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[camilish]

It was a celebration night, and Mirela was trying her luck with the guys on the expansive bar. She had just started her drink when the tall, handsome man approached her. He was direct, a trait she admired in men, and she almost laughed with his proposal. With or without money in the table, she'd love to have some fun with him. "Yes, I'm available", she almost purred at him, "But a man like you don't need apps to have some fun, so what's your deal? Are into bdsm, or more twisted things? Or maybe you're like a mob boss, that's why you need the contract", she was just messing around with him now.

open to: all, preference for femme muses.

plot: silas mistakes your muse for a swer (respectfully!!!) and maybe your muse is offended but it's a lot of money and he's not ugly.... or they fight? and become besties? or we can just get silly.

"i'm only in town for a couple of days and i don't have the time to swipe on the apps for a few nights of fun." he reached into his messenger bag and pulled out a thick wad of cash, raising an eyebrow. "i've got fifty here, and fifty back at the hotel. are you available? happy to sign whatever kind of contracts you need, or pay in crypto if that's more your thing."

[camilish]

Mirela had no idea on how status her current relationship actually was. She had met Darwin through some friends, at one of her work galas. Mirela was instantly drawn to him, the way he attracted people around him, charmed them with his smile and the amazing talk.... She just knew she had to be his.

Soon, they started seeing each other, and the passion between them was insane. The more they spent time together, the more Mirela started caring about him, and she hated it... The last thing she wanted was to talk about her feelings, her insecurities and how much she missed when he wasn't around. To the world, Mirela was this beast in her work, always fierce, always independent, but with Darwin, she felt like a little kitten, eager to be spoiled and curl into his lap.

So, when he called her to come over, she tried to keep her hopes low. Maybe it would be just another dinner, and he'd get some call and leave her by herself for the rest of the evening. The romantic dinner was the last thing she expected for that night. She was even surprised that they finished the dessert and he was still there with her. Then, he reached over and took her hand in his. Her heart skipped a beat, the envelop on his other hand made her furrow her brows, "What's going on, Mr. Thorn? Are you trying to bribe me into forgetting on how you've neglected my needs lately?", she teased him with a smirk before taking her hand from his touch to open the envelop. She got curious once she realized those were tickets for some event... Please, Lord. Not some basketball game, please, she thought to herself before taking the tickets and read them. "Darwin...", she gasped when she saw those where from the ballet she talked to him a while ago, and that she was thinking of going this season. He was listening to her after all.

She stood up from her seat and moved to his side, taking a seat on his lap. "This is a very promissing start on forgiving you, Mr. Thorn", she chuckled before placing her hand upon his face and leaned over to kiss him.

@camilish liked for a Darwin starter

Darwin was aware of his habit of throwing money at problems but he didn't exactly see that as an issue. He had plenty of money and money could fix most issues so... why would he not?

So with work taking so much of his time lately he knew the result was him being a neglectful partner. So... he'd simply gotten his lover tickets to somewhere they always said they wanted to go and rented a lovely place for them to stay as long as they'd like. Even made sure he could spend at least two weeks with them there to have time together. Seemed a perfect solution.

So he had set up a romantic dinner for his lover and when they finished he reached to their hand "I know I've not be the best about making time for you lately, but I got something I hope makes up for that," he said and slid the envelope with the tickets inside to the other.

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Of course Ivana should have known better, that her best friend would ditch her in the club to dance with the first cute boy that would buy her a drink. She was cool with it though, besides clubbing wasn't really her thing. She was sitting by the bar, enjoying her drink quietly while she kept an eye towards where she last saw her friend on the dancefloor. It didn't take too long before some guy took a seat where her friend was before. She was polite and all, but the more the guy tried to hit on her, the more she stood uncomfortably on her stool.

