A Multitude of Muses

❤️ - Does my muse believe in true love?

📚- What’s my muse’s favorite book?

🎞 - What’s my muse’s favorite movie?

💘 - How long does it take my muse to tell her boy/girlfriend they love them?

✏️ - Is my muse right or left handed?

🗣 - Does your muse speak more than one language and if so, which one(s)?

🎓 - Did my muse graduate high school? Did my muse graduate college, where?

🐕 - Is my muse a cat or dog person?

🌹 - What is my muse’s favorite flower?

❄️ - What is my muse’s favorite season?

🔢 - Does my muse have a lucky #?

🎶 - What is my muse’s theme song?

🥃 - What is my muse’s favorite drink?

🍰 - What is her cake flavor of choice?

💍 - Does my muse want to get married?

🤰🏼 - Does my muse have/want kids?

☔️ - Does she prefer rain or snow?

🎤 - Can my muse sing? If they can sing, can they sing well and what it’s like?

😫 - What scares my muse the most?

🎹 - Can they play any instruments?

🚘 - What car does my muse have?

🎉 - What is my muse’s birthday?

💌 - Have they ever written a love letter? If they have, who did they write it for?

😤 - What is my muse’s pet peeve?

💤 - How many hours does my muse typically sleep and do they have any sleep disorders when it comes to sleeping?

🚼 - How many kids does my muse want? What genders, if preferential?

🤒 - What makes my muse feel better when they are sick and why is that?

🙏🏻 - Is my muse a religious person?

👩🏻‍🦰 - Has my muse ever dyed their hair?

👠 - Does my muse wear heels or flats?

📖 - What grades does my muse get in school (or what did they get in school?)

👫 - What sort of relationship did/does my muse have with their parents? Why?

💐 - Is my muse a hopeless romantic?

🌤 - What time does my muse get up?

🍎 - What is my muse’s favorite fruit?

👚 - What is my muse’s favorite color?

👑 - Does my muse like jewelry and if they do, what’s their favorite type?

👰🏻 - Have they ever been married before?

🤬 - Does my muse ever cuss at all?

🌱 - Is my muse allergic to anything?

Emily had been watching the bar for close to half an hour now and she knew she needed to act soon before she drew any more suspicion, there was only so many times she could browse the general store’s shelves. Just about the give up she saw it out the window. Could’ve been an angel to her, the drunken old governor stumbling down the steps and heading down an alleyway to relieve himself.

No one ever said this life was glamorous.

Fixing her hair and trying to make herself look as appealing as possible she left the store and made her way down the alley, thankfully he had finished his business by the time she got there. His drunken state made this thankfully easy, a few sweet words and flirtatious glances and he was putty in her little hands.

So distracted by what she was saying he didn’t notice her slip her hand into his jacket pocket and pull out a number of state bonds. Just as she had hoped. Once she had what she wanted, a quick knee to the groin with punch to the nose and the drunken man was sleeping his drink off in a puddle of mud.

Quickly looking the pieces of paper over, Emily folded them up and tucked them down the front of her dress. No one would be feeling around there to steal them.

Making sure no one had noticed she quickly left and made her way out of town toward her horse which waited on the outskirts for her.

@sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins

      𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐫. His drink was at the mid-way mark, and his fingertips were blanketed with the salt of pretzels that only quenched his hunger for a half hour. His eyes would wander, though. He would look towards the window, embodying a younger man that was bored of his circumstances to any observer. Rather, Sean wasn’t buying time and he held an anxious, hardened, somber view of the world. Of his life. 

      His eyes were away for a minute before he caught onto the sound of a door closing, the sharp snap of door hinges, and the jiggle of a loosened door handle. There, in stumbled footsteps and slanted posture, was the governor in all his drunken and liquored glory. His hand grabbed and lingered at his pant buttons, his hand clutched his thigh as he turned and stumbled to the alleyway. Sean was easing himself off the bar, wiping his hands on the breast of his vest, when he spotted another figure, a woman from what he could tell from her figure and hair, making her way down that very alleyway. 

      Maybe she knew him? She was such a kind-hearted being that she couldn’t fathom the thought of the man being robbed in his drunken state, or worse, falling face-first into the street. 

      He pondered over the possibilities as he cautiously sauntered along the alleyway, making enough distance between him and the other two people. The rushed gulp of liquor stuck in his throat made an uncomfortable prickle in his throat that instinctively made him clear his throat off and on. As much as he could, he tried to lower the volume of this and relieve some control on his end, he slowed his steps even further. 

