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@xlostparadise
𝒙𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒆;; private/mutuals only, low activity rp blog for various oc muses. multi-ship and multi-verse. triggering topics and mature content, be warned. loved by cindy, 25+, pst, she/her.
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hi guys! sorry it’s been a while since my last update. unfortunately, i won’t be coming back to this blog. since my time online is just so limited, i’ll be focusing on writing a few select muses that i have the most muse for instead. i would honestly love to continue writing with you all tho! if you’re still interested in writing with me, you can find me here from now on:
@laviexenrose (single muse oc)
@goodwinxandco (single muse oc featuring guest muses)
i’ll be following most of you from wyatt’s blog but there’s no pressure to follow me back or anything. take care lovelies <3
hi guys! sorry it’s been a while since my last update. unfortunately, i won’t be coming back to this blog. since my time online is just so limited, i’ll be focusing on writing a few select muses that i have the most muse for instead. i would honestly love to continue writing with you all tho! if you’re still interested in writing with me, you can find me here from now on:
@laviexenrose (single muse oc)
@goodwinxandco (single muse oc featuring guest muses)
i’ll be following most of you from wyatt’s blog but there’s no pressure to follow me back or anything. take care lovelies <3
Lynn wanted to protest when the prince got a hold of her hand. Instead, the intensity of his gaze made her to stop, despite how urgent this moment was. They had no time to waste and yet, Henry was talking about his decisions prior to coming to her castle, to her home, and the heavy truth that he wanted to share with her suddenly downed onto her. The princess swallowed, hoping that it would be enough to eliminate the gasp rising within her. Her other hand, the one grasping the dagger, got a hold of it even more tightly. What he was saying was madness, but it wasn't unheard of. Suddenly, Lynn's head was spinning with theories and emotions, one from the other more devastating and dangerous. "So you're telling me that you think the mayhem tonight, all of the people that are or will die... is because of your decision?" It was a dangerous thing to claim, especially to the face of someone who loved all of her people so dearly. There was no doubt that she knew by name those who had already lost their life and even that thought made the sorrow unbearable. "Thank you, prince Henry. For your honesty." The princess managed to utter as her eyes shifted downwards, to where he was holding her wrist. "The dagger is of no threat to you, do not worry." As a proof, she moved it a little bit to the side, so now the pointed end wasn't towards him. It was then that the redhead realized he'd called her 'Lynn' and just like that, her eyes were back on his. "But my trust is not win over just like that. It's a gradual process, towards which you've made the first step. But it would've been better if you've told us this from the beginning too. All of this will be blamed upon someone. But I see no reason for that someone to be you, prince. You just did what was right. You searched for love." // @xlostparadise
Henry winced, his eyes downcast as the harsh truth of Lynn’s words lacerated his heart. It made him sound tremendously and awfully selfish, and perhaps, that he was. The prince swallowed thickly. The guilt was already much too heavy for him, a burden he would be forced to carry for the rest of his life. He had failed to foresee that a mere visit with the princess would result in carnage and bloodshed, loss of life that could have been avoided if only he hadn’t dared to dream and follow his heart but the two had not yet come into an agreement to marry! No, no, no. This was all senseless and barbaric. A simple visit, surely, didn’t warrant a hostile response from their mutual enemies. Admittingly, when Emmalynn withdrew her dagger, he felt instantaneously at ease, but he didn’t know it until she had done so. When she explained that her trust was to be earned gradually, he couldn’t help but grow more fond of the redhead. Truly, she was all he had hoped she would be. “I pray I’m wrong about this, princess,” was all Henry could offer. What else could he say when now was not the time for matters involving the heart. “But if I’m not -- well, I needed you to hear it firsthand from me before elsewhere.” Now that this weight had been removed from his chest, he gently urged her to lead the way through the secret passage. He couldn’t be certain what course the night would take them. However, what he was certain of was he was prepared to fight tooth and nail to protect her and keep her out of harm's way. Although… the young prince was also fully convinced Emmalynn was rather capable of defending herself, what with the dagger in her hands and the purposeful fire ablaze in her eyes.
"I see some things never change. You always sided with my mother, even when I begged and pleaded you not to." Still, he laughs at this. Maybe the two of them were right - maybe it was time for a trim, at the very least. Definitely before the wedding, or else his mom, fiance, and mother in law would have a cow. He wanted to avoid that at all costs, considering the day was already stressful enough as it was.
