alicia / ali , 28 , she / her , est . selective . spotty activity . multi - ship / verse .
nsfw content and triggers tagged . please do not interact under 21 ! i tend to gravitate towards slice of life , anything angsty , and romantic relationships but i will happily write horror , period , fantasy , etc as well as platonic & familial . blog is not dead dove but does have heavy & triggering themes . following is not a requirement to write with me , and i do not mind if you like starters & reblog muse / fc posts from me vs the source .
below you will find a list of all of my currently open muses . all have nearly complete bios in my mind that may have yet to be written , so please feel free to ask for a personality / backstory blurb !
adeline walsh , 27 , she / her , bi , librarian . brittany o'grady .
alannah fatai , 32 , she / her , bi , veterinary assistant . greta onieogou .
arbor ackers , 26 , he / they , bi , medium & podcaster . quintessa swindell .
aurora ' rory ' price , 29 , she / her , bi , set designer . jordan alexander .
baron teller , 25 , he / him , gay , con artist . jayden revri .
beatrice ' bea ' ryder , 29 , she / her , bi , model . elizabeth gillies .
bellatrix ' trixie ' hayes , 25 , she / they , bi , cocktail waitress . amandla stenberg .
birdie woodruff , 26 , she / her , gay , artist . fae or human . maddie hasson .
brianna riddick , 29 , she / her , bi , kindergarten teacher . ryan destiny.
bronwyn alamilla , 30 , she / her , bi , clothing store employee . priscilla quintana .
caelan ' cae ' leuis , 27 , he / they , bi , it support & hacker . tyriq withers .
cameron ' ron ' ryan , 30 , she / they , bi , mechanic . kiersey clemons .
camilla ' cam ' diaz , 25 , she / they , bi , dancer & camp counselor . lizeth selene .
catalina ' cat ' blanco , 29 , she / her , bi , social media manager . eva de dominici .
colin daniels , 28 , he / him , bi , football player . michael evans behling .
cora macdonald , 31 , she / her , bi , dog walker . kiana madeira .
corgan stone , 28 , he / him , bi , piercer . elliot fletcher .
darby addison , 25 , she / her , bi , waitress . daniella perkins .
darwin apa , 28 , he / him bi , chef . alex aiono .
devran oya , 29 , she / her , bi , aspiring influencer / actress . sevda erginci .
dion palmer , 28 , he / him , bi , baker . josha stradowski .
edith graham , 27 , they / them , bi , science museum employee . liv hewson .
ellie cunningham , 29 , she / her , bi , farmers market employee . ellise chappell .
farrah everhart , 24 , she / her , bi , job hopper / photographer . madelyn cline .
gertrude ' gertie ' guerra , 30 , she / her , bi , personal trainer . aurora perrineau .
graham harris , 30 , he / him , bi , medical student . spencer house .
grayson burk , 32 , he / him , bi , bar owner . austin butler .
heidi sutton , 30 , she / her , unemployed / farmhand . debby ryan .
henry vale , 32 , he / him , bi , college major hopper . adam dimarco .
hollis gibbs , 25 , he / him , bi , bartender . corteon moore .
jada madison , 26 , she / her , bi , fashion designer . coco jones .
kali rios , 23 , she / her , bi , prostitute & thief . andrea chaparro .
kirk kade , 31 , he / they , bi , drug dealer . avan jogia .
laila ' zeppelin ' foster , 27 , she / her , bi , singer . lovie simone .
liviana ' liv ' booker , 27 , she / her , bi , mortician . rachel hilson .
matheus ' matty ' stern , 29 , he / him , bi , barista / artist . rohan nedd .
matthew farley , 25 , he / him , bi , skate shop worker & writer . charlie plummer .
madeline hathaway , 24 , she / her , bi , antiques employee . daisy edgar jones .
mirabella barrone , 25 , she / her , bi , unemployed traveler . celeste dalla porta .
miranda ' randi ' cooper , 24 , she / her , bi , skate shop employee . milly alcock .
nicholas ' nicky ' penn , 31 , he/ him , bi , gas station clerk . richard harmon .
nylah olsen , 27 , she / her , bi , character performer . alisha boe .
olivia ' ollie ' jones , 26 , she / her / bi , grocery store cashier . elle fanning .
parker seng , 36 , she / her , bi , lawyer . brenda song .
primrose ' prim ' chen , 24 , she / her , bi , florist . fae . brianne tju .
