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soulofapatrick · 1 year
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Accidental Admittance - Derek Hale x Reader
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Summary: You ask Derek to fake date you and it breaks all self-control he has
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Warnings: none
Y/N’s POV
I was so goddamn stupid, what made me say that? What made me lie to Greenberg about having a boyfriend? About having Derek Hale as my boyfriend? God fucking damn it, me and my panic brain and my stupid, stupid heart aching for the damn alpha. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!
I’m arriving back to the Hale house too soon, having skipped school not wanting to face Greenberg today. I fired a message to Stiles telling him I wasn’t feeling too good and now I’m back here, my stomach is rumbling and I’m feeling so anxious that I know Derek can smell it from inside. The only thing I can smell with my dull human senses is the familiar scent of the surrounding woods, quickly replaced by something delicious when I open the door, throwing my bag to the side and toeing my shoes off. 
Derek’s in the kitchen, stood in front of the hob, back to to me but from the way his head raises slightly in know he can sense my presence there. He doesn’t move, waiting for me to speak and tell him why I’m home at lunchtime and why I probably reek of anxiety. Damn werewolves and their super senses. It makes me take a hesitant step into the kitchen, my gaze fixed on Derek ’s back. His bread shoulders and strong posture makes him appear even more intimidating, but I know he’s not as unapproachable as he seems.
Taking a deep breath I rather my courage and clear my throat, “Der,” I call softly, knowing he already knows I’m here but it feels weird starting a conversation with him without making my presence known like you normally would with others. He turns slightly, kaleidoscope eyes meeting mine and there’s a flicker of concern in his gaze, “I did a boo-boo.” I don’t know why I say it like that but it makes Derek visibly soften even more as he reaches for my hand and pulls me over to him. His hands grasp my hips and he’s lifting me to sit on the counter next to him so he can keep cooking. 
“What happened?” Derek asks, his voice gentle yet filled with curiosity but all I can focus on his the way his touch sends a jolt of warmth through me, going straight to my cheeks. I try to ignore it, trying to focus on the delicious smell of whatever he’s cooking on the stove, “What kind of boo-boo?” Derek asks, capturing my chin between his thumb and forefinger. 
“Greenberg was bothering me and I may have blurted out that I have a boyfriend…” I fiddle with my hands, not wanting to meet his gaze as I’m going to have to emphasise the fact it wasn’t just a boyfriend I said but the very man in front of me is who I said. I have to take a deep breath, mustering up the courage to continue. I can feel Derek’s intense gaze on me, thumb gently caressing my chin as he waits for me to speak. There’s a mixture of curiosity and concern in his eyes, making it even harder to meet his gaze, “Wellll…. I may have said your name…” I finally admit, my voice barely above a whisper. 
Derek’s grip on my chin tightens ever so lightly, drawing my attention to his eyes. His expression having shifted from curiosity to surprise, and I swear I see a flicker of something else in his gaze - a spark, a hint of possibility. 
“My name?” He speaks softly, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and amusement and I’m nodding, feeling a rush of embarrassment wash over me. His gaze lingers on me, his eyes searching for something. I can’t quite decipher the emotions swirling within him, but I hold my breath as I wait for his response. It feels like forever before Derek’s lips curl into a small, almost imperceptible smile. He leans closer, his breath warm against my ear, “Alright,” He whispers, his voice sending shivers down my spine, “I’ll be your boyfriend.” 
Relief washes over me, and a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. I finally dare to meet his gaze, finding a warmth and understanding that makes my heart skip a beat and I know he hears from the way his lips quirk a little as he goes back to stirring the sauce in the pan. His left hand intertwines with mine, letting me trace gentle circles on his palm, feeling the texture of his skin beneath his fingertips. The simple act of touching him bringing a sense of comfort and connection, igniting a spark of something more than just a pretend relationship. 
I watch him with admiration as he effortlessly moves around the kitchen, his movements graceful and precise, captivating to witness the way he handles each ingredient, his focus unwavering despite our conversation and the fact we’re currently officially, unofficially, dating. The aroma of the food fills the air, blending with the soft sounds of sizzling and the clinking of utensils against pots. I lean in closer, inhaling deeply, my senses heightened in the presence of the man I have been in love with since I met him almost five years ago. There was just something beyond his suggest exterior and brooding demeanour that drew me in, a depth in his eyes, the way they hold a mixture of pain, strength and vulnerability that speaks volumes. Derek is a man of few words, but his actions speak louder than anything he could ever say. He has faced unimaginable loss and heartache, yet he continues to fight for those he cares about, never giving up. It's his unwavering loyalty and protectiveness that has always captivated me, making me feel safe and cherished in his presence. Underneath his tough exterior, Derek has a heart that beats with compassion and tenderness. He may not always express it in words, but his gestures, his touches, and his unwavering support tell me everything I need to know. He has a way of making me feel seen, understood, and loved in a way that no one else ever has. 
And when Derek looks at me, really looks at me, it's as if he sees all of me—the flaws, the insecurities, and the scars—and he still cares about me despite it all. He’s glancing at me out of the corner of his eye, a faint smile playing on his lips, “You know,” He finally speaks, voice low and velvety, “If we’re going to do this boyfriend act, we might as well make it convincing.” 
I just raise an eyebrow at him, “And how do you propose we do that?” I ask, my voice coming out a little breathier than I intend as he turns the stove off and set the pots of food aside so they won’t burn. His kaleidoscope eyes never leaving mine as he steps closer, slotting himself between my legs, hands on my thighs as he closes the distance between us until I can his warm breath against my skin. 
