[storiesinink]

independent multi muse & multi verse blog; penned by ghostie. 26. muses & guidelines under the cut

blogroll: kiara carrera, nancy wheeler. pinterest

guidelines:

you should be 21+ to follow/write with me. i also ask that your muses be 21+ as well.

i won't roleplay with faceclaims that are under 21/deceased/have asked not to be used for roleplaying, or are otherwise problematic.

my activity can be sporadic, i am a disabled student so my time is generally sparse. this does not indicate lack of interest in your muse, nor lack of interest in what we're writing together.

i much prefer chemistry based interactions to plotted ones. i'm more than happy to provide baselines for dynamics, however.

all muses are pansexual unless stated otherwise.

my discord is available to mutuals upon request.

as of 03/03/26, sean is ship exclusive with sharedbed’s eli

as of 23/03/26, riley is ship exclusive with sharedbed’s ford

these guidelines are subject to change as i see fit, thank you for reading them!

muses:

the fallen angel : talia rhodes, mid 20s, tattoo shop owner & artist. madison bailey.

preacher's perfect girl : felicity andrews, mid 20s, event coordinator at her father's church. sabrina carpenter.

the velvet enigma : juliette santos, mid 20s, actress. nailea devora.

the million dollar baby : daisy davis, mid 20s, socialite. madelyn cline.

the teen mom : carmen garcia, early 20s, retail worker. jenna ortega.

the hopeless romantic : charlotte zhang, early 20s, bookshop owner. lola tung.

the songbird : lacie ramos, mid 20s, popstar. olivia rodrigo.

the pageant girl : gracie givens, mid 20s, pageant star & mafia boss' daughter. millie gibson.

the entomophile : dorothea fokker, early 20s, biology student. katie douglas.

the artist : gwen king, early - mid 20s, art student / artist. madelyn cline.

the queen bee : paige michalchuk, mid - late 20s, fashion designer. sabrina carpenter.

the bibliophile : nicole "nikki" hughes, mid 20s, kindergarten teacher. nicole wallace.

the flower child : blake sterling, mid 20s, grid girl. madison bailey.

the wildfire : riley bryan, mid 20s, cowgirl. madison bailey. married to @sharedbed ‘s ford.

the lost soul : rowan hawke, mid 20s, audio engineer. christopher briney.

the halcyon : cameron kim, mid 30s, paediatric doctor. charles melton.

the dirtbag : damian heaps, early 30s, ceo. joe keery .

the raconteur : marcus ridley, late 20s, author. mason gooding.

the lone wolf : daniel briggs, mid 20s, stunt double, rudy pankow.

the polymath : sean green, mid 20s, student. jonathan daviss. (only available for platonic & antagonistic threads)

the anthomaniac : dustin williams, late 20s, marine biologist. felix mallard.

the black hole : ryan brewster, late 20s, barista & drug dealer. keith powers.

the psychopath : kieran west, mid 20s, trainee doctor. tom blyth.

the playmaker : jalen carrington, mid 20s, basketball player for the los angeles lakers. tyriq withers.

the nepenthe : greyson spyro, late 20s, hospice carer. connor storrie.

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soo… would any of you hate me if i moved blogs?

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new url is @sourmourning

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soo… would any of you hate me if i moved blogs?

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putting this out as a little interest check, but would anyone be interested in a love island type roleplay? where a few of us would be in a server & we’d have one/two muses each, plan bombshells and challenges etc. over on discord? there’d be an application process just to see where muses would best fit (either as an og or bombshell). this would be over on discord <3

[sharedbed]

head is tossed back, and eli shakingly puts the bowl down. knows if it falls to the floor , then he'll surely have their attention. a moan escapes eli's lips , his face flushing red. catches the turn of a head and he instead grips at the blanket. the bodies layer between their heated bodies. " f-fuck, daddy, please- " as sean grinds up against him, eli's cock hard against his stomach. " i-ah , i can't- " he mewls , and he grinds himself back against the other. " h-harder. "

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sean's lips curled into a satisfied smirk against the shell of his ear, a sharp nip to the skin there. "that's it, look at you taking it," sean growled, low, his grip on eli's hips tightening to bruise as he slammed him down hard, chasing the friction that had them both entirely addicted. "you fucking love this, don't you?"

