#mind-the-muses

[malumxsubest]

@mind-the-muses asked : “So… You’re friends with my dada Rob?” A little girl with big brown eyes asks.

it wasn't often where she indulges in one-night stands. but last night, was one of the most grueling nights she had ever experienced. in her own bloody nightclub of all places! she knew she had to release some of the tension. and what better way to do so was by having her brains fucked out of her until she was dumb and pleading.

however, there was one thing she hadn't anticipated for, and that was accidentally staying over night. well..., make it two things... her breath hitched to her throat and her eyes snap open to see a child on her stomach, with her big brown eyes peering down at her curiously. she almost released an expletive from shock, but she bit down her tongue from doing so. thankfully, she had toss whatever shirt she had found laying around on from the night prior and tucked the blanket up to her collarbone. protecting her modesty from the poor girl.

she'd usually be able to sense another presence easily without so much of an issue. this though... this had taken the cake. damn, perhaps she was thoroughly exhausted to not be roused immediately from her meditative state the moment the child, rob's child, decided to perch on her tummy. amelia could only gap at the child for a moment, her eyes round almost owlishly. " uh.. erm, well, you can say that yes. i'm his friend. i'm... i'm lia. you are, little one? "

[ivegotforever]

“Of course.“ Jack’s phone is gripped firmly in his hand as he tries to gauge Brax’s reaction. It had been some time since they saw each other—longer than he should have been away. He had abandoned a friend and it was a regret that Jack wanted to fix.

He is tentative as he sits down across from the other. The captain is a bundle of nerves as he quickly makes the order, shoving the phone into his pocket so they could attempt a conversation. Not that Jack deserved to be forgiven—he wasn’t going to look for one—but he wanted to apologize to Brax and try explaining his departure. “So——” how can you make small talk without being so awkward? “You’re looking well.“

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[succubussass]

Theo spin around baring her teeth “ listen here you fucking fur ball , I suggest you get your hands off of me before I cut a paw off and send you limping back to your Alpha” she growled as she glared at the pack in front of her .

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[ourwrittenstories-arch]

Flowers and Oil

Closed Starter @mind-the-muses

Thursday afternoons usually found Inessa alone in her flower shop as most people waited until the weekend to buy flowers. Sure, she had a few orders to work on, and the occasional old lady who never actually bought anything, but for the most part Thursdays were her deadest days. It was actually quite boring and a little lonely if she was honest. Typically she could people watch or set some flowers outside to get some actual sun, and draw in customers, but it was raining fairly hard outside so no one was in the mood to window shop. There were a couple plants still outside drinking in the fresh cool rain but the majority were in her shop, her only company for the day

The blonde looked longingly outside the windows as she sipped her dandelion tea and kept trying to will someone into appearance. It took about eight minutes before she realized how pathetic she was. Oh well. She sighed and turned in her stool on the counter and began waving her hands over a plant of dying lily of the valleys. They were being exceedingly picky this season and always needed her to pepper them up. Maybe they were lonely too? She made sure her body was hiding what her hands were doing incase anyone decided to walk by and thank goodness too as the sweet three bell jingle at her entrance chimed to let her know she had a customer.

Grinning with a childlike giddiness she turned in her stool and only beamed brighter when she saw who it was. "Warren! You're back sooner than usual, miss me already?" Nessy teased, the handsome older man that had quickly become her favorite regular making the butterflies in her tummy do somersaults. "What can I do for you today?"

[xwolfbonds]

Scott looked at his partner over the rim of his martini glass. “I’m not sure I understand why we had to dress up like this.” He shifted uncomfortably in the silk shirt he’d borrowed from Yujiro’s closet and tugged on the tight Armani jacket that was cutting off circulation to his arms.

Yujiro had always been a handsome man. He has an air of mystery around him. His short hair is just long enough in the front that it tumbles over one eye just the right amount to make anyone who watches want to brush it back for him. Scott was used to people staring at Yujiro, but he wasn’t used to them being so bold about it.

Scott had caught her again. The woman who had been staring at Yujiro since the moment they walked in. Since he and his friend were supposed to be on this big ‘date night.’ Scott huffed, grinning as he thought about the only reasonable thing he could do.

With his free hand, he caresses his friend’s chin, turning Yujiro’s head, so they sat facing each other and kissed him. It was a kiss that was too long. Too much tongue; one that often left them breathless when it ended.

“Well, if that doesn’t convince people we’re together, then I don’t know what will.”

The suite was large and lavish, containing everything one could imagine, from champagne glasses clinking against each other to an elaborate sushi spread that would give any connoisseur joy just looking at it in person. All around them were people dressed extravagantly who spoke like they owned every inch of this building where they had come for what was one of Tokyo’s most high profile social events.

“I know I’m a good kisser and all, but do you think you can walk? We still need to find that artifact. What is it you’re needing my magic to steal?”

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[thebruisxr]

@mind-the-muses​ | continued

Evan gave the other man a soft, sleepy smile when he reacted to the slap, scratched his head, and went to the refrigerator. “Sorry, I’m a bit... naughty in the morning.” He chuckled, taking out the milk for his coffee and some juice. “You makin’ eggs with that? I can start on those if you need me to, babe.” He offered before reaching back inside the fridge for the eggs. “I can’t fry an egg that well, so... hope you don’t mind ‘em scrambled.”

[fixedxpoint-archive]

  “Don’ have any on me but I c’n go grab a pack of whatever y’want.” Jack knew that he stopped by without calling after not telling Braxton where he’d gone. Still this was not a side that the captain had seen very often.

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[panamastayed]

@mind-the-muses said:

“That almost sounds too good to be true.” - Elias

A GRUNT escapes him, HEAD dipping a little from VISIBLE frustration on his features as HE LOOMS over the ground below with a PENSIVE if not angered stare, SILENT for a long while before he moves back, VANISHING into a puff of black smoke only to reappear within the COMFORTABLE touch of the dark shadows on the roof, HIDING himself. VISAGE darkened as he LEERS as the man who he’d now had to encounter FOUR times ( if not more, he’d lost count already ).

HE ISN’T much of a people person, LEAST of all looking as the ABOMINATION he was today, but it appeared as though this man was REALLY not getting the hint, A GRUFF tone comes from him as he nearly BARES his teeth trying to choke back his VIOLENCE just long enough to earn himself a TAD of leeway to make a quick getaway.

“DUNNO why y’keep followin’ me ‘round but I DON’ think y’understand th’meanin’ A NO.”

HE GRUNTS, eyes locked onto the other man with his BROW furrowed deep, CREASED TO a point where his expression is clear EVER amidst the shadowy darkness.

“M’GONNA SAY THIS one last time, STAY th’fuck away from me, M’WARNIN’ ya, yer gonna regret FOLLOWIN’ me ‘round.”