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We may be the children of beast, we may be the things under your bed. The thing is we're not people you really should be trusting, or we should. It'd surprise you what we are. A multimuse blog featuring all kinds of muses Mun and Muses are 18+ Tracking: cupcakemonwrites

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I just wanna say, sorry for not being on. My life has been crazy as fuck lately with work. But next week I’m on vacation. I might be moving to a new blog and getting things cleaned up during that time. I just know that there’s been a lot of stress and my blog feels like a mess. So I’ll be moving blogs and cleaning up sometime next week. All threads will continue over there too.

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Tommy bit his lower lip at the other’s suggestion, maybe it was the right time to just go for a little while. “Yeah, maybe you are right, maybe we should go.” He then agreed as he looked at Rave. “We can pack tomorrow and leave before anyone knows that we are gone.” And that included his family.

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Rave was worried. There was something that felt wrong since the other talked about going to see his family. “I can get passports and tickets fast. Anywhere you want to go?” Because anywhere other than here would be good for hm. As long as it wasn’t New York that is.

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lilmisslydiamartin:

She nods a little, glancing down the hallway towards the library. If Ari was making coffee for her, would it be rude to leave the room? He seemed occupied, though, and he had mentioned the book. Clearly, he wanted her to know of it’s existence, or else why mention it? Or maybe, she could just wait for him, and he would look for it with her.

Closing the book, one which she suspected was written by witches about other supernaturals, Lydia set it down and rose, approaching Ari where he stood, emptying the bag. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to feel his heart beating underneath her fingers, to know he was real and alive, but she was scared. Nervous, about freaking him out, about pushing him away. She felt so clingy, this need to be near him, to touch him, but given how she had lost Jackson, it made sense.

“Maybe we can go look for it, together,” she offered, clenching her hands by her sides. Would it be odd, for her to ask to kiss him, to touch him, to explore him and let him explore her? It felt so odd, to want so much from a stranger, but she needed him in ways she couldn’t explain. In ways that scared her… in ways that reminded her of her past. She wanted memories for her future. Wanted… she wanted to break past this wall they had built between them. Now. 

Ari was trying to make sure that she was comfortable. It was a hard task for him but he was managing so far. He did want her to know about her kind, they were rare. He had met a few but that’s because they were brought to him. Being half dead made him different from everybody. He knowing about banshees could help her out, after all, it was why he told her.

He pauses when he feels her close to him, turning and pressing a kiss to her forehead. He likes to touch her, feel that she was there. Ari had sensory problems still, felt left behind if he didn’t touch things. It was why he constantly was touching things, hand something life like n his hands. He hoped that she didn’t think this was weird. “Are you alright?” he asked softly, looking at her.

“We can do that. I think I still know where it is,” he said. Of course a little magic and he could have it come to them. “There’s a lot of books in the library. Just the ones in glass can’t be touched. I have to finish transcribing them to English.” Things must have been hard for her. She knew her soulmate before. She loved her soulmate before him. He was second and there were no answers as to why.

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          “ ——-are  the  Danes  cannibals ? ”      This  might  seem  a  silly  question  for  some,  but  for  the  girl  who  waits  in  a  abbey  for  INVASION  by  the  Northman  it’s  a  very  serious  inquiry.  There  is  no  literature  on  their  kind,  nor  their  culture,  &&  even  if  there  were  Helluna  could  not  read.  Women  are  not  allowed.     //     @cupcakemonwrites

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         “ ——-probably. ”      Asher isn’t sure but it’s possible for anybody to be cannibals. The Danes could be cannibals. Flipping through his book he pauses for a moment to look up at her, an eyebrow raised.          “ are you worried that they might eat you? Because I’ll make sure nothing happens to you. ”      

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residentbcdgirl:

at least somebody was observant. some men after a few beers lost all common sense. or lacked it entirely. probably the latter in this man’s case. the man’s gaze flickers between all of them, stumbling backwards. it was the growl that punctuated his decision. she was certain of that. and faye laughed wholeheartedly as she sat down beside him at the bar. “ and to think it’s only the beginning of the night. “

dayton liked to think that he was smarter than most men mostly because he wasn’t like most. after all who could say that they walked around with a giant lion? he looked at her and smiled a bit. “really? now that has got to be a shame. what kind of night is that to start with?” he asked. relaxing a bit. he watched munchkin make himself a seat behind the girl laying down and watching the people in the bar. “well, i think my lion has taken a liking to you.”

