#mun: storiesung

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14 either an author or fellow mun!

♡ Munday Meme ♡

ooc; Well as author I love Stephen King. He’s my favorite of all the time. As inspiration here I look after all my partners. All of them are really extraordinary writers who put love in what them do. But if I have to mention some names after my long list I’ll say @corvusdei , @sepheroth , @clarafell , @alexandriteobscura , @digitalmadness , @sixthxchairman , @myrakie , @talentbloomed @storiesung , @ervaurem @fangsofdestruction @indulgentia. All of them have such an awesome way of writing. Sometimes I wonder how they can cope with my broken English. I have more but these one are the ones I remembered now.

#:3 #thanks for the ask anon san #<3

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Who are some of your favourite RP partners?

//Oh Gosh. I have so many. I always find Questions like this so difficult, because I love ALL my partners, and don't want them to feel like I don't if I don't mention them. But here are a few that I adore.

@redemptivexheroics I have Rp'd with for years. Despite him being a dork, I adore Rping with Kyle.

@thewxnderer Mostly discord now, but how could I not love him and his muses??!!!

@beautifulnigtmare is also an amazing Rper, and such a wonderful Mun.

@bchemianrhapscdy Such an amazing writer, and the mun is *chefs kiss*

@storiesung is incredibly talented. Like I get writers envy!!

@daringsunflowers Is So lovely, I adore all the threads we have together. Their muses are so well written.

And then there are some new ones, that I already adore, and love the threads I have with them, even if they are still new. These beautiful RP angels are

@helltothefire @kegkinghargrove @brokenandlonelysouls @theworldissomehowstranger @burnedchaos

So yeah. But know that I adore all my rp partners. Old and new.

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More positivity! Yay!

@scarednotscary We haven't written much but this mun is just so sweet and she plays such a lovely Chrissy! I really enjoy seeing them on my dash and look forward to writing with them more!

@everlightblessing Another fabulous mun who plays Chrissy! Honestly, I love the thread we have with Eddie and Chrissy, and I really look forward to where it goes! It's nice to have them talk and get to know each other like this. <3

@corrodedcoffyn We haven't rp'd much yet but you're a joy to see on my dash, and I really can't wait to get more involved in our threads. I think they're going to be so much fun and I love love love Eddie so much!

@the-goddamn-babysitter Very sweet mun and a really great Steve! I'm totally looking forward to writing more with them! I think it's going to be a lot of fun and I look forward to it!

@storiesung I love you, Jay! You're one of the first people to have followed my other mumu and one of my favorite people to write with. I really enjoy talking to you and plotting things between our muses. Each of your replies makes me so happy to get! <3

#★ out of the upside down ( ooc ) #★ shoot for the moon ( positivity ) #★ should i stay or should i go? ( answered )

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@storiesung​ || closed starter

“I was sure that you were dead.” Klaus did not bother to hide his displeasure over Katherine’s presence. There was enough in his life to keep him plenty occupied, and Katherine’s irritating antics were not needed. How did she manage to keep dodging death? “I shall gladly rectify that.”

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: klaus mikaelson #t: katherine pierce #mun: storiesung

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STARTER FOR THE LOVELY : @storiesung​​

▌🔪 ▌IT’S BEEN EXACTLY ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO DAYS SINCE YOU’VE BEEN MISSING BECK, ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO DAYS SINCE I LAST SAW YOU. The last time we saw each other you were in the basement of my library. I, being the wonderful boyfriend I am to you tried my BEST in opening your eyes, I was honest, for you. You had questions and I obliged by answering them for you. You FREAKED OUT over the deaths of people like Peach & Benji....two people who made your life chaos. A NIGHTMARE. And I, wanted to bring tranquility into your life, what I did for you... they never would have done. Benji didn’t care about you, why waste your time for someone who had another girls name as his PASSWORD, BECK? And that Peach, ------ugh, not even Satan himself wants her Louboutin’s imprinting HELL. She had this sick obsession over you. I saw her... watching you in the tub.... she watched you like if you were HERS--- and let’s be honest.... you two could never be--- together? Like a VAMPIRE she would have drained your ENTIRE LIFE within seconds.... always what Peach wants and not what you want. I saved you because I love you. 

