#m/nb rp

[eskelwolfed]

Canon Divergent Muse

ESKEL from THE WITCHER

independent, selective, mutuals only RP. AU & OC & NSFW/ship positive.

portrayal headcanon based, game events sprinkled in, netflix divergent; netflix faceclaim.

as loved by Jezebel (30+, they/she can be used interchangeably).

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promo image by @multistoty

[prpfz]

21+ writers only - request includes mentions of incest, 🍪, abusive/toxic relationships, drug & alcohol use. pairing: m4a ! 🎴 < emoji for rule clarification.

hello hello ! i have been in such a slump lately with writing and decided to actively find something that may peak my interest. i am 25 and afab, i go by she/her pronouns and roleplay in the est timezone. im searching for new partners who would love to plot and partake in a nice roleplay with me. i roleplay in novella style or advanced literate but i am open to matching my partners lengths as long as it is discussed between us first. my limits are limited ( ha ! ) and i prefer to have a full conversation on them as well as boundaries via dm.

so, what am i looking ?!

im searching for some muses who would love to be paired against my very mean and dominate male muse. he can be many things in our roleplays, the personality will stay the same. listed are some very vague ( we can go into detail later ) plots i would love to try out with your muse and mine. this is just an insert that your muse can be any gender !! all genders are welcomed.

older ( scary ) brother & younger ( weird ) sibling - 🍪 & incest

( punk ) babysitter & ( prince/ess ) babysat - 🍪

drug dealer ( abusive ) boyfriend & swer ( delusional lol ) partner

dads best friend ( evil laugh ) - 🍪

older ( crazy ? ) guy meets younger ( inexperienced ) weird person - can be 🍪 or incest

i have SO many plot ideas i would love to share with you but these are the ones i would actually really love to do. but again, if these arent your style i DO have more.

what do i expect from YOU ?

i understand life gets busy so i am not worried about being ghosted or anything of that sort. i am completely ghost friendly. BUT, i would really like some effort during plotting and would really like my energy matched. i do not want to be doing ALL of the work - we are a team so let’s act like it, yeah? i prefer real face claims, i dont do drawn or anime or gatcha etc etc. and i think that is all… so YEAH ! bring me your submissive/weird muses to play against mine.

how to get in contact with me !

i prefer carrier pigeon actually. no, im kidding. you can just like this post and i will hit you up. i prefer roleplaying on discord and using tupperbox but i am always open to emails and google docs. cant wait to meet you, PEACE !

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[tumkink]

loosely based on this. this is a little about my son. open to (f/nb) 19+, gradeigh is like 24, so there's that.

You would think gradeigh lived to disappoint his parents at this point. All he ever did was cause a scene or encourage others to do it. He refused to take over his father’s company, despite them paying for his degree, he even graduated with honors and yet, no employment. He was a smart guy, but he liked to think of himself as too smart for the system overall. He liked being the center of attention, telling the truth to the masses. He had been an influencer since he was in diapers and he thought that he might as well make use of his soapbox. That’s how he had met her, after all. He was protesting in front of a show she was performing in on Broadway. He hadn’t been protesting the show, but he knew there would be a lot of press and took the time to strike. He thought himself quite the romantic, sending her a wink as security pulled him away at the stage door. He slid into her DMs a few hours later, once his father got him released from the clink. He wasn’t surprised when she responded, taking him up on his offer to go out sometime. It had been about a week since then, spending all the time they could together outside her busy schedule. Like now, he had told her how badly he needed to see her, be able to feed her some sushi and hear her laugh. He was a desperate man in love, but never ashamed. “I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful.” He confessed, leaving in to plant a few more kisses all over her face between feeding her. They were both covered in the lipstick she had decided to where that night by now, not that he minded. The press had already gotten so many pictures of them together this week, he didn’t care what they saw. Someone had tipped them off that they were sharing a meal together here as well, somehow beating them.

[scgarhigh]

" when did you plan on telling me that you're fucking my dad ? " words echo coldly, followed by a laugh of sheer disbelief. everything about the situation making him feel sick to his stomach.

[supercutts]

         ❛  yeah,  sure,  of  course  i'm  happy  for  you     and  your  ugly  fucking  boyfriend.  ❜    brows  raise  in  feigned  innocence.    ❛  what  ?  i'm  serious  !  ❜

[darkdoverpseeker]

( 🦷⛓️ ) hello, 20+ fem, looking for adult writers. i am searching for likeminded rp partners interested in character driven plots. i do enjoy kink but it won’t be centered around it. darker themes 🕊️ are appreciated but not required. i honestly just want a passionate partner first and foremost. i have lots of plots i’m interested in but the current one that i’m craving is about a torn man ( my character ) mourning a love he once had, plagued by the memories of his “other half.”

all pairings are welcome ( !! ), trans friendly, but i do have a preference for female opposites for this particular character. regardless, if a character is captivating, i’ll be content either way. if you’re interested in playing against my tormented man or just of plotting in general, like this post and i’ll get back to you.

like if interested !

[miidnighters]

O p e n | based on this

Bella was beyond caring.

It had been so long since she'd had to do this. Not the faking her death, uprooting herself, getting started in a new town bit, but it had been a long time since she'd allowed herself to feel for anyone knowing there would be an end date. The fact that they'd broken up before she disappeared arguably made her feel worse about having done it in the first place.

It was this funk that had her ordering the pizza without thinking. Pizza that she didn't even eat, but when the doorbell rang would have his favourite toppings on it. Heaving herself up with a sigh from where she was unpacking boxes, Bella didn't even bother to think about what she looked like before she swung open the door, clad only in an oversized, pale yellow sweater.

