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so after a good chat with a very wise friend, i opted on remaking instead of chucking this girl all together. if we were once mutuals you’re more then welcome to refollow. if we weren’t you’re still welcome to refollow ( chances are i’ll follow back this time around). new blog equals new slate unless other things are discussed. 

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so after a good chat with a very wise friend, i opted on remaking instead of chucking this girl all together. if we were once mutuals you’re more then welcome to refollow. if we weren’t you’re still welcome to refollow ( chances are i’ll follow back this time around). new blog equals new slate unless other things are discussed. 

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so after a good chat with a very wise friend, i opted on remaking instead of chucking this girl all together. if we were once mutuals you’re more then welcome to refollow. if we weren’t you’re still welcome to refollow ( chances are i’ll follow back this time around). new blog equals new slate unless other things are discussed. 

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so after a good chat with a very wise friend, i opted on remaking instead of chucking this girl all together. if we were once mutuals you’re more then welcome to refollow. if we weren’t you’re still welcome to refollow ( chances are i’ll follow back this time around). new blog equals new slate unless other things are discussed. 

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All threads are being dropped due to future deactivation. Thank you xx

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CHRISTMAS IS COMING SO HERE HAVE A LONG LIST OF POSSIBLE CHRISTMAS PLOTS

CORRECTING CHRISTMAS: A woman/man (Muse A) travels back in time to last Christmas, before her broken engagement and tries to repair what went wrong. However, in the process, she/he re-discovers her/his childhood best friend (Muse B) and starts to realise that perhaps her/his former fiance isn’t who she wants after all.

GUESS WHO’S COMING TO CHRISTMAS: Muse A is a jaded rock-star with a tarnished reputation for drink-driving and bad behaviour. Muse B is a small-town female/male who’s had to move back home after her/his engagement was called off, where her/his father is the local parish priest and doesn’t allow a single drop of alcohol in the house. To repair his damaged image, Muse A decides to fulfill a child’s ‘Dear Santa’ Christmas wish, which Muse B’s sibling enters and wins. Now, Muse A must spend the whole of December in a small, secluded town and perform in their local Christmas show, sleeping in Muse B’s spare room.

THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS: Muse A, a workaholic solicitor, has just twelve nights to get a bed and breakfast appraised, but the owner is uncooperative because he claims a spirit (Muse B) lives there and would not approve. As Muse A’s promotion rests on accomplishing this task, she decides to check in for the winter and haggles with Muse B, a spirit who is cursed to never move on until he/she solves their own murder. Muse A agrees to help.

A PRINCE FOR CHRISTMAS: Muse A escorts her/his niece and nephew to spend Christmas with their grandfather, an English Duke. Here she/he meets Muse B, a charming European prince who has travelled to America for an arranged marriage.

A CHRISTMAS TREE MIRACLE: Muse A, a single parent, is the kind of person who offers a homeless person their coffee and has done on several occasions. Being made redundant from their job, he/she then finds themselves and their children homeless for Christmas. Muse B is an eccentric Christmas tree farmer who, once upon a time, Muse A bought a coffee for on a cold morning and offers them work (and accommodation) on his/her farm.

A GOLDEN CHRISTMAS: When Muse A was a child, he/she met someone special while both were walking their dogs. Vowing their love for one another, the pair put together a box of memories and buried it in the woods. The relationship, however, ended when he/she moved. Now a successful business woman/man, Muse A is moving back to her childhood home. The problem being? Muse B is bidding on the same house, starting a war between them, unaware that Muse B is, in fact, that someone special from his/her childhood.

A BRIDE FOR CHRISTMAS: Muse A makes a bet with his/her friends that he/she could get married before Christmas. Muse B, recovering from a broken engagement after being left at the alter, is their target.

AN ACCIDENTAL CHRISTMAS:  Muse A and Muse B are separated, but their scheming children are determined to get them back together in time for Christmas.

PAPER ANGELS: Muse A leaves his/her alcoholic and abusive husband/wife and moves to another town with their children, where he/she works as a waitress/waiter to make ends meet. Knowing their mother/father can’t afford presents this Christmas, their eldest child puts their letters to Santa on the local Angel Tree (a scheme where other people pick a paper angel and purchase a stranger’s presents for them). Muse B, a successful workaholic who lost both their wife/husband and a child in a car accident, is dreading their first Christmas alone. In an attempt to keep themselves occupied, Muse B decides to take part in the Angel Tree scheme, picking Muse A’s name.

HOLIDAY IN HANDCUFFS: Muse A is a struggling artist distraught at the idea of going home for Christmas without a significant other. So, in a mad moment, Muse A kidnaps a customer (Muse B) from their local diner and persuades them to be their ‘fake partner’ in exchange for cash.

UNDERCOVER CHRISTMAS: Muse A is an uptight FBI agent assigned to protect Muse B, a low-class cocktail waitress/waiter who was witness to a murder. In the name of the law and order, the pair must pose a couple to fool their friends and families until the case Muse B is involved in is resolved.

