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Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

RE Something dark. What i want. You have me interested girl Let me know if you are still up for it. Regards, Crow11 said Hey everyone! How's it going? This is a thread where I plan to tell you in detail what I'm looking for in any upcoming rps. I've taken to the dark side, wanting something demon lord related where the character I role-play with captures and dominates mine. I'm fine a lot of dark kinks and hope to have some included in this. I want someone to be able to handle a character that will be reluctant and that will try to fight back through a lot of the role-play, not always but definitely be prepared for defiance. Tie her up, smack her around. Do whatever. I would like it to be very plot strong to add meaning to all the inevitable sex that would occur in it as well. The whole idea and craving has occurred after reading a story with such things occurring, I enjoyed it way to much and want to have something to continue from it. To get a good idea of what I have in mind il give you some kinks that are likely to occur, hopefully. Pregnancy Bondage Virginity Torture Pain Lots of cum Exhaustion Demon world Demon lord x Human Defiance Fantasy Cocks Slavery Hidden Romance Send me a message if you wish to discuss further. I've recently read up on a couple of kinky stories, one involving vampires that caught my attention. It was very clever in the way it was set out and hopefully someone can re-create it in our own way. Il cut to the chase on details. The main area of the story is feeding and what it requires and the commitments it creates. When a vampireBeing your character chooses to feed on another human, fairy ect.. The action itself must involve sex, to put it plainly. So in order for the vampire to feed he must fuck someone. There is also another part to this oh so interesting development. When feeding on someone that persons thoughts, memmories, ideas ect.. Become intwinded with the vampires. The vampire is able to know where his 'feeder' is, what their feeling and what their doing at any time. So yeah, thats that and i think this could become something really fun and interesting. Again involving the kinks above and more of course. Click to expand...
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

RE Something dark. What i want. We now have colour and some added details. Bump!
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

RE Something dark. What i want. Bump!
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

RE Something dark. What i want. hmmm... I have looked over this craving and might have and idea, say there is a female demon hunter that gets captured by a demon much more powerful than her, a demon of power and lust. and he basically steals he virginity and makes her his rape slave for a while and even muses about making the human girl bear his child. eventually she escapes and tries to seek out help for other hunters to cleanse her to the demon's curse. she starts taking other mission only to find she is not the only one doing any hunting. the demon is seeking her out wither through minions or his own means and making her his sex toy again. does this sound like an interesting plot?
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

RE Something dark. What i want. First of the year, BUMP!
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RE Crow's Thread. Dare to look? Declaring myself back.
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Still looking for partners! BUMP
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

Looking for a big bad wolf.
Thread: Crow's Thread. *Craving Werewolves!*

Last attempt looking for a partner! Fingers crossed. x
Thread: A game of my own making. A willing player / test subject out there somewhere?

Sounds interesting! Would you care if a male plays the female character?
Thread: A game of my own making. A willing player / test subject out there somewhere?

Lilark said Sounds interesting! Would you care if a male plays the female character? Click to expand... Hi, I'm perfectly okay with males playing a female character so long as you're capable of managing it convincingly. That being said I'm afraid I currently have discussions ongoing with two other people about this game so I'm currently not going to be accepting any more requests right now. Though if you like I can send you a message if that changes and a slot frees up, I just don't want to take on more than I can manage to start with.
Thread: A game of my own making. A willing player / test subject out there somewhere?

Sounds good. Just let me know if you get an opening.
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

