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@gruvies
this is an independent & selective roleplay blog for multiple muses from many different fandoms including : hemlock grove , stranger things , and more . i track the tag # gruvies . my name is beth ( she / her , 25 + ) ! i’ve been on and off of tumblr rp for too long , and though my activity is always going to be pretty low , i promise i don’t bite !
muse list : alternatively , you can find my google doc here . current muse count : THIRTY - TWO
@sevynhells said : i think i simply am too hard to love . ( gwyn to wes )
❝ nonsense . ❞ metallic on his tongue , sister's woeful expression is met with furrowed brows and a pointed stare . ❝ you have , perhaps , difficult tendencies . . . but by no means do they repulse enough to turn every suitor away . ❞ the nature of a younger brother cannot be helped , and though there is amusement to be found in his voice , there is also sincerity . her tone had brought evidence enough that this was not a moment for Wesley's signature witticism , but instead something that had clearly been wreaking havoc on Gwyn's psyche for some time . still , habits had been hard to break , and the corner of his mouth twitches with a hint of a smile , ❝ i thought you to be grateful that father had not made a match for you yet . ❞
Daniel Sharman as Lorenzo de’ Medici in 2x03 “Obstacles and Opportunities”
@gruvies turns pink, "you shouldn't look at me like that."
❝ like . . . what ? ❞ he plays the part of innocence perfectly ⸺ dark eyes cast towards her with a particular gleam of desperation, blinking once, then twice with a sickly sweet gaze. fiyona had been the object of duncan's desire for as long as he had known her, the standard that he had compared every woman that he spoke to against ⸻ and none thus far had matched her, nor had they even come close. and now he'd come to an age of maturity, it was expected of him to take a wife and prepare to become the lord of his house. a betrothal was imminent, and whether or not it was one of duncan's choosing all came down to how quickly he could secure a match of his own.
an incredulous scoff sounds from throat, sly smile perking up a single corner of his mouth before lips purse to an exaggerated albeit sincere pout. palm befalls his chest, a gesture of inclined offense, ❝ i do not mean to bring into question your honor, my lady. ❞ then comes quiet hesitation, the gap between them closed with a small step. he lingers so close he can hear the palpable beating of her heart ever so faintly over the sound of his own. hand reaches for the fabric of her skirts, fingertips only barely brushing against embroidered pleats. ❝ how would you prefer that i look at you ? ❞
❝ stop it , ❞ her hand raises and pauses in the air between them , fingertips twitching towards his chest ; itching to push him away or pull him in , Fiyona hadn't quite decided . he's close enough to breathe in , to admire the green and gold of his eyes that dance in the sunlight and that she finds herself getting utterly lost in . ❝ you know how you are supposed to look at me , Duncan . ❞ the taste of his name upon her tongue is sweet , and it overwhelms her so that Fiyona sheepishly adverts her gaze to the space between them , where his hand lingered near her waist . ❝ it is not my honor that i worry about . ❞
but was it not ? her mother and father had begun discussing marriage in not so subtle ways in their letters as of late , and while Fiyona had known that the moment her betrothal was announced was imminent , she could not help the feeling of doom that ached in her belly , nor could she quiet the sound of her own voice in her head urging her to close the gap between them . she finds herself now taking the smallest of steps backwards in a delicate attempt at creating distance from him . ❝ we are not children anymore , ❞ her voice is barely above a whisper when she speaks again , unwilling as she is to admit such aloud .
house lynderly of the vale are well - known for their smithies . their seat at snakewood and the surrounding villages produce up to fifty percent of the steel within westeros , as well as having provided the capital ( and a variety of noble houses ) with a number of their most skilled smiths .
HOOKED ON A FEELING .
ind. \ sel. multimuse blog for baldur’s gate iii , a song of ice and fire , and more . adored by beth .
@gruvies and i were talking about giving maeyra and giovanni kids the other day and we started with twins and they somehow ended up with four so... im a Trend Follower and made them with picrew
the eldest, lady elaena lynderly, and her twin sister, lady marinah lynderly; their thirdborn, lady aurea lynderly; and their youngest and only son, lord jon lynderly.
I knew Lorroakan amassed knowledge like a dragon with its hoard, but never could I have imagined such wealth.
❝ my whole body feels like a clenched fist. ❞ an ache so deep she can't massage it out, so insufferable she can't sleep at night. (@gruvies, sc.)