You hurt me.... the HORRENDOUS TRAUMA that wrapped around my heart tightly at the sight of YOU wounding ME? Tormented me for days... seemed so unreal. I was furious at you, Beck... but now I can understand the fear that crossed your mind..... I’m sorry..... I hope we can sit down and talk. It’s not too late for the two of us. I believe we STILL HAVE OUR SHOT IN LIFE TOGETHER. I’m a romantic at heart, Beck. I failed once, I won’t do it again. ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-TWO DAYS and more to come..... it’ll be worth it once we’re together again. I’ve been everywhere you’ve been. Los Angeles, by the way the people there are AWFUL, but you saw that to, didn’t you? That’s why you left in a hurry and I, followed, of course. Washington DC? Questionable. Ohio----let’s not go there, it’s a shocker that place even exists? let’s just meet in the middle and agree that NEW YORK is our home, it’s where our LOVE STORY BEGAN, and where our children should be raised. Don’t you agree?  Where are you, ...Beck? I SEARCH ( & search ) and it’s like searching for Waldo at this point. But Waldo I can find... you on the other hand I cannot. Are you hiding from me? Don’t------ I won’t hurt you I promise you that. We need to quit this cat and mouse game and go back home. 

I see that you obviously need more convincing as to why I did what I did. I THINK YOU SHOULD FEEL HONORED THAT ID KILL FOR YOU, BECK ? I protected you, and will continue to protect you from the ugliness of the world, but you need to do the same... we need to take care of each other and how can I do that when you’re gone? I can’t forget about you, Beck... you are the one who got away and I am determined to find you.... even if it’s the LAST thing I do. 

#storiesung #🖤◂Mun┊𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷┊Starters #🖤◂Mun┊𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓾𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮┊queue #beck&joe

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Dittoooo!!!!Another lovely mun I wanna write with!

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𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 / 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝

Independent & semi-selective Marvel Cinematic Universe S.H.I.E.L.D. agent OC. Nsfw & triggering content may appear. Mun/Muse 25+. She/Her pronouns. Please read her doc before following and interacting.

                                                        Google Doc.

Promo credit: @storiesung (Thank you love!)

#self promo #indie marvel rp #indie marvel oc #indie mcu rp #indie marvel cinematic universe rp #moved her over from driftingmcses

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╳┊ @storiesung​​ Send 🎵 for a starter based off the last song the mun listened to!

Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are

          Had Lizzie always had such beautiful eyes and hair, or had she just barely noticed? She was too beautiful and the thought of it a blush had formed on her features but she hadn't been able to stop herself from looking at her.  She felt her heart and everything stop as she was looking at her but she moved closer to her.  ❝——You're amazing❞ not just because of how she had played that day, in general was her opinion with just the way she was.

          Hope walked over and hugged her so she could congratulate her on the game or maybe deep down it was just an excuse so she could hug her but they had won thanks to Lizzie and she hoped they could go celebrate.

#( ╳┊❝ int: Hope Mikaelson ❞. ) #ooc: aww this is so cute! hahaha #storiesung

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@storiesung​ || closed starter           Josie && Hope

They had all known the day would come when Hope Mikaelson would activate her vampire nature, making her a true tribrid. The only one of her kind. They had all known there would be risks, and a transition period that would be rough for Hope because of what being a vampire entailed. Josie had doggedly paced outside of Hope’s room, waiting for her to wake before Lizzie had finally pulled her away to get some rest. They didn’t know when Hope would wake. It could be hours still. But they also hadn’t anticipated what was to come. 

Hope had turned off her humanity after what happened to Landon, something she knew her father had feared. Josie understood in a sense. Was it not similar to when she’d let the dark part of her nature control her. It had been easier to not care, to be cruel instead of compassionate. If anyone could understand what Hope was going through, it was her. 

So while her father and sister had tried to talk her out of it, Josie was intent on finding Hope and bringing her back from the edge. Not just because Hope was essential to the school, but because Josie loved her. She had for a long, long time. 

Josie finally found Hope in the Mystic Grill. The room was heavy with fear and the scent of blood. Luckily, she hadn’t come upon a scene of multiple dead bodies. There was only one. If Josie could keep the body count low, she’d consider it a win. 

“Hope,” she said gently. “Hope, it’s me.”

