That Time of year again: Captains Partner Search

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Edgepeasant
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Posting Speed
  1. Multiple posts per day
  2. 1-3 posts per day
  3. One post per day
  4. 1-3 posts per week
  5. One post per week
Writing Levels
  1. Adept
  2. Advanced
Preferred Character Gender
  1. Female
Genres
Romance, Historical, Fantasy,
Hello all, I'm free for winter break and as usual I'm looking for a roleplay or two to fill my time. So let's just get into this, shall we?
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Expectations:
Disclaimer: I'm not going to pretend I'm not picky because I am. So I'm going to be upfront about the things I'm looking for if you can meet them then great but please don't contact me if you have no intentions of meeting my expectations.

- I'm a Multi-Para writer posts range from 500 to 1000+ words I'm looking for someone able to keep up with that.

-I mainly prefer playing female main characters in MxF pairing so I'm looking for someone to play a Male main. I have no problem playing any number of side characters of any gender or orientation though and I expect you to be able to do the same

- I like complex well-planned plots that usually involve lots of twists and characters but I don't like being the one to carry it I need someone equally capable of driving the story forward and bringing new ideas to the table

- Since I'm on break for about a month I was hoping for someone who'd be able to post on a fairly regular basis. Once a day at the very least is preferable, more than that would be nice. I do realize that's kind of a lot to ask so I'm flexible on this one.

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Interests:
Romance/ Smut:
I'm trash and a sucker for romance so I usually require it for all my plots. Smut is all fine and good but only when it has a good plot to back it up.

Genres + themes I like
-Historical
-Fantasy
-Supernatural( demons, Vampires, ghosts, etc...)
-Drama
-Angst
-Dark characters/ themes

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Prompts:
So I've gotten tired of listing pairing or premade plots and I've had some success with these in the past so here are some Dialog prompts (most courtesy of The-modern-typewriter.tumblr.com)

Take a look and if one catches your fancy we can work together to develop a plot from there.

Worshiped
"I bet you get real sick of everyone worshiping the ground you walk on," the antagonist said. They circled the protagonist as they trembled with want, a wreck of kisses and bite marks. Truthfully, they felt rather affected themselves by the sight. "Talking to you and touching you like you're some kind of divine thing, and not some hot mess with no clue what you're doing." They stopped in front of them, surveying them for a moment. "Why don't you tell me how much you need this again?"

Servant to the king
"Perhaps your servant can see to my needs?" The visiting noble smiled, eyes fixed on the King as if they were unaware of the cheek of presuming to have the King's personal servant at use.

The servant looked to the King, because surely they would say no? From the rumors going around, the noble was not known for his kindness.

Their King looked at the noble with an unreadable expression. Cool. Then they gestured a hand, the same hand that had drawn the servant close so tenderly the night before and stroked their hair with such affection.

The servant's stomach dropped.

Promises, Promises
"There's a price for everything," the demon murmured. They traced their finger down the woman'throat, along racing pulse point, stopping when a sharp nail reached above her heart. It cut through the material of her dress with hopeless ease at even so casual gesture. The demon's gaze fixed on her with an intent and unmistakeable hunger. "You," the demon continued. "Were mine."

"No one else is authorized to trade my soul."

"Oh, it wasn't your soul that your beloved promised me."

Not your fault
"Shh, it's alright," the villain said. "You're doing beautifully and I'm so proud of you. But that's enough now. It was cruel of them to make you fight me - you could never have won. It's not your fault."

Liar
"You lied to me."

"How could I not," they replied, too softly. "I knew if you ever learned the truth that you'd look at me like you're looking at me now." Hands, too gentle, for what they'd done as they fluttered and reached. "Close your eyes." A plea.

Old Gods
"Should you be spending so much time at the shrine of a dead god?" asked the old god. "They can't help you anymore."

"I'm not looking for their help," they replied. They continued to tidy the place up, replacing the withered flowers with fresh ones. "I like it here, it's peaceful. Why are you here then at the shrine of a dead god if you think it's so useless?"

A smile twitched the old god's face. "I like it here," the old god replied. "There are pretty flowers."

Faith
"Such faith…" the villain looked at the other in wonder, reverence, shocked awe that quite stole their breath. Such beautiful, stupid, blindness. They were the most perfect creature the villain had ever seen. "Tell me, if I asked you for your heart, would you give it to me?"

