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I didn’t want to clog up the dash, so I’ll just do them in chunks. 

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" Clever. " he states it like it's a dirty word as he looks her over. Sure she might be one fresh piece but there was something in those eyes of hers that he didn't like. It was like she was looking through him when she should be looking up to him, up at him. He was after all godlike in his control over himself, in the way he was so much higher than anyone else around here. But there she is so damned arrogant. He wants to lash out. he could, couldn't he? Only his blade isn't nearby and he's afraid his manicured hands might get sore should he strangle all that breath out of her body.

Things Jack Samuels is not good at: respecting Meadow’s space. Honoring Harrison’s marriage. Being quiet while he’s getting fucked. 

He practically lives at Harrison’s place these days. He’s not Harrison’s boyfriend--he’d die before he used that word. But they snuggle while they watch TV, sext when they’re bored, and complain about the general state of the world. He’s even let Harrison show him every Nicole Kidman movie in existence and, he has to admit, she’s got talent. 

But not boyfriends. Definitely not that. 

Meadow is like a ghost, constantly floating quietly around the house. She left for the day, Samuels thinks, but it’s hard to tell, the way she creeps around. Doesn’t stop him from backing up against Harrison and teasing the other man until he throws him against the bed, pins his arms back, and fucks the shit out of him.

Jack likes being helpless. Likes it when Harrison pounds him so hard he forgets his own goddamn name. They finish, unromantically, and Harrison goes to clean himself up. Jack pulls up his pants and goes downstairs. Considers making lunch or something--he’s feeling reinvigorated, alive, and famished. When he hits the bottom of the stairs, however, his feet come to a quick stop. 

Great. Audrey. Sitting in one of the living room armchairs. How long had she been here? She might as well have been Meadow’s lawyer, for how often the woman hung around here. 

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A series of headcanon asks to delve more in-depth with what makes the muses tick! Questions range from the obscure to the obvious so as to dig further into a muse’s life and habits. || @ofmortems || accepting

Amazonite Comfort: What sorts of things bring your muse comfort in trying times? Are there any habits they have when things get difficult to help cope? 

Hanzo most likely pushes his body and mind to the extreme; as expressed in this headcanon (x), He tends to drown in the depths of his introspection, the amalgam of his thoughts, emotions, all the residual and repressed anger, frustration, hot-temper, restlessness, insomnia, etc. Whatever he is struggling with, he will strenuously push himself forward by becoming a workaholic. He would train into the deep hours of the night, meditate (to no avail), partake in his hobbies (sumi-e painting and calligraphy most of times), or even go on a run or take a dive in the depth of a deep lake. 

Amazonite Comfort: What sorts of things bring your muse comfort in trying times? Are there any habits they have when things get difficult to help cope?

He secludes and isolates himself into the depth of the frigid, glacial Arctika forest and buries himself deep in the gelid waters of the frozen lake. Kuai Liang is another one of those who self-flagellates when he trains and meditates, pushing beyond even a half-cryomancer could handle and possibly endure. Extreme measures seem to calm the tumultuous waters of his emotions and thoughts, as he plunges himself away in the hollow obsidian of darkness. 

Amazonite Comfort: What sorts of things bring your muse comfort in trying times? Are there any habits they have when things get difficult to help cope?

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