gayest of the gays.

21+ indie multimuse centered around sapphic characters, penned by a sapphic writer. open to new writing partners and friends. ask for my discord if you'd rather write there.

[wlwhq]

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hello! my name is rose (she/her) and i am returning to the rpc after a few years of a hiatus. i've decided to make my blog yet again a f/f- & f/nb-centric space! i tend to not follow back unless i can see us writing together, but i will always check out my followers' blogs! discord is available to mutuals for plotting and chatting as well! there will be untagged nsft content on this blog, you have been warned!

☆ full muse list ☆

☆ kink list ☆

☆ wanted plots ☆

☆ wanted opposites ☆

☆ open starters ☆

can't wait to write with you! my dms are always open if you'd like to chat!

[filmgifs]

Mary Poppins Returns (2018) dir. Rob Marshall

[atlantisview]

The Devil Wears Prada 2 (2026)

[wlwhq]

hiya, hoping to be around for starters and the like by tmrw night :)

[wlwhq]

@slccpingbcauty liked for a short wishlist starter! see source for inspo! cassidy " cass" greene. jessica chasta.in fc. 48 years old. museum curator / single mom.

"thanks for staying a little later tonight." cassidy's gratitude can be heard from the closet she's halfway leaning into, hanging her trench coat up and calling back out to her kids' nanny. "i wasn't expecting the dinner to go that long. did you eat something, i hope?" she closes the door to be face-to-face again, one perfectly done eyebrow raised. "or i can offer you a glass of wine. if you're not in a hurry to go to bed."

[wlwhq]

ok friends -- i went through and updated my muse list, because having so many while i'm just getting back into this would really rot my brain. some old muses may return eventually, but for now, i am going to start with these. i've also eliminated having specific occupations tied to my muses, as well as in-depth backstories. i've found that i want to put my muses in a variety of different plots, aus, and universes, and i get stressed when it comes to carrying these specificities into all types of different stories and threads. i'd rather mold them to fit the thread best. below each muse are a few spitball ideas of plots/universes/types of threads i am craving for each. now that that's out of the way...who would like a starter? like this for something chill and easy from your wishlist, but dm me or reply below if you'd like a specific muse of mine or want to flesh something out!

[wlwhq]

hello hello hello all. kind of in a weird space when it comes to writing, like i have no time but i have so much muse and its been very difficult to navigate both. plus school is insanely busy and its only week two and only going to get busier. but i miss writing here, i miss writing in general, and im at a bit of a loss.

id hate to restart here again for the thousandth time bc im sure its exhausting for you all as much as it is to me, so if anyone has any advice or input im open to hearing it. indie rping and writing in general is supposed to be fun, but im so worried that my lack of being consistent only drives potential writing partners away.

[wlwhq]

open! f/nb muse: eden, early 40s, housewife. closeted lesbian. based on: 1950s lesbians (sue me!!!), husband is away...u know the drill

"do you ever get told how easy you are to talk to?" the rhetorical question hung in the air, interrupted eden's train of thought before, like she couldn't wait to have it out in the open. "because you are. i feel like i've...spent all evening blabbering when i could use this time to be getting to know you. tell me something interesting, that nobody else would guess." she rested her chin in her hand, looked across at her counterpart, and felt the grin on her face growing just a little bit wider.

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leah tilted her head with her facial features looking over at the other woman standing in front of her as a little tiny half smirk passed on her lips, the blond was so intrigued the fact that other kept talking she actually found it kinda cute. folding over her arms on her stomach "thanks hun" leah chuckled "now you've put me on the spot huh?" leah said allowing her fingers drop from having them at folded she couldn't help but to lightly graze the other arm "hm something that no one has ever guessed, I don't like peanut butter and jelly" the blond laughed softly though it was a true but random fact she hated peanut butter and jelly "plus being allergic is a good factor" she laughed softly.

[wlwhq]

"noted. no pb & j. wouldn't want you getting all red and puffy." eden chuckled, every fact about leah being filed away into a special compartment in her brain. it wasn't rare for her to make close friends like this, but something hung a little bit different in the air when it came to leah. call it her loneliness since paul's been gone, but truth be told, he's been far away from her mind all night. "i appreciate you giving me the chance to learn more. i could...genuinely go on like this all night and die happy." the party they were at was starting to dwindle down, and the idea of the night ending saddened her. "where are you off to after this?"

[wlwhq]

why is it that when i have an account blocked they still show up when someone reblogs from them. tumblr do better

[wlwhq]

two more tests, i am so tired 😓 miss yall and be back soon

[ladiesofcinema]

Emily Blunt

82nd Venice Film Festival || "The Smashing Machine Red Carpet"

[wlwhq]

first month of this school program, taking 3 classes, and ALL 3 have exams next week 😒 pray for me and if im extra slow that is why

[writing-prompt-s]

You’re a retired S-tier supervillain. After you retired, you married a B-tier hero. You are forced back onto the stage when an A-tier villain attempts to kill your spouse.

[archivist-goldfish]

Emily Blunt

[monarchyofdesires-deactivated20]

open to: any muses, 25+ the plot: Relta was your ER doctor one time, and you bump into each other again at a restaurant (or whatever). Flirtations ensue.

”Good to see you again, especially without having to give you fluids,” Relta laughed in a good natured manner, tucking a stray lock of her hair behind her ear. “How are you healing? If there’s any residual pain, you should see your general practitioner,” she advised, moving closer to them and putting a hand on theirs, both resting on the bar’s countertop. Biting her lower lip seductively, Relta looked them over and realized that, well, her former patient was rather attractive.

[wlwhq]

"much better. all thanks to you." eden didn't shy away from the touch, but instead found herself taking a step closer. the visit to the emergency room that day, a result of dehydration mixed with a little bit of extra stress, was mostly out-of-the-blue, but she was glad it seemed to resolve quickly. "are you here with someone tonight?" an out-of-the-blue question to match the situation she seemed to consistently find herself in with the other woman, but she had it on her mind and needed to ask. "i was supposed to meet my sister here, but she missed her train and wanted to rain check."

[etxrnaleclipse]

"I can't say I do. Most of the time, Richard is telling me that I talk too much, so it's quite refreshing to hear something to the contrary." Felicity smiled over at Eden, appreciating her kind words. The other woman was so easy to be around, made her feel so comfortable, and that was something that she found appealing. "Oh, no I could easily listen to you talk all night. It's absolutely fine." A laugh followed her words as she took another sip of her drink, watching the sun disappearing beneath the horizon through the window. "Well... I always wanted to be an artist when I was young. Naturally, that's not something that could have ever happened for me, but I still dream about it from time to time."

[wlwhq]

"richard couldn't talk his way out of a paper bag," eden replied smoothly, maybe without enough of a second to think, but once it was out there she meant it. her own richard, a man affectionately known as paul, wasn't much of a conversationalist either. she'd much rather spend her time with felicity. "is that so?" she asked softly, a look of intrigue crossing her features as her gaze followed the other woman's. "i bet you could still find a way." she wasn't one to believe in the status quo, or that dreams like that could be forgotten - maybe it made her more radical, but so be it. "what kind of art did you want to make?"

[wlwhq]

i got venice ff emily content and a net-a-porter photoshoot and article all within the span of an hour....rip to me