His hands slide from my thighs to cup my cheeks, touch gentle and electrifying, “Like this,” He murmurs, lips inching closer until they finally meet mine in a kiss that sets my heart ablaze. It’s soft, yet brimming with a fierce longing and desire. There’s a gentle urgency in the way our lips move together, as if we’ve been holding back for far too long and are finally giving into the magnetic pull between us. Derek’s lips are warm and inviting, melding perfectly with mine as they move in a dance of passion and tenderness. His hands remain of my cheeks. His touch both grounding and electrifying. As the kiss deepens, his thumbs trace soothing circles along my jawline, sending shivers down my spine, every brush of his lips against mine feels like a sweet surrender. There’s a rawness to the kiss, an unspoken acknowledgement of the emotions that have been brewing between us for so long, a Monet of vulnerability. 
We eventually break apart, our lips reluctantly parting, but the connection between us remains unbreakable. Our breaths mingle, and our foreheads rest against each other, a shared moment of bliss and understanding. It’s a little overwhelming and Derek can feel it all as his gaze falls to mine again, pulling me forwards into a hug where he smooths down my hair and coos out a soft, “I’ve got you.” 
I rest my head against Derek’s chest, enveloped in his strong embrace, I’m captivated by his scent - an intoxicating blend that seems to scream everything Derek. A subtle hint of woodsmoke lingers in the air intermingled with a delicate freshness you can only get after a downpour and finally something citrusy like subtle notes of orange. It’s heady and confusing and makes me a little lightheaded to the point I’m gripping the front of his shirt like a lifeline and there’s a rumble coming from deep within his chest as if the wolf inside him is purring. It’s a primal sound and I’m not going to admit it does something to me, heading straight between my thighs and a whine leaves my throat when he finally pulls away. 
Derek’s hands slowly release their hold on me, reluctantly pulling away from our embrace, gaze lingering on my face for a moment longer, filled with a mixture of tenderness and desire, before he breaks the spell and dislodges himself from between my legs to turn his attention back to the meal he was preparing. He expertly plates up the delicious meal he had been cooking, arranging the savoury aromas on the plates with precision. The tantalising scents waft through the air, mingling with the remnants of our shared moment, creating an atmosphere that is both comforting and enticing. 
“Come on baby, let’s eat first, I can hear your stomach rumbling already.” He leans over, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before leading the way to the living room. He doesn’t look back once as if he knows I’ll be following him and fuck me, he’s right. 
I’d follow him anywhere. 
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flytoinfinityy · 2 months
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ACTIVE 2-19-24
Looking for active TEEN WOLF roleplayers.
I'm looking for CannonxOc with me in the FEMALE role.
If you're looking to double I'd need heavy persuasion. I've been burned SO many times with the lack of equality.
I'm looking for someone 25+.
Comfortable with drama of all kinds and taboo subjects.
I'm looking for someone familiar with playing Derek Hale AND Scott McCall. They will be paired against my female POC OC.
3rd person or 1st. I'm flexible.
I won't accept anything less than a paragraph, However, I do like text roleplays from time to time and I'm all about quality over quantity.
Dark/mature themes will be present but I will respect your limits and triggers.
Please be comfortable with drama of all kinds. Fluff all the time gets boring. It's a plus if you've written drama before and enjoy it.
Love triangles, cheating, pregnancy, bdsm, ddlg, bad boy, bad girl, mafia, cartel. All examples of the types of drama I like. Please be comfortable with it. I'm not bending on these certain preferences. Thank you!
I'm not ghost friendly, please communicate, we are all adults.
Please be around daily for rapid fire (sometimes stuff happens though. I get it. I'm a wife, preschool teachers aide, and a mom so some days I'm slow at replying as well.)
If you go days without replying, I will lose interest. Please keep that in mind.
I'm in US. Illinois. Prefer someone with my same timezone or similar.
I like a good amount of smut and story so 50/50.
Female background characters are WELCOME. Especially for text rps and besties for my OC.
I like to gush over our ships and talk out of character.
I use discord only.
Please be familiar with tupperbox
If you've made it this far, great! I hope to hear from you soon!
Any questions you have we can discuss on discord!
My discord is: infinityyrp
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shedoesnthaveaclue · 1 year
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Just finished the Teen Wolf Movie and I’m balling my eyes out and I found out they will make 2 more if they get enough subscribers to paramount + from the pull from the movie 🍿 so please everyone go watch it. It’s amazing 🤩
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alexsnerdycorner · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Rating: Mature - Explicit
Warnings and major tags: Eventual Smut, Bisexual Character, Autistic MC
Relationships: Derek/OFC 
Characters: Derek Hale, Rhiannon (OFC)
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lgraewrites · 2 years
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Howl at the Moon now has 6 stories posted.
I hope you enjoy them!
Requests are always open.
Posted on AO3 and WP
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lionlena · 11 months
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We don't love each other (PedroPascalxreader) angst!
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A/N: I can't believe I wrote ANGST. It breaks my heart. All because of this one gif. In my imagination, Tyler looks like Tyler Hoechlin.
Summary: You and Pedro are: friends with benefits, for many years. Your layout is simple and clear. You don't love each other. You're friends on a daily basis, you take care of each other... Sometimes you sleep together. You go on dates with other men and Pedro doesn't mind. Everything is simple until you accidentally hear Oscar say that Pedro loves you. Then you decide to tell him the truth and you ruin everything. 
Warnings: angst!!! smut, mentions of sex, friends with benefits, sad, broken hearts, age difference (reader is 15 years younger than Pedro)
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You thought your arrangement with Pedro was transparent. You were friends with benefits. You two didn't spread it, but your closest friends guessed it.
