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theantiherox · 1 year
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Test muse: Isabella Jones
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I’d love some threads for this little minx.
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Open Thread
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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bcrnyours · 10 months
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open to m
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"Cherry pie is good." Paige lets a smile come across her lips as she leans against the counter, closer to the man as if disclosing a secret "But my favorite is creme pie. Maybe you and I can make one sometime."
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oneinnocentprincess · 3 months
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open to: m / f / nb possible connections: criminal, staff/servant/maid, knight, royal, etc.
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The princess had settled in for the night after a long bath in her grand tub. Her maids had advised her to be more cautious when roaming her room unclothed, but she found no harm in it whatsoever. After all, who could see her from such a high of a view? Just like any other night, she left her window cracked open, welcoming in the cool breeze of the night. She wore her standard undergarments and a pastel pink nightgown that night. It did not take long for her to fall asleep in her luxurious bed…however later in the night, she heard a strange noise in her room. What could it possibly be?
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takeurpickindie · 4 months
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open to: f / nb 21+ - blanca and y/m have been on a few dates and are really hitting it off, when blanca feels she has to come clean about her hobby/side job...
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"wait, wait, before... before we continue," blanca said and looked at the other. "i really, really like you and i think you like me too, so... i think it's only fair that i tell you where i am on the weekends." she told them. "so, i... have another income, derived from an interest i have. i am... a switch, in bdsm terms and i get paid to dom people or to submit to them in a sex club. so, before you even think about pursuing a relationship with me, i need you to know that. i... am not at a point where i want to stop doing that, and it is something i need in a relationship as well. i wanted you to know, so you can make a decision on whether or not to go further with me with all the information about me." she said, knowing she was rambling a bit but she had to tell them.
she had talked about her work in the bookstore of her grandmother but this job? well, she had kept that to herself.
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courtesons · 3 months
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open to: males (bottom or verse muses)
scenario: your muse is being mistreated/harrassed/abused by another guy and Owen intervenes in quite an intense way. The guy could be an ex, a current partner, a dominant in a kink club, a pimp if your character is involved in that work, a stranger or something else entirely. The location is also entirely up to you. (please check rules)
Owen could always spot this sort of thing a mile away. The sight of an abusive dynamic from the way the victim would be hunched in on themselves, the fear in their eyes and just the leering presence of the culprit. His suspisions only grew greater when he began to move closer and could see what was happening clear and hear what was being said. Perhaps some would find it ironic that a crime boss would oppose such a dynamic but Owen has his own morals and it was fairly clear cut what he had to do in this instance.
Grabbing the culprit from behind, towering over them as he forced their arm all the way behind their back - not quite enough to break anything but the pain would be intense and the message would be clear. "Before I decide what exactly to do with you, I have a couple of questions" He said calmly - his deep voice rumbling in his chest as his eyes fell on to the the victim of this alteraction. "Do you know this man?" He questioned calmly - a patient look on his face despite keeping the cursing, struggling scum under his grip. "Tell me what happened".
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lustsfvls · 5 months
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❝YOU OWE ME A SHIT ton of money. haven't you run out of excuses?❞ annoyance was clear in raven's voice as he spoke. it was mostly on him for letting her get away with it. she always had the right timing getting all dolled up. he had to give it to her. she was good at predicting the day that he'd come visit to ask her for payment.
– muse: raven miller / casino-hotel owner & drug dealer / 40-45 – open to: f / nb (25+) – plot: your muse owes him money (either from buying drugs or gambling in the casino - up to you)
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carnclwish · 9 hours
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open starter. muse: aiden murray, late 40s, teacher/professor plot: your muse has been trying to seduce aiden for a long time now and he finally is unable to resist them any longer. open to: all genders (younger prefered), all kinks/taboo/connections welcome and encouraged.
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He had spent the past few months being strong. God knows they didn't make it easy for him. There was absolutely no denying that Aiden was attracted to them, a lot even, but they had always been so off limits for him - but he had reached a breaking point as it seemed. "You really shouldn't be here," he murmured but made absolutely no attempt to send them away. Not when they walked up to him like this, so invitingly. He should tell them no, should tell them that they couldn't, that it was wrong, but all he did was lean back in his seat, watching them and subconsciously inviting them.
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lusteddesires · 2 months
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“An innocent thing like you has no right being anywhere near me.”
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libraryofdesire · 3 months
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🌻 open to: females. 🌻 connection: young wife/girlfriend, daughter, step daughter, sister in law. 🌻 muse: theodore "theo" edwards. 55-60. dominant. heterosexual. retired cop. protective & controlling.
"and what time do you call this?"
the placement of theodore's armchair in the front room is a strategic one. good view of the television, but also near the front door, allowing him to hear every squeak of the floor board or jingle of keys at the front door. if she thought she was being subtle, she wasn't. he'd agreed to let her go out if she came back by curfew. he had thought he'd be reasonable, treat her to a night with her friends because she had behaved lately. that had clearly been a mistake, as eleven pm had come and gone. he could have predicted this, really, give the girl an inch and she'll take a mile but was it so wrong that he wanted to have some faith in his girl? apparently so.
he lifted the remote, lowering the volume of the sitcom that was blaring in the background, eyes not leaving her, scanning the outfit that she had insisted on wearing, as his fingers remained curled tightly around his whiskey glass.
