#muse-andre

[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

[toranoya]

Andrealphus blinked, the revelation about Patch’s legs catching him off guard. For a brief moment, his polished facade cracked, revealing a flicker of genuine surprise. He quickly masked it with a soft laugh, leaning back in his chair as if the news were nothing more than an amusing tidbit.

“Ah, a deviant in many ways, I see,” he remarked, his voice dripping with mock approval. “No shame in that, I suppose. One must make do with the tools—or legs—at their disposal, after all.” His cold eyes gleamed with something between amusement and calculation as he studied Patch anew, this time with a keener interest.

He swirled his wine absently, his thoughts clearly elsewhere. “A family friend, you say? Tough, angelic, and musically inclined… my, my, you seem to attract the most intriguing company, Patch. And yet, not a spark of interest? What a pity.”

Andrealphus tapped a manicured finger against the stem of his goblet, his mind already spinning with possibilities. Perhaps he could find a more… agreeable and attractive Imp to occupy Patch’s attentions—someone who could subtly sway and monitor the Baron for the Ice Prince’s benefit. “Still,” he added lightly, “I suppose it’s no surprise that your interests lie elsewhere. You’ve always struck me as someone with a taste for the unconventional.”

He leaned forward slightly, his tone shifting to something more conspiratorial. “Though I must say, I’d be curious to hear this angel-faced imp perform. Perhaps I’ll have to pay a visit to La Jacinthes one evening.” His smirk widened, a hint of mischief in his gaze. “Purely for the music, of course.”

[@the-smallest-star

The comment about the adjuster got an eyebrow raise from Patch, but not much more of a reaction, "I'm still breaking my new legs in. Satan made them from different material than I'm used to, so the adjuster is a big help."

He tucked it away in his suit jacket, looking to his assistant who'd already scribbled down Clementine's performance in his schedule.

"When you were raised the way she was? You're going to be rough around the edges. She's a family friend, toughest imp I ever met, but the face of an angel. Voice that matches too if you ever heard her sing." Patch said, "If I was interested in women, she'd be top of the list."

[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?

[toranoya]

Andrealphus smirked as he pulled Stolas back against him, massaging along his brow as he dipped another fried vole in sauce and offered it to Stolas beak again. "No, are you? You're going to get fat if we keep doing this."

Andrealphus feeds Stolas a vole and smiled as he rubbed Stolas' temples. "I was thinking of making a new company with the motto of Building Colder Worlds."

"And why, Seven Rings, tell me, do you need to make a new company with such a ridiculous name?" The words come after careful acceptance and devouring of the vole. His tongue snaking out to lap at Andrealphus' fingertips. "Are you not satisfied enough?"

[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.

[toranoya]

Andras leaned languidly against a column, his flushed face resting in one hand as he sighed dreamily. "It smelled nice… like roses and spice… I couldn’t resist. And now," he gestured to himself with an almost theatrical flourish, "I feel so… alive. You should try it brother." Andras grinned as he waved the candle by Andrealphus' beak. "Oh, it's warm in here though..."

[@redemonarc

@toranoya asked:

Andras groaned, cheeks flushed. "And I found this strange candle, it made me feel so hot and funny..." Andras swooned as he fanned himself. (ie. The giant candle that smells of horny)

How does one properly react? He realized his brother must've found his way into the secret space that kept all of Stolas' hidden toys. So much for a quick removal of his belongings! Once Andre realized what was going on, he quickly ran to his brother's side nearly slipping on the ice that coated the marble. "No, no no-- Andras, you're going to feel things you wish you hadn't!"

[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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[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

[toranoya]

Andrealphus tilted his head, his piercing eyes narrowing with faint amusement as the human girl slid into his side, the icy floor betraying her boldness with a less-than-graceful landing. For a moment, the demon said nothing, allowing the chill silence to stretch thin, like a frozen lake threatening to crack beneath fragile weight. Finally, he let out a soft, icy chuckle, the sound laced with disdain.

"How precious," he mused, his tone dripping with condescension. "A mortal begging for another’s worthless existence. Such selflessness, such… futility." He took a deliberate step back, his polished boots echoing softly against the frost-covered ground, as if to emphasize the chasm of power and dignity between them. He glanced down at Miu, the feathers of his cape shimmering like frozen sunlight, and tapped his chin thoughtfully with a gloved finger.

"You misunderstand me, little human. I have no desire to waste my morning collecting something so trivial as a student’s soul. Do you think I care for such petty dealings?" His voice turned sharp, like a blade of ice. "No, I was rudely summoned—without consent, mind you—an insult I am well within my rights to punish."

His gaze flicked to the frozen summoner, lips curling into a smirk that sent another wave of cold through the room. "But, since you’ve gone to such great—and frankly, embarrassing—lengths to plead for this fool, perhaps I might be persuaded to spare them."

Andrealphus crouched slightly, bringing his beak-level gaze inches from Miu’s, the frost in the air thickening as his voice dropped to a silky murmur, underpinned by menace.

"What, I wonder, do you have to offer me in return for such…dramatic pause…clemency?"

He straightened again, his feathers fanning wide as he gestured lazily toward the frozen student, shards of frost drifting from his fingertips like glass dust. "Convince me, mortal. Or perhaps I shall let them thaw just enough to explain their recklessness before I make them regret it for the rest of their fleeting existence."

The air seemed to crackle with tension as Andrealphus stepped over the incomplete summoning circle, fully unbound, his eyes gleaming with predatory delight.

"Your move, darling."

[@melimelum

@toranoya cont. from X.

A demon being summoned into the academy was a new one, not even something she could deal with. She was a commander of time, which in itself was supernatural enough. Miu backed away from the peacock wondering if she was imagining everything in front of her. However, with each icy cold step her took it caused the floor beneath to become slipper which made her grip onto the nearby desk as her loafers could barely withstand the newfound texture of the ground.

"Ah!"

The fractals of crystals hit her nose when he flicked his wrist, causing her to blink at the odd situation. The demon seemed like a genius, masterful in geometry with the shapes of the snowflakes crisp and clear. Their edges sharp enough to cut through any poor on-looker's vision blinding them.

All Miu wanted to do was to help the other student with the odd problems they were having, to turn back time before they made the mistakes of summoning the otherworldly creatures. But, this was nothing she could fix ; and it would come at the cost of the student's own soul.

By this point, the desk was her saving grace as her skin was covered in goosebumps. Only increasing once he leaned in close enough for his beak to touch the tip of her nose. It felt like every hair on her body was standing up once he came by, the sheer terror she felt deep down. It wasn't her that brought him here but it was her that had to face him, and he didn't appear to be pleasant.

"You're right, I don't understand! Because I'm just a human and I know that's what you're thinking! The only thing I'm capable of understanding is how precious time is, and I know that the student who summoned you here's life is valuable too-- so please, reconsider taking their soul!" In an act of bravery-- or foolishness- the girl released her grip forcing herself from the table to slide in his direction. In fact, she would slide directly into the Goetia's side looking up mercifully. "You need to rethink this and let them go!"