Every once in a while, she would gaze towards the dance floor, hoping her friend would notice her and save from the the man... Well, anyone at the point, as the man got closer to her. Ivana was almost running away from there when she felt one arm around her, startling her. She let a small scream out before the new stranger started talking. He wasn't her friend, but he would do. "You scared me, honey", she laughed and leaned towards him after he kissed her head, playing along with him. "He was just leaving, right?", she turned her gaze to the other man, hoping he'd take the hint and leave her alone with her ''boyfriend''

open to f/nb

Plot: your muse is being cornered/harassed with unwanted flirting by some guy (at the bar or on the street or other fitting location) and Daniel steps in to shoo them away by pretending to be your Muse's boyfriend.

Connection: friend, step sibling, friend's sister, stranger, etc, anything that works really!

Daniel had just been passing by, at just the right time it seemed. His eyes quickly caught the uncomfortable girl, seeing the tension in her shoulders and the unrelenting insistence from the man in front of her. Everything about the situation made him stop in his tracks and his feet changed his course without a second thought. Daniel moved in beside her, draping his arm around her shoulder and planting a smile on his face.

"There you are, darling. I've been looking everywhere for you." He said easily. He pressed a quick kiss to her head before straightening up and facing the man, using his full height in a hopefully intimidating way. "And you are?" He added, dropping the smile and easygoing tone at once.

[camilish]

ok but listen i really want a modern romeo and juliet plot. the capulet and montague families both own rivalling businesses set in london or nyc or la or somewhere industrial. romeo and juliet met at some elite party that neither of them were supposed to be at, and thus begins their immediate attraction and soon-after hidden love entanglement. they meet in the nooks and crannies of the city, places that their families would never think to look for them; they walk about the city in an almost disguise, under fake names so that they can enjoy themselves like normal people. it’s an illicit romantic affair, a forbidden love that can never come up to surface. they’re starcrossed lovers and no-one loves harder than them.

[camilish]

It was late at night, and the princess was having trouble to sleep. She decided to explore the palace, where her sister would rule for the rest of her life. She opened the door and found Ryan, standing all regal by his desk, "Neither should you", Aurora replied softly and walked closer to him. While his sister married him out of duty, Aurora grew more and more fondly of the king, her brother in law. It pained him to see him deep into his work, instead of enjoying the first bliss of his marriage. "What worries you? Is there anything I can be helpful with?'

open to -> f connection -> his queens friend or sister.

ryan let out a small breath as he stood in his office, he cleared his throat as he looked down his desk. he tried to think of ways to make his army work better, he was in his own little world when he heard the door to his office open, he didn't look up "will be done in a moment." ryan stopped when he finally looked up at who was there, and felt a small sense of happiness seeing them "you shouldn't be here."

[camilish]

"Well...", he smirked, his cheeks blushing a bit as well. If only she could see how she looked, with her confidence making her look even more amazing. He rested his hand upon hers and laughed, "I tried, these are actually my grandpa's clothes? Can you believe it?", Michael was genuinely surprised that his grandmother borrowed him some of his late grandfather's clothing, he smiled and kissed her temple. They were both lucky after all then, "I'm ready if you are", he said with offered her his hand so they could finally head to the party, "You got the address, right?"

Olivia felt a blush rise to her cheeks at Michael’s reaction, her confidence soaring as his eyes lit up. "Out of your league? Please," she teased, running her fingers lightly down the front of his shirt before resting her hand on his chest. "You clean up pretty well yourself," she smirked, looking him up and down. Leaning into him as his arm pulled her closer, she smiled softly. "I think I'm the lucky one." She glanced at the door and then back at him, a playful glint in her eyes. "So, you ready to show everyone just how perfect we look together?"

