* 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐬 is a private, highly selective, multi-muse role-play blog. mutuals only. mature themes. runs predominantly on queue.
fandoms involved : Bridgerton, The L Word, Westworld, Vikings, His Dark Materials, Orphan Black, DC Comics,The Boys, Severance, The Wheel of Time, & original characters
highly affiliated with @coeurexpose
re-est. oct 2024. dragged reluctantly by 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐠. ( she/her. 30+ )
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐱. 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬.
muses list below.
ORIGINAL CHARACTER.
Elisabeth "Beth" Verne.
-> 40. Architect. Lesbian. Brat.
fc : Rebecca Ferguson
BRIDGERTON.
Daphne Bridgerton.
-> Duchess of Hastings. Bi-curious. fc : Phoebe Dynevor
Simon Basset
-> Duke of Hastings. Straight. fc : Rege Jean Page
Sophie Beckett
-> Benedict's wife. Straight. fc : Yerin Ha
HIS DARK MATERIALS.
Mrs Coulter.
-> Almost evil bitch with a daemon. Bi-curious. fc : Nicole Kidman
PEAKY BLINDERS
Grace Burgess Shelby.
-> Hot undercover agent. Irish. Straight. fc : Annabelle Wallis
"No, why would I...?" Butcher had an urge to downplay the situation, then he paused mid-sentence, knowing that this was wrong. He couldn't help himself when Becca was there and so remained silent for a while and just glanced back at her.
In her presence his features softened a little. Slightly but noticable. The water was now running clean from his hands and he turned off the tab. "He deserved it." Was he dodging her question? She asked him if he enjoyed hurting someone. Killing even but he wouldn't say a word about that anyways. "Yeah I feel better now.", he finally admitted.
Things should have been different between them if she hadn't disappeared with the biggest secret of her life - and the world too somehow. Becca wasn't even trying to label the new relationship they were experiencing right now. Was she even his wife anymore ? They could be complete strangers as much as she knew, but even decades couldn't wash away the affection she shared for Billy. It never faded away. In any circumstances.
"Mmhm..." she murmured lightly, not wanting to sermon him, that was a useless task. Deep down, she understood where all the rage came from. He needed to release it, and she would allow him. "Okay," she whispered with a nod, the hint of a smile on her lips. "I made you some sandwich, I figured you might be hungry." Her hand caressed his now washed hand and then she sat upon the stool. "I couldn't sleep anyway, I had to get busy meanwhile."
some blog around here actually blocked me 2 years ago, i don’t even remember why i just know we literally have the same muses lol which is fair but they’re still living in 2k23 and pissed at me still blocking me on all their new blogs and muses 🤷🏼♀️
also i don’t think anyone cares for me to be on this blog. i mean its not like i even write or anything. im not incriminating anyone it’s just a fact. Legit i wouldn’t follow my blog 😝 im just torn about it all. so we’re thinking