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°˖✧ INTRO ✧˖°
Hello! I'm B. I've been writing for 10+ years now and RPing for maybe half of that time, though admittedly, I haven't RPed consistently in a good few years. In my spare time, I write fanfics! Very slowly, mind. I tend to lean more towards dark themes in fiction, especially intense romance, but I also love cheesy, fluffy stuff too.
I love anime, manga, danmei, manhwa/manhua, HP, and Star Wars.
For any RPs that we may start, you can expect 3-5 paragraphs from me, more if I am feeling inspired. You don't have to match that, but I don't do one-liners. I would like for both of us to put effort into plot progression. I know sometimes we get writer's block, and that's okay, we can talk it out! This is supposed to be fun! But If I find myself nudging you along constantly, then I will have to cut it short. If we're not compatible writing wise, then we're not compatible and that's okay!
We all have lives outside this hobby, and I will understand if you want to drop the RP. Don't be afraid to tell me if you get bored, or it's not going the way you want. I won't mind! I will do the same.
Since I have a job and other hobbies, I can only reply once every few days, or maybe once a day if I'm feeling motivated. If I'm extra busy, then maybe once a week. I will tell you if that happens!
"I have a date tomorrow night."
Erik has said some stinkers in his lifetime. Some, to his great pride, sat just below the likes of his high school graduation speech where he dedicated a short memoir to Ms. Jones', his AP calculus teacher, sordid love life with the school's custodian, and his malignant poetry reading at his father's wedding. His second wife had not appreciated Erik's brow-raising humour, especially when the core of his spiteful best man toast had been at her and his father's expense. Well, could anyone blame him? He couldn't fault his father for wanting to remarry after his mother's death, but why couldn't he have picked someone more age-appropriate? Felicity was only four years older than Erik at the time. No one could tell him that his resentment was unfounded.
The only reason these (utter triumphs over authority) were stinkers, was solely because of the repercussions he'd had to face afterwards.
Izaak had once said he lacked that crucial part of his ooga booga brain that prevented him from saying stupid shit. And he was right. Izaak was always right, because Erik had done it again.
Informing his ex-husband, who he was still incandescently in love with, that he was going on a date with someone else could be one of the dumbest things Erik had ever said in his life.
Hm. Perhaps not. He did for some bizarre reason agree to divorce Izaak. Now that had to be at the top of all the crap Erik had done in accidental self-sabotage.
He waited, shoulders tensed, for something, anger or jealousy, to cross Izaak's face. But he was left wondering.
Izaak had always been the better of the two of them at leashing emotions. That didn't say much given how expressive (hotheaded) both of them could be, but Izaak had a better handle on what he projected. He gave little to nothing at the news.
Erik has said some stinkers in his lifetime. Some, to his great pride, sat just below the likes of his high school graduation speech where he dedicated a short memoir to Ms. Jones', his AP calculus teacher, sordid love life with the school's custodian, and his malignant poetry reading at his father's wedding. His second wife had not appreciated Erik's brow-raising humour, especially when the core of his spiteful best man toast had been at her and his father's expense. Well, could anyone blame him? He couldn't fault his father for wanting to remarry after his mother's death, but why couldn't he have picked someone more age-appropriate? Felicity was only four years older than Erik at the time. No one could tell him that his resentment was unfounded.
The only reason these (utter triumphs over authority) were stinkers, was solely because of the repercussions he'd had to face afterwards.
Izaak had once said he lacked that crucial part of his ooga booga brain that prevented him from saying stupid shit. And he was right. Izaak was always right, because Erik had done it again.
Informing his ex-husband, who he was still incandescently in love with, that he was going on a date with someone else could be one of the dumbest things Erik had ever said in his life.
Hm. Perhaps not. He did for some bizarre reason agree to divorce Izaak. Now that had to be at the top of all the crap Erik had done in accidental self-sabotage.
He waited, shoulders tensed, for something, anger or jealousy, to cross Izaak's face. But he was left wondering.
Izaak had always been the better of the two of them at leashing emotions. That didn't say much given how expressive (hotheaded) both of them could be, but Izaak had a better handle on what he projected. He gave little to nothing at the news.
°˖✧ Limits/Yes/No ✧˖°
I love smut, but I often prefer the RP to be 40/60 smut to plot. We can work it out together, too. Open communication would be great!
Yes: Omegaverse Age Difference (18+) Size Difference Enthusiastic Consent Possessive/Obsessive behaviour Begging (And many others, just ask!) | No: Infidelity Scat Paedophilia Gore Vore Fisting Anything that breaks site rules |
°˖✧ Plots ✧˖°
I'm not too picky about certain positions. I did usually find myself playing the dominant/top role in most of my old RPs, and I'm not adverse to it. I don't mind switch/verse, either! I'll bold the roles I would prefer to play!
