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⭐ bigs my eyes at u
with @thanergie, multimuse meme. — send a ⭐ and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi
kida ⇄ bell (a princess and a mermaid? need i say more 🤓)
hypatia ⇄ nora
din ⇄ adora
shawky ⇄ shaggy
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'we should take up night walking. together. to strengthen our bond.' real talk: do sam and danny need to strengthen their bond? is that something we want? that sam would want? let's ask the audience.
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@thanergie gets a starter for jem .
she's been spending too much time at her mom's apartment lately. res life has sent her dozens of texts, all threatening that if she keeps running off campus for days on end, they'll take away her single dorm and all the other cushy benefits her status as an RA grants her. ennea's lip twitches slightly as she sets her phone to do not disturb. oh, how trivial life everyday life is.
junpei has been gone for four months now. the answer to this is far from further isolation, so she tries not to feed the beast. she sits through suffocating dinners with her mother, seven, and nona. she realizes that they aren't the answer either.
her plan is to head to the library and use their wifi to do a deep dive on today's subject, musashidō kagechika. still, as she walks there, her skirt [ bright yellow and freshly thrifted, ] proves to be too long to stand. the odds of her being able to concentrate with a too - long skirt are zero. ennea takes a detour south to the campus arts center instead.
sure enough, jem is inside the costume closet. ennea lets herself in despite the fact that it's probably rude to do so after so long without speaking. even when they did, it's not like it was anything substantial. but still . . . she knew she'd be here, didn't she ?
❝ hi there. ❞ she says like some sort of haunted doll. one hand comes to grasp the length of her skirt, lifting it a little. ❝ could you take my skirt up a little ? i'll pay you. it's just bothering me. ❞
@thanergie isn't even following me yet but she gets this - for adora.
❛ ugh , this is still soooooo weird to me , ❜ glimmer muses as she stretches her wings out to their full span. she must look just as awkward as she feels right now, but it does bring her some solace to know that adora's the only one actually watching her . . . and when it comes to looking awkward, she really has no room to talk.
a gentle breeze sweeps across the gardens of bright moon, and the new queen takes a deep breath before putting her hands on her hips and whirling around to face the other. ❛ okay . as far as learning to fly weather goes , this is probably as good as it gets . i was thinking . . . you could transform into she - ra , give me a boost onto your shoulders , and i could try to kinda just — take off from there ! ❜
* prompted starter for @thanergie [ junpei ].
ghosts are needy creatures & they are also stubborn. it is a lesson abitha learned ages ago, though whenever she would come across one, she would still try to get away with whatever it is she could. which brings her here, outside of her apartment, as she’s trying to throw her trash out, when suddenly a ghost appears to make a demand. something terrible has happened to me, a figure of a young, college - age boy says. usually, these are the victims of some disastrous tragedy. & as sad as it is, abitha simply has been desensitized to such things & didn't possess the bandwidth to follow orders.
she pretends to not see him, but abitha has gained quite the reputation in the spirit realm. she didn’t realize ghosts gossiped though she supposes when you’re dead, there’s nothing left to do. after a relentless back & forth with victim number she lost count, she has no choice but to agree & to at least see what he’s talking about.
she finds herself in an active crime scene. the boy’s body lies on the ground, covered with all sorts of insects & worms, decaying & being fed back into the life within the woods it's located in. fuck me, abitha thinks but doesn’t say aloud, mainly because there is someone else there, though the exasperated eyeroll is a tell to her true state. ❝ uh, hey? fancy seeing you here. ❞ the dead boy’s ghost gives her a look that is very much : what the fuck is wrong with you? abitha ignores him. ❝ if, by any chance, you’re responsible for this dude being in this condition, if i promise not to say anything, will you let me go? ❞
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SURVEILLANCE IS THE WORST PART OF THE JOB. it demands attention olympia does not necessarily want to give, and as such, it makes her antsy as she sits in the car with a pair of binoculars, sitting next to @thanergie. given that their target is nowhere in sight, still cooped up in their home, olympia's decided to people watch, spying on the neighbours in case she finds something more interesting from them. if she were lucky, she might even find something interesting pertaining to their case itself, however doubtful she is.
it's when she spots a teenage couple with blushing cheeks as they walk home together, chatting amongst themselves. she tells clover about it, how scenic it looks, as if it were straight out of the movies when ...
₍ ₁ ₎ CLOVER FIELD : This isn't a rom-com from the nineties!
she pushes her bottom lip out into a pout as she lowers the binoculars and shifts her gaze over to the other. ❝ don't be a bummer. they're cute, don't you think? who doesn't love a little girl next door romance? ❞
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . from sam because of course
sam stops him in his tracks okay. it's only another second and danny's mouth rounds into an big old o shape, he's hovering like gravity doesn't have the balls to help him. eyes become all narrowed and curious, eyeing up the finger, then sam, then all around the two of em. he processes through a few letters of the alphabet with his tongue-in-mouth position, then, like he's agreeing to terms he hasn't heard yet, ' right. ' he leans in a fraction. ' this a shut up for a second or a shut up indefinitely? because i can do both. if it's indefinite, though, i feel like i should’ve been asked first because it's a big change. in lifestyle and stuff. '
“ you don't get credit for almost doing the right thing. ” / @thanergie
JEM IS RIGHT, AND IT MAKES LAINEY FEEL UNEASY. three people are dead. isn’t that something? two of them came back quite wrong, and one of them is definitely not making cheer practice. their complete unseriousness is building a bodycount, and no amount of reading spellbooks, drawing sigils, and even dabbling in a bit of necromancy will fix any of it. “ i’m just trying really, really hard, jem. ” it’s obvious, in the way candle wax sticks to her skin and makes her hands scaly, or the burns in her palms, or the way she’s drawn sigils, chants, everything on every space in her dorm room … that she is trying. but it’s not enough. it never is. lainey feels a lump forming in her throat, and she finds herself gazing down at her shoes. converse, drawn on, charms stuck on the shoelaces, and this makes her angrier it may be dramatic, but she can’t stand to think about her former wonder, and the way she found joy in the littlest of things, despite being outwardly hateful. strange, offputting, odd … a shaky inhale : “ i don’t want credit, i just want to be told that i’m trying. it’s hard. i’m scared, and i fucked up, and i can’t bring you back right, or lucas, and i sure as hell can’t bring back i don’t really remember her name. ”
