MULTI-MUSE.

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

*    ⟢    INKEDWATERS   :    an  independent  and  mutuals  only multimuse  featuring  characters  from  :   willow,  teen  wolf,  marvel,  fate  and  many  more.  as  loved  by  ivy.  21 + ©

“ this  is  so  creepy . ” “ you’ll  have  to  forgive  me . ” “ you  can’t  expect  me  to  stay  here  ! ” “ it’s  a  little  rough  around  the  edges ,  darling  . ” “ there  seems  to  be  some  kind  of  mistake . ” “ i’ve  done  nothing  to  feel  guilty  about . ” “ don’t  you  think  i  make  a  remarkable  queen ? ” “ snooty  cow . ” “ oh  my  god !  you  want  us  to  steal  scarlett  johansson ? ” “ you’re  only  supposed  to  blow  the  bloody  doors  off ! ” “ your  girlish  laughter  hit  me  like  the  lash  of  a  hunting  crop . ” “ no  biting ,  no  scratching  ,  kicking ,  no  gouging ,  no  kickboxing ,  no  punching ,  no  slapping ,  and  no  spitting . ” “ you  are  so  blonde . ” “ that  hurt  more  than  a  brazilian  wax . ” “ we’re  facing  the  biggest crisis  of  our  lives  and  you’re  behaving  like  a  bloody  child ! ” “ so ,  how  do  you  feel ? ” “ what  about  the  problems  we  had  with  the  last  batch ? ” “ houston ,  we  have  a  problem . ” “ you’ve  had  this  coming  since  the  day  you  arrived . ” “ i  don’t  mix  business  with  pleasure . ” “ she  who  angers  you  conquers  you . ” “ i’m  sorry ,  i  didn’t  get  your  name . ” “ i’ll  give  you  a  slap . ” “ oi .  are  you  calling  me  a  chav ? ” “ what  are  they  betting  on ? ” “ now  we’ll  see  what  she’s  made  of . ” “ i  want  you  to  come  and  pick  me  up  from  this  hell  hole  right  now . ” “ i’m  tucked  up  in  bed  watching  desperate  housewives . ” “ i  can’t  believe  what  you  just  did . ” “ i  don’t  know  what  came  over  me . ” “ if  that’s  permanent ,  i’ll  see  you  in  court . ” “ you  wanted  a  word ? ” “ no .  stupid  idea . ” “ incoming  10  degrees  south ,  possible  hostile  intruder  located . ” “ she  looks  like  she  hasn’t  got  a  pot  to  piss  in . ” “ i  daresay  you’ll  do  very  well . ” “ very  careless  of  us . ” “ you  must  try  the  latest  concoction .  it’s  a  real  beauty . ” “ have  you  been  drinking again ? ” “ go  on  .  i’m  dying  to  know  what  you  think . ” “ they’re  bloody  animals . ” “ i  think  you’ll  find  you  and  i  both  want  the  same  things . ” “ i  used  to  eat  people . ” “ hello ,  big  boy . ” “ we’re  onto  you ,  so  watch  your  backs ! ” “ what  have  they  done  to  you ? ” “ we  do  play  a  little  rough . ” “ maybe  we’ll  be  seeing  a  little  more  of  one  another . ” “ i’m  afraid  after  last  night  we’ve  only  got  smirnoff . ” “ aren’t  you  lucky ? ” “ final  demand ?  how  can  there  be  more  than  one  final  demand ? ” “ i  can’t  believe  you  haven’t  already  told  me  about  this . ” “ the  subject  of  today’s  lesson  is  crime . ” “ you’ve  gotta  search  for  the  criminal  inside  yourself . ” “ we’re  talking  mission  impossible . ” “ if  tom  cruise  can  do  it ,  so  do  we . ” “ how  do  we  get  into  the  building ? ” “ we  need  some  kind  of  cover . ” “ check  out  our  battle  cry . ” “ no  one  can  stand  in  our  way . ” “ we  are  the  best ,  so  screw  the  rest . ” “ we  do  as  we  damn  well  please . ” “ if  they  complain ,  we do  it  again . ” “ until  the  end  ,  st  trinian’s .  defenders  of  anarchy . ”

he's dreaming. it's the only explanation. this is all some strange, awful nightmare. stress is said to cause things like that, it makes sense. there's no other reason why magnus would be standing there offering to help him. lips part, though no words come to mind for a long moment, leaving him standing there staring at him. clearing his throat softly, an embarrassed flush blooming over his cheeks. " why are you helping me ? " though he tries to keep his voice steady, it still cracks, causing his fingers to curl momentarily at his sides. " i assume you aren't planning on dropping this, so fine. " that didn't mean he had to tell him, clearly that was the reason for him doing this. he just wanted to know who had hurt him, likely to use the information against him. it's with a resigned sigh that he moves towards the elevator, trying to ignore the exhaustion beginning to weigh down on his bones now the adrenaline had left his body.

