#Agron: threads

[immortalmuses]

The super talented @himbohotel sent: Castus looks to the never-ending snow, tugging his tattered shawl closer to his body. ❛ If you’re lucky, you die last, ❜ he says as his eyes train on the sweet, fierce boy who tended to his needs while he sat prisoner. Nasir. Such a gentle soul wrapped in a body of a warrior. ❛ If only to spare him the grief of watching you fall. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤThough  he  wish  it  weren't  so,  every  word  from  Castus's  scorned  lips  needles  at  Agron's  patience,  of  which  he  is  already  in  short  supply.  The  Gladiator  grits  his  back  teeth,  resisting  urge  to  bark  at  the  Numidian.  He  follows  the  line  of  the  other  man's  gaze,  mouth  flattening  into  a  hard  line.

ㅤㅤㅤ“Nasir  stands  more  warrior  than  most  men  in  Rebellion,”  Agron  snaps  in  return,  less  an  answer  than  a  challenge.  The  Germani  reminds  himself  that  his  lover's  goodwill  is  worth  this  annoyance of freeing Castus,  many  times  over.  He  just  wishes  the  fucking  pirate  would  stop  looking. 

ㅤㅤㅤ“…  I  would  see  him  survive  this  war.”  Agron  finally  relents,  quieter,  though  the  frown  does  not  ease  from  his  face.  “He  deserves  freedom…  true  freedom,  and  life  beyond  Roman  control." 

ㅤㅤㅤIt's  a  thought  that  has  plagued  Agron  these  past  months.  He's  always  known  Spartacus's  dream  of  liberation  might  come  at  the  cost  of  his  own  life.  For  a  while,  such  reality  served  as  a  comfort,  for  what  better  purpose  could  the  Germani  have  beyond  slaughtering  the Roman  Fucks  that  murdered  his  brother?  But  now..  now  he  has  Nasir,  a  blessing  made  flesh.  His  greatest  reason  to  live…  or  to  die  ensuring  the  Syrian  a  chance  at  a  real  future. 

ㅤㅤㅤBut  Castus  is  not  entirely  wrong.  If  Agron  were  to  fall,  he  knows  without  shadow  of  doubt  that  Nasir  would  follow  him  into  death.  It  is  a  thought  that  seizes  heart  in  the  Gladiator's  chest.  But  he  will  not  give  the  Pirate  such  satisfaction  of  knowing  the  weight  of  his  words. 

ㅤㅤㅤ“The  only  death  on  mind  should  be  your  own.”  Agron  grumbles,  dusting  flakes  of  snow  from  his  furs.  He  doesn't  look  at  Castus  again,  “..and  whether  it  will  come  from  Roman  blade,  or  mine."

[kunokye]

with: @agrcn when: a couple days after Agron is brought back where: the Tower infirmary notes: sorry not sorry

After Agron had been brought back to life, his body restored, Kuno stayed away. The Tower had plenty of work - far from the infirmary - to keep him busy, which he planned to use as an excuse if pushed. He hadn't handled Agron's death well in the moment and knew his mentor would be displeased with his emotional reaction, same as the rest of their group. And further, they'd failed to stop Orin, or save any of the missing individuals they'd come to free in the first place. They'd failed, all of them, but especially Kuno.

He passed Valerius's test, but that too felt like a mistake, despite how Agron tried to convince him otherwise. The notion of good people doing bad things to survive was of little consolation to the young man. Even if it was the image was fake, a mere illusion, pretending to be someone so malicious made his heart heavy and his stomach churn. And perhaps it had all been connected. Perhaps Agron's death had been his doing. If he'd been stronger, resisted the test and left Agron alive, he wouldn't have a jagged scar around his neck. That was what kept him away for so long, in the end.

