Disney Muses Are In The Process Of Being Added, Lots Are Already On The Muse List
Disney muses are in the process of being added, lots are already on the muse list
severance muses also need to be added
More Posts from Fracturals and Others
@timeguardians sent "Do you have to do that? You're staring." Rose for Jack
His chin rests upon his palm, lazy smile gracing his lips. Sure, he'd been staring for a few minutes or so. But that was hardly a crime, was it? Last he checked a little looking wouldn't get him thrown overboard – well, not unless Rose decided to push him over the railings. But he had faith she'd refrain from an action such as that.
" Oh, was I ? " Jack teases, smile transforming into a smirk with ease. Baby blues traverse her face, dipping from sunkissed skin to perfectly shaped lips, then back to meet her own gaze. " I didn't even notice. Hard to look away when you have such a captivating view , " the blond explains, finally straightening in his seat. Jack takes a moment to close the abandoned sketchbook upon his lap, before allowing himself to stretch.
The setting sun basked a golden glow over the pair, warming despite the cold waves splashing against the ship, or the sea breeze blowing past them. It was calm. Easy to forget there was a whole shipload of people and not just him and Rose out here. " My apologies. I can't promise it won't happen again though. "
Listening to his story, Lucifer couldn't help but wonder if this was how the Detective had felt every time Lucifer had spoken about his devilish nature. This angel's story sounded insane – talking about events Lucifer hadn't heard of, about... vessels? That sounded a bit more familiar, similar to the way his demons could possess dead humans. But an angel couldn't do that. Well, not in this world at least.
It was intriguing, the slight differences between what this angel was saying and what Lucifer knew to be true. The names he mentioned - Metatron and Castiel - were undoubtedly familiar. Yet Amenadiel hadn't mentioned anything going on in heaven, nor had any of his siblings paid a visit to the city of angels recently. Nothing that would suggest a possible end to humanity.
So, Lucifer had no choice but to believe the facts. Just as in his cases with the Detective. No matter what was true and what wasn't, it was a safer bet to keep an eye on a mysterious universe-travelling angel. At least for now.
" Right, " Lucifer finally speaks, the word drawn out. " Lots to unpack there, Linda would have a field day with you. So would any doctor, really – you look very alive for someone who's apparently meant to be dead. "
Dark eyes look the pristine form up and down, not a scratch marring the 'vessel's' skin. One could only presume this was His doing - what Lucifer didn't understand was why. What business did the Old Man have with bringing undead angels to a different reality? Their father really was a constant headache, honestly.
" Well, one thing's for certain : you aren't in your world anymore. More specifically, you're in Los Angeles - best place you could've ended up, really. " Lucifer grins, almost fondly, before his hands move to clap together once. " Now, about that favour. What is it you'd desire? Somewhere to stay, perhaps? A ticket back to the silver city? Oh, and I suppose I should finally ask your name - since you seem to already know who I am, it only seems fair. "
Other realms, other worlds, other universes -- - none of it sounded ridiculous, maybe he was lucky in that while he hadn't experienced other universes for himself, he'd been well aware of them despite being caged for all those years. It made now that bit easier to digest, not that his present company offered much solace, unnerved by the notion that his presence there could ruffle a few feathers. Literally, perhaps.
Usually, he would've apologised at the sight of someone insulted by his words, but given who this was, his brother or not, he found it difficult to offer up such pity, such empathy. Maybe that was wrong, they were creatures of compassion, were they not?
Did he dare explain what happened? How he'd died? How all of Heaven had been expelled, each of his brothers and sisters falling, only to ignite another battle on Earth, led by Metatron, closely accompanied by himself? Or did he explain why he could barely even look at him without rage lapping up every borrowed feature?
Yet he could have laughed when he heard this Lucifer offer his help, a mix of shock and utter disbelief claiming him as he shook his head in defiance. "You want to help me?" He almost seemed disgusted by the thought, staring him down as though expecting him to laugh in his face or brutally mock him. Why did he seem so different? Almost -- - nicer?
No. This was Lucifer. Maybe not his Lucifer, but still a Lucifer. He couldn't lower his guard, couldn't let himself be tricked, couldn't fall into another trap. "The last thing I remember was being held in Heaven's dungeon. I sacrificed myself to allow Castiel to escape and save humanity from Metatron's rule." It was a simple enough way of explaining it, no sugarcoating, no dancing around the issue, even if it didn't detail everything up until that point. He didn't need to know all of that -- - not yet, at least.
"Then I awoke here." He looked around him, still searching for a familiarity that wasn't there. "I no longer hear my brothers and sisters." There wasn't the same chatter, he couldn't listen in. He was an outsider. "I don't know how. I should have been destroyed, my vessel..." He looked down at the man he was inhabiting, raising a hand to his chest where he'd scratched the sigil using jagged stone. "His body is healed. But I am alive." He looked back at this other version of his big brother. "How or why, I... do not know."
for like, the past week i've been drawing this idea i came up with but i just give up on trying to fix it any more lmao. but its kenai protecting baby so.. *chucks this towards you*
+ headcanon/explanation of it under break
so i have a headcanon that although koda is considered his little brother, kenai would have these strong "parental instincts" towards him, and these instincts mostly came from the fact that bears are EXTREMELY protective of their cubs (it's mainly the females that are, but technically in this case since he's raising a cub now, i guess he'd just act like how any sow would with her cub at times)
and from this hc i thought of the idea that whenever kenai and koda are sleeping, kenai may be asleep, but in a way he’s still aware of his surroundings to detect danger nearby. i think there's a name for it but i completely forgot what it's called
basically, kenai could just be deep deep asleep and the second he hears or senses something from outside their den, he would IMMEDIATELY shoot up and go into automatic defense mode, and just guards or shields koda from any potential threat he thinks there is. and 99% of the time it’s just a critter walking outside or sounds of nature lol
Matthew Gray Gubler as Spencer Reid Criminal Minds 1.19 'Machismo'
Ellie had been standing on the sidelines enough herself tonight, so when she saw Hannah also hovering at the edge of the dancefloor, looking uncomfortable and alone, she had immediately made her way over. Held out her hand, almost nervously, and asked the other to dance.
What Ellie wasn't expecting was Hannah's whispered pleading, her wide eyes and desperate expression. The very fact Hannah thought Ellie was cruel enough to play a prank on her almost made anger bubble up inside the girl.
But Ellie held her tongue, ignoring the hurt and instead offering a small yet genuine smile. " It's not a prank, I promise, " she insists, her own gaze leaving Hannah for a moment to glance around them. Checking that no one was daring to laugh.
" I just want to dance with my friend, forget about the outside world for a bit – and hey, if anyone tries to laugh or say anything, I'll punch them. Right in the nose! " Her tone is warm yet weighted – Ellie isn't bluffing. Any trouble would be met with five-foot-something of pure fury. Nobody messes with her friends.
" So? What do you say? Even if it's just one dance, it might be fun - and this is a good song. "
@fracturals ❛ may i have this dance? ❜ ( ellie )
Instantly, her eyes search the room for malicious smiles and giggling, widening in alarm while she finds none and returning to Ellie. Of course. Of course. Ellie is cool, too cool to actually be friendly. "Whatever this is, please don't," she whispers. Hannah wishes she could sound tough, menacing, but the thought of being mocked again makes her legs weaker than any infected could. "Please. I can't stand pranks." She doesn't get it yet, but she's assuming that dancing together is already weird as it is, but her doing it? Ellie's other friends will likely point fingers and laugh at how awkward she is.
