Dem Muses

Multi-Muse Independant RP blog Mun and all muses 18+ NSFW either under Read More:always tagged. Side Blogs: A-DOWNWARD-SPIRAL EOS-ASUNDER NOT-REALLY-A-HERO

[itsdemmuses]

got curious and looked

and the number of people who havent unfollowed me is astounding. not sure ive got the energy to come back on all my blogs...

but i might restructure things and start comminng back soonish.

we’ll see.

[voidblood]

Shipping with me gets you access to so many AUs

[voidblood]

I should be honest

They aren’t developed AUs

It’s me sliding into your DMs at 2am with “What if they were vampires” with no further context

[oceanmine]

Could you please like or reblog this

if you think that female muses shouldn’t have to be toned down for the comfort of other people? 

Female muses don’t have to be easy. They don’t have to be cute, they don’t have to hold back their drama. They aren’t interesting despite their chaotic personality, but because of it. 

If you are interested in interacting with female muses who are powerful, multi-layered and complicated, please help me spread this. I want to make a point.

[abessinier]

Stuff kids on tumblr better relearn

1. You are responsible for your own media experience. 

2. There is such a thing as a healthy level of avoidance towards topics that make you feel unwell or even (in a real-life clinical definition of the term) trigger you - but you are the one to actively take care of what you view.

3. Avoiding does not mean policing others.

4. You have no right to tell artists to censor themselves - you may criticize what others do, you may dislike it, that’s fine - but actively asking for censorship when you could easily unfollow or block a person just makes you look incompetent in your use of the internet.

5. Do not give people on tumblr or /any/ website the responsibility for your emotional well-being. Because these people do not even know you so no, you have no right to ask them to take care of you.

[vesperlionheart]

6. Content creators are not your parents and owe you nothing, not even a breakdown on why their content isn’t problematic. You don’t get to demand a dissertation denouncing any and everything unhealthy in a piece you don’t like. Move on.

[itsdemmuses]

im back people

well...im back as i can be. im still more or less braindead, but im trying

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

“I understand.” Vash leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to Asa’s lips. “But you don’t have to brace yourself for any let down around me.” Vash trusted this man and pulled him in for an embrace.

“Well… Since you had the courage to tell me something, I suppose I could let you in on a secret as well..?” Vash pulls away and clears his throat. “That sweet scent you said I give off? I think I understand what it is. I’m not human myself, Asa. I’m what people call a plant.” Now, what Plants exactly are and what they did, Vash would tell later. He couldn’t risk Asa being apart of Knives’ circle, so just drop the name of his kind on him and see how that went would be good enough for now.

A plant. Well, to be fair that was about as much information as he gave Vash about what he was. A small smattering of details didn’t really explain things in the end. He just chuckled softly, watching the smile on his face seem to falter a bit as he spoke, but it came right back.

“That does explain yer scent, yer blood probably has quite a bit of sugar in it.” He’d said it so casually it caught even himself off guard. Still, though, he returned the small kiss he’d been given before. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell a soul.” As though they would believe him. If it hadn’t been for the strange scent he wouldn’t have believed Vash at first either.

And now was time to tease. “So...with that hair of yours im gonna guess...cactus. Yep, yer a cactus.” He grinned toothily, tempted to muss his hair again just to see him scramble to fix it.

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

A vampire? That explains the teeth, but still, Vash wasn’t phased. “A hybrid? Hybrid Vampire?” Vash still holds his smile. “You say that like I’m supposed to be scared.”

“So when you say hive, you really mean that you are the queen in a sense?” Vash feels the heat creep into his own cheeks. He had managed to catch the attention of a queen? He felt honored and… well, he wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

“Why are you telling me this? You sound like you’re desperate to get me to hate you, Asa.”

“What, no! It ain’t that at all...” He sighed a little. “It’s lonely havin’ to keep a secret like that, y’know?” He’d come to terms with what he was ages ago even if most people hadn’t managed to keep up with that pace. His past was another story entirely, but he wasn’t that man anymore. He knew better than to think he could make that mistake again.

“I was just bracin’ for the let down... Been run out of more than a few towns cause of the pearly whites alone. And once cause the pups got loose and i couldn’t catch them in time.” He stopped himself again and shook his head.

“What I’m tryin’ - and failin’ - to say is I trust ya, an’ i figure if anyone could handle knowin’ what I am it’s the guy that thinks my fangs are pretty as a star.” Ok, so hes bad at peopling sometimes. He tries, bless his heart.

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

“You call your family a hive?” Perhaps it was just a term? Like how some families of animals had babies called pups, foals, cubs, kits… Vash guessed this was no different.

But now the man before him was flashing his fangs. The plant was unphased. “Well, I’d say you look about as pretty as a star. Why, am I supposed to see something else?”

He actually blushed at that. Fully and truly, red heat in his cheeks. “What the hell am I gonna do with ya, kiddo?” Yes he knew vash was much older than he seemed, but their mental ages were vastly different as well. “I’m a vampire, Vash. Well, A Hybrid.”

It just slipped out. How could you not trust something so innocent seeming? “Only one like me, but the real deal all live in hives. Drones, soldiers...queens...” Even more embarrassment at that term.

[itsdemmuses]

Why you gotta be hatin’ on my hive, yo?