raine carter , 28 , she / her , bi , actress . zaria simone .
remus rogers , 23 , he / him , bi , delivery driver & streamer . matthew broome .
richelle ' ricky ' bamford , 24 , she / her , bi , unemployed . katie douglas .
scarlett shaw , 55 , she / her , bi , wreath maker . nicole kidman .
skipper pereira , 23 , she / her , bi , toy maker . duda santos .
susie reilly , 27 , she / her , bi , makeup artist . erin moriarty .
tala bautista , 30 , she / her , bi , model . kylie verzosa .
tatiana pascaul , 26 , she / her , bi , drummer . isa briones .
zorion davino , ' 35 ' , he / him , bi , groundskeeper . immortal . manny jacinto .
it wasn't even the words that bothered her. she expected him to say something along the lines of what he said. it was the nod that got to her. like he was meeting another fan, stranger, people of that nature. like the years she spent with him just never existed. god, she wished they could go away like that sometimes. like when she fumbled dates and hookups because she would start thinking about him and end things on the spot. or the times she spent staring at her ceiling in bed, restless and sad. or when she had to hear from her parents over and over again about how they were right about him all along.
yeah, any of those times would have been a better time to feel like they had no history. the more she thought about it the more it really started to tick her off. if he didn't have an army of security she would have slapped that fake smile clean off his face. well, she guessed she could still if she was fast enough. it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to get banned from his shows for life. but he had way more money than she did...he could easily sue her.
she shook her head, her thoughts trying to take over her reaction. "i heard it." she said pointedly, ignoring the way she could hear screaming fans behind her telling her to hurry up. "i reckon you haven't heard about how our town reacted to it." she stared him dead in his eyes. he was a big shot now. she was sure he didn't check in with anyone who wasn't biased towards him since his reputation wasn't the one that got hit from everything. she really used to have it all...now she was beginning to have nothing to lose. "i just wanted you to have to see the person you hurt. acknowledge that you're not mr. perfect now."
his expression faltered , and he felt his heart lurch . when clay thought about their hometown hearing the song , he imagined them being so proud of an old neighbor , name dropping him to their out - of - town friends and telling cashiers ' i had that kid in my sunday school class ' when they saw his smile plastered on the front of a magazine at the local grocery store . every assumption was about himself . not once had he stopped to think about how people would look at charlotte , knowing they'd broken up , knowing damn well the song was about her , him robbing her of any chance to tell the other side of the story .
" mama didn't tell me nothin' , " he stated , which was a little surprising to him . she'd cussed him out for ending things with charlotte , she mentioned from time to time how much she missed having her around for the holidays with a pointed look at her son . thinking about it now , it was more likely she'd tried to tell him , and he simply had not let her , a quick subject change to steer the topic before that guilt could eat him up . he couldn't run from it now , staring into those big , beautiful eyes . he only saw those in an old picture now , tucked into the back of his wallet . he had moved away , but never on .
taking a step closer to her , his heart sank even deeper when he realized this was likely his last chance to say anything to her . he could have written a hundred speeches , but they were all wiped clear from his mind now that she was close enough he could reach out and touch her . " i ain't never claimed to be perfect , " he spoke softly , trying to keep his voice just loud enough she could hear him over the nonstop chatter that followed him around these days , employees and fans and everyone in between . " but i'm sorry i hurt you , lottie . i swear on my life , that was never my intention . "
Her heart was beating a mile a minute, pounding incessantly against the inside of her chest, so much so that she was nearly certain he could hear it, if not feel it with his lips. As he kissed lower, her hand continued to work his cock, stroking it slowly up and down. Hearing him say it felt good gave her a small confidence boost and she began to stroke at a slightly faster pace. She was so nervous, but also anticipated feeling him inside of her. She hadn't done much past what they were doing now with anyone else. Ivy had fooled around before, felt the pleasure, but no one had ever evoked her feelings the way Isaac did.
