#indie open starter

[cursedvessels]

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ open to ALL !! relationship: strangers/acquaintances perhaps someone with supernatural connections brought as a safe space for shimi's first human encounter plot ·˚ ༘₊·꒰➳: ̗̀➛ Shimi's first contact with a real human being, face-to-face, and breath-to-breath. Although they've been in human minds, heard about humans, seen possession occur, they've never been given their own human form to possess and, therefore, have never gotten to speak to a human, let alone be in the same room as one...take this with a grain of salt if your muse is supernatural in some way, totally fine if they're only part-human or something of the like... <3 As far as I'm concerned he's really only ever been around other jinn, demons, gods, angels, and creatures like that...y/m could be supernaturally connected/know his kin/etc OR if y/m is just a standard human maybe they've sort of stumbled into this situation whether offered some quick cash in a pinch or something else entirely...up to you!!

Silence spread between them. Silence that felt deeper than the greatest canyon. It sunk into the atmosphere, ate away at any noise that tried to penetrate it. It seemed, for a moment, almost so silent that one could hear one's own heartbeat...and perhaps even the heartbeat of another, the blood moving through one's veins, the heavy pressure against one's lungs as the diaphragm expanded and contracted. Eir eyes locked onto the other's, chin resting neatly against their newly acquired limbs as e eyed them from the other side of the glass--a safe distance. But was the safety for eir sake? Or for the other's?

"I've never been this close to a human before," he admitted in a low tone, the only words to break the silence and yet it hardly felt like breaking it at all. It was almost as though their voice simply...melted away into the same silence that had been bringing the other closer to begin with. It drew them in, made them want to get closer. Lavender hues bore holes into the other's head, studying their internal temperatures, their very soul...What made humans tick? They were trying their very best to understand by o b s e r v i n g. The next question that came was likely a little confusing without context, but Shimi was still learning proper communication.

"What's it like?"

#꧁༺ 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚 ༻꧂╰┈➤《 ꜱʜɪᴍɪ ✧.┊ ᴀᴜ 》 #open to plotting if anybody wants to talk further #open to all #open starter #open #↳ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ; ꜱʜɪᴍɪ ☼ #shimi open #indie open starter #open to anyone #indie rp blog #indie fantasy rp #indie mythology rp

[marvelslegacies]

Noah | Open Starter | 004

Open to: Anyone Muse: Noah Dupont Setting: House Party

"I know we're all in our late twenties... but I feel like I'm getting too old for house parties." He eyed his half-empty cup, "I'm not even feeling a desperate urge to down this drink. What a waste of perfectly good Vodka." He sighed.

#open rp #indie starter #open indie starter #indie open starter #open starter #noahstarter

[tooswcctx]

open: m/f/nb ( 21+ if romantic, age gaps welcome ) muse: kamila abbasi, model/socialite

"I keep telling them we’re not dating, but they keep telling me friends don’t normally make out when they're drunk." Kamila just didn't believe that. "Apparently, that's just a thing we do." And if that were true, how boring! A little making out between friends was totally normal. Friends or whatever they were, Kami didn't feel the need to put a label on it as long as they kept having fun.

#indie rp #indie open starter #indie smut rp #indie bi rp #𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ;; open #𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ;; kamila abbasi

[eulcgizeme]

open to: any muse 25+ ! muse: eden yorke. twenty-nine. recently dissolved from gang affiliation, now returned back to normal life.

"I never said I'd be alright. I thought I'd be able to hold myself together."

#ch: eden yorke #open starter #indie starter #indie open #indie open starter

[cbindievrs]

muse: Julian Brawn open to: females connection: exes plot: They recently broke up. Both of them attend college on the same campus. Julian got drunk and got into a fight, and now it's late at night, and he's knocking on y/m's dormitory door.

❝I'm fucked up❞ he said, as soon as the dormitory door was opened. His eye was bruised and he smelled like cigarettes and alcohol.

#indie open starter #indie starter #indie rp #rpi #rpi starter #indie open rp #muse: julian brawn #starter

[itsagentzero]

Open to: m/f/nb and anyone so long as they are some shade of supernatural. Concept: Chris is a mutant with the ability to block other people's power/magic at will. Your muse has had some trouble accessing their power for whatever reason and pointed fingers at Chris, so now they're gonna have to figure out what's going on together.

"Yes, I can block your power," he started plainly as he walked back into the room with an unamused expressión. "And no, I'm not currently doing it."