THE CHRISTMAS CARD: Muse A is a soldier in the midst of war. Knowing Muse A has no one to write to him, a fellow solider gives him a Christmas card sent to them from his hometown. When this friend is later killed in battle, Muse A takes leave and decides to return their dog tags to a grieving widow. Here, he/she meets Muse B, who’s father hires Muse A to work for him. The pair begin to fall in love, unaware that Muse B was the original sender of the Christmas card that kept Muse A going throughout his/her time in war.

THE CHRISTMAS WISH: Having been told this could be their sick mother’s last Christmas, Muse A has hired Muse B, an actress, and their child in an attempt to give his/her parent their last wish; to see Muse A get married.

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Send "Stay with me tonight." for my muse to spend a night with yours.

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She had been staring at the piece of paper in her lap for the past hour and a half.  Nothing but the music from the radio and the sound of traffic around them filled the silence between she and the other. Despite her calm demeanor she was a case of nerves within. Number one she couldn’t read a damn thing on the sheet and two, she sincerely hated lying.

When her friend asked her to join them during their visit with their family for the holiday as their girlfriend, Lofn was completely hesitant. She knew it wasn’t as easy as various films made it seem to be. In fact, she knew it was much harder. In all honesty she sincerely didn’t want to do it, but knowing her friend really needed the help and support, there was no way she could have said no and meant it.

Crossing one leg over the other she leaned forward and turned down the radio. Holding up the piece of paper she looked to her driver and confessed,” If I’m going to get this all right, you’re going to have to read this to me. I can’t understand a word it says. Your mother, she’s the nurse right? Or was that your cousin?”

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“Well…I suppose it can get a little lonely sometimes when my sister is away. Especially at night. But at the same time, I find it to be peaceful. That’s why I often wait until this time to come out here and get the stalls cleaned up.  Between the sound of the night, the soft music and the horses, it’s quite nice.” Lofn said to the other as she continued removing the old hay from one of the stalls.

It had only been less than an hour since the sun had set. Feeding the rest of the animals earlier, it was the horses she took her time with. Finding the other at the front door as she were on her way to the stables, instead of sending them away, she invited them along. All ten horses she introduced them to, each by their proper name. When all was said and done, it was then did she begin her work.

“ I have three older siblings, did you know? It’s Sjofn, Freyr, Freyja, the one I live with, then myself.  You probably haven’t met the other two, but I’m certain you have Freyja. People see her and think she’s this cold woman, but she’s not really. I for one nearly owe her my life. One of the  few reasons why I wouldn’t dare leave her and never mind looking after things while she’s gone.” She paused,” I’m sorry, you’re welcome to sit down. Can I get you anything? Tea, wine, lemonade? Perhaps some flavour water?” She said, gesturing to the chair before asking.

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Apollymi mimicked Robin under her breath, clearly bitter that she always had to make a point where she would rather just be impulsive and get her need to hear the main wail from pain. It made it all worth it, seeing these greedy bastards miserable because they made countless others miserable too, including her from years back. 

“Alright fine, I’ll be waiting for your cue,” she whispered and stuck a juicy hotdog in her arrow, far from the sharp tip for she didn’t want an innocent animal to be harmed in any way. They deserve to be rewarded for not being humans.

“ I heard that.” The brunette said as she narrowed her eyes at her friend. She could perfectly understand how she were feeling. The desire to make the greedy fat cat to feel what they knew nothing about feeling. Pain. However, although what they did for a living wasn’t quite legal, she did still have some sort of morals. Violence solves nothing. At least that was what she believed. Unless provoked she tried her best to refrain from resorting to it. Her friend as well. They were already wanted women and not fully in the best way. Murder was the last thing they needed under their belts.

Watching through the brush, Robin watched their latest “victim”. He was a member of parliament. One who cared less about the poor and more about himself. It was a great day for Robin and Polly for he was alone, the only day of the week he ever did travel such a way. Watching the man as he played with his canine companion, the moment the ball left his hand, Robin gave Polly her cue to release her arrow. If everything was times right, they should have been in and out without a single worry.

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i don’t think anyone knows how much it pains me to hold my tongue sometimes. like, it hurts my soul.

going to shower and get some tea. got a few drafts completed and will do the rest once a I return. 

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i want to go to the cinema again but oh my gods is it windy outside. i really should be spending this fifteen dollars on milk and petrol for the week. 

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@magizoologistnewt

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Starter Call

reply A for a royal verse starter

reply B for a a/b/o verse starter

reply C for a default verse starter

reply D for a human verse starter

reply E for a random verse start

reply F to plot

Neither mun  or muse bites. Really thinking about giving Freyja a break so I can work on developing this girl just as much as she is. But to do that I need actual threads. Help me make that happen?

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stepping out. be back later. 

like for a thing for when i return!