[slashcrz]

𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔠𝔯𝔷 / original characters, multimuse / semi selective manifested by 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙.

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ focusing on elements of horror, catastrophic dark romance, supernatural entities, gritty crime, and erotic horror. open to all things of the macabre. ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊🕷

RULES && MUSES // wanted plots // ask memes && open starters // test muses. ask memes & starters are always accepting! graphics credit: anahilation

[slashcrz]

reverse starter call!!

[gctfuked]

his hand landed on her ass fingers lifting the silk fabric of her dress, desperate to touch more. warm, possessive hand cupped her bare cheek with a smack that followed causing her to make a noise that raleigh devoured. kissing him still because she couldn't get enough, it terrified her deep down; a sign she'd become obsessed. no. addicted. his response made her swollen brims smile. wickedly. "we'll see about that." hips collided together, causing the need to grow.

exhaling softly, releasing a hum. pushing her dark hair to the side, falling like curtain. "but you are." her ass felt the warmness of his hand be replaced by coldness of the air. his hand found her neck, his free arm snaking around her back causing her to sink further down, arousal meeting arousal. giving her a taste of friction for an agonizing short time. with his grip on her, trudy's back met the soft sheets below. big doe eyes caught his blue ones, brunette hair framing his face, hovering over her; confidently and powerful. her heart did something.

chest rising and falling, one hand came to rest over his, the other caressing along his forearm, lightly giving a drag of her nails across the flesh. and veins along his arm, the hottest thing ever. trudy smiled big, showing her pearly whites enough to make her dimples appear again. she loved this too much, loved when men took the reigns but that didn't mean she didn't do the same. this was just the beginning of it all.

his mouth came crashing on hers, even more heated than before. fierce, passionate, wild, aggressive. free. she's kissed plenty of men before but not in this way, not in the way she wanted. did he just bite her? was it bad that she wanted more of that, metallic taste reaching her palate until a flick of his tongue cured the pain left behind, a reminder of him. kissing her again with the same intensity, definitely addicted, out of breath, panting. that's how he left her when breaking it the kiss, demanding the dress to be taken off. biting her lower lip, pain lingering there from the aftermath seconds ago.

tugging at the dress, lifting it mid torso exposing her tummy and the tramp stamp of a fading butterflies on either side of her hip dips. white lace thong hugged over her waist. noticing she still had her heels on, kicking them off and falling on the floor. her eyes remained on him, discarding the dress, perfect round breasts bounced freely in place. "you'll have to take my panties off with your teeth, rals." leaning close, her tongue seductively licking his lips.

[slashcrz]

eager eyes stayed locked to hers as raleigh slid his body down hers once the dress was kicked off, leaving her almost entirely bare spread below him on the hotel bed. his fingers roamed from her thighs to her sides, brushing over inked skin and scraping along her ribs until one hand came around to cup a breast in his palm. raleigh's thumb pawed at the pebbled nipple, eyes drifting from hers to stare in reverence at her body. the layers peeled back, small and trapped under him, vulnerable in a way raleigh thought she would never let herself be.

he felt just as exposed, despite wearing clothes. just as vulnerable, like handing her a part of him kept safely hidden. relaxed eyes found hers from her chest, before his tongue snaked out to chase his thumb over her breast, and he grinned between biting lightly. he would claim her with nips and marks down her body, letting her squirm beneath him until he was at her inner thigh.

warmth radiated between them, and raleigh's eyes opened enough to peer through his lashes to her before sitting up to whip his own shirt off. heat had crawled over his body, warming his skin and reddening his pale cheeks and ears.

he would tear her apart bit by bit, sink his teeth in and cling, if he thought she'd let him put her back together again. now, a shuddered breath wracked his spine, and raleigh returned between her legs on the beg, hands on her knees as he placed a final love bite against her tender skin. shallow crescent marks lingered in his wake, and his nose bumped against her clothed mound before his teeth found purchase on the upper seam. it was quick work, sliding down her leg until the thin fabric was pulled from her ankle and released from his lips.

