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Thread: Sune on your lap in skimpy short shorts [NSFW Images]

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Thread: Son of a Celebrity(LRDGRat + Celebstars)

It was not easy being the son of a Celebrity, not for 16 year old Andrew Brie. His mother, Alison Brie, was a popular actress - and quite attractive on top of that. He was never sure if his friends were truly his friends, or if they wanted to be his friend because of his mother. Or, even worse, using him as an excuse to get closer to her. Either way, it didn't matter in the end. He was selective of his friends. His mom was, of course, his biggest celebrity crush. He sat in his chair on his birthday, naked, jerking his long, thick 10 inch cock. On his screen were Alison Brie's sex clips. He was especially fond of her lingerie scenes and had them play in a loop as well - his favorite being form Get Hard. He had them muted, of course, not needing to hear the banter or anything like that. He squeezed his balls as well, finally cumming after several long minutes. He closed the video and headed into the bathroom that adjoined his room, shutting the door out of habit. A few moments later, he was in the hot steaming water of the shower, calming down and wondering what his famous mother had bought him for his birthday.
Thread: Son of a Celebrity(LRDGRat + Celebstars)

Alison Brie was introduced to her son not long ago, a few years in fact, it caused the disruption with her marriage and they divorced as she wanted to get to know her child after missing out on so much of his life. It made her feel terribly guilty and ever since she had showered him with gifts including a gaming computer, laptop, iPad and other gadgets. It was his birthday today, and with the recent divorce having made her nearly broke, she was very tight with money at the moment. Because of this, Alison was going to make him a breakfast, but she knew that wouldn't be enough, not for a birthday. Maybe a day out could be cool, but her budget wasn't going to make it a special outing. Climbing the stairs, the mother wanted to wish him a happy birthday. As she appeared at the doorway, she looked in to room and saw her son jerking himself off while looking at pictures of her. Her mouth opened in shock as she looked on. Then she saw his cock and was impressed with the size, even biting her lip. Shaking her head she left the doorway quietly and went to her room. In shock and disbelief, Alison thought about it and then hesitantly convinced herself that a good birthday gift would be herself. Getting changed, the woman remembered the video he was watching and got changed in to the exact outfit. She then called for him, and when he arrived Alison just motioned for him to join her.
Thread: Fx Any Some Medieval Fantasy Fun! [MxF primarily][Updated 7/23]

Bumpin this up!
Thread: Fx Any Some Medieval Fantasy Fun! [MxF primarily][Updated 7/23]

I think I'd certainly enjoy this kind of roleplay, if you're still interested.
Thread: Fx Any Some Medieval Fantasy Fun! [MxF primarily][Updated 7/23]

I made some major updates, so I'm bumping this up!
Thread: Mx Female Seeking nice girls with terrible judgment (LF: literate f sub, fantasy preferred)

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Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

What I mean is, when the occasion comes for you to think in terms of magic, what is the thing that first comes to mind? Numerology, the world as governed by numbers and formulae? Vancian magic, where spells are limited-use programs of a sort, needing to be prepared and expended? Astrology, which draws energy from constellations to influence the world? Or is your perception of magic something more intuitive, where one simply wills a result into existence?
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

I enjoy the physics-properties of magic tied to a general understanding of the latent energy in the world. Similar to willing, but requiring a knowledge of the combinations, practicality, and reactions of the elements needed to bring the result into space. I also enjoy entertaining the Gift idea of magic, but alongside counter of sensitivity and resilience in the knowledgeable Ungifted.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

Magic is a supernatural application of forces. I like maintaining the idea that even in a fantasy 'verse, the laws of conservation still apply, though it does make certain spells absolutely horrifying to consider.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

The first thought that comes to my mind when I think of the word magic is the Celtic kind. I think of changelings and fairy folk. I think of the feeling I get when something unexplainable is portrayed as occurring. I also think of the show Outlander and the movie The Mists of Avalon.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

The practical-minded me that loves science, always refers to this Arthur C. Clarke post as the closest thing we will see of magic Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. And if you think about that, and then consider 100 to 200 years back, if we showed the people of that era our... let's say cell phones. That would be considered magic, first and foremost. Maybe some technologically minded person would think otherwise, but the common theme would definitely be... maagggiiiiicc . And that's what I regularly use when I write any speculative fiction dealing with it. I'm such a lump in the log... I KNOW!
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

