wonder boy

multimuse / 21+ indie rp

[wndrbcy]

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Welcome to my pinned post!

I'm Shay! This is a semi-private 21+ indie rp blog. Nice to meet you! I love a little writing in my free time. Continue on if you want to join me!

Rules | Muses | Mobile Muses | Banned Fcs | Open Starters | Plots | Faces

Drafts: 10 | Closed Starters: 9 | Queue: 54

homie alert! : @redemptioninterlude

— updated 5/25/2026

[straightoutthegrave]

[wndrbcy]

I have off tomorrow everyone say thank god! I plan on being dead for the first half of the day to get sleep, then hopping online later.

[dailyflicks]

TELL ME LIES | 3.04 Fix Me Up, Girl

[achillesinhighheels]

Regina Hall x Numéro Netherlands

[drpepperwhoree]

remember that pride is still a protest

[moodcafe]

name moodboard: order for “andy” | ♫ now playing: caramel by 5sos

[lemonmancer]

I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favourite

[redemptioninterlude]

@wndrbcy // leo

[wndrbcy]

ok i better go to bed

[wndrbcy]

@nopartyinvitations | plot [she calls me back]

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"You shouldn't have come." Celine has pushed far past the boundary she'd set for herself, half-dressed, regret seeping in where desire had just been. Really, she shouldn't have called.

[wndrbcy]

@miidnighters | plot

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"This is ... so awkward," she observes, catching herself in their conversation leaning innnnnn just as she used to, then souring as she reminded herself of their inevitable ending. It's strange to be back, even worse with them around. Aftertaste of them is hard to place, but one thing is certain: it lasted. "I thought I'd never see you again, and now..."

[wndrbcy]

@loveshard | plot

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"This isn't funny, stop laughing." Zo dabs gingerly at the blood, extra pressure to encourage the flow slowing down. She should be used to it, fixing them up, can usually do it without much complaint, but the distance between these clean-ups was becoming much shorter. Face scrunching, she throws the tissue at their face. "You're hurt, baby. Again.."

[wndrbcy]

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@theambitiion | plot

"Do you ever get the feeling.." he's made this complaint ten times over; Elena has to be sick of it at this point. But he's exhausted, solace found only in the moment he'd finally been able to escape and meet his girl. "..That your business is everyone's business?"

[wndrbcy]

✨ oooooh pleaaaase, we've been writing for years and years and i fear i have fallen behind you, because you've come back so strong!!! no, it's a real push for me to do more and be better and i love it, even after all this time, the writing still feels blessed here

Please I just started making sense, you can't get even better </3 BUT THANK YOU MY LOVEEEE <: I remember before we started writing together, I wanted to write with you so so bad, and I was so so intimidated even after we started shipping yk, but I've grown (finally). I'm very glad we connected all those years ago. I could not be who I am on here without your friendship, your amazing writing, your fun as fuck characters, and your overall Miss Zness. All my love, for L!

don't be shy come gas me up too <3

[wndrbcy]

i post one reply and my dick grows like

[ofdamnation]

Eyes narrow as they look up at him, suspicion setting in. "Well, I never said I hate you." There's a possibility those words did definitely leave Elena's lips at some point, but at this rate it's his word against her own. Stands her ground as he dares to step in closer, eyes meeting his own as a small smirk tugs at the edges of her lips — If he wants to challenge her, she can throw it back just as good as she can take it. "And how do you think you would do that?"

[wndrbcy]

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He finds it a little funny, this dance around the truth. Wants to insist she knows how, but maybe she really did just dislike him after all. He's too far in to give up, though. Swallowing, Nathan decides then that if she really did bite his head off, at least his suspicions would be laid to rest. He sucks his teeth. "I don't know, Elena, what do you want?" Little space in between has his voice low, and he takes her hand in his. Raising it to his lips before pressing a gentle kiss to her palm. "'Cause I'm free as a bird right now, and I could be yours... if you want me."

[redemptioninterlude]

"i make a lot of things harder, i know~" sing song brat, bitch, what do you want from HER? it's not as if she doesn't know, how she'll string together the art he makes, to help it shine, to make it as perfect as it can be. her love, he's so easily obsessive, then distracted, he'd make something half way and come back to it, finished and polished and touched by niko and think he'd done it all himself, that's the selfishness of genius. but alice sees it in her too, this girl who's staring at her as if she'd hope she would choke, her tongue lapping at her bottom lip, leaning closer, tucking her hair back, sharing a smile, playing, oblivious.

niko's got her back up, niko's got her eyes, red! a girl who'd set the world on fire just to vent her rage, the poor thing, she's just feel a little neglected. it's why she let up from beneath the strap that kept her down, she whips round to look at her with all of that hostility, blowing hot inside of her! alice hears the steps, she FEELS the kick, and there's almost this sense of deliriousness that hits, where she's left wondering if she really did that, but once she knows she had, oh, all bets are off! hands pushing her up from the arts of her chair, her teeth a knife-sharp thing barely contained within that smile.

"you wanted attention? i'll give you ATTENTION~" oh, too bad, there's no soft hotel beds this time with which to knock her into, but alice aims a kick at the other's legs, before shoving her back into the wall. a mirror shutters, and she's left laughing, the sound a twisting, awful rattle, her eyes dilating with the thrill of her audacity. "don't blame me when you walk out there with a black eye, when you know better!"

★— ATTN: @wndrbcy

[wndrbcy]

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Petty thing, Miss Niko, like her idol in the way passion could overtake reason in seconds. Prepared for retaliation, but not for the way her head spins when it's smacked against the glass. A grunt passes her lips, a quick push off the wall. Dazed for a moment, but when her eyes open and they meet Alice's, she's enlightened. Her own ego, demanding satisfaction for what she feels was forgotten. Playthings like Alice would have to learn their place, eventually.

This time, she wouldn't cry out for her oppa, have her soul stomped on when he barely looked her way. Or worse, entertained by the way she fought for him. No, all she can see is someone demeaning her shit, again. Playing like she understands the world they'd created, like she was in it, like she'd ever really get it. The threats of ruining her pretty face should make her pause, showtime creeping in, but that laughter. Enraged, a banshee-like shriek erupts as she lunges at Alice, fists coming down over and over as she womped, grabbing for hair, anywhere to make contact.

Niko fights dirty, sloppy, focused on maiming the face he adores so so much. She'll take a black eye, long as she's left her mark. Chairs of the green room clutter together as she continues her assault, grabbing at Alice's top. Recalling their previous scraps, she's musters up enough might to slam her head against Alice's. The regret .. instant, recoiling from the pain, "Fuck my life, that hurts."