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AYYYYYY IM IN BITCHES
muse aesthetics, tarot edition. y’all probably know the drill by now. bold what applies to your muse, italicize what sometimes or sort-of applies, strike through what’s antithetical to your muse. repost, don’t reblog, and have fun! tw: mentions of alcohol.
Major Arcana: a long journey - a feeling of raw energy - putting a name to something unknown - an elaborate patchwork - unexpected catastrophes - unexpected blessings - vivid dreams - sudden awakenings - the feeling of shedding your skin - the echoes in holy places - bright lights - deep shadows - feeling the earth move beneath your feet - wandering in museums - the strange clarity of moonlight - thunder and lightning - an unfamiliar road - coming back to the place you started as an entirely different person
Cups: being overwhelmed by emotion - finding something to celebrate every day - finding something to mourn every day - connecting with others - the scent of ocean air - making food for your friends when they’re stressed - the remembrance of something lost - sublime confusion - cool colors - a cozy cafe - a bustling bar - calm waters, hidden depths - getting tipsy in the afternoon - summer rain - comfy sweaters - flowing skirts - a house by the sea - deep conversations after midnight
Wands: the scent of spices and dark wood - making something just for the sake of creation - dry heat - crackling fire - a bolt of inspiration - refusing to apologize for your passion - stubborn optimism - taking on more than you can handle - hot tea - warm colors - getting up early - staying up late - bright fire, fast burnout - tacky thrift store finds worn with the utmost confidence - the thrill of starting a new project - spring storms - hotel rooms - perpetual restlessness
Pentacles: the scent of rich soil after a rain - hard and diligent work - solid ground, strong foundations - the satisfaction of a long-awaited payoff - generosity that comes with a catch - work boots and heavy jeans - silk and jewels - resting on your laurels - seeing your work through to the end - harvest time - fresh bread and rich soup - earth tones - jewel tones - a lush garden - sunlight through the trees - dark chocolate - a home in the farmlands - a sprawling house in the old part of the city
Swords: the scent of fresh air - focusing on the intellectual at the expense of the emotional - freshly fallen snow - burying yourself in action - tending to your own wounds - a foreseeable disaster - crisply tailored suits - starkly elegant dresses - refusing to admit defeat - cold air, clear thoughts - old hurts - fresh starts - overthinking your overthinking - the harsh glow of street lamps - black coffee - a cabin in the mountains - an apartment downtown - the quiet before the dawn
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“Am I keeping you up?”
Lucy didn’t quite lift her head to look up at Connor, simply adjusting how she lay against him. She didn’t mind that he touched her hair, or that the hour was late– tired though she may be, she knew sleep would not come.
[not without dreams, anyway.]
“I didn’t even think to ask. I’m sorry.”
Oh, shit, she was actually still awake. Whoops.
He flinched ever so slightly, his face flushing hot when he realized she had probably noticed the kiss.
“Uh-- hm? It’s fine. Yer perfectly fine, no worries.”
His voice was soft, though his hand dropped to her shoulder.
“You okay?”
The book is gently extracted from Connor’s hands, and instead, he gets a lapful of Molly. She begins peppering kisses over his face and throat, and it’s very clear that she wants attention. At least she didn’t bite for it this time.
Connor blinked when his riveting tale of a haunting in the countryside suddenly slipped out of his hand, but he couldn’t be disappointed. Not when his lap was suddenly so warm and so very Molly. He leaned back, sort of against his will, and it took a few seconds for his brain to catch up before he was hugging her waist and humming with a smile.
“Hey.“
His hand reached up to bury in her hair, and he managed to sneak in a few kisses against her forehead and temple.
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"I like your kind of quiet." Lucy murmured, dozing against Connor's shoulder.
Connor was afraid to speak, then, for rousing Lucy from her sleepiness. She seemed so comfortable against him, but he couldn’t help but twirl his fingers around thin strands of her silver hair. He always thought she was prettiest like this; unwound and comfortable.
Instead of using words to respond, he simply kissed her temple.
“i thought about getting a cat today. that’s a solid step into the commitment zone.” - from Parker
Connor hummed quizzically, and cocked his head. “A cat?” he repeated. “Didn’t think you were much of a cat guy, if I’m bein’ honest. Or a pet guy at all. What even made ye think about that?”
CHRISTINA LAUREN SENTENCE STARTERS : quotes taken from various novels written by christina lauren.
𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐙𝐄 (𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎)
“i’ve essentially handed my heart over to the person who’s had it on reserve for half my life.”
“i was coming out here to ask why you were acting so weird, but i see i need to keep things present tense.”
“it never occurred to me that you might be mine.”
“i laugh because this feels genuinely impossible.”
“how does one move on from someone so kind of heart and fine of ass?”
