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❤️penned by b❤️indie SELECTIVE  role play account  disclaimer. im not these faces you see here

[daringsunflowers]

I usually do not reply to mobile blogs. As my rules state I don’t like seeing a messy dash of uncut things.  There will be triggering content on my blog and while i try to tag it sometimes it may be missed. Occasionally I will queue my replies if i get over 20 so I dont get overwhelmed. I did get a new muse page however I do still have some muses I write with that arent on it.. 

RULES • BANNED •. MUSES • STARTERS  - WANTED OPPOSITES  - PLOTS

In order to keep my sanity, unless we have spoken about a certain thread/ship,   anything replied to over a monthor so ago will probably be dropped or not replied to. I am more than willing to start new threads or even if you talk to me about the old ones we may continue them. However I do suffer from adhd and unfortunately it is a little harder for me to stay interested in things that take months to respond to. I am aware we all have lives. I myself take my time and even on occasion take hiatuses for months at a time. Just come talk to me if you are unsure if you should still reply or if you want to keep something.

[monikastuff]

i'm still not over how they didn't end up together #KlarolineForever

"However long it takes."

[daringsunflowers]

I truly miss writing sometimes.

[matchesburnt]

plot : fwb ? exes that keep hooking up ? friends who hooked up for the first time but been pining forever ? i dunno go crazy go stupid

open to : m / f / nb !

the sheets are still wrinkled around his hips , exposing sweat slicked skin the cold air that still seeps through the big windows to his left . " you can stay , y'know . " the clock beside his bed reads fifteen past two and he knows that by now , they were usually gone but as he watches them reach for strewn about articles of clothes --- cameron wants them to stay , aches for it . " i don't work in the morning we could do like . . . breakfast or something if that isn't too weird . "

[daringsunflowers]

it’s not like indi hadnt thought about staying.  there were many of occasions the two had hooked up and he had wished he could crawl into bed. though it never really was that easy. he shouldn’t have even have been there currently. he hated to call it a mistake because he knew it wasn’t, he just couldn’t stay away from him. “we both know how this ends if I stay…” Indi at at the edge of the bed to pull on his boxers. “and neither of us need that type of heartbreak again”

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[cardigaen]

♡ open starter for m/f/nb.

plot: dean, a failed musician, returns to his hometown after his parents death and runs into his childhood bestfriend that he cut off to pursue his dreams.

he  shouldn’t  have  come  here.    to  this  dive  bar,    to  this  town.    what  was  waiting  for  him,    anyway?    two  gravestones  and  a  pile  of  flowers  at  the  largest  intersection  in  fifty  miles?    he  knew  the  real  answer  to  that  question    –    it  was  sitting  at  the  bar  five  feet  away.    four,    three,    two    –    ❛  this  seat  taken?  ❜

[daringsunflowers]

carmen had been nursing a beer in front of him for what had to be half an hour. it was definitely warm by now. this was his friday night routine. he was just fixing to pay his tab and head out like all his friends did before he heard the voice. he didn’t even need to look over to see who it was. he could point that voice out in a crowded room. hesitating before speaking he raised his hand for his tab. “nope, just so happened that seat and this one just became available.” he mused before finally looking over. 

[bodylcnguage]

muse: newton newt lewis, he/him, 23, mechanic.

open to: m/nb, same age or older muses / plot loosely based on: y/m and newt signed up for a random blind date during the holidays since they've got no plans. y/m could be a stranger or someone that he knows!!

"so, we're really doing this, huh?" newt said with a soft chuckle, "it's not too late to back out. i won't judge or worse, leave you a one-star review."

[daringsunflowers]

carmen let out a soft laugh when he heard the others comment. “you wouldn’t be the first to leave a one star view.” he teased and shook his head. “no I want to be here..” he paused for a moment before asking. “you’re not getting cold feet are you?”

[beingalones]

open starter for m plot: toxic-ish fwb but also lowkey your muse is felix's only 'friend' since moving so he cannot risk losing one bit of time and attention

"i shouldn't even be waiting. you said you were gonna be here like half an hour ago." felix felt pathetic, wishing he hadn't even pointed it out. wasn't it easier to pretend it was fine? "have you ever heard of, like, texting when you're late? some people think it's considerate."

[daringsunflowers]

zeke let out a soft sigh before mumbling, “you sound like a nagging girlfriend.” then he looked over at the other. “I was busy, felix. that is all that should matter is that I showed up like I said I did. things happen and I couldn’t pick the phone up and text and by the time I could I was already here” 

[dogcores]

OPEN: m/f/nb 25+.

PLOT: private romantic getaway, spending the week together alone, secret relationship, the cottage™ vibes. feel free to assume any connection.

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he hops up easily onto the counter of their kitchen island with ease. legs dangling off the edge, and immediately reaching for the bowl of mini pretzels to grab a handful. he pops a few of them in his mouth, his eyes following the other as they slowly saunter closer in order to fit themselves in between his legs. cameron smiles at them before he glances over behind them to the wall of windows looking out onto the private lake. "lotta windows. you aren't worried someone's gonna see us?" he jokes as he brings his attention back to them. nonchalantly, he shoves a few more pretzels into his mouth before he speaks again, his voice light and teasing. "which one are you planning on fucking me up against?"

[daringsunflowers]

carmen made his way around his kitchen until he found the perfect spot standing between his legs. his hands places softly on the others knees as he looked at him. “good you should eat all you can. you are going to need every bit of energy you can get.” his word’s playful but mostly true.  “we have bigger problems than someone seeing us if they do. we are out in the middle of no where. if someone comes up here then we probably should be more concerned of being murdered.” he moved his fingers to the back of the others knees, the bend of his legs and pulled him closer by them.  “hum… that is such a tough question because so many of these windows have breathtaking views.”

