midnight society

high selective. 18+ multi muse & multi fandom rp blog

[midnightsciety]

muses. memes. starters. welcome to the midnight society, a highly selective queer indie rp blog with fandom and original characters. All my muses are 18+, and the mun is 30+. minors should not interact with this blog as there are untagged and tagged nsfw content, including taboo and dark topics. [block, dont report].have a look around and see what's on the agenda. rules are under the cut.

if you are under 18, this is not the blog for you. minors are not allowed to interact with this blog in anyway, shape, or form.

2. please do not rush for replies, this is a hobby and I promise I will get to them. that said, if its been more than three days, please hit me up.

3. there will be nsfw present on this blog, I will do my best to tag everything that could be considered triggering. moral policing is shitty so please do not do it. some people write things to deal with said things, life is very nuanced and if you cannot understand that, then do not follow this blog. tolerence for idiots is very low.

4. no drama. please keep me out of your rp drama, this is a fun hobby for me.

5. new rules can be added at any time, always check back to see if there is something new.

6. banned faces: sydney sweeney, usa men's hockey team, charli xcx, justin bieber,more can be added.

[weepinginlace]

knight that catches me touching myself? ♡ knight that has decided to turn a blind eye and preserve my dignity, i will never find out they saw but they'll retire to their chamber thinking of me ♡ knight that tried to spy on me but failed and i noticed them so they can either apologise profusely and beg for forgiveness or offer me help and guidance ♡

[quiroptofobia]

The last thing Yurem expected was to find himself sharing a kiss with his royal highness, much less his bed. Ever since he'd sworn himself in service to Henry a year ago, he'd been infatuated with him, which it didn't take long for him to discover was the worst idea it could have ever occur to him. He was meant to protect his charge at the cost of his own life, if necessary, not daydream about filthy ways he could pull him apart. That night when he saw him at the ball, surrounded by all those beautiful women, Yurem's stomach had sunk with envy. They could act as coquettish as they desired, bat their pretty lashes, smiled, giggle, and give him lingering touches as they awaited their turn for a dance. Meanwhile, Yurem could do neither of those things. All he was meant to do was stand by, watching over Henry from a distance. Or so, he'd believed.

❝ I've wanted you since the first moment I laid eyes on you, my prince. ❞ He confessed, taking hold of Henry's hips with both hands as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Moaning, he buried his face on the other man's neck, which he peppered with kisses after a minute or two of resting there. ❝ Not a soul suspects I came to see you, I promise. We belong to one another tonight. ❞

[midnightsciety]

Looking back on the night, he had noticed that Yurem's eyes had been locked on him more than other nights. Watching as each of those nobile girls pratically threw themselves at the prince the entire night and all he could do was smile at them, give them a dance, before politely excusing himself to that he wouldn't upset them or his parents. He never in a million years thought that he would end up back in his chambers with his personal knight, with a cock deep inside of his once virgin hole.

Henry pulled from the kiss to let out a louder moan as the other began to move at a faster pace, moving his hands to gently caress up the other's strong body before scratching his nails down the torso quickly and moaning happily.

"You are not the only one who kept their desires a secret, Yurem," admitted Henry as he leaned up and captured the other's lips in a kiss once more before wrapping his legs around him tightly, "is that why you were looking all night? were you jealous of those girls?"

[disapprove]

Eloi had been out of town for weeks. He got back a few days ago from another BMX competition at the other side of the continent and felt drained, more than pleased to be back home after any kind of event. Even if he was a pro bmx rider, he also did a bit of content creation and influencing stuff at a small office he rented. Lots of brands he partnered up with so he had enough to talk about on his socials.

So upon arriving home he just wanted to get in bed and do some doom scrolling. Eloi froze the moment he noticed all the candy on his bed. "No fucking way." He muttered. His parents used to think that he was crazy, he'd gona to therapy for years trying to get over these weird and very real dreams that he had as a kid. Eloi thought he got over it, but then he heard that familiar voice again and he straightened his back, head shaking several times. He clearly wasn't the little kid anymore. Eloi worked out every single day to stay in shape. "Where the fuck are you? Come out. This is not fucking funny bro, I'll fight you." Maybe someone he knew had spoken to the press, someone was pulling this stupid prank on him. Either way it had his heart racing and his body shivering. "I said come out!"

[midnightsciety]

Oh Eloi, this one hadn't changed over the years; he was alway strong willed and brave, something Jack hated about him and yet slightly admired. There were not many that could get rid of him, but Eloi had been one to slip through his grasp and Jack didn't like it when things didn't go his way.

An updated outfit than his old clown costume, now he wore leather pants with a fur jacket over his naked torso; he moved from the shadows slowly and looked towards Eloi with the smile still plastered on his face, more devlishly as he used his powers to help make it more menacing for his old friend.

