[movemnt]

indie multi-muse rp blog written by abs. 21+. she / her. carrd. memes. header. pinned.

other blogs: @bladedflower

nsfw sideblog: @spicymoves

[thesoldiersminute]

Cailee Spaeny as 'Rain Carradine' in Alien: Romulus (2024) dir. Fede Álvarez

[movemnt]

logs in leaves the most scathing ic ask i've ever written in @huntedvideo's inbox leaves

[moiraesthe]

the way he walks here is like a neighbor coming out to sweep the grass.

santa 1/???

[arch-slash]

the first album from the band overkill. from left to right: bassist, kasey mccullen. guitarist, amy anders ( @movemnt ). drummer, billie emerson. singer, sage waters. playlist.

[movemnt]

@slashaer sent: “No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

"No, you need to sit, you could be concussed." Daimio's had a few times where he got his head knocked in, just like Dorothy just did a moment ago. It came with field work, getting hurt was inevitable. However, there was a notable difference in their circumstances: He was used to it, she wasn't, which was why he was gently pushing her to sit down and stay down until he could properly assess if she was okay. He also wasn't going to hide it if asked, he was worried and guilty for even letting the monster that almost did her head in ( that he then killed ) near her. "Our target won't be coming out of hiding for a while at least and if you get worse, you won't be able to even see it pop up, so sit down."

[seasonsblessing]

what would she have done if she had lost him? how close had the love of her life come to dying, tonight? mary knew that he was a force to be reckoned with, but the people who did this to him better feel lucky they're dead, because if she got her hands on them, they would see wrath the likes of which they had never seen before. but she didn't need to fight, thank god; she needed to lick her husband's wounds. 'trust me, i would have dragged you back here, alive or dead,' she's teasing him as she occupies her hands with collecting alcohol and bandages, wetting a cloth with water before starting on the cuts on his face. eyes glance down into his, her own softening a bit at the sight of him. 'you always did look good covered in blood,' cheeky grin is given to him, free hand lifting to pull up his chin, getting a better look at him. 'i'm glad you're okay,' mary leans down to kiss his forehead, ignoring the metallic taste it leaves on her lips. 'i love you. even if you scare the hell out've me, sometimes,'

[movemnt]

"Keep that up, this could get naughty." To her cheeky quip, his words slipped out faster than his tired mind could stop them. And as she lifted his chin up, all he could do after she kissed his head was stare back at her in exhausted awe. Though, his features did dampen a bit at her next words, which made him sigh out of guilt. "It was a burglary on an innocent family, something I couldn't stay out of, honey, but I'm sorry." For scaring her, for being a little shit, for a lot of things that he couldn't name just then but it was all implied. All of that stopped swirling in his mind though when the cloth touched one of the deeper cuts on his face, making him hiss an inhale. What a big teddy bear he was. "Wasn't as fun as all the other times I was covered in blood, I'll tell you that."

[movemnt]

@slashaer sent: “Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

She doesn't have to ask. Not after he adjusted to get his arm comfortable with her weight upon it, and certainly not after his free hand pulled the blanket on the bed, prioritizing her in its placement as he let it rest over her shoulders. It's easy to see by the way she was acting that she needed it, needed him to stay, and he didn't question it. After all, they've gotten quite close, he wouldn't dare leave after such a request, and- well, in their current closeness, he's not complaining. Careful in his movements, yes, but not complaining.

"Yeah. I'll stay." Was what he spoke in response, a nod of his head further confirmed it. Whatever was plaguing her mind and making her scared, he'd be there for it. "Not going anywhere." A sigh made its way out of his lungs as he allowed himself to relax, to settle in for the night and keep watch should she need it.

