Author: themusechronicle

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG!

tagged by: @ciitylxghts
tagging: Anyone who wants to do this! C:

BASICS

NAME: Kallin
PRONOUNS: She/Her
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
ZODIAC SIGN: Virgo
AGE: 25

EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG (MONTHS/YEARS?): Altogether, I’ve been doing rp for around 14 years
PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Discord, Kik, Skype, Tumblr, Vampirefreaks
BEST EXPERIENCE: I met my amazing boyfriend as well as my best friend through rp, and I have met other awesome people through this as well!

WRITING  PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: All three is fine with me. XD
PLOTS OR MEMES: I will do both, but any shippy memes need to have a pre-established relationship
LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I will do both, it really depends on what I get to work with. My threads can go from one paragraphs to six and back from time to time. 
BEST TIME TO WRITE: I’m off and on, but I usually have my queue going to help me stay at least posting a little. Working only part time is killing me but it gives me time to be online and all over the place.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): That depends on the muse xD

Wish Me Luck and Help if You Can

themusechronicles:

themusechronicles:

So most of you know I’m in really deep right now since I lost my job and I now only have a part time job gettting 10-15 hours a week. This part time is not making a dent in the $1000+ negative hole my bills have put me in.  As of this moment, I am exactly -$1,235.67 because of bills and overdraft fees. I haven’t really eaten in the last week, mostly little things my parents have bought so that I don’t die while trying to figure out how I’m going to get through this financial fuckhole I’m in. 

Good news is that I just got off the phone setting up an interview for another part time job, so wish me luck on that front while I struggle to figure this whole thing out. 

If anyone can donate to help with the -$1,235.67, my paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com. Please help if you can, because my roommate is getting very antsy about me not having any money and I’m actually hiding in my room to avoid having to deal with him. 

UPDATE

My first check just came in, and it covered the negative balance of my bank account, but I still have two months of rent, two payments on both loans and my phone bill. Luckily my roommate was finally willing to just sit the fuck down and listen to his wife so my rent is lower until I get everything caught back up. With this in mind, the new amount I need now that my bank account has been brought back into the positive is only $900. 

Only $900 can change rapidly, though, if a loan tries to take a payment and my account ends up negative again. PLease donate if possible, guys. My paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com and I am writing drabbles/making stuff for those who help me because it’s all I have to give back. 

Wish Me Luck and Help if You Can

themusechronicles:

themusechronicles:

So most of you know I’m in really deep right now since I lost my job and I now only have a part time job gettting 10-15 hours a week. This part time is not making a dent in the $1000+ negative hole my bills have put me in.  As of this moment, I am exactly -$1,235.67 because of bills and overdraft fees. I haven’t really eaten in the last week, mostly little things my parents have bought so that I don’t die while trying to figure out how I’m going to get through this financial fuckhole I’m in. 

Good news is that I just got off the phone setting up an interview for another part time job, so wish me luck on that front while I struggle to figure this whole thing out. 

If anyone can donate to help with the -$1,235.67, my paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com. Please help if you can, because my roommate is getting very antsy about me not having any money and I’m actually hiding in my room to avoid having to deal with him. 

UPDATE

My first check just came in, and it covered the negative balance of my bank account, but I still have two months of rent, two payments on both loans and my phone bill. Luckily my roommate was finally willing to just sit the fuck down and listen to his wife so my rent is lower until I get everything caught back up. With this in mind, the new amount I need now that my bank account has been brought back into the positive is only $900. 

Only $900 can change rapidly, though, if a loan tries to take a payment and my account ends up negative again. PLease donate if possible, guys. My paypal is snarkwolf@yahoo.com and I am writing drabbles/making stuff for those who help me because it’s all I have to give back. 

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Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight

BITCH I REBLOGGED THIS AT 4AM AND SOME FIT GUY FROM MY HOMETOWN SLID INTO MY DMS at 11PM LIKE GIRL HONESTLY iM

Can the miracle be that I actually fall asleep at a reasonable time

I’m starting to feel like that miracle is falling into a deep sleep and actually waking up rested. Bless this post.

A miracle?

I don’t care how big or small I want one

I would like and could use a small miracle

MY MIRACLE WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND YEAH IT WAS TONIGHT INSTEAD OF LAST NIGHT BUT STILL

IT WORKED, PLEASE DO THIS YOU LITERLALLY HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE

It worked…I had a long convo with someone I missed.

Eclipse Hall | ciitylxghts

ciitylxghts:

themusechronicles

Some small part of Peter knew it was
probably a bad idea to sleep with an employee, but he and Tristan had been
dancing around each other for months and he was honestly tired of the game. HE
gave a harder bite at the exposed neck, a low growling moan escaping him as the
younger pressed closer to him. He reached around to slide his fingers just
under the hem of the jeans before pulling away. “Then let’s go. There’s a
bed with your name on it if you hurry up.” he promised, starting for the stairs
that led to his apartment. 

“Mm. I want you to leave me bruised tonight.” He
clung to Peter’s hand as he followed him closely up the stairs, heart racing.
For months, he’d been trying to get this, for months he had craved Peter, wanted
to really get to know him, and now he
was starting to get nervous. He had definitely slept with his colleagues
before, but his boss was new territory, and he felt even more determined than
usual to impress.

Once they were inside Peter’s apartment, he directed
him over to the sofa, pulling him down on top of him.

