#monmuses

[emeraldtied]

{➹} – MOBIUS HAD LITTLE worry when it came to things like pollution and like problems, so the winter air may have been cold and crisp but it was pleasant. Different from space, no doubt, but satisfying all the same.

"Smells good too!" The heat, sound, smell. The toddler loved everything about the fireplace and often fell asleep in front of it because of that comfort. She just knew when they got home her parents would be starting a fresh fire.

Though she was puzzled for a moment, head tilting. "Waterpark...? Wha's that? We swim in ocean, and sometimes the lake on Unc' Knux's island."

The tracks from her paws were left in the snow, following the sled's tracks in the path to follow back once they could loop around. It gave Cosmo a good workout to walk around in the snow, and not having a need to wear her helmet like the cold, deep space. She enjoyed it, however! The snow was always a wonderful experience to return to back on Earth.

"The fireplace is very warm! Cosmo likes the sound of the wood burning," she hummed with a low, enthusiastic growl. "Winter is fun, but the beach is fun too! Cosmo goes to swim with the Avengers sometimes, and a cute shark joins us! Do you like waterparks? Or swimming in big lakes?"

[thuganomxcs]

━━   ❝   𝐘𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫?  ❞  He asked his beloved with a smirk on his face. For ONE, the hotter temperatures demanded that she wear less. So whenever she has to go to college it would mean she would lose a jacket and probably just wear a shirt and that makes things easier for him when it came to touchy 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙨 the moment he snags a moment with her alone. Then there was that - other reason. “Means we can get away from the heat by drivin’ up t’ the beach one day. No ghosts, no demonic spirits, just you me..and the sight of you in a bikini.” Was it to tease her? Most definitely.

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 / @monmuses

[electricea]

Closed starter for @monmuses!

"Man, you know it's definitely a spring morning when the sun is barely up and it's still chilly out...!"

Even though his word sounded like a complaint, he spoke them with a grin on his face as he got into position, his water bottle clutched in one hand.

"Let's run together every day, if we can! 'Til the weather gets nice and warm again!"

[ncvabcrn]

@monmuses : (prompts for talking yourself out of something) "am i interrupting something?" from nick!

they thought everyone else had been asleep, or two busy watching the saferoom door to even hear their incoherent mumbling. so when nick, who didn't even bother to knock or anything beforehand, says something- ally lets out a small, startled squeak.

as to what caused him to show any interest; they were essentially whispering to themselves, something that they used to do a lot before the apocalypse in order to keep their thoughts on track. but since that incident with the smoker injuring their throat, it was.. difficult trying to keep themselves together. (at least when they think no one is listening.)

they lightly shake their head. truth be told they didn't know what to think of the conman besides intimidation, so their behavior is going to be more shy, compared to if per say, ellis had checked up on them instead.

"do you.. need something?" why else would he be here?

[lcftcult]

It definitely came off as much for Black Star, especially since she was a bundle of nerves and anxiety. But the sinner would come around eventually with enough exposure to the princess of Hell. She was so kind. Not somebody that Black Star would've thought would rule over Hell. Almost everyone else here was needlessly cruel.

A small smile creeps its way to her face at Charlie's answer. Red Velvet was a recipe she made many times, so making it for Charlie was no problem. "Oh, uh.. t-together?" The sinner wasn't offended by Charlie's offer, she was more-so surprised by it. "Um.. well.. i-if you really want to. I mean.. s-since I do have a.. a hard time reaching high shelves" there was an attempt at a joke, which was followed by a sheepish laugh.

"Oh, I-I see." Said the sinner, understanding Charlie's explanation about perfectionism. "I-I'm kind of that way too, b-but with my cooking. 'Cause a bad dish.. ugh.. I can't come back from it" Black Star would bury her head in her hands and shake her head. Now Black Star didn't consider herself a perfectionist, although she had a lot of the traits when it came to preparing meals.

Seeing how excited Charlie was made the sinner flinch in place. Since Black Star wasn't used to such loud and enthusiastic responses. Putting that aside, the sinner was elated to see how happy Charlie was. "Um.. y-yes! I-I'd really like to! Since.. you've been so kind to me, I mean" the cat lowered her ears partly along with her tail, coming off as shy.

"W-Well, um.." a small blush forms on Black Star's furry cheeks. "I was.. was thinking uh.. s-some cookies o-or a cake. Do you ah.. h-have a favorite flavor?"

[pcrplevenom]

@monmuses ; Iguro Obanai

Soldan sat quietly, just under a large tree. She had a long day of training, and needed to relax her nerves. Eyes halfway closed, but hearing a small hiss almost right beside her. Glancing over, it was white snake with reddish pink eyes. A soft smile, legs legged to her chest lazily. "Well, I don't know where you came from. But, you're kind of adorable."