      In the seclusion of the middle of two buildings, he picked up a woman’s laugh, a man’s sloppy wording, and then silence. He picked up his pace, and as he rounded the corner, the back of one building and the backyard of another, he spotted the same women from before. The drunken mayor napped in a mud mattress as the women stood before him, rearranging the front of her dress and his eyes stayed on her as she rushed out into the pool of light. 

      Sean couldn’t be sure exactly what she gathered from the man, but he came to the conclusion that perhaps he wasn’t the only one with a vendetta against the mayor. With the rough push over of the man to check his pockets, he was only able to snatch a few silver coins and there was no state bond in sight. Sean lifted his head and tried to track in his mind the exact whereabouts of the women was traveling and in little time, he spotted the women walking along a path that led to a horse, one he could only suspect was hers. 

      His hands gripped the end of his revolver as he checked over his shoulders, walking out towards farmland and prairie now and the town buildings dwindling. He quickened his steps and eased out his revolver from the security of his holster and came up behind her, pulling the hammer and leveling the gun to her head, pushing it between strands of hair. He lifted a hand and shoved it against her mouth, curling his fingers along her cheek, feeling the slight indenting of teeth. 

Foolishly she had thought she would be able to make a quick getaway, she was usually so careful. Unless they hadn’t seen her go after the bonds and they wanted something else from her? 

The thought made her sick and she thought for a brief moment she had made it, only a few strides from her horse, Bessy, she could see her bag and guns sat there waiting for her but before she could take the final few steps she felt the cold metal against the back of her head. 

Instinctively she slowly began to raise her hands but the feel of the hand on her mouth startled her and instead she dug her nails into his wrist and fingers to try and pry them off. 

The voice in her ear made her stomach churn, despite the usually welcoming accent. Not going to give up, she had been raised better than that, Emily kicked back against the shin of her assailant and threw her elbow back into their side with little care for the gun to her head. If he wanted to bonds he’d have to take them off her corpse. She wasn’t going back empty handed. 

No one ever said this life was glamorous.

Fixing her hair and trying to make herself look as appealing as possible she left the store and made her way down the alley, thankfully he had finished his business by the time she got there. His drunken state made this thankfully easy, a few sweet words and flirtatious glances and he was putty in her little hands.

So distracted by what she was saying he didn’t notice her slip her hand into his jacket pocket and pull out a number of state bonds. Just as she had hoped. Once she had what she wanted, a quick knee to the groin with punch to the nose and the drunken man was sleeping his drink off in a puddle of mud.

Quickly looking the pieces of paper over, Emily folded them up and tucked them down the front of her dress. No one would be feeling around there to steal them.

Making sure no one had noticed she quickly left and made her way out of town toward her horse which waited on the outskirts for her.

‘ are you bleeding? ’

‘ take it easy. you hit your head. ’

‘ where does it hurt? ’ 

‘ sit still and let me take a look! ’

‘ how did you get that black eye? ’ 

‘ you should see the other guy. ’ 

‘ did i say you could get out of bed? ’

‘ that’s going to leave a bruise. ’

‘ i’ll get some ice. ’ 

‘ that’s what you get for picking fights. ’

‘ are you trying to give me a heart attack? ’

‘ what’s wrong with you? ’

‘ you can barely stand. ’

‘ did you throw the first punch? ’

‘ that’s a nasty bump. ’

‘ get in the car. you’re going to the hospital. ’

‘ at least bandage it. ’ 

‘ no, you’ll get an infection. ’ 

‘ wet floor signs are there for a reason, you know. ’

‘ you’re lucky. that icicle could’ve killed you. ’

‘ where’s your gratitude? i rescued you! ’

‘ i’m calling the nurse. ’

‘ was that stupid dare worth it? ’

‘ what happened to you? ’

‘ sit down. i’ll make some hot chocolate and fix you right up. ’

‘ are those bandages? ’

‘ you need stitches. ’

‘ look out for that tree branch. ’

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

‘ lean on me. ’

‘ you got two choices: let me carry you, or die out here. take your pick. ’

‘ shit, you’re burning up. ’  

‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’

‘ lie down. ’

‘ i’m sorry. i know it hurts. here, hold my hand. ’

‘ you’re in no condition to be walking around. ’

‘ wake up! wake up! ’

‘ i don’t feel sorry for you. ’

feel free to adjust as needed!

These memes are for those who like a little sexual fun on Sunday. Feel free to edit pronouns as needed.

“Get on your knees and beg.”

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you.”

“I want you now, please… don’t make me beg anymore.”

“How badly do you want me?”

“Please don’t stop, I’ll do anything you want.”

“Keep quiet unless you want everyone to hear you.”

“You don’t want to get caught, do you?”

“Does the idea of being caught like this excite you? It does, doesn’t it?”