“i’m the human equivalent of a fart that clears the room.”
“maybe it’s not about making the right choices.”
“maybe it’s not about making the right choices exactly, but making the right choices because you’re finally being you. maybe that what you needed.”
“the only person whose expectations you have to live up to is yourself.”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗)
“i can appreciate my body in a bikini and still want to set fire to the patriarchy.”
“i am a homebody, through and through, and there’s nothing like being home.”
“don’t threaten me with a good time.”
“an eight-hour flight, and there’s no movie. — maybe they’re hoping your life flashing in front of your eyes will be distraction enough.”
“love is exhausting.”
“when i signed up for this honeymoon, i had no idea it would involve so much nudity.”
“should i have told them about the time you gifted me that last will and testament software at the family christmas party? i mean honestly—”
“work like a captain, play like a pirate.”
𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐋'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖)
“but at the end of the day, being myself is enough. i’m enough.”
“when i meet someone i love, i become an octopus and wind my tentacles around their heart, tighter and tighter until they can’t deny they love me just the same.”
“i’ve probably loved you longer>”
“i can say without question i’ve honestly never known anyone else like you.”
“so completely undatable?”
“i saw it and i thought it would make you laugh.”
“you look ridiculous in that.”
“i hope you wear it all day.”
“you look ridiculous in that. i hope you wear it all day.”
𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕)
“straight-up mediocre vodka it is.”
“i catch a flash of bare ass and find religion.”
“i used to refer to her as social lubricant, but [NAME] made me promise ot never use that phrase again.”
“will anything ever be permanent?”
“what the hell am i doing with my life?”
“that’s a lot of meat. no pun intended.”
“you’re supposed to carry the bride across the threshold to be romantic, not because she’s broken from eating her weight in beef.”
“it was a close battle.”
“when i get angry, i cry.”
“when i get angry i cry. it’s like the two wires cross in my emotional brain.”
“i’m still awake at four in the morning, sitting on my couch, leg jiggling. nothing helped me sleep.”
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖)
“i never got to fall out of love. i just had to move on.”
“don’t spoil her/him with toys, spoil her/him with books.”
“i’m not prepared for this.”
“do you have to prepare for me?”
“i couldn’t go home to someone else and pretend to love her with everything i have.”
“sometimes it feels like i think about you every minute.”
“tell her you love her. girls need the words.”
“i like your kind of quiet. your heart isn’t quiet.”
“i like your kind of quiet.”
“what’s your favorite word?”
“thanksgiving on the floor in our underwear?”
“you can’t think that long before giving me an 'okay’. that’s a condescending 'okay’.”
𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖)
“i’m lonely.”
“i’m lonely because i don’t tell people what i need or what i want.”
“i’m lonely because i don’t tell people what i need or what i want, and then get hurt when they don’t figure it out on their own.”
“the craziest thing about parenting must be that it’s this huge experiment and you have no idea whether it’s successful until, like, decades later.”
“forgiveness is so fucking freeing.”
“i should have been more offended. but i only have one emotion, and it’s hunger.”
“me? i was obsessed with serial killers.”
“me? i was obsessed with serial killers. more specifically, i was obsessed with the idea of female serial killers.”
“you deserve good. i’m sorry i ever let you believe otherwise.”
“emotions are live wires, and mine are doa.”
“i’d call you a douche bag, but that would imply you could actually get near a vagina.”
“i thought about getting a cat today. that’s a solid step into the commitment zone.”
“maybe it’s because we can be quiet together, and it’s never weird.”
“i rarely examine myself, never mind share with anyone else.”
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“Seriously?”
Molly hung up the phone, and wandered out of the inn’s back door to the garden—just to shove her hands in her pockets and stare up at Connor on the roof.
“Remember that time you said you didn’t need me to hold the ladder for you? Remember? It was like 20 minutes ago. You were there, I was here. Funny old world, huh?”
She made no immediate move to pick the ladder up from where it had fallen, content to be a little shit for a moment. “How’s the view?”
Connor had taken to lying down on his stomach and resting his chin in his hand, his other fingers tapping against the edge of the rooftop. “Yes, good fer’ you. Such a wise and great oracle of foresight. And fer yer information, the view’s only gotten better now that you’re back out here.”
He smirked. “Maybe I pushed the ladder over just so ye had a chance t’help me back down.”
Don’t you know I’m no good for you? I’ve learned to lose you, can’t afford to.
Crown the Beast
A needy Connor is presented with a sleepy girlfriend in the form of laying sprawled atop him. Good luck moving her.
Connor deflated quickly, the air escaping him in a long groan. He was comfortable, though, his grin buried in his pillow.
“Yer like a weighted blanket. Can ye, like, stay on me forever?”