" ta-da. " he quipped, a smirk licking boyish across his heated features, and he returned to his elbows between her legs. there wasn't a hesitation. he pushed her thighs up and to the sides, holding them tight in his hands with splayed fingers until she spread for him, and he went in with a hungry greed. tongue snaking out to flick up and down her slit, before focusing on the swollen nub of her pleasure.

[kaosjane]

[beggingsfor]

[slashcrz]

open starter!! ➽ m/f/nb+ trans muses welcome!!

plot ➽ based off of married at first sight, our muses have met only five hours ago and are now alone together for the first time in their new apartment immediately following their on-camera wedding. muse.

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊🕷my other opens!!

it was hard to ignore the way her heart skipped a couple of beats as she slowly wiggled out of the tulle-tiered dress, the silky bodice and tight corset ribs clinging to her sides as she stretched up from it's grasp. even though they were in separate rooms, the bathroom door between them was cracked open, and when chai looked over her bare shoulder, she accidentally locked her eyes on theirs in the mirror. heat flushed through her body, tinging her cheeks rose.

the rest of her dress slipped from her fingers and fell into a white puddle around her feet. her head whipped back around, eyes shutting against her influx of nerves, and she quickly stepped out of the melted gown to throw on a thin robe.

" can i come in? " she asked, purposefully avoiding the mirror, scared they might look at each other again directly. " i want to wash my face, everything is itchy. "

[slashcrz]

open starter!! ➽ f/femme trans muses welcome!!

plot ➽ this... my muse is dating your brother shortly after we hooked up at a party together. muse.

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊🕷my other opens!!

it was only a matter of time before this became a problem. she just hoped they wouldn't be overheard; since defne still hasn't disclosed her sexual history with her new boyfriend's sister, it would sound bad if he found out this way. " can you please be a little more discreet? " defne huffed, after tugging her outside with a hushed, hissing tone. " it was a single night. it didn't mean anything. you keep staring at me like i've done something to you, but i haven't, okay? it's not my fault you're related. he asked me out. so you can stop.. stop looking at me like that. "

[slashcrz]

open starter!! ➽ f/m/nb + trans muses welcome!!

plot ➽ this... give me sheltered innocence and eager rebellion... muse.

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊🕷 my other opens!!

smoke permeated his loft bedroom, curling into the corners and giving everything under his neon purple lighting a haze. waving a hand through the sea of smoke, he gave a wide smile. " you ever had a shot gun kiss off a bong rip? "

[moanxd]

She was putty in his hands. Since the moment she'd been so violently grabbed, she'd been on such high alert, in a constant heightened state of adrenaline and pure, unbridled fear, and now that she was finally safe again, it was as if her body couldn't move by itself even if she tried.

Enemies, he said. The word sounded strange to her - enemies were something from stories, or something said playfully as children when they'd played capture the flag. But Angel's tone sent a shiver down her naked spine, and all she could do was stare at him as he continued to undress her.

Most of the dirt and the blood was on her clothes, now scattered on the floor around her, but she still felt dirty, like she'd never be clean again now that she'd seen such an ugly side of humanity. And still, despite that, none of her revulsion was aimed at Angel. Her savior. He pulled her closer to him, and instinctively her arms wrapped tightly around him, even as silent tears dripped down her cheeks and onto his neck.

Gang rivalry. It sounded almost like a death warrant, the way he said it. But before she could respond, before she could refute his apologies, he drew back from her and walked over to the bath, and it wasn't until he was guiding her closer once more that she suddenly slung her arms around his neck again, desperate to have him close, suddenly fearing not for her own life, but for his.