“Bruises, huh?” Peter asked, moving with ease to straddle the younger man. “You’d look gorgeous with my marks all over you.” He murmured as he leaned in to kiss him heatedly, already hard in his jeans as he did so. The thought of marking Tristan, of seeing those marks the next day, making his wolf eager to hear the other screaming for him. “Shirt off for me, Tris. Let me get my hands on this tight fucking body.”

Those We Leave Behind | lostshieldandhammer

lostshieldandhammer:

themusechronicles:

Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly. 

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke. 

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia. 

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied. 

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate. 

Steve continued to sleep and Stiles returned a few minutes later with a large tray that had plenty of food for Peter and Steve, whenever the other woke. Stiles set it down on the dresser and walked over, kissing Peter on the cheek softly. “Just take care of him,” he whispered. “Derek’s got everything else under control for now. Tell him we love him.”

Peter looked up, smiling sadly as Stiles walked around and kissed his cheek. “I will tell him. Thank you.” He replied, petting Steve’s hair. “I’ve got him, I promise. Go take care of your mate and the others. The news wont be easy on them.” He watched Stiles for a moment. “We’ll survive it, Stiles. We’ve survived much worse deaths.” He waited until Stikes was gone again to press his face into Steve’s hair and cry silently, able to sense his mate’s pain even as he rested. “Oh, my love. I wish I knew how to help. We’re so I tune it kills me to feel you hurting so much.” He whispered softly. “But we will survive, and we will get through. I have you, and I will be here as we get through it. I swear.”

Induced Heat | lostshieldandhammer

lostshieldandhammer:

themusechronicles:

Steve

STeve whimpered softly. “Tony please… stop holding back… just… gods… take me! I need you… Tony… please….” He was damn near crying, wanting to scream at the desperation that poured through him because of the induced heat. HE knew Tony wanted to be careful but at that moment, careful didn’t matter to him anymore. He needed to feel the alpha buried inside of him and the sooner, the better.

Any modicum of control Tony had left was lost and he leaned in, holding himself up with one hand as the other pressed two fingers inside and scissored. He wanted to prep Steve at least a little before the two of them lost control. He could feel his rut settling into his skin and he groaned, biting gently at Steve’s neck. “Gotta get you ready at least a little, baby. Wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I hurt you.” he breathed huskily, though his eyes tinted just the slightest fraction as he looked down at him. He was quickly looking focus, but managed to make sure the penthouse was locked down so no one could disturb them. HE leaned to kiss Steve again, hard and possessive. “Mine.” he panted against Steve’s lips, adding a third finger. 

Steve whined and moaned beneath him, gasping sharply as those fingers pressed deep inside of him, scissoring him open, making him even hotter and more wet than before. “Yours…” he whimpered softly, kissing Tony hard as that third finger pressed inside of him. “Please… enough…. don’t need anymore prep… I just need you… want you…” he begged, fingers gripping tightly at Tony’s back and shoulders, raking down them and leaving light marks in their wake.

Tony shivered at the needy begging, nuzzling into Steve’s neck as he withdrew his fingers and adjusted to press the head of his dick gently into the omega. He gasped sharply as he sank further into Steve. “Fuck, baby.” He breathed, kissing and nibbling at Steve’s neck, fighting the urge to bite down. “I love you. So, so much, Steve. Do anything for you.” He swore, settling to give Steve time to adjust to the new sensation.

Anchor | lostshieldandhammer

lostshieldandhammer:

themusechronicles:

Steve

Steve reached across and rested his hand over Thor’s, squeezing gently. “He was right then,” he said softly. “I’m glad you came back to me and that we figured out everything between us. There’s no place else I’d rather be now than with you. You’re everything to me, Thor. More important than anything else in my life.”

Thor looked at Steve and gave a soft smile, pausing to lean over and kiss him. “My brother knew me very well. He had over a thousand years to learn, after all.” He replied, nodding a little. “When I lost my people, I had very little hope. I only wanted to be home with you and let you meet them all. Losing Heimdall cut my chances of getting home to near nothing, he was the main reason I could travel between worlds. Losing Loki…” His voice went quiet again for a moment, turning his hand to lace their fingers. “It was all I had left of home, and all I wanted was wake up next to you and it all be a dream. But I knew Thanos was coming for earth, for you and the others and that rage at losing the one person I had left that I truly loved…it got me through long enough to get my axe, to get that hope back. I knew if I had anything left to fight for, it was you.” He turned to face Steve fully. “I know human customs are slightly strange to me, still. But I want to ask you to marry me, Steven. All I am is yours, and only you could call me home. I want that to be official.”

Thor was the only person who would call him ‘Steven’ and he loved the way it sounded coming from the other man. When Thor mentioned wanting to marry him, Steve felt like his heart might beat its way out of his chest. He stood up from his chair and walked around to Thor, still holding the other’s hand in his own. He stepped between the king’s thighs and leaned down to kiss him softly, brushing fingers through the back of his hair. “If you ask me, know that my only answer will be yes,” he whispered softly. “You are my home as well, Thor. So long as I am with you, I will be happy.”

Thor kept his eyes in Steve as rhe other moved around the table. He opened his legs some more to accommodate Steve, his free hand moving to rest at the side of Steve’s neck, his blue eyes meeting Steve’s paper ones. “My love, you are what gibes the world meaning. I shall ask for blessings tomorrow, but for now, I want us to enjoy some time alone. We’ve had a rough night.” He murmured softly. He tilted his head and hid his face in Steve’s neck. “My mate, my queen, my soul.” He whispered, holding him close.