"Thank god you didn't. It wouldn't be the same without you here." Some would think their relationship was a bit odd, considering they were exes, but Beau didn't think anything of it. Besides, he was here, running his practice and she was in California, presenting her art.
"Maybe if I were Billy, they'd be able to resist. Easy to see through his bullshit. Not that this is bullshit - that I'm putting on a front." He's quick to clarify, not wanting her or anyone else think it was an act. It wasn't. He loved and cared for Angelina. But was it more than what he did for Eden?
"Billy is Billy. Not much to say about him. Always workin', not that I'm any different, but even I take days off. I'm surprised he's even here, if I'm bein' honest. Will probably dip early sayin' the cows need him or something." Shaking his head, he takes a swig of his beer before continuing. "Parents are good. Mom's busy with Ang's mom planning the wedding now. She loves it. Was starting to believe none of her kids were going to get married. Just the other day, Mills swore off marriage. Don't think she really means it, though." Chuckling, he takes this moment to check out Eden. She looked good. Happy. Healthy. That's all he wanted for her. "What about you? What have you been up to, Hollywood?"
"Why wouldn't I? Your mom is always right," Eden reminds him. "You think you'd learned that by now," she easily teases -- because really, it's too easy -- and then arches a brow at him with a certain playfulness. A laugh escapes her then. It hits her at that moment. She's really been missing Beau. So much. Too much. As difficult as it is to admit it, even to herself, everyday life just isn't the same without him there. Even if they're not 'together together' anymore, it still feels weird not being able to knock on his door or drop by unannounced at the office just to say hi. Sure, she could always pick up the phone to say hello, but... she was stubborn like that and never did.
It has honestly never crossed her mind once, that he might be acting. If anyone knows what he looks like when he's actually content in a relationship, it's her. He was happy with their relationship, right? At some point, they both had been, right?
"That sounds just like him," she says, shaking her head along with him and drinking from the bottle. It was nice hearing that everybody was doing well since she had been gone. "Just wait 'til she finds 'THE ONE' and see how fast she changes her mind." Eden, too, had sworn off marriage, but that was nothing new. Everyone knew it. However, she didn't believe her heart would ever suddenly change on that matter. If it hadn't with Beau, then who else could possibly make her sway?
"Me? Painting, like always. Living the dream," Eden answers, beaming, a bright, radiant smile capturing her features. This had always been her dream, her heart and soul, her passion. She couldn't see herself doing anything else. "Things are going better than I expected. I'll be extending my lease at least for a year, possibly longer. You should come and visit -- I mean, you and Angie. Maybe after the wedding?" Although she realizes that likely would never happen, she can still entertain the idea a little if it means seeing Beau shortly after this.
She realizes that he's serious. There's urgency in his tone, and a worried look in his eyes. They don't have to be together for Sameera to recognize this. Nodding, she finally opens the door, allowing him to come in. "I just need a few minutes, alright? I...need to grab a few things for myself, and for Arjun." The woman had no idea how she'd explain this to her son. He was at the age where he'd ask questions, especially since he was being awakened in the middle of the night and forced to leave his home.
Leaving him in the living room, Sameera walks upstairs. She grabs an overnight bag and quickly shoves a few things in it for herself before moving on to her son's room. Pausing in the doorway, she watches as he sleeps peacefully. Wanting him to have a few more minutes, she gathers his things as quietly as possible before walking over to his bed. "కొడుకు, it's time to get up. We have to go, alright? There's a ...mommy's friend is here to take us somewhere. A little adventure, okay?" He protests for a moment before nodding, swiping at his eyes. She picks him and the bag up, quickly making her way back downstairs.
"I swear Ethan, there better be a good explanation for this..." Sameera glares. Arjun's head is pressed against her shoulder, face shielded from the man's view. "I told him he can sleep in the car, and we're going on an adventure." @xlostparadise
He doesn’t know how much more urgent he could possibly be, other than screaming at the top of his lungs. Which he can’t do, because that would mean startling their son, and that’s not how he needs their first encounter with one another to go. But luckily, after a few excruciating seconds, which feel like minutes with the time they don’t have, at last something inside Sameera clicks, and he’s awash with relief -- if only for a split-second -- that they’ll finally be on their way to safety. What Ethan was hoping for anyway. He doesn't believe in God, but if there's any chance He exists, right about now he desperately needs a miracle.
