#✦ ・ {{ the test muse }} angelo

[lostwcnderlands]

@parancrmcl sent -> [ HELP ]: sender picks up and carries the badly wounded receiver as fast as possible to the nearest hospital or the nearest place to administer urgent first-aid.

always accepting!! very much wanting some sinday prompts before the day ends!!

either flying, falling, or both - angel was disoriented, only feeling the vague sensation of movement cutting through the spikes of pain. he'd been shot before; never like this, never to where he felt his vision muddled into a sea of colored glass.

" i don't want to die. " he whispered, unsure if the sound even left his dry lips, unsure who even he spoke he wish to. you always think, in moments of dire threat, you will stand strong; but angel felt fear plummeting through his core as his blood dripped, and his heartbeat felt crazed, slowing. " don't let me die. "

[lostwcnderlands]

it was almost infuriating how she rendered him speechless. even now. something akin to guilt was setting in; a good fiancé would've walked away by now, but angel lingered. a miniscule shake of his head came with his answer. " i think i'm just scared to lose someone again. "

sorry? what was he sorry for? shoving his happiness in her face? ione supposed she could accept that. she stared at him for a long, hard moment when silence lapsed between them. "you, uh?" she prompted, though didn't actually expect him to finish. "what changed, then? was it meeting them?"

[lostwcnderlands]

@unapxlogeticme sent -> [ DISTRACTED ] for receiver to fondle sender while sender is trying to do another task

always accepting!

appearing in the open doorway, angel hesitated only a moment before a playful slid across his features, and he snuck up behind emerson, eyes glued to the screen. " boo. " angel spoke once close, feet silent across the floor. hands slid over the musicians shoulders && down the front of his torso, thumbs hooking into the waistband of his pants.

[mvndrvke]

MVNDRVKE ; independent selective multimuse, written by luna ( 29; they/he )

A STUDY IN : ignoring canon, incoherent opinions on random muses, reimagining myth, musical references, adhd periods of hyperfixation, failing to answer messages consistently, forming complex dynamics between characters, and more.

MYTHOS AFFILIATED WITH @nosestealer & @fateschnge & @whinedarksea & @ga1adriel & @moltolavoro & @valorums & @ofprevioustimes & @bauresurrected & @lovehoned

mobile muse list under the cut.

ACTIVE MUSES. the favorite kids, the ones that get the most focus and have the most consistent muse.

literature.

MYTH. penelope of ithaca & iphthime of ithaca & orpheus & poseidon & hades PJO. nico di angelo* & cecil markowitz THG. effie trinket LOTR. celeborn

television / film-based

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. meg giry HOTD. theldry strong & marin royce GOT. shireen baratheon* & rickon stark* STAR WARS. shmi skywalker

LOW-ACTIVITY MUSES. still adored but get less consistent attention.

literature

MYTH. achilles & neoptolemus & menelaus PJO. annabeth chase* & mai castellan THG. johanna mason TWILIGHT ( anti-smeyer ). carlisle cullen & bella swan LOTR. haldir

television / film-based

BRIDGERTON. edwina sharma HOTD. harwin strong & joffrey velaryon SHADOW & BONE. harij ghafa & inej ghafa ( primary verse is asoiaf ) STAR WARS. satine kryze* & seril jinn DOCTOR WHO. martha jones AVATAR. kiri augustine

REQUEST / RETIRED. muses that aren't active anymore, but i'd still love to write. we don't need to have discussed it for you to send a meme in for these muses, they're just not really active anymore/not muses i focus on without expressed interest from a writing partner.

literature

PJO. paul blofis & grover underwood THG. haymitch abernathy

television / film-based

STAR WARS. ahsoka tano MARVEL. peter parker GOT. arya stark*

TEST. new muses i want to try out before i add them to my muse list.

ARCANE. isha & viktor glazov ( s2 spoilers present & tagged arcane spoilers ) MYTH. medea

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" i thought you weren't the type to get jealous? " he retorted, just as innocently, dark lashes batting into his cheeks with a soft, nervous laugh. bringing his new fling along to the networking event had only ever been to try && attract her attention. now that he had it, however, angel was awash with nostalgia- and a reminder for all the reasons why he'd tried (failed) to move on.

open to: m / f / nb.

muse: park jieun. mid twenties. trust fund/influencer.

" i met your girlfriend by the way, " a remark that could've been taken as innocent if it were coming from anyone else, " she's .. cute. "

[naturiisms]

☏ marco & vince ☏ angelo & femi

send  ☏  for my muse to leave a voicemail on your muse’s phone.

