#thosemalemuses

[corxunum]

Nika stood in the hallway outside her apartment, head resting against the wall, eyes closed. She couldn´t remember how many fights the couple had had this week alone, let alone since they started dating. Her mother had been the driving force to see Marc, an up-and-coming lawyer, and while things had been fun in the beginning, they were all but tedious now. After five years they were more or less expected to tie the knot and start a family, and maybe Nika would have been able to look past it all… if it weren´t for Luis. They had met during one of times she was out alone needing some space from Marc and it had sort of… become a habit. One she just could not shake. Luis could not be more different that Marc. With him, she felt safe, understood. Maybe that was why it was her first instinct to reach into her pocket, fish out the phone and message him. 

[ text; L ] Hi sorry to msg you this late [ text; L ] things are kinda bad over here [ text; L ] can I come over? [ text; L ] it´s fine if you´re busy

It was pathetic, she knew it. But Nika needed to see him tonight.

Closed starter for @thosemalemuses based on this. 

[filllthecrown]

closed starter for @thosemalemuses​

Leaning towards her fiancé, she murmured out of the corner of her mouth, “Did we really invite this many people?” When she was sending out the invitations, she couldn’t quite remember how many she had mailed but it didn’t feel like this much. But it made her happy that this many people did show up. Tonight had been the rehearsal dinner and the night was beginning to wind down. This weekend, she’d be married and it was still hard to believe. Bringing her glass to her lips, a figure passed in her line of sight and she felt her breath shorten. There was no way ... Distant memories came to mind, half a bottle of wine in and scribbling something on the back of an invitation. When she sent it, she had no idea that it would actually get to him. Excusing herself, she got up from the table and trailed after him until she saw him at a table towards the back. The closer she got, the more she realized that yes, it was him. Licking her lips, she reached a hand out towards his back, tapping his shoulder. “Luis?” When he turned to face her, she stepped back on instinct. Just being near him had memories flooding back involuntary. “You ... I didn’t think you’d show up,” she said with a small laugh. 

[marimelwrites]

@thosemalemuses​ - continued from your meme post here!

Gabi took a deep breath as she kept her gaze on Nick. “Do you really think that I would tell you that I love you, and not actually mean it?” She asked calmly. For a moment Gabi just stood rooted to the spot looking up at Nick in the short distance between them before she closed the gap to stand just before him. In that moment, she almost wished there wasn’t such a large height difference between them so that she could easily make him look at her and she could make her point, even though it was something that she had always loved when they’d been together before. “I mean it Nick, and I know... I know telling you now was probably stupid, and you probably don’t feel the same, and there’s a chance that telling you is only going to piss you off and you’ll hate me for doing this... I just had to tell you, I thought you should know. I can’t keep pretending anymore...” She gave a hopeless shrug and then looked down at her hands which were clasped in front of her in an attempt not to reach out and touch him.

[wanderingxmuses]

@thosemalemuses​

“   i’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.  ” (Isabella x Bobby)

Isabella had been avoiding him. Ignoring his texts, sending him to voicemail. But him standing right in front of her, was harder than she imagined. “I don’t understand why you care.” She snapped as she turned her body away from him. She couldn’t look him in the eyes, if she did she knew that she would breakdown. He had been her rock, the person she could tell anything to. But Kaitlyn knew about them, she couldn’t make him pick between her and his sister so she chose for him. There was a part of her that regretted trying to cut him. The last few weeks had been the loneliest she ever felt, yet here she was with him right in front of her and still the words failed to leave her mouth. She couldn’t tell him the truth. Not like this. 

[enxgmatics]

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. (Any pairing you like)

Alexandra: K so the blue one

Alexandra: or this one 

Alexandra: [[attach image]]

Alexandra: I think the suspenders go better with this one

[sweetlipsandroses]

continued from here @thosemalemuses​

“Since now.” She told him, her smile still bright as she moved to stand in front of him. He was working long shifts, she rarely saw hi anymore. A few minutes here, an hour there, but for the most part he was just sleeping, eating, and working. That was no way to live. “So, I cleared it with the nurses, they also told me you haven’t been taking breaks like you should. So, my intervention, you being my prey, coming with me outside. We’re going to get dinner. Get some food into you, a small break.” She was wearing a cute white blouse covered in flowers and jeans with her favorite pair of sandals. Her thick rich brown hair tumbling down her shoulders in curls, and those big brown eyes staring up at him. 

[honestlyoriginal]

Sawyer was beyond late and yes, as the white rabbit would have said, ‘for a very important date.’ One of the magazine’s she took photos for was on a deadline, meaning so was she. With camera, flash drive and portfolio in hand, the blonde weaved in and out of traffic, almost elated when she discovered a parking spot (the ONLY on in a three block radius) right in front of the office. However, her moment of bliss was cut short by some hateful being pulling in. Without much recourse outside of honking her horn, the photographer leaned on the center of her steering wheel for a good 15 seconds before continuing on in search of another. Once she’d secured a spot, she sprinted down the sidewalk, jutting around innocent pedestrians, shouting apologies along the way. As soon as she reached her destination, Sawyer grimaced when she caught sight of herself in the somewhat reflective mirror. “Fucking fantastic,” she grumbled breathlessly while hastily brushing down her long blonde hair and straightening out her clothing. When she felt presentable (a subjective term), she plastered on a smile and walked into the office, making a beeline for the receptionist.. “Hi, I’m looking for the editor? We have or - “ she frowned slightly, “ - had a meeting at 10. Some asshole cut me off and took the only parking spot, so, anyway, that’s no excuse. Could you just tell him Sawyer Anderson is here to see him? Thank you.”

@thosemalemuses​

[disapprove]

@thosemalemuses​

“Hm?” Poppy glanced over her shoulder before motioning back inside of the room, shoulder hanging over her back. “I won’t be using my phone again, okay? I apologize and I already did.” There were plenty of reasons to call her back, though. Poppy rarely did her homework and manipulated others into making her tests, for example. “The assignment is coming, professor. It’s the dyslexia I’m struggling with.” Which wasn’t entirely a lie. She also hadn’t started yet. “Anything else?”