who: kade conroy. major idiot.
open to: m/f/nb
what: a night out turned sour but kade's attention seeking ass loved it - until your muse (significant other, best friend, assistant, whatever) picked him up from the police station and took him home.
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The internet was ablaze with Kade's latest string of shenanigans. It had started simple enough, like these things always did. He'd just gone out for a few drinks. Maybe a few too many. Of course Kade always knew where the cameras were going to be, loved the way the attention made him feel. And, oh, he'd been hungry for it lately. At first he'd just been loud, obnoxious, the life of the party. Then, at some point and without warning, he was on the ground throwing punches and taking them in turn. He didn't know who separated them or how long the altercation had lasted. All that mattered was that he was absolutely buzzing. Could barely sit still in the holding cell, eager to be let out. Neither party wanted to cooperate, press charges and neither did the club (Kade brought them too much attention, he knew where he stood). Always so lucky he'd probably scrape by with no legal issues. It was public opinion that would be his problem. None of that mattered right now though, Kade too busy hanging his head as the desire for attention faded and the shame set in.
"You gonna give me the same old speech now or is it the silent treatment this time?"
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plots / vibes i need immediately (lms if ur interested and i'll hit ur dms up):
- best friends who sabotage each others' dates until they finally accept they should be together
- party boy x innocent girlie who he corrupts lowkey
- influencer x influencer power couple who look perfect outwardly/on social media but also maybe he's toxic behind the scenes
- secret relationships
- rich girl x poor boy who doesn't think he is worthy of her
- drug dealer x their best customer who's broke but offers 'favours' as payment
- honestly a messy ass black mail plot
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OPEN TO M/F/NB
WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.
Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.
Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”
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open to: w or nb.
“i don’t mean to, like, butt in…” yes she did. “but. your boyfriend’s a dick. and, maybe i’m just a huge fucking lesbian, but he’s… definitely too fucking ugly for you. it’s a good thing he’s gone early ‘cause he was really putting a fucking damper on a half-decent party.”
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open to anyone.
muse: charlie masterton. 24 years old. bisexual. she/her. botanical science student. plot: enemies to… is that… sexual tension?
“i hate you. the fact i have to breathe the same air as you? it’s insulting.” charlie's words might have held a little more weight to them if her gaze didn’t flit down to their lips before meeting their eyes again. she shook her head slightly, as if that would break up the thoughts in her mind, and tried to harden her resolve. “you should just stay out of my way.”
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OPEN TO : f / nb
PLOT : kinda fruity codependent best friends ( think needy and jennifer check sans eating boys ... unless ? ) . romi has always vocally hated anyone your muse has dated, and she's disapproving of yet another potential partner .
"I'M VETOEING ." ROMI SAYS WITH A SHRUG, the movement casual . she arches a brow . "you can do so much better than them . i don't even think they're worth another date ."
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WHO: rory williams. drug dealer. bisexual. 23-26. ella purnell fc.
OPEN TO: anyone 21+
PLOT: rory has a bad habit of smoking her own supply and now she owes someone money, so she's come to your muse (yet again) to ask for some money. could be exes, friends, utp!
rory didn't have anyone else to turn to and that's how she'd ended up on their doorstep once again. her tongue slid over her bottom lip, obviously nerves coating her features as she shifted from one foot to the other. "hey," she breathed out, "i, uh, i just stopped by to see how you were doing." that was definitely a lie but she didn't want to dive right into it. she had to butter them up, right?
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muse: elhan demir, he/him, 45, pansexual, a shadow broker who deals in valuable information, generally has a stick up his ass, pleasure dom
plot: y/m has been a cohort of his for a bit of time that he uses to help gather information at high society events by posing as a couple (your muse can be an escort, a model, a celebrity of some kind, etc.) something something y/m catches feelings? 👀 (fair warning, he might be a dick about it at first)
open to: anyone 21+
"Why do you look like someone kicked your puppy?" He grumbled beneath his breath, glancing over his shoulder at the other. "If you're going to pout all night, I'll go alone."
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open to: f / nb 21+ - blanca and y/m have been on a few dates and are really hitting it off, when blanca feels she has to come clean about her hobby/side job...
