wiley originals . . .

[wileyguarantee]

𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗲𝘆𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲 ; an independent, private, and super selective multimuse featuring characters of original lore or dragged from canon with reworked/original backgrounds. this blog is 21+ only! please read rules before following.

♡ ship exclusive with @ruthworks. ☆ heavily affiliated with @ruthworks & @emcreates / @bulsoitan.

carrd. promo. memes. memes for ruth. blog roll.

lore by WILEY. 31. SHE/HER. CST.

[wileyguarantee]

sorry for going completely missing. things got really busy and not great in the month of march. a lot of health concerns came up with my little and myself and it was just nonstop. i'm still around, but mostly on disco when i have time. i'm debating what to do with tumblr itself, but overall i'm feeling like i super missed the train and can't get on it to return. we'll see what happens. hope you're all doing well. ♥

[quad4xel]

now look at what you've done to me. 𝐈 𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐄.

𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐄𝐈 𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐕, a fandomless figure skater original character, featuring original vampire lore. est. april 2025. written by sans, 28.

and now i'm the one skipping and laughing and cheering. 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒.

[bastardbox]

just a reminder: you can write for one person, multiple people, or literally no one and still be part of the rpc. no one can tell you otherwise. you are welcomed here just as much as the next person and it doesn't hinge on you constantly writing. you have a place in this community no matter your activity levels. ♥️

[ruthworks]

Mallory would be lying if she had said the day had been easy. Traveling was stressful. She didn't understand why there was such high tension in airports. Large crowds. TSA agents barking commands as she kept her head down and did what she researched online. She had started to take her laptop out of her bag before the agent took her backpack and placed it in a bin to get her to move on. It had knotted up in her chest as she had stepped over to the line with the metal detectors. All sensors in her mind were flaring, and she was trying her best to breathe through it. She had emergency anxiety medication, but she was conflicted on when to take it and if it'd mess her up for the rest of the day.

Denver thankfully had a straight flight to San Francisco, and once she was on the flight and in the air, she stomached some ginger ale and trail mix so she could take her medication. She wanted Tanner to see the best version of her as she got off the plane, and she had spent too many hours wired up today to be that without a little help.

She put on her noise cancelling headphones throughout the flight to try to drown out the noise, but she couldn't fully settle into the flight. She'd pick up her book for a few minutes, put it away, and then she got out her laptop though she didn't do anything on it. Her mind was whirring too much. Tanner was on the other side of this flight. Her best friends were on the other side of this flight. People who were meeting her for the first time, not the brave and sassy online persona she kept up. She just wanted so desperately for them to like who she was outside of all of this, and there was a loud voice in her mind that she was trying so hard to fight.

When the flight landed, she used the taxi time to shoot a text to Tanner, who replied that he was waiting for her in his green Realms hoodie. Her heart was thumping in her chest at the thought of them about to be under the same roof, so she had reacted with a 'LOL' reaction and smiled softly at her phone. No turning back.

She deplaned with her backpack and focused on following the signs for the baggage claim. It was an international airport, so it was bustling like Denver had been and was quite a walk to the claim. But after an escalator trip downstairs, she was glancing up at the board for her baggage claim and en route towards it.

There, she could see him standing tall near the claim. His long locks, the soft smile on his lips that matched his warm gaze. She felt her stomach twist and heart leap in her chest at the sight of him, and her throat tightened at the fact that she had made it. She had left her house at six that morning and was here. It was exhausting but here he was.

The corners of her lips turned upwards into a soft smile as she headed towards him, releasing a quiet, awkward laugh. " Hi, " she greeted gently amongst the chaos. " I-I... Can I hug you? Is that okay? " It felt silly asking her boyfriend if she could hug him, but her pulse was racing and cutting off any proper thought from her mind.

[wileyguarantee]

Tanner watched her approach and his heart fluttered wildly in his chest. His already bouncing nerves seemed to be closer to an edge he was scared of, but he did his best to stand his ground and hold his smile. He knew this couldn't go poorly, but he was nervous of doing something to upset her or make her anxieties worse. Was that a means of going poorly? Maybe, but surely they'd be okay if this relationship didn't work... right? Not that he wanted to think about it, especially as she greeted him then asked about a hug. A hug. Something so simple, but so space invading that he had to stop himself from jumping instantly to get his arms around her. He knew about her agoraphobia and uncertainty with people, but it almost didn't stop him from making a fool of himself right then and there. He held it together though-- managing to nod his head and mutter out a quiet, "Of course," through a smile.

