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snflcwrs.
meagan, 30, she/her, est — 21+ only!
rules , muses , wanted plots , open starters
seren couldn’t help the laugh that spilled from her lips as the truly over the top picture that eve painted for her. not that she couldn’t appreciate an extravagant affair herself, quite the opposite, but tonight she was hardly in the mood for anything too wild. “oh, i can picture it,” she mused, a rather bemused smile remaining on her lips. “however that might take away from what a… special night it is.”
satisfaction swelled in eve's chest at the sound of seren's laughter; she always relished in any reaction she could get out of eve, especially now. but then it was quiet again, and eve mulled over her response. "if i was in the picture, nothing could take away from how special our connection was. don't you think so?" the glint in her eye when she met seren's gaze was subtle, a hint at something, maybe, or soft enough to play off as more teasing.
an uncertain smile ghosts across her bruised lips, a fragile keepsake from the trouble she’s trying so desperately to outrun. “ i’m sorry, ” she breathes, the apology slipping out soft and cautious, as though sound itself might summon whoever she left behind. fortune, for once, had been gentle. letting her car die in a town and not in the yawning nowhere of empty fields and dark roads. “ i was wondering if there’s anywhere to stay around here? my car broke down, and… this was the closest place my feet could get me to that was still... open. ”
"my bad," was as much as maude could manage, too embarrassed to even acknowledge how bad her attitude was. her subconscious jumped into action to rectify her mistake though, supplying the information quickly. "we've got a motel on the outside of town, the other side from here though. let me try to call someone to help you out." after disappearing in the back room to make some calls, maude returned with a grimace. "couldn't get anyone here to jump your car." there was a long pause as she worked up the will to offer, "i could take you there though."
andrea had been reaching for the door when they suddenly stopped in their tracks. “okay, meryl streep, nice speech, but it’s just one weekend. it’s not like i’m giving you a kidney.” she rolled her eyes. though she wasn’t actually annoyed. if anything, she found quinn’s dramatics kind of endearing. she took their hand and gave it two quick squeezes, an easy little ‘i’m here’ gesture. “relax, q. they’re your parents, they love me, and i’m a good actor. they won’t even know we broke up.” she glanced at the door again. “can i knock now or are you gonna keep stalling?”
"it's more serious than giving me a kidney." quinn tried to joke, but the look in their eye just made it come off as sincere. how could they could they be expected to erase all traces of yearning in their expression and their chest when andrea was squeezing their hand like that? "but seriously, you know how they are with me. i appreciate it." they squeezed andrea's hand back before bowing with a flourish and gesturing to the door to indicate andrea should lead the way.
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“eve,” seren sighed, rolling her eyes. truthfully she looked quite amused by the retort and was only playing up disappointment. “sadly it can’t always be about you and that’s hardly a nice thing to say about such a… celebration.” the pause in her speech could be because she couldn’t come up with the word when in actual fact she found herself hesitating since it didn’t feel wholly accurate. it was just a way for their families to show off. "are you not having any fun?"
the smile hidden between the lines at the corners of seren's eyes only egged eve on -- that and her bruised ego. "au contraire, dear seren. i think it's very generous for me to let you and my sibling have this night," she replied with a hand on seren's shoulder, for the sake of charity and nothing more. "it's a fine party, but i would have done things differently. bigger, of course, more extravagant. beyonce singing a custom song about us, an ice sculpture of us in each other's arms. can you imagine it?" she forced her tone casual, but the vision was sharp in her mind.
open to. any gender.
muse. maude granger-liao, general store employee. ( havana rose liu, 26, agender, she/her )
"you know damn well we close in -- oh." maude lost her sentence when she turned to find an unfamiliar face staring back at her. she blinked once, unable to comprehend a stranger in her small town, especially without weeks of chatter leading up to their arrival. "can i help you?"
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open to. any gender.
plot. here <3
"wait." with the urgency of an apocalypse situation, quinn screeched to a halt on their parent's front walk and whirled to face their ex. "i just want to say this before we go in. thank you. for doing this. you didn't have to, but you did. and that means a lot to me. even after everything." the melodrama continues as they reach for the other's hand with a deep, deep breath.
ok but,,, i want a “ i didn’t tell my family that we broke up & they keep pressuring me to bring u home for the holidays, so can u pretend u don’t hate me & come with me ? “ kind of plot pls give me
open to anyone. muse: seren ahn. bisexual. she/her. dizzy heiress. plot: in a political move from her family, seren has been engaged to your muse's sibling. a shame really, since she has her eyes on them instead
seren is good at mingling after having spent many years of her life turning over rooms and entertaining. that being said, she isn't much in the mood for it tonight. even if she is supposed to be the centre of the occasion (or at least half of it), her own engagement party is somewhere she'd rather not be. as she saunters towards the familiar figure she grasps a flute of champagne from a passing waitress and a smile dawns her features. "enjoying the party?"
seeing seren, eve's chest panged with sadness, flared with anger, then plummeted to gloom again. it was nothing she wasn't used to since the engagement announcement, which caught eve off guard as if the talks hadn't started long before any of them were born. still, she always expected she might be the one to end up with seren, so now she was left to sulk like a child whose toy had been taken away. "it would be better if it was a party about me," she managed to dredge a quip through the moroseness of it all. "but i suppose i must share the spotlight sometimes. charity work is so important."
open to. any gender or connection.
muse. mariana pacheco, band publicist. ( 30, trans woman, she/her. )
"you're not planning on leaving your shirt untucked, are you?" though it sounded more like a warning than a question. for someone who'd called in a favor, asking the other to pose as their partner for the holidays, mariana had been awfully nitpicky the entire drive to her parents, and it didn't seem like she planned on stopping any time soon.
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muse. fiona chen, professional trust fund baby. ( 30, gender nonconforming, she/they. )
"you're telling me that we're not going to make out in front of your family at all? not even a little bit under the mistletoe? no one's going to believe we're together if you don't let me slip you, like, half a tongue," fiona teased. their friend was probably thrilled right about now that they'd decided on fiona of all people to play the part of their fiance over the holidays.
i just want a i have a famous boyfriend but i cannot tell anyone plot cause cute like going out at night and dressing him up so that people won’t recognize him, secret meetings at the closet and FUCKING inside the bus
until one day he starts dating some hot celeb and the other muse finds out online or on tv…
anyone wanna do a modern romeo/juliet plot?? where their parents are the heads of rival companies or are huge celebrities who have been in a known feud for years and they meet and try to sneak around in secret but there’s paparazzi and tabloids and all that someone please do this with me
someone give me a plot based on anastasia
a princess goes missing – presumed dead – when she’s very young. cut to ten/fifteen years later and a former kitchen boy from her palace is a scam artist living off the streets, trying to find an actress to portray the princess to collect the reward for finding her.
but surprise, surprise, he finds the real princess who, of course, he falls in love with and then they have to contend with her new status and her royal family and there can be bickering and running from her enemies that took her in the first place and and and
gimme !!!!!
like !! for a ‘we met at one of your concerts and you’re super famous and we fucked at the meet and greet once everyone was gone but now you’re asking to see me again and fly me out to these incredible locations but i’ve actually got a boyfriend and he doesn’t know about any of this. are you sure that the paps won’t see us?’
tvnkerbell:
pls hear me out, all i want is a summer plot of two childhood friends that used to spend every summer together at their families’ summer houses, but for some reason, they haven’t seen each other in a couple of years. this summer they reunite and maybe realize how in love them have been w each other and finally do smth about it?? except that, plot twist !! one of them is in a serious relationship, and their significant other shows up as a surprise and cue the angst.