#multi-muse-mayhem

[loki-ceo-of-mischief]

What was one of your favorite activities as a child.

Hmm... I would say drawing was my favorite activity as a child, and it still is, next to gaming ♡〜٩( ˃́▿˂̀ )۶〜♡

[women-of-mann-co]

Mein Franzose, Son allemand (Closed RP w/multi-muse-mayhem)

@multi-muse-mayhem

“If I could just... Reach...” Liesel muttered angrily to herself, bounding from her native tongue to her heavily accented English. She stood atop a stool, a box beneath one arm, and a gloved hand reaching for a first aid kit. Just as she stretched her reach a bit and her finger grazed the plastic casing, the stool shifted, sending the medic, the box, and the kit tumbling to the tile floor of the infirmary. A groan of pain left her lips as she sat up, her hands reaching for her glasses only to find them vacant from her face. 

“Verdamnft...” She growled getting on all fours and feeling around for her spectacles. “Vhy did zhis have to happen today? Now... Vhere did zhey go...” 

[mcntiroso-blog]

"You want it, don't you?" Katalia asked holding out a sealed jar of horn balm she had made herself. (DA Verse Thought I'd go a little more sfw with the prompt)

He’s already perking at the sightof the balm, horns feeling a lotmore itchier and dry than before.“I do- my horns are killing me--”

[sabretoothedmurderer]

Pro: You heal quickly Con: You heal too quickly sometimes -Aella (<.<' Such a sadist. . . -mun)

You’re just upset ya can’t do more permanent damage. 

[sabretoothedmurderer]

★ Aella (deja vu, have I done this before? It feels like it...)

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You arefamily // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

[stronguy-blog1]

@multi-muse-mayhem

Biting on her lower lip, Jennifer’s bright blue eyes flicked nervously from the retreating back of Dr. McCoy to the face of Guido as he towered above her.  "Ah, right.  Of course.“  She forced a nervous smile, as small crackle of static discharged from her shoulder into the air.  "S-sorry.”  She took a quick step away hoping she hadn’t shocked him by accident.

“Right, ah, so,” Jennifer gestured around them to the large open room with doors leading off into the rest of the first floor and an open set of stairs leading up to the second floor.  "This is the entrance hall where, ah, people, enter…“ she finished awkwardly, arms falling to her sides.

“Entrance Hall, huh? That’s pretty straight forward. What do you call the kitchen? The Eating Room?” 

Guido’s grin is so wide it threatens to split his face in half. Behind red lenses he takes in the room. It’s decorated in a conservative sort of way, which is to say, stuffy and boring. “This place could use a funky rug or two. I’m thinking zebra stripes--in purple and pink.” 

When the electricity zaps up from her, strands of his tuft stand on end, and if it were possible, the grin grows wider. He adjusts the duffle bag over his shoulder. “Hey, that’s pretty cool, Sparky.”

[the-iron-fucking-bull-blog]

(｀▽´)Ψ: Did you used to play hide-and-seek when you were little inside stores?

No, actually. I would stick quite close to my parents. That was mostly down to over-protective parents and a lot of fear on my point.

[rytsarskiy-blog]

@multi-muse-mayhem

Voltage nodded.  "Right.“  Her white hair was back in a braid, but strands of it had come loose and were now sticking to her sweaty face.  She was wearing a student’s black and yellow uniform that flattered absolutely nothing, but insulated her body to help her direct her electrical bolts from her hands.  

Around them, the Danger Room was shifting to form the next sequence for their training today.  Already tired and sore, she was ready for it to just be over.  They were working with the safety setting on minimum.  The generated threats would hold back short of killing them, but that was about it.  It made her anxious, but so far they’d managed to overcome each challenge.  

Wolverine’s rough tones filled the room.  "Yer doin’ good, but don’t get cocky.  Next exercise is timed.  Find and rescue the civilian.”  

Jennifer waited for more as an image of a city block formed around them placing them in front of the door to a condemned looking apartment building.  "Wait, who are we rescuing them from?  And how much time do we have?“  Jennifer asked frustrated by the lack of information.  

“Ya don’t always have the luxury of knowin’ that kid.  Just stay on your toes and be quick.”  Wolverine growled, irritated by her demanding tone.

Colossus looks to her with a serious expression and gives a nod. He pauses a moment and reaches out to open the door, but rethinks. “There may be a better way in than the front door--the enemy may be waiting for us on the other side. If there is a fire escape, you could head up while I distract them here, though splitting up might not be the best idea either. We may--” 

“Better stop talkin’ and start lookin’, Tin Can.” Wolverine’s voice buzzes over the speakers. Piotr’s face falls and he shakes his head. Of course he’s right. So instead of taking the cautious route, he bashes open the door and thuds inside. Before he can take too many steps inside, a energy blast is leveled at his chest. 

The beam scorches the front of his uniform. The Colossus frowns and starts off up the stairs after the simulated mutant, who had turned tail and ran. “Doubtless, there are more on the next floor!” He calls to Jennifer.