So this is a stupid little idea, basically MC is the former foe of a group of magical girls come for his revenge, but he's kind of a shadow of his former self after having been defeated by them years before. YC is actually pretty interesting, you're free to play a single one of the girls or multiple members of the team, it's up to you. The idea being she's "retired" from the magical girl world and has been living life as a normal young woman in her 20's - early 30's when her life gets up ended by the return of her old enemy. But where once was fear and hatred...now she just kind of feels bad for him. "Wow, you really had nothing going for you besides fighting a bunch of middle schoolers huh?" The story could go a few ways, ultimately resulting in them hooking up, possibly with him reforming, or with him somehow corrupting the girls, really the possibilities are endless. 

I just want one reliable rp partner. I don't think that's a hard ask. Everything you need to know is on his f-list profile.

https://www.f-list.net/c/alex salt

A man identified as "Pierce T." has been instrumental in keeping the interest and money flowing through the black market throughout the years from various kidnappings of cute women, feeding them into the world of slavery via rich customers and obsessed perverts. While he is just one fish in a large pond, he is important to powerful people, and if something goes wrong... someone is there to help him. Most of the time, his victims either don't escape or are NDAed into secrecy with legal threats and large sums of money (if they successfully escape with their lives).

Pierce is instrumental in the following (and if you're willing to throw your characters into the care of this pervert, you can play these too!):

Abductions
(Either from a bedroom, off of the street from a club, wayward hitchhikers, cute girls walking home from college...)

Interrogations
(Not scary, painful ones - ones where a girl is gagged and slowly stripped by her interrogator while she tries to answer his questions through a thick gag...)

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He took his phone, started taking pictures of her while she started explaining who she was, what she was doing here... "Oh, what am I doing?" he whispers to her. "Sorry. This lighting... I think it captures you very well." He sits down on the table in front of her, turning his phone to show her the artistic photos of her, bound with her hands at her sides... "What I did was, I looked up how to set color temperature in this room. So I can flatter you with every detail. And so you look even more delicious in bondage like this... but go on. Continue. Maybe if I like your answer, I'll let you go..."

Ransoms
(A girl and her captor are both waiting for a large sum of money... and the captor feels a need to keep himself entertained, with her...)

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"Where are you going, babe?" he whispers into her ear. His hands on her shoulders, keeping her planted on his lap - on top of his erection, grinding himself against her as the vibrator in her panties worked its magic... "I haven't received my money yet. Where are you going to go? You're mine until they pay. That means..." His hands cup her bra, digging his fingers into her breasts... "That means you get to be my delicious little stress toy. And, my sweetness, I am so stressed... I feel like I have such things I want to tell you about."

"Kitten Despicing"
(A general term for breaking a girl's will before putting her up for sale - forced orgasms, teasing, general girl enjoyment... some pain may or may not be involved, some terror also may or may not be involved - all up to the discretion of the other player!)

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The poor girl was now managing to only terrify herself moving around her cell like that. Her arms chained to the ceiling, but her legs free, a nice big gag in her mouth... he swung the crop at her thigh, just barely missing but the air moving against her skin made her freak out. She backed herself into one corner of the cell, the chains around her wrists rubbing them raw... he stood in front of her, listening to her pant... sliding the tip of the crop between her thighs, gently nudging it upwards to elicit a whimper from her gag. "Don't move," he whispered to her, in a tone of voice that suggested he was going to do something very scary if she did. He moved up to her... behind her... moved her to the center of the room, pressing her body against his... "Hold that crop between your thighs. If you drop it, I am going to take away your panties."

Damsel in Distress/Peril Play
(Sometimes money-making plans don't work out... and girls need to be held in danger while the cowardly villain makes his exit, to be rescued at the last second...)

I will update this thread with writing samples as the muse calls to me.

Sex, seduction, and creampies ensue along with blowjobs, face-fucking, and facials.

I'm a femboy sub looking mainly for doms. I am also willing to RP female characters for males. I love dirty and sexual RP, but am willing to rp outside of just that aswell. I'm pretty open to most suggestions and down to try new kinks or fetishes, but have some that I will not budge on.

I really enjoy the creative aspect of RP, so I try putting some level of detail into each message, but won't pressure you to do the same, just what is comfortable. The use of reference images or videos is a huge turn on for me, so if you're the same that's a plus.

