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🖤🏍️🥃 MAN APPRECIATION MONDAY — OPIE WINSTON 🥃🏍️🖤
@MercifulMerit
Right, so apparently it's Man Appreciation Monday, and as much as my husband might like to believe he's the only handsome man who deserves my attention, I'm perfectly capable of appreciating other good-looking men without needing to be reminded that I'm a married woman. 😂🙄
Sorry, Jax, darling. You knew who you married. 🤣💋
Today, we're appreciating one Mr Harry Winston, better known as Opie. The big, bearded, long-haired biker with the tattoos, the heart of gold, and enough rugged good looks to make a girl momentarily forget what she was talking about. 🥵🔥
I mean, COME ON. Have you seen the man? The hair, the beard, the arms, the whole lumberjack-meets-outlaw situation he's got going on? Someone explain to me why this man looks like he could chop down a tree, rebuild a Harley, and then give you the world's warmest hug without even breaking a sweat. 😂🏍️
And before my husband starts giving me that look, let me make something perfectly clear.
I AM MARRIED. I AM LOYAL. I AM SIMPLY APPRECIATING THE VIEW. THERE IS A DIFFERENCE, JACKSON. 🤣🤣🤣
Besides, Opie is one of those men who deserves appreciation for far more than his looks. Beneath all that leather, ink, and intimidating biker exterior is a fiercely loyal man with a heart bigger than most people will ever understand.
He's the kind of man who shows up for his people. The kind who stands beside his brothers when things get ugly. The kind who doesn't need to shout about how much he cares because his actions speak louder than any words ever could.
And honestly? That kind of loyalty is worth more than a pretty face. Although, thankfully, Opie happens to have both. 🖤🥹
He's strong without needing to prove it, protective without needing applause, and capable of loving his people with a depth that makes you want to reach through the screen and give the poor man a massive hug.
Someone get this biker a break, a comfortable sofa, a decent meal, and approximately seventeen hours of uninterrupted sleep. The man has earned it. 😂❤️
Now, let's address the elephant in the clubhouse.
Jax Teller is my husband. The father of my beautiful twins, Nathaniel and Elizabeth, and the man who owns my heart. That is my handsome, blue-eyed problem, and I'm very happy with my choice. Thank you very much. 😘❤️
BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN I CAN'T APPRECIATE HIS BEST FRIEND'S BEARD.
I'M ONLY HUMAN, PEOPLE. 😂😂😂
And before you start, Jax, no, I'm not trading you in. You're stuck with me, sweetheart. For better or worse, through thick and thin, and through every questionable decision you make with that club of yours.
Besides, I happen to like my husband exactly where he is.
Preferably within kissing distance. 😉💋
So here's to Opie Winston. A damn good man, a loyal brother, a walking teddy bear disguised as a terrifying biker, and one of Charming's finest examples of why you should never judge a book by its leather cover.
Happy Man Appreciation Monday, Opie! Keep being the wonderful, big-hearted, ridiculously handsome man you are.
And don't let this go to your head. We already have enough oversized egos in SAMCRO, and I'm fairly certain my husband is responsible for at least half of them. 🤣🤣🤣
Love you, Opie. Now come here and give me a hug before Jax starts measuring the distance between us with a bloody ruler. 😂🖤🏍️
#ManAppreciationMonday #SAMCRO #MarriedNotBlind #ItsJustAppreciationJaxDontBitch #DontStartTeller 🖤🥃🏍️
🖤🥃😈 MAN CRUSH MONDAY — DAMON SALVATORE, THE REASON MY STANDARDS ARE BOTH UNREASONABLY HIGH AND EXTREMELY QUESTIONABLE. 😈🥃🖤
@diabolicalslvtr
Right. It's Monday, and apparently I'm choosing violence against my own peace of mind by publicly appreciating a certain sarcastic, smirking, leather-jacket-wearing vampire who has absolutely no business being that bloody attractive.