“A few minutes is all you have,” Ethan reminds her tensely as he watches her run up the stairs towards the bedroom. With adrenaline coursing through him, he paces the room while he waits completely on edge -- back and forth, back and forth he goes, chewing up an overgrown nail. There’s an analog clock hanging on the wall that he doesn’t tear his eyes away from until Sameera re-emerges with Arjun and their things in tow. Promptly, he takes her belongings from her hands.
“There is,” he says, leading them towards the vehicle out in front. “But you’re not going to like it.” He throws her a glance over his shoulder, curiosity nagging him over the small human-being curled up in her arms. When he imagined meeting his son for the first time, a possibility he knew was more than likely never going to happen, it wasn’t like this. Although he should have, Ethan just didn't see any of this coming...
It’s not enough that they’re in the car now, heading towards the highways. Ethan wants to drive a hundred miles an hour, but it’s not safe with his son sleeping in the backseat. “Is he still sleeping?” he quietly asks, not looking at Sameera, eyes solely focused on the road in front. » @spctless
a comprehensive list of scenarios
feel free to combine multiple prompts or add “ + reverse ” to switch roles ! for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.
1. GUEST : for one muse to offer the other a place to stay. 2. STORM : for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm. 3. MEDIC : for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured. 4. SURPRISE : for one muse to come home and find the other already inside. 5. TRIP : for both muses to road trip or travel together. 6. BABYSIT : for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk. 7. INSOMNIA : for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am. 8. AMBUSH : for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy. 9. DANCE : for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party. 10. STRANDED : for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road. 11. SERVICE : for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other. 12. SAFEGUARD : for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event. 13. DAZE : for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them. 14. STOWAWAY : for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship. 15. TAXI : for both muses to share the same taxi ride. 16. MAKEOVER : for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle. 17. LIFEGUARD : for one muse to rescue the other from drowning. 18. DISASTER : for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster. 19. TRANSIT : for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. 20. SPRAIN : for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle. 21. EMPLOY : for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc. 22. QUEST : for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation. 23. SOOTHE : for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack. 24. RECOVER : for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging. 25. UMBRELLA : for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day. 26. HEAL : for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury. 27. NIGHTMARE : for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare. 28. REUNION : for one muse to run into the other again after a long time. 29. PRIZE : for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival. 30. NUDE : for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing. 31. BED : for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed. 32. TRAIL : for one muse to notice the other has been following them. 33. EVADE : for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer. 34. THIEF : for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them. 35. CAUGHT : for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing. 36. FESTIVE : for both muses to decorate for a special occasion. 37. PRESENT : for one muse to give the other a (birthday) gift. 38. WEARY : for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other. 39. CAPTIVE : for one muse to hold the other against their will. 40. SNAP : for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration. 41. SLEEPOVER : for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place. 42. TRESPASS : for one muse to trespass on the other’s property. 43. BREAK-IN : for one muse to discover the other robbing their place. 44. MERCY : for both muses to come across an injured animal. 45. UNKNOWN : for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place. 46. ACCOMPLICE : for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime. 47. ASTRAY : for both muses to take a detour and lose their way. 48. RELAX : for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring. 49. MUSE : for one muse to model for the other’s art project. 50. ACCOMPANY : for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event. 51. SALVAGE : for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief. 52. MEAL : for both muses to prepare and share a meal together. 53. CEMETERY : for one muse to find the other at a gravestone. 54. REFUGE : for one muse to shelter the other from enemies. 55. ARRANGED : for both muses to date or marry out of convenience. 56. FAVOR : for one muse to owe the other a favor. 57. VACATION : for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation. 58. DEFEND : for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants. 59. CATCH : for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. 60. RESTRICTED : for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.
Renata's heart broke at the sight of her beloved's sad face. She could only image the pain he must be feeling right now, the longing to have been a part of his daughters life. But the choices they made, resulted in the where they were now. Renata felt guilt day after day about Wyatt and Elena, questioning her decisions each time. Her hand snaked to the back of his head, combing through his blonde locks. "She's got your attitude though." Renata cracked a joke, hoping to lessen the tension. Elena was a carbon copy of them both, both their features pictured beautifully on her face.
"You're here now..." Renata scooted closer the him, her hand finding his free one. "I made sure to talk to her about you. I showed her photos everyday, talked to her about you." The woman reassured. "Now you have all the time in the world to get to know her." Renata was just happy to have the man she loved and their daughter together under one roof.
