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Moved!

{Just so that everyone knows, this blog is now an archive and has been split up into three separate blogs! If you’re still interested in interacting with the muses, please follow at the ones listed below. All of the muses from here are on one of those plus new ones have been added!}

For my vampires [noctispostmortem] For my Lycan’s [maledictusluna] For the rest including the Greek’s it’s [corpusdivina]

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             Whether it is a blessing or a curse depends on the one it is bestowed upon.                                               || Rules || Page || Audrey || Lucien ||

{Indie, private, selective, multi OC RP blog written by Angie. Muses originally from therealmofmuses. Please like and/ or reblog this if you’re interested in interacting with my Lycanthrope OC’s and I will come and check out your page. Feel free to hit me up with any questions you may have! Thank you!}

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Grab a marker and write something on my muse! (Anywhere on my muse's body. )

This’ll be fun!

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Injury meme

Send me “How did you get that?” and I will generate a number from 1-25 for what my muse responds. Whether or not they are being truthful is up to the mun.

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OC X CANON SHIPS ARE VALID AND GOOD LET US S A I L BITCH

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when you start shipping something as a joke but then it’s like 

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egyptian or greek mythology? fairies or mermaids? vampires or werewolves? past or future? silver or gold? books or movies?

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fracturedxprospice:

@therealmofmuses || desa

           “Ouch!” The small girl withdrew her hand, cradling her hand in the other. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes like someone turned on a spigot and there was nothing to do that could stop it. If her eyes lids were dams, they were cracking under the pressure. Her tiny body sunk to the floor, staring at the searing pain in her hand like she had touched an oven top. She didn’t know what her hand went to in order to get that kind of reaction but it hurt! She ended up plopping down on her behind when she got close enough to the ground, letting the tears stream down her eyes, figuring that this would be better than going straight home to Silva with tears in her eyes, knowing that the bigger woman would probably take things the wrong way and prepare for a fight that Desa, herself, didn’t want to be a part of.

The sound of a child's shout reached the brunettes ears, chocolate eyes blinking for a moment before beginning to search out the source of the sound. A few feet away, she spotted the small girl that had taken a seat on the ground. Small feet quickly closed the distance between them, black heels clicking with each step as she kneeled down in front of the child, concern shining in her warm eyes. "Are you alright, sweetheart?" The vampire had spent quite a bit of time in America, their little terms of endearment having made their way into her words out of habit at this point. Cold hands reached out, gently and slowly grasping the young girls in hers in an attempt to access whatever it was that had hurt her. "Let me take a look, I promise to be gentle."

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“Is there something you needed?” Neon, almost luminescent, hues trained on this other person’s face as his hands remain preoccupied with cleaning out the glass with a dry cloth. It was a pet peeve of his to have wet yet clean glasses. Honestly, he wasn’t suppose to be working behind the bar today, he was just making sure the glasses were dry because if he didn’t no one would. “Any particular poison, you’re after since I’m here?”

He set down the glass, motioning to the options behind him. Honestly, it never surprised him how many people showed up to bars on nights like this.

Crimson eyes raised to meet those of the one that spoke, a beat was taken, barely noticeable as she examined the unique color. Plump lips, painted in a vivid shade of red began to curl at the edges, heated hands taking residence upon the counter of the bar as she leaned forward. "I'll have a whiskey tonic, please," she requested, long legs crossing under the bar as she shifted her position in the stool a bit.

Another night, another bar for her. Too many times did the redhead find herself in this same position each night, the same old routine and it was getting rather boring. What ever happened to the amusement that usually came with a visit to the bar? A soft sigh, eyes drifting her vibrant fingertips as she hoped that tonight will hold something of interest for her.

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The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.

Six of Crows

by Leigh Bardugo (via

tessalivesandbreathesbooks

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Because she competes with no one, no one can compete with her.

Lao Tzu

,

Verse 66

(via

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what i’m thinking when i like your post even though no part of it applies to me

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                                 There is   F I R E   beneath my skin

                                       burning, burning, burning

                         I have tried to contain it, I have tried so hard.                              Heaven, believe me, I have done all I can!                                                   consumed me                                                   consumed me                                                 will consume you!

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❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”