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Open to everyone - M/F
Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.
Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot
Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.
Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.
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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.
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lightinsonder · 9 months
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✳ S O N D E R ✳ profound feeling of realizing that everyone, including strangers passing in the street, has a life as complex as one's own, which they are constantly living despite one's personal lack of awareness of it.
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Multi muse blog containing from the law & order universe such as: Olivia Benson, Elliot Stabler & Rafael Barba.
Overwatch: Kiriko Kamori, Olivia Colomar 'Sombra' & Elizabeth Caledonia Calamity 'Ashe'.
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rcsegld · 11 months
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open to: m/nb plot: your muse and alara were subject to an arranged marriage in order to "unite" the families, however your muse has found something that indicates that alara may be working against yours
the tap, tap, tap of her heels as she walked echoed throughout the cavernous hallway. she didn't often venture over to her husband's side of the house. he preferred to be left alone and that suited alara just fine, but they had been due to leave ten minutes ago and she was growing increasingly impatient. "are you ready?" she wanted to know as she opened the bedroom door, knocking only as an afterthought. "what are you doing? we're going to be late."
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insidefantasy · 10 months
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“nobody ever believes me when I'm telling the truth. i guess it's the curse of being a devastatingly beautiful woman.” the young southern belle sighs dramatically, hand falling on her forehead as she pretends to be positively ill at the idea that somebody would consider her untruthful. blanche's bright blue eyes shining almost teasingly at the person in front of her. "but you believe me, don't you, darling? you must! i wouldn't tell a lie about something like this! why, in fact, it would be against the devereaux code of honor. and a devereaux would know better than to ever go against it."
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expiredthrill · 11 months
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summer went away and still, the yearning stayed. she plays it cool with the best of them. august hart was NOTHING if not popular, she was the golden child, little miss PERFECT. and she had risked losing it all for somebody who changed their mind. the last thing she was going to do now was add fuel to fire by saying something stupid or out of e m o t i o n ( she wonders if stupidity and emotion go hand in hand?). she knows the rumors have spread throughout their school --- stories of her summer LOVE ( could she even call it that?) had been heard directly from the school gossip inez. usually, it would be foolish to believe a word she says, but this time it had been TRUE. "if you're looking to get more i n f o r m a t i o n out of me, you can turn the other way. i'm not keen on feeding into petty stories."
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devthspoet · 2 months
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devthspoet an independent muse blog for an original character. conjured by mars ( she/her, 30 ), 21+ minors dni. •☽ ──── his eyes resembled the darkest of skies. a study in witchcraft, generational rage, baring a mothers grief, keeping the forests secrets, the beauty of death, religious trauma, and cryptic dreams.
pinterest / aesthetics / musing / playlist / visage
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☽⛥☾ this is an original character of my own creation that ive had for about a year now. he has mostly been on rp.me under an old name, nero. there are several different influences that played a part in his creation such as his band which is inspired by the hex girls from scooby doo. i in no way own any of them nor am i affiliated with bad omens or my characters faceclaim noah sebastian.
☽⛥☾ there can be some dark and sometimes triggering themes in my writing, all of which will be tagged accordingly. this is a 21+ blog so if you are underage please do interact with me.
☽⛥☾ im not too familiar with tumblr rp, im still in the process of learning so please be patient with me. my replies may sometimes be formatted but in no way do i expect others to do the same. for the most part i am low activity/low maintenance. real life will always come first but i will be here when i am able to be. dont hesitate to send me asks or random starters/banter. discord can be available upon request.
☽⛥☾ i only ship with my writing partner so i do ask that you keep any potential connects platonic. i have no interest in shipping outside of her so please respect that. i am open to any other connections you want to throw at me.
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antiquatedmagic · 1 year
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"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
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there's nothing like screaming into the abyss to get your frustrations out, huh?
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galahadsboy · 6 months
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Muse: Rokk
Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works
Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate
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"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.
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melamemea · 11 months
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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.
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Open Starter (Females only)
Open to Everyone (Mutuals and Non- Mutuals)
Connection - Friend, ex girlfriend, ex wife, colleague, ex lover, lover, sister of colleague.
Plot - Luca has returned home to find his wife in bed with another man and during a confrontation with her, she's lashed out and injured him (isn't the first time) and demanding a divorce and reveals that their expected child isn't his. But the female coming to his rescue, he ends up putting the moves on her.
Trigger warnings - Domestic violence, affairs, violence, angst and drama.
Luca had found himself in a bar, sporting a busted lip and a black eye as he held the glass of ice to his head and finished another beer. He could smell her perfume as soon as she walked into the bar and it got stronger as she drew closer, not even bothering to look up at her. "This you coming to say i told you so?"
