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@xmultimusesx
Welcome to XMultiMusesX,
A Selective Canon Divergent/OC RP Blog run by Mun Bianca/Sabaku. I write canon muses such as Remmick from Ryan Coogler's Sinners and Baelor Targaryen from A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms Some Fandoms I write include: Netflix's Godless, Fandomless OCs, and MGM's SAS: Rogue Heroes Series
If you have any questions please feel free to ask me, links to my rules and muse list are attached below - Verses are included and are always being added. 💖
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Send 🍷 for my muse's reaction to yours appearing at their door, drunk. (For Remmick because I'm insane)
Send 🍷 for my muse's reaction to yours appearing at their door, drunk.
@draigfaequeen
He wasn't asleep of course; nighttime was the time for his kind to be awake and go about their night since they couldn't during the daytime. Remmick had just been watching some TV when he heard a knock at the door - which made him raise an eyebrow. If it was someone from the hivemind he'd be able to sense them once they entered the city at least, so it wasn't one of them.
Standing up, remmick walked over to his door though the scent he caught already told him who it was. He also could smell the heavy amounts of alcohol on her as well - a drunk fae, oh boy. Opening the door, the vampire raised an eyebrow at her state - the man clearly looking like he had no plans to go anywhere with Black sweatpants and a white shite on
"Didn't take yous for the kind to get shite faced"
Hellfire and brimstone, she had half expected him to tell her he wasn't in the mood to sing or help her more than he was already. But, he was quiet for a bit longer than she was prepared for and felt anxiety chipping away at her drunken ramblings and crumbling self-confidence. The raised eyebrow almost had her apologizing for even asking and urged her to further bewilder the vampire by teleporting her sad Fae ass back home to count the whole experience as a loss.
Still, he helped her get situated and tucked into bed all the same and she went with it; tired of fighting herself and the way that sleep clawed at her insides. Her limbs felt far too heavy and she rolled onto her side, glancing at him with wary eyes before he actually sat beside her. Well, that had her lips curling a moment before she yawned and gently patted his thigh. The Fae Queen gazed at him a little longer before he started to sing and her eyes closed; purring softly the more she dozed and his lullaby pulled her under. By the time he was done, she'd drifted off, but, the purring remained until she fell into a deep slumber. @xmultimusesx
Remmick sang, he stayed until the fae queen was fast asleep and out like a dam light at last. He slipped out of the bed and made sure she was comfortable and tucked in for sleep, before walking out of the guest room and quietly closing the door behind him. Having grabbed her clothes, remmick started on getting them washed along with other clothes from his hamper that needed washing anyway.
As soon as the clothes were done washing and one, they were dried, Remmick set her clothes on the dresser in the room she was in before putting his own away. By the time morning came, the windows of his apartment were darkened automatically when a tiny bit of sunlight started to hit them - shielding the vampire from the rays but he still closed most of the curtains.
Washing his hands, remmick started on making her something to eat that might also help with whatever hangover she might gain from her drinking the night before
Lucky on Apple TV - July 15
Remmick concept art by Carlos Huante
Jack with that cap made the JOC server giggle
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SAS: Rogue Heroes (2022)
Jack O’Connell - Trial by fire interview
“Kirsh, do you like stickers? Do you want a sticker for your forehead? It says ‘Spicy’. I also have one that says ‘Mild’, if that’s more your speed!”
Krish raised his eyebrows before they furrowed - any human would label his expression as confused in truth "I would refrain from putting those anywhere on me....why don't you ask Nibs, she enjoys drawing?.." and Nibs was far away from him
Remmick kissed her with his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling his fiance close to the still somewhat sleepy vampire. His sweatpants hung low but remmick adjusted them once he let her go, lacking shirt since he'd taken a late shower and hadn't felt like putting one on. He had to though, hair dresser already warned the man he would have to wait a bit to wash his hair after dying it today
"can't let me sleep in too long, got a hair appointment" he yawned nuzzling her back before moving to greet the twins in their playpen
She hummed in the kiss they shared, embracing him as he did her before he pulled away to- oh. Ambrosine had only noticed how low her fiancé's waistband hung on his hips when he moved to adjust his sweatpants, and felt heat rise along the back of her neck and her breath catch in her chest for a moment. Careful now, she had to remind her, keeping in mind of her behavior. That she didn't look, didn't admire him, but for now, she would only admire with her eyes.
"I wouldn't let you miss it.", she chuckled, pressing a quick kiss on the highpoint of his cheek before he moved to see their girls. "You just looked so sweet that I didn't want to disturb you."
While she continued to cook breakfast, the girls stood up as their father approached them, tiny hands outstretched as doll eyes sharing his shade of blue glimmered and sparkled with delight.
"Up Da!", Isla exclaimed, her smile wide and toothy.
"Up pees!", Irene asked, not as loud as Isla but still excited to see him. The girls night and day to each other and not in their just their appearance. While Isla was more outgoing, more assertive and laughed at almost anything, Irene was still shy and mild in nature. Although, she was quicker to temper if and when it suited her.