It was a calm morning, the air was cold and damp, but the sun was shining brightly and there was no snow on the ground. Granted, that didn't help the young boy sitting on the swing, about three dozen miles away from where he was supposed to be. He was filthy, his clothes where four, even five sizes too large for him, and settled around him in thick lumpy, dirty waves, making him look sort of clownish. There where tears in his clothes, and wet patches where he appeared to have bled on the filthy clothing. His hair, which brushed his shoulders was filthy and matted, tangled and covered in mud and leaves with a bit of dirt and grass thrown in. he almost looked more like a troll than he did a boy. That wasn't what was so... shocking, though... the most shocking part was the injuries that covered the boy's body. He had a severe bruise that ran almost the entire left side of his face, as if he'd been struck hard by something heavy and flat. There was a sharp gash across the side of his forehead that stretched from the middle of his hairline, to just in front of his ear. It had scabbed over, but it was red and inflamed and there was still blood coating the boys hair and face, showing that he hadn't had a shower since it had happened. There where other injuries as well. It looked as if his left arm was broken, the way it dangled uselessly. And the entire left leg of his pants had been torn off, revealing massive bruising there as well. Not to mention a multitude of scabbing that made it look as if he'd been dragged across something rough that had taken a great deal of the skin off of his leg. He looked like hell, he looked half dead... and the blankness in those brilliant emerald eyes wasn't helping. Granted, with a head wound like that, he probably had a fairly severe concussion. Those brilliant Emerald eyes was the only way to recognize who the boy was, the famous lightning bold scar was hidden underneath blood and mud. His hair didn't stick up at all, it hung in thick scraggly lanks, and even his glasses where missing. Only someone who actually knew Harry would recognize him at this point, but since no one realized he was missing yet, no one was looking for him. He had only been gone for three days after all. The Order wouldn't worry until they hadn't heard from him for four days, leaving the badly injured Harry on his own for at least two more days. If not more. Probably more considering the Order of the Phoenix was useless.
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Nathaniel Garrington was a relatively typical Wizard, well, Wizard student anyway, coming up on the beginning of his 6th year at Hogwarts. He was nothing particularly special. His grades were above average, but then again as a Ravenclaw that was simply expected of him rather than any reason for celebration. His family too was nothing special. Father a wizard, mother a muggle, neither of them from a family of any renown or prestige from their respective worlds. To all appearances, Nathaniel was simply another unremarkable head in the vast sea of wizards in the world. And yet, despite all of it, despite all his averageness, fate seemed to have chosen him for something. What that something was it was impossible to tell, but it was something nonetheless. He was out on a walk, something he often did during the closing months of summer, and normally it was another unremarkable event in his life, but today....today was different. Today, as he walked through the park, he saw someone sitting on the swing. For a brief instant he intended to pay the person no mind and simply carry on, but then he saw....he saw the horror of what had happened. The boy was hardly recognisable as a boy....for a moment Nathaniel thought it might have been some kind of Zombie....but no...this was human. Oh my god.... He froze for a moment, the shock of what he was seeing too much for him to comprehend in that brief second, but then he leapt into action, darting forwards, hurrying over to the boy. Wh-what happened? Can you hear me? He knew better than to ask if the boy was alright, it was completely obvious that he wasn't. At first, Nathaniel didn't recognise who this was, any distinguishing features buried away beneath dirt, blood, bruises and who knew what else. But then....then there were the eyes....and then from the tip of some of the blood the hints of a scar on the boys forehead. This was not simply any boy....this was... Harry Potter....? My god...what happened to you? Clearly he had been attacked in some way, but by what...by who? Death Eaters maybe? Well, the who didn't matter right now. Ok....ok think...think.... Nathaniel glanced around, nobody else in the area...good. Slowly he withdrew his wand from his sleeve, then bit his lip. Where to even start? Nathaniel had studied some medicine, one of his potential career paths was to be a Doctor after all, but these injuries....this was beyond him. Ok....let's.....let's just get you moving a little... He pointed his wand at Harry's leg, attempting to try and at least patch the wounds up enough that Harry could stand without too much pain. Just tell me if this feels worse alright? I just need to patch you up a little and then get you back to my house....my parents are away so you'll have some privacy there
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Nathaniel couldn't help wincing himself as he worked on the wounds....somehow they were even worse than they looked...the internal injuries...he could feel them back through the healing spells....they were horrific....beyond cruel. This was....even Death Eaters would wince at this level of pain and cruelty. But who else could've done this? Who else would have done this? Still....if Harry was alive...then it meant he had escaped whoever did this to him. After all, why do this and simply leave Harry in a park? Well, all that wasn't important right now, all that was important was treating Harry as best he could, try to patch up these wounds. It wasn't much of a surprise that Harry couldn't speak right....more than likely there were injuries in his jaw that prevented him from talking correctly. That would come in time....but this wasn't the best place for healing everything. Once Harry was healed enough to stand and walk Nathaniel stood himself, motioning for Harry to follow. Ok....slow and easy....just...follow me and be nice and careful ok...? Nathaniel knew there were more injuries, but this wasn't the best place....there was still a chance of someone else coming along, or whoever left Harry here might come back. The two made a slow, steady walk back to Nathaniel's house, then came the stairs. Well....this wasn't going to be done on foot. Now that they were out of sight at least, it was easy enough for Nathaniel to levitate Harry the rest of the way, moving the boy slowly and gently up the stairs, then into the bathroom. Before Nathaniel could try to help, Harry was on the removal of his clothes by himself, stripping down shamelessly despite Nathaniel's presence. Perhaps he was either always like that, or maybe the injuries to his head had just been severe enough to knock his shame out of him. Ok....um...right... Nathaniel waited until Harry was in the bath, then pointed his wand back at the boy to resume the healing process whilst the taps were turned on, the water very slowly coming in. It couldn't be on too quickly after all, the water in the open wounds could only just make things worse. Alright....making some progress here....I'm sorry if this hurts....but there's no other way.... He slowly moved the wand up Harry's legs, intending to heal him from the bottom up, it made sense since that was where the water would go after all. But as Nathaniel got to the top of Harry's legs there was something.......unusual. Something very odd. Um...huh? He could feel back through the healing spell that something was slightly different internally with Harry's body in this area, and he couldn't help but stare. Harry....? Is....something wrong down here....? Was this normal? Or had something else been done to Harry? Some kind of spell or curse perhaps?
