forum I literally just want a wholesome t4t relationship with dragon riders and magic and all that (OxO)

Started February 13, 2025 by Deleted user

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I'm a fairly run of the mill straight, t4t trans man who wants to basically roleplay a straight, t4t relationship without expectations of writing too much effort-filled stuff. I'm also changing up my standard rules around shipping/smexy stuff for this so please read through them as they are in at least my opinion important. I also want them to be dragon riders. Or rather, my character is a dragon shapeshifter, and your character is his gorgeous lover, the lone Queen of the kingdom Light's Herald. Essentially, he's her guardian, consort, and knight, and their relationship is pretty wholesome, with a few storylines fleshed out as options below. I hope this is interesting enough as a concept, I mainly just like roleplaying wholesome supportive relationships with a textbook GirlbossxHimbo combo. I hope this makes sense and thanks for reading!!

-How they first meet: My concept for this is that before your character is a Queen, she is a Princess off on an epic Quest to save her kingdom from a curse that causes everyone in the kingdom to slowly fall ill with a sickness that eventually renders the victim of an unbreakable coma. My character is essentially injured during flight and crash lands in the woods on your character's journey, and she helps him because why not? and so he pledges obligatory dragon "you saved my life now I'm basically your guardian for life" loyalty and they save the kingdom.
-Established relationship: Stealing the plots of Tangled the Series and oddly enough Sonic the Hedgehog movies for this one and modifying them a bit, there is a Sunstone and a Moonflower that grant the user powers over the forces of Chaos and Unity, a demon king is trying to steal them and use them for nefarious purposes. They have to save the kingdom and stuff blah blah happy ending.
-Established relationship + kid shenanigans: Basically them being a wholesome family and raising a kiddo with dragon powers like their dad. That's as far as I thought through that one.

Rules are as follows:

It doesn't take much to go just above the bar for "Kind Person" and I don't have super high expectations so I expect you to be such.
On that note, I'm autistic and have some… reservations around smut but am breaking my usual rule of "avoid smut at all costs" because I honestly just wanna write wholesome sexy stuff for once in my life idk where this urge is coming from. This will not be a big part of the RP, I would like to stress that I'm not really a smut author nor am I particularly kinky irl so this will be tamer stuff. Don't make me regret this, is my point.
Be decent and respectful. Politeness and a good attitude go a long way. I get if I'm annoying sometimes you have every right to point it out but please don't trash me for existing thx xoxo ;)
I won't write anything involving or referencing sexual trauma, I really hate a lot of the tropes that surround it and aside from that, I actually have sexual trauma and don't wanna relive it, again thanks for getting it.
I also won't write hardcore gore or sexual stuff, once again I am NOT into that. Characters can fight and draw blood but graphic depictions of internal organs make me feel like I'm gonna vomit. Also I'm not kinky, once again.
PLEASE tell me if I'm triggering anything with how I write for you, I have paranoia and phobias so I totally get having the ickies over even tame, calm plots. Also, feel free to list any triggers you may have!
Have fun!!

(Okay, so to answer your questions and comments in chronological order…

Character templates it is then! Also cool, dragon shifter buddies! The curse might apply to the princess it might not, it's up to you how that pans out could make for some good angst idk?? But it's not something I actually thought about sorry! And you have full creative licence over the kingdom and it's traditions but I did envision it to be a bit inspired by Greek Mythos, with the dragons being a fair bit more monstrous and dangerous and more chaotically benevolent to who they deem as worthy than anything and generally made to protect specific magical artifacts over huge hoards of treasure. My character is going to be an exiled dragon shifter, looking for a treasure to protect as the dragon shifters do have their own society but it's very strict and thus those who are exiled aren't generally allowed back in unless they prove their worth by finding something worth protecting, if you get my vibe. I have an inkling of how their culture plays out but of course I'm not 100% on any aspect of anything, just a bit of backstory. And maybe!! Dragons are a lot less like animals and more like people so less HTTYD and more like… uhh, not really having a frame of reference, more like werewolves living in human society kind of deal, or even like the Hellhounds in helluva boss, like there are rules and stuff around them and their care but they're seen as lesser citizens in many societies so they basically just formed their own and told everyone else to fuck off, yk? And yeah I'm pretty much only interested in writing smut for the plot and symbolism and also sometimes the wholesome fluff yk? Don't really condone kink in real life, it's really abusive in a lot of ways and I was exposed to that stuff way too young so mainly I just stick to the fluff n stuff.)

