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downthecove · 1 year
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open to: anyone plot connection: just your regular edward & jacob drama but this time they're willing to put their differences somewhat aside to get what they want. can be canon or oc muses: edward [ vampire ] + jacob [ shifter ]
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"don't you ever get annoyed that he doesn't seem to bother putting on a shirt around you?" even though edward knew that jacob could hear him, he still bothered whispering into the other's ear. just another excuse to have them closer to him. "we can head out if you want, go to a place a little less distraction."
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a smug smirk had formed on jacob's face, approaching the pair with his shirt tucked into his back pocket. "oh come on eddie, afraid of a little competition?" he gave the two their space, but only about a foot away. "i brought my bike if you want a ride." he wasn't going to make this easy, being the distraction and all.
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sweetheartofmine · 2 months
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open to: any 21+ with a p*nis ! plot: g.loryhole filth. rules. kinks muse: graham jenson, the sweet southern belle. she/they. 21-25 connection: literally any. taboo encouraged (bonus points for step/relative) ! ( i don't mind if you like this post - but i'd prefer only if you intend to reply )
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graham had always thought of g.loryholes as a sort of urban myth -- she'd heard of them, of course, but had never heard about one nearby or stories of anyone she knew going to one. so when a friend of hers mentioned how exciting it would be to have anonymous s.ex with a stranger, graham hadn't really thought she'd actually end up visiting one. nonetheless, she found the idea intriguing. the place was dingy, dirtier than she'd expected, and the attendant had winked when he'd wished her a fun time. the girl kind of hoped the sleazeball wouldn't take her up on the opportunity himself. there was a chair inside that graham cringed to see, forcing herself to perch on the edge as she waited. it didn't take more than a few minutes before she heard movement on the other side, anticipation making her squirm as she couldn't see anything through the hole. a moment later the girl was greeted with a c.ock being fed through the hole in front of her face, hard and begging to be touched. she'd be lying if she said it didn't excite her. licking her palm, graham reached out, wrapping her fingers around the shaft and beginning to stroke.
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vxlleyborn · 17 days
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“Wow… that’s cool! What is it?”
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taintedbloodlines · 10 months
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"Just for once..." She began, a tinge of annoyance filtering through her voice even though she had tried to hold it back. "...I wish I could be dealing with an actual teenage girl problem..." School, friendship, boys, the kinds of things that she thought her teenage years would be filled with. "...and not a witch problem. Yet here I am." There was a heavy sigh and she looked back at her companion. "How can I help?" There was a genuine nature to her question because despite her complaints, she would help. That was what she did.
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sclitvde · 5 months
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His breath is hot against the shell of their ear. "I'm so sorry, darling," blood - stained thumb wipes at the smeared mascara under their eye, sadly disappointed that they ruined the very good job he had done on their makeup with all those silly little tears. But he does admit, silently to himself, that they looked much prettier with tear stains instead of rouge.
Eddie adjusts massive frame behind them, having pinned their hips to the steel medical table with his own. After correcting his stance, he continues his onslaught, shaping their insides with the veiny thickness of his cock. His vigor has yet to sour, his stamina unending. They've been going at it for hours, for it had been hours since they 'finalized' their marriage. It wasn't much of a ceremony but the bride, well, they were perfect. Eddie made sure of it. But the wedding dress he so meticulously had sewn is now tattered shreds in his hands, using the strips of fabric only as anchors to steady their body with each thrust of his hips.
"You're being so good for me, dolly," Eddie whispers with a smile. "You'll look so pretty swollen, with my babies inside of you. I'll fuck take such good care of you."
open to: all genders
plot/connection/backstory: after all that heartache, eddie has finally found the one! his perfect 'bride'! unfortunately, that bride is your muse.
cw/tw: dubcon (so s/a), violence, misogyny, sexism, possible sa mentions, possible csa mentions, medical neglect/violence mentions, probably all of the -isms, breeding/impreg, weird 50's nuclear family stuff, bro is a serial killer
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axxmused · 4 months
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plot: small town scene, they're having an affair, blurred lines when it comes to their sexuality
open to males, bottoms (+30, the older the better)
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"morning" mug in hand, he had to have coffee in his system before he had to deal with the usual walk of shame. it was a first given he usually slept like a log but not that day. but the morning breeze out in his porch made it worth it, that and getting to see the man's face upon getting caught. "you're leaving? not with my shirt on, you're not." another sip to his coffee and he placed it back over the table in front of him. "why don't you sit? i can get a mug for you. i figure talking like adults can't be too intimate when you had my c*ck way inside of you just last night"
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lilacxrosesx · 4 months
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anyone wanna rp? i'm up for it all.. smut, fluff, angst, wlw, age gaps, tabo.o gimme.
i am happy to rp with non mutuals also and maybe even on discord.
just ignore my muse page and rules as very olddddd.
any questions lmk
smack the lil heart for a starter!
