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Rick gave her a card with his name, a phone number and "RDI" on it. "So you have my number as well." Rick said, "Any other issues, feel free to call me, my specialty is helping those who need it." Was Rick a little wary of Rosa? Yes, but until she showed anything that would signal actual trouble, he wasn't going to worry about it. "I could probably have this cleaned within a day if you want to meet up somewhere so we don't have to worry about tracking each other down later as well." Rick suggested.
"That sounds good to me," Rosa agreed easily. "Any preference on the when or where?" She asked as she took the man's card, deliberately moving in such a way where he would see right down her shirt. "I can make most times work."
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Leon chuckled "Well then I've been very fucking metal in the past then," he said with a laugh. "Is cannibalism in general metal? Or just sexy cabalism?" He asked curiously. "Just want to know just how metal I am," he said with a feral grin.
With anyone else Leon would never talk so casually about such topics but Damian was different. Special. Didn't blink at any of the things Leon had or would do. Yes probably because he was a literal demon but it still was nice to... be himself. Fully without worrying about scaring his Love off.
A small smile slowly grew on Colter's lips as he heard that the man actually seemed to have liked his line and that he thought he was adorable. He blushed and giggled, "Really? Oh, okay," he murmured, "That's good then I guess." He bit his lip as he looked at him with more interest than he'd ever seen anyone have in him, causing his blush to deepen.
He reached out and shook his hand, "It's nice to meet you Stone, I'm Colter or Colt, either one is okay and sure I'd like that."
"Yes really," he assured. "Sorry it sounded like an insult. The laughing didn't help I'm sure but it was a delighted laugh. Not a mocking one," he informed.
God that blush was adorable, he wanted to make it deeper so he turned the other man's hand as the shook and gave it a gentlemanly kiss with a charming smile. "Well alright then Colt. What are we drinking?" He asked as he released the hand.
Arun had been watching the utter debacle of Gio wrestling with his tent for far longer than he maybe should have. Could he have offered a hand to help sooner? Absolutely. But why deprive himself of the show?
He was still chuckling, even as he was chastised, grinning widely.
"Stacy manages just fine when we come out here. And she's a tech girl. So I'd say that's more a skill issue on your part," he teased.
He chuckled again but acquiesced, moving to kneel down beside Gio and the tangled mess of the tent to help start detangling him.
"You know, you just had to ask nicely and I would have helped you set up your tent an hour ago when you first got started," he pointed out one he got the two separated.
"Yeah well I am not Stacy. I am Gio. An inferior being," he said with a groan. "And you are having too much fun with this."
Once Gio had his hands free he moved to try to help. Somehow made it worse and promptly stopped trying to help.
When he was finally free from his nylon prison he stood aware he was an absolute mess of a man with dirt all over. "Yeah well sue me for thinking I could handle a tent," he said. And he maybe had been trying to impress Arun.
"Do I at least pull off the Pigpen look well?" He cracked as he tried to brush himself off. He swore the dirt had dirt on it. Fuck his life.
¯`·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.-> camping came naturally to him but only because, for awhile there, he didn't always have much of a choice. it was one of the few necessities from the rougher parts of his life that he still found some enjoyment in now; granted camping because you could and not because you had too helped to give the the activity a different feeling.
sergio didn't seem to agree. sitting on his stump, pocket knife out and cut pieces of an apple away from it's core for him to snack on, he couldn't help but laugh as the other got remarkably close to actually getting a side of the tent up only for it to collapse on and around him. smothering him in a nylon cocoon. “so now it's my fault because i wanted to spend time with you?” he knew it wasn't a fair argument to make but he still made it.
“i might.” there was another, softer laugh as he smirked over at his handsome friend; popping another piece of apple into his mouth with a shrug. “but what's in it for me? what do i get out of it, because i can sleep on the ground without a tent.”
Sergio struggled to try and escape his prison tent only to be poked in the side from one of the post things or whatever. He buried his face in the ground with a noise of frustration. When he lifted it his face was dirty making him look far more rugged than he was he was sure.
He managed to get a hand out to wipe his brow then tried to use said hand to get out and somehow managed to get it stuck back inside.
"You are being a jerk. I like when you're a jerk but not to me," Gio said with a groan as he looked at his friend with a playful glare.
"What's in it for you is with a little help instead of having to get out myself I won't leave and check myself in to the closest decent hotel," Gio said. It was a bit of a bullshit threat but his point stood!
He turned on his best puppy eyes "Come on man I'm really trying to see what you like about this here. Meet me half way?"
Asher looked a little sheepish at the tease, despite the smile on his lips. He couldn't help how much he liked that cake. It was even what he got when he wanted a little treat or pick me up after a long shift at the hospital.
He hummed as he returned the kiss, a hand coming up to stroke Santiago's cheek.
"I don't know about perfect, but I wanted to do something. Since you're hurt and you were so upset about us missing our reservation. I just wanted to try and salvage something of our night." He was happy to lean into the second kiss, a hand smoothing over his chest affectionately.
"You know I adore you," he murmured.
He smiled gently "It's more than salvaged Amore," he said. "Any night with you is amazing but somehow you always find a way to improve it even more," he kissed the others forehead.
