#indie jane rp

[redhead-reporter]

you’re the man, but i’ve got the POWER ;; independent and highly selective mary jane ‘mj’ watson of insomiac games’ “marvel’s spider-man”. 21+ multi-ship. adored by shaye. established september 2022. promo by garrett, template by x

[infamousrake]

it was those eyes as much as anything that had earned him his reputation as a man to be reckoned with. when he stared at a person, clear and unwavering, men grew uncomfortable. women positively shivered.

an independent, private & selective simon basset from julia quinn's bridgerton. strictly headcanon based with inspiration from the novel and the netflix adaptation. highly canon divergent. focused on alternative universes and dynamics. authored by odette. she/her. 25+. timezones are fake.

[paintedmegoldenx]

open to: anyone 25+ plot: our muses are signed by the same publisher and are currently on a book tour to celebrate their first ever collaboration (a novel). they have been on the road 3 weeks and jane is catching feelings for her fellow novelist. connection: friend from college, friend's older sibling, old professor from college, former enemy from college... message me and we can plot, too.

After a long day of press interviews topped off with a Q&A/signing, Jane was relieved to be back in the comfort of her hotel room. While the last few weeks had been full of wonderful fans, exciting interviews about her books and their novel, and even a few fabulous parties, she was excited for a much-needed break. The next few days were off and theirs to plan, and she was excited to just sleep in a bit and explore a few local coffee shops with her disposable camera and her kindle. She hoped maybe they would join her, give them a chance to connect just the two of them, but she wasn't getting her hopes up. She was sure they had their own plans.

Barefaced (following the eager removal of her makeup when she got in) and clad in dark jeans and a grey sweater, Jane was about to head down to the hotel bar for a night cap when she got a text message from them. Her breath caught in her throat as she opened her messages, looking down to see a short but sweet text from the person who had taken up the leading role in her mind of late.

Are you still up? Fancy some company? 😊

She smiled down at her phone and hearted the message.

Headed downstairs for a drink. Come meet me.

It wasn't long before she was seated at the bar, waiting for her co-author and nursing a whiskey Diet Coke. She'd ordered their usual for them as well, which now sat waiting for them on the counter.

[chaussettesviolettes]

Derbyshire, 1814.

A small town with a thriving and diverse community from all rungs of the social ladder is the scene for our stories. The goal is, as always, to see and be seen, but do take care of your reputation. While gossip is rife in Town, it can be just as cutting in a village like this... An active and friendly community, perfect for fans of Jane Austen, Bridgerton, and historical fiction. Jump right into the action. Age 18+ Welcome to Tyrehampton! Join us now on Discord.

[badcomicsrph]

In the link you will find 108 RP icons of Mary Jane Watson-Parker. Those icons are sized 100x100 px and 150x150 px. You can find the two folders in the zip. They are free (pwyw) & capped from Marvel Comics. They were capped from Amazing Spider-Man V2 #39 to #50

Icons are free for use, please share/like the tumblr post if you intend to use, and do not resize under 100x100px for accessibility

Possible triggers: N/A (let me know if you find any)

Ethnicity: white (AFAIK) Sexuality: undefined (AFAIK) Other: N/A

Artist: John Romita Jr Writer: JMS

Made for @spinxeret as part of the Birthday giveaway

[seolinah]

MUSE: jane gutierrez • 32 OPEN to: anyone (25+) PLOT: i thought i was in love with you but found out your horrible secret | this post (can be any crime/horror/supernatural related secret tbh)

"Th-That can't be true." Face paling, her expression twisted into horror. But the proof was right in front of her face. Unsteady on her feet, she faltered back, away from them. "You're a monster."

[takeitrougher]

Demonic Summoning

open to: sub f/femme faces

connection: witch, summoner, friendly/slave body

kinks: cnc, c.ck worship, humiliation, tpe

It had certainly been a while since Jane had last been summoned to the mortal plane. It was very rare for anyone to know the proper way to summon a demon, let alone one as powerful as her. At least this time they had put her in a proper host. Looking down at the lithe young body, Jane thought she could do very well with what she was given. “So you’re the one who summoned me, hmm?” Looking around at the ritual the woman had used, she could immediately tell that she wanted something from Jane. There were various attempts to bind the demon, and some would have actually worked, if they had not made the mistake of summoning a demon as powerful as her. “Seems like you want something from me if you’re going through all this trouble.” She was curious what might make a human be so reckless to try this, even though she had no intention of granting whatever wish they might have had.

[ickymoved]

open to anyone. ( jane cameron, eighteen or twenty one. ) made with beta editor but let me know if you’re using legacy !

jane had clearly underestimated what a seven hour bus ride would be like when she decided to take a trip out of town to visit her grandparents. sat in the back, she had spent the first two hours of the ride reading, until her eyes started to become heavy and exhaustion took over. using her jacket as a means of a blanket to cover up bare legs thanks to her skirt, her elbow is propped against the window, lips parted as small snores are released, sleeping peacefully.

[starstcff-z]

If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad.     independent multimuse, featuring muses from literature, sci-fi, marvel and other sources.    loved by odette.

[interstellargazers]

FEATURING CHARACTERS FROM: mass effect, harry potter, merlin, outlander, true blood, pride and prejudice, bob's burgers, and maybe more to come.

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[xwildheart]

Open to: M Muse: jane porter- mid thirties, biology professor, heterosexual Based: this beta editor only: i make a new post for each reply

Jane stood in the doorway to the room that was now slowly becoming the nursery. She had always wanted to be a mother, but not like this. Not after her engagement fell through. Not after her ex had ended it because he was in love with someone else. It had utterly crushed her when he had told her, not moments before she was about to tell him they were expecting. Jane had run to the only person she could think of, and cried for days. Now, there hasn’t been a day where her best friend wasn’t dropping off baby clothes or offering to help her set up the nursery, which is where they are now.  'Are you sure this color looks alright?' She asked him, looking over the walls once more.

[eatmyhammer]

FIRST OF ALL, THE NAME IS MIGHTY THOR!! semi-selective, semi-private jane foster. loved by heather. ( rules. )

[smythe-smith]

new here and looking for for writting partners. blog still in construction.

[dreammakcr]

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you don't look quite well. Do you need anything?"

[chaussettesviolettes]

Derbyshire, 1814.

A small town with a thriving and diverse community from all rungs of the social ladder is the scene for our stories. The goal is, as always, to see and be seen, but do take care of your reputation. While gossip is rife in Town, it can be just as cutting in a village like this... An active and friendly community, perfect for fans of Jane Austen, Bridgerton, and historical fiction. Jump right into the action. Age 18+ Welcome to Tyrehampton! Join us now on Discord.

[yuckywriter]

open to anyone.

jane had clearly underestimated what a seven hour bus ride would be like when she decided to take a trip out of town to visit her grandparents. sat in the back, she had spent the first two hours of the ride reading, until her eyes started to become heavy and exhaustion took over. using her jacket as a means of a blanket to cover up bare legs thanks to her skirt, her elbow is propped against the window, lips parted as small snores are released, sleeping peacefully.