#multiesmuses

[riprachel]

📷 from vic !

[  ✉  ]    PHOTOS MY MUSE HAS SAVED OF YOUR MUSE,  ft. @multiesmuses

[careol]

LIKED : reba playlist lyric starters / @multiesmuses (judith)

it just has to be this way

               carol   glances   down   at   the   girl,   and   offers   a   sad   smile.      carol’s   heart   was   still   broken,   it   would   be   for   a   long   time.      if   it   ever   did   heal   it   wouldn’t   be   the   same.      judith   was   smart,   clearly   sensed   that   carol   wasn’t   in   a   good   place.      henry’s   death   was   the   obvious   reason,   but   given   that   was   still   too   difficult   to   talk   about,   her   niece   chose   a   different   question.      the   topic   of   ezekiel   and   her   very   recently   ended   marriage   didn’t   sting   nearly   as   much   as   the   loss   of   her   son.      she’d   always   love   ezekiel,   but   losing   henry   had   tainted   everything.      to   carol,   staying   with   him   would   only   cause   her   more   hurt.

               ❝   i   love   ezekiel,   i   always   will.      but   i   think   that   love   shifted,   it   isn’t   the   same.      it   hurts   to   let   go,   but   it’s   harder   hanging   on.      does   that   make   sense?   ❞

[maimedaffair]

❛   WHAT DO YOU WANT ? ❜ annoyed tone leaves the blonde as she refuses to even look up toward @multiesmuses as pen scrawls aggressively in her notebook. when she's not immediately answered , regina huffs &* smacks the pen down before looking up with a perfectly arched brow. ❛   what ? ❜

[asgardsprotector]

lil smooch from sif ♡

the asgardian would walk over to Sif, his boots pressing against the rugged terrain. his callused hands from years of war and battle as the protector of asgard. “ i've been waiting to do this, Sif. ” he presses his lips against hers for a gentle kiss, tender and warm. almost as if he has been yearning for Sif all this time. “ you are a mighty warrior, Lady Sif. you are welcome to kiss me again if you'd like. ”

[hexsreality]

Lyric Starter Post ⤷ Always Accepting!

❝ I know what people think of me ❞

☽◯☾┄─ @multiesmuses (for Jean!) || Lebanon Hanover-No.1 Mafioso ᗢ

[trustrage]

Daddy issues. If only she knew the half of it.

Aside from that, why were people so quick to comment on his 'daddy issues' ? Thor was as affected as him,( albeit differently), but because Thor was more personable, they did not suspect nor did they accuse.

His train of thought however, was interrupted by her loud chewing sounds. Brow furrowed, both at her rudeness and her attempt at humour.

"What is a hot topic? Also, you could learn to eat more quietly."

⠀ * @trustrage asked — “  personally ?  I  would not  let  that  slide .   ” for darcy !

⠀ gaze settles on emerald, brows furrowing as lips open, but no words come forth before head shakes and optics scrunch closed for a brief moment, " no : you'd invade new york with an alien army, right? you know, therapy does wonders for daddy issues, " she pauses, fingers clamping 'round fries from the tray in-front of her, before dropping them into her mouth, chewing loudly, " might sort out this whole ' hot topic ' shit you've got going on. "

[shldmaidns]

SIF IS OFFICIALLY OVER ON @multiesmuses ‼️

[asgardsprotector]

❛ the mighty jean grey come to seek out the son of odin! come forward, do not cower before me! I understand that I may be fierce, but I'm welcoming to all! ? ❜

@multiesmuses liked for a starter ( firing at jean! )

[hexsreality]

@multiesmuses requested a one-liner for Lady Sif!

"If it isn't the great Lady Sif, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

[taleswritten]

Johnny may have not met him but he's in V's head, he knows a little about the man she grieves so deeply. He's dug around in her head, knows what he looks like, seen a bit of her memories of him.

Maybe they would have gotten along, maybe they wouldn't have. Johnny's not exactly good at the friend making thing, after all. Most of his so called friends when he was alive also hated his guts.

".....I know a thing or two about grief, V." Plenty about it, actually, his own mind drifts back to Alt. "Take the time you need but don't forget to live, too. He wouldn't want you to sit around moping and throwing this pity party shit you got going on."

But what does he know? He became a terrorist with his grief.

‘ — # JOHNNY S .

⠀ she takes hit, staring absentmindedly into the embers emmenating from her lighter, nodding at the tumor rockerboy's words. she takes a shaky breath, angeling her head to glance in his direction, " I remember when all this started, y'know. jackie was so excited for the heist — really thought it'd be our ticket to fame ( ... ) he got too eager, forgot night city's number one rule, " another puff, head tilted backwards as smoke is exhaled, " don't hope for shit . think you two would'a been great friends — wish you could'a met 'im. guess that's how it goes, though. one choom dies, and another comes along. "

[victoriousfidelity]

Sigyn smiles, and raises her glass to the warrior. "You are much more proficient at giving rousing speeches than some of your comrades are, Lady Sif."

⠀ * @victoriousfidelity liked ! — lyric starter .

⠀ 〞 we are all brought forth out of darkness, into this world through blood and through pain — and deep in our bones, the old songs are waking : so sing them with voices of thunder and rain ! 〞

[recitedemise]

Oh my. The emotion behind that outpour so bare and honest was as hot, as scorching as a fresh-wicked flame. Gale looks to her carefully, not for the first time wondering as to the story she keeps. The tone that she nurses and that color of her eyes... Thin, he manages. As thin as ice.

"I should like to have a word with whoever handed you that appraisal," he begins, "though I can't say I've any interest in sharing in what isn't freely given."

She's all of a tempest, a deluge or a hurricane or the whipping of a gale. (He says he doesn't take, but what mortal man doesn't?) Still, familiar with furies, he knows she's hurt.

⠀ * @recitedemise liked ! — lyric starter .

⠀ 〞 can't take my charm, can't take my humor — can't take my wealth, 'cause it's just a rumor : nothin' you can take from me was ever worth keepin', no, nothin' you can take from me was ever worth keepin' ! 〞

[taleswritten]

He could dig deeper, find out what exactly is on her mind, but he doesn't like doing that to her. He will, if she doesn't tell him, but it doesn't mean he likes it.

He's an asshole but he doesn't like doing shit like that, it feels wrong. So when she finally speaks up, he's glad he doesn't have to dig for an answer.

"I don't know." Johnny answers honestly, crossing his arms as he leans against a nearby wall. It's still odd to be in her head but also not be in her head. He can feel the wall behind him but he knows he's not really there.

"But, I guess we're both gonna die trying to get your head back." Maybe he wanted her body once upon a time but that was before he got to know her. Somehow, she's wormed her way into his black heart.

"Isn't much point on dwelling on it, V. Standing around and moping ain't going to do shit."

⠀ * @taleswritten asked — " the look on your face says there's more on your mind . " from johnny .

⠀ a sigh escapes chapped lips, back of her hand moving towards her nose to wipe away dried blood, " you're in my head, johnny. 'course there's more on my mind: it ain't easy sharin' my brain. " fists plunge into jean pockets, pulling out the intricate cigerette case. lighter sparks, embers illuminating her features . " y'think i'm ever gonna get my head back? like, actually? "