my spine. Our bodies are slick where we joined… where we are still joined, still connected, but neither of us moves. We lie in a pocket of silence that feels bigger than the sanctum, a pause suspended in the aftermath of something so large, it can’t be named. My breathing is slowing, but I can feel his breath, too, not on my skin, but inside me. It’s not metaphor anymore. He’s in me… thought, sensation, weightless impressions moving beneath the surface of my mind like fingers drifting across silk. There’s no boundary. My own thought
  20. WickedCadrach is in my experience one of the best roleplay partners in the whole site. Her replies are always full of detail, and eroticism, able to steer the plot at hand in the right direction and a delight to read. Her creativity and her ability to maintain and increase sexual tension are second to none. Despite clearly being busy, outside of our roleplays, she has shown herself to be kind, comminicative, clear on her needs and expectations and patient when awaiting for replies. There's never a dull moment when she is around! 5 out of 5!
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  21. It doesn’t stop. The magic doesn’t peak and fade, like I was taught. It builds, and builds, and builds. We are joined, physically, completely, and yet the leyline’s current does not quiet. It floods through me in waves, not unlike pleasure, not unlike pain. It’s raw and primal and infinite. It doesn’t just touch us, it reworks us. I feel it in my marrow, in the smallest pulses behind my eyes. I feel it in the place where he fills me and the way my body grips him in return, tight, involuntary, needing. I gasp into his shoulder, nails curling against the sculpted plane of his back. His skin is slick, not with sweat, but with light, th
  22. His skin is fire beneath my palm… not heat, exactly, but presence. It is like touching something forged, something meant to be. My hand is still on his chest, right over the sigil carved into his flesh years before I knew his name. I can feel his pulse under it, steady, reluctant, but willing. The magic wants more. It pulses around us, through us. The runes on the floor are no longer humming, they are thrumming, impatient. The walls of the sanctum breathe with light, like a great lung has filled and now waits for release. The air shivers, and so do I. We’ve crossed the first veil, mind to mind, memory to memory, but the ritual is in
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