So… for those of you who know me will probably know that I have a special place in my heart for the animes ‘Detective Conan’ and ‘Magic Kaito 1412’… yes, that’s basically it—
«Premise of the Story»
Heroes and villains.
Protagonists and antagonists.
Detectives and thieves.
Some things were never meant to be from the very start, and yet when two lines that shouldn’t meet finally touch, what is created is none other than what is known as guilty pleasure. When your greatest enemy becomes the person who you love, what will you do? When the most infamous thief in town steals your heart along with jewelry, what will you do?
«Notes»
I don’t really have gender pairs for the characters in mind so any will do honestly. I also want this to be somewhat mature (not exactly explicit if you’re uncomfortable with that) while still being sweet and sensual and all that jazz. Anyways, yes, I just crave the romance and the concept of ‘forbidden’ love.
(Well hello there! I’d say yes right away but if I may, could I see a sample of your writing first? Just so I know what I’m working with. Oh, do you have any triggers?)
(sure, i'll grab a sample from a recent roleplay!)
(and yes, i do have a few triggers. i have a pre-written trigger list, so i'll put that in the same message as my writing sample.)
writing sample:
Neru sighed, leaning the balcony of his home. "Ahh… I never thought about it before, but… this place is so peaceful," he uttered under his breath. He kept thinking about it, and he was right: this place was very peaceful, like it or not. He looked out at the vast areas surrounding his home. "Nice homes… and no money, so we don't have to pay for anything… All the luxury we Abstracts could ask for. Nothing more, nothing less. And how colorful it is too… Wow." Neru went back inside, and headed up to his room. The ceiling of his room was covered in glow-in-the-dark stars of different sizes and colors. He turned on a light he had by his bed and a shower of dotted lights covered the ceiling along with the stars. "I guess it's time for bed."
trigger list:
- talk of drug abuse
- sexual assault/harassment
- pedophilia/necrophilia/fetishes like that
- scenes displaying child abuse (a brief mention for like, a flashback and all is fine, just nothing too vivid)
- detailed vomit/blood scenes (not likely to come up but i might as well list it since it's a trigger for me. brief blood/vomit scenes are fine)
- detailed bodily fluid scenes (like urine and such, kinda ties with the same reasoning as the prev trigger)
(Right, first off, that sample is definitely a yes. And good news that none of those triggers will appear, like, at all. Now, do you want to be the thief or the detective? I can do either. Oh and, would you like a template? Sorry if I’m asking a lot of questions (“ . .))
(i'd definitely like to be the thief, if that's ok!)
(and yes, i'd def like a template!)
(That would be just fine!)
Name :
Age :
Gender :
Sexual Orientation :
Physical Appearance :
Personality :
Likings :
Dislikes :
Others :
(Oh, I should probably ask these two first. What gender pair are you thinking of playing? And uh… somewhat explicit smut or very little smut?)
Name : Parsley Menevus
Age : 23
Gender : Male
Sexual Orientation : Bisexual
Physical Appearance : He's 6'5, his hair is pitch-black and very unkempt, his eyes are hazel with a tinge of gray in the center. He has fair skin, though he's got some bruises here and there. He's slim, but not too much so; healthily slim, I guess, is the way it could be described.
Personality : He's very snarky and rude, therefore making him off-putting. He doesn't show care for the health of others most of the time, other times he's overly aware of the health of others (but that depends on his relationship with the person in mention).
Likings : Reading books in his free time (if he has any at all), rodents (especially rats, he has one as a pet, named "Crook")
Dislikes : Heist fails,, and not much else
Others : n/a
(Oh, I should probably ask these two first. What gender pair are you thinking of playing? And uh… somewhat explicit smut or very little smut?)
(maybe m/m?)
(and,,,,, very little smut)
Name : Donovan Rosefield
Age : 22
Gender : Male
Sexual Orientation : Bisexual (more towards men)
Physical Appearance : He’s 5’11, his dyed purple hair is often messy and all over the place. He has black marks under his dark brown eyes as he’s always up late at night researching crimes and sometimes investigating crime scenes. He’s got a slightly muscled look on his lightly pale body.
Personality : Donovan does not talk much most people but he’s analytical and a critical thinker by nature. However, he’s quite talkative to people he likes and will most likely act like a bubbly boy whenever he’s around people he loves. He’s not extremely emotional, but he can become so if he’s stressed out.
