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Rheya

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Hello, and welcome to my story-driven request thread. I'm looking for a strong writer who enjoys plotting, collaboration, and world building. I enjoy fantasy, sci-fi [fantasy], urban fantasy, folk horror, and adventure-based plots.

Story-DrivenMulti-ParaThread & PMFantasyStatus: Closed (look, I'm trying to be responsible)

  • I write in third-person only.
    My responses range from 3 paragraphs to a wall of text. I write what feels appropriate for the scene, and won't hold you to a word/paragraph count.
    I am only looking to play one female main character, but am happy to play side characters of any gender in non-sexual/romantic scenes.
    I lean towards playing human or near-human looking characters.
    I am a female writer, if that matters.
    I enjoy writing stories.
    PST
  • Story-driven plots – I don't have a hard ratio, but something between 90:10 and 60:40.
    Collaboration – the best part of RP is collaborating with a partner. Bouncing ideas off one another has resulted in some of the best RP's I've had.
    Creativity - Let's push the limits of our writing together, BMR is a writing site after all.
    Slow-ish burn to smut
    Romance
    Action
    OOC Communication – I enjoy brainstorming, gushing over our plot and characters, and general chatting.
    Enemy-to-lover romances (they don't need to be literal enemies, just at odds with one another.)
    Snarky banter
    World Building
    Complex Characters
    MC 21+, YC 25+ (Negotiable)
    Original Characters only
    Face claims (strong preference towards real life but I am open to drawn) and reference photos in general.
    Preference towards more dominate characters
    All ethnic groups and skin colors welcome. Your irl gender doesn't matter to me.
  • Open-line of OOC communication, even if it's just to let each other know that we are too busy or drained to post.
    Original Characters only
    Third-person only
    Threads preferred, but PM available as well.
    On average, 3 or more paragraphs so I have something to respond to.
    That being said, quality over quantity.
    Post Frequency: I am really relaxed. Once a week, every other week, or even once a month is fine.
  • Urban Fantasy
    Fantasy
    Adventure
    Supernatural
    Folk Horror
    D&D
    Sci-fi (fantasy/magic elements must be included)
    Mystery, investigative, and problem-solving plots
    Happy to include a combat/roll mechanic for added unpredictability


◤On and Offs◢
I generally match my kinks to what best suits the plot and characters. Below is just to provide some reference to what I like and am open to.
Kinks
Foreplay
Character Chemistry
Anal Sex (receiving)
Sexual Tension/Build-up
Passionate Sex
Sex outside the bedroom
Rough sex
Teasing
Antiheroes, reluctant heroes
Hair Pulling
Spanking
Wardrobe Malfunctions
Oral (Giving)
Biting
Possession
Snark
Light bondage
Reference images
Size difference (MC shorter)
Detail, oh that sweet, sweet detail
Not interested in
✧ Non-con
✧ Incest
✧ Bestiality
✧ Harems
✧ Characters under 18
✧ Succubus/Incubus
✧ Death (applies to main characters only)
✧ Canon Characters
✧ Violence (when related to sex and relationships)
Hard No's
✧ RP via Discord
✧ Footplay
✧ Vore
✧ Gore
✧ Toilet Play
✧ Anthro
✧ Mind Control
✧ Snuff

◤Potential Pairings & Plots◢

The following plots are just suggestions and examples of the sort of stories I am interested in writing. Feel free to let me know if you have an idea that's of a similar grain. Even if it's not fully fleshed out, I'm more than happy to work out the details.

Plots: Sci-fi
Accidental Goddess
MC fought for YC's less technologically-advanced planet centuries ago. Aided with technology and abilities unseen on Ebrion, the planet she had been assigned to protect as its guardian, the inhabitants saw her as a goddess. During her toughest fight yet against the Tok to protect the planet, she won but that victory came at a price. Her systems failed kicking in safety protocols trapping her in stasis for 400 years. In her absence, an entire religion formed with her at the center of it as their goddess. Awakened when a salvage ship found hers, a confused Dranaris laid low low taking on a different identity as she worked to determine exactly what had happened during the 400 years of her absence. I am expecting some plot concerning the fake religion that has formed with a priest who claims to communicate with the Goddess Dranaris and their enemy, the Tok. Who is YC? He could be a descendant of someone she was close with during her time as the planet's guardian. Someone high up in the government or military, and a follower of the Goddess.

Time Travel
MC is from the near future and sent back in time to protect your character as he plays a major part in the war to come.

Plots: Urban Fantasy
Supernatural Detectives
Our characters are partners (whether forced or voluntarily) that solve cases involving the supernatural. Demon or poltergeist haunting a house or school? Exorcism needed? Is an urban legend terrorizing a national park or the crazy cult at it again? The plot could involve smaller cases like these and/or a large overarching entity.
Alternatively, they could be private investigators or work for the a magic task force. (Open to M/F, F/F, or F/Fu for this one.)

Guardian
MC is chosen to protect yours, who may or may not be aware of his abilities while supernatural forces vie for power. Alternatively, YC could be tasked with protecting mine if you prefer. Potential story lines could include acclimating YC to this new world and fighting off evil forces.


