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ARCHIVED. / 

hiiiiiiiii I swapped over to a new, well organized blog so I can keep shiz straight in my head and hopefully on my blog this time, so follow me [ OVER HERE ] 

same url for easy tagging ^__^ and also bc i love it 

[atmyhiraeth]

ARCHIVED. / 

hiiiiiiiii I swapped over to a new, well organized blog so I can keep shiz straight in my head and hopefully on my blog this time, so follow me [ OVER HERE ] 

same url for easy tagging ^__^ and also bc i love it 

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myhiraeth​:

Someone asked me to describe home and I started talking about your hair color and the sound of your voice and the taste of your lips and how your skin feels like. Until I realized they had expected to hear a place. .// ind. semi selective multimuse blog run by BRITT. // ft. canon & oc muses with verses from modern to t100 to aos. // check pinned post for list of muses and links

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I just found a fuckin’ treasure trove of forgotten circe headcanons and now i’m crying about my kid what’s going on with you all today? 

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tell me she’s not the prettiest fuckin thing you’ve ever seen i dare you

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me: I’ve felt so shitty and werewolfy today i just need a nice comfort movie my comfort movie: 

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guess. who finished. her new bloggggggg !!!

IT MEEEEE

imma do some replies so I have stuff to post over there and start tagging peeps over there, and then I’ll swap urls and do a new promo ^____^ 

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I swear I’m not ignoring replies and asks, I just made the decision to make a new fresh blog for this account and I’m going to start answering everything over there once it’s finished.

So like, bear with me for a day or two longer haha

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@pyrrhicmessiah just for you

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As you can all clearly see I’ve put absolutely NO thought into this whatsoever 😅

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someone tell me not to move to a new blog for the multi so I can have a decent tagging system instead of the hodgepodge of random changing bullshiz I have on this blog >.>

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Gooooooooood morning cuteface

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@goldenreign​ sent: Consider this a meme of that lip touch move

He really needed to kiss her- it wasn’t that he wasn’t listening as she talked, it was that he was listening. He’d never say it out loud because even he could hear how sexist it sounded in his head, but she was so fucking sexy when she did her In Charge thing. Listening to her organize, order, instruct, it was the best kind of turn on. The ordering thought had devolved now that it was just the two of them; she was still straight-spined, still in charge, but there was worry creeping into her to-do list, a fear that if she didn’t accomplish the unfairly long list she was putting on her shoulders she’d fail, and if she failed, people would die. 

“Hey,” he said softly, reaching to run his finger’s through the loose strands of hair. Sometimes she hated that, would smack his hand away and that was fine if she did that now- that movement too would at least distract her from her growing ‘do this or people die’ list. She didn’t, though, just stopped talking with a confused and ready-to-snap-at-him look on her features. “Breathe.” He instructed, leaning in close enough to feel her breath on his own lips. “Or better yet, don’t.” He said with a smirk, tilting his head to capture her lips with his. 

Or so he’d thought. She barely let his lips brush hers before she’d leaned back just far enough to lift her fingers to hold them up to his lips, preventing him from chasing her lips with his. Electric blue eyes dropped down to her fingers for a split second before they came back up to her own. Had he overstepped? Was this the precursor to a slap perhaps? But then her lips twisted into a smirk and her fingers dragged sensuously down his lips, pulling his lower one down with them and making him gulp audibly as his eyes fell back to her fingers, watching them crawl lower and lower until they were at his chin. 

Still frozen in place at the sheer sexiness of the action, he couldn’t even think to bring his eyes back in time to catch the flash of mischief in her turquoise eyes, and in a split second her hands twisted and those beautiful fingers were under his chin and forcing it upward, forcing his eyes back to hers.

Cheeky, today.  

“I prefer optimistic.” He grinned slyly. 

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Circe London. / Headcanons

as I get home from groceries and settle back in to write it seems like a great time to remind everyone that Circe literally NEVER mentions her mother and anyone talking to her probably assume mom is dead because she sure af talks about her father. 

Linore London isn’t dead, she’s just a nonentity in Circe’s life, so far removed from Circe’s thoughts or concerns that Circe occasionally forgets she exists, as though Linore were nothing more than an appliance or piece of furniture. Useful when specifically needed, forgotten when not in use.