Introduction
Hello fellow writing enjoyer and potential writing partner, I'm Jackie and I am looking to be able to write more frequently with someone to explore characters within worlds that already exist within the world of a movie or show, or to create our own characters and world to write about.
I'm 24F who enjoys stories that involve romance (can be slow burn), drama, adventure, and I've been writing for about 10ish years. I live in EST timezone and can respond 2-3 times a day, maybe more depending on if I'm free and have the energy to write. I like a good mix of story to smut, my ratio being 50/50 or it could be 70/30 depending on your comfortability. I would like a partner who can match the responses, but understand people have lives outside of just writing, so I understand if the availability isn't always there to respond. No worries if you get busy and can't respond for longer than a week, I just ask you eventually maybe give a heads up that you won't be able to respond, but you in no way owe me specifics as to why.
I have quite a bit of free time inbetween my work days or during and would love to fill said time with writing long-term with someone who enjoys the following:
- Character exploration with regards to how each of our characters interact with one another.
- Writing around 500-1000 words per response, if and when it's called for. (This is not a strict rule but at max, two paragraphs would be appreciated to help keep our intrigue with the roleplay alive).
- Genres of Action and Adventure, Romance, Drama, Sci-fi, Medieval, and genres alike.
-Sharing OOC (out of character/in PMS) discussions about the roleplay and even maybe Art, whether it be music that might remind us of something in the rp or a character within it, or drawn art by either us or something we found online to share.
ADDITIONAL INFO + Plots + Writing Sample
I believe there's so much to explore when it relates to understanding the flawed nature of characters within a story, and getting to show two characters falling for one another or just feeling the rush of emotions that drives them to do something. I usually stay strict to doing Canon based stories, but I would love to do more original works and to be able to share the experience of setting the scenes and the environment, as well as a character to write with someone. I will link my other request post that I had created when first, which contains more fandom based ideas for things such as Red Dead Redemption 2 and Arcane.
Below are some story ideas that could be done with any pairing. I usually do MxM or MxF, playing the male but again, I would stress I'm willing to push past what I've done before (aside from my hard No's that I've included) and be able to enjoy the craft of writing a detailed story with someone.
Hello fellow writing enjoyer and potential writing partner, I'm Jackie and I am looking to be able to write more frequently with someone to explore characters within worlds that already exist within the world of a movie or show, or to create our own characters and world to write about.
I'm 24F who enjoys stories that involve romance (can be slow burn), drama, adventure, and I've been writing for about 10ish years. I live in EST timezone and can respond 2-3 times a day, maybe more depending on if I'm free and have the energy to write. I like a good mix of story to smut, my ratio being 50/50 or it could be 70/30 depending on your comfortability. I would like a partner who can match the responses, but understand people have lives outside of just writing, so I understand if the availability isn't always there to respond. No worries if you get busy and can't respond for longer than a week, I just ask you eventually maybe give a heads up that you won't be able to respond, but you in no way owe me specifics as to why.
I have quite a bit of free time inbetween my work days or during and would love to fill said time with writing long-term with someone who enjoys the following:
- Character exploration with regards to how each of our characters interact with one another.
- Writing around 500-1000 words per response, if and when it's called for. (This is not a strict rule but at max, two paragraphs would be appreciated to help keep our intrigue with the roleplay alive).
- Genres of Action and Adventure, Romance, Drama, Sci-fi, Medieval, and genres alike.
-Sharing OOC (out of character/in PMS) discussions about the roleplay and even maybe Art, whether it be music that might remind us of something in the rp or a character within it, or drawn art by either us or something we found online to share.
ADDITIONAL INFO + Plots + Writing Sample
-Teasing, Multiple releases, Light bondage, Release Denial, Sex Toys, Gagging (more can be discussed if there's anything you're interested in and want to see if I'm okay with)
-Incest, Non-Con MasterXSlave, Omegaverse, Age-play, not discussed character/animal deaths, Intensely described/uncanny gore
I believe there's so much to explore when it relates to understanding the flawed nature of characters within a story, and getting to show two characters falling for one another or just feeling the rush of emotions that drives them to do something. I usually stay strict to doing Canon based stories, but I would love to do more original works and to be able to share the experience of setting the scenes and the environment, as well as a character to write with someone. I will link my other request post that I had created when first, which contains more fandom based ideas for things such as Red Dead Redemption 2 and Arcane.
Below are some story ideas that could be done with any pairing. I usually do MxM or MxF, playing the male but again, I would stress I'm willing to push past what I've done before (aside from my hard No's that I've included) and be able to enjoy the craft of writing a detailed story with someone.