“hey old man, i know you miss me and the kids miss their cousins, so give me a call back and we can set something up. there’s this trampoline park i heard about, we can put our knees to the test and see if we’ve still got it. let me know, i love you, bye!”

send  ☏  for my muse to leave a voicemail on your muse’s phone.

“lesson one for putting that expensive brick of yours to use is answering when people call, that’s the little green button, in case you forgot. i had some free time and was driving around, long story short i ended up at a yard sale and i saw something that reminded me of you. if you’re home i could bring it over, or i can bring it to the lounge sometime. either way, let me know. okay, be safe.”

[icarianflames]

this is a starter from jason grace to @atomancy​‘s nico di angelo

to say that jason didn’t have much time to keep up with pop and modern culture was a bit of an understatement. he had been training since he was three, when lupa found him in the wolf house. after that, it had been one mission after the other, one fight after another, one godsdamnit war after another ...   jason grace had always been too busy, too focused and too dedicated to his training to bother keeping up with random pop culture. he didn’t need to, after all. his life was at the camp jupiter and, yes, they had their hobbies and leisure times, but movies wasn’t something jason ever felt drawn to. 

but maybe it was time to see what he’d lost. and, in true jason grace fashion, he wasn’t gonna half-ass it :   he was doing a full-blown marathon of movies. 

                                         “ thank you for putting up with this with me. i’m pretty sure i’ve heard some of the new kids calling me a grandpa when i didn’t understand a reference and now i’m making it my mission to catch up with decades of pop culture. just out of spite. and it’s good to have someone as lost as i am by my side ”

[inflamedtears]

  nikos’s tags!!

[animatronicabundance-archived]

There’s a tired sigh from the short round man sat at the drawing desk in front of him.  Hand going near his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose , briefly  brushing against his stubbly beard. The messy auburn curls on his head move slightly with his frustrated body language. 

Henry Angelo Emily is now available as a test muse for asks and threads

[lostwcnderlands]

odd things always happened in the sleepy little town, and angel tried to stay out of them, but always found himself in the wrong place at the very right time. it gave him cause him to be cautious, brow lifting in suspicion as he regarded the outsider. " benson's got the only tow in town, and he's already started drinking for the day. if you'd want it back in one piece, you're better off figuring out something else. 'least 'till morning. " considering, angel made a fist, and inspected it. he'd really rather not test his strength with car glass. instead, he punched in his phone's passcode, and offered it out, approaching closer with a subtle jerk of the chin of greeting. " got anyone else you can call? "

"excuse me?" he calls out to seek attention. "i locked my phone and keys in my car. do you know where the nearest two truck is at? or hopefully operating phone booths?" emery had been traveling between states to different locations to perform at. he was in the last town before he heads back home. for whatever reason he had been in a rush to get a cup of coffee that he didn't realize he left his most important items in his car. "or maybe you know how to break a window without closing your eyes and being scared of glass shattering? any help will do ...."

open to; anyone! muse; emerson grey, musician/cyber security analyst, gay, 25-32 age range, fc: joe keery connections; open to anything! plot; dark and taboo themes welcome!

[lostwcnderlands]

ₓˡᵒˢᵗʷᶜⁿᵈᵉʳˡᵃⁿᵈˢ / original characters, multimuse / highly selective manifested by 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙.

CARRD // wanted plots // ask memes && open starters // fc wishlist. {ask memes & starters are always accepting. test muses are listed under the cut and will NOT appear on my carrd until established.}

angelo "angel" - danny ramirez fc

bisexual

seeking -> horror, crime/mob, supernatural, angst, shippy/toxic

please feel free to send a meme for angel to answer as i figure out his muse!!

note - this will become an established muse as soon as i am not too lazy to make his icon & add him to my carrd. please know, angel is here to stay!

fantasy muses

ashe daiana {emma d'arcy fc} - banished prophet / oracle

alara ridley {melisa pamuk fc} - a siren

naomi poe {christina ricci/mia goth fc} - a ghost

valor pendragon {toby regbo fc} - a king with a magic sword

chailai "chai" amarin {davika hoorne fc} - ladies maid & dragonborn

greek gods

hercules {alexander ludwig fc} - olympus/period verse preferred. highly selective.

zeus {oscar isaac fc} -modern verse dominant.

adonis {fc undecided} - details to come

hephaestus {can yaman fc} - details to come

[womanofwords]

Some Very Interesting Robots

Angelo and Logan walked excitedly into the robotics convention. Logan wasn’t quite sure about it, but Angelo had been invited as a guest of honour for his contributions to technology and he was allowed to bring a plus-one, so he picked Logan.