He wasn't the biggest fan of being accused of things he didn't do, but he figured the whole situation was troublesome enough for them to come directly to him for this matter. If there was someone out there with his same ability to block others, now he wanted to know about it... And keep tabs.

"In fact, I don't think I've ever blocked you specifically before... So whatever's going on with your act, it ain't me. But you've got me intrigued; when did this start happening again?"

#open starter #indie mcu rp #indie oc rp #indie open starter

[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)

[devsmuses]

wanted connections; an ex that he hasn't seen in a while.

premise; running into your ex while you're home for the holidays.

"i was really in love with you, you know? we may have been young but it was all real for me." he placed his glass down after taking a long sip from it. his eyes were casted downard as he awaited their response.

#𖥸 ─ griffin starters! #𖥸 ─ griffin threads! #𖥸 ─ open starters! #indie rp #indie starter #indie bi rp #indie oc rp #indie roleplay #indie open starter

[luriddaze]

OPEN: m/f/nb (21+, age gaps welcome)

MUSE: zelda jones, 22-27, she/her, bisexual, flight attendant. chaotic, messy partygirl. renee rapp fc.

"so, we've been eye-fucking and flirting for a good deal of the night now. i have to ask, should we head back to my place and have some drinks? or you know, whatever. my apartment is literally right next door."

#indie open #open starter #open rp #open smut rp #open indie #indie open starter #open smut starter #indie smut rp #// zelda has no filter just chaotic bi energy

[dreamsjpeg]

Open Rp (Open to male, female, or futa)

Emile and Laila had brought their best friend to the beach. The place was hot and Laila was terrified of getting sunburnt so she had asked Emile to help her with her back Emile had gotten on her and began to do her back she offered the bottle to you their friend to help. Emile was slightly rolling her hips as a little bulge formed in her shorts as she rolled on Laila, “C’mon help”

#indie rp #indie smut rp #indie open rp #indie open starter #indie bi rp #indie starter #open starter #open rp #open smut rp #open smut roleplay #open smut starter

[nonscnse]

💌 open  to  :   everyone + 21  !

the brunette glanced up at them, nervously brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as they approached. "you came..." she trailed off, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and relief. when she had called them, she wasn't entirely certain if they would actually show up.

#𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 / gina soriano #open starter #open rp #indie bi rp #indie lesbian rp #indie oc rp #indie rp #indie open starter

[ghosts-of-gotham]

"So, who are my bitches gonna be for Barbie? Pinky has bought the whole theater for us to watch it and do whatever we want. I want names and booze and drugs! Who's in?"

#pinky pinkston #open starter #open rp #indie open starter #pinky wants to see barbie

[bcrntortured]

open to anyone

"Alright, cut the crap," dean had grabbed the other by the arm and pulled them into the hall outside the morgue. "I know you're not a FBI agent, asking questions like that." His voice drops above a whisper, a tone there that barely gave away how pissed he was for another hunter to step in on his case. "You're a hunter, aren't you?"

#test muse; dean winchester #open starter #open supernatural rp #indie open starter #open to mutuals and non

[eulcgizeme]

OPEN TO: any muse 25 + ! MUSE: knightley "lee" rhodes. twenty-seven. real estate heir.

"And to think I had the nerve to adore you."

#open starter #indie starter #indie open starter #ch: knightley rhodes #eulcgizeme.starter

[cbindievrs]

Muse: Philip "Lip" Gallagher. Works in a coffee shop. Studies I.T. in a community college

Open to: females. Shameless or fandomless.

❝Well, I don't fucking know, you tell me. Should I be concerned about that guy who's always behind you? Because, well, I fucking know he wants you❞

#indie rp #indie starter #indie open starter #indie open rp #shameless rp #indie shameless rp #muse: lip gallagher #starter

[itsagentzero]

Open to: anyone. Supernaturals welcome. Concept: your muse was driving back to town and finds Chris hitchhiking in the highway. Upon stopping, they realize Chris is battered and bruised, some of his clothes torn.

"Hey," he greeted, definitely too calm for how terrible his situation seemed to be. Despite the wounds and bruises, his blue eyes were sharp and awake as he leaned over the window to get a good look at the person that stopped for him.

"I know how this looks like, but this isn't some set up. I lost my phone and I just need a ride back to town. I can pay for it if needed be."

#open starter #indie oc rp #indie rp blog #indie open starter #c:chris #v:don't look down 'cause we're still rising