"Welcome to the Game!"

Multi-Muse rolplay account for WTTG 2 and Scrutinized. Muses are 20+ snd Mun is 20

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Rules and About

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1GFrFqft0hsJYtWWRrNU_7UZuJ-rJWZ7Httysrf1vd-8/edit?usp=sharing

Hello. I live.

[silvervlf]

 “Its nothing dangerous.”

Understatement when there was something like a bio weapon a few streets away chasing the both of them, alas its not like Nikolai is in the mood to deal with it when there is no money involved.

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Another long stare. It wasn’t unusual for the man to be rendered as such, but it was unusual for his silence to be caused by absolute, unbridled fury.

“- Seriously?” He could only get out. At first, anyway. Giving another glance behind him, seeing the fucking monster racing towards them did loosen his tongue significantly, though.

“Are you fucking SERIOUS?! Do I look like I can fight worth a fucking damn?!” He gestured at his skinny stature. “A fucking old man was able to easily hold a knife to my fucking throat!”

[silvervlf]

 “Its nothing dangerous.”

Understatement when there was something like a bio weapon a few streets away chasing the both of them, alas its not like Nikolai is in the mood to deal with it when there is no money involved.

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Clint stared at Nikolai with clear disbelief as he kept running besides him. He would have felt offended if he hadn’t been absolutely terrified. Instead, he struggled to speak. God, thank fuck he’d spent so much of his time running, from the 8 fucking flights of stairs it took to get to his apartment to just running in general for his tendency of being late because he got too involved in what he was doing and forgot he had other things to do.

“I- It- What?!” he could only manage, but his expression said more than enough.

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@shehowlie

Adam scrolled through his sea of notifications, much to his Clint’s chagrin.Tonight was date night, after all and while having your partner be on their phone the entire time was irritating, it was also worrying to Clint just how much Adam tried to shove onto his plate. The man liked to go hard into everything. He liked to put everything he had into his work.

After a few small attempts to get his attention, Clint reached out and gently tapped Adam’s wrist. Adam’s head snapped up, blinking, snapped out of his work focused trance. He bit his lip at seeing Clint’s loving, but slightly annoyed expression.

“Honey, we agreed. No work on date night.” He reminded gently, rubbing the other’s wrist and as far as he could reach with his arm stretching out. Adam actually smiled sheepishly, a rare moment of vulnerability.

“Sorry, love.” He apologized. Clint shook his head with a soft sigh.

“It’s fine. I’m gonna go get myself a Grasshopper.” He said before heading up towards the counter. Waiting there, his gaze flickered towards a man nearby. He looked kinda cute. It was too bad his attitude was incredibly far from his attractive body. Pretty much acting like a skeevy fuck, hitting on woman after woman.

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@gas-stxtion

Clint rubbed at his face and sighed as he reached the gas station. He’d been walking for so long, it must have been at least a little over a mile that he’d been dragging his feet, trying to find a gas station after his car had run out of it in practically the middle of nowhere. 

He pushed the door open and walked inside. The smell was awful, but then, he’d always been sensitive to smells. Or- rather- sensitive to everything.

Glancing around, Clint blinked in surprise at the inside. Jesus Christ, this was perhaps the dirtiest fucking place he’d ever seen in his life and he’d lived in New York!

“Uh- Hello?” He asked timidly, pulling his hand quickly away from the dirty handle. The albino man shone like a diamond, almost glittering under the fluorescent lights. 

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Clint jumped slightly at the question. He honestly hadn’t been expecting a response, even though the lights had been on. He just wasn’t thinking straight.

“Uh- Yeah. Yeah. I- I’m just-” Clint struggled to put his predicament into words that weren’t comprised of incoherence and bone chilling terror. He scratched at his arms. The resulting red marks burned bright, the agitated skin popping a spectacular crimson hue. The resulting outcome was an almost beautiful candy cane, comprised of flesh and bone. 

By the time Clint had almost scratched himself raw, he seemed to find his voice. Well, enough to relay what happened. 

“My car ran out of gas and I’ve been walking at least a mile and I’m pretty sure something is following me and it was big and it didn’t look human and-”

Clint was getting wrapped up in himself. The young man was clearly terrified the more he explained what he’d been through. His fragile mind was becoming his own undoing. Clint wasn’t strong, that much was absolutely certain, no doubt about that. His intelligence was all he had, but now it was actively destroying him from within.

“-And- And-”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaand there he goes! He’s gone, he’s fucking fainted! He crumpled up like a poor little puppet with its strings cut. A tiny, occasionally shuddering ball, like a star in the night sky. He was paler than the tiles of the floor he now lay on.

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@staticbuck

"My good sir, we've all done something terrible," the radio demon exclaimed laughing, accompanied by the sound of an invisible audience breaking out into laughter. "Now, what exactly are you referring to?"

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Clint glanced around, searching for the sudden laughter that had seemed to spontaneously erupt all around them. His expression turned from confusion to shame at the radio demon’s return to the subject with the question. He fidgeted almost nervously.

