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Ivan knew before the blonde even walked in the room that he would be greeted by a snarky comment. The woman was too predictable. Though, nevertheless, a smirk crossed his face. “I am good at this. They don’t usually fight back.” He rolled his eyes, leaning back against the counter with a light groan. Thankfully it had just been his face in the cross fire. Ivan knew the damage a pair of knuckle dusters could do in the wrong hands, or even the right ones for that matter. Had they have gone for the ribs, he may have a fractured bone or two, putting the rest of his contracts in jeopardy. “Someone must have tipped him off, he knew I was coming.” Ivan mused, hissing as she began to work on the stitches. Eyes rolled in response to her quip, a hand then moving to lie flat over his chest. “You wound me, dear..” The pet name was one that he used often for the woman, perhaps even more so than her actual name.

Elsie tried to hide the smirk that tugged at her lips. “I’m not sure I believe you. I mean, I thought the big bad Ivan could handle anything. And now I find out you can only deal with them if they come willingly.” She whistled, shaking her head. Honestly, she still found him impressive. She knew personally the type of people they dealt with and for the male to come away with just a cut and a few grazes was admirable. “ублюдки.” The blonde muttered as she continued to work away at his stitches. A grin broke across her face as he pretended to be hurt by her words. “Don’t act like you have a heart.” She quipped back, pausing briefly as she looked up, winking at him. “и сделано”

Ok but I actually need an apocalyptic/end of the world/zombie apocalypse type rp where muse a has been living on their own for so long and has a good setup going and is comfortable, but one day finds muse b hurt and nurses them back to health and then they start trusting each other and surviving together and then together they finally go looking for other survivors or help and it’s all just bloody and gory and life-or-death but they are hella cute ok can I have that? Please??

If someone could give me a plot with these two girls, they find out that the guy they have been seeing has been cheating behind their back. They get in contact with each other, make up this plan of revenge that goes terribly wrong and it end up with killing him. They end up having to hide the body, stick together as if they don’t know anything, and along the way they end up falling for each other. If you give me this, I will love you forever. 

plot idea:  i was just trying to have a one night stand with a stranger at the club/bar so i lied about my name and entire life when we met. but after we hooked up i kept thinking about you, so we ended up hooking up again another night and i kept lying. and it keeps happening and now i’m in too deep to tell you the truth so i’m just living this fake life whenever i see you but i really like you

Enemies to "I found you while hurt and had to take care of you and in your vulnerable state I saw a side of you I've never seen before" to lovers

To All Shy, Anxious Roleplayers: This is your PERMISSION to come speak to me! You are not bothering me! I want to talk with you!

Ben Barnes in Gold Digger (episode 4)

a fucked up modern day marriage plot where a rival mob boss marries his daughter, muse a, off to muse b to calm the tension between the families. at first they hate each other, but once forced to live together, they start warming up to each other, too stubborn to let it show. then one night he comes back from an important deal gone wrong, his face is fucked up and he’s feverish and she takes care of him all night and etc etc etc…i need it?

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“A normal person who thinks students are easy to take advantage of. Which is exactly the way I wanted it remember? You should consider yourself lucky that I called to ask for help, isn’t that enough?” Faye responded with a sigh of exasperation as she pushed away from the counter and walked over to the fridge to grab them both a drink. “It’s not about the room, you know that. it’s about wanting a normal life. I asked my big brother for help not the other side of you.”

Brax resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He was tired of the same old argument. There was no convincing Faye once she’d set her mind on something. It was something he really respected, but in the same breath, it was something that caused him countless amounts of headaches. “I just don’t understand why you’d live like this when you don’t have to. You can still have a normal life, just one with a decent house.” He stated, looking at her for an answer. “Will you at least let me report him?” Brax asked, wanting to do something about the landlord. If she wouldn’t allow him to use violence, this was the next best thing. “And I’m helping. I’m just voicing how I feel while doing so.” He replied, reaching into his toolbox. 

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“No, no this isn’t right. They have no right to speak to you this way.” Lara couldn’t stand this, there was a part of her that knew if the roles were reversed she wouldn’t be receiving the same treatment considering the family she was from and her reputation. Yet it was the same behaviour that had her second guessing and had her terrified of what people’s opinions would be which is why she didn’t fight as she was pulled away.

