What's in my muse's bag?
Fish Monet, Fish Lecter & Oceanne Holmes
tagged stolen from @libdemdisaster
tagging @omniishambles (Abel) @uselessdevice (Rufus) @countlessrealities (Morty) @multipleoccupancy (Edgar & James) @dynamoprotocol @imjustanauthor (Charlie) @dcmur3 @ladiesandwitches (Scully) @regretmedicineandsmokes @lovepurposed (Francis)
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ouroboros crimson getting stabbed by the weapon they gifted dust three days ago: "OMG YOU'RE USING IT!? DOES THAT MEAN YOU LIKE MY GIFT! :DDDDD omg I'M SO HAPPY YOU LIKE IT!"
siren dust: "wtf is wrong with you."
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they knew i was listening to the tessellate playlist, huh?
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currently rereading around the world in 80 days chronologically again and here's tonight's most recent entry:
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Thank you for the tag @wileyfern !! I’m loving Blue’s little family so much :)
I don’t even know what to call my music taste right now haha but basically add everything Noah Kahan has ever done, Brockhampton because come on, and then everything that played on my autumn mix playlist (+ Sabrina Carpenter because recent album is full of bops)
I’ll tag @devotedsims @edenella @futurelabs !
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Ah yes, it's espresso-nap-scream o'clock again
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GOTH
are you okay???
yeah i’m mostly fine just mentally exhausted and honestly in need of a hug
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i want everyone to remember that the doctor canonically sulked lived with otters for a month because he and river had a big fight
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I’m sitting in my garden and there’s a load of insects buzzing and I didn’t really register the noise at first but when I did my first thought was “holy shit it’s the bone glass”
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Timeloop au snippet
Lucien had always been quick, but in his own territory, rattled to the point of a constant knives edge since Feyre’s kidnapping, Tamlin was quicker. Snapping the door shut, wards of the house slamming down, containing them all in one place.
“Lucien.”
Nesta’s hand slid beneath his shirt, gesture hidden, aligned to the scarred skin of his back in silent apology.
“Tam,” Lucien swallowed. “I can explain.”
Flowers blooming in his eyes- a lord of becoming, a lord of mad folly, Lucien’s friend of centuries, torn apart trying to rescue the woman he loved from what he knew to be only one of the most feared creatures in Prythian.
Slowly, Tamlin sank back against the door, furious expression muddling into a muted horror.
Both palms pressed over his eyes, he said, in a gentle sort of voice Lucien had frankly forgotten he was even capable of. “You’re her sister. The one she wrote to.”
“Yes.” Steel in the word, but also- Nesta slid out from behind him in exaggerated human slowness, coming back onto her feet to raise her chin in what read, to faery eyes, as warning. “And I wrote back. Lucien answered.”
Unreadable, Tamlin dropped his hands to stare at her. “Did he?”
“Tam”-
“My sister loves you,” Nesta said, right over Lucien. “So much so we let her go again, because she could not bare a world where she had not tried to save you. I couldn’t reach out, not to you, not after all that happened to her. But I couldn’t stand not knowing if she was alright.”
With his real guilt, Lucien fell into his role.
“They deserved to know,” Lucien told him, quiet, unable to stop himself from smiling, just a little, at her unwavering expression.
Tamlin caught it. Of course he did- Lucien was an excellent liar, but he wasn’t even trying.
“And now,” he said, tipping his head between them, “You”-
“Yes.” Nesta said.
The High Lord of Spring heaved a sigh, scent of roses rising through the air. Tired, stricken- but then he smiled. “You cannot be blamed for that.”
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Return - A Haiku
Return to Tumblr.
Gain many new followers :O
They are all pornbots.
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