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euaphora · 5 months
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Twt links with girls getting eaten out?
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euaphoru · 4 months
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looking over your guy best friends bulge when he wear gray sweatpants!
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typing away at your phone while ranting to your best friend about the guy you met last night who had been rubbing all up on you, you didn’t realize your other one was eavesdropping into the conversation you were having— how could he not when she was on speaker and you were geeking all over.
he shook his head and pushed himself back onto the couch and focused back into his game while letting out a scoff to your earlier comment, what he didn’t pick up on this time was when he was manspreading you accidentally took a double take but quickly looked away and jolted up form your set before thinking anything intimate of your guy best friend since childhood, he looks away from the t.v, waiting for his monitor to come on soon — but all he could think about was the way your hips swayed so effortlessly, the fat of your recoil only making it worse for his boner growing right in his pants.
Before you both know it, the tension between the two of you was so obvious you couldn’t pull back on the urge to rock your hips on his clothed bulge and rubbing against. How bad he wanted to his breathing deepened as he listens to the squelching coming from your cunt. He felt the pain of his cock in need of your walls to squeeze him so tight to the point where it would chop his cock off his body. Although the sound of gaining insane pleasure was also debating.
His throbbing veins felt like popping out from the grip he had on your hips, “keep rolling those hips for me like the cock whore you are..” he smirked, harshly slapping your ass making you jolt up while scratching his biceps, “that hurts so bad, don’t do that to me.”
“I think—s-shit feels so goood!..!” You whine out with a little laugh at the end, making him smile before grabbing at your hair to make a sloppy ponytail. Pulling at it, causing you to hiss when your scalp hurt only for him to ease you down with a passionate kiss on your soft lips.
The sounds of your pussy squelching sent straight to his dick, making him throb. “Can you fuck yourself so more on your cock, pretty girl?” He grunted in between his lips, feeling you pump yourself on his cock like a fleshlight.
“Y-you don’t say…fuck!—, best friends don’t say that to each other!” you cry out to him, tears falling from your eyes down to your cheeks making his cock twitch inside you with your current face, which is now hiding in his neck, “let me see you, don’t hide from me now Y/N.”
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insidefantasy · 10 months
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"i keep telling myself one day i'll forget about it, even knowing it's probably not true." because how can you forget about something like that? forget about the grief and pain of seeing the people you love slowly being killed off one by one. no, as much as she tried to pretend it didn't happen brooke maddox would be haunted by it until the day she died. she could attempt to drown it out with alcohol or parties or sex but she'd never be able to forget (she'd still try, though).
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dollecitta · 6 months
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𝑪𝑼𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑹𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑺 + 𝑺𝒀𝑴𝑩𝑶𝑳𝑺 ─ as someone who's always found it extra unnecessary but fun to have custom, cute tags for my blogs, here are a few custom ideas for you! you do not have to credit me, but please don't steal or repost (: a like or a reblog goes a long way!
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𝐂𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐒
﹕ ⌗ 𐫱⠀ ୨⠀ ⋆⠀ ﹫ 𓂅⠀.  .   ˚ . ↷ ・ ୧ 𖥸 ও ♡ 𖣠 ✿ ❛ ଓ ❜   ❟ ꒰   ꒱ ✧ Ꮺ ₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ ✢ ∫ ∬ — ➷ ﹖ !﹟ ◞ ◟ ◝ ◜ ┆ ५ ꒳ ✹ ᆞ ★ ﹏ ꧕ ╱ ܓ   〣  ꜜ 、˖ ָ࣪ ❅ 𖧧   ఇ - ̗̀ ̖́- ♥︎ ❥ ❤︎ 𖥻 ෆ ꩜ ⸙ ˖ ࣪ ˖  ╳ ❝ ❞ ⊹ ꛁ ꢂ
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anahilation · 5 months
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˙ ˖ ✶ ANAHILATION GRAPHIC TEMPLATE #001 — love countdown !!
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feel free to edit however you like for personal use. please do not redistribute, claim as your own, or sell to others.
credit is not necessary, but always appreciated! a like & reblog if you're using is the cherry on top. and also feel free to mention me, i'd love to see what you come up with <3
my askbox is always open for any questions or suggestions on resources.
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antiquatedmagic · 1 year
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she’s woken up more than a few nights in a row drenched in sweat and shaking with fear as memories of her last few months repeat themselves over and over in her dreams. this particular night she has decided to escape from her chambers, moving through the halls of the great school that she had found herself calling home. unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like she’s alone, she hears footsteps approaching and braces herself, trying to blend in with her surrounding as much as possible, although she fears she’s already been caught. 
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