INDIE CANON/OC MULTIMUSE FEAT.:
DESCENDANTS, NEWSIES, AND DC COMICS MUSES
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if i look back, i am lost

izzy's playlists!
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
ojovivo
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
cherry valley forever
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dirt enthusiast
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Stranger Things

Discoholic 🪩

Origami Around

Kaledo Art
Claire Keane

titsay
tumblr dot com
Game of Thrones Daily
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

oozey mess
noise dept.
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INDIE CANON/OC MULTIMUSE FEAT.:
DESCENDANTS, NEWSIES, AND DC COMICS MUSES
(Moved here my guys 👌👌👌
INDIE CANON/OC MULTIMUSE FEAT.:
DESCENDANTS, NEWSIES, AND DC COMICS MUSES
(Noah fence but I totally didn’t write a whole ren.t verse for crutchie )
( Me a year ago: my boy gets jealous sometimes
Me now: It’s more like abandonment issues and less jealously. He fears everyone's gonna leave him and the strike did nothing to help that lmao )
(Hey all it’s been a while. I’m trash af so Like this for a R/ENT lyric starter )
dreamsofsantafe:
“What— like we could afford the Holiday Inn?” Jack chuckled wryly and threw an arm around Crutchie’s shoulders. “We can see if there are spots at any motels nearby.”
‘Why bother? Ya seen the cops are crawlin’ ‘round like roaches now a days, I ain’t even got a dollar.”
(slowly peeks at blog)
( @dreamsofsantafe liked for a RENT lyric starter )
“No room at the Holiday inn,-” Crutchie paused, his shoulders visibly slumping forward some. “Oh no...And it’s beginning to snow.”
(Hey all it’s been a while. I’m trash af so Like this for a R/ENT lyric starter )
Send my muse manipulative Anons.
Try to start a fight between them and another muse, try to dissuade them from doing something important, talk them into something dangerous. Have fun!
delanceyxbrothers:
“It’s in my own life experience that lighting my entire hand on fire and threatening to melt someone’s face does better than asking nicely… sorry.”
He’s not sorry at all
“Ya know Morris, Some time down the road you might regret being an ass ta everyone.” Crutchie said with a roll of his eyes. The little voice inside his head was probably telling him to ‘shut up, you’ll dig yourself a early grave’, But it seems he’s deciding to ignore that voice today and just be brutally honest to a guy who could easily toast him like a marshmallow. “Let me see it.” referring to the others injury.
“There are better places...”
My muse is sleeping in an odd place. Send “There are better places…” and I’ll randomize a number to see where they find them sleeping and my muse’s reaction to your muse finding them there.e
18.In a ditch
( @thcfairest )
Crutchie’s eyes peeled open and the sound of footsteps. Ever since his time in the refuge, the boy seemed to wake at even the slightest of noises. “Ah yeah probably…” The boy grinned up at the girl as he began to get to his feet. “Ain’t no harm done though see?”
ALT!
Send me “alt!” and I’ll introduce you to a character I’ve rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
( @delanceyxbrothers )
“I told you.” The boy repeated, though he didn’t seem much like a boy anymore. For now it was quite obvious what he was. his figure flickered in and out of view, slowly. The smudgy look about his persons made sense now and Noah was surprised the other hadn’t mentioned, or realized sooner. Despite his obviously odd presence, Noah’s marking on his face which seemed like a smudge of dirt, now was seen in a whole new light. A bruise from when his cheek caved in, a chilling realization of what happened to the boy 7 years ago.
moonstruckisms:
send me 🍸 for a moodboard of our muses send me 🍷 for an aesthetic of our muses send me 🍹 for a short fanfic/headcanon of our muses send me ☕️ for a mini playlist of our muses
Crutchie is so cute ok
1) “I don’t want the other fellas should see I ain’t been walkin so good”
2) PERSONALITY
3) Makes Jack tie his shoe for him
4) Is so small that the newsies CARRY HIM like a BABY
5) Calls Wiesel by his name and not “weasel” because he’s a RESPECTFUL BOY
6) “I’ll be sleepin’ on the street! In a worse neighborhood!”
7) “I got a nickel.”
8) “Hey Jack! Look what I made!”
9) Honestly you just can’t beat “this is Crutchie, by the way.”
10) “Please, Your Highness, can I do the honors?”
My muse is sleeping in an odd place. Send “There are better places...” and I’ll randomize a number to see where they find them sleeping and my muse’s reaction to your muse finding them there.
Against a brothel
Under a bridge
On a rooftop
In a barrel
On a cliff
In a tree
Among graves
In a trashcan
Along a riverbed
Half buried in sand
In the middle of a road
Upside down and hanging out of a window
In a statue’s arms
Under your muse’s bed
On a hillside
In a flower field
In a barn beside an animal
In a ditch
Under a fallen tree
In a pile of horse poop
( @frxncaise liked for a BATB lyric starter )
"How can a story never die?”