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grrrlsoinlove; run by izzie . 25 , she / her , gmt , portuguese + english | occasionally selective , nsfw + dead dove , activity depends on schedule . mobile friendly blog . please read the rules .
rules + muses + open starters + wanted plots + memes
i've just watched finding emily and i'm dyingggg to have a spike fearn to play against my olivia rodrigo muse. like this post if you'd like to plot them with me <3
open to: m / w / nb / any muse: dallas mccoy. divorce lawyer.
" i think you might be the worst friend in the world. "
"what?! no! no, no, no, no. it's not that bad, is it? i- i made it myself, the cake. do you think it's too late to buy another one without ruining the party?"
As the young woman was sitting in the desk next to his, he says, "Oh, the same old grind Isabel, and as for stalking you, I don't have time to do that and keep up with classes." He is tapping a pencil in the desk idly, then says, "At least, I can sort of hold my own in history, it was something I did enjoy in high school."
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naturally, she laughed at his words. there was something really pleasant about him that she didn't have enough social skills to pin point exactly what was it, but it was there. him being around made her stop looking only to her books, which was rare enough. "oh, no, it was just a joke, well, i-... and how was your week?" she asked, truly curious. she smiled at his mention of history, as it was something she also enjoyed thoroughly, "you say it like it was a million years ago," she joked, "i enjoyed most classes i had back at school ... but p.e. i hated p.e." she tilted her head.
lainey’s brows creased together in quiet concern as she listened closely to him, her blue gaze softening as his words registered. a low sigh escaped her lips, chest rising and falling as she reached out to tenderly take his hand in hers. “it’s not a lot. you’re not a lot, despite what you may think,” she uttered, her voice gentle and radiating a comforting warmth that seemed to fill the small space between them. “i’m glad I’m here too. wouldn’t want to be anywhere else,” the blonde added with a bright, genuine smile, her thumb brushing lightly over his knuckles.
he couldn't exactly pin-point what about lainey made her so special. maybe it was her beautiful blue eyes, soft lips or how her skin looked when the sun dared to kiss it, but right now, it was her kind heart. nicholas was so used to living alone, providing for his younger sister and dealing with every single bad feeling that could come up by himself ... that he forgot that this could even be a possibility, having someone who wanted to come into his life and stay for good. he pulled her hand softly, kissing her knuckles with a rare tenderness, "what did i do right in this life to deserve you, hm?"
Back to School: mysterymanjoseph and grrrlsoinlove
While Joseph was in California to see about transferring one of his corporation's branch office out of state because of tax reasons, he decided to take some business classes at Berkley. It has been a different experience to be sure. There were of course a couple of general course requirement classes he had to take, and he had met Isabel in one, and they ended up having a couple more together. Deciding to team up and study with each other, the plan worked, and they have become friends. Now, it ends up they have history class together, and when they young woman comes in, Joseph was surprised, not knowing they were scheduled for the same one. He waves her to the empty desk beside him, saying, "Isabel, I'm starting to think the people that make the class schedules are putting us in the same ones together on purpose."
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college classes were isabel's natural habitat. ever since she was a little girl, studying was the only way she learned to cope with the world around her. it was her way out. her brother had always done too much for her, so she always believed it would be only fair to pay it back to him one day. but, for now, she was only a college student. so she waked into the class and immediately saw joseph, who got a big smile from her, "hey joe, what's up?" she sat right next to him, placing her bag on the sit next to hers, "don't even say it, i'll start to think you're stalking me, which, with all due respect, it's a bit creepy of you..." she playfully joked.
tw ! violence, internalized homophobia, blood kink, mild degradation, toxic relationships, mentions to cannibalism but its only dirty talk
open to: m muse: rory rice (fc: richard gadd, 37, cis man, gay) plot: your muse and rory are a different kind of people, they always felt this way ; as their connection and co-dependency only became stronger throughout the years, it also became a rotten, dark spot for them both. when rory found out y/m was getting married, he had to take it into his own hands and make sure that y/m knew how much he hurt him ... by hurting him even more.
IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW
for muses who need to share some intimate thoughts with one another. can be platonic, romantic, familial ... works with any kind of dynamic really. feel free to change pronouns, descriptor words, whatever you may need!
❝ you know i love and care about you, right? ❞ ❝ ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. ❞ ❝ i don't like most people, but you're an exception. ❞ ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞ ❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ ❝ not one person is more important to me than you. ❞ ❝ i don't know what it is about you, but, you just ... you're the only one who can make me feel like this. ❞ ❝ you're amazing, you know that? ❞ ❝ who has the greatest (friend/brother/sister/sibling/parent/etc) in the world? me, that's who! ❞ ❝ i'm only managing to stand here on my two feet because of you. i made it because of you. ❞ ❝ i don't know how i'm ever going to be able to repay you. ❞ ❝ i know for a fact that you're special. i can feel it. ❞ ❝ you've actually made me feel like a person again, like i'm ... normal. ... thank you. ❞ ❝ i used to think that everyone else was just evil and cynical, guided by their own self-interest. that is, until i met you. ❞ ❝ you truly are too good for this world. ❞ ❝ i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. ❞ ❝ you deserve so much more than what you were given. ❞ ❝ nobody i've ever met has been more gifted than you. ❞ ❝ if you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? ❞ ❝ you always feel really comfortable and safe to be around. ❞ ❝ i think i have a new purpose in my life. to be with you. ❞ ❝ you have a kind heart. i know you don't believe me, and you try to hide it behind a facade, but i know for a fact that you do, deep down. ❞ ❝ i think you're probably the only one who understands me. ❞ ❝ you're safe here with me. nobody's going to harm you ever again. ❞ ❝ i don't deserve someone as amazing as you. ❞ ❝ i was kind to you because you looked like you needed a friend. ❞ ❝ i'm never leaving you. you're stuck with me. ❞
"i'll only put on the best shows for you, love." james throws in a wink. he used terms of endearment with alexander freely back in the day. it hasn't changed now. while nodding and listening to alexander, james reloads his weapon by muscle memory. "i got a car in the east wing. stay close." james takes the lead, guiding through halls, and firing at targets. there's cold fury brewing underneath. ( because nobody fucks with alexander, and gets away with it. ) james keeps the rage controlled for now. once reaching the dark gray sedan outside, james takes the wheel. "you got a place i should take you? or is a safehouse okay?"
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alexander would be lying if he said the term of endearment didn't make his heart skip a beat. it reminded him of simpler times, of when things between the two of them were easier, just as life itself. those times seemed so far-off now, so he only managed to mutter: "that's what you always do." that's why they always complimented each other so well, the brain and the brawn ; he snapped out of his own head as they headed to the car, and he tried his best to cover james's back, careful not too distract him or miss any target. but he couldn't help but feeling nervous about it. he felt rusty, old. self-conscious about the years he spent away from james.
once they got into the car, greene breathed out, "i have a place, it's by the beach, you know it," because they had been there before, together, and of course alex would plan a way out to escape. he was a strategist by nature, after all. he looked around the car, searching for anything that could be used to record them, and only after finding nothing, he began telling the other: "i got them. CIA. i've got lots of informations and- and their strategy and their schemes. it's a lot... i've got it all under some hidden files on my private server, but i'll send them to you, so when they get me, you know what to do, you can use it."
Y/M has just walked in on Erin playing a song she is writing. She hides her talent from every one even her father. shes embarrased by it tho many tell her she could play in a concert all. your muse follows after her to return her wallet. they can know her or not.
"Oh shit sorry" she quickly grabbed the sheet music stowing it away. "I was just playing around killing time" This was Erin's second time going to college this time she was under the name Susanna Beaumont the name of her grandmother. She moved to leave when she heard he phone go off it was still by the piano. "Sorry agian" she muttered moving to the piano to grab her phone. "I'm out of the way now" she left the room not realizing she left her wallet.
