each and every one.

mun is 25. multiverse, multimuse independent roleplay account

[proverbialsaints]

" You can run on for a l o n g time , Sooner or later God will cut you down. "

GUIDELINES . MUSES . WANTED PLOTS . OPEN STARTERS .

High activity, semi-selective multi-muse indie rp blog.

[heavenlyraindrops]

Forced Proximity Prompts

Locked in a classroom together by the teacher on accident after serving detention

Hiding in a cramped space when they’re almost caught somewhere they’re not meant to be- end up getting stuck

locked in a room or a closet by their friends.

Door gets jammed

one of them gets their foot/ clothes stuck

There’s only one bed

only one horse/ other small methods of transport

forced to take a carriage together

forced to work on a group/ paired project together

A is forced to tutor/teach something to B

prisoners in the same cell/ something along that concept

arranged marriage

servant/master dynamic (NOT SLAVERY, *SERVANTS* e.g., maid attending to the prince)

they end up in an unfamiliar land and are forced to stick together

A is B’s bodygaurd

Forced to be dorm mates at an academy/school/institute

A is a wanted criminal, B is the knight/gaurd/mercenary/officer/ ect. Who captures them

[calirph]

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓: 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍.

All these sentences were found on pinterests about romance, longing, pinning, sweet whispering, dirty talk and intimacy. Those that are intimate and smutty are label as such so please beware. Change names, pronouns, locations as you see fit.

For former lovers, separation and the longing:

I wish we never met, you are too hard to forget.

You don’t even know how beautiful you are.

You broke my heart. You killed me.

I just miss you all the time.

There is only one heart in this body. Have mercy on me.

For you it’s all just a game, isn’t it?

We all have our seasons, my issue is that all remind me of you.

I’m jealous of everyone who can see you everyday.

We will meet again in our dreams.

Perhaps in another life. . .we would’ve worked.

I don’t care how complicated this gets.

I wish you loved me like I love you.

Am I not good enough for you?

I wish it was easier to hate you.

Just because I let you go doesn't mean I wanted to.

Please stop making me think you are in love with me.

What is this? Whatever we have, it’s not longer simple.

You knew I loved you and you broke my heart anyways.

You left. I woke up one day and you were gone. Not even a goodbye.

I love you and it’s killing me.

Come back alive and I’ll say it. Come back to me and I’ll say anything you want.

I’ll wait for you, but don’t take forever.

I wish I had met you a long time ago.

You are putting words in my mouth.

I might be heartless but you are naive.

You’re right I don’t want to feel anything.

You are scared of the way I make you feel.

I have loved you since we were children.

Stop denying what happened between us. 

You keep saying it was just an affair. But it wasn’t. 

Who hurt you?

I’ll always find you.

Wherever you are, if you need me, I will find you. If you need me.

You don't need to say a word. I never expected you to feel the same.

You are still searching for me in every woman.

Intimacy between lovers, nsft:

You can control what I eat, what I wear, who I talk to.

Good girl, you are taking it so well.

You are making me proud.

This is just for you.

You're taking it so good.

Eyes on me while I fuck you, baby.

You like that, uh?

Lift your hips for me, love.

Mine. Only fucking mine.

If you can still walk, then we are not finished.

You say we are friends, but friends don’t know the way you taste.

Dirty and loyal, that’s my girl.

You deserve to be fucked until you can’t stand up.

Shh, just a bit more. That’s it.

There you go, that’s a good girl.

We have to be careful, we can’t fall in love.

I’m going to eat you up.

I’ll do things you never forget.

We are lovers, we can’t stop loving.

You little aristocrat, I want to fuck you. Teach you things, humiliate you.

I never stopped wanted you. I want you now so bad.

Maybe I should get on my knees and worship you.

Lift up your dress.

You don’t need pleasure, you need shivers.

I want you in my mouth.

Tie me up, tell me I’m yours, take control.

You got to be quiet or someone will hear you.

Does it get you wet? That someone might walk in?

Bend over, hands on the bed.

Brace yourself on the wall. 

Are you going to come for me? 

Come inside me, please. 

You like a gentleman who knows how not to be gentle.

I can’t hate you. Not like this. Not now. 

The taste of you is so addictive. 

Do you want me to turn over? Take me from behind? 

Oh, I thought you were mad at me.

Wet my fingers for me, sweetheart.

Use that mouth of yours. 

Move with me, grind on it.

Did he ever touched you like this?

Don’t let a single drop go to waste.

Strip for me.

Do you let all your enemies fuck you like this?

Open up for me.

Don’t come until I give you permission.

Have I not been a good girl?

I learn fast. Does that feel good?

