#open starter indie

[hellsdogs]

"I don't believe in therapy. I mean, sure, people have told me I need one, but how would that even go? 'Ueno-san, why do you have this desire to retreat into your mother's womb—could it be sexual?' Like, what? As if I'm some kind of mad man. And then I'd have to explain it's not like that; it's just that the world turned out to be a bit more boring than I expected. I'll probably walk out of there with depression meds I don't even need—I'm just a nihilist, and these aren't even the fun kind of pills. Pass." Right, probably not the best thing to say on a date but how could he possibly not be himself right. "Your dessert looks better than mine. Are you gonna eat all that?"

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to: anyone / f. if romantic. idea: friendly date at the restaurant after a long day/ first tinder date for your muse and him - your muse finds him either.. fun and charming or weird, you decide / or it's been a few dates and well he's always like this .

[geaesaekki]

'You're spending a suspicious amount of time hanging out in this dirty neighborhood these days hun." Her cigarette travels in and out, she expires, the smoke escaping out from her mouth. "Are you worried about me? That's sweet." A smile is showing behind her fingers. "But I'm not made of sugar, you know."

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to: m / f. idea: selena is an escort girl. the envionment she evolves in, the night life, comes with its dangers. a word is around : many escort girls have been missing in the neighborhood these days, maybe your muse is worried about her.

[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."

[bookished]

( a collection of starters. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post <𝟑 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips

“Every time I see you, it feels like the first time all over again.” “We shouldn’t be here together, you know that.” “I can’t live without you, no matter how hard I try.”

“Why do you keep doing this to me? To us?” “Because I can’t pretend anymore. I can’t act like I don’t care.” “I can’t stop loving you. It’s tearing me apart.”

“This is goodbye, isn’t it?” “It has to be. We’re only hurting each other.” “Even now, I can’t stop loving you.”

“I thought I’d never see you again.” “You should have stayed away.” “I tried. God knows I tried.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong.” “Then why does it feel so right?” “Because I can’t stop loving you, no matter the consequences.”

“I found this letter in your drawer. Why didn’t you send it?” “I couldn’t bear the thought of you knowing.” “Knowing what? That you can’t stop loving me?”

“There’s something I need to tell you.” “Please, don’t. It’ll only make things harder.” “I have to. I can’t stop loving you, and you deserve to know.”

“I hate you for what you’ve done.” “I know, and I’m so sorry.” “Why did you have to make me fall for you?”

“You’re crying. Why?” “Because I know this has to end.” “Even if it does, I won’t stop loving you.”

[wantxmore]

Open Starter (Bastion Evans)

Open to: Vers/Bottoms - Men

Plot: After visiting his son (at college), Bastion has the evening/night to himself and finds a distraction.

The day had been good. Touring the campus with Eddie, seeing his dorm room, but now he was back on his own. While he loved his son, he didn't mind the other having other plans with friends. The area was nice enough and Bastion had found himself in a bar, chatting with locals and college students. He was friendly enough but when he spotted someone getting too rough, he found himself acting as a bouncer before the "problem" was removed. Turning to the other, he genuinely asked, "How are you holding up?"

[intoxfolklorex]

open to males 25+ (historical au. please read my rules before replying. please do not like my starters)

Maisie shouldn’t have been here. She was so close to freedom when she had been caught again and her cousin had thrown her into these cells. She knew the only reason she was alive was because of her position as the youngest daughter of the last king but Maisie never could have thought that would mean that someone that she had trusted to get her out of here would sell her out. Hearing someone else come down and say her name she saw another man and Maisie could only roll her eyes as she heard him tell the guards to go away. “I’m not going to open up to you and tell you everything. The last person I trusted is the reason I’m in here.”

[amongstthechaoscrew]

//OPEN CHAOS

"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't do anything yet."

[cherrygrxves]

open to f | about jordan | muses are out to eat.

"babe, please don't trip on this waitress - she's just being friendly."

[scinglives]

open starter: bucky barnes 

“Just don’t, okay?” Bucky asked with a sigh as he turned off the TV, the news about John Walker becoming Captain America had been on all day. It made his blood boil having to watch his smug smile and talking about things he knew nothing about. He didn’t know Steve and everything he had done to become Captain America. 