“Let me taste you.”

“Do you want me to show you how bad I want you?”

“How rough do you want it?”

“Where do you want me to cum?”

“I want to see your face  as you come undone.”

“I’m going to tie you to the headboard and fuck you senseless.”

Locations:

Closet: My muse grabs yours by the shirt/jacket/pants and drags them into the closet.

Wall: My muse pins yours against the wall.

Table: My muse fucks/teases yours over the table.

Couch: My muse fucks yours on the couch.

Shower: My muse fucks yours in the shower.

Floor: Our muses don’t make it to a bed.

Vehicle: Our muses have sex in a vehicle.

Outside: Our muses have sex somewhere outside/in public.

*add +reverse to make your muse the one that does it to mine.*

Symbols:

“Damn kids these days, I swear!”

“No… No, you are not being ‘hip’.“ 

“Live your life and forget your age.” 

“Aren’t you too old to be doing that?”

“You can stop lying about your age…”

“Wasn’t that a little before your time?”

“What was it like growing up back then?”

“Back in my day, we didn’t have it so easy!”

“This is what all you kids are doing, isn’t it?”

“So, did you hunt mammoths for extra credit?”

“At my age, my back goes out more than I do." 

"Should I get you a cane for your next birthday?" 

"I’m young at heart. Slightly older in other places." 

"Aren’t children supposed to respect their elders?”

“You were actually alive when ______ happened?”

“Why can’t you just grow up? You are so immature!" 

"I wish I was as old as you. Then I could do that, too.”

“Growing old is mandatory, but growing up is optional.”

"You’re only young once, but you can be immature forever.”

“History wasn’t even invented, yet, when you were in school.”

“Age is something that doesn’t matter… unless you’re a cheese.”

“Please stop trying to recapture your youth. That look died with the dinosaurs.”

(You can find a random generator here. Or send the number of your choosing instead.)

attack hugging them

falling asleep on or next to them

giving them the best back massage they’ve ever had

holding their hand for the first time

hugging them from behind when they weren’t expecting it

hugging them way too tightly

kissing their forehead or cheek

kissing their neck

kissing them softly on the lips

playfully whacking them with a pillow

sneaking up behind them and blowing a raspberry on their neck

surprise kissing them

telling them they love them for the first time

tickling them

🍺 completely drunk

🚑 bleeding in an alleyway

🔪standing behind yours with a knife

⛓tied/chained up

🌊washed up along the shore

❓ wandering the streets with no memory

✋ standing over an unmoving figure

🍽 starving

🛒 for sale

🔫 adrift in space

⚔ in the middle of a fight/battle

⚜trying to poison a high ranking official/ruler

🌩outside in a terrible storm

🚂 in the seat next to yours during traveling

🕵️‍♂️ spying on your muse

👮‍♀️ in prison

👨‍⚕️in the hospital

🛏 unconscious

🔥+ add your own!

   feel free to change pronouns / wording !

warning for bad language.

“ god, i haven’t done sambuca since i was twenty years old ! ”  

“ i’m the king of the world ! ”  

“ fuck, that is crazy. ”  

“ i like this phone. this is a nice fucking phone. ”  

“ did you want me to slice you open like i did your friend ? ”  

“ i’m the one with the fucking dick. ”  

“ i rule this fucking kingdom. ”  

“ shut the fuck up, or you die. ”  

“ what, is this not fun anymore ? ”  

“ have i failed to entertain you ? ”  

“ stop scaring the hostages. ”  

“ gets you every fucking time, man. ”  

“ are you hurt ? ”  

“ i laughed, i cried … i cried some more. ”  

“ you want to disrespect me ? ”  

“ you fucking deaf ? ”  

“ i said get the fuck out of here you chicken fuck ! ”  

“ it is brave to swim in a storm. ”  

“ you have the right to take my life, but know i will also take yours. ”  

“ i’ve never shot anyone before. ”  

“ see anything you fancy ? ”  

“ i assumed you to be speaking in code. ”  

“ i thought we could talk about this like grown ups. ”  

“ you’re a natural with a gun. ”  

“ it’s been really rough. ”  

“ he deserves to die. ”  

“ train your body, and your mind will follow. ”  

“ could you please stop swearing ? ”  

“ without family, who the fuck are we ? ”  

“ they come and they blindside you every fucking time. ”  

“ this lighter really sucks. ”  

“ so much for poetics. ”  

“ it’s truly beautiful that you are willing to die for the one you love. ”  

“ did you see that explosion ?! ”  

“ no sudden moves, okay ? ”  

“ you are brave to joke in the face of death. ”  

