whaaat? I somehow missed that I surpassed my 250th follower! Oh my goodness!! I’ll be putting together a follow forever for this milestone as well as for the new year!
Thanks to all who follow me here and on my multi-muse, @heart-on-her-sleeve
Y’all have made me feel so welcome as I rejoined the rpc.
Much love & Happy Holidays!
He stood under the nearly scalding water, letting the warmth permeate his being. As he got out, he wrapped a towel around his waist walked to the mirror, staring at the tired eyes looking back at him. He peeled his gaze away and walked to his bedroom, pulling a pair of sleep pants on before sitting on the edge of his bed. Head in hands, he let his eyes close as he let the faces of those he lost flash through his mind. He learned their names, so he could pay them homage. Someone needed to remember them. He grabbed his notepad from his side table and scribbled the names down. He couldn’t forget; or else they might be forgotten forever.
He slid the notepad back into the drawer and rejoined Jo in the kitchen, his nose leading the way. “Mmm, smells delicious,” Tom practically sang as his stomach growled loudly, his feet bouncing him with each step.
“Oh, perfect ti-” Jo trailed off as she turned to look at Tom, her eyes landing on the shirtless man. She licked her lips, eyes flicking over his abs and chest before she finally brought her attention back up to his face. “Uh. Yeah. I mean. Food’s ready,” she stammered, cheeks pink as she tore her eyes away from the man and back to the food she was cooking.
Why did he have to be shirtless? And so hot? That was entirely unfair and if he didn’t put proper clothes on she was going to have a really hard time focusing on the food she’d made.
“It’s, um. It’s maple-bourbon stuffed french toast. With bacon. Bacon is always good,” she told him, moving to pull the bacon out of the oven, trying to keep herself occupied and looking anywhere except the man’s toned chest.
Tom was practically oblivious to Jo’s staring as he re-entered the kitchen. “Sounds amazing, you’ve only talked up this famous french toast of yours for months now,” he grinned, grabbing plates and utensils before setting the table for the two.
He bounced back over to the counter, jumping up to sit on the counter, his feet dangling as he leaned back and propped his body on his arms. “Mmm. Bacon,” Tom sat up and leaned closer as she pulled the pan of sizzling meat from the oven, his mouth watering.
i want a co-parenting plot where muse a and muse b are co-parenting and raising a young child but are also exes???
As if it was fate, Tom could hear the audible beep as Jesse finished her sentence. The voicemail had ended itself, just in the nick of time. “I’m sure Mama will call back later, okay? I think she’s still workin’,” he explained, locking his phone screen and sliding his phone into his pocket. Tom was hoping she’d calm down soon, as he didn’t want this experience to traumatize her and make her fearful later in life. “I’m sure when she comes home, she’ll bring some of those super yummy marshmallows and we can have hot cocoa and snuggle on the couch together, okay? But for now, you and I can snuggle here while we wait for the doctor to look at the pictures of your arm,” he said, placing a kiss on Jesse’s head.
- Muse A is on their way home when the blizzard of the century is hitting them. Since making their way home is impossible Muse A decide to ring on a random doorbell, hoping someone is kind enough to open and grant them shelter from the storm. When Muse B finally opens they are quickly allowing them in.
Possible Connections:
Muse A and Muse B are long lost lovers
Muse A and Muse B have been childhood sweethearts but lost contact after high school graduation
Muse A and Muse B have been enemies at school/college/work as long as they remember knowing each other- Muse A is a bar owner and is closing the bar while Muse B, one of his bartenders is preparing to head back home before the storm really arrives in their town, but when Muse A looks out of the window they decide that it’s far too dangerous for Muse B to get into the car and drive all the way back home, so Muse B stays with Muse A in the bar, having a blizzard sleepover with booze and food from boxroom
- Muse A and Muse B have been enemies in high school but someone had that stupid idea to organize a paper chase and they have ended up in a team together. While they are out there in the woods there is a snow storm coming and they find shelter in a cabin far away from civilization, hoping that sooner or later someone realizes they are missing and come to their rescue, hopefully before they start killing each other
*♡ ˙ ˖ ✧･ﾟ — holiday ask meme ! — ･ﾟ✧ ˖ ˙ ♡ *
- send 🎄 for our muses to decorate the christmas tree together .
- send 🌿 for our muses to be caught under mistletoe .
- send ⛄️ for our muses to build a snowman together .
- send ❄️ for our muses to be caught indoors due to a snowstorm .
- send 🛩 for your muse to surprise mine by making it home for the holidays .
- send 🍪 for our muses to bake cookies for santa together .
- send 🎁 for my muse to try & guess what yours got them for christmas .
- send 🙈 for our muses to stay up waiting for santa .
- send 🥶️ for our muses to warm up by cuddling close to a fire .
- send 💝 for my muse to give yours a handmade gift .
Sometimes I tell myself I’m okay. I repeat it, like a mantra. I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay. Because I’m afraid if I stop, even for a moment, I will drown in all the reasons I am not.
He smirked as she mentioned hot chocolate. Oh, how he wished they could all be home as a family, curled up on the couch under a blanket, laughing and giggling while they tried not to spill hot cocoa everywhere.
Tom dialed Cara’s number and held it to his ear, the ringing almost numbing to his ear.He put the phone on speaker as the voicemail greeting began playing, he looked at Jesse. “Hey, hon, just me. Let me preface by saying that everything’s being handled, but Jess and I are in the ER. I think she broke her arm, but we’re waiting on confirmation from the attending.” Tom paused and looked at his daughter again. “Here, she wants to tell you something.” He took it off speaker and gave the phone to his daughter, holding it to her ear until she had a firm hold on it.
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