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Shh, some stuff I found and need to seriously edit. See more F - LIST f x m F - LIST f x f THESE PLOTS ARE OPEN FOR FEMALEFEMALE PAIRINGS. Welcome to the Dark Romancesection! This is the section to tap into that dark obviously provocative, gut twisting, mentally unstable stories. I'm not asking for buckets of blood to go flying in every post we hoping that you're interested write. I'm thinking something along, murder mysteries, stalkers, serial killers, drug abuse, drama and bad couples who aren't supposed to be together for the sake of their mental state but just love each other so darn much they can't help it. I'm mainly just looking for really engaging, stories that require a little more effort to write to where I have to sit down and really think about what I'm writing. Catch my drift? Now, if I haven't scared you away from this section just scroll a little bit further down and you'll see the plots I've came up with. They aren't set and stable ideas, more spur of the moment sort of things so nothing is at all final. If you had an idea regarding any of the themes I just happen to mention, do let me know and send me a PM. I'm always willing to listen to ideas. 1. Florida Kilos 2. RX Queen 3. Bad Woman THEME MAFIA ORGANIZED CRIMES DARK ROMANCE HEAVY DRUG USE Mafia x Mafia inspiration Poison - Gin Wigmore Ghosts of our memories hover over me From when I buried your vulnerability. I tred with an illness you cant see. I poisoned you and Im so sorry. Ambrosio Boliva Vasquez , 67, was fatally shot out side of his Cartagena home on Tuesday night. Witnesses reported three motorcycles came around the corner and Vasquez took a fatal shot to his head. Dad always said he was going to die the way he killed. Motorcycle murder or killed on spot by some lucky bastard how hated him. And everyone hated him. Lucky him! He got both. You'd think that when the boss dies, his brother or someone else takes over the business. That wasn't the case with my father. I was an only child and he inherited everything over to me. I guess all the times he sat me down to talk about the business was worth it. Why? Well because I was the youngest drug-lord to cause mayhem to the xxx Police. Narcotics trafficking between Colombia and Florida was a hard thing to do when you were a woman of the biggest, baddest and busiest gang in the state. You had to earn the respect. That or point a pistol and force it out of them. That was usually the easiest method. Pressure, policies, point blank. THEME VIOLENCE GANG CORRUPTION OBSESSIONPOSSESSION. Exotic Dancer x Gang Leader inspiration Body Electric - Lana Del Rey I told you I love you and that will never stop, but I never said I love you more than me. You know... most women would regret meeting a guy like him. And after enough contemplating I agreed with that thought. But once you go bad you're not supposed to turn back. You'll regret it more than meeting him. The rush he gave me was incredible, like nothing I'd ever gotten before. And after I told myself that I wouldn't get involved with guys like him anymore..? I couldn't. They were just so mouth watering and perfect, destructive, violent way. The bad men , the ones that didn't give a shit, the ones who hated being interrupted, the ones who just didn't give two rotten shits. Wreck shit and have a blast doing it. He was gorgeous, and if you touched him in the right way? His tail was between his legs like a scared puppy, harmless. Before I knew it I was his ' property .' I think that was when he lost his mind. Don't touch another man's property but what was he expecting? Dancers were paid to dance and I wasn't planning on quitting my job any time soon. Not for him. THEME KLEPTOMANIA HEAVY DRUG USE DARK ROMANCE Bonnie x Clyde Themed inspiration Shades of Cool - Lana Del Rey It is well, when in difficulties, to say never a word, neither black nor white. Speech is silver but silence is golden. And here I thought I was good at what I did. But I mean don't get me wrong. I'm pretty amazing at my job too. He was just that big bright light that you couldn't turn away from because you wanted to see so bad. Y'know, the good ol' professional kleptomaniac. Don't judge- it's a terrible thing to get hooked on. So finding out I wasn't the only person in this god forsaken city that was doing it was almost a relief. Well, he knew his shit better than I did. Not saying I was a complete novice or anything... He just... was more clever about it while still getting that kick. The ins and out, the ropes. Hell, he even made it look sexy. I think that's what got me. 'Cause what woman doesn't love a sexy man? I mean unless you swing that way... Which in no way is that bad. I liked him, too much though... Way too much. Just in one night of seducing him he got my wallet I got his and I thought I actually loved him but I wouldn't dare let him have the pleasure of hear that. Great minds thought alike, or at least... We did. THEME . . . pairing x pairing inspiration song - artist Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love. PENDING INFORMATION THEME THRILLER DRAMA FILM NOIR STOCKHOLM SYNDROME Investigator x Murderer inspiration Off to The Races - Lana Del Rey Loneliness as a situation can be corrected but as a state of mind it is an incurable illness. Even with a fake alibi they didn't believe me. They should have given my the role in the first place otherwise something like this wouldn't have happened. Laura should have been my understudy. Laura shouldn't have gotten the part. But see I messed up too. I let my emotions get the best of me and for that I killed Laura. But no one has to know. Know one will ever have to know. Laura just doesn't have to show up to rehearsal and everything will be back to normal. THEME DRUG USE REHABILITATION CENTERS BAD COUPLE patient x patient inspiration RX Queen - Deftones Needle. Shoot up. Get High. Escape. Repeat. Needle. Shoot up. Get High. Escape. Repeat. Needle. Shoot up. Get High. Escape. Repeat. While I watch you waste away- Depression's on the stalk again... again. again . Why? Because the only friend I had is gone. gone. gone. Rehab withdraw, restart. That was the process over a countless amount of times. One night I was on this crazy high... figured it was the day my mom had came over to check on me. Bring me one of those cheesy pamphlets about drug resistance and how the first step to recovery was accepting denial bullshit. Only when she walked in I was half dead. dead. dead on the floor, shivering like I was in Alaska. I sort of was. But we knew what that meant. Though only this time, she took my as far as the other side of the U.S.A Rosemarie Women's Rehab. Whatever. It wasn't like they'd be able to change me. The urge was strong, withdrawal was disgusting. I hated every minute of it. it. it. It smelled like medication, the mindless druggies just like me walking in messy lines to the the counselors trying to understand our problems. It's suffocating But I mean once I got to meet him.. it wasn't all too bad. Shooting up Xanax in the bathroom was the wildest shit we ever did. did. did . He's amazing...