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sunny & waylon
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MEET THE MUSES !
sunny & waylon
MIN & WAYLON !
Location: Villanelle NYE Party || open to all! @salemstart
Eyes floated around the party attendees, dark hues not settling on one figure for too long as she didn’t see any foul antics at play. The glitzy outfits contrasted with that dark grey turtleneck and black trouser combo the woman sported, tonight was another night on the job, not one for celebration and partying unlike the rest of those in the spacious residence. A shadow out of the corner of her eye caught her attention, and she followed the motion to where she’d seen it flit, up those stairs that were off limits to guests. She darted around the no entry sign that had been placed there to deter anyone from going past (or, in the case of some, enticing them even moreso) and climbed the stairs quickly and quietly, looking around for signs of the offending figure in order to guide them back downstairs. She finally found the culprit, rattling a locked door that wouldn’t open, unless met with an incredible force, fruitlessly. Min cleared her throat and tucked her hands behind her back politely, lilting her head as she addressed the figure. “Excuse me, if you’re looking for the bathroom, it’s located downstairs.”
IT HAD BEEN A NUMBER OF YEARS since waylon had been to a party, not to mention one that went past midnight. the ball wasn’t even close to dropping and the blond already felt his eyes drooping, the depressants in the wine making him feel even sleepier than he usually would this time of evening. in an attempt to wake himself up, waylon determined it would be best to find the closest bathroom and decide his next plan of attack after allowing himself to reset.
however, that was easier said than done in the unfamiliar house, the hallways like a maze to the sleepy blond. waylon almost jumped out of his skin upon hearing a throat clear followed by a voice, turning abruptly on his heel and immediately regretting it when he felt the sharp pain in his knee. he winced, leaning on his cane and shifting his weight onto his good leg.
“oh, i’m sorry,” he apologized to the woman before him. only then did he realize the sign posted on the stairs, cheeks turning rosy in embarrassment that he didn’t notice it sooner. “i must have been caught up in my thoughts. you said the restroom is downstairs?”
JESSIE & WAYLON !
chuckling at his joke, it nearly goes over her head. “You know I think you’re onto something, a nice fencing helmet is just the right amount of protection one could need in these times–” it’s a silly idea, but practical nonetheless. “Pairing it with a keychain of pepper spray and I think I’m all set.” wielding a shank– anything other than a kitchen knife, she thinks would make her feel uncomfortable. there is a a fear in her mind of ever having to use it– even if it was on her person. “One of my friends,” it feels a little awkward, referring Scout to her child, since Scout Zavala was closer in age– “I’m pretty sure she has a gun– and when I was little, I used to shoot at cans lined up on a fence, but, I don’t know–” she trails off, “I just think even defending yourself it’s a tough call– hurting someone like that. I guess that makes me a bit of an easy target. Let’s just hope the powers at be consider a lock down.”
she gasps at the mental image– a full ten footer with all its ribbons and other trimmings crashing to the ground– “Oh, no. A whole Christmas tree?” it furrows her eyebrows, “I hope they’re okay! That sounds like the worst of luck, if you ask me. ”
she nods to his query. “It’s been a little hectic. I think gifting pets for the holidays is picking up a little steam. We’re booked until mid January for first time visits. I’ve been dishing out a lot of first round vaccinations for 8 week year old puppies, and putting a lot of kitties under for their fixings. I’ve been meeting a heck of a lot of new critters, and honestly it’s been the fresh air I need for this doom and gloom. Speaking of– I must request recent pictures of your little Zelda, if you’ve got em.”
“WE’LL HAVE TO GO ON A SHOPPING TRIP . . . though i’m not too sure where one goes to purchase fencing helmets and pepper spray. maybe a shopping trip via the internet will be the best bet?” the blond jests, a smile tugging on his chapped lips. the thought of wielding a gun sent a shiver down waylon’s spine, especially with the intent to maim — or even worse k i l l. he wonders if he would ever have the g u t s to pull the trigger even in a self defense situation, though it would be different when actually in such a situation. he shakes his head slightly, ridding his brain of the thoughts to refocus on the knitting needles in his hands. “yes, let’s hope that something is done and before something worse happens.”
