#GALAXYMUSES a selective nsfw rp blog managed by nat (she/her 25+). triggering and taboo themes may be present, please read the rules before you interact! minors do not interact.
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Stranger Things
occasionally subtle

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if i look back, i am lost
cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
dirt enthusiast
RMH

Janaina Medeiros

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shark vs the universe

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Acquired Stardust
Sade Olutola

Discoholic 🪩
Claire Keane

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
we're not kids anymore.
d e v o n
Jules of Nature
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@galaxymuses
#GALAXYMUSES a selective nsfw rp blog managed by nat (she/her 25+). triggering and taboo themes may be present, please read the rules before you interact! minors do not interact.
rules. kinks. muses. starters. memes. reverse starter call.
@c0meinside continued from the other blog <3
emma shivered. she could hear what the men were saying about her, and it wasn't pretty. but the man was telling her to focus on him and only him, and she was trying her best to obey. so much was happening so quickly, so may thoughts rushing through her head, but still she found herself nodding, her eyes locked on the man's. "emma," she said timidly. "I'm emma. i'm twenty…twenty five." she wiped at the tears on her cheeks and took a deep breath, trying to appear more in control and steadier than she felt when really she felt like she was crumbling, her head spinning.
emphazing her consent, asking her name, calming her down while the other men spoke of her like a piece of meat…it was all skillfully done, calming the girl further, making her feel more at ease in the powerful man's company, more willing to make the agreement. "forty eight hours," she repeated, trying to imagine what that would be like. would she go to his house, clean up, cook for him, and…her mind wandered, she was not so naive as to think he wouldn't eventually want more from her. but surely being with one man, just for two days, was better than what these violent group of men had planned for her. "yes, sir," she said finally. "i can do that. i'll be good for you." she extended her hand toward his to shake.
his gaze drops to the hand offered to him. a deal. he takes her hand carefully, bringing it up to his lips to kiss the back of it. "my name is dr. isaac graham. we have a deal in principle, but we will discuss details later. for now . . stay here." he instructs, because there is a little matter of their company to address. and their surroundings, too, of course. he stands and turns his attention to the men, passing back over towards them. he ignores them all but one central figure, and after a brief, quiet conversation with them, they leave - much to the disgruntled comments of some of them. but dr graham pays it no mind.
he's back with her, offering her a hand to stand.
"come. i will take you somewhere to recover from tonight's ordeal. and when you are ready, we can talk about what is expected going forward. but for now, emma, we focus on you. there is a car close by. follow me."
With each passing second Lazarus could feel himself growing more nervous and a bit impatient but he also made sure to do his best not to show it. He was nervous because of the possibility of death from the assholes behind the older man and impatient because he was waiting for an answer from the older man. It felt like it was taking ages even though most likely it had only been a few seconds.
Lazarus paused for a moment before speaking his eyebrows furrowing in confusion wondering why this man wanted to know more about him NOW of all times. He would argue to say this wasn’t the best time to ask such questions but at the same time he was worried that the older man wouldn’t be a big fan of that and it might hurt his chances in being helped.
“My names Lazarus, the local blue collar grump, i work as a welder and live alone, occasional woodsman” he stated trying his best to summarize his life in one sentence and made sure it was the important stuff hoping the other would agree to help him now even though he was the one who offered to help in the first place.
good. that was surprisingly well presented considering the circumstances. he inhales and nods, standing. "we'll discuss the terms of this deal later. but we have one in principle for now. stay here." he says, eyeing lazarus for a moment to ensure he follows the instruction, before he turns his attention to the group of people waiting on them. he passes over to them, going straight to the leader of the group. he hands over what seems to be a check. some quieter words are exchanged, and to much clear disappointment from some of the other members, they leave quietly with no further comments or actions.
dr graham turns his attention back to lazarus when they are gone, approaching him once more.
"i am dr isaac graham. now, lazarus. follow me. stay close. i am taking us somewhere where you can recover from what you have just gone through. and once you have, we can discuss this deal further in private. come."
aww wantyoutocomeinside deactivated :(
Lazarus frowned at the man’s attitude and words not that they were unexpected but more so he wasn’t a fan of it. Lazarus was honestly wondering why this man was even helping him in the first place, what did he want? The man didn’t seem like he needed money, not that Lazarus had money to spare anyways. The only thing he really had was himself.
