#andre muses

[onestormeynight]

Extra - Honeymoon

CW: Mild Sims Spice, Link To Full Spice

Alice and Andres decided to head to Mt. Komorebi for their honeymoon. Andres had suggested bringing Glory with them, but she had politely declined.

"This is about you and Mom," she'd said. "I can go stay with Sophie and Gabrielle in Sulani for the weekend."

Alice was nervous. She hadn't been with anyone but Sergio in her life. The idea of taking off her clothes for someone else made her uncomfortable. Andres rubbed her back in slow, calm circles.

"We don't have to do anything you don't want to," he said. "I'm just happy to be here with you."

"I want to," she said. "I'm just..."

"Me, too. A little." He sat up and kissed her. "Let's just feel out the moment, then. If it's too much, either one of us can say stop."

Once they got going, neither one of them did.

Link if you're 18+ and spicy.

[hadestown-ontheside]

guys i made a whole side blog for hadestown analysis what the freak 😭

[joanofarc]

Victor Brauner Hélène Smith, Siren of Knowledge–Locks, 1941, Musée Cantini, Marseilles.

[jequan]

[a-hell-of-a-time]

Dare he ask what discourse he walked in on now?

[emberfcrged]

but while i am here procrastinating my shower:

mav is 5'9

andres is 5'11

manon is 5'6

elliott is 6'2

erys is 5'10

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

"Debates are stupid because why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me." (Fyodor to Andre cuz I think it'd be hilarious.)

𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐: Accepting!

"Precisely, which is why I refuse to continue this conversation.

No offence."

[sardosycserokyric]

Vittore Carpaccio, The Visit of Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, to Theseus, King of Athens, c. 1495, oil on wood panel.

[fashion4standusers]

ensembles by Andre J Gronau for Central Saint Martins Fall 2021 RTW

[mojo-bro-tho]

So the other day I made a funny haha joke about a Natasha, Pierre, and The Great Comet of 1812 AU for Emmrook.

And I don’t think I could earnestly do it (at least not right now with my other project going on) but the idea of it is fucking hilarious and absolutely haunting my brain. So now my mind is plagued with “lyrical rewrites” for Great Comet except now it’s just a cracked version of DATV so I’m going to list a few that have come to mind.

“There’s a war going on out there somewhere, and Davrin/Lucanis isn’t here…” <- this would be repeated A LOT throughout the story, as the musical does. But my partner debated if Davrin of Lucanis should be Andre and both are too good for me to decide. (The going to war aspect screams Davrin and the Wardens but the being away a lot and a “prince” feels very Lucanis and if we throw Illario in there too than OH BOY)

“And this is all in your codex! You are playing a video game! Gonna have to study up a little bit if you wanna keep with the plot. Because it’s a complicated triple A title, everyone’s got nine different names. So look it up in your codex! We appreciate it, thanks a lot!” <- this would never show up but I can’t help but think about it given how meta the song Prologue is!

“Roooooooook!” “Rook ___ is young! They love Davrin/Lucanis with all their heart!” “They love Davrin/Lucanis with all their heart! Rook is young and Davrin/Lucanis isn’t here!” <- if I have time I’d honestly rewrite all of the song so we can see who the equivalent of each character is. Because honestly both work too well.

The entire song “Pierre” has Emmrich written all over it like holy shit! Like- “it’s dawned on me suddenly, and for no obvious reason, that I can’t go on living as I am. The zest of life has vanished… and only the skeleton remains! Unexpectedly vile! I used to be better, I used to be better, I used to be better…” LIKE ARE KIDDING? Are you JOKING with me right now? OH that’s what this post is gonna be about now hold the fuck on

“OooooOooooooh Emmrich, our merry learning crank. Our most dear, most kind, most smart and eccentric! A warm-hearted Nevarran of the old school. His purse is always empty, because it’s open to all. OooOooh Emmrich. Just one of a hundred sad old men, living out their final days in The Necropolis…” hswihdkwdjaodu HEY

“I think… too much. Right now, my friend fights and bleeds while I sit at home and read. Hours at a time! Hours at my screen! Anything, anything! Abandoned to distraction in order to forget we waste our lives, drowning in time. I never thought that I’d end up like this! I used to be better!”

“And the women, they all pity me because I’m married but not in love. Frozen at the center…” “Il est chermant, il n’a pas de sexe. He is charming, he has no sex.”

“There’s a ringing in my head, there’s a sickness in the world. And everyone knows but pretends that they don’t see. ‘Oh I’ll sort it out later’, but later never comes. And how many men before, good Nevarran men, believing in goodness at truth entered that door with all their teeth and hair? And left it… toothless and bald. You empty and stupid contented fellows satisfied with your place… I’m different from you! I’m different from you! I still want to do something! … Or do you struggle to? I pity you, I pity me, I pity you.”<- that’s the end of that song but fuck that goes egregiously hard as Emmrich, no?

