#request muse; stiles

[skyofstorms]

Loki Laufeyson | Request Muse

Age: Unknown

Fandom: Marvel/Norse Lore

Species: God/Goddess of Mischief

Pronouns: He/Him or She/Her depending on the form

Romance: Pansexual

Face Claim: Tom Hiddleston/Katie McGrath

About:

Loki was taken from an abandoned death to Asgard by Odin many years before he was a warrior alongside Thor. Loki may have been kidnapped from Jotunheim, but he grew into his own as an Asgardian raised being. It didn’t come without abuse of it’s own making. Parenting came naturally for him in either gender he chose to exhibit. From a young age, Odin distorted his children, telling them they were both born to be kings but that only one would ever actually be King. Loki tried to be an equal to his brother, but Odin always favored the big blonde, and Loki was left to his reading, his magic that his mother taught him, yearning to be seen as a worthy son. He wanted a fair chance at the throne, but it always seemed that Thor was always more adored. And so Loki began to trick and play games, a mix of love and resentment towards his father and brother from years of just being the confidant to the prince. Loki wanted a chance for Thor to see them as equals, warriors worthy of Valhalla, instead of an inferior brother. He planned a series of pranks for his brother’s coronation, a new one each time as he knew deep down that Thor wasn’t ready to take the throne and when it was proven, Loki discovered that he wasn’t Asgardian as he had been led to believe his entire life. He was of Jotunheim; the crown prince of his home realm and the trauma of finding out he was something he hated twisted him, made him bitter and angry in a way he’d never experienced before. He fathered and mothered many children. But Odin always found a way to destroy them. The grief of losing his precious kids took a toll on him when coupled with the bitterness of his lied heritage settled deep into him. He lashed out several times, but in the end let go to try and find some peace in death, instead finding torture at the hand of Thanos.He suffered for an unknown amount of time, though to him it felt like an eternity, refusing to give the Titan what it was he wanted but at last, he could no longer take the torment and agreed to doing Thanos’ bidding. Loki would be given a realm of his own to protect and rule, while Thanos got the tesseract. But not all went as planned. The scepter he was given gave Thanos power over his mind as well, the control taking a toll on Loki’s mental and physical state the longer he was there. So when he lost the battle of New York, he was relieved to get home to Asgard, even if he knew imprisonment awaited him. While he was resigned to his fate in the cells beneath the castle, he knew he was safe from Thanos’ wrath. But the wanderer in him longed to see the world just one more time, and so he agreed to help Thor, and when they returned, Loki let Odin go to earth while he took the throne, pardoning his brother and friends and taking care of the realm for a while until Hela was released. In the aftermath of his adopted sister, Loki vanished, leaving a clone behind to help those he cared for, but searching for any sign of peace he could grasp

[skyofstorms-hiatus]

In Tragedy’s Wake | heroesofbr00klyn

@heroesofbr00klyn [continued from here]

Chris caught the younger male with ease, giving a sigh. "It's okay, Stiles. I'm right here." He assured. The moment felt like deja vu, he'd been standing here after Allison's death, devastated by the loss of the best thing in his life. Allison had kept him going when he had wanted to give up, but his living now was honoring her actions, her final sacrifice. Stiles and the Hales had helped him through the loss, and now it was time to return the favor. Raising a hand, he ran his fingers through Stiles' hair. "Do you need me to get anything from the house for you?"

[ultram0th]

I am fond of you Derek turning into a more muscular and/or hairy guy if that's the kind of request you were looking for? Love your stuff though regardless it's hot and well done.

It all began the morning after Derek had assumed his new Alpha title. Stiles had slept over, cuddling up next to his boyfriend when he'd jolted up awake as soon as his hands had brushed up against something unfamiliar.

"What...?" he trailed off, his eyes wide at his boyfriend's chest that he usually used as a pillow.

"Hm?" Derek sleepily yawned, wondering what his smaller boyfriend was panicking about.

"Der," Stiles mused, "your chest. It's... really hairy."

The werewolf cocked his eyebrow up at his boyfriend, running a hand over his pecs. Sure enough, the werewolf's previously smooth chest was now covered with black hairs. They spread out over his pecs, running down across his stomach before connecting to his bush. The hairs curled and looked thick enough to where one might've guessed that Derek had always been rather hirsute. His pert nipples poked through the dusting of hairs, looking hard. Plus, Stiles hadn't noticed it initially, but Derek's square jaw was also covered by a thick beard that looked like it'd take weeks for a guy to grow... not just a few hours.

Derek's eyebrows knitted together as he ran his hands over his hairy chest, his heart starting to race. However, just as soon as the worry began to trickle in, it disappeared.

His face smoothed out and he yawned loudly, gently placing a hand on Stiles's head to pat it back down to his now hairy chest.

Stiles wanted to argue, confused over both his boyfriend's sudden change and different attitude. He knew that Derek should've been freaking out and wondering what was happening to him, but instead his boyfriend acted like everything was normal.

He tried to ignore it, but as Stiles rested his head back down onto Derek's chest, something about the way he had to crane his neck alerted the human to something else.

"Derek!" he gasped loudly, sitting back up and tearing the covers away from his boyfriend. "You're... bigger!"

His boyfriend had always had a pretty toned physique, but now it looked as if Derek's chiseled pecs were now significantly larger and much more plump than they should've been. Without the covers over him, Stiles could also see that it wasn't just Derek's chest that had grown larger. His boyfriend's arms seemed to have doubled in size, looking thick and powerful as he lied on the bed. Even his legs were larger, his quads pressing tightly together and shoving his bulge (which seemed to stretch out his underwear more than usual) out in front.

And of course, every single larger muscle was covered in dark, manly hair.

"Stiles," Derek groaned, going so far as to roll his eyes, "everything is fine. I feel fine, there's nothing to worry about--"

He was interrupted when his phone alarm beeped, letting him know that he had to get out of bed, making him frown.

With a groan, Derek rolled his hairy bulk out of bed, the frame squeaking much more than it usually did as he moved. His heavy footsteps thudded over towards the dresser. As he walked, Derek noted how odd it felt to have his thighs rolling over one another, and how awkward it was to have his muscular arms resting at a ninety degree angle atop his flaring lats.

Stiles watched in disbelief as Derek nonchalantly attempted to get dressed in his normal clothes.

"Damn," Derek growled as he examined himself in the mirror. With his new bulk, none of his clothes fit him anymore. He couldn't get any of his jeans up past his massive quads, having to throw on a large pair of sweats that used to be baggy on him. Now, the material was skintight, showing off his meaty glutes and enormous package in front. The t-shirt he'd grabbed barely wrapped around his torso, ending above his navel. It had torn significantly across his large muscletits, showing off the hairy cleavage that he now possessed. There were two large bumps on the front from where his larger, nubby nipples poked against the thin cotton.

Stiles watched as Derek paled in the mirror, his beard-framed mouth opening like he was about to voice his concerns, but again, Derek seemed to instantly relax. He shrugged his broadened shoulders.

"I think my clothes shrunk in the wash," he chuckled, gesturing down at his hairy muscles.

"Derek!" Stiles cried, throwing his hands up in the air. "It's not the wash, it's you! You've turned into a hairy bodybuilder!" As crazy (or crazier) as it seemed, Stiles could've sworn that he'd watched Derek's hairy pecs balloon out a few more inches in those few seconds.

Derek took one last look at himself in the mirror, seeing how large and imposing he looked with his incredibly large, round muscles and the thick, masculine hair that coated them. He couldn't help but smirk back at his shocked boyfriend, flexing a large, hairy bicep. As his massive muscle bulged to the size of a bowling ball, the tight sleeves of the t-shirt burst apart.

