#open-starter

[dexxcinesis]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 : m / f / nb . 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 : matthew torrance , 38 , world's strongest superhero ( alias : sentinel ) . heavily inspired by homelander & omni-man . 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 : sci-fi / the boys verse . your muse was hired to pretend to be sentinel's partner behind closed doors . they signed a confidentiality term & agreed to play into his fantasy , but now they're discovering this isn't a easy job . your muse could be another hero , a disguised villain , vought employee , a s*x worker , literally anyone . go wild and i'll match ya !

there's something profoundly wrong with him. maybe it was there since matthew was born or simply put in his system along with his superhuman abilities. you don't get to be an unrivaled being in strength and leave unharmed from consequences; to leave normal. at least that's the excuse he's been using for this questionable behavior, for the craving that's been poisoning his heart for so long now. to be the strongest also means to be the loneliest for sentinel. and he yearns for company, for someone to love him and cradle him. something deeper than the admiration from his fans. devotion. that's what he deserves after saving stupid people all day instead of just doing whatever he wants.

❝ this isn't going to work if your heart keeps this erratic. ❞ matthew can hear the blood pumping on their veins, how the organ beats so fast it seems to be punching their ribcage. ❝ what the hell is your problem ? you're sick or something ? ❞ he sounds annoyed, the gentle persona matthew puts up for the rest of the world is long gone. but to the trained observer, there's also a hidden hint of hesitancy; a vulnerable little thing inside him, the same that made him need them. even if it's only play pretend. ❝ ... or are you scared of me ? ❞

[itsrogersandco]

Muse: Elsa (40, spa owner)

Plot: The morning after a party where Elsa has had too much to drink and either said something to your muse or your muse overheard her talking to someone else.

Open to all (partner, friend, colleague etc)

"I won't take up much of your time but please just let me speak. I am so, so sorry for what I said and I'm sure you must hate me right now but I want you to know that I didn't mean any of it. I just got totally carried away and..and that doesn't really make it sound any better."

[survivingdesires]

muse: dr. duncan forrester

plot: you are a new patient of his and there is a mutual attraction. the conversation turns sexual.

open to: f/nb wanted fcs

"it's okay, you don't have to be embarrassed. this is a judgment-free space. and after all, we are all human beings. if you wish to talk about about your sexual frustrations, desires or experiences, we can do that. this is your therapy and i'm here to help you."

[sullenphoenix]

Seeing well-dressed businessmen sporting coffees and various other hot drinks outside Naples' 'Caffe Scirocco' wasn't an all too peculiar sight in the early morning. Hell, Angelo himself was a pretty common appearance around the area- that maroon suit of his making him stick out like a flare in the night as he sipped away at his morning coffee, letting the caffiene sink into his body so he could wake himself up- He found himself there again, tapping his foot idly as he reclined against one of the brick walls of the caffe. The unshaven gangster's eyes followed the comings and goings of the area, people-watching as he drank. Today was a quiet morning. A good morning. He doubted it would last.

[fireteam-silent]

Sum of Her Parts

The chill of Europa may no longer bother her, but Forget-Me-Not was relieved to be back in her garden back on Earth all the same, especially after her extended stay.

This time of year was good for beans, and she was currently working Arc energy into the soil. Arc gave things a sharp flavour, almost acidic, and also seemed to help things grow faster. Of course, if she used too much, she’d fry her plants. It took a lot of careful concentration, working her Light into her garden like this.

Church knew all this, which was why he said nothing even though Notts had been not herself for days: quiet in a withdrawn way, avoiding eating, letting her projects stagnate. Only her garden, which required upkeep to keep alive, had received her attention.

This was different from when she first communed with the Darkness to find Stasis. She had been visibly distraught after that, guilty for what Church had been through. He knew what to do, what to say, to help her then. The kind of affection she needed to heal. He didn’t know what to do with this. What had he missed while they were exploring the old Bray Exo labs?

[ragewithinthestorm]

Open to: Anyone, pre-assumed relationships are accepted.

TW! Self harm, suicidal ideations

“Don’t touch me!” Scarlet all but yelled at the other as they had tried to help her up from the floor of the gas station bathroom. She was holding her arms to her chest, blood stained the sleeve of her shirt.

[apothexium]

“I’m not trying to judge you,” sips tea “ but you are making it pretty hard not to.”

[scftboyz]

open to: f/nb possible connections: girlfriend, best friend, step sister, roommate

           dally had been laying in her bed for a bit to watch a movie with her, but when she got up for a bathroom break, the nosy boy couldn’t help but look around the room. he walked every inch until his mind spotted an unexpected item. he couldn’t help but pick it up. in his hands laid a strap on with a rather large toy phallus attached to it. within seconds he heard the door open and the shell shocked boy turned toward it with his eyes wide. “S-sorry…”