#indie smut roleplay

[ldyinthewxll]

open too: M!21+

plot: idk matt and y/m fucked last night and now matt is having trouble sitting properly(whether that be from a spanking or smth else is up to you), so no plot.

connection’s: boyfriend, fwb, one night stand, anything really just no incest.

who: matthew miller, late twenties, homosexual, bottom, switch, veterinarian

dont like my starter unless were mutual’s and you plan to reply.

matt whinced as he sat down, shotting a glare at the man sitting across from him. “shut the fuck up.” the blonde spat. “you are the reason my ass hurts right now.”

[sincityszn]

open: f | mutuals and non-mutuals muse: kaleb barlow | 21-26 | professional hockey player connection: assume anything!

"I can’t not want you."

[createdbymightyscissors]

based on this nsfw gif

open to: f/m/nb (21+)

muse: maxine. mid 30s

plot: maxine gets a new dildo - a bigger dildo than what she was used to. your muse walks in to maxine’s orgasm taking over.

after a bit of working, maxine finally sat completely down on the dildo, taking the entirety of the toy inside of her. it was bigger than what she was used to, so there was a sense of pride in fitting it completely inside of her. she let out a soft moan as she wiggled her hips slightly, the pleasure immediately coursing through her entire body. she begins a rhythmic thrust of her hips as moans escaped her lips. her breasts bounce ever so slightly as she put the pad of a finger against her clit, even more pleasure coursing through her body as her bundle of nerves got the attention it needed. she let herself work herself up as her pace continued to quicken, bringing her closer and closer to her climax. just as it overtook her, she heard footsteps in front of the door she had conveniently forgotten to close. “shit,” she said, her thighs shaking, her back arching, her breasts bouncing as her hips bucked with pleasure, her juices running along the large dildo. 

[literarybaby]

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hi, i know i just made this tumblr, but i’m looking to dip back into rp. i thought i would do a quick about me and what i currently like to write about.

last time i was here, it was 2018 and now, i’m a corporate baddie by day, but by night…

my name is ang i’m 29, she/her, and my timezone is est. please only interact with me if you’re 21+ as i enjoy mature themes and mature content. i also barely can use this website/app bc luddite problems.

i love angsty ships and live for the drama. i like m/f , f/f or m/m ships - romantic or platonic. i literally have tons of ideas and head canons and would love to share or hear yours. i am down to write anything from slice-of-life to world-building something more fantastical!

i enjoy writing smut if the story takes us there. but honestly, what really gets me going is plotting and making new original characters and scenarios. chatting and sharing ideas and inspo is what keeps my muse going! so reach out to me! i would love to hear from you and share my discord! i hope you’re ready to see my pinterest board!

thanks for reading if you did!

[needymotives]

currently looking for discord partners who are into writing sm*tty things with a good decent plot! i’m down for almost literally anything and usually prefer to write females when writing sm*t, but am willing to use one of my boys too to expand my horizons ✨🍑

[theirmadness]

open to: anyone. plot: someone put a bounty on your character, and cooper is here to collect. he's always been good at making money. mild spoilers from the show.

❝ strugglin' ain't gonna do a thing but make this worse on you, sweetheart, so why don't you do us both a favour and quit it? ❞

not that he hasn't got his experience handling stubborn cattle, but he'd rather do this the easy way. the less energy he spends, the less puffs he needs. but of course, no one ever goes down easy. he supposes being lasoed by a stranger ain't too good a feeling. he wouldn't know about that, though. a good cowboy never gets caught that way, and cooper sure was the best goddamn cowboy around.

❝ this gonna go a helluva lot easier on both of us if you accept your fate. trust me, there are way worse things lookin' for your perky ass out there. you might consider yourself lucky. ❞ he flashes them a rotten smile, standing over their defeated body, one leg on each side. he has the rope around one hand, holding it firmly as he looks down at them. ❝ you gonna be good? i ain't beyond using my whip. ❞

[waitingforfracturedaddiction]

based on this nsfw gif

open to: f/m/nb (21+)

muse: maxine. mid 30s

plot: your muse finally wakes up to maxine completely naked after a one night stand.

maxine had been up for a while, sleepily watching the person next to her. the previous night was a blur, but considering she was naked, she imagined she had a good time. when they finally woke up, maxine softly stretched before running a hand over her large breast. “i hope i didn’t wake you,” she hummed as she moved closer and pressed a feather light kiss against the person’s lips. 

