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Thinking about...Purging my threads and starting fresh? I don't want anyone to feel like I don't enjoy writing with them anymore!! I'm just. A little overwhelmed by all the threads and asks I have accumulated.

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Slay The Princess Sentence Starters

Sentences taken from Slay The Princess: The Pristine Cut by Blacktabby Games! Change Pronouns As Needed!

CW: Angst, Fluff, Comedic, Romantic

"Now we can both enjoy the mutual romantic subtext to this murder!"

"Yeah do you not know what The Look is? Even I know what The Look is."

"Do you think we can throw her out the window?"

"Hey you threw it out the window even though I just told you not to, I'm proud of you!" 

“WHY DO YOU HATE ME?” 

“What do you mean? This is what you wanted. Idiot.” 

"We ain't done yet, we get up."

"She asks that I tell you to remember her. You won't." 

"BEHOLD! The PERFECT woman!"

“I didn’t think you’d come back. We’re going to have a lot of fun, you and I!” 

“He’s making fun of us!”

“If only I were capable of throwing myself off a bridge.”

"Do I miss your heart because I can’t stand to see it go?"

“I will not be described into submission.” 

"By believing in your limitations you put a shackle on your neck."

"The number of stabbing implements I have is practically zero!"

"The world can't be bad if you're still in it."

"There are few things more terrifying than one's own heart, and there is almost nothing more terrifying than sharing it with another."

" ...do you not have anything witty to say? I could use a good bit of wit right now."

"The End. Nice knowing you."

"You're using a lot of words to say a lot of nothing."

"But violence and passion are dances that both of us know well."

"No. You stop that! Stop all this nonsense."

"If you want us to ignore her, then why did you tell us any of that 'wide pleadin eyes begging for mercy' business to begin with?"

"Whatever you're trying to do right now, you don't have to do it alone."

"You have no idea how good it is to hear you."

"I think you know who I am."

"HA! YOU BASTARD! Even face-to-face, you find a way to stab me in the back."

"I know you and you're hideous! Absolutely wretched! Just like me!"

"You ask of things that cannot be done."

"Why wouldn't I be kind to you? You are the only thing I know that isn't me."

"Fuck this guy. Don't trust him."

"You will have your rest in due time, and I am sorry for the burdens I place on you."

"I would never dare to tarnish our relationship by assuming myself above you."

"Names are their attempts to capture that which cannot be captured."

"Sweet! I've always wanted to off a monarch. Viva la revolucion!" 

"Oh, you bastard! You're in for it now. I'm wise to your tricks!"

“My will triumphs yours."

"We've hurt each other plenty, and I still like you."

"What nooo I wouldn't stab you."

"Why? Why did you let me do this?!"

"It takes a wretch to know a wretch, and we're all at the bottom of the barrel here."

"They're good questions. Great questions, even. But they don't have any answers."

“Do not mourn her; She has finally been heard.”

"Last time? If somebody came into my house and tried to kill me and I cut his neck open and then he stabbed me in the heart and we both died looking into each other's eyes, well, surely I would remember that! But I don't, so it must not have happened!"

"I just want to make you happy!"

"You've been kinder to me than anyone else I've met. Thank you."

“I’m not going to destroy the world, but I am going to hold it in my hands and squeeze it.”

"Oh that's right! Yeah, fuck this guy, don't trust him."

"If the world ended, how are we talking?"

"I'm going to die now! I think that's what you want."

"You've changed"

"And you've stayed exactly the same"

"I'll be damned. We're doomed."

 For everyone's sake, you're not in love."

 "They always say it's lonely at the top. I didn’t think they actually meant it."

“Ignore all the criticism. You’re doing great!” 

"She's been like me this whole time. She's just been hiding it."

 "Of course I'm not okay! I've never been okay. But maybe I needed to never be okay for us to make this happen"

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Thinking about…

Maybe starting some new threads? I find myself looking at my drafts now with dread. Not because I dislike any of them!! But my ADHD is definitely craving new.

