#eveningmusic

[jakidoodles]

I am like ten books behind schedule and so let's hustle hard. I need to rest my eyes this week and in as much as I want to read as much as I can, I cannot afford to do it in the 'real' world. Thank goodness for weekends, I can finally make my retreat. #introverting #mykindofparty #happyweekeend #readingchallenge2023 #eveningmusings (at Mandaue City) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpXxilRp43X/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[manavoiceradio]

Pushpa 2 ~ Allu Arjun ~ All the best👍💯 ~ Mana Voice

#ManaVoice #ManaVoiceTeam #ManaVoiceFamily #ManaVoice_in #ManaVoice.in @manaVoice_ini #brshafi #gossips #blames #lovehumanity #UseThings #Respect #Care #Love #Value #Parents #Pain #Dreams #EveningMusic #pushpa2

[superbadmofo]

#digitone #session #01 #endofweekfeels #minimal #techno #musicproduction #eveningmusic #eveningmusings #elektron #fmsynthesis #minimaltechno #lessismore #electronicmusic #digitalsynth (at Chicago metropolitan area) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEiSKFtBiwn/?igshid=1jqo1kcycmper

[casualcollectionsalad]

#taysinarkista #uusipostausblogissa #newpostontheblog #linkkiprofiilissa #linkinmyprofile #riennot #events #evenemang #musiikki #music #musik #iltasoitto #aftonmusik #eveningmusic #vaasa #vasa #vaasankirkko #vasakyrkan #vaasachurch #kanttori #cantor #kantor #tarjaviitanen #trumpetti #trumpet #pauliinahyry #urut #orgel #organ https://www.instagram.com/p/CDmY6SKHofg/?igshid=10dd5eyw2g1dp

[daiyokai-sesshomaru]

@eveningmuses​

“Rin. I’ve returned. Did you behave well for Lady Kaede,” Sesshomaru asked as he approached the girl in the fields. She was looking healthy and happy, feet still dirty and bare as she moved around.

Even with messy feet, the demon lord was always happy to see his daughter when he returned to the village. And truthfully it made him sad to leave her, but he had to acknowledge Ungai had made a good point about Rin needing humans in her life as well as her demonic father.

[alchemic-elric]

“So what now? You don’t have a fuckin’ clue do you?” // @eveningmuses​​

They’ve - He’s? - They’ve?  - Edward didn’t know how to put it and he wondered how Ling would have described the situation - They’ve  been walking for what feels like ages and it makes him wonder how that little bastard felt having a body that knew weaknesses like fatigue. They were whisked away from their prison in Central Command by Kimblee but apparently his kidnapper decided that the Crimson Alchemist wasn’t the best company. 

Edward had to agree for differing reasons. 

For now, he’s stopped fighting. For now, he’s just existing in the same space as this damnable brat as they continue to trudge forward despite his body’s cries for self care. 

“You know you can’t walk forever, right?”  He sounds from the small space that’s been allotted to him. 

He’s not pounding against the walls. He’s not screaming. He’s not trashing about to fight for control.  Let the brat have it for now, he’ll learn soon enough that this is more than he bargained for.  Let him deal with it when his arm breaks down. Let him deal with it when his leg gives out. The little bastard probably knew next to nothing about automail, let alone what it took to care for it. He had daily tasks he had to do after all. 

But yet he continues to feel his body trudge onward despite the pain in his knee and the weight on his lips and the throbbing sensation at the center of his back.  Little bastard stole from him, now he had to be the one to live with the consequences. Now he could live with the swelling and the inflammation and the pain just like he had for the last five years of his life. Now he could learn to live with the pure weight of his limbs. 

He can feel his steps getting slower and slower with each one that drags them forward. 

“You have ta stop Selim. Can’t you feel that? There’s no way you can’t feel that. You can’t just walk as much as you want now. You’ve got automail dumbass. You can’t keep goin’ you’ll drive my body inta the ground. Stone ‘er no stone, you get tired now, Selim. Yer whadda Envy called it - Human Based -  Can’t you feel that deep pit in you? I’m hungry, your body has needs you can’t ignore them.” 

He’s sitting in his ‘allotted space’ with is legs crossed and his arms folded over his chest while he leans back against one of those damnable walls. He wants his body so bad? Fine.  Deal with everything that came with it. Let him do the fucking work. 

