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open to: f/m/nb 21+ ( not restricted to afab ! ) muse: adrian rossi ( a. butler ). switch. he/they. golden retriever bf streamer plot: based on this usfw video. adrian and y/m are spending quality time in the park. on a bench, picnic blanket, etc. unknown to others, adrian has instructed y/m to sit on his lap for less than wholesome reasons, their actions concealed by a skirt/blanket/etc. can be dubcon, just specify in tags ! connection: ( step ) sibling/cousin/nibling. girlfriend/boyfriend/partner. ( best ) friend. best friend's sibling / sibling's best friend. date. stranger. etc. possible bonus points if there's a reason they're avoiding penetration ( inc.est, fear of pregnancy, ta.boo relationship ) please read my rules before replying !
"that's it, baby." adrian's hand rested on their waist, words purred reassuringly into their ear. "you're doing such a good job, pet. can you feel how hard my co.ck is for you?" it twitched beneath them as if to emphasize his point, making him bite his lip. the subtle grind of their hips down into his lap has been gradual so far, as to not draw attention, but now he's craving a bit more. "a little faster, sweetheart. nice and steady. nobody's even looking."
open to all & any !! please give me the angst, i need it, i crave it !
‘ you mean to tell me, this entire time . . . you’ve been keeping me a secret? why? ’ junghyun was well aware they weren’t exclusive, but to be hidden as if the other is ashamed to be near them, now that was painful, excruciatingly so. ‘ please, i deserve to know why i’m good enough to fuck, but not good enough to know your friends? are we not friends? ’
open to all & any !!
‘ i’m not very good at cooking, if you haven’t noticed . . . ’ seongmin’s voice trails off and he laughs, the anxiety that’s been building in the pit of his stomach has finally toppled over, causing him to accidentally burn the steaks he had been trying desperately to prepare for the pair. ‘ i really wanted to suprise you, since you’re always busy and stressed, and i know normally you do the cooking or we order out, but— ’ a sigh falls from his parted petals that wrap around a straw that he begins to chew. ‘ i’ll just order the pizza, i’m sorry. ’
open to any & all !!
‘ well, was it worth it? ’ seongmin asks, eyes permanently boring into his own fits. clenched and red, he plays with the few rings he’s got on. one of them being a promise he had received from the other. they’ve got half a mind to take it off and toss it, but he’s used to being the bigger person. ‘ tell me, honestly. was a night with them worth losing a future with me? ’ just like that, he’s decided he’s done with their relationship. two years, down the drain. just like that? he pulls off the promise ring after all, though instead of tossing it across the river, he places it in the other open hands.
HEROES YOU LOVE. ( an independent multi muse for comic book heroes with a smut / erotica focus. ) mun is 25+ / minors will be blocked. muses under the cut. ( dark themes possible )
All muses are bisexual. I'll write m/f or m/m, no issues whatsoever.
MARVEL Steve Rogers / Captain America ( FC: Chris Evans ) Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier ( FC: Sebastian Stan ) Luke Cage ( FC: Mike Colter ) Danny Rand / Iron Fist ( FC: Luke Mitchell ) Matt Murdock / Daredevil ( FC: Charlie Cox ) James Howlett / Wolverine ( FC: Hugh Jackman ) Peter Quill / Star Lord ( FC: Chris Pratt ) Clint Barton / Hawkeye ( FC: Max Thieriot ) Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver ( FC: Aaron Taylor Johnson ) Scott Summers / Cyclops ( FC: Theo James ) Frank Castle / Punisher ( FC: Jon Bernthal ) Reed Richards / Mr. Fantastic ( FC: John Krasinski ) Johnny Storm / Human Torch ( FC: Jesse Williams ) Flint Marko / Sandman ( FC: Alan Ritchson ) Alex Summers / Havok ( FC: Alexander Ludwig ) Erik Lehnsherr / Magneto ( FC: Michael Fassbender ) Peter Rasputin / Colossus ( FC: Josh Seggara ) Remy Lebeau / Gambit ( FC: Fabien Frankel )
DC Bruce Wayne / Batman ( FC: Pedro Pascal ) Clark Kent / Superman ( FC: Henry Cavill ) Oliver Queen / Green Arrow ( FC: Stephen Amell ) Barry Allen / Flash ( FC: Matt Barr ) Hal Jordan / Green Lantern ( FC: Oliver Jackson Cohen ) Roy Harper / Arsenal ( FC: Richard Madden ) Slade Wilson / Deathstroke ( FC: Jason Statham )
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hi guys !! i’m finally back and set up my new blog so i’m going to start answering my drafts on here shortly but in the meantime i’d love to write some more with other people so pls consider this as my new promo and follow me or like / reblog this post so i can dm you to plot.
