indie semi-private and semi-selective multilmuse adored by alex. featuring muses froma court of thorns and roses, dream daddy, hazbin hotel, lucifer, marvel comics, total drama, that 70s show, twilight, the vampire chronicles, what we do in the shadows, && more. mun&muses 21+ (nsfw).
hi !! i am alex (she/her), 25+ and welcome to my multi for an assortment of muses. fandoms include a plethora of things: a court of thorns and roses, dream daddy, inuyasha, lucifer, marvel comics, total drama, that 70s show, twilight, the vampire chronicles, what we do in the shadows, && more !!
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i am in the last month of my first year of teaching ( and i want to die i am so exhausted !! ), but i'm hoping that once this is all over, i am going to come back with more activity. i miss writing, and there are some muses that i want to test out and some that i just really miss and want to keep exploring. wish me luck that i get through may -- and the first two weeks of early dismissal days in june -- and pray that i manage to not jump out a window.
𝟎𝟔 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 • purple ( although i do favor red )
𝟎𝟕 . 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 • that's such an evil question, i have so many. of all time, probably the outsiders by s.e. hinton or interview with the vampire by anne rice. within the last 5 years: dowry of blood by s.t. gibson, cackle by rachel harrison, && empire of the vampire by jay kristoff ( honorable mention to the year of the witching by alexis henderson && the once and future witches by alix e. harrow ). literally anything by any of those authors is gonna be a hit.
𝟎𝟖 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 • i know it's over by the smiths
𝟎𝟗 . 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 / 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 • buffy the vampire slayer ( i'm in season 4 ).
𝟏𝟎 . 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 • as of late, not much !!
𝟏𝟏 . 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐑𝐋 • this was originally a blog just for sandi brandenberg from marvel comics and, when she's first introduced in a taskmaster run, he makes her dinner and there's a radish flower as part of the meal.
first three in my askbox get kisses !! ( accepting !! ) II @cryptidsdad
the poker game has long since ended, the other dads have gone back to their homes, and craig has robert pressed up against the wall. his hands are at robert's hips, and his mouth is on his in a way that feels out of practice but is definitely eager. he is like a puppy, hyper and excitable, eager to be there. there's an age gap, a height difference, and a clash of personalities to contend with, but spending more time with robert has endeared him further to craig, and this step feels like a natural next step in the progression of things ( he hopes, at least, it's... been A WHILE since smashley, and there hasn't really been time for there to be anyone since... ).
his head tilts a bit to deepen the kiss, lips parting as he presses in against him, like being close isn't close enough. when was the last time that craig did something for himself ??
Yahweh stood with a glimmer in his eye as he offered his wife a warm smile, then his hand for her to take.
first three in my askbox get kisses !! ( accepting !! ) II @fortitudina
the offered hand feels like an olive branch, it feels like a knife. it has been SO LONG since she looked upon the face of her husband, and the thin line between love and hatred blurs to something desperate in her hesitance to take the offered hand. it is not FEAR. she has only felt fear over never again seeing her children ( and, even then, it is a loose term ).
when her more delicate hand slips into his, she still has not decided her next steps. and when she steps towards him, her free hand pressed against his chest, she does not know if her hand will then wrap around his throat or cup his cheek. her fingers curl in the fabric of his shirt as she tugs him towards her, as her mouth finds his and, for the moment, her love for him overwhelms her other conflicting feelings; her desire to feel his tongue outweighs the want to rip it from his mouth.
hi, guys !! long time no... this. quick update on me, my entire life flipped upside down last year in all the worst ways , i now teach 5th grade, and i miss writing a lot. i just took nyquil ( because teaching means i'm sick once a month now ), so i'm likely going to be disappearing for the night, but will hopefully be around more soon.
i have 5 drafts for: hugo, charlotte, and nadja -- plus a meme i half-started for craig a while back. i feel the most muse for my dd.a.dd.s muses, especially craig atm, so i'll probably be prioritizing them. if you're still kicking and would like a starter for a specific muse, lmk.
"It's a middle schools sad attempt at a haunted house," Robert begins to say, tone incredulous. The rest of his sentence is cut off by the mild surprise he has at Craig lacing their fingers together and physically hiding behind him. A bit of a laughable image, Robert himself could admit, since the younger man was both taller and more buff than him. He shoots a look over his shoulder at the younger dad, an eyebrow quirking upward to complete the look. "All those big muscles are for show, then?" Tone is soft despite the teasing words, older's attention turning back to the forefront as they are given the go ahead to make their way in to the actual 'haunted house.'
crouching a bit to be closer to robert, craig looks ahead of them then back to the man he hides behind. some subconscious part of him flexes at the mention of his BIG MUSCLES, but otherwise he doesn't budge his stance. "no, dude, come on," he almost pouts at the callout, even if it is a valid one. "you like all this scary stuff anyway, i'm just -- uh -- being courteous and letting you see it all first." his smile is sheepish, but he gives it all the same, and squeezes robert's hand for his own reassurance. "briar and hazel said they pulled out all the stops for this: lovelorn revenge ghost storyline and everything. i'm more of a bluey guy."
There was a small voice in the back of his brain that urged him to try and go back to sleep. It would be so easy to lay back on the couch, curl up with the blanket he had stolen and drift off. The second thought, coming right after the first finished, was to simply refuse to go along with the run as soon Craig came back downstairs. But, somehow, he managed to smother those thoughts. Mostly because he knew, even in his half-asleep state, that he would not be able to handle the kicked puppy look that the younger man would throw his way if he backed out.
"You weren't serious about the jumping jacks, right?" He scrabbled a bit to catch the joggers as they are tossed. He managed after a second before straightening, considering the material for a second. Well. Brown hues flicked up to Craig over the pants that had been thrown at him as eyebrows quirked. "You gonna turn around so I can change?" As if he would not just change right there with no shame. "You're buying me breakfast when we're done, too."
"what's better than a quick set of jumping jacks to get your blood pumping in the morning ??" craig grins at him, surprised still that he had robert on board in an sense to go to the gym with him. he would take what he would get from him, but that didn't mean craig wasn't going to push the limits on seeing what exactly that was.
"right, oh -- my bad, bro," craig said, his cheeks going pink at the thought of robert planning to drop trou right there in his living room. maybe thinking like that was another perfectly good way of getting his blood pumping in the morning, but he tries to settle those kinds of thoughts. he turns quickly, hands on his hips as he focuses on the way the sunlight filters in across the carpet instead. craig's grateful when the mention of food comes up. "oh, dude, totally !! BROnch is on me."
Wade would kill every single person this side of the hemisphere for Sandi, heck he'd probably kill more but that's a big commitment he's not ready to commit too just yet.
He'll always be alive.. it's one of lifes great big jokes that he can't die but Sandi still being alive was certainly something to celebrate.
"Yeah yeah, you got me I'm a sucker for things beginning with marg.. margarita's.. marge simpson."
settling down at their table once they were seated, sandi opens her menu and laughs. for all the insanity her life has been over the years, she managed to find the bright spots still. it's easy, at least, when she likes the people in her life so much. sandi's never been the best judge of character, but she's always had an open heart.
"ooh, they've got a SPICY MANGO margarita," she said, looking over the options on the menu before looking back up at him. "does that scream happy-to-be-alive ??"
