u/Melodic-Read3082

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Muse A has spent years building two lives.

One is polished and ordinary; a comfortable home, weekend grocery runs, lazy Sunday mornings, and a spouse they adore more than anything in the world.

The other is written in blood.

Known only by an infamous alias, Muse A is among the most feared contract killers alive. Governments deny their existence, criminal empires whisper their name, and every organization with enough money knows that if Muse A accepts a contract, someone is going to die.

Muse B has been living the exact same lie.

To the outside world, they're nothing more than Muse A's loving spouse. They complain about work over dinner, kiss them goodbye before every "business trip," and have somehow managed to build a perfectly normal marriage despite the long hours and mysterious bruises. Because behind closed doors, Muse B disappears into another identity entirely--one every intelligence agency, syndicate, and mercenary network recognizes with equal parts fear and respect.

For years, they've hidden the ugliest parts of themselves from the person they love most, each convinced that if the truth ever came out, it would destroy their marriage. Regardless of how their relationship is built upon a menagerie of lies and excuses, regardless of how the spark has begun to leave them, they still commit.

That is, until a contract gone wrong.

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Welcome!

This plot is heavily inspired by "Mr. & Mrs. Smith," the early 2000s movie! I love the idea and irony of two world class assassins falling in love and hiding their real identities from one another. It's just such an interesting premise! I think it would make for an amazingly spicy romance as our two deadly lovebirds rediscover eachother entirely!

About Me:

* Novella/Adv-Lit

* Third Person, Past Tense

* MxF / FxM / OPEN to MxM

* Detail-oriented

* All Writers & Characters 18+!

Feel free to DM! Just please attach a writing sample and a little about yourself! Thanks! ♥️

Love is a fickle thing. Fragile. Hungry. Even cruel at times.

Once, he had only been her bodyguard.

A silent shadow at her side; cold-eyed, dutiful, and utterly unmoved by her. He avoided her wandering hands and sickeningly sweet smiles with practiced indifference, standing at her shoulder like a blade sheathed in flesh. He did not love her. At times, she wondered if he even liked her at all.

It never mattered to her though, because she loved him enough for the both of them.

Then he died.

Not dramatically nor beautifully, as death rarely grants such mercies. It took him suddenly and left her with a hollow ache carved so deep inside her chest that it swallowed everything else whole. The world blurred into meaningless noise. Grief rotted inside her until it molded and festered into obsession.

And obsession, when paired with desperation, becomes something dangerous.

So she brought him back.

Or well, she tried to.

The thing that woke upon the operating table wore his face. It spoke with his voice. It carried fragments of him in the tilt of its head and the shape of its hands. But whatever soul had once lived behind those familiar eyes was gone, replaced by something entirely unnatural.

He was not a man anymore. Merely a creature made in the image of one.

A beautiful monster crafted from death and devotion, hollow of humanity and starved for understanding. He knows nothing of love, mercy, hatred, or shame. The world is new to him. Violent. Confusing. She is the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes, and so she becomes his entire world.

Creator. Savior. God.

Beloved.

And she clings to him just as desperately, even as she begins to realize the horrifying truth: Whatever came back from the grave may not love her at all, but it is obsessed with her. Whether she chooses to accept it is a story yet to be told.

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Hello there!

I am looking for someone to play the role of the monster in this twisted tale of obsession and tragedy! This plot is highly inspired by Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Setting is flexible. Whether we set this in a dark fantasy where our FML has dabbled in dark magics to bring back her cursed love or a victorian-esque one where he's brought back by frightening science is up to us!

I'd like to find someone to write for the male lead, and I the twisted young lady who's brought him back. Their dynamic before his death is entirely up for discussion, but I'd love for it to have been a one sided love entirely or even where they were together and broke up! I imagine she was a noble lady of some sort and he a commoner knight or bodyguard or etc!

Anywho, thats all for the plot! If You're interested, feel free to DM me! NSFW aspects will be discussed in DM's!

I will warn I require writing samples and a proper introduction before I reply. I am a novella/adv-lit writer and as such will not write semi-lit or lit! I love my details, folks.

Alright! Hope to chat soon!

Adieu! ~ ♡

Good evening/morning/midday!

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I am looking for someone who’d be interested in a supernatural themed, Twilight inspired RP--very much in the spirit of those early 2010 roleplays we all used to know and love. I'd even be down to just do a revamp of Twilight entirely (haha get it? Re-vamp? Feel free to shoot me now) I’d like to lean into the nostalgic cliches on purpose while also trying to build a plot that’s better than the original stories. I want the drama. The action. The misty pictures of pine forests and literally all the cliches we thought we left behind when we were teenagers.

Just picture it; rainy small towns, mysterious new residents, broody immortals, territorial werewolves, and a lot of “you shouldn’t be with me” type conversations.