"Are you going to fight me after I left you those treats? Here I thought it was a nice gift from an old friend," said Jack as he moved across the room almost in an instant moving to Eloi and wrapping his hands around his neck, but not squeezing, "did you miss me?"

[disapprove]

While he could try and deny all he want, he couldn't help but get turned on by what he was hearing and imagining. Xavi had kicked off his sweatpants and was running a hand along the thick and hard bulge in his boxers, head tipping back in the cushion as he closed his eyes. He was pushing his hand into boxers when Devin knocked his door and Xavi shot up, pulling the sheets over his body and picking up his phone. "One moment.' He plucked a decorative cushion from the floor to put it on his crotch, hiding the tent. "Yeah? Whatever, come in - what do you want?"

[midnightsciety]

Devin knew exactly what was going on in the room, he smirked looking at the cushion over his stepbrother's crotch as he walked into the room naked as the day he was born and sat down on the end of Xavi's bed. "I heard you knocking against the wall and wanted to come in and tell you that she's heading home, I made her cum three times, so at least she is leaving satisfied," said Devin reacing down and adjusting his balls, his cock wet and semi hard, "were you in here jerking off?"

[kisseism]

princess who refuses to let her knight cum before a joust. she sits in his lap, jerks him off and whispers all the things she'll let him do to her if he wins... which means there's gonna be a knight who's all pent up and frustrated before jousting because his princess loves watching him being feral and bloodthirsty :)

[disapprove]

The compliment had him chuckling quietly and Oliver cocked his head to eye Chris from head to toe. Impressive really, like this was the first time he noticed the other. "You never really think before you speak do you, Chris?" He shook his head with an even bigger smirk as he noticed the way Chris' cock was growing. Oliver took a step closer to Chris. "You're gonna get trouble keeping that hidden in your pants." It made his cock twitch, Oliver casually rinsing the shampoo from his hair while still eyeing Chris. "You wanna touch it? Since you're so excited." He teased with a wicked grin.

[midnightsciety]

Sure, the smart thing would be to never get involved with your coach, the issue was Oliver was hot and everyone knew it. Even the queer guys on the team would discuss it all the time how they knew he would be hung and would probably stretch them so fucking good. Chris had never even entertained any of these thoughts until this exact moment, the moment that he watched soapy water flow down the toned body like a soapy, sensual waterfall and now Chris was ready to figure out the answers to lots of questions.

"It usually gets me in trouble, but in those rare moments, it seems to help me get what I want or realize things about myself," said Chris as he stepped closer to his coach, "and right now, it's gotten me this far and I think we both need to say thank you to my big mouth."

With those words, he wrapped his hand around the cock and tugged Oliver to him by it and let his lips stay inches from the other's lips. "have you done this with anyone else on the team or am I special?"

[thrcbbing]

while Saxon continues complaining about this random girl, Lochy saunters his way back to his bedroom just a few feet away, to put some pants on. he seems to absentmindedly forget to close the door behind him, unless he meant to. it's a gray area, and he wouldn't even know the truth himself. "Right, yeah." he nods, so Saxon knows he's listening and agreeing with him. "If she's going back to her cheater ex, you dodged a bullet. She's probably crazy." if Piper were here she'd probably slap the back of his head for saying such things about a girl he doesn't even know, but he's been living with his older brother for a little too long now that his influence and macho point of view has sort of taken over the girl power feminist agenda she was feeding him to try and get him on her side before. Lochlan is really a blank canvas of morals at times, siding with whoever gives him the most attention. and, right now, Saxon is that person.

he disappears for just a second, while in his room, as he steps away from the doorframe and reaches into his closet and grabs a pair of jeans. when he then makes his way back into view, he remains (maybe) unaware that Sax can see all of him and drops his towel, appearing completely naked and still a bit stiff from when he was in the shower, playing with himself. as he dresses up, he doesn't feel the need to bother putting boxers on before he slides into his pants. with his lower half covered, he makes his way back, shirtless, and sits against the nearest surface. he looks at his big brother and smiles, "She wasn't worth your time, even for a quick fuck. It's like you said, crazy bitches are never worth the nut, right?"

[midnightsciety]

It was perfect the way that his little brother was slowly taking after him, after Thailand and there little play time with the girl, things had changed between them and maybe for the better. Now Saxon knew that Lochlan would do anything to make him happy and that included turning into a mini Saxon, which in his dirty mind was something that turned him on and filled him with a sense of pride.

He watched his little brother pulling up the boxers over his naked body, eyes locked as he watched every move no matter how small it was, the same eyes watching as Lochlan entered the room and sat against the counter, a smirk on Saxon's face as he looked at Lochlan, licking his lips slowly.