But finally, after two sleepless nights, he dragged himself to the infirmary, his mentor's heron-marked blade in tow. It seemed the vision of Agron dying and Kuno claiming his sword had almost come true, after all, but the weapon didn't sit well in his hands. He wasn't worthy of such a blade. Just like Orin said, he was simply a boy who couldn't fight cultists or his own demons. He could barely keep his legs from shaking as he approached Agron's room.

He opened the door, eye glued to the floor. He inched forward slowly, step by step, until he stood beside his mentor's bed. Whether Agron was thrilled to see him or not, Kuno couldn't tell, for he refused to look at the strigoi's face. He grabbed the sword in two hands and held it out before him, arms trembling the same as his lips. He spoke quietly, his voice wavering, "Your sword. I saved it for you. It's the least I could do."

[jennyboom21]

Phantom thread is another way to say invisible string...

Funny that?

[margoteliise]

I always wonder where some of those OG characters would be now. I do that with a lot of my roles too, of course -- it's fun to imagine what things are like for them in an alternate universe. Writing a lot, huh? What're you writing?

Any time is the appropriate time please. I miss playing her more than anything, but not sure how that would go post high school. Right? We basically talking about the same thing here we are both mourning each other's signature - well one signature character. Gearing up for a few indies and Im writing alot which makes me happy

[12triceratops]

Where the rubber meets the road.

These two didn't just have a relationship, they had a (soul)utionship. "The Prophecy" Hand on the throttle Thought I caught lightning in a bottle...

What these two had was magical. There is no debate that Karlie Kloss and Taylor Swift were electric: (I am using past tense for the moment, I will refer to them in present tense a bit later in the post)

Fast forward a decade later to Fortnight. This record did not hit me immediately the way "Folklore" and "Evermore" did, It has almost been a week since its release and I hadn't been fully onboard with TTPD. I was expecting something different, something not familiar and I had quite literally thought maybe Jack Antinoff and Taylor Swift had reached their limit together as collaborators. The music produced by Aaron Dressner had flavors and connections to "Folklore" and "Evermore," while parts of the album was reminiscent of "1989." My next thought that maybe the three of them had done all they could do.

And then the Matty Healy conversation exploded across the net (le sigh), and I just about gave up on the record.

I damn near had a sanguinary struggle within myself over The Tortured Poets Department (I know, that is very dramatic lol), and then I finally got it. The brilliance of this woman is unmatched.

The last song "The Manuscript." Now and then she rereads the manuscript Of the entire torrid affair

"The entire torrid affair" meaning the last decade (probably longer, but I am sticking with 2014-2024). The title isn't lost on me and many others - The Man-U-Script.

The last segment of the song

The only thing that's left is the manuscript One last souvenir from my trip to your shores Now and then I reread the manuscript But the story isn't mine anymore

She is closing the chapter on all of it. It's over, the countless theories, the stories we all have created about her. They're our stories now, we built them into a formidable, monstrous entity that took on a life of its own. "The last souvenir" are her words to us on this album. From the Swifities, to the Gaylors/Kaylors, to the haters, critics, industry, fans, media. She won't play this game anymore. Taylor gave enough clues on this album to make EVERYONE'S theory plausible (Karlie, Joe, Matty, Travis, Harry, Kim etc). She connected threads to come full circle, which brings us back to "1989," that 1980s syth-pop (hello! "I Can Do It With A Broken Heart"). This is why she and Jack Antonoff brought us back to where it all began, Karlie Kloss and #Kissgate (Dianna Agron, too, who can forget "Wonderland). Aaron Dressner summons moments within this records of the two albums that fractured my soul, F & E. That folky-pop melody that gets into your skin to change the DNA. No joke, I sobbed listening to "Folklore" and "Evermore."

With TTPD, Taylor comes in like a thrashing, tumultuous storm; at times seething and others admonishing. She is singing to herself, for herself and without need of approval from the mainstream radio (or anyone else). TTPD is messy, too much, not enough, vulnerable, real, relatable and she is tired of our collective shit.

