[u][b]About Me[/b][/u][LIST]
[*]20+ adult. She/her/he/him pronouns only, AFAB.
[*]Siberian Husky parent IRL. (Happy to share pics.)
[*]Writing for 14+ years.
[*]Will not rp with anyone under 18 or with characters under 18 (uncomfortable with it), regardless of RP content.
[*]I can fade to black or write out sexual content/scenes. I have no real preference between the two.
[*]I have a full and busy life. I usually reply once a week (7 days) at the least. I can respond more, but that's the expectation.
[*]IRL comes first for me. I will always expect the same to be true of my RP partner. Just let me know if you'll be unable to reply for 1 month or more.
[*]I will leave/delete the RP after a month and one week after your last reply (OOC or IC) if I'm not informed of a month or more long hiatus.
[*]I may be interested in resuming the RP when you return. Just send me a DM!
[*]In order for RPs to work, we have to understand each others limits and comforts. Please be open and honest about matters that pertain to the RP.
[*]What's rp without there being something to look forward to? I love planning. Just also suggest twists and turns.
[*]I am comfortable writing up the introduction post, so long as it makes sense for me to do so. The length may be several pages or just a few paragraphs depending on what has to be given (scene, mood, etc).
[*]I'm most experienced with romance, action/adventure, fantasy, and slice of life/casual.
[*]I am always open for suggestions. Never be afraid to approach me and suggest something!
[*]I don't mind RPing with anyone, regardless of grammar or IRL gender. So long as I can understand what your post means and what happens in it, we're golden! If I don't, I'll be sure to ask anyway.
[*]If my OC or I say something that offends or makes you really uncomfortable, please let me know. Please be respectful doing so. There's a way to say something and there's a way something SHOULDN'T be said. I'll do the same.
[*]If I have a RP with you already, I'm always open to having more than one RP with a person.
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[*]Romance is required. I will get bored otherwise. Any other genre can be added on, minus horror/suspense.
[*]I am able to do MxM, MxF, and FxF pairings. I will not write male characters in MxF pairings. Do not ask. I will automatically hit that ignore button if you do.
[*]I will not RP as tops or switches in any pairing/RP. I will not RP as alphas, in omegaverse settings, in alpha x beta OR alpha x omega couples. I have 0 interest in it.
[*]My definition of a character that tops or "gives" in a RP differs than most other RPers. I view a top as a character that "plays the pitcher" in the relationship and does not receive. DO NOT RP with me if you intend to force me to change my character into a TOP or a SWITCH.
[*]Please note I also view dominant and submissive as separate from top/bottoms. A dominant bottom can and will lead the way in bedroom activities, a submissive only will not. A dominant bottom does not necessarily power bottom, some do and some don't. Please ask for clarification as it defers depending on OC. My characters bedroom preferences are STATIC. Do not expect them to change.
[*]I have no preference between "love at first sight" plots and slow-burn plots. So long as it feels natural to the characters, I'm fine with either.
[*]I will not fade to black or write NSFW with characters under 18. Characters MUST be 18+.
[*]For fade to blacks, I prefer to write up the non-NSFW lead up and then fade to black. This is kept PG-13 according to the "NSFW scenes if they are implied" limitation applied to rated PG-13 films.
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[hider=Expectations]
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[*]This is give and take so please be invested (plot discussing, plot suggestions, etc).
[*]My ocs will not be killed in RP, regardless.
[*]My characters are my characters. Unless agreed upon for the plot/RP, do not force me to change my character to make them fit YOUR needs or YOUR character's needs.
[*]I will NOT double.
[*]If you have a preferred RP template I use for the RP, please let me know. Otherwise, I'll use my own.
[*]Upon contacting me, please let me know where you prefer to RP.
[*]Regarding violence, it must be kept PG-13. I don't have much of a stomach for that stuff.
[*]I prefer characters realistic, and portrayals of mental illnesses done as realistically as one is able.
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[hider=Character Expectations/Info]
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[*]I want my partner's character to be DIVERSE. I want them to be 3D and not only have one personality trait. I want them to laugh and cry, I want them to REACT to situations like a human-being would.
[*]I have over 200 pre-existing characters, however, all art of my characters belongs solely to me. I do not use art or images that do not rightfully belong to me. That means I'm extremely protective of those visual references and their biographies. I've had both stolen before, which forced me to put them all behind an authorization only lock. I will link them in DMs ONLY for this reason.
[*]That being said, all of my characters have anime-style visual references, as that's the art style I naturally draw in and the art style I commission art of them in.
[*]I will and can create a new character for a RP if none of my pre-existing characters fit.
[*]I don't care if you have RL or anime face claims, or if you have drawn visual references for your characters. I use what I use for my own characters because that's what I feel most comfortable using personally.
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[hider=Literacy/Post Length]
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[*]I do not do script style.
[*]I'm most experienced with paragraph.
[*]I prefer 1-5+ paragraphs per reply. Write what feels natural, but I define a paragraph as 5+ complete sentences.
[*]I mirror my partner's post most of the time. I won't force out more in a reply if it doesn't make sense to do so.
[*]You do not need to match my reply length.
[*]I don't do one liners or respond to them, sorry.
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[hider=Writing Samples]
[u]SAMPLE #1[/u]
  Jess didn't seem to notice the lack of conversational input from her friend's lover, as if accustomed to the type he was. Either that or she simply didn't push to push too hard for the newcomer to come out of his shell.

