Multiple Settings 1x1 M/M RP - Fantasy/World Building/Adventure/Romance

[Pixiti]

• ABOUT ME
• THINGS TO KNOW
• MY GENRES
• WRITING SAMPLE(s)

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  ALL ABOUT ME:
  
  • I'm in my 30s with a family that keeps me pretty occupied except during nights.​
  • I reside in the USA. (CST zone)​
  • I am a huge fan of long, drawn out, angsty romance.​
  • I've been writing/RPing for 15+ years. Started in Yahoo Chat Rooms/Cheeta Chat.​
  • I can't say I'm "amazing" at it, but I do enjoy writing!​
  • For RP, we will create a Discord for all our shenanigans.​
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  THINGS TO KNOW:
  
  • I'm looking for 25+ and up.​
  • I'm looking for someone who can post multiple times a day. I write fairly fast and if I am chilling during my down time/personal time, I write a lot.
    • I understand life gets busy, and I hope whoever I RP with will understand too.​
  • Please be at least semi-literate.
    • I write 2 paragraphs minimum. Sometimes up to 10+ at times. Depends on the scene/mood.​
    • Typos and stuff happen. I tend not to care about grammar or punctuation (etc) when I am OOC, but I take writing pretty seriously.​
  • OOC isn't entirely required, but I would enjoy to make friends, too.
    • I love building worlds and brainstorming out of character. And also sending memes, drawing, etc.​
  • I don't typically (if ever) RP fandoms.​
  • I am only looking for M/M RP.​
  • I don't mind doubling.​
  • I don't really have any limits besides killing off my OC without my permission.
    • If the story calls for death, we will talk about it first, then proceed.​
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  To be completely honest, a lot of these genre's are just generic. I'd love to dive deeper into different types and explore creative writing!
  
  

  MxM	Romance	Drama	Angst	Horror	Supernatural
  Fantasy	Sci-Fi	Medieval	Steampunk	Fae Wilds	Pirates
  Aliens	Magic	Knights	Many More!

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  I'm not an expert writer by any means and my style is a little more relaxed than most.
  I like to add detail where it's needed, character thoughts, actions, etc.
  Intros/Important posts will tend to be longer too.
  
  
  
  Spoiler: The Dragon

  As horrible of a habit as it was, Zodiac had a pipe in hand filled with tabaco. He smoked idly, enjoying the warmth of the summer sun beaming down onto the mountain. While outside, it was easier to be exposed to the elements. But Zodiac had no cares for it; he liked to soak in the sun. So bathe in it and energize himself. He had plans to take Nim somewhere perfectly for that.
  
  ”Zodiac!”
  
  The voice had the dragon turning. His robes flowed around him with the soft breeze, and he froze as a blue ball lunged at him. Zodiac dropped his pipe; it was fragile and the long pipe snapped in two. “AGH!” a strangled sound escaped the dragon as Nim landed on his arm and scrambled up, cutting into the fabric of his robes. “St—” he could barely speak through the hissed protest of nails clawing into his shoulder.
  
  Angry from the intrusion, Zodiac grabbed onto Nim tightly. He plucked the boy from his shoulders and held him up in front of his face with a scowl. “Rule one: Do _not_ climb on me,” he hissed for good measure. Then he dropped the bundle without care. Zodiac growled to himself as he collected his pipe, wiggled out the remaining, mostly burnt Tabaco and shoved it into his pocket.
  
  Without asking Nim to follow—knowing he would—Zodiac stepped outward and toward the field. He had been so well versed in shifting for so many years that spilling a little magic to keep his clothes on while doing so was easy. The clothing melted into his skin as it expanded. Zodiac shifted, the process slow as he was in no rush. And soon he was standing massively tall, staring down at the small dragon to wait for him to shift as well. At least into a bigger form to keep up.
  
  
  Spoiler: Scalpel

  Jacob only glanced to the mirror again when Quinn spoke. He let the doctor ramble as he pulled back the cloth he held. Jacob’s fingers moved gently but swift. He pressed his fingertips to the skin, feeling for abnormalities. It was hard not to think about the look on Quinn’s expression, or the tears in his eyes. Jacob didn’t want to hurt him; it was killing his heart.
  
  “I wouldn’t be so sure. It could have been just you, but he worked for ARC, right?” Jacob tried to keep the conversation going. It was good to figure out and bounce ideas off each other. Especially to distract one from pain. “I wonder if all of them have it…” as the words came out of his mouth, he stopped what he was doing and looked up with a blink.
  
  ’…Fuck does that mean I do too?’ he wondered.
  
  It took a deep breath to refocus. His index finger brushed against the tracker and he focused there. “I need to cut a little more. It’s under your muscle… I’m sorry…” he whispered the last bit. Right now, getting it out of Quinn and getting his wound closed was important… Jacob lowered the scalpel and cut again. This time, the tiny metal device—which looked like a little pill—popped out and onto his fingers. He pulled his hand around and flicked the device into the kit, then pressed cloth to Quinn’s neck.
  
  “At least we know what it looks like now…” he murmured while putting away the scalpel. The thread and needle were still wrapped. “Open this for me?” Jacob asked, motioning to the small pack.
  
  
  

 

[Pixiti]

Tiny Bump!

 

[SoftHeartedBitch]

Hi! We're looking for similar things, can I have your discord and I'll message you?

A little about me: 30, female, only do mxm also, literate, loves fantasy and collaborating angst filled but cute stories 🩷

 

[Pixiti]

Little Bump! Been a while. Still looking for new friends to chill and write with!

 

[ClownCentipede]

If you're still actively looking please let me know, I love world building and getting into dramatic drawn out plots. I'm particularly weak for Fantasy settings I'll admit.