I’m sorry to everyone waiting on me — and thank you for your patience 🩷 If you’re down to plot, please reach out so I know!! I’m not abandoning any threads, either — to clarify. I just wanna see if I can get the creative juices flowing again

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Independent supernatural hunter OC. JONATHAN ISAAC EVERITT. Explores a man neither being entirely human nor a werewolf but forced to stand somewhere in between after a werewolf killed his parents and slashed him, leaving him with lycanthropic traits. OC, AU, multi-muse && crossover friendly. Mun && muse 21+

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SABRINA CARPENTER Savage x Fenty Vol. 3 Fashion Show

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It's not as if she hasn't imagined something like this with him before now. No, her imagination had run wild with possibilities after that first date, where they'd exchanged memories and stories over fragrant coffee drinks. But Alya had opted to wait, because...Well, she recognized the pain behind those eyes. Falling was easy - but what happens if only one of them is actually invested in the landing?

Eventually her need for air becomes too powerful to ignore, leading Alya to withdraw from that kiss - though she does keep her fingers entangled in his hair. She draws her tongue across her lower lip, still tasting Logan there. It makes her face warm.

"How long have you wanted to do that, exactly?" She teases him, as a smirk curls her lips. "And...If we move to my bedroom, could you be convinced to do it again?"

There is a moment where the domesticity of morning plans feels mildly overwhelming. The adorable scrunch of her nose grants a chuckle of his own to bubble up past smiling lips, wondering what thought makes her do such a thing. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knows this is a risk. He knows he falls just a bit too easily. And yet, the kiss melts some of those doubts away.

The fact he finds no instant rejection in her eyes is soft comfort but his skin tingles when she combs those fingers deep in his hair, pulled in with a want he will not object to. HIs entire body shivers at the way her nails make contact, and how she kisses him with such abandon. Surely it's a privilege to see her this way, one he will never take for granted. She draws the softest of hums from him, taking it between plush lips like a secret. Alya bites his lip and he tries not to growl. It reminds him that she is pure passion and elegant desire utterly bewitching him. Her class floored him far before they'd ever flirted or toed that line.

He does bite, then, her bottom lip like it's the sweetest thing he's ever tasted, going in shortly thereafter for more of her. He is, barely, aware of just how contorted his body is, and wonders the remedy it may become but otherwise cannot focus on anything but her exquisite kiss.

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What a thrill it is to be reminded of their differences...Andrew taller, thicker, stronger - and yet submitting to her will so easily, so eagerly. Yes, it does aid in her arousal. Yes, she is experiencing a high of sorts, realizing that this man could overpower her with minimal effort and set the pace of this encounter - but he's choosing to obey.

Alya rakes her nails down his back for the sole purpose of leaving thin red welts against his skin. Tonight, she'll also play into the artist role; and his body will be her canvas.

She typically has impeccable self-control - but to feel the way he wants her...His hips rocking up against her still-clothed core in a way more suiting an animal than a man - it makes her want to take him apart, to taste his desperation. Alya grinds down against him with slow, controlled rolls of her hips; to at least maintain the illusion of restraint.

"I'd be offended if you didn't." The blonde laughs breathlessly, tipping her head back to offer him more of her throat in invitation. "I want the full experience. I want to look in the mirror days from now and see just how dedicated an artist you are...I make a nice canvas, don't I?"

As her fingers move within his hair, he sighs warm against her skin, head resting against her in comfort as his mouth works against her skin, scruff grazing against her soft skin- he'll apologize later for any marks left. The shape of her nails adds a certain something to the way she touches him, an added sharpness to it with no danger. He's fond of it more than he would assume- nail shapes are intimidating in some instances. How women managed with them was beyond him.

When the grip tightens, however, he pauses; breath hitched in his through as shoulders raise in brief winds. It doesn't hurt, but was unexpected, and it goes straight through his body, to his lap in a twitch in his groin. She presses further into him and he follows, canting head to lay those kisses over her breast with those same bites. Her praise coaxes him to continue on- he's doing well, and he should continue. And so he does, leaving all instruction up to Alya in that moment.

His eyes had been watching her, but in that moment they close to allow himself to indulge. Skin to him like some soft served ice cream melting beneath his taste, a sweet craving he's finally fulfilling. As her hands rest to her shoulders, one of his work her hips, pulling her closer to his body in tight ruts for his own satisfaction, slipping back over the small of her back to her ass to guide her near.