"don't ignore me, young lady."
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thefcw · 13 days
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Open to: m Based on this: x Connection: anyone she would trust but not parent! (Stepbrother, uncle, cousin, close family friend).
Although Laura was raised in a very sheltered environment it didn’t mean the real world wouldn’t catch up with her eventually. From a strict private school to only girls high school Laura had always been under a watchful eye and due to traditional values in the family befriending men wasn’t exactly approved of. Family and family friends were fine, any man who didn’t know her parents first weren’t allowed in her life. Not that she sought them out to begin with.
Being a young adult and having some more freedom she was exposed to somewhat different environments and people, along with shameless men thinking yelling weird things at her would somehow make them interesting. ‘Lips like that should be giving me a bj!’ so far was the strangest thing she’d heard and it bothered her. It was stewing in her mind for days and it wasn’t until she was alone with him, her arms wrapped around his arm as they sat on the couch, “What’s a bj?”
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sirensinxs · 2 months
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Open to males
Plot: Alice is a university professor and one of her students has confessed to having feelings for her, he's been persistent about it. At first, she rejected him, saying it was wrong, but lately, she's been having second thoughts.
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“Okay, class, that’s all for today. You’re dismissed. Enjoy the weekend, and don’t do anything you’ll regret later,” Alice joked with them and chuckled softly as they started to leave. “Can you go to my office now? I’d like to discuss a few things with you,” She said looking directly at one of the students. Grabbing her things, she left the class and walked towards her office, checking over her shoulder to see if the boy was coming with her. Soon enough they were inside her office and the door was locked. Alice was nervous. It was written all over her face as she walked towards her desk to leave her things there. She had never felt anything like it for a student before, and it’s been tough resisting him all this time, but he was persistent. She had to give him that. The older woman turned to him, looking into his eyes, and slowly walked in his direction. “There are rules in the university,” She pointed out seriously. “But you already knew that when you decided to let your professor know how you felt,” Alice stood in front of him, just a couple of inches away from his body.
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bcrnyours · 11 months
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Open to M
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A whimsical soul with a destination that led to nowhere in particular. Bridget was making it up on the way. Getting in the car with a stranger probably wasn't the best of ideas but she didn't care. "Hey, mister, could I catch a ride?"
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migueloharassin · 9 months
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✞✟𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖗✟✞
✟𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔬✟
Miguel was still not as experienced in faith as he wished he was. He wanted to be so deep in it... Soaked with it... Filled with it. He wanted to feel the strength coming into his body, piercing through it, spreading across his skin. He wanted his heart to beat along to the harmony of it. To never lose the right path.
But for long months now he felt lost... He doubted in any signs coming to him. He was alone. He had no one... No one. The brothers of his - other deacons, were not enough to him. He wanted more... He was greedy... Selfish maybe. Everyday he apologized for it, kneeling in front of the cross, almost crying as he held his hands clasped together, leaning his forehead on them. He muttered the quiet apologies, taking his time with every confession. He wanted to be close to Him. But He was far away... Distant from Miguel who felt desperate to become someone even better.
Even that one day wasn't different. Once the church was empty - he stayed, still dressed in the beautiful, green and golden robes, whispering the pleads for help in his never ending travel through loneliness. His hands shook softly, brows furrowed as he closed his eyes to maybe... See something. See the vision that the God would send him. But his preaching stopped once he heard someone sitting next to him. The person he hadn't seen in the church at all... And it's been a year since he was there. The smooth lines of their jaw. Their troubled eyes.
His posture relaxed just slightly as he decided to speak up quietly, hoping to not startle the young person. "May I help in any way?"
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sxlcst · 1 month
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open to: f muse: atlas ( gang leader ) theme: dark taboo, heavily dark and mature themes.
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" you seem a little lost. " baffled as to why she was here. " what's the matter baby you look like you got something to say but you're too scared to say it. " the young male smirked only to then turn his neck and glance over his shoulder at his group of male friends who chuckled and laughed. the group were a ' gang ' who hung underneath the boardwalk at night when the carnival would be closing however during the time the carnival was open they would hassle and sometimes even assault couples taunting and mocking them.
atlas looked back at her with lust in his eyes as they wandered down the person's figure deducing that she might have been one of the people he might have picked on earlier that evening and maybe she had a boyfriend who was too chicken shit to come down here himself. " you're biggest mistake was coming down here to the lions den princess. " he snickered with atlas now having the wicked intent to capture her and use her for his own entertainment.
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screamiingsiilence · 1 month
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open to: males & females
connection: ex, friend's boyfriend/girlfriend, someone she had an affair with etc.
do not like my starters
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"we are not doing this," stated everly the moment she realized they were approaching. she had known they might be at the event. she had only agreed to go because her friend had given her a huge guilt trip. mostly because of how she had been working far too much. she forced herself to take a few sips of champagne," i told you before that it was a mistake and that mistakes are not meant to be repeated so lets just forget it, okay?"
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