[wisteriagrcve]

@monmuses echoed -🎪: for our muses to go to a spooky carnival [ Priscilla & Cesar ]

𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐀 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐨𝐝.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞….𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭..." 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐤-𝐚-𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬?"

[pcrplevenom]

Soldan stayed close to Inosuke, stifling a giggle and covering her mouth with a hand lightly. "I won't tell anybody about thiss, I love pulling these typess of thingss if I'm not doing anything for too long. You're offically cool, Inosuke. We need to hang out more!" now, at least a small laugh coming out not too loudly would work for now. "Two for two, it'ss fair! I do a lot of hunting for food during the day, or I jusst buy ssomethin' once a week."

"Gettin' out of here soundss more ideal, can't rissk being caught!" Soldan fixed her haori, brushing off after checking the sleeves. Gazing towards to where Inosuke pointed, feeling rather proud of helping out here. "We'll be feasting real good! I'll have mysself on high alert for anybody suspiciouss as I normally do. I often wonder if I'm too damn careful." She gave a sharp, but quieter hiss towards the doorway."Hey, it could be both! I'll make my way out, I'll see you outside!" Sprinting off, not much noise made.

[friendscfmine]

     @monmuses   〢  cont from here .

   “I did get it in my hair,” Stan laughed, shaking amber droplets off his dark bangs.  “Angel Face is the name of the drink, not where I got it.”  The brandy was soaking into the collar of his shirt, too, and it was very sticky and uncomfortable.  Kyle making an appearance before he could get cleaned up was unfortunate.

   “Thank you, though—if you think I’m the Angel Face, I’ll take it.”

   He rolled the ice around the bottom of the metallic shaker.  “It’s always hard to open, so I thought I’d put the lid on looser this time, and well…”  With his free hand, he gestured down to the state he was in.  “There’s still a little at the bottom of the shaker if you wanna try it.”

[dualitytransformation]

@monmuses asked: "Are you crying?" muriel to jekyll

HIS HEAD SHOT UP from where it had been laid down on his desk. Muriel’s voice had startled him, though Jekyll knew she hadn’t MEANT to, so he wasn’t overly upset about it. The thing he was more upset about was the fact that — YES, he had been crying, which he HATED doing in front of people. His reputation was bad enough. Everyone said he’d gone mad, which meant nothing he’d done was credible anymore. All his life’s work, down the drain.

WASTED.

All because of one failed experiment.

“Not… ANYMORE.” Forcing a small smile, Jekyll wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, then turned to fully face the other. Maybe if he played it off, they could MOVE ON from the whole thing.

“What can I do for you?”

[risingshine]

Chiasa gets a birthday kitty! i hope she has a great birthday <3

Thank you! She will have a great birthday!

[mayoinomori]

@monmuses - robin and father john - from here

She was uncertain if the crucifix could properly defend against the yokai, being as their existence stemmed from another faith entirely. But she wouldn't mention it, instead focused on ensuring the human knew he had to flee... Not fight.

"They are haunted by creatures called yokai. They are spirits, strange occurrences within the wood. Some eat man, some consume spiritual energy, some none of the above." Robin stopped herself, knowing that John had not asked for a lesson on crypto-zoology.

"We'll have to find a opening in the forest's edge. Follow." The shifter gestured with her head, but paused only a moment to remember... Manners. Right.

A soft tilt of the head, a small bow.

"My name is Robin. I'm the guardian of this place. As long as we stick together, you'll be fine. Promise." A much more human, girlish smile warmed her face.

[troublcmakcrs]

▸   @monmuses   ⟶   ❛  "you take a brick, and you hit her in the face." henrietta to tweek  ❜   ╱   (  evil , accepting .  )

   “Augh!  I’d like to,” Tweek said, scowling and slightly shaking with rage.  “B-but… that’d just m-make the situation worse…”  He didn’t know why he cared so much.  He was used to people saying awful things about him, either behind his back or two his face, insulting him and then calling him crazy when he reacted accordingly.

   “Maybe I w-would if I wasn’t one violent act away f-f-from in—involuntary commitment.”  It was Red, and he didn’t think she’d actually get him committed.  She was much more the type to throw hands (or bricks) back, but she was a pretty girl, and Tweek was… himself, and it just took one witness to completely do him in.

   “She’s cl-close with Craig…”  There was a rumor going around that Craig and Red were cousins because their dads looked so much alike, but that turned out to be coincidence.  “So n-now, she pretty much… hates my ass.  F-fair enough, I guess, but—ack!—she’s still a bitch!”

[thuganomxcs]

Sit still?? He couldn’t even concentrate..Yusuke noticed his own muscles began expanding but at a rather slow rate. There was also immense pain in his jaw as well as under his finger and toenails.  ❝   𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐇𝐇!!!   ❞  Yusuke bellows in absolute pain as his body continues to writhe, and the sweat pours on. “Yuri please!!...” He couldn’t hurt her…if he had to lay waste to the town then so be it..but he was selfish enough to PRAY and hope Yuri would not be among them.

