Plot- Eddie's had a rough day at work and heads out to a gay bar to let off some steam. He starts talking to your muse and they end up going home together, except neither of them expect after repeated hookups to want more than that.
Eddie had stepped into the bar less than an hour ago and was already two drinks in. His son was at a friend's house for a sleepover, so it allowed him to go out and blow off some steam. He stood at the bar, noticing the other man just a few steps away. "Hey, can I buy you a drink?" He asked him, a charming smile in return.
He's in one of his moods again. The kind of mood where everything pisses him off, everything makes him sad, and all he wants to do is see blood.
If you are to catch Hemlock on a good day he might try to help you in some way. Give you a free meal, hurt someone who's hurt you, heal your wounds, that kind of thing. Commit kind acts simply because he has the power to do so. On a neutral day the acts may be smaller, or you might just get brushed off as not worth his time. On a bad day... on a bad day he's practically a different person. Violent, unhinged, inflicting destruction for no reason other then he can.
Surely theres something wrong in his brain. Something that makes him feel so strongly. Makes him change so much. But he's only done something resembling therapy once, so he certainly won't be telling you the issue.
Now on this bad mood day, as he walks a sidewalk, dressed casually and trying to think of something to destroy, you bump into him. The drink you'd just purchased goes spilling all over his chest and over the ground. His red and black eyes, terrifying as they are normally with their appearance like a demonic shattered glass, are even more so as they glow with anger.
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yearning for some bodyguard x client plots… give me an up-and-coming celebrity and their reluctant security who thinks they’re too spoiled and paranoid for their own good. give me a politician’s daughter who tries every trick in the book to get away from her by-the-book handler. give me a lonely ceo who thinks everyone around them is overreacting when a threat seemingly arises, but they can’t deny the reassurance that comes with having someone around 24/7. forced proximity, high stakes, fake dating, adversaries to loves — so many avenues to go down, so many doors this could open!!
𓊈 ᵎ!ᵎ 𓊉 This roleplay character is an independent and fandomless muse crafted for fake-vz community, crossover friendly and semi-selective, activity varies, singleverse/-ship, mutuals only, please m&p dni, tysm!
𓊈 ♰ 𓊉 Born into a family that had spent generations caring for the dead, death was never something hidden from her. While other children feared graveyards and funerals, Vivienne Han (한) grew up among polished oak coffins, fresh lilies and whispered condolences. But her life changed forever at seventeen. On a rainy autumn night, a truck lost control and crashed into her family’s car. Her mother died instantly. Her father passed away hours later in the hospital. Curiously, her older brother survived the crash completely unharmed — a fact that has never stopped haunting her. For a few weeks Vivienne remained in a coma with dreadful dreams and a near death experience. When she awoke, she feels different … and she was able to see the dead. Over time, she learned that not all ghosts were the same. Some sought peace. Some sought revenge. Some refused to accept their deaths entirely. Years later, she inheriting the family funeral home from her beloved grandmother, together with her heedless brother. To the outside world she is simply a mortician. Only a few know the truth. Sometimes the dead still have stories left to tell and Vivienne is the only one who can hear them.
- Fluff (Platonic or romantic depends on the other person)
Flanagan grumbled under his breath, hes been in and out of his garage, almost all morning, trying to put up the bird house he made. His thoughts kept swirling around his head, with survivor guilt, after the brutal attack on his comrades, how he had to be discharged after getting shot in the eye and hiting his knee hard on a rock from impact, he knew he shouldn't feel guilty, he tried his best.
He lets out a sigh, and digs up the ground "damn knee... I swear I need to get this thing replaced." He grumbled out, in frustration. "Tsk, I should have cooked something instead of doing this damn shit."
❝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐝❞ independent and semi-selective portrayal of Nikos Bolivar, 28 years old globetrotter, born in albania, one of four siblings, right hand of the albanian mafia, a men with trust issues, with an iron will and a heavy hand, unafraid of the law
A man who has seen too much to trust easily, Nikos carries his past like a shadow, always present, never spoken of. Known as the right hand of the Albanian mafia better to say right hand of his brother Cristos, he operates with precision, silence and an authority that doesn’t need to be announced. He is driven by an iron will and backed by a heavy hand, someone who doesn’t hesitate when action is required. The law is just another obstacle to him and not a boundary. Cold, controlled, and calculating, Nikos moves through the world on his own terms and is about to change all the rules.
⎯⎯ ❝𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨❞ : mutuals only, german is preferred, fandomless roleplay character, mafia rp, triggerwarnings are included, fsk 21 +, activity varies, open for plotting and deep talk
hey, 33f she/they here. looking for an oc toxic relationship rp. i've got a couple of problematic m characters i'd like to flesh out and play against your f. (i could also be swayed towards fxf for the right characters.)
give me your entitled bratty characters, fierce bitches, girl next door waiting to be corrupted, or whatever tropes you're craving to throw into the toxicity. angst and smut is welcome!
i'm open to modern/slice of life, historical, post-apocalyptic, or cyberpunk settings.
discord or email is preferred, and i'm looking for someone with a similar writing style: third-person, past tense and between around 200-600 words per post.
Typically, whenever Kazimir is visiting another universe, it’s for work. Each time the mission is the same: find The Eternal shard, destroy it, and get out. While he doesn’t mind the routine, it doesn’t leave much time for actually enjoying the trip. Especially when he has to babysit his incompetent coworkers who have a knack for getting the whole group nearly killed. So whenever he has the chance to visit another world of his own accord, he makes sure he can enjoy it properly. After all, he can do practically anything he wants without consequence.
Kazimir smiles politely to the strangers that pass him by, each of them busy in their own worlds, ignorant of the fact that they’re currently in the presence of divinity. He doesn’t mind, though; he already has billions of people bowing to him back at home.
He seems to be on another version of Earth, which is always nice, given the familiarity. As a precaution, he had chosen to disguise himself as an average human, unsure whether or not this world was accustomed to the supernatural. He would much rather deal with the slight discomfort of tucking in his wings and keeping up an illusion spell than risk being captured by some top-secret organization that studied whatever they deemed to be ‘anomalous’… again.
Even so, after a few hours of exploration, he takes the opportunity to slip into the first empty alleyway he sees, making sure he’s out of sight from the street before dismissing the illusion. He sighs, removing his suit jacket and unfurling his wings before shaking them out. The breeze feels nice running through his feathers, especially after being stuffed into his jacket for so long.
He’s mulling over what he wants to do now that he has a feel for where he is, when he hears the distinct sound of footsteps approaching. His head immediately spins towards the noise where a figure stands, silhouetted against the entrance to the alleyway. His gaze locks onto the stranger, his eyes glowing faintly in the dark as he waits for the other's reaction.
I tried to leave wherever he was pretty vague so it works for most characters. Anyone is welcome to interact, ESPECIALLY IF WE HAVENT BEFORE! Feel free to use any character from any fandom, original or canon, even if I don’t know the media, that’s fine.
Also this is my first time posting one of these so uh sorry if it’s boring or generic, I’m just testing the waters.
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