#ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[exquisitexagony]

MULTIMUSE QUESTIONAIRE !!

RULES: Answer the questions with the Muses that would best fit the answers. Bonus if you give details why.

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Answering this based on all of my muses between all 4 of my blogs since this blog is technically not a multi-muse. Thanks for tagging me!

1) Rank your softest Muse and your toughest Muse. (Personality-wise)

Ohh...That's a tricky one...I thinks softest is a tie between Rhys and Sam. Ah! Or maybe even Daianira or Hypnos! When I first think of softest, though, my brain goes to Rhys. He's always been my precious little boy. Toughest? Jazzi or Chell, maybe E. I think Chell comes to mind first, though.

2) Which Muse would blow through $1000 quickly?

Aurelius Bridgers...Because $1,000 is nothing to zem.

3) Do any of them have nicknames? Is there a meaning behind them?

Rhys & August have a couple of my fave nicknames I've written for characters. Rhys' being Reese Cup & August's is AJ or Almond Joy. They typically only really use those names with each other, like sweet little brotherly affections, but August will use AJ with people he's close to...Samuel's nicknames include Sami, Sam, and even Arthur which is his last name or Arlo when he was a kid. Aurelius has lots of little nicknames mostly because people struggle with spelling and/or pronouncing his name and it's just easier that way--his stage name is Aurora. Daianira goes by Daylight or Day because they find it pretty and it's easier to pronounce/spell for most humans. I also gave that to them because it reflects their personality very well--sunshine. Elizabeth goes by "E" because they hate their name and it's more gender neutral, which they prefer. Leo (@gollldrush) calls Ambrose Rose which I find absolutely adorable. Jhazala typically goes by Jazz or Jazzi again just to shorten the name. Some people call Demetrius Demi, but don't ever say it to his face because he'll smite you. James hates nicknames and would be absolutely livid if anyone called him Jim or any shorter version of James. Shimi goes by Sami or Sam sometimes as a sort of "human" name in homage to his transition from living with xyr jinn brethren to living amongst humans.

4) Are any of them up-to-speed on the latest trends? Anyone more old school?

OK that last one was long, I'll try to make this quick: Sami is very old school. Aurora is trendy as hell. Rhys is old school or at least just somewhere in the middle because he doesn't care. August is a mix of old school and trendy--he likes what he likes and sometimes that's old stuff sometimes that's new stuff. Chell, Ambrose, Luna, Demetrius, Jazzi, and maybe Skylar are all what I'd consider up-to-speed on trends. James, Shimi, Sarai, and Day are all a little old school. The rest just don't care so they're probably aware of trends but don't pay much attention to it.

5) Who has the best relationship with their siblings?

Rhys & August, of course.

6) Karaoke night! Who is likely to grab the mic first and bust out a tune?

Aurelius, for sure! Godly voice and proud of it. August would try to talk Rhys into it, but he'd definitely decline and August wouldn't push him too much. Luna would probably jump up there too. Maybe Ambrose because they'd probably be drunk as all get-out.

7) Who is least likely to enter a beauty pageant/model?

Oh gosh, um...Probably Rhys & August would be least likely, but also Elizabeth, Day, and obviously Sarai would require a lot of convincing. Hypnos probably wouldn't either and probably not Hermes.

8) If your Muses visited a haunted house where actors scare you, who would panic and who would be unfazed?

Muses that would panic: Sami, Hypnos, Day, Ambrose, Luna (but she'd be enjoying it), Aurelius (also probably enjoying it just a little)

Muses that would be panicking on the inside: Shimi, Rhys, August, E

Muses that would be unfazed: James, Sarai, Demetrius, Hermes, Zagreus, Chell

Muses that would be kicked out for punching an actor: Chell (maybe if they happened to spook her), Elizabeth, Skylar, Jazzi

9) Are any of your Muses particular about taking certain modes of transportation?

Rhys takes the bus or bikes a lot because he can't drive. He definitely prefers biking over bus, though, and is known to bike in the rain so long as it isn't storming. Aurora loves to take his convertible whenever he can have the top down. Sami prefers not to drive even though he can so he'll take the bus sometimes. Day will usually walk because she can't go very far anyway and she's taken a couple of taxis but has definitely gotten in trouble for not having money to pay for the trip.

10) Share a little-known fact about any Muse.