“I hope…ya don’t…believe in Twilight..” Typical Urameshi to always crack one joke or another despite the circumstances. Whilst not a reader of Twilight himself, but judging from word of mouth that book series were just filled with romanticized monsters..but Yusuke knew he was turning into a monster himself..a REAL one. “I..didn’t think..this shit was real..Yuri, ya gotta get outta here.” That’s when he showed her the wound on his bicep..the bite mark that he showed her days ago…that never really healed.

continue from here / @monmuses

[slicing-clovers]

@monmuses asked: [ PRESS ] for the shorter muse to take hold of the taller one’s face to pull them down so they can press their foreheads together. - for hulk and erina; he needs some comfort :( — 'TOL AND SMOL' PROMPTS.

ERINA WAS ALWAYS FASCINATED by a good mystery. Though the ones she often involved herself with tended towards the scientific, history wasn't without its equal contenders. 'What happened to Emilia Earhart?' 'Who was Jack The Ripper?' 'Where did Australium come from?'

Ah, and another two for that evening: 'Who the hell didn't leash their dogs on this side of the park grounds?...and how were there so many?'

The clearing she and David were in that night was not wide or open enough for them to see their assailants. Not that the pair exactly knew what they were, only that—

One, the commotion they heard sounded like some varieties of canine, and... Two, from all the barking... the amount could not seriously be wrangled by one person.

Actually— three. Birds were flying from nearer and nearer trees. The rustle of disturbed foliage was getting louder. They were being sought out.

Amidst the rush, and in what felt like record time, Erina fell into the nearest camper van reserved for personnel, and made for the farthest safe reach of the park she knew.

For the ensuing moments, her only guides were her own knowledge of the grounds (drilled in under the care of her good Captain) and a bright and full moon, whose light shone in from above. Past the rumble of the engine and the bumps in the road, she could hear great impacts following her in the distance— she took it to mean Hulk was following the sound of her driving, which she was able to confirm once the two reached their destination.

After about a quarter of an hour, she'd made it to an older-looking cabin— from what the doctor remembered, it used to serve as an open research center, but its condition left it as an auxiliary lodge, devoid of any important tools and wares. Given how worn it looked, she was surprised that the retrofitted lights were still on.

Anyhow... any shelter was better than the biting cold of the valley air. She pulled the fur of her jacket's lining closer with gloved hands, and carefully slung her laser-repeater over her shoulder before closing the van's door. She made sure to be gentler with the motion; her shoulders were already getting sore from being so harsh with the steering wheel. As her gaze met the moon, she breathed a silent thanks to it, her breath misting beneath its continuing radiance.

It wasn't long until she noticed Hulk jogging in to meet her, too. His form towered over hers, yet: easily twice her size, so about ten to twelve feet, if her diagnostic experience told her anything. Contrary to the way he ran here, kicking up dust the whole way, he'd finally slowed down... and she managed to get a good look at him.

The bluish moonlight had reflected back into his eyes, as did a bit of the amber from the cabin's emergency lights... but through them both, in his irises, an almost-electric green burned low through the shadow of his height. Despite the intensity that lay dormant in them, she could sense worry in his easing breaths, his gentle frown.

Without words, he was asking how she was. To that, she smirked apologetically— it was good, to be considerate.

She offered her hands, raising her arms up, to which he had offered his chin. She closed her own eyes, dipping her head forwards… and he followed suit. Their foreheads met in silence.

Without words, she gave her thanks... but also she made sure to do the same with them, to ensure he got the idea.

"At ease, friend… you have been good help as it is," the doctor whispered. "We've a long night ahead, but we can do this. We have each other's backs, yes?"

There was time yet, to make a stand here... against whatever or whoever was on the chase for them tonight. Erina had a feeling she would need a bit more than The Hulk to assure their survival.

He'd done enough work for her already, and she knew more than enough on how to return favors the combative way.

[ncvabcrn]

@monmuses : "say it again, slower this time." from rochelle

SLOW DOWN, their mind is able to register it through their stammering & stuttering. they were trying to calm down but even in their body language, hands shaking, it was inevitable this would happen. left sleeve pulled up, revealing the discolored arm that had some nasty scratch marks on them- thanks to their attempt at protecting one of the others from a hunter.

IT WASN'T DEEP ENOUGH. but still, the amount of blood that it was spilling was enough to make them stressed. she'll have questions; they all will, but they have to convince that there's nothing wrong. nothing wrong nothing wrong nothing wrong.

"i'm not infected- i'm immune, this is just.." ally's other hand wipes off some of the blood stuck to their skin. sore throat attempts to clear itself, to speak louder, to be understood. to not be left behind again.

"it's been like that since th- the first week of the outbreak. i- i just need this wrapped up, please." they're expecting hesitance, or something worse; a gun to their temple, perhaps.

they're just scared, & surely rochelle would understand that, right?