Back to "The Manuscript" This Era has come to an end and she is leaving us with the ruins, the aftermath of what she went through: being forced to hide who she really is, having to placate the rabid fans who believe the stories of every boy she has ever dated. She has had zero privacy and the only safe place Taylor has ever had was her music, she is the ONLY one who knows to whom she sings. Does she love her fans, of course, but Mother is tired and done. She is ready to come clean and live the life she has crafted to keep in secret in order to protect the innocent.

The beards, NDAs, slight of hand, she is smashing all that we know. It's not her reflection she seeks to shatter, it's the illusions. In "Fortnight" the nurse, a woman (cannot convince me that it's not Karlie. A doorframe is 6'8" and that nurse is about 5" shorter that frame, which would make that person 6'3" :), comes to save her, gives her the key to set her free. The men in the video are the ones who are torturing her. Like the last 10 years, The poet has been tortured by the department of men: Joe, John, Conner, Jake, Harry, Calvin, Tom, Joe, Matty, Travis, Scooter, Scott, and the list goes on.

It's "Robin" that has got a choke-hold on me.

Buried down deep And out of your reach The secret we all vowed To keep it from you in sweetness

She is singing to a child, a kid, and I am going to say a little boy. Is this song about Levi? I am going to say yes. Hands down the gem of the album, and our cue to realize she is telling us what is next, her family, the loves of her life: Karlie and the kids. That is what she wants and that will be her next chapter. We struggle to interpret the Taylor that is always ten steps ahead of us. Her Eras Tour, this will be the last one for a while. Once it has wrapped, I wouldn't be surprised if she disappeared for a spell. Will she produce more work, sure. Perform, probably, but this last decade has taken a toll, and this tour has been a herculean effort. Hence, its wild success. Could she retire (FLORIDA)? It's possible, but she would never tell us, we would have to figure that out for ourselves.

I have more to say, but it's late and I am sleepy. As I get lost in the piano of "The Manuscript" I am reminded of the book "The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo"

Not sure if anyone is going to see or read this, but I needed a place to write my thoughts about this extraordinary album that I almost let slip through my fingers. Good night and sleep well everyone <3

[krys-kros]

my random yellowjackets fancasts

(i make changes to this post a lot just because, i try not to remove just add but like yea just a heads up)

Adult Laura Lee — Sarah Chalke (I saw fancasts of Dianna Agron...they do have a resemblance. I just dont agree)

Adult Mari Ibarra — Jessica Matten

Adult Akilah — Teyonah Parris

Adult Gen — Liza Lapira (based on Mya Lowe)

Adult Javi Martinez — Oscar Isaac (I genuinely think they have some resemblance, specifically with Steven Grant from Moon Knight)

Teen & Adult Rachel Goldman — Sarah Pidgeon & Kim Rhodes (died in the initial crash, for shits and giggles and just an excuse to add Sarah Pidgeon)

The only ones I don't have so far are Crystal, Britt and Robin.

HONORABLE MENTION

Adult Jackie Taylor — Robin Tunney (I didn't originate this one but I wholeheartedly agree. There's an entire twitter thread just proving that.)

Teen Jeff Sadecki — Drew Starkey (the only reason this is in Honorables is because Teen Jeff is not that important to me, but I want to mark it like a checkbook, also I have that one post that said Brandon Butler. I flip flop. I just wanted someone other than the one in the pilot)

The Other Shipman-Sadecki Children

Lowkey it was kinda hard to fancast an older sibling for Callie because Sarah Desjardins is already 30 and so it was like 'ok who would look like her, look like her older sibling but also convincingly 24-ish the way I still have plausible deniability over Sarah playing a teenager'

Wilderness Baby (Jack?) in 2021 — Kyle Allen or Milo Manheim (Depends on the vibe I'm going for, right now might prefer Kyle Allen)

Molly Sadecki (Deleted Character from the Pilot) — Emily Rudd or Sarah Pidgeon (Yes I did Sarah Pidgeon twice...who cares)

I took this kind of way too seriously I compared faces between these two^, Callie, and Adult and Teen versions of their parents just to see if they would make believable siblings for Callie (fanon Teen Jeff because...idk why not? he's not that important)

[youngfcs]

— Dianna Agron | The Romantics gif pack.