Mostly I just want to have fun with the dramatic supernatural romance and small-town america vibe. I am preferably looking to play the F for this rp, but can be convinced to play a M for the right partner. Otherwise I can also write for a wide cast of side characters and will do my best to keep the story rolling!

Writing Preferences:

* Novella/Adv-Lit

* Third Person, Past Tense

* MxF / FxM / OPEN to MxM

* Detail-oriented

* All Writers & Characters 18+!   ​

if you grew up on twilight or supernatural themed RPs and want to revisit that vibe in a more self-aware way, feel free to message me! Please make sure to attach a writing sample in your first message and tell me a bit about yourself! I will not reply to a simple one liner DM like “Wanna RP?” "Will you play [insert character?]?" Ya gotta give me something to work with.

Hope to hear from you soon!

♤ All Characters are (21)+

◇ Novella/Adv-Lit

♡ Pairings: MxF

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Muse A has never known a night untouched by him.

It began in her childhood with soft, flickering dreams that felt far too vivid to be imagination. A world bathed in candlelight and gold, where laughter echoed through lavish halls and every night was a different feast. In those dreams, she was not herself--at least not entirely. She wore jewels that weighed heavy at her throat, gowns woven of satin and silk, and a warmth wrapped around her like a lover’s embrace.

It was there she first saw him.

At the start, he was little more than a figure in the periphery; a silhouette lingering at the edge of long banquet tables, a presence felt more than seen. But as the years stretched on and she grew older, he drew closer.

A possessive hand at the small of her back, or a glance held too long across a crowded hall. The ghost of his breath at her ear when no one stood behind her.

The dreams deepened. Twisted as she became further entangled. Bled into waking life.

She began to crave them--crave him. Because in that other world, he looked at her like she was as something sacred as something damned. But alas; not all dreams last.

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Muse B remembers everything. That is his curse.

Once, he had been a king; revered, untouchable, and beloved by his people. His kingdom flourished beneath his rule, and at his side stood his queen: radiant, wise, the only soul who could quiet the storm within him. Their love was not soft--it was consuming, eternal, the kind that carved itself into bone.

And then it was taken.

He left for war and returned not as a man, but as something hollowed out and remade. The hunger came first, violent and insatiable, and then: the change. Three days of agony, of rot and rebirth, until the man he had been was buried and forgotten.

She had tried to save him.

He had killed her for it.

Centuries have passed, and the world has rotted into something unrecognizable. Empires have risen and fallen beneath his shadow. Muse B has become myth, nightmare, predator.

Muse A has learned to live with her dreams. She medicates to stave off his touch, longing to find happiness outside her own mind. Yet when a chance encounter with a man so horribly familiar turns the life she's built for herself upside down, the dreams begin again.

And this time they don't stop.

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Welcome to my post!! 🎉

My name is Peach, and this lovely plot is basically meant to be a more romantic/erotic retelling of Dracula! Muse B is essentially the role of Dracula, and Muse A is the reincarnation of his long dead wife.

There is a lot of flexibility to this plot. I am more than happy to twist and bend details, and the setting could take place anywhere in the world and in any time period! I do mostly imagine it being either modern or victorian, but we could shake things up and write this in whatever time period we like! Cowboys? I'm down. Pirates? Sure, screw it. The world is our oyster.

I am currently looking for someone to write for the role of Muse B! I want all the sad, old vampire bastards. As for Muse A, I have characters pre-made and am willing to also change her character per plot. Their dynamic can be sickeningly sweet, soulmates, horribly toxic, predatory, or worse/better! At the end of the day, their fates are entwined and ours to play with.

DM's are open; please send me a message with writing samples and any ideas you have!

Hope to chat soon! 💗😚

♤ All Characters are (21)+

◇ Novella/Adv-Lit

♡ Pairings: MxF

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Muse A has never known a night untouched by him.

It began in her childhood with soft, flickering dreams that felt far too vivid to be imagination. A world bathed in candlelight and gold, where laughter echoed through lavish halls and every night was a different feast. In those dreams, she was not herself--at least not entirely. She wore jewels that weighed heavy at her throat, gowns woven of satin and silk, and a warmth wrapped around her like a lover’s embrace.

It was there she first saw him.

At the start, he was little more than a figure in the periphery; a silhouette lingering at the edge of long banquet tables, a presence felt more than seen. But as the years stretched on and she grew older, he drew closer.

A possessive hand at the small of her back, or a glance held too long across a crowded hall. The ghost of his breath at her ear when no one stood behind her.

The dreams deepened. Twisted as she became further entangled. Bled into waking life.

She began to crave them--crave him. Because in that other world, he looked at her like she was as something sacred as something damned. But alas; not all dreams last.

♡

Muse B remembers everything. That is his curse.

