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MUSE: olivia wilder. heterosexual. 20-25.  / open to m. / possible plot: best friend’s boyfriend gives olivia a ride, two exes who talk for the first time since their breakup, two strangers, a serial killer who found his next victim, etc. everything is fine with me!

the blonde was sitting in front of the gas station, in the middle of the night, little tipsy, but most importantly kind of angry with how the last conversation with her best friend ended. after their fight she just got out of the car and was now trying to figure out what to do with herself. her phone was on its last few percents and olivia was trying to decide if there is someone she could call to help her out, or maybe just order and uber and just go home. with a heavy sighed she bit into the snack she bought herself a few minutes prior, the sound of bells informing her ears that someone just walked out of the shop and was now standing behind her. 

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MUSE: katherine hill. heterosexual. 19-21. / PLOT: arranged marriage / open to M.

awaiting her future husband’s arrival katherine was walking around her room in anticipation. arranged marriage was her family tradition, it happened to her parents and their parents and it was going to happen to her too. part of her wished she would end up with someone she truly loved and made a decision herself, but katherine didn’t want to disappoint her family; arranged marriages had a purpose, it was a transaction, a way for both families to gain something. she didn’t know anything about the chosen on; how old he was, what was his name, how he looked like, or how he would treat her, how their marriage would look like after they said their vows. the mixture of excitement and fear filled her heart as she walked over to the window, seeing guests arriving for the engagement party. biting on her lip she held her breath as someone looked up sending her a smile. was it him? was it her future husband?

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𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚙 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 ⎯ heavy topics, triggers, n*dity, smut, mention of dr*gs & alc.ohol. entering at your own risk. / judgment free zone, no hate, no god-modding. / always open to plotting. ⎯ muses. rules. wanted opp. opens. wishlist.

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TILLY KEEPER as LADY PHOEBE BOREHALL-BLAXWORTH ✧ YOU (2018-) Season 4 Part 1

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is anyone interested in plotting? LET ME KNOW !

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open to: f muse: prince dracula plot: your muse was given or either auctioned off to him as a peace offering so that a city be spared from his wrath. my muse is infatuated and has fallen for yours. 

having been the one to choose what she would wear while in his castle for dinner as it had been two days now since she had arrived at his castle high up in the mountains with the prince taken back by her mesmerising yet enchanting beauty which poured life into him yet the prince didn’t want to admit or display any form of affection however he was eagerly impatient to lay with her or more so become intimate with the woman. seated across from her as his servants who appeared to be pale and drained of life were clearing the table with dracula having touched nothing in his plate instead his eyes would cling to her having watched her dine on the warm meal that had been prepared for her unspoiled and delicious. his eyes would lower down to her neck seeing th vein protruding out only for him to then turn his face away to the side. eyebrows furrowed when he then ask. “ did you enjoy your meal? you didn’t seem all too hungry. “ his voice husky and grainy. turning his face with eyes reconnecting back to her own as he studied his guest carefully.

 “ it’s been a while since i’ve had company. i bet your father said some awful things about me about who i am or what i am. does he call me demon? “ the corner of his mouth tugged his lips into a tiny smirk. “ i won’t deny that i have been cruel however we’re not all born monsters are we. you see your father forced me to act long ago before you were born when he and seven other men had decided to attack my kingdom. i was forced to turn to - - darkness to save my people yet it wasn’t enough. your father had murdered my wife when she was watching over the children and women who were hiding here. “ his hand would curl around the knife as he would provide an explanation as to the rivalry which had stemmed from the beginning. eyes would then lower down. “ i rebuilt this castle brick by brick when i found it in ashes. it was then i vowed to destroy my enemies to avenge my wife and for creating the monster that resides within me. “ 

self-proclaimed king’s hidden treasure, his biggest gem. the most beautiful of them all, with rosy cheeks and porcelain skin. princess katherine, his only child, beloved daughter that was now stuck in a castle of the most murderous beast their land has ever seen - as her father liked to call dracula. the forgotten prince, that many people were too scared to ever bring up in a conversation. since the beginning of her life, she was being fed up many lies, fabricated stories painting dracula the only villain. sitting across the monster from all her nightmares katherine felt surprisingly safe, but she wasn’t a fool. katherine was a bargaining chip, in exchange for peace and no more bloodshed she was being offered to the prince. as much as she loved her father she couldn’t believe he was do such a thing; feed her to the beast.