"I know and I hope you know I adore you as well," he said before bending to give him a slightly hungry kiss "How long till the food gets here?" Santiago murmured against Asher's lips.
send me ‘ not just a scratch ‘ for your muse to catch mine trying to patch up a wound in secret…
send ‘ not just a scratch, reverse ‘ for my muse to catch yours
BROTHERLY ACTIVITIES in ROSEBUSH PRUNING (2026) ↳ JAMIE BELL, LUKAS GAGE, & CALLUM TURNER
Murder is a lot like love actually. No I'm not elaborating.
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"It's mice to neat you. Damn it! I blew it."
"Someone once told me that the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares less."
"I think that maybe happiness comes from caring more about people."
"I am begging you: don't run away."
"Don't chicken out now."
"Get over it. It was years ago!"
"And you know why? Because you don't actually care."
"You love [Naame] so much you forgave him the second you heard, and that's what scares you."
"You have no idea how I feel. No idea!"
"I've been in your shoes. You know what? It scared the hell out of me too."
"What if she hurt me? What if she left me? What if she died? It would have been the end of me."
"You've got to risk love, [Name]!"
"I'm a lonely ghost of a man."
"It doesn't mean that you're never going to get hurt, but the pain you feel will never compare to the regret that comes from walking away from love."
"Trust me, pain beats regret every day of the week."
"Don't run away. Don't do it."
"I can't believe I'm saying this but, uh, I think you might be right."
"So.... Do you want to get married?"
"When you first meet a girl you give her two compliments above the neck. Yeah, tell her she's got nice lips, nice eyes, nice hair... she's intelligent, her moral ethics, whatever crap comes to your mind."
"Flip the power dynamic and your let her know that you're here to play."
"Love is magic comfort food for the weak and uneducated!"
"I know it sounds gross, but have two of them and you won't feel your face."
"It's all for your own good. And what's not for your own good is for my entertainment."
"Spooning is nice."
"[Name], he hit on your mother-in-law!"
"I've banged worse."
"So what's your stance on casual sex?"
"I think I owe you an apology. I've enjoyed the company of all the other bridesmaids except you. I mean, you must feel terribly left out."
"I do hope that there's some way to rectify this injustice."
"I don't like to cross swords."
"Hey, why don't you scamper up to my room, boil some water, get the chicken claw out of my suitcase, do some light stretching, and I will be up in five?"
"And that's how it's done, son. That is how it's done."
"I will sneak into your room in the middle of the night and cut off your favorite appendage."
"I can make it look like an accident, honey. Don't push me."
"Try to be supportive. Normal. Not a train wreck... for once."
"We had plane sex somewhere over Albany. And Rochester. And South Bend, Indiana."
"You slept with my sister!"
"Don't be sad, you whiny bitches."
"I want to ask you something, when did casual sex become a crime?"
"I mean, now a days being a single means, what? You've lost your way? That something is missing?"
Never mind that every night I swim in a lake of sex, and they fall asleep in each others arms, spooning.
"Need we remind you that as the man-whore in residence, you have certain duties to the single ladies here tonight?"
"You look like a gay pirate."
"Tell me you're not breaking up with me on a conference call."
"I love all women. That's the problem here."
Jesus, doesn't anyone just wanna have fun anymore?"
"You really are as bad as they say."
"Listen up. I did not spend two hours waxing my lady business to not get me a little loving this weekend."
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A delighted giggle escaped Mads as she came up to the other, reaching up to grab their face affectionately. "Oh! I love this song! You have to dance with me!"
She tugged them away from her booth in the VIP section of her club, immediately pressing close to them as she danced to the beat of the song blaring through the club's speakers.
Rosa laughed as her twin dragged her onto the dance floor "You love every song Mads," she said as she danced back. Rosa could dance but she didn't often. Her sister could always manage to get her to do it. Rosa was admittedly wrapped around Mads finger. But wasn't everybody?
She moved with the other matching her energy as they moved together to the rhythm. Rosa even gave her sister a twirl now and then just to make her smile as they danced in a way that honestly people should pay for the show.
Open to Any muse Relationship: A regular client
"You know if you don't want them to catch on you should maybe start breathing," Stone said as his friend excused themselves to the bathroom. "I'm not going to tell them if that's the concern here," Stone assured as he ate his meal.
Had he been expecting to see one of his best and most frequent clients here? No of course not. When his friend had invited him to dinner with someone they've been dating a few months you didn't expect said partner to be someone who had paid to fuck you just as recently as a week ago. But Stone played it off easily like he was just meeting the other for the first time. He couldn't say the same for the other. "They're my friend but confidentiality is one reason I can charge so much," he said with a wink. "I will say they know what I do," he informed idly as if discussing the weather. "So if you keep acting weird they will certainly connect things so again: Fucking breathe."
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"Oh shut up," Gio grumbled as he wiped his brow of sweat and dirt as the other laughed. He was embarrassingly tangled in the tent he had been trying and failing to set up. "You're the one who brought the tech guy to the middle of fucking nowhere." He didn't sound angry just exasperated and maybe a bit amused at the ridiculous nature of this all.
Sergio didn't camp, even when he had been the most down on his luck with nowhere to stay he would skim someone's credit card and put himself in the system of a fancy hotel to stay a night or two. Outdoors was simply not his thing. Why was Gio subjecting himself to this now? Cuz he enjoyed the others company more than he would admit to himself or them. "Please for the love of whatever God you wanna pick will you please get me out of this? I yield. I've been defeated by the tent. Save me."
Wait why haven't we just gotten rid of every thought? Who needs to think anymore? From now on we react to everything like dogs and squirrels.