Fx Male 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 //𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡

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❐︴𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐔𝐒'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃
This is a little different from my
usual thread that introduces me entirely as a writer. Obviously, I'm more of a historical, fantasy, and supernatural writer. Therefore, this thread is for more.. modern ideas. ​

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❭ : · : │Firstly, I consider myself a writer with a range of advanced literacy to novella. For now I'm choosing to write between 3-6 paragraphs or 500-1000 words. Why? I'm still very much getting used to BM at the moment and learning my way through it. With my daily schedule, I'm trying to stick to what I listed above unless I'm deep into the story then you can expect more from me. I'm always looking for someone I can have writing chemistry with! If you want to see my previous thread for more information? Click here!

❭ : · : │Secondly, I will always write in third person because if you've read my previous thread? The other two point of views make me uncomfortable because I don't see myself as the character.

❭ : · : │Third of all, I will be using realistic face claims or simply describing them. As far as other images, I can and will be using inspiration pictures for each response or plot. I'm big on using music and creating playlist for each of our stories.

❭ : · : │KINKS AND LIMITS CAN BE FOUND HERE!

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MODERN PLOT ONE: " TOUCH ME, TEACH ME."
Another option is that instead of Odette going to the bar, she could work there as a bartender or one of the dancers there to pay her way.

Odette was a contradiction wrapped in youthful sincerity. On the surface, she possessed a quiet demeanor, often observing the world with wide, innocent eyes. Yet, beneath that gentle exterior lay a surprising core of bubbly enthusiasm and a feisty spirit that surfaced when she was comfortable. For the past couple of years, her routine revolved around the rhythms of college life a few towns away, a comfortable existence punctuated by trips home for breaks. It was during one such hiatus, seeking a change of pace and encouraged by friends, that she found herself in a local bar, the air thick with music and laughter.

That night marked a pivotal turn. Drawn across the crowded room by a magnetic pull she couldn't explain, Odette locked eyes with a man whose intense gaze and easy charm were unlike anything she'd encountered. He was devastatingly handsome, and in the impulsive, freeing atmosphere of the night, her usual quiet reticence melted away. One drink led to another, conversation flowed easily, and before she fully processed the decision, Odette found herself leaving the bar with this compelling stranger. The night blossomed into an unexpected intimacy, a passionate one-night stand that, unbeknownst to her at the time, also became the night she lost her virginity.

Returning to campus after the break, Odette felt a swirl of confusion and surprising longing for the man she'd shared that intense, fleeting connection with. She tried to dismiss it as a temporary lapse in judgment, a memorable but inconsequential adventure. That illusion shattered on the first day of her new semester when she walked into her advanced literature class and found the same magnetic eyes, the same handsome face, only now framed by the formal authority of a lecture hall. The stranger from the bar was her new professor. The shock was a physical blow, instantly complicating the lingering attraction and throwing her carefully constructed college life into disarray. The casual encounter now stood as a forbidden secret between student and teacher, forcing Odette to confront not only the powerful pull that still existed but also the impossible question of what happens next. Can she summon her inner feistiness to resist the man who awakened something within her? Will they manage to bury that night and pretend it never happened, or will the undeniable chemistry ignite something far more dangerous than a temporary fling, risking far more than just a simple grade?

MODERN PLOT TWO: FAMILY TIES — MAFIA EDITION.

Constance, a woman of healing amidst a world of violence, served as the Lorenzo family's trusted house doctor. Her expertise was their shield, mending flesh torn by bullets and soothing fevers born of fear. But the Lorenzo's had a different kind of ailment - a hunger for power, a thirst for information on their rivals. Constance, with her unassuming demeanor and reputation for discretion, became their weapon. She was to infiltrate the rival family, posing as the answer to their need for a doctor. Accepted with open arms, she believed her deception would go unnoticed. However, the cold calculation of her mission began to thaw under the intense gaze of the rival boss. Caught in a web of her own desires, she found herself drawn to him, questioning her loyalties, and teetering on the precipice of a profound change of heart. The line between spy and something more blurred with each stolen glance, each shared moment, threatening to unravel her carefully constructed facade and plunge her into a world of unforeseen consequences.