All I ask is respect and in return respect I will give. 🩶

**Kinks**: rape, corruption, impregnation, pregnancy, rough sex, defeat, twisted romance,pet play,mind break,collars,story,world building, humiliation, slavery, violence, moral degradation, enemy conversion,

**Limits**: vore, scat,

**Post Length Min/Max**: please just try your best

Plot: 

**Beast takeover**

A solar flare hit the earth destroying the modern way of life. Then shortly after animals started to grow more aggressive as they became stronger and smarter. Soon the beasts ravaged through the cities causing chaos as people were still recovering from the flare. Despite their looks these feral beasts were stronger than any human and even rivaling humans in intelligence. 

Now a new war has begun one that will decide humanity's fate as conflict erupts throughout the globe*

(Size difference, race play, lots of sex, minimal to medium guro/gore)

That's the whole idea! Come tell me your problems, then kick the shit out of me, call me a stupid bitch, whatever you're into!

Very kinky, very open minded. Go crazy!

See ya sooooon~

Superhumans have existed for 19 years now, the strongest of which a heroine names "Cosmic Queen (name pending)" which happens to be your classic super strong superman type. Now after nearly two decades of solo work and a touch aging she has decided on building up a successor and sidekick "Prince Conquest".  Her civilian identity closely knit with the 19 year old boy she has taken under her wing, the question is how much "private training" and personal stress relief will she assign to her younger sidekick.

(very open ended, like civilian jobs or her personality. Play a omni man homelander type who exploits her sidekick or maybe a more heroic superman type who happens to fall in love and get turned on by her successor, many takes and approaches but have fun with the premise) 

That's it for my mad ravings, lemme know if you're interested on the post or message me

If you'd like to discuss and roleplay those sorts of ideas, feel free to send me a message! I hope you have a great week!

P.s I'm gonna have a rest for today, so I'll get back to anyone ASAP. 

Isadora (nsfw) was once a proud knight for a kingdom of futanaris. With a cock as big as her greatsword, she helped slay many a foe... and lay many a partner. That is until a curse was laid upon her. An unbreakable ring making her cock barely a few inches in length... disgraced, she now travels a Fuck or be Fucked world in order to find a way to break her curse... or maybe she may find happiness in being a sub.

The setting and premise will be decided as a group, but the general flow of a Fabula Ultima game is that greater and greater villains will threaten the world and it is up to you to stop them.

I'm hoping the game to be lewd, the only mechanic I can think of to tweak is to allow both heroes and enemies to take advantage of defeated characters. And of course I'm planning to make extra horny monsters for encounters, with potentially sexual abilities.

If you're interested, let me know.

I'm open to any sort of age and kinks so the ideas could possibly get more taboo, if that's something that an idea goes to. 

Heaven as Seen from Prying Eyes [Western/Horror]

Fifteen miles outside of Dodge City, "Old Chaps" as they called him curled against a pathetic fire. He whistled a tune that barely made it through chapped lips, his beard uneven as demanded by his uneven razor. He didn't mind how the wind blew, or how the clouds spit rain or snow... He just sat and whistled an old song, hummed by his mother when she carried him, sang by his father before he was gunned down outside a bank in the evening sun.
Life hadn't been kind to Old Chaps. And as result, he grew wrinkled at thirty-- his spine curled at forty, and now at fifty years he had nowhere else to sit but here in the rain. Whistling.

Cresting over the hill, where the grass was greener, was Sofia Silver. The people didn't sprout kindly, where she came from. And so she wasn't kind either.

With a gloved paw she reigned her horse in as she felt smoke invading her senses, attacking the sinuses, and her expression soured as she heard his wicked laugh.

"Getting the Hell out of Dodge?" He didn't have to crane his neck far to see her, his beard sagged along with him. Young, and pretty. She just about crossed twenty. And here she was with a vest over her blouse, a wide-brimmed hat sagging in the light rain. A rifle and strap hitched to her chest.
"Yes sir, you're Old Chaps, sir?" She asked, he nodded. "Fellas talk about you often."
"Yeah? What do they say, girl?"
"They say they use you as a marker... They say you got the Devil's laugh, and they say where you sit the Devil makes his supper."