"Sorry for making you come all the way out here. I'll pay for it but like. Frisbee it off the roof for all I care."

[meltemakcol]

“  i  promise  you  ,  getting  an  ugly  girlfriend  is  not  the  way  to  win  me  back  “

[gcldensnflwr]

                                         (   𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧   |   𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 !  )

“  i  used  to  think  of  you  a  caring  thing.  ”

[sourstimes]

" i gave you everything i had. " margot shakes her head, running a hand through her long brown hair. heart races as she leans against the wall behind her, craving some sort of stability. " do you even love her ? "

[prpfz]

In a bitter winter in the early 19th century, your muse finds themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere and caught in a horrible storm. Just as they’re beginning to think the worst, they see the silhouette of a seemingly abandoned, overgrown estate settled deep into the woods and desperately seek shelter there. They’ll quickly come to realise it’s not as abandoned as it initially seemed, and the creature-person inhabitant is nothing that they could expect, and not all they might look like.

Hello all! So, if you can’t tell, I’m out here looking for an oc rp based on Beauty and The Beast! I would love to play as the beast character against your lost muse! My muse will be male but I am open to pairing him against any gender, and a character of any background - a humble villager, a noble on the run, a hunter, young or old, gentle or grizzled, anything! I prefer to use irl faceclaims (though of course not strictly for the beast appearance lol) and (sad I have to say this but) non white muses/fcs are very welcome! 

I am 21+ and a detailed writer that loves world building, story telling, imagery, metaphors, complex characters and dynamics and all the good, juicy stuff! I can write responses anywhere from a few paragraphs up to 1000+ words and tend to lose interest in super short responses, but I don’t expect novella length for every reply, or for people to feel like they need to add random things in just to meet a word count (though I do like flowery writing alongside practical stuff!) I’m open to nsfw and dark topics, and I’m expecting some to come up at some point depending how our characters get along, but I’m not looking to play some dark, kinky, evil monster abusing your sub 24/7 type thing, get me? Looking for some comfort, growth, genuine romance and wholesome moments as much/more so! I write on discord usually but am not too bothered as long as it’s not tumblr lol. Looking forward to plotting with you! 🥀

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[tumkink]

based loosely off this.

Brenin looked down at the knife in his hand, something he had done so many times before. This one was his favorite, light and easy to maneuver, yet sturdy enough to take someone down quickly. The feeling of another man struggling for his life, knowing you were the cause, was erotic. He could feel his face flush with the thought. He wasn’t doing that now though, not anymore. Currently, he was fantasizing about it, in the basement; like some pathetic mid-lifer reminiscing about his high school sweetheart. It had barely been four months since he had been roaming the streets, taking out the trash. He had noticed the uptick of crime in the city, especially when he was driving home after volunteering at the homeless shelter, it sickened him. Who was protecting these people? Who was keeping this place safe? He slammed the knife on his work bench, he needed to calm himself. It was unacceptable to throw a fit every time he had an urge, he wasn’t a child. He knew the sacrifice was worth it, he would die before he broke his oath to the woman he loved. He refused to put her life or their marriage in jeopardy. He could hear her footsteps now, descending the staircase, only slightly louder than the sound from the television, playing the news. “Sorry baby, didn’t mean to wake you.” He whispered, feeling more guilty now than before.

[scgarhigh]

" you weren't supposed to look for me. the whole point in going ghost is to not be found. " doesn't mean for it to sound harsh, but his newest business venture depends heavily on the opposition not knowing who he is, and so his past coming to find him only draws attention.

[miidnighters]

O p e n | based on this

It wasn't often that Isaac picked up shifts at the bar - his work at the orchard kept him pretty busy, and his awkward social skills didn't make him the greatest over-the-counter conversationalist. But that's why he did it, because otherwise he'd never talk to anyone but his trees.

Last night though. He'd been keeping an eye on a familiar face, someone he'd seen around before in the company of others or on their own, always smiling, always happy. Not last night. Clearly, something had happened - and Isaac knows this because they were screaming it all over the bar. And then they'd spotted him, recognised him, and started screaming directly to him. And then they'd thrown up in the decorative plant by the door.

Suffice to say, Isaac felt some modicum of responsibility, and so had taken the other - now dozing against the window of his car - home, figuring he could get them home home in the morning. After tucking the other into his own bed, Isaac crashed on the couch - groaning when it felt like only moments had passed and he was awake again.

Shuffling into the kitchen, Isaac figured he may as well make breakfast. Halfway through mixing pancake batter he hears shuffling, tossing a look over his shoulder at the figure in the doorway.

"How are you feeling? You got pretty drunk." He commiserates, voice gruff. "You want some pancakes? I'm making enough to share."

[plots4us]

i play ( Oli Sykes, Noah Sebastian, Austin Post, etc. ), and i am looking for ( M/F or F/F or NB/F or NB/M etc. ) with ( any OC or for Oli Sykes, Noah Sebastian, etc. ). looking for ( friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, slow burn, fwb, etc. (S) ) plot. this plot will be for ( PSL  ). this plot ( WILL ) be chemistry based, ( WILL ) contain mature themes and will be ( PARA / HEADCANON ). reach me at ( CHATS postauzzy / DISCORD (given later)  or like this and I'll reach out) Note: I am 21+ and only write with those 21+. Minors dni please.

[gyalis]

" why you mad at ME ? I told you i had some stops to make. i'm here ain't i ? "