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hi guys,

i know i don’t OWE this explanation to anyone, but i want to give it anyway. i struggle with severe depression & anxiety on a daily basis and as such, it can be hard for me to write sometimes. i haven’t gotten around to some replies and some i’ve lost entirely because of tumblr and i am so sorry about that. but I AM here. i’m always here to talk.

please don’t ever hesitate to hit up my inbox with messages to talk or plot if you want to. 

i’m going traveling tomorrow for a week but i’m going to try my damndest to get back into writing on here and i’d love some plots, so feel free to like this and i’ll come to you, or come to me if you want. i’m always, always open to talk/plot. ❤

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Anyone want to roleplay something? Anything, lol?

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I haven’t been able to roleplay in a while because of this: Whenever I go to the tags, it just shows me ‘recent’ or ‘top’ ones but the recent ones only include like 10 posts. It just kind of pisses me off. Does anyone else have this problem? 

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i want to rp something! does anyone want to look through my muses and select one and i’ll write us something out or come plot with you? 

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𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡

“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”

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   jealous / possessive  meme

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

“ were you with him/her? ” 

“ why is she/he calling you? ”

“ do they know we’re together? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ i don’t want you seeing them anymore ”

“ did she/he make a pass at you? ”

“ i know you were with her/him ”

“ you belong to me ”

“ i can’t believe you were with her/him ”

“ i don’t like the way he’s/she’s looking at you ”

“im NOT jealous ”

“ i thought you only had eyes for me ”

“ he/she can’t make you feel the way i make you feel ”

“ you’re too good for her/him  ”

“is there someone else?”

“ you were flirting with them ”

“ they were flirting with you ”

“ i don’t want you talking to them again ”

“ i can’t stop picturing you with him/her ”

“ the thought of you with him/her makes me sick ”

“ tell me i have nothing to worry about ”

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so. *bites lip* anyone around? i’ve been gone a long time. i want to come back, but i’ve been missing muse a bit. but i want to try. 

[shootinstvrs]

open to: m/f/nb (aka anyone) muse: norah rajan background: norah works as a stripper. your muse could either be a regular client or a first timer at the club she works at and have paid for (or a friend paid for) a VIP room. could be fun, awkward, smutty, etc - i’m up for anything! 

“well well well…who do we have here?” norah asks with a grin, stepping into the vip room. “it’s nice to see you. i’ll be taking care of you tonight, so if there’s anything i can do for you, just name it.” the brunette coos, pouring a glass of champagne for her client, holding it out to them. “no need to ne nervous. what’s your name, baby?”

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Holden’s lips curved into a small smirk as the other entered the room. His eyes stayed on her face, establishing respect between the two of them. Holden was a little drunk, admittedly, and the paramedic was a little bit in his dark feelings after a 24 hour shift and no sleep. Anything to distract him. And well, even if he was paying for it, some company could be nice. A soft smile pulled at the corners of his lips as he accepted the champagne. “Holden,” he told her, letting his eyes sweep down her body then up to meet her eyes. “What’s yours?” His hand clasped the glass of champagne and he took a sip. “Nervous,” he mused, a soft chuckle leaving his lips at the thought of being nervous. “More like worn out and happy to be in your company,” he murmured softly. “How are you tonight?” The thing was, Holden genuinely cared. The job couldn’t be easy, or hell, maybe it was, he couldn’t pretend to know her. But he thought he’d ask just in case no one had asked her tonight. 

[amorcusly]

open to female muses aged 24+.

plot: fwb. based on this tweet lmao

“you couldn’t even text to ask me if i’ve eaten today?” asks felix. “not even a, ‘hi, felix. i hope you had a good night’s sleep’?” but he also endured a crowded train ride just so he could come to her place, as she asked, so it’s clear who’s the clown between them.

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raven was smiling a half smile as felix walked in the door of her house, lips pulling up into an amused smirk. but she was turned on, mostly, and a little tipsy from the two and a half glasses of wine she’d had, and was already running her hands along felix’s chest and biting her lip. “Did you really want me to waste time on formalities when I feel like I have to have you right now?” she asked, fingers working to unbutton his shirt.

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           “you know, you’d be the perfect subject for one of my drawings.” the male states with an ever so slight smile. “something i can turn into a painting and hang in my gallery to be exact. you have the perfect facial structure.” that was tidus’ own way of hitting on someone, he hoped he was getting his point across rather well. 

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“I can’t really argue with that,” Nathan smirked teasingly, a playfulness in his voice. He wasn’t really that cocky at all, but he could sure act like it. Nathan could tell the other was hitting on him and it had him smirking. “So you like my face, yeah?” he murmured, his smirk curving into a half smile as he met Tidus’ eyes. “Is that really what you want to do? Make me the subject for one of your drawings?” He bit his lip. “I’d be down for that, but something tells me you’re trying to make a point, and I could guess what that is but I think we’re on the same page here.” 