"You have it already." As if they hadn't just met. "Or do you mean literally?

"It was all the villain could do not to grin, wolfish. They didn't want to scare this miracle, after all. But oh, how strangely ensnaring it was to be trusted so completely."Come with me."


How Cute

"It's adorable how much you want people to think you're dangerous," he said. He took a step forward, slow and sauntering, eyes shining in the burnt orange streetlight. "Would you like me to teach you?"

Sweetie
"Dearest. Darling. Sweetheart," the protagonist flatly recited the list of endearments the antagonist was most likely to wield in their conversations. "You're play acting at intimacy again. God, it must be desperately lonely being you."

"Oh, love. I'm not the one play acting at anything – if I wanted to be intimate with you, baby, I'd bother to learn your name."

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Contacting me:
If after reading everything you're still interested please contact me through PM. Let me know which prompts caught your eye, any other interests or preferences you might have, and if possible please also provide a writing sample of what a typical post of yours would look like.

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Bonus Prompts:
Becuase I have no self-control and I like them all


Just Doing Business
"You're not their obsession or even their enemy, you're a business transaction." Their rival stayed lazily where they sat, even as the argument around the room halted, even as their gaze locked intent on the protagonist. "So, let me talk business with them."

"You think you can outbid the competition and put a better offer on the table?"

"I think you're a pretty package that I am more than capable of selling."

"I don't trust you."

"It's business, love. Trust doesn't come into it."


Lost and Found
"We've got something of yours," said the voice on the phone. "If you'd like it back, I suggest you follow our next instructions very carefully. They're just dying to see you again."



Maddening
The door had barely closed before they were shoved up against it, drawn up onto their toes by hands curled tight in the front of their clothes. Their lips parted as the air knocked out of their lungs and a mouth crushed against their own. God knows why they kissed back, but they did. Fiercely, desperately, fingers twining into the back of their rival's hair to hold them close.
"God," their rival growled. "You're maddening." They kissed again, moved down to their throat - making their back arch against the door with a bite. "You think you're so much better than everyone else." A grind of hips, a rake of nails against their side, drawing a needy sound. "Still moan like everyone else when you're kissed, don't you?"



I Spy
"Did no one warn you over the strength of the drinks?"
Oh, god. Their embarrassment was complete. They threw up in the sink again, wracked with shudders, cheeks burning and stomach all wrung up. "Please don't kill me." Their head spun.
"For throwing up in my sink? I'm just glad you spared my orchids and didn't throw up in them. Someone did. It was disgusting." A hand reached out, brushing their hair back from their forehead, and shoving a glass of water in their hand. "Here."
"Thanks." They took a sip.
"What's your name?"
"[X]." Crap. That was their actual name, not their cover. They stared at the water. Had it been, had it been…?
"I'm not quite so glad that you're spying on me, [X]," the villain continued conversationally. "But at least you're being a polite guest about it. Who is it that you're working for, by the way?"


Flight Risk
"What, am I some kind of prisoner, then?"

"You." They smiled tightly. "Are an untrustworthy, backstabbing, flight risk. I'm not stupid enough to let you out of my sight."



Happily Ever After

"Oh, you're a fairy-tale of a girl, aren't you?" the witch murmured, caressing a thumb over her lips. "Full of blood and justice. Let the crows peck out the heart of the world so long as the princess gets her happy ending, hm?"



I See Everything
"It's funny," the vampire murmured. "Everyone always thinks about zombies having visions for eating brains, but it never seems to occur to them that blood spills its own stories too. It always has done."

The human swallowed, backing up a step as the vampire continued to prowl closer. "What did you see?"

"Everything."



Baby, it's dangerous outside
"It's dangerous out there." The villain wrapped their arms around tight around the civilian, a fraction too tight perhaps, and drew them close.

The civilian shook, still stunned from the horrors they had witnessed. "How could someone do something like that? All those people - all that damage -"

"It's alright, I have you now. God, I could have lost you-"

They babbled over each other. The villain; horrified that the civilian could have been lost to them in the madness when they should never have been close to the carnage at all. The civilian; blind, reeling at the seeming bravery of the villain in saving them. Dizzy with relief that they were both safe.
 
Still looking!
 
Can I bring my own plots in?