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[Rheya]

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

Story-Driven ║ Multi-Para ║ Thread & PM ║ Fantasy/Sci-Fi/Urban ║ Status: Open

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✦ About Me ✦ ✦ What I am looking for ✦ ✦ Expectations ✦ ✦ Story Setting and Elements ✦

• ✦ 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.
  ✦ 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.
  ✦ I lean towards playing human or near-human looking characters.
  ✦ OCC-friendly
  ✦ Life-friendly. Things popup. You have irl priorities. That's fine, I don't mind waiting for a reply.
  ✦ PST
• ✦ Story-driven plots – I don't have a hard ratio, but something between 80:20 and 60:40.
  ✦ Slow-ish burn to smut
  ✦ Romance
  ✦ Opposites attract ♥
  ✦ Action
  ✦ Strong preference towards more dominate characters
  ✦ Enemy/Rivals-to-lover romances (they don't need to be literal enemies, just at odds with one another.)
  ✦ Snarky banter
  ✦ World Building
  ✦ Complex Characters
  ✦ I'm all for broken characters, but they need to have greater emotional stability than a toddler
  ✦ MC 21+, YC 25+ (Negotiable, 18+ only)
  ✦ Original Characters only
  ✦ Face claims (strong preference towards real life or AI, but I am open to drawn) and reference photos in general
  ✦ 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 and PMs only
  ✦ 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
• ✦ Urban Fantasy
  ✦ Fantasy
  ✦ Dark and grim setting
  ✦ Anything supernatural or legends/folklore ♥ ♥ ♥
  ✦ D&D
  ✦ Sci-fi
  ✦ Politics Intrigue
  ✦ Mystery, investigative, and problem-solving plots ♥ ♥ ♥

◤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
✦ Praise
✦ Collar and optional leash
✦ Antiheroes, reluctant heroes
✦ Emotionally unavailable MMC
✦ Hair Pulling
✦ Spanking
✦ Wardrobe Malfunctions
✦ Oral (Giving)
✦ Biting
✦ Possession
✦ Snark
✦ Light bondage
✦ Reference images
✦ Size difference (MC shorter)
✦ Detail, oh that sweet, sweet detail

No's

✧ RP via Discord
✧ Non-con
✧ Harems
✧ Characters under 18
✧ Death (applies to main characters only)
✧ Canon Characters
✧ Violence (when related to sex and relationships)
✧ 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: Historical
✦ Indiana Jones/The Mummy Inspired Story ✦ An RP that involves two characters forced to work together in search of an artifact. I am imagining they’re racing against the clock and other rival organizations that hope to use it for their own malicious gain.

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.)

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)
✦ Historical with adventure/treasure hunting elements
✦ 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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