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@sioraiocht
Síoraíocht; Eternity
Multimuse featuring muses from literature, mythology and a variety of other fandoms
Penned by Nessa, 33, she/her. remade Nov '25. Slow activity
Currently on semi-hiatus
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starter calls || memes
Current most active muses: Fabian, Troy, Eric
Sideblogs: @kipgrcdy & @ilyrozanv
09/03/26 - Asks are turned off for a little while as I work through drafts
//might redo this blog idk i feel like something fresh
//sorry, I dipped from here to go over to @rinksaint but just wanted to pop a note to say that my surgery went well ❤️ I’m 3 days into recovery now and it’s painful and hard but I’m hitting my milestones every day so can’t complain!
I’m hoping to be back here eventually but I really don’t know when. I hope you’re all good and looking after yourselves ❤️
#RINKSAINT
Heads up. Sticks down. Game on.
Game Changers multimuse Penned by Nessa
All the game changers muses are over here now so this is where you can find me!
#RINKSAINT
Heads up. Sticks down. Game on.
Game Changers multimuse Penned by Nessa
All the game changers muses are over here now so this is where you can find me!
#RINKSAINT
Heads up. Sticks down. Game on.
Game Changers multimuse Penned by Nessa
All the game changers muses are over here now so this is where you can find me!
“If you fall apart out there, we fix it. That’s what teams do.”
Multimuse featuring muses from the game changers universe. Mixed influence, pulling from the books, show and personal headcanons
Penned by Nessa, 33, she/her. Slow activity, these muses were previously located on @sioraiocht
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Sideblogs: @kipgrcdy & @ilyrozanv
HR muses are over here now ❤️
//For my own peace of mind i think i'm going to create a gamechangers universe multi and move everyone from here, going to organise that over the next few day
Sure, Ikaros knew that Eric played for the Admirals, but he didn't think he would recognize him straight away. People forget people over time. Faces faded along with other memories. Twenty years, while nothing for Ikaros, is a long time for mortals. He's been a little anxious the entire time he's been sitting there, wondering if Eric would see him, if he'd say anything at all. How could he explain that he hasn't aged? There's really not a proper way to, so the only way out is avoidance.
When Ilya waves, Ikaros giggles and waves back, blowing a kiss at him...but that's when he notices Eric looking directly at him. Shit. He promptly sinks down into his seat and turns his attention directly towards Kip the second he sits down next to him. Thank god for that.
But there's still after the game, and Ikaros is trying his best to hurry over to the Raiders' locker room to meet Ilya. But he's not fast enough. He hears a familiar voice and freezes, feeling his entire face flush. Shit. Shit. Shit.
"Uhh, heyyy Eric," he says as he turns around to face him. There's not really any avoiding it, is there? "Yeah, uh, it's been a long time." His heart starts to pound hard in his chest, looking for any way possible to get out of this conversation. "Look, I'd really like to stick around and chat, but I'm pretty sure Ilya is waiting for me, so-"
Jesus, Eric has never seen someone less happy to see him. Isaac looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. But he's still the same. The exact same. How is that possible? Genetics? Good skincare? Hardly. It actually feels a bit like a dream, seeing him. Eric had been so enamoured by him. The first man that he'd ever really fancied.
"Oh -" Eyes glance down the hall towards the Boston locker room, frowning a little. He's meeting Ilya? "If you can't talk now, maybe we could meet tomorrow? For coffee? I'm not flying out until tomorrow evening." He scrambles in his pockets for his phone. "Could I get your number? I could text you?" Jesus, he sounds clingy. His expression turns apologetic. "Just for a catch-up - It's been too long. I heard about this vegan brunch spot that I was gonna try, maybe we could meet there, if you're free?" He doesn't know why he's so desperate to meet him again. Maybe because it sorta feels like there wasn't closure the last time. And because Isaac still looks the fucking same - It's confusing.
//Tumblr’s stressing me out, if you wanna write on discord let me know but just a reminder that my activity here is slow for the foreseeable due to health problems and surgery
I know I owe loads and am currently only writing certain muses and I’m sorry about that, believe me I wish my brain was different and I wish life left more time to write everything but I’m doing the best I can
#ALREADYCHOSEYOU. I'm tired of tending to this fire, I've used up all I've collected. I have singed my hands. It's glowing. Embers barely showing. Proof of life in the shadows , dancing on my plans.
ind. private and selective game changers multi ft : shane hollander , ilya rozanov , eric bennett , cliff marleau and an oc ( francois lavoie ). sideblog to @newyorkcap . loved by jishwa.
@sioraiocht said: [ in the hot tub] are you gonna join me or not ? {Billie for rose}
"Yeah, I was just enjoying the view. Is that a crime?" Rose grins as she pulls off the shirt she was wearing over her bathing suit, tossing it to the side as she walks over to the hot tub. Billie is a sight for sore eyes, beautiful to look at in the light of the setting sun. She steps into the hot tub and settles beside Billie, grinning over at her.
