Dark Clouds and Silver Linings

[Geraint]

Dark Clouds and Silver Linings
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A major revision of my previous Dark Clouds and Silver Linings thread with a number of changes. 06/25/2024
Added. deleted and rearranged 10/14/2024

If you have interest in an idea I post here, or have questions, please PM me.
Please also look at the first three posts of my O/Os and a few posts of my writing first.
And as a courtesy please do not post on this thread.

In all cases I will write only on forum here, and my character will be a heterosexual male.

In all cases, I shall be looking for a cis Lady or Dame of compatible style, detail orientation, O/Os and interests to play a female character or characters for romance or sexual stories.

My posts tend to be three to eight detailed paragraphs complete with setting, character backgrounds and emotions.  My response time is currently back up  to 2-7 days, real life allowing and not likely to drift above 14 days unless I am drawn away by real life.  In that case I shall notify partners in my signature, or by PM if it gets as long as two weeks.  My writing status will always be shown in my signature (and in my AAs for anything serious).  I’m flexible on partner response time and length, though I may well start to lose interest if posts are consistently short, lacking in detail or take more that three weeks for response. 

Any story idea I post here is flexible and quite open to different interpretations by potential partners.  As long as the overall story idea is maintained, I am quite open to negotiations on all else.  While the picture included is always the source of the idea, my partners are welcome to use photographs of their own choosing.



The Visitor (available
(PBP, Light - NC, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, SciFi)
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She is from an ancient culture on a planet circling a sun that was slowly dying in the far reaches of the universe.  And she and those with her are on a mission … to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where none of their kind have have gone before.  How long they have been seeking, none of them really knew.  Nor were they certain of the situation of the world whence they came.  Time moves differently in outer space, especially if one is in suspended animation.

But now her Starship is circling a strange new planet in space uncharted by them.  They’ve been circling what they have learned was called Earth for over a year of it’s time.  Given their advanced technology, their presence has gone undetected.  They’ve been picking up audio and video transmissions as a way to study the culture of the sapient lifeforms below.  But they learned long ago that the only way to truly understand a culture was to become part of it.

She was picked to be one of those sent down to various locations on the planet.  She was not an emissary but rather a student of sorts on a field trip.  She was to assimilate into the local culture and participate in it fully, especially carnaliy' stimulatory reproductive, activities, rituals and rites over the next ten Earth years until her ship returns and retrieves her.  She knows that there are others on the same mission, but not who or where they are, and she is not to seek them out.  She’s on her own, though not without her resources.  She’s very excited about her mission, and quite ready for any experience that comes her way.

I see this as a personal journey of assimilation for the Visitor (who would look and speak like people of the locale where she landed.  Her arrival would probably not be noted.  Her knowledge going in would be heavily influenced by earthen television and other electronic media intercepted by the spaceship. 

Her journey would also be a sexual one  as she encounters a series of characters: good, bad (written by me) and could include  anything within mutual O/Os
But all of this is subject to the ideas of the woman who chooses to play this idea with me.



Alone (available)
(PBP, BON - DubCon, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, Contemporary)

I'm not sure who this woman is storywise, (I do know who she is in RL) She's been hanging out on my desktop for a while.  What I do know is that she is all alone, at least at the moment and I'd like to have one or more of up to three guys fix that.  I'm sure she won't mind the company.

She might be a self made woman taking a well deserved vacation away from it all.  But then she might be the trophy wife of a self-made man who is away taking care of business.  Maybe she is a school teacher or college professor, taking a well deserved summer break. 

Possibly she could be a model in a scenic location after shooting was done for the day.  Maybe she is at home lounging by the pool, or at a quiet lake house. Or a cliff house overlooking the sea shore or at a clothing optional resort. 

In any case, she won't be alone for long.  It might be the older guy next door that she leaves her blinds open for, or the one who works st home.  It might be couple of the younger men who do the yard work and pool, work or the hunky cabana boy at the club.  Maybe one of her pupils stops by,  the handy-man, an uncle or inlaw, brother, nephew.  And maybe she even makes the first move.

I'm sure that is scratching the surface of possibilities, intents or serendipities
They just need sorting out.


Silken Woman (available)
(PBP, Light - BON, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, Historical, Fantasy)

She was what would in another era be called a sing-song girl, or a Courtesan in yet another.  But she had always been called a silken woman, which turned out to be very relevant to her current situation.

She was very good at her chosen profession, and her company much sought after.  But where another woman would have basked in the attention, the gifts and favors, the elegant clothing, and the status, she cared little about any of those.  And she had tired of being a lotus blossom floating on the vast pool of intrigue that was Chang'an ... the world's largest city.

No, she craved adventure, even danger, and her curiosity craved the variety of people and ideas that were as much articles of trade as silk and jade for the west.  And she was not at all above using her skills and talent to further her intent to one day make it to the other end of the Silk Road, to see what might be there.

