#&&. muse

[rxcklessdxvotion]

@crew-from-capulet

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"

[9w1ft]

thinking about how i’ve always thought of renegade as a meaningful and almost initial attempt in a series of creative endeavors on a part of taylor to get herself out of the doghouse by writing songs from her muse’s perspective, about the hurt that she has caused her muse, and how this song renegade was on the album howlongdoyouthinkitsgonnalast and how, while i haven’t really placed it in the same immediate timeframe, there’s a song taylor has written since then that, similarly, also doesn’t have spaces between the words, and that song is titled, imgonnagetyouback

[muser-party]

muse memes gathered from the interwebs

[deadlypoetacademia]

[graphicgleeshop]

https://society6.com/art/rhapsody-in-fur

A woman sits with her vibrant and graceful cat, capturing a timeless moment of companionship and interaction.

[eyecsatori]

You being romantic about me, helps me see how romantic I would love to be about you.

[cumtastiics]

"oh... how beautiful you are," his voice slightly shaky as he whispered, the back of his hand caressing your cheek.

he admired you. the way you spoke so kindly, how your voice was so sweet compared to other people.

you were a gift from god.

"please stay still for me, my love.. i can't have you squirming around while i paint, now can i?" his voice was still soft, never daring to raise it even the slightest bit.

he never wanted to share you. was that bad? you could be his pretty little doll... whimpering and begging for him.

"f-uh-ck," he'd moaned desperately in your ear. you're so perfect for him, whimpering at each touch. "don't cum yet, y-you can hold it in.. right? be a good doll.."

he wasn't a loud person, he never was. yet, whenever he made out with you, it felt like he could never stop talking about you.

"s-so pretty," he shivered, watching you reach your climax. "good doll.."

he could never degrade you... you were too perfect for that.

he gently wiped your tears with his thumb, desperately trying to go as gentle as he could with his cock sliding in and out, but he really couldn't help it. "i'm sorry.. you're doing sososo good for me.."

after all, he was the painter and you were his muse.

tried to make it g/n.. i don't really write smut like stuff so idk if I did it well

[graceandopulence]

[ayakoito]

@crew-from-capulet

GABRIEL EMERSON #not cold... not cold at all 😏

[taweetie]

[inrealm]

sex while it’s raining in the background >

[champagnemoon]

Baby Phat After Party V.I.P. Room - September 11, 2005

[woodsmanwife]

My wife for your viewing pleasure.

[aphrodi-te]

Erato, Muse of Love Poetry

Albertina • Vienna, Austria

[alanaeen]

maybe if my dreams were long enough we could've been forever

https://laiali.gumroad.com/l/vtumb