𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄, everyone always has one, but how dark will it be, it’s dependent on the person itself. how dark can you be ??
✨ independent, highly selective, and private multi-muse blog with VERY mature themes including txboo, will be present, you have been warned. heavy triggers will be tagged, smut will not. minors don’t interact. written by teddy, he/they, 25 +
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INDEPENDENT & SELECTIVE
this blog is an independent multimuse blog. all my charas are gay. i am not affiliated with the faces or the shows that the canon characters are in. this blog will have thread that are very taboo so if you’re not comfortable, don’t follow this account. and if i don't follow you or don't have active threads, please don't interact with me. i'm just selective with who i write with.
WRITING STYLE
i like to use small text with icons and small gifs or gif icons, and mostly do short threads that includes a paragraph. can write longer if the vibe is there. but shorter stuff tend to get my attention and i go faster. also cut your post if you can please. i use beta and xkit unwritten.
SHIPPING & CHEMISTRY
i’m a ship whore. but it’s definitely easier if our writing chemistry and the character’s chemistry is there. but yea, here for all the ships.
SMUT & NSFW
listen, there is lots of smut, this blog is mainly for all the smut writing honestly. so i won’t be writing with characters under 18. i’m of age, and i dont feel comfortable writing with anyone who is under the age of 21. so be 21+ pls. i won’t be tagging the smut on here, but will tag most triggers.
ACTIVITY
i am currently employed, so i’ll be semi-active, but apologies if i do disappear! but if i do, i always come back, unless im dead lol, ok morbid, but yea, i’ll always return 💖
CROSSOVER/OC FRIENDLY
i am very crossover and oc friendly so don’t be afraid to hit me up if you and i have similar writing styles. i’m down for rping with chou all.
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OUTLET
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BANNED FC’S
i don’t feel comfortable writing with fcs that are under the age of 21. the only exception is kit connor and a couple others. but i’m pretty open when it comes to fc’s but here a few that i’m very ehh/nope for me
underage fc’s
deceased fc’s
most influencers
most kpop singers and singers in general ( unless plotted )
cast of shameless ( except jeremy allen white or steve howey )
Lyndon cleared his throat at the clear sign Stiles had picked up on the fact his little geek outs had been noticed by him. "I have ears Stiles and you talk a lot, not sure why you're surprised something you said was finally remembered by me" He tried to quickly brush off or recover, even if how excited the other got had Lyndon fighting a smile that threatened his face. It was almost annoying how much this goofball could get him to smile.
Lyndon followed his gaze and noticed Jackson, of course likely sulking or getting jealous but so what? This was his own fault they broke up and Lyndon was more than happy to teach him a lesson. So Lyndon made the move of leaning in just a little more to Stiles, so his side brushed into his a little. Make Jackson really sulk, because that was clearly the point of such a move and not a reason to get a little closer to Stiles. That would be so silly, obviously.
"You expect to be dressing for comfort all the time? What about a job interview? Or on a first date? You think overside flannel and worn out sneakers will be the goal then?" He sighed, before his brow raised and a smirk filled his lips. "The body for it, hm? Pray tell what kind of body would that be Stiles? I'm rather curious now" Lyndon retorted, not about to let Stiles get away with that unchallenged.
"Are you taking advantage of my need to see you in something not ill-fitting to buy you clothing?" He squinted, but playfully but sighing dramatically. "Fine, it's a big enough crisis that I suppose a trip to the mall couldn't hurt. I'd suggest trying a few things of mine upstairs for a practice round but I doubt they'd fit" He remarked, before those green eyes shifted to look Stiles up and down. "...After all, you are a fair bit taller and...well, your shoulders are relitively broad. Even if you do hide them in an ocean of flannel."
stiles let a soft chuckle escape him. at least lyndon was noticing him. most people tried their best to ignore him. but lately, he's been more vocal, putting himself out there. after dealing with the nogitsune, he felt like a new person, one who wasn't afraid of many things. they've dealt with so much since then.
and jackson whittemore was no longer going to be in his way.
eyes were back on lyndon, watching as he leaned closer to him. he felt goosebumps on his arm, but he didn't back away or move really. from his proximity, he could smell the delicious cologne that the red head was wearing. he felt the graze of the other's finger touching his, accidental, most likely, but still, he couldn't help the smile.
