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[loveinme]

#  LOVE_IN_ME  : selective indie multi-muse blog / dash only. with love , gen 🩷 centered around character and the psyche. please read rules before interacting.

draft count : 7 starters owed : 6

[loveinme]

@nouvelis , based on : ♡

before he knows it, they’re the last two left in the office. he’d tell them to go home, but it would mean finishing an urgent set of promotional assets alone with nobody he can ask to bring coffee to him or someone he can share the silence with. garch looks up and down at the poster on his monitor. something isn’t quite right, so he looks at them instead. his gaze is far too intentional to be innocent, and his touch on their arm lingers.   “   it doesn’t look good, does it?   ”   

[egotistival]

following after agnes, saffron tries to keep her eyes away from the woman's back. but it seems that, in agnes' orbit, saffron has such a hard time looking away. her childhood room hasn't changed since she left it last; guitar in the corner, photos along the walls, the same smell that greats her nose is of an old perfume that she used to use when she was younger. her hand is let go of in exchange for agnes sitting on the bed. saffron doesn't immediately join her. instead, her eyes trail along her surroundings and she tries to remember the shape of herself within the walls.

finally, hazel hues turn on gorgeous, magnetic green. the question isn't immediately answered because saffron doesn't have a happy little answer thought up for her. finally, the blonde moves to sit beside agnes, hand searching for the woman's own. when its within her grasp, she flips it over to run her fingertips across the delicate lines of her palm, thinking hard over the reason and whether or not she wants to be honest. "i promised you that i would," she says instead, voice soft and coaxing. "eventually."

[loveinme]

saffron’s hand in hers is as satisfying as a lock click. agnes has grasped those hands too much and too tightly for it to be special, but it’s in both parts overwhelming and casual. she breathes in, and she can smell the perfume that she remembers saffron as. now, she wants to lean closer to her, inhale the scent on the neck there, and see what has changed. instead, she bites the inside of her cheek and basks herself in the parts of saffron that used to be hers. her best friend. is she still? “   yeah, but,   ”   she trails off. agnes knows she can’t be mad for long.    “   i don’t know. was meeting me today even planned?   ”   maybe she’s being selfish. who is she, compared to clove and her family and the shiny, new career in hollywood?   “   this is overdramatic. sorry.   ”   she dismisses herself. agnes moves closer to saffron. their arms are touching.

[dvstbvnniess]

for @loveinme & ??? ! plot : INFIDELITY — muse a is in a long-term relationship that everyone around them assumes is solid, until muse b enters the picture. what starts as harmless late-night chats or friendly drinks becomes so much more with stolen kisses, guilt, along with the constant fear of getting caught.

romy can't suppress the guilt in her chest each time they link up. her boyfriend was boring, he didn't make time for her, he was caught up in his phone, his video games, his everything but her. and... this was so much more exciting. the way they kissed her made her heart beat harder in her chest, her breath catching behind a gasp. "we shouldn't be doing this," she whispers, knowing she won't be the one to leave.

[loveinme]

“   shh, shh.   ”   he quiets her, gentle and soft like fucking another man’s girlfriend isn’t something that bothers him. maybe it doesn’t, and it’s what they do after: being tangled up in sheets, sharing a plate of breakfast together, that does. his thumb finds her lip, swiping over the thin layer of skin there. he thinks about how easy it’d be to slide his thumb in, feeling the wetness and warmth of her mouth now.   “   but isn’t this fun?   ”   he asks, kissing her again. @dvstbvnnies

[loveinme]

getting to my drafts nowww but while i’m doing that hi… starter call… please like this post and i’ll write us a starter from one of these muses (specify which or i’ll randomize) based on one of the plots in ur wishlist! or we can brainstorm, which, feel free to send me a msg mwah mwah

tessa eaden. jessica alexander fc. claims to hate her rich controlling family but u’ll catch her at 10am brunch w them the day after. privileged, brash, kind, easygoing w a mean streak. severely detached.

joshua fonseca. archie renaux fc. career-driven but its bc his parents struggled financially their whole lives. is always trying to do & be better than they are, but isn’t because of the bridges he’ll burn w people to get there.

logan o’shea. paul anthony kelly fc. good and bright kid slash golden boy from a small town turned into an asshole criminal lawyer in the big city. clean and smart. knows what he wants and goes through lengths to get it.

leah hurston. true whitaker fc. influencer known for her crazy grwm storytimes about growing up w backpacker parents. naive and a little crazy and a little delusional, if not sweet.

