#Open Seating [Open RP]

[mageofspacemultiverse]

Do you any of you enjoy sailing? If so, what's the worst storm you've been through?

The face that lies beneath mine once held the notion tenderly and with adoration...

In wriggler-hood with my adopted guardian we might occasionally rock about the water amongst a two-story sailing ship. He would impart to me: 'remember this feeling, Sammy.' Gesturing to the water, gales so brazen they whipped the tail upon his crown with excessive force. 'Remember the waves. The lull of water lapping against the hull. When you're out here, the only limit to your freedom is your determination.'

Once, the night was so beyond choppy. The water went high, massive and tearing as a hellish echo-beast! We stayed beneath the main deck when the mast began to splinter with contraptions pressed to our noses. It has been...too long to remember much more, but I do recall being frightened, however when the storm cleared and saw the damage, we burst into tears of laughter with Life's embrace clinging around us.

For a time, I lived by that belief, plead to go astern more and more. However...after the debauched execution that claimed his head beneath the guise of 'justice', the thoughts ne'er brought the same comfort...

This remembrance is a treasure I did not expect to be returned to me. Perhaps, when work is done and the time to sleep is near, I will...revisit those photographic delights. A cheers to you, stranger.

[protagcnists]

open starter

open to: anyone (m, f, nb, 18+)

muse: tess olson, late 30s, she/her, intelligence officer (fmr british intelligence, now freelance, mainly assigned to undercover jobs. known for going rogue. known for lying about her identity.)

setting: train car, destination flexible

plot: tess has been ordered to track a passenger on the train — and possibly make contact — for an ongoing case. your muse can be a) that passenger; b) an unanticipated distraction from the case; c) someone from her past she made a connection with while undercover on a previous case who she is now face to face with for the first time since; d) honestly any other idea you have - assume whatever

the crowded station bustles with activity. a steady rhythm of hurried footsteps and departing trains syncing with the pulse of her heart, beating loudly in her chest. tess slinks along the edge of the platform, csually weaving through sets of preoccupied travelers, their luggage in tow. she checks her watch. late departure. inside her mouth, her teeth draw in the skin from her bottom lip. run-of-the mill delays aren't unusual. they're expected, typically. but tess can't quiet that pestering voice in her head. something's suspect.

she always avoids boarding until the last second, if she can help it. with an unconfirmed target, the last thing she wants is to confine herself to a single spot. to limit her options.

out of the corner of her eye, tess catches a figure in the distance descending the escalator. tall, built, adorned in sleek black. familiar. fuck.

without hesitancy, or raising an alarm, tess begins to walk herself back. behind her, she hears the sudden whistle of the train, accompanied by a booming voice. LAST CALL. she sees the men — multiple now — point in her direction, and that's all she needs to spin on her heels, quickening her pace toward the front of the train. the quick, successive glimpses over her shoulder are enough for her to lose any doubt that she is their intended target. she'll cut it close. has to. just as the attendant is about to close the last remaining door, tess thrusts herself through it, flashing her ticket and a smile.

she ensures the door is closed before moving through the train car. craning her head, she peers out the passenger windows from the aisle, breathing a sigh of relief only when she feels the jolt of the train and the shrinking figures in black left behind on the platform. tess exhales, spilling herself into whichever vacant seat is behind her. she's still looking over her shoulder, reconfirming her safety, when she realizes the table in front of her. tess faces forward, only to catch the eyes of another passenger directly across from her.

uh. "hi," she manages, swallowing the awkwardness. she softens. the moment seems to call for it. "i don't suppose this seat is taken..."

[sheavoid]

"Who WANTS TO GO OUT for skewers and boba?"

[thestoriesincoffeestains]

Empty Seat [Lachlan]

Lachlan looked up from his notebook as he watched one of his fellow classmates glance around the room. "There's an empty seat here, if you want," he said, nodding to the chair at his left. The start of a new school year was always a little awkward, but he tried to make the most of it.

[jayybugg]

study session

Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader

Summary: You're studying with Theo in the library...or are you?

Warning: Established Relationship, Dirty Talk, No House Specified, Kind of Public Sex, Smut (18+), No Use of Y/N, Google Translate Italian, No Plot literally just sex.