He kissed just above her nipple, and her chest pushed up, needy for more. The hand in his hair dropped, fingers tucking into the waistline of his boxers to pull them down and give her better access to his cock. She could feel how wet she was between her legs, it practically pooling from how aroused she was. Ivy could feel the warmth and the pulsating sensation from wanting-- needing more of him. With his boxers out of the way, she was able to work her hand around his cock better, her hand doing a twisting motion as she stroked him. "Kiss me," she finally said, softly. "Anywhere. Everywhere. Just touch me, please."
he made a sound of approval , a soft " mm " when she picked up her movements , arching instinctively into her hand . he moved his mouth a little lower , running his tongue over her nipple before pressing a soft kiss to it , then the other . he was torn between wanting to feel more of her immediately , and wanting to take his time . he didn't know what the future held . this was their first time together , but he realized it could also be their last . or maybe not . he still wanted to make sure it was good , that no matter what happened she had a fond memory of him and wasn't filled with regret for waiting for him .
he brought his lips back to her neck , moving with her so she could pull his boxers off with ease , sucking gently at the skin . he didn't want to leave any marks β well , he did , but not without permission . he didn't respond with words , finding her lips again , pressing a kiss to them while his hand roamed lower , fingertips grazing across her thigh . she did not have to ask twice ; isaac wanted to touch her as badly as she wanted to be touched . he traced her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue , adjusting his hand so he could brush his thumb over her clit . " this okay ? " he checked , hardly pulling away , his lips still ghosting hers as he spoke .
charlotte's therapist was going to have a field-day with her. the one she had to start seeing after the song came out. the song that changed everything not only in a good way for some but in not so great ways for others. when he left her and released that song she was heartbroken but excited to hear his voice. then she heard the lyrics, and her heart hardened enough to try and move on. her reputation might have been in tatters in her small town, but she was doing better! so much better!
except....when his tour hit right outside their tiny town, she went. of course she went. how could she not? she made sure she was front row. she wanted him to have to look into her eyes when he sang that song. she was a little bitter and yeah she was a petty woman at times. but this was for her. she wasn't going to be able to fully move on until she ended things on her terms. so she went to the stupid concert that her ex boyfriend aka the ex love of her life was performing. for his very successful career.
now the thing she really shouldn't be doing was vip. yes, she spent extra for vip. and yes, she actually enjoyed the concert even though when she heard the song fresh, she almost set the stage on fire. almost, being the key word. it was fine, everything was fine. she wanted to see him face to face and tell him to go fuck himself and then she was going to go and journal and book an emergency therapy appointment and confess her sins. she had it all planned, all mapped out. but the moment that she was actually face to face with him, her heart froze. stupid, gorgeous, ex boyfriend. for a second, neither of them said anything. then finally she squeaked out "go fuck yourself, clay,"
clay had always been an honest man . he was raised that way . he didn't go around telling tall tales as his mama called them , he didn't cheat in school even when the work was real confusing , and he didn't lie . until he did . he'd wrote a lot of love songs , every word straight from his heart , real and genuine , and they'd never taken off . so he tried something different . he wrote from the perspective of his ex girlfriend , laid out how badly he'd treated her by ending things for his own selfish reasons with the pronouns switched up , and he sold it . boy , did he sell it . the fans ate it up . it didn't take long for clay brooks to become a name that a lot of people knew , going from a hundred followers on instagram to the number one on the country radio practically overnight .
he didn't feel good about what he did , but he hadn't done it for himself . not really . he'd done it for his dad . he always swore to himself he'd do what it took to live out the dreams he never got a chance to , and , yeah , he would be disappointed in how he'd gotten there , but the most important thing was that he had . his tour bus was lonely , and he had more regrets than he could count on both hands , but he had fans screaming his name at all of his shows . and one very familiar face , tonight , staring right at him from the front row .
clay had often wondered what she thought , if she'd heard it . if roles were reversed , he wasn't sure if he'd listen or avoid his music at all costs . his voice faltered when their eyes met , but he recovered quickly , and he didn't dare look her direction for the rest of the night . until she was standing right in front of him , and his customer service smile was frozen on his face . " charlotte , " he replied after a moment , a curt , polite nod in her direction . it felt so weird to say her name now , a name he'd avoided breathing since he told his none - too - happy mom they'd broken up . he could think of nothing else to say , now . all that came out was : " i take it you didn't like the song . "
give me a one night stand pairing that wakes up completely snowed in which means they have to get to know each other and spend days, a week(?) together. ππ
for a moment, anelise was in complete bliss. the way he held her felt better than him being inside of her. not that she was saying that didn't feel better than it ever had before. that this, right here, was hands down the best sex she was ever having in her life. she almost let herself fall into the delusion that she could have this man's babies. that she could take on anything he gave her. that she wanted him so badly she would give just about anything up for him if he asked her to. her moans were vibrating off of the walls and it was only turning her on more. she didn't think she would ever feel this happy ever again.