"Stressful day at the club? Or no?" she asks, leaning over to press a kiss to her cheek, a hand moving to gently brush a piece of hair out of her eyes. God, Rose has got it bad, but she's honestly the happiest she's been in a while. Why didn't she explore this side of herself sooner? Maybe it was fear, apprehension, both. It's hard to say. "C'mere. Let me rub your shoulders."
Rose is breathtaking. Billie finds herself just staring with this goofy smile on her lips - She cannot remember the last time she'd liked someone this much. Ordinarily, she ends up distancing herself, or things turn into situationships and fizzle out. But with Rose? God, she wants to spend every second with her.
"Mhm - It was one of those days where everything went wrong." This is another thing she's getting used to - Having someone to share problems with. Billie's spent her whole life carrying burdens herself; she's never had a family to share anything with, and even her friend circle is quite small. So, this feels new. "A new club opened up down the street, so it's pulled some of our crowd because it's new and a novelty." She shifts position, resting back against Rose as she rubs her shoulders. "And I need to hire a new bar manager because my current one, Jake, has decided that he wants to move to Australia. God - That feels amazing -" A soft murmur of happiness leaves her, tension slowly releasing as Rose works on her shoulders. "Sorry - I don't mean to complain, it was just a shit day. Better now, though."
hi there. are you still writing any of your previous muses?
//Hey! I am, but I'm just sorta focusing on my gamechangers muses currently as it's all I really have muse for.
I'm on semi-hiatus until the end of May due to health reasons so I'm hoping after that to get back to some sort of steady activity across all muses but can't guarantee anything because my brain can be a little spotty
I understand if anyone wants to unfollow as a result
//sorry, it's taking me a while to get through the coach wiebe starters. i haven't forgotten about them, i'm v sorry if you're still waiting on one, going to try get them all out today
he leans against the wall of the supply closet and closes his eyes. IT'S THE LITTLE THINGS ; hearing fabian's voice is enough to slow the racing of his heart , to give him a moments peace. "i'm...i could be better. i don't think i've ever seen this many people in the same car accident before & ....just when i think it can't get worse , it does." HE'LL HAVE TO DIP OUT SOON , back into the hallway and into work . "maybe tell me about your day? i could uh , use something that isn't medical problems and test results."
Fabian doesn't know how Luca does it. He's constantly in awe of his professionalism and ability to hold it together for people. Considering that Fabian's already tearing up just hearing about the car accident - "I'm sorry, baby." The words fall softly from his lips, desperately wishing that he could reach through the phone to give him a hug. "Of course -" He clears his throat, mind flicking through his day. "Well, I wrote a new song." His lips curve into a smile. "Inspired by this really handsome surgeon. I'm still working out the melody, but I'm really happy with it. Then I went for dinner with Vanessa. We tried this new Italian place which I'm definitely bringing you to next time you're off." He clicks his tongue, thinking. "I changed my bedsheets - But that's not really that interesting. Oh! I tried a new makeup look. I'll send you a photo. Any constructive comments would be appreciated - I don't know if I went too heavy on the eyeliner."
He's rehearsed this , in a way . The same way he supposes people practice acceptance speeches in the shower with a shampoo bottle , he's mentally rehearsed what he might say to the only coach for the only team that could potentially bring him back to this sport . But when the moment comes , Ryan finds himself frozen , his hand curled around a bag of equipment as he stares at the legendary Wiebe .
" Uh , yeah . " He nods , maybe too quickly . He's always had a healthy respect and fear of coaches in equal measure . In his experience , they're all dicks in their own way . But Wiebe has a reputation that precedes him . And then --- fuck . He didn't rehearse for this . " Oh , well , Dyskstra and Chouinard are good players . " He could be better . Colleen's words float into his mind and he swats them back . " But uh , maybe . If you ever needed someone . I would... maybe consider it . "
Now that has Brandon's attention. Frankly, he hadn't been expecting much. He knows Ryan's had enough shit going on and had been treated badly enough that Wiebe wouldn't blame him if he never came out of retirement. Frankly, he'd like to change that whole perception. He's had guys on his team who came to him having lost the love of hockey. Brandon takes it very seriously to try and stoke that fire again - In a non-toxic environment.
"Don't get my heart fluttering, Price, if you don't mean it." Brandon grins, moving to help him pick up cones. "What if I told you that Chouinard was thinking of retiring? Spending more time with the kids." He leans against his hockey stick. "What would you say then?" He watches him for a moment. "I'm sure you'll talk to Rozanov, he'll tell you it's different around here, you don't need me to try and hammer the point home. But I would like to say that I think you're a very talented player, Price, and that you were underutilised. There'd be none of that other bullshit here."