I guess I think something very stereotypically fantasy - lots of monsters and spells and potions and rituals and whatever but I loathe the it's magic, it just works excuse. Everything has underlying mechanics, I'm not saying it has to follow all the rules of physics or whatever, but it has to have some rules underneath it and if it's exposed to the readers it's even better. Especially because I think that narratively a clever use of an already existing item is much more exciting than just going with a new spell potion ritual whatever.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

Erit of Eastcris , good question by the way, and responders all have good points. From a writing point of view, I agree with slowbudget , a story is even better when the rulesmechanics are exposed to the reader and let me add your partner. Role playing has been a bag of mixed candies, some better than others. The best are ones when rulesmechanics are clearly defined.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

A natural order of things that still has rules, a way of reaching a desired effect by drugs, potions and changing genetics or affecting the world around that can still be explained by advanced science
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

Did that make sense?
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

I'm a bit late to the party, but I would like to offer my take on it. The first first thing that comes to my mind when I think about magic, is not the mechanism, nor the rules, but the possibilities. In effect, I think of the what and why first, and the how second. Yes, magic is not supposed to be the be all end all instant solution to any problem, and there should be rules and limitations governing its use, but for me it is often enough to know that they exist without spelling them out -- as long as the application is internally consistent. But it is more interesting to me to focus on what the magic can do, and why magic is needed to accomplish it. I would like to mention that Clarke's third law which IObviouslyWantSmut mentioned above is asymmetrical. Some feats of advanced technology may appear as magic to the uninitiated, but some depictions of magical feats cannot be duplicated by technological means, no matter how advanced, because they would violate the fundamental physical laws of the universe. And if the effect one is after falls into that category, there is little alternative to resorting to magic. As an aside, I would like to add that often what appears to be fictional technology is nothing more than thinly disguised magic. Time travel, shrinking rays, and their ilk come to mind. Personally speaking, some of the things that I like require magic so it features prominently in my RPs. That said, magic is a dangerous beast which, once introduced, must be kept on a tight leash lest it devours the plot and kills the story. Imagine the following exchange - The hero uses his magic wandtalismanabilityspellritualwhatever to erase the villain and all their minions from existence. - Um, no, the hero cannot do that. It doesn't work like this. - Why not? So now, you have to figure out how it does work, or at the least decide what is possible and what isn't, and keep it consistent throughout the story in order to maintain believably. Otherwise you get something like the following exchange - The hero can now use his magic wandtalismanabilityspellritualwhatever to erase the villain and all their minions from existence. - Wait, didn't you say it could not be done before, so how come it can be done now? - Um, because... reasons? - That's it, I'm outa here. Magic is a complicated subject.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

when I think of magic, David Copperfield comes to mind, or that cute asian guy that does sleight of hand on 'America's got Talent' show. Stuff like the Harry Potter movies are more like fantasy to me. Suspension of belief is a nice way of forgetting your troubles for a little while, so for me it's merely temporary escapism
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

Of course it is a temporary escapism, but temporary escapism into fantasy is exactly what many of us are here for.
Thread: What Is "Magic" To You?

Magic is something that can't be fully explained by science. Magic also often has a cost like mana. I looooove creative magic RP.
Thread: Hued as Rose and Wine (Ava & Erit)

Another dark and dismal night neared it's end. Voices melded in the background as ruby red eyes stared off into the distance. Nights had become rather dull in his absence. Try as her eldest brother might ,as the burly pale figure peppered cold kisses up her slender arms and to the delectable curve of her neck, the ebony haired girl's mind was elsewhere. Their latest guest laying upon the floor was gorgeous. Long soft golden tresses that draped down her back and soft pink lips remain parted. Her pale and lifeless eyes no longer held their former glowing auburn hue. Brother and sister toyed with the dear before draining her in the most intimate of places. Now, he had a craving for his sister who sat with a sigh upon a chair in her lavished room. The flames beneath the mantle reflected in her eyes and the heat licked at the exposed flesh upon her shoulders. Dawn neared and he had to be home soon. Mmmm... excuse me. She plainly said and left her eldest brother upon his one bended knee where he watched her slender silhouette walk away before disappearing past the bedroom door. A servant intercepted her in the halls of their home with news that she was aching to hear. That rather lax look was replaced with a sweet and sinful smile. The black crushed velvet of her dress clung to the slender curves of her breasts down to the waist and flared from the hips to a pool of fabric at her feet. Handfuls of the gown were grabbed as she hastened through the halls that they called home. Long tresses flowed behind her and modest breasts . Aerin! Even with her brother in sight the lady did not slow her advances and threw her arms around his neck . In her mind, nothing could take him away from her. He was indestructible and should the unthinkable happen she would not be too far behind. Her body pressed to his as though to make sure that he was truly and physically here. A tongue tying kiss was issued until she parted their lips, feeding him ragged breaths. Lyceus, thought to warm my bed.... She shook her head. There was no doubt as to who her favorite brother was and her personal Prince. Tell me that you're mine for the day Aerin.. While others slept, the twins could kill hours with one another. If the war came to cease, she could only imagine what trouble the two could get into with so much time on their hands. If Lyceus was smart he would no longer be lingering in their room, but the boys always loved a challenge. A soft hand raked through his thick ebony locks in adoration. There was no place that she would rather be than wrapped in her brother's steely embrace.
Thread: Hued as Rose and Wine (Ava & Erit)