By clicking the source link or [ THIS LINK ], you’ll find #39 gifs of Dianna Agron (1986) in the movie The romantics [2010]. Dianna was born in USA and is of Ashkenazi Jewish (of Russian Jewish), Irish, German, Norwegian and English descent, so please cast accordingly. All made by me from scratch, so please, don’t repost or claim them as your own! You can use them in editions, or crackships, but please credit me (@youngfcs). If using, like or reblog ❗

[ ! ] TW: None

[ Don’t include them in any gif hunt, don’t crop these into gif icons without my permission, don’t use them in any smut threads/rps or for taboo roleplays and don’t use to rp the celebrity itself ]

[kunokye]

Kuno had never known his father. For most of his life, no one cared if he lived or died. Clove had cared, for a while, but even her love was fleeting. Slowly but surely, since joining the Tower and becoming more involved with the Guild, had he found the sense of community he'd always been looking for. For the first time since he'd entered mourning, he felt his heart stirring, all because of Agron's words.

The archer had never been the best at accepting compliments, but he managed an awkward smile. Agron's phrasing made it sound like he could bottle the compliment up and keep it in his pocket for safe keeping - perhaps pull it out whenever he was feeling crippled by self-doubt. While that wasn't really possible, his words would inevitably would stick with Kuno for a long while. All it'd taken was a darkspawn attack and a near death experience for the strigoi to say it.

"I'll try, but it's hard to be proud of anything when cities keep falling." First Iskaldrik, then Aventia. Haven could be next, and then where would the darkspawn turn to? Eterna? The Tower? "Whatever the future holds, we have to be ready. I have to be ready." That meant more training, even if it left his ego and body bruised after. "When do we train next?"

Saying he was stuck with Kuno was never something Agron would admit to. And that was simply because it wasn’t true. The Queensguard did not waste time with people if he didn’t see potential within them. The poor human was in the position he was in for a reason. Kuno was not weak and Agron had never expected the other to have been lost in the battle. If he had been, it felt like he would have failed at something else. Losing Aventia had been enough of an eye opener for him. He’d been too comfortable in his position, never thinking of the idea of failure. Now Agron had to open his eyes and make sure that every single move he ever made was deliberate and thought out. Not to the point where he’d be a step behind, but enough to where others would think he was and he would be well ahead of them before they figured out that wasn’t the case.

“It’s good that you survived.” It was the most sentiment that Kuno would get out of him. Again, it was so rare for him to do such a thing. If anyone knew Agron enough, they would be able to tell when he liked someone and when he disliked someone. The Guardian of the Tower deserved respect from him because that was all he had ever been given from Kuno. There was also the fact that Agron felt responsible for him. He felt responsible for making sure that the other was made aware that he was much more capable than he gave himself credit for. “If you didn’t come back here with a few injuries, then that means you didn’t do shit.”

There was a glance towards Kuno and he moved to stand in front of the other, his hand pressing gently on his shoulder. “You did good. You should be proud of yourself.” He let go and let his hand rest on the hilt of his sword. “I don’t give out compliments often so do with that what you will.”

[princemordecai]

open starter location: Aventia, Borderreach notes: for the combat thread girlies, limiting this to 4 + Agron.

A golden aura outlined the lionhearted prince, Leander had traveled to the far corners of Lysara and Ankhuria alike in his quest for power. Studied dragons, drank in the heat of the desert, and made pacts where needed. Wreathed in the draconic presence indicative of his training, a pair of gilded wings held him aloft as Leander's fists blazed with molten, raging flames. He wore the standard of the Lysaran army, a centurion, and Warrior of Mars, Leander proudly led the Olympians onto the field as he had countless times in Astoria.

