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[mutantmamaandrobotlover]

Open Starter (Transformers Only)

Cindy sighed as she walked into Maccadam's Ol' Oil House. She had been here a few times and knew that she could get human drinks and food here without difficulty. She noticed the place was practically empty as she walked up to the bar and ordered her drink. Maccadam was tending the bar and quickly knew who she was despite her new form. He handed her a strawberry margarita and went to other patrons.

Taking out her journal and a pen she started writing down everything she needed to in order to vent. Unknown to her someone walked up to the bar next to her.

[basketofbrokenboys]

He's all but collapsed from exhaustion and stress. Without his medication he hasn't been able to sleep very well and he's skipped more than one meal to make sure Abby has had enough to eat. He hit the ground with a heavy thud, vaguely hearing someone calling his name.

[freeusemuses]

Open starter: Cold vacation

It was finally over. Salem, the relics, the maiden powers. It had all been put to rest. And with that, Winter finally had the time to relax. Plus it had been far too long since she had seen the ocean from a spot that wasn't the bridge of an Atlas warship.

Sure, the relationship between humans and Faunus could be a bit better, but what were the chances of one pouncing on her while visiting Managerie. And there was definitely no way that could happen with what she was wearing.

(Faunus only)

[piinkponyclub]

"Ugh, it's so hot... but, ya know what that means!"

In an instant he's tearing off his shirt. Okay.

"Oh, yeah, that's better! Feast your eyes on this, ladies! Careful, though—the room might just get hotter with me around!"

[harmonyloveangels1990]

Open Master/Slave RP (Male, Female, or Futa)

Kallen saw the war was over and was able to finally have a normal life...well, as normal as possible. It seems even with all the good she did, she wasn't in a good financial state. She did get money thanks to her friends, but she needed a good job. But knew she needed more, which is where your muse came in.

Offering Kallen all the money her mom and her would ever need. In exchange? Be their slave for a whole year and work for them.

Kallen almost said no, but ultimately accepted. As long as she didn't need to sleep with any of your muse's customers. "I can't believe I'm wearing this freaking thing again. Why does it feel even tighter than the last time I wore it though?"

((Have fun with her and break her))

[another-argo]

>>Open Starter<<

Ghosting

(c'mon, you didn't think I'd stay gone, did you?)

Argo's room had stayed empty for weeks after his death. Only a few people knew where his grave was; so some people took it upon themselves to put offerings in his room instead of on his grave.

It's been a few weeks- to a month or two. The wound still hurts.. but life progresses.

The strangest thing about that is.. any offerings that Argo would've VERY MUCH enjoyed.. disappeared. Any daggers? Gone. Sour candy? Gone aswell.

You think that it's just a coincidence. Maybe- maybe people are actually just bad at this whole offering thing! If Argo was still alive he wouldn't have accepted the gifts anyways.

Because of Argo's room becoming a public tribute, even some kids from camp have managed to slip in- maybe to pay respects, maybe to swear out the bastard one more time, maybe just to pretend they knew him better than they really did.

You thought the noise coming from Argo's room was another camper- or one of his adopted siblings- in there again.

But then there was a crash.

Then another crash.

And something deep- something dark inside you lights. Your immeadiate thought is Eris. Only Theo actually saw the dead body- maybe she didn't die.

You brace yourself for a fight before you open the door and see.. Argo.

Emotions flood you in a giant wave- looking at your dead friend- or enemy- or.. whatever Argo was to you. For a moment, you think it was all a bad dream.

But Argo.. doesn't notice you. He's enamored with this stuffed rabbit.. playing with it like a little kid. He's holding a piece of a wooden block in their other hand, unwilling to let it go.

Argo hums a small tune under their breath. Their hair has gotten longer- and the blonde has grown to be majority of his hair. His eyes are a watercolor of brown and blue now- and he just looks.. transparent?

Argo moves over to some more of the offerings. There are a million different bouquets- but he picks up one that Commodus left for him- tucking a flower into his feather crown.

