you only call me

[callmecalling]

hi i’m d ~ this is an indie mutimuse sideblog that’s currently being revamped. interested in all things slice of life. smut is welcomed but not necessary. happy to go off of chem!

muses: 

kaitlin reed, mid-twenties, interior designer assistant | grace van patten 

lucy timmins, mid-twenties, faceless social media creator | sabrina carpenter

[theirwant]

open to: f/nb muses

plot + connection ideas: this plot.

the sun was beginning to set and he found himself where he usually ended up, on the room of their apartment building. peter sat there, motionless, until sun sank and the stars came alive - silently making his way to the fire escape by their place. a change in him recently, new abilities - new threats - and new emotions. darker, obsessive. their apartment was unusually dark but he could see them perfectly, their body silhouetted in the soft glow of a lamp, it made something stir inside him. seeing them so ... vulnerable. beneath his mask eyes shifted, turning to pools of black.

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it was as if the city had a target on her back. witnessing fights breakout in front of her, robberies, walking onto unsafe worksites, she feels like she's gone through it all. she would think its the city's way to tell her to move but just as things got bad there he was there to save her... but how? how was it possible that he was always there at the right time? "okay, i'll see you tomorrow ... my phone is dying." a little white lie left her lips before she hung up the phone so she could wind down for the night. she lit a few candles to set the mood with a playlist softly playing. the silk robe wrapped around her body slowly unraveled just enough to reveal a glimpse of the matching lace set she had on as she pulled her light linen curtains aside just enough to see the moon as she always does every night. "hm?" she hummed thinking she saw him but she's convinced she's only seeing what she wants to see. "why me?" she whispered to herself as she allows herself to fall back onto her bed. "i wonder where you are tonight ... i wonder if you think about me too."

[callmecalling]

the last few days have been crazy will be back to regular programming soon

[theirwant]

jensen laughs, returning her smile. " luke adores you, he rarely stops talking about you even when his mom is around. i think he's got a crush on you or something, " he was similar as a kid, though his babysitter's weren't nearly as stunning as mei. the road is dark, lit only by the line of streetlights along the sides. " really? that's so nice of you. april is gonna be gone for a while, family stuff back in england --- not to mention other things, " things hadn't been well for awhile, but mei didn't need to know that. " i think you're the angel here. i could always use a helping hand, thank you, " his hand moves before he thinks, coming to rest on her thigh and give it a reassuring squeeze. fuck her skin is so soft. " shit, sorry -- " his eyes widen for just a second as they move between her thighs and the road. but he doesn't move it yet.

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she nods listening to jensen, she never wanted to pry about family business, she was more than happy to help. "of course," she replies softly. mei freezes for a moment. catching her breath as the warmth of his hand settles on her thigh. her heartbeat races and her cheeks deepen in colour. the surprise was obvious yet her body began to crave more, her body quick to lean into his touch. "don't ... say sorry unless you mean it." she looks back at him wanting to see his expression as her hand places atop of his, slowly guiding him up her thighs as if it was an invitation to continue. "like i said i'm here for you." desperation laced in her tone as she squeezes his hand. "whatever you need, you deserve to be taken care of too, right?"

[theirwant]

muse: jensen ulric. open for: f / nb muses. plot + connection ideas: this right here, babysitter x the father ( age gap but please keep muses 21 and over. )

" thank you, again, for watching luke last minute, " jensen said, easy and thankful smile on his face as his eyes moved from the road for a second to catch her's. " i've got a difficult client right now and couldn't leave when i wanted, " he'd been lucky she was free and able to watch the boy until he could take him to his grandmother's house, which he did on their way to her place. " i hope he wasn't too much trouble, he's been cranky with his mother out of town. " he catches site of her legs, her skirt revealing more than he initially thought. his hand twitched on the steering wheel.

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“oh please it’s not a problem.” she reassured with him a smile, “maybe i’m just the lucky one because whenever i watch luke he is just the sweetest angel.” she has a few kids she babysits from time to time but luke was by far the easiest. her eyes trail from the road to him, a soft smile present but her heart beats fast for some reason she can’t explain. “you know…” she slowly finds herself shifting in her seat to look at him and face him better. a part of her wants to reach out and place a hand on his arm but maybe that's just crossing a line so instead she pushes a strand of hair behind her ear. “maybe if you need an extra hand while she’s gone or your client suddenly needs you — i’ll can be there for you.”