"I'm not a bodybuilder," Derek smiled at his boyfriend, giving him a playful wink. "I'm the Alpha."

[forever-infinity]

Welcome to the new experience

hello there everyone! i have decided to start this account fresh!

please be 20+ if you would like to RP with me, as I am 21+. i mainly rp on discord, but I don't mind discussing it over here on tumblr.

i write in 3rd person! and i mainly write between 4-8+ paragraphs depending on what is needed of the rp! nsfw is okay, but it won't always be the main plot, and I prefer doms, but switches are okay as well! (just to note I am not the type to write a uwu bottom, unless that is something you request.)

i like fandomless, and fandom rp! NO double ups at the moment. MXM ONLY.

-ships...(bold is characters i muse as)-

tv shows/movies

will graham x hannibal lector

derek hale x stiles stilinsky

stiles stilinsky x peter hale

scott mcall x stiles stilinsky

dean winchester x crowley

anime

deku x shinsho

kirishima x deku

hinata x ushijima

oikawa x hinata

hinata x tsukishima

langa x reiki

naruto x sasuke (boruto)

ash x eiji (banana fish)

eiji x shorter (banana fish)

megumi x yuji

yuji x todo

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any plots work for any of the above ships! but here is a list of plots for fandom and fandomless (oc x oc)....(bold is what I have a high muse for, but you don't have to pick that!)

sunshine x grumpy, enemies to lovers, childhood friends, horror-apocalyptic, modern au's, arranged marriage, fake dating, rockstar au, love a first sight, fantasy, roommates, strangers to lovers, power imbalance, sugar daddy x sugar baby, etc.

feel free to message me over here on tumblr! if you would like just send me message asking me for my discord and I will do that as well!

[werelosingdaylight]

ALRIGHT SO IM BACK IN MY TEEN WOLF PHASE, let’s be honest I never really left, SO IM GONNA ASK FOR REQUESTS. All my other requests are still in progress or are currently on hold until I get muse for them. [I may or may not be on an Alpha!Stiles, Omega!Stiles, and Stilinski Twins kick right now.]

Characters I’ll write!

Stiles Stilinski x reader [This does include A/B/O AUs because I was robbed]

Void!Stiles x Reader [Same as with Stiles, A/B/O AUs, also Stiles Twin AU is welcome]

Scott McCall x Reader

Theo Raeken x Reader

Lydia Martin x Reader

Allison Argent x Reader

Derek Hale x Reader [Also including Teen!Derek]

Liam Dunbar x Reader

Malia Tate x Reader

Kira Yukimura x Reader

Cora Hale x Reader

Eli Hale x reader

[obriengf]

hi love! can i please request 12. safeguard with stiles? thank you so much!! <3

send me a character and a prompt for a scene blurb ~ (3/10)

SAFEGUARD : for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event.

Warnings : blood, severe injury, character demise - not a happy ending (:

Hopelessness embraced you like a weighted blanket; ponderous despair that bolted you to the ground and ceased your movements. You could hardly tell how long you’ve been here, the room you're deteriorating within had remained the same shade of darkness, and the temperature only decreasing from the stale moisture that had also found it’s way into your lungs. Loneliness was easily accepted by now and you acceded it with open arms if it meant cutting yourself off from the pain you’ve been inflicted. You hurt, and you had hardly spoken to anyone - refusing to tell them just what makes your pack tick, what unites you all and congregates such power. 

Trapped. You were trapped. You were taken, and you were bound. You were held against your will and they tried to make you talk - they really did. But you never would. They realised that. And that’s what made you so damn expendable.

The deliria was a bittersweet welcome the moment it started to set in. You were unable to tell the difference between reality and whatever your mind was forcing you to see, and for the better, it was a good thing. Reality was much, much harsher than hearing the voices of your friends and picturing the smiles of your loved ones as they sat beside you and coaxed fake faith for rescue. You truly wanted to believe that everything would be okay - after all, you had imagined figures telling you that it would be, and you were desperate to cling to whatever optimism you could get your hands on.

You couldn’t help as your sappless head lulled against the cold brick wall when your capturs returned; the pain in your body settling in every muscle and bone as if they were now permanently scarred and the affliction was simply just a part of you. Although your mind was slipping, you could still determine that the unforgiving gazes over your deteriorating body belonged to those of supernatural identities. They weren’t just wolves, they were something else, and they were dangerous.

You hardly even flinched as one crouched before you, their self-proclaimed leader Virgil, his forearms perching upon his knees with hands clasped between you two. He wore a hardered expression and smelt faintly of woodchips and stale cigarettes - the only things you could properly register as your consciousness teetered. It was easy to see that from the moment you first met him, that his impatience had grown substantially and that he wore frustration like an extra limb. 

You shouldn’t have been left alone. The pack agreed to stay together, to have each other’s backs, to protect and be protected. It had been seen over hundreds of times in horror films - do not follow the strange sound. But you did, and you were isolated from your friends the moment your head was struck by a blunt object. The disorientation you felt when your eyes managed to drag themselves opened was more than astounding, and the headache had yet cleared. That was days ago. You were sure that the back of your head was still sporting a matted red look, and that the paleness of your skin only made your newly decorated bruises stand out even more. Virgil was proficient at pestering you for information but you didn’t dare break, electing to suffer instead of giving up your second family. They didn’t hesitate, however, to use infliction of pain to prove their distaste. 

You were a wreck; falling apart and plummeting slowly, but surely.

“I’m sure ya know just how rare True Alphas are.” The voice started, his tone low and gravelly alongside the absent-minded cracking of his knuckles. His darkened eyes were hard to miss, even through the curtain of his long lashes as he stared at you, hoping that his intimidation was enough to make you crack. His tongue darted out quickly to lap at his dried lips, “But what most people don’t know, is that they’re really only as strong as their pack. Your pack.” 

The scoff you offered him was dripping with disgust, and you were sure that your eyes even rolled back with all of the sarcasm you had the energy to muster, “Too bad you’re never gonna know what that’s truly like. It really is a shame.”

His chuckle was dry and irritant, only enhanced by the way his hands squeezed into fists and you winced at the thought of those fingers leaving behind purple splotches against your skin once again. Virgil tutted, his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth in annoyance, “There are wolves, a coyote, kitsune, banshee... but what are you?  Besides a pain in my ass.”

“An abominable snowman.” Your reply was instant, a cheeky channel from the boy that taught you sarcasm a little too well. Virgil’s eyebrow rose as he silently questioned whether you considered him as being that stupid, to which you just smiled, “But ya know, it’s more of a wintertime thing. Seasonal.”

It was quick when his palm struck your face; the impact provoking instant feeling of nausea to bubbling in your chest. The days without food or water wouldn’t be helping the situation. The smack was loud as it echoed off the brick walls, the dilapidated building you’re held up within only allowing the sound to travel alongside the whine that unwillingly slipped past your now bleeding lips. It was human reaction when your eyes squeezed shut and you pushed yourself back as far as you could against the wall, curling your body inward as your forced yourself not to release a defeated sob.

He was getting to you, and he could see it as you broke. But you still wouldn’t talk, no matter what hell you had to drag yourself through.

Virgil slurred ‘bitch’ under his breath as he regained full stance before allowing his booted foot to slam into your ribs, your wail finally escaping and reverberating around the open space. You wanted to tell him to just get it over and done with - just kill me now. But you couldn’t let him win that easily, not after everything you had been through over the years, and you wouldn’t back down without a good ol’ fight first. 

