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nyix
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- Dec 16, 2024
Hello there! And Welcome to my little request page ^_^ I'm glad you stopped by!
About me:
My name is Nyix. I am new to BMR but not to writing. I have been writing a variety of stories for over 10 years now. I am cis-female based in the US. English is my first language. I consider myself a casual literate writer. I absolutely do not write one liners. My post length can vary from a few paragraphs to 1000+ words. It really depends on my writing partner. Regardless of length, you can expect detailed responses. You can expect fairly regular responses from me. I range from a few times a week to at least once weekly. I will be communicative and let you know if I am going on vacation or will be away from a computer for a certain amount of time. I am very open and collaborative so if you have an idea, please don't hesitate to bring it up! The worst I can say is 'no' but I assure you it will be in a very polite and respectful way ^_^
What I expect from a writing partner:
- Collaboration. I don't want to be the only one ironing out details and driving the story forward. Half of the fun, to me, is working together to develop an intriguing story with a world and characters we have built together
- Communication. Kind of goes with above. I enjoy communicating about what we want to write/how we want to bring our story to life. This also translate to outside of story-talk as well. I appreciate a heads up if you are going to be gone for a while and won't be replying for over a week. I will extend the same curtesy to you.
- No one liners! I expect you to match my freak. Doesn't have to be word count to word count (I prefer quality over quantity anyway). I expect the same effort to make sure we both stay interested and involved in our story
- Respect. I will respect your boundaries and in return you will respect mine. If there is clear disregard for boundaries after clear communication, I will not hesitate to drop what we are doing.
- Third person writing ONLY - One of my biggest pet peeves is first person. Please just... don't.
The Stories (Smut/Plot):
As you will see below, I am a lover of most things. There's is little I am not willing to write and explore. Smut is an important aspect of stories but very rarely do I want a smut dominate story. I need some plot to keep things going. With that being said a minimum 50/50 ratio is important to me. Obviously, some stories inherently have ore smut or plot so 50/50 is not a hard and fast rule but more of a guideline. 100% smut stories are not for me so please don't approach me with that kind of writing prompt. All characters must be 18+ and in compliance with site rules.
My Writing:
- Below I will include a writing sample for any of those interested in seeing what my style is like
- I only write in third person (past or present - dealers choice). I will never write first person.
- I prefer to write female characters against a male or other female character, I have tried writing male characters many times but unfortunately I lose interest soooo fast
- I prefer writing the more submissive role. Not a flop-over-and-do-everything-they-say role but more like a lioness (can stand up for herself, and will, but will 'submit' when it is earned or she is head over heels for her partner) or like a bratty sub or switch role. Dom in life, sub in the bedroom, that sort of thing.
- I will write in DM's or in Threads just not on Discord or outside of the site
Limitations:
It's easier to list what I am not wiling to write. I am an open book, pun intended, and quite accepting of many facets of roleplay. I do have some hard stops, and these are them. If your story must include any of these topics, I am not the partner for you.
- Descriptive gore (in a sexual setting, ok with some outside of that)
- Anything that belongs in the toilet
- Incest
Anything else is really fair game - just ask. We can define our hard limitation while discussing the story.
Kinks:
- Also hard to list some favorites. It's soooo story dependent for me. Like if we are writing a light, slice of life story/romance than I'm gonna want foreplay, passion, after care, etc. But if dive into something dark then I am absolutely about the non-con/dub-con, BDSM, etc. because it fits the story and that can help keep the story true and move it forward. If you require a list, I'm sure I can come up with one after I have a better idea of what kind of story we are going to write.
Before us lies a book of blank pages. Let's fill it in with intriguing stories of romance, fantasies, drama, and dark desires dragged into the light.
So now on to the good stuff!! Story prompts and current cravings. I like a range from Slice-of-Life to dark themes and that can pretty much go for any of the following topics. I will add more as time goes on and update with cravings when I get the itch for something specific. Below is still a WIP! I am gathering my thoughts and ironing out the details. Please check back soon for updates!
More to come, I just wanted to get this up and I will continue to gather my thoughts and edit ^_^ Thanks for popping by.
If you are interested in writing together, please DM me. DO NOT REPLY TO THIS THREAD.
