Demonic Reveries (Damon's Interest Thread)

[DamonHuntington]

Hello, and welcome to my interest thread. Before you proceed reading, I strongly advise you to check out my Ons/Offs by clicking the appropriate picture in my signature, to see if there is compatibility to the way we devise characters. The same rules that are inscribed in my O/Os thread apply here and in all website interactions.

Before we delve into my specific interests, here are some pieces of information that might be useful:

Current Status: Not Actively Seeking, Accepting New RPs. New ideas are welcomed and shall be considered, but the chances of me searching for a new RP are currently slim - except if I see something that truly calls my attention.

Current Roleplays: These are the active stories I'm writing.
- Tasting Hell, with Vlexia.
- Hawthorn of Night's Pleasure - Lorian Clinic, with SweetSerenade.
- The Taming of the Wild Lass, with Neithriel.
- A Mercenary's Hunt, with Ryven.
- Dance With The Devil, with StrawberryDream.
- Tenebris Amoris, with ShatteredSymphony
- Wolf Wars, Group Game.

On-Hold Roleplays: These are the inactive stories that haven't reached their closure.
- N/A

Completed Roleplays: These are the stories that reached a conclusion.
- N/A

Writing Excerpts: Here are some samples of my writing for your perusal. The name of the character, the type of personality and other relevant information are all listed in the spoiler tag.

Julian - Plot-Based, Commanding, Assertive

Julian knew that defending the dinner hall would be of no use. Either the action would be prevented by the warriors defending the gates of the castle and he'd be a sitting duck inside the castle, or the full army of the Scots would be overpowered, which would imply that standing in the hall would be a death wish. No, he needed to move fast and come up with an alternative plan; one that made a difference inside the battle. He knew that if he ran after the lass, then he'd look like a shaggy dog looking for guidance due to the fear of imminent battle. "No, it's time to think on my feet, I'll find a lie to explain this later."

He dashed towards the kitchen, knowing that this area of the castle would contain two crucial things for him: an exit to the outside and a boy eager to get money. Kitchens needed to receive fresh shipments of cooking supply on a daily base, which required all of them to have a connection to the external world; also, they employed many young servants that always were in the lookout for some extra coin. Julian opened the purse that his lord had given to him, grabbed an iron coin from it and stopped one boy that seemed to be on his way to the castle's pantry by shoving him against the wall.

"Stop right there", the Commander said as he looked in his eyes. "I am not a very patient man, so I want answers fast. If you don't waste my time, you'll get this. If you do that, you'll get this instead", he said as he showed the coin in his hand, and then closed the fist around it in a threatening manner. "What's the closest path outside and into a fortified tower?", he inquired abrasively, raising his hand to motion that the boy should lead the way.

Julian and the servant raced to the exit and into open space once more, to which the boy made the motion to lead him to the tower. "Wait right there", he said, putting the coin in the boy's palm. "I take it that you know how to go unnoticed, especially with such a confusion going on. There's more money from where this came from", said Julian as he pointed towards the coin in the boy's palm. "I want you to sneak into the armoury and grab a longbow and an arrow quiver without being noticed", he said incisively and sent the boy off with a nod of the head. Once the servant was away, he separated two more coins - he didn't want running the risk of having the boy get greedy enough to try pickpocketing him - and stowed them securely in his hand, patiently waiting for the helper's arrival.

Soon enough he was back with the requested materials, which Julian took from his hand and gave the coins in retribution. "Tell no one", he said, knowing that if word arrived about his meddling before the situation was taken care of, then it would have all been for naught. With that said, he rushed to the fortified tower and climbed the stairs, entering the circular premises in a rush.

When he set foot in the tower, all eyes were looking at him. "Pretend you're supposed to be here. People fall for lies that are fed to them with an assertive stance", Julian thought to himself as he remembered his training. He waited for half a second before he spoke loudly. "Hey, back to your positions, I didn't tell you to get out of your post without my permission. For those that are wondering who the fuck I am, I am for now your Commander, orders of Lady Fergusson, and I shall have your full obedience while I'm coordinating the defence in this tower. If you still doubt my word, just look at the fact that the weapon I have is of your own kind, provided by your Lady herself, and question no more. Now resume your positions, or I shall have you whipped after this is done", said Julian as he strode with confidence to one of the openings of the tower.

No one seemed to question his lie, or at least no one seemed to desire questioning his lie - which was good enough for him. He needed more information on the McAlisters, though; a battle fought in the dark is always a swift loss in the prowl, according to Julian's teachings.

"Debriefing, now. Who are the McAlisters, what is their main objective and what do they intend to do with this attack?"

Dane - Smut-Based, Domineering, Half-Dog, Exotic, Non-Consensual

The finger rolled inside Niko's mouth, exploring each inch of its surface as the thrusts in his ass intensified. The Ausar, however, growled in a threatening way when he noticed that his fucktoy was attempting to look over his shoulder towards his face. "Eyes down, bitch. You don't get to look at me while I destroy you", the half-dog claimed, pushing his head down with one of his hands to show Niko his place. The knots were tugged on, the second one of them pressuring the entrance of the constricting hole from the inside.

