#open gay indie rp

[indiemcn]

Looking to start fresh and get some threads going, hmu if you want to plot or feel free to tackle one of my opens here.

[galahadsboy]

Muse: Rokk

Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works

Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate

"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.

[lungsandlips]

who: kade conroy. actor, asshole. what: just a little alone time open to: m/f/nb/idc

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Getting time to be all by himself is so rare that Kade always takes advantage of it. Even now when he knows there's probably somewhere else he's supposed to be or something else he's supposed to be doing the fact that he's alone is enough to let him forget all about it. Alone is enough to have him panting heavy, biting back little gasps. It shouldn't feel so good but it does, doesn't matter that he could easily be having someone else do this for him. Then suddenly he hears it, someone else, somewhere near and he's a little mad but not enough for him to stop.

"Fuck," he groaned. "If you're going to pretend you're not watching at least be quiet."

[slvttybvys]

“Oh you… you won,” Mickey said clearly shocked, he had been confident in his ability to win. If he hadn’t he never would have made the bet of ‘loser is winners bitch for the day’ who knew what the other man would come up with for that. “You know I was joking right? About the bet. I wouldn’t have made you follow through.”

Possible Connections: Frat Brother, Roommate, Best Friend, Step Brother/Brother, Ect

[thefcw]

Open to: m (tops) Plot here: tldr; Caius is a prince of the enemy nation and got captured in battle. There are rumours of him liking being under men more than he likes leading them so to humiliate him and his family your muse decides to test out those rumours Connection: a king, prince, general etc. anyone of higher rank who is also Caius’ nations’s enemy

He didn’t come there easy, even if he was knocked out in battle Caius gave whatever fight he could when he was dragged towards the enemy encampment. Although he may have been a prince he was never the sophisticated type, instead of grand balls and culture Caius was more interested in living a life of a soldier as much as he could. And he preferred a certain type of company aside from the women hoping he would propose to them.

Eventually Caius was overwhelmed by the enemy soldiers, pressed on the ground and beaten until they could chain his hands and lock them to a support beam of a tent above him, stripping his bloodied clothes while they were at it. They seemed to go towards just holding and humiliating him, there was no torture yet but Caius wasn’t scared, he would get out one way or another. His planning was cut short when a familiar man walked into the tent, Caius would recognise the bastard anywhere. He was a sworn enemy after all, “Don’t consider this a victory, if anything I’ll make it my duty to be an inconvenience.”

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Open Thread

Open to everyone - M/F

Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.

Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot

Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.

Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.

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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.

[wastelandsrecede]

The Timer AU - Lestat de Lioncourt

Note: This assumes that everyone has a timer that counts down until they meet their soul mate, and that in modern day, Lestat hasn't had that happen yet. (So Louis is not his soul mate)

This takes place following season 2 of IWTV. M/M Only

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He had told Louis he was going on tour. Surely Louis would have thought him crazy in his grief stricken state; but truth was...Lestat was going on a sort of tour.

HIs numbers were counting down quickly. Soon he would meet the person he had been searching for all of his life. That person who would match him completely and take away his immense loneliness.

His mind had brought him here. To this city. To this park. It was just after sunset. The barest hint of color remained in the sky; but the sun was a safe distance away and did not burn his sensitive skin.

He looked down at his wrist as he sat in the park. He could feel them coming towards him and he stood. Walking this way, the numbers seemed to speed up, until finally...he stood before them. His arm burned for a moment as the numbers faded away.

"There you are."

[bluejeanbaby]

open to: m/nb/f

plot: bas and your character are adult film co-stars...but he's interested in more.

"I'm just suggesting that maybe....we do this all without the cameras or crew." Bastian said, smirking at his partner between takes. It wasn't professional, not in the least, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want the other. "You don't even have to call me daddy." he teased with a wink.

[galahadsrpboy]

Open to: men (top/bottom/verse)

Test muse: Jace Beleren, a telepathic mage who can jump between worlds.

Plot: Jace has moved into a new place and your muse is throwing pebbles at his window.

Connections: ex/boyfriend/crush of whoever used to live here

The first couple of clunks on the window jace had ignored. After the fourth though he moved to the window and stuck his head out. "I am trying to get ready do you mind?" He asked

[wantxmore]

Open Starter (Muse: Cato Barnes)

Open to: vers/bottom men/males

Plot: Cato has to escort your character to safety. Then, they have to wait until things are clear.

Cato had received the order that he needed to get his 'target' to safety. Acting fast, he grabbed the other man's wrist firmly and pulled him along until he found an open door that led to an empty room. After guiding the man in, he got in and locked it. In a soft voice, he spoke, "Sorry to rush you in here. We're gonna have to wait until I get the okay." He glanced around the room, noting the couch and coffee table at the other end. "Make yourself comfortable...I'll stay close to the door, just in case."

Yes, this was his job but they'd gotten rather close since he'd taken the job. It felt more like just protecting a loved one, rather than just a client. Making sure the door was definitely secured, he messaged the others that they were currently safe. He walked up to the man and gently lifted his chin up to look him in the eye, "You feeling okay? I'll make sure you stay safe." He offered a warm smile and pulled his hand away.