“You need ta find a place ta sleep, kiddo. Yer gunna hafta do a lotta that. Sucks but you picked an automail user so thems the breaks. Are you even listenin’ ta me? Yer not are you? That’s kinda rude dont’cha think? It’s my body dont’cha think I know it a little better than you?  Selim pay attention. I’m talkin’ ta you. You wanna walk us inta the ground fine - but you gotta deal with it when we pass out. You better be on yer toes, kiddo ‘cuz when I see my chance I’m takin’ it. “

They’re coming into town, small - not much around - everything more of a mess than usual he assumes but with that whole sacrifice non-sense he assumed all of Amestris was probably a mess in some shape or another. 

“This would probably be a good time ta take a break. I mean I’ve only lived in this body fer sixteen years but whadda I know? An’ food would probably be a good idea. Just sayin’. I get all kinds’a sick when I don’t eat, but I mean whadda I know it’s only my body.  Keep not listenin’ ya little brat. When yer sore as hell an’ it hurts ta move, I’ll just take my body back. I’ve lived with the pain. I know how ta handle it. Bein’ sore ain’t gunna stop me.”

He’s watching the town as they walk through it. He’s watching as people go about their days - cleaning up the streets and helping each other out. They probably didn’t have a clue about the monster that just walked into their town. 

His eyes drop on a girl with long brown hair and a familiar messenger bag - he - he knows her.  The color of that familiar coat - that coat he made with his own hands.  Oh shit. 

That’s Ly’. // @angcrmanagcmcnt​

[blueporl]

@eveningmuses​​

help her... look how hurted she is...

[nitenife]

@eveningmuses said: “Hmm…” the little prince trifled through each of the cabinets, perplexed to find so many of them empty. Even the refrigerator! Empty! He hadn’t seen much of the towns on this planet, but he knew enough that people needed to eat. Hearing the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs, he went to face the sole inhabitant of the house without skipping a beat. “There isn’t much food in here… You should probably fix that, right?”

is it early in the morning, or late at night? sunny has no perception of time at the moment. he simply knows that his parched throat demands water, therefore interrupting his rest. annoyed at his body for requiring these functions, he drudgingly obeys—but if there is one thing he does not expect, it is an invader in the sanctuary of his home. singular eye blinks at the small figure as sunny descends the last step. what, a self care hallucination-?

despite running off what little energy he has, he decides to humor this apparent child. scratchily, he responds: “ sorry. hasn’t been for a few days. ” and a shrug. sunny walks past the child into the kitchen, finding… all the cabinets open. intriguing. this kid is serious? othermart does open early… sunny casts a glance at the mysterious stranger. “ what time is it? ”

[akumunight]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR BELOVED EVE!!! WONDERFUL PERSON AND AMAZING BESTIE!!! give them a follow on their blogs CAUSE THEY AMAZING AS HECK!!

@eveningmuses & @palemaw

[screenviolense-a]

@eveningmuses​ sent: console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . Amber to Frey? 

             the loss of ventuswill still hit as hard days after as it had the first moments of it all. surely the townspeople had noticed their princess hadn’t left her room in several days, until now when she had made an attempt to cheer herself up with some flowers. however, the bright colors reminded her too much of the dragon’s colorful wings that she quickly found herself moved to tears again.

             ‘ i-i’m sorry. ‘ frey sniffled, rubbing at her eyes. ‘ i know everyone i-is sad about venti, but i just... i just can’t get over it. ‘

[visicnblessed]

@eveningmuses​ whispered ;;

’ I’ll promise now that I’ll stay ’ Ganyu to Tuzi!!

[ waterparks. | accepting. ]

   ❝ --You mean it? ❞ Little hand wraps around hers as Tuzi reaches up, large eyes staring for a moment-- but his nose twitches, it's small, minscule in movement, but it twitches nonetheless, a clear sign for how content that sentence made him, though the little adeptus was a little worried, after all, living a life surrounded by humans who all die so quickly does make him wonder about the day the other will leave him-- but he doesn't vocalise it, no. Not until he's older! His focus remains for a moment, but a little smile pops up onto his face after a minute, and the rabbit tilts his head.

   ❝ Then-- I'll stay with you, too! So we can be t'gether, yeah? ❞ He hops on his soles for a moment, expressing another bout of joy, ❝ For as long as we can!! ❞

[bonesnmetalrp]

Day 3 of mun appreciation:

Todays mun: @eveningmuses

Eve's portrayal of Nina is SO cute!

I think that, and their general friendliness, are what drew me towards their blog!!

I am very excited to rp with you and see where it goes and I appreciate you a lot!

