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#𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖖𝖘 is an independent, slow & selective, multi muse rp blog featuring mainly fandomless with some canon divergent/removed muses. multi verse. beloved by nini since 2018, 30+, she/her, CET. Minors & personals DNI. low activity.

𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩: evanave & neverfittedin

𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 & 𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰: cfthesoul, eniqmvtic / klldare / lostliketearsinrain / byrcnic, rczepetalz, r3dblccd, veteris-sanguinis, cloudedheartz

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@rczepetalz | gets a plotted thing from lyle to zander

With a six pack of energy drinks in hand he strolled through the house back to his room where he had sent Zander to wait for him. That they had those in the house was solely because they pulled an all nighter every now and again. Last night had been one of those for Lyle while the rest of the house, his teammates, had given up to sleep one after the other. It had been fine by him, after all he was used to being up until the early morning hours when he was working on a new short story and sleep wasn't on the table until it was out of his system.

However, what he didn't expect was for Zander to stand by his desk with some papers in his hands. "Didn't take you for a snooper," Lyle commented with a frown on his face, resisting the urge to send a gust of wind to discard the documents he had openly left lying around. After all what was the point now that Zander most likely had read a thing or two about the investigation he yet had to mention to the other. All he had revealed to him was the horror short stories he wrote and earned money with.

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@rczepetalz | gets a plotted thing from cillian to seth

Finding his way to Seth's place was as if he had only been here yesterday. Too many times he had made the trip that it was like he was coming home and considering how much time had passed, he kinda was. Only he didn't know what to expect. If Seth was still living here, yet from the looks of it everything seemed like he remembered and also the doorbell sounded the same.

Four weeks or so had gone by since he made his escape. Weeks in which he figured out where he was and how to put enough miles between the lab facility he had been held in against his will and himself. Covered up traces to hopefully make him untraceable. Only when nothing suspicious appeared, no one seemed to have followed him and he had cleaned himself up, made himself presentable, Cillian made the trip to the one person that had promised to get him out of prison. The man who's name was engraved into his brain and played a part in keeping his sanity.

"Hey sweetheart," Cillian greeted with a self-assured grin on his lips the moment the door opened and that familiar face came into view. "You've got quite the wrinkles since I last saw you. Jason has to stop burying you in work. You need your beauty sleep."

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Of course, Sinclair didn't say a fucking word; just stood there, looking at him, with those eyes and that look in them and all those unspoken words. His own eyes were fixed on those blue orbs that tried to burn right into his damned soul. His body tensed up. Hands balled into fists, and his chest ached from the breath he was holding in.

From the corner of his eyes he saw a movement, a hand was lifted about to touch him. That slow movement was met with a sudden slap of his own hand. Thorne slapped that hand away, only to grip both of the other male's wrists in the next moment, and abruptly he pulled at them, pulled him close, so that the wolf needed to make a step closer. Eyes darkened and never broke contact with the other's. And as he finally let out that breath, Thorne put those hands to his own face, warm palms touching his cheek, his jaw. He closed the distance as he leaned in so his forehead rested against the other's.

"See for yourself," a growling whisper.

If Max really needed to see, needed to know, he would show him, would show him everything. All those emotions and thoughts battling at the very core of his self, fighting over his soul.

He needed him to see that what was started couldn't be stopped anymore. He needed him to feel how this was tearing him apart when it was the only thing that ever promised to make him feel whole.

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Max wasn't a man, a creature, of many words, especially not when it was about something personal. For some reason saying those things out loud was much harder to him than reverting to his telepathy. It was a much rawer, more vulnerable way of communication and yet he always felt most secure with it. Possibly because a third party could not listen in on such private matters.

Now, he hadn't expected for Thorne to swat his hand away and yet it made sense to him, considering the tension he could sense in the other's body, the air between them that charged up the longer this moment lasted. Max hadn't even a chance to think about a different approach when his wrists were grabbed and he was pulled forward. Blue eyes kept gazing back without ever faltering as his palms finally made contact with the other's face, so did their foreheads and this closeness felt so right, exactly where he was supposed to be.