[vnturasbays]

somebody PLEASE PLEASE give me these two as fcs for a ship i am on my hands AND my knees begging (and shaking ass, on my thot shit) it can be here or discord! i'm good either way. like this post and i'ma come at you

[j-stfvck]

LIKE for a short smutty starter based off something in your wishlist

[letterstoyourmother]

based on this nsfw gif

open to: f/m/nb (21+)

muse: maxine. mid 30s

plot: maxine gets a new dildo - a bigger dildo than what she was used to. your muse walks in to maxine’s orgasm taking over.

after a bit of working, maxine finally sat completely down on the dildo, taking the entirety of the toy inside of her. it was bigger than what she was used to, so there was a sense of pride in fitting it completely inside of her. she let out a soft moan as she wiggled her hips slightly, the pleasure immediately coursing through her entire body. she begins a rhythmic thrust of her hips as moans escaped her lips. her breasts bounce ever so slightly as she put the pad of a finger against her clit, even more pleasure coursing through her body as her bundle of nerves got the attention it needed. she let herself work herself up as her pace continued to quicken, bringing her closer and closer to her climax. just as it overtook her, she heard footsteps in front of the door she had conveniently forgotten to close. “shit,” she said, her thighs shaking, her back arching, her breasts bouncing as her hips bucked with pleasure, her juices running along the large dildo.

[originalhandle]

"i don't know, i just hate sex it's disgusting i mean how can people just touch each other and kiss each other and - come here."

want to write a slightly unhinged male muse who is entirely reclusive and quite literally doesn't leave his house, not because he's afraid of people but because he thinks he's better than them.

he starts meeting up with the femme muse b who is just enamoured with him completely and will do anything to get his attention or have his hands on her and they indgule in some general depravity.

open to more taboo kinks like mommy kink for the dom, obsession, watersports, spitplay, substances etc etc

18+ only please dm for rp or like this post

[ldyinthewxll]

“come on.” oliver said while cocking his gun that was pressed against there temple. “bounce like a good little bunny.” he growled while leaning back on the couch as they bounced on his cock, despite how disinterested he seemed, oliver was incredibly turned on right now, he was enjoying watching them bounce on his cock while he held his gun to their head, the gun was unloaded, but of course they didn’t know that.

open too: m/f 21+ who?: oliver sinclair, hitman/bouncer at the moonlight lounge, bisexual, dominant. connection: (step) relative, person he’s supposed to kill, girlfriend, anything except mom plot: x

[sincityszn]

open: m | mutuals and non-mutuals muse: blake waldorf | 30-40 | principal connection: assume anything!

"this is the third time this week that you've been sent to my office, what is going on with you?"

[createdbymightyscissors]

based on this nsfw gif

open to: f/m/nb (21+)

muse: ros. early 40s

plot: ros wears a button up shirt without a bra and the shirt comes undone in front of an employee, bartender, stripper, random hookup, girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, best friend, best friend’s brother, etc., behind the bar where she's serving costumers.

ros knew she had been playing with fire when she wore the skimpy button up shirt without a bra, but she had worn the shirt plenty of times without a problem. she figured she would be fine, until she wasn't. she had been passing a beer across the bar when the shirt popped open, her breasts tumbling free. she was not expecting that, or the feeling it gave her chest and stomach. her eyes were trained to the floor as she tried to get the shirt button back into place, trying not to stare at anything else in the room.

[maximalcatpossible]

Nathaniel didn’t know what else to do. He had reached the end of his rope. He had bills to pay, a house to maintain, and a daughter to raise, and he was alone. He had lost his wife to sickness, and it took a role on both him and his daughter. Ever the bright heart, his daughter always tried to smile and be happy for him, even when he had late shifts at the police station.

However, a big concern occurred when parent teacher conferences occurred. His daughter’s teacher told him that not only was she failing grades, she had no friends, and she was being bullied. His daughter did a good job of hiding it such as hiding letters to parents or deleting phone messages from the school.

When Nathaniel confronted his daughter about this, his daughter told him something that absolutely broke his heart, “I didn’t want you to worry about me”. He had other worries concerning his job, keeping a roof over their head, and taking care of his daughter, but he hadn’t taken the time to help her where she truly needed it.

He felt ashamed of his short comings for the one person that was supposed to count on him he most. That’s when Nathaniel knew he couldn’t truly do this alone. He didn’t have time to be dating, let alone searching for someone. Dating sites were no help, he had tried it before to no success. That’s when Nathaniel was suggested the mail order bride program.

Nathaniel didn’t know what he was looking for, but rather someone looking for him. He was matched up rather quickly. He tried to be straight forward, saying he needed someone to help him raise his daughter, to teach her things only a woman could. He could cover all the expenses and travel.

It would take nearly a year, but Nathaniel would fly someone to his hometown. Waiting at the airport, Nathaniel questioned what he was doing, holding a sign with the name of a woman who would be his bride to help raise his daughter? It was unheard of. There was no going back now once Nathaniel saw her at the tops of the escalator. He approached to meet at the bottom, still holding he sign.

“You came”, Nathaniel told her once she was at arm’s length.

[needymotives]

looking for discord partners who are interested in writng sm*tty / t*boo threads back and forth! i prefer writing m /f ( with me writing female ), but i do write f/f as well! i do not write m/m.

my muses and wishlist will be linked below to give ideas on what i like to write / who i write !

please LIKE if interested and i'll dm you for your discord !!

muses. wishlist