Send me one of the following tropes for a set up with our muses

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:  🔒 Locked out  [[mebbe with Charlie?]]

🔒 Locked out - Our muses are both locked out of their building for the night

“Seriously!? I could have sworn I had an extra key...” Charlie muttered to herself, looking between the locked door and Angel Dust. She tried knocking to see if anyone would answer and received no response. Then she tried calling Vaggie. Still no response. She must be busy right now...

Letting out defeated sigh, she turned to face Angel with an apologetic expression. “Well, um, looks like we’re locked out of the hotel for the night.”

@multicoloredspider-andfriends​​ [ x ]

“ You’re tellin’ me you c’n fart out webs?? That’s so gross, man! You gotta show me! ”

ICONIC  THINGS  GLaDOS  FROM  PORTAL  HAS  SAID. [ x ]

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:

“   i   know   you’re   there  .   i   can   sense   you  .   ”  [[from angel c: ]]

A heave of a static - laced sigh, the Radio Demon's form coalescing from amidst the shadows he’d been attempting to hide in from his soulmate. Their damned bond was as much a curse as a blessing, and Alastor allowed his vexation at being sniffed out so easily to pass over their connection.

“ What do you want, Angel? ” Alastor asked flatly, no trace of his usual energetic flair present in his voice. He’d been hiding himself away for DAYS now, sulking over a particularly humiliating loss at the hands of another Overlord. He didn’t want to face anyone, not for as long as it could be avoided.

"heya, squirt, how the hell've y'been?" [[hope u don't mind me tossin' angel dust atcha despite it being Literal Years]]

"ANGEL!" Oh no PROTECT HIS LEGS... TOO LATE, THE SMOL HAS LATCHED ONTO ONE GIGGLING.

▒○╠ [[   @multicoloredhorses-andfriends​​ ​  ]] ╣○▒

“ Is it that strange that a tree is here? “

The silhouette glances back over towards the tree that seemingly sprout out of no where from the cement. Last he recalls, cities tended to have trees in them so what is the oddity about this one? 

Granted, said tree was his own making as the twisted bark looks errily similar to a face frozen in terror.

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“ Right now? This, ” Bandit replied, perfectly content to simply waste time holding her. His work was done for the day. Kids at a friend’s house. Wasn’t often they got time to themselves, so he fully intended to take advantage of it. “ Y’ need a hand with that? ”

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:

❤ [[bandit/sadie :3c ]]

send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character. [ x ]

❤  for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ || continued from [ x ]

Alastor growled as his lips detached from Angel’s fur, a trickle of spit oozing down his chin. So unseemly. He lacked his usual tight control over himself, feral and hungry as he felt in the moment. And he didn’t care at all. The sound of Angel groaning out his name inspired a rush of excitement in him the deer demon rarely experienced, outside of these moments with his lover. He wanted more of it, NEEDED more of it.

“ Mine,” Alastor insisted, somewhat breathless from his eager ministrations. “ All of this -- all of you. It belongs to me. ”

His lips brushed tenderly over a spot, on the junction of Angel’s neck and shoulder.

“ And I want everyone to know it. ”

Then he bit -- hard. He wanted to leave tooth marks and an ugly bruise in the wake of this beautiful moment between them.

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:

“How about you ride me?" Angel Dust asked, as his hands roamed over her dress-covered form, a hand slipping up to press between her legs. "I’d love to see you bob up and down my cock.”

Celestia bit her lip and shifted slightly in her seat on his lap, squirming at the multiple hands squeezing and groping at her flesh. His confident request made her flush — it was unsurprising he was so familiar with such unabashed dirty talk, and Celestia found the bluntness so refreshing from the usual guarded words her subjects spoke around her.

“ You’d love to, huh? ” She sighed when a few fingers pressed against her mound, briefly losing her track of thought as Angel massaged her puffy lips absentmindedly. She teetered forward, resting her muzzle on his fluffy chest with her arms thrown around his neck. He had no right being this good with his hands...

“ Mn — I’d love to have you underneath me as I clench around you — ”

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:

❊ I want to roleplay with you✸ I want to plot with you✤ I want to ship with you✥ I have roleplayed with you and it was great✢ I like your characters✣ I like the way you express your muse(s)✡ I agree on all your headcanons❋ Your blog is one of my favs✦ I like seeing you on my dash❆ I love your art❇ I love the way you write [[ :3c ]]

Send Me a symbol for how you feel x

dshjddshj tysm caine!! you should know i love you just as much 💞💞 i’d love to get more rping and talking done!! you should know youre always welcome to slide into my dms!

Send ❤️ if you want to ship but are too shy to ask

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ said:  ❤️

Sure! I’d love to ship. Feel free to lemme know which of my muses strike your interest ^^

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. [ x ]

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​​ said:

❛  you’re jealous, aren’t you ?  ❜  [[from angel]]

“ Pshh   — JEALOUS? Me?? ” Scratch countered angrily, in an offended tone that DEFINITELY did not suggest any sort of jealousy was involved here in the slightest. Shoulda known better than to even feign interest in an explanation as to why Angel Dust had failed to appear for one of their usual little rendezvous, in favor of something or someone else.  “ I’m not jealous! Cripes. My time’s precious, y’know? I coulda enjoyed a real good nap instead of waitin’ all night for you to finally decide t’ gimme a call back! I mean, how hard was it t’ shoot a quick text sayin’ you hadta cancel? ”

"Hey Alastor, your ass is bussin', respectfully. Sheeeesh!"

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends​ [ x ]

They hadn’t been meaning to make their colleague uncomfortable -- after all, Winston had proven to be an invaluable asset in the construction of the quantum destabilizer. They were mostly just curious, was all.

“ Alright. Well. I think maybe it’s time we took a short break. Maybe we could get something to eat? ”

@multicoloredhorses-andfriends || continued from [ x ]

[ ☆彡 }  “ -- Tony? ” was all she could manage to get out before the tears started, the girl unable to do much more than throw herself at him in a hug. She’d dreamed about this so many times, and couldn’t honestly believe it was real. Even holding on to him, feeling him in her arms, smelling his old familiar scent ... she couldn’t fully believe this was happening.

continued from [x] @multicoloredhorses-andfriends

[ ☆彡 }  “ Tony, ” Castor stated, tone firm as she crossed her arms. “ I know I’m not ashh smart ashh you. But I’m not dumb. Pleashhe...”

Her expression became sad, then. She always hurt for him, even when he was being stubborn. Maybe even ESPECIALLY then, because if he didn’t let himself hurt, then she just had to do it for him.

“ I wanna help. But I can’t if you shut me out. ”