[sharedbed]

he knows this is new to her , wants to respect her. won't make the same mistake that caro made with her, how badly he'd fumbled the most stunning woman in the villa. arm snakes around her waist, to pull her back against him. his southern twang rings in the air, like a song. he presses a kiss to her jawline , hand gently rubbing her bare upper arm. " y'sleep okay ? " he murmurs , as though his hard cock isn't pressed taut against the curve of her ass. hand resting at her navel dares to dip down a little lower , beneath the covers. his breath hitches in response as fingers graze over the cotton of her panties. " fuck , cuddlin' with ya an' sleepin' next t'ya all night... it's drivin' me crazy and ... seems it's doin' the same for you. " open mouthed kisses trail to her shoulder, and he pause as a kiss is pressed to her shoulderblade. he's all tenderness with her , even though the desire to stake the most primal claim is evident. " riles ... can i keep going ? or - or should we go for breakfast? " gives her the choice , a decision he'll respect either way.

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the world narrowed down to the heat of his chest against her back, a terrifying, magnificent anchor in the rising tide of her nerves. she wanted to scream yes, to beg him to tear the paper-thin barriers of their clothing away and bury himself in her, to let him learn every curve and hidden crevice of her body as he had done with her heart. she wanted to let him take her apart with that southern warmth, to let him discover the virgin land as he was currently marking with his hands and his breath. the brush of his fingers against her hipbone was electric, a spark that ignited a slow-burning fire in her core, and she arched her spine instinctively, offering herself up to his exploration. it was the sweetest torture, this restraint of his, this reverence for the fragility of her, but the urge to feel him, really feel him, was a physical ache that had her breath hitching in her throat. riley turned her head just enough to catch his eye, her gaze dark and heavy with a need so raw it felt like a physical wound. "breakfast," she whispered, the word a tiny lie, a surrender to the tenderness in his voice that she knew he offered out of respect. "but later... stay with me."

[sharedbed]

⋆ ˚ ࿔ continued from here with @storiesinink !

eli has a white knuckle grip on the popcorn bowl , grateful the room is shrouded in darkness as the film plays on. he swallows a soft whine as sean guides him to take more. moves his hips, nearly pulling all the way off sean's cock before he sinks back down. head turns, to press a soft kiss to cheek as he brushes lips against the shell of sean's ear. " i-i can't keep quiet much longer, please, " he whines softly. " do i get punished if they hear me ? "

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the hand around eli’s waist tightened, fingers digging into the soft skin, while the other teased a nipple under the blanket. "don't be a good boy and find out," sean murmured low, breath hot against the shell of his ear, pulling him flush to grind deep. "scream if you have to, i don't care who watches."

[sharedbed]

⋆ ˚ ࿔ closed for @storiesinink !

he needed privacy with riley , away from prying eyes. it's why the night previous , he had playfully hauled her over his shoulder to carry her away. now, he's snuggled up to her beneath the covers and in the privacy of the hide away. his hips press forward, grinding against her ass, with only his boxers and her panties to separate them. " g'mornin' , princess , " he murmurs in her ear.

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in the quiet of the hideaway, the morning light was a soft, hazy gold. riley was already awake, still as a fawn caught in a sunbeam, but her stillness was a lie. her blood was a wild river, rushing through her veins at the feel of him pressed against her. ford was a furnace at her back, the slow, deliberate grind of his hips a question she didn't know the answer to, a secret told in the language of heat and friction. the thin barriers of their underwear felt like nothing at all, a flimsy denial of the solid, masculine weight of him, a branding that seared through to her very bones. a slow, liquid heat bloomed low in her belly, terrifying and exquisite all at once. "g'mornin', princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her, a claim staked in the quiet air. it was the sound of ownership, of a new reality she was still trying to grasp. riley's breath hitched, a small, sharp sound of surrender. she turned her face slightly into the pillow, her voice a whisper, "mornin'."

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[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t / sean & eli

blanket draped low over their lap, hidden between bodies, sean’s hands were rough, gripping eli’s waist with bruising intensity, guiding him to take him deeper, whispering into his ear, "you take this dick so well, you're so good for me, ride it like you mean it, god you're getting me so close."

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❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞ / ford @ riley

riley’s grip tightened on the rope tangled around the hitching post, knuckles white as she stared him down, chest heaving with the effort of holding back a laugh that tasted like spit and sun. she knew she’d been loud, that she’d practically screamed his name when the pleasure hit her like a bullet, but she didn't care. "shut up, ford," she breathed, leaning back to arch her spine and expose the sweat-slicked line of her throat where his bite marks still lingered. "i’m just getting started."

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@sharedbed

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞

[leneemusing]

SEND IN A SYMBOL FOR SHIP DEVELOPMENT

✩ what is their go-to food when they want to have a treat together?

♡ who said i love you first?

✧ how do they break the tension after a disagreement?

◛ what is their preferred method of communication when apart?

♥ how do they cuddle when they share a bed?

✿ do their music tastes align? are there some things they clash on?

❀ what is the dumbest argument they've ever had?

