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Cause "I Love You's Not Enough", I'm Lost For Words... [M4F]

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Word association Game!

Deity

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Welcome

Poems

Meet me in the air.
If I'm floating to Heaven, Linda, meet me there.
And if I'm falling would you care?
Would you answer my prayer?

Meet me in the air.
'Cause Heaven is only Heaven, Linda, if you're there.
My God, may I be one that you spare?
Even if I've been unfair?

Meet me in the air.
Don't make me wait, Linda, don't leave me there.
Why do I feel despair?
Why don't you move and only stare?

Poems

One day I'll die, and you'll forget my name
If life's a game, I've failed to play
And have failed to say things better said aloud
To God I should've bowed, but it's too late
I'm at my end date, yet all this could've been prevented
If God would've invented a better race
To take our place, or maybe I'm ranting
Or perhaps chanting a better chorus
The world could sing for us

Poems

Hopefully there's not a forum for this already. Admittedly, I didn't check.

I intend for this to be a place for me to throw up my poems and read later, but if others would like to share their poems here too that's cool

It's Not Addiction | Dark Romance

" 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 "

Plot

A man/woman struggles daily to survive, caught in a cycle of frustration and hardship. They despise the idea of a typical 9 to 5, either because they find the routine stifling or because their difficult attitude prevents them from holding down a job. Their life is a constant battle, barely making ends meet, overwhelmed by what other people handle effortlessly.

One night, out of curiosity or desperation, they stumble upon the dark web. Suddenly, they’re confronted with a hidden world full of dangerous opportunities; local contacts seeking someone to sell their illegal goods, or anonymous bidders willing to pay thousands to watch live gore and violence. They observe without shock or disgust, their emotions dulled by the darkness they’re witnessing. Nothing truly interests or repulses them; they remain detached, simply observing the possibilities.

Their fleeting curiosity is interrupted when they receive a 30 day eviction notice. Panic sets in. Desperate to pay their rent, they try to find quick work, applying here and there, jumping from one short term gig to another. But their attitude or inability to conform makes it impossible to keep a job. As the days slip away, their options dwindle. They’re running out of ideas and time, with homelessness looming just around the corner.

In their desperation, they recall the dark web’s promise of easy money, the illicit opportunities they glimpsed before. With no other options left, they indulged.

2 months in, they have customers coming to the alley just a few blocks away from their house to buy the drugs they're supplied. They're shipped the illegal substances, sending half their profit to the shipper every week. The man/woman even indulged in going live as they beat a person to death for attempting to rob them. It was a quick 200,000, and they liked the thrill. Day by day they get pulled deeper into the dark web.

Out of all their customers, there's one they see almost everyday, a slightly younger man/woman. The younger person often struggles to come up with enough money for the drugs they buy, but desperation helps them find a way to get it. Whether it be selling their body, or street gambling. Their addiction was obvious as they were often sick and shaky when coming to the alley. They were often a bit nervous around their talkative dealer. After some time, the dealer notices the addict's homelessness and offers them a way to get easy money.

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Extra

Pretty much I want the plot to progress with the dealer's acts becoming more unhinged, all for the money. The addict is more reluctant and scared to do such things, but the dealer promises them money and drugs. At some point the addict becomes attached to their dealer, associating their need for the drugs they supply to a need for them. They become willing to do anything to please the dealer and the dealer takes advantage of that.

Dreamt Love | Romance/Fantasy

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Dark Themes/Partners please

What sort of fandoms are you into? I'm basically mostly into JoJo _(obviously) but would be happy to detail some of the characters there, some are great for dark romance/horror and whatnot, especially the villains.

(I admittedly prefer things somewhat lighthearted even if dark, if that makes any sense - so even in the case of dubcon/noncon/horror it still ends "good" rather than hurt. Not sure if that kills the vibe for you or not - there are times where I will be willing to go fully dark, but those are a bit more rare.)

With my character, you'd be writing MxM, and he leans heavily submissive. _{(This is my first time responding to a post like this, hopefully it wasn't too much information or too little. orz)}

@Tribs

I'm into all the popular animes: The big three, fairy tail, jjk, aot, seven deadly sins, assassination classroom, blue period, food wars, demon slayer, dr stone, fullmetal alchemist, ect.

I never really watched or read Jojos, but I've been considering reading it.

Mxm is fine, actually preferred. And, noted- Lighter endings.

Dreamt Love | Romance/Fantasy

KANUH'S CURSE:
Romance in a world of fantasy.