You didn’t expect to hear it; the loud bang down the hall, smashing glass, and howls of angry wolves. It was sudden and brash and made Virgil and his men jump as fear shone within their eyes. It felt too good to be true... am I just too far gone, or have they come for me? Will eyes flutter open and be met with a dark room once more, or will the supernatural A Team come bounding through that door and save the day? Salvation was only a lick away and it gave you a desired warmth in your stomach. 

Hastily, you were left alone in the room again. You wanted to scream out, to make yourself known, to be a waypoint to your rescuers - if it really was your rescuers. The moment you tried to voice out, your body coiled back, sharpness exploding in your ribs and forcing your head to thump. You could feel that headache again as it beat loudly, like a heart, like a reminder that your strength was dipping, like a final ounce of consciousness struggling to anchor itself. Maybe, it would be for the best if you closed your eyes and waited, if you let yourself slip just the tiniest bit, until the pain was gone. Just for a moment. 

Hopefulness wasn’t that far away; it was an overdue kiss to the forehead, the anticipated squeeze of a hand. You were beckoned awake by the familiarity of a gentle voice, the tone saturated in worry and despair as it rang with such urgency into your ears. You noticed his touch next as you attempted to squeeze his hands back, your eyelashes struggling to wake as they danced across your cheekbone. The boy brought warmth and satisfaction and you could cry on the spot just by knowing that Stiles Stilinski was with you and by your side, where he always belonged.

His voice shook as it tried to stay grounded, “Open your eyes for me, sweetheart, please. Let me see those pretty eyes... I need to see them, okay?” 

It was nearly impossible just to see him - the intensity of your exhaustion weighing down your eyelids, your body conflicted to follow your heart when it was just so damn destroyed. You could feel your shoulders squirm in the slightest as you pushed past a small cry, but it was the feeling of his hold as it cradled your cheek that was a trigger enough to finally look at your sweet boy. Stiles’ body relaxed immediately when his gaze could bore into yours; the golden whisky shade of his eyes briefly clouded by bubbled tears that collected on his lash line. He was beyond relieved to have you back, tempted to sacrifice the world just to have his love in his arms again.

“There’s my pretty girl.” He cooed, his thumb rubbing under your eye, careful to not aggravate the darkened circles made by sleep deprivation and bruising.

You could hardly speak as you throat tore from dryness, but you still smiled, whispering delicately, “You found me.”

“I wasn’t going to stop until I found you. These past few days... they’re some of the worst days of my life. I was going out of my freaking mind.” Stiles lent in to press another kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering as he took in your presence and the alleviation your vitality left. His lengthy fingers left you to fiddle in the depths of his jeans, satisfied when he pulled out the swiss army pocket-knife that his dad gifted for his eighteenth birthday. His trusty sword, you always called it. He reached behind you to cut away at the zip ties that bound your hands together before breaking away the tie around your legs, a loud sigh eliciting from the relief that came with freedom.

You knew this wasn’t a mind trick - how could it be when you could feel the sprouting of regained life in your chest, how it offered hope and light and future. You could relish in this feeling forever, and you nearly did.

Nearly.

Familiar frigidity filled your space in the snap of fingers. One second Stiles was there, and then he was ripped away from you as your eyes fluttered open. His voice rang shrill as it called your name. You suddenly couldn’t hear the continuous battle with your friends beyond this room, you couldn't smell the mould and mildew that had surely found home in your lungs, you couldn’t feel the chill of the concrete floor as your nails ripped against it at the sight of Stiles being held back by two of Virgil’s men. You were only focused on your sweet boy.

“How sweet, teenage love.” The man of the hour spat against the shell of your ear, prompting uncomfortable shivers to travel down your spine. The growing emitting from his tone suggested that he was in wolf form, something you were accustomed to when it came to your Alpha and friends. Only this time, you could sense the red hot rage that was coursing through his veins and how a claw dragged with odd tenderness down your cheek, then your throat.

“Don’t you goddamn touch her.” Stiles squirmed, his human frame held back with each movement he made. Virgil threw his head back with a laugh, striding tall with intimidation as he made his way toward Stiles, standing beside him as they both faced your battered body.

Virgil hummed, finger tapping briefly against Stiles’ chest, “I can hear you, thump thump thump.” He gestured to his heart, claw pushing against him until he only just pierced the skin. The wolf chuckled again, “Just you wait until I have this bitch bleeding out on my floor. What a sight that’ll be.” 

Stiles tugged with all his strength, a groan ripping through his throat at the struggle. He was beyond angry now - absolutely seething at the promise of your demise, and he wasn’t going to have it. Your head shook at the thought of your love getting hurt, especially if it be anything like you. So you cleared your throat and spoke up, much to everyone’s surprise.

“I’ll tell you everything, if you let him go. Then you can do whatever you want with me.” 

This intrigued the wolf, his ears visually perking at your offer. He took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest, muscles swelling as his head tilted in curiosity. He didn’t expect you to break after these dragging days, and especially because of a silly human boy. Love makes people do crazy things. Virgil hummed, “Even with them all out there fighting for your life, you’d still give ‘em up, just for him? For love, of all damn things?” He sighed, digging his heel against the floor, “You really are a stupid girl.”

Stiles grunted, protesting against your sacrifice, “Don’t say anything, it’s not worth it. I’m not worth it!”

“You’re worth everything and more, Stiles! I’ve made my decision...” It pained you to tear your gaze away from your worried boyfriend, your focus hardening instantly as it landed back on the man with the cheshire smile, “Let him go, and I’m yours.”

Ulterior motives are often hard to spot. They’re so well trained to exist in plain sight, to become so apart of the story that the twist in the plot can’t be seen coming. So easily, they can shake and turn the things that you thought was going to happen - when suddenly, the path changes, and the new direction takes you more than just by surprise. That’s what happened when Virgil let Stiles go. 

The boy ran instantly toward you the moment his arms were broken free, and that hopefulness returned. That goddamn hopefulness that you never thought you would feel again until he found you in the first place. That goddamn hopefulness that glistened in your eyes and sang in your heart. That goddamn hopefulness that did embrace you like a hug, only made from warm touches and not weighted blankets. That goddamn hopefulness that was ripped away so goddamn fast that you never saw it coming.

Stiles never got to you, and your eyes widened when he stood frozen, only a few feet away. Golden hues that made your knees weak had suddenly lost their saturation, murkiness sitting in their wake. It made you travel your focus down as a hand protruded from Stiles’ torso - claws curling to form a fist before those familiar run-down converse shoes were lifted from the floor. His white shirt was stained red - like the apples you would share during Spring, or the colour of lipstick that was pressed to his cheek after your first date. Red were the roses that he gave you on your sixth-month anniversary, and the album you two couldn’t stop singing to every single day during that one Summer break. Red was the blood that now seeped from his lips and down his chin, a dribble that soon turned to much more. Stiles was painted red from head to toe, and it stopped you from breathing.

Virgil was kind enough to throw the body of your boyfriend by your feet before you crawled to him, wailing so incredibly loud that you missed the moment the door was kicked in. You dragged Stiles’ head to your lap and sat your hands on his cheeks, tears that had trailed down your face now mixing with those of his own as they fell. Hands trembled and your lip quivered, a mantra of ‘no no no’ spoken under your breath as you tried to process what was happening.

“Don’t do this, you can’t leave me. You can’t leave me, Stiles!” You were angry and sad and you wanted to scream until your throat burned. You wanted to shove your hand into the cavity of your chest and rip out your own heart - you wouldn’t be needing it if you didn’t have Stiles Stilinski to give your everything to. He tried saying your name, a reassuring sentiment, but the words were drowned by the bubbling of his blood and you completely broke. You shushed him, thumbs rubbing so gently against his skin, “I’m right here, okay? I love you. I love you so much.”

