#* ( open. )

[unpossession]

“Is it disrespectful or blasphemous to fuck a God? Would you fuck a God? I’ve been thinking about this a lot. My ex and I once had a huge argument because we had differing opinions on the matter and sometimes it plays on my mind. Like. Am I crazy? Is It Bad To Fuck A God?”

OPEN.

[jxyride]

muse: faye donahue open to: men connection: best friend, dad's best friend, ex, step-dad, step-brother

faye was thankful for him allowing her to stay over while she was in town. it was just unfortunate that her body hadn't adjusted to the timezone difference so she found herself wandering to his bedroom and entering with a soft knock. "sorry if i woke you up, i couldn't sleep."

[savieur]

starter call. wanting to get some things done before i sleep! so give this a heart and i'll work on a starter ( set in any universe, i can adapt ) for us.

[bedchcms]

muse: celeste, sy.dney sw.eeney. plot: classic 'thought i had the house to myself' plot !open to: any connection that fits, tab0o welcome.

front door slammed behind her with a thud, and it didn't take more than a couple of moments before celeste had kicked her shoes from her feet, and made her way through to the living area. work had her feeling more stress than before, the sort that lived in every muscle in her body –– and she needed to do something to relax now that she had some time to herself.

bag slumping to the floor, she called out a simple, "hello?" into the space –– only to be met with silence. the relief that washed over her in the lack of response was quick, and her skirt was hiked up to her hips before she could consider any other option. sure, she could have gone to her room –– but convinced she had the place to herself, this was far more thrilling for her.

nestling into the couch, dainty fingers worked at unbuttoning the top of her blouse, as feet planted into the cushion beneath her, revealing her heavy chest and lace covered p/ussy. fingertips ghosted at her skin, dancing over her thighs as they inched closer to her aching hole, pulling the fabric to one side. with each teasing movement celeste could feel herself relaxing, eyes falling closed with a quiet moan as the circled at her sensitive nub.

[nightsruin]

open: to cor residents where: satin cabaret, after the hurricane

   while the city of port leiry wasn't entirely home to him, he did like that he had a place to come back too every now and then; often taking odd jobs that benefited him and his 'unique skill set' as the humans would say, he liked that nobody seemed to pry too much. lighting a smoke, damian sighed to himself as he finally took a break from his current shift. it was all the same to him, the lust and the desire of it all. humans and supernaturals all fit the same category at the end of the day; they were both equally lonely and wanted something that could help push the bad omens away. a connection of sorts.

taking in his surroundings as he looked up at the night sky, he found himself lost in thought for a second. how many countless nights has he had in his lifetime? whether it ended in bloodshed or in another stranger's bed? trying not to dwell so much on the past, the sound of someone nearby was enough to push the past aside for a bit. "sorry this is the back exit, the main is over there~" he stated while vaguely motioning towards the door.

"if you're looking for someone, they're not here." he stated again, as keeping the privacy of who was working that night meant a lot to him.

[adeptvsastartes]

From the depths of the Warp came a cry-- it reverberated across the Immaterium, breaking free from the farthest depths where not even the Chaos Gods could reach-- that rattled the minds of psykers. Astropaths, diviners, it did not matter. The only thing that could be heard from their mouths was one single name: the Anathema.

His earthen-toned hands grabbed at brimstone, he pulled himself through the murky nothingness and into the realms of the Four Gods-- through the Land of the Plague Lord and his Garden, through the Realm of the Sorcerers and the horrid Labyrinth, through the Dark Prince's Realm, and through the Blood God's Domain... And then, with what strength He had, knowing He would not survive the depths of realspace without His power armor, He opened a portal instead of going through the Eye of Terror.

The Compassion shard's broken body tumbled through the portal as it quickly shut behind Him. Dim yellow eyes scanned blankly at His surroundings where He managed to stand... though, He wobbled.

And then, He crumpled, dropping to His knees and falling face-first against the ground.

The Emperor was unrecognizable-- here, He did not look like a divine entity, but a broken (and unnaturally tall) man, covered in gashes and scratches, in dirt and soot and ash-- by all accounts, He looked like a mutant.

Wherever He was, this was not Holy Terra like He intended, nor was it anywhere He recognized. He could swear He heard footsteps, yet... He was slipping into unconsciousness. May the universe help whoever it was that approached the weakened God-Emperor, because they most likely DID NOT know what they were getting into...

[vitalphenomena]

OPEN.

"Complacent—that's a new word."

