[mo0nstrucks]

#𝚖𝚘𝟶𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 : penned  &  adored  by  ren,  twenty6,  they / she,  est . . . . # OPENS / # WISHLIST

[ptxweekly]

Kirstin Maldonado / April 7, 2026

[mo0nstrucks]

YALL im so sorry ive been so absent , i've been ... not great mentally, but trust i havent forgotten about anyone <333

[mo0nstrucks]

YALL im so sorry ive been so absent , i've been ... not great mentally, but trust i havent forgotten about anyone <333

[tylrswftss]

someone should give me a plot with this big bad gang leader and his super soft and cute girlfriend that has him wrapped around her finger. like he’s a feared man, which she doesn’t really care about. and she’s there to patch him up and while he usually tries to hide her away from the cruel world he’s in whenever he isn’t there with her, she just patiently waits for him when he’s out and about doing his business and he’s so fascinated by her and no matter how much of a bad guy he is, he’s just so soft for her and he’d do anything for her!!! and then his most precious possession gets kidnaped and shit goes down snsnsns

[mo0nstrucks]

WOULD any moots like a short lil sinday starter orrrr ....

[mo0nstrucks]

ok on second thought ,, i feel REALLY not good. and tired . and my period cramps are making me feel actually ill SO i might not be writing much tn !! but i SO super duper wanna plot more so i'll be around on mobile for a few more hours !

[mo0nstrucks]

" i    think    you're    forgetting    that    i    know    exactly    where    to    touch    you    to    make    you    fall    apart. " / @clearsnight

[mo0nstrucks]

" god,    shut    up.    i    just    want    to    fuck    you    stupid. " / @clearsnight

[mo0nstrucks]

WOULD any moots like a short lil sinday starter orrrr ....

[ercelhande]

just thinkin some thoughts rn but ... give me more messy exes plots. exes who can’t give each other up even though they know they should. exes who keep falling back into old habits because they don’t know any different. exes who still have to live together because money is tight and they can’t afford to find a place of their own. exes who swear up and down that they hate each other’s guts but keep doing everything in their power to make the other jealous, only leading to rough fucking and whispered i hate yous that sound a hell of a lot like i love you and in the morning they pretend nothing happened. exes who still share the same group of friends and are forced to hang out together all the time. exes with tension and unresolved feelings. exes who have to co-parent their baby/kid. exes who broke up right before an already paid all expenses trip where they couldn’t cancel or they’d lose their money so they have to go on a romantic trip even though everything’s changed. exes who were friends first and don’t know how to go back to that or if friendship is the only thing they still want. exes who keep finding ways to hurt each other because it’s the only way they know how to feel. just ... ✨ messy exes ✨

[disgustinggf]

[nastasyafilippovnas]

Give me an assassin and a girl he can’t kill and I’ll ship the hell out of it.

[clearsnight]

*:･ﾟ 𑣲 closed starter for @mo0nstrucks ! introducing joey malone.

         was almost embarrassed at the thoughts that raced through her brain as of late, innocent flirtation quickly turning into something that blonde couldn't exactly understand. male had clouded her thoughts for weeks . . tiptoeing a risky line, as if the two would be committing a crime if the line was blurred & shy comments shifted towards real actions. ❛ i need you to be honest with me. ❜ pulls him to the side, gaze looking upwards at tall frame, ❛ is it all in my head? am i the biggest idiot in the world? ❜

[mo0nstrucks]

archie    blinks    as if    she's    just    said    something    that    completely    rearranged    the    air    around    them,    hand    coming    up    to    rub    the    back    of    his    neck;    a    nervous    habit    he    doesn't    quite    realize    he    has.    for    a    second,    he    just    looks    at    her    like    he's    trying    to    figure    out    how    honest    he's    allowed    to    be.    " hey,    no,    don't, "    a    soft    huff    of    a    laugh    slips    out,    not    at    her,    just…    overwhelmed.    " you're    not    —    you're    not    an    idiot. "    he    shifts    his    weight,    glancing    away    briefly    before    his    eyes    find    hers    again,    steadier    this    time,    even    if    there's    still    something    careful    in    it.    " i    just… "    he    trails,    exhales,    then    tries    again,    quieter.    " i    didn't    think    it    was,  ...   fair,    i    guess,    to    assume    it    wasn't    just    me. "    a    small,    crooked    smile,    almost    shy.    " but    no,    it's    not    in    your    head. "