Damon Salvatore. 🙄🥵❤️🔥
A thousand years of vampire drama? No. A few hundred years of emotional baggage, questionable life choices, murder, sarcasm, and a face that could get him acquitted in a court of law? Absolutely. 😂
Look, I'm not saying I'd ignore every red flag for this man, but I *am* saying I'd probably ask him whether they came in burgundy to match his eyes. 🚩🤣
THE SMIRK. THE EYES. THE HAIR. THE LEATHER JACKET. THAT VOICE. THE ABSOLUTE AUDACITY OF A MAN WHO CAN COMMIT A CRIME, MAKE A SARCASTIC COMMENT ABOUT IT, AND STILL LOOK LIKE HE SHOULD BE ON THE COVER OF A MAGAZINE.
Sir, this is a public service announcement. PLEASE CALM DOWN. Some of us are trying to live normal lives here. 😩🔥
And can we talk about his personality for a second? Because Damon has the emotional communication skills of a brick wall, the patience of a toddler denied dessert, and the coping mechanisms of someone who thinks bourbon and sarcasm solve literally everything.
Bad day? Bourbon.
Feelings? Bourbon.
Someone asks him to communicate like a functioning adult? MORE BOURBON. 🥃😂
Honestly, therapy would be cheaper than the amount of trouble this man causes, but then again, therapy doesn't come with cheekbones like THAT. 🤷🏼♀️🤣
And the sarcasm? Don't even get me started. I would absolutely spend half my time telling him to stop being an insufferable pain in the arse and the other half trying not to laugh at whatever inappropriate comment just came out of his mouth.
The man could insult me, steal my drink, eat my food, and probably murder my favourite houseplant, and I'd still be standing there thinking, *God, he's annoying. Wonder what he's doing later?* 😂🖤
BUT — and this is a very important but — beneath all that snark, swagger, and spectacularly terrible decision-making is a man who feels far more than he likes to admit. A fiercely loyal, ridiculously protective, secretly soft-hearted menace who hides his vulnerability behind jokes and a smirk.
And that, Mr Salvatore, is where you get dangerous.
Because the face might catch my attention, but the rare moments when you let the mask slip? Those are what make you interesting. 🖤🥀
So, happy Man Crush Monday to my favourite walking contradiction. The vampire who makes bad decisions look good, emotional damage look fashionable, and sarcasm look like a legitimate love language.
Damon, darling, you're a walking red flag wrapped in a designer leather jacket, and frankly, the flag is starting to look suspiciously like a cape because you've got enough drama for an entire bloody theatre production. 😂 👏🏻
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to make several more questionable life choices, beginning with giving this post far too much thought.
And Damon?
Put the bourbon down, stop smirking at me like that, and for the love of all things immortal, STOP BEING SO BLOODY HOT.
Some of us have reputations to maintain. 😏💋🥃
Happy Man Crush Monday, Damon Salvatore. 🖤
You're a disaster, sweetheart. A beautiful, sarcastic, emotionally constipated disaster. And unfortunately for my common sense, I appreciate the aesthetic. 😂🔥
#ManCrushMonday #TeamDamon #SarcasmIsMyLoveLanguage #RedFlagAppreciationSociety #BourbonAndBadDecisions 🥃🖤😈
🖤🏍️🔥 MAN CRUSH MONDAY — AND THEN THERE'S JACKSON TELLER. 🔥🏍️🖤
@FastCarFurious
Well, well, well… it's Monday, and apparently I'm feeling brave enough to publicly admit that one particular biker has been occupying a rather ridiculous amount of my thoughts lately. 🙄🥵😂
Jackson Nathaniel Teller. Jax to pretty much everyone else. The ridiculously handsome, blue-eyed troublemaker who looks like he was personally designed to test a woman's patience, sanity, and ability to form a coherent sentence. Seriously, who gave this man permission to look like THAT? Because I'm going to need a word with whoever is responsible. 😮💨🔥
The hair. The eyes. The tattoos. The leather kutte. The smirk. That voice. And don't even get me started on the way he carries himself, because honestly, it's becoming a personal problem. A girl is supposed to be able to function normally, and yet here I am, making questionable decisions simply because a certain blond biker exists. 😂🖤
And the worst part?
He probably has absolutely no idea how distracting he is. Or maybe he does, which would honestly be even more infuriating. That little smirk of his suggests he's perfectly aware of the effect he has on people, and I'm not entirely convinced he wouldn't use that knowledge to his advantage. Typical Teller. 🙄😉
But here's the thing about Jax. It's not just the handsome face or the fact that he could probably make me forget my own name with one properly timed look. There's something about the man himself that draws you in. That fierce loyalty, the stubborn streak, the fire in him, and the way there's always so much more going on behind those beautiful blue eyes than he lets people see.