I don’t have any official rewrites cuz I’m not settled on if Harding or Bellara is Sonya but the song Moscow except it’s fucking ROOK is great!

Skipping way ahead, the first song of Act 2 “Letters”, that song getting stuck in my head was what prompted this whole thing. “In Dragon Age Nevarra, we write letters, we write letters. We put down in writing what’s happening in our minds.” Hilarious

[mizutoyama]

Would have made Andre proud this evening. Was watching an episode of The Parisian Agency on Netflix, and one of the sons got to go to a fashion show (they said couture but it was RTW) and I correctly identified the designer, which was never named in the show, but was able to confirm by looking through the Vogue app 😁

[onestormeynight]

Grandparents

Alice, now retired from the gaming industry, was Glory's main source of childcare. Alice was happy to have the infant in her home, as was Andres. It was also how Alice ensured Zenith was given his medicine from the hospital.

"I don't think she gives him his dose when he's not here," Alice said to Andres. "The pill number is off in the bottle. She's going to make him sick if she does that."

Andres was pampering chips on the couch while Alice bounced Zenith in her arms. "He's s alright, though, Alice. He's never been sicker than a normal cold. Don't worry so much."

"Honestly I'm less worried about Zenith and more worried about my daughter. Where do you think I went wrong? Should I have put her in therapy after Sergio left us? Neil and Jonas did such a good job staying active in her life, and then there was you, I just wasn't worried about it, but now..."

"I worry about her, too. My friends still in the office are keeping an eye on her, but everyone thinks she's a little strange. They're reluctant to let her go on a mission."

Alice sighed and put Zenith on the ground for some tummy time. While he babbled and tried to sit up, the adults continued the conversation.

"They can't keep her down forever, she'll get promoted eventually and they'll have no reason to say no to her."

"What if she's right, though?"

"Don't be ridiculous, there's no evidence! She has no pictures of this woman, we've never met her and there's no indication there are humanoid Sixam aliens. It's all in her head."

"You're probably right. I just wish she'd tell us what she's hiding."

"Where did I go wrong that she feels the need to lie to me like this?"

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[pearlsintheattic]

finished reading call me by your name the other night and violently sobbed

[toranoya]

Cloaca

Andrealphus adjusts his new crown with an air of smug superiority, his icy gaze flickering with amusement as he speaks. "Ah, Citizen Stolas. For all his public missteps and sordid escapades, I must commend him on one thing. He's at least proven himself anatomically aware. A rather niche area of understanding, mind you, but one can hardly fault him for recognizing that he, myself, my dear sister Stella, his daughter, and a certain squawking feather-duster share the, shall we say, universal simplicity of a cloaca." He chuckles, the sound sharp and condescending, as he swirls a glass of wine in his hand.

"At the very least, it shows he’s capable of grasping some common ground. Pity he couldn’t extend that competence to maintaining a modicum of dignity in his station. But alas, I suppose even shared biology has its limits in fostering decorum."

[@botanikos

[syanelumalessil]

Finally, found my newest bias from the Philippines after several long deliberations. thank u for making the last few weeks meaningful, making me smile, u will be 1 of my sources of inspiration. 🤍AAM🇵🇭

I will always support you🤗🫶🏻😇

#AndresMuhlach (Kapag magulo na ang mundo Ikaw ang payapang hinahanap-hanap ko) 🎵🎶

[a-hell-of-a-time]

★ Stolas (for Andy)

Send me ★ + a name of another muse / character in my muse's canon and they'll talk about their relationship with them: Accepting!

"Ugh, Stolas; Ever since he decided to divorce my sister, he has caused myself and my family nothing but trouble. Between having to hear Stella rant about her hatred of him, and seeing how he treated his status and station, throwing it all away for an imp that made a mockery of the Ars Goetia, he has been infuriating.

Fortunately he was banished and can use this time to truly think and ponder what he has lost and why. Meanwhile Octavia can be given the proper care, attention and education she deserves as a princess of the Ars Goetia."

Pausing his rant, Andrealphus's expression began to soften. "Still, I do wonder if things could have been better had my sister been engaged to someone else. As much as I hate to admit it, we do have some things in common.

Perhaps, in another life, we could have even been friends." Or if it had been allowed, he could have been the one to marry Stolas, not Stella. Unfortunately, the chips didn't fall where they should have, and years of resentment and animosity, along with seeing what would become of his sister and his family meant that anything positive between them was gone.