#🖤 • rp starter

[ldyinthewxll]

“come on.” oliver said while cocking his gun that was pressed against there temple. “bounce like a good little bunny.” he growled while leaning back on the couch as they bounced on his cock, despite how disinterested he seemed, oliver was incredibly turned on right now, he was enjoying watching them bounce on his cock while he held his gun to their head, the gun was unloaded, but of course they didn’t know that.

open too: m/f 21+ who?: oliver sinclair, hitman/bouncer at the moonlight lounge, bisexual, dominant. connection: (step) relative, person he’s supposed to kill, girlfriend, anything except mom plot: x

#m; oliver sinclair #—{ldyinthewxll}-starters;🖤 #indie oc rp #indie smut roleplay #indie roleplay #indie crime rp #indie horror rp #indie smut rp #indie rp #indie kink rp

[midncghts]

like this for a lil starter <3

#specify muse pls 🖤 #starter call #indie bi rp

[forgetfulshadow]

Open to > Mutuals

❝Now tell me something about yourself. And no tadpoles, dragons, marauding goblins, or anything like that. Something about you.❞ Regarding the other with a sly smile over the LIP of her wine goblet, Shadowheart allowed herself a moment to TRULY relax after a long day of adventuring. They DESERVED this little break to bond for just a moment.

#🖤 verse. undetermined. #indie bg3 rp #bg3rp #bg3 rp #baulders gate 3 rp #open to mutuals #🖤 open starter. #idk i cant seem to focus on im's so here have a light hearted lil thing

[instant-angel-chaos]

[ open starter — Ruth DeWitt ]

Open to: all! Mutual and non-mutual, all genders (please be 18+ to interact!)

Connection: any you see fit! Fwb, dating, one night stand etc

Plot: based loosely around this and this vibe — general obsession on her part, being overwhelmed with emotions and not knowing how to deal with it. Maybe your muse has been busy or ignoring her on purpose, your call!

Why on Earth were they not answering? It had been way too long without hearing from them — and just today alone Ruth had been blowing up their phone with calls and messages for hours on end. She needed to see them. Now, not later. Or the consequences may be unpleasant for all parties involved.

Ruth had been lucky enough to find the right people to guide her when she needed it; she learned from early on that sex is what kept her in order most of the time. If she wanted to maintain feeling well it was that or feeding off of souls — she'd rather not do the latter. However, this was exactly why she couldn't go without her share of physical attention for too long. She needed it in order to not spiral completely. It was necessary.

Yet, here the demon sat. On the side of her bed, one leg anxiously bouncing and a phone in her hand. The nails of her other were digging into her palm painfully; elongated and inhumanly tough. Her eyes pooled with red.

[ text ]: answer me

[ text ]: please i need you to take this seriously

[ text ]: i need you

[ text ]: come over

Letting out a frustrated grunt, Ruth tossed her phone to the ground. Her chest heaved, crossing her arms around her figure and folding down the middle as if she had a bad stomach ache. It was much worse than that. She rocked back and forth hopelessly in an effort to ease the rising urges; the demon needed to be satisfied somehow. And she didn't know how long she had before it would overtake her.

#ive had inescapable muse for ruth lately and i just wanna write her 🫠🫠 #i wanna continue with her human verse #because im just so !!!!!! about that aesthetic #pls give me all of that if you may #im on my knees begging #but this is for my demon ruth needs!! #its gonna be a pre-established relationship setting #so feel free to message me if you wanna talk about it or plot before replying!! #[ open starters ] #[ ruth 🖤 ] #open indie rp #open starter #open rp #smut rp #open smut starter #supernatural rp

[toxiclittlethoughts]

open to every/anyone | no plot just appreciating her new gifs

“Oh, how I’ve missed you...” The low and sweetly mumbled words rolled off her lip, her tongue pressing in against her cheek as she landed on her hands and knees, crawling up the bed and over their limbs, making their way in close enough to let herself steal a short-lived, but very needed, kiss. “Are you going to keep me quiet this time? Or let everyone hear just how good you are to me like this?” The blonde teased before dipping in to let her mouth latch to their neck, gently nipping at and sucking on their skin before her tongue smoothed over the exact same place. “It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to have you like this, might be a little bit harder this time..” She added on soon after, gently speaking into her affection as she slowly made her way back to their lips.

#indie smut rp #indie kink rp #open smut starter #indie smut 1x1 #discord smut 1x1 #open: calista #can be moved to discord just lmk! 🖤

[hitorriii]

NEW TAG DUMP 002

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[bxwtothefirstorder]

The first thing he recognised was the agonizing pain in his chest.

He couldn't believe how could they forget to put him in bacta, whatever happened to him. As he was dancing on the edge of unconsciousness, he couldn't recall at first what happened exactly. All he knew was that he was in pain and he wasn't put on painkillers.

He was lying on a horizontal surface, though. As his hand twitched, he could feel plastic tubes; attached with needles to his body, he guessed. He made a noise of pain, but not loud, because every breath hurt.