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Age:
Species: (Your character could be a human, an elf, a dwarf, something else ect. I'm not picky! Just something you think would be interesting. Bonus points for femme dwarves with beards as part of their culture and expression a la Cheery Littlebottom because I am f e r a l for that stuff omgggggg)
Gender:
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Appearance:
Wardrobe style: (can be images or just a general vibe or description.)
What stuff are they afraid of? I need both vibes and specific phobias like spiders or the dark or death because tbh I have… plans for that tee-hee:
Character playlist (if you have one):
Family? Friends? Toxic stalker ex? What relationships do they have with others? How do those relationships go? How do they end?:
Other notes/misc. section for just random trivia and facts:

Also, I don't think I noted this in the original posting, but I don't see most forms of bigotry existing in this universe besides like, speciesism and possibly a bit of institutional ableism because I'm projecting. I see this as being a very queer accepting universe, but maybe they'd have certain biases between species and possibly some biases around neurodivergence/disability as accessibility in fantasy stories is an interesting topic I'd like to take realistically. Also, some cultures might have sexist rules and customs that, as our characters adventure, they'd basically digest and take down, however I am aware that sexism is a cousin of many types of queerphobia so I don't know how in-depth I'd actually get with that for the sake of being realistic to how real world bigotry works. Anyways, just some thoughts! And obviously no real violence would be enacted in a triggering way, just implied stuff for the most stuff. Thanks!

Name: Ella Maret
Age: 24
Species: Human
Gender: trans woman
Sexuality: bisexual
Appearance: Ella is about 5’6 with a sturdy, slightly muscled figure. Her olive complexion has warm undertones, and the skin is a little rough around her fingers and knees. She also has scars, some from her work and some from abuse. She has hazel eyes and dark hair in loose curls. It goes to about her shoulder blades, and is usually tied back with a ribbon
Wardrobe style: pretty simple, for a princess. Though her dresses are made with expensive fabrics, they don’t have a ton of flair to them, aside from the more formal dresses with lace and embroidery. The style of her wardrobe is reminiscent of mid-17th century fashion, with the sleeves showing the shoulders a little and ending either around or after the elbow. She often likes wearing pastels, as well as making her own dresses for fun.
What stuff are they afraid of? vibes and specific phobias: not being able to save anyone, her pet mice dying, starvation, something happening to her right hand so she won’t be able to sew or write or anything anymore, thunder
Character playlist: Sappho by Frankie Cosmo, Rose by The Oh Hellos, Dream a Little Dream of Me by Ella Fitzgerald and Louie Armstrong
What relationships do they have with others?:
Bio parents- Ella’s parents were peasants. Her mother died not long after she was born so her relationship with her exists through what her father said about her, that she was beautiful, kind, caring. Ella and her father loved each other, and he was a good parent, but due to their difficult circumstances he was sometimes distant, forced to focus his attention on work or something so that he could put food on the table. One day, he got sick. Ella figured out that if she stole food and gave it to him, he would smile and then seem better after eating it. So, she started stealing a lot. But eventually, her father couldn’t eat anymore. Couldn’t even move. He seemed to have gone to sleep forever. Ella was 6 years old.
Employers- In exchange for food, shelter, and sometimes money, Ella would work for families who needed help or farms that needed laborers. She tried to stay gracious and cooperative so that she would make a good impression, but that didn’t always guarantee good treatment. Usually her term of employment would last around 6 months, sometimes longer.
Other orphaned/impoverished children- Ella tried to make friends, even if it was difficult sometimes. Occasionally she’d bond with the children of a family she was working for, but a lot of the times it was just awkward, or even antagonistic. Sometimes she’d make acquaintances with other kids on the street. There was one girl who became a very good friend, almost sisterly. She taught Ella how to braid and style her hair, and basic reading and writing skills. She also gave her the ribbon she still wears in her hair.
Mice- Her mice are Ella’s best friends. There was one mouse that accompanied her throughout her wanderings and working days, and three that regularly stay close to her in the present day. She gives them bits of her food and pets, and they give her consistent company.
King- the king adopted Ella when she was about 12 years old. At first, things were pretty awkward between them, but they gradually grew on each other. Slowly, Ella came around to the idea that he was her new father, though he was nothing like her biological dad, so she just calls him “father” and nothing more casual or affectionate than that. He helped her become accustomed to palace life and broadened her education. They connected more when he taught her to play the piano, soon finding that they enjoyed playing together and singing. He really loves her and wants her to be happy, and she really wants to be the best daughter and princess for him. And then, just like her biological father before him, he got sick. He seemed to fall asleep, the first to fall to the curse that soon plagued the land.
Ex bf- as Ella got used to living in the palace, she began to notice a boy who worked in the kitchens who would sometimes take her dirty dishes. She sought him out and was able to get his name and speak to him for a little while, but they couldn’t continue the conversation. Their relationship mostly consisted of brief interactions when they came across each other, and despite this, Ella eventually developed a crush on him. She was too shy and clueless to do anything about it, until she was around 18-20, when the king began bringing up marriage and suitors. She didn’t like the idea of her marriage being arranged for her, or marrying someone she didn’t know who she probably wouldn’t like, so in a sort of act of defiance, she went to the boy and confessed her feelings. It was a bit awkward, but he returned her feelings and they got together. She started requesting for his presence specifically instead of just waiting for him to come by, and they got to know each other better. They had that awkward, sweet puppy love for each other, though of course things weren’t perfect. It was hard for them to communicate to each other due to their difference in class, as well as Ella’s trauma and just. Not knowing how. After about 6 months or so, that difference in class began to eclipse everything else, and was the reason for their separation. They are still on friendly terms.