He stepped forward slower than he initially wanted to, but a pace that would allow her to draw away if she truly wanted to. His arms came up halfway to where he could slip them around her under the backpack she wore. He drew her in, warmth flushing through him as their frames slotted together for the first time. He shut his eyes trying to keep himself from going too weak in the knees at the scent of her shampoo and the fact she was just there. Real and holdable. He'd known she was beautiful before this, but seeing her in person-- short, pointed features, and a smile that did his heart in? It was almost too much for him.

"I'm so glad you're here," he managed to get out in a quiet voice, arms wound around her and head turned slightly to press his nose into her hair. He drew in a slow breath, taking in the scent and the reality of the situation. This was happening! This was really and truly happening! He was going to get to spend real time with a girl he was quickly falling for. God, don't fuck it up, Tanner.

[ruthworks]

She felt like she could think so much more clearly now that she had satisfied her thirst. It felt like she hadn't eaten in days, though she had made herself eat normal foods to try to feed into it. Hell, she had barely cooked a steak to see if that would help, and it didn't touch it. Food was still palatable, but it was clear that it wasn't going to sustain her life. This wouldn't ruin her career, by any means, but it was definitely something.

"Last Wednesday night," she muttered, giving a quiet swallow. "I was walking home from going into the office. I-I had meetings, but that's not --" she shook her head, expression pinching. "I-I should have paid more attention, I should have known... but this couple grabbed me with this strength I've never felt before..."

[wileyguarantee]

He turned to face her more as he continued his task of drying out a glass, eyes flicking from it to her. Last Wednesday. He noted it with a nod, brow lifting as she started to get into more details only to second guess that before continuing. She mentions a couple and he rolls his eyes with a slight frown. He's both surprised and not. It was reckless that they were so aggressive in their feeding and even more so in changing someone. It was common, but less so than it used to be. Most vampires who changed someone these days stuck around to gloat about their new prospect and teach them the ways, but every so often...

"Sounds like a case of terrible luck," he tries to muse, but it falls flat even for himself and he sighs. He sets the glass down where it's meant to be then wanders a little closer to where she's sat on the opposite side of the bar, "Look, I don't know who changed you, but it was sloppy on their part. Usually, as of late, those who change someone tend to linger around. Fucked up they left you," he pauses then speaks a little more gently, "I've been around for a long damn time and can teach you a thing or too, but... this is your life now." Boring after a hundred years. Mundane after one hundred and fifty.

[ruthworks]

When Allison had come bursting out of her apartment, it had been out of desperation. She felt sick. Weak, exhausted, shivering cold. Nothing was satisfying her - not food, not sleep, nothing. She had flashes of what had happened to her, flashes of what she was now, and she wanted to deny it, but the longer she starved, the more obvious it was becoming.

Running into Edwin had been a blessing in disguise. He had wasted no time in taking her by the hand and assuring her that he knew what she was and how to help her, and frankly, she was too desperate and exhausted to argue. He had sat her down at the bar and had given her a mug of what she knew was blood. The metallic liquid satiated her more than water ever had before. She chugged the first glass, drank the second a little slower, and was table to take long but gentle sips of the third. Slowly, the color was coming back to her face and the shaking was stopping. Her mind was slowly coming back to her too.

He had been busy in between checking in on her, but when he was time for him to clean up, she was still parked at the bar, slowly sipping on her fifth glass by then. She was more than full, but now it felt more like a calming treat. Like a cup of tea. She didn't know how it was going to go from here, how she was going to sustain herself. What this meant for her life or her career. It all felt so overwhelming. She didn't choose this life.

"Here you go," she murmured to @wileyguarantee after one last sip, pushing the mug to him so he could clean it. "H-How much do I owe you for tonight?"

[wileyguarantee]

He'd been on his way to work when a woman ran into him, knocking into his shoulder and catching his attention in more ways than one. He'd smelled her the instant he'd turned to look at her, wide eyes catching a familiarity to it that had him snapping a hand out and catching her hand. He looked her face over once before telling her to wait, telling her to stop and to listen. He said he knew what she was and he could help-- part of him thought she would fight it and maybe he'd hoped she would for some excitement beyond this, but she doesn't. She gives in and nods before allowing him to lead her to where he was walking: Moonshine Tavern. The place just blocks away from where they'd ran into one another and owned by someone he could (perhaps) call a friend. The owner wasn't a vampire, but he wasn't human either. A werewolf. One of the few he'd ever come to really know in his near two hundred years. Gross.

In those two hundred years he's met others like this woman, but generally he'd give them a blood bag and tell them good luck. Or point them towards some corrupt looking asshole. Tonight.. he didn't have a bag on him or the desire to figure out a good target so he took her where he knew he could her blood. He sat her at the bar then poured some blood without anyone taking notice into a dark thermal mug. He watched her slam it back and chuckled a little, napkin in hand reaching to wipe some from her chin when she pulled it back. He asked for her name and then shared his own. Allison. She was newly changed enough that it was clear she didn't know a damned thing and that wide panicked look in her eye spoke to him-- unfortunately. Fuck. He wasn't planning to spend his night doing this, but it sure as shit beat closing by himself while the jukebox system refused to turn off.