His eyes slowly slid open, and he tried to focus what did he see. Apart from plain durasteel ceiling, there wasn't much. His fingers flexed and relaxed, gripping the sheets under him. Where was that painkiller? Why was he being tortured? He wished he remained unconscious.

#open rp #open starter #roleplay #roleplay starter #|| After he got shot? Anyone? 👀🖤 #injury tw

[midnightscxre]

OPEN TO: M [ mutual / non-mutual ]

PLOT: Our muses dated for two years, but turbulence rocked the ship of stability [ for whatever reason you desire ] and they broke up. A month later, Aresa and your muse’s best friend [ or brother ] started dating. Now your muse decided to confront Aresa.

" What are you doing here? " upset tone whispered through plump, cherry blossom colored lips. Young woman quickly pulled the door knob, stepping outside into the cold night, so her new ' boyfriend ' does not wake up from his slumber. " It's 2 a.m. for Christ sake! Whatever it is you could have just texted. " hazel optics dancing around the man's facial features, unable to keep a steady eye contact.

#Indie rp #Indie smut rp #Open starter #Give me Dacre Montgomery or Drew Starkey fc for this and I'll cherish you for eternity 🖤 #Open

[itsalltoobeautiful]

Okay even though it’s sorta late…. oh well.

Like for a starter! ♥️

#// if you also want to hop into my dms and chat #// plotting or otherwise #// I am always here for that too!! #ily all 🖤 #rp starter #oc roleplay #classic rock rp #1970s roleplay #1980s roleplay

[bunnyboykuro]

starter for @facingduality​

A bar isn’t really his scene. The way the patrons’ volume fluctuates throughout the evening does a number on his already sensitive hearing. Even when their voices die down he still manages to pick up chunks of their conversations without meaning to, more often than not learning things he really wished he didn’t. The constant scrape of chair legs make his jaw clench, as do the pop covers crackling through the speakers overhead. Still, he had been foolish enough to stay, under the impression the company he was expecting would actually show up.

 An hour has passed. Still no sign of them. 

Folding his arms on the counter, he watches the condensation drip down the neck of his beer bottle. He didn’t plan on actually drinking tonight, and beer isn’t normally his first pick when he goes out. However, money is a little tight since he hasn’t been feeling desirable enough to be on camera as of late. 

Ears flat and a fair bit disheartened, he is about to pay his tab and head home when he catches sight of a familiar face. He’s never seen him in person, but he would recognize this particular artist anywhere. Metal has always been a guilty indulgence of his.

Getting up and managing not to trip on his own feet, he approaches the man, excitement buzzing in his chest. “Hey! Hi, wow. Vince? From Sick Edge? I love your music. I can’t believe you’re actually here! Can I um-” He tries to keep still even though he feels like he might start bouncing at any moment.  It’s okay. He can be normal about this. “Can I buy you a drink?” He’s relieved now that he cheaped out on his own drink, because he’s certain he’ll never get this opportunity again. He hopes he’s able to to turn the night around. 

#rp #starter #:: [ 🖤 ] :: life goes on - ic #facingduality

[thebestorworstofit]

open to: anyone | plot: tessa gets a little too close with someone she shouldn’t (can be someone she slept with before or not. ex, friend/partner of her kid/family member, neighbor, whatever floats ur boat per usual)

“we shouldn’t do this..” tessa spoke like it was some sort of easy out to feeling any sort of guilt, she was uncomfortably close with someone she shouldn’t be so much as considering crossing the line with, their bodies mere inches apart as she let her eyes meet theirs. there had been flirtatious comments when no one was around, but tessa had chalked it up to something harmless -- it had to have been, and she had convinced herself of it up until now. for a woman who made a career out of having to read people from their body language down to their tone of voice, tessa shouldn’t be as shocked as she was to find herself with her back digging into the kitchen counter while the other dangles the temptation of what could happen in front of her. “...someone could walk in any minute.” 

#indie smut rp #indie smut 1x1 #indie kink rp #open smut starter #indie smut #open: tessa #starter tag #can be moved to discord if we write there 🖤

[ldyinthewxll]

“oh… oh yes.” mavis moaned one of her hands massaging her own throat, her other hand sloppily rubbing her cunt over her panties, perfectly manicured hands rubbing circles over clit. her hand squeezed her throat, moaning his name while she laid on his bed, touching herself with his name on her lips.

open too: m 21+ connection?: brother, uncle, step-dad, brother-in-law, anything except bio-dad(specify in tags) who?: mavis abbot, early twenties, stripper, straight plot: mavis is staying with y/m for whatever reason, and while y/m is gone mavis touches herself on his bed while hes gone, but ofc he catches her.

#m; mavis abbot #—{ldyinthewxll} starters;🖤 #indie rp #indie oc rp #indie smut roleplay #indie roleplay #indie smut rp #indie kink rp #indie crime roleplay #indie crime rp

[conspiraciesflock]

The first thing she becomes aware of as her eyes fly open is her breathing— low and ragged, strained little things wrenched from somewhere within. Darting upwards into a sitting position, both slender hands raise to clench in sleep-mussed hair. The dull sting of pain welcome.