You met Pedro a few years earlier when his career was just taking off. You liked each other and felt good about each other. You often went to parties together. One day you ended up in bed together. But you and Pedro didn't want something like that to end your friendship. Together, you made the decision to continue your friendship, adding benefits.
Men have needs... Women too.
You had to admit that Pedro was a truly wonderful man, not only in bed, but most of all, out of it. He took cared of you, gave you small gifts and comforted you after a date gone wrong. He was a great friend.
Unfortunately, over time, you realized that you felt something more for him. You really loved him, but you weren't going to tell him that. Pedro has always made it clear, "we don't love each other." He reinforced this position as his career began to take off. You understood and respected it. That's why you dated other men and didn't hide it from Pedro. You didn't sleep with him while you were in a relationship, and he respected that. Sometimes you were a little worried that Pedro rarely dated other women. But you explained it to yourself by his profession. He couldn't risk meeting someone who would announce to the world the next day: I slept with Pedro Pascal and he left me!!! He is an asshole!!!
Well, some women didn't understand that sleeping with a guy doesn't necessarily mean an engagement ring.
Yes, your arrangement with Pedro was clear, transparent and stable. You loved him, secretly, and he... He loved you as a friend. You thought so.
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You were laughing on the phone when Pedro invited you to a party by the ocean that was supposed to last all weekend.
"Are you crazy! Did you really rent beach houses for everyone?"
"I want to celebrate my success! Y/N, you know me. I want everyone to have fun and no one to worry about how to get home."
"Are you suggesting we are going drink a lot?"
"A lot of!"
You both burst out laughing. You really enjoyed Pedro's success. He deserved it. Deserved all the love and attention. You knew what he went through in life. In your eyes, no one deserved it more that him.
"Okay. I think I can take a few days off."
"Wonderful. Just tell me, do you want a cottage for two?"
You bit your lip and started to think. Pedro obviously sensed that something was wrong and immediately asked:
"Hey, what's wrong? Did you and Tyler break up?"
"Uh, no... But things have gotten complicated for the moment and... I'd rather be alone."
"Okay, do you want to talk about it? I know I've been busy lately with The Last of Us , but we're still friends."
You smiled. Pedro was always worried about you, but you didn't want to spoil his mood.
"It's just a simple lovers' quarrel. He'll get over it."
"OK, see you soon."
"Bye, Pedrito."
You hung up and fell onto the couch. You lied when you said it was nothing. The truth was, you screwed everything up. You and Tyler were a couple for over seven months, it was your longest relationship. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Pedro was in Canada on the set of the show and rarely spoke. It was the truth you didn't want to admit. Tyler was handsome, kind, and... He took your relationship very seriously. A month ago at a family dinner, he knelt in front of you with an engagement ring, and you... You said no and ran.
You really didn't know why you did it. Why?! You tried to call Tyler many times and apologize to him, but he didn't answer. You weren't surprised at all. So you texted him explaining that you were just scared. But you knew it was a lie. The truth was, you missed Pedro. For his body, for having sex with him...
You screamed in rage and started throwing yourself on the couch.
After a few minutes, you decided to go through your wardrobe. Why would you care about Tyler when you could be with Pedro again in a few days. Even if he didn't love you, his presence could bring you comfort.
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When you got out of the taxi a week later, you felt like you could breathe again and not think about Tyler.
The driver was just taking out your suitcase when you heard Pedro.
"Y/N!!!"
He ran straight at you and you jumped into his arms. You hugged him tightly and inhaled his scent. God, you finally felt good. You pulled back a bit to get a better look at him. You immediately noticed that he had a little more gray hair, but that only added to his hotness. He was wearing a white t-shirt and blue shorts. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, you could see how his eyes sparkled. You'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it. Pedro really loved see you.
"I missed you" you said and cupped his cheek with your hand.
"Me too," he purred.
"Who is already?"
"Oscar, Sarah, Linda, Thomas, Adam, Helen... And you. My most important guest."
You slapped his chest and pulled away.
"Stop. I know it's only because you haven't had sex."
It was a harmless joke, but you could easily see Pedro tense up.
"Hey, it's a joke... You know, nothing has changed. Our arrangement. Right?"
Pedro shook himself and nodded. He grabbed your suitcase with one hand and wrapped his other around your waist. He leaned his head towards you and whispered in your ear.
"You look lovely in that dress."
You couldn't help the blush that spread across your cheeks.
A few minutes later, Pedro was leaning against the doorframe of your beach house. He watched you unpack your suitcase. You glanced at him and noticed that he was strangely restless.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
"It's more of a question for you." He replied and took a few steps towards you. "We've known each other for over ten years Y/N. We started friendship when you were in your twenties. I know you and I know when you don't tell me everything. Imagine how surprised I was when I called Laura."
You suddenly felt your mouth go dry. Laura was a friend of yours and spoke to you regularly.
"She was very surprised to hear you were going to the party because I quote, Seriously, I thought she was devastated after she turned down Tyler's engagement."
You tried to read Pedro's face, but he was unfazed. You didn't know if he was angry or disgusted with you. You sighed heavily and sat on the bed.
"What do you want to hear, Pedro? I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was a bitch who broke a good guy's heart."
Pedro shook his head and sat next to you. He grabbed your hand and his thumb began to make comforting circles on your skin.
"I just want to know why? What happened between you two? Is it my fault? Is it because of our arrangement?”
You looked at him surprised.
"How did you get that idea? Tyler doesn't know about us. He know we're just friends, so don't blame yourself." You rested your head on his shoulder. "It just freaked me out, you know... His whole family was there. It wasn't fair. Like he thought I was going to say 'yes' for sure if they were looking at me. We haven't even talked about it and he suddenly jumps out with ring. Who does that?"
