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noobsquasher · 21 days ago
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Hi! I love your writing, can u do something with y/n being jealous of a girl (idk maybe gwen stacy?) cause she is being very “closer” to peter and then y/n gets angry with him for being so beautiful and hot so she flirt with other random boy and he is like: i only love u, and then he fuck$ she so hard to remember she that she only for him
Jealousy, Jealousy
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Word Count: 2.4k
Warnings: unprotected classroom sex, fingering, edging, degrading, Dom Peter, swearing, etc
Summary: Filled with envy, you decide to rebel and flirt with someone in front of Peter.
Notes: Peter Parker x Female Reader
All characters in this story are 18+.
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The word jealousy was never in your vocabulary until Peter Parker came into your life.
You’ve been dating him for quite some time, the two of you growing close in an instant. The love you two shared was everlasting, and you were sure nothing could stand in between.
Except when the name Gwen Stacy pricked your ears.
Gwen and Peter met in advanced chemistry class and ever since, the two have been a little too close. You felt like twisting her neck whenever you saw the pair together.
You were sure you’d punch her in the face when you saw them together in the library during your free period.
Eavesdropping, you heard them conversing about stupid covalent bonds and dumb elements.
What the hell is so funny about chemistry? Why is Peter finding her so hilarious?
“I use chemistry puns, but only periodically.” Gwen spoke, getting a chuckle from Peter.
“Hm… I don’t trust atoms, they make up everything.”
They busted out laughing making your blood boil. You glared at them, hands balled into a fist.
You huffed, having enough of their banter. Your feet molded into the tile below as you made your way towards them.
“Hey, baby!” You expressed a slick smile on your face when you immediately caught a kiss onto Peter’s soft lips, practically attacking his mouth as you guys made out in front of Gwen. You prayed she felt uncomfortable, wanting her to know that you marked Peter as yours.
You finally left his lips, Peter’s face stained in rosy blush, his honeyed orbs all flustered.
“Oh- sorry Gwen, didn’t see you there.”
She glared at you, jaw clenched.
“Hey, Y/N. How are you?” You hated how innocent she tried to act, how the high tone of her voice hid how she actually felt.
“I’m great. You?”
“Never better.” She smiled at you as if you couldn’t see right through it.
You reciprocated one back, trying to relieve the underlying tension.
“Peter, baby… you're coming over today after school, right?”
Before Peter could answer, the spawn of Satan opened her gates of hell.
“Actually- Peter’s coming over to study with me. We have a test tomorrow for chemistry.”
Your eyes sharpened once you looked at her, it took Odin above to hold you back from throwing a library book at her stupid face.
“Isn’t that what you're doing right now? Studying for chemistry?” You pointed to the chemistry hardback on the table as if it wasn’t completely obvious.
“Yeah, but our test is very… intensive. Studying is required.”
“Well Gwen, if Peter needs to study, he can study with me.” You spoke strongly, wanting Gwen to know that your boyfriend was going home with you and you only.
Her eyes held acrimony as she played with her hands, glaring at you.
You put back on a smile, gazing at Peter.
“Petey, I'm having a hard time with my homework, could you help me out?” Your voice was craving, lashes batting at the still flustered, curly-haired boy below you.
“Uh… well- I was um… helping Gwen. I can help you when I’m done with her if you still want it?” He spoke as if he tried not to set the ticking time bomb inside you, but it was no use.
You held your composure as the explosive detonated within you, starting mass destruction. Your mind burst into flames, your veins flooding with black ash as your heart began to dissolve.
Yet, even as the structure within you fell, you still kept a smile on your fragile lips.
“That’s fine. I’ll see you in lunch.” You left him without your usual goodbye kiss, your steps leaving a trail of negativity behind.
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Your stomach rumbled as you waited in line for lunch. You wondered where your boyfriend was, hoping that he wasn’t still with Satan.
Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder.
Turning, you were met with the pearly whites of Brad Davis.
“Hey, Y/N! Don’t mind if I stay with you? The line is long and I’m dying for some food.” His tone held much charm, his onyx orbs, and six-foot-tall stature making you feel obligated to let him slide in front of you.
You shot him a smile,
“Sure, Brad.” Slightly moving so he could squeeze in.
“Thank you so much, your too kind.” His eyes twinkled as he gazed at you. You wondered how he was able to be so persuasive with just the bat of an eyelash.
Suddenly, you spotted Peter walking through the cafeteria doors, making his way towards the line you were in.
Evil bit your mind, a devious plan unfolding between your teeth.