He provided her a few more drinks over the course of the night before eventually everyone was filtering out including the other bartenders until it was just him and Allison. He was beginning to clean some glasses that were left over by those that lingered until close. His eyes flicked to her as she pushed the mug towards him, speaking a question that made his lips twitch slightly at the corner. He doesn't answer, instead asking his own question, "When were you changed?"

[wileyguarantee]

this vampire is so fucking bored.... bio.

[legendaree]

𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙖 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙪𝙨 . . . ⤷ noville "shaggy" rogers

[ruthworks]

They had been talking about this for a few weeks now: a possibility turned into the day it was going to happen. Connor had learned about Sass -- Mallory through Tanner. He had given them the briefings on what she went through with her agoraphobia, but last week, he had gotten in a call with Jay, Tanner, and Mallory so she could explain the complexities of her anxieties. She was quick to assure that it wasn't anything they have ever done wrong that would make her hesitant to meet them. They assured her in return that they didn't feel that way at all, and she allowed them to ask whatever questions that had before they all ended the night in Fortnite squads to wind down. It was good, and Connor was excited to both meet Mallory and for Tanner to have his dream girl in his midst. Maybe it'd give Connor the courage to say something to Lisa sometime.

It was the morning of and just before @wileyguarantee needed to leave for the airport, and Connor was up eating a bowl of cereal to tide him over until Mallory was here and they could DoorDash some lunch.

"Is there anything we need to do before she gets here?" he asked, nodding over to @bulsoitan with the 'we' he had mentioned. "Talk us through what's going through your head, dude."

[wileyguarantee]

Living with two of your best friends was anyone's dream, but right now Tanner was feeling the anxiety of knowing his girlfriend was visiting. He had yet to even meet Mallory in person as it was and there was anxiety there, but to have her come into their space. Well, he was grateful his two friends were very understanding and accepting of it. None of them were ladies men by any means which meant it wasn't often they were bringing anyone home. If at all. Their shared apartment space was very much lived in by three men and though they were all fairly clean.. it was clear they had a stench to them. Tanner was more than aware of it today with the approaching time of having to pick Mallory up. In fact, he was pacing the living room space. He wasn't trying to be as nervous as he was, but he wanted this to be perfect for Mallory and to make her feel comfortable. He was worried.

When Connor spoke up he stopped pacing to look at his two friends, eyes a little wide and frantic. He blinked then shook his head out, "I'm just nervous. I want this to be a good trip for her," he starts wringing his hands together, "I think we just... I don't know-- do we have any candles? Something to make this place smell less gamer geek?"

@bulsoitan

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM TEXT MESSAGE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

[TXT] : answer the question.

[TXT] : you left your jacket here.

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.

[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.

[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.

[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..

[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.

[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.

[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.

[TXT] : be honest with me.

[TXT] : are you free tonight?

[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!

[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.

[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.

[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.

[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.

[TXT] : i hate that you were right.

[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.

[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.

[TXT] : i had a dream about you.

[TXT] : i thought you were coming?

[TXT] : wow that's crazy.

[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.

[TXT] : your stuff is still here.

[TXT] : open the door.

[TXT] : what are you doing right now?

[TXT] : don't screenshot this.

[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.

[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?

[TXT] : what are we?

[TXT] : no really it's fine.

[TXT] : you don't have to lie.

[TXT] : i don't feel great.

[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.

[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.

[TXT] : don't do this over text.

[TXT] : did i do something wrong?

[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.

[TXT] : running late sorry.

[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.

[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.

[TXT] : are you mad at me.

[TXT] : please answer me.

[TXT] : i told you not to do that.

[TXT] : can i come over?

[TXT] : i'm outside.

[TXT] : you're being unfair.

[TXT] : that's not an excuse.

[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?

[TXT] : are you busy?

[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.

[TXT] : i think i fucked up.

[TXT] : i need to vent.

[TXT] : do you want food?

[TXT] : this is messing with my head.

[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.

[TXT] : are you mad at me?

[TXT] : please say something.

[TXT] : can you lie for me?

[TXT] : i found your keys!

[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.

[TXT] : i know you're awake.

[TXT] : stay the night.

[TXT] : you look good and you know it.

[TXT] : this reminded me of you!

[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.

[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.

[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.

[TXT] : you left me on read.

[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.

[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.

[TXT] : are you alone?

[TXT] : stuck in traffic.