"Ah." Old Chaps sat up, his powdery face half in the black smoke. Sofia curled fingers about her revolver. "And uh, you agree with those fellas girl?"
"According to your laugh I should, sir." She bit her lip. "I'm headed to see the Howlers. So I guess now that I crossed you I've got to be nervous, don't I?"
"Ah."
"And before you anything, know that I got to. Know that the Howler boys have kidnapped six townspeople, and a dog for supper. I think you should've seen them crossing, right? Did they have people on their horses, those Howlers? Why haven't they killed you, old man?"
"They don't kill me, 'cause they don't know me."

Silence. Sofia tried to swallow her tongue and move on, the sun was waning and bugs began to bite.

"What'd you say Old Chaps?"
"They've never killed me, I think... because I've never looked them in the eyes."
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Sofia Silver is off to rescue a group of kidnapped settlers from "The Howlers." A group of wild-people who would rather rob and kill than join civilization. From this post it may seem like I want to write a novel... Well, that's because I kind of do.
As far as the erotic conditions go, you will be one of these Howlers (or many), though his disposition and character are left completely left up to you.

Christianity, and the Occult are the themes to keep in mind whilst writing about this. Presumably, Sofia is crawling into a world completely unknown to her and will come out the other end "reborn," for the better or worse.

We can talk in further detail about ideas and how to write this out should you message.

Hard Limits: Underaged Characters, Gore (in a sexual context), Unrealistic Proportions.

 

Nancy Drew and the Rich Men's Cult [Psychological Cult Mystery]

Nancy’s car cut through the darkness like a tack. 

The moon had long arrived in River Heights, and settled at its post. She was stopped at a green light, the streets were empty and the world was black. It was the entry road that led straight into the lungs of the town.
Unconsciousness still wore itself on her skin, she didn’t find it to be a flattering look- she brought up a hand and slapped herself across the cheek. Her tiles squealed as she yanked the vehicle made of thin metal across the intersection, and wedged the small thing precariously between the roadside and a little drop that led straight into blackberry bush.

Her finger felt the top of her car and eventually found the button. The overheads beamed in a sickly but eager light. It broadcasted Nancy, and her frantic disposition. A car occasionally passed as she collected her spilled papers and brought them back into chronological fold. What she held in her hands now is what held together her entire world. If it was lost, gravity would cease to exist as the Earth stops spinning around the sun.

It had been eight long months of this. Bess had left immediately after graduation- joining her mother in trying to run some sort of upstart in California. Nancy didn’t care what the company was, nor care. Crossing the state lines cut their relationship in two. She was too busy with the ‘case.’ 

Bess’s face had slowly been eroded down to nothing in Nancy’s memory. It had been replaced by the strange projections of twenty others. She had slowly narrowed the view overtime, and all twenty missing persons had been reduced to one profile.

Sex: Female

Age: 19-21

Race: Non-discriminatory 

Education: Attending College

One by one, they all lined up to go into the woods, and disappeared behind a thick wall of trees. There were only three resurfaced girls to her knowledge. Two in recent memory, one in ‘65. That particular victim had changed her name and presumably moved away immediately afterward.

The testimonies had little to no foundation, and only a weary smattering of evidence. And the strange written all over them- like they were dangerously close to being radio show UFO sightings. First, there’s the ‘Crazy Girl’ Nancy Evans. She was fine before she entered- and then something snapped her brain like a branch. Oddly, she was deemed a conspiracy theorist by the local paper despite only being able to say “wheels” over and over.

Then, of course there was Rosalyn Draper. She cemented the strange by recalling the strange machinery and droning noises. 

And the mystery girl from ‘65 was the most infuriating piece of the puzzle. Nancy stepped in while her father was away from the County Sheriff’s office three months ago. There was a cool cat deputy there who liked hunting, cars, and Nancy. He’d helped her look for the case file, but it had seemed to slip through the cracks.

Sometimes the timeline shifted and shivered. Sometimes two people would go missing in the woods. Occasionally, no one would go at all. Nancy accounted for all of it. On average, something happened every two years. Like a weatherman’s forecast, what would happen during that period of time was inconsistent. Maybe there was a failed attempt now and again. Someone that did not fit the profile would vanish, and then their body would return to the respective families. 

