#m;a

[asktheseresunbrothers]

Has Ray gotten any ender"men" that find him attractive? Is he the type to let them down hard or easy, or does it depend on the type of enderperson they deal with?

[krispytm]

Magic is bullshit

[lusineinthesky]

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if i were a month, i’d be May. if i were a planet, i’d be Pluto. if i were a mythological figure, i’d be a forest nymph. if i were a sea animal, i’d be a sea turtle. if i were a piece of furniture, i’d be a lamp. if i were a gemstone, i’d be an opal. if i were a flower, i’d be a gardenia. if i were a kind of weather, i’d be light rain during sunshine. if i were a color, i’d be pink. if i were an emotion, i’d be love. if i were a fruit, i’d be a watermelon. if i were a sound, i’d be wind rustling through leaves. if i were an element, i’d be earth. if i were a place, i’d be a Redwood forest. if i were a taste, i’d be matcha tea. if i were a scent, i’d be petrichor. if i were an object, i’d be a pillow. if i were a body part, i’d be eyes. if i were a pair of shoes, i’d be ballet flats. if i were a song, i’d be Superwoman by Minzy.

[lusineinthesky]

❝ I’m not going anywhere. ❞

—- Helping that troubled friend of yours! [ x ]

Her brow furrowed, timid gaze dipping to the book in his hand. She wanted to yank it from him, burn it, and pretend it never existed. Her scrawlings, a bizarre conglomeration of whatever languages could best convey what she wanted to express at the time, filled the better portion of a small but thick, brown notebook. Fives years of observations, lessons, and even reflections ran their course in a chaotic stream of consciousness fashion. 

Her initial, gut reaction was to deny and deflect. It was just a gibberish home decor prop she’d picked up over the years to fill space and look interesting on a shelf. But as her lips parted to babble something along those lines, the sound caught in her throat. He didn’t deserve that. This wasn’t some stranger; this was Lincoln. 

Lucy swallowed and willed her breathing to steady. Gathering what meager courage she could, she still subconsciously retreated a step when she spoke, “What if I told you that what you think you know about me isn’t true, but I don’t want to lie to you anymore? Would that scare you away?”

[lusineinthesky]

“You look exhausted” (Cas)

My muse has been having the same nightmare for weeks now and it’s taking it’s toll. Send me “You look exhausted.” for my muse’s response.

Dark and heavy eyes fluttered upward, a liveliness sparked upon landing on his familiar face. His words, though laced with concern, didn’t dampen the smile from spreading across her own face. She knew she wasn’t looking her best. Her under eyes had taken on an almost bruised hue, a deep contrast to the rest of her skin which had somewhat dulled. “I’m fine,” the princess protested, voice breathy from being the first words of the day. 

Lucy shifted to reach out from under a shared blanket and affectionately caressed his worried face. Her brow wavered, furrowing for the briefest of seconds. He tended to need constant reassurance. “I’m okay, Cas. Don’t worry.”

[lusineinthesky]

be mine? (Castillian)

Send ‘be mine?’ if your muse wants to be my muses Valentine!

Infrequent attempts at cooking didn’t bode particularly well for this batch of cookies. At least Cas had gently caught her hand when she nearly mistook the salt for sugar. So they were spared a mouthful of the Dead Sea. Looking down at the tray, ready to pop into the oven, they seemed more or less decent. Right? While she was internally debating poking a few last chips into the clumps of dough, he mumbled something so outlandish that she couldn’t help the curious tilt of her bright head. 

“Be yours?” repeated the princess with a toothy grin. She bounced up to plant a quick kiss on his cheek, careful not to get her sticky, dough-y hands on him. “Okay, but maybe you should wait to see if these work out first; see if I’m worthy,” she teased with a soft laugh.

[lusineinthesky]

A Moomin doll

Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them.

Finally. Something nice. “Uwahh!” Lucy cooed, happily scooping up the doll and giving it a tight squeeze. Her body excitedly swung from side-to-side, bright smile stretching ear-to-ear, “Thank you very much!”