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llewyndavissmuse · 2 months
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warm bread with butter. reblog if you Agree
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llewyndavissmuse · 3 months
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𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇... 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝑪𝑼
𝑬𝑷. 1: 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆/𝑫𝒓. 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆
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Bella: “So, what are you? Some kinda wizard or something?”
Stephen: “That’s one way to put it, I suppose…”
Bella: “Hm… can you do magic?”
Stephen: “Correct.”
Bella: “Oh, cool— …is that cape saying hi to me?”
Stephen: “It’s a cloak, not a cape. And… yes, it seems like it. He’s very friendly.”
Bella: “He?”
Stephen nods
Bella: “Woah, I guess you really are a wizard if you have a flying cape.”
Stephen: “Cloak.”
Bella: “…Cape.”
Stephen: “God, IT’S A CLOAK!”
Bella: “Jeez, alright, alright! No need to yell, I was just fucking around with you. What’s your name, by the way?”
Stephen sighs
Stephen: “Doctor Stephen Strange. You?”
Bella: “I’m Isabella Jasper. You can just call me Bella, though.”
Stephen: “I see. Nice to meet you, Bella.”
Bella: “Nice to meet you, too, Doctor Stephen Strange.”
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(Thanks to @letstalkaboutit100 for helping me pick an MCU character! YOU’RE THE BEST, LILY!!!)
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llewyndavissmuse · 3 months
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𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐌𝐅
WARNING: Blood(???? Idk it’s the black stuff)
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“It’s under your nose, it’s under your nose
It’s under your nose, it’s under your nose
It’s over your head, it’s over your head
It’s over your head, it’s over your head
It’s out of your reach, it’s out of your reach
It’s out of your reach, it’s out of your reach
You stupid motherfucker”
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This is Bella Jasper, my Moon Knight OC. She’s 15 years old, an aroace lesbian, has really bad daddy issues, a dead mom, and is extremely mentally ill. After Marc’s death, her and Layla venture to Cairo to stop Harrow, but she’s grown so attached to Marc that she considers him a dad, so she’s still grieving. When surrounded by a few Ammit’s Disciples, she goes feral and attacks them with her wooden hockey stick (yes, she plays hockey) and, eventually, with her fists—as seen in the drawing.
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llewyndavissmuse · 3 months
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The Scarab for Layla🤭🤭🤭
MoonKnight Dividers
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all dividers made by me. please like and reblog if you use. credit is always appreciated but not necessary.
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llewyndavissmuse · 3 months
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I won’t be able to stop thinking about this the entire day while in my classes, thanks (affectionate)
Do you ever wonder if Steven named his fish Gus from Sarcophagus?
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llewyndavissmuse · 3 months
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🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
IT'S STRIKE WEEK !!! 🇵🇸
Please keep boycotting all brands [Starbucks, Mcdonalds, Pizza hut, Disney so on.] that fund the ongoing genocide in the Gaza strip. If you're from US, Call your representatives REPEATEDLY AND ASK FOR A CEASEFIRE IN GAZA! DONATE! if you can't do that, then SIGN PETITIONS, DO YOUR DAILY CLICKS, REBLOG!! do everything to keep all of what's happening in the mainstream just so Palestinians can keep fighting for their land from genocidal maniacs !! ‼️ 🇵🇸 FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE 🇵🇸‼️
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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These are so Hani and Ishu core😔🫶🏼
Fake dating 💙
"just smile."
"at least look like you enjoyed it!"
gritted smiles
elbows in ribs and warning looks behind their back
"you've been very...tense, lately."
jealousy
"I'm actually with someone, but thanks." "you weren't single yesterday?"
"let's just get this over with."
"I actually like you." "oh."
"that's the least believable thing that has ever come out of someone's mouth."
"kiss me when they're looking."
fake dating at a fancy eventtt
"just one weekend." "you seriously think they'll believe it?"
"make them believe." "how?" "like...this."
"smile and wave, just smile and wave."
"you don't need to look so constipated."
"you'll ruin everything."
The Kiss That Is A Distraction
"show me."
"free drinks are on the line."
growing more stiff the more emotions get projected
better off as just friends
you meet your s/o through the fake date
you're both at risk of getting caught so you set aside your rivalry for a second
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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AMMIT AND JAKE BRO I’M DEAD💀💀💀
How Moon Knight characters would react to you asking for pads:
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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Sounds like something she would say……😭🫶🏼
*After Layla's costume transformation*
Tawaret : Snap girl you dropped something, my jaw.
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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Oscar Isaac is hot
Agreed🫡
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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@letstalkaboutit100 Love my asexual bestie and appreciate her when she listens to my rambling about Oscar Isaac characters
Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.
I'm trying to prove something.