"you call that killing time?" romy furrowed her eyebrows as she watched the girl trying to grab all her things quick enough so she wouldn't understand exactly what was going on — but romy knew. she had been listening the other one play for quite a while now and, needless to say, she was impressed by it. she stood there for a few seconds, trying to process it, and then, grabbed the wallet left on the floor. she went through the other girl's stuff, seeing what was inside of it, before she could try to follow her, "hey!" she yelled, "you're new here?"
open to: f/nb setting: summer romance in a foreign country muse: declan winslow, in his twenties, works as a photographer, paul mescal.
it had been awhile since declan had given himself a break. but he felt like he had been working without many breaks for years, so he had made the announcement to the people who usually hired him he was taking the summer off, highly unusual for a photographer. he brought his camera and he was happy, for the first time in a while he was going to take pictures not to make money but just because he loved it.
declan had chosen a humble hotel, mostly because of it's location. it had a rooftop terrace that looked over the town he was staying at. it was past midnight as he walked up the stairs to the roof with a bottle of red wine in his hand. usually there wasn't anyone there after twelve and declan liked sitting in silence and just let his mind wander as he looked at the people who walked past and the blinking lights all over town. much to his surprise someone was still sitting there and he recognized them as someone who was also staying at the hotel. "oh sorry, didn't know anyone was still up here."
to be quite honest, juliet had never thought of going on vacation all by herself until then.
her parents were strict about itineraries and about all the things she should or shouldn't do — but they were part of the experience, of her life. they've always been around. so the first time she actually got the courage to go off the country to travel by herself was conflicting, the guilt of actually growing up and this new sensation of pure and thrilling freedom. she couldn't help it.
up at the terrace, she could see the whole small town, those little yellow street lights that barely glowed, the sea and how it reflected the moonlight. it was a mid-summer hot night and, for the first time, she felt like she good being all alone ... until she wasn't anymore. she heard a voice, making herself turn around, "oh," she felt her cheeks heating up, "no, that's- that's fine, i shouldn't be here anyway."
a plot in which muse a is a bad girl who's desperately in love with the oblivious nerd muse b of their class ....
like this if you'd like to play michael robinavitch (me) x jack abbot with me........
"huh?" opal looked back before laughing. "oh, yeah we're good." she took out of her phone and redownloaded tinder, tapping on the app. "do you think my tinder photos are good? or should i update them to be a little more sluttier? you know what, maybe i will update them. i've taken some really hot selfies lately." she goes back to her phone, updating her profile. "by the way i hope veggie pizza is okay, that's the only kind i have left right now."
liam was so unaware of her emotions that he didn't exactly understand why she'd decided to forgive him, but took it anyway. it was better this way, he hated to see girls crying. when she brought up her tinder pics, he held back a chuckle, "you do know guys don't really like slutty girls, don't you?" he shrugged, "its the slut-madonna complex. something like this, you can search it up. it's good for an one-night stand, but if you want any more than that, i'd make it ... ahm ... cute."
give me a politician / politic adjacent romance ; inspired by scandal , love story ... or mamdani's impact in new york !!! please
more thought out plots i'd like
two actors either 'practicing' their sex scene (experienced vs inexperience or just as an excuse) or actually getting it on secretly during the scene and everyone just thinks they're great actors
priest in the confessional
one roommate/friend/step sibling catches the other filming for of and decides to join
football/sports team and their favorite lil toy they relieve their stress on/celebrate with (m or f sports team!)
yearning for some bodyguard x client plots… give me an up-and-coming celebrity and their reluctant security who thinks they’re too spoiled and paranoid for their own good. give me a politician’s daughter who tries every trick in the book to get away from her by-the-book handler. give me a lonely ceo who thinks everyone around them is overreacting when a threat seemingly arises, but they can’t deny the reassurance that comes with having someone around 24/7. forced proximity, high stakes, fake dating, adversaries to loves — so many avenues to go down, so many doors this could open!!
