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i am the worst sort of garbage can.

cordelia is moving to my multi ( @lovestoomany )

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i am the worst sort of garbage can.

cordelia is moving to my multi ( @lovestoomany )

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i am the worst sort of garbage can.

cordelia is moving to my multi ( @lovestoomany )

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important ship tropes:

fake dating

SECRET dating

being locked in a room or trapped in a small space

huDDLING FOR WARMTH

BEING ON THE BRINK OF ADMITTING THEIR FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER BUT THEN GETTING INTERRUPTED

finishing each other’s sentences, KNOWING WHAT THE OTHER IS ABOUT TO SAY

tou chi NG!!!! FOr eheA DS!!!!!!11!!

wearing each other’s clothes

doing that thing where they accidentally get real close and, like, stare meaningfully at each other for a few seconds too long

channeling the inner romcom and having an epiphany about how much they care about each other and RACING TO CONFESS THEIR LOVE

fucking. Now or Never Kiss

HEIGHT DIFFERENCES

defending each other to scathing tertiary or otherwise minor characters but ONLY WHEN THE OTHER ISN’T AROUND

reincarnation or time loop or OOOOH TIME TRAVEL SCENARIOS

dramatically saving each other from certain death or barely surviving something that almost makes the other break down and just smirking wearily and mumbling flippant smartass remarks to HIDE THE DEPTH OF THEIR FEELINGS

undercover as lovers, the classic

ALMOST KISSING. like getting so close that they start to close their eyes and hold their breath and then SOMETHING HAPPENS and they jump apart, that is MORE VALUABLE THAN ANY ACTUAL KISSING

casually sitting on each other’s laps during ensemble cast conversations or scenes

did i mention F AKE DATinG

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non-lip kisses are my absolute favorite. absentmindedly kissing the back of someone’s palm as you hold hands. chaste forehead kisses and brushes against their cheek. silly boops on the nose. kissing fluttering eyelashes. neck kisses that barely touch skin but are no less passionate. kisses on collar bones or exposed tummies. sloppy kisses at the corners of someone’s mouth. kissing each and every fingertip with a delicate touch.

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Suits Season 4: Bloopers

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i’ve thought about it and yes, i’d sell my soul & turn myself inside out to make sure no one i love ever gets hurt again

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Reblog if your Muse has a kill count of 5+

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ok i’ll say it …….i need affection ….ok damn

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Don’t give me one-sided unrequited love, give me two-sided unwanted love. Both sides are deeply in love with the other and both sides are like ‘fuck, really?? them??? really?’

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enemies to lovers who are still pretending to be enemies for the reputation

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fcmilysacrificed​:

              “Trust me, neither do I; they are my brothers, I will stop at nothing to ensure their safety.” Still, she waves her hand – the door slams shut before Cordelia can leave. “And yet, I would strongly advise you think this through. Getting yourself killed will help no one.”

❝ I wouldn't be so sure. In case you haven't noticed, I'm a bit of a pain in the ass. ❞ Though her tone is light, Lila is just barely managing not to glare outright at the witch, her arms crossing over her chest now that she was trapped. ❝ I've done all the thinking that was necessary. I can help, but not stuck here like a weak, incompetent child. ❞

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Tom Avery being a cutiepie

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seesgood​:

she’s still reeling from last night. trying to piece everything together. trying to make sense of it as best as she can. and almost as if her endless analysis of what happened in the courtyard summons one of them — she hears her name across the square. the blonde is recognizable, but without elijah on her arm she looks…different. more normal. approachable, maybe. 

❝ thanks? i think? ❞  caroline’s brow furrows slightly. she hadn’t really been aware that anyone had noticed her leave last night. she’d pretty much just fled not long after her encounter with klaus in the courtyard.  ❝ yeah it was a…weird night, i guess. ❞  she’s not quite sure what to make of the other woman.  ❝ it’s cordelia, right? elijah’s wife? ❞

❝ believe me. it was definitely a compliment. ❞ she makes the effort to reassure, not that it was a trial by any means. the two have only just properly met, but already cordelia knows that the young woman in front of her would be a refreshing change of pace ( and it didn’t hurt that she had so clearly captured klaus’s attentions — a true miracle ).

❝ is that what i have already been reduced to — ❛ elijah’s wife ❜? that’s...disappointing. ❞ the blonde was well aware of the pout on her face, not that she much cared to make any efforts to hide it. ❝ oh, well. i suppose i’ll just have to make yet another name for myself. but before i do that, why don’t we go somewhere and sit? you could tell me about yourself and the sort of wedding i should begin planning for you and niklaus. ❞ it was posed as a suggestion, but cordelia definitely meant it as a...polite demand.

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Working in a hospital as she has for the last few months, Lila had long since become accustomed to the scent of death that permeated the air around her; it was the only reason she didn’t notice the creature coming upon her until he was already speaking. Her nose itched with the stench of wrong, but the blonde did her best not to seem affected by it — he seemed like an old one.

❝ Visiting hours ended two hours ago. You shouldn’t be up here, ❞ Cordelia replies, not entirely unkind in doing so, closing the folder she’d been in the middle of looking through. Realising she was, perhaps, being a bit too abrupt, the werewolf exhales a soft huff of breath before returning his smile with a slight one of her own. ❝ Sorry. Second half of a double shift. Was there something I could help you with? This place can be a bit of a maze. ❞

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       Though it wasn’t Dracula’s first time in New York City, it was his first time in over a century. Evolving at a pace far quicker than any other city he knew, the entire place had changed from what he remembered. Thankfully, the immortal creature was able to adapt easily. After setting up residence in a resplendent home in the Upper East Side, the vampire took to the streets –– his feet leading him further and further away from his new dwelling. Ever the curious mind, he wanted to explore all the facets that New York had to offer : from the pristine glow of lights, to the dreary, downtrodden back alleys of filth. Every new scene provided a feast for his senses –– and his teeth.

Wanting to have his new home stocked on a supply of blood bags ( only for the most desperate of times ; Dracula knew how to have plans for emergencies set in place ) he ended up in a hospital in the late hours of the night. Walking with purpose, he navigated the near empty hallways untroubled. It wasn’t until he turned a corner and saw a blonde woman in a nurse’s uniform that he wondered if he’d finally have to use mind compulsion. For the time being, he settled on his natural charm.  ❝ Evening, ma’am, ❞ he said in a slightly accented voice, giving her a polite nod and a smile as he walked by her, acting as though he wasn’t out of bounds in the slightest.