You didn’t notice when the howling ceased, when the battle stopped, when the room fell quiet, or when your friends won. You couldn’t hear the way their sobs started to harmonise with yours, nor did you see them fall to their knees over their dying friend. It wasn’t meant to end this way.

“H-here let... let me...” Scott’s voice was hoarse as he crouched next to you, his eyes slamming shut the second he saw the pool of red that you and Stiles were sitting within. Scott reached out for Stiles’ arm as an attempt to take the pain away, but nothing came. 

Stiles’ head lulled to the side as he coughed out blood, enough to allow him to get out a few words, “There’s no pain, Scotty. It’s just peace.”

You sniffled loudly as one hand dragged through his brown locks, pulling through the tangled mess. You sighed, sadness evident in your tone, “We’re all here with you. It’s okay. We’ll be okay.” 

For the last time, your sweet boy peered up to you, his lips curled in the smile that you fell in love with first. His eyes sparkled, offering adoration. 

Stiles Stilinski drew his final breath, “I love you.” 

[writtenjewels]

Pleasurable Business pt 5

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

Jason was playing on his Game Boy when he got a knock at the door. It was the boss coming to tell him that someone was requesting him, but they hadn't made an appointment. This seemed a little weird, but not completely unheard of: walk-ins were sometimes referred here by their friends. Jason put his game away and headed out to see who this person was.

And felt his heart jump in his chest before setting a rushed tempo. A flush spread over his cheeks and down to his neck. Jason was tempted to pinch himself to be sure this was real.

Salim. Salim was here and asking for Jason. Jason stood rooted to his spot for a minute staring at the man as he sat waiting on a couch. He finally managed to move, but his legs were wobbling. There was nothing he could do about the blush on his cheeks but Jason did try pulling himself together. No way he was going to let on he had spent the past few days fantasizing about this man.

“Hey,” he nodded, sitting next to Salim on the couch.

“Hello,” Salim returned warmly, his own face a little red. Seeing that made Jason smile. “No blue raspberry popsicle today?”

“Nah.” Jason's smile grew a little more. “I gave my last customer a massage and a handjob.” Feeling bold, Jason leaned toward Salim a little. “Why? Did you like the blue raspberry?”

“Not exactly.” Salim's eyes dropped down to Jason's lips and Jason felt his skin tingle in anticipation. He leaned a little closer and wet his lips invitingly. “Last time I was here,” Salim mused, “you asked me to kiss you. Is that common?”

“I don't usually deal with first-timers,” Jason answered. “That's more Eric's thing.”

“So you really didn't know what you were doing,” Salim concluded.

“I was askin' a hot guy to kiss me,” Jason shrugged. “It ain't exactly rocket science.” Salim's lip twitched into a shy smile as the blush spread on his face. The guy was so damn cute. He felt something warm on his knee and glanced down to see Salim's hand there. His heart was going crazy in his chest. When Jason looked up again, Salim's face was much closer.

“May I kiss you, Jason?” It felt like his face had caught on fire and he could barely breathe.

“Please,” he answered in a strained voice.

Salim brushed a hand across Jason's cheek, moving around to the back of his head and drew the younger man in. The kiss stile what breath was left in Jason's lungs. He could feel the hunger and heat of it already, Salim's tongue brushing the bottom lip and making pleasure slide down Jason's spine. He parted his lips and wound his arms around Salim's shoulders, groaning at the feel of the man's tongue pressing inside his mouth.

His fantasies hadn't been enough. The taste and feel of Salim's lips, the way their tongues stroked together, the warmth of his touch, those were things that Jason's imagination couldn't replicate. He slid forward and settled himself onto Salim's lap. He heard a little rumble of pleasure from Salim and squeezed the man's hips with his thighs. Salim didn't need direction this time to move his hand toward Jason's ass. Jason groaned again and rolled his hips.

“Jason,” Salim gasped out. “Allah, I couldn't stop thinking of you since we parted.” He pressed a kiss to Jason's neck. “I had to ask Dar for directions to this place. It was very embarrassing.” Another kiss to the neck, traveling down to Jason's shoulder. “I was worried you might be busy with a customer.” Yet another kiss as Salim's lips found Jason's collar-bone. Jason panted for breath and craned his neck back for more.

There was something they should be doing. He couldn't think of what it was.

“Should we move to a room?” Salim asked him. A soft whine escaped Jason's lips when Salim stopped kissing him. It took a moment for his brain to work. Right, a room, that's what it was. It was so easy to get caught up in Salim and forget about anything else.

It was with great reluctance that he got off Salim's lap and led them to one of the empty rooms. They were all laid out pretty much the same. Jason pressed his back to the door, throwing Salim a heated look. Salim swallowed, kissing Jason's cheek but leaving space between them. Jason fixed that problem by grabbing Salim's shirt and tugging him forward, arching against the older man's body. Strong hands were on his hips at once.

“Fuck, yeah,” Jason approved. His fingers caressed Salim's shirt and down to the hem. He got his hand underneath and felt bare skin. The man's body was broad with softened muscle, but Jason sensed there was still power there. His fingers tickled chest hair and Jason tugged up to get the shirt off. Salim pulled back and their eyes met; Jason's heart skipped a beat seeing the dark, lustful glaze over Salim's eyes.

“I didn't come here for a massage and a handjob.”

“Oh, yeah?” Jason smiled, pulling Salim's shirt farther up his body. Salim removed it completely, his breath hitching when Jason's hands got on him. “So what'd you come here for? A nice chat?” Holy shit, was he flirting with Salim now? Being around this guy made Jason completely lose his head.

“I came to see you, Jason,” Salim told him. His hand brushed along Jason's hip, tugging at the material of his shirt. “Up until the moment I saw you, I felt ridiculous. I didn't think it would be like this.” The shirt was moving off Jason's body and he shivered, not daring to move in case that broke Salim's concentration. “It's easy to be with you, Jason, easier than it ever felt with Maysa.”

“Why's that ridiculous?” Jason wondered. “You didn't know you were into men?”

“Oh, I always knew that,” Salim shrugged, dropping Jason's shirt on the floor. His hands started moving over Jason's chest, mapping over the lines and contours of his stomach and pecs. Jason squeezed his hands into Salim's chest on reflex. “What felt ridiculous,” Salim resumed, “was pursuing it.”

“I'm glad you did,” Jason assured him. He ran his fingers through Salim's chest hair and up to his pecs to pinch a nipple. “Truth is, I haven't stopped thinkin' about you, either.”

“I wonder if our thoughts were the same?” Salim mused, leaning in to kiss Jason's jaw. This time his lips didn't have to stop when they got to Jason's shoulder. Every kiss spread more warmth and desire through Jason's body. He slipped his hand back down Salim's stomach and down to his crotch.

“Yeah,” Jason smirked, feeling the bulge pressing against his hand. “I'd say they were the same.” He gently rubbed the bulge, his own growing erection straining against his pants. Salim got both hands at Jason's hips. He lifted and Jason answered by slinging his leg around Salim's waist.

It was a few quick steps to the bed, and every one of them was punctuated by an eager beat of Jason's heart. Then he was being stretched out on the bed and Salim was sliding his pants off his hips. Jason gulped in air even as he wiggled out of the clothes and kicked them off the bed. He arched his body up and spread out his legs, unable to stop the little smirk seeing Salim's eyes go wide.

“No underwear?” Salim's voice had a thick, breathy quality.

