#supernatural open starter

[bcrntortured]

"I don't need you to understand, I just need you to help me."

#m; sam winchester #supernatural open starter #open to anyone!

[monstersxxorxxmen]

OPEN TO M/F/NB  WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.

Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.

Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

#indie supernatural rp #gay indie rp #indie bi rp #indie gay rp #indie rp #indie smut rp #independent rp #open #open starter: elliot #m: elliot

[blademoxley20]

Open starter (Jay Winchester)

"Look I'm, sorry about attacking you earlier" said Jay as he tapes up his hand "My dad, Dean Winchester taught me to shot/attack first ask questions later" he said softly before looking at the person he was speaking to down in the bunker "Name's Jay, Jay Winchester" he said softly as he puts his knife in his pocket.

#open starter #open rp #supernatural starter

[rpsocsandcanonohmy]

Open || Alone Again

Lori Graves often found herself alone. It was natural, given that her dad was always off somewhere. He'd be hunting a monster in another city or chasing down a lead on the bastard that killed her mother. It wasn't rare for her to go days at a time without hearing from him.

He was always fine. He always came back eventually.

But sometimes, she worried. Sometimes, it had been over a week since she'd even gotten a text from him and the money he left her was running out and she couldn't reach him. Sometimes, she had nightmares of getting a call from a hunting buddy or a coroner's office that he was never coming back. So, sometimes, she started calling people. And sometimes, she got answers. But most of the time, she didn't.

"Are you sure you haven't heard anything from him?" she asked the person on the other end of the line. "Do you know anyone else I could call?"

#open starter #supernatural rp #supernatural roleplay #oc roleplay

[izakvoros]

location: izak's office space in the shard with: open @vievecorcitystarters

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"The Golden Rule still needs to be upheld and is even more important now than ever," Izak read scathingly. He snicked his laptop shut and peered at his visitor through dark lashes. A malicious smile graced his pointed face. "It's almost as if whoever writes these silly updates expects someone to do something, but no one could be that stupid, yes?" He muttered something to himself in Old Norse and laughed, as if his visitor could understand the mocking words. Digging into one of the side drawers of his ornate desk, he pulled out a cigar box and placed it between them. He began work on clipping the end and lighting it, relishing in the pungent bitterness of the smoke. "It's a Cuban. Have one, if it pleases you." A pause to take a deep pull. "Anyways, how was the rest of your holiday?"

#open starter: anyone #vievecorcitystarter #[[ supernatural only ]] #[[ just assume izak was prowling around during the events lol ]]

[smoothlikeadolphinsbelly]

“Whatcha looking at? I got pie on my face or somethin’?”

#open #starter #dean winchester #supernatural #supernatural roleplay #Dean winchester roleplay #open to all

[seolinah]

MUSE: yvette castillo | 30 | bartender (or hunter if a supernatural verse) OPEN: anyone (25+, bonus points for a supernatural being she shouldn't be with!) PLOT: we're exes and you're making it really hard to move on from you (as to why is totally up to you! could be angsty, could be toxic, whatever floats your boat)

A huff of air left her lips at the sight of them there at the end of Yvette's shift at the bar. She'd had a rough night to begin with and she couldn't imagine this would make it any better. Shoulders squaring and eyes narrowing, she slowly dragged herself towards them (though she did consider walking past and ignoring them). "What's wrong with you?" she uttered out warily. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

#indie rp #indie starter #indie bi rp #indie supernatural rp #indie open #STARTER ;; open #STARTER ;; yvette castillo #THREAD ;; yvette castilo

[soulsuckrrs]

open to: m/f/anyone plot: Raydan is a hellhound with a curse on him, any magic user that summons him can enslave him & make him do whatever they like per the laws of his curse (a punishment placed on him by a vengeful witch). He spent a good portion of his prolonged life finding the spells scattered throughout time & history used to summon him but he missed one, one your muse found & has used to summon him, whether they know what they're doing/summoning is up to you! hmu if you'd like more details or wanna plot !! connection: witch, warlock or magic user that summoned him.

Raydan had almost forgotten what it felt like, that pull of magic slowly lacing through him like cold unseen tendrils of power creeping in to consume him. He'd been about halfway through a bottle of some liquor, stumbling back to the bathroom in the hallway of some hole in the wall bar. A distantly familiar hum started to buzz in his sensitive ears, his body slumping as it intensified and the tall brunette braced himself against the wall before the magic took hold of him completely. The violent heat of hellfire engulfed the drunk hound and he vanished from the plane he was existing on, thrown into shadows and flames, clothes burned from his body as the magic of the cursed summoning spells gripped him with bruising talons. It had been far too long since the last time this cursed dark magic had touched his soul and skin because Raydan had forgotten how much it hurt.