Dark Themes | Mystery | Lust to Obsession At First Sight| Smut to Plot Ratio: 40/60 (I can play either character! You can choose who you prefer!)
Character A finds an injured man on the front step of his lonesome home. He's in the middle of the woods, the nearest town is a twenty-minute drive from where Character A lives, where had this man come from, and why does it seem like he was running from something? Regardless of how he got there, Character A takes him in and tries to treat his injuries to the best of his abilities. Character B is reluctant to tell him anything other than his name and how he had stumbled upon Character A's cabin. There's an obvious attraction between them, and the longer they're alone together, the more dangerous it all becomes. Has Character A brought in a monster, or had he trapped Character B with one? Who had harmed Character B? Will they be coming for him again?
Character A finds an injured man on the front step of his lonesome home. He's in the middle of the woods, the nearest town is a twenty-minute drive from where Character A lives, where had this man come from, and why does it seem like he was running from something? Regardless of how he got there, Character A takes him in and tries to treat his injuries to the best of his abilities. Character B is reluctant to tell him anything other than his name and how he had stumbled upon Character A's cabin. There's an obvious attraction between them, and the longer they're alone together, the more dangerous it all becomes. Has Character A brought in a monster, or had he trapped Character B with one? Who had harmed Character B? Will they be coming for him again?
Fantasy| Witch/Wizard x Forest Guardian | Fluff| Adventure| Mystery| Smut to Plot Ratio: 40/60
After breaking away from his coven, Character A made a name for himself in a small, charming village that lived beneath a Mother Tree (a source of nourishment for those bearing magic). During the annual festival to celebrate the longevity of the Mother Tree, Character A was given the chance to make a personal offering to the Mother Tree, and it's Guardian, Character B. The Guardian was an enigmatic presence within the village. No one knew of where he came from or how he had come to be. And given that his head belonged to a stag, it was impossible to gain any answers from him. While mysterious, the Guardian protected the village and its Mother Tree with a fervour. And once he was presented with the newest addition to the village, the Guardian couldn't help but take an interest. For a while, all was well, until Character A sensed a dark, looming presence at the boarder of the village.
After breaking away from his coven, Character A made a name for himself in a small, charming village that lived beneath a Mother Tree (a source of nourishment for those bearing magic). During the annual festival to celebrate the longevity of the Mother Tree, Character A was given the chance to make a personal offering to the Mother Tree, and it's Guardian, Character B. The Guardian was an enigmatic presence within the village. No one knew of where he came from or how he had come to be. And given that his head belonged to a stag, it was impossible to gain any answers from him. While mysterious, the Guardian protected the village and its Mother Tree with a fervour. And once he was presented with the newest addition to the village, the Guardian couldn't help but take an interest. For a while, all was well, until Character A sensed a dark, looming presence at the boarder of the village.
Dystopian| Soulmates| Enemies to Lovers| Smut to Plot Ratio: 40/60 (I can play either character! You can choose who you prefer!)
Cast out from The Dome, the paradise that separated the rich from the poor in the wastelands, Character A was forced to survive on his own until he was able to join one of the rebel factions working to dismantle the system within The Dome. Hell-bent on revenge, Character A was willing to lead any operation against the Dome, even if he had to return to his old home and kidnap the Senator's son. Unfortunately for his team, their operation failed, and Character A was caught when he used himself as a distraction so that his team could get away. He's confronted by Character B, the senator's son... no not just the senator's son, his own soulmate. Before Character B could react, he's subdued. The next time he wakes, he's chained to a suburban home and a soulmate, who's less than happy about their circumstances. Now Character A has to decide if he wants to stay with his soulmate, or return to his faction, his new family.
Cast out from The Dome, the paradise that separated the rich from the poor in the wastelands, Character A was forced to survive on his own until he was able to join one of the rebel factions working to dismantle the system within The Dome. Hell-bent on revenge, Character A was willing to lead any operation against the Dome, even if he had to return to his old home and kidnap the Senator's son. Unfortunately for his team, their operation failed, and Character A was caught when he used himself as a distraction so that his team could get away. He's confronted by Character B, the senator's son... no not just the senator's son, his own soulmate. Before Character B could react, he's subdued. The next time he wakes, he's chained to a suburban home and a soulmate, who's less than happy about their circumstances. Now Character A has to decide if he wants to stay with his soulmate, or return to his faction, his new family.
All queer friendly! If you wanna make a character non-binary/trans, then let's go for it!
I would like for character sheets to be made, too! Just so I have more insight on your character! No real people images, please!
I also have to mention that I may not be able to do multiple RPs at the same time. As I said, I can become quite busy with other things! Please PM me rather than reply to this thread if you're interested in any of these plots!
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