ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ʀᴇᴠᴀᴍᴘᴇᴅ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ᴍᴜꜱᴇꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ. 18+ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴅʀᴀꜰᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 10
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ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ʀᴇᴠᴀᴍᴘᴇᴅ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ᴍᴜꜱᴇꜱ ʙʟᴏɢ. 18+ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ / ꜱʟᴏᴡ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴅʀᴀꜰᴛ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 10
• ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ • ᴍᴜꜱᴇꜱ • ᴏᴘᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ • ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴏᴛꜱ (ᴡɪꜱʜʟɪꜱᴛ) • ᴀꜱᴋ • ᴍᴏʀᴇ
please an arranged marriage between two socilaite families/ big names in their city. but like she’s still stuck in the party stage and fucking up because she’s upset with her parents or unhappy with her life and he’s dealing with a lot of pressure and stress from his family to take over the family bussiness and it’s just two polar opposites but it could be super cute sometimes when she gets super drunk and he picks her up and hold her hair back when he throws up and stays up to give her a glass of water and make sure she sleeps well even though he has a huge meeting in the morning that he should be resting for. but also the angST and the fights and the ‘i didnt ask for this’ and making each other jealous and sexual tension and fCUK PLS
gimme muse a just finished his sentence in jail and he’s lost contact with most of the people in his former life. on the day of his release, the gate pulls back and his high school sweetheart who he lost contact with years ago muse b is in the parking lot.
give me a good girl/boy & bad girl/boy plot where they hook up, with no strings attached, until strings start attaching & they have to push each other away & break each others hearts because they had rules. angst!!! random fluff moments that turn into angst when they realize it’s too fluffy!!! awesome sex!!! let’s throw in some more drama by making the bad girl/boy one that has a reputation for sleeping around & they act out by ‘ cheating ’ on the good girl/boy with someone else when feelings happen!!! so maNY OPTIONS!!!
⤷ character: austin finnegan - 30-35 years old - bisexual - bartender ⤷ open to: m/f/nb, mutuals or non-mutuals ! ⤷ based on: this ⤷ @indiestarter
❛ — Well, good news is you don't look totally ugly today ❜ austin chuckled under his breath as he brought his piping hot coffee closer to his lips, watching as his company finally settled in front of him for their usual saturday brunch. ❛ Long night, I guess ? ❜
open to anyone. muse: hannah sinclair. daisy edgar jones fc. 26. bisexual. she/her. publishing assistant.
"do you ever think about what kissing me might feel like?"
❛ Is that a trick question? ❜ austin looked up to meet his friend's eyes, slowly discerning the seriousness painting over her soft features. ❛ I mean, I might have in the past..but you know that I'm seeing someone now, right? ❜
"I told them I was going out with somebody and that it was serious, okay? It didn't seem so stupid at the time, but I didn't think they'd ask for.. this!" Winter groaned, face falling forward into her hands, already feeling overwhelmed. So much so, that she didn't hesitate to take the croissant from across the table and tear it in half, angrily stuffing a piece into her mouth. "This trip is going to be a nightmare."
Listening attentively to her friend's rant, Chloe carefully reached over the table to smooth over Winter's hair and caress the cascading locks down her shoulders. Since the opening of her bakery, the brunette hardly found the time to take a breather: Perhaps this was a sign for her to get out of her routine while also doing a good deed. ❛ Alright, fine..I'll do it. But what exactly do you need me to do? How 'serious' are we talking? Am I gonna have to propose to you, on Christmas, in front of the whole family? ❜ Chuckling under her breath, she hoped her joke could somewhat lighten her beloved friend's despair.
"But doesn't a transactional relationship imply mutual benefits? What exactly am I getting out of this?" Xavier had to tease, it being so effortless with Sienna. The endless back and forth, the tug and pull, a dance between tumultuous flames. She may call it something different, but he likes the word foreplay best. His hands mirrored hers, cupping her face to pull her in closer, deepening the kiss. She moved quick on the ice, even quicker in bed, which would explain how they ended in this mess of a situation in the first place. "As always, it's ladies' choice, but I have a remote cabin up in the hills that's perfect. Just picture it: starry nights, candle-lit dinners, nobody else but us."
❛ You get to enjoy my amazing company, obviously ❜ she muttered, a soft chuckle soon rolling off her tongue. Taking the time to bask in the sweetness of his plush dulcet pressing onto her own, Sienna could almost find herself letting go of her signature sarcastic and snarky nature, only to morph into this more vulnerable version of herself she rarely dared to showcase outwardly — at least that was until Xavier walked into her life and managed to break down her walls, which frankly scared her to death. ❛ Sounds very...romantic and coupley, if you ask me ❜ An obvious uneasiness could be deciphered from the way the ice skater had now leaned back with her limbs framing each side of his waist, pearly whites gnawing on her lips. ❛ I mean, don't get me wrong ; it sounds like a great time..I just - don't know if we're there yet. What we have right now is good enough, isn't it? ❜
open starter for w/nb muses muse: fionn sheridan, 26, straight, he/him, paul mescal fc, singer and musician
"the tour ended, i got dropped off at my place and i guess i just... started walking and ended up here. can i come in?"
