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Lightbringer
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seeking 1x1 role plays
MxM or FxM with me as F only for pairings
I enjoy heavy romance themes but I also enjoy
Supernatural, Sci-fi , fantasy, drama , adventure, angst, horror, gore + more
Some tropes
Enemies to Lovers
Royalty
Arranged marriages
Opposites attract
Forbidden love
Soul mates
Supernatural couples
Strangers to lovers
Villain x Villain
Mob Cop x Killer Types
Some simple sernarios I tend to use with feral rps are...
-Trespasser in other ocs territory
-Warring packs with forbidden love or some sort of arranged marriage to stop war .
-Hurt oc that is taken care of and falls in love with other oc
-oc that's Wrongly convicted of a crime and on the run from a death punishment or trial I write at a semi literate level or literate depending on muse, mood and situation Discord or DMs only! ..RP EXAMPLE.. - Watching the blue sky fade into an array of pink and red hues above her , Brooke padded out of the safety of the place she was hidden , under a thicket of brambles, marveling at the colors of the setting sun . With a huff at her growling stomach , she started towards the river picking out different scents , predators and prey alike . Watchful of others, in her own hidden kingdom , a territory far from the pack , that she’d found after days of restless searching…Driven away, she only had here to call home. Pricking her ears to the sound of rushing water , Brooke came to a halt , stopping when she came to the side of a steep downward slope to the bank, rocky and uneven . Carefully she climbed down , coming to the edge of the fast moving water , Brooke took a breath and slowly walked in until she was shoulder deep in it looking to catch fish .
- Brooke waded deeper into the river, Standing as stiff as a board, Movement flickered under the surface of the water, and she suddenly dove below the surface of the rapidly flowing water. She was small but well-muscled under her blue-gray pelt. She was used to swimming in fast-moving water in creeks and streams during the flooding season in her old pack’s territory, Called the creekside pack for a reason. Coming up for air she swam against the current with ease, a fish caught between her jaws. Brooke felt it violently thrashing in her maw, biting down she sliced through its scales until she felt it go limp. a scent besides the fish in her mouth entered her nostrils, looking around in a panic, she scented another canine with a faded wolf smell, and dog lingering underneath. Brooke was startled to smell a dog in her territory, she herself was half-husky, and a love affair between her father and a stray led to her birth. Unfaithful to his arranged mate, and her being sterile, they took Brooke and raised her to be the next alpha, after being abandoned by her birth mother and left in her father's care. Instead of fleeing she hid in the undergrowth keeping downwind wanting to see who was lurking around, This was her territory but she didn't want to fight, If Brooke could talk it out peacefully without fighting, she preferred that.
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Fall 
Night Weather: 
Fog Moon: 
