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Peek-A-Boo, guess WHO! Me... It's me, begging, praying, and searching for Riverdale rpers to write on Discord! Please feel free to MESSAGE me if you're interested! We can discuss all the details there! xoxo

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❝ He came back again last night and T O R E me like paper. He opened me like a flower of pain, and it felt good. He SANK into me and set me on fire, like he always does. Made me burn from the inside out. ❞ Original and Multi-Muse indie with muses from, The Hunger Games, Scream: The Series, Pretty Little Liars, and more to come. ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ||  CANON MUSES || GUIDELINES

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💥⋆｡˚⁀➷ HA ! HE ALMOST DOUBLED OVER at her insult ! Nothing to compliment ? This bitch really does have ladies balls bigger than most men here got ! She doesn't even WINCE, at her own words like the others do when they 'accidentally' let an insult slip. He checks them back in line by givin' them the old iron to the face. Giving them that little Freddy Krueger treatment. Luckily for her Negan likes that PRETTY FACE and doesn't want to scar it up like the rest of the nasty fuckers. Also, he has a good sense of humor so usually he lets shit just slide off his shoulders.

OUCH though, to insult his THRUSTING SKILLS seems harsh. He didn't recall her complaining last night.... in fact, moaning his name and begging for more seemed like the opposite of it all. Women ! Can't live with them, can't live without them. He leans back to tower over her completely, rocking back and forth on his heels as the corner of his lips curled upwards. Tongue darting out licking pearly whites with a cocked eyebrow. The look says it all...... not much needs to be said with a look like that. He's amused but also..... whether she likes it or not he is still a mother fucking leader, and this ain't the time to be a disrespectful little shit. She makes him go fucking NUTS for fucks sake !

A lotta times he just beats the shit out of walker brains because the shit she says or does pisses him off. But he also fucking likes when a woman shows such fucking power. She is a powerhouse and she knows it. Negan has all these wives but man, they ain't anything like Eli. Hot carrying a gun, even covered in walkers blood. She does it all and he enjoys the living fuck outta watching her kick some walkers ass.

❝ You better start fuckin' carin'. I'm still your Goddamn leader, Buttercup. See I can be a reasonable man, but you know better than to disrespect me in front of my people. Just cause you got a sexy ass don't mean you gonna get away with jus' anythin'. This.... ❞ He points between the two of them, a voice just a whisper. Yes he has the loudest mouth of all, but he knows when shit needs to be handled quietly and without an audience.

This between them is one of these moments, a delicate moment to be exact.

Why ?

Who fucking knows..... there was just something about her, he didn't want to go down that hole, didn't dare let his mind wander to deep into those.... pretty little things.... not now. Not ever. Then she goes admitting that she did like it, and it catches his interest differently. Negan almost forgets what he was about to tell her, words vanishing from the tip of his tongue, eyes squinting down at her playfully. She has to know what she's doing.... keeping him on his toes, keeping his mind foggy and confused. He isn't one to be easily confused but GODDAMN this gal is working him, and it's fucking hot. A thought comes to mind.... one that will either piss her off even more... or... leave her delighted deep down inside. Either way it's not like she'll have a choice.

She'll be his top girl for sure. He knows her past is unholy for the way she bashes into these walkers head with so much passion. Negan chuckles, shaking his head. ❝ I'm gonna make a finnnnne wife outta you, baby girl. You know how to light the fire inside me, and my dick gettin' hard jus' thinkin' 'bout this. You... are gonna be my wife. Ain't you lucky! ❞

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"Leader? As if you'd let any of us forget." Her tone holds a hit of jest, shimmering orbs challenging. Eli should know better than to push the man, he was unhinged! A walking, talking psychopath… Not that she wasn't in the same vessel, two crazies prevailing in a cosmos of decaying undead. But Negan was one step away from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, shit, maybe that's why she flourished when it came to antagonizing him. "No? What are you going to do, Neggy?" Her words are a low, taunting whisper, a gleam of charm in her eyes. "Take me over your knee and really show me who is who?" It was a destructive, ridiculous contest she was cueing up, but there was no biting back her thoughts.

There were only two things in their pathetic excuse for an existence that drove the blonde. One being the brutal takedowns that secured her survival. The vehement dismemberment of the putrid walkers that relentlessly stalked her every move. The feeling of warm crimson splattering against her sweat-stained flesh, the lyrical crackle of bones snapping from the force of her attack. The barbarity of it all brought her back to life, feeding fresh air into her lungs. The other? Was the infuriating male that towered before her. A looming shadow that lurked around every corner of her sanity, mocking, and calling to her like some convoluted incubus. Why the fuck had they crossed trails? And why couldn't she bring herself to abandon? Because he left her pitiably and utterly infatuated and she LOATHED him for that.

Puckered petals await his next sentiments with heated anticipation, their poisonous little games never appeared to become tiring. But nothing could prepare the madwoman for his next declaration. In a flash, the morning rays felt twenty degrees fiercer, the cool kiss of the wind stilling, causing a tightening in her chest, air trapped in the base of her throat. "WIFE?!" A hysterical fit of brainsick laughter ensues, eyes wild and dumbfounded. Her head swiftly darts around evaluating if they have an assemblage, an overlooker to his outlandish claim. Luckily, they were preoccupied or playing deaf to such blasphemy.

"Are you fucking demented?!" Spat with toxin, a glare of pure mockery clouding her features. He was truly off his fucking rocker! Delusional! "In what gnarled world would I ever agree to be one of your wretched little pets?" Another notch for him to play around with when he was bored and in need of entertainment? In his twisted dreams. How could he even fathom such a thing? Was that all she was to him? A prize to add to his ever-growing collection of slags? Ha, well he picked the wrong bitch, cause there was no way in hell she'd ever follow through.