A delicate hand was placed on Brad’s firm bicep as your tantalizing orbs met his gaze.
“Anything for you, Brad. You know I can’t deny that pretty face of yours.” You stepped closer to him, teeth indenting between the corner of your bottom lip.
Slight shock bit Brad’s face once your flirtatious act imprinted on him, his head tilting as a slick grin stained his lips.
“My pretty face? Have you looked into the mirror lately, beautiful?” He managed to move closer to you, body’s practically about to mold into each other.
Before another word could slip your mouth, Peter appeared from the blue, rage splattered across his apple cheeks and dark chocolate eyes.
“Who the fuck are you calling beautiful, Brad? I know you are not talking about yourself.” Peter seethed, jaw clenching at the sight of you two together.
You backed away from Brad, stepping towards your infuriating boyfriend. You could feel the ire radiating off his soft skin, some sort of sadistic satisfaction forming within you.
“Sorry dude didn’t know you two were a thing.”
“You didn’t know? What, do I gotta tattoo my fucking name on her forehead for you to understand that she’s mine? Back the fuck off before I shove your face into the school lunch, asshole.” He forcefully grabbed your hand, pulling you from the line as you stumbled behind him.
This was one of the few times you’ve seen Peter blow up like that in public, especially when it involved you.
Although Peter was practically turning crimson with fury stained on his face, you loved seeing this possessive side of him, wanting him to announce to the entire city of New York that you were marked his, and his only.
As he dragged you towards Odin knows what, he spewed venom through his teeth along the way.
“You don’t know how to keep your hands to yourself, huh? I gotta do it for you? Shit…”
“I was just-“
“I don’t wanna fucking hear it! I know what I saw and what I saw was you being a fucking slut to the entire cafeteria!”
“Peter-“
“Don’t- don’t Peter me! What happened to my sweet, innocent, girl? You know I don’t like it when you act out like this, turning into a goddamn whore for someone else! The only person you're a whore for is me!” His steps molded into the concrete, harsh voice ricocheting off the walls throughout the hallway.
You wanted to defend yourself, but you knew he wouldn’t let you get another word out.
Finally, you arrived at the destination, an empty classroom that was reserved for the decathlon club.
Peter nearly busted through the wooden door, rushing you inside before slamming it shut, immediately webbing the handle.
You gulped, knowing where this was leading.
“Peter- what if someone sees or hears us? This is too-“
“If you can be a slut to everyone in the damn lunch line, you can most definitely be a slut here.”
He then suddenly picked you up, hands grasping your ass firmly as he moved swiftly, placing you onto a sturdy table.
“Naughty girls like you deserve a little punishment to keep them in line.” He tore off your skirt, revealing your soaked panties underneath.
Peter groaned, inhaling your sweet aroma.
“Who did this you? Was it Brad?” Fingers quickly hooked to the thin straps of your underwear, pealing them off.
“No! No- it was you. All you, baby.” He spread your legs, cock piercing through his jeans as your velvety folds stared at him.
“How can I trust I did all this to you? For all I know, it could’ve been any guy in the fucking line.” His thumb circled your throbbing, bundle of nerves, a yelp escaping your lips.
“Can’t- can’t you see how wet I am for you? Shove your fingers inside me, feel it yourself!” Your head tilted back as his movements increased, the swift motion on your clit frying your nerves.
He shot you a slick grin, knowing he was gonna do a lot more than just shove his fingers inside you.
His lips caught yours as his long digits dipped inside your slick folds, you groaned against him, deepening the kiss.
His hand wrapped around your neck while his fingers curled within you, immediately hitting that sweet spot of yours.
“I hope you ate something because you are mine for the entire lunch hour.” He pumped you smoothly with his fingers, nearly moaning when he took a peek at his drenched digits.
“Gosh! Pete- Peter! I’m close! Oh fucking- OH!” Your hand gripped onto the table below, toes curling as you were about to reach your end, but it was ceased when Peter’s thick fingers slipped out of you.
You gasped, missing the intense feeling.
“Only good girls get to come when they want to.” He stopped your expected cry with a tender kiss before his saturated fingers were shoved back inside you.
You whimpered against his gentle but harsh lips, wanting nothing more than to cum on them.
“Mm- Peter! I'm sorry! I’m really- I’m sorry. I won’t- I won’t do it again, I swear!” He already had you tripping on your words.
“Why’d you even do it in the first place, huh? Do you like seeing me pissed off? You want me to tease you like this, edge you in the middle of a classroom?”