baker sullivan. chase infiniti fc. grad student. raised in a family of love with 2 sisters. learns to never settle for less than what her family has shown her in relationships, friendships, etc. maybe has too high expectations.

elijah frankel. tyriq withers fc. tennis player that has been training since he’s learned how to walk. pressure and expectations lead to party boy habits that are a little unhealthy. addicted to the adrenaline sex money but no drugs hes an athlete bless 🙏

garch constantino. manny jacinto fc. dating app advertising exec. former workaholic learning to make time for himself. charismatic but tends to come off as arrogant. has his head in the clouds.

agnes yang. havana rose liu fc. raised in a family with staunch religious beliefs. reserved and polite, endures through a lot of her own mistreatment because she was raised to be meek and pious. mayor’s secretary.

daphne chapin. sarah pidgeon fc. grows up with conservative parents who self inserted themselves in her life. is now extremely uptight and bossy and defensive. journalist. respects herself a lot and is grounded in her beliefs.

[aftrsglow]

✦ — angsty plot ideas

INFIDELITY — muse a is in a long-term relationship that everyone around them assumes is solid, until muse b enters the picture. what starts as harmless late-night chats or friendly drinks becomes so much more with stolen kisses, guilt, along with the constant fear of getting caught. FORBIDDEN AFFAIR — muse a and muse b shouldn't be together. maybe they're tied to people in the same social circle, or one is in a position of authority. they've sworn this would never happen, but here they are, sneaking glances at the bar, brushing hands in elevators, making excuses to slip away when no one's paying attention. COLLEGE TENSION — two students thrown together by circumstance - roommates. lab partners. the unlucky duo stuck running a student event. muse a resents muse b's arrogance, muse b can't stand muse a's laid-back attitude, but the sparks of animosity blur into something else after too many sleepless nights spent side by side. WALLS TOO THIN — muse a and muse b live on the same floor of an apartment complex. at first it's mutual annoyance, hearing each other's arguments and hookups... but slowly, the constant presence breeds familiarity. when one of them goes through something messy, the other is the only one close enough to notice. REBOUND GONE WRONG — muse a is fresh out of a devastating breakup, and muse b becomes the rebound. someone to numb the sting and make them feel wanted again. along the way, the line between distraction and desire becomes indistinguishable. neither of them is sure if what they're building is real or if it's all just a desperate attempt to heal. LOVE VS AMBITION — muse a and muse b fall for each other in the middle of chasing big dreams: grad school, career moves, an opportunity abroad. the connection is undeniable, but so is the reality that love might mean sacrifice. do they hold on and risk resenting each other for what they gave up, or let go before it destroys them both?

[ohmaybc]

ok but give me a - “we started this band in high school and i developed a HUGE crush on you, but i had to let things go for the sake of the group. now we’ve hit it big, and with all of these press conferences, and photo shoots, and media attention i’m beginning to see you in a new light, but god you’re still the person i remember from before the fame, and i think those feelings are coming back.  bonus if: fans are beginning to ship us and management thinks it would be a good idea/good for our public image if we pretended to date. you go along with it because you think you’re being selfless but i don’t think i can keep it professional.

[loveinme]

@bcrrycakes , continued from : ♡

“   yeah? tell me more about it.   ”   garch sort of expects the shortness. new place, new timezone, new people. he debates on leaving the man alone   —   he really does seem tired. he’s closer to him and he can see it in his eyes despite the small smile. still, it’s not every day that things line up like this. they’re sitting inches close, and he really could nudge the other’s thigh with his own. he does. if he isn’t too annoyed with him, maybe he’ll get a name or a number and if he doesn’t, he’ll endure the embarrassment for six hours before he goes off and envelop himself into the number of people back at home.   “   i’m going home, too. but, you know know, real home. don’t really move around for work and all that. you do?  ”   

[ohtempt4tions]

⊹ ₊ ⁺ ‧ ₊ ˚ ⸻ 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤     :      @loveinme !

“ i got some secrets i forgot to mention. ”

[loveinme]

her head tilts and her lips part. she likes thinking that she knows what she’s getting into. after all, most about a world-famous hockey player would be on the tabloids, would it not?   “   don’t tell me you killed a man,   ”   she says, playful and saccharine and pleasant. nikolai could say whatever and she doesn’t think she’d care. she likes it. she thinks she likes him.   “   what are they, really? lips are sealed.   ”  

[loveinme]