then it all fell apart. his words sobered her up so fast that it scared her a little bit. hopefully he hadn't noticed the way she had completely tensed up for a single second. nothing more than a second. but it still had happened. she tried convincing herself he misspoke. that he didn't actually say the three most dangerous words he could ever say and she was making it up because he felt really good right now. clearly she was making it up! if she wasn't making it up that means he said what he said. that means their relationship was...there was no path forward. lines were crossed and things needed to end. she knew. she could fight it, but in the end that was what was going to happen. loving her was a death sentence. she was not going to let that be him. because she loved him too.
still, her stubborn heart didn't want it to be real. so she picked up her pace, slapping her hips with his with a force that had to make them think about anything else but what was happening. she could do this. she could let things be happy for a little bit. a small sliver of the world that could be theirs. for a moment....before it was gone. her mind was made up and she knew that in the end it would be good for them both. but before that reality would hit him, she was going to let this night end on a good note. "fuuuuck," she cried out, grappling for that bliss once more. "harder, babe, i'm s-so-fuck--"
he did not realize what he said . damien did not notice her growing tense against him , did not register a single word that had left his own lips . . . which was probably for the best . it would send him into a spiral , too , and he would be watching the sand fall through the hourglass right now , counting down the mere seconds before she told him to get out , instead of focusing on how much he loved liked being with her like this . he didn't know she had caught it , because he hadn't even caught it himself , still mumbling " so good " while he moved inside of her , still pressing kisses into her skin .
if this was every day for him , the man could not imagine wanting for another thing . if life was waking up in the same bed as her every morning and going to bed side by side every night , showering together as routine rather than rarity . . . damien knew better to imagine it , to let it be anything more than a very brief passing thought . he knew better than to want her more than he should . he knew , he just didn't know how to control it . there was something about her . he could not just flip the switch off when it came to how he felt , and it did not have to unnerve him because anelise would never let things go too far , anyway . but there was a worry underneath it all that even if she did , she was the one person he would never be able to run away from . he would let her destroy him , and thank her for it .
his words stopped coming out , turning into nothing but gasps and groans as he followed her direction , grip tightening around her , slamming into her harder . he knew he was getting close , and he knew he should be angling to pull out soon , but he wanted to feel her cum around him first . he didn't want to waste a single second . " come on baby , " he breathed , somehow sounding a lot more put together than he was , his hip movements already stuttering , " it's okay , i've got you . "
hana wanted to unlock the door so bad. she wanted to stop fighting and for charlie to fuck her and for everything to feel like sunshine and rainbows. she wanted to do so many naughty and fun things with him. she wanted to cuddle. she wanted to fall asleep in his arms. she wanted to hit his arm and ask him why he was doing this to her. she wanted to feel like she wasn't still hurting. so she picked the pace, sliding a finger into her cunt, causing her to moan now. one finger became two, and she wasn't even being a little quiet.
"my fingers feel s-so good fucking me....mmm....i need more..." whimpering, she removed her fingers. her eyes glanced at the dildo next to her and her broken breaths started to quicken. her heart was pounding. the adrenaline from putting on this much of a show was too much for her. she wanted to know what charlie was doing behind the door so badly. she wanted to know if she was driving him crazy. he didn't even know the real show was about to begin. she brought the dildo to her lips and wrapped her lips around it. she sucked on it, bobbing her head and not holding a single sound back. she wanted him to know what was coming.
charlie realized as he sat there , listening yet trying not to hear the moans and the whimpers she was making , it was the first time he hadn't been able to walk in . any other time he'd heard anything sexual coming from her room , he knew he could join , he could watch , he could help , well before they were dating . now not only was he not invited , she'd locked the door . and was . . . sucking her dildo . that was definitely what he was hearing . he groaned , still a little hopeful she would feel bad about torturing him and let him in to make it up to her .
but he knew better . this was not unintentional , this was punishment . and it was working , as he was currently adjusting his legs so a sudden pressure didn't feel quite so uncomfortable . it was fucking annoying , that was what it was . it was annoying that she could do this to him so easily when they'd just been fighting , when he was supposed to be feeling guilty instead of frustrated . every part of him that was trying to focus on the wall , trying not to hear , was also contradicting itself , braced , waiting with baited breath for every sound that she made , not wanting to miss a single one .