Pedro put his arm around you and pulled you closer.
"I'm sorry Y/N. I just want you to be happy."
You had to bite your tongue not to reply, "I'm happy. Here and now, with you." Instead, you pulled away from him and smiled.
"Hey, I'm not here to cry. I want to party, dance, drink and hear all the cool stories from the set."
"You want to hear how everyone was looking for me while I was sleeping?"
You started laughing out loud.
"Why doesn't this surprise me? You're the best nap-mate."
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You felt wonderful during the party. You completely forget about Tyler. Pedro's hands on your hips while dancing were enough to make you happy. Everyone was laughing and drinking. When it started to get colder, Pedro lit a fire and you all sat on blankets..
Pedro, of course, was sitting next to you and hugging you. Still, you were shaking.
"Do you want my sweatshirt? I can bring you one." he asked tenderly.
He's always taken such good care of you. You nodded, but before he got up, you yourself were on your feet.
"Wait, I'll go myself. I have to use the bathroom anyway."
"Okay, take which one you want."
You didn't even notice that Oscar was watching the two of you closely.
You used the bathroom and sat on the bed to look through Pedro's suitcase. You felt your phone slip out of your pocket, so you took it out and set it aside. Then you noticed the navy blue sweatshirt Pedro was wearing earlier. You put it on and smiled as you smelled his perfume. When you got back to the fire, you took your seat and started talking to the others. At three o'clock in the morning, everyone was tired and slowly began to return to their temporary homes. You were going to do it too, but not before Pedro hugged you and kissed your head.
"Goodnight, Sunshine."
"Night, Pedrito ."
You gave him one last hug and walked towards your beach house. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Oscar grab Pedro's elbow and pull him aside. You didn't care. They were very close and always had things to discuss.
You threw yourself on your bed with a big smile. You wanted to check your phone when you realized you left it in Pedro's house. You groaned and got up. However, when you were about to enter Pedro, you heard Oscar's voice through the ajar door.
"Dude, you're exaggerating."
"Leave me alone, I didn't do anything. You can see I don't have Y/N here."
You were about to leave when you realized they were talking about you.
Oscar sighed heavily.
"You were about to let it go. You said you'd distance yourself, and what are you doing... You stick to her like a horny teenager during the dance, and then... "You want my hoodie" How old are you?
Your heart was beating like crazy.
"It doesn't mean anything to her anyway and... I just wanted her to have fun and forget about Tyler."
Oscar snorted as if he didn't believe his friend's words at all.
"You have to stop it, Pedro. Loving Y/N is destroying you. You don't date other women. You don't start serious relationships..."
You wanted to keep listening, but Oscar moved closer to the entrance, and you were afraid he'd see you. Besides, you thought you'd heard enough. You decided to go back to your cottage and watch from the window when Oscar left Pedro.
The waiting was a nightmare. You jumped and squealed and bit your lip.
Pedro loved you!!! He loved you!!! You were so happy. You finally can told him the truth. Poor guy thought he meant nothing to you. You had to change it.
As soon as you saw that Oscar left Pedro's cottage, you ran to the mirror. You fixed your hair and makeup. You almost ran outside and in less than five minutes you were on the doorstep of the beach house. You knocked lightly and entered. Pedro was sitting on the bed looking tired. You giggled like a teenager.
"You are not sleep yet, old man?"
He lifted his head and looked at you surprised.
"Y/N, what are you doing here?"
You smiled at him and winked at him.
"I left my phone on your bed while I was getting your sweatshirt."
He turned around and when he saw your cell phone he nodded. You shifted restlessly from foot to foot. You couldn't wait any longer. Maybe it was the alcohol still coursing through your veins, but you just let it out.
"I love you."
"What?"
"I love you Pedro, I..."
Pedro jumped to his feet and shook his head furiously.
"NO!"
You were surprised by the anger you saw in his eyes.
"You're drunk," he growled.
Now you felt angry.
"No more than you," you gasped. "I know what I'm saying and you don't have to hide it anymore. Don't get upset. I accidentally overheard what Oscar was saying."
"You obviously didn't hear everything Y/N. You didn't hear me tell him that I don't want to love you, that it's just a problem..."
You felt like someone had punched you in the face.
"I'm a problem?"
Pedro huffed in annoyance and ran a hand over his face.
"Not you. My love for you is the problem. I'm not in a place where I'm supposed to love someone. Maybe I never will be. You're younger and you live a quiet life with no paparazzi. Do you really want to ruin it all for some fleeting feeling?"
You clenched your hands into fists.
"I've loved you for a long time, you fool!"
"Stop! Why are you ruining everything?! Why did you have to love me back?!"
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 You couldn't believe that the same Pedro who hugged you when you cried was standing in front of you. The same one who brought you coffee in bed and kissed you on the forehead when you fell asleep. A complete stranger was standing in front of you. You couldn't hold back your tears anymore.
Pedro, seeing this, suddenly regained his composure. He looked at you resignedly.
"I'm sorry, Y/N. I never meant to make you cry, but... I really don't want to love you."
He took a step towards you, but you jumped back. You quickly ran to where you left your phone and shouted:
"Leave me! Never come near me again!!!”
Then you just ran out of his beach house and locked yourself in yours. For a while you wondered if Pedro would try to get to you, but apparently he took your words to heart. You cried all night, and in the morning you packed up and called a taxi. By the time everyone woke up, you were already halfway home.
 Only one person saw you leave. His brown and tear-filled eyes watched intently as you disappeared from his life on forever.
