#indie mutant rp

[twistedthings]

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: m/f/anyone 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙: brody's out here looking for any reason to start fighting people 🤷 but y/m break's it up. it's pretty vague so feel free to assume stuff or hmu to plot if you'd like. 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓:  ex/old fling, friend/fwb, bf/gf/so, person he's fighting or the person breaking up the fight, whatever works~

Always ready to fight Brody shifted his feet subconsciously into a more defendable position as the man he'd started shit with moved to shove against his muscular chest, sending him only a step back. Without missing so much as a beat Brody shoved the other back, a few choice words leaving his lips as he cussed the other out. "Don't fucking push me man, I'll knock you the fuck out," he warned hotly, blue eyes fierce as a smaller body moved between him and the other guy, seemingly to end their flight before it had truly started. He shifted on his feet, movements easy and experienced with a fight, hands clenching and unclenching as they hung at his sides.

[accenonyx]

#ACCENONYX. indie, selective, mutuals only. written by tj.

[inaudiblesounds]

independent blog for original (three sisters) characters. surrealistic crime-based and/or mutant adjacent. sideblog to sourwit, the fourth sister.

muses & guidelines. © , ©, ©

[heat-wves]

send one of the following for a starter :

🩹 - for a tender / soft starter

🔪 - for a threatening starter

feel free to specify muse on either side . i won't share / answer the ask , simply will post the starter && @ you !

[sideofmischicf]

i’m not saying i want to make a muse with adeline rud*lph’s fc where one verse is modern day hitter / retrievalist and her other is in the xmen / hellboy verse as a mutant agent working for either professor x or b.p.r.d (verse dependent)…but i really want to.

[cuntceited]

I DON'T CARE CUZ I'M TOXIC, I'M GOD TO YOU SO DON'T CROSS IT. an independent original character roleplay blog based off a work in progress. written by eve.

[cloudybrews]

He looked annoyed. Than again Logan was always this way. His expression on his face, one of a frown. His dark eyes gazing at the other. " I don't know what you bub' He growled at the other.

[telepaethy]

HE'S NOT JUST A MUTANT - HE IS A GOD.

an independent portrayal of 𝑫𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑫 𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑹 from 𝗙𝗫'𝗦 𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗢𝗡. mostly 𝐿 𝐸 𝐺 𝐼 𝑂 𝑁 based with comic and MCU influences. mun is over the age of 21 and due to the content of the show & character, 21+ is required to interact. dark and mature themes will be present, such as violence, drugs, and mental illness. viewer discretion is advised. written & loved by Shane.

[avengefulbat]

hey there tags ! 21+ discord-based writer here looking for comic / mcu threads. i write a variety of muses from the comics and i'd love some mxf or fxf threads. my writing ranges from para to literate and i love aesthetics, especially the nsfw kind, and worldbuilding. if you're down to clown, ♡ this and i'll hit you up.

[stcrforged]

MUTATION: it is the key to our evolution. it has enabled us to evolve from a single-celled organism into the dominant species on the planet. this process is slow, and normally taking thousands and thousands of years. but every few hundred millennia, evolution leaps forward. INDEPENDENT and PRIVATE multimuse featuring benjamín minguez haden and michelle courtet (x-men original characters). fandoms includes fallout, jurassic park, one piece, god of war, sandman, dragon age and more! written by kristina.

[twistedthings]

𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: m/f/anyone 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙: y/m & Brody have been sleeping together in secret (maybe bc their friends/family would disapprove or something) & although they both promised not to let things get serious, it didn't take Brody long to catch feelings & his jealous tendencies are rearing their ugly head while they're both out with friends at a large party & someone flirts/hits on y/m. whether or not y/m was trying to make him jealous is up to you. hmu if you’d like to plot more! 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓: fwb, best friends younger sibling, ex/old flame, bosses spouse or child, idk whatever works~

"You can't just expect me to sit back while some other man has his hands all over you," Brody said in a low and almost growled tone, blue eyes fierce as they fixed the other with a glare, his one hand moving out to gesture towards the party just on the other side of the door he'd closed only a few seconds ago. He'd dragged the other away as discreetly as he could while his blood boiled. It was obvious he was angry, not entirely at the other but certainly at the fact he was fucking jealous.

He pressed a step closer to them, wanting nothing more than to put his own hands on them, catch their mouth with his in some act of possessive hunger that thrummed through his veins just as strongly as the jealousy someone else got to touch them in public and he couldn't. A heated breath left his parted lips as he dropped his hand back to his side, flexing his fingers before he swept in closer to the other, their scent filling his senses calming him a little. "-- that prick is lucky I didn't break his fucking jaw." He added in a quieter voice than before but no less low. They both were lucky Brody had control of his anger and jealousy this time around or else that other man would have been on the floor, bloodied and broken from Brody's violent jealousy.