❛ Gosh, so much for a quiet weekend... ❜ Sienna muttered under her breath, fingers smoothing over her furrowed brows before slowly finding herself allowing the man inside her apartment. ❛ Now, I'm sure you could have gone to one of your fangirls' place and they would have welcomed you with open arms — so, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Fionn? ❜
open starter ; ( any muses, probably an assumed friendship or romantic connection )
with ; cameron fletcher
setting ; outside at a local park
——- Being a rather nice day out, the sun out, a nice breeze, so cameron found himself out trying to enjoy it with his daughter. watching his daughter run around — having a nice time, he pulled out his camera and pointed towards his little girl. she was about four and cameron still wanted to capture all of her growing up moments in photos and videos. ❝ i still can't believe how fast she's growing up. ❞ he spoke, more to himself but also to his company a bit.
Looking over fondly at the precious cherub running around, Navi couldn't help the simper stretching over her features. Having been friends with her father for a couple years now, the screenwriter had the privilege to watch the little girl grow up in front of her eyes and even earn the affectionate nickname of aunty Vivi. ❛ and you're doing an amazing job at raising her, Cam. You should be proud.. ❜ giving a gentle nudge to Cameron's side once he was done taking his picture, the brunette handed him the cup of coffee she had fetched him prior, before caressing Sabrina's soft locks once she was at arms reach. ❛ So what do you guys feel like doing today? ❜
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Soooooo I sat down, fixed my blog, added test muses — and now my brain is dead and not cooperating anymore. Replies will hopefully come tomorrow, after work! ♡
⤷ (test) muse: valeria abel, 30-35 years old, bisexual, food critic & blogger ⤷ open to: f/m/nb - mutuals or non-mutuals ! ⤷ based on: this ⤷ @indiestarter
❛ You know, we’re alone right now. You really don’t need to pull all of T H I S. — Keep it for when your ex is around ❜ she gestured to the bouquet of flowers the other had brought her, making sure to turn on her heels before letting the corner of her lips tug upwards into a soft smile, guessing her friend would soon follow suit inside the apartment.
open to: w.
plot: the reversal of the classic trope of the man punching the girl's boyfriend. your muse punched someone for him.
after the debacle, instead of getting involved with the police, he scooped her up and quick made sure to get her back to his place. "how's your knuckles doin', slugger?" he questioned with a laugh, closing the door behind him with a breath. "still can't believe you did that. jesus."
❛ Please, you should see the other guy ❜ she groaned, trying to conceal the pain that was slowly but surely settling in now that the adrenaline rush had subdued. With a wince, Eve tried to move her fingers as best as she could, her knuckles turning a deep crimson color as she let herself fall back onto Cody's couch. ❛ He had it coming ! Asshole was being loud and unnecessarily rude to everyone, including you. I had to step in since somebody was too busy flirting with the waitress, anyways ❜ No matter the amount of pain the blonde was in, she never missed an opportunity to poke some harmless fun at the man.
open to ⟼ m/w/nb.
connection ⟼ literally anything, go wild.
“stop it. you don’t mean that,” a sheepish giggle as she peeled her gaze away from theirs. an effort to conceal the immediate flush that kissed the apples of her cheeks.
This was already Enzo's third drink of the night and alcohol seemed to slowly yet surely get to him, hence the man feeling no shame whatsoever in spilling his every thought that came to mind to the woman facing him; April Caraway — every guy's crush back in high school and obviously, as he was able to witness through this impromptu reunion, rather the timeless beauty. ❛ No I mean it, you haven't changed a bit, April. It's actually good to stumble upon a familiar face...god knows how much I seem to have missed out during my time in the marines ❜ taking the time to bask in the melodious sound of her giggles, Enzo carefully topped up her glass of wine. ❛ So, how have you been? How's life? ❜
open to m/f/nb.
ㅤㅤ" i'm divorcing your father. " she doesn't know how they'll take it... she can only hope that it's at least well. she still hasn't told their father, let alone started the proceedings. she'd wanted to tell them first. maybe first thing in the morning wasn't the best of ideas, but if not now, then when?
Waking up, Oliver always had the habit of going straight to the kitchen to fetch himself a glass of orange juice before getting started on breakfast. Nonetheless, the barista was far from expecting his first meal of the day to come with such news from his father's wife. Trying to conceal the gladness he felt in regards of the imminent separation, he cleared his throat while getting himself busy on fixing himself a breakfast sandwich ❛ Frankly, Penelope — I'm not sure this is any of my business. I'm only staying here until I manage to get a new appartment then I'll be out of your hair for you to sort out this mess ❜ if anything, Oliver was glad to see that she had finally came to realisation that a man like his dad didn't deserve even an once of the woman she was. ❛ So, did you tell him already? ❜
"So, you'll call me up and use me for my body, but won't spend a single weekend with me. That hurts, babe," he said with a hand over his heart, falling back on the bed. "There's a reason why I said let's go someplace. No phones, no schedules, no checking in with anybody. It'll be a secret hideaway for the two of us. It'd be just what you need before you suit up and tackle the Nebelhorn, leaving little ol' me behind."
One of the many things Sienna seemed to adore about her and Xavier's dynamics was their ability to never take playful banter at heart ; And while the Olympian was rather infamous for having this ice queen demeanour, the brunet had managed, over time, to make his way into her heart — not that she'd ever admit such a fact. ❛ Use you? That's a horrible accusation, Mr. York. Think about it more as a.... transactional relationship ❜ with a swift movement, Sienna was now straddling Xavier while her dainty hand reached to cup his visage, kissing him once again while slowly feeling herself getting swayed by the idea of a secret romantic getaway in his company. ❛ Fine fine...let's say I agreed to go on this trip, where would you take me that's so secret and hidden, hm? ❜