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Uhhh..... Nathaniel watched as Harry examined himself, and didn't seem to find anything strange with himself. Well....it was possible that Harry had always been like this. Or it was possible Harry had no memory that he wasn't supposed to be like that and something really had been done to him. Well....there was time to worry about that later. Right now there were injuries to heal. Slowly Nathaniel continued to move his wand up, though couldn't help but watch as Harry continued to examine himself, then just dropped 'himself' and went back to washing. I um....well...we can....worry about that a little later....let's uh...let's just get the rest of you fixed up first huh.....? Nathaniel found himself looking for a few more moments, then quickly away, up to Harry's arm when he asked about it. No wonder....it was broken in several places after all, so no wonder it was now the worst thing affecting Harry. Fortunately a broken arm was relatively simply to fix up even with Nathaniel's relatively limited knowledge. Sure it would be relatively obvious that an amateur had fixed it, but it would be fixed nonetheless and not leave any real scarring. I uh....well.....I think you're a boy..... It was an unusual question, but also a slightly more difficult to answer one than someone might think. Harry had the main parts of both....but then again he was right that he didn't have the other parts. Um...well...yeah...girls do have those...and since you don't then I suppose that makes you a boy doesn't it....? Nathaniel smiled slightly, trying to distract himself with working on Harry's remaining injuries, moving on to the hip and ribs once the arm was fixed. Harry.....your name is Harry Potter.....you don't remember? I....well....do you remember anything? Anything at all? Do you know where you were? Who you were with? What happened...? These were difficult questions, but he had to get a feel for what Harry did and didn't know. If it seemed the memory was something traumatic he would stop pushing.
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Well, Harry seemed to remember something at least....that was a start. Still, it seemed all he was remembering was more recent events just before whatever had happened to him...well....happened. Before Nathaniel could question further however, he felt his wand being gently pulled away, then watched as Harry examined it curiously with seemingly no memory of what it was. Uhhh...you....don't remember these....? I see... This was bad. If Harry didn't remember something as fundamental as magic itself then what chance did most of his other memories have? And now he had to explain it somehow....well....maybe that would help trigger some of Harry's other memories as well. Worth a try anyway. The explanation of what happened was painful just to listen to. From the sounds of things Harry had been through hell....and it wasn't sounding like a wizard had been the cause of these injuries. No wizard would use a gun after all....too messy, too imprecise....hell, Nathaniel suspected most wizards wouldn't even know what a gun was unless they were a muggle born, and even then he doubted many would be capable of aiming one well enough to hit a target that was running away from them, not unless they were incredibly lucky. Harry, you're not worthless Nathaniel smiled softly, reaching out to gently touch Harry's shoulder now that it wasn't so injured that a touch would've caused excruciating pain. Trust me when I say that you are quite an incredible person That much was true. Not just because of the whole legend surrounding Harry, no, he had more than earned a reputation as an incredible wizard in his own right. He had done things that nobody else would've been capable of. Ah...well....my name is Nathaniel. Nathaniel Garrington. Don't worry if you don't remember that name, I wouldn't expect you to, this is the first time we've actually spoke so you wouldn't remember me anyway He slowly reached out, gently taking back the wand once Harry was done with his examination. This....is a wand, for performing magic. Do you remember magic Harry? You see....I'm a Wizard, or at least a student Wizard, and so are you. We're about to start our 6th year at Hogwarts, remember? Does that name sound at all familiar to you? Sure something as important as Hogwarts would trigger something in Harry's mind, after all there was probably no place more important in the boys life. You're actually fixed, I used magic to heal your injuries. I'm not exactly a qualified Doctor but I've been studying healing magic. Fortunately your body seemed to do enough to keep you alive, then I just needed to finish the job of healing up the injuries that were causing pain
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Harry blinked at him a little. no, should i? he asked looking baffled as he held the wand before he laid down in the tub and started washing his hair properly now that it didn't hurt so damn much to move. he still had an ache in almost every part of his body, but that was easy to ignore. the water was black again, but Harry no longer cared, he was CLEAN, even his hair, which hung in soft sheets around his face. somehow it had grown down to his shoulders in the short month since school had left out. it looked nice, he looked nice. Harry had always been on the beautiful side though, even as a child. though the fact that Nathaniel could count his ribs was probobly a sign of worry. Harry blinked at the other, as if startled that he had been touched, and he flinched away from the contact before looking confused, as if he wasn't sure why he had suddenly been so afraid of a silly hand. ...incredible? Harry asked, sounding as if he thought Nathaniel had been sniffing spray paint. i'm not incredible at all, i think you have me mistaken with someone else. Harry stated simply as he tugged the drain clear again and watched the messy water drain out of the tub. i just want to be left alone. Harry admitted as he stood up in that surprisingly graceful way of his. he had always been rather... balanced. according to some of the Ravenclaw, Harry walked like a dancer. graceful and almost wary, as if he expected to be leaped upon at any moment. Nathaniel Garrington. Harry repeated, studying Nathaniel intently, as if memorizing him. we've enver talked before? then how come you know me? he asked looking baffled. oh, did we go to school together? i know i must have, because i know how to talk, and count. he muttered. a... Magic? Harry asked, scoffing as he shook his head. there's no such thing. My Uncle and Aunt have always said so. Magic isn't to be mentioned in the house, or i'll get punished. you shouldn't talk about it, you'll get in trouble. Harry stated simply as he grabbed a towel ad started drying himself off. completely uncaring that Nathaniel was there. he had no sense of shame at all. though this did give Nathaniel a chance to see the Scars. there was a circular one on his arm, looking like something sharp and round had entered him. there was a scar across his shoulder from the Dragon in the fourth task, and there was a scar on the inside of his right arm where Wormtail had drawn his blood. there where also worrying scars on the boys back, far too many long straight lines like someone had been hitting him with some sort of rod or belt buckle. something was very wrong in the world of Harry Potter. Nathaniel? do you know where i am supposed to live? Harry asked suddenly, sounding frightened. i... i don't know where i'm supposed to go... he admitted softly. i can't remember... he bit his lip, looking so lost and frightened in that moment that it was hard not to take him into a hug and try to comfort him. can i stay here with you maybe? i know how to cook, and clean, i won't be a burden, i promise. Harry pleaded, looking at Nathaniel with emerald eyes that looked almost haunted. please?
Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