[cursedvessels]

open starter!! open to - supernaturals, mutants, humans with paranormal abilities, medical staff, etc pretty much anything goes as long as you can give your muse a reason to be here plot: y/m & indigo were kidnapped by/volunteered to join/convinced to join (whatever fits best) an underground program studying supernatural beings, mutants, and other paranormal phenomena; the program is brutal and rigorous, keeping them locked away in an underground facility even they don't know the location of or how to get in or out, our muses may know what's being studied or maybe they've no idea why they're here or what's really going on underneath the harsh conditions // alternatively, your muse could be a lab rat working for The Program, maybe helps Indigo escape when they find out what kind of "tests" they've been putting xem through, learns more about xem and develops empathy/other feelings, etc i just need some sci-fi shit man

Pills are thrown back and a disgusting vitamin-packed liquid swallowed down along with them causing Indy to grimace. A shudder, nearly gagging on the taste as the giant pills squeeze down their esophagus. They swallow, clear their throat and cough against a fist. Lip curls, gaze barely flashing up to view the other. A spoonful of the sorry excuse for food on his plate is scooped up and slowly poured back into the pile of space slop as he stares at it blankly.

"I'm getting real tired of...whatever this shit is," he grumbles plainly. Fingertips release the spoon, letting it clatter against his tray. A quirked brow when his gaze meets the other's again. "Honestly, at this point, I'd almost rather them just pump nutrients through a damn tube. At least then I wouldn't have t' taste it." Exhaustion shines in those colourless eyes, drained of what sparkle they used to carry, though it's clear he's trying to act a little sane. Make some kind of small talk, even though he hates small talk...Interaction with others wasn't a frequent luxury, so he'd take what little normal-adjacent conversation he could get.

[thechaosjunkie]

Canon-compliant Indie RP blog for Five Hargreeves from The Umbrella Academy Penned by Yin, 25+, any pronouns, zero triggers.

A study in:

Trauma response to prolonged solitude and survival / family devotion / reverse Peter Pan complexes / the lengths someone will go to protect the ones they love / snarky quiplash and dark humor / coffee for breakfast, lunch, and dinner / cognac for dessert / inanimate objects as people / temporal assassins / knowing you are the smartest one in the room / going through puberty twice / WTF is a smart phone? Bio || Rules || Verses || Full Nav

[heat-wves]

open starter in which emrys just didn't get to have his emily in paris moment in europe tw: mentions of murder, death, && gore

"SO THERE I WAS TRYING, to be a good brother — "

( && IT IS a well known fact how rarely he's a good a n y t h i n g )

" JACKIE, YOU KNOW she's gotten married && she has a b a b y now && i'm not missing the chance to start being a bad influence . . . "

EMRYS WANDERS AIMLESSLY ( does he ever wander with purpose anyway? ) around , somehow mixing a cocktail on the move .

" THEN IT TURNS out the police have a lot of questions when they find your internal organs strewn on the autobahn in a eleven year cold case && your skull fragments in a madrid gutter as part of a twelve year cold case && four litres of your human blood in a london apartment ten years ago && suddenly I N T E R P O L is involved . everyone's got questions like ' how are you alive ' && ' why did you fake your death ' && ' is this now a fraud case ' ? ? ? "

HE FINALLY STOPS talking long enough to look at the other , a glass in one hand && a bottle of tequila in the other .

" SO ANYWAY THAT was how my ' s a b b a t i c a l ' in europe went . how has life been for you ? "

[hymnoire]

Wanted plot :    Together, we conquer, we reign.

Looking for a companion/cult leader associate/king for Kaeleeana ( Tag / Bio ) . Plot inspired in an original lore from midsommar roots to a bene gesserit spirit, in modern times/near future. Transhumanism/dune coded core.

Kaeleena Nara, Mother Supreme of the Church and Sisterhood of Misericorde. The time has changed and so did the world. Now, forces are colliding. She raises daughters, mutated humans of great abilities with the purpose of making the world theirs. A cult, some would ask? A family, she would answer. The sisters of the Sisterhood of Misericorde then find their way to the arms of powerful men, human men, to bare their child and extend their reach. She too, the Mother Supreme, seeks such a partner—but not just any man. Only the strongest, the most formidable of all. He will be her equal, a reflection of the power she wields. A partnership. Should they take the world in their own hands together now? With what he is capable of, what she is capable of as well, if a war between humans and mutants arise, they shall win.

"I promise to never use my abilities on you and to honor our partnership," Kaeleena says, her voice a smooth lullaby. "My daughters, the Sisterhood of Misericorde, will serve our common interest, just as you provide your weapons and soldiers for our shared conquest. I also promise to cherish and love you through this union of ours." Her intense eyes lock with his, a silent challenge in their depths, burning with the weight of her words.

He smirks, his fingers gripping her chin as he tilts her head toward him. "Is such a sadistic, cold heart of yours even capable of love?" he murmurs, his tone dripping with dark amusement.

Kaeleena's lips curve into a wicked smile. "Doesn't that make us perfect for each other, my Sovereign of Terror?" she replies, her voice velvet.

[theworstonex]

Hi there! This is a little blurb about this writer. I'm hoping to find some people to roleplay with. Here's a little about me:

My name is Danny and I use he/him pronouns. I'm 25+

Started writing in 2006 on Myspace as Pyro.

I'm active on roleplayer.me and discord and prefer to write there but will also write here!

If you wrote on Myspace please let me know so we can be friends!