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.
Eddie had stepped into the bar less than an hour ago and was already two drinks in. His son was at a friend's house for a sleepover, so it allowed him to go out and blow off some steam. He stood at the bar, noticing the other man just a few steps away. "Hey, can I buy you a drink?" He asked him, a charming smile in return.
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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.
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helloo 🤍🕊️ 27f seeking rp partners 21+. i have a handful of unconventional ( putting it very, very nicely ) muses i’m just dying to write, so … indulge me ??
i’m looking for: an object of obsession to my slasher-inspired serial killer; a sweet, doe-eyed follower to my cult leader; and a controversially younger wife / husband to my equally controversial wall street banker. all are cis men, but i’m not set on writing them against any specific gender. i’m also trans inclusive. just bring me any muse you lovvve putting in fucked up situations, and i’ll supply the goods 🫶 i’m looking for a healthy plot-to-smut ratio … either 50/50 or 60/40 depending on the dynamic! all characters MUST be 21+. no exceptions.
discord-based, 1x1 servers my beloved. very, very low-maintenance partner & writer. i LOVE to gush about characters, ideas, our threads .. but there will never be any pressure from me to dish out replies. roleplay is just a hobby, and i understand that life gets busy! weekly replies are my norm, but rapidfire’s on the table if we’re both in the mood. i’m also down for multiple aus, threads and even pairs if we vibe well together.
i have so many thoughts, but it’s hard to squeeze all of my yapping into just one ad, so if you think we could mesh well, leave a like and i’ll reach out!
yearning for some bodyguard x client plots… give me an up-and-coming celebrity and their reluctant security who thinks they’re too spoiled and paranoid for their own good. give me a politician’s daughter who tries every trick in the book to get away from her by-the-book handler. give me a lonely ceo who thinks everyone around them is overreacting when a threat seemingly arises, but they can’t deny the reassurance that comes with having someone around 24/7. forced proximity, high stakes, fake dating, adversaries to loves — so many avenues to go down, so many doors this could open!!
hi all! i am currently searching for a professor x student roleplay, preferably with me writing in a male professor role. please do not interact with me unless you are 21 or older, as i would prefer for this to be a more nsfw-leaning story and wouldn’t want to write it with anyone younger. i am also 22 myself. all characters involved are also 21+, and i’d prefer to discuss this in tumblr dms before moving to discord. 🥩
although i heavily enjoy writing a plot and expanding on that with our characters, i will say that i would also prefer for this to be smutty overall. my writing style tends to be novella with emphasis on character depth and internal emotion, and i tend to intertwine that with nsfw content when writing it.
i also will be writing a morally grey character for this, someone who is beautiful on the outside (with a beautiful family, i might add), but deeply flawed on the inside, with plot themes revolving around addiction and a lack of self control. i’m open to a number of other ideas and even have a few other things myself besides professor x student (both fandomless and fandom), but i do prefer writing morally grey or black characters either way. if this sounds like something you’d be interested in, please leave a like and i’ll reach out!
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- Fluff (Platonic or romantic depends on the other person)
Flanagan grumbled under his breath, hes been in and out of his garage, almost all morning, trying to put up the bird house he made. His thoughts kept swirling around his head, with survivor guilt, after the brutal attack on his comrades, how he had to be discharged after getting shot in the eye and hiting his knee hard on a rock from impact, he knew he shouldn't feel guilty, he tried his best.
He lets out a sigh, and digs up the ground "damn knee... I swear I need to get this thing replaced." He grumbled out, in frustration. "Tsk, I should have cooked something instead of doing this damn shit."
❝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.
⎯⎯ ❝𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨❞ : mutuals only, german is preferred, fandomless roleplay character, mafia rp, triggerwarnings are included, fsk 21 +, activity varies, open for plotting and deep talk
This was it. The imposing stone temple rose above the woodland canopy, and stretched far beyond what you could see. The locals had given you directions to the cult grounds when prompted, but as soon as you uttered the words "Garden of Rot," they became much more wary of you.
Inside, you heard a deep, rumbling voice addressing a group one by one, though the words couldn't be made out. It sounded ancient, and hoarse, like you'd expect from someone who'd been buried alive.
Once the drone of morning ritual ceased, it was time to go in.