His mouth opened in a silent scream of pain as the magic grew tighter and more vicious, getting closer to where his summoner was, pulling him to them. Anger boiled in his veins along with his blood as hellfire erupted around him and spat his naked, sweaty body to the rough cold ground where burning sigils of a spell were burned into the ground. The man stayed on his hands and knees for a while, body trembling, burning, engulfed in flames for a moment longer before they settled and a deep growl rumbled up his throat in an inhuman sound. Dark eyes burned with the reflections of flames as Raydan raised his head to glance around, searching for the face he knew he'd come to hate just like all the rest of the magic users that had enslaved him.

When he met there gaze he didn't speak, simply growled, shifting slightly on the ground though his body ached with the pain of the aftermath, the magic that slipped away, died out focused in on him and circled around his wrists to form small gold bracelets, shackles that matched the singular one he knew would form around his new master. His lip twitched in a snarl before he dared to try and push himself to his feet, naked form rising to his feet with power instead of shame. He hated magic.

#indie rp #indie witch rp #indie magic rp #indie supernatural rp #indie spn rp #indie vampire rp #indie hellhound rp #indie roleplay #indie bi rp #indie smut rp #indie open starter #open starter #| int. Raydan | #(yes hello I need this in my life tbh asoidjaoijdoasidj) #(ignore the woman in the gif... or don't... maybe the spell needed blood lol)

[cursedvessels]

open to all!! ↳ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ; ꜱʜɪᴍɪ ☼ relationship: could be a friend who took him to the party, could be a complete stranger, literally anyone, any gender...also totally down for this being a historical thread because let's face it who doesn't love writing a drunk babe at a lavish ball plot: basically he wandered off from the main ballroom HOURS ago and your muse has just found him totally sloshed in one of the less-crowded rooms

"I've been having a marvelous time! This might be the best party I've ever been! Least in this century, no doubt..."

Shimi's voice came out practically in song, beaming at the other who had just entered the room and settled upon the lounge chair. He had splayed himself cross the chair, letting his upper body fall into their lap as he stared up at them, a wild grin on his wobbly features. One hand held a glass of champagne, his tie hanging loosely around his neck, his other arm craddling his suit coat. It was well into the evening by now, perhaps so much so as to be considered approaching morning. Yet, the festivities continued with the select stragglers who had drunk so much wine they were likely to stay until morn anyhow.

"Stay with me, won't you? Ohh! Or perhaps fetch us another bottle of sherry? So long as you promise to come back!"

#↳ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ; ꜱʜɪᴍɪ ☼ #open #open starter #open to all #shimi open #fantasy starter #historical starter #historical rp #fantasy rp #supernatural rp #drunk tw #alcohol tw #indie rp blog #indie oc rp blog #indie oc rp starter #open indie rp starter #indie rp starter #open to anyone #canon friendly #oc friendly #original character indie rp

[rowan-post]

m i d w i n t e r t a l e s // f a n t a s y r p m e m e

A holiday themed meme for all your fantasy muses. Add REVERSE for role reversal.

[ KINGS OF HOLLY & OAK ] Sender takes reciever to a midwinter celebration in honour of the Holly King. Once there, reciever and sender get roped into enacting the rebirth of summer by playing the part of each king - Holly and Oak - in a ceremony meant to revitalise the Oak King from his long slumber.

[ CURSE OF THE WINTER WITCH ] Sender is struck in the heart by the witch's ice and reciever tries to thaw them by any means neccesary.

[ THE WILD YULE HUNT ] Reciever attends the Wild Hunt as one of the hunters and sender is (either willingly or not) this year's prey.

[ ETERNAL WINTER'S SONG ] The sender has cast a spell to cloak the land in eternal winter; reciever comes to plead or fight with them in order to undo the spell.

[ BONFIRE WARD ] Sender and reciever have been traversing a deep, dark wood as the clock strikes midnight at midwinter. The veil is at its thinnest, and the undead walk. Now reciever and sender must huddle up and keep watch over their fire through-out the night - for if it's snuffed, untold horrors await.

[ WINTER'S SLUMBER ] Sender is caught in a blizzard and gets sirened and ensorcelled further into the storm by reciever. Sender has just laid down in the snow to let cold take them, when reciever takes pity on them and carries them to safety.

