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hey babes!

i'm grace, going by gracie or leah (as i somehow made leah my name around here-)

i'm the writer of crybabyteqrs, i'm 22 and in GMT+1 timezone. i'm always looking for new threads, as i'm a sucker for new writing partners, so feel free to shoot me a message or reply to one (or more) of my open starters!!

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you may know me from my 'old' blog slutzghcst. tumblr shadowbanned me and i decided to make a new blog and everything!

i'm hoping to find new partners to write, so if you're intrested in plotting hmu!!

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while i'm fixing my blog i’d love to have some replies to my open starters!! feel free to respond to any of them!

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open to | all! muse | bailee thornton.

you dont need an outer banks muse!

"what would your friends say if they’d know where you’re at?” it wasn’t a secret that their friends didn’t like her. she was a kook after all, but not only this; she was topper’s sister. topper did a lot damage and someone everyone thought bailee was just the same as her brother. she wasn’t innocent for sure, she could be a bitch but she’s never do things like her brother. “i’m sure they wouldn’t be happy with you.” a small giggle escaped her lips as she looped her arms around their neck, bringing them a little closer to her, eyes never leaving theirs. “i’m happy that you decided to come to the party tonight, it'd be boring without you here.” her voice was quiet, almost a whisper as her gaze dropped to their lips. they've been sneaking around for some time now and she knew her brother would kill her if he found out, but she kinda liked the thrill she got out of this situation.

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open to | females! muse | miles.

“Calm down, jesus.” Miles wiped the blood of his cheek, before resting his hands on his knees. He turned to look at her, head shaking slightly. “He's not dead, I didn’t hit him that hard. He's unconscious — he got what he deserved.” He gazed at the male once again, tilting his head to the side slightly while chuckling. He knew he was losing his mind slowly, he started to take drugs again, couldn’t control himself in some situations and he had his breakdowns. All in one he was fucked up but he didn’t even try to change it anymore. He tried, but he started to think it was too late for him so he decided to live with it. “Aight', we should get out of here before anyone sees us. You shouldn’t get involved in something like this.”

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open to | males! muse | valerie.

plot based on this.

“Hey baby.” A small smile made its way onto Valerie lips as she walked up to him before wrapping her arms around him. They were at a party, which meant they had to pretend to be a couple again. Valerie asked him a few weeks ago, as some creepy dude didn’t want to leave her alone. Even with her 'boyfriend' the other seemed to run after her which was why the two still had to go with the plan. At first she was scared to ask him, scared that he’d say no. After all it wasn’t something you just asked someone. She pressed her lips against his cheek, before sitting down onto his lap. She made sure to keep a little distance, after all it would be enough if the others would keep thinking they’re together. There was no need to get closer, at least for her. It was kind of normal after doing it so often but sometimes she couldn’t help but feel nervous around him. She had no idea why, they weren’t as close as they seemed to be. They were kind of friends but only when someone was around they seemed to be really close but actually they didn’t spend so much time together. She left one arm wrapped around him loosely, shifting slightly on his lap before looking at their friends who were discussing if they should play some dumb party game.

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open to | females! muse | milo.

“he’s treating you like shit!” milo exclaimed, while pulling her into the room with him. it was supposed to be a chill day, just him with his friends. he didn’t mind that she joined him, she was the girlfriend of one of his friends after all. he’d liked her since third grade, but they always stayed as best friends and nothing more. he hated to see her with other guys but he was too scared to admit his feelings. and now it was too late. “tell me how many times did he ditch you for some other girls? how many times did you two fight, and how many fucking times did you forgive him even if he does it all over again?” he asked, shaking his head while growing a little frustrated with her. she didn’t deserve this, she didn’t deserve this kind of relationship.

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open to | all! muse | hailee.

Hailee took her eyes off them, looking everywhere around the room but not at them. She could feel herself getting even more nervous, the confidence she had ten minutes ago was completely gone. “You know— I– Well…” She took a deep breath, not being able to get a proper sentence over her lips. She shook her head and for a second she thought about giving up. A hour ago she was convinced she could do it and now? She was unsure if it was a good idea. It was only a question tho, what could possibly go wrong? Besides the fact that they could thing that she's a creep and will hate her forever. “Okay— I don't know how to say this but… Every time we’re at a party together or out together, I see you with… you know–,” she stopped for a second, eyes finally looking at them again. Only for a short second before she continued talking. “making out with someone? Or like flirting with someone and they’re like blushing and everything— I just–.” The blond bit down onto her lip softly, once again taking a deep breath. “I wanna know how you do it— Means… Means can you show me? Or like teach me what I have to do that others look at me the way they look at you?” As she finally managed to get the question over her lips a sigh escaped her mouth. She still didn’t look at them, too scared of their reaction. She wasn’t exactly experienced in those things but she wanted to get into it, and they seemed like the best option to ask for help.

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open to | females! muse | miles.

plot based on this.

Miles' eyes were fixed on his friend that was flirting with his girl. Well- technically she wasn’t her girl but he's always been rather possessive over her and seeing her there, all giggly with this dude made him somehow angry. Jealous. He hated to show his feelings, he never did except if they were alone. But he couldn’t help his feeling in that situation. He threw away the red plastic cup, before making his way over to them. “Hi- may I interrupt you both?” He asked, a smile on his lips before he rolled his eyes. He took her hand, not really caring what the others said before pulling her away. “What the hell are you doing?” He asked, dragging her into an empty room.

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open to | all! muse | brooklyn.