And there she was, the lock to his key. His heart dared to beat as she called out his name, warmth in his blood at her touch. Aerin favored his sister with a smile, grazing her lip with his teeth as she kissed him and wrapping his arms around her at the waist, their forms moulding together like pieces to a puzzle long solved. Even when their tongues parted, he held his face close to hers, meeting that deep red gaze so similar to his own, breathing in as she did out and languishing in her... her. The mention of their elder sibling drew him from the pleasant haze, though, and his thin-lipped visage curdled in annoyance. Let the rat to a puppet, he dismissed the matter out of hand, the sound a stony rumble from his chest, he knows better than provoke me. Of all the current House Lacceta, only Aerin and their Father, Emmanuel, knew of combat. Lyceus had been turned before the twins, true, but he was craven and insipid, a rodent that the Prince did not appreciate having near his Aeren, let alone inside of her. But, it was her body, and he knew her heart and soul were his alone. One hand came away from his twin sister's waist, gently cupping and caressing her cheek as Aerin stole a kiss from her in turn, taking the lead in forcing his tongue past her lips and twisting it around her own, prodding that little spot he knew so well that always wooed her so. Then he parted, stroking her cheekbone with his thumb and nuzzling her forehead, a playful and content quirk to his lips. I can be, my dearest nightingale. He murmured gently, still holding her close enough to feel her every curve and twitch, It depends will you be mine? He knew the answer, of course it was simply a tradition of centuries between them that he ask and she reply. Speaking truths they knew by heart, but which set those hearts a-flutter to be heard, be felt. Last edited Jun 1, 2018
Thread: Hued as Rose and Wine (Ava & Erit)

Where they stood emerged a symphony of delicious moans that spoke volumes as to the girl's hunger and affection for her brother. It is as though the world simply did not exist outside of his loving embrace. Despite their long lives, the pale skinned beauty savored these precious moments. At his answer, a heat engulfed her entire being and brought forth a smile reserved for Aerin and Aerin alone. His touch left fire in its wake and her body ached from there thought of what was to come. A sinfully sweet smile danced across her lips as she practically fed the words to love of her life. But of course, my Prince. While many of their kin knew that the Lady slept with three men, they all knew that she was head over heels in love with her twin brother. Emmanuel was rough, Lyceus was too soft, and Aerin was perfect. However, their sexual endeavors was not what Aeren loved about her brother. He cared, loved, worshipped, and knew everything about her, inside and out. While Lyceus treated her like a porcelain doll in bed, her twin brother satisfied her to the point of her blacking out from sheer bliss. A rough love and pampering that was the best of both worlds. No wonder, she left. Her Prince Charming has arrived. While the lovely figure still hugged on to her lover, those ruby red eyes looked up to the lithe male standing at the top of the ornate stairs above the couple. There was blood left upon his bare chin, suggesting that he had played with a toy and done away with it. It was another flow of her brother, he was rather .... quick, even for a being with a vast amount of stamina. Perhaps there's room for one more? Fang to fang, the seemingly young beauty smiled and laughed in a delightful tone. Slender fingers laced themselves with that of her twin as she spoke to their elder brother. Aerin has had a busy time, unlike yourself, big brother. He and I have a lot to catch up on. Shall we? Her attention was all for Aeren and from here on it was their brother's funeral should he was wish to get in the way of this much needed tryst.
Thread: Hued as Rose and Wine (Ava & Erit)

