the universe was cocking the 'fuck with me' gun

multimuse blog, penned by Olivia. 18+, mature themes, various fandoms. The rules are here and the muses are here

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𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓  𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  :  *  Alice Fortescue                 ⸻      ❛  ☾   ❜       𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘  :  *  Sirius Black

     ❝      no      one      will      love      you      if      you're      unattractive      .      ❞

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"bitch !"

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I have a shit ton of new muses, including:

Vanellope Von Schweets

Kenny McCormick

Helga Hufflepuff

Padma Patil

Ted Tonks

Natau Dragoneel

Jim Hawkins

James Potter

and many many ocs!

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Akira Reid RESSOURCE RPG

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Find me on discord still my bros, hmu for my info

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moonsworn-a:

brassbuilt:

werewolf sex things

moans that turn into lil growls

using their claws to scratch at skin

getting turned on by their partner’s specific smell

being blindfolded and having their partner use their heightened senses to turn em on (touch, sound, smell)

so much biting / nipping

M A R K I N G

using claws to remove clothing

accidentally breaking furniture

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fallenregent:

      she relished in his touch , the way that his hands had felt against her and how they had always seemed to do something to her that nobody else was capable of doing . hands had always given her body that warmth that had settled between her thighs , but when she was with Caden , she had that sensation as well as this overall feeling as if she was tingling and like butterflies had been loose in her stomach . he had pressed her hips down against his , breath catching in her throat as she felt him , aroused , and pressed against her center , biting hard on her lower lip as her own pressed down against his . ‘ from the first day , i don’t think i’ve ever felt unloved by you , if that’s possible . i can’t imagine life without you … without us . ‘ with that , she had pressed her lips to his , kissing him hard , every ounce of intimacy and adoration she felt for him displayed in that simple action . ‘ show me how much you love me , Caden . ‘

          He took her wrists in his hands and flipped her over on the bed so she was beneath him. Her head missed the pillow and they were laying at an angle, but his nose was buried in her neck. After all this time she still smelled the same, but now it was different, HIS scent was overlapped on her skin. Caden pressed his lips to her collarbone, sucking gently. He was nearly twice her size, he had to remind himself occasionally to be gentle with her. “I’m a man of few words,” he reminded her softly, his voice a murmur against her skin. “More of a man of action.” He moved up to kiss her mouth, sliding a hand between her legs to make himself more comfortable between them by fitting the head of his cock against her.

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fallenregent:

     ‘ forever doesn’t even seem long enough for me . ‘ fingers had moved to dance over his wrists as his hands had massaged the soft skin through the lace of the lingerie that she had been clad in . hands moved from his wrists , sliding up his arms until they were pressed on either side of his head , moving so she was straddling his hips now , brunette tresses cascading down around them . ‘ tell me it’s not too long for you . ‘ she breathed , leaning down , nose brushing against his as she pressed a teasingly soft kiss to his lips , teeth nipping gently on his lower lip as her hand moved to the side of his face . ‘ you’re my husband now , always and forever . ‘

          As hidden as he had been, at his bravest he had always missed home. But now that he was, he couldn’t imagine being home without HER with him. He let her have her way with hi, getting comfortable, his hands sliding gently up her sides and back down to squeeze her hips gently. Then lower, to squeeze her rear and pull her against his lap so she could feel him better. “I don’t think anything's too long,” he told her. “I don’t know about forever, but in my lifetime you will never feel unloved by me. Always, I love always.”

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treesprung:

               “I DON’T KNOW if I understand you,” Daphne admitted. “Arrogance of what?” She had seen Aslan; she had MET him. He had pressed his nose to her bark, and she had felt the wild, unharnessed power by which he created. She still remembered the moment when he declared for trees to wake: she, in her infancy, marveling at the silvered apples on her branches, had found form, and language, and dance. This sun-king was baffling, however. “Are you man?” she asked. “If is really as simple as that.”

          “If you’re speaking in HUMAN terms then a man I may be, but among MEN I am much more,” he explained. He understood her confusion, she probably didn’t know the power of the SUN and everything it brought: l i f e. But as a tree that didn’t quite make sense. Perhaps she sustained herself some other way. “But I know no Adam, and I have no desire to.”

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treesprung:

               DAPHNE, REALIZING WHAT he was saying, laughed. “Adam isn’t my god,” she replied. “Adam is the first man to walk the earth. All men are his son.” Her mirth couldn’t be contained as she considered what he said: Adam being significant. “Aslan created me,” she replied. “At the creation of this world, he breathed life into me, and I have been here ever since.” Her brow knit for a moment as she considered. “In time that you can measure, it’s been a few thousand years.” She winked. “I show my age well.”

          He leaned in close to her, eyes narrowed playfully, absolutely ADAMANT that whoever it was she was talking about had nothing to do with him. “I don’t think so,” he said softly. “I am a descendant of the Sun, not of ADAM. Or is your arrogance so powerful that you’ll try to convince me that my beliefs are WRONG?” But this world was becoming more and more interesting, a breathe of life that turned trees to women was quite a thing in his mind.

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treesprung:

               SHE WEIGHED HER options for a moment, wondering if she should break free from his grasp or not. She let him pull her hand close for a moment, wondering what he was inspecting her for. Reminding herself that he was a guest of the Narnian kings and queens, she gave him a wide grin. “Of course,” she said. “I understand. Looks can always deceive.” Youthful nature unable to be sated, however, Daphne added. “You looked like you would be pleasant conversation.”