Lazarus looked from the stranger to the men behind him that looked like they were itching to continue with what they had been doing. Some of them had knifes now, their hands twitching and eyes glaring daggers at Lazarus. These men looked like they could hold a grudge or kill him so it seemed like he didn’t have a choice but to make a deal with this random man.
“I don’t really have much and I’m sure anything I have I doubt you’ll want..all I have is myself” Lazarus spoke looking to the older man trying his best to ignore the men around them “in exchange for protection I can offer myself”.
dr graham does not take his eyes away from lazarus. he can see every analysis, every thought that the other seemed to allow onto his face. the way he strove to keep composed under the circumstances, and the clear threat of the men behind him. he is very aware that he is taking advantage of the situation, yet still. he sees it more as a mercy. lazarus would not have a chance at all without his involvement.
the offer of himself causes dr graham to advert his eyes for a moment in contemplation. lazarus seems like a person who could scrub up well; who understands the weight of what comes with an offer such as this. while dr graham's mind is not made up, there is nothing here that causes him any kind of trepidation. and so - "tell me your name." he says, eventually, looking back to lazarus. "and tell me about your life. - as i am acutely aware of how fragile this situation is, keep it to a one line summary."
he will decide after. depending on how lazarus responds. he can feel the impatience of their audience, and whilst dr graham is indeed in control of the situation, he is also a respectful man. and does not wish to waste more of their time.
muse a is a political prisoner taken captive by muse b, a calculating enemy leader. muse b, known for breaking their captives through pleasure rather than pain, decides to make muse a their new “project.” while muse a resists at first, the line between control and surrender blurs as muse b exploits their deepest desires. their relationship grows darker as muse a starts craving the attention they once despised.
themes: power play, psychological manipulation, dangerous attraction.
despite the terrifying situation emma had found herself in, the man crouched before her still had a strange way of making her feel comfortable. she plucked at the torn threads of her dress, pulling the battered sleeve back over her bare shoulder as she looked between the men and her savior. a few words stood out. safely. ordinary. not bother you. it all sounded so serious, so permanent, like she was being asked to sell her soul at the crossroads. yet one look at the men behind him painted an even worse picture. she could only imagine what they were planning to do with her. she recalled her father's words, told to her so long ago. nothing in this world is free. biting her lip, emma nodded. she wiped at her tears with the backs of her knuckles. "i'm a student," she said quietly. "i don't have many skills, but i'm a hard worker. i can clean your house. do your chores. i could be your secretary." she wasn't sure what sort of work he did, but perhaps he needed someone to schedule his meetings? "i would be loyal, i promise you." she moved a little closer, her scraped knees still pressed to the asphalt of the dirty alleyway. "i can...i can do anything you need."
a student. he regards her for a small moment, leaning back slightly. at the same time, one of the men makes a comment. inaudible, but derogatory. one that sparks a laugh from a few of the people in the group. it's met with a follow up, a louder request for this to be over and done with. dr graham, at this point, turns slightly to look at them. ". . . i don't recall giving you permission to interrupt. a moment, boys. if you will." something about his voice causes them to back off again, and he inhales, turning his attention back towards emma.
"focus on me." he adds, giving her a small - almost affectionate look. "not on them. me. now. tell me your name. and please confirm to me your age; i will not allow a deal to be made between us without your consent." it is a part of control. and he feels as though he already has some of that with her at this point.
good.
"i will require a minimum of two days out of the week from you. of your undivided attention. forty eight hours, consecutively." he frowns, tilting his head as his gaze eventually lowers, away from her. "anything i need. are you certain that is something you wish to offer me?
HEATED RIVALRY — 1.05 "I'll Believe in Anything"
gently places my open starter tag on the dash . . open to anyone :)
@wantyoutocomeinside continued.
how did he do that? "let's say ... i'm a man of influence. but don't mistake the current status of your predicament. they are still lingering. and if i was to try and take you out of here without anything further, then i imagine they would not accept that." he would have to pay them. because what other motivator could there possibly be other than money? he wonders if she's worth it.