The aura was not just for show, as the blighted blood splattered against him, it did not reach Leander's frame. Arrows fell casually to the side and the Hurlocks that swung against him with their blighted blades found a pair of raging, molten fists instead.

Politics bored him - and whatever sympathy that the Iskarans had managed to invoke as of late did nothing to quell the hatred that had burned within the prince for decades. This was where Leander thrived.

A Genlock rushed forward, its jagged blade raised to strike, but the moment it came within reach, the dragon's aura flared. Leander snarled as a pulse of energy threw the creature back, sending it skidding across the blood-soaked ground. Leander didn’t even turn to acknowledge it. His focus was absolute, his breath steady.

These creatures were meant to be impudent and stupid - while that remained true, they came equipped with war machines. They tacked on organized tactics that the Lysarans were only prepared for because of the caution that had spilled from Iskaran tongues. If any of the westerners expected gratitude from him though, they would need to look elsewhere.

A beat of his wings saw Leander lift into the air as he pulled air and fire into his lungs, weaving them together without the need for his hands. There at the center of his breast, the Warrior of Mars tethered it with threads of spirit before he opened his mouth and bequeathed a rush of golden flames onto the forces below. With it came a bestial roar, beyond human, the draconic burst of power echoed with the ego of the endlessly proud Prince of Lysara.

The creatures erupted in righteous flames, incinerated in a wide cone ahead of him before Leander took to hovering only a few feet off of the ground. As much fun as he was having, Leander opted to begin taking this seriously as his sword materialized in his hand - a blade of twisting draconic make that resonated with power.

"Hold the line!" Came the Prince's command, the Olympians had each been connected, and their power pooled together meant it was seemingly endless. No Astorian force had ever gotten past seven of them, now fifteen stood in defense of Aventia. An ogre shook the ground as the alpha stomped toward them, another horde swarmed about the creature, and Leander charged.

[laidbacklightwood]

On Cloud 9

Note: This is a continuation of this thread.

Agron immediately stopped playing when he was notified that he received another text. He read it and then let out a sigh. He'd rather go back to playing, but if Alexa was telling him to come out for the groceries, then bringing them inside was probably going to be a task that required more than his two brothers to handle. So he stood up and went outside. The moment he stepped foot in the parking lot, he saw his brothers coming in to park. He anxiously waited for them to do that before going over to them.

@theburningsunofalex

[immortalmuses]

For @mlfns, continued from here

ㅤㅤㅤJupiter's cock, when Nasir casts such a fucking look, Agron finds he cannot help himself. The Gladiator's body stirs and his resolve weakens, and before he knows it the Syrian ends up getting whatever it is that he wishes. Agron scowls, even as he grips Nasir's hips and pulls him flush against his larger frame.

ㅤㅤㅤ"You do this deliberately--" He gripes, one large hand sweeping a greedy touch along the bared skin above Nasir's subligaria, palming at the defined back muscles lining the shorter warrior's spine. "-- tempt me with look and… and lips.." Said lips are very distractingly parted at the moment, and Agron is quickly losing the train of thought that led to his outrage.

ㅤㅤㅤFucking Syrians, He thinks, mouth crashing down over Nasir's own in a scathing kiss. Ignoring the raucous laughter of the rebel camp around them, Agron bodily lifts his lover against him, turning to carry him somewhere… private.

ㅤㅤㅤ"We are not done having words…" He mutters into the curve of Nasir's shoulder, eventhough it very much seems like conversation is not foreseeable in their near future.