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Michael had been ready for the halloween party for what seemed for ages. He was at her living room, waiting for her to be ready so they could head to the party. He was scrolling through his instagram, seeing some of their friends' stories at the party already when he heard her approaching. He turned his gaze up to her and his jaw almost dropped, like some cartoon character when he saw Olivia in her costume, "I think you look way out of my league, you look perfect babe", his eyes were shinning with prideas he made his way to her, "I'm the luckiest guy on this planet", he said with a smile and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close to him.

open: m/nb connection: honestly any non-taboo connection (age gap welcome but not required) plot: olivia is getting ready for a halloween party

Olivia stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the fabric of her bold, sultry costume, nerves fluttering in her stomach as she debated if it was too much—or maybe too little. Taking a deep breath, she headed down the hallway, the soft click of her heels echoing as she neared the living room where he sat. Clearing her throat softly, Olivia leaned against the doorway, letting the light catch the shimmer of her outfit. "Well," she teased, her voice playful, “What do you think? Too much? Or just right?” she asked with a teasing smile, waiting for his reaction.

[camilish]

Aurora knew this day would come, that her father would give her hand away to one of the village's bachelor. Although she loved her freedom and her life with the family, she had made peace with her fate. What she couldn't imagine, or accept, would be the choice her father made for a husband to her. Not the preacher's village. His first wife was his friend, and she had confided with her some details of her married life. What scared her the most was to witness how her friend would look less and less like herself and more like a ghost.

Until she found her fate and left the earth after giving birth to their first child.

She begged for another arrangement, she asked her father and cried, hoping he would listen to her, but it was all in vain. So she went to her bedroom and cried by the window, making a wish upon a star, praying for her soul. She was desperate, and if nothing changed, she would runaway. She knew the risks of a young woman being alone in the world, but honestly, anything was better than the fate that awaited her. She looked at the old castle, not far from the village and dreamed of how her life would be if things were different. She went to bed, and slept very quickly. She didn't even notice that she left the window open, nor heard when the answer of her prayers walked in. Not event he presence hovering her would disturb her from her hopeful dream of better days. @bledlust

open to fem muses. 1800s time period. asmodeus is a vampire lord that lives in the castle overlooking a small village, but no one knows who or what he is. it is rumored that a monster lives there and comes down to the village at night to eat. other rumors say that it is an angel that protects the village. regardless, your muse decides to test these rumors by leaving their window open for him.

the thirst that comes with his curse once again gets the better of him, forcing him to leave the seclusion of his home and step onto the quiet street of the sleeping village. moonlight spills across the cobblestone, yet it pales in comparison to the silvery hair that fall perfectly around his pallid face. a gentle breeze rolls through, sending a few orange leaves scattering, which tells him everything he needs to know. summer has come to an end. and as a result, the windows in the village will be kept closed at night. thus, denying him access inside.

the further down the cobblestone street he walks, the more dread he feels. not a single open window. he just needs one human, that's all. just so he could survive the winter, since human blood satiates him the longest. but when all hope seems lost, he spots one window with its shutters open and its curtains drawn. wasting no time, he climbs up, stands on the roof by the open window, and peers inside with his one good eye.

the room is completely dark, except for the bed which bathes in moonlight. upon the bed lies a woman, asleep, with her head tilted to the side at just the right angle that allows her neck to be exposed. just for him, he thinks selfishly as he approaches. but he pauses once he is at her bedside, unable to look away from her blissful face despite her exposed neck practically begging to be bitten. he's never seen a human as pretty as this one before. and before he could stop himself, he reaches up to brush a strand of her hair out of the way so that he may see her beauty in full.

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Michael frowned, "Are you sure you don't want to disappoint people? Perhaps you're just too tired of people disappointing you", he pointed out. Princess or not, Michael wasn't afraid of speaking his mind, or perhaps he just didn't care about the royal ettiquete at all. "I know what you mean. I might not be a prince, but ever since I was on those photoshoots and runaways... Let's just say, the only friends I have are the ones I made before it" @dreammakcr

"It's just been easier that way. No expectations. No disappointing people," she sighed softly. "Thank you, really. Most people now only notice me because of what I am, not who I am."