You whined, head falling back once his fingers grazed your treasured spot.
You regretted ever pulling that wicked scheme on Peter, feeling embarrassed to admit that envy and spite was the leading cause of this entire situation.
“You- you and… you and Gwen! You spend so much fucking time with her, that you sometimes completely forget about me!”
His coffee orbs softened on you, his fingers escaping your clenched cunt, making you mewl.
“Me and Gwen? She’s just my friend, baby. What did you assume we were?” His entire demeanor shifted, a soft hand petting your cheek.
“I hate to admit that I’m jealous of you two… how you guys are so close. I despise her.” You couldn’t look him in the eye, head falling into his gentle hand.
“Oh, Angel… I didn’t know you disliked her. You should’ve told me, I would’ve done something about it.” His thumb sweetly brushed against your face, his other hand caressing your backside.
“I’m sorry… I should’ve. Instead, I flirted with Brad to make you jealous out of spite. I’m truly sorry, Petey. Forgive me.” Your glossy orbs marked his, Peter’s lips turning into a line.
“I forgive you, I do. Gosh, baby, next time just let me know if you ever feel uncomfortable with any situation that arises, we’ll fix it together. I love you.”
You gave him a small smile,
“I love you, too.”
The sentence is secured with a tender kiss, tongues dancing, lips making sweet, rhythmic love.
“Now, lemme show you how much I love you so everyone, even Brad, knows your mine.”
You exhaled, hoping the walls were thick enough to cloud the impending moans coming soon.
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“PETER!” His candied syllables echoed throughout the classroom, firm slaps, rubs, and squeaking of the table below you adding to the erotic symphonies.
“Shit, princess! Fuck, you feel so good!” Peter’s head fell back as he thrust harshly inside your tight folds, his eyes rolling back to how easily you wrapped around his thick cock.
His mind started to get lost in the insane pleasures you offered him, babbles starting to escape through his teeth.
Your legs bound around him, pulling him closer, deeper, within you.
“Mm… my good girl, oh my fucking Angel! Know your mine, baby… all fucking mine. Nobody else can ever have you.” He leaned forward, your harmonious moans slipping into his ears before he silenced them with an everlasting kiss, sealing you off.
Peter could never get enough of how you sound whenever he’s inside you, how your pretty little mouth releases the sweetest of mumbles and whimpers to keep him going for hours. You were irresistible.
Your hands moved to his shoulders as he sped up his pounds. You wondered what would snap first, your thighs, or the squeaky table below.
“Peter! Oh- fucking gosh- Petey!”
His shaky hand moved to your swollen clit, rubbing quickly.
“Cum- cum on my cock baby. Let me feel you.” He moaned in your ear before kissing your sweet spot just below your earlobe.
You started to crumble below him, moans turning into cries and babbles. Your incoherent sounds informing Peter that the coil within you was about to burst.
“Pet- Peter! I- oh!” You couldn’t even finish your sentences.
“What is it? Use your words.”
You cried, knowing you were too mind-fucked to even speak.
“Don’t go all cock-drunk on me now, beautiful. What is it?”
You groaned, head nearly slamming into the table below as your walls clenched forcefully around Peter, your orgasm hitting you with a rippling surge of pleasure.
Your back arched, hold tightened, lips open as you let out deep cries, not a single care in the world as your entire body shook vigorously to the rhythms of your high.
Your state was enough to make Peter come, hot-white strands painting your aching insides, whines, and babbles leaving his throat as he came undone.
When the high ended, he softly fell onto you, smoothly slipping out as heavy breathing filled the classroom.
Exhaustion washed over you as you held onto Peter’s shaky body, mind about to pass out.
He placed a loving kiss onto your sweat-stained forehead, making his way to your nose, and then your soft lips.
“I love you more than everything, baby. Nothing could ever come between us, know that.” His toffee orbs sparkled, a sweet smile on his delicate lips.
“I love-“ suddenly, the table below you collapsed, the legs giving out after you and Peter abused what was left of its stability.
Peter immediately picked you up, holding you tightly so you wouldn’t go crashing along too.
“Holy shit!” He backed away, placing you gently next to him as you two gazed at the broken wood.
“Fuck… you think anyone heard-“
“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!”
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becky-lo0cks · 8 months ago
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futuremysteryshack · 10 months ago
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No Laughing Matter
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Hyde was stalking the streets. No one bullied his daughter! Even if she was adopted.
But when he reached the bar, he saw he had been beaten to the punch. The man was only a body...