Kids are very difficult to write, but Eve does this quite well! You can easily follow the characters actions and thoughts and their way of writing is quite nice! So if you wanna see cool characters like Pride and Nina, go check the blog out!

[daiyokai-sesshomaru]

@eveningmuses​

“Rin?”

Sesshomaru looked at Rin quizzically. “Are... you alright?”

His daughter was moving oddly. It was very concerning to the demon to see the girl walking about like a puppet.

[voidisms]

@eveningmuses​

Such a crash was a hard noise to miss, even when it had been somewhat cushioned by all the moss in this grotto. Thread had been harvesting berries nearby for their family, and upon the sound of something metal slamming hard into the ground only a short distance away, they had been quite scared; even now, they felt quite tense, though they were finally peeking out from behind a bush where they had been crouched down in hiding after the noise. Well, an attempt at hiding, at least. Thread was rather tall, and it was hard to conceal all their limbs just behind a small little bush.

Through dark, void-filled eye holes behind their woven mask, they could see someone laying on the ground next to the gilded cage. It appeared as if they had tumbled out of the thing. Was this bug some kind of prisoner of Pharloom’s that had escaped and was now recaptured? Had someone been kidnapped? They didn’t know, and although they wanted to find out, Thread didn’t want to risk disturbing them from their apparent slumber if they were the dangerous sort. 

However, curiosity eventually won out. The tall vessel finally stood fully out from behind the bush and crept towards Hornet as quietly as they could manage, hoping the moss would keep their footsteps relatively silent. Crouching down by the fallen bug’s side, they gently nudged her with one hand. 

She looked... strangely familiar to them, but they couldn’t place where they knew her from right away.

[alchemic-elric]

So you wanna know, huh? || Accepting

@eveningmuses​ asked:

“I want to know who hurt you.” From Pride huh

What an infuriating sentence! The fucking nerve.  The absolute gall of that little bastard to ASK such a fucking thing! HOW DARE HE?!  He has the gall to just spit that at him? So calmly. So confident. 

“Fuck you.” are the only words that leave his mouth for the moment, as the Elric boy lets his back fall against his invisible prison, arms crossed and he allows himself to sink down to the ground.  There’s fire in those eyes. Malice as he looks his new body mate over. New? is that what he’d call this? He doesn’t really have a sense of time anymore and he doesn’t know how long it’s been. 

“You aw’eady took m’fuckin’ body Selim. What MORE d’ya want from m’?!” 

He shouldn’t be mouthing off like this. He knows better but he for once feels safe within the walls of his own personal prison. He shouldn’t though. He knows he shouldn’t and his stomach sinks while he thinks about it, wondering if that serpent is going to decide to let his mouth slide or punish the rabbit that challenges him. Will he send out those damnable shadows again and coil him up squeezing him until his prey can no longer breathe and falls limp in his grip? 

He remembers it once, he’d rather not experience it again. If he needs to drop his head and apologize to the vile beast before him to avoid it’s wrath so be it. Even if he hates being trapped here, he’d much prefer not to be twisted up in those shadows again. That viper can sate his hunger somewhere else. 

It’s infuriating that he would ask about hurt when Selim himself was the one who beat him until the air left him lungs and he was stuck dizzy on the floor. Selim himself was the one who left him so dazed and wounded that he could no longer defend himself and thus the little bastard invaded and claimed his form.  Selim himself, is the one who coiled those shadows around him and constricted them against his throat until his soul could no longer breathe. Selim wants to know who hurt him when the sentence should really be who else.  

That python has already strangled him once, he wasn’t going to let that little monster swallow him whole while he was at it....so the rabbit would drop his head. Thump his feet yes, but drop his head. Remain still.  He had to remain still. If he just existed inside this damnable box he’d be okay, right? He hated it. He hated existing in this fucking imageless cube but at least it kept Selim from doling out anything that could be seen as punishment for mouthing off and the last thing he wanted was those shadows slithering forth sent to drag him out from his current burrow. 

He’d just have to make a home from this damnable box of his.  If this were to be his prison, he would make it his home to spite him. Even with walls all around him that he could not see at the very least they served as a barrier between him and the viper.  He’d snap him up in one blow if he gives him the chance.

His arms cross over his chest, his posture corrodes. Shoulders slump as his eyes downcast to his lap. Blond falls to cover golden eyes and his tone changes as his attempted insubordination leaves him.  His voice comes out as small as his frame. 

“Who hurt m’? Selim, you aw’eady know the answer ta that.”