Love and Deepspace Dreams

 I was upset, and drank more than I should have… but I still remember you. Watching over me with that carefree air of yours, even after I’d just seen how protective you could be. “Xavier… I’m sorry they called you my boy-toy. That was rude. Uncalled for.” You said you’d stay by my side, look after me, take care of me. Was I dreaming that… or just more than slightly drunk? “Let’s enjoy ourselves since you already ordered our drinks! We should celebrate today!” But I’ve discovered something else. I do want you to stay with me. I want the comfort of your company… and that savage glint in your eye you so often hide from me. “I don’t want you sneaking out to fight stronger wanderers on your own. And I don’t want you taking anyone else along, either. I’m your partner now. Promise me, Xavier!” Somehow we got home. Roses on the counter, my clothes from yesterday still on me, creased against the bed. And on the table, I stumble across a few things you left for me— bananas, coconut water, an...

  You roamed— unbound, a scorching tide, Brighter than any fire you shone. Your voice then caged, in secret tied, Afraid our song would shake the throne. Your lips have now forgot my name, The fires dimmed, the blades gone dull. Yet deep within, there burns a flame. Our story paused, not done, but lulled. There is no grief I will not take, You are my dragon, lost, withdrawn. My heart still beats, a world to wake, And in my blood, you still burn on.

If I ever left you waiting, would you know it was not my will? I’m standing here in the rain, waiting for only you. Can you feel my heart reaching out to yours? The rain clung to his robes, soaking into embroidered silk that once only saw sunlight and ceremony. The crown prince stood unmoving, his dark hair plastered against his forehead, droplets tracing lines down a face carved by too much restraint. The palace gates loomed before him, the lanterns along the stone path flickering in the mist. He had dismissed the guards, the attendants, everyone. Tonight, he needed no witnesses. Tonight, he was not heir to an empire—only a man waiting for the sound of footsteps that had always returned to him before. He tilted his face ever so slightly toward the rain, as though it might wash away the ache lodged deep within his chest. Each beat of his heart whispered her name. Each passing second stretched into eternity, binding him tighter to the hope that she would appear, smiling as she always...

You’ve asked me what I want, your crimson eyes on mine. I could tease. I often do. But this time, I won’t let your smirk fool me. What I desire… is not something I'll say plainly. I want to be studied slowly… like a secret you intend to keep. I want you to touch what I haven't named, to feel what I withhold, to recognize the way I soften when you’re near. And if you learn me right… I’ll open for you completely. But don’t assume that softness is surrender. I may press my body to yours, kiss your throat, let your hands map my ache… but don’t be mistaken. I will learn you in return. I’ll know what makes your voice drop. What hunger flickers behind your gaze when you think I’m not watching. I’ll memorize the way your grip changes when you want more than closeness, when you want what I have not yet offered. And once I’ve learned enough to call it mine… I won’t ask. I’ll take it. So if I let you mark me thus… you’d best know what it means. Because I won't speak of what I crave. N...

What is roleplay (RP)?   Assuming a character role, like an actor/actress, and communicating with others within the constraints of that character.  Here in the LADS RP community, we see RP of love interests (LI), supporting NPCs (e.g. Tara, Greyson, Yvonne, the twins), and main characters (MCs). Some  RP accs will play to canon only, but others will interpret with creative liberties (‘AU’ or alternate universe).  Those responding as MCs may respond as ‘self-insert’ (retaining their IRL personality within the fandom universe) or create an MC persona and respond using their desired characteristics. Common terms Scene/play/plot = The premise of the RP interaction, either casual or more involved. ‘ Literacy ’ = can mean many things, but in my eyes generally describes the fluency or detail of the RPer’s responses. In simple terms, it can be ‘literate/lit’, ‘semi-lit’ or ‘advanced lit’. Most casual RP with shorter responses is semi-lit (what we do on posts/GC/story tags!)...

You touched me once, salt on your skin. I tasted the waves where you had been. I slept with you, a night you stole. Your soul right into mine it bore. I still sleep curled to where you breathed. Your scent- ash, storm, some myth I grieve. They said you marched. They said you sailed. And in the end, my courage failed. I held your name between my thighs- It’s all I have to warm my nights. My heart won’t break, my soul won’t bruise- But still I cannot cut you loose. There was no sound, no word, no laugh- Eroded in the shore-side path. Sea at my ankles. Don’t let me drown. In your domain, I’ll seek my crown.