Would you like to RP?
I’m casting out my net searching for some RP partners! In the past, I was unfortunately unable to keep up with some of my RPs, but even work and other engagements keeping me busy, I can’t help but want to get back into the game.💕
Cool Stuff About Me:
I live in the US on EST.
I am 27!
I only rp on discord.
My writing style is adv lit/novella. My responses often break discord character limit and I have nitro which offers a higher character limit.
I’m pretty open to a wide range of ideas yet I do love to lean a bit more slice-of-life and modern in role plays. I love angsty, plot heavy ideas as well– however, I do wish for a good bit of planning and deliberation beforehand!
DISCLAIMERS:
Writing style is very important to me. It is genuinely make or break for me. I am also a long time fanfic writer so I believe my writing is very thorough. I am not semi-lit whatsoever. My writing will be lengthy and thorough most often so I please ask that you do not interact with this post if you do not think you will be compatible with my writing style. (Samples will be included in this post!)
I am not too keen on most topics, themes, or tropes that fall under the umbrella term “Dead Dove”. Nothing involving minors and adults in sexual or romantic relationships. Not too keen on heavy violence, gore, or any type of ageplay.
Who I’m Looking For:
Someone who is 21+ (will settle for 18+)
Someone who writes third person
Someone who is able to write as close as possible to their character’s cannon personality (with some liberties, of course!)
Someone who is comfortable writing NSFW content (smut:plot usually ranges 40:60 but I’m willing to adjust)
Someone who writes adv-lit/novella (very important)
Parings legend:
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Character I prefer to write**
No preference on writing
Pairings:
Gojo Satoru x Getou Suguru (t/b dynamic is unfortunately unshakeable on this one.)
Itadori Yuji** x Fushiguro Megumi
Erwin Smith** x Levi Ackerman
Laois Touden x Kabru
Uzumaki Naruto x Nara Shikamaru**
One More Special Thing With Only One Bullet Point:
I love omegaverse. The best way to catch me is to put an omegaverse idea on a hook and reel me in. Omegaverse for me includes potential/current/mentions of mpreg and I am also very fond of parental centered storylines. This includes planned pregnancies, accidental, past, etc.
Now that you’ve somehow gotten through all of that, please take note of all the information I’ve painstakingly laid out! I will not be negotiating things I have blatantly laid out but I am open to questions or concerns!
Now, without further ado, please give this post a like ❤️ or send me a dm 💬 if you’re interested in starting an rp with me!
As of January 6th, 2025, I am actively searching for partners!
Writing samples will be listed from here on so please enjoy and if ya see one that gets your attention, feel free to ask me about it and we might be able to turn it into an RP!
eruri (Erwin x Levi)
Erwin's tongue felt thick and tacky in his mouth, the cavern bone-dry and arid as soon as his ears processed the escort's siren call. He'd felt this shallow feeling of nerves before, the same storm in his gut that felt like he was a sailor stuck at sea- at the mercy of savage waves. It was only once, highly cherished and to never be forgotten. It had been when he'd first bedded his ex-wife in their early twenties. Anticipation teetered on a fine line that separated excitement and fear of the unknown.
He's technically never promised anyone anything. Not a stable life, not the best version of himself, nothing. Nor was it truly ever expected of him. Erwin was a cookie cutter man made to fill a specific role but in his thirty-four years of age, he still hasn't begun to figure out what or who had made him this way. Was he a prisoner of someone else's expectations or his own?
At that moment, he remembered Miche's warbled words. The man had had his arm thrown around Erwin's shoulder, face flushed and smelling of artisanal whiskies.
"You know," Miche had hiccupped. "You really hold yourself to some high standards, man."
Erwin had gently shouldered his friend's arm off of him, inspecting the glass in his hand to make sure it was actual water and not another troublesome liquor.
"It's to be expected of me." He'd said, flashing a small smile across the room to a philanthropist woman who was virtuous in name only.
Miche took a swallow of water, pulling a face as if he was disappointed in it. "By who?”
The question stumped Erwin, his mind only providing vague offerings of names and masses who only knew him by photo and net-worth.
"Look, you're a man just like the rest of us. Just because you're the brains of this whole thing doesn't mean you can't be a person. You can live a little."
Erwin was only a man. Destined to be an imperfect being. No amount of starving himself would make him more virtuous in some “God's” eyes.
He'll give himself away to hunger, if just for one night.
goge/satosugu (Gojo x Getou)
Suguru doesn’t know what requires his attention more; the drilling “bree bree”’s of the hot summer cicadas or the sharp pleasure of Satoru biting into his inner thigh as if the tender flesh would give away to the juicy, sweetness of a ripe apple.
This meetup was meant to go in a different direction but Suguru couldn’t resist the urge to taunt Satoru. Even though his eyes were covered by those abysmal bandages, Suguru could tell his six eyes were miserable underneath.
Sweet, sweet Satoru.
Satoru who treats a criminal like him so tenderly. Who wouldn’t want to poke a little fun at him?
“Mmnh-!” Suguru jerks, spine curving into an arch as Satoru bites particularly hard this time. Suguru flicks his gaze down where Satoru sits with his teeth still embedded in his skin, his cheek pushed into the firmness of the muscle. His eyes are lidded and lustful yet somehow wide and demanding.
Suguru breathes a husky chuckle. The strongest sorcerer in the world nipped him like a puppy demanding his attention.
Suguru shakes his arm free from one of the sleeves of his gojogesa and lets it fall into the pale tresses of Satoru’s hair.
He scratches his blunt nails along the scalp, eyes creasing with his grin as Satoru leans into the affection.
“Satoru,” he breathes as the man starts to lathe at the bite. “Good boys don’t bite, remember?” he teases.