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Hello my darlings! So yes, I’ve finally gotten my new blog up and running so this one will be officially archived. I’ll be working on a tagging system over the next few days and I have dramatically cut down my muse list. That being said, I am also going to be starting fresh on all threads save for a very few. I will reblog memes, of course, so you’re always welcome to send me some to kick things off again. 

I hope you guys understand and I love all of you who have stuck with me through this transition period that’s taken far too long. Thank you. <3

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now moved to @courtofmuses

Hello my darlings! So yes, I’ve finally gotten my new blog up and running so this one will be officially archived. I’ll be working on a tagging system over the next few days and I have dramatically cut down my muse list. That being said, I am also going to be starting fresh on all threads save for a very few. I will reblog memes, of course, so you’re always welcome to send me some to kick things off again. 

I hope you guys understand and I love all of you who have stuck with me through this transition period that’s taken far too long. Thank you. <3

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now moved to @courtofmuses

Hello my darlings! So yes, I’ve finally gotten my new blog up and running so this one will be officially archived. I’ll be working on a tagging system over the next few days and I have dramatically cut down my muse list. That being said, I am also going to be starting fresh on all threads save for a very few. I will reblog memes, of course, so you’re always welcome to send me some to kick things off again. 

I hope you guys understand and I love all of you who have stuck with me through this transition period that’s taken far too long. Thank you. <3

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now moved to @courtofmuses

Hello my darlings! So yes, I’ve finally gotten my new blog up and running so this one will be officially archived. I’ll be working on a tagging system over the next few days and I have dramatically cut down my muse list. That being said, I am also going to be starting fresh on all threads save for a very few. I will reblog memes, of course, so you’re always welcome to send me some to kick things off again. 

I hope you guys understand and I love all of you who have stuck with me through this transition period that’s taken far too long. Thank you. <3

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Hello darlings! I promise I haven’t forgotten about this blog and I will be coming back to it soon. I’m going to do an overhaul, though, archive this blog and start over. Probably with far less muses. Don’t hate me for that! I love you all. Muah. <3

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Alright, darlings! I’m back to let you guys know that over the next couple of days I’m going to be archiving this blog and starting fresh. Same URL and all that but I’m ready to start fresh. 

Please let me know if there are threads we have going that you’d like me to keep/move to the new blog. <3 

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Alright, darlings! I’m back to let you guys know that over the next couple of days I’m going to be archiving this blog and starting fresh. Same URL and all that but I’m ready to start fresh. 

Please let me know if there are threads we have going that you’d like me to keep/move to the new blog. <3 

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Addendum: This isn’t going to include my Shadowhunters muses because except for the characters that were in the show, they’re all iconless and that relieves a LOT of my stress lmao.

I’m considering cutting down muse list. Specifically muses that I don’t play often or ones that I haven’t played at all. Just to keep from getting to overwhelmed since I have SO many.

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I’m considering cutting down muse list. Specifically muses that I don’t play often or ones that I haven’t played at all. Just to keep from getting to overwhelmed since I have SO many.

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Probably going to add some TUA muses after I’m finished with S3 lol. Like I need anymore muses.

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━ she knows… she knows more than she should and if she isn’t careful.. if she doesn’t walk the right line , she’s gonna end up being the WICKEST of them all. mark my words.  

#𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍 ―   independent,  selective & mutuals only DAVINA CLAIRE  based within  netflix’s  stranger  things. crossover friendly.  resurrected by   charli . 18+

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Hi babes! I promise I’m still here. I’ve just been sucked into the deep rabbit hole that is S.tranger T.hings and on my mumu for them. I’ll be doing replies here within the next couple of days and queuing them. 

I’m also going to remake icons here because I can’t ever make up my mind about aesthetic. Dx

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CLARY FAIRCHILD // @storiesung​​

As his thumb trails along her bottom lip, her lips part almost as if on instinct. She notes the way his eyes flicker down to her lips but then quickly turns back to her eyes and she isn’t quite sure what to think but she quickly draws back from him before she finds herself doing the same.

The Lourve. In Pairs. She’s never been there before but she’s always wanted to go. “Really?” It comes out sounding more surprised than she intends for it too but soon she smiles at him, overjoyed at the thought of visiting such a place.

A nod of her head is given before she’s turning around to gather some clothes and head into the bathroom to take a shower and get all the paint off of her. Her heart thuds in her chest as she stands under the hot water as she thinks back on how his thumb felt against her lip.

Shaking her head as if to clear the thoughts, it isn’t long before she is done with the shower, now free of paint, and gets dressed in something comfortable to return to Jonathan’s side.