Word Count: 1.6K

Note: Wrote this based on a dream I had.....which was based on an RP scenario that I did. Obviously, Theo takes up a lot of space in my mind. Early birthday gift for my Georgie, @pizzaapeteer, please wish her an early birthday and thank you because she is the reason I got this done. @cafekitsune for the banners as always!

You raced to the library, giving small hello’s and excuse me's to the people you passed. You had promised Theo that you would help him with his Charms homework after your club meeting, but you had gotten carried away with some discussions causing the meeting to run over. You hoped that Theo wasn't there yet or would just be arriving because you knew the small quips about your tardiness wouldn't stop if he was already there.

You made it into the library, climbing the stairs to the secluded corner of the floor. A small table with two chairs that you and Theo often claimed whenever you both decided to do some studying. You groaned softly, seeing Theo already seated with a shit-eating grin on his face when you rounded the corner.

"So late, bella. Almost thought you stood me up." Theo said as you sat down next to him. You rolled your eyes, pulling out your Charms notes and your textbook. "Oh, shut up. I've never stood you up before."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, why are you late?" Theo leaned in; his mouth curved into a smirk. You flicked his forehead causing him to lean back, rubbing it softly. "I got caught up in the meeting. I'm sorry, Teddy."

"It's fine, principessa." Theo said, opening his notes, "Just like teasing you."

You and Theo quickly fell into a nice rhythm of studying and light conversation. You gave him the notes to copy as you worked on the actual assignment. You always felt at ease when you studied with Theo, it was one of the only times that he seemed to relax. Usually that was reserved for when you both were in the privacy of your dorms and even then, Theo would rather be participating in other activities.

More time passed before you started wiggling in your chair, your butt starting to fall asleep. "This chair is uncomfortable." You whined, standing up to try to regain some feeling. Theo chuckled, leaning back in his seat, and patting his thigh. "Well, I'm quite comfortable if I do say so myself."

You rolled your eyes as you slid over to him, nestling yourself in his lap. "You've been waiting for this moment, haven't you?"

"I'm always looking for a way to get you in my lap, love. It's where you belong." Theo said, winking at you. You smiled, shaking your head, and returning to your reading for your homework.

Theo's hand reached your thigh, running up and down your leg. Once he finished copying the notes, he trailed his hand under your skirt. You glanced up from your reading to meet his eyes that were already trained on your face.

"Shouldn't you be starting on the assignment now?" You swatted his hand away from your thigh, raising an eyebrow at him. Theo smirked, putting his hand back, "Yeah, but I don't feel like reading that text right now."

His hand once again traveled up your skirt to the hem of your underwear. "Why don't you read it to me, principessa?"

"Read it to you?" You raised an eyebrow at him, "What are you trying to do?"

"Nothing, I just want to hear your sweet voice." Theo smiled, "I'll even reward you."

Your eyes scanned Theo's face, landing on his eyes. The usual expressionless eyes held a certain swirl of mischief in them. "You're up to something."

"Maybe, maybe not. Why don't you read and find out?" Theo shrugged, his smirk never going away. You rolled your eyes, conceding to his request.

"Charms are comprised of a wide range of spells. They focus on giving a target new and unexpected properties or making the target perform certain actions, along with other effects." You recited from the book. Theo's fingers softly moved the fabric of your underwear, pressing down on your clit with the pad of his thumb.

You yelped softly, looking up at Theo. He was leaning into his hand propped on the table, his smirk remaining as he held eye contact with you. "Theo," You hissed, "We're in the library."

"I know, bella. Why are you bringing up the obvious? Keep reading, I'm intrigued." Theo contorted his face into fake confusion, all while massaging your clit with his thumb. You narrowed your eyes at him, taking a shaking breath as you felt a familiar feeling boil inside you.

"Charms were distinguished from Transfiguration spells in the regards that a charm will add to or change the properties of an object while Transfiguration spells change the object completely." You continued reading as Theo removed his thumb from your clit, quickly replacing it with his index finger. He trailed up and down your pussy, smiling as you stuttered upon your next sentences.

"Offensive and protective spells f-fall under Charms such as the Stunning, Disarming, mmm, spell, and the Shield spell. The Tickling spell- oh!" Theo’s finger slipped its way into your pussy, pumping in and out as you read. You shut your eyes, attempting to save yourself from the pleasure.

Theo leaned close to your ears, a smirk evident on his face. “What’s wrong, bella?”

“You…. Theo….”

“Blaming me for your distractions?” Theo clicked his tongue, “How rude.”

