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Best Friends!

Shifting his weight slightly, Alexander moved across the sofa to give his best friend a hug, looking around the room. "Thank you. For all of this." He grinned, taking in the room. Balloons were dotted around the small room, and banners hung on the walls proclaiming "Happy 21st Alexander!"

Pulling back from his bestie, Alex gave a big grin to her again, picking up a card from the table. "Thank you, seriously. You've done so damn much for me in the last few years. Without you, I really don't think I'd be as happy as I am now. Or as safe, or as secure." He spoke sincerely, his soft voice kind and sweet as ever.

Alexander had been living with his best friend for the last three years, ever since he'd been kicked out of his home by his father, after coming out as gay. Wandering the streets for hours, he'd ended up being found by her, cold, frightened, dirty and dejected down an alleyway, covered in snow and freezing cold.

He'd been close to death that very night... And was lucky his best friend, his sister, had found him there at that very moment in time.

(Looking for someone to play Alexander's best friend, OR older sister. The character will be the same regardless. Obviously, Alexander will not date her, but I can play another character for her if you want romance.)

Our New Family.

Simple plot. I'm looking for someone to play the school's educational psychologist.

Through the sessions, she discovers William is being abused and mistreated at home. Whilst supporting him, she finds herself growing close to the boy, seeing him as the son she can't have. He grows to love her like a mother too.

He's removed from his parent's care, and risks being removed from the school and moving cities. She puts in to adopt him, though many barriers lay in wait...

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Misery.

To say that William was feeling miserable would be an utter, quite insulting, understatement and a half. He felt... quite a mixture of emotions, despite them all being on the negative side of things.

Depression. Anger. Fear. Hurt. Alone. Terrible.

Today alone, he'd cycled through all of these, and much more besides. Genuine happiness was impossible, and had been for the last year or two. He could certainly fake a smile, and could put his parents off the scent of what was really going on.

Blood. Tears. Pain.

Every time he entered the bathroom at home, all three of these would be easily accomplished. He had control over two of these, much to his brief pride. It was something he could prevent the bullies from causing to him, and he found a tiny spark of enjoyment in this.

Watching the crimson liquid drip into the sink, his eyes moved over to the mirror that hung over the fitting. His skin was pale, his chocolate brown eyes dark and standing as a stark contrast to his skin. Bags hung under his eyes, dark rings from a lack of sleep. His dark black hair was down to his shoulders, framing his features.

Frowning some as he squinted, the male noted a slight bruise starting upon his right cheek. Must have been from when he was shoved into the lockers. Prehaps he could blame the newest marks upon his arm on that. Looking down, a cold smirk played upon his lips. Three scars on the left, four on the right. He always avoided gym, and hooded tops meant his arms were always covered up. He knew that the marks were there, and nobody else did. Good. Just how he wanted it.

Stepping over to the full length mirror, he looked at his thin body. He'd shed a lot of weight, no longer an overweight child. Instead, he was much too thin now. But this was better than the alternative. He'd rather not weigh much, then be large, ugly and gross. It didn't matter that his ribs could be seen, nor that he looked overly ill if anyone ever saw his body. Nobody could, and thanks to the clothes he wore, they wouldn't know.

A Few Ideas.

Bump.

Will You Look After Me?

Mocking.

By god, Charlie was sick of the mocking he received. He was sick of the insults his classmates seemed intent on hurling at him each and every single day at any opportunity they had.

So it was little surprise that the blonde haired teenager finally snapped and punched a classmate out of pure anger. Everything had piled up on him, and the guy's comment was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Of course, the other male pulled the innocence card and acted as though the attack was unprovoked. With his father and rich and powerful man, it was inevitable that Charlie was suspended. And now he was back in school, the blonde had to attend sessions with the school psychologist.

Standing outside the office, Charlie bit his lip as he tried to pluck up courage to enter the room. He hated unfamiliar situations with a passion, and going here frightened him.

Knocking upon the door, he opened it and spoke politely towards the woman inside, voice soft and sweet. "I'm here for my session."

His eyes were tired, his expression a little sad. Baggy clothes covered his form, his shoulder length hair framing his face. There was an air of sorrow to him, as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

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Simple plot. I'm looking for someone to play the school's educational psychologist.

