I don't do a lot of 1x1 games. There's a lot of stress on sex and ... I just find it easier to write in group games. I am open to the idea with a good partner. Apparently my dreams like to give me the best roleplaying ideas. I don't know what I've been doing to get some of these popping up but I guess I can't complain. I think they're great touchpoints for storylines. I'll list a couple here but I'll keep whatever synopsis brief as I can.
Otherwise, I currently have no ideas but you can skim over my fandoms list in my O/O if you want to tickle my fancy. At the moment, I would really love to do something with
Noragami, Deadpool or Giovanni Potage from Epithet Erased. I also dig on Zeraora from Pokemon, if you're ok with furries.
Fanservice fantasies (AKA Shit that came out of my dreams)
- Ouran High School Host Club - Haninozuka
MxF, romance, obsession, bondage/ownership, food, masturbation, voyeurism
It's not really a secret that I particularly love short men. Oddly enough though I had never been drawn to Honey before - probably because I'm not into shotacon and he's often shipped with Mori who is the opposite of what I find attractive. But Honey is more than just the role he plays as a cutesy, sweet-eating embodiment of moe. He's also a martial arts master, a serious bad ass who could care less what others think of him and 100% an actual adult... in spite of his stature.
I guess my subconscious wanted to remind me of that. (Even though I haven't actually watched this show in years.)
The overall feel of my surprisingly erotic dream actually fit the show. It was during the show's timeline - Honey was a senior and Haruhi was in the club. The dream appeared to have a brief prequel where Hani and Mori were hanging out. He was riding on Mori's shoulders and noticed me/my character moving into her new apartment. (No freaking clue why they were there... I'm not rich and was actually a foreign exchange student) He asked who I was and Mori couldn't tell him but I guess his interest was piqued. He stood on the other side of a fence (apparently standing on something that made him seem somewhat taller) from me and talked to me for a few minutes.
Flash forward to the time setting of the main part of the dream where I/my character was in that horrid yellow dress that is the Ouran female school uniform. I was bringing in catering items for the Host Club. (Apparently it was a rule of the exchange that I had to participate in a certain number of extracurricular activities in order to get my scholarship so I was in some sort of cooking club) Honey was sitting with a couple other hosts and a few ladies and asked again who I was. This time Kyoya was about and he began answering him before Honey cut him off and burst into his usual childlike glee. He yelled "She's pretty!" all happy-like and ran over to me. It was a sub-plot of the story that Honey had been going through some kind of late growth spurt and had gained almost two inches in the last year but our height difference was very apparent. He was just reaching 5'1 at this point and the only other time I had seen him I was under the impression that he was about 5'5 to my nearly 6' so it took me a while to place him in my memory.
Things slowly started to change in our interaction and I began spending more and more time in the Host Club at his request. He began to give me so much individual attention and overt affection that a few of the other guests became jealous but just as many had come to enjoy watching us together because they had thought it was some kind of motherly relationship. A few knowing glances were exchanged between the twins and Kyoya though and they warned Renge that if she thought that was what was going on she was very mistaken. They had spoken with Haninozuka while the club wasn't in session and - even more importantly - found out from Mori that much of Honey's behaviour had changed drastically since shortly after I came to school. (And Mori had caught him in a very private act more than once... or so it was implied...)
From that point on the story took a really quick and delicious turn. Honey started spending time with me outside the Host Club. He would hold my skeins of yarn while I balled them and he'd always be present when I was cooking anything. One afternoon in the kitchen of my apartment he cornered me and began licking frosting off of my fingers before making his interests even more obvious (because I can actually be somewhat clueless at times). Over time it had become impossible for me to look at him with the same platonic adoring fashion that a lot of the other ladies did and once he came on to me so forcefully my resistance was shot. It turned out that he really was a nice guy who loved sweet stuff and cute things but he was also very outspoken about exactly what he wanted and very aggressive at getting it. He became very possessive of me - literally. I belonged to him under no uncertain terms. His little shown scary side could come out on occasion when it came to our intimate relationship. He was primal, dominant and overwhelming.
And that really is the least of it...
- MARVEL -Deadpool and Gambit to a lesser extent
MxF, romance, dirty talk, fantasies, ass worship, true love, loyalty, sexual exploration, SuperxNon-super, cat and mouse...
^ Quite relevant to the story actually
I have this Marvel universe OC that is very much based on myself. I had been writing her up and playng her in a tabletop game for nearly a week straight when this happened. She's tall, voluptuous and rubenesque. Strong but soft and a bit chubby with spindly dreadlocks and gray eyes. She doesn't have the best self esteem because I don't. But likewise for giving a fuck about what people really think about her. Her only superhuman ability is that she can sing in order to psychically connect to and communicate with animals around her.
Sadly, since this dream is old I have forgotten a lot of the details. But I will write down what I remember.
There was a very large and prestigious auction going on in a rich waterfront district in her usual stomping ground of Chicago. A few of the items were worth incredible amounts and there was something in particular that was under heavy suspicion of being stolen that evening. She worked with a few other humans in her vigilante group and they basically did good for good's sake... however they could. Unfortunately there were other things going on that evening and she was one of the few best suited for covert operations so she had to take on this guarding task alone.
Gambit (clearly still a thief in this dream instead of an actual Xmen) ended up being the one person on a list she'd been warned to look for who actually showed up. She tailed him through the more public areas of the establishment before his intentions became obvious. He was a lot smoother than she expected though, and he had been able to swipe the small device from it's case without her knowing. At that point he played an obvious game of cat and mouse with her, and even verbally egged her on flirtatiously. He was always a step or two ahead and lead her on a winding chase through the building. Sometime during all of this, Deadpool slowly entered into the picture. I'm not entirely certain what his motivations were but I know they had something to do with either Gambit himself or the item that he had. They were both kind of a bit in each other's way and had no idea who the other was (no surprise there - she was really small fry). I remember she asked her teammates who this goofball was and our info guru could only give her some general information.
Before long, Gambit lead them into the building's access ports for electricity and the like. She had been trying to keep her mind on her task so she did her best to ignore every comment Wade had thrown her way but was becoming more and more frustrated at the teasing ones Remy was tossing back. Gambit scurried up a ladder leading into the ventilation system and she followed quickly with Deadpool on her heels. (Maybe it's because I'm told by many my rear is one of my best features but I definitely gave this character 'dat ass') after they reached the top and had to spend a portion of time crawling through the metal vents she was very self conscious of her big hips narrowly fitting around some bends and Deadpool was entirely smitten by her rear end and kind of lost focus of his mission - at least temporarily. He made a few lewd remarks but mostly it was dirty thoughts going on in his head. Unfortunately this chase scene didn't go anywhere for either of them as just as she caught up to Gambit he caused an explosion and left with a wink and a derisive remark.
She didn't take failure well and immediately moved to try to fix it by contacting her teammates - most of whom were unable to respond. For some reason Deadpool decided he was going to help her - at least temporarily. At first she was very wary of his offer but she went along with it. And the more he found out about her the more he came to admire her. For her part in things she had been through a lot in life and had sworn off romantic relationships so it took a bit to convince her but she eventually came around. No explicit sex actually happened in the "story" part of the dream but as narrator/viewer I got to see not only the dirty fantasies in my own character's head but in DP's as well. The dream was actually fun but it ended too early to get a definitive ending.
Many moons later I seemed to have had a dream that picked up some time later in their story, see here.
