Psychology is Bullshit

Clay Russell, former Harvard psychology professor now living in NYC and trying a hand at writing true crime. [A Prodigal Son OC RP blog]

[clayology]

I’ve been quiet, I know.  Real life is kind of a bitch and I’m working through some stuff ...

[solarsought]

clayology‌:

“Always been healthy as a horse, good to know that trend’ll continue.”  Clay doesn’t necessarily believe in palm reading and all that other supernatural mumbo-jumbo, there’s something about Josephine that’s … different.

“It will continue you are on a good course.” Josephine says as she traces the lines of his palm. “your lifeline is strong you’ll live long which goes well with your health line. now, here is the line we’re looking for it’s your love line. it means you have either met your love or they’ll come into your life soon you may want to keep your eyes open.”

[clayology]

“Good to know I’ve got a long life ahead of me,” Clay said.  “Feel like I still got some livin’ to do.”  He grinned at Josephine’s words regarding his love line.  “Don’t like to walk through life with my eyes closed, but I’ll remember - eyes open.”

[solarsought]

clayology‌:

Clay grinned and placed his hand into hers, palm open.  “Read away, darlin’,” he said.

Josephine smiles and slowly starts to trace the lines of his hand. “Alright, this is your health line if you see it is good no breaks or stops on the way so your health should be good.”

[clayology]

“Always been healthy as a horse, good to know that trend’ll continue.”  Clay doesn’t necessarily believe in palm reading and all that other supernatural mumbo-jumbo, there’s something about Josephine that’s ... different.

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

[solarsought]

clayology‌:

Clay chuckled.  “Pretty successful as it is,” he said.  “And as for love?  I’d take it if it came my way …”

“Mmm well let’s check your love line then, hold out your hand,” Josephine says with a smile before she holds out her hand for him to place his own on top of. “You never know your love line could be strong.”

[clayology]

Clay grinned and placed his hand into hers, palm open.  “Read away, darlin’,” he said.

[givemeangstymemes]

Reblog if you also write with muses older than 40

[solarsought]

clayology‌:

Clay smiled a bit wider.  “No rush,” he said.  “And though I wouldn’t mind a bit of good luck, I certainly don’t need any kind of reward for just being a kind human being.  But thank you.”

“Well you know I happen to be a palm reader back home it’s a parttime gig. I could tell you what good is coming your way if you’d like.” Josephine says with a small smile. “You never know you may have love in your future or business success? If you want to of course.”

[clayology]

Clay chuckled.  “Pretty successful as it is,” he said.  “And as for love?  I’d take it if it came my way ...”

[prodikill-a-deactivated20200408]

𝒟𝑅 𝑅𝒰𝒮𝒮𝐸𝐿𝐿

Clay (just barely) resisted the urge to spit in John’s face.  He was sure that by now he was being looked for - he wanted to keep John engaged long enough to both be found (alive hopefully) and for the cops to capture John.  But he had to admit his patience was wearing thin.  “You think I’m not at peace?” Clay scoffed.  “Hell son, I’m more at peace with myself now than I ever was when I was younger.  And if I wanted to follow him, whoever he may be, I would have already done it - I honestly don’t care if he accepts me or not because I accept me.  Just as I am.”

𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗁, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗌, 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗌. 𝖮𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌. “𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾? 𝖫𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈?” 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾. “𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇, 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗇.” 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋. “𝖲𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽.”

[clayology]

“I’m very much at peace with the way I live my life,” Clay said.  “Two consenting adults can do whatever the fuck they want.  I have nothing to apologize for.  I don’t care what your invisible man in the sky thinks about the way I live my life.  I’m not ashamed of who I am.”  By now, he didn’t know if he’d be found in time, but he really was sick of the holier than thou shit he was getting from John.  “Bet you have your own skeletons, though.  Things you wish you hadn’t done ... are you truly at peace with yourself, John?”

[mememeforrp]

Send “I’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body

[givemeangstymemes]

Reblog if your inbox is ALWAYS open for random asks, even if you haven’t reblogged any meme

[clayology]

It is very odd to have two muses, who are brothers, who are lusting after the same man ... 

@augustaean knows what I’m talking about

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Send some hearts to tell my muse how yours feels about them.

❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them.

💛: Loves them platonically.

💚: Is a little jealous of them.

