#open gay rp

[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?"

[bitterdeathtoswallow]

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."

[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

[accidentallymagic]

"You're adorable when you cum." Remus cupped his lover's cheek, "But did you have to get it in my hair?"

[menofservice]

"So are blowjobs really part of the intern's duties?" Blake locked eyes with his boss, "Or were you just looking to get off?"

[soncfthewitch]

Plot: No real plot here, Toby is at the local spa/hot springs trying to relax and get some alone when someone else apparently had the same idea..

looking for: males, tops/vers-top/vers (I do not intend this to be smutty but let’s be real, it can be eventually), single or multiple muses.

notes: While Toby is a more supernaturally inclined muse, this thread is not strictly set in that verse and could be something more mundane/slice of life type of setting.

Steam curled off the shimmering surface of the hot springs, the mineral-rich waters soothing Toby's muscles as he reclined against the smooth stones. Eyes closed, he let the heat seep into his body, chasing away the knots of tension that had settled between his shoulder blades. This was just what he needed—a bit of peace and quiet, a chance to unwind without any distractions.

Or so he thought.

The sudden splash jolted him from his reverie. Ripples lapped against his bare chest, and his eyes snapped open, scanning the misty surroundings for the source of the disturbance. He couldn't make out a clear silhouette through the swirling steam, but the sound of water sloshing and the faint creak of the wooden walkway confirmed he was no longer alone.

Bloody hell, he thought, annoyance prickling under his skin. Can't a bloke get a moment's rest around here?

He debated saying something, a cutting remark to send the intruder packing, but he bit his tongue. No need to be rude, even if they were interrupting his peace. Besides, the hot springs were communal. It wasn't like he had any claim to the space.

Still, a small part of him couldn't help but feel a touch put out. He'd come here to get away from it all, to clear his head and soothe his frayed nerves. The last thing he needed was company, especially when he was in such a state of undress.

[toksikk]

Muse: Michael (18-22. South Park)

Open to: M/F

Michael took a drag of his cigarette as he shuffled over to the other. "Hey. you busy? I mean like tonight? A few of us were going to hang out, if you want to join."

[slvttyraeken]

"all i'm saying is that if she's not going to appreciate the absolute stud of a man she's managed to land? perhaps you should consider other alternatives." theo cooed with a smirk. his eyes not even hiding how they were roaming up and down the other man's body.

[gleesgottengay]

is anyone interested in a gay smut glee rpg??

hi everyone!

i've been really itching for some good old fashioned tumblr roleplaying like the old days and i was wondering if anyone would be interested in me opening this roleplaying group back up?

it would be an all male gay smut glee roleplaying group!

if you'd be interested in joining in on that, like this and/or message me!

i really don't want to take the time and put in the effort if there's not a market for this kind of thing these days!

[oceanicxeyes]

Muse: Walter Simmons Open to: male, trans, nb Plot: Walter is a bartender at the local nightclub where Y/M goes to and he’s trying to cheer them up after a long day. - It can be childhood friends, co-workers, crushes

“You look dejected.” There was a slight note of concern on the bartender’s voice as he leaned over the counter to give the other a long, introspective look. Walter didn’t like seeing people down in the slumps for whatever reason. Life was too damn short to be mopping around – whatever the cause may be. To everything there was a solution and in his opinion, nothing could be a nice laugh in the company of friends. “I don’t like that look on your face.” There was a faint pause on his speech as the bartender glanced around to see if there was other clients waiting for their orders. As much as he liked his job – the loud music blasting from the speakers made it hard for him to actually keep a conversation going without having to shout. It was not ideal – especially since some topics of conversation were PRIVATE, so he needed to find an alternative to the whole scenario. “How about I take my break and we go outside?” Walter’s lips curled into what he hoped to be a reassuring smile as he gently rubbed one hand over the other’s shoulder. “We catch some air, we talk a bit and maybe – if I’m lucky – I can put a smile on your face? I don’t like seeing people too serious. Life’s too short to trouble your pretty little head with everything and anything.” Who knows what could happen tomorrow? “What do you say? Please, say yes. It’s going to bother me all night if I fail to make your night a little bit more enjoyable.”

[localroleplayrat]

Open to: m (dom tops if smut comes up) (35+ character, 18+ writer)

Connection: exes, old friends, former fellow gang member/outlaw, former rival outlaw

Plot: After taking care of a shootout, Cloyd finds your muse hiding from the chaos. He's got them on the ground, tying their hands, and when he sees their face.. he realizes it's an old acquaintance.

"What in the.." The Sheriff's brow furrowed. The man beneath him was supposed to be another redneck moron who thought they were a gunslinger. It wasn't supposed to be them.

Cloyd swallowed, and he swallowed hard. His past was back to haunt him, and he ain't even sure the other man was able to recognise him just yet, not with their face in the sand.

What the Hell was he supposed to do? Let them go? Tie 'em up and take them to the station? He was so stuck in his own head that he was too late to realize how they were staring at him from the corner of their eye.

"Don't move a God damn muscle." He growled at them, their wrists caught in his firm grip, as he now returned to the process of tying them up.. but it was too late now.

"McCarty?" They grunted at him.

[bitterdeathtoswallow]

TIMER AU - Johnny Faust

"You are not what I expected."

Johnny looked at the man sitting next to him. While he knew that he was bisexual; he had always assumed he'd end up with a woman. Clearly that wasn't the case because his timer...which Gabriel said was sacred and protected from the Devil...had just gone off. For a man.

He didn't really know what to do with his hands...or really any of his body parts. He felt awkward.

"So uh...are you a fan?"

[galahadsrpboy]

Open To: males (top/bottom/verse)

Plot: Your muse walks in on Corvin

Connections: Friend, Boyfriend, College Student, Anything that fits

Corvin had stepped out of the shower. He liked to let himself air dry a bit so he walked out of his bathroom into the kitchen and was getting himself a drink in just a towel when he heard the door behind him causing him to jump and whip around, him grabbing the towel as it started to fall. “What are you doing here?”

[accidentallymagic]

Anyone wanna give my muses some dark obsession plots?

[menofservice]

Scenario: your muse is turning Adam into a himbo

"I'm starting to think we shouldn't keep doing this, dude." Adam stepped back before the man could grope him, "Everytime we mess around, my head gets a little emptier."

[herowrshp]

open to: m, 25+, tops.

connections: fellow x-men/anybody who would have access to the school. au and ocs welcome.

“I got your note,” Scott says, folding his arms. He seems a little uncomfortable, knowing that he’s breaking a rule for even being in Professor Xavier’s office when the headmaster wasn’t present. He was off on some Shi’ar mission, Scott didn’t know the details, but it irked him that he hadn’t been brought along.

“Why’d you wanna meet in here, anyway?” He asks, tone stern. It often had to be reminded to him that he was only leader on the field. “You do know that just cause he’s not here doesn’t mean he won’t know if you look through his stuff, right?”