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She’s never felt small despite the fact that she physically is, Cerberus however, has the ability to make her feel like a dwarf because he is in almost every literal sense is a giant. “Dude” The Witch breaks from her awed trance, tilting her head up and back in a failed attempt to catch his gaze. “How do you not walk into door frames” Or roofs for that matter?.

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He looks down at her and raises an eyebrow. He guessed he was rather tall in this form, most people seemed to gawk at him. He shrugs a bit, actually use to people staring. The original hellhound standing tall. “I duck for door frames and roofs are usually taller than me. This isn’t even my real height. I can change to something shorter if you prefer?”

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shrinemade:

Dewi’s lips pursed as she stared down at the child for a moment before she shrugged slightly at his words. Something told her he was going to try and do something to her. She knew Leon was trying to help, but Dewi didn’t like feeling coddled. As an ex-commander ( she hates to think of it that way ) she’s used to not showing any sort of weakness. What happened was the ultimate sign of it. ❝ Alright. ❞ One last look at the boy is shot before she moved to settle herself down onto the nearest bench in the bunker. ❝ I didn’t think there would be anyone left out there… At all. ❞ 

Leon knows Dewi well enough to know she hates showing the weakness. Commanders didn’t show weakness. Leon didn’t show weakness. They both knew what would happen if they did. Leon still had a problem showing emotion at times. But it seemed like they were the last, as well as this strange boy. Leon looks the boy over, seeing the bits of radiation on him. He looked like he would heal, he had to heal. ❝ Nothing out there? ❞ He relaxed a bit, covering the boy with the blanket. ❝ I know but still. There was a small possibility of there being more night bloods out there. ❞

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shrinemade:

  A grin tugs at her lips as she nods. ❝ Can do. ❞ Dewi was still recovering somewhat from her own run in before everything went to shit. Cheating, which had nearly killed her. The slight limp she’d developed while still healing was a reminder of that. The blonde laid the child down before turning towards Leon. ❝ What should we name him… Unless he has a name already. ❞ With how young he looked, it was doubtful he even could say it if he had one.

He’s not going to deny her this. The child was small and she would need somebody other than him. ❝ He looks almost seven. ❞ He’s offered before to reset her leg, it doesn’t look right when she limps. But he never pushes. Maybe he should. She seems like she needs to be pushed. He lets out a breath and rummages a bit, trying to see what they had for the kid. ❝ He probably has a name Dewi. Why don’t we wait for him to wake up first and then we find out? Go sit down. ❞ He wants to look at her leg again, just to make sure it’s really okay. 

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shrinemade:

❝ California, ❞ Scottie answers before she nods. ❝ Yeah, I can tell. Why don’t you come with me, I won’t hurt you or anything. I can help you figure out where you’re from, and dry off. ❞

❝ California.... ❞ Cerberus repeats her and frowns. He doesn’t know where that is above ground. He looks at her, eyes still glowing red. ❝ You wouldn’t be able to. Werewolves can’t hurt me... At least in my true form they can’t.❞  But he makes a motion he’ll follow her. Only because he doesn’t know where to go.

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“I think they know exactly where we are.” Tommy replied, because he was very convinced that his stepfather would have kept an eye on him so that he wouldn’t tell on them. “Maybe we should just go away for a little while? A vacation?” Tommy suggested instead. He didn’t want Rave to get near his family, so he’d rather leave.

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“Then you really shouldn’t go,” Ravestated. He didn’t want Tommy to get caught up with his family again, just like he didn’t want him caught up with his. That was the problem, they both had families they wanted nothing to do with. “I’ve already got us passports with fake names. We could leave the country for a while,” he replied. “As well as fake IDs.”

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