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: josie saltzman #t: hope mikaelson #mun: storiesung

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@storiesung​ || closed starter           Josie && Cheryl

Josie had been around vampires all of her life. It was part and parcel of being a student at the Salvatore School. She’d grown up in the school, been part its first days, and its first students. Never in all of that time had she let a vampire feed on her. The school rules were that it was unacceptable. Vampire students were to feed from the blood bags provided to them. Feeding from another student was strictly prohibited.

And yet Josie had been curious. She had learned, through whispered conversations, that a vampire’s bite could be euphoric. Sure, they could make it painful if they chose, but if they took a shine to their human prey it could be pleasurable. Josie knew giving into her curiosity could come with severe consequences, but she felt like she could handle it. That’s where Cheryl came in, and how Josie found herself in the current situation in Cheryl’s room, with Cheryl’s fangs sunk into her neck.  Josie’s eyes are closed, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as the pleasure of being fed from spreads through her. It’s all she can do not to moan beneath the warmth of Cheryl against her. Is it supposed to be like this? Or is it because there’s at least a modicum of attraction between them? 

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: josie saltzman #t: cheryl blossom #mun: storiesung

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“You know...it’s really hard to remain inconspicuous when you’re talking to yourself.” Not that Eddie Brock was actually talking to himself. It just appeared that way to anyone who didn’t know about Venom. Which she did, of course, because S.H.I.E.L.D. had had Eddie on their radar for several weeks. Natasha had been assigned the wonderful task of trying to get him on their side. It wasn’t going that well.

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: natasha romanoff #t: eddie brock #mun: storiesung #i hope this is okay #i'm totally going off the cuff lol

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@storiesung​ || closed starter             Clary && Isabelle

There were times, like now when she was half dressed in some ridiculous outfit that Isabelle had talked her into, that Clary felt...insecure. Isabelle was one of the most beautiful women she’d ever met and it was hard not to want to hide certain parts of her body. At least, that’s what Clary thought the first time she’d felt that way. Now she was wondering if it wasn’t just plain old shyness because Isabelle was looking at her. 

Clary’s cheeks were flushed and she looked in the full length mirror of Isabelle’s room. “Can you zip me?” she asked, not sure this dress suited her. 

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: clary fray #t: isabelle lightwood #mun: storiesung

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@storiesung​ || closed starter             Jace && Alec

It had been awhile since Jace last played. It’s like riding a bike; however, and when his fingers touch the keys it’s like he never stopped. The muscle memory guides him, he doesn’t have to look at sheet music to know what he’s playing. He’s forgotten how cathartic it is to play, to feel the ivory beneath his fingertips and the notes resonating in the room. Jace closes his eyes and allows himself to become lost in the sound. 

But he’s never too far from reality and he smiles when he feels a familiar presence near him. The parabatai rune grows warm whenever Alec is near. Jace doesn’t bother to open his eyes. “What took you so long?” 

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: jace herondale #i: alec lightwood #mun: storiesung

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“You don’t have to check on me,” Theo muttered. Scott McCall clearly couldn’t fight his good nature, which is why he was here, in the parking lot of a truck stop where Theo had been living out of his truck. “You don’t have to pretend to be a friend because we’re allies now.”

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: theo raeken #t: scott mccall #mun: storiesung

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“The next time Dad tries to send you on a wellness retreat, I intend to thoroughly vet it,” Josie informed her sister. “No more joining Malivore related cults, okay?” 

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: josie saltzman #t: lizzie saltzman #mun: storiesung

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@storiesung​ || closed starter           Bucky && Steve

I’m with you till the end of the line. If Bucky were ever to get a tattoo, it would be of those exact words. They were something that tied him to Steve permanently. Something he knew would always be that red string of fate. It was selfish of Bucky to hope that Steve came back to that bench where he’d seen him last. He shouldn’t begrudge his longest friend any happiness he might be seeking. Still, he wasn’t sure he could find his own without Steve. 

Bucky had through so much that he needed to amend, and for a lot of his past he’d done just that. He’d helped Sam with the Flag Smashers, and that should have been enough right? Maybe. Whenever Bucky felt like he was sinking too far into his own head, he returned to that bench and stated out into space, letting memories of simpler times wash over him. It helped. Somewhat. 

His eyes were closed, but Bucky was still completely aware of his surroundings. So when there was added weight to the bench, and the slightest of creaking to alert him that someone had joined him, he sighed softly. 

“Sorry, seat’s taken.” 

#storiesung #v: tbd; #c: bucky barnes #i: steve rogers #mun: storiesung