Oh gosh...but I have so many muses with so many little facts! Here, I'll throw a few out there... Rhys is trans-male--something that I've gone back on in the past but recently brought back again because it just feels right for him even though his faceclaim isn't trans. Sami doesn't talk about it at all or even know how to put a name to it, but he's definitely queer in terms of gender, which is why I use different pronouns for them even though they would never ask someone to do it because they're still learning. Aurora has a verse that's technically his canon in which about 10 years from his main verse he contracts a deadly disease that is extremely rare and most typically developed in demi-gods and basically dies in his mid-thirties! Little known part of that is that it's also the same disease that killed his mother.

[distantsongsofjoy]

THE MUN AS MEMES !!

Post 6+ memes that you, the mun behind the screen, can relate to so that we can get to know you a little better!

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[heartxshaped-bruises]

@ask-thedepressedkidatthetable CONT'D FROM [ X ]

       Her eyes dropped down at the cigarette package. Beholding the orange filters sticking out that gave people the illusion of minimizing the diseasethat was growing on their insides. Saffron pulled one out and twirled it between her cold fingers. The cars passing by became less and less over the past 30 minutes. She could've spent them doing something else, but instead she somehow ended up here with Justin and indulged in WHAT-IF'S AND TEENAGE ANGST. Did she really have so little to do that it came to this?

       ❛❛A High School diploma and a rainbow cake❜❜, was her half-hearted response, snapping the cigarette in half and tossing one part on the parking lot. Saffron watched how it began to soak in a puddle. ❛❛And I know what you don't want. You don't want to die of lung cancer...❜❜ Singsonging, she tucked the remaining piece behind his hear with an IRONIC SMIRK to face his reaction. But Saffron could only hold his gaze for a moment before hers returned to the street, counting cars. ❛❛Your lung cancer for a rainbow cake... that's what I would reaaaally want right now.❜❜

[lithiumwolff]

He gave a short, rough laugh. “Yeah,” he said, voice low, “you like your men bloody. Lucky me.”She always had a way of saying things that cut a little—but he didn’t mind. Not really. He was used to it. It was almost comforting. She told him to take it easy, but he didn’t know how. Not when she was right there. Not when her voice made him feel like maybe he wasn’t completely lost.

So many cuts on his skin some deeper than others and oh how it stung. Looking at her he saw the blood in her hair then back at what she was doing. Scars, so many scars were to come to his body. Staying sat up he could feel blood watering down his skin into the tub. Allowing her permission to cut his shirt, it was a metal band shirt but he had plenty more and his life was more important.

“Home. Are you allowing me to stay?" It was better than the shit hole he lived in. Near the bad parts of the city which got him bleeding out.

"What can I say? I'm a simple woman, I like my men covered in blood." She rolled her eyes. Twisted or not. "Hey, easy, easy." She wasn't going anywhere. He should save his energy instead of being so . . . desperately easy. Sylwia almost seemed amused at the thought, even if it was just for a moment. "You still came home with me." The first time in over a decade she hadn't skipped over the word; allowing her small, messy apartment be called home for Gage. He didn't deserve somewhere so broken, but it was all she could give him.

Sylwia took a pair of scissors in hand, silently asking for permission to cut the shirt away from him. To wet and slowly peel the fabric away. So much blood was washing away. "I don't know anything about it." Sylwia's gaze was driven down, unable to meet the judgement she was so sure was in his eyes. There was some good that came of it, she busied herself with the task and in one instance wrapped tight bandage around wet skin. It wasn't ideal, but they'd change it soon enough and Sylwia didn't like the way it bled on him. It wasn't just straight lines. There were plenty of painfully cut hearts and the word "KILLER" held the deepest lettering but there were others.

[v1ctimplagued]

' no, don't leave me... ' ~ Justin&Billy (ask-thedepressedkidatthetable)

send ' no, don't leave me... ' for the senders muse to die in the receivers arms. + reverse for the receivers muse to die in the senders arms.

　IT WAS ALWAYS GOING TO END LIKE THIS.  And although, Billy could have never predicted how he knew it was coming. It was always like he was on borrowed time anyway. It just made sense in the same way the sun rises with certainty each day and the moon takes its place when it fades: Billy was not a person meant for anything nice.

It was a solidified fact. He had been cursed from birth. He only had pictured it differently. Perhaps bleeding out in his skull when it got rattled too hard or his organs opted to give out from the constant abuse or when he drove too fast, too angrily on the twisty sideroads he loved to spiral down. He had always imagined it alone and bitter. Never figured someone might actually care or be bothered or keep him company in those last moments when he could feel himself slippin' to somewhere he didn't quite know. The weak way his soul wanned and the soft, regretful, and aggrieved bloodied smile dancing across his lips 'cause he had to make Justin think it was going to be okay. "Poetic. Like the stupid ass fairytales, I couldn't get you to read." He murmurs weakly, for once his blue eyes reflecting his thoughts so damn loudly. "As long as it's like this." / @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[godstrayed]

👫 ~ Justin&Billy (ask-thedepressedkidatthetable)

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship.