Through the sessions, she discovers Charlie is being abused and mistreated at home. Whilst supporting him, she finds herself growing close to the boy, seeing him as the son she can't have. He grows to love her like a mother too.

He's removed from his parent's care, and risks being removed from the school and moving cities. She puts in to adopt him, though many barriers lay in wait...

You're My Auntie?!

A story I did years ago, and loved, was very basic but so much fun. It focused on the bond between a school psychologist and a student who'd been sent to her after punching another student, and exhibiting "worrying signs" before.

The student wasn't violent nor disruptive in the least, being rather polite and clever if not rather meek and a bit too defensive.

It comes out that he's gay, struggling to accept himself as his mother and father didn't believe in the concept of homosexuality.

Through discussions the two realised that they were in fact related. (Aunt and nephew.) This then lead to a fight to get the male character I'd been playing removed from the abusive home and into the care of his auntie, and then focused on how the newly reunited duo became a family together.

Would anybody be interested in helping me run this again?

I'm obviously sticking to the role I had before.

How Jack Became Jasmine.

Bump.

How Jack Became Jasmine.

Bump.

Love Under Lock And Key (MxM)

MxM

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Name: Theodore "Theo" Arthur Carter-Green
Age: 18
Nationality: English-American
S/O: Gay

Born to Firefighter Arthur Jason Carter and bank manger Elizabeth Jane Green, Theodore spent his formative years growing up in the market town of Blandford Forum, Dorset, located in England's beautiful West Country. Attending a local primary school, Archbishop Wake, he was a popular child, with all the friends he could wish for, and more besides. Following on from this, he attended The Blandford School.

However, at the age of 13, he was left without a father when Arthur was killed whilst on duty, protecting a fellow firefighter from danger. After this, James became quiet and withdrawn, not wanting to accept the death of his father, and always expecting him to walk back through the door, with stories of the rescues he'd performed, and the fires he'd fought with the help of his friends.

About a year after his father's death, Elizabeth decided it would be best if she and Theodore moved to the USA, to live with her grandparents and for him to be educated in the states, figuring a fresh start might have helped him start to overcome and accept the death of his father. This wasn't the case until he met (Y/C), and the two seemed to hit it off almost straight away, becoming the best of friends in very little time at all.

With both a love of photography and reading, Theo has opted to take a more creative course in college, wishing to focus on Photography, with a minor in Higher Maths, more to please his mother then because he feels it's an important qualification. (Although he knows how useful it would be, he'd have much rather looked at a minor in English Language.)

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Best Friends.

That was how everyone saw Theodore (Theo) and (Y/C). As the best of friends.

It was easy to see why. The two were rarely ever apart after Theo arrived, and as they grew older, they only grew to be even closer as the years passed by.

But how close they grew wasn't something they ever discussed with anybody, outside of each other. Why?

They didn't dare to tell people that they were in love. The town they resided in was small and hateful to those who were "different". Those who were no god-fearing, heterosexual "muricans" were treated like dirt, told they had to get the hell out of town, or they risked being seriously injured, disowned.. or even killed.

So, they had to hide the love they held for each other in public. Keep the fact they were much more then "besties" confined to when they were alone, to text messages and emails. The kisses had to be undertaken in privacy, and even hugs were risky in public, having to be kept a simple, quick squeeze, rather then a lengthy, warm embrace.

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One hot summer's evening, Theo sat on the kitchen counter at his boyfriend's home, legs dangling over the edge, covered in nicks, cuts and bruises. He was often pushed around and bullied by classmates, male and female, for his quiet and shy nature, though the brunette would usually be left alone when with his best friend. Simply because people knew it was too damn risky to fuck with Theo in that situation.

Dressed in a shorts and a baggy white t-shirt to try and keep the heat from overwhelming him, all Theodore wanted was to go and cuddle up with (Y/C) on the sofa. To share a few kisses and watch a nice romantic movie. Or two. Or three.

Or as many as they could fit into a nice, long all-nighter. Which is what they'd be able to have in just a few hours.

"This is great. The last day of school is over, I get to spend the weekend alone with my.." He paused, wanting to say "Sexy man", but knowing his boyfriend's parents could come downstairs, he couldn't.

