Tag: wanted plots

remuslupyn :

plot bunny. two strangers meet at a motel in the middle of nowhere. everyone who’s checked in is there for different reasons. there’s a woman who’s escaped an old lover. you heard someone say they’ve been traveling across the country and needed to stop and take a break for a few days. the man at the front desk doesn’t say much, but you swear you haven’t seen him move from since your checked in. still the vacancy lights and mysteriously empty pool have a way of keeping everyone there, including you. maybe it’s that – or maybe it’s the people. 

livelxng:

give me a first date. give me going to a small town carnival and my muse winning your muse a giant stuffed bear (or your muse showing up my muse and winning them a giant bear). give me going on the ferris wheel and my muse rocking the chair while yours begs them to stop. givE ME WALKING THROUGH A CORNY HAUNTED HOUSE HOLDING HANDS AND EVEN THOUGH The scares are predictable and noT scaRY YOUR MUSE STILL SQUEEZES MY MUSES HAND AND SUBCONSCIOUSLY MOVES CLOSER PLEASE.

how about them single parent!au’s??

dumhaz :

  • im on the bus and my 2-year-old won’t stop crying, except you just smiled at them and they did
  • i asked you to babysit one time and now my child keeps asking when you will spend time with them again
  • you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks im married with a baby 
  • we are friends and my child’s first word was your name and im jealous but also kind of endeared
  • you’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “i’ll go” i feel like we might as well be married
  • we’ve been on a few dates and my child just asked us when we are getting married
  • our children are in the same class and we both hate their teacher, eventually the parents’ evenings are just us competing who can call out snarkier comments
  • we are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “so i guess we share this hotel room?”)
  • our children are best friends….yeah
  • “i’m so sorry that my child pointed out how your shirt- actually nevermind i agree, that shirt is horrendous”
  • you crouched down to coo at my baby but i forgot to tell you their favorite thing to do is to play with people’s hair and now they won’t let go of you

eyexofthespider:

i want more ‘life’ threads. the little things, y’know? not
everything has to be A N G S T Y or PAINFUL. ( i mean it. shut up. )
little things like making breakfast with someone who’s not a
morning person. getting them to laugh because you’re cute and
they know it. meeting up for lunch on a busy day. because you’ve
gotta make that time to see them. sure, you’ll be home in a few
hours, but that’s – hours from now. dinner dates. the casual
kind. like leftovers from two nights ago. with cheap – beer.
but it’s still a date because the two of you are alone, and
you lit a yankee candle for your – coffee table.

& watching movies. seriously. or like half of one.
because you both fall asleep early.
i want t h i n g s. real things.

cockytoafault:

a plot where the muses are best friends with obvious sexual tension but they’ve never done anything about it until one night they’re watching movies together like they always do and their hands accidentally touch and muse a just so happens to notice that it makes muse b blush and of course they start being cocky and teasing muse b endlessly like “really THAT’S enough to make you blush wow” and then it becomes a personal goal of muse a’s to see what else makes muse b blush and so muse a puts a hand on muse b’s leg like “does this make you blush” and muse b keeps ignoring them so it gradually gets worse and muse a starts kissing their neck and maybe even slips a hand between muse b’s thighs like “what about this” and it’s just ! lots of tension and teasing and :~)

ladiieschoice:

ok but a ‘your apartment is next to/above mine and i can hear you and your partner dancing and singing and the bed moving and you two laughing and talking in hushed tones and it won’t let me sleep so i bitch about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops and one day turns to one week and then months and i haven’t seen you smile in forever please let me in, i’ve been knocking for ten minutes’ au.