ps i’m so sorry for the super simple ad i’m not all too familiar with photoshop and this blog is not in any shape or form affiliated with krp thanks !!
click the ♡ for a starter ( thread length and muse will be randomized )
click the ♡ for a smut based starter ( not open to minors obviously )
open to: anyone. any connection is fine. muse: sebastian hale. 25-33. ( david corenswet fc ) plot: sebastian is a talent scout for a professional wrestling federation, on a mission to discover the next big star. bonus points if it's set in the 80s or 90s!!
"look, kid, don’t worry about all that ‘getting hurt’ nonsense you’ve heard - it’s just part of the show," sebastian said with a smirk, his tone smooth but with a hint of mischief as he casually leaned against the wall. "this wrestling stuff is all scripted, smoke and mirrors. no one’s actually out to mess up your pretty face, i promise." sure, the reality was a bit more complicated - wrestling wasn’t exactly a cakewalk - but they didn’t need to know that just yet. sebastian’s job was to reel in fresh talent, and his boss was breathing down his neck for new faces.
"here’s the deal," he continued, lowering his voice like he was letting them in on some big secret. "the suits upstairs, they’re lookin’ for somethin’ new, somethin’ that’ll get the crowd off their seats. it ain’t just about two brutes knockin’ each other’s teeth out anymore. nah, they want stories, drama, the whole nine yards. the kinda stuff that gets people talkin’, y'know?"
he pulled a folded flyer from his jacket pocket and handed it over with a practiced flick of the wrist. "check it out, think it over, but don’t take too long. open calls are this weekend, and trust me, spots like this don’t stay open for long."
open to: anyone. any connection is fine, just don't go too crazy on the age gap if your muse is younger than him. muse: ray bennett. 40-48. ( alexander skarsgård fc ) plot: ray's a soon-to-be-retired professional wrestler who has finally returned to his farm after touring arenas and stadiums across the country for a few months. bonus points if it's set in the 80s or 90s.
"listen, i know i’m gettin’ too old for it, alright, darlin’? ain't no need to remind me every time i walk through that door." ray let out a low chuckle as he sunk deeper into the worn-out mattress, eyes softening when they found the other's. "i swear, just one more year… then i’m all yours, sugar."
open to: anyone. feel free assume connections between one or both muses. platonic and/or family connections are super welcome as well. muses: maximus wolfe, 35-45 & mia donovan, 21-25. ( joe manganiello fc & maggie lindemann fc ) plot: mia's trying out some halloween makeup on maximus for an upcoming event, and he's just being a grumpy old man about it. just a silly little thing 'cause i wanted to make a double muse starter tbh lol
maximus' massive frame looked completely out of place in the cramped makeup room as he sat in the creaky chair. the soft brushes danced across his skin while he stared at the ceiling, biting back a yawn. this was the part of his job he hated most: thematic events. he was here to wreck bodies in the ring, not be turned into some freak show. but he sat still, grumbling internally, and endured it because... well, he was getting paid for it. when mia finally gave him the okay to look, he slowly opened his eyes, and his reflection glared back at him. his face was painted with dark streaks and sharp lines that transformed him into some kind of werewolf, and all he could muster was a flat, "i look fucking stupid." his voice was low, gruff, and full of annoyance.
mia let out a quiet, knowing sigh, already bracing herself for his complaints before the man even opened his eyes. she crossed her arms and gave him a pointed look. "shut up, you look great," she shot back, a teasing edge to her voice that masked the satisfaction she got from her work. "it’s halloween - you’re supposed to look terrifying. can you tell him he looks great?" she turned to their spectator, raising an eyebrow in silent plea. maybe a second opinion could make the stubborn veteran see reason, though she wasn't holding her breath.
open to: anyone. muse: darius stratus. 38-45. owner of a famous wrestling promotion & occasional wrestler. ( chris hemsworth fc ) plot: your muse came to darius hoping to secure a spot in the upcoming main event of his wrestling federation.
