It's just one of those afternoons, the sort which always seems to spring up before my next expedition. A kettle squealing on the fire, settled on the plush couch in my bustling city town-home, sun already high in the sky and meandering towards its setting despite me only having woken a few hours prior.

"Gods, Ivali, you haven't gotten anything done."

I mutter to myself, eyes pouring over the towering bookcases which flank me from every direction, full of old tomes. A few have conspicuous cavities, their contents piled high on my desk in my study, sprawled open for me to continue my research before I set off tomorrow-- research I've been neglecting.

Instead, with tea in hand I'm flipping through my journal, reliving past experiences. I've always had a passion for learning about the lives of other peoples, in stark contrast to the strict isolationism typical of other elves. In my studies I was fixated on other species and their cultures, dreaming of learning in more hands-on ways.

Of course, those dreams became fantasies of another kind as well.

A smile stretches across my lips as I read, eyes falling upon a detailed account of my time with a gaggle of goblin girls. An enchanted elixir granting me a slim yet well-endowed male frame, an endowment they each got their fill of as they practiced their usual habit of reproduction by way of a third party.

And with the help of another magical cordial I visited a different goblin enclave, a petite-breasted, plump-reared version of myself experiencing the sexual prowess of goblin males.

I've been all over, and with all sorts. My particular indifference to my sex giving me a bit of an upper hand when it comes to putting other peoples at ease.

Forest nymphs are wary of men yet one subject, her name not one my tongue can pronounce, invited me in to her fortress of greenery all too eagerly when she caught sight of the glistening lips between my legs-- she was a particularly big fan of the atypical large breasts that particular brew had granted me.

Each page holds other such stories, a tryst with a nomadic half-troll, my mixed feelings at having been pounced upon by a minotaur after wandering too near his lair, the inner turmoil of leaving the Vieran homeland after one bunny-woman grew especially intimate with me at the height of her heat, participating in orc fertility rituals, and many more.

Reminiscing makes me all the more excited for what may be in store tomorrow.

So there you have it, the adventurous, gender-indifferent, sex-loving anthropologist Ivali. Admittedly, this post is something of a manifestation of my frustration at proposing playing an elf and more often than not receiving a request to pair up with a human. Fine in moderation, of course, but when it marks the majority I want to spice things up a bit!

Hence, an anthropologist and an invitation for you to play whatever fantasy race you most fancy. So, about that...

Who Are You?

This very broad, I know, and you'll likely want to know a great deal about my preferences-- I'll be getting to that. A major preference of mine, though, is that you come with some sort of character in mind. What I most want from writing is to feel like two disparate individuals are together, ideas sourced from different people mutually enjoy one another. If I merely rattle off my ideal partners and you adopt one of them that strikes me as far less fun.

So then, who might make a good match for Ivali? Just about anyone. Like myself, they're a switch who enjoys anywhere from sweet to degrading submission, as well as dishing out gentle to controlling domination (never cruel, however). They're pansexual and as their penchant for oddity may have betrayed, open to all shapes and sizes.

All I ask is that you come with a concrete idea, a true character with feelings and quirks (as well as kinks they're canonically into) and so forth. Where the setting is concerned I see this as a rather traditional fantasy world, though perhaps teetering on the edge of industrial revolution and a Victorian element. Any and all fantasy races and creatures are on the table, from the classics to something franchise-specific.'

Also worth noting is that this prompt definitely lends itself towards a GM but this is by no means required. I'm perfectly happy for you to pick one member of one race and we enjoy a storied series of trysts together, and more!

Sexy Bits

Seeing as Ivali is a switch, I'll split up the kinks appropriately.

As a Sub: facesitting (receiving), cunnilingus (giving), public play, teasing (receiving), edging (receiving), sloppy blowjobs (giving), rimming (giving/receiving), anal training (receiving), anal (receiving), DD/lg or MD/lb, crude gags (on my character-- torn clothes, underwear, rags), creampies (giving or receiving), dub-con (as the victim), body worship (giving or receiving-- cock, ass, pussy, feet, and more), light bondage (receiving), forced orgasms (receiving), musk, sweat, orgasm denial (receiving), exhibitionism/voyeurism, age gaps, feminization (receiving), breeding or breeding talk (though preferably no actual pregnancy of my character), humiliation (receiving), spanking (receiving), insults (barring slurs), blackmail (receiving), cuckolding/cuckqueaning (as cuck), lots of cum/precum, groping, squeezing, me begging, size comparison, frotting, tribbing, strap-ons, being nude or dressed up femme, species play (i.e. elf-disparaging talk) and maybe more!

As a Dom: Lingerie, stockings, clothed sex, receiving long oral sessions, giving or receiving rimming, giving facials, giving teasing, giving anal, gags collars and/or leashes on subs, giving forced orgasms, giving orgasm denial, age gaps, cheating/cuckqueaning, exhibitionism/voyeurism, lots of cum, creampies, breeding, humiliation, foot play, spanking, and more!

Now that I've given you all that to chew on, why don't you shoot me a message? No Reddit Chat, please. And feel free to refer to my DPP Profile to learn a little more about me.

Have a good one~