HOW DOES YOUR MUSE PERCEIVE MY MUSE? ( Bonus Points For Adding Initial Impressions Versus How Their Opinion

HOW DOES YOUR MUSE PERCEIVE MY MUSE?  (  bonus points for adding initial impressions versus how their opinion has changed and developed over time  ). 

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private , selective , original &* canon mostly horror multi - muse . featuring numerous fandoms . by : nova , thirty , est.

it reminded him of those days where he was still a little boy who marched to the beat of his own drum, running down to the beach with a steel cage trying to catch as many crabs he could for dinner, risking his fingers along the way. it was nostalgic at its finest, and it made him miss those old days of just focusing on ensuring his sisters safety. after all, big brothers were their sisters keepers.

he sighed, for once— he felt relaxed. he didn't have to worry about someone trying to mug him, didn't have to worry about pleasing anyone out here other than himself. he could finally drop the mask, wear shoes that were his own. “ nah, i get it. the city isn't for everyone. "

ok but on the real? seconding karl from RE but i'm tossing in David from The Lost Boys.

ah, my husband. i would smooch him if i could. if you like david, low-key suggest skinner sweet and cassidy from the preacher comics btw.

everyone is mad at me, and for what? i’m not the bad guy here. where was the sympathy for me when rhea literally tore my shoulder out of my socket and put me on the shelf for eight months? there wasn’t any. so you know what? eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a shoulder for a shoulder. this is karma at its very finest.

independent and private writing blog for liv morgan of wwe. kayfabe based only. will contain mature content, follow at your own discretion. penned by evie , she / they , 29.

“ nah. " it was such a nonchalant response that he somehow managed to muster up. he couldn't help it, the blood felt good against his skin. second nature. “ like you takin' care of me, can't get that if i'm not all bloodied and bruised. "

although really, he liked how casual the intimacy was. she didn't linger too long when she held his jaw inside her palm, didn't point out the obvious; didn't make some smart—ass remark about his beard growing greys or his eyes becoming soft in the light. made things less awkward, easier to manage.