4. in an airplane one muse has to be quiet while the other muse plays with them in their seats. (first class, of course! from prxfessors: madison x noah)
All those years of hard labor finally paid off. Being able to experience first class was something that she dreamed of ever since she was a little kid. Today, whilst on their international flight, that had become a reality. Her lip curled in and canines pressed down to mute her. They still had about twelve hours left of their flight and Noah had began to explore her body in ways that he knew would get a reaction. Thankfully, they were basically inside of a cubicle with the only way to see inside was to look from above. Glancing over at him, Madison gave him a challenging expression as her cheeks turned rosey from his hand on her thigh. "You are becomin' quite brave aren't you, my love?"
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❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞ - from Max (@mdnigtspooks )
" Look, I've dealt with real witches and crazy things but what I don't like is gore, " the blonde said, mostly into his shoulder. She could deal with small things, a skinned knee or accidental cut, but full blown UNNEEDED gore? Not so much.
@headstrongblake asked: wherever you are, i'm coming, i swear. meme.
the thing is, clarke believes octavia. there's not a single fiber in her being that doesn't. because the brunette has always been the type of person to say something only if she means it, and there's not a promise that clarke can remember ever being broken. but that's what worries her, in this instance, if she's being honest. if the fog clogging her thoughts would just clear long enough, she'd say that, too. but the phone still feels a bit like a dream in her hand, and it's still unclear if she's hallucinating this entire conversation. how long had she been here? how long had she been missing?
she doesn't know any of that, but she does know it's not safe. that she doesn't want the other woman here with her, even if that's exactly all that she wants.
"t--tavi, no.." the words slur more than she cares for, and they're barely audible, but she's pretty confident they actually came out finally. the sounds of her own voice seems to vibrate around in the space near her, forcing her to squeeze her eyes tighter than they already were. this conversation would be so much easier if she didn't feel like her head was going to explode at any moment. "don't." the ache gets stronger, but so does her voice, and she forces the next bit out between gritted teeth. "not safe."
and it's not. she remembers that much. remembers screeching tires, and streaks of yellow. remembers thinking how it was going to hurt, and the almost immediate darkness that overtook her mind. remembers the stabbing pain that felt like it was centered in her head, the dull throbbing ache that consumed the rest of her body. she can also still feel the way the seatbelt digs into her chest, how her jeep keeps swaying precariously. she doesn't want octavia anywhere near the mess she's found herself in.
not that it seems to matter. the other woman is rambling on again, promising everything was going to be okay. that they were going to find clarke. her voice is decidedly more distant, though, and it takes what feels like forever to realize that it's because the phone has slipped out of her hand. a fleeting thought of, oh that's not good, flickers through before she finds herself lost once more in the sweet bliss of darkness.
big spoon/little spoon: they don’t feel like the spooning type to me. if they do, stephen’s probably the big spoon, but i more so see them as the type to cuddle where they land if they’re cuddling at all.
favorite non-sexual activity: they feel like gig people first off just as far as like social outings go the type that would go to whatever bar or basement had live music because they have hipster inclinations. but i think they also spend a good amount of time just holed up along together not even doing anything in particular she’s painting he’s playing clash of clans on his phone they’re just vibing <3
who uses all the hot water: very tough call but probably stephen <3 i think bree likes a good hot shower but knows how to be reasonable about it and get in and get out.
most trivial thing they fight over: most trivial again probably goes back to them being hipsters arguing about who’s music is better n who should get to control the aux when they’re driving around together.
what has a season pass on their dvr/who controls the netflix queue: bree. stephen again stays playing games on his phone which is probably something else they got into trivial fights about because he’d turn on some insane period piece mobster show and then not even pay attention so it became bree’s job to pick that kind of thing out.
who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: they both would but stephen probably takes more pride in doing it than bree who just wants the heat back on.
who steals the blankets: faith. but she’s allowed, because she does have to call the super, so it’s just fair.
who leaves their stuff around: i think bree has hobbies that take up more space like her art stuff can spread and kind of get left where she’s working on it just because you don’t wanna pack it up before you know ur done. but stephen kind of stays losing shit so like he’s more likely to leave random dishes or work keys and stuff just sitting around.
who remembers to buy the milk: they both do <3 but again stephen probably takes some kind of pride in being the person who remembers.
who remembers anniversaries: they both remember the big stuff, but i think stephen remembers like the little things that may seem more silly to try and commemorate like the day she became his emergency contact or the first time they went out of town together.