This was very bad. Harry didn't remember magic at all...and yet...he seemed to remember other things quite clearly, living with his muggle relatives. Nathaniel had heard Harry had been raised totally ignorant of magic...could his mind have perhaps blocked out the last 5 years? Or maybe whatever had happened was so traumatic that it had taken on a personality Harry had during a less traumatic time. Though from what Nathaniel had heard, if Harry's pre-Hogwarts upbringing was the less traumatic experience then whatever the boy had gone through really must have been Hell. Though all the scars were an indication of that...but then some of them seemed to be older...especially the ones on his back. There hadn't been any particularly fresh wounds there....unless whoever had inflicted them had made a half-hearted attempt at healing them but ensured the scars had remained as some kind of reminder. Yes Harry....magic. It's real...how else do you think I could levitate you up the stairs or heal your wounds like that? Nathaniel smiled softly, then blushed as Harry stood naked and just started shamelessly drying himself. In particular, since Nathaniel was still kneeling, Harry's crotch was now at eye level for him....and he could get a better view of the boys rather.....unusual anatomy. A penis, a vagina, but no testicles.....Nathaniel had never heard of anything like this before, but then again this was a world where almost anything was possible with magic. There weren't any signs of a curse, at least none that Nathaniel could pick up on, so he could only assume that this was, for Harry at least, normal. Um.... Nathaniel was caught staring when Harry asked his next question, then quickly looked up at the other boy before scrambling to his feet as well. Ah, well...no...I'm afraid I don't know where you're supposed to live That was extremely secret information after all. Harry's address was known only to his closest friends and the staff of Hogwarts. Stay here with me? Ah, well of course you can. It'll be just the two of us, for a while at least, my parents are away and aren't sure when they'll be back, possibly not before term begins again Nathaniel did his best to give a comforting smile, motioning Harry for the bathroom door. Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes for now too The last thing Harry needed was to be putting on his old clothes. They were covered in blood and dirt, and even if they had been clean they were more or less ruined anyway from holes and rips. And once you're comfortable we can start trying to see if we can figure out what might have happened, or at least get you some of your memories back. I'm sure there must be something rattling around in that head of yours