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test muse (subconsciously out of spite) : logan evans open to : m.ilfs (single moms his age or friends’ mom) plot : logan just returned from his basic training and has the weekend before shipping off to his first base. @indiestarter used the legacy but can switch if needed
“if that party was your way of sayin’ you missed me.” he was being cocky again. “you could just say it you know.” the party was clearing out and they were among the few people left.
raquel spoke their name as she pulled from their embrace and chuckled in a way that signaled to herself and presumably the person that had just kissed her that this conversation needed to be handled very d e l i c a t e l y.
"you should probably go home.. call your g i r l f r i e n d on the way."
muse : antonio aka inmate 22468. open to females if romantic, anyone if platonic. @indiestarter tw : a r s o n -- m e n t a l h e a l t h -- r e l i g i o n plot : he was on the highest of highs during a manic episode and lit an altar on fire, quoting leviticus 3:16.
tonio walked in shackles, orange grey jumpsuit from collar to ankle. at least they weren’t orange. he was still riding his manic high, but wasn’t flying as close to the sun as he had been when they arraigned him. the judge deemed him unfit to stand trial and was sentenced to a month inside, mandatory psych visits. he was in for 3 days already when he finally heard the word visitor. “took you long enough.” it was first that he was even allowed visitations, but he wasn’t taking that into consideration as he sat in the uncomfortable stool. “bet you’re all real glad i’m being held without bail, huh? finally getting that break from me everyone wanted.”
open to : anyone plot : violet is clean and slipped up. your muse isn’t stupid
tw drugs
the cocaine was gone. it should have never been there. she shouldn’t have allowed the girl in the bathroom to tempt her when she caught her. she should have tossed her ass out and flushed the substance. instead - - she relapsed & spent the night in and out of the bathroom with the girl and her friends - - and even brought them back to her studio apartment at closing time.
of course, when everything was gone - - they left. now, she was miserably laying in an entirely too bright room and it seemed like every one of her senses were amplified. she was already easily overstimulated - - this was the last thing she needed.
she had nothing to force the come down. no - - she simply spent the entire day praying she’d fall asleep. her phone was off. her tv was off. nothing could bother her besides the light and the noise from the street below.
that was until they walked in. shit - - was she already supposed to be at the club? what time was it? “i dont feel good.” violet was under the blankets and had her back to them. her tiny apartment didn’t have a bedroom and she slept on a futon. “can you just - can you just open up for me tonight?” she faked a cough. “i can’t make it in.”
open to : f 25+ ft test muse chris plot : he just informed your muse that it’s gonna be another half an hour before he could get to her wheel rotation.
“look lady, standing here yelling at me for ten minutes isn’t going to get your car fixed any faster.” chris took a step back and looked around “feel free to come back here and do it yourself.”
muse : beckett beck hudson open to : females plot : arranged marriage but reversed. your muse and mine got married for the social status benefits and companies merging. business over the years has suffered and now our families are forcing us apart to sever ties completely. ( i rly wanna do this plot check my opens for the F version if you’d like) @indiestarter
he had just gotten off of a very heated phone call with his father’s assistant. of course he wasn’t going to deliver the news to them himself or in person - - like a human being. he heard his wife walk through the door and rushed off the phone, knowing enough of the situation to know he had to break the news to her sooner rather than later. “you’re not gonna like this..” he said, nodding his head toward the chair across the table from him.
open to : females 25+ plot : our muses are dating and yours just told someone that her boyfriend is going to kick their ass over something foolish - - in the middle of target.
“no i’m not.” beckett reached over his girlfriend and grabbed what they were actually there for.
open to : f 21+ ft beckett a test muse plot : you know exactly what this is - -
“ It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. “