Renata kissed the side of his mouth. "Would you like me to run you a bath? Make you some food maybe?"
He tore his gaze away from the photo to look at Renata. “Does she now?" He chuckled. "Lucky you,” he said with sarcasm, grinning at her, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. There truly weren’t any words to describe what he was feeling right now, but happy Wyatt was, no doubt. He could hardly wait for the morning to come, so he could finally hold his daughter in his arms like he had often imagined in his daydreams.
With her hand in his, Wyatt gave her a little squeeze. He just couldn’t believe it… after so long, they were reunited, finally reunited. In a way, it all felt just too good to be true. Surreal was the best way to put it. Her physical and spoken reassurances put him at ease. Releasing a quiet breath, he nodded at her words, setting aside the picture. Holding her face between his calloused palms, he pulled her in and kissed her deeply.
When they both drew back, he ran his thumb down her cheek. “Yeah, that would be nice." His lips curved into a soft smile. "But first, there’s somethin’ I’ve been meanin’ to ask you… Will you marry me, Ren?"
» @sharpenurdamnknife // continued from x
He chuckled lightly, smiling at her and squinting just a bit with the sun beaming down right on his face. “Right… I’m gonna pretend you didn’t just say or do that.”
Wyatt understood Piper’s concerns, but horseback riding was as easy as riding a bike, at least to him it was. He’d been doing it since he could walk, practically and most people, he’d witnessed, got the hang of riding fairly quick. “Yeah well, nobody’s gettin’ trampled on my watch. Besides, it all depends on what kind of temper the horse has. I got just the right one for Cici. Darla is gentle and docile. Cici will love her. You really got nothin’ to worry about,” he assured, nodding.
“Because I won’t give the riding lessons otherwise.” Wyatt joked, all the while there was a smirk on his face as he waited a beat before shaking his head. “You really just gonna turn me down? That’s a good way to destroy an ego.” He let out a laugh, scratching his forehead. “I guess I’m just gonna have to keep askin’ you until ya finally get annoyed and say yes just to shut me up."
Chris Woods as Mon el Supergirl | The Darkest Place
*reminder*
just because i’m very slow with replies doesn’t mean i don’t care about our plot !!!
He was the last person Sameera had been expecting at her doorstep. What seemed like forever ago, the two of them had agreed to part ways. She would raise their son, and he would stay as far away as possible.
Ethan looked the same, for the most part. A few extra wrinkles, and a strand of gray hair or two. Other than that, he was just as he had been when they first met. Her mouth opened, getting ready to protest, tell him to get lost, but then he's speaking a mile a minute, telling her that she had to come with him.
"If this is some kind of joke, Ethan, I swear...do you know how late it is? My son has school in the morning."
"For everybody’s sake, I wish it was," he answers back impatiently. Didn't he say there was no time? The longer this took, the greater the danger she was putting all of them in. They were already in danger as it was.
He was his son, too, Ethan wanted to remind her, but that was insignificant. For now. The only thing that matters now is getting them as far away from this place, as far away as possible. “I swear to you if this wasn't serious, then I'd have no reason to be here right now begging you to come with me. There isn’t time. You have to trust me! Pack your things quickly, and we'll get on our way." Ethan grinds his teeth together. Moving past her, he crosses the threshold. Someway, somehow he has to get Sameera to take him seriously. However, he can only give her a few moments before he would just have to pack for them instead. » @spctless
He had spent most of the night searching the crowd for her face. For as long as he could remember, Eden had been by his side through it all - the good, the bad, and the ugly. Today was one of those good days, where he and Angelina were celebrating the fact that they were finally engaged after four years of being together. With all of their loved ones around, he couldn't help but wonder where his best friend was.
"You think so? Mom just made a fuss over my hair. Said I need a hair cut." Beau chuckles, wrapping his arms around her. "I'm glad you could make it. Kind of nerve wracking, having to face her entire family at once - but they all seem happy for us. No one's opposing the two of us getting married...yet."
"Mmm… yeah, she has a good point, you do need a haircut," Eden says, her nude lips curling into a teasing smile, and laughs, resisting the urge to ruffle his hair. She won't. Tonight is too important for him to be walking around with bedhead.
