Muse-R-Us

An Independent RP blog. Multi-Muse, NSFW threads, Welcoming to LGBT+ characters and multi-verse/crossovers mun age: 23 roleplay experience: roughly 7 years any questions? Feel free to contact me!

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just dropped a few replies and I’d start some others and give everyone some starters but I’m exhausted. Thankfully I don’t work tomorrow so I hope I’ll have time to get some more done!

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[ Criminal ]

The stakes are high this time, higher than they have ever been. It’s one thing to rob a bank but another to rob three banks with the highest forms of security in less than one week. And on the second heist, hostages taken and authorities on their way, Bella can feel the tension rising. “No casualties, Aiyana! Don’t let Abbadon get carried away here. I’m all for a bit of fun and games but we don’t have the time to dawdle,” she calls after her partner. Her magic swirls through her, keeping the bank tellers and customers in place by sheer magical will and her gaze remains divided between their hostages and the front entrance to the bank. She’s to switch from defence to offence should they receive company before Aiyana collects the valuables they’re after.

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Texting: Dean

Harriet: Is everything okay?

Harriet: What's your mother lecturing you about?

Dean: the merits of living at home as an adult

Dean: and a primer on how to avoid every human interaction known to man.

Dean: But I'm sorry, I shouldn't be dumping my family drama on you.

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losinghxpe:

“And what were the others? I’ve had some.. pretty annoying nicknames, I mean tehre’s the obvious red riding hood, ginger nut, carrot, carrot cake..” she groaned as she listed the many nicknames given to her. “I can’t even cook, I sit stuff my face, usually with chinese and I dont know ow to get my TV to work.. so it’s mainly nights reading  I know I know.. everyone makes sure to tell me that I look more like that girl that goes out drinking whenever she can..”

Dean hedges at answering Gwen’s question about his previous nicknames but when she offers some of hers in exchange, the man feels some of the anxiety slipping away and he allows himself to answer. “Sickboy, Ickle Deanie, brat, Dan the faker, Danger Dean...it all had to do with my parents’ considered wealth and my chronic illnesses.” He shrugs, still finding himself grinning as he hears her explain how she doesn’t really cook or know how to operate her TV. “You know, I can always help you work the television. But I might not, only because it keeps you with the books instead.”

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agent-witch-orphan:

Elise smiled at him and puts on the diamond necklace, moving closer to him. “About half an hour,” she sighs and holds his face in her hands. “Would you?” She asks raising her eyebrows. She really didn’t want to go to this lunch, let alone go alone. “I would forever in your dept,” she teased shaking her head and placing her lips against his.

Taking a glance at his watch, Ryan notes what time they have before the function begins and then allows his gaze to find Elise’s again to hear her words and receive a rather chaste kiss by their standards. Yet Ryan welcomes it. He’s not often one for easy affection but it feels incredibly easy with the blonde in his arms and he kisses her back for a moment before pulling away and replying, “For you, I’ll willingly sacrifice my time and good looks to attend with you.”

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burntoutqueen:

Siren stops at the voice behind her, feeling her bag momentarily to see if he was in fact speaking to her. She turns cautiously and takes in the entirely of the man before reaching out her hand a grabbing a hold of her book. “Thanks,” she manages back in ever so slight confusion.

She considers just leaving, but that just doesn’t seem right. “I didn’t know other people read this stuff.”

Ryan feels his smile widen as he lets the woman take her book back. He shrugs his shoulders as he replies, “Other people are too inept to find the stuff worthwhile.” He has always wondered if people find it strange to find that a flirtatious common arsehole is capable of reading works that might be considered above him. “What makes you want to read that?” he asks with a nod to the commonality between them.

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I'm attending the Citi Open finals tournament today to see some intense tennis. I should be getting home in about four hours and then I'll be getting right on my replies. Thank you for being epic.

