I have an evil!grian m!a in my inbox that I may activate tomorrow. Be afraid.

truth serum - my muse has to answer any and all questions regardless of what it is.

The little voice somewhere around him made his breath catch in his throat in a silent, prepared scream. “Jack?” It started, almost silent and grew in volume and alarm as Grian searched vainly for the boy without finding him. His voice was practically in Grian’s ears, surrounding him. “Jack?! Jack!” Shoves pushed him off path. He tripped and skinned his limbs against unforgiving asphalt. Someone was taking Jack by the arm, dragging him away, tears streaking his face. “You promised!” He promised. He failed. No. He couldn’t have failed—

"No!" Grian bolted upright. Jack’s sleeping form was jolted from his torso and he quickly retrieved him in a firm, but shaky embrace. He was all right. They were okay.





"Help me, please! Untie me!" //h i


    "If you’re not quiet, there are ways to make you quiet.”image

"What are you expecting to get out of this?"

"You're tall."



                 ”—I must get that from my father.
                                         You know, you’re pretty tall yourself.”


          “Oh, we don’t get much of that around here anymore. Not at the motel, anyway. If you’re lookin’ for social, I’d suggest heading on out to Fairvale. They hold little town events all the time. Potlucks, and the like. Are you, um—? Are you from out of town?

"Ah, er. I’m not really the social type. Yeah, I’m…just an artist. I happened to like the place and…well, would you mind if I did a sketch or a painting?"

@ //bb!jack shhh



"Hey," mumbled Grian, startled awake by the sudden movement, "wad’y think you’re doin’?" He opened a single eye to peer at the boy curled close to him. A yawn stretched his mouth wide and he reached a hand to absently rub the other’s back. It always worked to put Eli to sleep, even as the boy grew older, so maybe it would work for Jack, too.

Jack snuggled up closer to Grian, hiding his face in the other’s chest so that he wouldn’t have to look into his eyes. “Can’t sleep.” His response was muffled by Grian’s shirt, but the little boy immediately relaxed when he felt a large warm hand on his back.

He might not get kicked out after all.

In order to keep Jack relaxed and hopefully on the path to sleep, Grian didn’t speak as he continued to rub his back to soothe the other to sleep. However, as he did, he woke more until he felt as though he could not return to sleep, even if he tried. 

Thoughts assaulted his mind.

Send 3 questions. The character will answer 2. The mun will answer 1.

Put one of these in my ask box! (Kidnapped!)


  • "Where do you think you’re going?"
  • You’re not going anywhere.”
  • "You belong to me now."
  • "There, nice and tight."
  • "Shh, there’s no need to scream."
  • "There, that should keep you quiet."
  • "Why are you doing this?"
  • "Let me go!"
  • "Release me!"
  • "Help me!"
  • "Untie me!"
  • "Mmmph!"
  • "How are we suppse to get out of this?"
  • "Someone will come for me!"