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━━━━    A SUPER LOW ACTIVITY sideblog for various muses from different media by yours truly: Stormae ( she / her ) .  ft Rumi of KPOP HUNTERS !!

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i need a ship thats just TRAGIC

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Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  Brows lift for the briefest moment in an INSTINCTIVE reaction before swiftly smoothing back into place , mention of her beloved Napoleon . There weren't many who got close enough to see the pictures and hear stories about him in all his tiny glory , Marceline admittedly SURPRISED he noticed the small and SKITTISH creature lurking around whenever he'd stop by .

❝ A jungle gym , hm ? ❞ she thinks aloud , one corner of her lip lifting in a subtle smirk , ❝ & that CHANEL piece doesn't sound half bad ... ❞

A woman of CLASS , she'd never turn down a bit of LUXURY when it was offered so SWEETLY ; Marceline never the type to buy it herself .

Taeyang  himself  had  taken  to  putting  the  money  away.  All  strays  knew  it  was  foolishness  to  display  your  meal  on  the  open  streets—you  had  to  pull  the  meat  from  the  bones  in  private,  lest  someone  try  to  snap  up  a  piece  for  themselves.

No  point  in  counting  it  now.

“Hmm~?  Could  it  be  you’re  doubting  me?”  Dark  brows  lifted,  palm  splaying  over  his  heart  in  false  offense.  It’s  moments  like  this  he  lives  for:  gripping  the  comfortable  surface  of  someone’s  expectations  and  upending  it.  People  are  so  comfortable  equating  desperation  with  ineptitude.  It’s  almost  comedic  to  him.

Tongue  in  cheek,  he  pretends  to  think.

“There’s  a  real  nice  Chanel  piece  I  saw  up  for  grabs.  Comfortable,  modest—all  black.  Chiffon.  Gold  chain  belt.  It’d  look  cute  on  you.”  He  preens,  tilting  his  head.  “My  friend  recently  hired  a  contractor  to  make  his  cat  a  custom  jungle  gym.  Your  little  Napoleon  would  probably  like  one.”

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  Word for word , his words and expressions mimic that of an N whom once visited her dreams ; this instance feeling all too much like something she'd eventually have to WAKE from . Every confession had been uttered before , eyes once full of tears as she clung to his clothes now with nothing to show for it save for the DARK CIRCLES .

❝ FORGET ... ? How could I ... ❞ she admits , words uttered shakily to the ground due to avoidant gaze refusing to meet his .

Every question she'd once had dies on her tongue and is forcibly swallowed like a dry pill , brows furrowing in thought .

     it is her——     not like he’d doubted it,     even now,     nearly a decade after,     he could pinpoint her in any crowd,     from across a forest,     an ocean away by voice alone:     it’s less high pitched now,     than it was when they had initially met but they’re no longer children anymore     /     why he expected her to sound the same after all that time spent apart is beyond him——     it’s marceline,     it’s his marcie.     not once had she left his thoughts,     not even for a fraction of a second,     even through the uncertainty that they’d ever reconnect     /     always an idling musing of their eventual reuniting.     ❝     i’ve been looking for you,     ❞     subconsciously,     always in some way,     shape or form——     searching     &͟.     searching     &͟.     searching,     finding her essence during a winter’s sundown,     in the saccharine scent of the blooming flowers in spring.     (     this must be a dream he has yet to awake from:     it can’t be true.     ) 

     ❝     have you thought about me while i was gone?     ❞     something tells them that she has——     that facial expression,     much like an open book,     musings visible for his personal insight     /     she must have,     like a ghost coming back to haunt her from the past.     ❝     or did you forget i ever existed?     ❞

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V is gonna kiss the crown of her head.

𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝  ‖   𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒  𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 †  ° 。—— @hexclaimed

﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  The tender gesture is UNEXPECTED but accepted with ghost of a smile gracing her lips , lashes fluttering against cheeks whilst eyes close with a momentary sense of CALM that comes with being WATCHED OVER .

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  Greeted by the scent of freshly brewed coffee &. pastries right out of the oven , gazes filled with RECOGNITION turn to take in the sight of THE Tony Stark walking amongst them . Amid excited whispers &. not - so - subtle pictures being taken using the most recent version of cell phone people were buying these days , she orders a plain coffee and chocolate filled croissant before taking a seat across from him .

❝ I haven't felt human in CENTURIES , though this isn't me throwing a pity party over it . I rarely even consider it . ❞

Chair creaks faintly beneath her as she settles into it, steam coiling upward from her cup in delicate tendrils that vanish into the cool morning air between them . Breaking off a corner of the croissant, flaky layers collapse between her fingers, eyes remaining fixed on him, like she’s trying to see PAST the man the world adored ; past the GENIUS &. the the face that launched empires and weapons alike.

❝ I’ve felt everything else , however — power, rage, loss… shall I go on ? ❞

“Mr. Stark?” He gave her a slow, theatrical sideways glance, a smirk curling on his lips. “That was my dad’s gig. But by all means, carry on — I’m sure whatever you’re about to say is more exciting than what any of his bedtime stories were. Spoiler: those tended to come with a lot more snoozing.”

It wasn’t that he minded the title. It just didn’t feel like his sometimes. Like he was still stuck playing second fiddle in the shadow of the guy who actually built the legacy. Not that he’d ever admit that out loud.