"Exactly, crazy bitches are never worth the nut and it's good to see you understanding that not everthing I say is bullshit and I can help you," said Saxon pulling two beers from the fridge and handing one to Lochlan, "though speaking of nut, I fucking edged last night to get a fucking big load ready for the bitch and now I got all this cum in my nuts and nothing to fucking do with it."

[grahamontheice]

Garrett had one motto: always do your best. And that didn't get limited to the rink. His hockey skills were something worthy of envy; after all, it had gotten him a scholarship, and had never faltered. People even saw him making it professional one day. Only a matter of time before some scout realized the opportunity right in front of them. Per usual, the team won thanks to him, so all the friendly banter and congratulating got him in a cheery mood.

After being done with the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist gave him some modesty, right hand shaking the excess of water off those damp curls while he walked towards his locker. The sudden presence of someone halted him in his tracks, just to give the stranger a weirded out look. "Uh, yeah, dude. Nice to meet you." A tiny smile appeared on his face, only for it to vanish at the mention of magic. Brow arched, he even tilted the head, thumb and index finger in his right hand adjusting the knot keeping the towel in place. "I mean... Like, a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat or...?"

[midnightsciety]

It was almost funny to Nick how humans lived their entire lives not knowing what happens right under their noses. How many of them walked right by something that could easily kill them daily and not just their fellow humans. Killing wasn't on the menu, it wasn't something Nick would ever do, though hexing someone was always fun. The issue he was having right now was he didn't want to hex this man, he was hot and naive; which just happened to be Nick's type.

He smirked and shook his head slowly. "Pulling a rabbit out of a hat is child's play, in fact, it was one of the first spells I learned when I was younger. No what I am talking about is something alot darker and stronger," said Nick as he stood up and walked closer to Garrett, "someone gave me 2k to make sure you didn't play in the next game so his team could win, but I think I could change my mind, given a good enough reason not and I can tell your little enemy to fuck off."

[smutbydaylight]

Chris opened the fridge, looking to see what they had. When the other talked about giving him a kiss if they had beer, he shook his head. He quickly found a six-pack, but part of him wondered how serious the other was being. He grabbed the pack and stood up, holding them up. "Please do not kiss me cause of the beer. When I get kissed I want it to be because I'm literally the hottest person ever." He flashed a cocky grin as he walked back towards the living room.

He moved to sit on the couch, grabbing one of the beers so he could toss it to the other. "Here. There's not much, but it might be enough to give ourselves a buzz." Being sober during the apocalypse was a pain in the ass.

[midnightsciety]

Leon chuckled at Chris' words, even during the literal apocalypse Chris found a way to talk about how hot he was and honestly could Leon even blame him? The man was stacked and looked like he could take down a zombie with one single punch, maybe Chris had earned the right to be a little cocky.

He chuckled as he took the beer and opened it, taking a long swig before letting out a happy sigh, turning his head to look at the other man. "Have you not been kissed at all during this? Hell, I thought everyone would be throwing themselves at you when you saved their lives," said Leon taking another swig, "and you are the hottest guy in the world, I think you know that already, Chris."

[midnightsciety]

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[ragtagrunaways]

Drake saw no reason to hide the easy grin that spread across hi slips at the question from Xander. Of course he'd heard of their little ragtag group, and he'd absolutely done what was necessary to keep himself out of the sights of any stakes or other various weapons. Staying in his lane practically came as naturally as not breathing. Xander had been an accident, his initial approach leading in to a sense of recognition.

"What makes you so sure of that? Do you usually think you're not to people's tastes?" It was an easy enough retort, even as he found himself standing in front of the younger man. No need to turn his gaze to the rest of the club, no. Dangerous situation or not... He'd chosen his aim for the night. "I suppose I might be too old for you, though. Is that what's got you all flustered?"

[midnightsciety]

Why did vampires have to be so fucking charming? Xander wanted to tell this guy to fuck off that he didn't want to be some vampire plaything for the night, yet why hadn't he said those words? Instead, he just stayed right in front of the other, not leaving the conversation but instead tempting it to fo even further than he thought. He rolled his eyes gently before taking a sip of the drink in his hands, eyes locked on Drake.

"You are the first vampire who has ever given me a second look, well except for Dracula but he was just using me to get a friend," said Xander as he blushes slightly, "you being older doesn't scare me off, my therapist once told me I have daddy issues, take that how you will."

[disapprove]

open to m. neighbors / friends / roommates / stepfam, etc. (could be at some holiday or we)

After another trail of moans, he reached out to bang his fist on the wall. "Some respect for your neighbors? Fucking hell." Xavi called out, tossing his phone aside and closing his eyes to try and not focus on the sounds he was hearing. Even if they affected him, clearly.