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Please like this post if I owe you anything. Or if you reply and I’ll owe you when I’m back online. Like the button. It’s been a long day and I have new medications to take (yippee for a diagnosis I can work with), but I’m also going to be occupied with my mother and aunt this week. I don’t know when I’ll be back on this weekend but I’ll try to plug in some replies. Keep on keeping on and be awesome with your keeping.

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agent-witch-orphan:

Elise smiles up at him and links her hands around his neck, moving closer to him. “Mmm, but other people may not think that way,” she giggled moving her lips closer to his. She smirked as her lips gently grazed his and pulled away to move to her jewlery box, taking off her necklace. “Which necklace goes better?” She asked with a smirk still on her face as she lifted up two necklaces. One had a small sapphire stone on a silver chain, and the other had a row of small diamonds following the silver chain.

Still smirking as Elis’s lips touch his, he hopes it’s a favourable sign that she’ll spare a bit more time for him alone but she draws away to pay attention to her jewellery box and he pouts. “The diamond one,” he points with a nod. “Now what time does this visit start? And do you want me to be there?”

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“If you bring up my family one more time, I’m going to do worse than throw the rest of this beer on you,” Bella insists with a glare before picking up her bottle and taking a deep swig. Her black nail polished chipped, her drumming sticks tucked between her legs; all she wants is to enjoy a few cold ones before she has to leave for her next gig in the morning.

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      “Hey there. I do believe you dropped this.” Ryan stoops to pick up the book and hold it out. “This was a good read. I’m sure you don’t want to be without it.”       Ryan flashes his customary bold smile.

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losinghxpe:

“Trust me Deanie-pie, you’re gunna love it.. but you’re only going to love it when you go ice skating with me.” Gwen teased. Gwen was sort of the huge talk between the students right now.. she was young and beautiful.. and some of them played on being stuck with the work or needing help purely so she’d run over to them. “Dont tell anyone.. but tehre’s no more room on my booksehlves at hom, so I’ve starte haing to stack on top of it too.” she whispered like it was a huge secret.

The endearing nickname and her whispered secret bring a boisterous laugh out of the man. “Deanie-pie is a new one. I like it better than most nicknames I’ve been given over the years.” As he heads out of his office, he adds, “I think I’d never enjoy any skating without you around. And you should see my house---there’s books on every available surface. I usually cook with Tolstoy sitting on the counter.”

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agent-witch-orphan:

Elise smiles at Ryan in the mirror. “I don’t know,” she says shaking her head. She hadn’t seen thes people since she was very small, and she didn’t know how they would react to seeing her now. “I just don’t want to make the wrong impression,” she sighed. “You sure it’s okay?” She asked turning around to face him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and looked up into his eyes.

It’s apparent that Elise wants this to go well and while Ryan’s first impulse is to crack a joke he refrains and instead scans over Elise’s appearance with a pensive expression. “It looks perfect---but I would say the necklace is a little to loud. Maybe a daintier one?” His hands find their way to her waist and he shrugs, smirking devilishly. “But it all looks better off you, in my opinion.”

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losinghxpe:

“You wont fail at it, I promise! It’s just like normal skating.. but on ice, and blaes instead of wheels.. I promise I wont let you make a fool of yourself.. or cut your finges open like I did.” she laughed lightly. “There’s definitely a rule about it.. I mean, if I can get you doing twirls then you really dont want to be sick on ice.. like… pineapple kind of sick would just be.. really gross.” she said, hands on hip, faking the whole stubborn teacher thing. “I promise you that it wont diminish your love for books..” she smirked, she already knew about that from seeing him reading.

Dean shakes his head, amused by the turn his day has taken. In a great way. Dropping several discs into his bag along with assignments he stands as he says, “I’ve never skated with normal rollerskates.” He offers a wry grin as he walks around the desk and adds, “So skating first and eating after. I don’t think anything could overtake my love for books---are you saying that I’ll love ice skating, then?”

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musesgonnamuse:

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