#multiverseofmuses

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Current list of muses;

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker/ Darth Vader

Ahsoka Tano

Darth Maul

Asajj Ventress

Savage Opress

Boba Fett

Fennec Shand

Din Djarin

General Grievous

Commander Wolffe

DC COMICS

Harleen Frances Quinzel/Harley Quinn

Pamela Lilian Isley/Poison Ivy

Selina Kyle/Catwoman

Johnathan Crane/ The Scarecrow

The Joker

MARVEL COMICS

Eddie Brock/Venom

The Scarlet Witch

Loki

Marc Spector/Moon Knight

The Boys

Billy Butcher

Queen Maeve

Kimiko

The Witcher

Geralt of Rivia

Yennefer of Vengerberg

The Magicians

Alice Quinn

Margo Hanson

Kady Orloff-Diaz

The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Zelda Spellman

Madam Satan

[cybertronsiren]

Horse, LOOSE in a Hospital

“I am fine. Really. It was a tiny faint” Symphony assured the little nursing aid fussing over him, all smiles and polite given the situation, but he’s taking that little paper cup of cold water to put the young lad at ease and maybe a small pulse of magic to go fawn over other patients who actually needed care.

He’d had a long night curbing some thrall who were a little too cocky, and before that he’d been grading papers and assignments during the day so ... Yeah. Okay. Maybe he forgot to eat something and his body had a little ... ‘Blip’ of lost consciousness but he was fine! Grab a packaged fruit salad from the cafeteria on his way out and he’d be dandy to return to class by lunch break.

Oh. Oh no. It was Barbara Lake! ... I bet that little bugger Jim had texted her!

@sparksofdaylight

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@multiverseofmuses​ sent: "Hey, Luke!" Reggie ran over to his best friend and bandmate, excitement bubbling out of him. "Just wanted to let ya know that Jane Bennet will be at our practice today." He accentuated her name with his hands, unable to hide the wide grin. "No big deal or anything."

Luke sat on the half wall in the quad, his acoustic braced over his dangling legs, plucking out chords of an unnamed melody he had been bouncing around in his head since first period. He paused only briefly to steal the pencil from his teeth and write down the progression. That is until Reggie’s sudden appearance. He set the pencil down and leaned over the guitar.

“Jane Bennet will be doing what?” Luke glanced around for a moment, certain that Reggie was trying to pull a fast one on him. But his face was too earnest. Luke frowned. Maybe someone was pulling a fast one on Reggie. He doubted it would be Jane. She was a sweet girl, and her sister was… well, Luke didn’t really have any kind words to finish that thought. So there had to be something going on that he didn’t really understand. “Okay, wait, so how is Jane Bennet going to be at a Sunset Curve practice?”

[fear-before-valor]

"Let me cook you something." (Jim for Claire. Although my Jim is pitiful compared to your immaculate portrayal!!!)

Claire rubbed her temples from where she had taken over Jim's kitchen table with her SAT prep books. "I can't ask you to do that; you're already letting me use your house to study."

Between Enrique and NotEnrique's general noise level, and her mother who was-- though it stemmed from a place of care-- far too involved in Claire's study regimen, the Lake house was almost blissfully peaceful.

"Which... thank you for this, by the way. It's a huge help."

[undeadchestnut]

~Your Forget-Me-Not playlist is literally carrying me through this heinous work day. So thank you for compiling such a lovely playlist of Stricklake feels. I hope you have a fabulous day!

T_T Thank you, it makes me so happy to hear you're enjoying it. And I really hope your day gets better!

I'd also like to extend those thanks to everyone who's suggested songs for this playlist, it was a team effort!

[cybertronsiren]

Friday night; when teachers can look forward to almost 48 hours of peace away from a classroom while the children antisocially socialise. At least, that would be the case for him if after school he also had to ensure that half of Arcadia didn’t burn down for the fifth time this week chasing after a bunch of magically equipped hooligans.

So, you take the latter out of the equation. No amulet? No ruckus. Granted, as he put the car in park and stepped out of the vehicle, Symphony had every intention of returning it. A trollhunter without an amulet was merely an already stressed teenager, but hopefully this would buy some time between the realisation, and a mix of homework/dinner time/curfew that could ensure Symphony could do his work unbothered.

Hopefully, Mrs Lake didn’t mind a someone popping by to drop off some lost property.

Knock knock…

@multiverseofmuses

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@multiverseofmuses​ plotted starter

With her mother's permission and a promise from Lizzie that she would pick up the rest of their sisters, Jane Bennet managed to get the night off from her family to help a friend. Of course, Lizzie had a thing or two to say to her. Like how Reggie Peters was a flirt, and Luke Patterson was a horrible person, and Reggie probably thought this was a date. But it wasn't, and Jane knew that. Reggie didn't ask her on a date. He asked her for dinner so they could talk.

Lizzie didn't believe her, but it didn't matter what Lizzie believed, because it could not ruin the good feeling radiating from Jane. She made her way from French class to where she and Reggie had talked, with only a minor detour to her locker to grab her book bag and the few books she would need for homework after dinner. As Reggie wasn't there yet, she waited, watching the throng of students pass as they headed home in the various modes of transportation, looking for Reggie among the crowd.

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@multiverseofmuses​‘ julie sent: "now, where else would i be?" 

Luke stared at Julie, smile growing the longer he took in her beauty. Where else would she be? He didn't really care about an answer to that question because it didn't matter. Not when she was here, perfectly haloed by the setting sun at the garage's entrance, light filtering through her tight curls.

His feet carried him toward her, his eyes searching hers the closer he got. His heart felt like a kick drum in some punk song, thundering and constant. But he didn't care if she heard it. All he wanted to know was if her heart beat as crazy as his when they were near. He dared to reach forward and brush his knuckles along her cheek. The soft skin invited him since he first held her face after the Orpheum.

He still couldn't find a good reason to answer her question because he didn't care about the answer. Not when all he could think about was kissing her -- a thought he had more often than he wanted to admit. Which left him with one question for her.

"Julie," He whispered, head bending closer to hers, thumb stroking her cheek. "Can I kiss you?"