Jonathan’s hand curls into a fist when Clary pulls away, and he waits until she’s out of sight before he releases a breath. He needs to be careful so he doesn’t push her away. If he does then he’s got nothing left in this angel forsaken realm. He clears his throat and waits for her to finish getting ready. It doesn’t take long and when she returns, he smiles and offers his arm to her. He opens a portal in the middle of the living area and leads her through it. It deposits them in a back alley just a few blocks from the museum. 

“Well,” he says with a charming smile. “Shall we?” Jonathan leads her from the alley and the few blocks to the museum. The Louvre is a beacon for many people, artists and non-artists alike. When the reach the box office, Jonathan purchases the tickets and they’re ushed in at the door. Jonathan released Clary’s arm and gestures around. 

“You’re the artist,” he says with a smile. “You lead the way. Show me your favorite pieces.” There’s so much art and history in this place Jonathan is sure they’re going to be there the entire afternoon. Perhaps after he’ll take Clary out for dinner at a nice Parisian restaurant. The warmth in his chest as he watches her bright eyes look around is a new feeling, and one he enjoys very much.

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kardiaerasti​:

 “⠀I was sorta hoping you needed me, is that selfish?⠀” ⠀bess marvin ⠀& ⠀nancy ⠀drew!

⠀The bell rang from above The Claw’s entrance door, dismissing the⠀‘⠀we’re closed⠀’⠀sign because well⠀…⠀she worked there and had indefinite access to the restaurant. George had left her shift early on in the night, leaving Bess with the restaurant to herself. Mind you, it was a Wednesday night, the quietest working days of the week, and she hardly doubted that she couldn’t manage it herself.

⠀Nancy’s eyes scanned the dining area, seeking out the familiar black haired woman that generally would be scurrying around, cleaning and being eager to head home⠀—⠀at least that was how she envisioned her. Not so much to her surprise, she found Bess slaving away at the last remaining dishes for the night.

⠀“⠀Well someone’s dedicated, huh?⠀”⠀the auburn haired woman teases, carrying herself into the kitchen. In her hands she had a coffee in one, and one of Bess’ favoured beverages in the other.⠀“⠀George has to give you a raise one of these days⠀”⠀Rightfully so, @courtofmuses​ worked equally as hard as George.

⠀“⠀I got you a bit of a pick me up⠀…⠀and you know, thought you might have wanted some company⠀”⠀Nancy explains, a sheepish smile twitching onto her lips.⠀“⠀Or I could just be annoying you, in that case, tell me to leave⠀”

The last of the few customers they’d had that night left about twenty minutes ago and Bess had been quick to flip the closed sign. She’d removed the till from the register and counted it down, putting it and the deposit bag with the day’s earning in the safe and closing it up. She’d counted out her tips (which hadn’t been bad for a Wednesday) then set about cleaning up. She wiped down the tables and counters, rolled utensils in napkins for the next day, and made sure  all the ketchup bottles on the tables were full. Then she’d swept and mopped the dining room floor. The cooks had already done the prep for the morning and most of the dishes, though there were a few leftover from their late table.

Bess was running the last set through the dishwasher, the sound of it rattling and thumping loud enough she didn’t hear the bell over the door ring. When Nancy spoke, Bess nearly jumped out of her skin. She whirled around, hand over her heart and dark eyes wide. “Nancy, you shouldn’t sneak up on me like that,” she admonished. Though her ire faded quickly as Nancy offered her favorite drink to her. 

“Oh, well, don’t mind if I do.” She took the drink and sipped from it. The caramel coffee danced along her tastebuds and she made an appreciative sound. “Thank you. That was nice of you.” Though she raised a brow as she looked at her friend. Nancy wasn’t someone who usually sought out company. It immediately made Bess think something was wrong.

Pushing it aside, she smiled and shook her head. “No, of course not. I always want company.” It was true. Bess was clingy at times. She didn’t like to be alone as often as she was. She’d gave up on dating after her last blind date had gone terribly wrong. She’d come to the conclusion it was time to take a break from looking for love. 

Bess gestured for Nancy to follow her out of the kitchen and took a seat at the counter on one of the barstools. “What’s up? Why are you out and about so late? Is everything okay?”

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KATHERINE PIERCE // @storiesung​​

Truthfully, Katherine isn’t sure that the other wants to make her a hybrid. Not only would he be making her a hybrid, but more of a tribred, considering the magic she has running through her veins. It would make her even more powerful and Katherine is sure he will hate that so she isn’t too worried about it.

Each thrust brings her closer and closer to her climax. If there is one thing Katerina can say about Niklaus, it is that he knows what he’s doing, and always knows just how to bring her to the edge. To drive her utterly insane until she is crying out his name.

Fingers tighten around the bedsheets she is splayed across, the way he teases her clit makes her breathing quicken, they’re both so close and any other time she may be disgusted with the idea of having Klaus’ come inside of her, right now she is not.

