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#muse: francis munch
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Least used muses if your interested let me know
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ghostlighted · 3 years
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neverallnorman-blog · 7 years
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ADD 4 ARTWORKS THAT REPRESENT YOUR MUSE.
i. the blind man’s meal  /  pablo picasso ii.  house by the railroad  /  edward hopper iii. separation  /  edvard munch iv. american gothic  /  grant wood v. the murder / paul cezanne vi. the raven / odilon redon vii. man with head wound / francis bacon viii. le suicidé / édouard manet
TAGGED BY:  stole it from  @scarestress TAGGING: whoever wants to do this!
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FOUR ARTWORKS THAT REPRESENT YOUR MUSE 
Tagged by: @desertfragments Tagging: @norikwrites @birthwr0ng @sarkisms @terneism
Belomancie I (Belomancy I) by Yves Tanguy
Night in St. Cloud by Edvard Munch
Machine Turn Quickly by Francis Picabia 
Over the Caspian Sea by Tahir Salahov     
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Send "I'd totally fuck you" my for my muses reaction to yours saying it. (for Francis)
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" Mmm, well I'm not apposed to the idea." Moving closer to her he pulls her close. Kissing her his hands roam over her sides then lower before he pulls back to look into her eyes. " I can make this night one of the best if you'll let me."
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Francis had been yet again requested for a job. It amazed him at times at how easy it was to get past these people with what he did. Did they just not notice... or not care? That didn't matter. What did matter was he had a job to do and that was to meet the employer for the job. Looking at himself in the mirror one last time he knew he looked good and he had what he needed to get the job done.
Getting the location he was soon arriving. Parking his car he looks around eventually going inside the hotel. Heading to the elevator he hums the tune playing. The man he was going to meet had rented the entire top floor so it would just be the two of them. It was always nice when there was less complications.
Leaving the elevator he moves on down the hallway doing a little jig. He would be taking down a man that had outstanding warrants and he was also in the FBIs most wanted. Funny that this kind of man was asking for his help and had no idea what was coming his way.
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@hiddenxshadowsx
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Ok many of my muses are active for Sinday. You know what to do.
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It had taken time, research, the right people and of course patients. Hopper finally had caught the man the CIA has needed for some time now. Francis was in a bolted down metal chair as he struggled with his restraints. He had no weapons on him, they had beaten him up. He was sure he was going to bruise but that mattered not. After some talk he was dragged away to a lower part of the CIA.
Francis knew these walls like back of his hand. Before he was taken into a dark room Hopper stands before him grinning in his triumph. " I told you this would happen... and now look at us. The tables have certainly turned. Now be a good boy and do as your told." Francis spits blood at his boots before he's shoved into the room.
He was left in the room for hours. Unable to do anything but suffer through the pains and loss. Hopper watched from the sidelines enjoying his torment. Francis was released once he was deemed in perfect order. They had their man back. Now all they needed to do was set him up with a list of targets and see if he did the job right.
It was a few days before Francis returned home. He had his equipment and he was covered in blood, it wasent his. Looking around it seemed quite. Sighing lightly he moved to the livingroom to sit down.
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@akryptoniangirl
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❛ You know, you’re brave joking like that. ❜
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"Do you really think so? Yeahhhhh.... I tend to get in trouble at the worst of times. My mouth is terrible. May I apologize but giving you a gift in return?" Perhaps flowers, pizza, Ben and Jerry's or even all the above... or maybe a spa day?"
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" Please... stay with me tonight."
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When your muses are I a dirty/ Smutty mood.
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Kara smiled up at Francis. "Do you have any idea just how adorable you are? I've never met anyone that makes me smile the way you do."
"Who me? Nah. If anyones adorable here it's you sweetheart. I mean have you seen the way your nose scrunches when you smile sometimes and don't get me started on your laugh. It brightens the entire room. I could listen to it all day."
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​❝ how about a pumpkin spice latte? ❞ (suprise me for muses? Whoever you feeling for hun 💛 for whomever you'd like)
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" Ooooh that sounds rather delicious. How about yes to that and yes also for candy?"
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"When life throw you lemons.... fuck, just throw them back asking for something sweeter."
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“ you did this to him, didn’t you?”(for francis)
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" Yes, well it had to be done. It was either him or me and I'm certainly not getting brainwashed into being the Grim Reaper again."
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Send 💋 if your muse wants a kiss from mine (for francis)
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Francis grins lightly before he pulls her close to him before kissing her. Kissing her was a good feeling. It made him feel good and he certainly was wanting more. Wrapping his arms around her he holds her close to him.
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