"Fuck no. Over my cold, dead body."

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It was vexing, her flesh a tender ache from attempting to cleanse him from her being. His aroma lingered, a sticky heat of man and oak, summoning her back to gestures of heated passion, groans of satisfaction, and sweeping euphoria. How could she be so thoughtless? Voluntarily falling into bed with Lucifer himself, only to relish in every second they'd spent together. Of course, it hadn't been the sting of alcohol that had her on her knees before him, it was a covert frenzy that called to her. But that wouldn't stop the blonde firecracker from laying guilt on the amber liquid they'd consumed. An audible scoff escapes kiss-chapped petals, glaring orbs of azure nearly rolling to the back of her head at his pompous response. Eli wasn't certain what she was envisioning when she stormed up with her declaration of intoxication, but she shouldn't have expected anything less from her leader. With his back towards her, eyes cast to the skies as though he were the star athlete for the Red Sox, it set her blood boiling. 'Look at me, you bastard!' The sentiment ricochets within the confinements of her mind, ivory plunging into the plushy meat of her lesser lip. Instead, she hits him with a sharp, "Don't think there is anything to compliment." Falsehoods. But she refused to give him the fulfillment. Not now, not EVER.

Hues fuse and she's regrettably greeted by a rush of fervor, a sensation she curses her body for. Why couldn't she merely shake him off as she had with others? Why was everything about the male so frustratingly tantalizing? A poisoned pomegranate, leaving her tongue salivating for his delicious seeds. A throaty titter bubbles up from the base of her throat, a bored smirk gracing her features. He closes the distance between them and it takes all of her might not to step back, his scent sending her down the rabbit hole of desire. Fuck him. "Are you sure you're not the one who worshiped every wink of it? Of ME? That you didn't covet having me entrapped in between the sheets with you?" A golden brow arches, her blonde head cocking slightly to the side as the corner of her mouth twitches. "You think I give a flying fuck what any of these people think?" Idiotic followers that cling to life anyway, shape, or form that they can, without ever truly living.

"So what if I enjoyed it?" Her voice was the same volume as his, baby blues drinking him in. "Doesn't mean it couldn't have been better." Wetting her lips, Eli chuckles lightly, head giving a gentle shake. "I was just telling you where I stand, but clearly, you'll be plagued with the thought of me from here on out, huh, Big Boy?"

[rpmemesforthesoul]

Send “ah, fuck it” to shove my muse up against a wall for a surprise kiss 👀

[pagesturncd]

STAY MY STRAWBERRY CRUSH --- Strawberry wonder, strawberry lover..Bet she tastes like strawberries under the covers.

Independent Cheryl Blossom & Toni Topaz written by @inventedxred & @pagesturncd

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Blue orbs widened at the sight of the dragons in the cages before them. After all, his name was given in honor of the beautiful beasts and he had always believed he had a certain resemblance to their courage and their power, however, at that moment he felt very small and if the blonde girl beside him had not reminded him that they had to leave, he would have stayed frozen.

“ Dragons? What are we supposed to do with them? Fight them?” he said quietly as he followed the girl blindly, his trust placed in her natural acumen for mischief. “ I need to prepare well. You have to help him.” His voice  did no longer tremble  but he was scared, someone had clearly wanted his name in the goblet.

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There was no denying that Betty was concerned for Draco's safety. Who would have concocted this? Who was after him and why? The young witch tugged slightly on his arm, urging him to turn away from the stunning, captivated beast before them. "I assume you're going to have to battle them… But we have time. We can figure this out." And they were going to have to because he couldn't fail. They wouldn't allow that to happen.

Turning away from the creatures, the blonde ventures back into the eerie forest. Silence fell before them as they continued their journey through the woods. Betty couldn't understand how his name had been entered, but they were going to have to get to the bottom of it. "I'm sorry this is happening to you…" -// @perfidiouswonderers

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[warblest]

BETTY/KURT: the girl-next-door and the choir boy.

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[musepirations]

“Everytime she touches him, her skin burns, but she didn’t mind, as the pain felt like true love and the scars looked like a masterpiece.”

— cocaine-angell (via wordsnquotes)

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❝ 𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗌, 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍? 𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍. ❞

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"I'm tired of this shit!" The Serpentine dream spat, blue hues narrowing. "Always leaving us in the shadows." Eli wanted action. She wanted to be out on the front lines taking care of business. Instead, they were tossed aside and told to remain safe. Safe was for pussies. "What do you say we take matters into our own hands?"

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@perfidiouswonderers liked for a starter.

"Dragons… The first task is dragons…" The pair remained hidden in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, their sights set on the monstrous beasts trapped in cages. They were stunning, shimmering scales and jagged horns and tails. Fire and smoke being spat in violent plumes. Creatures of beauty and destruction.

"W-We need to leave. Get out of here before we're seen... Come, Draco." Her hand falls to nudge his, smooth fingers brushing across his before she leads them deep into the moss-covered woods before them.

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"I know it's late, I'm sorry…" The moon hung high in the sky, dark grey clouds filling the deep violet depths. The clock ticked well past midnight, and hooting owls and haunting crows were the only company that stayed hidden in Fox Forest. "Thank you for meeting me here." The pair remained above ground, the wide opening to Doiley's bunker calling out to them.

"I wasn't sure who else to call…" Another tragedy she was going to share. Another secret they'd have to keep. It was a cruel, toxic web she was weaving them into. Hauling them into her bloodstained chaos as if their hands were tarnished with crimson. "…Now's your opportunity to back out." To escape before becoming involved. "I wouldn't condemn you if you left." And with that, she began the lengthy descent into darkness.