"Mmh- yes," simple answer, peering up to her through lashes as his tongue moves a long streak over the middle of her chest, then a daring lick to her neck. Thank goodness for their height difference; his lips reach just by her ear and his voice comes in a low murmur. "You?"

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Alya can't honestly say she's familiar with the title - but it seems to hold some relevance to the man before her. She feels a pang of sympathy for his plight...Music has never held all that much importance in her life, true, but there are other things that she would be equally disheartened to see damaged. Like a limited edition Chanel bag - oh, Alya would never forgive herself if she were responsible for any harm coming to such an item!

"A pleasure to meet you, Steve. I'm Alya." Manicured fingers curl around his hand to give a gentle squeeze; but the handshake itself is kept brief. He must be exhausted from how often people approach him...All with preconceived notions of who he is, based on museum displays and televised specials. Super soldier or no - he is still a man at the end of the day.

"To be fair, I saw most of what happened - and I don't think you were entirely at fault. It looked as if it had a mind of its own, almost. We've seen stranger things happen in the city, right?"

she doesn't need to ask ; steve can see the questions flicker in the midst of her gaze regardless, and he knows, without a doubt, that they're the very same questions most people usually have when they're faced with america's disgraced poster boy.

at one point, he'd have entertained them. he'd have talked and talked and exhausted his own social battery for the sake of being polite. these days? these days he had no problem walking away from those who demanded too much, too quickly. . .

thankfully, the young woman seemed to get it. instead, she only picks up the runaway record and hands it back to him with a kind, easy smile. he takes it automatically, having to allow himself a second to wind down the defense that he'd had dancing on the tip of his tongue.

❝ yeah, i guess it has. seems like it'd have played okay though     —    ❞

he pauses, a slight grimace finding his sharp features. nose crinkling in something akin to soft irritation. it was the only genuine copy of you're my thrill he'd seen in years.

❝     —    well, y'know, if i didn't send it off like a bowling ball. ❞

a small pause, and steve wipes the dust from his free palm against the rough fabric of his jacket ; finally extending a hand.

❝     i'm steve . it's nice to meet you. ❞

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SABRINA CARPENTER via Instagram (June 2, 2025)

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Happy pride! I think your fem and nb muses should come get some love from Alya to celebrate 🥰

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It’s not sinday yet but —

When your muse wants someone who will help her brain turn off & use her like a stress ball.

Do I know what that means? Not entirely, actually. But I support her.

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Sorry for how quiet I’ve been — real life has been kicking my ass. I don’t intend to abandon this blog! I’m just. Slow.

Thank you for your patience! And if you want to chat/plot/even write smaller stuff — you can add me on discord 💛 my handle is stardancing

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⋆˚࿔ redalianovna 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ; an independent, selective, head canon and vibe based blog for marvel character 𝕹atalia 𝕬lianovna 𝕽omanova aka the black widow. this blog operates as morally grey, with focus on trust issues and traversing what it means to be a good person in a world that tries to convince you otherwise.

❝ they ask me, is it going good in the garden? i say i'm lost, but i beg no pardon. up on the dice, but low on the cards. i try not to think about how it's harder now. ❞

{ ozzy . she/her. twenty seven. tw for canon standard violence and nsfw content. }

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𝔽𝕆𝕃𝕃𝕆𝕎 𝕄𝔼 𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕁𝔸𝕎𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝔽𝔸𝕋𝔼

ᴀ ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ ɪɴ… curbing bloodlust, fighting inner demons, surviving high school (again), finding connections, exploring the unknown, and more.

CARRD

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"THE PRICE IS PAIN TO MAKE THIS RIGHT! AND I COULD BUY A THOUSAND LIVES, SO YOU CAN TRY TO KILL ME, BUT I CAN'T FUCKING DIE!"

indie multimuse feat. muses from SUPERNATURAL ! and many other fandoms. chaos woven by noah.

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"Alya- I love you with all of my titty- the left one, specifically. a little bit of the right areola."

For a moment, she's perplexed by this...Declaration of affection? Honestly, it's hard to say exactly. But once she's had a few seconds to process the words themselves, Alya finds herself moved by the sentiment. It's sweet! A little unhinged, but hey - all the best people are.

"Aw...Andy, I love you, too! So we're balanced, I'll dedicate my right to loving you. And some of the left areola."

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