#indie bi starter

[swimmingsirenindierp]

open: anyone +25 muse: evelyn, 50, she/her, Bisexual/Polyamorous, Romance Novelist/bookshop owner connection: friend, fwb, neighbor, up to you

"I'm sorry," Evelyn was perhaps out of practice. Despite being a well established romance writer, she truthfully hadn't had her own romantic experiences in a long time. So to be standing with them, feeling her pulse quickening as she looked at them felt...oddly new. "You just have, incredible eyes. I don't know that I noticed them till just now."

[phiilautiia]

context: mutual masturbation between friends open to m/nb, nothing taboo. 20+ muses

"fuck dude," olin can't help but chuckle as he lines his dick up alongside his friend's, "i always knew you were bigger than me but not by this much." he's only a little jealous. "i might be tempted to try it out," he whispers as he carefully wraps his hand around their dicks. his hand just barely able to hold both of them as he begins his slow strokes.

[midncghts]

like this for a starter <3

[itsrogersandco]

Muse: Elsa (40, spa owner)

Plot: The morning after a party where Elsa has had too much to drink and either said something to your muse or your muse overheard her talking to someone else.

Open to all (partner, friend, colleague etc)

"I won't take up much of your time but please just let me speak. I am so, so sorry for what I said and I'm sure you must hate me right now but I want you to know that I didn't mean any of it. I just got totally carried away and..and that doesn't really make it sound any better."

[starlingisms]

muse: my sweetest love kassandra yung - 39y/o florist - she/her open to: all ! (no t*boo and pls read my rules first before replying) connections: significant other, best friend, coworker, etc.

"Come on, it's late. There's no use working overnight when you're this tired. I think it's time to get some rest."

[carlosreyeswrites]

open to: f/m/nb

Cameron was in a hot-tub with a couple of his best guy friends and a handful of pretty girls. Drinks were pouring and it was safe to say that he was at least a little wasted at this point. He pointed his bottle towards the person sitting opposite him in there with a wicked smug smirk taking over the entirety of his face. “Hey, your turn, truth or dare?”

[dollieour]

“ that's it. we need to talk about this. right here. right now. ”

[dcviousintcntions]

Open to: m/f/nb

Connections/plots: Eddie's been friends with your muse for years. When he catches them indulging in a little self pleasure, he can't help but see if the mishap turns into an opportunity.

Muse: Eddie Munson, 22, switch, verse

"So, you're telling me that I didn't just catch you with your hand down your pants. Literally...." Eddie grinned as he spoke, watching the other and trying to make a determination of where this was going to end up going. Up in the air at the moment, all dependent on what the reaction actually was. "You know, if you really wanted to get off, all you had to do was ask. I would be happy to help." A light tease to the other that he had known for years. Did it matter that he had a bit of a crush on them? No. Why would that play into this at all? He wasn't hoping that this could have been the opportunity that had been desired for so long.

[euphoriclusts]

open to: w / m / nb.

character(s): rupert newton. twenty five. cis man. he / him. unemployed / socialite / drug addict from shitty family. bisexual. otto ivarsson. twenty four. cis man. he / him. dancer / performer. bisexual.

plot: fun poly things. they're both getting drunk in a bar and your muse has captivated their attention.

'h-o-t-t-o-g-o...' rupert sings, the karaoke's microphone is all but forgotten as he completes the dance steps expertly. the alcohol finally filling his frame the way he appreciated. this was exactly what he needed. a ridiculous night out with his best friend. 'you don't have to stare, comе here, get with it no one's touched me there in a damn hot minute'

otto tries and fails to disguise his amusement, but takes the other's ridiculous performance as the ultimate opportunity to approach the stranger that had captivated their attention from the very moment they'd both laid eyes on them. the pair weren't the kind to get jealous, and they certainly weren't the type to get competitive. why did either of them have to miss out if the other party was game for that? "he's mad," he starts, taking a seat next to them. he doesn't slide too close, not wanting to make them uncomfortable. "not quite sure what to do with him...any suggestions?"

[tooswcctx]

open: f/m/nb ( m25+ if romantic ) muse: diana santos, museum curator/librarian inspo: loosely based off of this, diana’s relationship just ended and is a bridesmaid where your muse is a part of the party and they knew each other in high school

“Did Vanessa tell you to come check on me?” The words were out before Diana could stop them, not that she would have. It was exactly what she was thinking. “I told her I was fine,” she said with a soft smile, as though it would be more believable if she looked more approachable. “I don’t know why she thought sending someone up here who I haven’t talked to in a decade would help.”

[me-x-the-devil]

Open to anyone Plot; My muse had a massive crush on yours for years, and now your muse is back in town, and might finally be realising that they had a feelings for her too. But is it too late? Zelda had been in love with them for years now, watching from the side-lines as they dated other people all through high school. They'd gone separate ways in college but had still kept in touch, during which she had tried to move on, but every time she thought that she had, they'd randomly show up to visit her or their home town. It had now been nearly two years since they saw each other and she had finally started to move on and was dating a guy called Anthony, who was really good for her, and was a real sweetheart, and she adored him. They had been dating for a little over a year and were talking about maybe moving in together. Her life was going just the way she wanted it. That was until she saw them walk through the doors to her grandmothers flower shop.

[swimmingsirenindierp]

open: anyone 21+

muse: alma, 30, she/her, pansexual, publicist

connection: friend, ex, fling, fwb, possibly a client, up to you

Alma was not typically this reckless, but a few cocktails in and she was losing herself to the evening. "You're real cute you know that?" She hummed as she moved closer to them. "I'd let you come back to mine. Just promise you'll be out before my zoom meeting at 10am?"

[midncghts]

“ what the fuck are you doing here ? i thought you said you never wanted to see me again . ”

[felixferitas]

open to: m/f/nb. prompt: blowing off steam and relaxing in felix's dorm room, which just so happens to be a mess.

felix is chugging beer in an aluminum can, sprawled out in the messiness of his dorm room. whether it be here or at the pub, he just really needed to blow off some steam. his gaze flits over to the other, and he lets out a startled laugh. "jesus, mary and joseph! that's the worst fuckin' rolled joint i've ever seen," felix teases, opening out his palm for them to deposit it into. "were you already high as you were rolling this, mate?"

[starlingisms]

muse: daisy behan - 30y/o florist - she/her open to: all ! (no t*boo and pls read my rules first before replying) connections: significant other, best friend, sibling, roommate, etc.

"Okay if I tell you that I adopted a puppy on a whim, can you promise not to be upset?"

[carlosreyeswrites]

OPEN TO: male(s)

PLOT: Our girlfriends are downstairs at a party but we’ve snuck off upstairs together

Austin looked between the two people that he was standing in the bedroom alongside - gazing from the one of them to the next. His girlfriend was downstairs and he didn’t care. This had been a long time coming. It felt like the right time to explore the chemistry between them while everybody else was distracted downstairs. “So, how do we start all of this?”

Carter looked between both of the males and reached out to pull them both closer to him.  “Just don’t over-think everything.” It seemed as simple as that. “Just go with the flow.”  Everything needed to start from somewhere. He was ready to test the waters with them. “Come here, you.”