I think despite being understanding of Justin's situation 'cause it is very similar to his own, if not the exact same, he still holds resentment to the fact Justin could leave him. Billy probably has extreme rejection sensitivity and with his trauma from both parents just doesn't respond well despite understanding / knowing why Justin did what he did. And probably would have done the same in his shoes. Self aware but irrational king.

I headcanon specifically for Billy despite all his anger issues and general awfulness at times he is loyal. So he is pretty willing to try to get over any grudges he holds but immature enough to mention said grudges any time he is upset. Most of the time he probably wouldn't back down from a fight but also struggles with not being too mean 'cause he doesn't want to hurt Justin, kinda just protect himself from any bad feelings.

When they're alone and on good terms he probably is very physically affectionate. Grabbing his hand, hugging him, sitting close, and so on. He is less so verbally but does try occasionally. However, I think he probably expresses himself best with actions and the things he doesn't say.

Billy is a jealous motherfucker so any time he sees Justin with a girl he's just gonna glare or grumble some shit under his breath. Justin is going to have a handful to deal with. @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[lostcndfound]

How Do You Long?

Kaz

Obsessing; endlessly thinking about them

there is only one thing on your mind

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Valentine

Sacrifice

you give your everything up, in order to please the object of your longing.

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Archie

with physicality

a racing heart, sweaty palm, flushed cheeks...

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Snuff

dreaming

while you sit and fantasize, seeping into your sleep, etc.

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[tyliocellier]

𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 “𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 + 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝟗 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬. Tyliocore edition : I just picked the ones I felt were most fitting.

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[novemindie]

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"Then stop beating around the bush." Absinthe shot back as they continued with their desk and all the pieces of paper that had accumulated the last few months. They looked up at the words, a brow raised at the other. "Really?" Absinthe opened a soft pink journal, penning in a few words. "I have a fund set aside for any medical costs you'd like to . . . employ." Absinthe turned to face the man. "Is it that clean cut," They asked gently. "or do you want to talk about it?"

adrian looked at absinthe and frowned. were they really just... writing right now? "yes, i would like to talk about it considering this kid is ours." he said, sounding stressed and emotional. fucking hormones. "because i don't know what to do, what to think... what you think. i just... i need... perspective, or whatever?"

[v1ctimplagued]

"Happy birthday Billy! This year, I think I will take you to the moon, and we'll live happily there, away from earthly sorrows." - Justin ( ask-thedepressedkidatthetable )

　Billy's gaze drops, fond but cynical. He didn't want to jolt the fantasy and shake them loose back to reality so quickly. 'Cause he supposes if there was a method in which Justin could romance him it was offering to take him to the moon. Who was he to ruin that 'cause he was being an asshole? He smiles faintly. hands coming to comb through his own hair.

"Yeah?" He asks with the same lazy ostentation as usual, "Pinky promise? 'Cause I am going to hold you to it." / @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[burntoutbullets]

"Can you blame me? You were all sprawled out, looking the comfiest you've ever looked since I've known you. If anything, waking you up would've been a crime," he shrugged in his defense, although it's not like they were actually having an argument here.

He folded the last piece of clothing and moved up to his closet, placing it all in it as neatly as possible. He was, after all, an organized person to the bone.

"Breakfast is almost ready," Joey added, "Do you want me to serve you or do you want to sleep a bit more?"

It hadn't been her plan to stay over so much as it had just happened. She had a name for it, weakness, but his bed was a good bit warmer than hers and the sheets were in better condition. "You are a freak for it though." Sylwia muttered, her own Polish accent a good bit thicker than his, especially in the early morning. She looked at her phone before falling back into bed with a groan. Waking up before nine had to be a sure sign of insanity, right?

"Oh no, I am sooooo sorry you were torn away from your exciting night of laundry." She tilted her head to look at the folded pile, but soon lost interest. Folding jeans and t-shirts just didn't have the same eroticism that bras and underwear did. "You could have easily turned me away. That is your prerogative."