Every turn was another shadow, a sad article in the back of a newspaper, filed away in the back office of a dying business. An older townsfolk who “didn’t want to get into all that sadness” when questioned. 

Nancy had a thought that gave her pause. The edges of the papers she flipped through ceased licking at her thumb. 

‘You haven’t gone into the woods yet, have you?’

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I'm a big fan of classic detective media and I thought spinning the themes of her story and giving it an erotic/government conspiracy twist would be fun. Hope you think so too. Prior knowledge of Nancy Drew media is not required.

The idea is a kind 'satire' of previous Nancy Drew works.
A convoluted, and adult mystery where Nancy finds herself under scrutiny for chasing after the ghostly shadows of several missing persons. The town of River Heights wants to forget these people. The Detective doesn't.
This is a critique of people. It explores topics of corruption, the nature of femininity, and common-people who turn a blind eye to evil for the sake of their own comfort.

Video games: 

*Souls games

*Overwatch 

*Resident evil

*Apex

*The last of us

*Fallout 

*The walking dead Telltale 

*Ark survival evolved

*Alien vs predator

Cartoons: 

*Teen Tians 

*Disney movies 

*Ben 10

*Adventure time 

*Steven universe 

*Dc and Marvel Cartoons

*Avatar the last airbender/ Legend of Korra

*Scooby doo

Anime: 

*Naruto/Boruto

*One piece 

*MHA

Tv shows: 

*The walking dead

*Game of thrones

If you have any other universes you'd like to roleplay in, let me know! But as far as I remember these are all the shows/universe I know! 

I typically write up to 1-3 paragraphs, also depending on what I’m given to work with. If you’re interested would love to go over more details through EcchiTexts, I’ll be waiting 

I recently had a dream that left such a strong impression on me that I thought it would make for an incredible RP. I’d love to find some writing partners to explore it with!

The Setting

-FxFxM, adventure, survival, romance
This takes place in a bleak post-apocalyptic world, not one overrun by monsters or constant threats, but simply... empty. Civilization has crumbled, and survivors are few and far between. The greatest dangers come from unstable ruins, decaying infrastructure, and the unpredictability of nature.

One of the biggest mysteries of this world is that people don’t seem to grow old, they perish young. The reason was never explored in my dream, so that’s something we can develop together! The survivors are young, inexperienced, and left to navigate emotions and relationships without the guidance of those who came before them.

The Story
-At its core, this RP revolves around three characters - two women and a man.

The two women meet first, forming a cautious but deeply emotional bond in a world where love has no definition. What starts as a fragile companionship slowly grows into something tender and intimate, stolen touches, lingering glances, and embraces that fill an emptiness neither knew they had.

Eventually, they encounter a male survivor. His arrival shifts the dynamic, bringing jealousy, uncertainty, and new emotions to the surface. One of the women finds herself drawn to him as well, further complicating their fragile connection.

I’d love for this to evolve into a beautifully complex polyamorous relationship, one filled with moments of jealousy, hesitation, and slow, aching growth as they learn to trust and love each other in a world that has nothing left to offer them but each other.

Beyond the Romance

While the relationship is central to the story, I also want there to be larger forces at play. In my dream, one of them was captured by a group of genetically enhanced people who controlled a population of clones that did their bidding. That could be an intriguing antagonist, or we can brainstorm another kind of struggle or conflict for them to face together!

I’m looking for partners who enjoy character-driven storytelling, slow-burn romance, and rich emotional depth. If this sounds like something you’d be interested in, let’s talk! I’d love to shape this world and these characters with you.

For the story above, I don’t have any fully developed characters, just a story seed I’d love to explore.
However, I do have two fleshed-out characters with established backstories, though they aren’t tied to a specific plot yet:


The Setting:

Pairing: F(Me) x M
Genre: Fantasy, Drama, Tragedy, Romance? (Maybe~), Adventure, Action
Elements: Magic, curses, and a whole lot of emotional chaos

The Character:

A wonderfully chaotic redhead who is way in over her head, not that she’d ever admit it. By day, she works in a tavern, playing the part of someone who has everything under control. By night, she sneaks out, caught between survival and self-destruction. She's teetering on the edge, but she has a goal: protecting her sisters, an orphanage, or something just important enough to keep her from breaking entirely.

