#fandomless rp

Open to everyone, mutuals and non Mutuals

Connection- Hook up that leads to more

Plot- Eddie's had a rough day at work and heads out to a gay bar to let off some steam. He starts talking to your muse and they end up going home together, except neither of them expect after repeated hookups to want more than that.

Open RP - Hemlock 🌹🥀

He's in one of his moods again. The kind of mood where everything pisses him off, everything makes him sad, and all he wants to do is see blood.

If you are to catch Hemlock on a good day he might try to help you in some way. Give you a free meal, hurt someone who's hurt you, heal your wounds, that kind of thing. Commit kind acts simply because he has the power to do so. On a neutral day the acts may be smaller, or you might just get brushed off as not worth his time. On a bad day... on a bad day he's practically a different person. Violent, unhinged, inflicting destruction for no reason other then he can.

Surely theres something wrong in his brain. Something that makes him feel so strongly. Makes him change so much. But he's only done something resembling therapy once, so he certainly won't be telling you the issue.

Now on this bad mood day, as he walks a sidewalk, dressed casually and trying to think of something to destroy, you bump into him. The drink you'd just purchased goes spilling all over his chest and over the ground. His red and black eyes, terrifying as they are normally with their appearance like a demonic shattered glass, are even more so as they glow with anger.

Possible tropes and Scene

- Age gap

- Neighbor x Neighbor

- Grumpy x Sunshine

- Forced Proximity

- Roommates

- more up to the other person

- Angst

- Fluff (Platonic or romantic depends on the other person)

toxic exes getting back to together for the hundredth time with make up sex

arranged marriage

rock star x groupie fan

sugar mommy/daddy x sugar baby

free use pairing

a 🏠 plot

as i say im into all these pairings and others, so feel free to suggest others! i have very few (hard) limits and only rp on discord. i also currently am only playing male! like this and ill get back to you!

❝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐝❞ independent and semi-selective portrayal of Nikos Bolivar, 28 years old globetrotter, born in albania, one of four siblings, right hand of the albanian mafia, a men with trust issues, with an iron will and a heavy hand, unafraid of the law

A man who has seen too much to trust easily, Nikos carries his past like a shadow, always present, never spoken of. Known as the right hand of the Albanian mafia better to say right hand of his brother Cristos, he operates with precision, silence and an authority that doesn’t need to be announced. He is driven by an iron will and backed by a heavy hand, someone who doesn’t hesitate when action is required. The law is just another obstacle to him and not a boundary. Cold, controlled, and calculating, Nikos moves through the world on his own terms and is about to change all the rules.

give me your entitled bratty characters, fierce bitches, girl next door waiting to be corrupted, or whatever tropes you're craving to throw into the toxicity. angst and smut is welcome!

i'm open to modern/slice of life, historical, post-apocalyptic, or cyberpunk settings.

discord or email is preferred, and i'm looking for someone with a similar writing style: third-person, past tense and between around 200-600 words per post.

please like and i'll reach out.

Typically, whenever Kazimir is visiting another universe, it’s for work. Each time the mission is the same: find The Eternal shard, destroy it, and get out. While he doesn’t mind the routine, it doesn’t leave much time for actually enjoying the trip. Especially when he has to babysit his incompetent coworkers who have a knack for getting the whole group nearly killed. So whenever he has the chance to visit another world of his own accord, he makes sure he can enjoy it properly. After all, he can do practically anything he wants without consequence.

Kazimir smiles politely to the strangers that pass him by, each of them busy in their own worlds, ignorant of the fact that they’re currently in the presence of divinity. He doesn’t mind, though; he already has billions of people bowing to him back at home.

He seems to be on another version of Earth, which is always nice, given the familiarity. As a precaution, he had chosen to disguise himself as an average human, unsure whether or not this world was accustomed to the supernatural. He would much rather deal with the slight discomfort of tucking in his wings and keeping up an illusion spell than risk being captured by some top-secret organization that studied whatever they deemed to be ‘anomalous’… again.

Even so, after a few hours of exploration, he takes the opportunity to slip into the first empty alleyway he sees, making sure he’s out of sight from the street before dismissing the illusion. He sighs, removing his suit jacket and unfurling his wings before shaking them out. The breeze feels nice running through his feathers, especially after being stuffed into his jacket for so long.

He’s mulling over what he wants to do now that he has a feel for where he is, when he hears the distinct sound of footsteps approaching. His head immediately spins towards the noise where a figure stands, silhouetted against the entrance to the alleyway. His gaze locks onto the stranger, his eyes glowing faintly in the dark as he waits for the other's reaction.