Charlotte rolled her eyes as a sigh left her lips. “Really, Lara?” It was unfair to call the brunette out, but Charlotte was having a bad day and the last thing she wanted was for the other to act all righteous. It may have been easier to take her opinions and her running commentary on it all if she wasn’t wondering round town, denying what she was. She understood people had to do things in their own time and she’d never force someone to come out, but at the same time, she was losing patience with all this sneaking around. “You know, maybe they’d be more accepting if I wasn’t the only lesbian in the stupid town.” 

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“Oh hush, you know I didn’t mean it that way.” Peyton rolled her eyes as she threw one of the pillows at his head, a small smile tugging at her lips. “I’d like to think that you would be coming with me. Off on our next adventure?” Of course Peyton knew she wasn’t being completely realistic and wasn’t exactly being fair to him either by expecting him to drop his life. “Nothing I’m just being dramatic. We both know I’m not going anywhere. Not really.” She sighed, trying really hard to remember why she loved her job. “My boss is such a dick.”

Jesse caught the pillow just before it hit him. “So first you tell me you want to abandon me and now you’re using violence against me? Wow, I’m really feeling the love today, buddy.” He tutted before smirking at her. “Next adventure, huh? And where about would that be?” the male asked, curiosity getting the better of him. “But what’s making you dramatic? Like, what did your boss do?” Jesse asked, his tone becoming more concerned.

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“Oh obviously. It wasn’t planned, a few of the lads from work dragged me out, otherwise you know I would have had you by myside causing mayhem and destruction.” Liam didn’t have it in him to put any more enthusiasm behind his words, if anything it came out as more of a groan. “Wait, you were supposed to have done the shopping yesterday?” His brows furrowed as he attempted to remember only to groan in pain as his head throbbed.

“I mean, that’s what you say but I mean you could have called me.” Becca replied, looking at him, still unimpressed. It didn’t actually bother her he had gone out without her, but it was fun to make him think so. “We’re not talking about what I did or what I didn’t do Liam, we are talking about me needing Fruit Loops, oh and those cute mini marshmallows that you put in my hot chocolate,” Becca stated before placing her bowl on the table and reaching over for the spare pillow that the male had been trying to find.

I'd love to find some new people to write and plot with. Please give this post a like if I can come drop you a message to plot <3

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CLOSED STARTER || ft. @littledaydreamers​ || Elsie Newman

Injuries came hand in hand with the title of enforcer. Though, Ivan was usually the one inflicting the injuries and throwing the punches instead of having them thrown back at him. A cut eyebrow and busted lip was all the man had walked away with, though it was more than he was used to. The men he fought didn’t usually fight back. Hence, why he’d been taken off guard, and why the other had managed to get a few stray punches in. Heading back to base with his tail between his legs, Ivan immediately made a b-line for the medical corner. Blood dripped down his face, pouring from the cut above his eye. The other man had somehow managed to clock him with a pair of knuckle dusters, making Ivan’s face not so pretty to look at right now. “Elsie, get in here!” He shouted for his protege, hissing as he cleaned the wound with rubbing alcohol. Gritting his teeth, he then ushered the woman over, grabbing a suture set. “Try not to ruin my face even more, huh.” He joked, holding out the set toward her. 

It had been a long day. A long, boring day. Elsie had been stuck at the base for nearly forty-eight hours now. It was tedious, to say the least. She was used to coming and going as she pleased, never really one to fully follow the instructions she had been given, but she had pissed off one of her handlers after killing more people than they have instructed her to. Not to mention the fact she hadn’t killed them in the way that was ordered. In her defense, their way was too boring. If she was going to kill someone, she wanted to have some fun with it. When she heard her name being called, she immediately jumped up from her seat, enjoying the prospect of having something to occupy her time. Elsie followed the voice she suspected to be Ivan. A laugh erupted from her lips. “What the fuck happened to you?” She laughed once more. “I thought you were supposed to be good at this, no?” Elsie teased, raising a brow. To most, he would have seemed intimidating, maybe even scary, but the blonde was still yet to come across someone who stirred such feelings in her. Perhaps it was just the fact she had grown quite comfortable with the male. Plucking the suture kit from his hands, she placed it on the tray next to her as she picked up the suture needle and went to work on the cut. “I’m not sure that’s possible. It already looks pretty fucked up to me.” She tsked, her accent thick as she concentrated on the stitches. 

