#deitysmuses

[the-renegade-child-of-time]

“Ya know, you should tone down the longing looks to prepubescent over there…it’s kinda cringe.” - laura to emily.

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Emily had to bite back the long-suffering sigh that threatened to escape. She honestly didn’t know what Laura’s problem with James was but her problem with him seems to have turned into a problem now with her. When she couldn’t find one to torment then it was to the other she went.

So much for a quiet afternoon reading.

“You ever think that perhaps an opinion isn’t needed unless it’s directly asked for?” She queried, eyes never even leaving the page of Pride and Prejudice “And I don’t look at anyone longingly. We’re friends.”

[theaccursedninth]

"That was impressive." Maddie

Malekith laughed, a deep, full-bodied sound, spinning her around again.

"My dear," he said, letting go only to follow up with a courteous bow. "Surely you don't think I've only a killer's instinct at my disposal? I am older than Time itself," he added, clicking his tongue for emphasis. "I've had more than one reason to dance in my lifetime."

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[xmenwickedgame]

⛓ charles and emma

send me ⛓ for an arranged marriage AU between our muses

Magneto was dead. It happened slowly--shockingly--out in the field. Something something humankind had finally found a way around his otherworldly metal-manipulation. Charles thought, somewhere deep and selfishly inside his head, that he'd be relieved. Magneto was cold and calculating and looked at Charles with such distance in his eyes it was a wonder the stunted telepath ever once loved him thought him capable of change.

He did change. For the worse.

Yes, he had...but it wasn't relief Charles felt as he put Vivian to bed that night. It wasn't grief either. Ahead of them now lay the unknown; Erik Magneto had been the rock anchoring the Brotherhood together. With him gone, Charles very much feared whatever order had been instilled would start to fracture. Starting with his frightful partner, Emma Frost.

The Diamond Queen had not taken the loss well. To what degree, Charles tried his hardest to sidestep but there were a handful of new bruises around his wrist to show for it. He didn't blame her, not really...while he'd never been permitted very far into their inner circle (relegated mostly to nanny once his powers stopped working properly) he knew Emma had cared for the metal-bender to some degree.

So when she promptly decided Charles would be taking his place (or adopting a new role,) he was floored.

"I...ah..." he stammered, looking anywhere but into those dark blue eyes. He knew this declaration did not come with generosity in mind: the equal footing she and Erik Magneto shared they'd cultivated together. He also knew saying no would not end well, so he stood there, grinding his teeth and hoping he didn't look as terrified as he felt. When an answer finally entered his mind, he took a deep breath and tried to keep the words from shaking.

"Why...why me? I'm not...I haven't exactly exp-perience in any position of p-p-power. Wouldn't, ummmm...wouldn't Azazel be a better fit?"

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[honorarystripes]

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“Agreed. You might be hot in your dominance but that changes nothing.”

[mvnsons]

“Maybe?” - Eve (Deitysmuses)

Send “Maybe?” if your muse has thought of kissing mine

“Oh?” Eddie begins, curiously looking over the corner of his magazine at her, like he’s trying to figure her out. He smiles behind the pages, busying himself in reading the article again because he’s maybe just this side of flustered. “I wonder what sparked that?”

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[sebastianshaw]

❛ What the fuck was that?! ❜ (Emma- deitysmuses)

"Don't look at me, Emma!"

"I've no notion HOW the beast got in, nor what a polar bear is doing in New York! In July, no less!" @deitysmuses

[maximummusesarch]

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“I can personally assure you, Ms. Frost, my mind is not a book for you to read at your leisure.  Perhaps, if you want something from me, you should ask me.”

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🎭violet

@deitysmuses​ | Send 🎭 to see Farouk’s performance imitating/possessing your muse | Always Accepting

“Hey - 𝓓 𝓪 𝓿 𝓲 𝓭 - how’s it going?” The fabric of reality glitches, and then Violet is there, perched on the top of the couch with her arms around her legs. She’s got a book in her hands, an old paperback with the title “ - All You Zombies - ” emblazoned on the cover. She tosses it down to fall, open-faced, onto the seat of the couch, and then reality glitches and the book is back in her hands. “I’m reading. This book - have you read it?” She sniggers. “It’s pretty kinky. This guy - girl - they go back in time and become their own mother . . . then their own father. It got me 𝕥 𝕙 𝕚 𝕟 𝕜 𝕚 𝕟 𝕘 . . . ” She g̷̬̳͙͙̿͆͆̒̍͜͠ľ̸̫̱̠̟̹̆͗ï̴̮͎̰͕͜ṱ̸̤͉̽̓̏͊c̵̣͔̦̲̽̔́̅̄̎h̷̻͛̀͌é̸̹̤̩̍͊̀̿͝ṡ̸͓̬̫̗͇̆, and suddenly she’s much closer to him, close enough to 𝓉 𝑜 𝓊 𝒸 𝒽 . “What could a gal like 🅼 🅴 do with a power like ţ̸̠̣̥͈̥̤̈̽̿̀̓̂͛͌̕į̸̹̳̺̂̈́̓͆͠m̶̻͖̓͆̒͝e̸͈̍͐̋̑͛́͘ ̸̨̧̩̲̟͝t̶̛͉͔̯̝̭̦͇̘̼̄̇͌͐͠r̷̛͔͆̂̓à̶̧̩̤̦̬̥̎v̸͕͉͈̘̺͕̍ë̶̡̠̮͇̼͕̰̐̍͐͝l̶̬̿̒̿́͒̿̈́̎̕?̸͇̟̮͓̲̦͐͑͆”