"the deal. i will take you away from here safely, and ensure something of an ordinary life for you. these boys will not bother you again. but i don't do anything for free, so tell me. what can you offer me in return?" he has found that it is much better for them to walk themselves into a deal. whether it be in desperation or in manipulation; it is hard to turn on him when the idea originated from them to begin with.
@askbigbrolucifer continued.
he takes in the other, because in truth, he is still deciding this for himself. it is not as though it is his normal to pick up strays, or to involve himself in such matters. in fact, the last time he had stood between a victim and their perpetrators was years ago, and dr graham does not make a habit of doing it on a whim. yet still. he had. his head tilts forward slightly as the words from lazarus indicate something more. at least, it seemed, lazarus wasn't stupid.
"to let these five beat you up." he repeats, with an amused chuckle. "no. your safety is not my responsibility. if this was to continue, it will be entirely your choice. i am simply giving you an option. would you rather i not?" an eyebrow is raised, and he looks at lazarus, expectantly. but he doesn't want for an answer.
"you have just made an enemy of someone. if you survive this encounter at all, i don't imagine that your life will return to normal. i can offer you protection. and a semblance of normality going forward. but i don't do things for free, so tell me - what would you be willing to offer me in exchange for that?"
open to: bottoms/subs, m/f/nb+anythn muse: dr isaac graham portrayed by: burn gorman plot: Dr Graham holds influence in society, he's that kind of man. He's just discovered your muse being attacked by a group of people (whether they were looking to S/A you or just beat you up, that's up to you, just specify). He calls them off temporary, as he sees an opportunity. potential kinks: check out his kink page! read my rules before interacting! @indiestarter <3
while the men were off having a moan, dr. graham approaches, bending in front of the person who he had provided brief respite to. he slowly lowers to a crouch in front of them.
"it looks like you're in a spot of trouble with these ... individuals." he states, eyebrows raising as he studies your form. he had just called them off. not because they were his to command, but because at least a few of them knew his identity. and knew better than to fuck with him. he tilts his head, gaze trailing over the person before him. thinking. "i want to offer you a deal. if you are open to the idea, of course."
dr isaac graham.
gender: male
pronouns: he/him
sexuality: bisexual
age: forty-five
occupation: business leader, high class
birthplace: England
muse status: primary
faceclaim: burn gorman (gif credit)
additional info
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likes: boardgames, books, high class movies, social gatherings, the finer things in life
kinks: total control. rules. pain. light humiliation / degradation, manipulation, blackmail, dom/sub, dubcon, biting, clothed sex, free use, cockwarming, power imbalances, contracts (?), exhibition, non-sexual control, edging,
open to: non-con, breeding, bondage, (+ whatever else YOUR muse may be into)
blog limits are listed here, please do not cross them.
"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" PROMPTS * assorted dialogue for both sides of the argument, adjust as necessary.
for the "i don't need your help" one
you can get lost.
i thought i told you i had this under control.
you never listen to me.
i was taking care of it.
leave me alone.
are you happy now?
you just stepped in and ruined it for me.
that was completely unnecessary and you know it.
i had it under control.
you didn't need to show up.
can't you let me handle my own shit?
i would have appreciated it if you asked first.
i had it handled!
you didn't need to do all that!
what part of "i don't need help" do you not understand?
they were about to give it to me before you showed up!
i had something going and you ruined it!
what, you mean you don't trust me to handle it myself?
you trained me better than this.
you can't just show up every time and save me.
what's the point in putting me out here if you're not going to let me do it on my own?
i thought you trusted me to take care of this by myself.
you taught me this.
i'm never going to forgive you for this.
that was uncalled for.
what happens when you're not here one day and i have to take care of things on my own?
how am i ever going to learn if you keep stepping in?
i'm not you.
for the "i'm just trying to help you" one
i heard you struggling.
i was just trying to help you.
and this is the thanks i get for trying to help?
things were getting out of hand. i had to step in.
you never would have done that by yourself.
it's okay to ask for help.
it's not that i don't trust you. i don't trust [them].
