RABBITSCANSW1M (—) an extremely selective multimuse blog created by sora ( she / her , twenty5 ). medium to low activity, more active when plotted. will contain original characters that can be placed in slice of life plots. mature themes explored.
MUSES UNDER THE CUT, very much under construction.
RULES TLDR: don't be a terrible person. i like formatting but will drop it if asked. mature themes will be present. no taboo. no social media / reality tv show fcs. twenty-one plus. i love plotting!
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✩ NICO SAVELLI, twenty - six. bisexual. camera man behind INVESTIGATORS. resembles antonio cipriano.
✩ SCOUT ATKINSON, twenty - three. bisexual. member of INVESTIGATORS. resembles milly alcock.
oh delphie zavala i love you so bad. yeah, you might kind of be a master manipulator, but that's okay. you love with all your heart and are beautiful and kind
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“ i don't really get what there is to understand, cash. ” her arms are crossed, digits fiddling with the fabric of her sweater resting on elbows. the lining is thin. she will cause a tear if she doesn't stop prodding. “ you really going to leave me out here? ” she questions, attempting to side step him into his place but to no avail. legs feel shaky as she pouts and lets left hand glide over to other's chest pushing him just slightly. “ maybe i just wanted to reminisce all the good times we had together. ” part of her finds comfort in that idea. knows that of all people cash was one of the good ones back before it. however, real truths are blaring behind her ears and she's sure he'll be able to tell. being with her siblings is too much, but being alone is far worse.
" let's go, then. " a suggestion, stated matter-of-fact, paired with the rise and fall of a shrug. " you don't have to deal with all these industry jack-asses. you've got other people in the band to deal with 'em for you. "
her face lights up almost as quickly as words are suggested to her. knows that leaving the girls behind will result in a series of angry texts from one and a paragraph of upset from the other, but can't help that everything is begging for her to leave. especially when her opener is giving her the go ahead and choosing to run away as well. not a case of trying to get a step ahead of the other . . . she hopes. “ yeah? you're right. ” with a nod of her head, looks all around to make sure agent isn't about to hound both of them for filing themselves away. “ stay close to me, kk. i don't want to lose you in the commotion. we are going to have ourselves a much needed girls night. ” she waggles her brows, reaching over to close palm over femme's hand.
touches edge of jaw in thought. would be lying to say no, but how open does she even want to be? to have heart splayed out there for romy to take and dissect . . . but would that be a bad thing? “ yeah, a little. ” she guesses playing it cool will have to suffice. “ but that . . . it would be weird for us to, like, toy that line now, right? ” would lines be crossed where they cannot tread back from?
had always made it a point to keep a low profile since moving here, all too well known last name she used to wear plastered now a distant memory, and one she would rather keep that way. work, home, thrift store, and once in a blue moon bar was the few places she made herself known, and even with that, somehow the small town skin had shedded itself onto her, and almost everyone that walked these streets knew her from a mile away. she hated it - partially. was never the type to like the attention. but she would be lying if she said some part of her didn't feel warm in her chest being surrounded by kind hearted people, compared to the life she was forced to live back in her hometown. smile creeps against her features as she takes another sip of her drink, tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth, “ damn. guess you're shit out of luck then. that thing is a rare find. ” reminded of a rescue mission turned into . . something very different when she speaks again, head tilting as her brows raise and fall, “ eloise. but i'll let that one slide - since the names you did call me worked just fine. ” grin widens as she crosses one leg over the other, looking behind femme to view the crowd that was slowly trickling in for the night, “ special occasion or something? and just a hint : if you say yes, i'm downing this and leaving before people ask me about the new releases. ”
she thinks that if she had never been born in this town then she would like it a lot more. a small town at heart, but still ran by larger corporations all the same because people needed money. it annoyed her more than she liked to say. it was that, and also the fact her own face reminded most of the residents of their beloved homecoming queen. lost too fast. she ran away they said when no body was found, but she and the rest of the investigators always knew something nefarious had happened. maybe a god forsaken serial killer or whatever sutton truly thought was haunting their dainty little town. thinks — no knows that trusting in the paranormal has always been a scapegoat for the truth. it's nice to get a paycheck to act in front of a camera though. so, whenever she comes home and sees a face she doesn't recognize, it's only a reminder that time keeps on going without her. maybe it's selfish that the newest resident had become safe and sound in her arms. like claiming her before the rest of the town could sink their fangs into flesh. her lips twitch into a smirk — keeping nothing hidden behind her eyes. wants to reminisce longer and think of way thighs clenched, but she behaves for now. “ eloise, ” repeats, slowly enunciating each syllable, and tongue savoring the sound. hues follow eloise's to the rest of the crowd unsure to what is going on. the only bar that seems to keep such a lively night life. “ and if i say no? will you keep me company all night? ” she questions, waggling her brows before making an impulsive decision to grab the underneath of own chair and scoot closer to eloise. “ sorry, couldn't hear you too well. ” it's a blatant lie, but sue her. wants to be able to brush arms and smell perfume on soft skin. “ but, no. i can't say i know what they're up to. i'm here most nights, but they all seem to kind of blur. unless i make a scene or take someone home . . . then they stay, ” she taps lip of bottle against temple, “ right here. ”