“Nope.” Jason pointed off to the side. “Lube's over there.” Salim found it and was back in Jason's line of sight in short order to remove the last of his own clothing. Jason wanted to take a good, long look at Salim's body. The dude was built like a MMA fighter and the chest hair was sexy as hell.

Salim sank down on the bed and Jason pushed up to crawl over and get on his lap. He needed to feel Salim's body against his. Salim wound his arms around Jason, their mouths meeting in a kiss that ignited into fire, teeth clashing and tongues meeting in a tangle. Jason arched forward and Salim's hands went down to cup his ass and lift him. The fire felt like it was spreading in him so quickly. Jason broke the kiss to whimper, wiggling on his perch as he felt Salim's cock.

“Fuck, fuck me, please,” he begged.

“N-now?” Salim's lips were becoming less precise, crashing against Jason's ear, his cheekbone, his breathing heavy and urgent. “Shouldn't I use the lube first, habibi?” Jason recognized that word: he heard Dar use it when he talked to Eric all the time. But he didn't have time to examine what it meant when he was too eager for Salim to fuck him.

Jason used the rest of the lube to stretch himself open. Not nearly enough, as the first penetration proved, but holy fuck who cared? Salim was inside him, filling him, stretching him so well. His erection was getting painful so Jason rocked back and forth a bit to rub against Salim's stomach.

“You're so tight, Jason,” Salim awed. He carefully pushed himself in a little deeper. “I never... I didn't know it could feel like this.”

“Me neither,” Jason agreed. He squeezed his thighs as Salim moved in even deeper. “Better than a fuckin' dildo.”

“I, ah, assume...” Salim grunted and lifted Jason a little to adjust the angle; Jason anchored his fingers into the other man's shoulders as the shift allowed more of Salim's cock to push inside him. “That's good?”

“Good,” Jason agreed. “Fuckin' amazing.”

He found he really liked the way Salim lifted him up to bounce Jason on his cock. It was a little slow but the way they were wrapped around each other made up for it. Jason's hands moved up to pinch Salim's nipples again while Salim's went the other direction to get his hands on Jason's ass and try spreading him open.

Their lips met again, fierce and hot, only to part just as fast so Jason could latch his mouth onto Salim's nipple instead. He sucked hard on the nub, rolling it on his tongue, and all the while Salim was picking up the pace of his thrusts. Jason switched nipples hoping to encourage it, rocking his hips forward to meet the thrusts. Salim cried out and fell onto the bed. Jason didn't miss a beat, kissing as far down Salim's chest as he could comfortably reach before going back up again.

He pushed up with his knees and sank down again, Salim's hands on him to get him in a good position. Somehow Salim knew exactly when to get his hand on Jason's cock and stroke him. The bouncing and riding was getting faster as they both chased their orgasms.

“Jason, Jason, mahbubi, stop!” Salim grabbed him to hold Jason in place. Jason blinked down at him in dazed confusion. He had to blink back tears as he'd been just on the cusp of his orgasm. “I'm about to cum,” Salim warned him.

“I don't, uh.” Jason couldn't understand the problem. “Did you wanna give me a facial?”

“A what?” Salim stared up at him, frowning. It took a moment but he understood, and he quickly shook his head. “No, mahbubi, but I... I'm so deep inside you. I didn't think you would want...” He couldn't finish but his flushed cheeks said enough.

“Fuck, Salim, it's just cum,” Jason huffed, turning his face away to try hiding his own blush. “I have customers jizz on me all the time. It's not a big deal.” Salim was quiet for a few moments. Then he lifted Jason again, rolling them, pushing Jason down into the mattress instead. Jason cried out as the shift made the next thrust even deeper. His toes curled, his body lifting off the bed.

“Just like this,” he babbled. “Fuck me 'til you cum just like this, Salim.” Salim pressed a kiss on his lips and said something in another language. The only word Jason recognized was “mahbubi”, not that he even knew what that meant. He would have to ask later... if he even remembered.

It was hard to have any thoughts at all now. Salim was fucking into him at such a pounding pace now, adjusting every other thrust until he found the prostrate and caused Jason's vision to explode. Nothing else seemed to exist but Salim's cock striking his spot over and over, sending him hurdling through an orgasm that seemed to spread through every nerve of his body. Jason tried to touch Salim but it ended up being more like desperate clawing. He was aware of Salim's lips and tried to respond as best he could.

And then something hot and wet was between his thighs. Jason slowly got his mind to piece back together. Salim was above him, glistening with sweat and flushed from their lovemaking. Jason lifted a shaky hand to touch one heated cheek. Salim's face softened and he leaned into Jason's hand.

“I want to stay,” Salim confessed, “as long as I can.” Jason brushed his fingers over the skin to the back of Salim's head. He pulled their faces close.

“Okay,” he agreed, and kissed Salim's mouth.

[spellbcok]

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

i really dropped the ball with event starters & threads, so to make up there are no caps. pls request to your heart's content. if you'd like to plot my dms are always open or you can like this post/react in the server channel when i post the call and i'll come to you with Thoughts™. here you can find more information on muses as well as where they are at post-event.

(2/?) anya jenkins || drusilla, albus potter. (1/?) brenda bates || kirsty cotton. (5/?) chloe decker || josh washington, claire redfield, dream, sherlock, kono. (1/?) tak dongkyung (*newly unaware) || jina. (1/?) ji euntak || ally, elain archeron. (2/?) lorelai gilmore || elliot alderson, scarlett thomas. (4/?) lydia martin (*newly aware) || peter hale, chad charming, derek hale, stiles stilinski. (1/?) nam onjo || namra. (3/?) sabrina spellman || benjamin, robin buckley, lorna dane. (3/?) tinker bell (*newly unaware) || ahkmenrah, harriet hook, dot warner. (1/?) ki yuri || jang yeohee, beelzebub.

two new muses. both are unaware & i'm looking for fabricated connections so feel free to like if you'd like me to come into your dms or simply reply for starters &lt;3

(3/??) blue sargent || zoe rivas, a-xiang, cho chang. (2/??) grace le domas || francesca slytherin, tadashi hamada.

[pcrfectstorms]

#PCRFECTSTORMS an independent, highly selective multi-fandom, multi-muse featuring canon and original characters from mixed media. this blog is heavily canon divergent and features dark themes! mun is 30+ (lor, they/them) do not follow if you are under 21!

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EDDIE • STEVE • JADE • REMUS • ROBIN • SHAUNA • JOHN • BUCKY • NATASHA • SALVOR • SPOCK • MARK • LIP • SWEET PEA • FIONA • STILES

[scribeoffate]

I really want to say, pick any prompt to go for sciles bc i cant pick one for them bc theyre so <33333

oooh, okay, thanks! i choose: 23. “Sorry, that was… Do you think we could have a do-over?”

Stiles can't help but adore the flushed looked on Scott's face as he ducks his head. His clothes are covered in spaghetti sauce, various noodles, and little bits of meatball.

The twin toddlers are equally as messy. And almost as cute.

"Sorry," Scott says, "we could try again tomorrow night?"

"Nyuh- uh," Stiles says. "Tonight is my date night with you. The babysitter getting sick last minute, notwithstanding. If you think I am not having fun, you haven't been paying attention."

Stiles grins and plays back the video evidence of Scott trying to feed two toddlers spaghetti.

Scott shakes his head but smiles. "You gonna show that the next time someone asks for the alpha of Beacon Hills?"

Stiles snorts. "This is comedy gold. I won't be sharing this video footage for free. Clearly, I'll be selling it to the highest bidder. I can think of several potential clients immediately."

Scott rolls his eyes. "Right. Well, are you going to help me get them cleaned up? Or are you gonna record that too?"