"With my bestie. Movies, ice cream, popcorn.." In a whisper "A shared bath, except not really, cuddles.." A wink. "Just you an' I."

Leaning over, as if to brush something from (Y/C)'s shoulder, Theo whispered "I love you." to him, before slipping from the counter top.

At 18, Theo was a "plain" looking guy, with shoulder length and dyed chocolate brown hair, soft green eyes, a thin and petite build and a sweet, kind little smile. He was pretty cute, of course he was, but he wasn't considered to be a "knockout".

(The plot will mostly focus on the two hiding the relationship they share from public, knowing if they get caught out, they risk loosing each other, and more.

They'll be caught eventually, and forced to flee from the town they grew up in, to try and find somewhere safe and to keep themselves going, knowing they'll be forced to start a new life together.)

How Jack Became Jasmine.

I'm just looking for someone capable of playing Jack's dad or mom, or even both. Alternatively, I'll accept two people playing one role each.

Jack's an only child.

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Nervous.

To say Jack felt nervous was certainly an understatement and a half. He'd been unsure about doing this for a few days now, and had finally plucked up the courage to do so. He'd told his mother and father that he wanted their thoughts on an outfit he was wearing to meet his friends, though he hated telling lies to them.

But he wasn't sure how to best speak to them about how he'd been feeling for a long time now, so had instead planned this out in secret. Walking down the hallway, the brunette hoped the wig he'd picked out was positioned correctly. Adjusting the bow on the front of his dress slightly, he glanced down at his bare feet.

He had been saving up his allowance to buy himself the dress, wig and some shoes. The later he either couldn't afford or find ones which fitted him properly, much to his disappointment. He'd been trying so hard to look pretty and feel like the girl he knew he was supposed to be. But he just couldn't finish the outfit.

Standing in the doorway, he spoke in his soft voice. It hadn't yet broken, so seemed to suit how he looked now quite well. "Mama? Dad? How do I look?"

He stood with his hands clasped in front, exposing a hint of the blue nail polish he'd applied to his hands. He just hoped they'd not be mad or upset with him.

MxM Romance Ideas

Salutations! I have quite a few MxM ideas. I'll post them here, hopefully someone will like at least one of them.

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1) Okay, so I'm looking for someone capable of playing what could be considered as the traditional jock sterotype. Someone strong and sporty, popular and well liked to contrast with my shy and nervous geeky male.

Though it's cliché, I do love the idea of the jock protecting the nerd, and both of them overlooking the fact they're from such different social circles to be the best of friends.

I'll provide his biography/personality below. The starter is below that.. I'd prefer your character to be 19 or 20, but I will NOT accept any younger than 18.

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Name: Theodore "Theo" Arthur Carter-Green
Age: 18
Nationality: English-American
S/O: Gay

Born to Firefighter Arthur Jason Carter and bank manger Elizabeth Jane Green, Theodore spent his formative years growing up in the market town of Blandford Forum, Dorset, located in England's beautiful West Country. Attending a local primary school, Archbishop Wake, he was a popular child, with all the friends he could wish for, and more besides. Following on from this, he attended The Blandford School.

However, at the age of 13, he was left without a father when Arthur was killed whilst on duty, protecting a fellow firefighter from danger. After this, James became quiet and withdrawn, not wanting to accept the death of his father, and always expecting him to walk back through the door, with stories of the rescues he'd performed, and the fires he'd fought with the help of his friends.

About a year after his father's death, Elizabeth decided it would be best if she and Theodore moved to the USA, to live with her grandparents and for him to be educated in the states, figuring a fresh start might have helped him start to overcome and accept the death of his father. This wasn't the case until he met (Y/C), and the two seemed to hit it off almost straight away, becoming the best of friends in very little time at all.

With both a love of photography and reading, Theo has opted to take a more creative course in college, wishing to focus on Photography, with a minor in Higher Maths, more to please his mother then because he feels it's an important qualification. (Although he knows how useful it would be, he'd have much rather looked at a minor in English Language.)

He's still shy and withdrawn however, only really tending to smile and be happy with his best friend.

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Closing his eyes briefly, Theodore took a deep breath as he sat alone, listening to the heavy rainfall drumming upon the windows of the empty classroom he'd opted to eat lunch in. Frankly, the brunette couldn't face the idea of going into the cafeteria alone at that moment in time.