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Up all night on another red-eye I wish we never learned to fly Maybe we should just try To tell ourselves a good lie Didn't mean to make you cry Maybe won't you take it back? Say you were tryna make me laugh And nothing has to change today You didn't mean to say "I love you" I love you and I don't want to, ooh
Billie Eilish- I love you (cover/ male version)
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multimusehq · 5 days
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Introductions
Hello, my name is Diane. I am a 32 year old female who uses the pronouns she/her. I've been on this hellsite we call Tumblr for over 10 years now. I've had many urls (and many different mun names) and now I've consolidated all of my muses (past and future) on discord. Here is what I am looking for.
The Basics
- I currently only write on Discord. - I will only write with muns over the age of 21, preferably 25+. - All writing will be on a private server between myself and my partner. I have a server set up with areas for OOC chat, plotting, muse info (yours and mine), inspiration, para threads, text threads, and random oneshots (just in case). - I prefer to write m/f but have written m/m in the past. - I have canon and original characters. - I love to world build. Modern. All Human. Fantasy. - I am also heavily smut motivated when it is incorporated into the plot. - I am also very angst motivated. If it hurts our muses, chances are I want to write it. - I've never really given much thought to FCs I want to use since I just make my characters for myself but I'll have a list soon. - Same with wanted opposites. I'll have a list soon. I'm really open to any FC that is a real person over the age of 21.
Old Accounts
artemisxargent - Allison Argent hydrasperfectweapon - Bucky Barnes noyoumove - Steve Rogers theagecfheroes - Clark Kent defenedarcher - Clint Barton bloodiedballerina - Natalia Romanova illegitimatestark - Jakz Stark (OC Daughter of Tony Stark) drunkhistorybuff - Alaric Saltsman stuckbeingavillain - Enzo St. Claire (TVD) thatdickyvampire - Damon Salvatore
Current Characters
HIGHLY ACTIVE
allison argent︰teen wolf︰FC︰crystal reed bucky barnes︰marvel︰FC︰sebastian stan
EXTREMELY SELECTIVE
frank castle︰marvel︰FC︰jon bernthal steve rogers︰marvel︰FC︰chris evans jaime mcneal︰OC︰FC︰jessica parker kennedy michael keller︰OC︰FC︰clive standen beau sutton︰OC︰FC︰ian bohen
REQUEST ONLY
peter hale︰teen wolf︰FC︰ian bohen lydia martin︰teen wolf︰FC︰holland roden derek hale︰teen wolf︰FC︰tyler hoechlin chris argent︰teen wolf︰FC︰jr bourne clark kent︰dc comics︰FC︰tyler hoechlin chloe sullivan︰smallville︰FC︰chelsea kane
Note: I am willing to create OCs as well, given the chance to world build and get inspiration for them. And that I have a FC we both want!
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nytabycharles · 3 months
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THIAM'S SHIPPERS AUDACITY
I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THE AUDACITY OF THIAM SHIPPERS TO CALL STEREK A PEDO AND TOXIC SHIP WHEN THEIR SHIP IS BASICALLY THE SAME THING
LIAM PUNCHED THE SHIT OUT OF THEO ALL THE TIME AND HE WAS UNDERAGE WHEN THEY MET THE AUDACITY !!! AND AS ALWAYS THEY CAN'T HELP THEIR JEALOUSY/HATRED TOWARDS DYLAN/STILES BUT JUSTIFY TYLER HOECHLIN/ DEREK BECAUSE THEY HAVE A BONER FOR HIM AND ARE MAD BECAUSE WE DON'T CARE ABOUT THEIR SECONDARY FAVES AND THEIR WEIRD SHIPS WITH ACTUAL UNDERAGE PEOPLE LIKE THOSE LIAM/DEREK Y' ALL LOVE TO WRITE AND THOSE RAPING SMUTS WHERE PARRISH, THEO, LIAM OR JACKSON RAPES DEREK
IDGAF, YOU'RE JUST AS NASTY AS THE PEOPLE Y' ALL COMPLAIN ABOUT AND I GOT TIRED OF ALL YOUR RANTS AND INSECURITY ABOUT WHY PEOPLE PREFER OR SEE DYLAN/STILES AS THE MAIN CHARACTER, I'M GOING TO BE JUST AS BAD AS YOU.
AS AB ONCE SAID
"IF YOU'RE BAD, BELIEVE THAT I'M WORSE" THAT WOULD BE MY MOTTO AGAINST YOU
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cafesascha · 1 month
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Oh What a Web We Weave
tyler hoechlin, hay, male, he/they, fighter (rogue) «—◦—→ well met, sascha becker! the godling born child of despoina. it’s been 37 years and now they have answered the song in their veins. can he change the course of history with their adaptability, generosity, focus? or will their jealousy, impulsiveness, impatience hinder them? only time will tell before this godling’s name is sung into myth and legend!
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name: Sascha Becker
nicknames: Sasch, Beck, Becks
date of birth: October 31st, 1986
age: 37
face claim: Tyler Hoechlin
godly parent: Despoina
height: 6’3”
dominant hand: Lefty
education level: Masters of Business Management
occupation: Runs his family’s coffee shop and has an indie true crime podcast on the side
parents: Tony Becker ( father ), Despoina ( mother ), Susan Becker ( step mother )
siblings: James Becker ( little brother ), Amelia Becker ( little sister ),  too many foster siblings to count.
pets: Puck and Titania ( pet cats)
astrological sign: Scorpio sun / Libra moon / Leo rising. 