Themes IncludedFantasy, Drama, Violence, Romance
[1] An elf is on the run alone after their home was burned by the knights of a nearby kingdom which sought to make the elven king of the forest kneel before him. The elf is wounded and conceals their ears beneath their hooded cloak. A knight from the kingdom who had caused the damage encounters said elf within the edges of the forest, but in the desire to help someone in need they do so. A bond is formed…but when they discover each others identities after finding refuge in an abandoned cabin, how will they contend with their own beliefs and the individuals they are amongst the bigger picture of turmoil they were involved in?
Themes included: Sci-fi, Drama, Romance, Violence.
[2] A team of astronauts are sent to find new life in the galaxy, but amongst the team, there are two renowned astronauts that use to be friends turned rivals. Despite the reluctance to work together, a dire situation in space causes them to be forced to do as such. In their teamwork, they help save themselves and the crew, but find themselves with loss of contact with Earth, which leaves them to begin to panic. Within the chaos, there is hope, one of the two renowned astronauts more grounded and the other a bit paranoid, but they eventually find themselves falling for each other. They try to avoid the truth of it, but eventually find themselves drunkenly confessing one night alone with each other. How can they keep up hope and figure out how to return home?
General Ideas/Pairings:
- Villain X Hero
-Reformed Criminal X Detective who worked the case
-Supernatural person X human
-Werewolf X Human
-Vampire X Human
-Knight X Commoner
-Rockstar X Childhood Friend
- Western characters in love but one of them is secretly an outlaw and one of them works with the law
(More to come)
[1] An elf is on the run alone after their home was burned by the knights of a nearby kingdom which sought to make the elven king of the forest kneel before him. The elf is wounded and conceals their ears beneath their hooded cloak. A knight from the kingdom who had caused the damage encounters said elf within the edges of the forest, but in the desire to help someone in need they do so. A bond is formed…but when they discover each others identities after finding refuge in an abandoned cabin, how will they contend with their own beliefs and the individuals they are amongst the bigger picture of turmoil they were involved in?
Themes included: Sci-fi, Drama, Romance, Violence.
[2] A team of astronauts are sent to find new life in the galaxy, but amongst the team, there are two renowned astronauts that use to be friends turned rivals. Despite the reluctance to work together, a dire situation in space causes them to be forced to do as such. In their teamwork, they help save themselves and the crew, but find themselves with loss of contact with Earth, which leaves them to begin to panic. Within the chaos, there is hope, one of the two renowned astronauts more grounded and the other a bit paranoid, but they eventually find themselves falling for each other. They try to avoid the truth of it, but eventually find themselves drunkenly confessing one night alone with each other. How can they keep up hope and figure out how to return home?
General Ideas/Pairings:
- Villain X Hero
-Reformed Criminal X Detective who worked the case
-Supernatural person X human
-Werewolf X Human
-Vampire X Human
-Knight X Commoner
-Rockstar X Childhood Friend
- Western characters in love but one of them is secretly an outlaw and one of them works with the law
(More to come)
Writing Samples:
Nicolaus held his gaze to the profile of the Magpie's face, waiting for that other shoe to drop after his words and acts of more than a one night stands worth of affection. Still, under the influence of the drugs, he couldn't find it in himself to care of whatever incoming pain he would receive for being too clingy and kissy. His emerald eyes widened as he noticed what could be mistaken as a smirk but as he pulled away from leaning on the man's shoulder, he realized it was a smile tugging at those lips. It was a foreign sight to see, but it nearly made a smile form on his face, his mouth twitching upward at the others smile. As he listened to the response though he felt a pang of guilt begin to fester inside him, seeing the others face fall for a split second as he recalled something. Nicolaus glanced aside, knowing too well how past experiences shaped them to keep their distance from others, in his own case, to not express himself aside from rare moments like these. Here, his soul and being felt safe, being held by some unseen force that made him want to curl up and remain here as long as he could.
He didn't dwell on those he had lost, but he had his own demons as he assumed the magpie held locked away inside him as well. Nicolaus was at a loss for words of what to say—should he even say anything at all? Even with his familiarity with the man, did he even have the right to console him on the grounds that followed their sexual encounter between each other. A small part of him desired to pull the other close and reassure he understood, but his caution won overwhelmingly in his system that was hijacked by the pill he had ingested earlier. His eyes stared aimlessly aside for some long seconds before he looked back at the others face and gently pulled his hands away as he watched the other begin to seem overwhelmed. It was a pained sight to watch, the jittery and antsy behavior he had witnessed all to well. He could almost see the other rushing out the room or maybe even tackling him like a feral animal—allowing the other shoe to finally come slamming down on the foolish crows head.
