Fx Male ★ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 . | 𝐚𝐝𝐯 𝐥𝐢𝐭〈 𝐟 ● 𝐦 〉

[lait]

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Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Best safety lies in fear

Hey there, call me lait, I'm an ancient dinosaur of BMR trying to get herself back into writing after a very, very long hiatus(?) away from this site. I'm going to keep this thread short and sweet and to the point. This also means we'll be taking this as casually as possible No pressure, and nothing intense since I'm just looking to have fun writing you all! I've been writing for as long as I can remember. I'm somewhere around 15+ years of writing. Do people care about that? Either way, I'm a literal fossil. I like to consider myself an advanced literate writer if that's what you aim for.

To keep this thread short, sweet, and to the point, just some immediate things: I have a life outside of this that involves me traveling a lot for work but I will always get a reply out, and it will be (usually) timely. I'm currently in downtime for work which means I'll have a lot more time to make responses. Which means I'm looking for generally relaxed writing partners. No pressure, and nothing intense since I'm just looking to have fun being creative and writing you! If you ghost, that's alright with me.

Otherwise, let's get into it, homie.

★ I write between 600-2000+ words words depending on the material received. (third-person / novella style usually)
★ Not all posts are going to need 2000+ words, sometimes it's just conversation happening between characters and that's okay.
★ Communication - just let me know if you're not interested in the story/ have life events pop up and I'll do the same
★ Threads or PMS = OK. I prefer threads over pms.
★ Chat me up in ooc - let's make it fun and brainstorm ideas together to make what we're writing cool!
★ Slow burns | story & environment/world-building are some of my favorite things to do.
★ There is absolutely no rush to get a reply back to me. I'm pretty busy during the day so I make time in the afternoon/night for replies.

Click to be brought to: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 : 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝
or check out some plot ideas below.​

 

[lait]

 

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒
dark ∙ psycho-horror ∙ thrillers ∙ heavy violence ∙ morally gray characters ∙ slow burn ∙ manipulation ∙ forbidden relationships ∙ bad endings ∙ mystery ∙ role swaps
sad endings ∙ drug abuse ∙ big bad evil guys ∙ savior complex ∙ organized crime ∙ mafia themes ∙ toxic couples ∙ age gaps ∙ black mail ∙ betrayal ∙ obsession ∙ lynchian horror ∙

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬
To see more details on plots check out my plot thread here: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 . | 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 .
If you see: ↔ = open to role reversal
✷ I 100% only like to write in threads over pms, but if you'd like to write with me and are 200% not comfortable with threads, I completely understand.
✷ I am open to writing as a male character, as long as you're comfortable with me being a lady on the other side of the screen.
✷ If a plot is taken, I will most likely not take another story on it unless you have the same pairing idea with a major twist or something.[/JUSTIFY]

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  ✷ Pairing Idea: rival mafia families & old flames
  ✷ Soundtrack: Furious - Kaz Moon
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Story Tags: organized crime ∙ heavy violence ∙ forced marriage ∙ mafia violence ∙ toxic couple ∙ blackmail ∙ betrayal
  
  
  We loved.
  We loved before responsibility. We loved so much and so deep.
  And then I came like ruin.
  We loved before we knew who we were. We loved and it was requited, pure, and simple. And then I broke him. I shattered whatever beautiful peace we shared, whatever beautiful image he had of me and left him for dead. He thought so highly of me once, and made sure he listened closely. For him whatever I had to say- no matter how stupid, was important. Doberman, they called him now. He was ruthless, cruel, cold-blooded, hardened and not nearly the person I knew way back in our youth. He'd grown, matured, and experienced hate, heartbreak, betrayal back to back. He can't even bother a glance of me. We were sin and tonic. A toxic mix. A shame. For the sake of our families, for peace, for money we had to marry.​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: psychologist & criminal
  ✷ Soundtrack: Tumbling Lights - The Acid
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Story Tags: dark ∙ psycho-horror ∙ thriller ∙ violence ∙ morally gray characters ∙ slow burn ∙ manipulation
  This plot requires a lot of world-building, and multiple characters and is a very heavy plot.
  