✾ what kind of 'couple talk' have they developed? (baby talk, weird words or phrases that are an inside joke etc.)

᯽ how has your muse changed since their relationship? in what ways do they rub off on one another?

❉ what was the first quirk of the other's which became endearing but annoying?

❁ what moment made them realize they're in love?

★ what foods do they swap or pick out of their food that the other will eat for them?

❥ what song(s) would they send each other when first beginning to date?

◇ who likes to cook and who cleans? how do they generally divide domestic labor?

◉ what hobbies do they do together? if they prefer parallel play what sort of tasks and hobbies do they like to do in each other's company?

▣ what is their favorite color(s) to see the other in?

❖ how does their casual intimacy look? what part of the body do they tend to innocently/comfortingly caress?

◈ what was your muse's first impression of the other? how did it change over time?

[ravenclairee]

You know what I was thinking? What’s that? Let’s get married. Don’t… Don’t we need, like, a preacher, or something? What about the rings? What about rings? I mean, for future reference, I like princess cut. I like emerald cut. Never pear shape. I got an idea. I give you this sweaty piece of my father’s bandana as a token of my love. It’s perfect.

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[sharedbed]

eli shivers at the groan that leaves sean's lips, and yet . . . a sick and depraved part of the blond loves know that it's his doing. that he's the one drawing those noises and satisfaction from the other. " yes , daddy , " word falls from his lip without thought as fingers hook into the elastic of his boxers. watches as sean's cock springs free, breath hitching in his throat. " don't wanna stop . . . i got a pretty mouth and i'll make y'feel so good , " knows he's a pretty boy , and hand wraps around the base of sean's cock, stroking a few times before he wraps his lips around the head. eli doesn't break eye contact as he hollows his cheeks , and obediently , almost eagerly , begins to suck.

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sean's head lolled back against the cheap headrest of his chair, a guttural groan tearing from his throat as eli's mouth closed around him. he watched the blond head bobing between his legs, the sight of his cock disappearing into the pretty mouth driving him insane. "mm, yeah... you're doing good, pretty boy," sean muttered, his hand tangling in eli's hair to guide him faster. he felt the wet heat of eli's tongu eand the desperate hollowing of his cheeks. "don't stop you little whore. i wanna feel you choke on it. swallow it all down, eli. show me how much you love this dick."

[sharedbed]

eli keeps his eyes down on the floor , tries to pretend he doesn't feel the cold gaze. shame colours his cheeks red , gaze flickering back to see the amusement on sean's face. he's pathetic , every word feels like a small cut. " yeah, m'desperate and a slut, " he whispers. a soft wince escapes his lips at the vice grip on his jaw, head forced back as though to force him to face his fate. hands curl into fists , nails digging crescents into his palms. hates how degradation and a tease of a praise wash over him, hates that his cock is getting hard from this. " yes , sir, " he uncurls his hands and raises them to the button of sean's jeans. slowly undoes the button, and the sound of the zipper being undone echoes in the empty room. eli looks up, eyes locked with sean's and brazenly his tongue darts out, licking a stripe up sean's clothed cock. " tell me what t'do, i wanna please - please you. "

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sean groaned, the sound low and ragged as eli's tongue traced the outline of his growing erection. he didn't release eli's jaw, keeping a firm grip as he watched the performance, his own body responding to the degradation. "keep going," sean commanded, his voice rough with arousal. "you're doing okay, eli, but you can do better. i want you to show me that mouth you promised. suck it. suck it good and hard until i cum down your throat. or do you want to stop now and go back to begging for a fix?"

[sharedbed]

" please - " voice is hoarse from disuse , desperation evident. keeping his hands on the table is the only way to stop the tremble. head ducks at the shame , at the annoyance that's evident. " i promise . . . soon as i get cash , it's yours. " but he knows it's empty promises. knows there's certainly no windfall coming his way. knows the expectation , and he knows he could walk away. but he needs relief , the only way he knows how. " yes , sean, " chair squeaks and he lowers himself to his knees on aged linoleum. eyes threaten to brim over with tears as he looks up , but like a good boy , he places his hands on his thighs and opens his mouth, tongue stuck out.

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sean's gaze dropped to eli's kneeling form, a dark, predatory smirk playing on his lips as he watched the desperate display. the linoleum must have been cold against his skin, but eli didn't seem to care, nor did sean. "look at you," sean sneered, his voice dripping with the kind of condescension that only a dealer would ever dare use on a customer. "tongue out, waiting for it like a hungry little bitch. you really are a desperate slut for drugs, aren't you?" he reached down, his hand clamping onto eli's jaw to force his head back slightly. "if you want to act like a good boy, then maybe start by showing you actually know how to earn your keep. unzip my trousers."