GLORY AND GORE GO HAND IN HAND !

If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend. ind. priv. sel. fantasy multimuse as portrayed by kastor. previously saintspast

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   hey y'all i'm alive & in the mood to write on here so like for a starter , specify muse or it's Probably gonna be peter !

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   my gays.... need partners. especially luna & genya & newt but merlin would not mind more gay shit in his life either

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Reblog if your muse is AUTISTIC. 

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   “HAVE YOU EVER met a bowtruckle?” His tone is almost conspiratorial, eyes ever avoiding direct contact wide as his excitement begins to build. The wealth of knowledge Newt possessed was not offered in any class or contained in any one book, though he had taken Care of Magical Creatures since his first year and read every book the library had to offer on any and all beasts. No, he preferred a much more HANDS ON approach.

    “WOULD YOU LIKE TO?”

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   i’m gonna do blog maintenance things Wish Me Luck

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   well i’ve dropped several oc’s but i have a functioning muse page now !

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( honestly? i want a plot where newt accidentally outs himself to queenie bc he’s just thinking ‘okay newt keep it cool no one here knows you’re gay’ and then remembers she’s Literally a mind reader )

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   i'm gonna do blog maintenance things Wish Me Luck

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when florence welch said “i am done with my graceless heart so tonight i’m gonna cut it out and then restart”

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controversial opinion: cho chang? good.

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thou shall be faithful and honest

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   “I EXPECT you’ve come to ask me to dinner again.”

    NEWT HARDLY LOOKS UP from the niffler pup which consumed all but a fragment of his attention ( the poor thing had cut itself on a particularly shiny knife which had caught its fancy, but seemed to be healing well thus far ). He found little joy in his work being interrupted by unannounced visitors, had little patience in particular when it came to family matters. He’d found his preferred home, preferred family in his creatures and saw no need or sense in maintaining false pretenses with those that claimed him by blood.

    “I’VE TOLD YOU, my schedule is really VERY BUSY, much like your own and I haven’t much desire to play a happy family with you and Mum.” There is no bite intended, only truth. “Now, unless you’d like to learn to feed a kelpie I think you best get going.”

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   BIG Newt Scamander muse my guys, interact with this for a starter. i’m gonna leave this open to non-mutuals just cause i really wanna write my boy but if you find this in the tags please know my newt is GAY and as such i will not write anything romantic with tina or leta muses ( p l e a s  e give me your girls though i love them !!! )

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   hhhhhhh icarus as a minor god of light and consort to helios & apollo

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🌑 does jess wanna deal w her possibly drunk or just super cuddly gf. bc she gets to deal w her possibly drunk or just super cuddly gf

   JESSICA HAD BEEN WORKING A CASE FOR DAYS. Which was unusual, considering the only thing she normally did for days on end was BINGE DRINK. But this had struck a little too close to home. Orphan girl, abusive situation, no one else that could do anything to help. So she’d buried herself in it and only come out hours ago when she promptly collapsed into bed.

    USELESS AS a girlfriend when she as so absorbed, Harley had likely been bitterly deprived of the contact Jessica was usually ready ( if outwardly begrudging ) to provide. Thus sparked the situation now upon them, the P.I. stirring from her rest at a shifting of weight on the mattress, a disapproving grumble in her throat even as she rolled over to pull in the woman she knew was responsible. A relieved sigh through her nose as she snuggles close, face tucked to neck.

   “SORRY I’VE BEEN GONE. MISSED YOU.”

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Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse