an extremely selective independent account, featuring original muses. do not interact if you are under twenty one, have very little muses of colour, or zero black women. very sporadically written by taylor. ( 29, united kingdom )
catalogue. narratives. opposites. guidelines are under the cut.
* black women are so scarce in the rpc for some racist reason so replying to my starters with your black girlies will score brownie points with me!
001 . don’t follow / interact if you have only white muses , if you write extreme taboo subjects ( i think we all know what subjects i’m referring to )
002 . i won’t write against muses that are cops , feel free to still follow me i won’t disregard you as a mutual , i just don’t wanna write my muses against cops lmao .
003 . banned pairings : i won’t do romantic threads w fcs that portray siblings in tv shows . ie . samantha logan & michael evans behling / madelyn cline & drew starkey . platonic / sibling dynamics are fine though , drew starkey & madison bailey , rudy pankow & madison bailey , madelyn cline & stephen kalyn .
004 . i have adhd so i use double spacing bc it’s easier for me to read and follow along with, particularly as the thread gets longer. i understand that it’s outside of the norm but i’m getting so tired of people telling me it’s ableist to do so when i’m not using extra spacing for aesthetic reasons. it affects me outside of roleplay too. i used extra spacings in school, i no longer read as much as i’d like to bc books are only single spaced but i won’t continue to trauma dump lmao i just hate being labelled as ableist. with that being said, i unfortunately, am a people pleaser too so i will match format. if you prefer single spaced, i will put your needs before my own.
005 . my banned : ester exposito , selena gomez , mgk , jacob elordi , sydney sweeney , margot robbie , dove cameron , maggie lindemann , gracie abrams , olivia rodrigo , jessica alexander , madison beer , grace van patten , suki waterhouse , shawn mendes , camila cabello , alexis ren , jack gilinsky , taylor swift , social media stars ( leah halton is the exception ) , 2003+ babies & the deceased .
006 . please don’t like my starters, i get that you might wanna reply later on but it gets me hyped when i see a like just to never get a reply. so if you want to reply at a later time/date, please draft it instead.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ it isn’t clear when this nagging pull in his chest that made his jaw tighten started, but it’s impossible to avoid now. whether he wanted to care or not, he really fucking did. about to speak, his mouth is ajar for a moment before it’s slammed shut, head tilting to the side in contemplation. crazy, perhaps, but … no ! as much as the little devil on his shoulder wants him to give in, he should resist. ❝ that might not be the craziest idea. ❞ he says, absolutely folding to the temptation. ❝ you’re like … a sister to me. and i’m tired of all these losers getting way more than they should, ❞ he starts, coming to sit next to her on the couch. ❝ maybe i should be with them first and let you know if they’re worth your time. or just get a feel for them and fill you in. i mean, who knows guys better than an actual guy ? ❞
〝 oh, so you're actually insane? 〞she scoffs, eyes narrow as he takes fem's sarcastic idea too seriously, obviously ayla would never want her roommate to screen everybody she dated to make sure they were good enough for her. things would turn south almost immediately. brows furrow at the same time as a sharp pain shot through her chest as bram tells her ayla was like a sister, hadn't even thought about homme in a sexual or romantic way before so mind was confused on the brief current pain. ignores the feeling anyhow, focusing on the other foolish ideas leaving his lips. 〝 i'm not letting you pick and choose who i date, bram. that's actually fuckin' crazy. 〞harsh words fall from her lips but as male sits beside her on the couch, ayla still extends her legs over his lap, a testament to how comfortable and safe he continued to make her feel even if she wasn't particularly happy with him. 〝 i appreciate you . . but no, maybe i'll just be single. or hoe around. doesn't matter if they treat me like i'm disposable if i'm doing the same, right? 〞
sighs , “ you're not a terrible person . “ in fact , she's the best person he's ever known . the kindest - - the only one he's ever loved ( though , he hasn't yet shared that fact with tawni ) . and that's why all of this terrifies him . he knows she could have anyone she wanted , so why did she choose amari ? he trusts tawni , but he doesn't trust alex . “ but you two have a lot in common … what if you decide he's better for you ? ” doesn't like the idea of her being around someone who used to know her intimately ( and vice - versa ) .