You slapped his arm, slumping over slightly as Theo picked up the pace of his fingers. Theo chuckled darkly; his eyes trained on your face as it contorted into one of pleasure. “Getting fingered in the library, where anyone could round that corner and see you. Such a fucking slut.”

You felt yourself clench around his fingers due to his words. The adrenaline from the thought of being caught rushed through your body. “Fuck. Please.” You let out a breathy plea, your eyes looking over to the corner that could expose this whole ordeal.

“Please what, amore? Use your words.” Theo whispered into your ear. Your breathing became shallow as you felt a familiar knotting in your stomach. Theo did relent in his pace, smirking as he saw you close your eyes. “About to cum? Go ahead, be a good girl, and come all over my fingers, sunshine.”

A low moan fell from your lips as your climax came in a harsh wave. You fell limp against Theo, who was chuckling lowly. You rolled your eyes, getting ready to scold him. “I can’t believe you- Theo? What are you-?”

You felt your body get picked up and leaned over the wooden table. Theo stood up, taking his place behind you. “What are you talking about, darling?” Theo said, pushing your skirt up to your waist and bending down to be face to face with your cunt.

“We’re in the library! We can’t-” Your words were once again cut off by Theo as his tongue lapped at your clit.

“But you’re dripping, principessa. I can’t just leave my girl soaked like this, now, can I?” Theo smirked against your cunt, lapping at it again. You bit your lip, pressing your face against the hard wooden table. Theo stood up, undoing his belt and zipper as he left a harsh slap on your ass.

“Do you want my cock, baby? Tell me.” Theo stroked himself, pushing your legs apart with his knee. You let out a deep breath, laying your body flat against the table and turning your head to glance back at him. “Yes…... I want it.” You said softly. Theo smirked at you, lining himself up with your entrance, pushing in.

“Fuck, amore, so wet and ready for me,” Theo muttered. You whimpered, your eyes falling close at the feeling of being filled up by your boyfriend. He never fails to stretch you out beyond belief. Theo pulled out slowly, leaving just the tip in before snapping his hips forward, setting a harsh pace.

“Such a fucking slut. Getting railed in the library where someone could see you.” Theo snarled, his hands gripping your hips tightly. You clenched around him again, moans ripping from your throat. “Oh, you like that, huh? You like the idea of someone possibly seeing how much of a whore you are for me?” Theo smirked, reaching around to rub on your clit.

“Y-yes, yes, I like it.” You mewled, your nails digging into the table. Your eyes focused on the open corner, your heart speeding up every time a shadow floated past it. The last thing you wanted was for anyone to catch you in this position, but you couldn’t find it in you to stop Theo or even conceal the noises that he was causing you to make.

Between watching how he disappeared into your greedy cunt and how your ass bounced back every time his hips contacted yours, Theo groaned softly. “S’good…. fuck.” You whimpered.

Theo lifted your leg to be prompted up on the table, knocking the books off the table in the process. With a firm grip on around your thigh, Theo pound into your aching cunt. You gripped the edge of the table, your climax coming fast. “M’boutta….m’boutta cum…” You said, your voice muffled from burying your head to the table.

“Hm? My principessa is about to cum?” Theo spoke, “Cum around my dick, I want to feel you soak me.”

It didn’t take long for you to cum once again, your juice covering Theo’s dick and thighs. He continued to pound into you until his thrusts got sloppy. “Going to cover this pretty ass all in my seed.” He muttered, more to himself than to you. He gave you one last deep thrust before pulling out and spilling his cum all over your ass.

You took deep breaths, your body still bent over the table, as Theo massaged your waist, a chuckle erupting from his throat.

“I didn’t know you were so kinky, bella. Good thing I casted that invisibility charm before you got here.”

Your eyes flew open in disbelief as you turned your head to look at him. That same shit-eating grin on his face from earlier.

Your boyfriend was going to be the death of you.

[aspenvelaz]

ASPEN IS GETTING MARRIED!…To an asshole?

(This is an open rp despite being mostly for Aspens lore😊)

They sigh and continue massing with their hair. It’s been pinned in some intricate updo by their father, because of course it has. They’re not particularly a fan of the long curls they received after they were put back together, but they’ll manage.

“🫀This thing is heavy as fuck.🫀”

“It’s a wedding gown what did you expect Leo?”