[daringsunflowers]

Merry Christmas Eve for those who celebrate

like for a quick starter at random!

[sclfish]

"we're doing... whatever you want us to be doing." something that, realistically, would probably be the case even if ace was in any position to call the shots, which he most certainly was not. always eager to please, especially if it meant getting zeke's attention. after all, wasn't that why he was here tonight, in the first place?

"oh, i heard you the first time." god forbid a guy want to stir up a little trouble with his - boyfriend? - and his - boyfriend's? - wife. whatever zeke was to him, anyway. that conversation hadn't actually happened yet, and, well, maybe that was for the best. better to live in hope than be shut down, right? "since when are you anti-mess? if i recall correctly, you seemed to have a lot of fun making a mess with me last week..." with a coy shrug of his shoulder, ace sucks on the straw sticking out of his cup, eyes never leaving the man in front of him. "likely place for me to be. i do look great on a lap." especially zeke's, in his opinion.

[daringsunflowers]

zeke huffed a quiet laugh shaking his head like ace is trouble he keeps choosing anyway. “you got a real selective memory,” he joked leaning just enough to be heard without anyone else catching it. “last week was private. tonight’s… crowded.”

his eyes flick down to the straw between ace’s lips then back up. his jaw tightening like he hates how easy it still was. “don’t get it twisted,” he said softer now. “i’m not anti mess. i’m anti headline.”

he shifts closer and closer anyway now his shoulder brushing ace’s like it’s accidental. “and yeah” the smile tugged at his mouth familiar and dangerous, “you do look good on a lap. just not one i can offer you out here.” he waits a second then clears his throat. “doesn’t mean i didn’t think about it.”

[harleycommissions]

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[daringsunflowers]

zekes was fixing to talk shit until he saw who had ran into him.  then his lips settled on a grin,  cocky and practiced. he leaned in like he was saying something harmless, like anyone listening would hear nothing but club noise. “easy ” he muttered but low enough only ace would gets it. “you gonna make it obvious or you trying to get me killed tonight?”

his hand comes up casual and his thumb brushing ace’s knuckles like it means nothing. like it hasn’t happened a dozen times already. “she’s three tables over with her friends” he added as his eyes never left ace’s face. “so maybe don’t touch me like you’re trying to remember what I taste like.” his hand pulled back and he took a drink of his beer “didn’t think I would see you here”  zeke grinned once more “guess I should be flattered. you must have  stalked my schedule again or you just miss me when I’m winning?”

[sclfish]

"...do we know each other?" ace has never been a good liar, and tonight is no exception, despite how well he thinks he's pulling it off with an excessive amount of eyelash batting. the sparkle in his eyes whenever he looks at zeke is blinding, even in the dark light of the club, and, really, he should have known this half-assed plan was never going to work. doesn't stop him from trying, of course.

that taste. "like i could ever forget." the words are murmured in zeke's ear as ace dares to lean in closer, just for a second, pulling back once again before zeke has the chance to push him away. a clear contradiction to his attempt at pretending he didn't recognize the guy, but ace is one too many drinks in to realize that, and far too infatuated to care about the dangers of the game he's playing. "total coincidence. just happened to be out celebrating my favorite team, and then... wouldn't you know it, they walked in. crazy, right?"

[daringsunflowers]

zeke’s grin spreads slow like he was savoring every second of watching it. “so we’re just pretending?” he starts teasing, “like we don’t know each other at all? bold. i like bold.” his thumb brushes ace’s knuckles again, light and casual, like it’s nothing but he knows it’s everything. “three tables over…” he reminded him but he was mostly just muttering. “ lucky for us that stevens doesn’t mind pretending you’re his hook up if someone comes asking who you are.” his teammates knew about ace, how could they not. Zeke bragged about him, zeke even had flew him out to some of their games. he couldn’t stay away from ace even if he tried. he leans back slightly letting his eyes roam over ace’s face memorized by the curve of his lips…remembering just how long it had been since he had tasted them. he took another long sip of his beer than he sat it down now speaking in a murmur meant only for ace. “you know this could get messy if you push it. could get messy if i push it.” his smile more playful and dangerous..

he leans in just enough that ace can feel the heat from his breath. his words barely audible over the club’s loud music. “either way if you keep doing that… looking like you belong in my lap then I might just blow both our covers.”

[loredrops]

closed for @daringsunflowers

it was in his eyelashes, for god's sake, tiny dark beads that clumped them together. the blood had begun to dry, cracking at the corners of his mouth like a poorly applied mask. "i didn't have a choice..." the words barely audible.

[daringsunflowers]

Kristi’s nerves were all over the place. when she had first seen him her heart sank. instantly she had thought he was hurt. really hurt. it took her a moment to process that it wasn’t his blood. she had sat him down and left to her the first aid kit. as she stood above him she began to clean his face, spot after spot. “do you have any idea how foolish this was?” flattering of course but stupid nevertheless. “you could have been hurt or worse.. killed.”

[writcs]

someone give me a plot where muse a was arrested in high school due to drug dealing and was sentenced to ten years — except he’s let out a couple of years early due to good behavior. with no car, his feet take him to the one place he never thought he’d set foot again in a lifetime. his ex-high school sweetheart, muse b. except, when the door opens, it’s not her. it’s a seven year old little girl with her mom’s hair and her dad’s eyes. 

tldr; muse a gets arrested and leaves behind his (unknowingly) pregnant girlfriend at the time. years later, he’s out and he has a daughter he doesn’t know about. also i want to play the guy pls

[nicolethered]

Harris Dickinson as Samuel and Nicole Kidman as Romy in Babygirl (2024)

[joshuaballsett]