Walking over, remmick cooed to their year-old twin girls as he picked up Isla first, before handling Irene in the other arm. Part of him still hurt at the fact he missed their first steps, the first time they'd roll onto their tummies or stand, even their first words - He'd never be able to get those moments back for his girls, his first born girls.
"Need me to stop anywhere on the way home?" Remmick asked looking to Ambrosia having missed her attempt to be slick with having noticed her husband's low riding sweatpants he fixed up. He didn't push it, even if he craved her - if she was not ready he would not make those moves.
"Won't be able to do our nightly swims till the dye sets in for a few days" He commented, but didn't mean they couldn't relax and watch moves or something at least in place of that
Send 🍷 for my muse's reaction to yours appearing at their door, drunk. (For Remmick because I'm insane)
Send 🍷 for my muse's reaction to yours appearing at their door, drunk.
@draigfaequeen
He wasn't asleep of course; nighttime was the time for his kind to be awake and go about their night since they couldn't during the daytime. Remmick had just been watching some TV when he heard a knock at the door - which made him raise an eyebrow. If it was someone from the hivemind he'd be able to sense them once they entered the city at least, so it wasn't one of them.
Standing up, remmick walked over to his door though the scent he caught already told him who it was. He also could smell the heavy amounts of alcohol on her as well - a drunk fae, oh boy. Opening the door, the vampire raised an eyebrow at her state - the man clearly looking like he had no plans to go anywhere with Black sweatpants and a white shite on
"Didn't take yous for the kind to get shite faced"
She couldn't recall if he had told her about this 'hivemind' situation before, and on the surface it seemed to make sense. But, then again, she was rather drunk with cotton in her head amidst dying adrenaline and growing exhaustion. At his words, she seemed ot deflate a little, and it finally dawned on her that perhaps she was rambling. Not to mention she was a bit of a mess trying to nudge their conversation along--somewhere, gods, anywhere but her drunkeness.
"Oh...No? Yes--maybe I'm always like this when I don't have to be professional. I don't rightly know what I was expecting from you when I showed up...I don't know any other beasties damn near as old as me in this city except you." Her hands dropped slowly and her glamour slid back into place; scales retreating and whatever bit of manic energy waning when he spoke. It was hard not to fidget and frown while her glittering amber eyes turned a bit flat and she stared at his chest. Him mentioning sleep again was sort of a cue to making her yawn and she frowned after the fact before pouting up at him finally. "I'll try to sleep if you'll help me. Sing me to sleep, Remi--please?" @xmultimusesx
They hadn't spoken too much, and he never really got too personal given some stuff he kept to himself unless she might ask - though it depended on what she might ask about of course. He just raised a bit of a confused eyebrow at her rambling and just labeled it as her mood swings were because she was drunk mostly - regardless remmick would look after her as best he could at least.
The man had her move more into the center of the bed in his guest room, before shifting the covers over her so she wasn't cold. The vampire moved to sit at her bedside, resting his back against the headboard before he started to sing an Irish lullaby
🎶On the wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling deep Angels are coming to watch o’er thy sleep Angels are coming to watch over thee So list to the wind coming over the sea Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow Lean your head over and hear the wind blow Oh, winds of the night, may your fury be crossed May no one who's dear to our island be lost Blow the winds gently, calm be the foam Shine the light brightly and guide them back home Hear the wind blow, love, hеar the wind blow Lean your head ovеr and hear the wind blow🎶
Zoey Deutch attends the Longchamp Jeremy Scott exhibit at La Maison Unique in SoHo on May 26, 2026 in New York City.
I love his armour. I love his hair. I love his beard. I love the salt and pepper. I love his nose. I love his teeth. I love his eyes. I love the way he speaks. I love the way he tosses his head back like he has hair cascading down his back.
I LOVE EVERYTHING AND THEY TOOK HIM AWAY!
A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS | S01E02 - “Seven".
bts of the scene where smoke shoots mary - video via paul sampson
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" Let me sit wit' ye fer a while.. I don't need te talk -- I just don't want ye te be alone. " -- Ciarán ( first-born-of-a-lost-hive ) to Remmy.
@first-born-of-a-lost-hive
Remmick was setting on the roof of a building at the moment outside town, abandoned not too long ago by the looks of it but it was a fine place for them to lay low and have somewhere to hunker down. Meant they could stay awhile in the area and feed at least, take a break from traveling for the moment. His blue eyes moved to look at Ciar, watching the young man join him where his sire was settled.
When remmick got into these headspaces, he isolated himself, found ways to be alone - but he wasn't alone anymore was he. Maybe for now, universe always did take what he ended up gaining and cherished after all and he hated it for that. He arms rested against his knees, his gaze turning back towards the full moon high in the sky
"......not a bad spot here" he commented finally before nodding without looking away, to the building