positive traits: Adaptability / Generosity / Focus 
negative traits: Jealousy / Impulsiveness / Impatience 
habits: Bouncing his leg / Cracking his knuckles / Playing with pens / Being a cup goblin (always has at least four cups of different liquids at any given point)
quirks: Says goodbye three times / Refuses to wear matching socks / Always carries a pack of cloves even though he has never smoked / Sleeps with the AC on even in the middle of winter
pet peeves: Slow walkers / People who chew with their mouths open / People who play music on their phones in public without headphones / People making fun of anyone’s tastes in coffee
hobbies: Puzzles / Reading / Hiking / Swimming / Podcasting / VIdeo Games
sexual orientation: Homosexual
sexual position: Verse
clothing style: Typically Sascha dresses like a stuffy professor. He loves a chunky knit sweater and just general being cozy. That said, he does have plenty of outfits to scandalise the neighbors reserved for the rare occasion that he actually goes out to a bar which typically consists of a jock strap and one of his many harnesses. 
prominent features: Resting Bitch Face, but also a killer smile, thick hair that is always perfectly mussed, giant dick and perky butt.
what were they doing when they hear the song of their godling blood? He was editing his podcast in an absolute panic because it was nowhere near being ready to publish and was supposed to be released in a couple of hours.
class: fighter 
inspirations: Riz Gukgak, The MC from this delightful series of PI smut books whose name I am totally blanking on, Sherlock Holmes
Biography to come
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lustfulheart · 9 months
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INDIE SMUT RP (PLOT CENTRIC) - YOU MUST BE (PREFERABLY) 21+ TO ENTER PLEASE AND THANKS AND (AS OF 7/23/2023) I HAVE SWITCHED TO BETA EDITOR ONLY.
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Welcome everyone to my page! I am a mostly mutuals only blog, but if you see an open in the tags you’re more than welcome to answer it even if we don’t follow each other! Some of the best partners are found that way, but just know I might be selective at times when it comes to muse and such. PLEASE DON’T PESTER ME IF I DO NOT FOLLOW YOU BACK. YOU MAY ANSWER AN OPEN IF YOU SEE ONE, BUT IF I DON’T REPLY PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO GUILT ME. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO DO AS I PLEASE ON THIS BLOG, THE SAME AS YOU DO.
I play both female and male characters (there is an obvious lean towards females) and while I’m not here to say you have to double up with one of my girls to get my guys, just know those threads might come a bit slower at times. I don’t try to drop threads without at least making some sort of PSA post about it though, so keep an eye out for them if I don't come directly to you with it!
When it comes to pairings, all of my men are straight and a majority of my ladies are bisexual! Leading the bulk of my threads to lean either towards m/f or f/f, but at the time of updating this (7/23/2023) I will not be including m/m content on my blog in a sexual sense. I have nothing against it, but I will not write it I am sorry 🖤 When writing a starter though, I will always include the preferences at the top so there is no confusion. 
All standard rules apply here, don't be a dick and we should get along fine. Discord is more likely to be given out to people whom I have plotted with a little bit at least on here already, I just have to know it’s not gonna flop and go nowhere within a day or two. That, and it is now the place where all of my kinkier plots go to be written as to spare the dash as much as possible.
LINKS:
Muses | Banned FC's | Starters | Wanted Opposites | General Plot Wishlist
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Below the cut is my mobile friendly muse list! It will be updated as I continue to expand the roster.
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IF A “⩥” APPEARS NEXT TO THEIR NAME IT MEANS THE MUSE IS ONLY AVALIABLE UPON REQUEST / DEPENDANT UPON THE PLOT AT HAND! (I just simply do not wish to get rid of them entirely, but they are going to be a lower activity muse by default)
LADIES:
Jenny Boyd - Cassie Dunbrow
Ana De Armas - Elena Ortega   “⩥”
Dove Cameron - Bella Grover
Madelyn Cline - Sydney "Syd" Limpkin
Dianna Agron - Violet Monroe   “⩥”
Madelaine Petsch - Kat Hendricks
Grace Van Dien -  Zoey White
Kathryn Newton - Twyla Allen
Zoe Colletti - Liddy Caldwell
Sadie Sink - Kirby Lewis
Holland Roden - Ginny Wallace
Gemma Chan - Mei Lin   “⩥”
Natalia Dyer - Tori Van Dickson   “⩥”
Camila Mendes - Izabel Torres
Ellie Bamber - Madison Penn
Sydney Sweeney - Charlie Kramer
Kaitlyn Dever - Hayley Sumpter   “⩥”
Amy Adams - Lauren Moore
Anne Hathaway - Andrea Fernway
Sarah Rafferty - Monroe Danes
GENTS:
Tyler Hoechlin - Parker Hornsby   “⩥”
Bradley Cooper - Ash Winger
Robbie Amell - Klaus Weber   “⩥”
Idris Elba - Simon Huntsman
Matthew Noszka - Jaxon Krol
Pedro Pascal - Mateo Soto   “⩥”
Dacre Montgomery - Ryker Collymore
Chris Pine - Ethan Sharp
Jason Momoa - Levi Madden “⩥”
Grey Sallow - Ryan Gosling
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flytoinfinityy · 2 years
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On the hunt for 18+ but preferably 21+ roleplay.
For starters, I am a female and prefer female partners. I'm well over 21 so mature/dark themes will be involved. Which is why I prefer 21+. Smut, kids, pregnancy, kinks, all that Will be involved.
I'm married and a mom, life comes first sometimes. Most days Im pretty active, but if life happens and I get busy, I can at least promise to post at least once a day (If our time zones are different) but if we are in similar zones, you'll get a few replies that day!
I do like rapid fire on days when I'm not busy! So I hope you have a pretty open schedule as well!
I am NOT ghost friendly. We're adults. Be straight up, communicate, let's talk about it and try to work it out or just part ways respectfully. No one should ever second guess their writing because someone decides to ghost them. It's not a good feeling at all, and honestly makes you as a person look shitty.