[duskruins]

open: to cor residents where: overlook park

   the journey to get to the city wasn't exactly how camila thought it'd go. she was new to town and didn't know a thing about where to go or who to see; if there even was a plan? either way, she was quite literally a mess. having to hitch hike in the middle of the night, and leave everything she once knew behind wasn't easy. she could still feel that...thing biting her neck. and she could still see the bodies of her parents. she also missed her...their family.

getting lost in the woods however, was the icing on top of the cake for camila as she wasn't exactly the 'hiking' type. she almost always relied on....her, to guide her through on camping trips. with no source of light, camila had managed to trip and stumble down a rather steep incline which led to a few bruises and scratches — which seemed to be healing? too freaked out to think of that, she shakily took the paper towel & ran it under the tap. 'the dried blood and mud on her clothes wouldn't budge, but she could at least clean up her face' she thought to herself.

camping out nearby, she heard knocking on the bathroom door. "i'm...i'll be out in a minute!" she said aloud, as the park washroom wasn't the most ideal place for her to try clean herself. but with her money running low and the car she had to abandon on the highway, she'd make do. putting a fake smile on her face, she used her hair to cover her neck before she's unlocking the door.

"sorry, i'll get out of your hair - uh. do you know where the nearest gym would be?" camila asked quickly, trying not to draw too much attention to herself.

[shewolfaurea]

Person: Open to those in Haven Location: Meeting Hall Notes: Girl it's a state of emergency again She wants a vote, she wants to know what everyone thinks before she makes the last call. Her word is ultimately law and she'd already lost wolves to Aventia, she doesn't know if she could send them all to fight again. And yet where would they go if not Haven? Where would they go if not home? Anxiety sits heavy in her chest as she stands there in the center of the long table, looking out to the wolves and those in Haven that had all crammed into the meeting hall. The Wildlands, they could venture further there, those too weak to fight would go there anyways, she'd find a place for them. "Haven is home." She says to the room, head held high and circlet upon her head feeling heavier than ever. Looking out and not seeing Freydis felt like an actual punch to the gut. "We were lucky enough to fortify it against the darkspawn and survived the packs of them that appeared. The Kossith are not something we can fight alone."

[guudgraces]

OPEN    anything  that  fits  —  step  -  parent,  best  friends  /  sibling  significant  other,  family friend,  etc. 

"THAT  WASN'T  FOR  YOU,  YOU  KNOW  …"  she  leans  closer  into  the  mirror  as  they  stand  in  the  doorway  of  the  bathroom,  applying  lipstick  and  attempting  to  block  out  the  nose  of  the  party  down  below.  lying  straight  through  perfect  teeth,  she  had  ' accidentally '  sent  a  photo,  backtracking  only  moments  later  to  make  it  seem  like  the  real  thing.  it’d  been  only  the  one  of  few  ways  she’s  attempted  to  get  them  into  a  corner  lately  –  despite  knowing  the  risks  of  what  them  together  could  be,  she quite  honestly,  doesn't  care  about  the  consequences.  if  she  wants  something,  she'll  get  it.  plain  and  simple.  turns  to  look  at  them,  eyebrow  raised.  “why’d  you  send  one  back?"

[bvrningdcwn]

♡ - open to w/nb in their 20s ♡ - millicent suggested they watch porn during one of their sleepover but now she's getting a bit too aroused.

The idea to watch this video had been hers and Millicent now regretted it, a lot. She expected it to be funny or ridiculous but instead, she had been turned on. The woman was wet and needed some friction, anything to help with this madening feeling of need. Her hips were moving without her even really realizing it, she was far too concentrated on not reaching down her panties. "What," Millicent started when her friend moved closed to her.

[jxyride]

muse: candice sheridan open to: men connection: frat boy, professor, ta, visitor to campus - could even be multiple guys

candice was willing to do anything to get into the sorority. there had been so many other pledges who had dropped out from rush because they were unable to do what it took to become a sister. some of the things she had been forced to do had been humiliating but she knew it would be worth it in the end. the last thing she had to do to prove herself was to stand in the quad in the skimpiest outfit and a free use sign to let the first guy who came across her do whatever he wanted to get and capture it on camera.

[nursewashing]

❛ life is so hard when you're a girl... ❜ anya sighs wistfully.

[bedchcms]

muse: harmony, sab.rina carp.enter. plot: idek just something filthy that vibes ! open to: any connection that fits, age gaps / tab0o welcome.

"i've seen you looking at me." harmony's voice sang from behind the door, light and melodic, as if it was the simple phrase in the world, and not one as incriminating as it was. it was true –– she'd seen their eyes on her when she'd been getting changed, when they thought she was alone. and she wasn't shy. no, in fact, she'd played into it, put on more of a show for them, their eyes fuelling her to undress and show off her petite figure all the more.

"you don't have to worry." finally, her eyes lifted to meet their gaze, knowing smile pulling on the corner of her lips. dainty fingers reached for the tie of her robe, tugging on it gently and allowing the silk garment to fall open, nude body revealing itself underneath. "do you want a closer look?" she asked, hint of innocence still present in her voice, despite how far from innocent she was behaving. "i like being looked at."

[s4lesman]

‘ did you really wake me up just to give me a kiss ? ‘