The Prince of darkness showed only amusement in his face and posture, happily twining his hands with Aeren's own even as he seethed with annoyance within. Oh how he longed to cleave Lyceus into pieces before throwing the whole mess into the sunlight, but Emmanuel had forbidden violence between his adoptive progeny, and their Father's will had to be obeyed. Indeed, he replied instead, resonant tone a perfect harmony to his sister's gentle, lilting cadence, It has been a wearisome night, and I wish to relax amidst what is mine. A gentle squeeze to Aeren's hand, just enough for his finely-trimmed nails to pierce the uppermost skin a subtle tightening of his embrace, just enough to drive a breath of air from her lungs. Just enough to make his point. I am certain one of our many puppets will be overjoyed to serve you, though, eldest brother. I believe your favored butler, in fact, is waiting with baited breath. He shot the elder vampire a cruel little smirk, before hefting his sister into his arms as a groom would a bride and carrying her with a smooth, prowling gait to their room. If Lyceus reacted or not to his taunt, Aerin neither noticed nor cared the only thing on his mind being that which he was more familiar with than his own self. As the great wooden door clicked shut at the urging of his heel, the younger of the twins by three minutes was quick to set his sister on her feet, and quicker still to press her down onto the bed, lips greedily capturing her own as one hand tangled itself in her raven locks and the other slid behind her to squeeze her soft, pliant rear. His tongue, long and hot and moist with his appetite, parted her lips, sliding past her teeth and teasing the back of her throat. He had been away from Aeren all evening, and sought in that moment to restake his claim as her brother and lover, as the only one to hold dominion over her, as she did him. His eyes fluttered closed and his grip in her hair tightened, pulling her further into the kiss as he laid his weight upon her, a heady sigh passing from his throat into her own. After what could have been half a minute or half a year, he relented, drawing back from the kiss and smiling, even as a faint line of saliva connected them at the lips. Now, then, he murmured, light of breath from the neediness of his passion, and buried his face in the delicate curve of her neck, how has my other half passed her night, and how will she help me pass our day? He nipped at the tender, ashen flesh, his fangs sinking ever so slightly into her, before replacing the bite with a suckling kiss, squeezing her rump once more. Last edited Jun 5, 2018
Thread: Hued as Rose and Wine (Ava & Erit)

Her brother was the knight of all knights. Silently, she dared the all talk and no show Lyceus to push the wrong button with her beloved and to see that arrogant light in his eyes snuffed out. The Lady's rather alluring eyes , however, paid their eldest brother no mind and drank in the sight of her better half with his tightening embrace stoking the fire burning within. To see his sister completely smitten with Aeren had to be a stomach churning sight that sent their kin to walk off in a visibly dour mood, no doubt to drain the nearest pretty face that he could find and filling the empty void in his bed with the warmth of various puppets. Even hearing their sister's euphoric outcry as she was swept off of her feet and into his younger brother's arms had him silently seething with anger. Slender fingers softly caressed at her captor's cheek, as though she sought to memorize every perfect imperfection of her lover. The sight was familiar within the dark hallowed halls of their home brother and sister as publicly enamored as a newlywed couple. His was a scent that drove her mad with yearning the scent of sweat, blood, and pure virility. It was such a scent that Lyceus could only hope to achieve in his dreams. Even then, he would probably die trying. It was sad how quickly she missed his embrace as the raven hair beauty was placed upon her own two feet. Such a feeling was fleeting and swiftly erased as her breath was stolen in a heated and passionate kiss. The grip upon her backside caused her to feed her lover a moan in return amidst their kiss. In silent greed her back arched in a feeble attempt to get, if at all possible, all the more closer to the man. Soft hands slid beneath the hem of his linen shirt and slid up to the top of her warrior's sinewy back where her nails sunk into the first layer of his flesh and slowly raked down as she relished in the pain and pleasure sending shocks down the heat of her silken sex. Oh that smile. When their lips parted she was left feeling as though Aerin had sucked all of the air out of the room and had left her none. His smile was returned and lust laden eyes nearly rolled back as her brother knew spots that could drive her wild and turn her into putty in his hands her neck and breasts. My night is not worth mentioning, since you were not here. A small whimper escaped her lips as fangs met flesh and sent goosebumps to dance across every inch of her flesh. Mm... we have all day and I can think of no better way to spend it, than welcoming you home. By now her mouth was watering. If there was one thing about the Lady that could be seen it was that she loved bringing pleasure to Aerin just as much, if not more, than she loved receiving it. Please... She begged with a hungry sigh... I'm hungry for you, Aerin.