Last Updated: 12/16/2024
About me:
My name is Nyix. I am new to BMR but not to writing. I have been writing a variety of stories for over 10 years now. I am cis-female based in the US. English is my first language. I consider myself a casual literate writer. I absolutely do not write one liners. My post length can vary from a few paragraphs to 1000+ words. It really depends on my writing partner. Regardless of length, you can expect detailed responses. You can expect fairly regular responses from me. I range from a few times a week to at least once weekly. I will be communicative and let you know if I am going on vacation or will be away from a computer for a certain amount of time. I am very open and collaborative so if you have an idea, please don't hesitate to bring it up! The worst I can say is 'no' but I assure you it will be in a very polite and respectful way ^_^
What I expect from a writing partner:
- Collaboration. I don't want to be the only one ironing out details and driving the story forward. Half of the fun, to me, is working together to develop an intriguing story with a world and characters we have built together
- Communication. Kind of goes with above. I enjoy communicating about what we want to write/how we want to bring our story to life. This also translate to outside of story-talk as well. I appreciate a heads up if you are going to be gone for a while and won't be replying for over a week. I will extend the same curtesy to you.
- No one liners! I expect you to match my freak. Doesn't have to be word count to word count (I prefer quality over quantity anyway). I expect the same effort to make sure we both stay interested and involved in our story
- Respect. I will respect your boundaries and in return you will respect mine. If there is clear disregard for boundaries after clear communication, I will not hesitate to drop what we are doing.
- Third person writing ONLY - One of my biggest pet peeves is first person. Please just... don't.
The Stories (Smut/Plot):
As you will see below, I am a lover of most things. There's is little I am not willing to write and explore. Smut is an important aspect of stories but very rarely do I want a smut dominate story. I need some plot to keep things going. With that being said a minimum 50/50 ratio is important to me. Obviously, some stories inherently have ore smut or plot so 50/50 is not a hard and fast rule but more of a guideline. 100% smut stories are not for me so please don't approach me with that kind of writing prompt. All characters must be 18+ and in compliance with site rules.
My Writing:
- Below I will include a writing sample for any of those interested in seeing what my style is like
- I only write in third person (past or present - dealers choice). I will never write first person.
- I prefer to write female characters against a male or other female character, I have tried writing male characters many times but unfortunately I lose interest soooo fast
- I prefer writing the more submissive role. Not a flop-over-and-do-everything-they-say role but more like a lioness (can stand up for herself, and will, but will 'submit' when it is earned or she is head over heels for her partner) or like a bratty sub or switch role. Dom in life, sub in the bedroom, that sort of thing.
- I will write in DM's or in Threads just not on Discord or outside of the site
It didn’t take long for the blood to soak through the gauze packed tightly against the Hunter’s open wound. Another deep laceration, a clean cut right through the muscle, nearly to the bone. He got lucky his arm wasn’t severed clean off. The woman’s cherry lips pulled into a tight frown, “What have I told you about this shit, Ace?” A pair of sapphire eyes shot the man a cold look. He returned her criticism with a clenched jaw, “Well, it isn’t like I meant to let the him slice me like a damn Christmas ham!” It was an obviously frustrated tone. The woman’s judgement wasn’t something he wanted on his plate in addition to all the other shit going on, “Look, all I’m sayin’ is that I’m sick of having to patch you up like a pair of old trousers,” she explained, yet again. There was truth to her words. This was the third time in six months Ace had found himself under the nurse’s needle. Toni replaced the soaked gauze with a fresh stack while the scarlet heap fell to the floor, “Pressure,” she reminded him as she grabbed his other hand and slapped it over the wound, “Yeah, yeah,” he growled, watching her move towards the cabinet.
Toni kept her mouth shut. As much as she wanted to keep chastising the youth it would be a fruitless effort. He was born into the profession and was all too eager to please the Elders and earn his right among the ranks of the Order by skill rather than by his blood. Even Toni had heard them whisper about his subpar training. She found herself stewing with frustration mostly because she cared, maybe a bit too much, about the patients that came across her table.
“Ya almost drunk enough for me to get started?” she glanced over her shoulder with a playful grin to lighten the mood. Ace returned her grin with one of his own. The half empty bottle of whiskey beside the bed was slowly seeping into his system. It’s a crude but effective way to numb the pain. Her stern gaze bore into his, she could see the glossy effect of the liquor taking hold even before he spoke, “Maybe,” he hiccuped, glancing towards the wound. Without considering the consequences of her wrath, he gently lifted the gauze, “QUIT!”, her voice was sharp and commanding, enough to make the young man flinch and drop the gauze right back onto the wound.