“ i’ll give it back to you after i cut it off. ”  

“ you are speaking out of fear. ”  

“ imagine how quickly you can succeed if you just take what you want. ”

“ you lie to me again, i will fucking kill you. ”  

“ you have ten seconds to tell me who you are before i remotely detonate the c4 under the table and this whole place explodes like a pop bottle. ”  

“ kapeesh ? i feel like that’s only an italian thing. only italians can say that. ”  

“ everything in business is so goddamn serious. ”  

“ i don’t give a fuck about your family. ”          

“ it is by my grace that your head isn’t impaled on the antenna of my car. ”

“ leave him alone, assholes ! ”  

“ a chopper ? you gotta be fucking kidding me ! ”  

“ oh, i’m as high as a kite and the greenhouse is on fire. ”  

“ we’re not all savages here. ”  

“ i know the woods are lovely, dark and deep, mate … but get the fuck up ! ”  

“ helen-fucking-keller could keep up with you. ”  

“ my heart’s aflutter in anticipation. ”  

“ i’m worried that your heart’s not in it anymore. ”  

“ you gotta hand it to the chinese. when they disemboweled you, they did it in bloody style. ”  

“ can you imagine getting shivved by this ? ”  

“ this is some fucked up foreplay, huh ? ”    

“ i thought i could handle my shit. ”  

“ insanity is doing the exact same fucking thing over and over again, expecting shit to change. ”  

“ i thought they were bullshitting me so  -  boom  -  i shot him. ”  

“ i am sorry, i don’t like the way you are looking at me ! okay ? ”  

“ do you think i am bullshitting you ? ”  

“ it’s not like i am fucking crazy. ”  

“ luck favours you. ”  

“ your sense has been clouded by others. ”  

“ you didn’t think i knew you were coming, right ? ”

“ here you are, trapped in the boxes of life like a fucking rat. ”  

“ stupid motherfucking white boy. ”

“ you think you know what it takes to fucking kill ? ”  

“ peek-a-boo motherfucker. ”  

“ you know it’s illegal to buy or chew gum anywhere in singapore ? ”    

“ you have become a victim of your own success. ”  

“ you must believe your own lie to sell it. ”  

“ tell anybody about our conversation, you’re fucking dead. ”  

“ put on your best poker face. ”  

“ cancer won’t be what kills you. ”  

“ i want you to beat him until he can’t stand up. ”  

“ i need a drink. ”  

“ these ties to your family make you weak. ”  

“ time flies when you’re having fun ! ”    

“ don’t leave me hangin’. ”

“ i have hidden a knife in my boot. ”      

“ i take no pleasure in this. ”  

“ can you fly a chopper ? ”  

“ i’ve killed so many people i’ve lost count. ”  

“Let’s play.”

“I’m gonna be a radical.“

“Girls do not play chess.“

“I could have done this at eight.“

“Intuition can’t be found in books.”

“My tranquility needs to be refurbished.”

“I didn’t play the way he thought I should.”

“I want to know what that is you’re playing.“

“I’m here because you need me to be here.”

“So, if I get hurt, I only have myself to blame.“

“I am no longer a wife, except by legal fiction.“

“It felt good. I’d never won at anything before.”

“It’s foolish to run the risk of going mad for vanity’s sake.”

“You destroy everyone you play. I can only lose so much.”

“And I’m sure that you and I are going to be good friends.“

“Stop thinking about what might have happened in the past.“

“The strongest person is the person who isn’t scared to be alone.“

“I feel safe in it. I can control it; I can dominate it. And it’s predictable.“

“My experience has taught me that what you know isn’t always important.“

“The key is not to be tentative. You have to play with absolute confidence.“

“Most times when people tell us something’s for the best, it’s for the worst.”

“The moves they applaud the loudest are the ones you make rather quickly.“

“Anger is a potent spice. A pinch wakes you up; too much dulls your senses.“

“I’m not your Guardian Angel. I’m not here to save you. Hell, I can barely save me.“

“I think you’re going to find a much different life here. A better one than you might have had.”

“Someday, you’re gonna be all alone. So you need to figure out how to take care of yourself.“

“Creativity and psychosis often go hand in hand. Or, for that matter, genius and madness.“

“Dark’s nothing to be afraid of. In fact, I’d go as far as saying there’s nothing to be afraid of. Anywhere.“

“Looks like you are at the bottom of a fucking hole. And it’s looking a lot like you dug it yourself. My advice? Stop digging.”

“I don’t know why my body is so intent on sabotaging my brain, when my brain is perfectly capable of sabotaging itself.”

“It takes a strong woman to stay by herself in a world where people will settle for anything, just to say they have something.“