     "Any chance you'll reignite that party flame again? I don't think you know how many couples you helped make." The light-hearted tone she gave further relaxed Elil and it was obvious the centaur had nearly forgotten the night's earlier events.

     Still, despite his posturing and expression, his arm remained around Dominic. The grip never faltered, as if believing the man would try to weasel away at the first chance.

     "Hmm, I'll have to think about it," he teased, but his easy-going expression melted away a few moments after. His eyes lit up, as if he had remembered why he had called out to her in the first place. "Right, needed to talk to you about something. I spent you a text before the party, right?"

     "Uh hmm, I know, I didn't forget. I'll make sure it's here by next week, okay? I'm just surprised you managed to contact him that quickly. Usually takes you a few days."

     "Well, the sooner it gets here the better. It'll make things easier for us."

     Jess smirked and glanced at Dominic momentarily before her gaze returned to Elil. "I'm sure it will. Just be sure to let me know it works. Always been curious."

     "Not on your life," came his quick rebuttal.

     "It was nice actually talking to you Elil. We should have dinner some time, and feel free to bring Dominic." With this, she turned on her heel and quickly disappeared back into the crowd.

[u]SAMPLE #2[/u]
    He could not really tell why he had decided to come today, it was odd enough that he had let his coach talk him into leaving his home since his surgery. He would much rather stay in that room, when he had little to do but could let his thoughts swirl and from into a solid ball of concrete. There was also the looming midterms that he would not be excused from, since he was not an active member of the sports front anymore. The instant his doctor notified the school board of his injury, his name had been removed from that panel and there was this welling up of dread from such. It made it seem all the more official to him, to see his name replaced by a novice.

     The kid that was in his position was good but that did not make it less likely to hurt him everytime he saw that kid running around with people who once called teammates. Now, all he could do was cheer them on as if he was never part of their ranks in the first place. It hurt, more than anyone could imagine. His coach was a good man, to still be beside him despite no longer being under his wing, but it did nothing to help dull the ache he felt in his heart. To be his age and unable to pursue what he loved the most hurt him beyond a level he could clearly understand. It was not just pure jealousy, it went beyond such a shallow definition. It was more intense and attached the essence of who he was as a person. Still, he knew better than to merely sulk and let his muscles go flacid. He had to retain all he had built himself up to be, even if he could not be on the field.

     "Dae," the coach spoke softly as he held the car door open for the injured man. It was quite hard for him to do anything on his own, at least with these type of crutched connected to his arms. It was said to make sure he could keep himself balanced at all times but it made it that much more difficult to even open a door on his own. He hated to have people see it as a chance to do a good deed, to be a charity case.

     He bursted out of the car, as if to show that he was more than up to this challenge. He wanted to showcase that being this injured did not stop him from reaching out, going as far as he could even if it meant crawling on his belly. He had to inch forward, or else he risked never moving forward at all. This injury was temporary, after all. He could play if he kept his heart and mind in the right mindset. To him, that was his only lifeline for giving up was worse than dying.

     "Take it easy, Dae," his coach commanded as he closed the car door and gave him a stern glare. "If you slip and fall, it'll mean even more time on those crutches and you don't know if you'll just make it even worse for yourself. I doubt you want to be off the field for that long, I can still see you fighting for a second chance."