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vampire-lord-drake · 7 months ago
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The Darkness Within
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It was a stormy day and Drake was attending his mother’s funeral . He stood there as rain fell on his pale cold body “ mother why leave me ? Why ? Me and my daughter are all that’s left .” The little girl looked up at her father “ daddy can we visit mommy’s grave ? “. He wiped his tears away “ yes baby girl let’s go see mommy and say hello .”
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sierrapromos · 2 months ago
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𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄 : 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐘 . 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 .
eight years ago , 15 friends left sierra island and buried a secret they promised to never talk about again .
eight years ago , they all thought they’d say goodbye to the island - and each other - forever. 
but sierra island doesn’t let go of you until it wants to . and somebody on that island knows what the 15 did , and wants to make sure they pay . in blood . 
welcome home !
w̶ e̶ ̶ m̶ i̶ s̶ s̶ e̶ d̶  ̶y̶ o̶ u̶  
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versaillespromo · 22 days ago
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❝  The great blessed of the twelve kingdoms.
             I am sending this letter in hopes it receives you.
our lands have been ravished by curses for far too long. plague, famine, greed has devastated us all even before the long war. i have received a vision from the great sun. i implore you; come to versailles after three full moons grace the night and join together before the sun alter on the break of dawn. with the union of every eligible blessed- we will break the curse that our ancestors had started and achieve the thing they had- one that brought a war of five hundred years upon us.
                                                               the all magic. ❞
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two years ago, the great sun king died; bringing an end to a bloody 500 year war. now with his eldest son crowned the new sun king of france, a vision was given upon his crowing. each kingdom holds one element of magic when a thousand years ago- the were once one and held the all magic; the magic of all elements. these are the blessed- the royals and nobility of the kingdoms of the world. their ancestor’s greed and hatred has cursed their lands with plagues, famine, devastation. now the sun king propositions the blessed to come together. and with their union in marriage to another- they will break the curses on their land and the all magic will return to them slowly. some come together for peace--- others come with their ancestor’s greed of magic they have never tasted.
versailleshq is a royal pairs rp set in versailles, paris in 1701. the great rulers and nobility of the world possess one element of magic until they marry another blessed and are given their magic.
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missghouls · a month ago
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───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── Something wicked is coming to Ghoulcraft very soon... 👀
Come join us at Play.Ghoulcraft.Com!
───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
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purgatoriorpg-archive · 3 months ago
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LET HUNGER CONSUME US, DEVOUR US, UNSTRING OUR BONES
AT THE TRIAL OF CAESAR’S MURDER , THEY WILL TELL YOU THAT HE DESERVED TO DIE. The unanimous declaration: it was justice. It was mercy. Tyrannicide demands blood sacrifice, the unholy sacrilege of a covenant sworn in heresy. We call to the stand the world, lit by gilt sun and endless horizon, spinning upon the axis of halcyon splendour and primogeniture, to present testimony. Exhibit A: Pedigree. a hundred, thousand years of birthright flowing through veins lined with ichor, anointing them untouchable. Exhibit B: History. The enduring mythology of noblesse oblige outliving time and civilisation. Empires have risen and fallen and revolutions have been won and lost in the time it took their ancestors to unravel the great secret of all existence. The answer was there in the apocryphal beginning of everything—in the garden, the snake, the fall. The very serpent that cupped humankind in its palms and whispered to us, freedom.
In the end, the blood was theirs. Smeared like augury across faces eclipsed by terror and wonder. Terror at what they had done, wonder at the savage thrill consuming any threat of danger or consequence. After all, they had the finest attorney not even a lifetime of entitlement could bribe, cheat or steal: temptation itself. Desire who had lured them to the edge of infinity, breathing liberty and deliverance into their ears, would save them just as it had killed him. They were guilty, they were damned, they had let hunger feast upon them until hunger devoured them whole.
—    ⟡    —
Five years have passed since the death of their leader and self-proclaimed king. Five years since they conspired to kill him, and he wound up dead somehow without a murderer or conviction. Convenient, you might be inclined to think. Opportunistic, even. They had killed him a hundred times before they saw him lying there, fallen. Killing someone and living with it are two very different sins, however. Now, gathered together for the first time since they plotted treason and assassination, the rot festering beneath the veneer of blue-blooded opulence is hungry for blood. For vengeance and retribution, for more. Always more. In Purgatory, no one is innocent, for all have sinned and fallen short of Paradise.