She can fit into many different dynamics, but she works best with someone willing to take charge of her messy life, someone who will guide her, protect her, and not let her ruin herself completely. She doesn’t make it easy, though. She swings between extremes: pushing people away, then clinging desperately when she finally finds someone worth holding onto.

If you're up for an emotionally intense, story-driven RP where drama, danger, and passion collide, let’s talk!

 

The Setting:

Pairing: FxM (Me)
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic, Fantasy or slight Sci-Fi, Drama, Romance, Dark Themes, Political Intrigue (If you help me lots!), Adventure (eventually), Action (perhaps)
Elements: Some magic, war-torn world, power imbalance

The Premise:

I’m looking to play a male character, his race is open for discussion, but the key element is that my character possesses some magic. I envision a setting where, for one reason or another, his kind ended up in your character’s world, preferably a modern, Earth-like one.

Whether they arrived as invaders or by sheer accident, the result is the same, war broke out, and though my character’s people may have “won,” in reality, no one did. The world is in ruins, and survival is brutal for both sides.

The Story:

The core of this RP is about perception, power, and change.

My character’s people don’t see humans as people, they’re viewed as less than vermin. But that belief is about to be challenged.

On a whim, my character takes yours as a ‘pet’, keeping her despite it being forbidden. Their relationship starts off dark and rocky, built on imbalance and mistrust. But over time, he begins to see her differently, struggling with emotions he was never meant to feel.

I want to explore the slow, complex transformation, from disdain to obsession, from control to devotion, until he would pluck the stars from the sky for her love.


For all my RPs, I expect my partner to put in some effort, so if you reach out, don’t just hit me with a hi and call it a day. Give me something! Tell me what you liked about the idea, what set that little creative spark ablaze, and what kind of chaos you’d love to dive into with me. Don’t stress about perfection, I care way more about enthusiasm, creativity, and effort than flawless writing. So if you’re interested, slide into my messages, I have a habit of answering everyone~

 The context here is something we can establish between us, but I’ll list some examples. The consistent themes among all my fantasies are corruption, dubcon/noncon, and maledom. I also like cheating, age gaps, interracial, and attractiveness gaps, so tell me if you like any of those. If you see something you like in my linked preferences that you especially like or want to avoid, don’t hesitate to let me know.

I’ll list a few prompts here. We can choose one of these, blend some, or create from scratch, but hopefully they inspire something or give you a better idea of what I’m looking for.

 Broken Kingdom: The orcs are outside the gates, surrounding the city. Last night, the Princess met with their captain to discuss terms. Something is wrong. She’s been talking all morning about the unjust treatment of the invading army, of rebuilding the kingdom, and worst of all, opening the gates. Today she’s going to make an announcement to the kingdom that the orcs are her honored guests, and she’s going to confirm that with her marriage to their captain.

Classic Blackmail: You fucked up. This time, you really fucked up. I caught you in something that will get you surely fired and destroy your reputation. I’m going to force you to do something for me, film it, and demand more, until you’ve become nothing but a little toy for me to use as I want.

Size doesn’t matter: She’s always been above the superficiality of her peers. Always reminding her boyfriend to forget what they all say, that he’s the perfect size for her. She’s not into all that posturing that other guys do, trying to be tough and dominant. But ever since she bought this locket around her neck, something’s been just a little off. Her boyfriends bully, of all people, seems to get the best of her. She can’t help but feel a little satisfaction doing what he says. Can’t help wanting his approval. Can’t help but get a little curious about the rumors around his size. Not that it matters…

The Generous Pervert: The big dance tournament is coming up, and her team has a chance to compete! But they need to raise enough money to go. So here she is, on the creepy neighbor’s porch, asking him for money. He invites her in while he gets the check, asks her about her routine and uniform. Makes his comments to make her feel dirty. I’m going to wear her down, manipulate, gaslight, until she needs my approval. Come explore the manipulation of this naive cutie.

 Hope these give you an idea. I like some build up before we get to the good stuff, a healthy dose of tension and transformation. As roleplays go, I’m limited on the time I spend here each day, so I’m flexible about reply times. Feel free to express what you really like. I like knowing my partner is into what we’re writing.