“Do I get tired of humans? Oh yeah. Insanely so. They’re ruthless little terrors — especially the tiny ones, with their sticky hands.” She hadn’t asked that, but whatever. Half the time, he wondered if humans would ever figure out that big red button labelled DO NOT PUSH isn’t a suggestion. Newsflash: they always push it. Because curiosity kills… well, everything.

And he was definitely the poster child for ‘curious.’

"But that's what being human is about I guess." He shrugged, opening the door to the little pastry shop he'd mentioned. "Play with things we don't understand and push buttons we shouldn't just because we can. It's all part of the fun. Well, until something big comes through a hole and tries to destroy everything... or one of us has a slightly insane family member with abandonment issues and trauma... you know, a typical Wednesday."

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  Not usually a fan of EXTROVERTED individuals , Marceline's expression remains neutral while eyes look the stranger up &. down trying to assess what thoughts were going on behind oceanic hues .

❝ If I were a MIND READER , I wouldn't need to be a Galaxy Ranger , now would I ... ? ❞ she responds , hand lazily placed upon hip as brow raises slighty .

❝ Jests &. sarcasm aside , what has you in such a GOOD MOOD ? ❞

While she may be ALOOF & prefer it that way , she was not RUDE and would at the very least make an ATTEMPT at listening and understanding ; things slow enough to warrant her taking more time than usual and entertaining such things rather than busying herself with who to find and WHERE .

response from here for @altarbled

caelius has been in quite the good mood recently--his concerts have been going very well, the family on the current planet is doing even better despite the whole 'order' debacle that happened in penacony (poor little robin, poor little songbird, to have a brother go against xipe in such a way). all those good things have conglomerated into a good mood, and when he's in a good mood?

well, he gets playful. hence, him spotting the stranger (who he can tell is a galaxy ranger, because he's run into some before), leaping gracefully up and wrapping calloused hands around her face. at first, caelius is expecting to be flung right off, but the stranger seems to go along with this, and his smile only widens.

"well, miss ranger, you're going to have to take a couple of guesses," the guiding harpist coos, plopping his chin on her shoulder with his hands still over her eyes. however, he soon removes them, lightly skipping so he's in front of her now, teal eyes sparkling. "juust kidding." not much could ruin his good mood at the moment, and the higher halovian's wings fan out, as if attempting to show off the majesty of the planet they're on. fertile land, lush green lands with show-capped mountains in the distance--it's beautiful, and caelia loves it very much.

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why does anyone commit acts others deem unspeakable? multimuse with a focus on horror, sci-fi, and fantasy. written by frankie ( 30+, any pronouns, cst timezone ). viewer discretion is advised. for love.

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🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺

﹛ ♡ ﹜ —  HITS YOU WITH THE UNO REVERSE SO FAST /??

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our muses should kiss

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  The blade remains still , a silver KISS at his throat whilst smirk curves like a SECOND weapon — sharp, slow, &. DANGEROUS . Leaning in , the scent of blood elicits something CARNAL within her , lips coming close enough for her breath to warm the shell of his ear when she speaks .

❝ . . . SHAME , for I truly think I'd miss you too much . ❞ she purrs, tone velvet — wrapped VENOM .

Allowing her arm to relax , weapon is brought to her face before crimson left upon the blade is lightly tapped against lips still smirking lips .

she was right, of course, she always was. but that didn't mean he liked the idea. somewhere along the way he'd started thinking of her in a new light. not that he'd ever admit to such willingly. as far as she was concerned, they were rivals, meant to stay on opposing ends in a duel that never had a clear victor.

' let it be by someone else's hand, then. ' the gun lowers completely, arm settling at his side. ' let's finish this now, shall we ? ' he leans forward, allowing her blade to press firmly against his neck now, a stinging sensation telling him it's cut into the skin at the movement. either today would be the day she gave him what he wanted or she would pull away as well, as she always did.

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🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺 waddling in 2 drop this here

﹛ ♡ ﹜ —  what if i gazed at u longingly ???/ W SUCH LOVE IN MY HEART??? WHAT THEN GOOSE

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﹛ ♰ ﹜ —  Taking note of the way blonde LAMENTS over her sibling , Marceline submits herself to newfound role of CONFIDANT ; lack of her own blood — relations making it harder to truly RELATE .

❝ While I can never TRULY understand . . . I'd venture to say that all are subject to change , sometimes for the better , &. sometimes for the worst . At the risk of sounding SAPPY , the one thing that shouldn't change is LOVE . You love him , yes ? Allow that to guide you on days mission seems HOPELESS . ❞

Speaking as if she herself had ever felt anything even remotely similar to LOVE , words feel foreign upon succinct tongue .

@altarbled \ well .. perhaps not the best course ?

( 🌙 ) IF IT MADE marceline feel any better .. the traveler was a little too distracted with her inner turmoil to see the quick change of expression 'fore it returned to what the outlander was used to seeing. only when she voiced her despondence the realization of just whom she's letting it flow toward. whether it was a good idea or not would come soon she had little doubt.

❛ SORRY I -- .. YEAH. i couldn't even tell you if i'm going to be on the right side at the end of the day or not. we used to be close , peas in a pod but now ? he's almost unrecognizable and i don't .. it feels like the task he's put me on is some wild goose chase but i can't stop. everything he's doing is making everything worse for this world. ❜

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