lovely m o n s t e r s

A multi-muse blog for Moira O'Deorain and Amélie Lacroix. Non-selective, but 18+ required. Icon art credit: @ohnoafterlaughs

[dames-de-talon]

Consider:

What if Moira's eyes have always been like that?

[dames-de-talon]

\\ Going through and finding the things that I misplaced and lost and what-have-you. I’m getting things off the ground again so if I missed you and you wanted to continue a thread, please let me know and I’ll get it up and running again

[thelesbianjeffthekiller]

I am a:

▫ guy

▫ girl

▪ scientist with a strong need to drink the glowing liquid in my lab understand the human mind

Looking for:

▫ a guy

▫ a girl

▪ a lab assistant that stays up late with me talking about how weird the human mind is and why is does things and how odd the human body is and how it works or doesn't work and how interesting people are to look at and to call me an idiot when I try to drink the glowing stuff in my lab

[dames-de-talon]

\\Look, you don’t have to come for Moira like this, internet. 

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Consider: Wednesdays are for NSFW sexy content

Because it’s hump day. 

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\\ almost back I promise

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I'm on a mental health vacation - I can't keep up with my stuff right now and I'm overwhelmed. I'm going to be really, really slow. I'm sorry in advance to everyone.

Heather Allyse

[mintroseart]

🏵 The Petunia: Anger, resentment, your company soothes me.

I figured this was a fit.

[veradia]

[dames-de-talon]

📺- Favorite TV show?

\\ about me? Truthfully I have no idea. I think I would have to say Forensic Files, because I really enjoy the science=ie aspect of things, even if it’s kind of dated now. 

[dames-de-talon]

What do you smell like? | Moira Edition

take it here:

saffron, juniper berries, bitter almond, myrrh

everything you touch is electric, you close your eyes and can feel the heartbeats of everyone around you. they slow down as you take a deep breath, and you float over to something that briefly caught your eye. scents recommended for you: hypnotic poison by dior, bois mystérieux by guerlain, thé noir 29 by le labo, replica: coffee break by maison margiela ♡

tagged by: @bushelofmuses

tagging: @jediincapax @overwatchmedicalstaff @enforzer @technotranquility 

[dames-de-talon]

🛡️  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  protects  yours  from  a  fight.  ( add  + reverse  for  your  muse  to  protect  mine. ) // Amélie :3

Amélie Lacroix thought that she had killed all semblance of her old life.

She remembered being curled up next to the yet-to-be-cold corpse of her husband. She remembered the hesitation of a woman she admired giving way to an opportunity that she took. Caring about Amélie put a target on a person’s back, and she – darling dear – would be the one who hunted down the target and took them out.

So, this was strange. She’d not thought of what would come next, what was now or then or whatever would come, but she had her hand clasped to her upper arm, aware of how she was out of bullets and needing an exit and how she’d hunkered down for some place to hide. She did not expect help. She did not deserve help. And yet here she was, blood slick on her fingers and the strange, empty sensation inside of her that should have been fear but instead was just… nothing.

Nothing but the awareness of her own pervasive emptiness. The warmth on her fingers, the pain in her arm-

And a familiar face.

They locked eyes and there was nothing there.

That was the worst part.

[dames-de-talon]

🤕  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  is  patching  up  your  muse’s  injuries - reversed (for amelie, because let's just throw this into the deep end shall we).

There was no reason for her to be taking care of him.

There was no reason for her to be standing straight and tall with her eyes on the omnic’s shoulder with a screwdriver and a soldering iron when she knew good and well what she had done to someone very, very close to Zenyatta… did she know he was family? Surely, she knew what Mondatta had meant to all omnics, to their cause, to their journey for peace and equality.

Surely, she knew she had ruined that.

Surely, she felt remorse… except Widowmaker felt nothing. Nothing but the satisfaction of a kill achieved, a job well done, a goal that was met and that feeling of being truly alive.

There was no reason for her to be doing this, to be standing with Zenyatta and carefully unfastening one of the connections that held him together so she could get to the damaged parts, and yet… and yet. There was so much stillness there, shared between them and she did not say a word to him. She should have said something, but she didn’t, only toiling away at him for his own good.

For a second, something did cross her features. Perhaps it was remorse. Perhaps it was something, anything that flickered across her features before programming and a new nature shoved those human, humane parts away.

“Does this hurt?”

[archersbadrpmemes]

I have been noticing a lot of people being too nervous to talk to their mutuals when they want to roleplay with them soooo..

Please reblog this to tell your mutuals IT IS 100% OKAY to come up to you and tell you straight off the bat that they want to roleplay with you. In fact, it’s highly encouraged to tell you any thread idea that comes across their mind!

[veradia]

[veradia]

[dames-de-talon]

My brain power is on hiatus, please be patient.

Heather Allyse,  for context, I’m the only day shift worker at my job now and I’m in another Overwatch tournament. It’ll be okay, but it’s not okay right now. 

[veradia]

[dames-de-talon]

@bushelofmuses look at our gals!