since being brought up there she didn’t eat or drink anything, part of her hoping she would simply die of starvation because it seemed better than facing him. the food smelled amazing, her stomach was just a tiny know and she could barely keep it quiet. when the overwhelming hunger won, she finally started to dig in, only to realize the meal prepared for her one of the best she ever had. “a monster, a beast, a satan himself.” she whispered wiping her lips with a silk napkin laying on the table and then looking at him. katherine was told a completely different story in which her father was a hero trying to safe poor victims of dracula’s temper. “an eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.” no matter who started that madness, katherine knew revenge was never the way to go. keeping her blue orbs on his stone-like features she tried to predict her fate. “my father sacrificed the dearest thing to his heart in the name of protecting his people.” young female wrapped her slim fingers around the stem of the glass where red wine was poured. “what are you going to do with me? kill me to prove a point, to make things even? make me suffer unbearably for years to enjoy my pain?"

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OPEN: m / f CONNECTION: based on

running late was actually right on cue for chase and today was no different, maybe should have snuck out from the strangers house last night rather than this morning as time wasn’t his friend today - but he’d made it to the restaurant, and that was all anyone could ask for, right? ❝ sorry ‘m late. ❞ chase spoke as his hand was patting down on his best friends shoulder before taking a seat next to him. ❝ late night, early morning, you get it. ❞ they were meant to be meeting about his friends wedding, or it was a rehearsal dinner, but brunch? something like that, chase couldn’t really remember. grabbing the first glass he could find, he’d quickly taken a drink before looking around the table. however, he’d nearly spat it back out when he made eye contact with the person sitting right across from him, the very same person whose house he’d been leaving only hours earlier.

hangover or not olivia had places to be. no matter what happened the previous night the role of being the maid of honor was more important than laying in bed. it wasn’t that much of a challenge, the blonde got ready and uber’ed to the restaurant already texting with the bride about what happened after they split barely a few hours prior. now sitting by her side olivia was trying to quench her thirst when a very familiar young man appeared by the groom’s side. the same man that disappeared from her bed before she woke up that morning was now standing on the other side of the table, he didn’t look lost, it wasn’t a weird coincidence, he was one of the guests. “ let me guess, yet another one night stand, am i right chase? “ the bride said laughing. “ see liv, you are not alone. “ if the look could kill, grace would be dead because olivia was giving her a death stare. 

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me, a roleplayer: our ship will develop slowly, naturally and realistically

me to me: make them fuck in their first meeting

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Dylan O’Brien as Dylan O’Brien in Curb Your Enthusiasm | 11×02

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OOC ⎯ like for me to go through your open starters and reply to some!

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miles teller as lt. bradley “rooster” bradshaw top gun: maverick (2022) – dir. joseph kosinski

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            multi - muse game     :     suggest up to three muses for the mun to add to their blog.

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CLAIRE HOLT photographed for Just Jared Spotlight, 2014

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MUSE: sebastian grey. bisexual. 21-27. / PLOT: beauty & the beast with a twist... where he’s a serial killer and they were supposed to be his next victim maybe? / open to ANYONE.

sebastian had a very.... distinct taste. it  was not easy to arouse his interest. when you would find him looking at you... it wasn’t actually a good sign. it was much better ⎯ and safer ⎯ to stay away from him. whenever someone was realizing how truly dangerous he was, it was usually too late to run. for most people however, to the rest of the wold, he was just a very eccentric, rich man. money could buy a lot of things, including people’s silence, their services, the list was endless. it was easy to hide his obsession, his dirty secrets. when he offered them a drink he truly was planning of turning them into his toy, but surprisingly, they were  so different from anyone he has ever met, he started growing real interest in them, and now, well... here they were. his evil side was getting hungry, so tonight when he was spending time with their new friend, he knew he had to let them go or something bad would happen. “ i think you should take your things and leave. “

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MUSE: clara hill. bisexual. 20-26. / PLOT: serial killer meets... another serial killer. that’s it, that is the plot. / open to ANYONE.

clara had everything planned to a tee, when she was ready to put her claws on them, she noticed someone else already playing with her toy. that wasn’t nice, it never happened before and she waited, hoping they would get bored and leave her next victim alone. what a shock it was to witness a mur*der from someone else’s hands. truth to be told, the other person seemed extremely well-behaved, it wasn’t sexually motivated crime, nor was it caused by anger issues. the other person planned it ahead, what a funny coincidence. finally revealing herself, she stepped closer crossing her arms as she watched the other killer letting go of the lifeless body. “ well, well, well, thank you for ruining my evening. “