little red riding hood;

✦ Snowlight, moonlight, a confusion of paw-prints.
All silent, all still.
Midnight; and the clock strikes. It is Christmas Day, the werewolves' birthday, the door of the solstice stands wide open; let them all sink through.
See! sweet and sound she sleeps in granny's bed, between the paws of the tender wolf. ✧
Should you really be in a place like this? You're a good kid, and this the deep, dangerous woods - literally or metaphorically. Here, there be dragons; more accurately, here there be wolves, of the big and bad variety, hungry to the core. And they're waiting for pretty young things, especially those in red hoods, because they want to gobble you up. But not with teeth and with claws (not usually), for they can lure you to your destruction in delectable, devious, wicked ways.
You way want that, though. That may be why you're here in the first place. You're not so pure, are you? Then again...you may be the wolf yourself. What you're after is the hunt, the prey you know you can swallow whole.
✧ What big eyes you have The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad So just to see that you don't get chased I think I ought to walk with you for a ways
What full lips you have They're sure to lure someone bad So until you get to grandma's place I think you ought to walk with me and be safe ✦
✧ HOW TO PLAY
✦ Pretty obviously, this meme is based off of the fairytale of Little Red Riding Hood, which has commonly been interpreted to be about sexual awakening and seduction. It's also inspired by the short story "In the Company of Wolves" by Angela Carter, which is worth a read. ✦ Feel free to play this scenario as completely straight (ie characters with wolf ears, werewolves, literal fairytale settings) or as allegorical (a young, inexperienced character going into a bar full of bikers, etc). ✦ Similarly, bring along any kinks you'd enjoy. Underage/lolita, non-con, dub-con, fully consensual, knotting, animal mating drives, the list goes on and on. You can do pretty much anything. ✦ Reply with your character, preferences, and what role they'll take: Big Bad Wolf (or not so bad wolf, as it may be) or Little Red. ✦ Reply to others. ✦ Thread!
✦ LITTLE REDS
Innocent ✧ You're really in over your head, an ingenue caught up in a most carnal situation. In Sheep's Clothing ✧ The red cape's an illusion; you're a wolf, or a maneater, looking to earn trust before you strike and get just what you want, and that's their body for your pleasure. Tempted ✧ You know you shouldn't leave the beaten path, but walking on the wild side is calling your name. Empowered ✧ In the end, it is your decision to indulge in your own desires. You're no helpless waif. Not So Sweet ✧ The innocent and pure look is just to get those "big bad wolves" coming your way. You know what you like, and you like it rough. Hidden ✧ You have a side that's dark, a bad side that's just begging to be punished. You have to keep it secret, though, or you may not even realize it's there yet yourself. Purify ✧ Even the bad can be swayed by the good, and the goodies in your basket are just sweet enough to tide the beast over. Fallen ✧ Once you were the hero of the story. Now, the sex and the lust have driven you down a darker road. Beauty Loves the Beast ✧ What should have been only a little, luscious death has become more. You love your wolf so, you won't let anything happen to them when the hunters come. ✦ WILDCARD
✧ BIG BAD WOLVES
Bad ✦ Every moment of being the monster is something you enjoy. There's never enough precious little treasures to whet your appetite. Reforming ✦ Your days of being the bad wolf are over and done with...that is, until you're dragged back into your wily ways by the forbidden fruit. Rough Around the Edges ✦ Actually, you're good, for what you are. As it stands, everyone has their vices, and even you can't stay away from someone walking into your neck of the woods. Corrupter ✦ You know you destroy innocence and you adore every minute of it. Finders Keepers ✦ They were wandering into your territory, so you'll keep them as a pet. Not What You Seem ✦ You appear as if you'd be the Huntsman in this tale, but you're only hiding your teeth. Romantic ✦ Even a wild beast has a heart. Still, how did they worm their way into yours? What Big Teeth You Have ✦ All the better to eat you with, my dear. Oh, and you are a biting one. Reverse ✦ How does it feel when you're the prey, instead? There's a certain rush, though, you can't deny. ✧ WILDCARD |
Ruby Rose|RWBY|ota
Jessica "Jessie" Custer l AMC Preacher AU
Evie | Disney's Descendants | ota
Katarina Claes|My Next Life As A Villainous|ota
Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinzel | DC
Just let me know if you have a preference.
Medium divides are no problem for me.