His head quirked to the side abruptly when he heard the fumble of words that soon flew out of the others mouth. A…slushy? He felt he was hearing things again, but that uncertain smile told him it was real. His wings fluttered a bit behind him—making him flinch as he all too many times forgot he had them tucked away securely against himself or loosely hanging idly behind him. He took a few seconds before he spoke up; "uh sure, yeah…" Nicolaus quipped as a small flash of a smile quirked on his lips before disappearing. He slightly fumbled off of the bed before he started to get redressed again with clumsy fingers finding his articles of clothing one by one. His body almost was moving on its own as his eyes remained locked on the nude magpie, as if he'd be able to more into his thoughts somehow. Eventually he was fully clothed again, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt.
"What's your favorite flavor?" He questioned almost in an innocent manner, his voice quiet as he watched the other likely begin to dress himself. Curiosities of the magpie's intent had him flabbergasted as to what the end goal was here—almost never had he just had sex with someone, only to then leave whatever club or motel he was at to go get a slushy of all things. It was almost a laughable predicament, but he felt too invested and a bit attached to just walk away and miss out on what this could've been. Maybe this still just was a rouse that would lead to his demise, but his grasp on life wasn't all that tight to begin with. So there he stood, watching as the other got redressed, his hands shuffling slightly inside of his sweatshirt pocket, ready to be lead out and would follow to wherever the nearest gas station was to grab a slushy from.
He didn't dwell on those he had lost, but he had his own demons as he assumed the magpie held locked away inside him as well. Nicolaus was at a loss for words of what to say—should he even say anything at all? Even with his familiarity with the man, did he even have the right to console him on the grounds that followed their sexual encounter between each other. A small part of him desired to pull the other close and reassure he understood, but his caution won overwhelmingly in his system that was hijacked by the pill he had ingested earlier. His eyes stared aimlessly aside for some long seconds before he looked back at the others face and gently pulled his hands away as he watched the other begin to seem overwhelmed. It was a pained sight to watch, the jittery and antsy behavior he had witnessed all to well. He could almost see the other rushing out the room or maybe even tackling him like a feral animal—allowing the other shoe to finally come slamming down on the foolish crows head.
His head quirked to the side abruptly when he heard the fumble of words that soon flew out of the others mouth. A…slushy? He felt he was hearing things again, but that uncertain smile told him it was real. His wings fluttered a bit behind him—making him flinch as he all too many times forgot he had them tucked away securely against himself or loosely hanging idly behind him. He took a few seconds before he spoke up; "uh sure, yeah…" Nicolaus quipped as a small flash of a smile quirked on his lips before disappearing. He slightly fumbled off of the bed before he started to get redressed again with clumsy fingers finding his articles of clothing one by one. His body almost was moving on its own as his eyes remained locked on the nude magpie, as if he'd be able to more into his thoughts somehow. Eventually he was fully clothed again, shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweatshirt.
"What's your favorite flavor?" He questioned almost in an innocent manner, his voice quiet as he watched the other likely begin to dress himself. Curiosities of the magpie's intent had him flabbergasted as to what the end goal was here—almost never had he just had sex with someone, only to then leave whatever club or motel he was at to go get a slushy of all things. It was almost a laughable predicament, but he felt too invested and a bit attached to just walk away and miss out on what this could've been. Maybe this still just was a rouse that would lead to his demise, but his grasp on life wasn't all that tight to begin with. So there he stood, watching as the other got redressed, his hands shuffling slightly inside of his sweatshirt pocket, ready to be lead out and would follow to wherever the nearest gas station was to grab a slushy from.
Arthur cursed as he moved one train car down to where the chaos had seemed to originate and was somewhat glad that whoever was in there had dealt with it but it was time to leave now and try and likely shoot their way out of here before they all got caught. It was already bad enough a fog was setting in thick and I would've been to their benefit if it weren't for the possibility of being surrounded by the law and getting shot. He grunted as he shut the door behind himself for now and kept low as he heard the nagging voice from Bill—which Arthur would claim was an idiot who got kicked out of the navy because of such. But now wasn't the time, they needed to go and Bill haggling someone for more valuables was idiotic in this situation. "For god sakes! Leave him and take whatever the hell you can carry!" Arthur snapped as he pulled down his own bandanna covering his face, looking sternly to Bill who cursed and grabbed the bag and started to head out and shoot his way out.
In that moment Arthur didn't know what came over him, but he looked at the man who had likely gotten his head concussed from Bills manic behavior, and he felt something—he felt a mixture of pity, if instinctual protection despite his initial resignations to get the money he had and go—and yet, something inside him told him to save the man—he was the only one left in this train car and in all the chaos, he'd likely be killed without a second thought if mistaken for an outlaw. Arthur grimaced at that chance and soon cursed at himself as he soon hoisted the confused man over his shoulder and started to head off the train, narrowly avoiding bullets that crashed aimlessly through the windows.
