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te·nac·i·ty noun. the quality or fact of continuing to exist; persistence. Indie, semi-active, multi-muse blog. Penned by Bunny. law • muses
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sexual tension prompts

loving reminder that "my muse" is the person reblogging the meme and "your muse" is your muse! if you want to reverse these, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they're designed for all muses, regardless of whether they've interacted before or not!
  • [ PIN ] : your muse pins my muse against a wall.
  • [ HANDS ] : our muses' hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)
  • [ GAZE ] : your muse watches my muse from across a crowded room.
  • [ GUIDE ] : in order to guide my muse, your muse presses a hand against the small of their back.
  • [ INVITE ] : your muse asks mine into a private room with nobody else present.
  • [ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.
  • [ LICK ] : your muse licks something from their thumb or lips in front of my muse.
  • [ SLEEVES ] : your muse rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.
  • [ SMIRK ] : while interacting with my muse, your muse can't resist a smirk.
  • [ NECKLACE ] : your muse fastens a necklace around my muse's neck.
  • [ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to your muse stepping intimately closer to my muse.
  • [ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, your muse unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.
  • [ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.
  • [ DEFEND ] : your muse intervenes between my muse and a source of unwanted attention.
  • [ TEXT ] : your muse texts intimate content to my muse.
  • [ PHONE ] : while on the phone with my muse, your muse flirts teasingly during the call.
  • [ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, your muse arrives close to my mind from behind, taking them by surprise.
  • [ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.
  • [ LEAN ] : your muse leans tantalisingly close to my muse to retrieve something or catch their attention.
  • [ LOOK ] : your muse initiates intense eye contact with my muse.
  • [ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.
  • [ ASK ] : your muse asks my muse if they're single.
  • [ WHISPER ] : your muse leans close to my muse's ear in order to whisper something to them.
#sin w/me#✺┆if a story is in you; it has got to come out ( memes. )
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@anarmyofcanons || Frollo

Esmeralda bounded through his office door the moment his posted office hours started. She imagined he had barely had time to settle in before she made her entrance, and she reveled in that. This oh-so-important law professor who thought himself better than his undergrad students didn’t deserve such a pleasure. Did she have proof that he looked down on them? Not really, if you didn’t count his smug-as-shit attitude and the giant ‘D’ on her latest paper -- a paper that she had just slammed onto his desk. 

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“Explain this to me,” she started, with venom in her voice, “because I know this is not ‘D’ material.”

#✺┆verse: bare feet on concrete ( modern || esme. )#anarmyofcanons
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hcwlingwind

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    “𝓣here was nothing dramatic or special about my entrance.” Shan Yu began as he lowered the glass of wine that he was consuming before he spoke. He had brought part of his army with him to their journey to the west, but it wasn’t all of the army that followed him into battle. If need be, those numbers could easily change. As for now, he was treated with food and drink– and had this city in the palm of his hand simply by persuading the leader. “What you assumed was grad, was nothing more than normal.” His eyes drifted toward the woman who was seated beside him, he found it a tad off that she willingly chose to sit beside him and stroke up a conversation. 

“That’s...fair.” She paused to take a swig from her own wine glass. “I guess I’m just not used to seeing an army march toward my home,” she added with a shrug. She took a moment to watch the scene before them: dancers swayed to the music, while, on the opposite side of the room, an argument escalated into a small fight where both men were far too drunk to land a punch. Those seated around the pair just laughed, like it was all part of the show.

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Rolling her eyes, she turned back to him. “Are you enjoying yourself?” She leaned in a bit with a smirk. “You can be honest with me.” Though she wasn’t sure brutal honesty would be a problem for him in the first place.

#hcwlingwind#same issue as last time...idk tumblr just really doesn't want me to reblog your icons lmao
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     𝓘t wasn’t often that Shan Yu and his army were welcomed to the great city of Thebes… Let alone any sort of city for that matter. they preferred to make a grand entrance by taking other places by force and causing mass destruction in their path. Sparing no life within their streets. However, being the guest of honour wasn’t something that happened often, and it kept the Chiefton alert for any foul play that may occur. Though anyone stupid enough to try and attack him or his army would be quickly silenced. He had decided only to bring a couple hundred out of the many thousands that were enlisted in his ranks, spanning out along his empire. The battalion that travelled with him was only a couple of his elite soldiers while the rest stayed behind to manage certain camps. Upon hearing the other man welcome him to the city, Shan Yu gave a nod toward his comment. Of course, it was a joy, a treasure and honour to host him, he had his eyes on the country for some time. The architecture, the riches and power that it held. It was now sitting in the palm of his hand waiting to be crushed. “We will not be needing housing.” He corrected them. “We have our own accommodations.” Lifting his hand, he gave a signal which the army behind him understood and began to head toward the outskirts of the city where they would set up camp for the time being. Shan Yu’s presence, as well as the pair of elite soldiers–two hulking men beside him, both wearing a hoop of gold in their right ears– and Hayabusa who perched upon his shoulder were all that was needed for the time being– but the others would be on close watch.