He's complicated. He's stubborn. He's probably a walking headache wrapped in leather and bad decisions.
And somehow, that only makes him more interesting. 🥀🖤
Now, before anybody starts getting ideas, no, this is NOT a public declaration of undying love. Calm down. Nobody has proposed, nobody has put a ring on anybody's finger, and I'm certainly not planning a wedding based on a Monday crush. 😂💍
I'm simply appreciating a particularly attractive man.
A very, VERY attractive man.
A man who should probably come with a warning label and a disclaimer about the potential side effects of prolonged exposure to those blue eyes. 🥵🏍️
So here's to you, Jackson Teller. Keep that gorgeous face, that infuriating smirk, and that ridiculously charming personality exactly as they are.
And if you happen to catch me looking at you for a second longer than necessary?
No, you didn't. Mind your business, handsome. 😏💋
Happy Man Crush Monday, Jax. 🖤🔥
Just remember, darling… you might be used to getting your own way, but that doesn't mean I'm going to make it easy for you. 😉
Although, between us?
That smile of yours isn't exactly helping my case. 🥵❤️🔥
#ManCrushMonday #SAMCRO #BlueEyedTrouble #JustAdmiring #DontGetCockyTeller 🖤🏍️🔥
🖤🥀 MAN CRUSH MONDAY — THE ORIGINAL HYBRID HAS MY HEART. 🥀🖤
@ObscureCharm
Well, well, well… it's Monday, which means it's time to show off one very handsome, very dangerous, and ridiculously infuriating man who just so happens to be my boyfriend. 😏🔥
Niklaus Mikaelson. The man, the myth, the thousand-year-old menace himself. My favourite beautiful disaster. My weakness wrapped in a tailored suit, with a smirk that should honestly come with a warning label. 🥵🖤
Those eyes. That accent. That smile. Those perfectly tailored suits. The way he looks at me like he's already three steps ahead of everyone else in the room. And that voice? Sweet Jesus, somebody help me, because I am absolutely not strong enough for this man. 😂🔥💋
Now, I'm well aware that dating an Original Hybrid comes with a rather extensive list of potential complications. Immortality, enemies, a questionable relationship with the word *mercy*, an ego the size of New Orleans, and a tendency to make threats before breakfast. But honestly? Have you SEEN him? A girl has to have her priorities. 🤷🏼♀️🤣🖤
Beneath all that arrogance, that wicked charm, and the centuries of darkness is a man with a heart that has been broken more times than he would ever willingly admit. A man who feels everything far more deeply than he lets the world see. A man who loves fiercely, protects relentlessly, and has spent far too long believing that he is destined to be the villain in everybody else's story.
But with me? He doesn't have to be anything other than himself. No masks. No pretending. No need to prove that he's the most feared man in the room.