"Don't close just yet, slut, I want to fill you some more", the Ausar snarled, driving six more inches of his humongous shaft into the boy and slamming the third knot against the entrance. "Before I fill you, though, you're going to beg for that to happen. Your voice will echo in these caves as you open your mouth to ask for more and more."

Dane kept rocking the two knots inside, the pointed crown of his dick sliding against the walls and leaving a trailing pressure sensation in Niko's innards. The half-dogs balls were now filled and heavy with cum, slamming against the boy's body with an audible sound of flesh meeting flesh under the pressure of violence. The eight-foot male howled, deep into the other man's ass, his fingers of his lower hands clutching the boy's ass and pressing harder and harder.

It was then when Dane noticed the pool of material on the floor of the cave and grinned satisfiedly. "Ah, you're liking this, aren't you, bitch? You're enjoying being made to receive my huge cock and feel the pain of being made so wide with me inside. You know that you like being put in your place, slut; being forced to stay with your ass up while you're reamed for hours and hours without stop."

A stronger shove was driven inside Niko, grinding both knots against the gland that released the sticky strands of pre-cum through the other mercenary's dick. Upping the ante, Dane increased the strength of his visual imagery as he made each shove blunter. "Seems like you always wanted to be made this full and helpless, to be pushed down on the floor and abused until you cannot speak anymore and your mind can't complain because of what you're feeling. Pain and pleasure, bitch, this is what I'm going to give you, burying this dog-dick of mine into you until you can't think of anything else but being my cocksleeve. Beg harder, bitch!"

Viseroth - Plot-Smut Hybrid, Manipulative, Demon, Shapeshifter

A faint call was heard in the depths of Hell.

... lest... bethiliyan... kust...

"Well, well, well. Someone's trying to mess with the occult again", said Viseroth to himself amusedly. People attempting to conjure arcane demons was actually a very recurrent thing to happen - at least for his standards, considering how many eras he was alive. With a handwave, he kept distracting himself, forcing his servant to keep sucking him. His appearance was currently in a more demonic form, his black horns curled atop his head, pointing outwards from his hair, which was dark as a starless night and reached the middle of his back in a cascade. Still, that visage was nothing but temporary. As a shapeshifter, Viseroth was able to take whichever form he preferred - a resource that he customarily used for his own delight and the torture of whoever he wished to corrupt.

Sudden, a burst could be felt as the gateway opened. "Ah, maybe this person is not as dim-witted as the previous ones", he claimed, wondering how the conjurer garnered enough force to open a portal so clearly. The offerings were not the key to the whole process, for they were just a display of intent; the power was the crucial element. This twist of events led Viseroth to a certain degree of curiosity - after all, few people knew how to conduct a proper summoning, and even fewer that knew how to do so would take their chances, as the results could be lurid. "This person's either very dumb or very strong, but I know that I can have my way with them", Viseroth chuckled in amusement. It was at this moment that he made his decision: he threw his servant out of his cock directly to the floor and stepped on her. "I'll be on my way. Don't move until I tell you so, or you know what will happen."

With a quick display of his own form of skill, Viseroth transformed into a mosquito. The reason for this odd choice was based on the fact that he did not want to be seen - after all, he was smart enough to first assess and then decide. As the portal swirled he flew towards its direction, crossing the boundary between worlds as swiftly as possible. In the other side, much to his surprise, he saw a tanned sorceress - completely donned in her robes and with a silvery gaze that indicated the colour of her soul. Her appearance was akin to a druid or other kind of spellcaster that made use of the nature's forces, which was made even clearer by the tattoos that covered her body. "Ah, so that's how she did it", the demon thought to himself, still in the form of a mosquito.

As he finished assessing her, Viseroth thought it was the time for his great entrance. The demon flew until he reached right next to a tree, blinking to a human-like form in an instant as he leaned against it. His wings appeared in a puff of darkness, spreading large and wide behind his back for a split second. The draconic appendages were soon retracted into the body, as quickly as they appeared, as Viseroth raised his voice to speak to the priestess. "Looking for me, perhaps?", he asked as he gave a sideways grin, knowing fully well that he appeared on a place that the conjurer wouldn't be looking for, but that she might have picked his visage with her peripheral vision before he spoke. Even still, he wondered if she would be startled by his sudden appearance. "I hope not, that would make things much, much more interesting", Viseroth thought to himself as he waited for her response.

[DamonHuntington]

These are the plot ideas that have been running in my mind and that I'd like to write. The highest the rank of the idea, the strongest the craving is currently.
Please note that these are just general overviews, as I prefer to discuss my stories in-depth with the person that's writing with me. Furthermore, please take notice that I only write male characters.