While Meg felt nothing but relief, she could sense her father’s disappointment in the man’s comments. He’d no doubt see their guest’s actions as a slight, but maybe they just did things differently in the East. Or, more realistically, this man didn’t care much for formalities. Meg had something in common with him then. The faintest smirk appeared at the thought as the king spoke again and ushered their guests through the palace gates.

An offering to Dionysus kicked off the revelry. Music filled the hall and wine was overflowing, yet still Meg quickly grew tired of it all. Perhaps the wine was giving her an extra boost of confidence, but she decided to approach their guest of honor and settle into a seat next to him. 

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“Are your entrances always that grand and dramatic, or was that special for us?”

#hcwlingwind#tumblr kept effing up the blockquote so I had to remove your icon!
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@hcwlingwind​

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This was a bad idea. 

Her father hadn’t stopped speaking of the warlord from the East for months. Either out of fascination or fear -- maybe both -- the idea of this imposing force consumed him. At some point, he cooked up some strategy to play host to this man who razed entire villages. His logic was that, eventually this terror would make his way West, and Thebes needed to be in his good graces when that happened. So there they were, the Theban royal family posed in a line in their finest clothing and jewels (another brilliant decision by the king), watching an army marching down the thoroughfare to their home.  

She was sure she was as white as the marble surrounding her as she glanced nervously toward her father, who seemed untroubled by the oncoming horde. The closer they came, the more clearer it became that this had been a terrible decision. Their leader was so enormous and so imposing that he could have given the gods a run for their drachmae. 

Her father stepped forward with a big grin on his face, his arms extended outward. “Shan Yu, word of your might has traveled far,” he started in a tone deeper and more booming than his usual voice. Meg resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Her father really was the perfect politician: charismatic, over-the-top, and a bit of an oaf. She turned her attention back to what she was sure he thought was a brilliant speech. “we are humbled by your presence. Thebes welcomes you. Please, join us for a feast we have prepared in your honor!” 

She could feel the tension between those standing beside her. They were all thinking the same thing -- they had prepared food for one-hundred people at the most and there were...many more men standing before them.

“Yes,” Meg interjected, causing her father’s head to jerk back in her direction. She was sure the rest of her family was delivering some anxious side glances her way too. “It would be a joy to host you, but...I’m afraid reports of the size of your army were...vastly under-estimated.” She paused with a hesitant laugh. She didn’t dare look at her father, but she could feel his gaze boring holes in her skin. “Of course we can still accommodate you and your generals tonight. The rest of your men are welcome to retire from what I’m sure has been a long journey. And--ah--we’ll...find someone to escort them to the cauponas around the city.”

There was but a brief pause before her father forced out a laugh. “She’s joking, of course!” He looked to his guest, his half-hearted laughter petering out as he prayed for a favorable response.

#hcwlingwind#(( let me know if you need me to change anything! ))
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@thcsixshooters​

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    “Oh, well, that’s perfectly okay with me, good sir! I’m a lady who loves a challenge.” The whiskey Cecilia had earlier is making her feel a little bold, and she gives the man a coquettish wink before shuffling and dealing the cards. Her first hand is a pretty decent start, a three of a kind.
    Feeling bold, Cecilia tosses a nickel into the pile. “I’ll see that fifty cents, and raise you five more.”
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He chuckled as she winked and glanced down at his cards. Just a pair, but, who knows? Maybe things might turn in his favor. “I’ll call that,” he said, coolly tossing another nickle into the center.

#thcsixshooters#(( I had to google how to play poker just to write this and I still don't know if I'm right lmao ))
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@erromes​
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        ‘ it amazes me how large this city is, ’ she remarks softly, cadence slow and deliberate as she takes the time to try speak the native language. the young girl’s eyes rove over the many alleyways, the great arching rooftops, and of course, the imposing bell towers of notre dame herself.  ‘ have you lived here your whole life? ’
@tenacitiies​ liked for a starter // for esmeralda!
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Esmeralda turned with a start toward the woman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Her shock dissipated into a soft smile as she watched the woman marvel over the city. “Not my whole life,” she replied, “but I have lived here a long time...and there are times when I still get lost! I take it you haven’t been here long?”

#erromes
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