Anything to distract from the nightmare. Bloody and apocalyptic, as most of her terrors are.

The momentary lapse of control, that wave of negative emotion proves to be detrimental. Tightly kept mental barriers are now accidentally lowered. Fingers tighten, turning pale with the exertion— pain and swirling emotions all she can feel, the secondary not entirely of her own now.

Loss radiates as the empath feels it from all the Tower’s occupants— the vast chasmic void of it burrowing deep within her chest, chilling and torrential. A bright sense of joy wars with it, the back-and-forth causing an emotional whiplash that brings forth brimming tears of frustration within indigo hues.

Soft sobbing sounds echo throughout the darkened expanse of her room— the hand she lowers to her mouth doing little to muffle the noise despite her best intentions.

Looks like it will be another near-sleepless night.

#// in flight 🖤 #[ open starter ] #let’s kick off with some angst for Raven that will hopefully turn into hurt/comfort #indie dc rp #tw: self harm #guess we’ll go with that bc she sure isn’t yanking her hair from the roots for the fun of it

[avatar-of-nature]

[🖤] Xen was... chirping for some reason? It seems like it really want something, but somehow can't get it.

They seemingly had its eyes locked on a tree, does it want to catch a bird or something?!

#🖤[ic]🖤 #🖤[Open starters]🖤 #black resin game #black resin protagonist #roleplay blog #Open rp #Roleplay starter #open starter #◇Have Xen being a lil cat‚ as a treat◇

[instant-angel-chaos]

[ open starter – Ruth DeWitt ]

Open to: all!

Connection: semi pre-established seeing each other in secret/dating in secret; can be very new, so still getting to know each other etc

Plot: based on this!

Ruth snuck into the quiet church, easing herself in from the smallest crack possible and closing it as silently as she could behind her. It distanced the sounds of the annual spring fair happening outside.

Tiptoeing, as if she could still be caught by someone at any given second, her breath quivered from the rush of adrenaline and the pounding of her heart. She was just supposed to use the bathroom; that's what she'd told her mother after they had set up the booth of pastries for the fair.

But Ruth was here to see them.

Her parents didn't know of her inappropriate relations yet, she had managed to keep them a secret. For now. They didn't know of the sleepless nights, experimenting with corruption, the wandering hands and restless kisses. Ruth had a couple of minutes at best before she would have to rush back to the fair; she aimed to make the most of the little time she had. The next chance she'd get to see them was tomorrow for another couple stolen moments only — unless they managed to handle seeing in secret after her curfew again.

Ruth wandered further into the empty church, eyes alert and searching for her next dose of sweet corruption who should've been here to meet her.

#[ human!ruth ] #[ ruth 🖤 ] #[ open starters ] #open indie starter #open rp #indie smut starter

[toxiclittlethoughts]

open: anyone & everyone | plot: claire is a silly girl who got too caught up in her feelings. can respond as either person being referenced (or both if you’ve got a plan - run it up)

It was just after midnight when Claire’s feet felt frozen in place as she stood in front of the hotel door, her knuckles inching away as her knock quietly echoed into the room. The pair of voices on the other side had her feeling instantly unsettled, trying to rationalize any reason there’d be more than one - who could they have been with at this time of night that would be justifiable? Suddenly the surprise visit she’d planned after their last conversation felt like the worst idea she’d ever had. 

But they said they missed her? That they couldn’t wait to see her again? She had been under the impression she was the only one hearing those words, but she was quickly realizing any conversations about them being official, let alone exclusive, had never actually came with a straight answer on the other’s part. Their responses now seeming more vague than ever and all she wanted to do was run. Hide. Tuck herself into any corner of that hallway to prevent anyone on the other side of that door ever knowing she was there. She was begging her stupid feet to move, turn, do anything other than just stand there. The blonde barely turning away when she saw the door open, the person on the other side as confused as she was as they looked the blonde over. A wave of relief flooding over her almost instantly. She’d gotten the wrong room, of course. That made perfect sense - she’d just gotten off a 6 hour flight, it would make sense for her to get the numbers wrong.

Until the person she’d came to see walked up from behind, questioning who was at the door before their eyes landed on Claire, the shock on her own features mirror in the others as she let her arm lift to give an awkwardly set half wave in their direction, thankful for the moment her sense of fight or flight finally kicked in, along with the bold nature she was far more known for, “So.. aren’t you two just the cutest? Should we call it safe to assume I won’t be needing your number anymore, nor you needing mine? Since clearly you have no problem occupying your time.”

#indie smut rp #indie smut 1x1 #discord smut 1x1 #open smut starter #indie smut #open: claire (alt) #can also switch to her main fc of d.cameron #ALSO IDFK WHY THIS IS SO LONG pls dont give a thought to matching length if u reply #also i have not slept and don't have time to so forgive ze typos i KNOW are in there #can be moved to discord just lmk! 🖤 #also will reply to the other msgs about moving opens this weekend #and also reply to them i promise