" i could always button it up. and it's not like i just wear flannel. do you not remember what i wore during the school dance? i do own a clean, white, button up. " that, and many hoodies. he liked comfort, how can you blame him? " did i say that? " he bit his lower lip. " a wonderfully athletic, well built chest. it's hard not to notice when your clothes just cling around the muscles. " just like they were now.
" well–– having a completely new wardrobe would be for your benefit, not mine. " he grinned. " you're not a fan of the flannel, so i guess i shouldn't torture you with constantly wearing it. " he teased. stiles took off the flannel, and showing the white t that he had on. " better? or am i going to end up trying to fit into something of yours. " a slight smile creep in when he spoke of his broad shoulders. " oh, so you have noticed? "
Dmitri eyes squinted a little as he took the sight of the other in a little more. He had a boyish charm to him, the kind of guy who had youthful smile but still unquestionably handsome. No doub the happy go lucky type that Dmitri would typically scoff or roll his eyes at, but perhaps secretly find just a tad infectious. Yet it was more than that, something he felt around the other. For all that harmless look about him, Dmitri could feel...power there. Perhaps it was hidden, perhaps it was being masked yet it felt like staring into a deep ocean. It was perhaps a little intoxicating and also drove his curious mind a little deeper.
He moved a little closer, clearly not fearing him despite that feel of power lingering beneath the surface. His dark brown eyes gazed deeply into the young man's own warmer ones, eyes slowly moving up and down - perhaps sizing him up or just taking him all in? "I came because it's not every day a powerful source of magic shows up on the edges of our city unannounced" He retorted as his eyes drifted back up to Jonathan. "You sensed me did you now? If I was anymore egotistical I might assume you lured me here then, if you're able to find me so easily" He remarked.
"And pray tell, what exactly are you?" He questioned, moving a little closer with the same poised, raised chin as if he was completely in control here. Even if truth be told all he had was questions and very few answers.
johnny could tell that the man before him was curious. but johnny was curious about him as well. he didn't have the aura that other demigods had, but he seemed to have knowledge about the magical side. so when the other asked him again what he was he smiled. there was no need to hide he was. the other man seemed trustworthy. at least for now.
" you don't need to worry. i didn't lure you in. at least, i don't think i did. i'm pretty good at masking myself. i guess out here, i let myself just be. but if you sensed me, then you may not be the only one. " jonathan thought about that for a moment. he hoped that he didn't get anyone else's attention. he stepped closer to the other and smiled. " i'm a child of a divine. a demigod. my mother is aphrodite. " eyes shifted, looking at the man's reaction. perhaps he'd get in his head to hear something. the mental abilities were still very new to adjust.
" what about you? if you could sense me from far away, you must be something powerful. although, i don't sense any godly blood in you. you still are gifted with a magical aura. so what are you? "
the two went far back. he was known for teasing and taunting and even pranking winter. it was their thing. the part of their playful dynamic mateo so much appreciated after a long day. "we went long and you know me, i had to impress coach by being last one to the lockers. the guys have pretty much cleared out by now." he offered the other a grin. "i'm glad you're here actually. if i take this second shower, i might need a buddy to banter with back there. the old showers get creepy when you're alone and all." a genuine invitation in his most bro way possible. his head cocking toward the back.
the only reason why he ever allowed the teasing to go this far was because he had known mateo since they were kids. if it were anyone else, he'd probably lash out. but it probably would have been hard regardless. maybe it was the crush, or his good looks that got away with everything, winter felt himself sucked in. " of course. " it was no surprise. " mateo, are you afraid of the showers? " he teased. " i mean, i could use a shower. "
at this point. it was clear that through their eye rolls and jabs the two had built a rapport with one another. one that felt like a well choreographed dance. he was the broish pain in the butt to eric's whole golden boy, prince charming thing. or whatever his reputation proceeded the it boy in most circumstances. adonis typically had more to lose and less of a shiny reputation. but in their privacy, he enjoyed getting under eric's skin. "more like i graciously accept your invitation to spend the weekend with me." when they were alone, the power teetered. "don't you want to see me here all weekend? if your roommate's not around, i'm thinking of losing my clothes completely.", he teased.