The brother whom they had torn the intestines out of earlier today is now attempting to fluff their over the top gigantic gown. Key word. Attempting. They sigh and just start walking towards the ballroom where the ceremony will be held.

“🫀Im gonna find a seat.🫀”

Leo runs off and they sigh. Alone, again. Marrying a male they met last month…whelp, that was their own choice. Too late to regret it now. Their father takes their arm and they enter the room. Ceremony happens, they kiss the groom, their dad takes photos, all the fun stuff.

Aspen just wants to sit down and take a nap. But they can’t so they settle for downing as much elderberry juice as they can to avoid their new husband.

The dress(heavy asf Aspen is suffering) and hair:

[mrs-monaghan]

I’ve seen a lot of talk about how JK loves Jimin in the show, many have pointed out all the things he says and does for Jimin. But what does Jimin do for JK? How did we see him love Jk in the show because I’m struggling to see it and hate that.

You mean apart from claiming him?

Coz anon, letting the world know a person is yours kinda goes to show Jimin loves the hell out of JK... hard enough to announce to everyone, but okay. If u want us to look at a few instances then we shall...

I gotta say though, not seeing how Jimin loves JK is wild. But, let's proceed.

I personally still can't get over Jimin waxing himself for JK. Its giving, amazing boyfriend who knows what his man likes 😏

I'm sorry but that is so gay

Alright anon. To really start us off, is the reason why AYS exists in the first place.

We saw JK missing Jimin here and Jimin missing JK here. So Jimin doing this did not surprise me at all. I mean, we all remember he's it done before in 2019, so he's a grand gestures type of boyfriend. Wbk 😍🥺 I mean, man did say he would travel to the moon for JK. Literally.

So yeah, that's Jimin for ya. The guy who you can't seem to see just how much he loves JK 🤦🏽‍♀️ Moving on... so they decided to play RPS

Jimin wins and what does he do?

That's right. The rule of the game is to pick what you want first and eat that. But no, Mimi knows his baby loves to eat so even though he won, he finds out first what JK wants.

They play again, Jimin wins and once again,

He offers JK first.

Makes you wonder what the point of this game is atp 😂😂 but Jimin will always put his man first and that's on fax. Cue editors pointing it out for you anon;

Still you missed it... smh.

Next.

When he allowed a probably tired JK to rest on his shoulder.

How cute was that? It reminded me of this:

Jimin doesn't love JK you say? Let's continue ☺

JK is special. We've known this for years. Jimin has always given JK that special treatment and has never even tried to hide it.

This post would feel incomplete if we didn't talk about their none existent hyung/dongsaeng dynamic.

Not me going into bedroom territory and cackling at the fact that JK probably loves to rile up top Jimin. 🤭🤭

Ahem. Moving on swiftly 😌 to this other sweet moment.

i.e Jimin giving up his seat for JK.

And you who is reading this saying that aint a big deal... umm, I beg to differ??? They were filming something that was gonna be viewed by millions so of course one wants to look their best. And JK knew this which is why he asked Jimin about his best side in the first place. So yeah, this was a very sweet thing Jimin did for JK.

Jimin is a really nice person. You know? Like, Jikook aside, this dude is the real deal.

Anygays,

Jimin supporting JK's music. Standing next to you especially 😂 but I also loved when he sang hate you. That was awesome. And don't forget SEVEN too.

Last but definitely not least (due to maximum image space) Right in the beginning anon, the show opens with Jimin being super worried about JK's voice.

Jimin is not even subtle with how he treats and loves and dotes on JK.

I'm struggling to see it and I hate that.

Anon I can't believe you. Struggling? With Jimin of all people? Just for that I'll be coming back with a part 2. Hope these moments ring some bells for ya

[cryo-and-condescension]

At the moment, Janus had no lessons to attend to and was currently seated in Monstro Lounge, scrolling through his Magicam feed and liking any posts he came across from either his fellow students or posts from Vil.

He seemed completely absorbed with what he was doing, but he didn't have a drink or anything with him. He was just sitting there on his phone.

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Open rp! Anyone can interact!

[its-nate-the-sharpshot]

Rp starter:

(mostly for the people tagged but if anyone feels like they fit in this storyline too then go ahead)

The sound of an car pulling into the driveway of the Barton house garage could be heard in the early morning. Stepping outside, you see an old pickup truck coming to a halt just outside the house. The driver-side door opens and out steps Nate, looking tired but a lot better. He'd grown his hair out a bit, and the only trace of injuries on him is an almost healed black eye. He looks nervous, but more than anything, he looks happy to be home. There's also a blonde girl in the passenger seat, who seems to be just waking up.

