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@animadistelle
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welcome welcome! this is an independent, semi selective low activity multi muse featuring muses from various works of literature, television, films, and those of my own creation. penned by lissa, 29.
helpful links: rules / muses.
where else can you find lissa? rapunzel / @shesdaylight.
THE OFFICE Pool Party (8x12)
EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER THAT I LOVE (in alphabetical order) OCTAVIA BLAKE - THE 100 I wasn’t fighting for Skaikru today. I thought I was fighting for myself, but now I know that’s not true either. I was fighting for us all. Skaikru will not take the bunker alone, we will share it equally, because we are equal. We are one clan, and we will survive Praimfaya together.
JUSTIN HARTLEY in THE NOEL DIARY (2022)
Emilia Clarke as G'IAH — Secret Invasion 1.01 , Resurrection
Look at this dork!
BTS from Set It Up, found on Pinterest.
hazel eyes drift to his already flexing hands, wanting to reach out to take hold of her hand when she points out that the paparazzi can't find out before they're ready. it's going to be hard, trying to contain himself, to stop himself, but octavia blake? she's worth it. maximus holds her gaze, and he nods lightly. "absolutely," he says without hesitation, without second thought. and just like that, to him, it feels natural. the thought of being with her feels natural, comfortable. he's willing to do what it takes to keep her. "could you?"
hazel eyes drift to his already flexing hands, wanting to reach out to take hold of her hand when she points out that the paparazzi can't find out before they're ready. it's going to be hard, trying to contain himself, to stop himself, but octavia blake? she's worth it. maximus holds her gaze, and he nods lightly. "absolutely," he says without hesitation, without second thought. and just like that, to him, it feels natural. the thought of being with her feels natural, comfortable. he's willing to do what it takes to keep her. "could you?"
Her head fell back against the couch and lolled to the side to look at her much calmer and, somehow, more rational sister (time really does change people). Hannah took a deep breath and scrubbed her hands over her flustered face before dripping them back to her lap. "They need to have a better GPS on that boat. Or, like, a flare system." She knew Piper was right but she was still scared. "I know you're right, but I'm still going to be annoyed about it."
Piper's feet rest underneath her, arm propped on the sofa cushion as she looks toward her younger sister. And she finds herself nodding her head in agreement. "I'm pretty sure all ships have a flare gun. They definitely have one on board, but they need to update their GPS. I mean, I can't even see where Brendan is because he has no reception. They need to make the GPS out at sea more accessible for us on land, there's gotta be a market for that." If her hands weren't tied with the bar, and if she knew the back end of technology, she'd start on it right now. "It's cute, you miss him."
seesgood:
the blonde snorts, rolling her eyes until her gaze settles on claire. she shifts, and caroline digs into the pancakes, giving herself a few moments to mentally sort through all the updates she needs to provide before she starts. ❝ elena and damon had this huge fight about the bar and her working late, but as far as i know they worked it out. ❞ her eyes roll, but it’s softer than it otherwise would be. ❝ and bonnie and enzo are in paris again — i think he’s gonna surprise her with an apartment there so they can split their time. creepy neighbor got a new patio set and manslut neighbor brought home two new girls and a guy. ❞ caroline pauses to take a sip of her drink before she continues, eyes wide. ❝ oh my god — they’re bringing back jersey shore, with basically the entire original cast. and they announced the new cast of the bachelorette. ❞
claire sits with her legs crossed pretzel style, propping her chin into the palm of her hand as she watches caroline dig in. and she smiles, genuinely smiles, as she watches. because she’d really missed her, and she’s just happy to be home. safe. alive. she can’t stop herself from laughing, just a little bit, as caroline thinks jersey shore is hard hitting knews, and she’s right! her smile falters a little, though, because despite the updates on their neighbors and jersey shore, claire knows that time has passed while she’s been gone. as she’s away saving the world, as caroline puts it, elena and damon and enzo and bonnie are living their lives together and claire feels so guilty for leaving all the time. “is creepy neighbor’s patio set tacky?” claire takes caroline’s hand, lightly squeezing. “have they started yet? please tell me you didn’t watch without me.” reality tv may be cringy most of the time, but any time spent with caroline - even watching it! - is time well spent. she wants to take advantage.
headstrongblake:
octavia can’t pinpoint why it feels different the way maximus appears to describe her. but she can’t deny that she likes the way she sounds coming from him. wondering if that’s really what people saw when they looked at her. hopefully. it was better than the alternative of the people around her knowing just how terrified she was every single day. how she forces herself to not think about all the death she’s created because she might just drown at that. “ well, thank you maximus, your flattery will get you everywhere. ” octavia offered with a mischievous smirk, head shaking.
it seems the two are not so different, octavia just has crafted her iron mask better. her head tilts looking at him, feeling a need to offer him some type of comfort. though, nothing she thinks to offer seems enough. instead, octavia stood, wandering closer to max before she lowered herself beside him. her hand touched at his arm, green eyes tracing his face. “ if there was, whatever happened to them isn’t on you maximus, you didn’t will their experiences into existence, it’s not use torturing yourself. ” octavia says softly, hoping she comes off more kind than abrupt. her other hand absentmindedly touches at the dog tags that hang around her neck, thinking about her brother’s survival. “ i haven’t been alone, ” she offers with a shrug, trying suck the emotions that well in her eyes back. every breath she takes makes her miss her brother. “ i’ve had your sister. ”
he shifts lightly, to make himself more comfortable. the pain is beginning to wear down, but he knows that the comfort will turn to discomfort eventually, and he’d rather distract himself now than when it’s too late. plus he likes getting to know the person that’s kept his sister safe through all of this, and he wants to thank her. the simple statement isn’t enough though, and he knows that.