“I- I let someone die.” He mumbled. He squeezed his eyes shut and even though he couldn’t see the other’s expression, he turned his head down at the floor. He shifted from side to side.

“It was her or me. I was trying to save her, but when I got the chance, I was given a choice. Her or me. And- I chose me.”

[bigidiotenergytm]

“… thank you. for helping me.” by all means, THEY DIDN’T HAVE TO. here at the farm, hard work was honest work. arguably harder than his… previous job, but the weight that’s been lifted is no longer holding him down. THINGS WERE BETTER NOW. here at the farm. waking up to the rooster’s call. taking care of the horses, the cows. it was a life he didn’t deserve. john… knew that. but every day. every single day, HE WAS GRATEFUL. grateful for it, and grateful he could live. live, and remember.

that was all he wanted.

so now, the day’s hard work was done. the other individual— they had only planned on staying for the night. john let them, in exchange for a few of the easier chores. but now that was done… IT WAS TIME TO PART WAYS, wasn’t it? it was noon. they stood on the house’s deck. only land for miles around them. only animals to hear them. it was hard work… but it was honest work.

more moments in strained silence. then, a swallow. “you don’t… have to leave.” he would very faintly suggest. REST NOW. rest, and live your days like he.

OPEN - john wick retirement verse

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Clint smiled at the man, even as he fidgeted around just a bit nervously. It wasn’t that he was anxious around the man. It was just that he was anxious around pretty much everything. Who wouldn’t be, after everything he’d seen from his days as an investigative reporter on the deep web? Not that he’d fully retired, he was just taking a break.

Having used the money he’d gained from his years on the deep web, Clint had more than enough to move away from the bustling life of New York. It was true that sometimes he missed the hurry of the city and it had taken some adjusting to get used to the absolute quiet that surrounded him, but he had, for the most part, at least.

Clint had originally been on his way to the nearest town to rent an apartment when his car ran out of gas. Forced to abandon it, Clint had been walking for a long time before he came across the farm. At that point, it was getting dark and Clint was tired, tired enough to risk an awkward social encounter if it meant he got to rest somewhere that wasn’t on the ground. Don’t get him wrong, he loved watching the stars, but that didn’t mean he wanted to sleep under them without any shelter.

“Heh- Yeah. Uh- Thank you for your hospitality. I- I really appreciate it.” Clint mumbled softly, running a hand through his soft, fluffy hair. He was starting to turn away when he heard the other speak.

Freezing, Clint didn’t move for a long time. He didn’t speak either, not for a couple of minutes. He just stared straight ahead, though he wasn’t really seeing anything.

“Uh- You- You mean that?” He asked shyly as he turned back to the other, apprehensively. He knew he wasn’t the strongest man. Far from it, actually. He wasn’t that good at physical labor, which wasn’t really a good match to be living on a farm.

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@gas-stxtion

Clint rubbed at his face and sighed as he reached the gas station. He’d been walking for so long, it must have been at least a little over a mile that he’d been dragging his feet, trying to find a gas station after his car had run out of it in practically the middle of nowhere. 

He pushed the door open and walked inside. The smell was awful, but then, he’d always been sensitive to smells. Or- rather- sensitive to everything.

Glancing around, Clint blinked in surprise at the inside. Jesus Christ, this was perhaps the dirtiest fucking place he’d ever seen in his life and he’d lived in New York!

“Uh- Hello?” He asked timidly, pulling his hand quickly away from the dirty handle. The albino man shone like a diamond, almost glittering under the fluorescent lights. 

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Hey, glad to see that you're back!!! I hope you're doing well!! <3 Idk if you remember 'cause it has been a long while, but I'm the mun of devourer-of-god, rookwxtcher, gas-stxtion, blackwell-and-linwood, and neverfeelthetrigger!!! I just wanted to hop in and say you're good in regards to my rules--if you ever want to interact again feel free to hit me up!! :D I might end up sending a prompt or two if you're okay with it!! :3c

[Absolutely! Give me the prompts! All the prompts! SOON I WILL BECOME A WRITING GOD!]

[Anyway, I am always up to plotting! My DMS are open!]

[justanotherrpmeme]

Random Starters

“You’re never going to hurt them again” “They really care about you” "I’ve heard great things” "I think you know that’s not what I meant” "What you went through was something that should never have happened” "I do not report to you” "Wow, you’re so talented” "Please tell me you’ve got embarrassing stories to share” "What does that mean?” "Oh, you’re just too pretty” "I love you” "It’s nice to see you again” "You disgust me” "You deserved so much better” "Your past doesn’t have to control you” "It is an honour to meet you” "You’re brave, I’ll give you that” "You’re a rare person” "Seems like you’re having a good time” "You’re ridiculous” "You’re sickeningly cute together” "Is this getting you off?” "It’s fine, I promise” "Thank you, for all of your assistance” "Oh god, I’ve had way too much to drink” "I can’t believe it’s taken this long for us to meet” "I promise, I didn’t touch anything”