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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NO BC WAY BEFORE I HAD A TUMBLR AND BEFORE MAMA’S BOY BY DOMINIC FIKE CAME OUT I WAS LIKE “This is his song”
Love you Marc, my lil pookie bookie wookie snookie
GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS STOP BECAUSE IT'S LITERALLY HIM. WORD FOR WORD, ITS HIM!!!
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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I drew my Moon Knight OC, Lydia Maybrooke, or Kobra, and the last game I played was Stray.
Well, considering that Lydia has Mafdet, a literal CHEETAH/CAT WOMAN, as her goddess, I think she’d fit in perfectly with the lil orange cat. She just needs to be careful with her claws when petting said cat.
As for the lil menace to society crab-like robot thingys… yeah she’s definitely not surviving. She may be an obsessed, driven-by-love yandere, but she’ll get eaten alive by those things💀💀
The last character you drew/wrote about is now stuck in the last game you played. How screwed are they?
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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Meowyn
meowyn davis reblog if you agree
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llewyndavissmuse · 4 months
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REBLOG!!!
WARNING!!!!
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People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.
Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.
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llewyndavissmuse · 5 months
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The “Dream Outfit Style” Between Me and @letstalkaboutit100
So, I’ve noticed that Lily (@letstalkaboutit100) wants to dress gothic. To be honest, I see it. Now I know why she likes Wednesday. BUT ME??? God, I’m the exact opposite.
I wanna dress Lolita, specifically Sweet Lolita. I love the poofy, cupcake dresses. I love the sweet look. I love the accessories. I love it all. The problem with this style with me is that 1.) I’m plus size, so I’m not sure if that style has dresses for somebody my size, and 2.) THE CORSETS. THE DAMN CORSETS. LIKE, I WOULD DIE OF ASPHYXIATION.
Lesson of the day: Lily and I are two different types of people and I HATE THE IDEA OF WEARING CORSETS!!!!
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llewyndavissmuse · 5 months
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I’M SOBBING I’M ACTUALLY SICK RN WITH A SORE THROAT AND EAR INFECTION AND I’M JUST IMAGINING STEVEN TAKING CARE OF ME RAAAHHHHHHHHH
Sniffles
Steven Grant x GN!reader
You don’t know how it happened, but you got sick. Steven refuses to leave your side once he realises.
words: 500ish
fluff. cuteness. adorable boyfriend behaviours.
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You cough. Again.
You haven’t managed to get any sleep, unable to sleep through the pain in your head and the intermittent sneezes and coughing. Your phone buzzes for the umpteenth time since you cancelled your date with Steven, with a small apology and telling you had a cold and didn’t want to get him sick. You still ignore it, wanting to stay safe in the darkness of your room.
What does get your attention is your front door creaking open. You groan as you sit up, wrapping your blankets around you.
“Hello?” You croak out, coughing again from the effort of speaking.
“It’s just me, love.” Steven’s voice immediately soothes your worry and you relax your shoulders, padding through your flat to see him in the kitchen. “I was worried about you, so I thought I’d come make you some soup and then I could keep an eye on you as well, yeah, so let’s get you settled down on the couch and I’ll bring you a cup of tea-”
“Steven.” You interrupt as he gently led you to your couch, sitting you down. “I don’t want to get you sick, and I’m a mess right now.” You whisper as his arms lingered around you.
“You look perfect, love. Let me take care of you.” He leaves no room for argument and you sigh, sinking down on to the couch. “There we go, that’s it.” He murmur, wrapping your blankets tighter around you. He presses his lips to your forehead, your skin hot against him. He scurries into your kitchen and makes you a cup of tea, bringing it to you with a small smile. “There you go, darling. Nice warm cup of tea to help soothe that poor throat of yours. I even put honey in it for you.” You smile at him weakly, reaching for the cup with shaky fingers.
“Thank you, Steven.” You mumble. He eases into the spot next to you, wrapping an arm around you and picking up the TV remote. He automatically puts your favourite show on, before pulling you fully into his arms. “I don’t wanna get you sick.” You protest weakly but he shakes his head.
“I’ll be fine, love.” He whispers against your hair, refusing to let go of you. You sigh, giving in and nesting against his chest, still gripping your mug of tea.
You occasionally sip from it, and Steven is right, it was soothing your throat. You don’t want to admit it. He knows, though. He always does. He gently unwraps from you and you whine, missing him immediately.
“Oh love, it’s okay, I’m just going to make you that soup I promised, yeah? Just watch the show.” Steven murmurs, pressing a kiss to your cheek before going to the kitchen. You sigh, wrapping yourself tighter in your blankets.
Steven comes back through with the soup half an hour later, and it pains him to see the way you’re curled up on yourself. He places the soup down on the table in front of you before wrapping himself around you again. You hum, letting him take the cup from your hands so you can cling to him.
“Thank you,” you whisper. He smiles against your hair.
“Anytime, love. I love you.” He doesn’t have to say it. You know.
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