They put everything down- except they put the wood block in their pocket.

They look at the many daggers that were left to them. Picking some up and inspecting them.

Argo still seems completely oblivious to your presence..

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT !

(Seriously, anyone.)

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[bookished]

if you’re open to requests/just an idea maybe some touch starved prompts?

touch-starved prompts—for when they ache, but don't know how to ask. 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.

“you can… hold me. if you want.” “i’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

character a flinching instinctively, only to melt the second character b gently cups their face and says, “you’re safe now. you don’t have to pull away.”

“do you want me to keep touching you?” a nod. eyes closed. they don’t trust their voice.

tracing invisible shapes on their palm, the kind you used to draw when you were kids. “i remembered you liked this. i didn’t forget.”

arms around their waist from behind — “i don’t want you to think you have to be strong all the time.”

brushing their knuckles over a scar you didn’t know they had. “does it still hurt?” “not when you do that.”

falling asleep with your head on their chest, hearing their heartbeat steady for the first time in forever.

“you’re shaking.” “i haven’t been held in a long time.”

hugging them like you’re afraid they’ll disappear. and them hugging back harder.

“i know i don’t say it often but... i miss being close to you.”

they hesitate before leaning into your hand — then cling to it like they’ll fall apart without it.

“can you just… stay like this?” the words are small. the need is loud.

letting them cry silently into your hoodie, not asking questions. just staying. just being there.

you offer your hand. they stare at it like it’s the sun. like they forgot warmth existed.

“i’m scared.” “me too. but you don’t have to be alone this time.”

“you can… hold me. if you want.” “i’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

they flinch at first—then lean into the touch. “you’re safe now. you don’t have to pull away.”

“do you want me to keep touching you?” a slow nod. no words. just need.

tracing tiny shapes into their palm like you used to. “i remembered you liked this.”

arms wrapped around their waist from behind. “you don’t always have to be strong.”

brushing knuckles over a scar. “does it still hurt?” “not when you do that.”

resting your head on their chest, letting the silence speak.

“you’re shaking.” “i haven’t been held in a long time.”

hugging like the world is ending—and maybe it is.

“i know i don’t say it often but... i miss being close to you.”

they hesitate—then cling to your hand like it’s oxygen.

“can you just… stay like this?” (the words are small. the need is loud.)

letting them cry into your hoodie, no questions asked. just warmth. just presence.

offering your hand. they look at it like they forgot what warmth felt like.

“i’m scared.” “me too. but we don’t have to be alone anymore.”

[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.

[unlicensed-field-medic]

-Open Starter-

[Will sits at his little desk in the infirmary, a desk covered in paper that looks wrinkled and folded and much less organized than the ones he usually makes nowadays, though they're still in his handwriting. The papers are stained with old blood from years ago, which is also different than the papers he usually is seen messing with.]

[There are also like three lamps in the room all turned on extremely bright and pointed right at him in contrast with the dark of night outside the infirmary as Will flips through papers, mumbling vaguely to himself, an opague water bottle by his side]

[He doesnt even seem to notice he has company in this room, less of a room and more just curtained off with dark light-blocking sheets]

(What do you do?)

Anyone can interact

Literally please I love any interaction

[fightingthetoxicallegations]

OPEN STARTER

I want it OFF.

Theo's been feeling... strange, ever since he 'died'- well, he did die, he just refused to stay dead. Either way, ever since that happened, he's felt different, like something changed somehow. He's been way quicker to anger, which made him scared of interacting with his family. He's been having weird thoughts and urges- more violent. It was making him terrified- and of course there were the fangs, bane of his existance. He's gone through so many venom jars, he's been biting himself in stressful situations. He wanted to just be normal.

And recently? It's been way worse. He's been itchy and sweaty and his back hurt- he thought it might just be because he's been hunching over books a lot lately, maybe he was developing some back problem. He never expected, well... this.

