#museverismo

[onceheroeslogic]

alice liked farmer's markets long before she didn't have anything better to do with her day than make art and spend time with her dog. before she quit, she never would have considered selling anything she made. but then she started making enough that it was taking up too much space in her apartment.

so that was how she'd ended up here, at a small booth with her paintings hung up on racks with fox happily sitting at her feet. fox looked up at the presence of another dog. she was well trained, but on a slow day alice noticed. she could be a little paranoid, but she was working on it. she set her book aside and looked up as the customer and his dog approached her stand. "see something you like?," she asked.

STARTER CALL | STARTER for @museverismo / arlo meyers *

[normaltothemax]

@museverismo from here

Max huffed. Crossed her arms and slumped down in her chair, scowling at the newest doctor. She already didn’t like doctors—they meant getting shots and being sick and having a broken arm because she fell out of a tree—but these ones, the ones that just wanted to talk, were even worse.

They took what she said and twisted it into bad stuff. (Well, even worse stuff.) Stuff that upset her parents. Stuff that made them talk about sending her away. Stuff that made them think she was crazy.

“Why?” Suspicion laced her tone. She clearly didn’t trust this Dr. Charles’s intentions. “…What if I say no?”

[prettytragcdies]

For Amanda Ryder. What is one of her guilty pleasures?

Send me character development questions! Anon or not, send in anything you'd like elaborated on, anything you're interested in, anything that's been left vague, or anything that strikes your fancy. For multimuses, be sure to specify the muse!

“Judge all you want, but as far as guilty pleasures go, I’ve been known to enjoy a trashy romance novel or two over the years.”

It was more than likely once again all because of Weston. Her now ex-husband never did treat her the way she deserved as soon as he started to become successful in the oil industry. She’d been left to her own devices more often than not, and while she’d never step out on her marriage, the fact that she had found herself envious of a fictional character or two was a little embarrassing. Why couldn’t he want her the way those men wanted their women?

“Author wise, I prefer Jackie Collins, but some of the Harlequins aren’t so bad.”

Now if she could only stop imagining herself and Weston as characters in one of those stories. Snap out of it, Amanda.

[protectxthem]

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Send a Ö and I’ll reveal a character I’d consider rping. | Accepting

Marcus Nightshade. He's an oc Serial Killer who just happens to be good friends with Mickey Altieri.

[protectxthem]

Multimuse questions: number 25

q’s for a multimuse! | Accepting

25. which of your muses has / would have the silliest ringtone? what would it be?

Jay.

It'd be something stupid like this

[precariousfates]

((Hi! I just wanted to send you a message to say that you have such a great collection of muses. I'm having fun reading about your fandomless ocs and about the universe. This kind of attention to detail can sometimes be rare with OCs. So I just wanted to give credit where it is due.))

//alsdfasj;dflk omg thank you so much that is so sweet of you! you have no idea how much this message means to me & how much it's helped refuel my desire to be here.

plus, your own oc's seem like rather wonderful characters & i love how they're all just everyday people.

[christianssinferno]

What drew me in: the muses, the worldbuilding/storyline. What's making me stay: the writing, and the mun for sure. :)

What drew you to my blog initially, and what, so far, has made you stay?

Aww thank you so much! I think your muses are very neat too and I look forward to interacting with them.

[protectxthem]

@museverismo asked: ▄ = telling them a joke (Jay Halstead and Lincoln)

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse --- alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible ! | accepting

Jay hardly goes out to the bars anymore unless undercover or in the need to blow off some steam via drinking. He's sitting at the bar counter, nursing his beer when he sees Lincoln sit down next to him. Jay flashes him a small smile and goes back to his drink.

He looks over at the other as he fires off a joke, Jay snorts; some of the beer that was in his mouth leaks out of his nose. He coughs and reaches for a napkin and wipes his nose before turning to Lincoln, holding out a hand to the other. "That was funny, man. I'm Jay."