atardecer había traído consigo un estado de ebriedad agradable en francesa, el balance perfecto entre la sensación de estar flotando y la cordura. para nico, aquel era el punto ideal; croissant en mano al que le proporciona mordisco resulta ser el mejor que probó en la vida, por lo que no duda en acercarlo a rostro de persona junto a ella. "¿quieres? está delicioso —podemos compartir."

He noticed her in the club because she was so different from everyone. She was dressed accordingly, her makeup accentuated the beauty of her face, but it looked like her mind was elsewhere. Her eyes didn't see the flashing lights and dancing crowd, she moved in her own rhythm and barely paid attention to the guy that was with her. She was strange, and he wanted to know what was her secret. When she decided to leave he made sure to be outside before her.

"You didn't seem to enjoy back there." A soft accent gave a charm to his polished English. "It wasn't your idea to come here, am I right?" He nodded to his own words and smiled at her. "What about your friend? Isn't he goin' to look for you?"

@brittlefcrged

@deadjavu //

"Ah, shit." Nero assessed the damage of the old van, bent over underneath the hood, Devil Breaker arm elbow-deep in a cornucopia of unmarked steel and plastic guts. He yanked out a loose wire, a soft uh-oh leaving his lips before he dangled it in front of Nico. "Yeah, pretty sure that's not s'posed to happen."

He tossed the wire aside, closed the hood, and leaned against it, folding his arms and looking out at the brunette. "It's late. Can't we just hole up in a motel or somethin' for the night? I don't wanna be out here tryin' to fix this. None of the parts shops are gonna be open at this hour, anyway."

There was a sleepy motel somewhere not even a half-mile back. He could tow the van back himself and get it all fixed in the morning. Besides, he was feeling exhausted, and he wondered if Nico herself was getting tired, too.

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 ~

♡ for a one-liner for Wolfwood from Trigun.

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 . 𓂅 ⠀ ⠀FECHADO;

clique no ♡ para receber uma mensagem do nico ! exclusivo pra muses que não tem plot combinado com ele.

open to: f/nb

plot: based on this

connection: my muse is helping your muse pick out a dress for their blind date.

" I like the purple one.. " he lied. the red one was by far the best, but he couldn't image them going on a date with someone else in his favorite dress for them. " why are you going on these stupid dates anyway?" he tried not to sound so annoyed, as he aimlessly wandered around the room, picking up knick knacks here and there.

@gloriouswhispers nico x zane - gencorp

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It's a very important meeting, even if it happens every Monday morning to kick start the week. Surely, if it's important, it wouldn't be needed every Monday. By it's very continuous nature, doesn't that mean each week makes last week unimportant? So that means...it's not that important? Everything Zane is saying right now won't matter next Monday. But, given everyone's serious expression around the table, Nico assumes he's the only one thinking this, his pen tapping away against his notepad. So far he's written down one thing. Monday. He laughs slightly, trying to not interrupt his brother's...speech? He catches Zane's gaze, a grin spreading over his features with a knowing look in his eye as his brother sends everyone off for their day. Nico stays put, obviously. "That is creeeeeeepy, bro." he snickers, words carrying no ire and they just float with a lazy tone. "Seeing you be serious is like...you ever seen a teacher when they weren't teaching? It's that. Gets me every fucking time." he sighs with amusement, arms unfolding over his head as he leans back in the seat. "Ooh, big stretch." Nico mutters contently through a strained voice before shaking himself more awake. "What do I have to do? Like specifically. Do I need to be here all day?"

nico   laurier  .  test   muse  .  straight  .  pop   punk   artist . 

‘  she’s   just   a   groupie  .  don’t   let   her   get   under   your   skin . ’

kaleb’s fingers slide gently through his boyfriend’s hair, carefully caressing his scalp. sometimes he liked to spend his days off like this. in bed doing nothing or watching a movie which he didn’t pay attention to because he preferred to distract nico every time he was too immersed in the movie, covering his face with kisses. “ … the blue is almost gone.” he says with a pout, twirling a strand of hair around his finger. he loved each and every one of his looks, even his messy hair in the mornings making him look so adorable, but god… he loved that blue hair so much. “should we dye it again? I can do it now if you want." he proposes, kissing the corner of his lips. @moonfl0wxr

open: f/nb who: nico aguilar, he/him, 26, drummer dynamic: inexperienced gf x experienced bf pinterest: x

"what? what's the matter, why'd you stop? you were doing so good..."

closed starter for @babyfacewrites​

things had been different, as of late. quieter. nico’s apartment had taken on an emptiness he didn’t quite recognise, as if he could truly see maeve’s absence in a way he hadn’t with anyone else he’d maintained a casual relationship with. he supposed that no one before her had kept much at his place, since things had never lasted all that long, but he kept expecting to see little parts of her like he usually did. and don’t even get him started on the dreams. two of them, since they’d seen each other, one where he woke up stretching out in bed, thinking she was there only to find empty space. it was... embarrassing, to say the least, but easy to hide behind an air of normalcy. he’d been working as much as he could, going on hikes with his dog and his camera, taking plenty of photographs and replying to any and all emails at the speed of light. a night out had seemed like a good idea when one of his friends had suggested it, until he’d gotten out and realised the group of friends was much larger than had been expressed to him. in fact, he spied a dark head of hair within two minutes of entering the few booths their friend group were sharing. instantly he was asking for shots, taking two to start himself off, as he tried his best not to watch her. when she caught notice of him, he lifted his hand in an awkward wave, giving a small, nervous smile. 

This is a starter call from anyone willing for one of these 3 muses. Hania Tintreach, Nico Minoru, or Raven Darkholme.

OPEN STARTER // REVEAL // NICO PARKER

"Okay fine, you really wanna know what I've been hiding. I'll show you... But just don't fucking freak alright?" Nico looks uncharacteristically nervous, hell even afraid. She usually was a force of nature but Nico today was terrified. And it was all because she was about to reveal a secret, a secret that she was ashamed of.

Clenching her fists, the room around them begins to shake. At first most would mistake it for an earthquake, but then it became clear the source was coming from Nico herself. After a few moments it stopped with Nico unable to look at the person in front of her.

"So ermm-- yeah I've got powers... I'm a supe.."

my bloody valentine mini event || lan sizhui && nico di angelo (( @irresistiibles​ ))

“please stay back, I don’t want to hurt you,” he had attempted to avoid people and try to get back to his apartment, but that hadn’t worked - he’d only been met with other people, which he didn’t want, he wanted to be alone so he could hopefully fight whatever this was locked in his apartment. 

"I'm in a bitey mood. Someone let me give them a chomp please?"

open to: f plot: based on this . nico is helping your muse pick out a dress for their blind date...

"  I  like  the  pink  one . . . "  𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞 .  the  black  one  was  by  far  the  best,  but  he  couldn't  image  them  going  on  a  date  with  someone  else  in  his  favorite  dress of hers.  "  why  are  you  going  on  these  stupid  dates  anyway?"  he  tried  not  to  sound  so  annoyed,  as  he  aimlessly  wandered  around  the  room,  picking  up  knick  knacks  here  and  there .