#soulkitchened

@seeksredempticn : Dragon

Tag someone who you see as really dedicated to their muse.

The whole dash? Can I say that? Feels a bit like a cop out so if I have to single out just one person then probably Buchanan ( @soulkitchened ) Like. I'm in a discord group with this dude and the amount of fierce dedication he has for a chara who had like? 2 lines in canon is astounding and lovely!!

@soulkitchenedcell phone headcanons || accepting 

 What’s your muse’s name in my muse’s phone?      colonel mustardWhat  is your muse’s contact picture?       It’s really not flattering. At all.

What ringtone does mine have set for your muse?      Ben rickrolls everyone around him when Dave calls because his ringtone is set to Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up.

1 .  compassion .  she  doesn’t  understand  ptsd  ( or  thinks  she  doesn’t )  but  she’ll  research  it  with  the  aim  of  helping .2 .  comfort .  dave  deserves  soft  things ,  hot  drinks  and  hand - knit  sweaters .3 .  attentiveness .  she  checks  up  on  him ,  it’s  been  a  while  since  he  had  a  motherly  figure  in  his  life .  she  wants  to  make  sure  he’s  all  right .4 .  outings .  grace  likes  to  be  out  on  her  own  but  dave’s  more  than  invited  to  any  excursions .  she  likes  having  him  around  when  she’s  exploring .5 .  interest .  she  likes  to  hear  him  talk  about  anything ,  everything .  his  hobbies ,  his  home  life ,  about  his  family  and  where  he’s  from .

HE RUBS the back of his neck for a second, LEANING forward and studying the page before him, SO LOST in thought he swears he could drown in the INK on the page before a SHALLOW breath escapes him, a HAND running over his face before HE FALLS into the back of his chair and stretches a bit.

        ❛    i  don’t  mean  to  pry,  but  why  are  you  here ?   what  brought  you  to  hadestown ?   ❜   she  supposed  she  could  take  a  guess  at  it  ------  desperation  and  the  promise  of  a  better  place  than  the  world  above  from  a  very  convincing  man,  just  like  her  and  probably  all  the  other  workers  down  there.   but  if  he  had  something  else  to  bring  to  the  table,  she  was  all  ears;  not  like  they’d  be  running  out  of  time  for  anything,  anyway.

       she’s  never  been  good  at  the  whole  friends  thing.  growing  up,  she  was  always  a  little  too  loud,  a  little  too  headstrong,  a  little  too  cynical  for  anyone’s  tastes  to  hang  around  for  long.   though  she  supposed  it  was  partially  her  fault  too;  eurydice  liked  doing  things  alone,  and  attachments ?   from  her  record  of  running  away  from  the  three  families  that  had  taken  her  under  their  care  before  she  was  old  enough  to  be  out  on  her  own  in  the  world,  clearly  attachments  weren’t  something  she  was  good  at.   not  until  orpheus,  at  least,  and  with  how  that  ended  up...  as  much  as  she  loved  him  and  ached  for  him  down  in  hell,  sometimes  she  couldn’t  help  but  think  that  maybe  things  might  be  different  if  she  hadn’t  let  him  take  her  home.

all  eurydice  wanted  now  was  him,  regardless.   but  perhaps  someone  she  could  at  least  tolerate  in  hadestown  wouldn’t  be  so  bad.   ❛    well,  thanks.   that’s  probably  the  nicest  thing  i’ve  heard  down  here  in  a  long  time.    ❜   she  cracks  a  smile  though  it  doesn’t  quite  reach  her  eyes.   ❛    i  guess  you’re  not  so  bad.    ❜

@soulkitchened​ : ❝ no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous. ❞

          𝐎𝐇, 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄  shaping out to be.     well, there was quite the bit of damage to the poor cityscape below, but it was a small price to be paid in the end.     situated atop a building,  rather comfortably as a matter of fact,  quentin watches the carnage of his latest creation take effect.     the elementals were his best story yet, the one currently ravaging the innocent city was a monstrous creature made of jagged earth.     or, rather, that’s what the folks down below were lead to believe.     and at the center of the battle was mysterio himself, the latest symbol in heroics, defending till his last breath.     it was all too easy.