          “And you LOOKED interesting,” he returned with a shrug. “But NEITHER of us want this turning badly. And if it helps, ADAM may be significant to someone like you, but to me that’s just a name.” He was happy to clear things up of course. What kind of GENEROUS and benevolent ruler would he be if he couldn’t even do that? His grin widened good naturally, figuring her SMART enough to understand that he was only trying to explain. He’d met his fair share of people preaching their one true blah blah blah, and the GODS were agreeable to their sacrifices.

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treesprung:

               “YOU ARE HUMAN, are you not? Are you not a man?” Her words were genuinely curious, head canted to the side, wondering if they had managed to sneak in some new being without her knowing. Warm eyes raked his form from tip to toe, wondering what she had missed –– and perhaps she was more open with her gaze than was polite for most mortals, but she wasn’t mortal. “You look like a man,” she said, reaching out for his hand to grab it. “Do you feel like one?”

          He grabbed hold of her wrist before she could touch him, not threatening or with a grip too tight, but just in warning. He was no son of Adam, he was SAPA , a descendant of Inti -- the sun himself. “Looks can be DECEIVING,” he warned her, and if anyone was aware of that it must be her -- the lady in the tree. He pulled her wrist close to him for JUST a moment before he let go carefully, his gaze cool as he canted his head to the side to look her over. “MAN is much more vast a creature that you are aware of.”

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treesprung:

               THERE CAME FROM her a peal of laughter. “You’re one of the visiting kings,” she replied. “A son of Adam, here for… well, I’m not entirely quite sure.” She leaned in, better for which to intimate to him her nature. “My name is Daphne,” she reminded him from the introduction some time ago. “But in full, they call me Daphne Elmbright, first among the trees and liaison to men. I’m a dryad, My Lord. A tree incarnate. I thought you’d known.”

          “I am no son of ADAM,” he told her with a scoff, offended by the very thought of it. “I am of the s u n, a descendant, KING of the WORLD.” His world at least. And it may be bigger than anyone thought but that didn’t make him any less king of what he could see. She smelled of trees, at least he thought it was. “A liaison? Well, if someone like YOU could be mistaken there can’t be any shame in miscommunication from me.”

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preternatvrals:

    her teeth flash in a brilliant smile as she leans forward, close enough that she can feel his beard hairs, something that had taken getting used to . “different” she whispers placing a soft kiss to his cheek “some would say that young man was the only good thing to happen to a fallen star.”

          His hand moved up as he felt her close in on him, fingers playing with the soft curls of her hair, down the back of her neck. “They haven’t seen a fallen star then, they would be sorely mistaken,” he purred, palm flat against her back as he smoothed his hand down between her shoulder blades. “A star is still a star.”

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treesprung:

               DAPHNE’S BROW RAISED to a near-comic level. “Are you not aware of who I am?” What a strangely ARROGANT question, but Daphne had assumed… first rule of being with mortals: don’t assume. She hadn’t realized that the form she took for men was so seamless; she’d been under the impression that her carriage and nature gave her away immediately. 

He smiled PRETTILY back. “The same question applies, you don’t know who I am?” And why SHOULD he? She was pretty...ish. Her personality left something to be desired but maybe that got better the longer he hung around; maybe he could get used to the tree thing. THAT was rather amusing, he had to admit, and he was looking forward to seeing EXACTLY what that meant.

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@denofvoices / Caden Bloodsaw

She didn’t think Caden would ever be the type to marry , and especially not to a witch . they were of two different species , two species that didn’t have much of a bond with one another but it was something such as star crossed lovers that had brought them together and she refused to look back . Rings were on her finger as she found herself in the bathroom , looking over herself once more as she stepped out in the black lace lingerie that Rebekah had forced her to buy , a blush on her cheeks as she walked over to him , fingers moving slowly over his chest and to his abdomen . ‘ i need you , now and forever . ‘

Domestic - Our muses have a sensual night as a married couple

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          He’d been alone for a long time, longer than he was proud to say; but after his grandfather died he hadn’t ventured out into the world, he’d stayed HIDDEN away and afraid to seek out whatever his heart wanted. A bit of bad luck and a blackout had landed him in her path, and it made his heart ache to think he might have missed out on a girl like this by staying HOLED up for the rest of his life. He wasn’t much for reminiscing on his mistakes or different paths his future could have taken, but TONIGHT was a night for being thankful. His eyes drank in the sight of her, lounging back against the pillows with his hands coming up to knead into her hips. “Are you sure? Forever is a long ass time.”

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fallenregent:

    ‘ good because i would rather not call you aunt , no offense . ‘ there was no insult that had been followed with those words , davina having wanted to attempt to fit in as much as possible without people looking at her as if she was a child that had needed to be babysat . she had continued to work on the vase , humming as Lexi spoke of not being an authority figure . ‘ i just want to feel like i belong , and having an aunt here serving as an aunt would only make me feel as if i’m being babysat . ‘

          “I’m BARELY older than you, there’s no offence taken,” she chuckled back, shaking her head and reaching out to pluck one of the flowers out of the vase Davina was working on, something to do while they talked and got to know each other. “I’m not serving as anything, trust me. I’m a student here, just like you. If you’d LIKE, we could have a relationship more like sisters. It feels better.”

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fiercerebekah:

                      Rebekah followed eagerly, absolutely BEAMING at Lexi’s suggestion. This seemed like a far better way to spend her afternoon, rather than sitting cooped up in a classroom.  ❛ Oh, I’d quite like that. The pink wild flowers would suit me, don’t you think? ❜  

          The slight smile on her face BLOOSOMED into something beautiful and barely containing her excitement. Rebekah had such pretty hair, most of the girls at the school did, it was all she could do to keep her fingers from braiding flowers through her hair. With her permission, Lexi picked up one of the pink blossoms, twirling the stem between her fingers. “And they smell LOVELY.”