@sealedfcte , continued from : ♡

he seems startled  …  maybe garch should’ve just left him alone. but a smile adorns the beautiful stranger's lips as he puts the airpods back in his case, and he decides quickly that it’s right for him to talk. somehow, his laugh feels  —  he searches for the word  —  familiar. recognition is too clean and practical.  “ how lucky am i for that? ”  he says happily, and his hand rest at the armrest between the two of them. he’s sure he’s not misreading this.   “ woah, years? i think we’re both workaholics. i’m going home from a work trip. wait, where are you staying? ”

[loveinme]

open to : m / f / nb plot : we sat one seat away from each other while waiting for boarding and coincidentally, we're sitting beside each other on the plane. airport crush ... who said you can't find love in economy class?

lazy grin that melts into a smile across his lips, taps on their shoulder. wills them to take the headphones off, a nod to signify that he is so, so sorry for disturbing them. “ isn’t it so funny that we’re sitting together again? ” he really isn’t sure if they know the two of them were, but it doesn’t really matter. he didn’t take the chance to strike up the conversation before, and he was given another one. fate, really. “ you going home, or traveling? ”

[egotistival]

the house bustled with people, her homecoming an excuse for clove to throw a party. her father was here somewhere mingling, talking the ear off his golf buddies and church friends. her mother - long lost to a bottle of pills upstairs. saffron had been on her way back from seeing her, tucking her into bed, when she saw agnes. her breath caught in her throat, a stutter in her step, and then she was turning and finding something stronger than water to drink. she'd found a peach white claw - something she actually found disgusting but couldn't be bothered to look for anything else. she'd drank that down with barely a stop to her swallowing, her heart in her throat and her hands shaky. it had been a long while since they're last been in the same room and saffron could already feel that invisible line that tethered them together. several people had found her already, wished her all the luck in hollywood and made it their best interest to act like they truly cared what she thought or said. it was funny how people changed with the slightest ounce of fame that came with being on tv. saffron had excused herself from the conversation, trying to find clove. her twin was here somewhere - likely doing things that were bad for her. saffron, responsible and begrudgingly loving, always liked to look after her at events where alcohol would be present. but somewhere along the way, agnes had found her way around the party and they were face to face for the first time since saffron had left her orbit the last time. tongue brushing suddenly dry lips, all she could taste in her mouth was bittersweet peach and the longing that usually sat on her tongue when agnes was around. "hi," voice soft, almost like a whisper, it got a bit lost in the noise of the house. she felt exposed here out in the open for everyone to see her reactions to agnes. it was a feeling she always got when they were around others - like her want was transparent. she hated it. it made her feel vulnerable. "wanna go upstairs? catch up a little?" @loveinme

[loveinme]

these are the very same walls she grew up in, invited over for sleepovers on weekends and dinners with the smiths on schooldays. agnes isn’t sure when it all starts to feel like grime — when saffron went off to become a movie star, maybe, or she was distracted from the fact that it always has. whatever it is, it feels sticky like honey. like the lipgloss sucked out of her teeth or the thrum in her chest or everything she won’t say to saffron lodged inside her throat. she’s gotten closer to clove in the past year to numb herself from the fact that saffron isn’t a walk away anymore. they’re so different … but clove looks so much like her that it was easy to blur them together, for better or for worse. finally, saffron’s standing in front of her. agnes looks at her with something of passion. love for her best friend for more than half of her life, hate for leaving her stranded and alone for hollywood, jealousy for becoming someone outside of her. it’s something raw and confusing. “ yeah, ” agnes nods, tries to smile. hand makes its way to saffron’s, and she’s guiding her to her childhood bedroom like it’s her own. she sits down on the bed and soaks in the pleasance of her gaze. “ why didn’t you tell me you’d be back? ”

[loveinme]

hi i have so much muse that im writing this up instead of finishing up my pages. i'm looking for people to get some plots and threads going on here. more info under the cut! give this post a like and i'll reach out or send me a message <3

i'm interested in writing everything like romantic/familial/platonic. i write original characters against your original characters only, and i can be selective. i have a heavy preference for wlw ships but i write muses of every gender so throw ur muses at me. sooo plots. vague/brief ideas: codependent toxic rlship/friendship, broadway star & their understudy, academic/workplace rivals (crazy passive aggressive email threads), tinder hookup but walking into the lecture a day after and woah ur the ta, “i’m insanely, dangerously obsessed with u n ur oblivious… or so i think. truth is ur worse”, established couples going through rough patches, fake dating, secret dating, falling out of love, band au... left the band for fame only to meet ex-wtv again at a festival, modern royalty, wtv else we may come up with

please give my rules a look before interacting! but if anything here appeals to you then like this or dm me mwah. also would like to say that i haven't written on indie in a while so if i'm rusty and following the wrong etiquette i'm still learning.