💙: Feels pretty indifferent towards them.

💜: Finds them sexually attractive.

💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive.

💗: Finds them romantically attractive.

💞: Feels attracted to them, but can’t work out if it’s platonic, sexual, or romantic attraction they’re feeling.

💝: Looks up to them as a role model.

💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

💔: Hates their guts.

💘: Doesn’t really like them, but doesn’t flat-out hate them either.

[vulpesly-archive]

      ♔; Listen. Listen! Guys! If my muses every pull some shit, say something out of line, or otherwise antagonize your muse, and your muse would retaliate with violence–

                  PLEASE DO SO.

Don’t hold your muse back on my account. I only draw the line at auto-killing my muse (but if you think your muse would go for a killing blow, just pop into my IMs, we’ll talk it out, and go from there, I don’t mind a thread ending in my muse’s death if that’s how the story goes). I am super flexible when it comes to RP, I would rather your muse stay true to their nature than for you to hold them back out of fear of ‘god-modding’. I welcome it!

[freedtransference-archive-deact]

( PLAY ) playing with mine’s hair.

( PLAY ) playing with mine’s hair , for Ophelia ; 

“It’s growing on me,” peace at last, the kids tucked up in their cribs, fast asleep, and here they lie, intertwined on the couch, Clay’s head in her lap as he flips channels, looking for something stimulating to watch. “I wasn’t sure about it at first,” the silver of his longish hair and the severity of the undercut had been a lot to process, but it flattered his features, with all their angles as he truly started to show his age, and it softened him when it was thrown up into a bun as he milled about the apartment, tidying up after their two under-twos. “But it suits you,” she bends and kisses him on the brow, and idly combs her fingers through his locks.

Seduction Starters        Feel free to mix prompts to make more specific ones or if reverse them. send in one of these for my muse’s (RECEIVER) reaction to your muse (SENDER)… | accepting

[clayology]

Clay had never been one to be vain - he’d always decided he wouldn’t give a fuck and he’d age however he was going to age.  But then Phi had barreled into his life and ... he’d started to feel old.  She’d never mentioned it - she loved him no matter what and he loved her no matter what.  It had been perfect, lovely ... and then the kids had arrived and Clay had started to feel ... old.  Phi never talked about it and neither did Clay.  But as his hair had started to get more and more gray which quickly became silver ... Clay needed to do something.

He’d been letting his hair grow, trying to decide what to do and, after an impromptu trip to Vegas to visit his brother Ezra for the weekend, had come home sporting a drastic undercut.  Phi had been ... not exactly pleased.  It had taken a little cajoling to get her to at least touch it, get a feel for it.

“Ezra said ... I believe his exact words were ‘smokin’ hot, for being my brother’,” Clay said, shivering a bit at the feel of Phi’s nails on his bared scalp.  “Thanks for not kicking me out when I came home like this.”

[solarsought]

clayology‌:

Clay smiled and pulled out his wallet, passing some bills over to Josephine.  “Well, Ms. LaRue, I do hope you make it home safe and sound,” he said.  “And here’s my card so you can send me the money back - but you’re under no obligation to pay me back.”

This wasn’t anything she would have expected especially not in New York City of all places. She takes the money and his card looking at it before she puts it in her pocket. “Don’t worry you’ll get your money back and who knows you may end up with some good luck for your trouble.” She would do a spell send something positive his way once she was home.

[clayology]

Clay smiled a bit wider.  “No rush,” he said.  “And though I wouldn’t mind a bit of good luck, I certainly don’t need any kind of reward for just being a kind human being.  But thank you.”

[sphinxmemesmusings]

If my Muse was a Deity, what Offerings Would you Leave at Their Shrine?

My muse will react to whatever items you leave for them

[the-blackest-spider]

bitofthisandthat‌:

I am THAT partner: the one that if you have a wacked out-far-fetched-AU-thread idea that you’re positive the “collective” fandom won’t “approve of” or volunteer to help you play it out, I WILL. Come to me, let’s spitball and see if it works with [ any of ] my muse/s. Because the RPC used to be about ALL sorts of wacky ass ideas coming to fruition. Even if for just ONE thread, one verse, one-shot. Y’all have too many “rules” and regulations. Nothing can flourish or be fun in that kind of rigidity. COME AT ME.