Just Klaus. My Klaus. ❤️🥀
And perhaps that's what makes me fall for him even harder. Because I see the man behind the monster, the vulnerability behind the arrogance, and the heart behind those beautifully dangerous eyes. I see the parts of him that he doesn't show just anybody, and I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
Of course, I'm still going to wind him up, steal his attention, interrupt his dramatic little speeches, and remind him that being a thousand years old doesn't mean he's always right. Someone has to keep that ego in check, darling. And apparently, that someone is me. 😘😂
So here's to my handsome, infuriating, maddeningly charming boyfriend. The man who could have anyone he wanted and somehow has chosen to put up with ME. His favourite headache. His occasional source of chaos. His girl. 🖤💋
Happy Man Crush Monday to my Original Hybrid. 🥀
Keep your suits immaculate, your bourbon glass full, and that gorgeous face looking my way, Mikaelson. You might be the King of New Orleans, but you can be damn sure you've met your match with me. 😉
And just so we're perfectly clear, handsome…
You may be the villain in everyone else's story, but in mine? You're the man who has my heart. ❤️🔐
Now come here and kiss your girlfriend before I start giving your ego the attention it clearly doesn't need. 😏💋🔥
Forever your favourite temptation, Niklaus. Even when you're being an insufferable bastard. 🖤🥀
#ManCrushMonday #MyBeautifulMenace #MyBoyfriend #KingOfNewOrleans #MyHotHybrid #AlwaysAndForever 🖤🔥
🖤🔥 MAN CRUSH MONDAY — MY HUSBAND, MY HEART, MY EVERYTHING. 🔥🖤
My forever crush. My favourite man. My husband. The father of our beautiful babies. The man who still manages to make my heart race just by walking into a room. 😍🥵❤️
Jackson Nathaniel Teller, how the hell did I get so lucky? @MENOFMAYHEM189 🥹🖤
There are a million things I could say about this man, but how do you put a love like ours into words? The man with the gorgeous blue eyes, the sinful smirk, the tattoos, the messy hair, and that voice that could quite literally bring me to my knees. The man who can make me want to kiss him senseless one minute and smack that handsome face of his the next. 😂💋🔥
But underneath that leather, those tattoos, and that tough-as-nails attitude is the man who holds my heart in his hands. The man who has stood beside me through the scary moments, who has seen me at my most vulnerable, and who has given me something more precious than I could ever have imagined. A family of our own. ❤️🥹
And now, looking at you with our beautiful twins finally here, my heart has somehow found room to love you even more. Watching you become a daddy to our little ones has added a whole new meaning to the word *sexy*. There is something about seeing the man I fell in love with holding our babies, knowing that those tiny little humans are a piece of both of us, that makes me fall for you all over again. 🍼👶🏻👶🏻❤️
Our little boy, Nathaniel John Teller, and our beautiful little girl, Elizabeth Lenore, are the most precious gifts we've ever been given. Our little men Abel and Thomas And I couldn't imagine sharing this crazy, beautiful, exhausting, wonderful adventure with anybody but you. My husband. My partner. My safe place. Their daddy. 🖤
You will always be the man who gives me butterflies, the one I want beside me when life gets hard, the one I want to grow old with, and the one I will still be shamelessly drooling over when we're old and grey. Don't think those blue eyes and that smirk are ever going to stop working on me, Teller. Nice try. 😂🥵💋
So, for this Man Crush Monday, I'm showing off my ridiculously handsome husband because I can, because I want to, and because the whole damn world can know just how proud I am to call you mine.
My husband. My best friend. My greatest love. The daddy of our twins. My always and forever. ❤️🔐
I love you more than words could ever explain, Jackson Nathaniel Teller. Thank you for being my person, for giving me our beautiful babies, and for making this life ours.
Now get over here and kiss your wife, handsome. Your children might have stolen the spotlight, but I'm still the woman who gets to keep you. 😉💋🔥
Happy Man Crush Monday to my forever crush. My husband. My Jax. Always yours. 🖤♾️
#ManCrushMonday #MyHusband #MyForever #MyForever #ProudWife #TwinDaddy #FamilyOfSix #OurBeautifulBabies #MyWholeHeart 🖤❤️🔥
We would like to introduce to you Nathaniel John and Elizabeth Lenore Teller. After an emergency C-section last night. LIzzie was born at 11:56pm on Halloween and Nate was born at 12:04 am on November 1st. Nate was 7lbs 15 and Lizzie was 7lbs 9, so pretty big for twins.
We couldn't be happier right now. We hace gone from a family of 4 to a family of 6 in the blink of an eye. @MENOFMAYHEM189 and I would like a week with the boys and the twins before we start receiving visitors.
┊͙✿ ℋ𝒶𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯℯ𝓃 𝒩𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉; 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℬ𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓈 ✿┊͙
(Closed starter for @MENOFMAYHEM189 )
The hospital was a complete nightmare.
Halloween night had taken a turn Caroline Forbes hadn't been prepared for, and now, instead of being at home surrounded by the people she loved, curled up with Jax and the boys, watching their favourite Halloween movies, a nightmare before Christmas and Halloweentown, and waiting for their twins to make their grand entrance into the world, she was lying beneath the harsh, unforgiving lights of an operating theatre, wearing a hospital gown, with an IV in her arm and a team of medical professionals moving around her with an urgency that terrified her more than she cared to admit.
Everything had happened so quickly.