Stiles holds up his phone. "Comedy. Gold."

"You could do that," Scott muses, "but if you helped me, we'd have more time for video games."

Stiles narrows his eyes. "You drive a tough bargain, Scotty. But I'm in."

(Scott gets plenty of footage of Stiles covered in soapy suds cooing at the twins. They both sell them to Kira for a hefty price. She demands that they use said profit to buy her a spa day.)

Technically part of my: Scott is the Best Dad series, which is scira ft. a family and QPR sciles Request a Ficlet

[skyofstorms]

Stiles Stilinski | Request Muse

Age: 18

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Species: Druid

Pronouns: He/Him

Romance: Bisexual

Face Claim: Dylan O'Brien

About:

Stiles is the only child of the Beacon County Sheriff, and best friend to Scott McCall. He's always been a kind an playful kid, growing up in Beacon Hills and becoming (and staying) best friends with Scott, who over the years has become more of a brother to him than anything. Although he never personally knew the Hale family, he cried when he discovered the family had been killed. A small part of this was because at the time, the nine year old knew his mother, Claudia was sick. It was during a doctor's visit that he briefly met Laura and Derek in the cafeteria with his dad. After that day, he didn't see either of the two again, and two years later, when his mother died, he was too hurt to remember he'd ever even seen the siblings. During her fight, he had kept his hair basically shaved to support her and in his grief, he could never bring himself to let her go entirely by letting it grow out. His dad cooed by drinking, and it got out of hand to the point Stiles, only barely a teenager, was taking care of the bills and cooking while attending school. When Scott's mom stepped in and helped his dad get sober, Stiles felt a great relief in no longer having to run the house and go to school.

When their sophomore year began, Stiles overheard a call on his dad's police scanner about a body and decided he'd drag Scott out for a late night adventure. The result was Scott's being turned and the chaotic life of a human among the supernatural began for Stiles. While he helped Scott, he had a few encounters with Derek that led him to not like the older male, partially because he felt like Derek hated him for some reason. Once they discovered who the alpha was that turned Scott, Stiles helped kill Peter and found a little relief since the man had attacked and bitten Lydia, who was somehow immune to the bite. The next semester would be a little harder, since Scott and Allison were secretly seeing each other, Derek was making a willing pack of his own. The issue with the kanima had Stiles feeling useless on more than one occasion, but when all was said and done, he was present for the resolution of Jackson finally being turned into a wolf. When Erica and Boyd were kidnapped, Stiles decided that since Scott was working so.much, he could help locate them, and spent much of the summer helping Derek, Isaac and (although he didn't like it) Peter try to find the missing betas.

It was during this particular summer that Stiles (although he'll try to deny it) actually fell for Derek. He was unaware of when he'd begun enjoying spend time with the wolf, but it happened and Stiles felt like an idiot for loving someone who hated him. However, it was a conversation with Derek that convinced Stiles to let his hair grow. He'd commented about needing his hair cut and when asked about it, Stiles explained it was the only way he kept his mom close to him anymore. When Derek told him he didn't need to do that in order to keep his mom close, Stiles couldn't help but remember that initial brief meeting at the hospital the day of the fire and realizing that Derek didn't just have his mom, but all of his family that was killed to remember. Weeks later, the alpha pack and darach showed up and Stiles found the semi-peaceful life he'd had over the summer was over, and in the end he had to almost die to help end the power struggle and war between the two clashing forces. However, the effect of it was his becoming possessed. While being controlled by the void fox, a nogitsune, Stiles caused chaos, havoc l, nearly wiped out the small town he'd grown up in. The thing he hates most about the possession was kissing a girl he didn't even know because the fox was in control of his body. He tries not to think of that kiss, glad the fox hadn't gone further than that, knowing it was purposely toying with his feelings for Derek by doing so. It was by the sheer force of will and help of his pack of friends that Stiles overcame the power and will of the fox and became able to be himself again. Despite being just human, Stiles bears much of the guilt from his possession as his own and his nightmares make it hard to get a decent night's sleep. But there's power breaking the surface, the spark that drew the nogitsune to Stiles has been lit and is waking up for the first time.

[lightningxmagic]

Below the cut, you can find a growing list of ships for my muses. It will not always be a conclusive list but it is a start and some of my favorites. Feel free to look through at your leisure:

A COURT OF THORNES AND ROSES

FEYRE ARCHERON- Rhysand, Tamlin, Lucien, Cassian, Azriel (crossovers could be explored)

 ELAIN ARCHERON- Lucien, Tamlin, Azriel (crossovers could be explored)

NESTA ARCHERON- Cassian, Azriel (crossovers could be explored)

GWYNETH BERDARA- Azriel, Cassian (crossovers could be explored)

NOVA NIGHT- Azriel, Cassian, Tamlin, Kage (a bestie exclusive) (crossovers could be explored)

AURORA- Cassian, Tamlin, Lucien (Crossovers could be explored)

DAWN VANSERRA- open to exploration

GREYSON VANSERRA- open to exploration

JESMINDA- Lucien, Eris, Tamlin ( crossovers could be explored )

NOELLE WINTER- Kage, Nyx (crossovers could be explored)

VIOLET SPRING- Kage, Nyx (crossovers could be explored)

SERAPHINA VANSERRA- open to exploration

CRESCENT CITY

BRYCE QUINLAN- Hunt Athalar, Connor Holstrom (crossovers could be explored)

DANIKA FENDYR- Ruhn Danaan, Baxian (crossovers could be explored)

LIDIA CERVOS- Ruhn Danaan, Pollux (crossovers could be explored)

FOURTH WING

VIOLET SORRENGAIL- Xaden Riorson, Dan Aetos (sue me) (crossovers can be explored)

TEEN WOLF

ALLISON ARGENT- Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Jackson Whittemore , Jack McGarrett (crossovers can be explored)

 MALIA HALE- Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Jack McGarrett (crossovers can be explored)

SCARLETT DUKE- Derek Hale, Camden Lahey, Isaac Lahey (crossovers can be explored)

LYDIA MARTIN- Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Jackson Whittemore, Malia Hale, Jordan Parrish, Jack McGarrett (crossovers can be explored)

LUNA LAHEY-open to exploration

MCU

NATASHA ROMANOFF- Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Matt Murdock, Tony Stark, Thor, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (crossovers can be explored)

 WANDA MAXIMOFF- Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Vision, Sam Wilson (crossovers can be explored)

 JANE FOSTER- Thor (crossovers can be explored)

PEGGY CARTER- Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes (crossovers can be explored)

KATE BISHOP- Eli Bradley, Cassie Lang (crossovers can be explored)

YELENA BELOVA- Bucky Barnes (crossovers can be explored)

DARCY LEWIS- open to exploration

MICHELLE JONES- Peter Parker (crossovers can be explored)

GAMORA-Peter Quill (crossovers can be explored)

GWEN STACY- Peter Parker (crossovers can be explored)

JEAN GRAY (request only)- Scott Summers

MAYA LOPEZ (request only)- open to exploration

SERSI (request only)- Ikaris, Dane Whitman (crossovers can be explored)

MAKKARI (request only)- Druig (crossovers can be explored)

CASSIE LANG- Kate Bishop, open to exploration

TVD/ORIGINALS

CAROLINE FORBES- Klaus Mikaelson, Alaric Saltzman, Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Tyler Lockwood

BONNIE BENNETT- Enzo St. John, Damon Salvatore, Kai Parker, Jeremy Gilbert

DAVINA CLAIRE- Kol Mikaelson

HAYLEY MARSHALL- Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Jackson Kenner