"Oh my god, Angel," she breathed into his neck, burying her face there for a moment but then pulling away to give him a gentle, yet desperate kiss. "You have to be careful," she whispered into his lips. "Please, you ... You have to promise me that you'll be careful." She'd seen how he could hold his own, but still there was a sudden, distinct fear settling deep in the pit of her stomach. "Promise me."

[slashcrz]

it felt wrong to touch her, such a fragile frame pressed against his body as she trembled in his hold. angel knew this as his fault, he'd caused this, she' been in danger because of him, and yet... he didn't pull away. he didn't peel her body from his, still clothed and crusted with dotted blood flecks. he didn't remind her that he was the monster. for just a moment, angel held her and let his eyes flutter shut, and simply existed. two clamoring heartbeats, thudding in unison against each other.

she kissed him, and the world melted away. finally, it began to settle that she was okay, that she was here, solid and tangible and in one piece. unharmed, enough at least angel knew she could be fixed. she could recover. somehow, she could recover. as delicate as she felt in his arms then, her lips to his and sweet words gracing them, he knew now how strong she really was. how durable, how loyal. it almost broke his heart for her. why did it have to be this way? no one should ever have to be strong because of this.

" mia... " angel murmured desperately in her ear, guilt screaming for him to create space, to make room for her safety. his body wouldn't listen. lips parted to tell her the reassurances she needed, that he was always careful and there was nothing to fear. but it would be a lie. " sometimes careful isn't enough. sometimes bad things happen anyway. " he kissed her forehead, her cheek, her nose, peppering her with them until his breath finally felt easy in his throat. " it shouldn't have been you. "

[vindicatcs]

closed for @slashcrz , continued from here.

he feels pathetic , drastic. he can't keep seeing her around like he's seeing a ghost. he aches for more , knows that his brain isn't going to let him stop until he's gotten what he wants. it was ironic though , considering it's the same brain that ruined this - that caused her to leave him. and now he was crawling back , his mind threatening to do unspeakable things to prove that he's wroth a second chance. despite the green hues all but piercing through him , he's calm , looking at her like she single handedly hung the moon in the sky. " these are my actions. i'll show up every day. i'll sleep on your porch. i'll do anything. " he sounds genuine , but nicco wasn't the most genuine person in the world and this could be an act without him really processing it. " i'll give you anything you want. do anything you want. " we just bought a nice mustang at the shop that needs a total rework. told my boss i'd take care of it. work on it with me. let me show you i can fix this. " he uses the one things he knows to this advantage , and perhaps her downfall. " please. "

[slashcrz]

if words were enough, the damage would be stitched already. " my porch? nice touch. " carmen deadpanned admittedly, arms still protectively crossed over her chest and her chin jutted out. it was unfortunate how well he knew her, and though she held out as long as she could, carmen began to cave at the idea of a fresh project to get her hands dirty on. " i don't really see how fixing a car will fix our relationship. " it was a shallow protest, one they both would know meant nothing by the softening look in her eyes. he'd caught her in the well-placed trap, and she knew it. " okay. fine. i'm not giving you a second chance yet. we're just going to fix a car. "

[msola]

Bahar Şahin as Beliz Karanoğlu "Aynı Yağmur Altında" ep. 6

[etxrnaleclipse]

"Oh, so many. Probably way more than I'd have time for, but just... well, I wanted to say thank you. Those lectures are often some of the most boring ones, but you made it a lot more interesting."

[slashcrz]

it was unprecedented praise, and he sat back in his chair, regarding her with a growing smile and curious glint to his eye. " maybe we should continue our conversation in the future, then. when we have more time to talk. would you allow me to take you to lunch someday soon? "

[honeyhushed]

closed for @slashcrz !

elara crossed her arms tight against her chest, her slight, model-thin frame practically humming with defiance as her bright blonde hair spilled over her shoulders. despite standing a head shorter than them, she held her ground with that oversized pride that always got her into trouble —— her sharp eyes glaring up at them with absolute conviction. she poked a finger against their chest, her delicate chin lifted high as a feisty smirk threatened to crack through her stern composure. “don’t think i won’t hold it against you forever,” she warned, her voice carrying that trademark stubborn edge that made it clear she meant every word. “when this inevitably comes back to bite us, i’m going to make sure you never hear the end of it.”