Be nice to my pups, they didn’t hurt ya

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

“Well, now you’re making me quite curious!” Vash laughs as he ducks his head and runs a hand through his hair to put it back to normal.

“I’d like to know someday what you mean by part of the hive, I hope that day is soon!” Vash had no idea what the Hive was, maybe for the better? Either way, if he does learn, he supposed that maybe that day… Black Hat would be alright with learning what Vash really is. It’d probably explain the whole scent is sweeter bit to him.

The truth of it was neither of them had anything to worry about, but until they realized that neither would know. “Think of it as my family.” There was no lie in that. They were, his only family.

He wanted to tell the kid now cause he trusted him almost implicitly, but... A thought occurs. “Hey, if ya had to guess...what would ya say I look like?” He smiled with his fangs out, eyes visible beneath the brim of his hat.

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

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[Black Hat] “Aw, yer way to sweet to have such a massive bounty on yer head Vash. Keep up that sweet talk and I might just make ya part of the hive fer good.”

“You make is sound like you run with bee’s or something Mr. Hat man!” But if Black Hat thought that, that bounty wasn’t true… It very sadly was and Vash knew exactly why.

Oh he was cute. It was like he was willingly ignorant. After all of the talk about drones, queens, and now hives he still didn’t get it. Asa grinned and fluffed Vash’s hair. “Darlin’, if ya only knew.” Maybe he’d explain it one day. When he was sure Vash could handle it. “Stick around, an’ one day I’ll show ya.”

[wahbegan]

I don’t see a lot of Old God positivity on tumblr...

so let’s get some going!!

-Like if you think Moder, the Undying Eldritch Mother of the Forest, is so beautiful you daren’t gaze directly upon her lest the eyes be plucked from your insolent head and it is a privilege to fall on your knees and worship

-Reblog to ask her on a date

-Ignore to be gutted and hung from a tree

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

Keep reading

He watched with vicarious embarrassment at the display. He suppose he was lucky to be ‘a queen’ as far as hive structure went. While he was very easy to arouse it was not imperative for him to relieve. This poor man, whatever was going on with him was not ok. They managed to get inside and Asa took the initiative to lock it behind them. Turning around, he saw Vash already stripping.

Well, at least he seemed willing to accept the help. He smirked when Vash basically called him a queen. He didn’t even know how right he was. “You’ve had my eye from the first time we met.” There was a bit of a grin as he began to shed his own layers. “Just, you know what I am. Figured you’d not wanna risk it so I never asked.”

No one wanted to fuck a vampire after all, they all thought they were going to get eaten half way through. “So who do you want, the vampire or the Priest?” There was little difference honestly, just less biting.

[itsdemmuses]

@devils-messenger from HERE

How he kept running into Vash was a mystery...though it could have been that he was drawn to the mans scent subconsciously. This was not that scent however. This was hot. It punched him in the libido. It sizzled in his nose and forced him to dig nails into his palms to keep the growl down.

“Actually, i was just thinkin about ya. Funny how that shit works sometimes.” That was not actually why he was there, he had no reason to be there. Now, however; he had every reason to stay with the man. “Look at ya, yer so tired yer passin out on your feet. Let’s get you to bed...”

It was an order, and he did not wait for a response, taking Vash by the arm and practically dragging him back up the stairs. “Remember when I said you had a scent that brought out the beast in me, Vash?” It took him a good moment to realize he might be gripping his arm a bit too hard. “Now you smell like a drone lookin to catch the queens eye...” He was panting, he couldn’t stop it. Fucking pheromones...

[itsdemmuses]

devils-messenger:

“Really?” Vash takes a seat next to his friend and rubs his nose. “Man, I wish I could have a nose as sensitive as yours! I bet donuts would smell amazing!” Though, now that he thought about it, would enhanced smell be something he really wanted? He knows a few too many people who don’t shower and smell horrid…

But the subject at hand drags him from his thoughts. Vash smelt like soap and something that kicked in an animal instinct huh? He was curious now, but wasn’t sure what do to with that information. 

“I like steak,” He murmurs absently, rubbing his neck. “Cooked steak to where it’s perfect and juicy and easy to chew is my favourite. Say… What else do I uh- smell like? You said soap and something else. How would you describe that something else?”

“You really don’t want it, man.” He chuckled softly. “Ok, you got a point, they do.” He couldn’t really eat them, but the sugar and flavors in the icing smelled amazing. “Actually, you smell a bit like donut glaze too, but not all the time.”

And then he started talking about steak and just making him hungry. He wasn’t making this easy. “It’s hard to describe...its not really something normal people would pick up on.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. “Right now...the soap must have had lavender in it...and vanilla? Salt, obviously, its too hot out not to sweat a little bit. And...gunpowder? Um...”

He kept trying to figure out just how to describe pheremones. “It smells warm...like the way whiskey feels in yer stomach. It’s thick and sticks in yer nose; hangs around after ya leave.” The more he takes it in, the more his voice starts to gain a bit of a growl to it. A low purr punctuating what he said. “It’s intoxicating...” He was sure he’d already said that but the intoxication was starting to cloud his mind a bit.

[teradoration]

Monsters that have to clutch onto the bed frame as they fuck you, so that their tight grip doesn’t snap your bones.

[the2heartlessbeings]

Reblog if you're 18+

AND DON’T LIE.