eric kept his eyes on adonis the whole time, watching as he got comfortable. their relationship had blossomed after a night of partying and then exploring the city. well, more like eric showing adonis all the best places to go on friday night. and somehow it only grew, their time spent together. seeing him had become a frequent thing. " i mean–– i could easily go back home and spend the long weekend at my penthouse. and you can just stay here alone. " he teased. " you're losing your clothes? you just like to keep teasing, huh? "
ricky was a star. stewart knew it, he knew it ever since he had seen him perform for his little high school musical. every other kid paled in comparison to his beloved nephew - and perhaps it was the biased gaze of a loving uncle, but he was sure he could take his dear ricky and polish him like the diamond in the rough he was. shape him, discipline him until he was the dashing tenor every broadway producer would fight to get as their lead. it would take a while, but he was sure he could do it.
and so, he took ricky up northeast, up to new york city. stewart wanted to show him the big apple, get him acquainted with some of the best dance and vocal coaches his contacts could allow him to get. all that for just the summer break, nonetheless. after a few days of good ol' networking, he did promise ricky they'd go out and to do more fun stuff around the city, but before that, they needed a good night of rest.
stewart's penthouse was the old man's own personal kingdom. no shoes were allowed past the door, no stress either. the towering male strolled around in nothing but a satin robe, turning his head as he noticed his young ricky staring a little too long. what he stared at, he could only guess. he was not about to make any risky moves, so instead he just motioned with his head.
"come on, kiddo, get your swimsuit on. you have been here long enough and you haven't tried the jacuzzi yet." with a smile and a wink, the older man moved out into his balcony, the bubbling tub already waiting for him. he tossed the robe on a lounger, bare figure slipping into the water. nothing to say but a sigh of relief.
spending time with his uncle seemed to become more of a frequent thing. especially when ricky's parents were going through their divorce, he needed a place to escape, even if it was for a weekend. but now that the divorce was complete and he was preparing for college, he was looking forward to many things, and one of them was going to school out in new york.
it was all exciting. and he was glad that he would be closer to his uncle stewart. and it's been so nice getting all this treatment and attention from him. the way that he saw potential in ricky, he felt lucky. and he knew that he wanted to pursue a life where he could perform. meeting so many new people was overwhelming, but this was for his future, and his future was looking bright.
but he was happy when they returned to his uncle's penthouse where they could finally wind down. he was ready for a day of just exploring new york with his favorite person in the world. but tonight, it was just spending a relaxing night with his uncle, who he was now staring a little too long.
ricky blinked, and snapped out of whatever state he was in. he always noticed that his uncle took care of himself, and was a good looking man, but this–– he never really noticed the beauty this closely. " right. umm–– i'll be right back then. " he responded as he walked to his room, but not before he noticed the man throwing his robe and showing his naked form.
ricky was having an internal freak out, overthinking what to wear, but he found some short pink trunks and quickly put them on. he took his shirt off and looked at the mirror. he looked so–– gross. he started to fix his hair, trying to make sure the curls looked alright, and then cupped his hand and blew on, hoping his breath didn't stink. he quickly brushed his teeth before he checked his phone. okay, that wasn't long, like ten minutes or was it fifteen? he was overthinking again. ricky made his way out to where his uncle was comfortably sitting in the jacuzzi.
" looks comfortable. " ricky responded, before finally getting in the water, and feeling himself sinking in. water reaching his collarbone.