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“If you can’t fix it, that’s fine. I don’t even know what I did to it, and I can always get the Landlord to get someone to fix it considering that’s partly his job.” Faye stated, arms on her hips as she tilted her head just slightly. “Look, you really don’t have to do that. It’s really not your problem.” She should have known that the place was too good to be true, especially with how quick the guy had been to get her to sign on the dotted line.

“Of course I can fix it. That’s not the point — the point is that it shouldn’t need fucking fixing. You’ve not even been here for three months Faye, what kind of dickhead releases an apartment for a kid that is full of fucking damp and dodgy wiring?” Brax ranted, shaking his head as pushed himself up off of the floor and away from the sparking plug socket. “Would you just swallow your pride and come stay with me? I told you there is more than enough room for you there.”  

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Mollie couldn’t help but laugh in response to his comment, arching a brow in suspicion as she peered toward him through narrowed eyes. “So it seems the lies just keep flowing.” She teased, laughing lightly once again. It was rare that she wasn’t laughing when she was with Asher, in all honesty. The two of them just got along so well that it proved difficult to be anything other than happy in his presence. Hence, why he was her first port of call should she ever have any down days. Mollie pouted as he continued on with the affectionate speech. “Stop!” She elongated the word in a childlike manner, covering her face with both of her hands adorably, in hope of hiding just how crimson her face had turned. Turning on her heel, Mollie then wandered further into the apartment before then stopping peering back toward Asher. She could tell his comment had been a buffer, a way for her to leave the subject of his arrival alone, and she had no problems in doing that. Honestly.. Mollie was just happy he was there. “I see how it is. You have no problems spooning me when we’re drunk but when we’re sober its a whole other story. I see.” The girl teased, pouting once again. 

Asher puffed his chest out as he acted shocked. “How very dare you! I can’t believe you continue to accuse me like this. I’m appalled, I really am.” He replied scoffing as he shook his head, trying to keep the smile off his face. A warm feeling settled within him, already feeling better now he was in Mollie’s presence. Things were always just so easy with them. The male laughed as she covered her face, complaining. Her embarrassment just made things even more fun. “Aw, don’t be like that. I’m just trying to tell you how much I care about you. C’mon, give me a hug, bestie.” Asher teased, laughing as he followed her further into the apartment before leaping forward, trapping her in his arms as he hugged her tightly. “I mean, I suppose I could let you share the bed with me, but only if I can be the little spoon.” He joked with a wink. 

Closed Starter || @dxrlingdevils​ Charlotte didn’t freeze as the men shouted the slur at her from across the street. Just like she hadn’t frozen when she had seen the red graffiti written across the outside wall of the place she worked, outing her to practically the whole town. Unlike Lara, she was used to it, and so when the brunette stopped dead in the street shocked by his words, Charlotte just grabbed her wrist and pulled her along. “It’s fine, just ignore them.” 

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“Yes, I’m hungover. Yes, it was a long night. Yes, there were moments that got a little embarrassing. No, I don’t want to talk about it.” Liam groaned as he attempted to lift his now very heavy head off of his makeshift pillow. He wasn’t exactly best pleased with the intrusion and being woken up from his much needed nap.

Becca nodded along, listening to the male as she took a seat on the edge of the sofa arm with her bowl of cereal in hand. “I hear you dude, sounds like a crazy night. I won’t even ask why you didn’t think to invite your awesome roommate. Just a mere oversight, obviously.” She replied, sighing before lifting a spoon of Fruit Loops to her lips. “Given this small mistake, I’ve decided I won’t be doing the shopping this time round - and by this time round, I mean, today, as in we need groceries today - so, yeah, off you pop poppet. Oh, and don’t forget the Fruit Loops.” She stated with a bright grin.

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“sometimes i think about just leaving this town forever.” Peyton groaned as she barged into her best friend and roommates room to collapse on her bed next to them. She’d had a crap day at work, more so than usual, as she spent the majority of it playing tea maid and dog’s body rather than her actual job. “Sometimes I wonder what’s really keeping me here.” 