MODERN PLOT THREE: MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND. A bit on the taboo side but it's one of the very few daddy issues type of roleplay I love.
Returning home at twenty-two was a strange experience for Rosemary, a collision of past and present. The town was the same, the familiar faces aged slightly, but she was unmistakably different. College had honed more than just her mind; it had sculpted her into a woman who moved with a quiet confidence, comfortable in her skin and acutely aware of the curves she now possessed. Meeting her father's best friend again stirred a complicated mix of emotions. He was the man on whom she'd nursed a silly, forbidden teenage crush, a feeling she'd always dismissed as childish and impossible, knowing he saw her only as the kid who rolled her eyes and sighed dramatic sighs. But now? Now, when their paths inevitably crossed, the dynamic shifted. He paused, his gaze lingering in a way it never had before. The kind, paternal look was still there, but overlaying it was something new, something that saw the woman she had become – the confident posture, the mature eyes, the undeniable beauty she carried with a natural grace. He wasn't seeing the little girl who used to pester him; he was seeing a stranger occupying a familiar space, a woman intriguing and unexpectedly desirable. The thought unnerved him, challenging years of ingrained perspective, yet a potent curiosity sparked within him, a compelling desire to discover who Rosemary, the woman, truly was.


MODERN PLOT FOUR: HOLD YOUR HORSES COWBOY! I was thinking that she could either be engaged to another man, this could involve a bit of cucking, or simply it’s her ex-boyfriend. Or just a new man.

Six years since she'd escaped the suffocating embrace of this small town, the crooked houses huddled together like gossiping neighbors, and the endless fields that seemed to stretch to the edge of the earth. Her parents' house was just as she remembered, paint peeling slightly, the porch swing creaking a familiar tune. This visit had been obligatory, a sense of duty pulling her back, but she found herself oddly comforted by the familiar sights. What she hadn't anticipated was discovering a new, decidedly distracting element: a farm-hand. He was all rough edges and quiet strength, a stark contrast to the sleek, cultivated men she'd dated in the city. Rosalyn found herself inexplicably drawn to him, a magnetic pull that both intrigued and terrified her. Yet, the city, with its vibrant energy and endless opportunities, was already whispering promises in her ear. How could she reconcile this sudden, unexpected attraction with the life she had so carefully built, a life that was a world away from the slow, deliberate rhythm of this small town and the captivating man who seemed to embody it?
Other forms of roleplay ideas that I’ve thinking of…

• The tension at Sterling Corp. was thick enough to cut with a knife. The looming CEO vacancy had ignited a quiet war between Alessandra and your character, both equally ambitious and ruthlessly competent. Alessandra, however, believed she held the superior cards. She saw Mark's weaknesses, his vulnerabilities, and recognized an opportunity to exploit them. A dangerous plan began to form in her mind, one that involved blurring the lines between professional rivalry and something far more intimate. Alessandra intended to use every weapon in her arsenal, even if it meant a calculated dance of flirtation and seduction, to ensure Mark was no longer a contender for the top spot. The stakes were high, and Alessandra was prepared to play dirty. What happens as they keep going towards something more, something so much more than what they’re doing? You do not have to use the name Mark, it can be anything.

• Sutton lived a life painted in soft hues. Days were spent surrounded by the comforting scent of old paper in her bookshop, nights filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses with her girlfriends. Her only roommate was a fluffy Persian named Mr. Darcy, and excitement usually came in the form of a new author signing. That was until she started making weekly trips to the local correctional facility to deliver her father's favorite pastrami on rye. It was during one such visit, amidst the sterile environment and echoing clang of metal doors, that she laid eyes on him. A man whose eyes held a darkness that promised chaos, a man who radiated an aura of danger that spoke of shadows and unspoken rules. Whether he was entangled in gang warfare or held court as a mafia king, Sutton couldn't tell, but his presence was undeniable. A scoff escaped her lips when he cut in front of her in the visitation line, and an eye roll followed when he smirked. Little did she know, her brand of innocent defiance, her sassy tongue, and the subtle curve of her lips were a foreign language he was suddenly desperate to learn.

This will continued to be edited and more plots will be added.

 

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I would like to do either the first or the second!

 

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Added the cowboy starter.

 

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I added forms of roleplay that I’m thinking of that I’d actually would like to do!

Responding to everyone later tonight!