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independent, private & selective multi-muse blog, featuring video game & cartoon muses ! slow activity.

( last updated: 26th of march, 2022 )

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annghhf.... 👁👄👁 ......ovdrwafhch brainrot

#000. ʷᶤᶰᵉ ᵒᶰ ʷᵉᵉᵏᵈᵃʸˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉʳˑ ooc.#i miss yall but uhh as always. ive been too focused on my.other hobbies and ppl.#but my overwatch brainrot is rly bad rn I LOVE JUNK.ER QUEEN SO MUCHHH AAAHH #ive been getting better at bap and i just heard his voiceline with ashe and im like ;") do i ship this? yes

O shit, happy pride month yall!

Wished by me, all my bisexual lads, one Lesbian and a Hampster.

#000. ʷᶤᶰᵉ ᵒᶰ ʷᵉᵉᵏᵈᵃʸˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉʳˑ ooc.#its been storming hard so i dont want to use electricity too much but i might write some headcanons on mobile!

thimbks about Leo.... god I love a man im gonna put everyone except him inactive here and im gonna force yall to play a way out 😳😳

#000. ʷᶤᶰᵉ ᵒᶰ ʷᵉᵉᵏᵈᵃʸˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉʳˑ ooc.#ignore how i keep disappearing 👁👄👁 i wish i could keep yall updated on all the excuses i have but yall are sick of hearing about me kdjd

@veldinstar said: It was one of those moments he knew to pretty much keep his mouth shut. With the silent approach from Leo, that was his first hint. Arms had opened to welcome his friend into his warmth. Nose nestles into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent, as fingers absentmindedly play with Leo’s hair. After a long moment, Ratchet finally breaks the silence.. “Anything I can do to get your mind off things?” Note he doesn’t pester him about what such things were. He would respect if Leo didn’t want to talk about it. Normally that was the case, after all.

There was nothing to talk about. Yes, Leo did have personal demons he struggled with, but they were rarely something that would cause him to behave any different. Everyone carries their own burdens in day-to-day basis, so really, it was barely anything to bother your head with.

But.. there was something about today that truly highlighted something that Leo was so afraid of. One of his greatest fears, becoming the reality. How many times did he have to play with fire? Did he really never learn?

Today, he was too tired to entertain Ratchet with their usual, silly antics. There were no sarcastic jokes & no snarky remarks. Just.. silence.

His unusually quiet demeanor was, surprisingly, met with understanding & warmth. Leo was barely in the mood to explain anything & thankfully, Ratchet didn’t ask any invasive questions either. It was like he just knew.

But my god, his touch. So familiar & yet, so.. foreign. In his arms, Leo usually felt safe. But nothing about today felt normal; the touch he would often recognize as homey & good felt sad, & cold. The middle of his eyebrows tilted upwards, his eyes beginning to damp slightly. His lips parted, almost ready to say something to his friend. But he hesitated.

Once Ratchet finally broke the silence between the two men, Leo barely even flinched from his spot. Only thing he would do following his friend’s question was to bring his arms behind Ratchet, pulling him in even closer to his body. After couple of seconds passed by without any reply, Leo finally decided to open his mouth.

“No, I’m sure I just.. need to sleep this off, y’know. “

There was an attempt (though weak) to answer his question in a lighter tone, trying to downplay how he truly felt in the moment. Leo wasn’t yet fully comfortable showing his sensitive side to anyone, & he hated looking so goddamn weak in front of his good friend.

“ Sorry. This is just.. so fuckin’ stupid. “

#veldinstar #002. ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᶤᵐᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵉʷˑ leo reply.#:) dgdfhfgdh ive had this in my inbox so im like AAAAAAAA #(: what is his fear oohh maybe its related to ratchet ohhh maybe :)

bad1dimagines

Are you pro crawling through vents

i dont know what prompted you to send me this but yeah i guess so

#002. ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᶤᵐᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶰᵉʷˑ leo isms.#GFDGDF I MEAN

@multiicolor said: “ do you ever get tired of yourself? ” — catra @ mara !

some meme i’m too lazy to look for. / selectively accepting.

Taken aback from the other’s inquiry, Mara proposed her with a reserved smile. What a loaded question, she thought to herself.

“ Get tired of.. myself? “ she repeated the question back, her ocean blue eyes looking back at her company.

Mara took a deep breath in as she closed her eyes, letting thoughts enter her head as she repeated the question in her mind. What would be the most honest answer?

Yes. Because she did get tired of being the She-ra.

The responsibility the burden she had to carry, knowing that some things she did or didn’t do would have serious consequences in the future. She would not stop berating herself if when some of her actions would cause unnecessary harm to any other living being. After all, she should known better. & it was not her choice to make to become her - it was simply her duty to be.