     He snorted but replied politely, "Of course, sir. Sorry, sir." There was nothing else he could say to someone who had helped him when he had no obligation to. Even if they had been close while he had been on the team, that bond could easily be broken - just as easily as any bone in the body could be broken.

     "Good, keep your head about you when we get in there," the older man stated firmly, giving him a curt nod that meant his leash was rather short this time around. There would be no room for Dae's one-upping, especially since this was a secondary school. The kids here would not be on the same level as him, for most of them had just started out on their athletic journey. He could not, not under any circumstance, intimate them as he would have any of the graduates on a college or professional level. They had more of a backbone than any high schooler could ever have at this stage.

     "Give you memories of when you walked these halls?" The coach inquired with some playfulness in his tone, his eyes sparkling. All knew of his triumphs on the field, even those who had never competed against his school. He was a name that was passed around in the Rugby, American Football, Basketball, and Baseball circles. One of the few who was rumored that could do it all but no one knew of the effort he placed into each category. Even school, he did not let a single obstacle in his way for that would mean he had willingly let an opportunity pass him by.

     He smirked at this, for he nearly felt as he was walking in the past as he entered the cold building. The shining floors made him nostalgic to the extreme, almost as if he had actively reversed back to a time when he felt at the top of his game. He would have slowed down if he had known how short his sport career would be, for he had though he would always be fighting on a team for as long as he could manage. Sustaining a serious injury had never crossed his mind, not even once. It still didn't, despite such being proven wrong twice now.

     "I love this place," he responded fondly as he lead the way into the gymnasium. "I'm ready to face this next stage, all that's really different is what side of the line I'm standing on, right? The sports will always be the same, no matter how many kids wander in and out." That was the single certainty he had found while stumbling blindly in the dark. When all else failed, it helped soothe him and enable him to take a deep, calming breath.

     "True," the man replied happily, his excitement now present in his tone and in his gaze. There could even be a skip in his step for all Dae knew, for he could be quite expressive when behind the scenes. No one would ever guess such if they took a glance at him while he was at the sidelines, calm and stoic at all times even when the opposing team managed to score. "I hope that you're really up to this, Dae. These kids are placing their hopes and dreams in your hands."

     "I'll only be picking one, right?" Dae replied with a small, carefree wink. "Not like I have to coach a whole team, not unless I pick them. But I am. I need something to keep me going, even if I have to stumble at first. I did exactly the same when I first started playing sports and look where that got me? I'm pretty sure that the old principal has lined up a really warm welcome for me, at least I hope so. He always send me cards about how many revenations the school's went under and how much it's improved since I left. It was almost like he wanted this to happen, eventually."

     Honestly, he had never felt the urge to coach himself. He liked helping out people, sure, but playing himself was more important. The surge of adrenaline was what mattered to him most. To be stuck on the sidelines is not what he wanted in the slightest for it was the ultimate restriction. However, if he was going to be tied down he would rather make a difference as he fell as opposed to staying deathly still.

     "Alright, give me the crutches," his coach told him as they reached the double doors of the gym. "I'll be carrying them up with me and be right beside you, so take it slow. No need to show off. They'll still love you even if you aren't as spry as you used to be. Aging isn't always graceful."

     Dae smirked at this small joke before he handed over the crutches and places a bit off weight on his knee. The scar was still red and rather visible but the brace he had slipped on in the car hid it rather well. He did not want to remind them of what could happen to them at any moment in their athletic career. He would have been more hesitant in taking the scholarship if he had known what was waiting for him on the other side.

     "Go out when you're ready."

     At this, Dae inhaled deeply, closing his eyes to bring his heart rate back to a normal range, before turning sharply and bursting out of the doors at a jog. Some pain rang up his leg but he ignored it, it was not enough to mean anything serious. He could easily take care of it if he placed little weight on it while he was standing at the podium.

     He felt a rush of air was something was shot over his head but, restricting himself from moving away, he followed the highlighted path. He had not expected something like this but he supposed that he had done something good for this school, even if it was not in a field where most looked for credit. Still, to recognize the several changes and improvements to just the gymnasium made him smile in glee. His efforts were not for him alone, but for all that struggled along to make it to graduation and eventually college.[/hider]

[hider=Plots]
[URL=https://docs.google.com/document/d/1xPzmlc-ENRN_7h6Mun_R3YB4MBWnI3mKSM28yli5yg0/edit]Google document with 50+ plots[/URL][/hider]