The soft clink of glasses broke the silence as she began to set out the necessary tools to start patching the boy up, “This is gonna hurt more than last time. It’s deeper,” the seriousness of her tone had returned, “Ya sure you’re ready?” His brown eyes smiled with his lips, “You sure are pretty, Toni,” There was a sincerity to his words, and she knew he meant it. He always did. The hopeless romantic didn’t stand a chance in this cruel world. It broke her heart that one day she wouldn’t be able to save him from the demons he chased.
“Alright, bite on this,” a wooden rod was pressed between his teeth like it had been many times before. His eyes squeezed shut and a quick, resolute nod gave her the okay to get started.
A deep, healing breath steeled her nerves while the flame of the candle turned the needle’s point a hot red. Steady hands began to work, never faltering despite the squirming of the boy and his screams that she tried to block out. It only got easier when he eventually passed out. It was always difficult to tell if it was from the booze or the pain, but Toni always hoped it was the booze. There wasn’t much else she could do for them in this dusty, underground, far-from-sterile, rundown basement.
The sound of heavy boots stole her attention away for a moment. Instead of a friendly greeting, she said nothing and only frowned down at the now neatly stitched wound. Cade broke the silence with a deep cough to clear his throat. She protested in silence, standing suddenly to clean up and turn a cold shoulder to the new arrival.
“Looks like he’ll be alright,” Cade’s voice was softer than you would expect from a burly man of his stature. In fact, he seemed so small right now, hunched over in the shadows at the foot of the stairs like he didn’t dare take a step closer. He did anyway, a few more heavy footfalls and he was beside where his little brother lay, “Thanks, Toni. We owe you one . . . again.”
The cloth in her hand snapped violently when she spun around, blue eyes wide in fury, “Again?” she stalked towards him, rounding the table to bring her face to face with Cade. She had to crane her head up to look him in the eye, “What happens when I can’t fix him, hm? What happens when there are no more agains?” Her hand swept over the table in a vague gesture, “You’re supposed to be lookin’ out for him, Cade! You’re gonna get him killed! He’s not ready for this,” in truth, she wasn’t ready either. Wasn’t ready to accept a reality where she couldn’t save him, or any of them. Ace was a sweet boy, more gentle than he let on. He wasn’t a killer . . . he wasn’t Cade. They all knew it, but they all still expected him to hunt.
“I know, I know,” Cade sounded exhausted, he ran a hand through his greasy hair. He hadn’t been home yet. The dull light of the basement caught the glossiness of his dark eyes. This close, she could smell the whiskey on his own breath. He’d always been stalwart, cold as steel. His ruthlessness was legend among their folk. But here in this dark basement, for the first time, in the face of her maelstrom he seemed apologetic, guilty even, but that didn’t stop Toni’s fury from flaring to dangerous levels.
“Obviously. You. Don’t.” she punctuated each word with a shove to his broad chest. Despite her best efforts, he stood sturdy, like a mountain - which only seemed to frustrate her more, “I’m done Cade, I’m done with this shit. I’m done with you reckless Hunters. So get. GET OUT,” with surprising speed he caught her wrists this time, coaxing a gasp from her in surprise. She didn’t fight his hold on her, she knew it was a losing game.
“You don’t mean that,” he whispered, stepping closer. Now his dark eyes seemed lighter. She could see strings of golden honey woven through his brown irises. Against her will, her neck grew warm, the tension in her shoulders fell. It’s like he sucked the rage right out of her and she felt like she just might melt right into him. Her lips parted to bite back but -
“Cade?” Ace whimpered, stirring slightly beside them.
Cade didn’t look away. His breath blew warm air on her forehead, stirring the brown curls that had fallen from her bun, “Yeah, buddy. I’m here to take you home,” he released her and moved to Ace’s side to help him up. With great effort, he managed to get his little brother to his feet. Toni gently tucked a bottle of pills into his front pocket, “Twice a day.”
Cade grunted acknowledgment and the two shuffled forward towards the stairs. Half way up, he looked back down at her, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Toni.”
The door clicked shut and she finally released a long sigh. Her eyes lingered on the door for a moment, “No. No you won’t,” and she turned to pack her things. All of it.
Toni kept her mouth shut. As much as she wanted to keep chastising the youth it would be a fruitless effort. He was born into the profession and was all too eager to please the Elders and earn his right among the ranks of the Order by skill rather than by his blood. Even Toni had heard them whisper about his subpar training. She found herself stewing with frustration mostly because she cared, maybe a bit too much, about the patients that came across her table.
