#ft rowan

[dancingdanvers]

📸 + rowan

send 📸 for an instagram post about your muse

[dancingdanvers]

🌠 A song for our muses - Rowan.

Never Gonna Let You Down - Colbie Caillat

I'm never gonna let you down I'm always gonna build you up When you're feeling lost I will always find you love I'm never gonna walk away I'm always gonna have your back And if nothing else, you can always count on that When you need me I promise I will never let you down

Sloane - Aubrey - Julia

[mickeyvillegas]

👁️

👁️  :    your  muse  is  watching  mine  sleep ,   when  my  muse  suddenly  wakes  up   &   catches  them .

Golden boy, whose sooty lashes cast long shadows against the bronze planes of his cheek- if he was Eros, the tip of his famous arrows had pierced his own chest: Apollo would no longer lust over Daphne, both gods could tangle in the throes of love for another. Orion had earned a constellation and he was jealous of pattern in stars and by the shell of Rowan’s ear, Mickey murmured his desire for the two of them to have an entire galaxy. Most days he felt as though his belly swam full of celestial fragments, and the feeling had seeped into the quiet hours of evening, where the other man slept. He wanted to trace the outline of his lips, to disturb him as he committed the shape of his brow to muscle memory, memorizing the way that he felt even in the dark, even without sight.

( I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. )

It was a weak thing, to miss someone so fervently when they rest- to crave the curve of Rowan’s laughter by his ear and the warmth of his mouth, he supposed that he could have closed his eyes as well, settled into an arm that splayed against the cotton sheets where his own body normally would have laid. Instead, he whispered a phrase that they’d volleyed so many times before; Nyx would be their witness and the goddess of night would carry the oath to her own bed. “I love you.”

Rowan stirred and Mickey’s heart catapulted into action, like a rabbit at the sight of a foxes’ russet fur, but instead of moving he stayed stock still, a shadow waiting for Peter Pan to reach out and reclaim. A sleepy smile curved upon Rowan’s mouth and Apollo yawned and cracked open an eye to peer back at him. “You mean that?”

He could have spoken, vocalized a response, but instead they tumbled together; two forms becoming one and he answered in the press of hungry lips to skin. 

[serena-stein]

[micahofengland-blog]

☤ ⚜ ♡

☤ - Have you ever had to go to the emergency room? Why? 

several times. I played sports all through high school and i’ve gotten hurt A LOT. fav trip was when I tore my meniscus in my knee during a field hockey game, i got ice cream.

⚜ - If you role play more then one muse, do you have a favourite? 

Carter is by far my favorite out of any rp i’ve ever been in. she’s my child.

♡ - OTP for your muse? 

because i’m clexa trash i’ve got to say carter & rowan. BUTTTT if carter was into guys i’d totally say carter and mikk because they’re soulmates.