"I almost missed my flight, but I made it just for you.” Grinning, she bumps him with her elbow. For a handful of months, Eden had been in Los Angeles showing off her latest artwork, a collection she was extremely proud of. With all the inspiration she'd been feeling lately, she had thrown herself into her work more than she ever had before, although thankfully, it didn't ever really feel like work. Once she had heard the surprising (maybe it shouldn’t have come as a shock) news of Beau's engagement, she had to come back home… for a little while, at least, to catch-up on things with her parents and with Beau. Mostly with Beau.
"'Yet’? Don’t be ridiculous, Bee. If that were really going to happen, you would have heard some opposition by now. As long as her parents adore you, then there's nothing you have to worry about. Besides, who in their right mind could possibly resist the Montgomery charm?" Well, hadn’t she done just that? Eden raises the beer bottle to her mouth, concealing the awkward, little smile that slightly twists her lips, but it’s possible Beau caught it before. She takes another drink. “So, how’s everybody doing, Angie, your folks and Billy and Millie? It’s been a while.” » @spctless
"you shouldn't be here, jay. adam will be home in about an hour, and he'll ask questions if he sees your car in the drive. besides, didn't i tell you that the last time was just that? the last time. we can't keep doing this. i love adam, and it's not fair to him. he's your best friend, jay." @xlostparadise
"Oh come on. It can't be that odd -- his girlfriend and best friend hanging out together. If it were any other two people besides you and me, it'd be completely innocent, really. But you know, El... we've already crossed the line many, many, many times. I mean, you realize you sound like a broken record every time I see you. When are you going to finally admit that you don't really love Adam?"
Her heart was beating so loudly that it almost drowned the screams all around them. Emmalynn still couldn't fully process what was happening and why it was happening; not once in all of her years had she ever witnessed anything more than a few rebels that were inevitable. Other than that, everyone loved her father, everyone was happy with his reign - not to mention that everyone loved her as well. But by the shouts and the screaming, one might say that an uprising was underway. "This way," the princess nodded towards one painting, a hidden pathway visible once she pushed it to the side. Maybe it was foolish to trust her safety to a man who she all but had said at least a dozen times she didn't trust his reformed life - yet here they were. She just hoped that the trembling of her voice hadn't been too noticeable. With her free hand she deftly pulled a hidden dagger from her skirt - it wouldn't do much good, but it was better than nothing, until she could get her hands on a real weapon. "I don't understand... Why-... Why is this happening?" Her words weren't pointed at Henry, but he was the only one to hear them. "We need to get weapons, I need to be next to my father," she insisted before handling him a torch, so they'd see where they were going. "There's a path that leads straight to the armory," Lynn whispered, shuddering when a spiders web brushed against her cheek. That was just who she was - weapons wielding princess that was still afraid of spiders. "Are you ready? I don't know what's at the end of that path." // @xlostparadise
Henry took the torch that she gave to him, but before the princess moved any further than where she stood, he grabbed her wrist with his vacant hand and held the fiery light between them, so that they could see one another’s faces clear as the light of day. “Wait... There is something I need to tell you,” he said gravely, suddenly struck by the guilt that he hadn’t thought to mention it before. Although he was more than certain they were the only ones in the vicinity, his voice fell to a wary murmur. “Before I journeyed here, word of my intentions to marry you spread all throughout the kingdom, as well as our neighbors…. There are those who aren’t exactly in favor of a union between the two of us.” The idea of two great kingdoms merging into one powerful entity was threatening enough. If it came to fruition, there was no telling what they could achieve or what their mutual enemies would scheme against them. However, gaining power and control was far from Henry’s agenda. With this revelation, he would somehow have to prove that. “I cannot say with full certainty, but that could be the reason why... Lynn, if I believed for a moment that my plans would have led to this then I--” He couldn’t ask Emmalynn to trust him. She hardly knew him. He shook his head. Never mind what he would have done. That didn’t matter anymore. “If that is the case, then I alone will bear full responsibility for what has happened here tonight.” Henry swallowed. He should have mentioned it sooner and was now regretting he had acted rather foolishly and selfishly. His blue gaze flickered between her eyes and to the dagger she held between her fingers. “You have some reason to trust me now, or else I wouldn’t have bothered informing you, and with a sharp tool in your possession no less.” @wintcrstcrfall
They had an agreement. He would stay as far away from her and their child, and they wouldn’t have any further contact with one another. That was the way it had to be, for their safety. It was going according to plan… until now. On pins and needles, Ethan knocked on the door impatiently. When she answered, he cut her off. “I know what you’re thinking, but there isn’t any time to explain. You have to come with me right now.”
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