Jesse was half asleep when his friend barged into his room. Blinking repeatedly, he tried to keep up with what was going on, already feeling like he’d missed some vital information. “Hello to you too.” He spoke aloud, a yawn slipping from his mouth as he looked at her. “I see I finally managed to become invisible after years of trying.” The male replied as she questioned what was keeping her there. “Are you going to fill me in on what’s got you ready to pack up and leave?”

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The man’s jaw tensed, the apologies falling on deaf ears as he stared her down. “After the attacks they put me in solitary most of the time to keep me safe, prison deaths make for a whole lot of paper work, so I’ve been told. I wrote to you as much as I could. The least you could have done was visit me.” Ivan shook his head, a hand then combing back through his hair as he took a step back away from her, his anger once again rising to the surface. “You knew what you were getting yourself into, I was nothing but honest with you. I told you who I was the very day we met. You should have expected that something like this would have happened eventually.” The thick Russian accent struggled and stumbled around every single word as his blood boiled. “You were my safe haven. You were my light in the dark. You were everything to me, Natalie. Now.. I have nothing. All because you were lonely.” Ivan shook his head once again, his words bitter and unrelenting. The man usually detached himself from such situations, he usually refused to allow himself to feel, but when it came to Natalie.. He couldn’t stop himself.

The tears were falling now. She couldn’t help but to feel sick as she heard Ivan recount his time in prison. The guilt flooded her. It was easy to push it away before. There was a distance between them, not to mention she had convinced herself he wasn’t coming back home to her. “Ivan, I tried to visit you! So many times. They wouldn’t let me see you. They said it was something to do with your paperwork. I just convinced myself that you didn’t want to see me.” Natalie stepped closer to him, wanting to comfort him somehow, to show him she still cared. “That was good enough for me at the time, but these past years have been hard. It made me realise I wanted a safer life - a stable one with someone who would always be around.” The blonde hated herself for what she was saying, but he deserved her honestly. “I’m sorry Ivan.” 

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The feeling in his chest was unfamiliar to Ivan, it was something that he’d never felt before nor did he ever want to feel again. Whatever it was, it made him feel weak. Being in the career he was, weakness was something that he shouldn’t have. The rest of his crew had warned him against getting involved with someone on the outside, yet he’d gone and done it anyway. That’s just the kind of person he was, when told to do something, you’d likely find him doing the complete opposite out of spite. As Natalie spoke, Ivan’s eyes softened momentarily. Her voice always had a way of soothing him when his anger got the better of him. Blinking, he then shook his head, once again letting his anger take hold. “You think I don’t know that? Five years I sat in my cell, giving up my reputation for you. I had inmates coming at me every day but I never fought back. Not once. For you. To get out early.. For you.” Ivan made his way toward her, searching her face for any sign of remorse. “After I gave myself up, after I let myself get beat down, this is how you repay me.”  

Natalie looked down, feeling ashamed. She couldn’t face him. That look in his eyes. “I’m sorry Ivan, I really am. I never planned for any of this to happen. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you, but it had been so long since I heard from you.” Natalie tried to explain, even though she knew he wouldn’t understand. “I just needed someone, and I needed someone who was going to put me first. I was never your priority, and I knew that wasn’t going to change when you got out.” She could feel her face flushing as the tears rose to her eyes. She wiped them away angrily, annoyed at herself for getting so emotional.

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Through squinted eyes Mollie peered out into the night air, catching the sight of Asher. “Dude.. It’s 2am. Also I literally saw you four days ago..” To answer his question.. yes. Tugging her large, fluffy, dressing gown tighter around her form, Mollie then listened to him continued to speak. Humming softly, she then lifted a hand, tapping her forefinger against her chin lightly, as though she were thinking about his comment. Huffing, she then stepped aside. “If I so much as find a wet towel left on the bathroom floor, you’re out.” The stern look wasn’t a good one for the petite woman, considering she stood a solid foot shorter than her friend, and the fact that she could barely keep a straight face, she broke almost immediately. Moving back into the apartment she shared with a few of her college study buddies, Mollie then began to speak once again. “You wanna tell me what happened.. Or rather why you’re on my door step at two in the freaking morning?” 