[midnightsciety]

Devin smirked when he heard the banging on the wall from his stepbrother, underneath him the girl was moaning loudly as his cock made her reach her third orgasm, pulling his dripping cock from her hole as he moved his head down to lick every drop of squirt from around her pussy before kissing her thighs softly. "Alright babe, you got to go before Xavi comes in here and kills us both," said Devin as he chuckled, tossing her clothes at her before he walked from his room towards his stepbrothers, knocking on it gently, "yo, can I come in?"

[disapprove]

open to m. oliver is y/m coach / captain???

"You keep staring and I might start to think you like that you're seeing." Oliver stated with a smirk as he washed the soap off his chest, head turning to look at the other while they showered. "Do you approve?" He asked with a grin, tipping his head down to emphasize what he was referring to.

[midnightsciety]

Chris should totally not be staring as his coach soaps up his body in the locker room, he also should have totally just not gotten in the shower and waited; but something made him stand right beside his coach under the shower head. He licked his lips slowly as he shrugged, with a little smirk on his face. "I mean it's a big fucking dick, how do you keep that shit hidden in those pants you wear?" asked Chris turning towards Oliver to show off his own cock, not as large as his coach's cock, but thick and growing harder by the second.

[whclesome]

Theo chuckled into Stiles's mouth when he heard the boy moan: a low, cocky noise. 'Cause it was kind of funny, right? You try to kill a guy like five or six times, get killed yourself, come back, reevaluate your life and then realize that your murderous intentions might have actually been a bit of a crush in disguise? Where was that movie, huh?

"Well, you keep telling me to leave before your dad gets back..." The chimera countered Stiles's lip-lick with an obnoxious peck on the lips. Flattening himself against Stiles, slotting a thigh between the boy's legs. "I wouldn't have to keep coming back if you'd just let me stay."

[midnightsciety]

Stiles groaned happily when Theo moved his leg between his thigh, he moved his hands to Theo's hips and pulled him closer to his body against the closed door of his bedroom. He looked into the Chimera's eyes and bit his bottom lip for a moment, before nodding his head slowly. He knew that the other was right, each time after they finished Stiles sent Theo away, but what if that didn't happen tonight? Would it be so bad if Theo stayed?

"You are right, plus if you stayed we could go for more rounds, " said Stiles with a cocky smirk before blushing ever so lightly, "Theo, would you stay the night with me and even have breakfast with me, no matter if my dad is home or not?"

[midnightsciety]

featuring ⌣ laughing jack

setting ⌣ int. bedroom (night).

connection ⌣ y/m had jack as an imaginary friend and came home to find candy on your bed, reminding you of the horrors of your past.

open to ⌣ m/nb

It hadn't been fun for him to kill children in a long time, it had almost grown repetitive for the man and he knew something had to change, with all the horrors of the world, it was hard to scare someone new but what if he went back to get the ones that had someone beaten him in the past. Tormenting them in their adult years seemed more fun and honestly more damaging, let's see if he could fuck up years of therapy.

From the shadows, he watched as they entered the bedroom and on the bed was candy, in the past a signal that he had been there and killed the children, one of the scariest parts of the story in his honest opinion, who was scared of murder anymore with all the true crime podcast. He licked his lips slowly as they picked up the candy and looked around the room carefully, before he just smiled from the shadows, staying hidden for now as he spoke.

"do you still like candy?" asked Jack in a stage whisper, chuckling softly.

[vicedmuses]

open to: f/m/nb potential connections: someone who he's giving piano lessons to just found out he's a k.iller, aside from that open to any other additional type of connection about muse: hugo [ 35 y/o composer, piano teacher, & s.erial k.iller. thought he was comfortable taking a backseat in things, but has been itching to get back in the game ]

"don't lie to yourself" he stepped away from the piano once he realized that they weren't going to be focusing on a lesson. "you wanted me to do it. every time you came in here complaining about someone. then they mysteriously disappeared, but you kept complaining about more people. do you think i'm stupid?" his brows pushed up in annoyance as he started to walk closer to them. "you wanted me to get rid of them. on some level, you knew what i was doing." hugo was going based off of assumptions, but he didn't care.

[midnightsciety]

Devin couldn't believe what the other was saying to him right now, everyone in the world knew that Devin's father had killed multiple women when he was a child, the Graveyard Angel killer, and now the man who had been teaching him piano for six weeks was actually to his face telling him that he had killed people for him? His entire life he tried to get away from anything that reminded him of his father and now he was in the room with a man who was just like him, yet Devin hadn't left the room. In fact, the words of the man were swimming through his brain and the wild thing was, he couldn't say no. Even if not on the surface, Devin knew that it was weird that his enemies kept dying but he thought it was karma, didn't he?

"I told you about my dad during these lessons, I told you how my entire life I tried to get away from memories of him, from thinking about the man that he was. All this time you were just like him," said Devin wanting to turn towards the door and leave, but he kept standing where he was, "why did you kill them for me? why?"