#impulsemuse

[cowboyruckus]

‘I... AM GONNA need more whiskey if this is the kinda conversation we’re having.’       He’s only had two glasses. He’s nowhere near intoxicated enough for this. @impulsemuse​

[seesgood]

this is usually where their nights end. here. at her doorstep. her saying she’ll see him some other day this week at the gym where they’ll inevitably cross paths again ( mostly of her own determination. she only goes for him. ) but tonight, she doesn’t want it to end. not for the reasons he probably thinks. it’s just...tonight, of any night, she can’t be alone.  ❝ i don’t want to be presumptuous. ‘cause i’m not trying to like...take advantage of you or anything i just...do you want to come in? and maybe...stay? ❞  there’s no easy way to ask. usually, she’d ask elena --- but she’s working. and bonnie’s in prague ( she thinks? ).  ❝ i just, um, don’t really want to be alone and i know it’s weird but this night always sucks and i could use some company. we can keep it totally pg, if you want. g, even. ❞          /          @impulsemuse​   +   fighter hael ! 

[gregorymancs]

( @impulsemuse​ ) « starter call for jenna

               “SO I HEARD that you were military.” It was a decent place to start, considering Alex had run off with Max Evans and left Greg and Deputy Cameron with their hands in their pockets. He leaned against his car, waiting for Alex and Max to return from getting the gift they’d spotted for Isobel the last time they’d visited the Rez. It had been a surprise, seeing them back so soon and seeing a new friend with them, but Greg was just.... happy Alex was coming again. And more often. — Beside, it was always cool to meet new people. 

“What branch?”

[maternephilim-archive]

Send “Morning after” for our muses to wake up after a night of lovemaking    impulsemuse said:“Morning after” (from Hael -shrug emoji-)

𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒. there is a satisfied sound coming through her nose as she turns on her sleep, head searching for the pillow and finding firm chest as a better resting place. it takes her a moment to wake up, green eyes looking up to stare at the man before her. there is a taint blush on her cheeks, as if the memories coming through invade her brain and she has to look away. “hey. . .”she whispers once she notices he is not sleeping. sheets wrapping around her, suddenly self conscious, Kelly tries to make herself presentable, surely she was a mess. “that was. . .not to boost your ego but that was pretty great.”life-changing one could say.

[tresphds]

@impulsemuse​ 

❝ LISTEN, JENNA. I NEED TO hear YOUR side before i choose sides on what happened here. ❞ she put her hands on her hips. ❝ girls gotta give the other girl a chance first. ❞ she shrugged some.

[blessedisdeath]

@impulsemuse​ for Maka’s baby daddy, Hael

It’s not until she looks at her calendar that Makaria even remembers she has an appointment tomorrow. It’s nothing major, just a regular checkup with the doctor, but already, she’s dreading the looks. Pregnant woman, no guy with her at appointments...people assume a lot. It’s exhausting. Rubbing the baby bump that grows more each day, Makaria calls up a much used number, waiting for him to pick up before jumping right into it. 

“Please tell me you’re free at 3pm tomorrow. I don’t wanna go by myself again...” 

[deusgladio-archive]

🌻       ———      𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘  𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍  𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐀𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 impulsemuse said:“ you’re cute when you’re worried . ” (from helel)

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋. there is a deep frown on the eldest, prince of princes and he gazes down to the world around them. Their father’s new creation is creating disrupt around Heaven and he is the one putting order in the ranks. “This new creation is causing more concern than joy among the angels.” And Michael looks over at Helel and tries to relax. “And I’m far from cute. If anything. . .I’m handsome.” And that word pops on his mind with ease. “You are the cute one.”

[daevilrage-archive]

Send ‘*touches wings*’ for your muse to, you guessed it, touch my muse’s wings! impulsemuse said: *touches wings* (anael)

        𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄. 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌. he doesn’t trust others like himself, not for a long time. last time another touched him, Lucifer was sent to Hell and imprisoned and thought to be forgotten. But he is vulnerable now, sharing grace and the two of them and he is relaxed, his whole body is light and his grace is dim, the morningstar eases over when he feels her own grace reach, as her vessel and grace touch his.  he stares then, as she smooths and grooms a few of the charred feathers that constantly fall from his wings and offers a small, if not sad smile before he looks away, vessel blue eyes turning colder. “not so much the morningstar, uh?”