It wasn't as much the fact he'd be sat alone, as it would be the fact he felt that people would be constantly talking about and looking at him. And putting up with that wasn't a prospect he particularly relished having to face. He'd rather be alone completely, with nothing but his thoughts for any form of company.

He knew he'd brought it upon himself. Coming out as gay in front of your entire English class (A good 30 odd students) tended to cause that. Though he was regretting it, at the same time, was relieved to get such a weight of his chest. At the same time, he'd have likely not been alone if his best friend wasn't away, and hadn't been at school for a few days.

After a little while, his thoughts were broken by the classroom door opening, Theo's exhausted green orbs glancing across to see who was entering the room.

2) Stepping slowly through the halls of the apartment complex, Jack glanced around at the numbers hung upon the doors, before finding the one he was looking for. A small smile formed upon his soft lips as he stepped forth, raising a hand to knock upon the wood, stepping back a touch, rocking slightly upon his heels.

For the last month or so, the young man had been separated from his boyfriend due to reasons beyond the control of either of them, and with very limited contact at all, had felt lonely and utterly miserable. But now, he was able to be reunited with his love, and was more excited then words could even begin to describe.

He hadn't actually told his boyfriend that he'd be turning up that day, wanting to keep it a surprise for him. After all, he rarely had the confidence to do anything like that for the man he loved. Quiet, shy and timid in nature, the blonde tended to keep himself to himself, and follow a routine in order to stop his anxiety getting too much. When he was upset, he needed his love's voice and presence to calm.

But today.. today was different. All he wanted was to see his love, spend time with him, and maybe go out for a nice meal together later that night. Oh, and get plenty of kisses and cuddles too.

As the door opened, Jack stepped forth, looking up. "D-Do I ge-get a kiss?" He stammered at a way of greeting, steeping forth and into his love's arms. Being much shorter, he hid his face in his boyfriend's shoulder.

(I'm simply looking for someone capable of playing Jack's boyfriend for this RP. I'd prefer it if they were different in personality to him, to give the idea of opposites attract, but I'll also accept someone close in personality to him.

I figured that the relationship they share has to be hidden from either Jack's parents, or those of Y/C, as they aren't really.. accepting of same sex couples at all. Hence why Jack had to wait before coming to see his boyfriend in his new apartment.

In this, Jack will be eighteen years of age. I think it'd be interesting to have (Y/C) a year or two older, with the two perhaps having met at (Y/C)'s workplace, or even at school.)

3)

The beach had always been Robert's place to go and relax, even during the summer holidays, when it could become almost impossible to get any form of rest and relaxation at all.

But today, it was quiet. The sun beat down, the sand warm beneath his bare feet as he made his way across the beachfront, glancing out at the sea. It shone under the sun, lapping gently against the sand. Towel tucked under arm and sandals in hand, the brunette let out a sigh of content. He was pleased it was so quiet, despite the good weather. Having opted to come here to get a while away from his parents, he was quite surprised to spot a classmate sat on the sand too, making his way over to them.

"Hey. Mind if I join you?" Dressed in a white, sleeveless t-shirt, and knee-length shorts, his hair was spiked slightly up, rather then laying flat, and he wore sunglasses, pushing them up his freckled nose slightly, a shy but warm smile playing upon his lips.

He looked so different from school. There, he'd often wear a large hoodie, baggy jeans and a pair of thick-framed spectacles, giving him more of a slightly.. insecure, geeky style then the more confident, cheerful personality he seemed to be showing now. It was as though the surroundings changed him, much more confident in a place he felt safe and happy, as opposed to school, where he was often nervous and insecure about himself.

Glancing back up the beach, he lifted a hand to shield his eyes, looking back towards the cliffs, where the hotel his parents owned and ran sat at the bottom, always popular during the summer vacation. He loved his parents, and knew they only wanted the best for him, but he really didn't like having to be there all the time. He just wanted a day or two off a week, to go and spend some time doing as he wished.

Though the view he awoke to every morning was well-worth the stress and exhaustion.

(It's up to you how you play the character. Although I do want a male character, everything else is down to you. They can be a punk or a shy type like Robby, a geek or quite popular. Whatever you like. I just thought a simple romance plot would be quite fun.