Other notes/misc. section for just random trivia and facts: She has healing abilities; basically she has a healing touch that accelerates the body’s ability to repair itself. Her own body can do this naturally. She loves sewing, reading, and cheesecake. Also she is my version of Cinderella that I modified for this rp.

Name: Hawthorne "Hawks" Harlow
Age: 22
Species: Dragon Shifter
Gender: Trans man, he/him
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Hawks is tiny but mighty, with a square and muscular build that stands to about 5'2". He is freckled, with a deep tan that never goes away, even in the darkest of winters. He has green eyes with an almost velvety, soft quality when he looks at you. His hair is a vibrant blue, and he has blue scales smattered across his body and around his temples. He has wings that can't carry him super far in human form but work for short distances. Has a lot of scars all over his body from various adventures.
Wardrobe style: Farm boy/working commoner clothes, for the most part. Hawks is very simple, and he's honestly not good at dressing or styling himself. Aside from that, after being cast from his kingdom he doesn't have much money for expensive stuff.
What stuff are they afraid of? I need both vibes and specific phobias like spiders or the dark or death because tbh I have… plans for that tee-hee: Hawks likes to claim he isn't afraid of anything, but really, he's afraid of his mom, she is the Great Dragon Tyrant that rules over her kingdom with predominantly fear and cold pragmatism.
Character playlist (if you have one): will update with songs (maybe) (hopefully)
Family? Friends? Toxic stalker ex? What relationships do they have with others? How do those relationships go? How do they end?: Hawks mainly just has his mom, he never got to know anyone outside the kingdom or even outside his mom's inner circle and he never got to know anyone very well with how he takes on odd jobs and leaves once the money has been passed to him.
Other notes/misc. section for just random trivia and facts: Hawks is basically a loner, but a lonely loner. He wants friends but is way too autistic to make them (I say this as an autistic person).

Hawks had crash-landed through the conifer trees, directly into the heart of the enchanted forest. He'd been traveling and thought he could make it across with just his humanoid form. He was wrong. He tumbled through the leaves, trees stretching high as mountains (maybe not quite that tall, but certainly taller than even the rainforests of his home) and directly into the ground below. Fortunately he'd landed on a very mossy patch, so between that and the many cobwebs he'd fallen through Hawks only got a few scratches and bruises. But the cobwebs were a little concerning, considering this place was known for its giant spiders and generally giant animals, foliage, you name it. Especially the father in you got. Hawks was basically at the center. Hawks had been flying for a few hours now, and so he made his way to a small crevice, two huge pieces of flat rock leaned up against each other, and began to doze off…

What he woke up to was being dragged by the ankle across the forest floor, webbing wrapped around his leg. He didn't have his dagger on him, he'd dropped his knapsack somewhere along the fall. So he took the sticky fibers into his hands and began to claw at them desperately. He got about halfway through the first tether when his other leg was immediately webbed up as well by another spider. Hawks began to scan the forest floor for anything he could use to cut faster. He spotted a rusty dagger in the hand of a very, very dead skeleton. Well, fate had saved the day again, or at the very least luck. Hawks didn't really believe in either unless it was convenient, which it certainly was now.

He sawed quickly through the rest of the webbing, it fell apart around his legs the second he freed himself. He began to run, run as fast as he could until he reached a sunny patch with less giant spiders… and a giant snake curled up fast asleep in a slinky pile smack dab in the middle of the sun.

