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@mumuxinstitute
WELCOME:
I'm Julie (she/her), 27 y/o. Time zone: GMT +3. Low selective. I do indie on this blog and closed 1x1 on discord. Here some guidelines:
→ Partners 18+, please. → Both replies with gifs and no gifs are welcome, but I'll mostly will use gifs on my replies. → I only play M/F and F/F. → I don't have any triggers.
• muse page • inspo/wanted •
open to: muses 28+ or older(everyone) muse: Llewel Galanodel ( 30. astronomer. researcher. they/them)
Llewel sat down in their usual spot, it was a beautiful night and they had brought their notebook so that they could take notes." I didn't think you would make it tonight." The elf speaks up, glancing towards the sounds they had heard." I thought you were busy with far more important things than to listen to me go on about the sky."
muse: Aélin Thornthistle. A elf princess.
"I was," Aélin replied, a smile playing on her lips. "But I ran away. I needed some time away from all of that. So hearing you talk about the sky sounds like music to my ears."
open to anyone 21+!
plot: yumi and your muse are roomies, and they just walked in on her recording a fake girlfriend valentines day roleplay asmr video. awkward!
ㅤㅤ" oh my god, get out!! " cheeks are as red as the recording light on her camera as she got to her feet, tossing a pillow in their general direction before trying to neaten herself up; pulling up the low neckline of her t-shirt and frantically combing her fingers through her hair. " you know that i'm recording. you know because i'm smart enough to give you a heads up to avoid stuff like this from happening!! and yet here you are. ruining my video and my mood. "
Lilo just walked in, calling for Yumi, completely forgetting the warning her roommate gave her about recording a video. Lilo laughed, approaching. ❝Oh my God, were you moaning for the camera?❞ she said, flashing a smile. ❝That's kind of sexy, actually. Do it again,❞ she asked, sitting next to Yumi in a place where the camera couldn't catch.
frankie manetti | pinterest | open to f | selective
plot : antisocial frankie is being forced to go on a blind date with your muse. connection : total stranger, friend of a friend.
This was the last fucking time he followed his dumb fucking sisters advice. Oh you need to get out there, meet someone, do something other than mince fucking vegetables, blah blah. He made it a mission to explain to her the intricacies of his career were much more multifaceted then the mincing of onions, but what would she know. Yet he still managed to get talked into this date. He had half a mind to walk out, sat here like some asshole tearing a chunk of bread to pieces like it was his sisters face. Who did she think she was anyway? He was perfectly fine being on his own, in fact, he preferred it. His train of thought had begun to facilitate the movement in his limbs, figuring if he left now he could just blag it and say he got sick, but as he pushed up, his gaze met hers, and goddamnit he fucking melted. "Fuck...I mean uh, Frankie, you must be...?" And a hand extended for her own before his brain had regained the capacity to think for him. Giving his sister shit could wait, he supposed.
Lisa thought it would be fun to have a blind date on Valentine's Day. Well, not exactly a blind date, but definitely a date with someone she hadn't talked much with before seeing him. When she approached him, however, she didn't know if she had made the right choice for Valentine's Day. Mona Lisa hoped it wasn't because of her, but the blonde murdered the bread in his hands with what seemed like a lot of anger, but she decided to try to ignore it. Her heart skipped a beat when he looked at her and Lisa could see the bluest eyes she had ever seen in her life, getting lost in them for a few seconds before she managed to respond properly. ❝Mona Lisa… Lisa, if you prefer. Or Mona, whatever you want❞ she stumbled over her words, reaching for his hand, squeezing it.
"I'M sorry." Elias shook his head. "I'm not trying to judge you, I'm just trying to wrap my head around everything that you've told me." It was the last thing he had expected to hear after coming home from his last tour of duty. "I wouldn't have beaten him up myself but I know people who would be willing to show him that he shouldn't have laid a finger on you." He pulled her into another hug. "You have nothing to be sorry for, I'm sorry that I wasn't here when you needed me."
She denied with her head. She knew there was no point in him trying to do anything against the doctor, especially now that she had already resigned from the job to escape all that. She accepted Elias' hug and clung against him, hiding her face in his neck for a moment. She hated that it all came to light at that moment, after not seeing him for so long. ❝It's ok. We'll be fine❞ she said, always with a positive way of trying to control situations or at least trying. ❝I made dinner❞ she said, trying to make her mind forget that all that had happened as she broke the hug and wiped the tears with her hands.
