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featuring primarily literature canon characters from various media such as : off campus , briar u , maple hills , etc RUNS ON MUTUALS & EXCLUSIVES
heavily plot driven. — est. 2023, revamped in 2024. written by stevie , she / her , 23 : minors and personals do not interact. discord available for mutuals.
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introduction. hi , i’m stevie , a twenty three year old who is revamping her blog especially because i went on a random hiatus. i graduated college with a degree in criminal justice , and currently work at a law firm as a paralegal. : replies may be limited due to working around 45-50 hours a week. this blog runs mostly on a queue bases. however , with that being said please do not hesitate to send an ask / im if we’re mutuals if you have any questions.
interactions . this blog will run with mutuals and exclusives , follows some canon verses for characters and is headcanon heavy. usually i would prefer if we discussed and are in the process of writing before we claim exclusives / mutuals , yet i am always open for them regardless. usually i accept 4 mains for a character && 1 exclusive.
literacy . i tend to write in third person , past and present tense with correct and remotely correct grammar. i write in small font , double or triple spaced. if that is an issue and you wish for me to change it when we write, please do not hesitate to let me know!! i want to make this blog inclusive for everyone !! this blog does tend to write a lot as i do love character development , that being said you do not need to match my length.
triggers . this blog may deal with some triggers , however , every trigger will have its own warning and tag. this blog is a safe space for everyone and i would like to keep it that way. DO NOT interact with me if you support the following: if you are racist , homophobic , transphobic, any mentions of s*icude, and if you intend on whitewashing ANY character or if you discriminate against religion or ethnicity. THE BANNED FCS ARE AS FOLLOWED: amber heard , chris pratt , elizabeth olsen , armie hammer , robert downey jr , any deceased actors / actresses ( multi blogs excluded )
selectivity. to be very selective in terms of who i write with / who i interact with for the sole purpose of me being newish here… i’m still figuring out how to use tumblr to its fullest and i’m definitely trying my best. that being said , i will only follow those i am interested in interacting with at some point. if i read your rules , muse list etc and do not see any of our muses interacting then i simply will not follow … however , that being said i am definitely open for any and all crossovers so you are more than welcome to im me.
muses. i like to keep the writing here plain and simple , mostly to give myself peace of mind. my characters however , will also RARELY have face claims. especially since a lot of them are literature muses. i tend to primarily write for my hockey muses in books i have read, and will also have some original character muses.
i’m in the mood to be writing with more people and to pop out some quick threads && to establish some more mains / exclusives — so like this for a one liner starter !
a punishment instilled by management caused them one too many scandals. his penthouse had multiple extra rooms, housing the rookie wasn't an insure - wes simply doesn't have a caring bone in his body. if he lived with someone he couldn't just bring random women home, at least that is what he assumes their reasoning had been - now he cares more about corrupting the young rookie. ❝ it is mandatory, ❞ chocolate hues glued to the football match, ❝ just try and not fall on your face, that would be embarrassing, ❞ reaching for the remote to turn down the volume. ❝ why haven't your dad prepared you for all of this? ❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀ the small part of him hoped he was drafted by boston, his hometown, a place he was familiar. yet the larger part of him wanted to branch away from his fathers shadow, from his father’s legacy and name. moving to new jersey was his chance to be different, his chance to make a name for himself, yet being thrown into a veterans care almost felt like he was being babied again.. even if said veteran didn't necessarily want him there. 〝 i'm not going to fall onto my face.. 〞 he scoffs before the notion crosses his mind and he freezes. what if he did? 〝 well.. he did, but he said this part wasn't necessarily something every team did. but the guys were saying they were gonna make me do it anyway. 〞 oakley turns to face him, eyebrows raised just a smidge. 〝 i'm assuming you're part of the crowd who wants me to do it? 〞
i’m in the mood to be writing with more people and to pop out some quick threads && to establish some more mains / exclusives — so like this for a one liner starter !
spontaneous as ever, retirement had surely given his father more time on his hand than he knew how to deal with. would've liked a heads up, granted he likely would've forbidden his dad from setting foot on harvard's campus. ❝ because mom knows you'd pull crap like that to embarrass me, ❞ exhaling before fingers thread through dark tresses - exact shade like his mother's. relief courses through his body when told he wouldn't be staying with him, instead opting for a hotel - which meant ainsley and mellie could stay without a worry. ❝ did you at least bring a pair of skates? ❞ lend him a stick, but skates were off limits. ❝ if you still think you have what it takes to beat me old man? ❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀ there was that fleeting part of him that wanted to beg his son to come back home, to ditch school in the states and move back to canada. while he wouldn’t admit this to anyone, as soon as olivia and carter got home from dropping their son off, carter cried, knowing that his son would do great things and wouldn’t need his help anymore. 〝 mom.. is a smart woman, 〞 is what carter settles on, before frowning gently at his sons enthusiasm of his arrival, or lack thereof. 〝 you could be a little, excited, to see me.. if you don’t want me here, i can leave. 〞 carter now thought it was a bad idea coming to see his son, stuffing his hands into his pockets, he breathes gently before letting out a tiny scoff and a shake of his head. 〝 old man? i was the one who trained you first, i think i still have it in me. 〞
@direodes. blake's eyes grow wide at her brother's words. ❝ you did what now? ❞ she'll support him through anything, of course, but that doesn't mean she's not shocked.