Writing style. I can do 3rd person or 1st person. Whichever you prefer.
I give at least 2 paragraphs a reply and expect the same.
Text style rps will be included as well.
I double only. It's fair that way and I expect the same effort I give.
Though these days I prefer the female role for justified reasons.
Please be comfortable with POC and LGBTQ. We aren't judgmental or racist over here.
Please be comfortable with most forms of drama, SMUTTY SCENES, and have little to no limits/triggers.
(I'll respect them if you have them though)
My only limits and HARD NO's are Pedophilia, incest and bathroom play. My IRL morals aren't effected by a fictional story though.
Now for the fun part.
I'm looking for 1 fandom in particular.
☆Teen Wolf— Since the movie is coming soon, I'm feeling all of my old muse for this fandom and I never want to let it die. — I'm looking for someone to play Derek Hale, Peter Hale and Scott McCall for my Female Hispanic OC.
I play as Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Brett Talbott, Mason Hewitt, Isaac Lahey and Theo Raeken for anyone wanting one of them since again, WE WILL BE DOUBLING.
At the moment I'm not interested in any original content UNLESS you can provide me with a werewolf OC using Tyler Hoechlin as the FC.
Thank you for taking the time to read this! Conract information is below!
Telegram: @Sunburburks
Discord: ToInfinityyy#3748
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 7 months
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All I Need Is Hope
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/mfxpWln by JayyVon699 Moving to Smallville with two 9 year-olds was a huge change for their family. Luckily, the boys take to the move like Champs. However, Clark and Eris never expected all of the hurtles that would be thrown their way. Words: 8277, Chapters: 6/40, Language: English Fandoms: Superman & Lois (TV 2021), Superman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Original Characters, Jonathan Kent, Jordan Kent, Lana Lang, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson Relationships: Clark Kent/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Family Feels, Sweet, Superman Played by Tyler Hoechlin, Clark Kent is Superman, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Romantic Comedy, Romantic Fluff, Best Friends, Twins, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hope read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/mfxpWln
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ambear9 · 1 year
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Okay, just to test waters before making a prompt... What kinds of pairings you write, and the ones you would never write? Kinks? You only write smut? (Any problem with that, i love smut more than anything hahaha)
I only write Sterek and Chuck/Casey
And I've written Ian Bohen/Tyler Hoechlin for someone that wasn't posted
I've thought about writing Chris/Peter or Chris/Derek and mayyybe Stiles/Peter
I won't do incest or underage or non-con.
and I'll only do m/m
I usually only write and post M or E rated fics because that's all I read and also seems to be what most people want but I'll write whatever.
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lionlena · 11 months
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We don't love each other (PedroPascalxreader) angst! Part II
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A/N: I can't believe I wrote ANGST. It breaks my heart. All because of this one gif. In my imagination, Tyler looks like Tyler Hoechlin.
Summary:  You and Pedro are: friends with benefits, for many years. Your layout is simple and clear. You don't love each other. You're friends on a daily basis, you take care of each other... Sometimes you sleep together. You go on dates with other men and Pedro doesn't mind. Everything is simple until you accidentally hear Oscar say that Pedro loves you. Then you decide to tell him the truth and you ruin everything.
Warnings: angst!!! smut, mentions of sex, friends with benefits, sad, broken hearts, age difference (reader is 15 years younger than Pedro)
A/N: This part is shorter and please... Don't be angry. I know some of you want a happy ending and I promise you will get it, but not yet.
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Part II
It is said that mourning has 5 stages. Of course you knew Pedro was alive, but you felt you had lost him forever. So you started going through each stage one by one.
1. Denial
That's what you felt right after the fight with Pedro, when you cried alone. You didn't believe what he said. He was just drunk and didn't mean it at all. It was the alcohol fault.
You knew it was a lie. You've seen him drunk many times. He was the type to just get sleepy and cuddle more. He was never aggressive and was always aware of what he was saying.
2. Anger
You felt it as soon as you entered the house. You threw your suitcase furiously against the wall and started screaming.
How the fuck was he dare acting like this?! Fucking selfish. His age argument was ridiculous. The difference between the two of you wasn't that large. You were an adult. Damn, you were a mature woman! Leave that point for Leonardo!
And his fucking fame! There have been times in the past that your photos have appeared on gossip sites. You didn't care too much about it. But maybe it was him, he didn't want to ruin his image with someone like you.
3. Bargaining
Once you had calmed down, you sat down on the couch and while you drank another glass of wine, you began to analyze everything. It didn't have to be the end. You don't have to love him and he doesn't have to love you. You can still be friends without sex... Or with sex. Sometimes. Once a year. For so many years your system has been running like a well-oiled machine. You can still undo everything, right? If only you'd stayed at the door a few minutes more. If you had heard Pedro's whole conversation with Oscar.
4. Depression
You decided to spend all your holiday crying. For three days you lay on the couch and hardly moved. A pile of used tissues has gathered around you. There were two empty wine bottles and an ice cream wrapper under the table. There was a pile of dirty dishes in the sink. But you really didn't care. You wanted to disappear. Just turn to dust like the people in "Avengers: Infinity War" after Thanos snapped his fingers.
You remembered how you made Pedro watch all the Marvel movies with you. He was teasing you so much about your crush on Captain America.
"You'll see, one day, I'll deliberately star in some movie with Chris Evans  to make you die of envy!"
Another loud sob escaped your lips. You were about to hide under the blanket when the doorbell rang. You were surprised. You didn't order food, you didn't wait for anyone... Your heart jumped like crazy.
It's Pedro! Of course "your" Pedro would come to you eventually. You quickly ran to open the door and your heart dropped to your feet.