“Are you sure your parents don’t want to go instead?” Logan asked.

“Nah, they swore off these conventions when I was eleven when another one of the parents tried to accuse them of child abuse of me,” Angelo replied. “Come on, we’re going to be late!”

And off they went.

One thing Logan saw were all the incredible inventions made. There were people with VR headsets and remote controls controlling giant machines. One particular stall was generating great interest. Two identical robots that stood over six feet tall were being marvelled at by a massive crowd. They were mostly blue with chrome black stripes along the arms.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I bring to you the next step in ultimate relaxation!” she announced to an enthralled audience. “My scanner bots can detect muscle pain and immediately find the source to treat it. The hands are also equipped with vibrating fingers that can be adjusted to different settings for the users experience the ultimate comfort. Any takers?” A sea of hands went up.

“Now that seems interesting. I could use something like that in my life,” Logan mused.

The lady scanned the sea of promising, eager faces and spotted Angelo. “Angelo, how about you come here? That’s right; I see you in the crowd! It’s an honour to have you here, and I’d like to ask you to test this new invention of mine. Make your way up here, please.” Angelo hesitantly made his way up to the daunting invention, with people cheering.

“Hello there,” Angelo greeted nervously.

“Angelo, pleasure to meet you, and good to see you after . . . everything that’s happened,” the inventor replied. “I’m Rebecca, by the way. So here’s the basics on my work. It scans you for parts that hurt and massages the pain out of it. Are you OK with that being touched?”

“I’ll be fine with it.” Angelo began to relax, letting one of the robots scan him. Eventually, two beeps came from the robot.

“Large amounts of tense muscle detected in the stomach area. Remedying the situation,” the robot blurted out. Hands extended towards Angelo and grabbed at his flesh.

Very ticklish flesh.

“Ahahahahahaha! Hey, quit it!” Angelo giggled. “Is this supposed to happen?”

“Angelo, you’re so cute like that!” Logan teased. Angelo was about to say something to him, but then the vibration frequency increased and he squealed with hysterical laughter. Oh, Lord, he was squealing. And in front of all these people, who were recording him. He could hear the comments. As in, he could literally hear people commenting on the situation.

“Aww, who’s a cute ticklish inventor?”

“Honestly, how is he this cute?”

Meanwhile, Rebecca was frantically pressing buttons in order to get her robots off him. “I am so sorry. I’ll fix this for you in just a few seconds.” But instead, she just activated the second robot, which scanned Angelo’s body and immediately had the same prerogative as the other one.

To make Angelo’s massage as ticklish as possible.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Angelo screamed, as four hands with vibrating fingers turned him into a puddle of goo. The people filming didn’t help matters. They were cooing at him and openly teasing him about how cute he looked as tears of laughter streamed down his face. “MAHAHAHAHAHAKE IT STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!”

“Well, Angelo, there’s going to be a problem with this,” Rebecca replied. “They’re malfunctioning. Not only will they not abandon the orders given, they won’t shut off. The only way to shut them off is to wait for them to run out of battery.”

“How much battery life is even left?” Logan asked.

“About an hour’s worth.”

(PAUSE)

Eventually, the robots powered down and Rebecca was hurriedly apologizing to an exhausted Angelo. “I had no idea this would happen. I promise I did all the checks and they were working fine.”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” Angelo groaned, still a little sore from spending over an hour as a ticklish plaything by two robots. Logan had to hold him up to make sure that he didn’t collapse.

“He’ll be fine,” Logan insisted, taking Angelo away. Once were at home and safe, Logan began teasing him. “There you go, sweetie, no more horrible tickly robots. You’re safe now.”

“Shut up,” Angelo muttered.

“Well, that sounds like a rude thing to say to your boyfriend, who knows all your weaknesses.”

And another round of torture commenced for the ticklish genius.

Thank you for reading this far. If you liked reading about my OCs, Angelo and Logan, then you can go to the AO3 fic I made about their backstory, right here.

[mvndrvke]

M V N D R V K E ; independent selective multimuse written by luna ( 29, they/he )

A STUDY IN : ignoring canon, incoherent opinions on random muses, reimagining myth, musical references, adhd periods of hyperfixation, learning to answer messages consistently, forming complex dynamics between characters, and more.

mythos affiliated with : @apatilcs

mobile muse list under the cut.

muses that contain a significant amount of canon divergence in their portrayal will be marked with an asterisk*, and those bios are worth scanning prior to interaction. most muses have about pages, which can be found in the links below and on my carrd.