[seasonsblessing]

god dammit, she was worried about him. it didn't matter how rocky their marriage got, mary would always care for santa. and they may have been fighting, but that wouldn't stop her from sensing when he was in danger, and sending him his favorite weapon ( even if it showed up after he needed it ). when he comes stumbling into their home, she can't help but to run up to him, trying and failing to assess his injuries before he pulled her into a tight embrace. 'jesus, you smell like a campfire,' mrs. claus scrunches her nose, but squeezes her husband gently, pulling away with a furrowed brow. 'shit, nicky, i haven't seen you this fucked up in years,' hand raises to wipe a spot of blood from his cheek, though there is still plenty left on his face. a small smile forms at the i love you. 'yeah, well, you can tell me how much you love me while i clean you up. c'mon,'

[movemnt]

"Yeah, well, it's been a few years since I swung a hammer-" Since he needed to, anyway. Despite the sassy retort, the wipe of her hand had him leaning his head into her hand, the bloodied mess that he was melted in her grasp and let her lead the way to their bathroom, tired chuckles making their way out. "After the ho-ho-holy shit show I just went through," There's a wheeze of a cough that let itself out before he continued. "I'll tell you I love you as many times as you want." As they settled in to the bathroom and peeled away the layers of his coat and uniform, he was so happy to see her again, even with their troubles as of late, his own Christmas wish came true. He didn't care that he was in pain or in the state he was, he loved her. "I'm just happy to see you again, Mary. I didn't know if I'd make it back."

[movemnt]

im not sorry for the mess this blog is about to become bc of @seasonsblessing and i

[movemnt]

@seasonsblessing / for mr. and mrs. clause

"Honey, I- Shit." As he walked through their door, he tried so hard to stay up and at'em in the midst of pain. "I'm home- I got Skullcrusher, but it was a little late." Finally, finally he's made it home from the most eventful Christmas of his entire life. The only thing on his mind was his wife, not the swarm of workers and elves, only the one in his home, whose had his heart for 1,100 years in a row. Who, of which, he could see rushing over and he all but almost crushed her within his arms. "I love you. Have I told you that, lately?" He's been waiting all night to say that.

[namastekringle]

❛ &. ┊     ❄     there is little nick wouldn't enjoy doing with susana. she's kind, one of the most compassionate people he's ever met here in the real world, and he admires her for all of that. ❝ wow, ❞ nick says for the eigth time, as they stand below the eighth christmas display they've come across, decorated to the nines in the shop window. ❝ i mean . . . wow - ❞ he gestures to the toy train inside with his half drank cup of hot chocolate - his third one of the day. ❝ this one has to be my favorite, ❞ they've all been his favorites, but he can't help how much he loves christmas lights. @movemnt.

[movemnt]

"That's your third favorite, if I'm counting right." Soft tone left her as a half-amused, half-kind smile curled her lips up. "I was hoping to find a display for my front porch, but I guess we can put that one around the tree." The look on her face showed she was considering getting Nick's newest favorite display. Christmas shopping like this was the most fun when it was done with friends, especially with someone like Nick, who was as enthusiastic about the holidays as she was. Gloved hands reached for the door of the shop the two stood in front of as she decided that they could stop in, if only to get out of the cold and maybe to get a closer look. "Come on, let's get inside." A warm breeze full of pine cone and balsam fragrance billowed out as she pulled the door open. "Maybe we can find some figures to put on the train, too."

[movemnt]

alright im gonna get to some writing, feel free to like my oc call and my canon starter call

[evilvvithin]

VIOLENT NIGHT 2022 | dir. tommy wirkola

[movemnt]

@fatedechos / liked for kratos & faye

"...What do these say?" He grumbles but in a curious tone, rough fingers grazing over the runes that encase their new front door. Features that would normally be a blank scowl lift to match his tone, as he moved his gaze to his wife. The house is all but finished, and these runes seemed to be the finishing touch to Faye, so color him curious. "Is it for protection?"

[movemnt]

alright im gonna get to some writing, feel free to like my oc call and my canon starter call

[movemnt]

i'm at a coffee shop for the next few hours and the aim of today's writing is to get caught up here and on @bladedflower. starters coming in a few minutes :>