“I’m not in the mood for your teasing. He doesn’t get to have that shield! He goes against everything that shield means.”

[dragonmasterhiccup]

Open starter//indie rp [NOW CLOSED]

Hiccup had finished saddle making in the forge for the day. He had hung up his apron, and was wiping his hands clean with some cloth, grateful he could go for a nice, relaxing flight with Toothless as he made his way back outside.

"Hey, bud, ready to go?" Toothless happily bounded over, making that low, rumbling noise that Hiccup knew meant he was just as ready to get away as he was.

Together, they flew for an hour or so, just enjoying each other's company and the fresh air.

They landed back down in the cove where they first became friends, hoping to lay low until dinner time.

No one ever went there, mostly because most Berkians didn't stray to this side of the island.

Which was why Hiccup was so startled to see a stranger there as he dismounted. "Oh! Hey there." He motioned for Toothless to stand down, but to be ready in case the newcomer was a threat. He tilted his head, sure he'd never seen this person before. "Who are you?"

[hellsdogs]

"Are you seriously making fun of my hair right now? Yeah, i style it now—getting a job does that to a man,” he says with a smirk, brushing a hand through it. There’s a pause, his tone softening as he adds, “I wasn’t expecting you to be back in town. But… it’s good to see you.”

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to: f. idea: jun and your muse are exes/have history/perhaps even lived together. maybe they split ways to achieve their goals and dreams but none of them is succeeding in that or only one of them is.

[inchaosthereiscalculation]

"May she be strong and wise, and the best at her craft."

"May she be smart and not annoying. And, also not super political."

"May she be pleasant looking."

"Can she bring some advil?"

These were the hopes of the women of Agatha's newly minted, 'not right-minded' coven of witches, who had taken to the witch's road in the hopes of fulfilling their hearts' desires.

Their stated intentions were followed by more chanting, and some furious, wild gesticulating on the part of one Agatha Harkness, all of which must have worked because, suddenly, one Wanda Maximoff found herself no longer buried underneath a mountanous collapsed cavern, but very much conscious of the fact that she was alive. It was a fact made clear by a dramatic display, one that saw Wanda coughing up dirt as she clawed her way out of the ground, up from what was certainly far too shallow of a grave to be where her body had originally fallen.

Wanda was dirty, bruised, and certainly not looking her best, but at least she could say now that her fingertips were stained by more than just her use of the Darkhold's power.

Predictably, given the circumstances in which they'd parted, Agatha was unhappy to see Wanda. "Oh, give me a break," she scoffed. The looks of confusion the expression garnered had Agatha explaining to the group, "She's no green witch. She's a chaos witch."

"And what do you think causes creation?" challenged Wanda before answering her own rhetorical question. "It's chaos. After all, they say the Earth was created by an explosion, and what's greener than Earth? Besides, I made my own apple orchard. Before..." she'd truly spiraled. "Or after..." Westview and the destruction of everyone she held dear. "It doesn't matter. I found peace in it for a time. Solace." Though, clearly, not peace enough.

"Now, before we get off on the wrong foot," she said, red sparks already at the ready at her fingertips, "does anyone care to tell me where I am and why I'm here?"

[bluejeanbaby]

plot: colt just got out of prison and is trying to reunite with a partner or ex (bonus points if they have a kid)

open to: any!

"You changed your number." Colt announced as the other approached their door, pushing himself off of the wall he had been leaning against. "Didn't want to come and scare you, or anything but I wanted to let you know I'm a free man again." he announced, smirking as he tilted his head. "Tried to reach out, but I think you've been avoiding me, babe."

[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.”

[swimmingsirenindierp]

Open to all

Willow looked over the crowd of people. Why on earth she had decided to throw a party was beyond her, networking, she told herself. It's so very important to network. She would much rather be lying in bed with a face mask and a home improvement show on in the background. Yet her she was, well might as well make the most of it.

"You know, is it just me, or does the idea of a chocolate fountain always sound better in theory rather than in practice." She asked the person beside her as she absently sipped her red wine. "When I see people indulging it always ends up making me a bit....uncomfortable."