With Thorne's permission Max reached into his mind with his own. Settled there like a cozy blanket as the man's truths, his emotions and thoughts revealed themselves to him. It was only a matter of seconds in which the hunter was fully exposed to him with no way to hide. Then Max revealed his own in return. Admitted he couldn't walk away from this either. Didn't want to walk away, despite knowing he was putting a target on himself.

Upon releasing the other's mind, he remained as a gentle presence in Thorne's as he didn't waste another breath to capture the other's mouth with his own. Unleashing a fire that didn't want to be contained much longer. ' Have me. I'm giving myself to you. ' He finally said within the hunter's mind.

Giving up power, control, something Max barely did yet for Thorne he was willing to do that. Maybe this was the beginning of his downfall. If so, then it had always been in the cards for him and he couldn't fight what was destined for him.

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"Sure, Jan," he said with a chuckle that soon turned into a heavy cough shaking his body, making him lean forward, hand pressing to the wound, his face distorted with pain as he tried to regain his breath.

Goddammit, Thorne knew he was hurt pretty bad, close to fatally actually. And of all the people - or creatures - who was there to help him on his feet and allow him to lean on him as they tried to get to a safe place? The goddamn alpha of the goddamn Sinclair pack (for a man of a reliogious order, he sure did misuse the name of the Lord quite a lot).

"Don't expect a thank-you card in return," he managed to say, once the coughing had stopped.

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Max provided the support the other needed as there wasn't much he could do in this moment, aside from bringing him to safety and either reach Nikolai or Nima. What the alpha actively tried to do. He had little hope he would reach the scout though. Nikolai had a tendency to move right out of Maxwell's reach as he was not a fan of having his alpha in his head. If Nima was already on her way to the meeting they had set for today then they didn't need to get into town to get Thorne the help he needed.

"How about you keep your jokes to a minimum, until we got you to safety and can properly stop the bleeding." He wanted to sound indifferent, yet tone of concern still swung within his voice as he knew they were moving way to slow. At this rate Thorne would fall into a shock, bleed out even in worst case scenario.

Stopping in his tracks the alpha got down on one knee. "Get on my back." An order and his tone clearly didn't accept a no. Max will force him if he had to and Thorne can hate him for it as there is no way he'd let him meet his end on his watch.

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@byronlc asked: “Do you honestly expect me to believe that?” / thorne to maxwell

"We had a deal. Why would I risk the safety of my pack by breaking it, hm?" It didn't make sense for Maxwell to do something like that, when his pack's safety was his top priority. The many run ins the two had by now must have given Thorne that knowledge too. Why else would've he agreed to keep their territory as it is, not expand it, if it meant the hunters left them alone. In return they did the same. Either someone was trying to put the blame onto the Sinclair pack or someone from within was trying to sabotage it and Maxwell could think of someone who would. "Give me time to investigate the matter. Then I'll let you know what I could figure out."

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Jan 18, 2025

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"You want time? Well, tough luck, Sinclair. That's exactly the one thing I can't give you."

He paused, taking a moment to compose himself. This tenseness he was feeling in every fibre of his body didn't exactly help to keep a clear mind. The whole situation was not just fucked up, there was something so foul with this, with the seemingly random attacks. There weren't any signs of a rogue wolf, let alone another pack in the territory. All pointed to the Sinclair pack. It was obvious. A bit too obvious.

Thorne watched the alpha, noticed how his facial expressions gave away something.

"You do know something," he said. And it wasn't a question. "Look, I don't trust your dogs the slightest. And I know you'd do anything to protect those fleabags. So, no. I won't give you time to figure it out and help the one responsible to escape his punishment." He didn't mention that the hunters would never allow it, even if he decided to let Sinclair deal with this on his own, which he wouldn't allow either, just for the record.

"We're doing this together." And in a much lighter tone, he added, "we're gonna play detectives and investigate these incidents together. This is gonna be fun." He actually grinned at the thought, especially as he knew how much the other must hate it. "What? You don't like that? You prefer I call the other hunters and they're gonna take over? And we both know they won't be as much fun working with as I am." He said this in a joking manner, but both knew that he meant that that would end in a bloodbath.