Nate comes up to you, a sheepish expression on his face

"...surprise?"

@clintbarton-thearrowguy @laura-barton-shield @whosafraidoflittleoldme17 @thebetterbartontwin @the-good-redheaded-witch

[winter-campbell]

Open RP

Everyone was seated around the table. Lincoln looked at Winter and gave a slight nod. It’s time.

Winter stood up to make an announcement, tapping her glass. “Hey everyone, sorry to interrupt but there was a problem in the kitchen. Me and Lincoln will be right back.”

Lincoln stands up and follows her into a kitchen where they talk quietly. “Are you ready?”

He takes a breath. “Not really.”

Winter pats him on the shoulder. “You got this.”

They walk back into the dining room where Winter gathers their attention once again. “Attention! Thank you all for coming.” By now she was just stalling for time, trying to keep all eyes on her. As far as she could tell, it was working. Lincoln was almost in position. “You all are truly amazing and I’m really lucky my brother was able to get such a wonderful girl.” She smiles at Dani. “Now, you can go back to eating.”

“Wait just a second.” Lincoln speaks up. From there he gets down on one knee in front of Dani. “I love you so much, you’re probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I am so lucky. Would you marry me?”

With that, the room erupts in applause.

@the-good-redheaded-witch @justawhitewolf @elia-theassassin @thebestmerc-1 @the-best-black-widow @official-buckybarnes @natt-romanoff @daisy-skye-johnson-quake @laura-barton-shield @whosafraidoflittleoldme17 @agent-solenski @serenastark-official @mutantontheloose and everyone else

[zansourcee]

↪ ✧ 𝑳𝒀𝑹𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬: 𝘩𝑖𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑒𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑠𝘩.

below is a collection of various lyrics from billie eilish's newest album hit me hard and soft. to be used as rp prompts, feel free to adjust as necessary. some prompts are slightly suggestive.

◟ 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚢

' i never did you wrong. '

' my patience is gone. '

' feelin' off when i feel fine. '

' people say i look happy. '

' but the old me is still me and maybe the real me. '

' and i think she's pretty. '

' i still cry and you know why. '

' when i stepped off the stage, i'm a bird in a cage. '

' you said i was your secret. '

' somebody's gotta feed it. '

' i loved you for so long. '

◟ 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑

' i could eat that girl for lunch. '

' tastes like she might be the one. '

' i could never get enough. '

' it's a craving, not a crush. '

' baby i think you were made for me. '

' if i'm allowed, i'll help you take 'em off. '

' you need a seat? i'll volunteer. '

' she's the headlights, i'm the deer. '

' i'm interested in bein' more than just your friend. '

◟ 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚑𝚒��𝚘

' take away my love. '

' not today, not tomorrow. '

' kinda strange, feelin' sorrow. '

' can you open up the door? '

' you/i can't cope anymore. '

' i need to be alone now. '

' i don't know why i called. '

' i don't know you at all. '

' there's a part of me that recognizes you. '

' do you feel it too? '

' you don't know if you'll make it. '

◟ 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

' i want you to stay. '

' 'til i'm in the grave. '

' 'til i rot away, dead and buried. '

' if you go, i'm going too. '

' it was always you. '

' nothing left to lose. '

' we should stick together. '

' i wasn't better alone. '

' it might not be forever. '

' if its forever, even better. '

' i don't know why i'm crying for. '

' i don't think i could love you more. '

' i'll love you 'til the day i die. '

' i want you to see how you look for/to me. '

' but you're so full of shit. '

' don't wanna say goodbye. '

◟ 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛

' things fall apart. '

' time breaks your heart. '

' i wasn't there, but i know. '

' you fell out of love and you both let go. '

' all i could do was hold her. '

' i know you love me, don't need to remind me. '

' i should put it all behind me, shouldn't i? '

' i see her in the back of my mind. '

' like a fever, like i'm burning alive. '

' did i cross the line? '

' good things don't last. '

' you say no one knows you. '

◟ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝

' i'm trying my best. '

' how alone i've been. '

' i'm doing whats right. '

' it's not worth fighting for. '

◟ 𝚕'𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚎

' i wish you the best for the rest of your life. '

' you were the love of my life. '

' did i break your heart? '

' did i waste your time? '

' it isn't a lot asking for an apology. '

' you said you'd never fall in love again. '

' i thought i was depressed or losing my mind. '

' i was the love of your life, but you were not mine. '

◟ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛

' don't be afraid of me. '

' i'm what you need. '

' i know we're meant to be. '

' i just wanna talk. '

' i could be your wife/husband/partner. '

' kiss me goodnight. '

' i tried to save you, but i failed.'