Closed Rp
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Angel hadn’t been on a date in years. Between working at the club and trying to find a way out of his contract he had little to no time for himself. Especially not dating. One of his co-workers insisted he couldn’t be alone on Valentine’s Day and set him up on a blind date. Angel hated the idea, but he did not want to be alone today. It seemed everyone was in love and he had missed the memo. When Angel was given her number he texted her right away.
He offered to cook for the women at his place and promised he wasn’t a murderer. Angel was not one to go out much. He felt he was safer at home. Angel leaned against the counter in his kitchen biting at his nails; he stared down at the phone waiting for a text back.
The only thing Emily knew about Angel was that they had a mutual friend who had given her phone number to him. They started talking and Emily was really involved in those text messages she exchanged with Angel, unlike the majority she usually received.
Her complicated schedule made her more closed to herself and her work, which didn't leave her much room for casual meetings, much less for boyfriends. With Valentine's Day knocking on her door, however, she decided to accept those messages and that meeting. If everything went wrong, at least she hadn't spent Valentine's Day alone.
[emily]: Since you promised not to be a murderer, then I'll go, hahahaha [emily]: See you soon.
She liked to drive, and since the meeting would be at his house, Emily didn't need him to pick her up or anything, arriving a few minutes later than they agreed in the messages, knocking on the door and smiling when he answered. ❝Hey❞
jax shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t, he had played nice tonight, he had behaved as instructed, even with the absolute gorgeous woman that came with his brother, he behaved, honestly he deserved a pat on the back for exhibiting self control tonight. “yeah, im staying here tonight.” jax confirmed with a grin and a nod, while bringing his beer bottle to his lips. jax bit his lip, he just couldn’t help himself. “your really pretty.” jax completed. “to pretty for logan.” he grinned, hos tone teasing, his later comment could have easily be perceived as a joke, but if logan had been in the room he would have known that jax wasn’t joking, that was probably the reason logan had done his damnest to keep jax away from brooklyn.
Brooklyn froze a little at his sentence, her eyes searching for some playful tone in his, which only came with his second sentence. At least Brooke saw a joke there, laughing quietly and shaking her head. ❝No… I am the lucky one to have your brother❞ she commented, but she couldn't take her eyes off Jax, for some reason. It was almost as if they were mesmerizing to her.
open to f plot: your muse saw something that they shouldn't have seen and now they're being held by adrian's father - part of the mob - until they know what to do with them. and adrian has to be the one babysitting
The door to his father’s study closed with a loud bang, and if it had been up to him, the fucking thing could have fallen into pieces. Wasn’t he supposed to be the damn heir? Doing such menial jobs should be completely above him, getting new deals, managing another zone for their territory - that was what mattered. Instead, he was stuck babysitting a fucking brat that couldn’t keep her fucking nose out of other people’s business, for how long his father deemed necessary. Another door was closed behind him with unnecessary force, this one meant to startle the female “Welcome to hell. Population: you.”
She knew she shouldn't have gotten herself where she shouldn't have. Well, now she knew, at least. This all started with Penelope trying to understand where all her family money came from, because she was sure it wasn't just the jewelry store that the family owned. As a result, Penelope got herself into huge trouble and was now trapped in a place where she had no idea where it was. Excellent.
She jumped at every slamming door, flinched when she heard footsteps and tried to control her teary eyes. ❝I already said it. I won't say anything. I don't even know exactly what I saw❞
Brooklyn had gone to dinner at her fiance's parents' house that weekend. They had decided to sleep there too, and so Logan had gone upstairs to take a shower while Brooke stayed with his parents, talking a little more. Slowly, everyone went to their corner and Brooklyn stayed, volunteering to wash the dinner dishes, not being able to simply stand still while her fiancé wasn't there. When she was almost done, however, she heard footsteps approaching the kitchen and smiled when she saw Jax, Logan's brother. ❝Hey. I thought you were already gone. Are you going to sleep here too?❞ she asked, trying above all to be polite to him.