[clearsnight]

*:･ﾟ 𑣲 closed starter for @mo0nstrucks ! introducing elijah finley.

         strangers hands gripped his shoulders as if they'd known him for years, an attempt to catch his attention clear in the way their body shaped into his. unfortunately for the other, elijah's mind was filled with distraction — gaze searching & landing on her, the flirtatious scene that played before him, and while male had no right to form jealousy between veins, was all that encompassed him as dark eyes shielded over the two, ❛ huh? yeah — yeah, i'm listening. ❜

[mo0nstrucks]

she    clocks    it    immediately;    the    distraction,    the    way    his    attention    fractures    mid - sentence,    the    way    his    eyes    keep    dragging    back    to    her.    it’s    almost    funny,    if    she    didn't    already    know    exactly    what    that    look    means    on    him.    she    lets    the    conversation    she's    in    linger    just    a    second    longer    than    necessary,    and    lets    the    hand    on    her    arm    stay.    not    because    she's    interested,    because    she's    watching.    then,    finally,    she    extricates    herself    with    a    murmured    excuse,    stepping    away    like    it's    effortless,    like    none    of    it    mattered.    because    it    didn't.    by    the    time    she    reaches    elijah,    her    expression    is    already    set;    cool,    sharp,    just    short    of    amused.    " you    look    busy, "    she    says,    gaze    flicking    pointedly    to    the    person    still    half - draped    over    him    before    returning    to    his    face.    " try    to    keep    up,    yeah ? "    her    head    tilts    slightly,    voice    dropping    just    enough    to    carry.    " or    are    you    gonna    keep    staring    every    time    someone    touches    me ? "

[mo0nstrucks]

open to f / nb ! ( mutuals only )

based on plot #13 from this post !

paloma    doesn't    hesitate    when    she    steps    in,    slipping    into    the    space    beside    them    like    she    belongs    there,    hand    settling    lightly    at    the    small    of    the    other's    back.    " yeah,    she's    with    me, "    she    says,    casual,    not    even    sparing    the    other    person    more    than    a    glance.    it's    enough,    something    in    her    tone    and    her    posture,    to    convince    the    interaction    to    fizzle    out    quicker    than    it    started.    she    waits    just    long    enough    to    make    sure    they're    actually    gone    before    pulling    her    hand    away,    eyes    flicking    back    over.    " … you    looked    like    you    were    about    to    commit    a    felony    just    to    get    out    of    that. "    a    pause,    softer    now,    but    still    just as blunt as ever.    " you    good ? "

[mo0nstrucks]

" no,    no,    babe, you    said    that you    wanted    something    ' slow ', "    ridley    insists,    squinting    at    her    phone    like    it    personally    betrayed    her,    thumb    aggressively    scrolling    through    the    confirmation    email.    " and uh, this    is    slow.    this    is,    like…    aggressively    slow. "    the    car    idles    at    the    end    of    a    long    gravel    driveway,    engine    rumbling    low    like    it's    just    as    unimpressed    as    she    is.    open    land,    a    too - quiet    farmhouse,    a    couple    of    fences,    and    absolutely    nothing    else    stretching    out    ahead    of    them. ridley    lets    out    a    short,    disbelieving    laugh,    dropping    her    head    back    against    the    seat.    " …    there    are    literal    horses. "    she    turns    her    head,    looking    at    edith    like    maybe    this    is    still    salvageable    if    one    of    them    says    something    that    makes    sense    of    it.    " we    were    so    drunk, edie, "    she    adds,    like    that    explains    everything.    " this    is    on    you,    by    the    way.    i    remember    you    being    very    convincing    about    the    whole    ' we    need    a    break '    speech. "    her    fingers    tap    against    the    steering    wheel,    restless    already.    there's    no    traffic,    no    noise,    no    movement; nothing    to    react    to,    nothing    to    chase.    it    feels    wrong.    too    still.    like    being    stuck    in    neutral.    she    eyes    the    house    again.    then    the    fields.    then    back    to    her girlfriend.    " …    what    the    hell    are    we    even    supposed    to    do    here, "    ridley    mutters,    not    quite    annoyed,    not    quite    amused;    somewhere    in    between. / @litheelixir

[pro-royalty]

Laura Harrier