  
  There was something frustratingly intriguing and almost provocative in the way his mind worked. Our small talk was always short. The less filler chat we had the more he allowed me to let me dive into the darkest depths of his mind. A place no one tried to voyage. He wasn't your standard patient who simply hated everything or was misunderstood or had mommy issues. He wasn't someone who wanted to just interrupt the flow of life because he felt like it. He manipulated people and he was too good at it. I understood the dangers of speaking with him on the levels I did, and I knew it was wrong. All of it. I knew each of his crimes was wrong, how he evaded capture was wrong. I knew right down to the way he made me feel when he greeted me the same way when he'd entered my office was wrong. I always found myself disgusted by it at first. Always with a frigid, frightening smile, "My little mind princess. Here to dissect my brain again, huh?" He, always sarcastic, always handcuffed at his wrists and ankles, and always with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: Detective ↔ Murderer
  ✷ Soundtrack: DO YOU FEEL REAL - Sevdaliza
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: dark romance ∙ heavy violence ∙ manipulation ∙ stockholm ∙ morally gray murder ∙ mystery
  
  
  Oh, woe was she. Woe was the woman- the widow who lost her husband. What would she do without the love of her life by her side now? How was she to go on knowing she simply wouldn't have him? It was supposed to be love and loyalty, forever, til death do them part. But he'd been missing for weeks now, and she just couldn't fathom 'til death do us part'. Blasphemous! He was just missing and it wasn't her fault. There was no reasoning behind the widow being suspect! She and her husband shared such a sacred companionship, a sacred union of love and light. The widow loved her dear husband with every fiber of her being! Catered to him, tended to him, and followed through with every request There was just no way she could do it. So who had done it? Where had her dear husband gone? What monster had taken the sweet life of the widow's husband? What secrets is she willing to share? What secrets lie within the walls of her home?​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: ??? ↔ ???
  ✷ Soundtrack: Goodnight, God Bless, I Love U, Delete. - †††
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: cult themes ∙ violence & death ∙ horror ∙ morally gray characters ∙ secret society ∙ betrayal
  
  more information soon
  
  Best safety lies in fear. Best safety lies in fear. A violet in the youth of primy nature. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, the perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. No more. No more. Best safety lies in fear. Best safety lies in fear. If he says he loves you. If he says he loves you. If he says he loves you. Perhaps he loves you now. Best safety lies in fear. Best safety lies in fear. A violet in the youth of primy nature. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, the perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more. No more. No more. Best safety lies in fear. Best safety lies in fear. If he says he loves you. If he says he loves you. If he says he loves you. Perhaps he loves you now. Best safety lies in fear. Best safety lies in fear. A violet in the youth of primy nature. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting.
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: cartel leader ↔ runaway/escort/dancer
  ✷ Soundtrack: THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND - BAD OMENS
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: heavy abuse ∙ heavy violence ∙ heavy manipulation ∙ cat & mouse ∙ savior complex
  
  
  There was no love in this. No matter what he said. She had to keep telling herself this as she ran. As she'd keep running. No matter how badly her thighs burned. No matter the amount of sharp branches that dug themselves into her feet as she ran. No matter how much her chest burned as she ran. She hated him. She hated that no matter where she went or where she hid he always found her. But she knew no one would ever love her like he did. She knew that if she tried at some chance of a normal life it wouldn't be the same. She'd always be on edge. What was the point of running after all...? No, she had to keep going. If she slowed down he'd catch her again. She refused to keep letting him win. Refused to keep letting him do what he wanted with her. 'Keep running. Keep running.'​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: hitman ↔ gang leader
  ✷ Soundtrack: LIMBO - DPR IAN
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Story Tags: violence ∙ drug use ∙ enemies with benefits ∙ mentally unstable characters ∙ revenge ∙ abuse
  