"wait, wait, before... before we continue," blanca said and looked at the other. "i really, really like you and i think you like me too, so... i think it's only fair that i tell you where i am on the weekends." she told them. "so, i... have another income, derived from an interest i have. i am... a switch, in bdsm terms and i get paid to dom people or to submit to them in a sex club. so, before you even think about pursuing a relationship with me, i need you to know that. i... am not at a point where i want to stop doing that, and it is something i need in a relationship as well. i wanted you to know, so you can make a decision on whether or not to go further with me with all the information about me." she said, knowing she was rambling a bit but she had to tell them.
she had talked about her work in the bookstore of her grandmother but this job? well, she had kept that to herself.
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open to: m/f/nb
what: kade's a pouty little jerk
who: kade conroy. actor/asshole/nepo baby
"Are you done ignoring me yet?" Like a child, Kade sat pouting. For how long, he wasn't sure. If anything was actually wrong it was uncertain but for a man that thrived on attention it surely felt like the end of the world. Sometimes he wanted it from everyone all at once. That was when he acted out, made people look, forced the press to run stories about him because how could they not? Other times he wanted it from individuals, certain people deemed special enough to exist close enough to his ever growing sun. "We've been here for two days and you've suddenly made loads of new friends." A vacation, just to get away, somewhere warm. That had been the only thing he'd required and yet there he sat, soaking up the sun, miserable.
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Open to M/F/NB
"You... Are being very distracting Sweetheart," the Alpha said eyeing his lover. They were being a temptation in not just looking delicious but the werewolf could smell how aroused his partner was and it made it hard to function. "I'm trying to make us a nice dinner here," William reminded with a small chuckle.
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open to: w / nb.
plot: every time your muse gets drunk, she tells davie that if she were gay she'd totally go for her. and then they end up hooking up, but your muse has a boyfriend. based on this song.
suggested connections: teammate, best friend's sister, best friend's girlfriend, etc. bonus points for best friend's mom / coach / any kind of m*lf.
in the midst of a party, davie hadn't expected to see her show up. she had even pried herself off of the girl she was likely going to go home with just so she could make sure she saw her, essentially cornering her in the near-empty kitchen with a cup in her hand. "i didn't think you were coming tonight," she offered out, a slight smile on her lips. despite half of the girls she knew wanting her, davie couldn't keep herself from thinking about anybody but the 'straight' girl in front of her.
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open to anyone.
muse: alix carter. 25 years old. bisexual. she/her. horror movie writer.
plot: based on the post in the source but tldr: your muse is in a relationship but alix thinks they could do better (by better, she thinks her, maybe).
“you know dating her makes you look stupid, right?” alix has been the good friend. the supportive friend. she's bit her tongue. she's listened to their endless complaints and she gave advice. that all comes to and end now, though. “like, you keep putting up with the same crap over and over again. you let her walk all over you. it’s pathetic.”
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OPEN TO : f / nb
PLOT : loosely inspired by before sunrise . slater and your muse had a magical night a year ago but they haven't contacted your muse since . now fate has brought them back together ( they're neighbors, they both rose to fame (slater is a rockstar) and now have to collab, they've found themselves in the same band , anything feel free to get creative !)
"... SO HOW'VE YOU BEEN ?" slater wishes the words didn't sound quite so raw . she takes a long drag from her cigarette to try and detract from it . she's exhaling smoke as she says, " ... it's, uh, been a long time ."
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WHO: hannah nepali. bookstore clerk. bisexual. 21-24. maitreyi ramakrishnan fc.
OPEN TO: anyone 21+
PLOT: hannah has a crush on your muse who finally approaches her and she thinks they're finally going to ask her out but instead, they panic/have feelings for someone else/test the waters and ask for her sister's, best friend's, etc number
hannah can feel the butterflies forming in her stomach. it was finally happening. this was the moment she'd been waiting for. her entire face lit up at they approached her, eyes on theirs until she heard the words that fell from the other's lips. "oh," her smiled faltered and she rocked on her heels for a moment, "you want their number?"
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okay ,,, mwah i'm nervous but ! <3 here's a list of new muses i've spent this week working on , please hit the heart if you'd like a starter from one or more of them !
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