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heroinaddic​:

Elijah never really thought about the fact that he was always intoxicated, always high or drunk or a mixture of both. It normally kept these feelings at bay. He hated that it wasn’t working. He wrapped his arms around himself as he noticed Lucas’ presence, and when he sat across from him, his gaze found his hand. He didn’t make a move to take it, and he hated himself for not doing so. His question causes him to shake his head, thinking of his words for a moment. “I don’t know how to talk about it.” He admitted in a mumble. He needed to shoot up. To get himself numb. Maybe even overdose just so he could stop the ache.

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“I get that, I--I do,” he stumbled a little bit. He chewed on his lip for a moment as Elijah made no move to hold his hand and Lucas took his hand back and placed it at his side. “What do you want right now?” He paused, swallowing thickly. He stopped himself because the question was careless, as he could guess what Elijah wanted. “What can I do?” he asked in a smaller voice, hoping not to push Elijah away, meanwhile the rejection of holding his hand still stung, even though it was stupid to be upset about that, Lucas thought. 

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* waking up starters

send a symbol for your muse to wake mine by:

☀️ opening the curtains or blinds

🤗 touching their face

🧦 shaking their foot

🧡 kissing their forehead

🌤️ kissing their nose

💘 kissing their cheek

🌅 running a hand through their hair

🥞 bringing them breakfast in bed

🍳 cooking breakfast

🛌🏻 yanking the covers off them

🎵 playing music

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open to female muses aged 24+.

plot: fwb. based on that one tweet that’s like “she said ‘come f*ck me’ like i’m just a piece of d*ck 😤…..first of all im on my way” (no inc*st/stepc*st or cops, please)

“you couldn’t even text to ask me if i’ve eaten today?” asks felix. “not even a, ‘hi, felix. i hope you had a good night’s sleep’?” and yet, in spite of his complaining, he endured a crowded train ride just so he could come to her place, just like she asked him to

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rayne was smiling a half smile as felix walked in the door of her house, lips pulling up into an amused smirk. but she was turned on, mostly, and a little tipsy from the two and a half glasses of wine she’d had, and was already running her hands along felix’s chest and biting her lip. “Did you really want me to waste time on formalities when I feel like I have to have you right now?” she murmured, fingers working to unbutton his shirt. 

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SO guys I really am back today, I won’t be terribly active because I have to clean, but I really am here today :) So please like this if you want me to go through your opens and respond to one or two. If you have a muse of mine that you prefer please specify otherwise I’ll just pick.

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heroinaddic​:

A panic had set in, which was why he found himself closing himself in to the bathroom. His eyes close as he hears Lucas’s voice on the other side. He was worried that this wouldn’t be good for them, despite the knowledge that Lucas cared, and Lucas wouldn’t leave. Hearing his words, let me in, he found himself shifting away from the door for him to enter if he wished. Today was a hard day despite being fucked up entirely. The sting of loss was enough to sober him up entirely. He’d never shown the emotions around anyone, or at all since he laid his parents into the ground. He found himself sitting on the floor of the bathroom, pulling his legs to his chest as a comfort thing after he let the door crack, to give Lucas the opportunity to come in.

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Lucas was thankful that Eli opened the door, allowing him to come in. He wouldn’t push it any further if Elijah needed to be alone--but did he really want to be alone? He knew that Eli was having a hard day, he could tell just by being around him, not to mention the fact they were both clearly under the influence, and Lucas worried that Elijah wouldn’t want his company so he approached slowly. He bent down to sit on the floor and rested his knees against Elijah’s as he sat across from him. “Do you want to talk about it?” There was a soft plea in his eyes, but not a push. He wouldn’t push him. He extended his hand out towards Elijah, not sure if he would want the contact or not, and offered his hand for him to hold. Leaning his head back against the cool bathroom wall, he could sit there with Elijah forever, even in an emotionally compromised state. His heart swelled with pain and love for the other. There was this tiny worry in the back of Lucas’ mind that was actually sort of huge if he were to look at it, about Elijah’s drug use, but Lucas didn’t dare bring it up in the moment. He never really had. He always accepted him and he did, but the love he was now experiencing for the other made him anxious to think of the harm Eli could do to himself. 

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“Don’t hide from me,” Lucas tries to follow Elijah, sadness and worry clear on his face. Lucas presses his face against the closed door and shuts his eyes for a moment. Lucas is slightly drunk, and his head is spinning, but the emotions are sobering. “Let me in. It’s okay.” @heroinaddic​

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my characters are kinda in the mood for angst/smut. give this a <3 if interested & specify muse please!