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Of course, the hunters demanded answers right away. Ones he didn't have, unless he could prove his suspicion. Still it had been worth a try and he believed his chances stood best with Thorne than anyone else. What puzzled him those random attacks had only been brought to his attention that morning. Up until he ran into Thorne he wasn't aware about how many attacks had actually happened. He knew he'd get an earful from Leela leaving the territory by himself, but Max was certain if he had brought anyone along it would only give a wrong impression. He needed Thorne to not feel threatened, so he could see he wasn't the enemy here as he knew how smart that man was. How observant.

Eyes shifted onto the hunter when he hit the bull's eye almost right away. Well, maybe he was a bit too observant. But the hunter was wrong about one thing. "I won't let anyone get away unpunished. We have rules to live by too. If anyone kills someone by accident, they have to report to me. Someone gets bitten by accident, they also report to me. None of this had happened. Not even once over the past weeks and that's what puzzles me." The alpha clarified.

As much as he would've preferred to investigate the matter alone, cooperating was the best option for now. Part of him hopes his suspicion was wrong and it truly was someone from outside, but given how set his half-brother was on seeing him go down, he has to be prepared to hand a wolf or two over to Thorne by the end of this investigation. "No need. I accept the condition. - Now, do you have the most recent victim? Could I take a look at their wounds? Or is this too much to ask?"

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I don't need the world to understand I just need your hand in my hand If I disappear, let it be known I was never whole when I was alone I only feel safe when it's you Not a soul, not a sound cuts through You're the fire that still burns low You're the ache I'll never show I can fall, I can break, I can lose But it only hurts Yeah, it only hurts when it's you

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Look, I can't resist when I see an inspirational face, and I never will lol. So, welcome to:

SHAY, 20+, chimera. Knows of Firefly and Cillian as he was held in the same lab facility as them. He's the reason it eventually fell into chaos and most held there managed to escape. Don't let his looks fool you, he's a wolf in sheep's clothing and a junkie to spill blood every now and again.

MUSE UPDATE;

VINNY will be thrown in the same universe as Firefly, Cillian and Shay, therefore is a chimera as well ( what kind that's what I'm still working on ). However, unlike the others he doesn't fly under the radar, instead he went back to pursue his dirt bike racer career and has gained popularity since. His mindset: No hiding, I'll face futurely danger head on.

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Stacy Clausen as Ryan in Leviticus (2026)

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“open the door.”

[laurens-german]

“I want to be able to do it all. Even though I know it’s more likely I’ll succeed at none of it. It’s dumb. Hell no. That’s not dumb. If that’s what you want, go after it. People who care about you will understand. And if they don’t, they’re not your people.”

OFF CAMPUS 01.06 'The Breakaway'

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When gif posts like this show up I feel the need to bring Yuri back, but for that to happen I'd have to rewrite him. Maybe one day he'll make a comeback but until then he remains benched.

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OPEN TO: mutuals MUSE: Olive 'Liv'

"Ugh, they had one job!" Trusting Alexis and Lex with anything by themselves was always a risk, she knew it, yet Liv had hoped that for one time they wouldn't mess up. "Do I go find them now or have their head later?"

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OPEN TO: mutuals MUSE: Alexis CONNECTION: anything that fits

She had been listening to the other for a while now before she decided to interrupt. "Hold up. I'm not drunk enough for this."

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OPEN TO: mutuals MUSE: JC PLOT: your muse knew JC before he went to rehab and now he's back to tie up loose ends. ( can be platonic or romantic, if romantic then it's only open to males )

After ringing the door bell JC waited patiently for the them to open the door. "Hey. — Could I come in?" He asked when they eventually had open up.

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OPEN TO: mutuals MUSE: Maxwell CONNECTION: anything that fits

A sleepy sigh was let out when he was woken up by the noise the other made. "Can't you be quieter if you have to be up this early?"

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OPEN TO: mutuals MUSE: Victoria CONNECTION / PLOT: anything that fits

Approaching the other she snatched one of the earbuds and held it to her own ear as she leaned closer. “Uh oh, you’re listening to your extra-angsty playlist, I see.” This was never a good sign, therefore Vic was prepared for anything as she sat down next to them. "How bad is it?"