Plot #1: My character is a psychopath that has no concern for anything other than his short term desires. His desired victim now is your character, a police officer that has been on his case for a long time - my character wants to bind your character up, use him/her as he wishes and leave her locked when not abusing her until she learns her lesson to never cross his path again. This will be a path of breaking, mentally, your character.

Special Information: I'm not looking for any romance to happen between these characters, this would just be about the power. There will be no love involved by my character, but if you'd wish to write yours like that, you'd be free to. One-Shot Story. Can be MxM or MxF. Open for non-exclusive Doms, switches and subs that can play assertive characters.

Plot #2: Your character has discovered about the BDSM world and desires to learn how to be a Dominant; because of that, your character seeks the aid of my character, a long reputable Master, to teach yours the tools of the trade. The contract my character set up with yours, however, delineates that part of the lessons will be physical, so your character gauges the effects and the results of the techniques used. With each lesson, your character sees him/herself enjoying being under control more and more, and they realise that they are more of a sub than a Dom.

Special Information: High prevalence of BDSM elements. I want someone to play a young person, someone with a certain degree of arrogance and the "I can do it all" mentality of a person that just became an adult. Can be MxM or MxF.

Plot #3 - Your character and my character are supernatural creatures - up to discussion in any form, but my initial devised scene is an angel and a demon. Still, despite their differences, they end up getting some interest in each other and wish to taste a little bit of their different realities. My character slowly learns how to be caring and compassionate, while your character begins to enjoy the subtler sides of the darkest emotions.

Special Information: Can be One-Shot or Long Term, with a distinctive preference towards Long Term. The duality between wanting something and feeling it's wrong is the greatest component of this story. Can be MxM or MxF. Open for Switches, Subs and people that do not enjoy Dom/sub.

Plot #4: Money and power can get nearly anything to a person, and my character knows that. He is a rich businessman that takes part in a highly secret society - this society believes that a person can get more power and influence by slowly depraving a pure individual, and for that reason they have multiple rituals of sexual nature. Owing to that, your character is hired by my character to run some errands, and as time progresses he begins exposing your character to multiple forms of corruption and the teachings of the society.

Special Information: Contains a high amount of public sex and corruption. This story happens in a modern setting. Exclusively MxF, and only with innocent characters. You do not need to write a sub afterwards, but writing a character that leans towards subbing is preferred.

Plot #5: My character acts as a model for an agency, and for that reason he knows quite well how to use his body to get his way around. Your character, his boss, seems to have some latent interest on him, and for that reason my character decides to exploit the chance to have some control over her.

Special Information: Can have romance or not. Exclusively MxF. This story does not necessarily have BDSM elements, although it can have them. The scene is compatible with multiple characters and/or with a multi-writer approach.

Taken Plots:

Despite being known as the best dragon-slayer of the kingdom, my character is an arrogant and cocky misanthrope that sends everyone away. Your character is called to work with him in a job, leading my character and yours to be together for a period that at first seems to be interminable... but as time goes by, your character discovers that my character is not as bad as he seems at first sight. He, in fact, sends people away due to an unresolved death of a person he loved in the past, and this wound never healed.

Special Information: My character will be very annoying at first. Potentially sappy story depending on the way the events go. Can be MxM or MxF, with a tendency towards MxF. This story doesn't have BDSM undertones.

[DamonHuntington]

These are pictures that I wish to use in future writings, either as inspiration or as the face claim for a character. Please note that I am very versatile when it comes to images - for that reason, the type of image will be indicated in the spoiler tag.

My Characters:

Nick Bateman (Model)

Black Knight (Photo)

Partner's Characters (Male):

James Crabtree as Dmitri Dubrovsky (Actor)

Bartek Boroweic (Model)

Partner's Characters (Female):

Marina Filipović Marinshe (Model)

Samurai Girl (Drawing)

Scene Inspiration:

Red Leaves

Fishnets and Red Sheets

[DamonHuntington]

The songs below inspire me to write something, but I can't put a finger on what. In case you have any ideas, please feel free to send me a Private Message.

Papa Roach - One Track Mind

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtsIo-RZqCI

Blood On The Dancefloor - Call Me Master

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbQhaLUxyb8

Good With Grenades - Bruises And Bitemarks

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=36714VSOchI

Divide The Day - Fuck Away The Pain

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlXBlnS3yZw

Neon Hitch - Fuck U Betta

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSSlOUSwBLI

- Notice: The link provided is an altered Nightcore Male Version.

3OH!3 - Touchin' On My

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wAvdozCTRGs

Nickelback - S.E.X.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Os7KKD8dZHU

- Notice: Yes, it's Nickelback. Judge me.

[DamonHuntington]

January 26th, 2017: Structured the main parts of the thread and removed the plot that is currently undergoing discussion from the list.

Some sections, such as the Picture Interests, are still a work in progress.