Plots: Fantasy
Old Gods Reawakening
It has been over a century since the horrors that slumber below the mountains and in the woods plagued the once bustling mining town of Burnsley. Its story and cautionary tale have since been reduced to nothing more than an old wives' tale after what was deemed a natural disaster reduced the old town and most residence to ash with only the old post office, schoolhouse, and church still standing. As the story goes, there was an earthquake in the mine that caused a plume of black dust to go spiraling through the tunnels. The miners caught in the dust returned covered in the icky soot, but weren't quite the same, each sharing a similar account of hearing several voices that sounded to be speaking in tongues. Over the next week, they began forming blisters over their bodies. Many went mad, becoming erratic and violent or disappearing into the mine or woods never to be seen or heard from again. The mine reopened after it was deemed safe by company inspectors, and things returned to normal for some time. This was just the beginning of Burnsley's horrors as when the next earthquake came, it caused a fissure to open near the town center. This is where the accounts passed down by the residents who were lucky enough to escape the disaster and the public press release written by the county of Polk differ. The residents say otherworldly creatures with no faces or eyes crawled out from the fissure, snatching the people and dragging them into the depths below. Those not dragged down were burned alive by the steam rising from below setting all but the three buildings aflame. After the disaster, the few families that returned said they could hear the voices of the deceased beckoning them into the woods. Overtime, the voices grew quieter, and the unofficial account was forgotten, but the families of Burnsley never dared venture into the dark woods at night.

The town has since grown and mine reopened. Voices and unnatural noises can be heard coming from the woods once more.


Our characters will be investigating the disturbances and strange sights of creatures in the woods. They do not necessarily have to start out as partners as one could have a connection to the town while the other is an officer investigating a disappearance. I've left this pretty open intentionally so we can incorporate whatever elements we would like into the story. Has the town pastor or cult made a deal with the entities that haunt the town? Is the land getting retribution against the corporation? Did the miners uncover a portal to the pits of hell?

Potential Pairings & Settings
MC on the right
✦ Mage x Mage
✦ Master x Apprentice (Past or Present)
✦ Adventurer x Adventurer
✦ Super x Super
✦ Detective x Detective

Settings:
Fantasy
D&D (Most familiar with 5e)
Supernatural (big fan of Appalachian lore)
Virtual reality - something akin to Sword Art Online
Modern or urban fantasy
Modern with Supers
Magic school setting (18+ characters only)
More plots to come. I am nothing if not constantly inspired.

Writing Sample
The strong winds were cold and crisp, a stark contrast to the muggy temperatures of the lower levels of the tower. Charlotte walked cautiously towards the edge trying to maintain her balance as the turbulent winds threatened to topple the small woman. Once she was ten feet from the edge, Charlotte extended her arms straight out forming a T-shape and imagined herself high in the air. She had never flown before but the winds brushing against her smooth skin felt strangely familiar. The cycling, deafening winds tossed her uniform and hair about, but she did not fuss with it, instead allowing it to continue blowing freely as she held her arms out and took in the extraordinary sights below. The rider felt like she could see everything from up here and could have spent the entirety of the lesson just watching as the birds soar high above the forest's canopy.

His touch grounded her back down to reality. Without offering any resistance, she moved as his hand quickly guided her, spinning around until her back was against the man's muscular chest. The rider closed her eyes as she basked in the man's warm touch once more. Even before their bond, there was something about the mysterious man that drew her to him.

A grin spread across her face and blue eyes illuminated as he instructed her on lightening magic. It was the moment she had long waited for; she would learn to cast magic. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath steadying her mind as he instructed before, and then began feeling their connection through the bond so that she could draw upon his power. As soon as she opened her mind, she felt the nearly blinding well of power residing within the dragon. It nearly overwhelming for the inexperienced mage to feel much less direct, but there was comfort in their proximity allowing her to regain her focus once again. Charlotte drew a sliver of magic from his center, fed it down his arm into his fingers to her wrist where they were resting.

The zing sent a flood of energy throughout her body, causing her to gasp. Quickly recovering before the sliver of magic could scatter, she focused and tried to quell trying to quell the excitement growing inside. Sliver by sliver, she drew upon his power until a sizable sphere of energy formed at her center. Once she felt she had reached her capacity, she held it condensed until the tiny threads no longer threatened to break off. Under her control, slivers were meticulously routed through her body to her hand with only a few tiny threads breaking off and entering her nerves causing her to involuntarily shudder.

Extending her right-hand outwards, tiny sparks of electricity danced and crackled along her fingertips. Taking a deep breath, she directed more from the sphere of power contained within her core to her hand. The sparks became larger and more chaotic, and the tiny bolts of bright blue and white electricity extended an inch outward from her fingertips. The feeling was wild, thrilling, and intoxicating. It was a chaotic, unpredictable element, and not unlike the mage herself, forming almost a kinship with the element. She wanted to harness its violent nature, unleash it in its wild state. Despite the woman's inexperience, she felt a sense of unnatural control and connection to its nature. She knew it was dangerous, perhaps even reckless, but with her bonded near, there was a sense of safety that helped her push pass the boundary of what a new mage should responsibly wield and unleash the violent power of an unbridled storm against the poor undeserving stone slab.

Directing the entirety of the energy pooled at her center into her hand. Bolts of purple lightening, hot and chaotic struck out from her fingertips violently striking the wall with deadly precision. The bang, crackling, and snapping sounded off the stone walls until all the energy had been expended.
 
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