[slashcrz]

amusement danced in memo's eyes, taking a step backwards when she connected her digit between his ribs. " ohhh, but you didn't stop me, elara, " he hummed out, her name melodic when he gave it a singsongy lilt with a thickly threaded accent in his words. " does it matter the lengths we took to get here? you have just signed the best contract of your life. you should be thanking me. " it wouldn't have been the first time memo acted beyond just pulling strings in the network dabbled in sabotage to ensure her unrivaled success. " you are star now. don't you want to be superstar? "

[chains0flove]

“can't   believe   this   is   actually   happening.”   violet   said   it   like   the   whole   thing   was   an   inconvenience.   she   stood   up   from   the   bed   and   sighed   deeply.   “look,   i'm   not   gonna   play   a   guessing   game   with   you   when   i   know   what–”   she   stopped,   knowing   that   leaving   and   then   ghosting   him   was   the   best   option.   but   the   winchester's   had   a   responsibility.   she   had   to   know   what   hero   was   hunting,   what   was   in   the   vials,   and   if   he   was   hurting   innocent   people.   it   was   possible   that   she   and   her   brothers   would   run   into   him   during   a   hunt   and   they   needed   to   know   who   they   were   dealing   with.   “you're   a   hunter,   right?   and   don't   fuckin'   lie   to   me."

[slashcrz]

the air in his bedroom felt thin and icy, hero's breath catching in his throat. he could easily flip this and accuse her of snooping unfairly, which would be true, but the words didn't form. instead, he sat up in bed fully, wiping a hand over his brow and sighing. the exhale was long, slow, pulled from deep within. " i guess it's exactly what it looks like. " he answered, battling back surprise she knew what his arsenal meant. it could mean one thing. a thread of excitement tightened in his chest. his adoptive family were the only others he knew. " but... so are you. " he was fully awake now, sitting up straight, tangled in the sheets. " or you know enough about them you've had to be close. who are you? "

[slashcrz]

Your plotting is perfection. Your character development is unmatched. Writing skills is god tier. You’re one of the few that I love to read anything you’ve written. I love whatever worms you’ve got in your brain whispering stories in your ears <33333 please share them with me. In short: ILYYYYYY

stopppp this as made my year tbh this was so sweet, thank you so much <3 <3 <3 but also right back at you because you're the only one to match my freak and i get so excited for everything we do! welcome back to the dash xoxoxoxo

[tonksxmagicalxroleplayxmemes]

[vindicatcs]

open starter : m / f / nb ( 21+ ) muse : nicco crocetti , twenty - seven , bisexual , dealer & mechanic. plot : nicco has a very obsessive ( & persuasive ! ) personality & can't seem to let his ex go

nicco knew that he shouldn't be here again - and yet , knuckles rap softly on the door , body leaning against a pole as he waits for them to open the door. due to his recent . . . behavior he truly had no business trying , but nicco was never one to take a damn hint. " c'mon , baby. " it's spoken through the wood in front of him , hopefully loud enough to piece through. " i know you're in there. we can talk about this , just answer the door , please. "

[slashcrz]

she knew it was him by the sound of his car as it pulled into her drive. before his first knock, carmen was already there, her back pressed to the door as she listened to him on the other side. shutting her eyes, she bit back a smile - she knew he would could back to her. it was just a matter of time. giving it another minute, she finally pulled open the door, and crossed her arms. her lips fell into a thin, disapproving line, and genuine hurt filled her green eyes that bored a hole into him now. if looks could kill. " talk about it? we already tried that, and it didn't change anything. now we're back here again. i already told you, nicco... i want actions. not words. you better have shown up with more than just a please and a promise. "