THEN SPIT US OUR REBORN
PURGATORIO is an original murder mystery roleplay centered around a group of the world's wealthiest heirs and scions and the conspiracy surrounding the mysterious death of their friend. Inspired by The Secret History, Succession, the original Gossip Girl and the assassination of Julius Caesar, the game’s limited run and highly interactive nature will unravel the secrets and scandals of their lives, both past and present, and answer the final, enduring mystery: who killed Caesar.
REBLOG THIS POST to get exclusive access to key details about THE MURDER, including the investigation, autopsy and aftermath.
ENTER PURGATORY     ⟡     THE SYNOPSIS     ⟡     DESCEND
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becky-lo0cks · 8 months ago
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︵ ᷼ ⏜  *݂ 𝅄 𖥻 ↓
⭒ 𓈒  ׄ ૮ ( ᴗ 𝆹 ᴗ ֢ ) ડ 𝅄 ⏱⃝ ꜞ
– ᧉstética ! (⠀୨ bᧉcɑ̠ ‹𝟹⠀) ↓
⩇  ⭒  ଘ  ⬫  ⑅  ◦
◍  ᥀  𝆯  ◖  ♡ ១
☆ 𓊪 !▯  ҂  ᰋ  ᰥ
✽  𖣂  ᰍ  𓈈  웄
‹𝟹  𓍱  ୧  ★  𔒌  𓍢
❁  Ꮺ  ꩜  ﹪  ✦
⌕  ◌  ﹖  𖨂  𝅄  𖥦
𖦹  あ  ५  𖦆  ⊹ ✿𝆫
ᦾ  ❀𝆫   𒀭  𖥧  ✹
﹅  ꣹  ⁂  ꧈  𓏭  ﹢
ꜞꜞ  ⁕  ⊞  ఽ  ❅  ⁑  ꒰
⋆  ᰔ  あ  ᖗ  𓎆  ∞
ぅ  ᥫ  ᭡  ა  ✫  ∿
ഒ  ⬞  ゅ ୫  𔘓  ᦒ  ⬪
ᝬ ✧  ก  𐇵  ᕱ  ๑
⨾  𖧧  ≀  ⌯  사  랑
𓍯  ⌁  ✷  ﹖︎  𖥻
◍̵⃘   ﹠  ◔⃘ 𝆬  ⸙  ﹗
◌⃘   ୭  ੭  𑁤̶  ౿  𓈒  ⸼
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emirkocturk · 3 months ago
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Benim tanıdığım her insan naif bir çiçektir bende yüreğimle sever hislerimle düşünürüm iyiler mi diye yeri gelir âlâ ve yeri gelir devâ olurum fikri düşüncelerine çünkü benim tanıdığım her insan cennetten bir çiçektir fikrimin bahçesinde..
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futuremysteryshack · 10 months ago
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The New Exhibit
@elluq
It was late at night when it happened. Animal Control called the Mystery Aquarium reporting they had found a new, badly injured-creature in a nearby beach. Dipper and Bill went out instantly, soon bringing a long, red siren into the medical bay. He was clearly in bad shape, and the pod that lived in the Aquarium already could probably see the hunting shafts.
That morning, terrified screeching came from the medical tank. A red blur darted from the connecting tube... Jekyll was terrified, and seeing a human was NOT welcome. He hides among the coral, chirping in terror and pain.
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vainfm · 25 days ago
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interest   check  !    for   a   grimm   brothers   /   dark   fairytale   inspired   semi - appless   rp   based   in   tumblr   !     would    anyone   be    into   this    kind    of    stuff   ?
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hvlloweens-a · a month ago
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                             * 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬.
within the social hierarchy of malibu’s elite , they’re not quite at the top but they’re very well acquainted with a life of luxury . they’re no stranger to attending award shows or casually name-dropping to get a last-minute dinner reservation booked .  some are able to fly under the radar with minimal fallout while others are desperate to climb the social ladder — no matter what it takes . wherever they’re currently ranked , the group was brought together by their similar social circles and the amount of zeroes in their bank account . will their hedonistic tendencies be their downfall or will they eventually be able to rub elbows with a-listers ? 
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲.
this is a semi - plotless d*scrd verse about a group of young adults ( aged 21 - 26 ) located in malibu , california . the group consists of “ rich kids ” who aren’t a-listers . . . think nepotism babies , former child stars , c-listers , small social media influencers , actors who can only snag minor roles , musicians that can’t quite get their footing with a label , etc . this isn’t a secrets rp but mock tabloids will be made periodically and events/plot drops will help the group from growing stagnant . < 3 
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬.
standard rules apply . we’re adults  !