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HE shook his head, he was still in disbelief that he was only just hearing about this. "I know you love being a doctor Aubree but staying silent through all this just to keep your job," Elias shook his head. "I just can't fathom that. You should have told me, we would have found a way to stop it."
❝You can just... Not judge me right now?❞ she said, her voice shaking as she spoke. ❝Yeah, I told you now, then what? You can't just beat him up or anything like that. I didn't tell you for that... I know I should've gotten out of this sooner but it is what it is❞ She took those heavy words off her chest, trying to control her teary eyes. ❝I'm sorry❞
alexis had only recently been turned into a vampire a few weeks ago, and in those weeks since she had done nothing but cause havoc in new orleans, alexis was on a power rush, craving blood and it didn’t matter who’s. alexis was in a alleyway, feeding from someone, she had most definitely gone too far as the man had passed out, but she didn’t care, she had killed multiple people in these past few weeks. her head shot up when she heard footsteps her eyes looking around the alley till she spotted a man approaching her, alexis wasn’t sure what she looked like right now, but she knew her clothes and her chin had to be covered in blood. “what do you want?” she growled while standing, the disinterest in her tone clear, her eyes still dark and her fangs still exposed, she could tell this man was a vampire, but she had no clue he was a original./@mumuxinstitute
It was very difficult for anything to get past Elijah. He knew everything that happened in his city, especially when it included a vampire. He heard rumors of someone turning some vampires and bringing them to New Orleans with the promise of it being a no man's land, which wasn't true. New Orleans was very well controlled by the originals. Elijah, especially, was in town a lot, but sporadically he also received visits from Rebekah, Klaus, Kol, his siblings.
It was through one of his informants that he learned that that night, a vampire was leaving a trail of blood through the city. When he found her, Elijah smiled in a strange, perhaps menacing way. ❝What do I want?❞ he asked, as elegant as he always was. Finally, he ran at vampire speed towards her, grabbing her throat and pressing her against the wall of the alley they were in. ❝I want you to leave those lovely people alone. Are you listening, darling?❞
𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁 𝑇𝑂 : f ! 𝑆𝐸𝑇𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺 : period, fantasy, whatever. based on this.
they swayed gently to the music, drako's hand soft against the small of her back as he held her close. he could never be seen in public as close to her as this, no space for the gods between them. it's why they had taken refuge out in the gardens, just close enough to the castle that they could still hear the music, but far enough out of sight that no one could judge them for acting in such away when they were not wed. fingers gently squeezing hers, his nose brushed against her own before she exhaled softly. "if i am being too forward..." he trails off, at a loss for words as he stares at her.
❝You are not❞ she replied quickly, while her hand slowly went up to his neck and then a little further to his jaw, lingering there while she felt her heart speed up. She knew that if her father saw the two of them, it would be a disaster. But Alice couldn't contain herself around him. She couldn't drown out all the feelings and sensations that Drako made her feel. ❝As long as no one sees us, we'll be fine❞
♥ open to everyone. ♥ elias walsh. 38. solider.
“YOU should’ve told me this was going on. i would’ve put a stop to it the second i heard about it.”
❝I couldn't❞ she said, shaking her head. ❝He threatened to end my career if I told anyone❞ she murmured, about the doctor who daily abused her in various ways.
an enthusiastic virgin and an experienced, possessive male plot. give me muse a thigh riding muse b because she isn’t ready to fuck him yet. a lot of ’you’re doing so good, kitten’ and ’just like that baby.’ the slow burn surrounding muse a’s first time. muse b taking care of her the morning after, tracing her hickeys in front of the mirror while they’re both still nude. let me be muse a, i’ll love you forever!
unrequited love, stockholm syndrome, free use, affairs/secret relationships, sugar daddy/babies, dark n toxic things on dcord.
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anyone up to play Carmy Berzatto against my F OC (1x1 on discord)? hit the like bottom or reach me on DM/chat
"Who the f.ck is he?"
muse: Pierce Michaels, 29, bisexual open: m/f/nb reply as: ex, fwb, (step)sibling, friends parent he hooks up with.
muse: Margot Beaumont
❝A friend. Why do you care? You can't just throw me away but keep trying to control my life!❞
