#prxtty-muses

[familiaanteomnia]

@prxtty-muses​

It had been a few busy days; solving crimes nobody asked him to help solve. Ending up passed out cold on his bed in the boiler room. So it took longer than usual for him to recognize that anybody had even knocked. Getting up with a knife at the ready. Though it wasn’t necessary when saw a recognizable face. “Hey.”

[shellheadtmark2]

@prxtty-muses Does Tony know he's pretty?

he’s caviar when the rest of the world is spam.

in all seriousness, though, yeah.  tony is very aware he’s physically attractive to other people.  he makes use of it, whether consciously or unconsciously.  for him it’s a lot like flirting, it’s a mask he can hide behind when he’s nervous and anxious.  (invincible iron man 2010-ish run - post dark reign, check it, he admits exactly that.  also civil war ii.)  but he’s not unaware that physically he’s desirable.  

the thing is, though, tony doesn’t necessarily like his own face.  i don’t mean in a...he doesn’t think he’s attractive kind of way i mean that he can’t stand the sight of himself half the time.  a lot of the “excuse you, i’m a fucking gift” is an act.  it’s bluster.  it’s him being a showboat bc it’s usually covering some perceived flaw or insecurity.  he looks at himself in the mirror and sees his mistakes, sees his self-judgement, sees his shortcomings.  the only time he can meet his own gaze head on is in relation to iron man.  he was having a hard time looking at himself well before civil war and other, later fuck ups ever happened.

[archangelimichael]

@prxtty-muses

“Hello is somebody there?” Hearing the crashing noise had startled her out thinking so hard. Angling her head towards where she heard the sound. Perhaps a bit late at night, risky to investigate but what if somebody was hurt? 

[perfectdisastcr]

“Everything’s alright—It’s gonna be okay.” He tried, light coo as he looked to the young woman, trying to understand what exactly they had gotten themselves into. The danger surrounding them wasn’t part of the plan, and perhaps left their fate up in the air and Frank took a glance around, with every intention of getting them out of there. “Can you walk?” He asked, glancing back and trying to get a better a look at her, kneeling closer while offering his hand out without so much as thinking about her situation. “We need to get out of here, before it’s too late.”

@prxtty-muses | lucille & frank

[sevendeadlymusings]

@prxtty-muses Continued [Anthony and Leila] Discord here

“I did,” Anthony spoke softly, a courteous nod following the words. He didn’t often do this; attend massive social gatherings like concerts. Being around so many people made him nervous. Made him feel exposed, almost - or perhaps dangerous given his condition. All it took was one emotional outburst, but he’d gotten pretty good these days at controlling himself. If he thought otherwise, he certainly wouldn’t have come. With a gentle - yet subtly tired - smile, he glanced up at her, dark circles laying beneath his eyes. “I should say you have quite the lovely voice.”

[metalarmmantm-archive]

💖💖💖💖

For each   “💖“   I receive, I’ll tell you one way my muse shows they love someone.

Cooking. He knows how to cook, but he doesn’t do it often. He will however cook for someone he loves. Especially as a surprise.

Birthdays. He will always try to do something special for a birthday. Whether it’s a surprise party, a gift, or whatever suits the mood.

Talking about his past. It’s fucking hard for him to do. But when he truly loves someone, he’ll tell you what he remembers about his ma. Or his little sisters. Little things that he’s terrified of forgetting.

Massages. He loves to give massages. But the whole metal arm thing tends to hold him back. So once he’s over that

[wonderhevrts]

@prxtty-muses

Dominic was having a couple days off from work, so per usual, he was simply hanging out at home. He called to his favorite pizzeria and ordered his usual pizza. He was lying on the couch, playing a video game, while waiting for it. Once the doorbell rang, he got up from the couch, wearing just his slacks and headed to the door. He opened the door. “Hey.” He said, grabbing his wallet and digging for the money. When the delivery guy spoke, Dom could hear a difference in his voice from usual. “What’s wrong with you?” He asked, looking up at him, probably for the first time ever. Honestly, the guy was good looking, quite beautiful, actually.

[apostleled]

You are a 6 on the intimidation scale cuz i dunno how to approach you and I'm an anxious bean.

how intimidating am i?

// gasp!  never be scared to come talk to me.  acceptable means of approaching me include (but are not limited to!): screaming at me in all caps (this works really good only it comes with the warning that i am apt to scream back), sending me memes (if we’re mutuals and voila–we are!), tagging me in a gif of a dog (surefire way to make me fall in love with you), sending me pictures of a dog (again..this always works wonders). or!  understanding that i am just a nerd and am more than likely wondering how to approach you at the same time until one of just throws in the towel and tosses an intimidating rating in the other’s inbox.  OH WAIT!