Sketching a Muse

If you are also interested in getting a story for yourself, considering commissioning me :3 characters and artword belongs to castle cats posted using postybirb sketching a muse by olemgar/rodrigulino for lavy1 story contains: male/female,

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Divine Musings

Posted using postybirb **divine musings** _by dragonien_ _ _ i never would have imagined i'd end up dating a god. then again who in their right mind would? can you imagine trying to explain that to your friends?

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Matt's Muse

#5 of digimon "matt's muse" * * * matt x weregarurumon * * * matt sighed deeply, looking at the blank computer monitor. he leaned back in his chair, staring at the spinning celing fan.

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The Rooftop Muse

I'm just saying that ideas tend to float around until the muse finds someone who will both listen and act on the idea!)

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The Night's Muse

She realized then, just before the thin edge of sleep stole over her, that she had never lost her muse. her muse had lost her in the rush of life. her muse was her music. both one and the same with herself.

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A Muse's Blessing

A muse's blessing the sun sets on a lonely stretch of highway. a single figure walks along the deserted road, his mane blowing in the evening breeze. the young stallion purposefully walking, guitar strapped to his back.

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To Please The Muse

"i've got a new little muse now... and i plan on milking everything out of him i can." the otter just smiled around his lover's shaft as he squirmed.

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Angelic Muse

I think about my life and regret fate's choice then i suddenly hear a voice and i look up as i was confuse as i see the blinding figure the figure of a muse i shield my eyes as i beheld thee and then she said to me 'are thou blinded by what

A Wild Muse

\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ a wild muse - by kandrel * * * the gentle scratching of pencil across paper was only barely audiable in the silence of keith's room.

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A Hungry Muse

"looks like i'll have to get the muse." he hated to use it. the muse was a powerful thing, admittedly, but it was addictive and lonely as well. as soon as it was out of the container he put it in, it would want to share and talk and 'play'.

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[Ch01] Musings

**musings** "damn it!" dieter stared at the box of now-shattered tiles on the concrete floor beneath his feet.

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