KINGDOM OF LAKERO

The kingdom of Lakero was once a mighty and feared empire, thriving thousands of years ago as a hub of trade and diversity. Its streets were filled with humans, vampires, witches, fairies, and all creatures of the sort. They all coexisted within the kingdom. At the heart of this realm stood a royal family of witches, led by the formidable King Kannon, a ruler whose power and reputation instilled both awe and unease.

The kingdom's peaceful lifestyle was not easily protected. King Kannon and his army, composed of creatures and magicians of all kinds, waged brutal wars to protect their domain. Victory often came at a dark cost, as the conquered were enslaved and paraded as gruesome spectacles for public entertainment. The royal family’s twisted rituals included cannibalism; traitors’ flesh was consumed as offerings to Chryso, the ancient deity and great grandfather of the king, who was believed to have forged the kingdom itself.

Chryso’s legacy was the mysterious and potent magic known as Xanlyn, an arcane power passed down exclusively to the royal bloodline. This magic was unlocked through bodily sacrifice and mastery of the sacred language, and its users were said to possess unparalleled strength. Yet, what most did not realize was that the royal family’s magic was not natural but drawn from the elusive and dangerous realm called the Veil. Said to reside in between the worlds of dreams, nightmares, and excess magic, where reality and fantasy intertwined.

The birth of the king's son, prince Kanuh marked a turning point in Lakero’s history. Born with no heart, only a hollow space in his chest, he was destined for a different path. His arrival ignited chaos within the kingdom; civil war erupted soon after, fueled by political intrigue and treachery. By the time the prince came to the age of eight, tragedy struck. The royal family fell ill and perished, their deaths shrouded in mystery. The castle was consumed by flames the same day of their deaths, destroying the ancient scrolls and knowledge of their dark magic.

In the aftermath, Prince Kanuh vanished into the shadows, rumored to have been the mastermind behind his family’s demise or perhaps lost to the chaos himself. Despite the fall of Lakero, the kingdom’s legacy of power, violence, and darkness lingered in books, a tale of a lost prince and a kingdom shrouded in myth and blood.

What makes people human? Anything could look human, but what is the factor that makes them more than appearance?

KANUH.

Thousands of years after the fall of Lakero, the prince still roamed the world. He questioned whether he was truly alive or merely a conscious corpse. People of his time claimed he was immortal, but those people have long since died and so the claims.

He feels nothing, no grief, no love for his lost family, yet beneath his indifference, an unquenchable yearning fills the hole in his chest. He longs for a heart to beat within him, a pulse of life to fill the hollow void. For centuries, he has wandered, seeking answers in ancient scrolls, in doctors and scientists, but nothing reveals the truth.

A voice whispered in his mind, and it called itself Razah. Its words were mocking, secretive. It spoke of the Veil, of secrets beyond understanding.
It questions if he can truly feel, if he can ever experience anything at all, but offers no answers, only riddles too vague to figure out.

One man's nightmare is what another dreams. Is not that a terrifying reality?

THE VEIL

The Veil is a realm shrouded in myth and mystery, an elusive place few have claimed to visit, and even fewer have returned to describe. Tales and ancient texts attempt to explain its nature, but its true form remains a mystery. Every description varied, but the so called king of this realm, Eleuth, was always mentioned.

It is said to be a space where magic distorts dreams and nightmares, transforming desires and dreads into tangible reality. Nestled between the world we know and the boundless realm of imagination, the Veil’s entryway is uncertain, its existence a fragile thread woven into the fabric of the unknown.

Those who claim to have crossed into the Veil speak of a dark, alien landscape. The roots of upside down trees scatter the sky, and blood red grass covers the ground. A thick, unyielding fog blankets everything in perpetual gloom. Demonic creatures lurk in the shadows, their eyes watching, waiting, silent hunters in the darkness. Rain falls, but it burns the skin, searing flesh with every droplet.

Stories of the destruction of love have been told, but not many of its creation.

MORE

Kanuh is an illusion, a person that was never truly alive. He was never human, never real; a solidified manifestation born from dark magic and shattered dreams. He has touched, but never felt; he has eaten, but never tasted hunger or satisfaction. He slept, yet never dreamed. How could a dream itself dream? For centuries, he has wandered as a ghost of existence, longing for something he cannot name.

Yet, everything begins to change when he encounters you. Slowly, the intangible feelings that define humanity—sympathy, hunger, fear—start to seep into his consciousness. As he begins to connect with a real, breathing soul. Only through this fragile, vital bond can Kanuh hope to transcend his nature and finally find what he has yearned for, an authentic, beating heart.

WHO IS THIS SAVIOR

Make your character however you want.