He was just getting ready for another day, having just woken up from yet another nightmare, with his back still hurting. He was still half-asleep when he grabbed clothes to change into, only realizing something was wrong when he put on a shirt. Standing there, eyes wide with shock, not daring to move, even if he wanted to reach his hand back. He felt something, his shirt didn't fall on his back like it usually does.

There was a bump.

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[forged-in-fire-and-brimstone]

open starter

You see a figure in the forest, lying down. They look like they're asleep, a rag is next to them (evidence of being cloroformed).

The person looks to be about 15, they have long, messy ginger/blonde hair. They have a multitude of scars and bruises.

They're wearing a stereotypical military school outfit.

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT

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[unlucky-fuck]

open starter

buddy system

You weren't told much about Archie- just that upon coming to camp they IMMEADIATELY attempted to escape. They're a constant flight risk and prone to trouble.

So, they assigned someone to make sure they stay out of trouble.

That just so happened to be you, unfortunately.

You walk into the Big House, and see a short-ish, brown haired, heavy eyebagged kid- covered in scars and bruises.

They sit across the table from Mr. D- who is restraining him with grape vines. They see you and grumble a complaint... but they do leave with you, crossing their arms and glaring the whole time.

They're completely silent- following you to the required camp activities.

Do you start the conversation?

all interaction appreciated!

[harmonyloveangels1990]

Open Mind Control RP (Male, Female, or Futa)

Hana Uzaki had always teased Shinichi with her body and to get a reaction out of him. Something she had done for a little bit of fun, but also had a crush on him. Unfortunately, she had to put those feelings aside due to needing money. A lot of it to support her mom and sister.

She got into this little app that would sell pictures of her (blurring her face) in lewd outfits and positions, to make money. Unaware your muse is behind the app and used it to play a little mind control on her.

Hana has her phone in position and begins taking pictures. Unaware of the danger she would find herself in. "I can't believe I'm making $1,500 per pictures. At this rate, I might retire before graduating college."

((Have fun with her and break her))

[thread-starters]

Exquisite Biome

.an exploration for one or more.

Late at night, the programming gets downright esoteric. You've just been browsing, but this documentary--theoretically of real nature, but you've never seen animals or places like these--has you enthralled.

Relate these creatures to your companions. How strange do the details get before they become skeptical?

[another-argo]

Open Starter

*●let me be normal●*

Things with Argo had been quiet, which.. isn't usually a sign that things will continue to be good.

Argo felt bad for causing trouble- he really did. Andrew didn't deserve this bullshit.

But- Argo didn't deserve the constant memories; the constant reminders that he's no longer himself. The monstrous claws- scars that he's left on himself on every inch of his remaining skin..

Argo was sitting on the roof of the palace; which.. probably wasn't smart- but it's fine.

He has a handkerchief next to him, coughing up black goo and blood- and occasionally bone/porcelain.

He also has candles lit all around him.

"Please- anyone who's listening... just.. I want to be normal. I will do anything to be normal-" Argo begs, clasping their claws together in prayer.

Suddenly, all the candles extinguish- Argo squeaks in fear.

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT

(I love new interaction!)

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[worldsoflustandwonder]

A Couple's New Game (Open to Males or Females, MxF, FutaxF, FxF; NTR Warning)

Warning: This RP will have heavy focus on NTR, cuckoldry, and cheating. The role for the other person is the one being cheated on, with their knowledge or not. Please do not join if you don't wish to partake.

Sally smiled as she opened the door to the apartment she shared with her significant other. She had just gotten off work, and the nerdy redhead was eager to find her partner as she called [Y/N]'s name.

Once she found them, she rushed up and hugged them tightly. "Hey! So, I found something at work that I really thought we both should try!" she said, before thrusting a red game box in the other's face.

The box depicted three anthropomorphic adventurers, dressed in rather scant clothing and being attacked by a tentacled beast. It was almost erotic, not helped at all by the name "Lands of Luste; Erotic Fantasy Roleplaying Game".

"The shop had this in the back storage area, and I thought you and I could play it together!"