◟ 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎

' i can't fall in love with you. '

' i've been on my knees. '

' i see the way you want me. '

' i hope it all goes away. '

' you seem so paranoid. '

' it's so romanticized. '

' love so bittersweet. '

◟ 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎

' i'd like to mean it when i say i'm over you. '

' i told you a lie. '

' thought you were made for me. '

' i can't change. '

' you were born reaching for your mothers arms. '

' victim of your father's plans. '

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Hiya! It's me! I've been sending you so many asks that I wouldn't be surprised if you gave me a restraining order!

I made an account so I can actually participate in some of your rp things- if that's okay with you of course.

I sent you the ideas for the succubus, deadpool x wolverine and bimbo!au's, I sent others but I'd need to go through my memory, which would take all night.

Anyway- I have a new au idea for you! I think you'll like this. It's basically a gothic vampire!au.

I'm going to attach screen shots because I've already written it out and for some reason Tumblr doesn't let you copy and paste (it's already 1am where I am and I don't want to have to write this out all again, so I'm really sorry if this'll be annoying for you 😭).

Continuation--

Adam: it's rude to stare, you know. How did a kid get in here?

Lucifer jumped at his voice: I-I'm not a kid!- I'm 30 years old!

Adam: really dude? What are you? 5"3?... you didn't get the long straw when it came to genes, huh? See what I did there?

Lucifer sighs as the man chuckles to himself.

Lucifer: uh... that's... not important- a-are you the owner?

Adam stares at Lucifer for a few seconds before taking a sip from his glass. Lucifer watches his every move, he feels like prey- are those fangs??

Adam: I guess you can say that.. my names Adam. Even though I think the asshole who broke into my house should introduce themselves first- but I'm in a good mood today!

Adam stands and pulls a chair infront of him.

Adam: Here man, have a seat, might as well make yourself comfortable.

The way Adam smiled and watched his every move made Luicfer shiver. He walked as calmy as he could to the chair infront of Adam. He sits, eyes never leaving Adams deep red ones.

Lucifer: I'm Lucifer- and I apologize for the breaking and entering. It's uh, not the best first impression.

Adam: wait- Lucifer? Like the Devil? That's sick. And I'm not one for first impressions, but you've certainly made an entrance, buddy.

Lucifer: Yeah, like the Devil, blame my father for that one-

Adam: I ain't judging man! I think it's cool, everyone has such boring names these days, it's nice to be surprised, nothing surprises me much anymore.

Adam runs his clawed hand through his hair, eyes never leaving Lucifers face. He notices as his eyes travel down to his chest, where his shirt has opened a bit more. Adam smirks, leaning forward, giving Lucifer a better view.

Adam: I would offer you a drink, but I think you want something else~

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That's all I have! I hope this seems interesting to you 😭

Feel free to continue it, I'll try and participate to! It would be my first time doing these rp type things, so I'm sorry if I'm a bit all over the place lol

Okay- bye!

Ahhh!! Thank you for all your amazing ideas friendo! This too is amazing 🤩

And yes of course you can participate in the rp blogs! What account is it?

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Lucifer felt a little called out, this man was so good looking he felt like he was trapped in a trance.

Lucifer: I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-

Adam: Pfft it's fine, I get it. I know I'm hot shit and I don't mind you looking. In fact.

Adam leaned in closer until his hot breath ghosted over Lucifer's face.

Adam: I wouldn't mind you doing more than just looking.

He grinned at the way the blonde man's face turned bright red at the implication. Humans were always so easy to work up. And man this one was easy on the eyes as well.

It's been a while since Adam had a visitor. Even longer since he had a rendezvous.

[shhhsecretsideblog]

Inconvenient birth/birth denial RP [asks open]

Are we on a date at a restaurant enjoying a last meal out as a couple before the baby comes. Did we decide to go out for dinner regardless of my labour, just to see how long I’d last at the table with my ever increasing contractions?