Asher gave a sheepish grin. “Is it really? I had no idea.” He fibbed rather blatantly. “Four days ago feel like a lifetime when it comes to being separated from my best friend.” The male replied, attempting to shmooze his words and a charming smile. He laughed as she pretended to consider what he had asked. Asher nodded “Noted. No wet towels on the floor, but boxers are fine, right?” He teased with a wink as he stepped into the apartment. “Nice dressing gown, by the way.” The dark-haired male told stated, closing the door behind him. “Pshh, it’s a long story. A boring one, if I’m honest.” Asher replied, keeping things vague. He had never been a fan of talking about his home life, even to one of his best friends. 

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CLOSED starter || ft. @littledaydreamers​

Five years later, here he was finally outside those dull grey concrete walls he’d grown to call home. Luckily, he’d managed to get out on good behaviour. Ivan couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was like for those that had to spend a lifetime behind bars. But alas, even seeing the inside of a cell hadn’t stopped him from making his way straight back to the bratva. They were his family, from a young age he’d been raised them, they had taught him everything he knew and forged him to be the most brutal of all their enforcers. After linking up with his chosen family, Ivan’s next port of call was his lover.. He wondered if they had kept their promise. When the man had initially been captured, he had one phone call, and that one phone call was to them.. His lover had promised that they would wait, that they wouldn’t love again until he returned to them. Ivan knew there would be hell to pay if the promise had been broken. Making his way to the home which he knew to belong to the other, the Russian popped the collar of his leather jacket, licking his lips as he made an attempt at composing himself before knocking. Though, before he had chance to even walk up the driveway, he saw someone leave through the front door, placing a kiss to the lips of his significant other as the left. Fire burned behind the azure hues of the man as his hands balled into fists. “And here I thought promises were not so difficult to keep.” The man spoke out, the Russian twang to his accent evident through the anger in his words as well as the raised volume at which he spoke.

It had been five years. Five long years. She wasn’t even the one that had received the prison sentence, but it felt like it. After all, she’d lost the person she loved. Her life felt like it had been paused as she waited for him to return, yet somehow she had to carry on. Natalie had promised Ivan that she would wait for him, and she had meant it, but five years was a long time. She hadn’t meant for anything to happen. It was just two friends going for a few drinks or well, that’s all it was meant to be. The next thing she knew, she woke up in bed next to him. Natalie wanted to regret it but she didn’t. She’d been faithful and waited for nearly four years. She felt bad for cheating on Ivan, yet at the same time it didn’t seem fair that she had to wait five whole years for a man that continuedly picked a dangerous life style over her. Nothing would change when he got released, if he even got released. And so she had chosen herself for once. She owed it to herself to see where things went with Lucas. Yet, somehow, she couldn’t help the shock and the wave of emotions hit her as she heard Ivan’s voice. Gently pushing Lucas aside, she looked down the driveway, not quite believing her own ears. She looked at Ivan, mouth agape, not really knowing what to say. Natalie turned back to Lucas and told him to get back into the house. She could already hear the venom in Ivan’s voice and the last thing she wanted was him hurting Lucas. “Five years Ivan, it’s been five years.” 

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“Did you miss me?” Asher asked cheekily, a smirk clear as day on his features. He knew turning up unannounced wasn’t ideal, but he had few options left and so he found himself on their doorstep, hoping their last encounter wasn’t one that ended badly. “So, uh, I kinda need a place to crash for a bit.“

“we’re a little more than just best friends, aren’t we? so why don’t you just admit it, why do you keep pushing me against dirty walls of nightclubs and silencing me with maddening kisses whenever i tell you i love you?” give me this or die

Danielle Campbell behind the scenes for Ferrvor cover shoot. ( x. )

“I’m a doofus”

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction

Depressed rp Starters

"You know, you've been acting kinda funny. Everything okay?"

"You sure have been sleeping a lot recently."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I'm not stupid. I know what's going on."

"You've kinda just been off on your own recently. Any reason why?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Have you eaten today?"

"Hey, you know I'm trying to help. Work with me here."

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's going on."

"I made you something to eat, and I expect it to be eaten."

"Is there anything I can do to help? Anything at all?"