he stays quiet at her comment, knowing that she’s right. hating that she’s right, knowing that he shouldn’t be feeling so guilty yet still feels like their blood is on his hands. had he the power to change things, though, he doesn’t know if he’d be strong enough to. and maybe that’s what he feels guilty for the most. “thank you,” he mumbles, averting his gaze. he doesn’t want her to see the shame in his eyes. but then he looks back at her, and he offers her a smile. “thank you, for being there for her.”
headstrongblake:
nick’s grin only spread, shaking his head a little because he’s never known two people to be so good. & maximus and rapunzel are. sometimes it makes nick wonder if the other man has ever told a lie in his life, or ever toed out of line? perhaps maximus needed nicklas in his life just as nicklas needed maximus to balance him. despite nick’s efforts to be a great knight, he knows he’s only gotten better since befriending the prince. nicklas couldn’t help the laugh that comes forth, wouldn’t even hide it if he could. “ i think you’re severely underestimating who you’re sparring with, i’ll try not to show you up. ” he said with a smirk, “ i best not, i dare say my youngest sister’s loyalties might waiver from her big brother in light of the great prince. tomorrow? ”
maximus places a friendly hand to nick’s shoulder, and he offers a smile. “well, i look forward to it, my friend.” friendly sparring aside, max just wants a decent enough excuse to spend the day practicing for the sake of practicing. it’s not every day he can set the time aside, anyway, and he wants to take advantage. he’s grateful nick is accepting the challenge. “i would expect them to keep their loyalties to you, my friend.”
and it starts with the sun.
an independent, semi-selective, modern telling of rapunzel from disney’s tangled. a study in: seeing the good, remaining positive, falling in love with the world around you, always learning, feeling the sun on your skin. as loved by lissa.
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for @headstrongblake's nicklas williams + @shesdaylight's rapunzel carter ( moved from here )
he watches as his sister begins to calm herself, watches her breathing begin to slow again. she's realizing that she's safe, that she's now out of the immediate threat's way, and for that he has to thank nicklas. simple thanks won't cut it, though - he's already made the decision to request a special medal in his honor. for saving the already once lost princess, for preventing it from happening again.
as rapunzel sits on the albeit uncomfortable furniture that's decorated along the safety bunk, maximus makes his way over to nicklas. his own breathing, too, has become more relaxed. now that they're safe, they can get to work on how to address this to the kingdom. work on better security detail, more training. he wants to be involved. "i want to thank you, again, nick," he says with another nod of his head. "you have truly outdone yourself. it doesn't go unnoticed."
@animadistelle piper + hannah to make up for the drafts i deleted
"Fine!" Hannah snapped. "I hate it when he's gone this long." The blonde finally gave in and collapsed onto the couch, scrubbing her face with her hands. The boat was late...Fox was late. But it shouldn't matter, they weren't even dating! Hannah was thankful that Brendan was in his garden so she could have her breakdown on the couch in peace. "Why can't he have a normal job? Like a mechanic or an accountant?" She sighed and rubbed her temples. "This is stupid."
Piper falls onto the couch beside her sister, propping her chin into the palm of her hand. "Trust me, Hanns, I get it. There are times where I actually track Brendan's phone when his ship is twenty minutes late. Which doesn't really help when they're out at sea with no reception," she admits. But she understands the stress and anxiety and frustration. Their mother was right, it's not easy dating a fisherman. "It's not stupid when you're worried about somebody. Fox is fine, I promise, Hanns. I guarantee that he'll be docking in no time."
seesgood:
caroline smiles and stretches the last bit of sleep away. ideally, she’d lounge in bed until claire comes back with a tray of food, but they both know that isn’t really her way. instead, the blonde sits up, tucks an unruly tangle of frizzy curls behind her ear as she watches her girlfriend slip out. it’s one thing to joke about cia torture school, but it’s another to remember that claire probably actually had something like torture school at the cia. another reminder that when she’s slipping in and out in the middle of the night, it’s to do things that are probably too dangerous for caroline to fully comprehend. and then she’s coming back and making her breakfast. caroline exhales, does her best to coax her hair into a knot at the top of her head and by the time she’s debating going into the kitchen to help clean up — claire is back. ❝ you’re eating this with me, right? and then you’re gonna tell me about work? ❞ but only the details she can, which are never that many. mostly, it’s just another quiet reassurance that wherever she was, she’s back now. and whatever happened, she’s okay.
claire feels the most normal she’s ever felt in her entire life -- since she was a kid, actually -- whenever she’s with caroline. all she has to do is be in her proximity and the weight on her shoulders, the constantly built up wall, the guard she wears with every new assignment she’s put on lifts completely. it’s like she steps out of the costume of a cia agent and steps right back into a normal life, one she’d been deprived of. claire smiles at the thought, the thought of always coming home to caroline despite worrying her sick every time she leaves again. she hates doing that, but it’s worth it seeing caroline again. after she comes back into the room, claire carefully places the tray of warm pancakes onto the bed before she crawls back to her spot next to her girlfriend. “obviously. there may or may not be a couple extras in the fridge,” she muses, leaning forward to peck her on the cheek. “only if you tell me what i’ve missed while i was gone. deal?”
