#Inner Musing

[canisalbus]

Ok ok hear me out: it could end in tragedy,, AND have a happy ending. The attempt(s) on Machete’s life force him to flee, he doesn’t even have the chance to find Vasco. Cue gay longing for at least a few years while Machete despairs over the loss of his love, his life, his status. He and Vasco only reunite (again) in their later years. Their relationship is forever flavored with loss and loneliness, but that only means they savor every moment that much more

I also I would like to see them as old men. Vasco would be so droopy :)

You gave me such old dog brainworms.

[walkingstackofbooks]

I wanna talk about If Wishes Were Horses and Julian's deal with fake Jadzia because I was watching it, and like... half of the "fantasies" that came to life were just as much nightmares as anything. And the whole episode hinged on the existential threat being absolutely created out of their own fears.

So while, yes, I do think Jadzia's initial appearance was due to Julian's genuine fantasies, I kind of feel like all her subsequent actions once he realises what's going on are caused by his dread of how she might behave and embarrass him in front of the others?

And then of course there's the scene where she's very badly injured, which has got to be caused by Julian's fear, right? I mean, I can imagine him having a secret fantasy where she gets hurt and he manages to save her, but from his reaction it's clear he's really scared he's going to lose her.

(Also before that, fake Dax called him out on being worried, which he admitted to, and then asked him "Hold me, please", which I'm definitely taking as Julian's desire to be held in what is potentially their last few minutes manifesting.)

[theartingace]

A new muse pup has joined the pack and Strange is very fond

[theweightofdivinity]

The same reason why I stay is the same reason why I go. Because the light keeps telling me. The light keeps telling me. And I’m learning the truth that roots you is also the truth that recruits you.

[cornerstoreclown]

Helooo agaain :P this is not really a request (but feel free to write anything you want ) is more of a "how do you see this" i wanted to ask if you see Art capable of being vulnerable with the reader. Or even showing the itty bittiest amount of affection. I love to explore his character and not only read about the shallow exterior, but to explore a bit more than meets the eye yk? I feel like you capture that essence of him really well thats why i like your writing so much (sorry if i went off topic lol) bye bye 🫶🏻

Always glad to see you! And you truly have a way of flattering me. (It’s working 🙈❤️)

I do see Art as being capable of being vulnerable with the dear reader. I think that it really depends on their personality overall, but vulnerability with Art … It’s reminded me of a quote about Harley Quinn and Joker I read somewhere years ago in my teenage years.

Everyone’s seen the Joker laugh, only Harley has seen him cry. Now, I’m not saying Art has the capacity to cry, because I don’t think he has any functional tear ducts—crying here could be more figurative. Sadness does not always have to involve tears.

Everyone’s only ever seen Art smile and silently laugh. You have the privilege of seeing him when he’s not smiles. The reader has seen his other array of emotions that harken back to his humanity. Whenever he had it. Now how much of said humanity there was is up for debate.

And especially given the most recent movie? DHT believes that Art is now more dangerous than ever and I’m inclined to agree with him. Art is scared now. He’s now physically vulnerable. Our reader would get to see him scared. To the rest of the world he’s a cornered animal and willing to pull out all the stops to survive. And he will. But you’ve seen the fear in his eyes, that primal drive that lingers in every living creature that kickstarts us and fills us with the will and desire to live.

Affection with Art involves being able to share a space with him and not get your skull cracked in. I do see him as more on a grey ace spectrum as he’s primarily motivated by murder and mutilation, but you get intimacy every once in a blue moon. It’s not important to him compared to the joy and euphoria he gets in harming and eviscerating and killing others, but he’ll humor you—so as long as you’re okay with a little pain. Intimacy with him involves a bit of give and take. You can get some moments of tenderness and romance in exchange for your blood and pain and occasional suffering. It’s a very… sadomasochistic relationship and he’s going to drag you down into the deepest depths of hell with him. It’s about ruining you. He will literally be the end of you, but I suppose there’s something to be said for that level of devotion and love to jump for him, knowing what doom awaits you on the other side. You’re going to sacrifice every piece of yourself.

He’s a parasite who will devour you from the inside in the most thrilling, delicious, yet agonizing way possible. But at least he’s funny.