a minute longer and you'd be dead in there.
i had to make sure you were okay.
of course i trust you. this was never about trust.
i'm not going to risk your life like that!
i should have been there sooner.
if i'd only reached you faster.
a simple "thank you" would suffice.
you could thank me for saving your ass back there.
sure didn't seem like you had it under control.
things were getting out of hand, and i stepped in.
i'm in charge here, not you.
i'm not going to put your life at risk like that again.
we're done here.
i'm not arguing with you.
i saved your life, and this is how you repay me?
i just wanted to make sure you were okay.
maybe i crossed a line back there, sure, but i did it for you.
it's because i care about you.
of course you're capable. that was never up for debate.
you're not ready.
next time, let me handle it.
clearly you need more time before i let you do that alone.
we'll try again tomorrow.
"Dude. Are you sniffing my gym shorts?"
"they were just on the floor, man. c'mon, don't be gross. you're seeing things."
i need someone to mount me, but like, the same way a dog mounts a pillow and humps it to completion. animalistically, ferally. like to them, i'm not even there, i'm just the closest convenient object to masturbate with
POSSESSIVELY EXPLICIT STARTERS
Sentence starters that have suggestive/ns4w context. Adjust pronouns as needed.
❛ Say it again—who do you belong to? ❜ ❛ You're mine. You know that, right? ❜ ❛ Don’t even think about looking at anyone else. ❜ ❛ You're not walking tomorrow, you know that, right? ❜ ❛ Keep making those sounds and I won’t stop this time. ❜ ❛ I want to ruin you for anyone else. ❜ ❛ Look at you, begging so sweetly for me. ❜ ❛ Say my name. I want to hear you break on it. ❜ ❛ I don't care who's listening—let them hear how good I make you feel.❜ ❛ You're shaking. Is that from need or from how badly you want to be mine? ❜ ❛ You’re so needy tonight… I love it. ❜ ❛ Good. That’s how I want you—messy and desperate for me. ❜ ❛ I haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already falling apart. ❜ ❛ Don’t be shy now. You were talking big a minute ago. ❜ ❛ One word and I’ll drop to my knees for you. ❜ ❛ Be still. I want to savor this. ❜ ❛ You don't get to cum until I say so. ❜ ❛ You're going to stay right there and take everything I give you. ❜ ❛ I love how easily you fall apart for me. ❜ ❛ Look at you. Completely wrecked and we’re just getting started. ❜ ❛ Touch yourself. I want to watch. ❜ ❛ Get on your knees. Now. ❜ ❛ You’re dripping for me, aren’t you? Pathetic. ❜ ❛ Don’t bother covering your mouth—let me hear you. ❜ ❛ You can pretend you’re in control, but we both know what you really want. ❜ ❛ You’re gonna be marked up for days. Good. ❜ ❛ If you keep whining like that, I might just have to take you right here.❜ ❛ You know you like it when I get rough. ❜ ❛ Keep that attitude and I’ll fuck it right out of you. ❜ ❛ You taste like you were made for me. ❜ ❛ Be a good [girl/boy/baby/pet] and do what I say. ❜ ❛ You love being used like this, don’t you? ❜ ❛ Every inch of you is mine. ❜ ❛ You can beg prettier than that. ❜ ❛ I want to hear you scream my name. ❜ ❛ Do you know what you do to me? ❜ ❛ You always act like you're innocent… until I get you alone. ❜ ❛ Let me show you exactly what you’ve been missing. ❜ ❛ I’ll make sure you feel me for days. ❜ ❛ I don't need to tie you up. You're already so obedient. ❜ ❛ Take it. You can handle more. ❜ ❛ I want to watch you fall apart, over and over again. ❜ ❛ Spread your legs. Now. ❜ ❛ You look so good like this—wrecked and waiting for me. ❜ ❛ Cry for me. Let me see those pretty tears. ❜ ❛ You’re such a good toy for me. ❜ ❛ This is what you wanted, isn't it? ❜ ❛ You were made for this. For me. ❜ ❛ Take it like the perfect little thing you are. ❜ ❛ You begged for this. Don’t start acting shy now. ❜