❝ you're being dramatic , Paige . ❞ a fact not far from ordinary in reference to one Paige Fredericks . yet , something deep within Emily's mind resonates with her sister's words , an un-cleansable rot nestled comfortably in the confines of her soul with the source entirely unknown . discomfort shared in unspoken glances and all - too - similar dreams , something like a curse clouding the truth , holding prisoner the solution to all of their problems just out of reach . ❝ there's Midol in the cupboard . ❞ brows knit , her gaze flippant ; how many times had they been here ? how much more time could they waste trying to figure this out ? ❝ just push it out . focus and breathe . ❞
Which is why I’m relying on your support. For the good of the Medici bank. For the good of Florence.
hrtached !
melancholic air falls over them , on the anniversary of their mother’s death , year after year it was the same . aquata was there to console their sisters while andrina preferred to lock herself away , to both figuratively and literally run away from her problems to the best of her ability . it had been working well for her thus far , but this year felt different . ❝ if you need me , won't you let me know ? ❞ andi sighs , exhale exaggerated with the flaring of her nostrils . it’s hard for her to admit that she’s in the wrong , that she’s made mistakes . she continues quietly , ❝ sometimes i’m not the best with being responsible ( . . . ) but i’m trying my best . ❞
comparisons made between aquata and her mother made her entire life : from her strong will to the way that leadership fell naturally to her shoulders . it was a heavy burden to carry , but one she would grin and bear for the sake of her family . ❝ of course , andi . ❞ relationship between sisters was rocky at best , strained with years of butting heads and acting more like a mother than an older sister . aquata inhales deeply , eyes blinking slowly before she slinks into a spot beside andrina , a comforting arm wraping around her shoulders . ❝ mom would be proud of you , you know , i’m proud of you . if that means anything . i was thinking we’d get the rest of the girls and visit her together , it’d be good for all of us . ❞
odessa young as lilly in a million little pieces (2018)
Saw VI (2009) dir. Kevin Greutert
@endfght said : she was not made of fragile things ( alex 2 lenore !!!!!! )
❝ shame on you for ever thinking she was . ❞ sarcasm laced into her voice , lenore drops bloodied rag down on the tabletop , hands falling her hips while top of her head angles to the side . she imagines she is the very image of her mother , disappointed look on her face as she took care of her clumsy daughter . she shudders at the thought . ❝ i don’t think it’s broken . who knew claud had such a mean right hook . ❞ an attempt made to lighten the mood unsuccessful , lenore purses her lips , chewing on the inside of her cheek until she skin there tastes metallic . she wants to scream , to yell and give him worse than a bloody nose , but exhaustion slumps her shoulders , and her body shifts to the seat across from him . it feels like for the first time in her life she’s at a loss for words , uncomfortable in the silence that spanned between them --- strange when she had spent more than half of her life alongside him . lenore feels scared ; afraid that she was on the verge of losing the only people she had in the world minus her parents . ❝ there was a better way of telling her what was going on . ❞ there were unspoken rules of their friendship , lines that lenore and alexander had gone far beyond . she thinks that claudia’s hurt stemmed from the secret , that never in their lives ( before this instance ) had there been even one thing that any one of them kept from the other two .
❝ she’s never gonna talk to me again , alex . she already won’t answer my calls . . . she can’t hate me . i can’t lose you , either of you . i don’t know how to fix this , ❞ desperation clings to the words let loose into the air , eyes searching his face for an answer that is absent . fingers find the rag once more , wringing it between her fingers in place of picking at her cuticles . ❝ this is so fucked , this is so fucked . what if she won’t ever talk to me again ? ❞
I’m going to have a breakdown
@hallowburnt said : this is disgusting , i don’t know why i’m doing this . ( christina to alexa )
❝ because it’s good for your skin , that’s why . ❞ frustration blooms in her voice , in spite of alexa’s feeble attempt to swallow it down . lithe fingers smudge more of the sludge - green face mask across christina’s cheeks , holding the tub between her thighs while her other hand raises to brush brunette strands back behind her ears . “ it’s gonna make your skin like , baby’s ass soft , ” alyssa adds from beside them , concentration on applying the mixture to her own face , tongue stuck between her teeth . ❝ plus , it’ll totally make your acne chill out . have you been stress picking again ? ❞ brows furrow as eyes roll , alexa finishes off her application with a final chunk smeared onto christina’s chin evenly . she takes the paper towels from the vanity and wipes her hands clean before turning back to her brunette friend , jar held outwards . ❝ now do me . ❞