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Killian chuckled, "My love, I haven't started yet", he looked down at her and wrapped one arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to him. "That's alright, love. It's not like I flash this thing around when I'm having such fun with you tonight", he told her with a smile.

"The Enchanted Forest", Killian wristled, "Guess I'm not surprised you look this enchanting after all", he joked just as their new drinks arrived, "I'm glad you're glad too", he nodded and handed her her cup before taking his, "Cheers, lass...", he clicked his cup with hers, "You'll feel more relaxed after the drink, love" @shaysommer2002

Clara smiles. "Seems like you are, and im liking the way you're doing it." Clara replied

Clara let go. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise." She looks down and blushes. She noticed his rings and was quite mesmerised by them.

Clara looked back up at him when he spoke and looked at him in the eyes. "Well, I live near the edge of the Enchanted Forest, quite a walk from here, but on a different subject, I'm really glad we're talking, you've really relaxed me, Killian" Clara smiled, replying happily.

@camilish

[camilish]

"My darling, have you forgotten that you're only the queen because you married me???", Henry retorted, "Well, between your brain and my dick, you know which one is the winner", he laughed, hovering above her, "My dick produces heirs while your brain produces nothing but headaches on me", he hated how turned on her anger made him, "Sure, I'll tell them. What is these girls learning? How to be proper wives? No, I know it... How to properly suck their husbands cocks", he provoked. @oppulcnce

plot: the great vibes pls

"I don't care if you are the king- I am the queen! My word and law is just as good as yours, the only difference between you and I is that I have a brain in my head and you have a dick in your pants...Now you are going to go out there, you are going to tell the men in that room that the school for women will be open and there is nothing to change our mind."

[camilish]

Henry was supposed to be with his fiancée all the time during the ball, but ever since they shared one night together, his thoughts were only to Aanya. When she left the room, he took the opportunity and followed after her at the balcony. "Yes, I should be with you sister, but I want to be here, making sure you're alright", he smiled and took a sip from his drink, staying by her side under the moonlight, "I can't stop thinking about you, Aanya", he said only for her to hear, his gaze anywhere but on the object of his desire. "I dream of how you felt under me, around me. I yearn for your touch, your lips, your taste on my tongue", he breathed, "I should wed you, and not your sister", he confessed. @thesxcretkeepers

open to -> m connection -> y/m is to wed her sister but the two shared a night.

Aanya was happy that she could leave the party downstairs at any time, she was in need of fresh air after seeing the man that would be married to her sister, she needed to be away from him especially after the two had shared a night in her bed. Aanya smiled at the night stars, being able to slowly relax that was until she heard someone join her on the balcony "I apologize, it was just a little too warm in there." Aanya turned to see who it was and her breath had gotten caught in her throat "what are you doing out here? you should be with my sister."

[camilish]

Ever since he laid eyes on her, Henry knew he had found his queen. He didn't believe in love at first sight, and he didn't believe he'd have a happy marriage, but he had a feeling that with Georgie, it'd be easy to find that balance. They had already announced their engagement, and that night, he'd introduce her officially into the court as the queen to be. He waited for her before walking to the ball side by side with her, he heard the footsteps and turned to see her in a gown worth of a queen. He couldn't hide the small smile that lightened his face, "Leave us", he commanded to the servants around them, "My dear Georgie, you are a sight from heaven", he took her hands and kissed her knuckles, his gaze never leaving from her face. "That's how the crown makes us feel", he sighed and took the crown from her head carefully to not mess with the hair, "Are you sure you want this life? It can be very heavy sometimes, and you'll have to lose pieces of yourself. I suppose you had a glimpse of how the court works for the past couple of days. Are you sure my dear Georgie?", he questioned her one more time. @intoxfolklorex

Open to males 30+ (historical AU. please don’t like my starters )

This was the first time that Georgie had seen him since they had announced their official engagement. She had spent the last few days being hounded at from all angles, being trained to be a good wife and Queen to her future husband. They’d even changed her clothing, wanting her in more finery than even her noble self was used to. Once she had stepped into the room, Georgie had smiled upon seeing the man that she loved, it only getting bigger once he had dismissed their servants. “So tell me. Do I look like a Queen? I feel…. not like me at all.”