[marigoldbaker]

there is nothing more cathartic than realizing that the person you have had dramatic and unfair one sided beef with really just has terrible taste and you two were never going to get along. the hate can float away. you can accept. that they are wrong

[boxeom]

I think often about the PTSD and survivor's guilt Zayne has from his time as a combat medic in Mt. Eternal and the fact that it probably only intensifies his already extreme sense of responsibility and care for those around him. The essence of his character is empathy that is so strong it borders along the line of a flaw. He's very very very human. And I wish Infold would go further into detail when it comes to the more destructive and flawed sides of all the boys- the toll isolation has on them in their current life and their past one(s). I feel like if the fandom could be exposed more clearly to these parts of the LIs, there would be much less misinterpretation of their character (Zayne especially for those who find him boring/cold/uncaring/aloof).

[odetojoyce]

i always tell my friends i want to be an f1 wag because that would be honestly amazing but really, i think what i want right now is just to be loved and have someone look at me like i hung the stars because the thing with celebrity crushes is that you give and give and give all your love but you don't get love back and you're going to reach a point where you can't keep giving while seeing the people you're giving your heart to (not even as a crush) get their love and you're left there still giving. i just want someone to love me, to let me feel what i've been giving for so long. and that also turns me into a parasocial fan since this is my only shred of actual shred of love i get in return. like i don't want to be this obsessive over lando or oscar or anybody but i see them and i just want to be and f1 wag so badly as a byproduct of wanting love. i've been trying for years to tell myself to stop thinking i have a chance, to stop feeling everything i'm feeling, but i just keep giving and giving. i just want someone's eyes to light up when they see me, for someone to choose to spend time giving their love to me. is that too much to ask for?

[lilyth-art]

Hipnosis🐍

The muse that inspired this piece is a mystery… real? perhaps… perhaps it protects, perhaps it consumes, but it certainly enchants.✨

It was made in a hurry, imperfect here and there… but I think that makes it even more interesting. It’s not overthought — just came to be as it was.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

vampdrew i chant with glee

WIP Wednesday (6/18) | Vampire Andrew AU (Part 268)

KEVIN

When his name falls out of Andrew's mouth, Kevin lets his other leg slide down to join the first and braces himself for another scolding. Another warning. Another rejection. But the vampire says nothing else and Kevin's name hangs between them while Andrew stares into his eyes, head cocked to one side and ears twitching just so. Kevin stares back at him and wonders whether Andrew's listening in on an argument downstairs or if he hears a mouse in a Dumpster across the street.

"Neither. I wath—" Andrew cuts himself off with a grimace, his fangs flashing in the light from the tall lamps in the parking lot. Kevin's eyes drop to them and his own mouth falls open. 

Teeth shouldn't be pretty. They're teeth. Sharpened bone made for rending flesh, for feeding, for killing. Kevin thinks they're pretty anyway. That they're in Andrew's mouth likely has a lot to do with it. Kevin rather likes Andrew's mouth. His lips are on the thin side, the bottom one just slighter bigger. If memory serves they fit nicely against Kevin's, the one and only time they kissed. Andrew's nostrils flare at the thought but Kevin can't find him in it to care much. If he's getting grounded either way, he might as well think all he wants.

"What are you listening for?" Kevin finally asks. The vampire takes a deep breath, then another, until his fangs disappear. With one final, shaky breath he runs his tongue over his teeth. 

[nichhed]

Formally letting y’all know that Hyacine is joining the muse roster.

I have finished the Amphoreus quest, and I will say I’ve never been more upset playing a game in my life. The amount of times I had to hold back from shedding tears is NOT a good sign. While playing, the time spent with Cinny made me grow attached to just how gentle her resolve is, even in the face of battle. Her heart never hardened, even when being faced with a challenge so great. I feel I could do her a lil justice.

I will also note that after playing through it, my ass does NOT SHIP Aglaea and Cipher, and I’ll remain firm on that stance. To me, they’re mother and daughter & that’s how I will move onward with my muses. Soo, with that in mind, I’d rather there be no attempt made to start anything like that.

Other than that, there are no further updates til the bigger post dissecting my thoughts n feelings on the overall update I’m behind on!

[apheliia]

how i feel when i listen to writing on the wall tbh

[7roaches]

heres a couple of wip sneek peeks while i cook stuff up

[persimminwrites]

just write. just write it. it doesn't have to be good. just sit down and write it. just. write. it doesn't. have. to be. good.

[fairylando]

i don't... know what to say best i can say is this...

[theweightofdivinity]

Not a soul knows my name, the real me, not even I.

I know my human form, the face, the voice, the character cast in this strange play. I know her lines, her wounds, her hunger. I know her well, but the one who moves through her? the one who witnesses her, The soul? That part remains unknown. It lives on, it’s still remembering itself through her mortal vessel, living, piece by piece.

For she is a return.