Lyndon was brilliant in many ways and smart enough to be fully aware of Stiles's thing for him. Perhaps in the past he might of had remarked it as an obsession, fantasy based even and just one of the many other guys and girls who had a thing for him - even if Stiles's was clearly more than most. But Lyndon couldn't be quite so easily dismissive of these days, not after spending time with Stiles and had seen first hand that Stiles was more than willing to push back against Lyndon's antics, apparently saw how smart he really was. Not to mention that Lyndon had seen first hand how smart Stiles was himself, deceptively so considering what a goofball he was.
Lyndon often wondered if that's why Jackson seemed so bothered by Stiles, because he knew how much he liked Lyndon. Though honestly Lyndon had also suspected that maybe Jackson was in denail about having a thing for Stiles, maybe Scott too. That guy was a complete ocean's worth of denial sometimes.
Green eyes rolled dramatically at Stiles's correct, though perhaps there was but the twitch of a smirk on his lips. "Yes Stiles I am in fact familiar, mostly because of your little ramble last time about the numerical series that never seems to end" He retorted, perhaps hoping Stiles didn't linger too much on the fact that Lyndon had apparently being paying attention when Stiles had geeked out. "Also you really need to find better part attire" He remarked, glancing down at Stiles's typical flannel and t-shirt attire. "At this point I'm going to have to buy you something just so you don't stick out so much at these parties. Since I doubt this will be the last one you attend, if you behave that is."
stiles kept his gaze on the beautiful red head. there was no denying that his feelings for him had developed over the years. the more he denied them, the more they came back stronger. lyndon was his soulmate. at least that's how it felt half the time. eyes widened at the mention of his babbling about his game. " oh, so you noticed? " he teased, before sipping his drink. " well, they are iconic games, and they are the reason why other's have been inspired by it. " he started.
he immediately stopped though, as he noticed jackson looking over at them. the last thing he wanted was for jackson to go full on kanima on him again. that was no fun before. he shifted his body, rolling his eyes when lyndon commented on his clothing of choice. " what, it's comfortable. i'm very comfortable in this. so why change? i mean, you can wear something like this because you have the body for it... not that i've noticed, i mean–– it's nice and all yeah. okay, i'm going to shut up now. "
he continued to drink the rest of his chaser, hoping that this would ease him up a bit. even after years of being that spastic, awkward boy, it still like to come out whenever he was around lyndon. " maybe my clothes could use some change. maybe we can go to the mall and you can find me some outfits to wear. " an invitation, obviously. any time he could spend with lyndon, he'd take it.
Dmitri didn't typically wander into the forests alone, not that he feared anything within them being a competent magic user himself. It was more so he far preferred the city life, with his books and the luxurious of society and what not. But when a source of great magical power just so happens to be lurking within the forests all of a sudden, how could his acamdeic curiosity not get the better of him? So here he was, in the middle of the forest and coming across nothing close to what he'd expected.
He'd expected some powerful, lost artifact or the entrance to some old mystical ruins given the magical presence here. Instead he came across a young man with boysih good looks and a cheeky grin of all things. Not only that but he was talking about tests and apparently putting a love spell on him. What in all of the arcane was going on?
"You're welcome to try darling, but you'll likely find your little parlour tricks will have little affect on me" He retorted, chin tilting up in that effortless confidence and efiance of his. Adorned in royal purple garments with golden trim and looking as expensive as ever, poised as can be. "Now then, who exactly are you and why don't you tell me what you're doing all alone in these forests, hm?" He mused, one brow raised up. Perhaps he was more than met the eye, could be a trap or someone sent to lure others or perhaps he was as clueless as he appeared.
jonathan was always so careful about where he practiced his magic. in the city, it was probably the most dangerous place to be. too many people, and the last thing he wanted to do was fuck up. so he try his abilities out here, shapeshifting, flight, strength. he sure learned that one the hard way in his apartment.
he turned to look at where he was doing all his practices and then back at the other. technically he hadn't tried any of his more mental abilities telepathy being one. he struggled to control on one person when multiple people were around. but maybe with him, he'd get a chance to attempt.
and then there was his touch. he was nervous to even approach the man, knowing that other's desires would be amplified. last thing he needed was to have this man unwillingly desire johnny because he couldn't control his power. but it was safe to say the moment the other arrived, he felt his presence, and his magic. perhaps he was right, nothing he'd do would work on him. johnny was new at all this after all.