You deserve the best, because you are my good girl.

I'm going to ruin you.

[melamemea]

send me "I don't want to be alone tonight." for my muse's reaction to yours saying that to mine.

[proverbialsaints]

s t a r t e r c a l l

Looking to get threads up & moving again. Like this for a starter from your wish list!! (if i can't find one, I'll come pester you about ideas) If you have a muse preference - let me know!! looking forward to writing with you :3

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑿.

[ bed ] our muses have sex in a bed [ shower ] our muses have sex in a shower [ car ] our muses have sex in the back of a car / on the hood of a car [ table ] our muses have sex on a table [ whirlpool ] our muses have sex in a whirlpool [ bar ] our muses have sex at a bar [ tent ] our muses have sex in a tent in the backyard or campsite [ movie theater ] our muses have sex during a movie playing in the theater [ hotel ] our muses have sex in a hotel [ bathtub ] our muses have sex in a bathtub [ dressing room ] our muses have sex in a dressing room at a store [ kitchen counter ] our muses have sex on top of the kitchen counter [ washing machine ] our muses have sex on top of a washing machine [ office ] our muses have sex in an office [ parking lot ] our muses have sex in an empty parking lot [ elevator ] our muses have sex in an elevator [ airplane ] our muses have sex on an airplane [ public restroom ] our muses have sex in a public restroom [ beach ] our muses have sex on a beach [ sauna ] our muses have sex in a sauna [ pool ] our muses have sex in a swimming pool ( public or private ) [ ferris wheel ] our muses have sex while riding a ferris wheel [ barn ] our muses have sex in a barn [ church ] our muses have sex in a church [ cornfield ] our muses have sex in a cornfield [ boat ] our muses have sex on a boat / ship / ferry [ gym ] our muses have sex at a gym [ party ] our muses have sex at a party [ taxi ] our muses have sex in the back of a taxi / uber [ strip club ] our muses have sex in a strip club [ trampoline ] our muses have sex on top of a trampoline [ train ] our muses have sex while riding the train [ concert ] our muses have sex at a concert [ rooftop ] our muses have sex on a rooftop [ garage ] our muses have sex in a garage [ forest ] our muses have sex in a forest [ classroom ] our muses have sex in an ( empty ) classroom [ igloo ] our muses have sex in an igloo [ couch ] our muses have sex on the couch [ office chair ] our muses have sex in an office chair

[proverbialsaints]

oh no - we're stuck in a storm & the only hotel room available only has one bed!

-- "No, everything is okay, I just won't be making it back to the house tonight. " Liam's eyes drifted over to the guest in his passenger seat, "the weather is looking bad so we think we're just going to hunker down in a hotel around here." He had questioned how smart it was to agree to this daytrip prior to leaving, but at the other's insistence, he had crumbled. "Yeah, we probably won't make it back in time for my shift tomorrow, let them know for me, would ya? Thank you."

He disconnects the phone call, reclining back and letting his head roll to the side to look at his passenger - and the dark clouds rolling in behind their head. "Any availability around?"

[proverbialsaints]

I’m coming back ya’ll let me know if you’re looking for a thread or seven :-)

[proverbialsaints]

" You can run on for a l o n g time , Sooner or later God will cut you down. "

GUIDELINES . MUSES . WANTED PLOTS . OPEN STARTERS .

High activity, semi-selective multi-muse indie rp blog.

[taggedmemes]

GLIMPSES OF THE PAST: a headcanon / prompt collection because sometimes it's not enough to write about your muse's past and how it affects them, you just gotta write a little scene. these prompts are designed to be a little writing prompt related to your character's past, essentially!

send FORGED for a scene from my muse's past that they think made them stronger in the long run

send REMINDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they encountered something that reminded them of a difficult experience / trauma

send CONFESSED for a scene from my muse's past in which they revealed a secret about themselves to someone

send TRICKED for a scene from my muse's past in which they misled, tricked, or lied to someone

send IMPRESSED for a scene from my muse's past in which they tried to impress someone, successfully or not

send ACHIEVED for a scene from my muse's past in which they completed / achieved something they were proud of

send CHANGED for a scene from my muse's past that represented a turning point in their life

send DIFFERENT for a scene from my muse's past that they feel changed their outlook / personality / etc, for the better or worse

send CRITICAL for a scene from my muse's past in which they thought about / were reminded of something they're insecure about

send SCOLDED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone told them off, justifiably or not

send STRAINED for a scene from my muse's past in which they interact with someone they have a difficult relationship with

send SOBBED for a scene from my muse's past in which they broke down in tears

send LOST for a scene from my muse's past in which they felt lost, literally or figuratively

send BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

send INJURED for a scene from my muse's past in which they sustained a significant injury

send AFRAID for a scene from my muse's past in which they were scared / under threat

send HELPED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone helped / saved them

send CAUGHT for a scene from my muse's past in which they were caught doing something they shouldn't

send BLUSHED for a scene from my muse's past in which they received a compliment that really got to them

send VICIOUS for a scene from my muse's past in which someone said something cruel that really got to them

send SWOONED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were infatuated with someone

send PINNED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were stuck somewhere, literally or figuratively

send GRIEVED for a scene from my muse's past in which they had recently lost someone / something

send MORTAL for a scene from my muse's past in which they had a brush with death, either themselves or someone close to them

[proverbialsaints]

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity!

<3 <3 <3 Thank you so much! :')

[proverbialsaints]

Like this for a starter from your wishlist! will be worked on tonight & tomorrow

also down for some discord plots, if you'd like my handle please pm me :)

[proverbialsaints]

@lavenderhazestories

continued from here

Lucy pouted slightly at his question -- the only medicine she truly had available to her right now was some herbal tea and some Tylenol. plus, his bed down sound nice. "Okay, Okay. If it will ease your mind some, I'd be happy to come stay for a bit." She runs her hand down his arm affectionately, "I don't know what I'm going to do about work for these missed days." Lucy sighs and allows herself to close her eyes while she rests against Carlos for a moment.

"Thank you for helping me."

[tyliocellier]

While he washed the back of her shoulders, Tylio felt a calmness come over him he hadn't felt in a while. He took his time washing her, even though she probably wasn't very dirty, he simply enjoyed the act of spreading soap all across her shoulders and back and lightly massaging her skin, until there wasn't a single hint of sweat or grime left. Until her skin was as soft and clean as Rosie's usually was. He eventually took down the showerhead and rinsed off the remaining soap, a content smile present on his face the whole time. He leaned in when he was done, kissing the back of her neck ever so gently.

"You can turn back now", he announced, although he was also tempted to take her into his arms and simply stand there with her for another fifteen minutes. He knew this was about trust for her, though. Even though they knew each other for a long time, they had never been in this kind of situation before and after seeing Ryan grab her arm like that earlier in the day, Tylio had no idea whether Lucy had any sort of fears about being touched unexpectedly.

"You know, you are beautiful from the back too", he teased her, lightly running his hand along the side of her arm while he let his gaze wander down her back. It was funny, he had stared at the back of her head so many times before. Sometimes he even imagined that when she turned around, he would tell her everything. When she turned around, that's when he would tell her that he loved her and that he wanted to be with her. But he never ended up doing it in those moments. It was easier to just imagine, to look at the back of her head because her face was so beautiful sometimes, he would lose all of his words.

[proverbialsaints]

While he was washing her back, Lucy closed her eyes and hummed lightly. His hands on her body gave her a warm sensation anywhere they touched. She couldn't remember the last time she was washed by someone - probably when she was a baby herself. She felt the stress and sweat from the day leave her body at the same time she felt his soft kiss against her neck, a happy smile breaking out across her face.

She takes a moment and looks at him, her face aglow with a wide smile. Throughout the years, she'd always described him as a handsome man -- an objective fact to her. His high cheekbones, deep eyes, his height checked all of the boxes Lucy had in regards to what she found attractive physically. But these past few hours allowed her to appreciate him on an entirely different level. The way his eyes light up when he interacts with Rosie, the resonance in his chest when he chuckles, the soft look he has anytime his eyes rest on her. It made something blossom inside of her that Lucy wasn't sure she'd ever feel again.

After a beat of silence, she moves forward and presses a kiss to the center of his chest lovingly before wrapping her arms around him and allowing the water to flow over them together for a moment. She rests her head against his chest, cheek pressed to his skin. Hands sprawled on his back, moving lightly as if she was trying to memorize each muscle and bone. She's wanted to etch each moment with him to her memory - a part of her scared from earlier that she'd eventually lose him as well.

But she wouldn't let that overshadow the serenity this moment gave them. After a moment, she breaks the embrace and presses a warm kiss to his lips. "Your turn, handsome. Turn around." And with that, Lucy's grabbing the soap herself. @tyliocellier

[tyliocellier]

Another chuckle left Tylio's mouth when Lucy threatened to get back at him. It wasn't a very effective threat, especially when it was underlined with a kiss. A kiss that made him smile against her lips and made his shoulders slump in willing defeat. He all but handed her the showerhead after that, lifting both hands in the air: "Truce?", he offered with a small laugh, but he realized soon enough that she was not about to spray him. Actually, what she did was much more pleasant than that. Within moments, he could feel warm water brushing back all the hair on his head, and then Lucy's fingers gently chasing through his locks.

