INDIE AND PRIVATE multi muse ft ocs and muses from various canon fandoms. nsft and triggeirng content will be tagged accordingly. side blog to @vcmpiredctor .mun is 36+. written by skippy
MEMES / PROMO
loudest muses: hudson clark, jennie, manny kingsley, leon
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canon muses:
elphaba thropp: wicked movies / cynthia erivo / bisexual
g(a)linda upland: wicked movies / ariana grande / bisexual
fiyero tigelaar: wicked movies / jonathan bailey / pansexual
adam glenn: 2026's masters of the universe / nicholas galitzine / bisexual
tim laughlin: fellow travelers / jonathan bailey / homosexual
hawkins fuller: fellow travelers / matt bomer / homsexual
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Not everyone in the rpc is a shipper or their muses are on the Aro/Ace spectrum ; I observe there are some muns (especialy eith female or female presenting muses) may feel intimidated by the idea that they need to engage in shipping to get interactions
he just wanted to go home. patrol had been quiet the last few nights; the city was due for something. and while it wasn't necessarily an extraordinary night, there was just something ── wrong. he always seemed to be just one second behind ( he'd fielded a swift punch to the face in a robbery that split the skin above his eye, a through & through bullet wound below his shoulder at the site of car - jacking ). there was even a tilt to his swing, and that headache had started to creep back in. the pain always started at the back of his neck, licking like fire up & over his temples until he was shielding himself from the city lights. he knew logistically it wouldn't take long to heal, but the blood at his shoulder & on his face felt all too sticky. spider - man was always quick to promise that he was fine, but peter was having a harder time believing it. it was easier to ignore behind closed doors . . . alone.
god, he just wanted to go home. but home was an entire borough away, and somewhere in his mind, he knew that the window he was about to crawl through might only cause more problems in the future ── he didn't know where else to go.
it's clumsy & loud when he finally falls through leon's window, and he's groaning an apology as he fumbles to sit against the wall nearest him. he just needs a minute. he just needs to rest, to catch his breath, let his body heal. and hell, he isn't even sure leon is here. that might be the best case scenario. but his eyes are closed behind the mask & the palms of his hands dig into the hollowed space there to try and ration away some of the pain swirling in his head. he's sure he's quite the sight ── he just can't bring himself to care.
semi - plotted ( one idea mentioned one time ) for leon ── @lcv3hcngover !
after spending more time than he would have liked with his boss's grown fucking son whom he hated since the first time they met, leon was ready for a quiet night with beer and shitty tv so he could unwind. he didn't want to deal with anything or anyone right now which was made clear from the fact that he put his phone on silent and left it in the kitchen while he sat on the couch, his legs settled on the coffee table before him.
he took a long sip of his beer and rested his head on the back of the couch, eyes closing for a minute to just soak in the quiet of his apartment that was broken by the sound of his tv that was playing some sports game that he didn't give a fuck about right now. he would have dozed off if it wasn't for the loud thud that came from his room.
that was when his eyes snapped open and he was soon on his feet, bottle set on the table as he grabbed his gun, holding it in his hand as he carefully went to his bedroom, moving quietly so he didn't give himself away to whoever was in his place. he heard a quiet apology and frowned, realizing he recognized it as he walked into the room to find the masked man there sitting against the wall.
"what the fuck are you doing here? i could have shot you." he set his gun down and walked over to the younger man, standing over him with arms crossed over his chest as if he were disciplining a child. "you can't just break in here like this, kid. you know if i didn't realize who you were, this would have gone a lot worse for you."
“what? no! webs will not come out of there, i - oh my god -“ instant blush crosses peter’s cheeks and the instinct to cover himself back up is strong but he resists. “is that what you’ve been worried about this whole time? i can assure you, that will not happen. i wouldn’t have wanted to do this with you, at least not without telling you, if that was the case.” little shake of his head and a light giggle escapes now. “you’re ridiculous … a-anyways, if you still want to do this … i’m ready when you are?” head tilts, eyes wide, heart racing, standing there looking at them - wanting nothing more than to take them apart. his body likely showing that very clearly.
maybe it's not the best joke to make when he's half naked with an evident boner straining against his underwear, but matt couldn't resist as the thought entered his mind through his haze of arousal. the way peter reacted brought a laugh from the young man's lips and he sat up while listening to peter's explanation.
"i was just kidding, don't worry." he nodded and got up from the bed, approaching the other man whose lips he pressed a kiss to while pulling him against himself so he could feel his erection. "i'm ready too. come on, let's get back to bed."
this was all peter could have asked for and it was so perfect. he had mj back who actually remembered him and now they were in his room where kisses turned more heated and their shirts ended up somewhere on the floor and their hands were running over each others' bodies. his own was covered in scars and battle wounds that were signs of the danger that he put himself in to keep the city safe, but he didn't mind mj seeing them because he knew she wouldn't judge him.
he was solely focused on the young woman underneath him and the way her lips still felt the same against his as they always did, but then his emotions started to get the better of him and peter soon found himself needing to pull back to look at mj with an apologetic smile. "sorry, i just..i can't believe this is real." he said, feeling embarrassed now and cleared his throat, hoping he didn't ruin the moment between them. "i just missed you so much, mj."
@pittprodigy asked: [ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep… again, and again, and again / for peter
this was not how peter expected his night to go, but he wasn't at all complaining when one kiss turned into two, then three until they were in his bed with clothes being discarded all over the floor. he hoped she couldn't tell how new he was at this and he certainly didn't want to let her down by not being experienced in bed.
fortunately he seemed to be doing everything right and before long, the passion built to a point where he was inside of her with slow thrusts that grew steadier once he found a good rhythm that they both liked. she was absolute perfection and peter wanted to take his time learning and worshiping her body that he kept mapping out with his hand while the apartment was filled with the sounds of combined pleasure from both of them.
the first round was incredible and peter was breathless by the time he finished inside of her, but that wasn't the end of it. he was soon aroused again and they made love again, testing out new positions to spice it up. from her riding him to peter taking her from behind, there was nothing they didn't enjoy.
and with each release that they shared, peter became more and more enamored with victoria who was the only thing on his mind right now. it was the perfect distraction from his life as a superhero who was going through his own crisis that was thankfully non-existent tonight.
all he cared about was fulfilling victoria's wishes to keep going all night until they reached their final climax, peter completely exhausted and worn out in the best way as the sky began to lighten outside the window as they fell asleep in each other's arms, they were a mess of cum and sweat, but none of that mattered right now when they were satisfied from their night of shared passion.
@insidemyblood asked: 💐🌷 sending love to the people I'm glad I found in this corner of the internet 💐🌷what a lovely person you are 💙🫶 just wanted to let you know I cherish you
"Then you might actually become my new favourite person." Erin murmured, taking a few steps towards him. "I'll take any kind of wine. At this point, it could be ninety percent water and ten percent wine; I'd still drink it." It'd been a long day.
"don't worry, i have the good stuff." he reassured her with a smile, taking her hand for no other reason than to help her walk since he could see her heels were hurting her feet. "also, i thought i was already your favorite person? or was that just because of when i brought you that danish the one time?"
"you know what we need on this fine sunday morning?" jo asked with a bright smile on their lips, looking at the other in hopes that they would join jo on their outing. "we need boba tea! i'll buy us some!"
