#runawaymusesx

[eternalandiconic]

@runawaymusesx​ LIKED for a STARTER !

“Josie- Just the cat I was looking for,” a bright smile pulled onto her lips, red lipstick vibrantly glowing in the light. Head tilted to the side, pulling up the clipboard she had in her hand. “I was thinking a little talent show was exactly what the town needs for a little pep. And while I think the cheer squad could kick things off perfectly, I know an iconic performance from the Pussycat Dolls would be legendary.”

[tofeelthecold]

@runawaymusesx​ hit the heart.

“I need an opinion,” Hanna asked as she zipped the dress up and looked in the mirror before turning. “What do you think? It’s for some fund raiser at The Radley. I want to make a good impression since my is the manager and all but I don’t know if this is the right look.”

[laidbear]

♡                              𝐒𝐂   ,   @runawaymusesx​   |   𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞   .

he’d  watched  the  whole  thing  unfold  .  her  entrance  ,    her  order  at  the  counter  ,    the  moment  of  forgetfulness  which  found      cat   ears      left  behind  as  the  young  woman  went  to  take  her  seat  .  still  new  to  a  town  much  smaller  than  he  was  used  to  ,  bear  had  been  on  the  lookout  for  anything  worthy  of  keeping  his  attention                      and  while  leopard  print  accessories  weren’t  exactly  what  he  had  in  mind  ,      it   was   a   start   .  

lips  stained      RED      from  the       truly  disgusting       amount  of  maraschino  cherries  he’d  devoured  within  the  past  half  hour  ,  bear  took  it  upon  himself  to  slide  into  the  booth  across  from  the  current  focus  of  his  attention  ,      wiggling    eyebrows      drawing  attention  upwards  to  where  ears  now  sat  .          ❛         so   is   this   a   fetish   ,   or   more   of   a      FASHION      thing   ?        ❜                 

[glassmenagerieofmusesarc]

@runawaymusesx (For Maya?)

“Are they gone?” Jules asked peeking her head around the bathroom door to the hallway. She’d jumped back into the girls room as soon as she saw Nate and his football friends in the hallway. “I don’t feel like dealing with their shit,” she mumbled before heading to the mirror. She looked less together than usual--smudged eyeliner and glitter spreading all over her cheeks up to her temples.

[southsidelover]

The studio’s not at school - in fact, she’s never really been around these parts before, a rarity in a place as small as Riverdale - sure, she’s passed along the outside, but she’d never really known that within was a labyrinth of corridors and within one, a sound studio. It was the kind of cool that she wouldn’t have pegged to a STRAIGHT EDGE like Josie McCoy, who sang more about life than Toni suspected ever lived it... but hers were the assumption of a girl who felt that she was built up with the kind of dreams that Toni couldn’t even afford, someone who could reach for the edge of heaven and find it theirs, simply because they wanted it.

Already, she was a little late; but Toni’s crouched over, taking shots as she walks along the halls, her boot squeaking rebellion against the tiled floors, pushing pink curls, idly, from her vision. Creative hunger banging at her edges, she can’t deny it as another shot’s taken, and with reluctance, she manages to peel herself away and find that final space, the door that’s illuminated from beneath despite the faded light that fills the hallway as a whole, knocking gently, afraid that she might be INTERRUPTING SOMETHING important going on inside. 

This place had to be her dad’s - the one he occupied until he hit the road, over and over... he used to come back more, McCoy, but instead he took to playing the absentee father while her mother climbed the ambitious ladder. It hardly SQUARED WELL with her campaign of being a family woman, but why was she meant to bear the brunt of his decisions. The door opens, a grin fixed on her face as Toni lifts her camera, giving it a bit of a shake. “Sorry about that. Had to take some shots on the way in. You already started yet or am I on time?”

@runawaymusesx

[atomicjules-blog]

    ☁️    starter call for @runawaymusesx

          This party wasn’t one hosted by anyone Jules knew. It was one Kat was going to, and she invited Jules to tag along. Like what had happened at parties in the past, Kat went off somewhere and Jules went off elsewhere and now she found herself with a solo cup in her hand observing the room around her. Something Jules found herself doing often. Like she was a pair of eyes in a full room, watching like it was a movie. Though she loved to socialize and have fun, when thrown out of her element it always took her just a little bit of time to get warmed up. 

What Jules did know was that this was the party of a neighboring high school. Another girl was standing around the general kitchen area Jules was in, upon many others, but she stood out. Jules thought she looked pretty badass. “ I like your outfit.” she chimes, hoping the girl will hear her. “--I think your jacket makes you look like a modern Catwoman.”