Dragon shifters had something unique to them compared to most shapeshifters. They could transform any time and keep all of their consciousness, unlike werewolves who could only transform under the full moon and lost all understanding of what was going on, only intense primal bloodlust remaining. However, in order to shift, they needed a scale of a magical creature to take a new form. Usually, the dragons of old would give the half-human dragon shifters their scales, but there were no longer around. They'd gone extinct after the dragon shifters' population boomed, when scales were a scarce commodity and real dragons even scarcer. Hawks rarely transformed into a true dragon anymore, he didn't have enough scales to manage the transformation. But if he could kill a snake, especially one this huge… maybe he'd even be welcomed back from exile for it.

Dragon shifters were not picky about where their scales came from except for royalty, who hoarded them like a real dragon's treasure. There were many magical scaled creatures in Hawks' home country, so finding scales cheaply was easy if you were willing to fight something or pay someone for that purpose. He could probably become very rich from a high quality source like this though, different scales allowed dragon shifters different amounts of time of shifting. His tail thumped involuntary at the prospect. Which woke the snake.

Hawks ran again. He wouldn't be able to get far up a tree with an arboreal snake this big, on foot was the only way he could do so. So he ran through the forest, dead branches crashing down around him as the snake pursued.

He eventually got far enough to land in a wheezing mess on the ground by a small body of water. A puddle the size of a pond, this place was insane. Hawks just wanted to get out of here at this point, scales be damned.

He looked across the pond-puddle, and saw out of the corner of his eye something very small wearing a very fine cloak run past like a rabbit. Was that, perhaps, another lost traveler? Surely not as far into the forest as this. So someone here intentionally, then. Who would be that crazy?

Ella strolled through the forest, trying to enjoy herself despite the gravity of her situation. The sunlight streamed through the conifers in golden rays, the flowers beneath her feet like a living carpet. The birds and crickets sang their songs as the leaves of the trees and ferns swayed in the breeze. It really was a lovely day.
She carried a sack over her shoulder, her skirt tied at the waist and revealing her already dirtied drawers. The cloak she covered herself with protected her from thorny bushes and splintered branches. Despite this, she tended to be too curious for her own good, resulting in a few cuts on her calloused hands. She smiled as she watched the three small mice at her feet scurry along with her.
She had never been this deep in the forest before, but had enough experience with the wilderness to feel somewhat comfortable with making this journey. In any case, it was her duty. She had to make this journey, no matter what. So many people were depending on her.
Noticing some disturbance in the grass, she bent down to find giant spider tracks and webbing. “See that, Gus?” She looked over at the larger grey mouse. “We’ll have to tread carefully.” The mouse looked at her and twitched his nose, then scurried after the other mice.
Ella smiled and continued walking, keeping her eyes peeled. The trees seemed to sway more in the wind, and a flock of birds flew above the tree line. The mice seemed to freeze and panic a little, scurrying over and climbing up Ella’s cloak.
“Oh— hello there.” She pet one of the smaller mice, the black one she called Soot. “I’ll keep you safe.” She continued more slowly, watching her steps and staying quiet. She moved away from the spider tracks and the area she saw the birds fly from as the surrounding forest became more dense.
Then there came the sound of hissing. Not good. Ella picked up the pace a bit, skipping over a shallow pool of water. She covered her mouth to keep as quiet as possible. Her experience taught her that this was not the time to be curious.

The snake crashed through the trees behind Hawks, his eyes widening as he mouthed curses and foul words. He jumped up, building enough momentum for his wings to begin to carry him across the pond. He flapped through the air with little stability and much panic. Hawks eventually crashed once more on the other side of the pond, snake still in hot pursuit and swimming through the water. Hawks knew he was basically dead now, still, he ran… straight into the cloaked figure and knocking them both over. He pushed himself up, ran, then looked back and saw the figure was directly in the path of the snake. “Hell, I’m dead anyways.” he grumbled, making a hard turn back in the direction of the person he’d knocked over. “C’mon, we’re gonna die if we dally!” he said, extending his hand to the figure and looking not at them, but at the snake. Hawks stared the monster head-on, glaring at it. Like he’d let another innocent person die because he didn’t care enough.

The ground beneath her shook, the hissing growing louder. Before Ella had much time to process this, she felt something ram into her, knocking her down. She managed to hold onto her bag. The mice squealed and fell to the ground before quickly making themselves scarce.
For a moment, she was too surprised to do anything, but the sound of aggressive hissing and hot air on her neck sprung her into action. Seeing an outstretched hand, she quickly took it and pulled herself up. Ella could see that the owner of the hand was rather short, and so impulsively took the other hapless person around the waist and over her shoulder. She ran through the trees, making long strides to cover more ground.