Jumping out of the train car he whistled for his horse which came rushing through the fog. Arthur managed to get the man on the back of his horse on his stomach and jumped on the saddle before ridding away from the train. He avoided firing back since he didn't want to accidentally hit any of the gang. He knew their plan of action for this kind of nonsense and it was to split up and don't head to camp until ones sure they weren't followed. Arthur kept one hand behind himself to keep hold of the back of the man's coat to make sure he didn't fall off. "Keep still now—I'm getting you outa here!" He called back to the man as he kept his gaze forward as they made it further from the train and gunfire sounds.
Arthur slowed a bit and listened keenly for any other hoof sounds coming his way before he squinted and found a road which eventually lead to Valentine. He went a bit deep into the town before he dismounted his horse and got the man off, throwing the others arm around his shoulder before looking around for a place to set him down. He brought the man over to a set of stairs in front of the closed grocery store and set the other to sit there. "You're alright now—just…here, this should take off the edge of that bruise you got there" Arthur tried to assure and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, handing it to the possibly disoriented man he had just saved. Arthur wasn't a usual man of heroics, and yet here he was, against his usually brash judgement, saving some random stranger.
"You're in Valentine now so…hopefully you can catch a wagon to wherever you were headed tomorrow, but I'd advise you staying' at the in a bit down the road once you're up to walking there, it ain't far, just two buildings down" Arthur informed gruffly as he stood there in front of the man as he eyed that watch he recalled Bill had been trying to haggle him for. It wasn't worth it to try and take bow, especially not if he wanted to keep this interaction short and get out of here before potential law came strolling back into town. Arthur stared at the man for a moment and began to wonder if he had any money—if Bill had taken it already in that bag and yet something said it didn't matter. And yet it not mattering, Arthur reached into his own satchel and pulled out some money, soon kneeling and putting it in the man's hand. "Take this, it should be enough for a wagon out or train of here and for the inn" Arthur said while standing up and soon turning to walk back to his horse to remount onto—he was dragging this on too long—he needed to get back towards camp and hope no one died in that cluster of chaos.
In that moment Arthur didn't know what came over him, but he looked at the man who had likely gotten his head concussed from Bills manic behavior, and he felt something—he felt a mixture of pity, if instinctual protection despite his initial resignations to get the money he had and go—and yet, something inside him told him to save the man—he was the only one left in this train car and in all the chaos, he'd likely be killed without a second thought if mistaken for an outlaw. Arthur grimaced at that chance and soon cursed at himself as he soon hoisted the confused man over his shoulder and started to head off the train, narrowly avoiding bullets that crashed aimlessly through the windows.
Jumping out of the train car he whistled for his horse which came rushing through the fog. Arthur managed to get the man on the back of his horse on his stomach and jumped on the saddle before ridding away from the train. He avoided firing back since he didn't want to accidentally hit any of the gang. He knew their plan of action for this kind of nonsense and it was to split up and don't head to camp until ones sure they weren't followed. Arthur kept one hand behind himself to keep hold of the back of the man's coat to make sure he didn't fall off. "Keep still now—I'm getting you outa here!" He called back to the man as he kept his gaze forward as they made it further from the train and gunfire sounds.
Arthur slowed a bit and listened keenly for any other hoof sounds coming his way before he squinted and found a road which eventually lead to Valentine. He went a bit deep into the town before he dismounted his horse and got the man off, throwing the others arm around his shoulder before looking around for a place to set him down. He brought the man over to a set of stairs in front of the closed grocery store and set the other to sit there. "You're alright now—just…here, this should take off the edge of that bruise you got there" Arthur tried to assure and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, handing it to the possibly disoriented man he had just saved. Arthur wasn't a usual man of heroics, and yet here he was, against his usually brash judgement, saving some random stranger.
"You're in Valentine now so…hopefully you can catch a wagon to wherever you were headed tomorrow, but I'd advise you staying' at the in a bit down the road once you're up to walking there, it ain't far, just two buildings down" Arthur informed gruffly as he stood there in front of the man as he eyed that watch he recalled Bill had been trying to haggle him for. It wasn't worth it to try and take bow, especially not if he wanted to keep this interaction short and get out of here before potential law came strolling back into town. Arthur stared at the man for a moment and began to wonder if he had any money—if Bill had taken it already in that bag and yet something said it didn't matter. And yet it not mattering, Arthur reached into his own satchel and pulled out some money, soon kneeling and putting it in the man's hand. "Take this, it should be enough for a wagon out or train of here and for the inn" Arthur said while standing up and soon turning to walk back to his horse to remount onto—he was dragging this on too long—he needed to get back towards camp and hope no one died in that cluster of chaos.
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