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Do you play with people who only use text?

of course

[callmecalling]

open to the following: significant other, friends with benefits or two people too afraid to admit their feelings, anything.

daisy hated the fact that the house party was filled with people she barely knew. she found herself in the corner, hand occupied with a drink and zoned out while swaying to the music that was playing a shitty throwback mix. her eyes lit up upon seeing the other, she closed the gap between them and whispered into their ear. "i missed you." follows a little laugh clearly indicating she's tipsy. her free hand lightly traces down their chest. "lets go on a little adventure."

[honeybeehimbowrites]

thomas saw a woman come out of the building, blonde, quite stunning. she gives him a wave and he waves carefully back. he watches as she places the bag in the backseat and then sit down next to him. "hey." he simply said as he took in her energy, as first impressions went this was pretty good. "i'm thomas." he said holding out his hand for her to take. "yeah, of course. my pleasure." he said with a little nod. "i appreciate it that." she was thoughtful that was a good thing, maybe his worries had been unwarranted. "well, there's no use in prolonging anything. let's get this show on the road." an extremely cliche thing, but he hadn't really built a rapport with kaitlin yet. he pulled away and started their long journey. "what do you do kaitlin?" he asked her, thinking it was a good idea to get to know her.

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she found herself smiling as she reached out to shake his hand. "i'm more of a hugger." she joked, "its nice to meet you, thomas." her hand lingered a little longer before taking it back and resting it on her lap. the bride was right - kaitlin found him attractive, it only made her think about how this little trip would unravel. her eyes focused on her road before the question allowed her eyes to trail back to him. "i am an interior designer assistant, practically a glorified secretary but sometimes they let me make big design decisions." she answered avoiding a dull answer. the last thing she wanted was to bore him on the long drive. "also a dog walker, occasional baker and i do love a road trip. what about you?"

[honeybeehimbowrites]

open to: f/nb plot: there is a strike keeping all airplanes grounded. our muses are strangers going to a mutual friend's wedding. the bride and groom has suggested they carpool since they live in the same city. the next few days they'll be stuck in a car together. commence the summer road trip. muse:  thomas mayhew, in his twenties, works as a freelance writer, christopher briney

thomas didn't love the idea of having to share his car with a stranger for the next few days. the groom, his childhood best friend had assured him that it would be fine and he wouldn't have suggested the road trip if he didn't think he would get along with the person he was driving with. thomas hadn't heard much other that they had a drivers license so they could also drive and he had been given a name and an address, but since thomas wasn't on social media he hadn't searched them up. thomas pulled up to the address five minutes before they had agreed upon. he hated being late, made him anxious. so he sat in the car, listening to the radio waiting for the person he would spend his next days on the road with.

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when kaitlin heard the news she almost didn't want to believe it. after a quick chat with the bride, she knew there wasn't much of an option but she was easily swayed after her glowing review of thomas. when she stepped accompanied by a carry-on bag, she's surprised to see the car already parked and instantly gave them a little wave before. placed her bag on the backseat and joined him in the passenger seat. "hi, i'm kaitlin," she greeted with a charming smile settling in, "i appreciate you letting me tag along." she smoothed the fabric of her sundress and buckled her seatbelt. "i also brought some snacks and water for the ride, you know, just in case."

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reverse starter call while i edit things !

[cherrique]

open to: f/nb - 21+ - very tentatively open to m

muse: luca reyes (hetero / bi testing, switch )

connection ideas: anything that feels fitting, t.boo welcome, please just specify the relation somewhere ! could be exes, together, connected to an ex, connected to a family member, full/half/step relatives...

gone to bed early, wiped out from his day at work, luca didn't expect to wake up again until the sun shone through his windows. so when the door to his room, the door he forgot to lock, opens, and all he can see is a blurry figure standing there, he can't help but groan as he picks his head up. "can i help you?" voice fogged with sleep, his head hits the pillow again and he tries to close his eyes to escape the light flooding his space.

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kaitlin slowly closes the door behind her as she slips into the room. a shy laugh escapes her tinted lips as she approaches the figure in bed. she knows she shouldn't be here but her mind was too occupied by many thoughts that led back to him. "we didn't get a chance to chat." the first thing pops up leaves her lips. despite the shyness building within her she pulls the blanket open and lays next to him. "luca ... i just need company."