REBEKAH MIKAELSON- Marcel Gerard, Stefan Salvatore

SHADOWHUNTERS

CLARY FRAY- Jace Herondale, Simon Lewis

ISABELLE LIGHTWOOD- Raphael, Simon Lewis

MAGNUS BANE- Alec Lightwood

SUPERNATURAL

JO HARVELLE- Dean Winchester

SAMI WINCHESTER- open to exploration

RUBY- Sam Winchester

GAME OF THRONES

DAENERYS TARGARYEN- Jon Snow, Khal Drogo

SANSA STARK- open to exploration

ARYA STARK- Gendry Baratheon

CURSED

NIMUE- Lancelot, Arthur

 AVALON DU LAC- open to exploration

GUINEVERE- Lancelot, Arthur

GREEK MYTH

PERSEPHONE- Hades

DISNEY

MAL BERTHA- Jay, Ben

SHADOW AND BONE

ALINA STARKOV- Aleksander Kirigan, Mal, Nikolai

INEJ GHAFA- Kaz Brekker

GENYA SAFIN- David

 NINA ZENIK- Matthias

PERIOD DRAMAS/HISTORICAL MUSES

CLARICE DE’MEDICI- Lorenzo De’Medici, Lancelot

MARY STUART- Francis de Valois, Sebastian de Poitiers

LOLA FLEMING- open

KENNA DE POITIERS- Sebastian de Poitiers

GREER NORWOOD- Leith Beyard

AYLEE- open

ANASTASIA ROMANOV- Dimitri

BRIDGERTON

DAPHNE BRIDGERTON- Simon Basset

ELOISE BRIDGERTON- Philip Crane

PENELOPE FEATHERINGTON- Colin Bridgerton, Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton

KATE SHARMA- Anthony Bridgerton

EDWINA SHARMA (request only)- Prince Friedrich

SOPHIA BECKETT- Benedict Bridgerton

FRANCESCA BRIDGERTON- Michael Sterling

STRANGER THINGS

NANCY WHEELER- Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Johnathan Byers

 ELEVEN- Dustin Henderson, Mike Wheeler

MAX MAYFIELD- Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair

ROBIN BUCKLEY-open

CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM- Eddie Munson

IMOGEN CUNNINGHAM- open

RIVERDALE

TONI TOPAZ- Cheryl Blossom, Fangs Fogarty, Jughead Jones

CHERYL BLOSSOM- Toni Topaz, Isaac Lahey, Jughead Jones

MAXIMUM RIDE/THE PROTECTORS

MAXIMUM RIDE- Fang

EUPHORIA

 RUE BENNETT- Jules Vaughn, Elliot

LEXI HOWARD- Fezco

CASSIE HOWARD- Nate Jacobs

JULES VAUGHN- Rue Bennett, Nate Jacobs, Elliot

WEDNESDAY ( THE SERIES ) 

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS- Xavier Thorpe, Tyler Galpin, Enid Sinclair

ENID SINCLAIR- Xavier Thorpe, Wednesday Addams

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

GWENDOLYN SMITH (request only)- open

[soughthope]

Hello cuties, won't you stay a while? Soughthope is a fun and chaotic independent multi-muse featuring canon and original characters, established in December 2012 and remade in May 2023. Nurtured by Sunshine, she/they, 30. This blog will contain mature and triggering themes. MDNI. 21+

Heavily affiliated with: soughtbirthright, lcstinfantasy , chrissyfied , entangledmuses , ner0tic , bettermonster , deermooses , dcmur3, petitsdieu & every blog they ever make obvi.

🗡 icon border by: bccksmarts 🗡 Banner template by: rpinkling

Muses:

Fandom ocs

Astrid Clark

Disney

Queen Elsa ( Frozen )

Shank ( Wreck-it Ralph )

Nick Wilde ( Zootopia )

Casandra ( Tangled series )

Helen Parr

Peter Pan

Fawn

Maya Hart

Mal Bertha

Astrid Hofferson

Jack Frost

Kristoff Bjorgman

Anime

Sakura Haruno

Naruto Uzumaki

Hinata Shoyo

Tohru Honda

Haruhi Fujioka

Mitsukuni Haninozuka

Animation

Korra

Ballister Blackheart

Ambrosius Goldenlion

Adora

Amity Blight

Lilith Clawthorne

Connie Maheswaran

Greg Universe

Garnet

Linda Belcher

Ruby

Rayla

Zuko

Vi

Spongebob Squarepants

Roxanne ( Goofy Movie )

Jessie ( Toy Story )

Catra

Coraline Jones

Norman Babcock

Sally ( Nightmare Before Christmas )

Shock ( Nightmare before Christmas)

Gaming

Princess Peach

Joel Miller

Max Caulfield

Chloe Price

Kate Marsh

Nathan Prescott

Lena Oxton

Angela Zeigler

Elizabeth Ashe

DC Comics

Lena Luthor

Bruce Wayne

Kara Danvers

Pamela Isley

Marvel Comics

Wolverine

Peter Parker

Tony Stark

Frank Castle

Spider-Gwen

Lila Barton

Pietro Maximoff

Loki Laufeyson

Valkyrie / Brunnhilde

OBX

Rafe Cameron

Kiara Carrera

JJ Maybank

Ward Cameron ( Request )

Wheezie Cameron

Stranger Things

Max Mayfield

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Jim Hopper

Eddie Munson

Dustin Henderson

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Meg Masters

Jo Harvelle

Twilight

Emmett Cullen

Leah Clearwater

Bella Swan

The Walking Dead

Rick Grimes

Maggie Greene

Rosita Espanoza

Bridgerton

Simon Basset

Penelope Featherington

Anthony Bridgerton

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

Jackson Whitemore

Stiles Stilinski

Scott Mccall

Liam Dunbar

Scream

Billy Loomis

Stu Maher

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Chad Meeks-Martin

Noah Foster

Emma Duval

Harry Potter

Draco Malfoy

Luna Lovegood

Misc

Nathan Scott

Noah Flynn

Fezco

Jules Vaughn

[misteriios]

— EVENT STARTER CALL ! 🎃👻

please be specific who you want a starter from and to who of yours if you have many muses. you can request as many as you’d like, i’ll not have a limit. // everyone’s costume

alexios - ( tk )

amy pond - ( dream, river, alice )

bb-8 - ( satine, albus )

brianna mackenzie - ( sophie )

callie adams foster - ( derek, mimmi )

dustin henderson - ( will, nancy, eddie, jihyo )

elizabeth swann - ( dani, killian, henry, jack, harriet )

erica reyes - ( allison, isaac, malia, stiles )

freddie mcclair - ( emily, effy, charlie )

jake fitzgerald - ( brooke, noah )

jj maybank - ( kiara, charles )

landon kirby - ( rikki, caroline, josie, hope )

liv parker - ( lizzie, marlene, kevin, caroline )

luke patterson - ( rue )

meredith quill - ( cisco, tony )

[taintedbloodlines]

send 🖼️ and i’ll make a moodboard of our muses’ relationship: for @evolvingheartisms who requested Klaus & Stiles

drag me to the dark side and show me what my body was made for

[taleswrittena]

Under the cut is a list of muses I have for those who can’t open the google doc. Note: the google doc has detailed information about them so if you can, please open it up.

Bold is primary, italic is secondary, regular is by request.