He closed his eyes when asked, just as she had done for him just a few minutes ago, and let her rub the shampoo all throughout his hair. It felt surprisingly good. He didn't usually wash it this thoroughly, he didn't have time for long showers, he had work to do. But maybe he should start making time. Oh, her hands were heavenly... Tylio let out a happy sigh while she cleared his forehead of any remaining suds and just before he decided it would be safe to open his eyes, he could feel her lips pressing a small, appreciative kiss to his cheek. I love you, he almost blurted out, but he managed to hold his tongue this time.

It was funny, scenes like this were never in his mind when he used to dream of her. It didn't occur to him, it was so specific and besides, no one had ever washed his hair like this. There was such tenderness behind it, he couldn't explain why it made a million emotions well up in his chest. "Turn around", he told her, though his tone of voice made it clear that it was really more of a request than a command. "I will wash your back next."

He wanted things to go like this. For them to alternate, washing parts of each other, until they were both sparkling clean and a little wiser about the other person's body. There was still so much he didn't know about her body...especially now that she'd had a child. He didn't know what parts of her were most sensitive. He could take a few guesses, but he was certain it was different for every woman and he wanted to know her. He wanted to know what she liked, where she liked to be touched, not even necessarily in an erotic context.

[proverbialsaints]

Lucy took her time rinsing his hair, allowing her fingers to move over his scalp in a gesture of affection. This moment was something from her dreams--the intimacy of sharing this space, the way they moved around each other unafraid of touching each other. Before she turns, Lucy takes a moment and runs her hand down his chest with a smile on her face.

"I'll miss the view." She sticks her tongue out at him playfully, lifting her hair as she turned and pulling it over her shoulder so it wouldn't be in his way. Lucy's eyes fluttered closed in anticipation, a deep breath escaping her. This was an exercise in trust for her. She felt exposed to him in this moment, not having her eyes on him. But she trusted Tylio more than anyone she's ever trusted in the past.

She couldn't help but think about this being a metaphor -- the way he's washing the stress from her. Today had been an extremely long and tiring day, and this was beyond what she needed to finish it up. Lucy tilts her head back, not being able to help herself from taking a small peek at him.

He truly was everything she could ask for -- kind, thoughtful, gentle. It was incredible to her that this moment was happening, that any of the past 24 hours with him had been real. She felt like a teenager, experiencing every new moment with him. She wants to know everything about him, and the idea that she has the opportunity to get to know it gives her butterflies in her stomach.

[lockhart-junior]

Neither do I, sounded the voice in Jack's mind but driven by his incurable optimism, he ignored it. As the cabin drew closer, the feeling of relief settled in his stomach and he was already picturing the workable fireplace they were bound to stumble upon in the living room. He realized now that it was quite a big cabin, someone must be living here. Either that, or it was a wealthy person's getaway spot. His steps quickened as the windows of the cabin came into view, swiftly carrying him towards the front door where he waited for Mikey to knock and for an unnamed good samaritan to answer. However, no answer came. Jack tried knocking a second time, but the darkness of the windows indicated that there must indeed be no one home at the moment.

"Let's see if one of the windows is open", he suggested. "Whoever lives here...they probably wouldn't want us freezing to death, right?" While Jack was usually not fond of doing anything that was against the law - breaking and entering was a crime, after all - the thought of staying out in the cold, pouring rain scared him more than the thought of someone finding them. Were the owner to return tonight, he would simply explain the situation. Maybe even offer some money, if it came to that.

[proverbialsaints]

He was quick to heed the advice, moving to the side of the building and catching one of the windows was unlocked. The paint was peeling, and it looked like he would be able to slide it open without issue

Mikey was surprised at how quickly he made work of shimmying one of the windows open just wide enough for them to slip through. "Here we go." A brisk wind caused his teeth to chatter, "I'll go in first...guy might be asleep or something in there. I-I'll make an announcement once I'm in." Speaking his plan out loud allowed him to settle the nerves that had started forming in his stomach.

Something was starting to gnaw at him -- anxiety? That's what he decided he would attribute it to. Sneaking into a stranger's home is hardly what he had in mind for the night, but he could see that his friend was beginning to shiver so he put the thoughts aside.

With a noise as if he was charging up, Mikey manages to get himself up to the window's height and begins to move through it. He wished he had opened the window a bit more, but at last he flopped to the other side, landing on his back. "oof." He stands, wiping off his jeans and announces his presence, "Hello? Is anyone here?"

[proverbialsaints]

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