“eighty thousand christmas related injuries are reported to hospitals and emergency rooms every year, of those over a thousand are related to christmas trees.” the statistics slip through his lips before he could even begin to think about the wellbeing of the patient he had mentioned, his cheeks growing warm when he realized. “i have hope that they’re alright, especially if hospitals are used to getting these kinds of patients. but what do i know, i’m not actually a doctor.”
the blond nods, eyes fixated on the red pearls of the sweater he was working on. “ah yes, the good ole ‘let’s get a baby animal and get upset when it grows up and isn’t cute and small anymore.’ hopefully they don’t get abandoned once the charm wears off. i’m sure getting to work with all of them is a treat, though, and good for business.” he finishes the row he was on, making a mental note of the number he was on, before pulling out his cellphone. “i think i have a few new pictures since we last talked, did i show these to you before?”
waylon; do you own any pets?
“YES! i adopted a sweet little girl a few months ago, whom i named zelda. she’s grown so much already it’s... it’s like having a kid all over again.”
sunny; looking back, is there anything in your life you wish that you could undo?
“YOU MEAN MY OVERDOSE?” there’s a long, heavy pause. “i feel like i should say yes, but... i don’t know? that was a hard time, of course, but it’s part of what makes me who i am today. not to mention, i’ve met so many unforgettable people during my recovery, i wouldn’t want to lose those relationships.”
“in other words: no. i’m the person i am today because of what i’ve been through, who knows who i’d be if i went around undoing those things.”
sunny; are you a fan of the winter season?
“I’M NOT NOT A FAN?” the dancer replies, more a question than statement. “you see, i don’t mind the snow and shit for the holidays, but i grew up in new york — most of the year was like winter. i much prefer it now that i am a bit further south.”
Santa arrived last night and he left all kinds of merry goodies at your doorstep, wrapped and labeled! Let’s see what he brought…
sunny ryan,
As a little thank you for everything you’ve done for me since I’ve been in town, some Louboutin polishes to add to your collection. You deserve it.
teddy wu.
Santa arrived last night and he left all kinds of merry goodies at your doorstep, wrapped and labeled! Let’s see what he brought...
dear waylon,
I hope that you enjoy this cozy sweater and these homemade sweets and I wish you the best Christmas and a great New Year.
andrea weber.
VAL & SUNNY !
Her frantic heartbeat slowing a bit when she recognized the dancer, she felt herself flush in embarrassment at her overreaction. She and Sunny had only reconnected recently, so the last thing Valerie wanted to do was come off as a spaz. Still, she supposed it served her well to err on the side of caution these days with people disappearing left and right. “Yeah, you’re real lucky that I’m a scaredy cat and wouldn’t actually do anything to ya. Maybe I should take a self defense class and change that—wouldn’t wanna get snatched up,” she mused. Gesturing to her current selections, Funny Girl and My Fair Lady, she shrugged casually. “Just some musicals, a couple of the classics. I was thinking of picking up a cartoon for Eugenia, but I haven’t found anything good yet. What about you?”
A SMILE TUGGED ON SUNNY’S LIPS as she witnessed the array of emotions pass valerie’s features. it was natural to be on edge as a young woman out alone, especially with the current climate, and sunny couldn’t help but feel bad for frightening her friend. “if not self defense lessons, maybe a personal safety device of some kind? you should see the arsenal i have in here...” she trails off, rummaging through her bag and listing off items “we got some mace, a pocket knife, one of those self defense key rings you can jab people with — oh! and don’t forget my trusty taser!”
the dancer nods at val’s choices, not at all surprised by the collection of musicals. “definitely nothing appropriate for any kiddos, that’s for sure — what are kids into these days, anyway? i’m not sure which i’ll actually take home, but right now i have night of the living dead, cabin in the woods, and scream — the original of course.”
SUNNY RYAN’S NEW YEAR’S EVE OUTFIT
WAYLON PIERCE’S NEW YEAR’S EVE OUTFIT
MINGUK & SUNNY !
[ caramel apple café & bistro ] @salemstart
he’s just finished a late shift, has decided to stop by the café to get something to eat and then go home and rest. he’s just getting closer to the door and he opens it to go in and makes his way to the counter when he doesn’t take notice of anyone in front of him. mostly keeps to himself, and has done since he’d gotten to the town but he looks up when it’s his turn and notice that the bag is sitting on the counter so he turns. “um, excuse me. you left this.” he says it as loud as he can without trying to startle anybody.
AFTER A PARTICULARLY GRUELING SHIFT, sunny was more than happy to get her hands on a large cup of something caffeinated and a nice warm meal. she placed her order ( a bowl of their signature french onion soup, a buttery croissant, and the largest coffee they offer ) ahead of time so, in theory, all she would need to do was pick it up and be on her way home. headphones in and music up, the dancer was in her own world as she entered caramel apple café and bistro. focused on getting her food and getting out, sunny barely noticed placing her bag on the counter top while leaving a tip in the glass jar and proceeded to walk away, bag of takeout in hand. as the song playing in her ears changes, she catches the tail end of someone’s sentence.
she turns towards the person closest to her, taking a bud out of her ear in order to hear properly, “did you say something?”