( 1 ) no ooc drama . i am here for you if something is wrong but please be mature about your complaints and concerns . be able to distinguish between ic and ooc drama ! if you cause ooc drama , you’ll be removed from the group with no warning .
( 2 ) no godmodding or bubble roleplaying . try to keep complaining/negativity in the ooc chat relatively minimal and no cliquey vibes . with these , you’ll get one warning before you’re removed .
( 3 ) mature themes are likely going to be present in this verse so be mindful before applying . please censor possible triggering content and mark channels as nsfw if necessary . you must be 20+ to join and muses are expected to be 21+ . you can follow a +4/-4 rule when age bending !
( 4 ) tentatively , the mun cap is ten and you’re allowed to apply with 2 muses . please be diverse in your choices — if you apply with two muses, one must be a poc , body diverse or gender diverse .
( 5 ) there is no formal activity limit but weekly interest checks will be posted . although there is no activity limit and real life always comes first , i hope everyone can do a little something nearly every day . . . even if it’s posting a couple of musings or hanging out in the ooc gc for a bit ! text interactions will be allowed but engaging in para interactions is highly encouraged , as well .
𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. - please send your app through my submit !
( fc , gender, pronouns ) i’m pretty sure i overheard FIRST LAST making reservations for nobu tonight. according to their social media , they’re a AGE IN LETTERS year old ZODIAC that can be described as POSITIVE and NEGATIVE . NICKNAME is currently a/n OCCUPATION which explains how they can afford to live in malibu . . . i’d describe them as 3-5 AESTHETICS . written by alias, pronouns, age, url, tmz.
please include a little something extra for me to get a feeling for your muse . . . it could be a playlist, a pinterest board, a handful of hcs, edits/graphics — whatever you’d like to include !
taken :
madelyn cline 
app count :
x14 ( _delizzle , hugh laughton scott ,  annxhy , isabella jones, aminé , rudy pankow , nicholas skidmore , romanneinc, ocean lewis , sophie turner , evan mock , sohni ahmed , emilio sakraya, madison bailey )
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interlueds · 2 months ago
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⭒𓈒 ֹ  𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥
        guess i got 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 in it all . . . 
the group is a semi appless , tight knit discord roleplay following the lives of those who reside in the small mundane town of cherry hill , new jersey . the group draws inspiration from euphoria &. skins . clicking the source link will take you to the verse trailer .
an oc au of young adults drowning in their minuscule life in the exhausted town of cherry hill . wanting so desperately to come up for fresh air and feel alive for once in their life . circling in their orbit means substance enhanced memories filled with love and even more so , loss .
# guidelines :
muns must be over the age of 20 .
muses must be aged 20 - 25 . don’t agebend your character , use the -+5 rule .
mature themes present .
no ooc drama , gatekeeping , bubble rping .
the group is focused on character development so writing is heavily encouraged in paragraph form . 
no banned faces but don’t use someone overly problematic we all know who they are .
inclusivity and diversity will be encouraged heavily .
you can apply for up to two muses .
# application :
you can send to my submit .
( faceclaim , age 20 - 25 , pronouns ) wrapped up in the thrill of it all is FIRST LAST , the OCCUPATION longing for their departure from cherry hill . they’ve been a resident for TIME , must be why they’re so - trait .  their inner orbit claim they’re + trait but we’re inclined to believe otherwise seeing as the rumor looming around town is that they RUMOR HERE . who knows whats true in cherry hill — one things for certain , they can’t wait to get the fuck out . ( alias , age , pronouns , timezone , url ) 
anything extra or n/a :
# app count :
taken fcs : haley lu richardson .
apped for : kim jiwoo (chuu) , frances o’sullivan , keith powers , madisyn menchaca , hugh laughton scott , tom holland , jennie kim , brett gray , dylan sprouse , becky g , madelyn cline , park chaeyoung , kim taehyung , alexa demie , andrew matarazzo , aisha potter , keeahwah , kristine froseth .
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returnedfm · 27 days ago
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𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚂𝚃  𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙲𝙺  for  a  new  discord  group  。  ・  :
                ❝  marrow has always had a certain pull associated with it.                      locals will tell you that no matter how hard you try to get away,                      something always beckons you home.  apparently—                      not even the dead can escape this homesickness.  ❞
tldr:  everyone buried in the cedar bank cemetary are suddenly back—  very much not buried,  very much alive,  and (mostly) like nothing ever happened.
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madison-clark · 2 months ago
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Who wanna a drink? "
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