[godstrayed]

"I don't know who I am." - Justin & Billy ( ask-thedepressedkidatthetable )

He cannot help but be a little resentful despite understanding why now. Not everyone was given the opportunity to be able to explore or express who they might be. It was unambiguous as it could be but still left a sour taste in his mouth. A tiny bit of hurt lingering that Billy now tried to disguise as indifference as a method to protect him. Under normal circumstances, he might try something more awful and nefarious but this was Justin. Despite everything, he didn't want to hurt him.

"Does it matter that you don't know?" He asks with a soft sigh, "It's not like you can act on who you are. Might as well get used to the lie." / @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[fangsandmagic]

“They’re scared of you… because they can’t see past what makes you different.” ~ Alex&Aiden (ask-thedepressedkidatthetable)

Aiden knew that he was a monster, he had been for quite some time and he had become accustomed to people running off or screaming in fear when the found out what he was. Alex, thankfully wasn't one of those people, still by his side after finding out he was a vampire. However, now he sat in his room after some people the two of them knew found out what he was and backed away from him in horror. He wanted to be alone, but he couldn't say no to Alex being around him.

One thing he admired about Alex was his optimism, but at that moment, he was just so upset that they turned on him with a drop of a hat. "Do you mean the fangs and the red eyes? You saw the way they looked at me, like I was about to drain them all dry. How can I get them to see past them and make them realise I'm just a person." He said,feeling like he was about to cry. "Sometimes I wish this never happened to me."

@ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

[soulofapoet]

@ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

Carter wanted a night filled with chocolate fountains, and silly kisses on the dance floor, but it didn't happen. An ex-girlfriend, or rather an ex-fling showed up and threw herself, quite literally, at him. It annoyed Sylwia enough for them to go home with a headache. "For the last time, I don't want anything to do with her. Her dad is a friend of my dad...I just fucked her."

He sighed. "Sasha, her name is Sasha." What difference did it make? Carter knew where he wanted to be. His jaw dropped open. He caught the teddy bear from Valentine's Day. "Seriously?"

[evershiftingmuse]

Morgan studied the man for a moment and smirked at the realization. He wasn't just some new blood in town. It was clear he was someone who'd yet faced much of what life had to offer. "Bigger city?" She didn't rightly see where they were as a big place but maybe it was just a moment of pacing through.

"I was looking for a way out of an oddball relationship."

She admitted as she picked herself up off the bench. Throwing her bag over her shoulders preparing herself to take on the walk ahead. "I'm sure you can secure something around here, don't look so down on life." If he really was looking for work, a job could always be found. // @ask-thedepressedkidatthetable

"Everyone is in a position to judge.." Morgan says in response to his courtesy. "The ones that tell you to your face, that they don't judge. They judge you most of all." Inhaling again from the cig the woman shrugged at his retort to her words about work. She knows that is partly right, but she wasn't one to work in the best of times.

"I knew the work was sketchy, but the script was something different." She was a bit lost in thought when her eyes came into focus on what was happening. The jacket was just kind of shoved at her and held out. A light laugh came from the woman before she shook her head. "No..." It was the first thing she decided to say at his offer. "Not that I'm not grateful you've offered, but I've one in my bag and I don't want to wear it either."

[heartxshaped-bruises]

@ask-thedepressedkidatthetable: "It takes less time to grow old and die!" - Alex & Casper

                                                        ✧･ﾟ  𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃.

       Casper's head lolled forward, eye-lids heavy and eager to rest, then snapped back at Alex's voice near his ear. His brief disorientation diminished within a second as he regretfully realized that the theatre play was still going on and he didn't doze off for the majority. He couldn't even remember the name. SOMETHING BY SHAKESPEARE that Mr. Barnes had been incredibly adamant to drag the class into and Casper wished he just went to a store instead to purchase a DVD and show a movie-adaption in class.

       The boy rolled his scrawny shoulders and turned his head to look at Alex. The perfect image of mutual misery. There was a bit of light beaming up at him from the floor lamps. Making sure no one STUMBLED IN THE DARK on their way outside or if someone was late to the play. Gently, Casper tugged on Alex's sleeve.

       He nodded aside. A bunch of seats away from them, not even Mr. Barnes could help but drowning in his own regrets. He looked totally out of it. Probably zoned out to work on an imaginary grocery list. Casper then pulled again on Alex's arm and slowly slid from his chair to make his way towards the door. THE BODY COUNT in Shakespeare plays was already historical. There was no need to add two teenage boys to it as well. Casper already had an idea how they could spend the rest of the day. If Alex liked to get on the bus and drive to a different cultural establishment, that is. He heard that the new comic book exhibition was pretty nice.