his reluctant acceptance is almost enough to make him smile. though not quite. " i could leave you out here if you prefer ? " he muses , head tilted as he steps into the elevator and leans against the wall , praying that they were both quick enough not to be seen. " one of the princesses may take pity . although , we both know that not all of them can be kind . " a mocking tone the only way he can get through this ; a piece of himself he needs to maintain to ensure the lines are not completely blurred between them. " it will not take long . some ice , medicine and makeup , and you will be able to go back to your speeches or whatever dull thing it is you have to prepare for tonight . " gesturing with one hand once the doors open , he uses the other to slip his key into his fingers. " third one down . don't touch anything , and make sure you are not spotted . i'll be there soon . "

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he cannot help the shudder that runs down his spine, blue eyes lifting to take in the other's darker gaze, his own widening at the step closer he takes. despite the dread twisting his stomach to knots, it's confusion that passes over his features. " why ? so you can congratulate whoever you are picturing ? " from anyone else, it might have sounded sarcastic, but he can hear his own confusion in his voice. his gaze dips to his hand as he moves it, unable to stop the flinch that pulls his face away, eyes shuttering, a deep inhale taken to calm his frayed nerves, swallowing down the flash of pain. " it was an accident, nothing more. i was not paying enough attention and i walked past a door as it was being opened. nothing more, magnus. sorry to disappoint. " lifting a hand, waving it dismissively in the space between them. " now, if you'll excuse me. " he should find some ice, maybe the swelling wouldn't be so bad if he managed to escape magnus soon.

he'd almost be proud of him if he dared to deliver that question as coldly as he should've done , but he's left with this new , sickening feeling instead. " of course not . " he mutters , almost insulted , though how can he blame him for thinking such a thing ? " violence is cowardly , bainbridge . it's no way to handle matters . " words were his weapon of choice. though with the way the other flinches from him , he now can't help but wonder if he's been more aggressive than he intended to be with him. hands kept by his side , he snorts. eyes rolling at the lies that pour from him. lies that sound all too familiar. " give it up , bainbridge . we both know that no door did this to you . " though it's clear he won't speak the truth about it here. glancing around , ensuring they're still alone , he gestures with his hand. " come on . my room is only the next floor up . we'll find you some ice on the way . "

eyes  close  as  he  rounds  the  corner,  almost  bumping  into  the  other  prince,  gaze  immediately  shifting  towards  the  floor  in  some  desperate  hope  that  he  might  not  see  the  purpling  bruise  now  circling  his  left  eye.  but  of  course  he’d  seen.  of  course  he’d  ask.  no  doubt  some  snide  remark  calling  him  weak  and  pathetic  was  to  follow.  it’s  not  as  though  he  can  just  run  from  him,  so  instead  he  keeps  his  gaze  pinned  to  the  floor,  lifting  his  shoulders  in  a  small  shrug.  he  could  easily  tell  the  truth,  but  that  would  only  place  dorean  in  more  trouble.  “  please,  i’ve  had  a  rough  enough  morning  as  it  is.  can  we  just  forget  you  saw  this…?  ”  he  knows  the  answer  to  his  question  before  he  asks  it,  but  he  hoped  that  it  might  gain  him  at  least  a  few  more  minutes  to  attempt  to  come  up  with  some  story  that  might  explain  the  bruise  marring  his  face.  he’d  never  once  gotten  into  a  fight,  not  that  he  had  meant  to  on  this  occasion  either,  he  was  just  trying  to  help.  “  it’s  nothing  magnus.  really…  ”

whatever stupid remark he'd intended on making at the sight of him dies quickly upon his tongue , brows pulling together on his forehead instead. " bainbridge . " still unable to use his actual name , though there's an edge of concern behind the scolding tone as he takes him in. " this isn't nothing . " how could it be when it's him ? the perfect , peaceful prince , who won't even confront him even after all the years of bullying. he can't imagine anyone having an issue with him --- not to this extent at least. not when his anger towards him is limited to just words , anyway. but for some reason , the idea of it has him sick to his stomach. head tilts as he takes a slow step closer , gaze remaining pinned at the marks forming around his eye. " i'm not going to let you pass until you explain to me what happened , so i'll ask again . " leaning in , fingers lifting as if to touch him , though he very quickly pulls them back to his side. " who did this to you ? "