" i guess that's for the best. " he responded. the interrogation made the young demigod chuckle. of course, he was out here to practice his abilities, but he didn't need to know that now. " i could ask the same of you. although, something tells me that you're somewhat like me. i sensed you coming from a mile away. "
Was there anything quite like a Lyndon Martin houseparty? Of course not. Everything was perfect, whether it was the food and the drink ro the music or the guest list. Even the guy out front was hired to make sure nobody who wasn't supposed to be here showed up. It was all set to be a perfect evening, was it not for Jackson and his typical antics that had left the two once again broken up over anothe petty fight that could of been avoided if Jackson could get his head out of his ass for once. But what were the chances of that?
That hadn't stopped Lyndon being the perfect host, looking great in a new outfit of tight dark breen pants that hugged his body, with an equally tight black sleeveless top and various silver greens and jewelry accessories to make it pop. He knew he looked stunning and if Jackson was going to be an idiot, then Lyndon was going to make sure he looked even better than normal. His loss. That's when those green eyes of him caught the sight of a familiar guy, a certain tall and lean goofball Lydia had become associated with (and perhaps even fond of) thanks to their little pack dynamic.
It was Stiles alright, he always stood out no matter where he was and clearly didn't fit in with the usual crowd here...yet that wasn't really an insult, perhaps even it was a compliment. No doubt Scott was somewhere else, along with a certain Argent. Slowly walking up to him, brow raised and hand on hip. "I take it you're enjoying yourself already? Please tell me you haven't bombared anyone with Star Wars facts already."
when it came to parties, stiles was always the one to always want to attend, especially if lyndon was the one throwing them. it wasn't much of a secret that stiles was in love with the redhead since he was in the third grade. he always had that ooze of confidence and that beautiful smile. he was smitten over him after their first interaction. and yes, stiles had tried the whole relationship with others. boys, girls, you name it, but lyndon was still the apple of his eye.
when he heard that the news that lyndon and jackson broke up once again, he thought, this could be his chance to finally jump in and be the guy that lyndon deserved. if only he could bring his confidence up enough for him to just tell him he loved him and kiss him or something.
the night was young, and he was glad that he had a cup of this mix drink that had way too much vodka in. he needed a bit of liquid courage, although, he had to be careful not to drink so much or his mouth would be the end of him. but he seemed alright, especially when he saw lyndon approach him. " keep it cool, stiles. " he whispered to himself before giving the red head a soft smile. " well actually, no. i was talking about final fantasy actually. fun game, have you played? " so full of jokes and sarcasm.
"well, since i got us comfortable..." jaime whispered grabbing by the fabric of river's trousers and giving them a hard tug downuntil his boyfriend's rear was fully exposed, "open the ceiling of the car and sit on my face, just try not to hit the wrong things so we don't end up moving," a soft chuckle escaped before giving a soft grown in anticipation, leaning in to steal a hard kiss from his lips. then gave him room to move and maneuver.
this was so very kinky. but river was feeling a little kinky. being with his boyfriend, getting to have all this fun. he grinned when he felt the other tug down his jeans and underwear, so all that was exposed was his ass. " alright, baby. " he whispered before he felt that kiss. before he knew it, he moved around, removing his bottoms and hovering over his boyfriend's face, so that he could enjoy what he loved the most. " all yours baby. "
a closed starter with johnny lockheart + @courtesons
when johnny discovered that he was the son of aphrodite, he thought, how fun, he was the sun of the love goddesses. did he think that he would be placed to go out and fight? well no. johnny didn't in particularly think he was much for battle, but he had abilities that not many others had. a demigod with a love for magic. not surprising. he enjoyed all that stuff before he was claimed by his mother.
so he found himself out in the woods, practicing, combating, you name it. so when he noticed the other he was surprised. " oh hey, you had the itch to, huh? " he questioned, eyes locked on dmitri. " have something new for me to learn, or do i have to do some love spell on you to make it happen? " he teased.