#rp prompt #rp meme #rp community #rp resources #rpc #open starter #supernatural starter #fantasy starter #rp starter #faerypost // memes #winter rp meme #christmas rp meme

[burdenedwithfaith]

Open Starter - Sleeping In

The church was quiet, as it usually was on a weekday afternoon. John preferred it that way. Yes, he enjoyed visits from the congregation, be it for confessions or advice or general conversation, but he also enjoyed the opportunity to catch up with paperwork, or organisation. The more tedious parts of the job that people often forgot about. After all, the more work he completed during his official duty hours, the less he had to worry about taking home.

Having taken care of the day's mail, responding to the more pressing issues first, John found himself with a spare moment to enjoy some reading. Unfortunately, fatigue would get the best of him.

John would be found in his office, the door wide open, his tall form slumped across the couch beside his desk. Asleep. Legs hung over one arm of the couch, as his head nestled in the cushions at the other end, supported by an arm tucked behind his neck. His other arm had slipped off the couch, hanging limp beside him, his hand still very lightly clutching the book he had been reading. A book on the occult.

#tumblr rp #indie rp #open rp #open starter #indie starter #indie roleplay #open to anyone #open starters #open to all #indie rp starter #supernatural rp #demon rp #angel rp #religious horror rp #horror rp

[bcrntortured]

open to anyone | m; sam winchester

"so get this-" The lanky of the two Winchesters is bumbling into the room adjacent to the one filled with books. A paper rattles in his hand before it lands on the table in front of the other, the illuminated map shining up through it. "-the last 'so-called 'bear' that mauled a group of hikers happened on a full moon..."

#m; sam winchester #who wants to hunt a werewolf? #open starter #supernatural open starter

[monstersxxorxxmen]

Open to M/F/NB

"Fuck no wait I didn't mean to-" Ellis could count on one hand how many people he actually liked. The person in front of him was one of them and while he was always an asshole he had just snapped a little too harshly and they actually looked upset. "I'm just- My suppliers out of town and I'm fucking hungry," the vampire explained. Too hungry to go out and bite some random and get carried away and the worst happening. "Gonna have to go to the fucking butchers and it's never as good as actual human- Point is I'm fucking hangry alright? Sorry for being a shithead or whatever."

#indie supernatural rp #gay indie rp #indie bi rp #indie gay rp #indie rp #indie smut rp #independent rp #open #open starter: ellis #m: ellis

[blademoxley20]

Open Starter (Jay Winchester)

"Come on dad we gotta... Dad, w-whats wrong?" Jay asked as he looked at his father confused at first as Jay listened to his father's words "H-Here let me h... " but stopped as his dad told him not to move him and whatever was wrong was holding him together "D-Dad.. What are you talking about?" He asked scared as tears formed in his eyes "D-Dad I-I can get Uncle Sammy I-I can call for help please... Please don't do this" he begged with tears in his eyes.

#open starter #open rp #supernatural starter #spn rp

[rpsocsandcanonohmy]

Runaway Fangs || Open

When Sam left for Stanford, he never thought he'd have to deal with monsters again. He thought he could move on with his life and forget about hunting forever. After a while, he even stopped taking precautions against monsters. He stopped salting the entryways in his dorm and he didn't carry silver around with him. Most people never had to deal with monsters in their entire lives anyway he reasoned. What were the odds it would happen to him?

It only needed to happen once. Just one late-night run in after a party Jessica dragged him too.

He didn't need to see the bite to know there was something deeply, deeply wrong.

He packed a bag (most of what he had) and ran off into the night. He tossed his phone and shredded any identifying information. Sam Winchester couldn't exist anymore, not like this.

If he was going to be a monster, he needed to disappear forever.

#open starter #sam winchester #supernatural rp #supernatural roleplay

[brckensocietyarch]

{ open to m/f/nb | based on: this | please read my rules before interacting. }

it was late, the giant house was dark and for the most part, quiet. his parents had gone on another last-minute trip and with landon helping with renovations, the only other people in the house were his brother and their partner. the male had decided to take a late-night swim and was now heading back into the house. when he spotted them a smirk formed on his lips, adjusting the towel that covered his lower half. “well, hello, night owl. should i ask what you are doing up so late?” he had his own thoughts as to what they might be doing up, but even with his ego and their many run-ins, he wasn’t going to assume.

#indie rp #indie smut rp #indie supernatural rp #open starters. #— landon. / int. —