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀ watching her reaction, oakley knows that if her reaction was like this, their parents’ would be much, much worse. 〝 i’m dropping out of school, 〞 he says softly, looking down at his hands before looking back up. 〝 this is my last semester at briar.. and then i entered the draft, i’m projected to be picked first, blake. this is my dream. 〞
The smile is still on her lips as she uses the free hand to caress his cheek. Feyre loves him so much, love how Rhysand takes care of her — how he protects her, even though sometimes it is not necessary but she still allows it. Feyre knows there is nothing to fear or worry about when her mate is around ( and she wants to be the same kind of support to him ). “ Let’s hope they have learned the lesson, for their sakes. I don’t want to ruin the night for us. ”
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀eyes softening, head slightly tipping into her hand as he savors her warmth, practically nuzzling his cheek against her palm. rhysand wants to allow her the chance to blossom, and will give her the world if she asked for it, but this part of him was telling him to keep her protected from everything and anything. but rhysand wasn’t him. giving her a soft smile, rhys turns his head to press a gentle kiss onto feyre’s palm. 〝 it’s not ruined, i won’t allow it. I won’t even allow azriel or cassian to bother us. 〞
" are you trying to make me cry? " fingers come to wipe under her eyes, trying not to ruin her make - up --- that her and indy spent hours on doing. " i'm proud of you too, ry'. "
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀ 〝 you’re just … easy to tease. 〞 his smile is soft, eyes crinkling at the corners as he chuckles. ryan felt a distinctly protective nature over stevie, even though the two of them were twins. their sibling bond was strong.. something he wished never ceased no matter how old they got, how strong their differences stretched. 〝 can you believe it, we’re both married, you have a kid and i have one on the way.. feel’s like this is a dream. 〞
She is speechless for a moment ; trying to make sense of his words. Violet understands Xaden’s reasons for being harsh when he was her wing leader and even when he didn’t tell Violet that her brother was alive. However, she still feels hurt. Violet doesn’t say that out loud because she knows he can feel it and she is tired of arguing. “ It’s not too late to apologize now. ”
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀ 〝 everything i did, there was reason behind it. 〞 the need to justify his actions was strong, even if he was still not telling her the full truth. secrets would always need to be hidden, yet the overwhelming desire to spill his heart out was more intense than anything. he hadn’t felt like this with someone before. 〝 i’m sorry, 〞 he replies quietly, his eyes searching hers for any sort of reaction. xaden can feel sageyl chastising him for the apology ; it could’ve been better.〝 and i know an i’m sorry can’t fix everything.. 〞
She has always loved the stars, always painting them in her art. Always has been attracted to it like something was pulling her or dragging her into their orbit. And of course that Feyre only understood why years later. During all her human life, she has painted the stars like they were trying to tell her something ( like it was supposed to mean something ) and it was only during her first starfall that it clicked for her. You are exactly where you should be — the stars eternal and the night triumphant. And during her second starfall, Feyre wouldn’t feel any different. She is exactly where she should be, hosting an important moment for the court that has welcomed her with open arms and has accepted her as their high lady. She is surrounded by people who love her and that she would give her own life to protect. She is living and married to the love of her life, her mate, the only person that can understand her in this entire world. And Feyre couldn’t ask for anything more. “ You know, the moment of that first starfall was the moment it clicked for me. ” Feyre said, placing her forehead on his cheek. “ And you are my greatest thing, my handsome high lord. ” She whispered back and she had to tease Rhysand, bringing back memories of where they were still forming a bridge together to each other’s hearts.
⠀⠀⠀⠀. . .⠀⠀⠀⠀they were finally at peace, able to rest without worrying if something was going to happen to the other person.. they were safe, the people of velaris was safe and it was a moment worth celebrating. holding onto the idea that he almost lost her, holding onto the realization that he would’ve let his own mate be with someone else if it meant she were happy. his love had disappeared when he lost his mother and sister, yet feyre was the one who brought it back. 〝 i wanted you to feel comfortable, to feel at home. 〞 rhys’s hand wraps itself tighter around her waist, holding her against him as he presses his cheek onto her forehead with a little smile. chuckling lowly at her tease, he gently squeezes her waist as he looks down at her, eyebrows raised just slightly. 〝 you seem to have learned your lesson.. class dismissed. 〞 he teases back, doing a quick look down at her shoes before smiling wide at her.