One minute, she'd been trying to convince herself that the pain she'd been experiencing was nothing to worry about. The next, doctors were talking about getting the babies out immediately, voices clipped and serious, nurses rushing around her, and someone telling her that an emergency C-section was necessary.
There hadn't been time to process anything.
There hadn't been time to be brave.
And there certainly hadn't been time to get Jax.
Her Jax.
The man she'd wanted beside her through every single second of this pregnancy. The man whose hand she'd imagined holding when she heard their babies cry for the first time. The man who'd promised her that he would be there, that he wouldn't let her face any of this alone.
And now she was in an operating room, with their son and daughter about to be born, and he wasn't there.
It was nearly 11 o'clock.
Caroline had no idea what was happening outside those theatre doors. She didn't know whether Jax was on his way, whether anyone had managed to reach him, or whether he even knew that his entire world was about to change. All she knew was that she was scared. Terrified, actually. The kind of fear that settled deep in her chest and made it difficult to breathe, no matter how many times she tried to remind herself that the doctors knew what they were doing.
Her fingers trembled against the thin hospital blanket draped over her lap. She could feel the tug of the monitors attached to her, hear their steady beeping, and feel the cold air against her skin. The anaesthetist spoke gently to her, explaining what was happening, but Caroline was struggling to concentrate on anything other than the two tiny lives she carried inside her.
Their babies.
Their beautiful, long-awaited babies.
She turned her head towards the nurse standing beside her, her blue eyes already filling with tears.
"Please," she whispered, her voice cracking. "Please, can someone call my husband? His name's Jax Teller. Please, I need him here."
The nurse squeezed her hand reassuringly, promising that they were trying to get hold of him, but Caroline couldn't stop the tears now. They slipped down her temples and disappeared into her hair as she stared at the ceiling, trying desperately to keep herself together.
She didn't want her babies' first moments in the world to happen without their daddy there.
She didn't want to look up after they were born and see an empty space where Jax should have been.
And she didn't want to be brave anymore.
She wanted her husband.
A nurse finally placed her phone in her hand for a brief moment, allowing her to make the call before the procedure began. With shaking fingers, Caroline found Jax's number and pressed it, bringing the phone to her ear as she tried to swallow the lump lodged in her throat.
When the call connected, she broke.
"Jax?"
His name came out as a strangled little sob, and she immediately pressed her free hand over her mouth, trying to steady her breathing. It didn't work. She was crying too hard, too frightened, with too many thoughts racing through her head at once.
"Baby, where are you?" she asked desperately, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please tell me you're coming.+)
Please tell me you're on your way."
She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop herself from spiralling, but another contraction of fear seemed to grip her chest.
"They're taking me in, Jax. I'm in the OR. They're doing an emergency C-section, and they're saying the babies need to come now. Tonight. They're going to be here tonight, and I—" Her voice broke completely, a sob escaping her before she could finish the sentence. "Oh, God, baby, I'm so fucking scared."
She took a shaky breath, trying to gather herself enough to explain, though the words came tumbling out in a panicked rush.
"It's nearly 11 o'clock, and everything's happening so fast. One minute I thought we had more time, and the next they're rushing me down here, and nobody can tell me anything except that we need to get them out."
Her gaze darted towards the surgical team preparing around her, and she felt her stomach twist.
"I need you, Jax. I need my husband. I need you to hold my hand and tell me everything's going to be okay, because I can't do this without you. I know I'm supposed to be strong, and I know the doctors know what they're doing, but I'm scared for them, baby. I'm scared for our babies."
A fresh wave of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Our little boy and our little girl are coming, and you haven't even had the chance to meet them yet."
The thought nearly shattered her.
She'd spent months imagining this moment. She'd imagined Jax pacing the hospital room, cursing under his breath, refusing to let go of her hand. She'd imagined him crying when he heard their babies' first cries, pretending he wasn't emotional while looking at their tiny faces. She'd imagined placing their daughter in his arms and watching the toughest man she knew turn into the gentlest father in the world. She'd imagined their son curled against his chest, tiny fingers wrapped around his daddy's thumb.
She'd imagined all of it.
But she hadn't imagined being here without him.
"Please don't miss it," she whispered, her voice suddenly smaller, more vulnerable than she'd ever wanted him to hear. "Please, Jax. I don't want to do this without you. I don't want our babies to arrive and you not be here to see them. I want you to be the first person I look at when they tell me they're here. I want you beside me when I hear them cry."