there's a lazy grin on her lips, not because fem finds anything funny or that she deemed their conversation unserious but because tawni could tell that he was trying at the very least. he didn't want this to turn into an argument either. 〝 we did. it's why we were together. 〞she nods, acknowledging her past with alex. she wouldn't deny it, tell him how bad for each other they were to make amari feel better, it would only come across as if she was attempting to throw him off from being suspicious. 〝 i'm not gonna downplay my relationship with him because that wouldn't help either of us in the long run. we were good together and then after awhile we grew apart, so we broke up. 〞shrugs casually, stepping one step closer to the other. 〝 you know me, i always go after what i want. and i don't want alex, i want you. 〞
“ wasn't important ? ” amari huffs , arms crossing over his chest . he's wounded and it's written all over his features . “ you see this guy all the time and you didn't think i should know ? ” voice drops , “ are you still into him ? ”
〝 he's not important, is what i meant to say. 〞fights back an eye roll knowing it would only cause an argument, of course she took amari's feelings seriously but her current relationship ––– or lack thereof ––– with alex, wasn't so serious. 〝 okay, when you put it like that, i sound like a terrible person. but i swear, yeah, i see him a lot but we don't talk like that anymore. 〞pair were barely even friends, let alone more than that. 〝 it's just work. how bad the close was the previous night, how many guests we have, laughing and rolling our eyes over rude customers. that's it. i promise. 〞
〝 are you fuckin' kidding me, charlotte ––– him? no, absolutely fuckin' not. you think he actually likes you, he just wants to fuck someone like you because his family are losing all their political power and he's gonna be a washed up nobody in five years. 〞
jakob could… somewhat sympathize with mickey and her guilt. but he still didn't care too much. in the end, he still wasn't losing anything from this. if anything, he was really hoping dillon would beat it and get out of the picture so that he could finally have mickey to himself without having to hide her and having to be hidden in return. ❛ i'm not all that bad. ❜ he chuckled, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. ❛ don't get all defensive, mickey. you know i don't really like the dude anyways.. you don't have to fake nice in front of me. ❜ he truly did hate dillon, not because he was a bad guy… not directly. but he wasn't active enough in the relationship to keep her satisfied. clearly, not enough for her to not come to jakob to find what she was missing with him. ❛ i'd hope you don't think about him when i'm kissing you… or doing other things to you. ❜
mouth opens to retort claims of the fake sincerity she displays toward dillon but lips immediately clamp shut just as quickly as she realises that jakob wasn't wrong, if she truly cared about her boyfriend, she wouldn't be doing this dance with her best friend. besides, doing this guilty back and forth was taking time away from being with him. 〝 shut up, you know what i mean! 〞eyes roll playfully, leaning in toward homme, lips brushing his as fem looks up through thick lashes. 〝 i don't think about him when i'm with you, i don't think about anything but you. 〞brunette whispers as honest words leave her, the most candid and genuine mikayla had been in awhile. 〝 i just need you, jakob. 〞
❝ y'know, sometimes i wonder if you think at all. that's exactly what you should say to me. could you imagine if i worked with my ex and didn't tell you anything? i'd never hear the end of it. ❞
〝 well, if i saw him everyday i probably would tell you. we work opposite shifts, he does the days. 〞shrugs casually, understood why he was upset but he really had nothing to worry about –– wasn't as if tawni cared much for ex boyfriend anymore. 〝 i just . . i didn't want to worry you. i knew if i told you, you'd obsess over it when we only see each other for like, an hour, tops every other day. 〞
〝 i didn't tell you because it wasn't important. what was i supposed to say, oh by the way my ex boyfriend is my co worker? bringing it up randomly would seem weird and suspicious. 〞
hunter managed to hold a flat, unreadable expression on his face — but not without effort. he’d only been working for her family for a few months, yet zoey had managed to get beneath his skin faster than anyone he’d ever met. but he somehow instinctively knew that if he allowed even a hairline crack in his composure, she’d wedge her way into it and make his job more difficult than it already was. as if he wanted the god damn job any way. “i’m not getting paid to impress your friends.” he opened the passenger seat and the car began to chime impatiently. “i’m not getting paid to negotiate with you, either.” a pointed look. “get in the car.”
〝 oh, he's done it again, hasn't he? 〞red lips form a pretty pout as she whines, throwing up middle finger at her friends calling her to come back over. 〝 do not negotiate or accept bribes from zoey was written in caps and underlined in red, wasn't it? god, my dad will never ever trust me. 〞eyes roll before fem slips into the car, everybody respected her father way too much to ever listen to zoey's demands, it's why fem has had to irritate or intimidate her bodyguards into quitting without notice. 〝 okay, fine. zara is kind of a whore anyway and you're too cute to have to deal with that. 〞waves a hand dismissively, fem wasn't being degrading, zara knew what she wanted and zoey also loved that about her. 〝 can we go somewhere, though? aaron has his friends over and i really don't wanna deal with them. we can just go for food, doesn't have to be too crazy. 〞
〝 what the fuck is wrong with you? you don't get to embarrass me like that . . i'm not yours and i never will be. did you not think about how this could look, it's gonna get back to my brother that you apparently claimed me and he's gonna kill you. 〞
✧ open to: f/nb.
plot: hunter retired as one of the most prominent/prolific young players in the NHL after a career-ending injury. he now works as a personal bodyguard for y/m, hired by concerned family or team management? gimme the bodyguard (1992)-esque?
“you can hate me all you want, but you still have to get in the car. we’re leaving.”
〝 are you kidding? it's a party. i'm not leaving a party at nine - thirty. look, i get that my dad is probably paying you much more than you're worth but can you not be a bore for like, two more hours? it's lame. besides my home girl thinks you're cute so if you let me stay, i'll introduce y'all? 〞
〝 what the fuck is wrong with you? you don't get to embarrass me like that . . i'm not yours and i never will be. did you not think about how this could look, it's gonna get back to my brother that you apparently claimed me and he's gonna kill you. 〞