[kunokye]

when: recent days with: @agrcn where: hall of virtus training grounds notes: a battle bean

Since returning to Eterna, the guild had assigned Kuno a mentor, to help him meet the expectations of his new position. Not that he wasn't capable, but he hadn't had any formal training in years. It was quite possible he didn't fully understand the weight of his role, nor why all this was necessary. He supposed years of experience doing mercenary work just didn't quite equate to guarding a Tower full of witches more powerful than he.

Agron had been tough on him thus far, and Kuno couldn't say it was appreciated. He could barely drag himself out of bed in the morning, and spending hours in the training grounds getting yelled at and berated was just about pushing him to his limit. What was the point of it all, anyway? They both knew he'd never be good enough. Kuno leaned over, hands on his knees as he panted, trying to recover from the latest drill Agron had put him through. He threw his bow on the floor, and shook his head. "I'm done for today. I can't."

[gcdfvcked]

it’s that time again 😌 first pick a muse from below !! they are all well-hung Tops :

arden (m.adelaine petsch)

aspen (r.enee rapp, test muse, see pinned post)

nicola (k.atie mcgrath)

london (d.ianna agron)

maya (l.indsey morgan)

taylor (a.lexandra daddario)

then pick a kink (or two) !!

a. cock worship b. ass to mouth c. incest d. cheating/infidelity e. watersports f. authority figures

then drop your muse and kink combo in replies/dm/ask, and you’ll (probably) get a lil starter that will be as short as i can make it 🤍

disclaimer (new): if our thread doesn't last past a couple replies, i may turn the starter into an open starter at some point in the future

[sophietv]

Hey Sophie! I am personally a big lsk believer but I was wondering what you think of the argument that William Bowery is actually Dianna Agron? I’ve seen some theories floating around that it’s likely her as she’s super musical and apparently 1 (or perhaps more) of the WB tracks were recorded at Marcus Mumfords house who is in a band with her ex husband. I suppose it’s always entirely possible that Dianna could be WB and it not be indicative of something beyond a writing relationship/friendship. Especially if they are on good terms. Obviously I want to think WB is Karlie! But sometimes I just like to check my bias lol.

Hi!

Ok, so I did some digging just to be sure to answer all of it as best as I could, because I too need to sometimes check my bias.

I don't know if Taylor and Dianna are on good terms. They could totally be.

But beside the fact that I'm convinced William Bowery is Karlie (I'll give my reasons in a bit), I don't think the fact that Taylor recorded some songs at Marcus Mumfords' home studio means anything concerning William Bowery.

William Bowery has credits as Song Writter and not producer. Taylor wrote those songs at home and needed a studio to record so even if Dianna could have been there (High chances that she wasn't) the songs were already written, so she would have had credits as producer if anything.

Taylor said that she recorded Evermore at his studio. All of Folklore's vocals were recorded at her own home (Kitty Committee Studio) because of quarantine and she was still in quarantine in LA when she recorded Evermore. So how would Dianna have been able to help her write for Folklore too? Because William Bowery has credits on Folklore as well. Here's exactly what she said during LA N2 show about her recording at his studio: "I could not find a studio, essentially, and so Aaron was like, 'OK, let me call around and see if there's anyone who's cool and nice and generous and might be willing to offer up their home studio -- if you do the right amount of testing, you're totally locked down, you're fully quarantined," Swift shared. "So I was like 'Please, I really hope somebody comes through. And so he calls me up and he's like, 'I have really, really good news. Marcus Mumford said that you could record at his home studio." "First of all I'm so excited that he's saving us, because, without this trip, we couldn't have recorded -- five or six of the songs on evermore came from me getting in a car, driving six hours out into the country, past thousands of beautiful sheep, to Marcus Mumford's beautiful house where he has a studio. So, I got to do this." (X)

They were in the middle of the quarantine, hence why she was looking for a place to record since everything was closed. And as Jack said, she was fully quarantined at that point. Marcus Mumford's studio is in LA (X). Wich is a good thing, because Taylor was in LA during the Quarantine while writting Folklore and Evermore, she talks about it in her Musicians On Musicians interview with Rolling Stone. (X) Do you know who else was in LA during the quarantine?? Karlie! (X).