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  fluffy  dialogue  prompts  so  soft,  so  sweet,  just  for  you!  )

❛ i just wanted to make sure you’re okay. ❜

❛ there it is, there’s that smile! ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ aw, did you miss me? ❜

❛ you’re lucky that you’re cute. ❜

❛ wait, you think i’m cute? ❜

❛ you’re not alone. you never were. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ good morning, sleeping beauty. ❜

❛ it’s better with you here. ❜

❛ don’t worry, i’m staying right here. ❜

❛ you’re welcome to stay, if you want. ❜

❛ don’t be a stranger, okay? ❜

❛ i haven’t laughed like this in a long time. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ you can hold my hand, if you want. ❜

❛ i knew you would be here. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ before you do anything, try this and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ wow i really can’t speak, huh? must be because of how pretty you look. ❜

❛ we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want. ❜

❛ what, am i not allowed to look at you? ❜

❛ i’m not giving up on you. ❜

❛ is that my shirt? ❜

❛ this is a good look for you. ❜

❛ pinky promise? ❜

❛ c’mere, you. ❜

❛ honey, i’m home! ❜

❛ you remembered? ❜

❛ you’re my family too. ❜

❛ let’s go somewhere, just you and me. ❜

❛ i’m here for you. don’t forget that. ❜

❛ you’re the only thing that matters. ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ i was worried something happened to you. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ relationships are built on trust, and i trust you. ❜

❛ you always see the good in people. even me. ❜

❛ do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are? ❜

❛ nope, puppy dog eyes aren’t going to work this time! ❜

❛ thanks to you, i know what it means to love again. ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ i’m just glad you’re okay. ❜

❛ here we are, home sweet home. ❜

❛ thanks for being here with me. ❜

❛ seeing you happy is all that matters. ❜

❛ keep it. it looks better on you. ❜

❛ i couldn’t stop missing you if i tried. ❜

❛ you feel like home to me. ❜

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The Start of a New Life

Hello. Here’s an obligatory Starter Call to get things lively around here again. Like, reblog, comment, all that good stuff. If you’re a multi muse, make sure to comment who you’d like to use and who you’d like to role play against!

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So I've got a question about Adam. Your Adam, I mean. What's his deal with Clint? Is it like, 'we don't like each but if one of us died we'd be sad because oh damn my rival is dead' or something else?

Adam hesitated as he looked over the question. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, at the ready to answer, even if his mind wasn't. Frowning, he would start a response, stop it, start a response, stop it and around and around the cycle went, until he decided to give as much of the truth as he was comfortable with.

"I hold a lot of respect for Clint. He's smart, even if he has the strength of a fetus still in the womb. I like seeing what his moves are, reacting to my own. He's interesting and very entertaining to watch. He makes for good money."

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Is Adam kinky in bed?

Adam frowned as he stared down at the question. He read it. Then he read it again. He repeated this a few more times before sighing and leaning back in his seat, shaking his head. Maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to open himself up to being asked questions on the Internet. For free, at least.

Eventually, after a long time of contemplation and questioning how much self respect he was willing to sacrifice, Adam sighed again.

"I can be. Usually my partner and I draw up a contract so we both know what the other likes. Honestly, sex isn't just about fucking each other. It's about sharing an intimate moment between two people who love each other and feel comfortable enough to share that love, to trust that the other won't hurt them."

Adam leaned back after giving his explanation, allowing himself a light chuckle and small smirk. Such a romantic.

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*gives blog cpr* come back! COME BACK!!!

//I LIVE

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@wretchedwaters continued from here!

“I’m not lying! You’re- You’re not a monster! You’re not! And I’m not leaving. Not even until after you believe that you’re not a monster, because I want to make sure you don’t relapse.”

Clint got down on his knees, as if he were in the middle of prayer. His large, wet eyes gleamed up at Salvatore as he reached for the other’s hands to take into his own. 

“Please...Please...”

In the back of Clint’s mind, he wondered how many others had been in the position he was now in, only to beg for their lives.

He pushed that thought away. No. He wouldn’t entertain that notion. If Salvatore wanted to kill him, he would have done so on sight, wouldn’t he?

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“Of course. Of course I’ll hold you.”

No hesitation. No concern, no fear. Just affection. Sweet, tender affection. Clint gently pat the other man’s back, a bit tenatively. He didn’t want to hurt the other man, after all.

“There, there. It’s okay.”

[severass-snape]

Peter squinted his eyes underneath his mask, a headache instantly brewing at the suits malfunctions. “S-sorry!!” He grinned beneath his mask, vision completely obliterated. He was looking to get back to Stark Towers but it wasn’t going well.

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“Ah...Okay.”

Clint felt useless, his expression turning dour. He looked down with a sigh.

“Sorry...”

Clint looked back up when the other asked him the question. He looked between Spider-Man and towards where Stark Towers was. He hummed thoughtfully.

“30 minutes? I dunno. At most an hour.” Clint held out his phone again.