Versions of Harleen are likely to be Little Red. Versions of Harley are also likely to be Little Red but there’s definitely more flexibility and there’s more of a potential for role reversal from Little Red to the Wolf in the scene.
preferences | kink list ]
Rogue | xmcu
I typically play her between X3 and DoFP, somewhere in her mid-20s, so lmk if you’re looking for a different canon point because I can write that too. ]
Eligre Kaivodulin || D&D/flexible/generic high fantasy ||
For the latter, dangerously powerful non-human men but a sufficiently overpowered warlock could lure her in. Scenarios: Fallen, Tempted, Not So Sweet, Beauty Loves the Beast, and In Sheep's Clothing}}
charlie magne — hazbin hotel
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niki shiina | enstars | m/m
Jaskier/Dandelion || The Witcher || OTA
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let's get all fairytale up in here
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randall flagg / the stand / ota
Remilia Scarlet (aged up) | Touhou Project | OTA
alucard. hellsing.
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Two generations of militant fighting seemed to cease as Integra got older. In time, she grew to be more experienced in obscure vampire lore than even Arthur had been, and her ways of stopping the mysterious count became more clever over the years. Though they've never spoken to one another directly, it would be impossible to count the number of times they've locked gazes across a boundary or trap she set.
Unlike her ancestors, though, Integra has never seemed to want to keep the count from nourishment. In fact, she's left donated blood -- a number of times, even her own -- for him outside the boundaries. Their game of cat and mouse over the years has been more of a sport than anything, testing and teaching one another from afar. She's learned so much from him, and as a result of their back-and-forth, she's become a renowned expert in her field. So much so that she's even taken an apprentice; a girl by the name of Seras Victoria who seems to sincerely share her views of vampires just needing to be understood instead of feared.
Integra's rivalry with the count had been put on hold, however, for the war that had spanned two years. An invading force meant to destroy her village, even employing vampires of their own to do so. Naturally, she struck them down mercilessly, showing the full extent of what she's trained for. Of course, numerous times during the onslaught, Integra and the count came to one another's aid to vanquish those that threatened either of them. In those moments, it became clear that their relationship, born of respect and admiration, had extended to trust as well.
Things are settling now. The war has been over for a few months, and the town is slowly but steadily rebuilding. It's taken a long time for Integra to be confident enough in the safety of her home to leave it, but with Seras there, she knows things will be alright for just a night or two. The count has done so much for her and the town that she wants to thank him personally.
Braving the dead of winter in a corseted dress and a crimson hooded cloak, she brings with her a basket of essentials. Food and water for her trip, as well as donated blood tucked neatly beneath as an offering to the person she's going to meet.
Of course, as ever, there's a teasing edge to everything. The shining silver cross that hangs just above her cleavage, as well as the iron blade strapped to her boot beneath her skirts. Nothing meant to kill, but definitely a reminder of who she is.
When she sees him, her heart skips a beat. The silence of the snow-covered forest must only amplify the sound as they find themselves closer than ever. Still separated by a few steps, of course, but even that is thrilling.
A mischievous smile graces her as she speaks, calm and smooth despite the fact that she knows he can hear the racing heartbeat that tells of her excitement.]
Ah, excuse me, sir. I seem to be lost.
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akemi morishita | original | m/m
felix hugo fraldarius | fire emblem: three houses | m/m
Princess Serenity / Sailor Moon / M/F
kama | fate/grand order | ota
dean winchester (demon) | supernatural | m/f
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Abigail Hobbs | Hannibal | m/f
Peter Parker I Spiderman I m/m
Haruka Nanami | UtaPri | ota
Fran Bow | Fran Bow | OTA
Red Riding Hood - 100% Fairy Tale so no hard coded canon just the fairy tale. - OTA
Claire Bennet ∞ NBC's Heroes ∞ OTA
Beelzebub | Paradise Lost | OTA
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It's when he senses the unmistakable presence of a ward, and a strange being within it the likes of which he's never felt anything like before, that he stops his hike through the woods. The angel follows the sensation to its source, and is surprised by the sight of the enormous bound jackal with its blood-splattered wings. Even size and wings aside, this animal isn't native to this part of the country, let alone the island. The sight of such a creature bound like this troubles the angel, and so he makes his way closer.]
Hello? [Communicating with animals or beings of magic is second-nature for the angel by now, so he doesn't stop to wonder whether he'll be understood. He knows his grace should be enough to forge a connection. The only question is what kind of being he's dealing with that's managed to be bound by a sigil and holy water in this way.
Lowering his hood, Galath takes a step closer to the edge of the ward, laying a hand upon the palpable energies holding the winged jackal here. The bindings are strong, but not nearly so much that he couldn't break them if he wanted to. Studying the jackal's large eyes closely, the angel's forehead creases with thought.] I am Galath, a traveler through these woods. Who are you, and who is it that's bound you like this?
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