"you're telling me you want to be in the main event?" darius asked, raising a curious eyebrow as his index finger slowly scratched the side of his forehead. he studied the person standing before him, though, truth be told, he didn't recognize them, at all. then again, keeping track of everyone on the roster wasn't exactly his strong suit. most of the time, he just left the details of the events to the writers and producers - but for someone to have the guts to come directly to him with a request like this? that piqued his interest. "remind me again, how long have you been working here?"
open to: anyone. muse: gage walker. 21-27. wrestler-in-training & camera operator. ( jack gilinsky fc ) plot: gage forgot about the plans he'd made with your muse either the night before or a few days ago, and now he's offering an explanation. open to romantic or platonic connections.
"dude, i wasn’t just ghosting you, i swear," gage started, letting out a small sigh as he got ready to explain himself. "i went to the venue to set up all the cameras for the show, right? y'know, to get all those cool shots and stuff. then i had to film the whole thing. and after that? jumped straight into training with the guys. pretty full day, huh?" he rubbed the back of his neck, genuinely trying not to sound like he was just piling on excuses. "didn’t mean to totally forget about our plans. that’s my bad, seriously. what can i do to make it up to you?"
open to: anyone. muse: noah thorn. 26-32. professional wrestler. ( emma d'arcy fc )
"relax, it's just a bump. it’ll be gone in a day or two, tops."
open to: m/nb. muses: darius stratus. 38-45. owner of a famous wrestling promotion/occasional wrestler & layla diamond, 25-30, valet/manager. ( chris hemsworth fc & christina aguilera fc ) plot: darius has just won his latest match and is back in his dressing room to celebrate. the three of them could be in a polyamorous relationship, or your muse could be a friend, co-worker, or anything along those lines. feel free to assume any connections.
“so… how’d i look out there?” he asked, though the smug grin on his face already gave away the answer. he flexed both arms, muscles bulging as he put on a full-blown gun show for the two people in his dressing room. "bet you couldn't keep your eyes off me, huh?" he boasted, dropping the pose with a chuckle before resting his hands on his hips. "anyway, what’s the plan now? are we heading out for a fancy dinner to celebrate me, or is one of you feeling brave enough to whip up something back at the hotel?”
layla leaned back against the couch, her arms crossed with a smirk on her lips. "you already know you crushed it, show-off," she teased, her eyes scanning his flexed biceps before rolling them dramatically. "as for dinner… please. you know damn well i’m not stepping anywhere near a stove. but i’m down to celebrate your big win out somewhere fancy. that is... unless someone else feels like showing off their cooking skills tonight?" she threw a playful glance toward the other, eyebrow raised in challenge.
open to: anyone. muse: quentin masters. 34-40 years old. sports journalist. ( charles michael davis fc ) plot: just a general starter, though if your muse works in the sports industry, maybe he wrote a bad article about them or something like that.
"you seem pissed."
#𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐬 - a study in love and loss regained through hurt and comfort, the horrors of reality and mortal morality. semi-selective original character multi muse indie, as adored by agnes. (beta locked sadly)
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dis.cord rpg [mutuals and friends only]: #beghosts (private mumu horror apartment au), seaside (private mumu slice of life island au)
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ok so in honor of my username change and return to indie, please like if you'd like me to drop you a starter ( pls specify muses !)
open to all! plot: nothing in mind except lucy made a doll after your muse and she insists that you keep it (could turn horror too if you'd like or just slice of life where y/m decides to buy her smth too??? anything works!)
"do you think you would like this? i made this doll for you actually." a smile lights up the dollmaker's face, and she pushes the doll towards the other. "i don't usually make things for people for free, you know."