“Come on, please pick up.” Brooklyn had a fight with her boyfriend, or well now maybe ex-boyfriend. She had no idea how exactly it happened, it was way too fast and the realisation started to kick in just now. Shaky hands pressed the green button on her phone, before bringing it up to her ear. She felt the cold raindrops on her skin, making her shiver slightly. She hated to be out when it’s dark but right now she had no other option. She had no idea why she decided to call them, it was kind of her first thought. She could’ve just went home but she didn’t feel like being alone, she figured it would make everything worse as she’d probably start to overthink and everything. “Come on.” she repeated shakily, getting scared that they wouldn’t pick up. She made her way over to their house, not knowing what she would do if they wouldn’t be at home, but she needed to see somebody.

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open to | females! muse | elijah.

“Did your boyfriend leave you alone or why are you here, princess?” Elijah’s head turned slightly to look at her, eyebrows raised. After he saw her with this dude he couldn’t help his massive jealousy coming up. It was a small party, thrown by one of their friends. He, however, didn’t feel like being there after seeing this boy eye-fucking her. They weren’t together, but Elijah knew they had something. Even if there only were a few hookups at parties, it wasn’t like with other women. And that’s when it started to get complicated for him. “I'm not in the mood for any of your games, i'm not a toy you can use if he doesn’t give you enough attention.” He said as he turned his head away again.

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open to | all! muse | valerie.

plot based on the third one.

“Why do you keep trying to break me?” Valerie’s voice was quiet, as she looked at the other. A few weeks ago she dumped them, finally she had the courage to take this step. Finally. But now? She found herself in the same situation as before, sitting with them, listening to the dump explanations. She was done, but deep down she still had feelings for them, she hadn’t had the strength to say 'fuck you' once again. “I'm done with you, I already told you. Why are you here?” She asked, frowning slightly. She stayed with a friend the last few weeks, she was sure they wouldn’t find her there. “How do you even know that I'm here?”

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open to | females! muse | logan.

plot based on this.

Logan just waited till she passed the room he was in. He waited for the girl, with who he made out a few days ago. Unfortunately he couldn’t see her much till then, mostly because he spent most her time with her boyfriend. Even if it was Logan’s best friend, he knew he could be a better boyfriend for sure. And deep down he was more than sure, that she knew it too. As soon as the brunette saw her walking in his direction, he grabbed her by her wrist, pulling her with him into the room. “Well, aren’t you enjoying yourself?” Logan asked with a smirk, closing the door behind her just to press her against it in the next second.

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open to | all! muse | violet.

plot based on this.

“shit shit shit.” violet exclaimed, sitting up in her bed quickly, pulling the blanket over her legs. her eyes were wide as she stared at her phone. this couldn’t be happening, she didn’t want to send that picture to them, it was a big mistake. when she saw that they had opened the snap, she threw her phone onto her bed next to her, squeezing her eyes shut. “no, no, no.” the blonde shook her head repeatedly, flinching slightly when she felt her phone go off. great. carefully she took her phone again, unlocking it just to see that they’d send a snap back. this couldn’t be happening, it was really embarrassing. taking a deep breath she opened the snap, eyes widening at what she saw on her display.

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open to | all! muse | brooklyn.

plot based on this.

“We should really stop doing this.” A small laugh came over Brooklyn's lips as she took a sip from her cup. About 15 minutes ago the two were screaming at each other, having a huge fight about their relationship. She wasn’t sure what they were, but whatever it was it wasn’t healthy. But in those situations all they did was to drink, or to take drugs. Just like now. She sat up onto the bed, hearing the loud music from downstairs. Right now she enjoyed it to be alone with them more than being with the others at the party. “How do we always get in such situations?” she asked, slightly leaning over to them, tilting her head to the side slightly.

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open to | all! muse | nic.

nic walked out of the summer house, a huge smile on his face when he saw them. the last years he wasn’t able to go to the house in summer, but this year he wanted to be there again. he missed the old times, he missed spending the summer with one of his best friends. “you have no idea how much i missed you!” he exclaimed, walking over to them to wrap his arms around them. it was definitely something he had missed, more than everything. “you have to tell me everything that has happened the last years, okay?” he said, while pulling away.

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open to | all! muse | valerie.

plot based on this.

“You were right.” Valerie breathed, her eyes never leaving the wall behind them. She couldn’t look them into the eyes, and if she was being honest she didn’t even wanted to. “You break everything you touch.” Val couldn’t help but laugh quietly. She felt pathetic, she could’ve easily prevent all of this if she'd stay away from the very beginning. Instead she fell in love, became attached to them and now was the point where she regretted all of this. Not the time they spent together, just the fact that she still loved them. Even if they hurt her.

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open to | females! muse | caz prescott.

you dont need a scream oc!!

“You know, getting away with all these murders was the easiest part, and i really thought cops aren’t that dumb, but i guess i was wrong about that.” Caz had a small smile on his lips, his voice was soft even though his words weren’t. “No one even suspected me, all i needed to do was to shed a few tears and everyone around me tried to comfort me, tried to me there for me.” The brunette chuckled quietly, taking a few steps back to lock the door behind him. “It’s much easier to manipulate people than i thought it was. I mean, how long did it take you to trust me, hm? Everyone told you to be careful who you trust and still you stayed with me- and the most funny thing; you stayed with the killer who killed people you know. Dramatic right?” Caz shook his head, taking a few steps towards her. But don’t worry tho, i won’t hurt you. I could never hurt such a pretty face like yours.” He purred, letting his fingertips brush against her cheek. “Well, not yet at least.”