ACTIVE MUSES. the favorite kids, the ones that get the most focus and have the most consistent muse.

literature.

mythology. penelope of ithaca & neoptolemus & poseidon pjo. nico di angelo* & cecil markowitz* affiliated with @nosestealer & @zeitkeist thg. effie trinket & haymitch abernathy twilight ( anti-smeyer ). carlisle cullen & bella swan

television / film-based.

got. shireen baratheon* & rickon stark* rickon affiliated with @winterreigned hotd. harwin strong & theldry strong the phantom of the opera. meg giry* star wars. shmi skywalker

LOW-ACTIVITY MUSES. still adored but get less attention.

literature.

mythology. menelaus & hades pjo. grover underwood

television / film-based.

bridgerton. edwina sharma doctor who. martha jones hotd. marin royce shadow & bone. harij ghafa & inej ghafa star wars. satine kryze* & seril jinn & ahsoka tano

ON-REQUEST MUSES. muses that aren't really active but i'd still love to write. we don't need to have discussed it for you to send a meme in for these muses.

literature.

mythology. orpheus pjo. annabeth chase* & paul blofis & mai castellan thg. johanna mason marvel/mcu. peter parker

television / film-based.

avatar film series. kiri augustine doctor who. rose noble

TEST MUSES. new muses i want to try out before i add them to my muse list.

got. arya stark * hotd. joffrey velaryon lotr. celeborn & haldir mythology. achilles *

[lightcreators]

There  was  admiration  about  how  the  other  boy  expressed  happiness  to  speak  of  his  father.  He  really  wished  he  could  do  the  same  ---  only,  it  wasn't  easy  to  begin  with,  to  talk  over  an  parental  figure  who  had  remained  an  hidden  presence  in  the  background,  busy,  in  which  he  didn't  even  remember  he  had  perceiving  him  when  he  was  younger  that  he  was  actually  was,  who  represented  the  God  of  the  Underground  !  He  couldn't  pretending  his  knoweldge  were  huge  concerning  the  past.  Spirits  were  all  around  him  within  that  planet  …  and  he  wasn't  feeling  at  his  place  …  when  it  wasn't  neither  his  homeworld,  and  yet,  couldn't  coming  back  from  it.  His  mother  was  dead.  His  sister  was  …  away  (  best  manner  to  exposing  current  loneliness  ).  He  had  been  protected  because  the  underground  could  offering  comfort  of  pleasant  casino  ---  in  which  he  wouldn't  have  to  care  about  how  many  time  would  pass,  would  be  allowed  to  life  how  long  he  wanted,  would  be  part  of  somewhere  in  which  he  would  belong  …  but  that  was  gone.  Possibility  of  an  frustration  could  have  coming  from  how  similar  boy  had  been  living  within  stories  ---  when  him,  from  his  young  age,  needed  mostly  to  put  reconsideration  over  what  could  be  say  …  Dramatically,  the  underground,  the  Underground  always  has  been  associated  to  another  part  of  what  he  was  speaking  about  ---  the  Sith,  the  Dark  Side,  obscurity  within  human  beings  …  when  honestly,  as  much  he  was  curious  over  what  stories  has  been  told,  he  desired  remaining  neutral,  not  forced  to  pick  side,  not  pushed  inside  an  path  he  didn't  wanted,  not  misunderstood  simply  his  connections  were  mean  to  be  obscure  …  ❝  You  must  be  Force  sensitive  then.  ❞  He  exposed  kindly,  as  as  much  he  wasn't  that  much  younger  as  him,  he  struggled  to  communicate,  when  sounds  of  his  voice  betrayed  him  of  that  discomfort.  He  couldn't  say  he  was  interested  by  the  Dark  Side  because  it  came  from  an  misunderstanding  !  There  was  moment  of  hesitation.  His  mother  had  been  killed  in  front  of  his  eyes  …  His  mother  died  asking  him  to  survive  …  What  he  was  expressing,  it  was  something  he  had  lived.  ❝  …  ❞  Words  didn't  managed  to  came  out  at  that  sentence.  Isn't  tragic  ?  Isn't  horrible  ?  No,  he  couldn't  say  that.  He  couldn't  break  the  pride  he  feel  towards  such  atrocious  landscape  ---  ❝  It  must  have  been  terrible  …  ❞  He  confessed.  When  the  question  was  returned  back  to  him,  there  was  another  hesitation.  ❝  A high administrative position.  ❞  Of  the  dead.