Dianna used to live in LA it's true, but she moved out and sold her house in 2016. Since then, she's been living in New York. So I don't see how it was possible for her to be in LA when Taylor was recording at her own house for Folklore or even for recording Evermore at Macus' studio when the reason Taylor could do it was because she was fully locked down.

And worth mentionning again, William Bowery is credited on Folklore too and has writting credits not Producer credits.

So for all those reasons, I don't think it makes sense to say that Dianna is William Bowery.

And now, there's so much that points at Karlie actually being William Bowery... more than just being exactly in the same city as Taylor during lockdown.

When Taylor wrote Folklore and recorded it directly from her home.

But this is already... a big Koincidences...

I did a thread on Twitter about why I think Karlie is William Bowery, it really needs to be updated though, so I might do a proper one on here.

Here (X)

And to add to all of it, there's all the very BIG Koincidences that Karlie did around the release of Folklore....

Posting herself dancing in a Cardigan 13 days before Folklore release.

Posting herself doing a re-do of Taylor's Lover Eye theory photoshoot with the daisy. 7 days before Folklore's release.

Posting herself in the forest the day before Folklore's release wich prompts a lot of medias to say that she was showing her support to Taylor with those posts.

Posting a video with a code saying "Easter Eggs" the same day

Posting hersels as Betty Crocker from a 2015 photoshoot, 7 days after Folklore's release and captionning "actually me all of quarantine".

Karlie liking a post by Martha Hunt in a Cardigan with the caption "Peter losing Wendy"

Kimby liking a Folklore meme

Exile being released as a single on Karlie's birthday (one of the track where William Bowery is credited)

Betty being also released as a single in August (the other song that William Bowery has co-written).

Derek doing a post about how he loves Cardigan...

And that's just the ones on the top of my head...

Will do a proper post soon-ish... needs to continue my Ultimate LSK Thread Of Koincidences before.

So yeah I definitly have bias... but with all of this. I can say with confidence that Dianna is not William Bowery and that there's a really really high probability of it being Karlie instead.

Hope this answer your question! Thank you for your ask!

[kunokye]

One could only improve when they were pushed to their extremes, or at least that was what Agron seemed to believe. His goal was to replicate the field of battle, so Kuno could fight well under pressure. When he'd first picked up archery, he'd had a gentler teacher, but who was to say Agron's methods were wrong and hers were right? She had been younger, more patient, less yelling. "What is it with you old folks making the younger ones miserable for no reason?" Kuno thought aloud as he strung an arrow, pausing for few moments to steady his aim before he let it loose. It flew towards the air-borne target, landing just a hair short of the bullseye. Such a miss, paired with his earlier comment was bound to earn him a reprimand from his instructor, but Kuno held up a hand. "Before you ask, yes I am focused, and yes I am actually trying. I just didn't account for the wind making the target sway. Why are we using this anyway?" It felt like a step backwards from practicing on each other - maybe he was doing worse than he thought.

closed starter for @kunokye location: tower of olympia note: my son

“Again!” Agron was used to this. He preferred this between Kuno and him. Honestly, he wasn’t sure what it was about the kid, but he felt like he needed to protect him. Which wasn’t something he should have felt, but there weren’t many people he could say gave him that feeling. Maybe that was why he worked the mortal so damn hard all the time. If Agron couldn’t protect him, then what would happen? He’d have to protect himself. Kuno had survived everything that had happened, but everyone could keep improving. His gaze moved up towards the target that he had made for Kuno in the air. “If you miss, I’ll be giving you a sword instead and that’ll be much worse for you.” It seemed the other responded best when there was no emotion behind Agron’s words. Taking it easy on his mentees was not in his nature anyway. No matter how much he wished to protect this one.

[lustfulheart]

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.

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