TVD/TO/LEGACIES:

ELENA GILBERT

KATHERINE PEIRCE

DAMON SALVATORE

ALARIC SALTZMAN

LIZZIE SALTZMAN

josie saltzman

caroline forbes

bonnie bennett

Klaus Mikaelson

FINAL FANTASY:

CLOUD STRIFE

aeirth

tifa

snow villiers

THIRTEEN REASON’S WHY:

Justin Foley

Bryce Walker

Jessica Davis

Clay Jenson

911/911 LONE STAR:

ATHENA GRANT

MADDIE BUCKLEY

OWEN STRAND

TK STRAND

GRACE RYDER

AHS:

Brooke Thompson

Montanna Duke

donovan

BBC SHERLOCK:

SHERLOCK HOLMES

BRIDGERTON:

Simon Bassett

Daphne Bridgerton

kate sharma/bridgerton

BTVS/ATS

Buffy Summers

CORDELIA CHASE

CAOS:

SABRINA SPELLMAN

ONE CHICAGO:

natalie manning

JAY HALSTEAD

ADAM RUZEK

KIM BURGESS

Hank Voight

CRIMINAL MINDS:

Spencer Reid

Emily Prentiss

DAREDEVIL:

MATT MURDOCK

DEXTER:

DEXTER MORGAN

DCTV:

SARA LANCE

JOHN CONSTANTINE

SPOONER

EUPHORIA:

JULES VAUGHN

RUE BENNETT

FROM DUSK TIL DAWN:

Seth Gecko

Kate Fuller

GOOD GIRLS:

BETH BOLAND

Greys’ Anatomy:

meredith grey

JO WILSON

CARINA DELUCA

Ameila Shepard

GAME OF THRONES:

DANY

Jon Snow

Sansa Stark

NCB HANNIBAL:

WILL GRAHAM

HAUNTING OF BLY MANNER:

DANI CLAYTON

PETER QUINT

HEMLOCK GROVE

PETER RUMANCEK

HTGAWM:

CONNOR WALSH

LAW AND ORDER SVU:

OLIVIA BENSON

Elliot Stabler

kathleen stabler

alex cabot

casey novak

LOST GIRL:

BO DENNIS

LUCIFER:

CHLOE DECKER

lucifer morningstar

mazikeen

MINDHUNTER:

Holden Ford

POSE:

ANGEL EVANGALISTA

BLANCA EVANGALISTA

PRODIGAL SON:

MALCOLM BRIGHT

RIVERDALE:

ARCHIE ANDREWS

BETTY COOPER

TONI TOPAZ

CHERYL BLOSSOM

FP Jones

JUGHEAD JONES

ROSWELL NEW MEXICO:

MAX EVANS

LIZ ORTECHO

STRANGER THINGS:

NANCY WHEELER

BILLY HARGROVE (BILLY’S TATTOOS POST SEASON THREE HERE )

STATION 19:

Vic Hughes

SUPERNATURAL:

Dean Winchester

THE MAGICIANS:

ELIOT WAUGH

MARGO HANSON

THE WITCHER (GAME, TV SHOW, AND BOOK MIXED MEDIA):

GERALT (please note, geralt has cat-eyes. not the eyes we see in the show. if you need a visual, think game geralt)

CIRI

TRUE BLOOD:

SOOKIE STACKHOUSE

TARA THORTON

jessica hamby

JASON STACKHOUSE

SAM MERLOTTE

WYNONNA EARP:

WYNONNA EARP

WAVERLY EARP

NICOLE HAUGHT

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY:

KLAUS HARGREEVES

ALLISON HARGREEVES

VAN HELSING:

Vanessa Van Helsing

YOU:

BECK

JOE GOLDBERG

LOVE QUINN

THEO

FORTY QUINN

DCU:

WONDER WOMAN/DIANA PRINCE

HARLEY QUINN (au verse 1 here)

DESCENDANTS:

HARRY HOOK

MAL BERTHA

EVIE GRIMHILDE

MCU:

DEADPOOL/WADE WILSON

EDDIE BROCK/VENOM

STEVE ROGERS/CAPTAIN AMERICA

WANDA MAXIMOFF

BUCKY BARNES

NATASHA ROMANOFF

YELENA BELOVA

THOR

LOKI

MICHAEL MORBIUS

KATE BISHOP

sylvie

clint barton

Peter Parker (the amazing spiderman)

Peter Quill/Starlord

POTC:

CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW

ASSASSIN’S CREED SERIES:

JACOB FRYE

EVIE FRYE

EIVOR

KASSANDRA

DETRIOT BECOME HUMAN:

Connor

DRAGON AGE:

MORRIGAN

FENRIS

GARRETT HAWKE

MARIAN HAWKE

CYBERPUNK:

V (both male and v, both streetkid and corpo)

JOHNNY SILVERHAND

JUDY ALVAREZ

LAST OF US:

joel miller

ELLIE

LEGEND OF ZELDA:

LINK

RESIDENT EVIL:

ADA WONG

LEON KENNEDY (at traumamade now)

ETHAN WINTERS

LADY DIMITRESCU

dimitrescu daughters

TOMB RAIDER:

LARA CROFT

UNCHARTED:

NATHAN DRAKE

BLEACH:

ichigo kurosaki

GRIMMJOW JAEGERJAQUEZ

VAMPYR:

JOHNATHAN REID

BLACK BUTLER:

SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS

BLUE EXORCIST

RIN OKAMARU

HELLSING:

SERAS VICTORIA

INTEGRA HELLSING

NARUTO:

NARUTO UZUMAKI

TSUNADE

SEVEN DEADLY SINS:

BAN

VAMPIRE KNIGHT:

yuuki cross/kuran

ZERO KIYRUU

SHADOW & BONE:

alina starkov

ALEKSANDER/DARKLING

OUAT:

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

SOA:

JAX TELLER

VENUS

GEMMA TELLER

WHITE COLLAR:

Neal Caffrey

FAR CRY:

FAITH SEED

NEW AMSTERDAM:

MAX GOODWIN

CRUELLA:

CRUELLA DE VILLE

MASS EFFECT:

JOHN SHEPARD

JANE SHEPARD

KAIDAN

SAMARA

JACK

KASUMI

MIRANDA

DOCTOR WHO:

rose tyler

GOSSIP GIRL REBOOT:

ZOYA LOTT

MAX WOLFE

DOOM PATROL:

JANE

LARRY TRAINOR

A WAY OUT:

LEO CARUSO

CASTLE:

RICHARD CASTLE

BITTEN:

ELENA MICHAELS

TEEN WOLF:

CHRIS ARGENT

ALLISON ARGENT

SCOTT MCCALL

LYDIA MARTIN

STILES STILINSKI

THE FLASH:

BARRY ALLEN

NORA WEST ALLEN

BART WEST ALLEN

IRIS WEST

CAITLYN SNOW

KILLER FROST

SUCKERPUNCH

BABY DOLL

SHADOW HUNTERS

ISABELLE

ALEC

HOUSE OF ASHES

JASON

THE MEDIUM

MARIANNE

THE LAST KINGDOM

UHTRED RAGNARSON

Iseult

MOON KNIGHT

STEVEN GRANT/MARC

FIRST KILL

Calliope Burns

Juliette Fairmont.

THE QUARRY

Kaityln Ka

Dylan Lenivy

Laura Kearny

THE SANDMAN

Dream/Morpheus

INTEVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

Louis De Pointe

Claudia

HORIZON SERIES

Aloy

THE VAMPIRE ACADEMY (TV SERIES)

Rose Hathaway

NETFLIX’S WEDNESDAY

Wednesday Addams

Morticia Addams

Enid Sincliar

DAYS GONE

Deacon St. John

QUEEN CHARLOTTE - A BRIDGERTON STORY

Queen Charlotte

MAYFAIR WITCHES

Rowan Fielding

Critical Role (currently caught up to episode 87 and both seasons of the animated show)

Vax

Vex

Keylith

THE EVIL WITHIN

Sebastian