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open to: females. connection: customer (stranger, acquaintances, friendly, old hook-up, etc.) [NOTE: there are multiple directions this can go (aka a simple scoff from the drunk dude or evolve into a full-on fistfight or sth). Just go with whatever you feel like!]

The night in the club had gone by pretty fast. Alex had jumped from making quick drinks to joking around with customers over the loud music and flirting with the females that caught his eye. Aka, more or less so, nothing about this night was out of the norm --- at least up until an unusual sight entered his periphery. A woman sat on the stool, looking annoyed if not a little alarmed as a clearly wasted man literally glitched onto her. “What the fuck---” he murmured to himself before throwing a quick ‘be right back’ at his company and interfering from the back of the bar. “---Hey. Hey! That’s enough, man. She’s with me,” he casually lied. “Go home. Now.”

#indie smut starter #smut starter #indie smut rp #smut rp #( open starter. )#( starter: alex. )#( alex. )

angelsxinc:

Open: Females Connections: Escort, Friend Notes: Locke is a virgin.

Locke looked at the girl incredulously from his desk chair. “You’ve got to be kidding me. My brother paid you to… to take my virginity?” he asked. At first he couldn’t believe that his older brother had paid her to do this. Then again, he could as he looked over the female as she walked into his bedroom.

After several years of doing what she did, Vera had to admit that getting paid to...do the work with someone else, wasn’t something she’d faced multiple times. In fact, taking a guy’s virginity was about to be her first. The thought excited her, if not make her a little bit nervous. However, being the professional that she was, the blonde escort decided to start by telling the truth right off the bat as neutrally and calmly as she could, from the first moment she walked into the guy’s bedroom. “Uh huh,” she repeated to erase the guy’s disbelief. “He made sure to leave us alone and lock the door, too. Quite a caring brother you got there,” she mused whilst closing the door behind her and slowly starting to make his way to his desk. “The question remaining is...Do you want to go through with this?” Despite her former protests of doubt to the male’s brother, he had insisted this was a good idea. Now that the two of them were alone, she had to find out that he was okay with a stranger taking his virginity. “I promise, I will make you feel really, really good.”

#( vera + locke. )#( vera. )#( angelsxinc. )#[ hey - feel free not to match the length. :) ]

▸drυɴĸ ѕoɴɢѕ.

( @stargazvrs )

Had this been...what? The eighth drink? The ninth? Sierra lost count about four songs ago. From the moment she’d stepped on stage for what had been a lousy karaoke night thus far, the blonde had owned that mic. And yet, the more shots she threw against her throat, the messier she got with the singing. An annoying voice at the back of her head kept on nudging her about the fact that nobody walking in the bar right there and then would’ve been able to realize that she was actually a good singer. All it took was a couple of more shots to silence that whisper for good. Now Sierra murmured half a lyric before giggling into the microphone. “Can’t---I can’t,” she laughed, actual tears watering her hues. That’s when an attractive female caught her eye from the audience, and the blonde wasted no second in inviting her up by pointing a finger towards her direction, shaking it with wild abandon to emphasize who she was talking about. “---You!!! Yup, the cute one! C’meree get up!”

#( sierra. )#( stargazvrs. )#( closed starter. )#[ hey! you can pick any muse of yours to respond to :) ]

▸coғғee dαтe.

( @lxstfultales )

Alex had spent the past hour in the cafeteria, torn between completing the task he’d come for on his laptop and checking out the cute waitress that delivered him his black coffee. She looked quite younger, but not young enough to freak him out. But have you seen the sixteen-year-olds out there nowadays? Impossible to pick out, he thought to himself. Instead of wasting any more time on thinking this over and over, with a mental ‘fuck it’ he signed for the brunette to come over. “Hey---okay, I’ll be honest. I can’t figure whether I should buy you a coffee right here right now, or wait for your shift to be over and ask you out. I suck at being patient. So.. Help me out here?”

#( alex + nadine. )#( alex. )#( closed starter. )

ereans

a plot where muse a and b hate each other. and by hate, i mean completely and utterly loathe one another. they turn on their heel and walk out of a room when they spot each other, they insult each other at every opportunity they get, and they’d rather sit on a spinning blade than spend time together doing anything but screaming at each other – unless they’re fucking. as much as they can’t stand one another, they drive each other crazy, good crazy, in bed. she comes out with bruises on her hips and hickies on her thighs while he’s got scratches trailing down his back and chest. they hate each other, but they love fucking, and their sex is full of pulling and scratching and biting and shut the fuck up and say my fucking name and the second they’re finished, one’s kicking the other out. this behavior continues for a while, both showing no signs of liking each other, even a little, until one day muse b fucks up and says the ‘l’ word in bed. he leaves immediately, and they avoid each other for days until muse a snaps and goes to his apartment and they fight and fight and fight until they’re fucking again, and afterwards they fight more and he’s shirtless and defensive and she’s in her bra and on the verge of tears because somehow, they ended up loving each other, and suddenly every day when they fight, the ‘i hate you’s sound like ‘i love you’s and the sex feels like making love and somehow they hate that even more, because hate is all they know how to feel.