“Ya almost drunk enough for me to get started?” she glanced over her shoulder with a playful grin to lighten the mood. Ace returned her grin with one of his own. The half empty bottle of whiskey beside the bed was slowly seeping into his system. It’s a crude but effective way to numb the pain. Her stern gaze bore into his, she could see the glossy effect of the liquor taking hold even before he spoke, “Maybe,” he hiccuped, glancing towards the wound. Without considering the consequences of her wrath, he gently lifted the gauze, “QUIT!”, her voice was sharp and commanding, enough to make the young man flinch and drop the gauze right back onto the wound.
The soft clink of glasses broke the silence as she began to set out the necessary tools to start patching the boy up, “This is gonna hurt more than last time. It’s deeper,” the seriousness of her tone had returned, “Ya sure you’re ready?” His brown eyes smiled with his lips, “You sure are pretty, Toni,” There was a sincerity to his words, and she knew he meant it. He always did. The hopeless romantic didn’t stand a chance in this cruel world. It broke her heart that one day she wouldn’t be able to save him from the demons he chased.
“Alright, bite on this,” a wooden rod was pressed between his teeth like it had been many times before. His eyes squeezed shut and a quick, resolute nod gave her the okay to get started.
A deep, healing breath steeled her nerves while the flame of the candle turned the needle’s point a hot red. Steady hands began to work, never faltering despite the squirming of the boy and his screams that she tried to block out. It only got easier when he eventually passed out. It was always difficult to tell if it was from the booze or the pain, but Toni always hoped it was the booze. There wasn’t much else she could do for them in this dusty, underground, far-from-sterile, rundown basement.
The sound of heavy boots stole her attention away for a moment. Instead of a friendly greeting, she said nothing and only frowned down at the now neatly stitched wound. Cade broke the silence with a deep cough to clear his throat. She protested in silence, standing suddenly to clean up and turn a cold shoulder to the new arrival.
“Looks like he’ll be alright,” Cade’s voice was softer than you would expect from a burly man of his stature. In fact, he seemed so small right now, hunched over in the shadows at the foot of the stairs like he didn’t dare take a step closer. He did anyway, a few more heavy footfalls and he was beside where his little brother lay, “Thanks, Toni. We owe you one . . . again.”
The cloth in her hand snapped violently when she spun around, blue eyes wide in fury, “Again?” she stalked towards him, rounding the table to bring her face to face with Cade. She had to crane her head up to look him in the eye, “What happens when I can’t fix him, hm? What happens when there are no more agains?” Her hand swept over the table in a vague gesture, “You’re supposed to be lookin’ out for him, Cade! You’re gonna get him killed! He’s not ready for this,” in truth, she wasn’t ready either. Wasn’t ready to accept a reality where she couldn’t save him, or any of them. Ace was a sweet boy, more gentle than he let on. He wasn’t a killer . . . he wasn’t Cade. They all knew it, but they all still expected him to hunt.
“I know, I know,” Cade sounded exhausted, he ran a hand through his greasy hair. He hadn’t been home yet. The dull light of the basement caught the glossiness of his dark eyes. This close, she could smell the whiskey on his own breath. He’d always been stalwart, cold as steel. His ruthlessness was legend among their folk. But here in this dark basement, for the first time, in the face of her maelstrom he seemed apologetic, guilty even, but that didn’t stop Toni’s fury from flaring to dangerous levels.
“Obviously. You. Don’t.” she punctuated each word with a shove to his broad chest. Despite her best efforts, he stood sturdy, like a mountain - which only seemed to frustrate her more, “I’m done Cade, I’m done with this shit. I’m done with you reckless Hunters. So get. GET OUT,” with surprising speed he caught her wrists this time, coaxing a gasp from her in surprise. She didn’t fight his hold on her, she knew it was a losing game.
“You don’t mean that,” he whispered, stepping closer. Now his dark eyes seemed lighter. She could see strings of golden honey woven through his brown irises. Against her will, her neck grew warm, the tension in her shoulders fell. It’s like he sucked the rage right out of her and she felt like she just might melt right into him. Her lips parted to bite back but -
“Cade?” Ace whimpered, stirring slightly beside them.
Cade didn’t look away. His breath blew warm air on her forehead, stirring the brown curls that had fallen from her bun, “Yeah, buddy. I’m here to take you home,” he released her and moved to Ace’s side to help him up. With great effort, he managed to get his little brother to his feet. Toni gently tucked a bottle of pills into his front pocket, “Twice a day.”