Maybe we’re at a family function (wedding / funeral /christening) and I’m squirming next to you in the pew trying to ignore the pain rippling my belly and the increasing need to push...

Perhaps we’re on a train home after a weekend away, trying to make it back to our house for the home birth we wanted. But when the train stutters to a halt we’re jolted in our seats and my waters break.

Tell me where we are and what we’re doing when you whisper in my ear “Don’t push”

[leesbian42-rp]

Open RP

Saga - a young child with pale sunburned skin, very long platinum blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes, wearing a yellow 70s hippie dress - sat on the floor of her Dad's car, an old red one she didn't know the name of.

She pressed against the old weathered leather seats and hid as much as she could from the explosions and gunshots ringing from the outside. Her Dad had left to find something to eat a while ago, probably dumpster diving or pickpocketing, and he had yet to return. Saga hoped he was out of harms way, as well as anyone could living in Gotham City.

(She missed her home country, in times as these. The government and Authority had been the reason of her mother's passing, and the eviction of their tiny house in Falun. But she hadn't needed to worry about the violent fights as these there, hadn't needed to worry about her Dad getting in the crossfire or exploding alive. Barely had she needed to worry much about goons in general.)

Saga looked up through the windows again, fire casting orange shadows across the buildings across the street, hoping her Dad would hurry back so they could leave this city already. Or at least this part of it. She tugged her knees closer to her chest, hugging herself tightly as she listened to the quickly approaching fight outside.

She'd give Dad a few more minutes before she'd drive away from here herself, despite her being far too small for such a thing. Maybe they could try Metropolis or Fawcett next time? She thought that was the name of the cities at least... Or just some normal city for once!

She hugged herself tighter, covering her ears as the sounds got louder, tears threatening to fall as all she could only think was:

Where is Dad?! Dad, come onnn hurry!!!

Where is he???????

Dad, where are you? Come back! I want my dad, I want my dad, I want my dad-

Jag vill ha min mamma- I want my mommy!!

[angelicassassinations]

Open RP starter!

(TW for smoking, mentions of favoritism, thoughts of physical violence, and swearing.)

Today was, to put it kindly, one of the most infuriating days of Tiffany's life.

It seemed like the entire fucking world was against her, dammit! She got into a heated argument with Haley and Bella, she failed some test, and worst of all? Nobody gave two shits.

Not her friends. Not the rest of the cheer squad. Not the school counselor. And especially not her fucking parents, who were too busy fawning over her younger brother for getting into some fancy school. He didn't even earn it, they just took their life savings out to send him there!

Tiffany wanted to punch that little fucker in the face, she'd do it right before he got on the bus to his new school, so that way everyone would know he's a damn wimp who can't hold his own in a fight. No, no...

Bella and her talked about this, Tiffany needed to control her temper. She needed to stop getting angry at everything going wrong, and focus on what she can do to fix it. Not that there was much to do.

As the school bell rang, signaling lunch, the sandy blonde walked over towards the bleachers, hands in pockets as she did so. Her shoes stepped on grassy terrain as pale green eyes looked to see if anyone else was there. Nobody, apparently, thank god. She took a seat, and fished a box of cigarettes out of her pocket, lighting one up between manicured nails.

@pennyroyald, ik you wanted me to @ you when the starter was done! Sorry it's a bit depressing though/srs

[ohfckitsbucky]

Open RP

Buy me some peanuts and crackerjacks. I don't care I ever get back... The crowd sang along to the unofficial baseball anthem as the game was about to start. It was the Yankees vs. the Cubs. The stadium was packed, and Bucky's task from his Government-assigned therapist was to sit through an entire game without any sort of outburst.

Bucky wasn't good with crowds, so this was going to be exciting. At least he could hide behind a baseball cap.

Finding his seat was going to be an adventure on its own. Bucky pulled his phone out to check the seating map. Section 217 row 1. It was just to the right of home plate. Bucky weaved his way through the crowds of people to find his seat with what looked to be a permanent scowl on his face. After a good ten minutes of fighting with the crowds, Bucky finally found his section. He climbed down the steps, his eyes scanning the rows of seats for his spot. Once he had found the right area, he slid into his row and took a seat in what seemed to be the only empty spot available. He should have gotten a beer. It wouldn't do anything, but he could pretend that it had some sort of effect on him.