"Ty?"
"Hey, Y/N." Your ex-boyfriend looked worried at you. "Can I go in?"
You were so shocked that you just shrugged and let him in. You sat on the couch and watched Tyler. The man scanned your living room and finally sat down on the coffee table, across from you.
"Y/N are you okay?"
You swallowed the lump in your throat. You just didn't believe it was Tyler. And of course he had to be nice and worry about you. What did you expect? You've been together for seven fucking months.
"What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to apologize to you."
You raised your eyebrows in surprise. You were even more surprised when Tyler grabbed your hands.
"I understand that my proposal might have overwhelmed you. I shouldn't have done it like this. You had the right to feel pressured. I'm so sorry Y/N. I would have come earlier if I had known you were suffering so much."
One sec! Tyler thought your current state was the result of breaking off an engagement. Oh shit! Did he really have to pick the worst moment of your life? You felt like someone hit you on the head, with a hammer.
"Yes?" you asked with weak voice.
"Yes, baby. I'm not angry anymore. I missed you so much."
"Yes?"
Your brain has really stopped working. Tyler unfortunately found it cute and chuckled slightly.
"Yes! We've had so many wonderful moments. How about starting over? Slower this time. Maybe instead of getting engaged, you'd agree to move in together. But I'm not pushing. No pressure this time."
You nodded your head and just like that you were pushed into stage 5: acceptance.
You've lost Pedro. He will never come back to you. You couldn't turn Tyler down again. You had to come to terms with the idea that you would end up with someone you couldn't love. For the rest of your life. At least you won't be alone.
With Tyler's help, you cleaned the apartment and agreed to go for a walk with him because he said the fresh air would do you good. As you walked down the street with him and holding his hand, you still felt a huge emptiness in your chest. That's when you realized you'd never make it to Stage 5. You'd stay "depressed" forever.
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(Pedro pov )
1. Denial
As Pedro stood on the beach and watched your taxi vanish into the horizon, he just couldn't believe it. All night he denied everything. It didn't happen. He misunderstood you. You didn't mean it. You were drunk. Only he knew you and knew you were serious. Both about loving him and about to leave you alone.
2. Anger
He wiped his tears furiously. Why did he have to be so stupid?! Why did he have to screw everything up? He didn't want to yell at you, he didn't want to break your heart, and most of all, he didn't want you to leave. And at the same time, he had enough. He hated every guy he had to share your lips with. He hated it when you came back to him for another dose of love. For years he told himself he could handle it. That it's better in this way. You didn't love him and you deserved someone better.
He was so consumed with anger that he didn't notice Oscar standing beside him. Well, his friend really had no timing.
"Hey man, what happened?"
Pedro glared at him angrily.
"It just fucking happened that you had to pick the worst possible day to talk about morality!"
"Whoa, slow down!"
Oscar held his hands up, but Pedro continued to press against him.
"Y/N overheard us! She came to me at night and confessed that she loved me, and I..." His voice broke. "I yelled at her... I told her I didn't want to love her..."
"Then why the fuck are you mad at me?! Remember what I told you when I  discovered you have agreement with her?"
"That it's sick and we're both going to suffer."
"Exactly! And now you're standing here taking your anger out on me. I didn't come up with this! You guys got yourself into this. It's not my fault you don't know what you want. How I was supposed to know she loved you... Ok, sometimes I suspected it, but..." Oscar sighed heavily as he saw his friend crying. He pulled Pedro into a hug. "I'm sorry. I know you're hurting, but maybe it's better this way."
Pedro clenched his hands on Oscar's shirt.
"I want her back," he mumbled.
3. Bargaining
Pedro couldn't just stay with the others and keep playing. He apologized to everyone, explaining the sudden need to shoot some scenes for The Mandalorian. Only Oscar and Sarah knew the truth.
When he got to his apartment, he was still analyzing everything. After all, he could still fix everything. You two will go back to your old layout. Eventually you'll realize that you don't love him. He will be able to have a part of you again. He will suffer and he will listen to Oscar's lectures again, but at least his heart will not be so empty.
After three days, he made a decision. He grabbed his car keys and cell phone and decided to go to your place. He parked near your apartment and was about to leave when he saw Tyler come out. You were right behind him. Your ex reached out to you. You smiled slightly and grabbed his hand. He realized that apparently you two are together again. And he hated him. Hated Tyler's square jaw, chiseled stomach, biceps... And he hated himself for being such a pathetic pup who lay down at your feet.
4. Depression
He spent the rest of the day sitting on the couch drinking beer and looking at pictures of you together. He felt as if someone had ripped his heart out of his chest. He had years to tell you the truth and he wasted it. So many times he could have tried to change something, but he was too late. He lost you and he was never going to accept that.
* Amor fugado,
( Run away love,)
Me tomas, me dejas, me exprimes, y me tiras a un lado
(You take me, you leave me, you squeeze me and throw me aside)
Te vas a otro cielo y regresas como los colibrís
(You go to another heaven and come back like the hummingbirds)
Me tienes como un perro a tus pies.
(You have me like a dog at your feet)
Labios compartidos, labios divididos
(Shared lips, divided lips,)
(mi amor)
Yo no puedo compartir tus labios
(I can’t share your lips)
Y comparto el engaño y comparto mis días y el dolor
(That I share the deceive and I share my days and the pain)
Ya no puedo compartir tus labios
(I can’t share your lips)
Oh amor, oh amor, compartido
(Oh love, oh shared love)
Mana - Labios Compartidos
@creedslove​ I probably listened this song a hundred times while writing Pedro pov <3
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mutlifandom · 3 years
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😍 SO GODDAMN HOT😘👀
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