  
  I'd spent so much time crying, wasting tears on somebody I couldn't even save. And then he killed her. No matter how cruel she was to me, how badly she betrayed me, I wouldn't dare allow him to have taken advantage of her kindness, her purity and get away with it. Over my dead body. Knowing a hit finally came on him, and I was assigned to it? An electric feeling. He was to go out slow, cold, and alone. He was brought into the world to suffer and die by my hands. But when his heartless, fearless eyes found mine- the way his words trashed about my core. the way he insolently encouraged me to kill him... The way he put the gun I held, trembling angrily, to his thudding temple. The way I wished so badly for my fingers to release the trigger, to shut him up, to end his reign of terror on me, on my heart, on my existence. How he would no more be able to manipulate me, to make me continue to want him and hate him simultaneously. I took him out of my existence, only to crawl back into his arms, knowing it would make me go insane. And yet tears spilled from my eyes as he laughed at me trembling to the thought of finally killing him.
  "You can't do it, can you, mia cara?"
  "I-"​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: stalker & victim
  ✷ Soundtrack: Change (In the House of Flies) - deftones
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: violence ∙ substance abuse ∙ evil character ∙ obsession ∙ non-con & dub-con ∙ degradation ∙
  
  
  He watches me. Every. Fucking. Night. I can feel him, with his knife- sharp and chrome, dragging up the length my leg. I don't know how he gets in. I don't know how he evades the cameras. But every morning his mask sits on the counter of my home on display as if a message to let me know he's not going anywhere. To let me know that he's always here, eerily creeping about my home. Parts of me are fearless, and want to confront him. I want to question him. Why me? Why now? Why all of a sudden? I loved my home, it was old and perfect and separated from the city. I had nothing but good memories of growing up here and now everything just feels off. The air is always uneasy... Fear creeps down my back night after night knowing he's just a few feet from my bed, breathing steadily behind the mask, leaving me with many sleepless nights but... I want to know more, and I want to indulge the shadow at the end of my bed.​
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𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒
vanilla love ∙ sexual tension ∙ enemies to lovers ∙ love-hate relationships ∙ teasing ∙ slow burn ∙ sexual fustruation ∙ forbidden relationships ∙ secret relationships ∙ long lost lover ∙ old flames
age gap ∙ overprotective lovers ∙ scandals ∙ drama ∙ erotic ∙ love triangles ∙ fake relationships ∙ feuding families ∙ badboy/goodgirl ∙ sunshine/grumpy ∙ love on the job ∙ second chance ∙ hopeless romantic

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬
To see more details on plots check out my plot thread here: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 . | 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 .
If you see: ↔ = open to role reversal
✷ I 100% only like to write in threads over pms, but if you'd like to write with me and are 200% not comfortable with threads, I completely understand.
✷ I am open to writing as a male character, as long as you're comfortable with me being a lady on the other side of the screen.
✷ If a plot is taken, I will most likely not take another story on it unless you have the same pairing idea with a major twist or something.​

XXxxxXXxxX𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝟏𝟎𝟕𝟑XXxxXXX XXXxxxxxXX𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃XXXXX XXXxxxxxXX𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄XXXXX XXXxxxxxXX𝐏𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐃𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐍XXXXX XXxxxxXxxxx𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓XXXXxxX

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  ✷ Pairing Idea: Romance Author ↔ Resort Owner
  ✷ Soundtrack: Wait - Sabrina Claudio
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Story Tags: tension ∙ secret relationship ∙ drama ∙ scandals ∙ slow burn ∙ sexual frustration ∙ teasing
  
  
  Writers were supposed to only be in love with their work and their writing. They were supposed to love the fantasy of the men they wrote about and never to actually experience it because, after all, it was only ever simply a fantasy. Never to especially fall for the resort owner of the hotel she's supposed to have her book signing at. Writers weren't supposed to stray from actual work and write side fantasies about a gorgeous, resort owner ripping her clothes off and taking her right there. No short side stories about steamy romantic sessions with the two of them hidden away in his office, the door unlocked and risking someone coming in as he made passionate love to her. Never! Deadlines were important! They had frustrated managers, and waiting editors and beta readers waiting for them! There was no time to deviate from important tasks, even if they were for gorgeous resort owners who played oh so hard to get.​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: College Professor ↔ Student
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Soundtrack: Off The Grid - Alina Baraz
  ✷ Story Tags: age gap ∙ tension ∙ secret relationship ∙ drama ∙ scandals ∙ slow burn ∙ sexual frustration
  