Likings : Catching criminals, Knowing he’s right, Cats, Hugs
Dislikes : Failing, Being taken advantage of, Being proven wrong, Feeling weak
Others : n/a
(Shall I get a starter up for us?)
(yeah, that'd be great!)
(i have a zoom meeting rn too so like fjdhjdfjd)
(Alrightyyyy, also oof for the zoom call)
It was nine at night, approximately. The stars were not shining as brightly as they usually were, as the full moon was stealing their spotlight. Despite the bright nocturnal shine, the police were extremely cautious about their surroundings. They knew that it was on nights like these that the infamous local thief was to strike. Along with the police forces was Donovan Rosefield, a young but extremely talented detective. He was with a number of police officers who were guiding the most expensive jewel within the museum showcase event they were in.
Donovan had asked the officers that he would leave the room for a smoke, despite being a man who did not smoke at all. They let him head out through the fire exit to which he headed up to the rooftop to get a personal surveillance of the place. ’Show yourself, thief…’ he thought, looking around.
Parsley had already begun sneaking into the facility, doing the cliche "hide behind corners out of view of the people" thing here and there. He kept repeating his plan in his head over and over as he snuck through the building and slowly heading towards the jewel. 'Gotta close in, and fast…' he thought, not mumbling, knowing that would alert the officers to his presence. 'Can't… let them… spot me… I have to work fast!'
(Oh, welcome!)
The detective soon made his way back into the building, making his way into the jewelry showcase room where many of the police officers were. A call was made to them, saying that the outside group needed more men and so they went out of the room, leaving only a handful of officers inside with the detective. Donovan sighed softly and was the one closest to the jewel. “The thief could come in at any time and they still need men for ‘patrol’… what a joke,” he murmured with a shake of his head and a small laugh. The police officers all turned to the detective at that point, leaving the entrance of the showcase room open without surveillance.
Parsley noticed that the entrance wasn't under surveillance, and sneaked his way in while that was the case. Once he made his way in, he rubbed his hands together. 'Now that that's been covered…' Parsley thought, getting closer to the gem he planned on stealing. 'We're nearly there. Just gotta get the jewel and scram.'
The detective turned back to the officers as they went back to being on ‘surveillance’. Donovan though did not seem happy, taking out a small pistol and holding it as he stood by the jewel himself. Another call was made by the police chief, calling the remaining men inside to go out as they had found who they thought was the thief, leaving Donovan alone in the jewelry showcase room. With a sigh, and with his weapon still at hand, he began walking slow circles around the jewel.
“Are you here? Are you not? Are you here? Are you not?” He repeated with a small grin on his face until he eventually came to a stop, pointing his gun towards a certain direction. “We can make this a lot easier mister. Just show yourself,” the detective called out, pointing his gun barrel towards where Parsley was hiding.
Parsley grumbled hushedly. 'Damn, I've been spotted… I think? No. Not yet.' Parsley came out from his hiding spot, smirking, with his hands up. "Yeah yeah, fine, I give," he said, approaching the detective slowly, keeping his hands up. "Ya caught me. Go on, get the cuffs or whatever you coppers do."
The detective’s eyes widened for a moment, still keeping his gun aimed towards the thief. “Right, well for one, I’m not a cop and two, I don’t have handcuffs nor the right to hold firearms so technically I’m breaking the law right now,” he sighed and stepped away from the thief, not yet putting his gun down though. “You’re a famous one aren’t you? How many treasures have you stolen already?” The detective asked, eyeing the entrance of the showcase room in case a policeman had decided to come in. ’I should call out for help already… why am I even talking to him?’
"Mmh, well whatever you are, I frankly could care less," Parsley replied. "Yeah, I'm pretty famous, eh?" he began, laughing. "I've stolen a lot, hm… Too many to count, really." Parsley laughed once more, no longer approaching the detective. "I woulda thought you'd call back-up by now, huh? Maybe you've grown a liking to me. Yeah, I don't see why else you'd not call for backup when I'm right here in front of yer eyes."
The detective looked at Parsley for a long moment before they sighed and very slowly lowered their weapon. “Look, I’ve been following your cases since you stole the golden necklace from the rich men showcase and I’ve gotta be honest, I am quite a fan of your work. Despite that, you are still a criminal and that still means I ought to catch you which, to be fair, I somewhat don’t want to since I have a lot of fun with your cases,” he sighed, keeping his weapon and keeping his empty hands in front of him. “Anyways, you do realize that you can’t escape that easily, right? The outside is all packed with officers and other members of security,” except for the rooftop—