[TXT] : you could've just said no.

[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.

[TXT] : who are you with?

[TXT] : something has to change.

[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.

[TXT] : i'm done.

[TXT] : don't tease me.

[TXT] : i'm getting worried.

[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.

[TXT] : where are you??

[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.

[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.

[TXT] : can you come get me?

[TXT] : look up.

[TXT] : i trust you.

[TXT] : i need help.

[TXT] : this is flirting right?

[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.

[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.

[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?

[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.

[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.

[TXT] : that was not funny.

[TXT] : i'm proud of you.

[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.

[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner

[TXT] : please don't be mad..

[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?

[TXT] : i won't bother you again.

[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.

[TXT] : did you get home safe?

[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.

[TXT] : i miss you.

[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..

[TXT] : i can't sleep.

[TXT] : i need clarity.

[TXT] : tell me to behave.

[TXT] : okay fine you win.

[TXT] : hello?

[TXT] : you did good.

[TXT] : do you miss me?

[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.

[TXT] : are you safe??

[TXT] : you're unbelievable.

[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.

[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.

[TXT] : don't ever say that again.

[TXT] : are you flirting with me?

[TXT] : you owe me gas money.

[TXT] : stop avoiding me.

[TXT] : call me when you see this!

[TXT] : you still mad?

[TXT] : can we talk in person?

[TXT] : can i crash at your place?

[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.

[TXT] : i'm spiraling.

[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.

[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.

[TXT] : you look cute.

[TXT] : glad you had fun.

[TXT] : i'm exhausted.

[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.

[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??

[TXT] : i want to move on.

[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.

[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.

[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.

[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.

[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.

[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.

[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?

[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.

[TXT] : you crossed a line.

[TXT] : you up?

[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.

[TXT] : don't get smug.

[TXT] : i'm on my way!

[TXT] : i should not be saying this.

[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.

[TXT] : come over.

[memeforsaken]

 🌶️🔥 Spicy Scenarios

Send in a prompt for a sexual starter. Specify muse/s for multis, and get creative where needed!

Activities:

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one-night-stand

friends with benefits

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Time:

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Purpose:

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[wileyguarantee]

hey. just so you know, folks. if you go into the html and fuck with the hex coding too much: it changes the base coloring of font for what should be black/white against whatever respective background. like i use dark mode because my head hurts bad otherwise (more than it does already,) but at times words that should show as white will show as black against a black background and the eyestrain is real. the reason we have specific color options on tumblr is because those colors can be seen on any of their set background themes. please please do not set html coding on base text to black or remove it if it does. thanks. ♥

[wileyguarantee]

this is a really random lovebomb but i just want to express my gratitude and eagerness in being friends with @bulsoitan. i met emily years ago because of writing GREASE 2 characters before she and i both fell of the face of the earth. she came back, briefly talked to me, then vanished again. BUT in this last iteration or us talking we've gotten close and to know each other. she is one of the most honest and loving people that i have ever had the pleasure of knowing. she doesn't cut corners, she doesn't feed you bullshit-- she tells you as is and it's beyond words hearing it. she's helped me through many different instances with this site and just general feelings and i don't think words will ever express how grateful i am to her.

and then on top of being one of my best friends in this community, she's a fantastic writing partner. like. she is so fucking creative, smart, and well written. like she comes up with such beautifully written characters to either stand alone or affiliate to some of mine and ruth's. and she's just. ugh. emily tell your fiance you can't get married because I'M going to marry you. 😭

edit: she sends us selfies a lot of her forehead when she's been drinking and it just makes me smile every time.

[wileyguarantee]

@ruthworks continued from ✅

He tensed with a scrunch of his features as she rolled back against his groin, hand on her hip giving a short squeeze. He planted another kiss to the area below her ear and chuckled as she mentioned this being a reason she booked for two nights. It felt almost wrong to spend that time in this room rather than working the job he was meant to, but he had his information. All he had to do was report it back to those in wait and he'd be free to do as he wanted until he was needed next. And so he knew he should tell her just a moment before returning to the burner phone on the side table, but he doesn't. He can't bring himself to draw away from her and the soft touch of her skin.

"I'd hate for the second night to go to waste," he murmured before drawing back, shifting to where he could grip her hip tighter and pull her backwards with a move of his frame. He let her fall to her back so he could climb onto her, slipping easily between her legs and moving his hands to find hers. He pinned them back on the bed while ducking in to catch her lips, chasing her with a kiss that would leave them both wanting more.

[wileyguarantee]

i'm going to spin my character wheel and just write something for whoever it lands on. i was going to be on betty, but i got frustrated/discouraged.

[bettyswoon]

𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙧 ⸻ 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 . . .