Her bottom lip trembled as she tried to breathe through the tears.
"I know you can't make everything okay, baby. I know you can't take away the fear or make the doctors slow down, but you make me feel safe. You always make me feel safe. And right now, I feel like I'm falling apart, and all I want is you."
A nurse gently touched her shoulder, letting her know they needed to get started soon. Caroline nodded, though the movement was barely perceptible, her fingers tightening around the phone.
"They're telling me I have to go, baby."
The words came out as a frightened whisper.
"I don't know how much time I've got. I don't know if you'll make it before they're born, and I can't—" She stopped, choking on another sob. "I can't bear the thought of you missing this. Not this. Not our babies."
She pressed the phone closer to her ear, desperate to hear his voice, desperate to hold on to the one thing that could keep her grounded while the world seemed to spin around her.
"Jax, listen to me. I love you. I love you so fucking much, and I need you to get here. Please ride carefully, but get here as fast as you can. Our babies are coming, and I need their daddy."
Her eyes squeezed shut as she fought to keep herself together.
"I'm trying to be brave, baby. I really am. But I'm your wife, and I'm scared, and I need my husband."
Her voice softened into something almost unbearably tender.
"Please come and hold my hand while we meet our babies, Jax. Please don't let me do this alone."
Caroline lay beneath the bright operating theatre lights, the phone pressed to her ear, tears sliding silently down her face as she waited for his answer.
Outside, +)
Halloween night carried on as though the world hadn't just changed.
But somewhere between the beeping monitors, the hurried footsteps, and the whispered reassurances of the medical team, Caroline was about to become a mother again, to two little souls who would have no idea how desperately their mother had wished for their daddy to be there.
And all she could do was hold on to the sound of Jax's voice and pray that he would make it in time.
❥CᥲɾoꙆɩᥒᥱ... retweeted
|| "I'm not sad, I'm freaking HUNGRY."
New pinned
Multi ship
Ships with Caroline (#1), Elena, Katherine or with chem
Squirrel eater
Another song of #Rockstar
RT?
Boo buckets for my three favourite men @MENOFMAYHEM189
I bet you thought I forgot yours. Hope you enjoy. Have a great night in with our boys. And wear your Halloween pj's with the boys. And take photos for me please.
Love and miss you all ❤️
❥CᥲɾoꙆɩᥒᥱ... retweeted
|| "I can't believe it. Elena is my sister's husband's brother's daughter, and her mother is my boyfriend's deceased wife."
- New Jenna
- Not new to RP or TVDU
- Straight
- Ships with Ric or Chem
- Another song of #Rockstar
- RT?
❥CᥲɾoꙆɩᥒᥱ... retweeted
"I'm an immortal Phoenix, you're kinda stuck with me."
Literate and descriptive version of Landon Kirby from the TVDU || @TenaciousGemini and @OfTribridism_ are my always and forever || another song of #Rockstar
The boys look amazing for Halloween @MENOFMAYHEM189 so glad I put months into making them costumes. Abel wanted to keep his a surprise. He's you.
Now Thomas is nagging to warch Pennywise. Told him he can when he has a job and his own house.
Thank you for bringing them all dressed up to the hospital. They have been spoilt rotten by the staff and other moms. See you in a bit when you come pick them back up for trick o treating.
Love you 🖤
𝓙𝓾𝓙𝓾.♡ Just a little heads-up, I'm not ignoring anyone, I promise. 🖤 My heart has been playing up since yesterday afternoon. My heart rate is elevated, and I'm struggling to get it back into a normal rhythm, so I'm going to be taking another away from here to rest.
I'll hopefully try to get on tomorrow before heading to the haunted house I help run, but that all depends on how I'm feeling and whether I end up in hospital first. 😭😭
Please don't think I'm ignoring you or leaving anyone hanging. I just need to take care of myself right now. Much love to you all. 🖤🥹
𝓙𝓾𝓙𝓾.♡ Is it just me that stays away from Multi muse accounts? I find them weird lol maybe that's just me.
Pick a muse and stick to it. I also find a majority of them are just creeps anyway. I steer clear of them.