Cade grunted acknowledgment and the two shuffled forward towards the stairs. Half way up, he looked back down at her, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Toni.”
The door clicked shut and she finally released a long sigh. Her eyes lingered on the door for a moment, “No. No you won’t,” and she turned to pack her things. All of it.
Limitations:
It's easier to list what I am not wiling to write. I am an open book, pun intended, and quite accepting of many facets of roleplay. I do have some hard stops, and these are them. If your story must include any of these topics, I am not the partner for you.
- Descriptive gore (in a sexual setting, ok with some outside of that)
- Anything that belongs in the toilet
- Incest
Anything else is really fair game - just ask. We can define our hard limitation while discussing the story.
Kinks:
- Also hard to list some favorites. It's soooo story dependent for me. Like if we are writing a light, slice of life story/romance than I'm gonna want foreplay, passion, after care, etc. But if dive into something dark then I am absolutely about the non-con/dub-con, BDSM, etc. because it fits the story and that can help keep the story true and move it forward. If you require a list, I'm sure I can come up with one after I have a better idea of what kind of story we are going to write.
Before us lies a book of blank pages. Let's fill it in with intriguing stories of romance, fantasies, drama, and dark desires dragged into the light.
So now on to the good stuff!! Story prompts and current cravings. I like a range from Slice-of-Life to dark themes and that can pretty much go for any of the following topics. I will add more as time goes on and update with cravings when I get the itch for something specific. Below is still a WIP! I am gathering my thoughts and ironing out the details. Please check back soon for updates!
OCs or Canon characters, we can discuss (no particular order here).
Pokemon
Game of Thrones/House of Dragons
Zelda
Lord Of The Rings
Star Wars
Pokemon
- Classic adventure always intrigues me (typical pokemon journey) but adding twists is a must to keep it more intriguing and dynamic
- Romance, drama, villains, etc. Exploring the darker themes that can come from this universe is always interesting to be me too (realistic pokemon battling, organized crime, etc.)
- We don't have to write just trainers on a journey to 'become the best', but other people in the world: Professors/Researchers, Gym Trainers, Pokemon doctor/nurses, Rangers, villains, etc.)
- Potential prompts/pairings
- Trainer x Trainer or Trainer x Researcher or two researchers etc. setting off on a journey to discover ______
- Rocket (other other crime org) x Law enforcement
- Enemy to lovers, cat and mouse, rivals, etc.
- Ranger x Researcher off to discover a legendary etc.
- Come at me withy our ideas if you are into this fandom ^_^
- I guess this technically goes in here. Not a fan of just rewriting the Disney stories. When I say Disney, I mean dark retellings of classic stories. More Grimm style and with adult/mature/darker tones
- Beauty and Beast (Beast x Belle, Gaston x Belle)
- Aladdin (Jafar x Jasmine)
- Etc.
Game of Thrones/House of Dragons
Zelda
- I'm a huuuuuuuuuuuuuge Zelda x Ganon stan. Gimme that world where an arranged marriage is necessary to keep the peace, or a Beauty and the Beast type story with enemies to lovers
- I certainly don't mind a lighter side of things for this story with a slice of life-esk focus on romance and relationship building and some drama but it has the potential for some gritty dark themes that could be absolutely delicious
Lord Of The Rings
- There are just.... so many potential things to write in this universe. It's truly endless.
Star Wars
- Similar to above, there's just too many opportunities to list here. I am a huge Star Wars fan (movies, books, short stories, shows, etc.) So I'm willing to write anything from High Republic era, to Thrawn/Chiss empire, to something completely unrelated just set in the same universe.
- Come of my favorite canon pairings I would eat up
- Thrawn x OC
- Asaj Ventress x Quinlan Vos
- Anakin x Padme
- AU where Padme lives and they dive into the dark side together or vice versa, Padme saves him from his fall and it's another that ascends to the Emperor's side
- Obi Wan x Satine Kryze
- Han x Leia
- So many others...
Love fantasy (old world fantasy, modern fantasy, etc.) and sci-fi and am willing to explore so many stories in these settings. I'm open to writing various races and interrace stories.
WIP, will update soon ^_^
WIP, will update soon ^_^
Horror
- Spooky romances
- Serial killer x victim
- Demon/Dark entity x unexpecting new home owner/visitor
More to come, I just wanted to get this up and I will continue to gather my thoughts and edit ^_^ Thanks for popping by.
If you are interested in writing together, please DM me. DO NOT REPLY TO THIS THREAD.
Last Updated: 12/16/2024