#o m f g #this is kate and her ex husband sooo damn much #even though i'd take this plot for nearly any character tbh #( kate. )#( wishlist. )

▸ғancy тrιcĸѕ.

( @fairytalebeauties )

The sudden movement in Diana’s periphery was impressive and surprising enough to snap the vampire’s attention away from her original plans and onto the peculiar female instead. “Nice trick you got there, Honey.”

#( diana. )#( fairytalebeauties. )#( closed starter. )#[ i'm sorry i don't know who most of these characters are so i kept it really general? respond with whoever you like. ]#[ again my apologies ]

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#( reflection. )#( r; alex. )

aloverstouch:

“If you wanted to play all you had to do was ask,” Paul smirked. His hands glided down her back before sliding beneath her underwear to get a firm grip on her backside. His lips traced her neck before with one hand he reached up and pulled his fingers through her hair to give it a slight tug.

Alyona’s full lips tugged into a half smirk as her eyes rolled in an exasperated sigh. Was he for real? “Fuck me if I tried,” she retorted. For weeks and weeks had she been sending signals to his co-worker. The brief time they could spare between the change of shifts in the bar, she had suggested getting drinks together. When he didn’t get the memo, she knew more drastic measures had to be in play. “How could I’ve known you needed a clearer message?” Alyona thanked her lucky stars that he drove back during the bar’s closing to get pick up whatever the heck he had forgotten. All that mattered was that she’d wasted no time in pulling him at the back of the counter and pushing him against the wall. And now there they were, her light blue orbs rolling shut as a sigh of satisfaction escaped her parted lips when he started trailing kisses down her neck and massaging her ass cheeks. “Mmm..” she murmured in approval before biting her lower lip. Her own hands explored the muscular muscles she had fantasized about caressing countless times by now, before running down the side of his hips, pressing in as much as the wall allowed her to. Her head tilted on the side, lips caressing the shell of his ear, her tongue flicking gently against the lobe before whispering in it “Now that you know... What are you gonna do about it?”

#( alyona. )#( alyona + paul. )#( aloverstouch. )#[ ok wow this is long but my first replies to starters always are. feel free not to match the length :) ]

open to: males. connection: high class escort + client.

Vera’s eyebrows rose up just slightly at the scenery before her as her client stood there with his palm pressing against the small of her bare back. A fancy dress up is what she’d been required to wear, so that’s what she did. After a couple of long hours of a fancy dinner, one would’ve expected nothing outside of the ordinary. But the escort’s experience had taught her better than that. The oceanic orbs took in the public and very, very open location before slowly turning around and finding his gaze. “Is this the spot, Darling? Is this where you want to take me?”

#indie smut starter #smut starter #indie smut rp #( open starter. )#[ feel free to change the setting and claim that he's taking somewhere else if you don't like this. ]#[ just please make sure to check through my anti-kinks before replying. <3 ok thanks. ]

amoroxs:

OPEN TO F: ANY CONNECTION e.g exes, friends, old friends, family etc.

Stopping into front of a door, he took half a second to catch his breath before knocking on the door - someone had ratted the deal he had been making to the cops and luckily he got away unseen before he was caught but that didn’t mean he was taking his chances. “I just need somewhere to crash for tonight, somewhere that isn’t my place,” he asked the other, trying to stop himself from bursting into their home uninvited, he was raised with manner but he doubted he’d hold onto them for long before just walking in. He didn’t want to say why, it was better that they didn’t know why he needed somewhere to say. Safer for them. “Come on, I’ll be gone in the morning. If it matters, you were the first person I thought of that would help me.”

This moment of Odette opening the door and finding Jacob standing opposite from it was one of those that she felt that would possibly happen in the future, and yet never expected it to turn out to be true. He wouldn’t risk doing this...would he?

Huh. As if she didn’t know better. Risky was Jacob’s middle name.

Asking the ‘what’ would’ve been unnecessary - in fact, asking anything at all would be useless. So, what she settled for was a single protest: “You shouldn’t be here.” The blonde stood tall against his request, putting on her best neutral face. And yet, for all the shock that she mastered to cover up, the hurt behind her eyes didn’t stand us lucky. Why would he reach out to her after all this time? Why her? Whatever it was, it reeked with ‘trouble’ all over it. The very same trouble that attracted her to him in the first place and pushed her to break up with him in the end. "Of course you do,” she murmured before letting out a frustrated exhale. The voice that told her to shut the door in his face was muted by all the possibilities going on in her head. What if someone had already seen him? What if someone hurt him? A defeated sigh escaped her plump lips as she stepped aside, letting him step inside. “..Fine. Just for tonight.”