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hiddcnhorizcns · 12 days
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open to: m connection: plot in source, assume at your leisure their connection beyond what is says in the plot
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As Emily stormed out of her apartment, frustration boiling over from yet another argument with her boyfriend, she found herself gravitating towards the one person who seemed to understand her turmoil without even needing an explanation. She knocked softly on his door, heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and guilt. Every time she has a fight with her boyfriend, she finds herself drawn to his place, seeking the solace of his embrace and the intoxicating warmth of his whispered promises. He knows her secrets, her fears, her desires, and he offers her a refuge from the storm raging within her heart. The familiar ache in her chest drew her to him like a moth to a flame, even though she tried to resist the pull. She found herself standing outside his door, her heart pounding against her ribs as she raised her hand to knock. "Hi!" When the door swung open, those words were the only ones she could muster meeting his gaze dark and intense, her delicate fingers tugging at the neck of her sweater.
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ohnoidontexist · 2 months
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daveydoodle · 26 days
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I think it was a ghost 👻 the lid popped up on its own and I didn't know what the sound was.. 🤔
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downthecove · 1 year
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open to: f/m/nb! plot connection: other students, professors/deans/principal/coaches/staff, neighbors, local milfs/dilfs, (step)relatives, rivals, friends, one of their partners, go wild muse(s): carter [ jack c, 18 y/o student, sells test answers, nerdy ] + clyde [ tyler l g, 18 y/o student, dealer, black sheep of the fam ] - pls note 1 of them can leave, if not there will be elements of in.cest present as they're fraternal twins
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math was one of his fortes so his twin brother had a knack for bringing him along for the deals. carter looked at the buyer, eyes widening as he shrugged. "i'm not the one with the bags. i'm just putting the prices." he pointed over to clyde. "you'll have to do your business with him. plus, when i do sell things," mainly test answers. "i don't take bribes so you would've been out of luck."
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"this is quality product." clyde waved the bag in front of them, almost taunting them with it. "so if you don't have the money you're going to have to find a way to pay up." his left hand immediately went over to his own bulge, palming his half erect member over his pants. "he might not take bribes, but i sure as hell do."
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demcnsinmymind · 1 year
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mutuals only!
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“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
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beefcakeds · 1 year
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let’s meet: Henry. He’s a 35 year old gallerist who’s probably a solid four palomas into brunch. Today he needs a little favor from your muse. Again. At least this time it isn’t about feeding his fish, I guess?
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“-and anyway it’s very selfish for him to even show up but now? He’s bringing his little boy bride along. It’s disgusting! You know what I heard? The last event he went to he refused soda because it’d keep him up all night. What kind of mormon shit is that?” It wasn’t entirely fair. The boy bride in question was just a few years younger than Henry himself and a recovering addict to boot but what was the pleasure in being fair? His way of looking down and then looking back up with doe eyes as though he was a Disney princess was deeply punchable in Henry’s opinion. That his ex fiancé would pick that to replace him put his teeth on edge. “You have to come with me. Joseph will be so annoyed if I slide in with somebody like you on my arm and it would be great for me. My therapist said so.” A lie. His therapist had excused herself to go get some aspirin as he explained his harebrained scheme. “And anyway it’s for a good cause. They’re giving babies to convicts. Or was it dogs to convicts? Whatever. You don’t want to say you hate babies and convicts and maybe dogs too do you? Didn’t think so.” 
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taintedbloodlines · 9 months
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Starter call for Camille O'Connell from the TVDU. If you want a short to mid length post from this gal, just hit the heart (also if you are a multimuse, let me know who for or I will just pick from your list).
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sclitvde · 5 months
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DO NOT ASSIGN MR. GLUSKIN ANY FEMALE STAFF Dr. Garrett Snow highlighted the suggestion ( vainly ) at the top of his notes before his departure. Unfortunately, it wasn’t like Murkoff cared for the people they lied to — Lying to Eddie’s new psychiatrist about her new assignments was as easy as killing for them.
And they have practically sent her to slaughter.
His smile is wide but vacant, betraying the falseness of his façade before he even speaks. “Well — " head cants on a muscular neck. “Aren’t you something! A woman doctor — pretty and smart.” He’s trying to control some damage his file so falsely wrought on him, all those stupid fucking lies.
“I’m excited for us to get acquainted.” He makes a vain attempt to slouch comfortably in his seat, the chains at ankles and wrists connecting his hefty frame to steel anchors in the concrete below. Eddie huffs, making his discomfort known for only a second before the smile returns to full lips. "Now," excitement rattles in his scarred throat, "let's introduce ourselves."
open to: f/tf/femme-presenting folks
plot/connection/backstory: your muse is hired by the murkoff corporation as an interim psychiatrist after the last sitting psychiatrist was rendered incapacitated. your muse's job is to analyze and recount their illegal experimentation on the criminally insane of mt. massive asylum, eddie, of course, being one of them.
cw/tw for future reference: misogyny, sexism, sa mention, csa mention, medical neglect/violence, dubcon, violence against women, probably all of the -isms
psych. file on eddie
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axxmused · 1 year
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plot: date, crush, friends close to becoming something else
open to males, bottoms
made with beta editor
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"Does it really have to come off?" His shirt, the one he'd been struggling to keep on with the other's intentions. Chad wasn't a shy guy, ever, at all yet showing himself shirtless opened a whole different can of worms he wasn't ready to deal with. "Alright, fine. Just... fine, it'll kill the mood I'm telling ya now" The jock grabbed his shirt by the collar and pulled it over his head. Nothing too out of the ordinary at first, only as his chest came in sight more than a few scars to show for over his pecs and down to his stomach. "Yes, kn.ife scars. More like st.abs, not just cuts."
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