Once, he had been a king; revered, untouchable, and beloved by his people. His kingdom flourished beneath his rule, and at his side stood his queen: radiant, wise, the only soul who could quiet the storm within him. Their love was not soft--it was consuming, eternal, the kind that carved itself into bone.

And then it was taken.

He left for war and returned not as a man, but as something hollowed out and remade. The hunger came first, violent and insatiable, and then: the change. Three days of agony, of rot and rebirth, until the man he had been was buried and forgotten.

She had tried to save him.

He had killed her for it.

Centuries have passed, and the world has rotted into something unrecognizable. Empires have risen and fallen beneath his shadow. Muse B has become myth, nightmare, predator.

Muse A has learned to live with her dreams. She medicates to stave off his touch, longing to find happiness outside her own mind. Yet when a chance encounter with a man so horribly familiar turns the life she's built for herself upside down, the dreams begin again.

And this time they don't stop.

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Welcome to my post!! 🎉

My name is Peach, and this lovely plot is basically meant to be a more romantic/erotic retelling of Dracula! Muse B is essentially the role of Dracula, and Muse A is the incarnation of his long dead queen.

There is a lot of flexibility to this plot. I am more than happy to twist and bend details, and the setting could take place anywhere in the world and in any time period! I do mostly imagine it being either modern or victorian, but we could shake things up and write this in whatever time period we like! Cowboys? I'm down. Pirates? Sure, fuck it. The world is our oyster.

I am currently looking for someone to write for the role of Muse B! I want all the sad, old vampire bastards. As for Muse A, I have characters pre-made and am willing to also change her character per plot. Their dynamic can be sickeningly sweet, soulmates, horribly toxic, predatory, or worse/better! At the end of the day, their fates are entwined and ours to play with.

DM's are open; please send me a message with writing samples and any ideas you have!

Hope to chat soon! 💗😚

♤ All Characters are (21)+

◇ Novella/Adv-Lit

♡ Pairings: MxF

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Muse A has never known a night untouched by him.

It began in her childhood with soft, flickering dreams that felt far too vivid to be imagination. A world bathed in candlelight and gold, where laughter echoed through lavish halls and every night was a different feast. In those dreams, she was not herself--at least not entirely. She wore jewels that weighed heavy at her throat, gowns woven of satin and silk, and a warmth wrapped around her like a lover’s embrace.

It was there she first saw him.

At the start, he was little more than a figure in the periphery; a silhouette lingering at the edge of long banquet tables, a presence felt more than seen. But as the years stretched on and she grew older, he drew closer.

A possessive hand at the small of her back, or a glance held too long across a crowded hall. The ghost of his breath at her ear when no one stood behind her.

The dreams deepened. Twisted as she became further entangled. Bled into waking life.

She began to crave them--crave him. Because in that other world, he looked at her like she was as something sacred as something damned. But alas; not all dreams last.

♡

Muse B remembers everything. That is his curse.

Once, he had been a king; revered, untouchable, and beloved by his people. His kingdom flourished beneath his rule, and at his side stood his queen: radiant, wise, the only soul who could quiet the storm within him. Their love was not soft--it was consuming, eternal, the kind that carved itself into bone.

And then it was taken.

He left for war and returned not as a man, but as something hollowed out and remade. The hunger came first, violent and insatiable, and then: the change. Three days of agony, of rot and rebirth, until the man he had been was buried and forgotten.

She had tried to save him.

He had killed her for it.

Centuries have passed, and the world has rotted into something unrecognizable. Empires have risen and fallen beneath his shadow. Muse B has become myth, nightmare, predator.

Muse A has learned to live with her dreams. She medicates to stave off his touch, longing to find happiness outside her own mind. Yet when a chance encounter with a man so horribly familiar turns the life she's built for herself upside down, the dreams begin again.

And this time they don't stop.

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Welcome to my post!! 🎉

My name is Peach, and this lovely plot is basically meant to be a more romantic/erotic retelling of Dracula! Muse B is essentially the role of Dracula, and Muse A is the reincarnation of his long dead wife.

There is a lot of flexibility to this plot. I am more than happy to twist and bend details, and the setting could take place anywhere in the world and in any time period! I do mostly imagine it being either modern or victorian, but we could shake things up and write this in whatever time period we like! Cowboys? I'm down. Pirates? Sure, fuck it. The world is our oyster.

I am currently looking for someone to write for the role of Muse B! I want all the sad, old vampire bastards. As for Muse A, I have characters pre-made and am willing to also change her character per plot. Their dynamic can be sickeningly sweet, soulmates, horribly toxic, predatory, or worse/better! At the end of the day, their fates are entwined and ours to play with.

DM's are open; please send me a message with writing samples and any ideas you have!

Hope to chat soon! 💗😚