VAL & SUNS !
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Though she had grown accustomed to the myriad of strange noises that came with spending her days surrounded by children, that didn’t change the fact that, by nature, Valerie was an easily startled person. It was an attribute that the kids under her care had discovered far too quickly, which had made her the primary target of many afternoon pranks. Her already jumpy nature coupled with the strange things that had been happening in Salem recently only made the former actress even more sensitive to her surroundings. Which is why she nearly leapt out of her skin at the sound of someone approaching her from behind in the video store, momentarily distracted in her hunt for the perfect movie night film to notice them. “Oh, geez!” A mop of curly hair whipping around, brown eyes as wide as saucers, Val caught her breath when she realized that she’d merely overreacted. “Darlin’, you can’t just approach me like that without announcing yourself first—especially not with everyone talkin’ about the undead lately. You’ll give me a heart attack and I’ll drop dead right here.”
IT WAS FINALLY SUNNY’S NIGHT OFF and the dancer planned to participate in some self care. first stop was the liquor store for some much needed adult beverages, second was the video store for a movie or two to enjoy with said beverages. however, she wasn’t sure what she wanted to watch and nothing was jumping out at her as she prowled down the aisles. she picked around the indie horror section, picking up those that peaked her interest to read the synopsis. a small collection of options were beginning to form in her arms when she saw a familiar curly mane a few aisles over.
“find anything good?” she asks, peeking over the other’s shoulder to read the title in her hand. suns raises her hands in defense at val’s exclamation, practically jumping backwards to put some space between them. “sorry! i wasn’t thinking — probably a good thing i snuck up on you and not someone who would shank me.”
HELLO FRIENDS ! i apologize for being somewhat inactive here, i didn’t anticipate the holidays at work to be so emotionally exhausting but i am about to drive to see family for the next week or so! i’ll get to dms, replies, and starters in the very near future, thank you for being so patient with me~
JESSIE & WAYLON !
it was their own little thing until someone else would finally join in on the fun. knitting, while its one of the oldest hobbies in the book, isn’t very popular with Salem folk. it was an added bonus that Waylon indulged her in the early formation of the club. while the it was still in it’s beginning club phases, she’d, of course, rally her friend to sit with her while she gets her needlework in. she nods in agreement, picking a particularly olive green colored yarn, ready to start a row of knits and pearls. “You’re telling me. I was thinking of doubling up some self-defense classes, but with the recent town stirrings bringing new members and flu season in our ears, I get scared I may catch something.”
she purses her lips. Waylon has a point. “You’re right. I––“ finding the words is hard for the little heart in her chest. “You know, I think if something like that were to happen.” she hates thinking about it, “Well I can only hope they’d shut the town down– like a curfew of some sort. It’s scary just thinking about it.” there’s a little pout in her expressions. “I’m telling you, this town should come with it’s own warning sign!”
she giggles, changing the subject, “Sides everything else, how are things with you? Work been busy?”
KNITTING WAS A NEW HOBBY HE PICKED UP while recovering from his injury. being bedridden for what felt like ever, there were only so many video games he could play and shows to watch before he felt restless. and so he found himself youtubing videos on how to knit and crochet trying to fill the time and the void in his heart. “self defense could be a good idea. maybe i’ll have to look into canne de combat for myself,” the blond jokes lightly, considering two shades of red before settling on a dark red to compliment zelda’s tawny colored fur. “at the very least, maybe some pepper spray? they make those keychain-shank things too — i’ve seen them in the shape of cats, actually.”
“perhaps it was in the terms and services but we all skipped through and hit accept,” a smile tugs on his lips. perhaps joking during a situation like this was a bit insensitive, but waylon knew if he let himself dwell on how absolute s h i t everything was he’d be even more of a depressing mess. “i’m surprised there hasn’t been a curfew or anything implemented, but i guess without a direct threat there might not be much they can do? i don’t know, i’m a computer guy, all of this is above my pay grade.”
“oh you know, as good as it can be around this time of year. lots of people come in and out, typically your cold and flu patients but i did hear about someone who came in because their christmas tree fell on them.” of course, he wouldn’t bring up the parts about this being his first christmas alone since he married his college sweetheart, nor that he was missing his late children. “what about you? everything good at your office?”
“Odi.” “Not exactly.”
Will is Odi in the last episode of Humans He is back!
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