#( amoroxs. )#( odette + jacob. )#( odette. )

lxstfultales:

( based off this | open to females | connection: stripper )

This was the last place she needed to be on a Friday night. What kind of girl lives nights like this with her group of guy friends who dragged her ass to a strip club? How unfortunate was she that she spent most of her time with these guys just because her female friends seemed to be incapable of planning out nights like this. It could have been a girls night out, but no. Here she was, sat down by the stage while her friends spent a shitload of money on girls. One by one they disappeared, seeking comfort in their own little worlds with their own stripper. Now, they left her alone, uncomfortable as some of the men stared at her like she was one of the women that worked here. Why was she still here though? It was because of her, the one stripper that had continuously had her staring and questioning if she actually liked it here or not. She was gorgeous, body so perfect that it made her wonder what it would be like if she were to end up having some time with her.

Colorful lights that switched between red and purple threatened to blind her vision as Salomé walked on stage. And yet, cat-like eyes knew how to adapt instantly and focus her gaze onto the crowd instead --- a crowd composed by multiple dozens of customers, all of them already focused on her; the most precious gem in the land. And yet, only one managed to catch hers; her. The blonde woman with the illuminated hues that sat with a group of guys, all too busy caring about the show to look out for her. One by one, the rest of the dancers finished their shows from the side polls and walked away with customers. But Salomé was different, for she didn’t dance for the public only to be dragged out in the back of the room. No, she did her show, got payed with cash that flew around her g-string, then went back home alone, and repeat. And yet, there she stood right now, fixated upon her for a reason she couldn’t comprehend. Never again had she felt this kind of attraction towards another female, and yet now she could barely keep herself contained. Her curvy hips swayed to the rhythm as one hand was held onto the pole. The tantalizing gaze broke only for the trick to be performed: With a jump, two long legs wrapped around the iron and swirled down to the ground as her free hand loosened the string of her bra. The hand that wasn’t holding onto the pole slid up her skin, sensually grabbing onto her breast, squeezing it in her palm and uncovering it before stretching that arm out towards her, in a motion that could only mean only one thing: Come.

#( lxstfultales. )#( salome. )#( salome + amelia. )

▸тнe αυdιтιoɴ.

( @let-film )

Sierra knocked the door of the director’s office. She was right on time - if not a little early. Her pulse pumped thick through her veins; heavy. Nervousness wasn’t what caused it, though. Rather the excitement of trying something new and quite scandalous. With knowing what she already knew about the director’s...requirements from her best friend’s former audition, an information she was determined on keeping to herself, the blonde waited for the door to open with an extra button of her blouse popped. Her full, firm cleavage was a sight not many could resist.

#( sierra. )#( sierra + jake. )#( closed starter. )#( let-film. )

▸ғree drιnĸѕ.

( @dirtyfckndozen )

Inhale. Exhale. Exasperated, lazy circles of a slim forefinger over the short glass’s ring. Had it been an hour since she first stepped inside the bar, or less? It was difficult to tell. But, after finishing up her drink, Ruby was one minute away from leaving the almost empty bar when the glimpse of another figure walking inside and taking a sit on one of the stools nearby caught her eye. The brunette waited for the dark-haired male with the tall frame to look towards her direction for her to lean a little towards him and flash him a charming smile. “Hey there. The name’s Ruby. Let me buy you a drink.”

#( ruby + nate. )#( ruby. )#[ hi! so i picked nate because...ok i mean look at the fcs! i had to! but if you want to pick someone else instead just go for it :) ]#( closed starter. )

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WANTED PLOTS!

muse a is from a foreign country and doesn’t know how to speak the local language and is trying to order something at this restaurant muse b is at, too. so muse b offers to help and hey, is that chemistry going on between them? because people start thinking they’re actually a couple.

muse a and muse b were in love during high school and everything was good until muse a had to move to another country and now they meet again under whole new circumstances: muse a is still in love with muse b, but muse b is taken… and super happy with this other person.

this horrible thunderstorm is happening and both muse a and muse b are at this other town, soaking wet and cold, and they missed the last train to their home town. to make things even better, neither of them have enough money to pay for a night at a motel, so hey, i don’t know you, but wanna share a room for tonight? (extra: both actually feel hella attracted to one another and are single)

muse a sings like an angel but is really shy so they only sing in the shower. everyday, muse b, who is their neighbor, listens to their singing and thinks muse a is actually a professional singer. one day they meet at the elevator of their building and muse b really wants to ask for muse a to sing a song for them, or just compliment them. but how will they do so without making things awkward? and to top this situation, muse a is also a lot attractive.

muse a doesn’t know how to cook and finds out an a+ chef (muse b) has just moved into their building and everyday they smell the food coming from the apartment next to them, so they decide to knock on their door and ask them to feed them/teach them how to cook decently.

muse a is allergic to something (like dogs) that muse b loves and has on their apartment and they fight all the time because they’re neighbors and muse a can’t stop sneezing but muse b doesn’t want to give that thing up, but there’s a hidden sexual tension between them too.

muse a and muse b have this one night stand after drinking way too much at a party/bar/etc and the next day muse a finds out muse b is actually a person of note. meanwhile, muse b was totally enchanted by muse a and wants to find out who they are, but has no idea of how to start. no, wait. is that muse a the waitress in that restaurant i’ve just stepped in?! oh fuck.

#( wishlist. )