#Kenneth Muse

[mikyapixie]

68 years ago today the Tom & Jerry short Blue Cat Blues was released!!!

JESUS 💣#☠️@💥%⚡️ CHRIST THIS EPISODE WAS DARK!!!

[nancydrewwouldnever]

My Imaginary Girlfriend just keeps getting those coins! @luckydiorxoxo

[final-girlboy]

hot goth woman and her dead gay brother is an underrated dynamic

[movietonight]

Constantly thinking about Kenneth Williams interviewing a young, up-and-coming Stephen Fry and the interview turning into them bitching about method acting

[ac1numa]

@shadowbrn requested a one liner. / kenneth wayland &. isla khatri.

ik. " tonight  you  came  here  cause  you  know  what  i  need  and  no  one  likes  to  be  alone. "

[astridlius]

THE LIUS

kenneth liu (55) — donnie yen

ingrid liu (nee eriksson) (54) — diane lane

maverick liu (28) — derek luh / @maverick-liu

astrid liu (26) — havana rose liu

PLUS...

farrah pawcett (18) — mangy, crusty, old. hates everyone outside of the family.

linda (6) — english bulldog, chillest pup of all time

[ac1nums-moved]

@shadowbrn, kenneth wayland required an incorrect quotes, featuring isla khatri.

[lettherebemonsters]

Mantis takes a dive into Kenneth's mind, what does he find?

Mantis is going to see a broken mind almost completely consumed by fear, rage and madness. Kenneth is still largely traumatized by his childhood, so he's constantly reliving everything his father did to him (things that I believe were done to Kenneth that goes far beyond whipping him. Stuff even I won't say out loud.)

He constantly relives that agony and pain, becoming a monster to scare away the boogeyman that won't let him be free.

He's trapped in a nightmare circus full of monsters.....and to survive, he had to become the most monstrous creature of all......

[grav3encovnters]

for : @prettymvgic

ft. my muse : kenneth parker.

he   had   worked   so   hard   to   get   this   leave   so   he   could   spend   some   time   with   his   wife   ,   though   she   looked   anything   but   happy   to   see him.    ❝   well   ,   i   just   wanted   to   see   ya   ,   darlin'.   thought   you'd   be   happy   i   was   home   for   a   while.   ❞

[pkmn-ken]

I have no idea who this dude is, or who he thinks he is, but he’s just standing at the entrance of my gym. What is he waiting for, a damn invitation? If he wants to battle me, he’s gonna have to get a lil closer rather than stand at the other side of the gym.

[saficv]

# .𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑ ( muses ) kenneth prideux , musa abierta.

rostro: louis hofmann. veintiséis años. profesor de lengua y literatura en la universidad de cambridge. su signo es escorpio.

[ofginjxints]

"Probably not, but don't you want to?" He brushed his hand on her arm. "You've missed me, haven't you?"

"you're fucking unbearable ken." her head turned to the side as she avoided his gaze. "a kiss isn't going to fix any of this."

[ac1numa]

@shadowbrn asked: send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) / kenneth in isla phones is something.

[creativespark]

The Beau Belle Brothers, Kenneth and Claus, are twins, duo performers and genderfluid muses from Copenhagen.

[tiniedemon]

. . .

maid cafe

poly stan marsh, kenny mccormick, & kyle broflovski

the boys were regulars, and also some of your best friends. you’d always thought very highly of them, seeing as you’d known all three since diapers. you noticed from a young age that they were viciously protective of you, going as far as to jump a foreign exchange student in your honor.

they were sat in your cafe again, being suspiciously quiet. you shot them looks every once in a while, smiling to yourself as you watched their hushed debate from across the room. you made your rounds, saving their table for last.

“boys,” you greeted as you approached, hands on your hips. “do any of you need anything else, or can i drop the check?”

the three of them shared nervous glances, telepathically discussing a secret you weren’t in on. you were a bit jealous, in all honesty. it was no secret that they were all helplessly in love with each other, as they formed the only polyamorous couple in all of south park. the stigma alone kept most people away, but you simply couldn’t resist the urge to be around them. you were desperate to receive any ounce of their attention, desperate to join their relationship, even if just for a day.

“yeah, actually,” kenny spoke up, clearing his throat as he tossed you a charming smile. kyle rolled his eyes, blowing a few stray strands of red hair from his eyes.

“how about you bring the check, and your number?” he finished with a wink, to which you deadpanned through the blush spotting your cheeks.

“kenneth, you have my number already.” he flushed, a scowl taking his features as he slumped in his seat. stan sighed, head falling into his palm.

“sorry, y/n. kenny lacks brain cells,” kyle grumbled, smacking his blonde lover repeatedly on the shoulder. you giggled at the sight, pulling a chair up and sitting cross legged in it.

“believe me, honey. i know,” you mused. kyle’s face turned red as he smiled at you, stan reaching across the table to swat at his arm.

“oh, right,” the ginger breathed. “we were just wondering, by chance, if any of us had a chance. with you. in a relationship.”

you could sense the nervousness shared between the three of them, joined by your own. you were shifting anxiously in your seat, fingers tugging at the stockings suffocating your thighs.

“i mean, if we’re being realistic, yeah,” you responded, avoiding eye contact at all costs. you could see all three of the boys leaning forward out of your peripheral, your gaze finally moving to jump between them.

“which one?” stan blurted, tanned cheeks a light shade of pink. kenny and kyle were no better, kyle’s face redder than normal and the tips of kenny’s ears burning.

“uh,” you paused just long enough to sigh. “all of you, if i’m being honest.”

“thank fuck,” kenny gasped, sinking back into his seat. kyle broke out into the biggest smile you’d ever seen on his face, stan following suit once he’d gotten over his shock.

“we’d be happy to have you, if you’ll have us,” kyle spoke, eyebrows lifted and drawn together in the middle. he wore a hopeful glint in his eyes, mirrored in the gazes of his boyfriends.

“i suppose i have no choice, yeah?” you chuckled, brushing a stray hair from your forehead. “i would love to, guys.”

the celebration was as loud as they normally were, kenny practically leaping over the table to embrace you. both his — now your — boyfriends followed suit, forming an awkward pile in your lip. you indulged it for a few moments before you started shoving the three of them off your lap, laughing all the while.

“alright, chumps. i have to go do my job. you can see me when i’m off.”

“wouldn’t miss it for the world, love.”

[catullus101]

Lynn Seymour, a dancer of extraordinary intensity, died yesterday on the eve of her 84th birthday. A muse of Kenneth MacMillan and Frederick Ashton, she originated some of the most electrifying roles conceived during the 60s and 70s.

In this clip from 1978 you can see her dance with David Wall in Mayerling as Mary Vetsera, a role she originated during her last full season with the Royal Ballet. She was described as “a dance-actress without peer in her generation”.