It  must  be  possible  for  him,  since  the  father  of  that  boy  was  dead,  to  possibly  reach  the  line  of  his  spirit  ---  Impossible  things  that  could  be  done  by  the  Force  was  something  who  seemed  terribly  easy  for  him,  but  well,  would  be  best  if  he  avoid  to kill himself  for  pull  too  much  energy  on  his  powers.  ❝  He  is  always  busy  …  I  could  show  up  at  his  office  unannounced,  but  I'm  not  sure  he'd  have  time  for  me.  He  knows  where  I  am,  but  he  has  to  leave  me  to  manage  on  my  own..  I  don't  have  an  aunt  like  you  to  look  after  you  ---  I  have  a  sister,  but  she's  gone  …  ❞  He  expressed  with  sadness,  as  he  was sorry  destroy  a  bit  the  mood .  ❝  Do  you  believe  in  spirits  ?  Do  you  believe  in  the  impossibilities  powers of  the  Force  ?  ❞ 

"my father was a jedi," he whispers lowly, not wanting to garner any attention besides to the one he was speaking to- he knew what happened to the jedi and he didn't want people to get mad at him for speaking up about it. but he couldn't help himself, he was proud of his father. he wanted to be just like him, too.

"my aunt says he died doing what he loved, that he was very brave," he says, chest puffing out in pride. he loves talking about his father, no matter what or who he's talking to. his aunt and uncle tell him stories all the time- at least stories that they know, they say they don't know a lot because the jedi weren't allowed attachments so they didn't know him very well, but he loved hearing the stories that they did know. he wanted to learn more, he wanted to know everything. "what about you ? what does your dad do?"

@lightcreators liked for babu Luke (for Nico)

[mctionsick]

SPOOKY VERSE STARTER CALL.   if you’d like a one liner starter from one these muses (for the listed verse) please let me know which in the replies (feel free to request multiple)!  My two simple rules are you must be a mutual & let know know which muse(s) (likes don’t count).

MATHIEU GRANGER. wolfgang novogratz / alt. thomas hayes.  22-25.  he/him.  bisexual.  scavenger (zombie apocalypse au).  ▶︎ MORE INFO

ANGELO SERRANO.  aron piper.  21-24.  he/him.  bisexual.  auto mechanic / street racer (vampire au).  ▶︎ MORE INFO

OSKAR “OZ” BLUM.  chris evans.  30-40.  he/him.  heterosexual.  road captain for “the hounds” biker gang (werewolf au). test muse. 

[lostwcnderlands]

with his heart thumping in his ears, yet his body surprisingly calm && still, angel took slow steps backwards as ' jennifer ' approached. he'd liked her for... for ages, as long as he could remember, practically. the agreement to go out had been a pleasant surprise, and now, as he felt his back hit the wall && his lean figure press into it, eyes widened further, he wondered - was he sealing his own fate with a silly little crush?

" um... " angel hesitated, eyes moving from hers to the body, the stranger, lifeless on the floor. he could smell the blood, it was a heavy stench in the air, and it caused his stomach to flip in over on itself.

it looked like her. he could almost imagine that hypnotizing smile, the way her skin all but glowed in the sun. makeup pristine, her steps light as heels clacked. never a hair in disarray. it looked like jennifer. but jenn usually wasn't dripping blood from her teeth. her eyes didn't usually look... so black. " i think i... have a few questions first. starting with. what the fuck? "

“Oh my god, this is like something out of a horror movie.”

@lostwcnderlands

The thing that looked up at the sound of a voice wasn't Jennifer. It looked like her. It used her body, and it shared the benefits of what they did together. There were even times the two started to merge in her mind, until there wasn't a lot of difference between herself and the entity. It didn't have a voice, but it had hungers and insights into how to satisfy those hungers that wouldn't have occurred to Jenn on her own. Without it, she knew she wasn't really alive. She'd died that night in Devil's Kettle. If it were to ever leave her body, she would be dead for real. Jennifer didn't want to be dead.

It was crouched over the corpse of some nameless guy, sipping blood out of its chest cavity like a big, demonic cat with cream. It smiled with her mouth, blood dripping down its chin. Jennifer was still aware of everything that happened when the entity took the driver's seat, but in a distant way, like she was sprawled on her bed watching some gory horror flick. It stood, drifting closer to the one who'd interrupted, drawn by their fear. She could taste it on the air, still heady and delicious even when she was satisfied, but Jennifer and the demon were in agreement about this. This was someone they liked, a friend.

"Do you still want to go out tomorrow?"