She shook her head, “ No, not really. “

Her smile had gotten weaker as she looked at the other’s direction. “ Why did you ask? Do you feel that way about yourself? “

#multiicolor #001. ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶤᶰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵃᶰᵈˢˑ mara reply.#she is. and she will be. very soft to catra.

dijon-mayonnaise

Boy best friends doodles I posted on the AWO discord ❤️

#otp. ᵖᵃʳᵗᶰᵉʳˢ 'ᵗᶤˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᶰᵈˑ leo/vincent.#kalokaii #aaangnghhhh.......ghgn....them......mm

playing ow2 beta gibes me lots of muse for baptise.... god i love him sm...

#000. ʷᶤᶰᵉ ᵒᶰ ʷᵉᵉᵏᵈᵃʸˢ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉʳˑ ooc.#oh hey i could actually get online today 😳#since im playing ow2 rn. mostly hate it though. it just looks so messy and juust. lets not talk about the elephant in the room thats.. doom

just--some--guy

#007. ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˢ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰˑ nate visage.#gross man. anyways-

@kalokaii said: elias knows how plucky nate gets with his hat, so he doesn't keep it off for long--but he does take it off for just a moment so he can plant a firm kiss on the top of his head. a smile is on his face the whole time. "your hair is greasy."

Already annoyed & exhausted after working overtime at the auto repair shop, Nate lifted a single eyebrow as he watched Elias remove his hat, after he had barely had any time to enter the room. Nate then scowled after feeling the kiss on his forehead, almost seeming insulted by the display of affection. Elias’ soft lips did not linger against his skin for a long time but it was enough for Nate to get flustered & forcibly reach out for his baseball cap in order to hide his discomfort & embarrassment .

“ Ain’t none of yer fuckin’ business. “ adjusting his hat back onto his head, he turned his back to his friend without emotion. “ Didn’t I tell ya I don’t care for that shit? Y’don’t need to do that outside of the bedroom. “

#kalokaii #007. ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˢ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰˑ nate reply.#:") he aint really the best with affection or whatever lmao good luck #sex? yes. pda? wtf gross.#this is what u wanted emmet!! u wanted to get involved with him! i warned u!#hes a piece of work if elias thinks ''i can change him-''

OPEN. | mutuals only.

“ Oh, it seems that you’re finally awake. “

A weak smile began to creep onto his Jean’s lips as he looked over at the person from other side of the room. There was no clear knowledge on how long he had been sitting there, just to wait for his patient to finally gain consciousness; he didn’t seem to mind it though. To pass time, Baptiste had began to fix & upgrade his immortality field that had taken some damage from last fight. Thankfully it held on for as long as it did.

“ You were passed out for quite some time. How are you feeling? “

#004. ᵈᵒ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵃᶰ ᵃᶰᵍᵉˡ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉʳᶜʸ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘˀ baptiste open.#i havent posted any open starters here before but i have MUSE.

kniveslookbooks

there’s nothing more satisfying than the sound of hitting someone solid in the fucking jaw.

#007. ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳˢ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰˑ nate isms.

@bambino-muses ︱CLOSED.

“ We should be careful. We won’t know what’s waiting for us inside. “

Russell was holding onto an assault rifle as he made sure his traveling companion was following him from behind. He had purposely positioned himself in front of her figure for protection, as he was leading the two into a quiet yard of the abandoned gas station. The silence was unsettling to Russell & his grip on his firearm tightened as he walked across the empty parking lot.

“ Someone has been here after we left. “ he furrowed his brows as he stopped dead in his tracks. Seeing the fresh & mutilated bodies of the dead around their stronghold only confirmed his fear to be valid. That was not their handiwork.

There was no way to tell how old those carcasses were, but Russell was sure they hadn’t killed that many just this morning, right when they left for their hunting trip. He glanced over at Charlotte, just knowing that she be a fan of the idea that he was going to suggest her. He really hated leaving Charlotte alone, but he simply couldn’t bear the idea of her getting hurt if things went south.

“ I’m gonna scout the building from the inside, okay? If y’hear a gunshot or somethin', you know it’s trouble. “ he exhaled. “ I just... need y’to be on the lookout, alright? & if I hear y’shoot or scream, I promise to come back for you. “

#bambino-muses #006. ˡᶤᵗᵗˡᵉ ʳᵉᵈ ʳᶤᵈᶤᶰᵍ ʰᵒᵒᵈ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳᶰᵉᵈ ʰᵒᵐᵉˑ russell ic.