  
  In a sea of bored students within the walls of my lecture hall, he was one to follow my every move. Every movement, every action, every word. His eyes danced with my form. I felt it burning at my back every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for two hours. Never once did he look at me as if I was boring. Never like he couldn't stand me or didn't care about the material I was teaching that day. He was the spec of color to the dull life I'd led up till then. His eyes were like liquid, his smile was like warm rays caressing me when he caught me looking at him yet again, making me stumble over my words. He liked making me nervous and it filled my heart and soul with every hungry gaze. He looked at me as if I was the sun rising for him every morning, like if he looked away, I'd disappear. Never once did he look at us as if we were just teacher & student. He spoke with me as if we'd always been more. That was the problem. That's just what we were. I, just his professor, and he, just one of my many students. When I decided to teach a summer course, I never intended for it to end up this way. Not with him, and not with how intentional his feelings for me were.​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: CEO ↔ Executive Assistant
  ✷ Soundtrack: Affection - Between Friends
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★☆☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: homewrecking ∙ scandal ∙ drama ∙ affairs ∙ slow burn ∙ light bdsm ∙ secrets ∙ messy relationship
  
  
  This was not the type of relationship anyone was supposed to involve themselves in. The job itself was already so intrusive. Knowing his schedule, his meetings, his wife and kids, having dinner with them, all while knowing he thinks about laying me across his desk wishing he could his stress out on me. All by the man who you're employed by. We didn't stop. We couldn't stop. Who even had the time to think about that? The attraction was there, the chemistry was stronger than our will to know the whole encounter was wrong. It was one time. We said we'd never speak about it ever again and yet here we were. It was so good. He was too good. He knew exactly where to touch, when, and how and I just found myself drowning in more and more of him. He was brimming with power, he was mean and he took what he wanted from me because I silently, with no hesitation or fight, gave it to him. Most of all there was no way he could lie to himself and say there wasn't a hunger for me. It started innocently. Glances that had us undressing each other with our eyes; Then it grew, and then it spiraled.​
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: Cartel Leader & Club Performer
  ✷ Soundtrack: thirty three - REAPER
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★☆☆
  ✷ Story Tags: tension ∙ betrayal ∙ second chances ∙ scandals ∙ drama ∙ sexual tension
  
  
  He was something of a spectacle in our city. Special, in a way where he'd silently just light up any room he entered without saying a word. Everyone knew him, loved, and adored him. Despite it all, he was still dangerous and everyone knew it. This was his night club and I was just his intruding little songstress that sing my pretty little heart away night after night. I knew he kept tabs on me. It'd be foolish not to. A new woman moving into town, not a soul knowing her? He watched for me, waited on me. If it wasn't him personally in the shadows, it was one of his men. I was here for a reason he didn't know yet. We had unfinished business that he didn't even know he was involved in. He was owed an apology he didn't know he needed. How was I to apologize when he'd kissed me so tenderly that night? How was he to forgive me when I'd done something so wrong?​
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  A freak accident with no perpetrator or evidence, a missing body, and one woman who knows what happened. She's new to town, but not new to performing. A singer by night and the new main act with a beautiful voice to match for 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨, owned by one of the most notorious cartel leaders in the state. The club is a means of a base for easy passage of cargo and a mini headquarters for him. He hires new entertainment without knowing the secrets that lie with her. She recognizes him immediately. The little brother of the man who was murdered before her eyes. But he doesn't know anything about her, he only knows that she's here now, she's beautiful and he wants her to be his eternally— but not without a full scrub of who she is. He didn't just let anyone into his city or his club without "getting to know" them thoroughly. She knows he's watching, waiting for her to slip up but when they find themselves enthralled by each other they spill a little more than just secrets.
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  ✷ Pairing Idea: Body Guard ↔ Modern Princess
  ✷ Soundtrack: FAUX - Katie
  ✷ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 ★★★★☆
  ✷ Story Tags: age gap ∙ love-hate relationship ∙ scandal ∙ drama ∙ love on the job ∙ slow burn ∙ sexual tension
  
  details coming soon

 

[lait]

★ 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫 ● 𝑼𝑷𝑫𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 𝟎𝟓/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒​

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟
𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
𝐖𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞​

Plot Thread: 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 . | 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 .
Looks like I can take another story. In the mood for a messy romance.
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