[monstersxxorxxmen]

OPEN TO M/F/NB  WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.

Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.

Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

[himerodoros]

( .: open to bottoms! :. )

The relative comfort of his room and the fact that he was being left alone were enough for Lachlan to not feel the need to go out of his way to try and get to know the rest of the people he shared a dorm with. He wasn't one for making new friends, despite knowing how much he needed some. Still, his old habits were hard to kill and instead of even entertaining the thought of going out to meet his new college neighbors, he kept himself hidden away in his room. With a book as his sole companion.

But, quickly, the sound of the door opening caught his attention, as did the silhouette that came into view. He was quick to roll his eyes and say, "Wrong room, dude" before noticing the bags the other was carrying. "Or not... Guess I won't have the room just to myself after all." He wasn't particularly happy about having to share a room with a stranger, but there wasn't anything he could do about it. Neither was he about to make a scene. Instead, just focusing back on his book, trying to ignore the intrusion. Not the warmest of welcomes, for sure.

[sweetlittlebabyboy]

Open to Alpha Males, Ordinary Human Males, Slashers, Monsters, Killers, Vampires and Werewolves. Just be horny as fuck, lol.

Possible Themes: Dub-Con, Non-Con, Size Difference, Loss of Virginity, Corruption, Mpreg, ABO, Slasher, Kidnapping, Musk Play, Breeding, Knotting.

Scenario: Long lost Omega is out in the woods. On a full moon, in full heat. Human Omega. Abandoned by his pack when he was born. Has no idea he has wolf lineage. Has no idea someone is watching him. If need be, Caleb can be an ordinary human. He has a pussy, if you want otherwise, DM me.

The full moon was overhead. Musical moans escaped Caleb's lips. He laid in the grass, beautifully butt naked, continuing to play with his beautiful virgin opening. The boy was so young, pretty and pink. The smaller build young man had been camping by himself all weekend. He needed an escape from his drunk of a father and addict of a brother. Caleb was so horny, he thought he was going to go insane. All weekend long, he's been playing with his pretty little orifice. He was so lonely, and in desperate need of a real man to claim him. That's when he heard it, something in the woods. He had no idea that someone or something was watching him.

Almost reaching his climax, he quickly came back to reality when he heard that noise. He felt like he was being watched.

" H.....h...Hello......is arnyone there?"

[lungsandlips]

who: kade conroy. major idiot. open to: m/f/nb what: a night out turned sour but kade's attention seeking ass loved it - until your muse (significant other, best friend, assistant, whatever) picked him up from the police station and took him home.

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The internet was ablaze with Kade's latest string of shenanigans. It had started simple enough, like these things always did. He'd just gone out for a few drinks. Maybe a few too many. Of course Kade always knew where the cameras were going to be, loved the way the attention made him feel. And, oh, he'd been hungry for it lately. At first he'd just been loud, obnoxious, the life of the party. Then, at some point and without warning, he was on the ground throwing punches and taking them in turn. He didn't know who separated them or how long the altercation had lasted. All that mattered was that he was absolutely buzzing. Could barely sit still in the holding cell, eager to be let out. Neither party wanted to cooperate, press charges and neither did the club (Kade brought them too much attention, he knew where he stood). Always so lucky he'd probably scrape by with no legal issues. It was public opinion that would be his problem. None of that mattered right now though, Kade too busy hanging his head as the desire for attention faded and the shame set in.

"You gonna give me the same old speech now or is it the silent treatment this time?"

[slvttybvys]

His boss was hot. Like really hot. He knew he shouldn't think that about the man, he was his personal assistant and it was unprofessional. And even if it wasn't it's not like he had a shot with a hot older successful man. He was just a nervous virgin college student. Hardly a catch.

It still didn't stop Everett from... fantasizing sometimes. When it was just him and his boss alone in his office the other giving him instructions for his tasks for the day. And maybe he was letting his brain get a little too caught up in a scenario where he was bent over the older mans desk because the other man was looking at him expectantly and... Everett had zero clue what was happening. "Oh I uh sorry Sir I um... I spaced out a bit."

[modcrnspirits]

open starter! alone at night. muse: victor gallagher. plot: victor has an interest on your muse (could be simply sexual and one-night stand or an obsession or even a criminal reason). he found a way to "meet" your muse and catch him. possible k*nks: breeding, ties and ropes, bondage, k*dnapping, forbidden love, st*lking, body worship (armpit, feet, etc.)

"You dropped this." Victor made a movement with his fingers, showing a phone he was holding - a phone he had just pulled out of the man's pocket as they rode the last train of the day and left on the same station. "You know, these is a dangerous place. I heard they even have wolves running around. You shouldn't be walking home alone. I sure as hell don't want to do it myself." He handled the man the phone with a smile. "Would you mind if I walk with you for a bit?" His voice was soft and friendly. In all ways, he was just a nice guy. Except he was the reason that area was known to be dangerous. Him and his wolves. But the guy had nothing to worry about. His scent was too delicious for any evil to befall upon him. "My name is Victor." He offered the stranger a hand.