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Killian hold back the grin with her reactions, and it was cute at how she wouldn't let go of his hand. He was really glad it was him who spotted her first, and not some brute on the tavern. "Ya know, my dear Clara. I guess this is your lucky night too, because I'm very good on relaxing people", he smirked and squeezed her hand softly, "I'm really lovin this right now, but I need my hand to get you a drink, my love", he winked, showing a glimpse of his hook while he let go of her hand. He signed the waitress to get them more drink before he turned his attention back to the lass again, "Tell me Clara, where are you from?" @shaysommer2002

Clara blushed more when Killian kissed her knuckles. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. Her eyes were glued to his not leaving his gaze.

"I'm not from here, no. Killian. I had a busy day and decided to relax a bit, you know." Clara replied. Then when he mentioned keeping her company and buying her a drink, Clara felt more nervous than ever and happy.

"You know what, I'd like that very much Killian, thank you so much." Clara said, smiling, keeping her hand in his.

@camilish

[camilish]

"At last we agree on something. You would never replace her. I love your sister, Arwyn, and being betrothed to you makes me feel like I'm marrying a sister. I despise this arrangement" @lavndrlights

open to : m . | based : your muse grew up betrothed to arwyn's sister. when she died tragically their parents mended it by betrothing them to arwyn.

" i am more than aware how close you were with her . i - i do not wish to replace her . i could never . that does not mean we cannot get along with one another . "

[camilish]

Killian flashed a devilish smirk at the sight of her blushing. He enjoyed making that effect on the ladies. She'd be on the palm of his hand in no time. He laughed loudly when she called him handsome, and he placed his rum on the table before before taking her hand. He gave a small bow and kissed her knuckles, Killian still had manners after all. "Pleasure is all mine, Clara. You may call me Killian", he said, icy blue eyes intent on her before he took a seat on her table. "You're not from here, are ya? I'd remember seeing a face like yours around here", he smiled, "May I buy you a drink, and perhaps keep you company?" @shaysommer2002

Clara had a busy day and decided to relax the night away with a drink at the Tavern. She was sitting in the corner when she heard someone speak. She looked and saw someone coming over. "Lucky night, huh. She said, and then she blushed. "Oh , why thank you, you're not bad yourself, handsome, I'm Clara, " Clara replied. She smiled at him, putting her hand out for him to shake.

@camilish

[camilish]

Their enemy hired him and his crew to pillage the small castle. Take all the valuable things they could find and kill everyone inside. It was all planned out, they would blend with the staff and attack on the next ball. Those noble never saw they coming. One moment, there was music and laughter, and as soon as Killian drew his sword out, there was panic and screaming. Killian barked orders around, and when he thought he got them all inside the room, he saw the glimpse of a gown running away. Leaving the attack on the second under his command he chased the little one, cornering her in the kitchen, he walked around the stoned floor carefully, drawing his sword on the floor to add more drama, "Come out, come out little dove", he sang, "I know you are here, I can make this quickly, or very painful, it's your call love", he said and moved to the wooded cabinet, "I'll count to three, if you don't come out, we'll do it my way, aye... One... Two..." @nyctcphiliacs

open to: m/f/nb muse: Charlie Bennett; the innocent

Back pressed to the rough wood of the cabinet she’d tucked away in as if she could disappear into it if she just pressed hard enough. Fear causes the thumping of her heart to become almost deafening in her ears. But still, she hears them moving about, drawing ever closer to her hiding spot. The sound of footsteps hitting the stone just on the other side of the cabinet causes tears to burn baby blues. Fate is all but sealed as it’s only a matter of time before she’s been found, but still, she tries to keep her laboured breath quiet.