Come with me, little witch.

It is all it takes to fully send her over the edge. Hands grab at his shoulders, nails digging deeply into the flesh, effectively making him bleed, as her walls around him tighten and she cries out in pleasure as her orgasm rocks through her body, hard and fast. “Niklaus! Fuck!” 

The sting of nails against his back, the heat of blood trailing down his back sends one more shock of pleasure through him. A groan leaves him and he presses his hands against the mattress on either side of Katerina, head between his shoulders and breath ragged. He’s still for several seconds to collect himself before he finally pulls out of the woman below him and shifts to lay next to her. Klaus’ eyes close and there’s a sheen of sweat on his skin. The scratch marks on his back have already healed. 

When he’s finally able to breathe regularly, he smirked and shifted to his side, propped on his elbow. He’s surprising gentle when he touches Katerina next, fingers caressing the soft skin of her stomach. “I see time hasn’t stolen your ability to please,” he grinned. Looking down into her dark eyes, Klaus knows he’s loathe to let her leave New Orleans. He feels this every time they cross paths and engage in this way. His fingertips trail up her belly and chest until he reaches her chin. He tilts her head up and kisses her. “Stay for a few days?” he whispers against her lips. 

Klaus will not ask her to stay permanently because he knows they can only deal with each other in small doses. After a few days they’ll get on each other’s nerves, bicker, and fight. They’ll fuck and try and kill each other, then Katerina will leave and it’ll be several years before they meet again. It’s the best scenario for each of them, and yet Klaus wants to keep her right here. How strange. 

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WILL HERONDALE // @beeutifclmuses

he hated that look in her eye, hated knowing that it was him who had put it there. will wanted to apologise, to drop to his knees and beg for her forgiveness, but he would do neither of those things. will needed for tessa to believe that he hated her, it was the only way to keep her safe from him and his curse. with jem it was different. oh he’d tried to push him away too in the beginning, before finding out just how bad his condition was, and jem seemed intent on being his friend, going so far as to say he was dying anyway so what did it matter?

will steps back when tessa appears suddenly, so caught up in his thoughts of jem that he hadn’t even seen her stand up. was there something wrong? yes, everything. everything was wrong, nothing was right and he didn’t have a clue how to stop his life from crashing down all around him. she would never judge him, but what if… what if when she found how broken he truly was she wanted nothing more to do with him, friend or otherwise?

tea… he had to laugh. what an awfully english thing to say, for that was how they worked. wasn’t it? the english. if anything had gone wrong, a betrayal, a divorce, a death in the family have a cup of tea seemed to be the solution, the answer to all life’s problems. ❝ no, i’ve taken up too much of your time already. ❞

Her presence seems to unnerve him, and that became blatantly clear when she moved closer to him. Tessa doesn’t know what to do or say to make Will like her. It’s going to be especially difficult once she and Jem were married. It wasn’t as if they could ignore each other. Will would still be Jem’s parabatai and she would be Jem’s wife. If they didn’t learn to get along it was going to put a strain on all of them. The last thing Tessa wanted was to be the reason Jem and Will’s relationship became strained. If that was even a possibility then she’d call the marriage off right then.

Tessa sighed, reaching out to touch his arm gently. “Will, please,” she said, eyes on his. “I know things have been different for you since I arrived. I know my betrothal to Jem is sudden but I do genuinely care for him.” She might even love him. Tessa wasn’t sure. They were still getting to know each other. She was positive that Will’s dislike of her was because of Jem. She had to convince him that she would be a good wife to his parabatai, and that her intentions were pure. “I promise that I won’t hurt him.” 

Was it possible that Will was jealous? It seemed so absurd but Tessa couldn’t shake the idea that he might be. “I don’t plan to take him away from you. That’s not even possible if the parabatai bond is as deep as it appears.” She removed her hand from his arm, not wanting to make him even more uncomfortable. She wrapped her hands together in front of her. “I would never try to come between the two of you.”

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@soulwaned​ said:  “ i can’t keep acting like i don’t see something is wrong with you.  ”   from a meme! || always accepting

The blonde averted her eyes to the table between them, her hands wrapped tightly around the cup of coffee she’d ordered. The two of them were sitting in a booth at The Crashdown. They’d only just gotten back from Mexico where they’d shared a kiss, and it left Isobel feeling a little guilty. She’d only just broken up with Anatsa but she didn’t feel particularly sad about it. Not anymore. Maybe that was a sign that Isobel had only thought she loved the woman. Even if she didn’t want to admit it yet, she knew that she’d had feelings for Kyle for a long time. 

“It’s nothing,” she said. When she finally looked at him it was with a soft sigh. “I just...I’m scared. I don’t want things to be weird between us.”