who cooks normally?: stephen genuinely enjoys cooking and is decent so i think he would offer to take this over. if bree also likes cooking they can split it but i think he would like enjoy getting to be that person he thinks it’s very subversive and cool.
how often do they fight?: more often than they would like :pensive: like a lack of communication is just a huge deal here because they’re both people who take the feedback they get and act accordingly without like making an attempt to actually discuss something bugging them until it’s too late and they’re fighting. </3
what do they do when they’re away from each other?: they keep in touch but not obsessively because like when they’re Together if they’re apart it’s usually just because they’re busy or have something specific they’re doing so there’ll be like a nightly text/twitter dm check in kind of vibe maybe but nothing too obsessive.
nicknames for each other?: i don’t think they’re big pet name people. the ones they do have are like dorky ones that started ironically and then they actually stuck. like stud and nutter butter or something insane like that they didn’t intend to be anything at all but here they are way later. stephen called her an earnest “hon” once and got roasted he learned his lesson.
what would they get each other for gifts?: bree’s the better gift giver just because she’s the creative one and i think that’s a currency that goes far for them. like gifts between them are usually lighthearted kind of things meant to make the other smile or laugh or something based on little inside jokes or things they notice about the other.
who kissed who first?: bree because stephen’s a pussy <3
who made the first move?: stephen but it was so awkward and clumsy he basically walked away assuming he had fucked it up big time so bree had to make like the second first move in confirming that no she did still have interest in him somehow.
who remembers things?: they both do <3 i think stephen thinks he does until one day they’re arguing and bree could absolutely be the type to be like oh is that how you feel? because two weeks ago when you were on the couch drinking blue hawaiian punch you felt differently.
who cusses more?: stephen but not by a lot i feel like bree could get into it.
YOU DON’T GO ANYWHERE. you stay inside your flesh and bone. it is not that you are tethered to your body, it is that you are your body and only your body. YOU DECAY — as all things decay, AND YOU BECOME BONE + EARTH. you become the worms. you become the apple tree that tangles its roots through the gaps between your bones + feeds upon the earth that you became. you become the bird that eats the apple of the tree. you become egg + nestling. you become egg-eating fox. you become a laughing child stealing sour apples FROM THE TREE ABOVE YOUR GRAVE.
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@thatprettylittlething asked: stories of mutilation and death. were you paying attention? / accepting.
he knows that tone, and he knows he's in trouble, but instead of taking it seriously stiles decides to just --- well, dig his hole deeper. head tilts towards her, eyes blinking slowly before he offers a crooked smirk. "it's the same as always, why would i need to pay attention? something bad happened, some big evil is here, and we're all in danger." he pauses, brow lifting higher, fingers tapping against the table. "i'll probably be used as the punching bag at some point, scott will ignore my advice until the absolute last minute, you'll come up with a plan that he actually uses, and he'll save the day just in the nick of time." okay, if he sounds a little bitter, it's because he is. stiles is tired. exhausted. and while he'll definitely help when the time is needed, right now he's going to be a little shit and uncooperative as possible. no matter that he'll get fussed at by lydia.
Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:
NAME: Sir
RINGTONE: It flips constantly. Normally she has her sound off and is on vibrate but it has been known to sound off the following:
The Jonathan Creek theme song ( ‘Danse Macabre’ by Saint-Saëns)
The Big Brother theme ( may or may not have been changed to this when around Sherlock one day without her knowledge; she didn’t bother changing it for a while. It was immensely amusing...)
QI theme ( for obvious reasons )
As you can see, Anthea likes themes...
PICTURE:
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: Need I be truly concerned this time? -MH
LAST TEXT SENT: They’re too easy. I need a challenge.
@hvnlysent asked: yeah, i have about a billion objections to this. accepting.
"but!" deep brown eyes widen as her lips pull down in an automatic pout, head poking out of the blankets that had completely taken over the sunken down living room of lucifer's penthouse. it was completely cut off from every other room, and... well, it wasn't quite clear how the sheets were staying where they hung ( maze had done something, and trixie had been sworn to secrecy, so she was going to pretend like it was completely normal for sheets to magically hang from the ceiling ). "we didn't go near the bar, like promised! and we didn't break any of lucifer's stuff!" okay, technically, something had broke. but maze had said it would be replaced within the next few days and no one would know the difference; so trixie was going to just feign ignorance until the new one arrived. "mommy, c'mon, before you say no --- come look! it's like a maze inside." she giggles over the word, rushing forward to grab chloe's hang, tugging her back inside to the absolute monstrosity of a fort that had taken the two nearly half the day to build.