So it was that she might be found at a strategically placed inn or trading post along the route (never in a bustling city), offering her services as guide and companion, or whatever else was required.  Most of her assignments were short ones, as there were very few who traveled the entire six thousand miles of the silk road.  The common practice was for trade goods to go from hand to hand along the way.  It was an exciting life and she met many new and different people and ideas.  But her real goal was to travel the entire length of the Silk road to see what was at the other end.

And as it turned out, her opportunity to do so came not from a trader or intercultural traveler … but rather from a warrior on a mission of vengeance.

Or perhaps it was someone else …


Groomed for Greatness (available)
(PBP, Light-BON, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, Fantasy, Supernatural)

The picture presents an interesting tableau, that could be depicting a variety of different scenarios.  But I think it safe to say that the three white haired gals are powerful women who seem pretty sure of themselves, and the other gal seems out of it ... but I'm guessing alive.  They could be Macbeth's three who will meet again, a trio of Bene Gesserit, a mini-gathering of the Lodge of Sorceresses from the Witcher, priestesses of a dark goddess ... on any of a multitude of possibilities

So,  Perhaps they are preparing to initiate  a new member into their coven, or preparing one of their own to seduce and marry the King … or an enemy.  Of course, they look so solemn that they could be getting ready to leave an offering to summon a demon or preparing to punish their overly curious house maid.  Given that they resemble witches, perhaps they are getting ready to tattoo her body with mystical symbols on the front and a map on her back, or doing a pre-natal checkup on Rosemary's Baby. 

Of course with them being so watchful, they could be attendants of the sleeping Goddess, or Fairy Godmothers guarding Sleeping Beauty's rest, or even finally in possession of a real Valkyrie to do their will on the battlefield.  Still, it's pretty kinky looking picture, so perhaps they are about to drip hot wax and wine all over her body, and indulge their darker natures?

According to Dame Periphery:  "These witches had once been part of the royal council but a new day dawned with a dead King and a new heir who spurned their sage advices. Hexes and charms and bending nature has not yet brought their new Lord to his senses. Perhaps human folly was a much better target. So they took the best of each of their charms, their gifts, and combined it with the various enchanted bits and bobbles they had around them - fruit and spice, milk and wax, wool and hay, and just a drop (okay maybe a few drops) of an elixir of desirability. A spark, then smoke, then flame, then fire, and what was left? She was the key to their regained status behind the throne of a King."

Oooh, I like that.

In any case, they can be whatever a willing Lady or Dame writer of compatible OOs and style wants them to be.  I've used this picture before for a story that never really got off the ground.  But my intent is to make it an entirely different story from the start, and I'm quite willing to negotiate specifics.


Continuing Education (available)
(PBP, Light - BON, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, Contemporary)

Ah, Continuing Education, where the American Dream still lives for those who would and could chase it.  One has to give up spare time and having a life, especially if someone is brave enough to take two courses in an evening.  But that is little to pay for career advancement or salvage, a new career entirely, a new language, a new citizenship.  And one meets others just like oneself, chugging coffee between classes five nights a week and maybe on a Saturday morning as well.  But it's worth it ... isn't it?

He saw her every weekday evening, between classes.  It had been that way for a while.   She almost smiled at him between sips of coffee, and he almost smiled back.  They hardly talked other that greetings in passing.  But they always made eye contact, perhaps more often recently.  Some day they might even pause to exchange names.  She didn't wear a ring, but she hardly noticed the other guys, even the ones who hit on her.

And as it turns out they will betaking one class in common for the forthcoming term.  One could almost imagine the scent of romance in the air, riding upon that of mocha ... Sigh.


In the Park (available)
(PBP, Light to-BON, Human Solo M/F, Freeform, Contemporary.)

He was walking home through the through the park that evening.  The night was still young and the muggers wouldn't be out yet, but there was a chill in the air that had him buttoning up his coat fully and turning up the collar in the back.  The weather station was calling the temperatures to fall below freezing overnight and with snow accumulations over of over a foot by morning and  another fifteen inches through the course of the day.

The city would be paralized, and already the mayor was calling for all but essential workers to stay home. And given it would be Friday it would be a nice long weekend to sit by the fireplace and read.  It would not be a good time for those who slept on park benches.  So it was more than a bit surprising to spy a well dressed woman laying alone on a bench beside the walk.  She was not well dressed for the coming weather, which was hardly her only peril, alone as she was, and she didn't seem to be injured.  And when she looked up at him in silent plea.

It unlikely that within the heart of every man there dwelt a knight in shining armor waiting to come to the aid of a damsel in distress.  But it was the case for him, he was quickly find out.

"Are you injured or ill Miss?"

She slowly shook her head before he could reach for his phone.  " She did didn't have the look of a druggie about her? and she didn't have the look of a druggie about her... 


She slowly shook he head before he reach his phone.  She didn't have the look of a junkie.

You' re really not safe here alone.  If you are waiting for someone, I'll gladly wait with you until they arrive.  Or I'd be happy to walk you home or to a safe place.

When she finally did speak, her voice was soft, and barely audible. 

"I have no place to go ..."

Enter the Knight in Shining Armor, stage right.

And also:  It Ain't Necessarily So

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