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#as always mutuals only.#( * uncrowned. )

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❝ yes, i thought i was catching you up on the earth stuff. you should dress up. we’ve already got the whole wonder twins thing down. ❞

amusement, is always apparent on her face when it comes to frederick trying to learn things that he has no clue of.

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—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

❛ — dress up? ❜

#our fate is to have all the threads.#every.#single.#one.#( * script. )#( * main. )#reincarnxted

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when your roleplay partner responds to a thread with something angsty as hell

#side eyes krislyn.#side eyes sO HARD.#( * it's like a queue. )

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

❛ so what, exactly, is this 'halloween' thing? ❜

#( * script. )#( * main. )#witchyblackcat #beams ily.

reincarnxted

▃▃▃ ▄ ▄ ( ❀ )

❝ okay, what’s the look for? it’s halloween. we can be whomever you want to be. i’m a sexy playboy bunny.❞

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—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

lips part slightly with his confusion, brows furrowing, before, after hesitating once, twice, he inquires,

❛ ------ was i supposed to understand anything in that sentence? ❜

#how many threads have we gOT i'm laugh ing so hard.#( * script. )#( * main. )#reincarnxted

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mollie’s muses:

░ ⊰ ✝ ;; FREDERICK BEAUCHAMP — active, selective.

░ ⊰ ✝ ;; OCTAVIA BLAKE — semi-active, selective.

░ ⊰ ✝ ;; GALE HAWTHORNE — active, selective.

#( * it's like a queue. )#( * misc. )#will prolly be on gale for most of today.

『 cora. 』

░░ ▌「☾」

❝ two words: shut up. ❞

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

❛ — c'mon, it's a fair point. ❜

#i thought u said 'three words' & i was gonna be clever & say 'thaT'S ONE WORD NERD' but.#il Y ALSO FRIEND.#◤ ∞ ;; ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʸ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ˢᶦᶫᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵐᶦᶫᵉ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵍᵒᶫᵈ ﹔#( * script. )#halesfinest

『 elena. 』

’ you just missed him then. i mean, i can call him if you want, or you could just wait until he gets back. ‘ a stiffened stature seemingly takes hold of her as foreign words drip from her tongue in the wake of wandering gaze.

’ i was just about to go practice, you can come ? ‘

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

a sigh worthy of atlas' ragged lungs rushes past his lips with the force of a tidal wave, hues rolling in their sockets as he digs out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans as he makes to check his messages for any sign of his friend's whereabouts, but draws a blank.

❛ ---- crap. ah-- no, no it's fine. ❜

a shake of the head makes it clear that it's very not-fine, before her offer makes itself clear within his irritated mind & he shuffles slightly, somehow [ uncomfortable ] with the idea.

❛ practice? ❜

#( * script. )#deadxringer #◤ ∞ ;; ᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵐᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ'ˢ ˢᵒᶰᵍ ﹔#do u ever just cry bc these nerds are nERDS.

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lxserbaby:

okAY BUT IMAGINE MUSE A BEING TALLER THAN MUSE B AND THEY TAKE SHOWERS TOGETHER AND MUSE B WANTS TO WASH MUSE A'S HAIR, BUT MUSE B CAN’T FUCKING REACH AND MUSE A PICKS UP THE LITTLE SHORTY BY THEIR THIGHS AND MUSE B WRAPS THEIR LEGS AROUND MUSE A'S WAIST, AND WASHES THEIR HAIR AND KISSES THEM UNDER THE RUNNING WATER GETTING THE SHAMPOO ON BOTH OF THE M AND THEY GIGGLE A LOT I'M acTUALLY CRYING AT THE THOUGHT OF THIS.

#did u mean;#◤ ∞ ;; ᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵐᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ'ˢ ˢᵒᶰᵍ ﹔#deadxringer #ahEMS LOUDLY.

deadxringer replied to your post:kissed ! do it mollie hella

I THINK I JUST DIED A LITTLE BYE WHEN DID THIS BECOME OTP STATUS IN LIKE A DAY WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN IM SO ???

i'M SO UPSET TAYLOR THERE IS NO GOING BACK.

#deadxringer #( * uncrowned. )#weeping.

kissed! ( wink wonk )

send 'kissed' & my muse will react to receiving this kind of kiss from yours...

57. collarbone kiss.

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you would never notice the scar if you were not looking. or, he believes so, anyway. he has heard tell of the wonders of werewolf eyesight & the things amber hues can pick up, but he has never seen it for himself. -------- he was one hundred & forty. he'd lost a mandragora. it had been his first failure as captain of the kingsguard. it would be his last.

he clears his throat as he watches her eyes settle upon it -- a faded, ugly thing crossing the bone & finally ending an inch over his shoulder -- & busies himself with returning to work. she does not ask how he got it, & for this small mercy she has allowed him he is grateful. how does one explain the anger of a king, the anger of a grandfather, to allow excuse for the cut of a knife upon his delicate flesh?

but as she moves next, he thinks he would rather the questions. her hands are not gentle against the scar, but he never took her to be a [ gentle ] sort of girl. ( he never took her to be the kind of girl to land a quick, darting kiss upon it, either, but to each their own. )

words cannot be found, mouth floundering for something to say, anything, but drawing up a blank. she walks away. somehow, he is not surprised.

#winkity wonkity.#cora hale matters so much to me i want to weep.#◤ ∞ ;; ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʸ ʷᵒᶫᵛᵉˢ ᶠᵉᵃʳ ˢᶦᶫᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵐᶦᶫᵉ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵍᵒᶫᵈ ﹔#( * ic. )#( * m: kissed. )#halesfinest

everscreams replied to your post:darkinherheart replied to your post “only remade...

dID SOMEBODY SAY GALE HAWTHORNE

HELL YEAH SOMEBODY SAID GALE HAWTHORNE

#everscreams #( * crownless. )#all the self promotion.

kissed!

send 'kissed' & my muse will react to receiving this kind of kiss from yours...

64. forehead kiss.

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

& the tenderness of the action, the comfort of it-- it settles under his skin in a way it has not in four centuries. [ surprise ] bubbles up like acid, but he leans into the kiss all the same. his skin feels dead. his body feels dead. sometimes, he thinks they never took the knife out. sometimes, he thinks he can still feel it. ( sometimes, he thinks they're twisting it. )

there is an odd sort of comfort to be found in her forgiveness, in the knowledge that his death -- his living death -- is not something she enjoyed, it is not something she DELIGHTED in. he must not forget this. he must never forget this.

❛ ---- thank you. ❜

& if his voice is rough as gravel, they will not speak of it. he thinks this is what he loves the most about her.

#laughs.#cries.#( m: kissed. )#( * ic. )#reincarnxted

darkinherheart replied to your post “only remade octavia a couple of days ago & i’ve already fucking...”

[ SCREAMS BECAUSE GALE HAWTHORNE IS MY FAVORITE EVER EVER GOD ]

WEEPS BC GALE HAWTHORNE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT

#darkinherheart #( * uncrowned. )

kissed ! do it mollie hella

send ‘kissed!’ & my muse will react to receiving this kind of kiss from yours…

18. all over kisses.

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

& the sweet touch of her lips on his shoulder is enough to coax a playful laugh from his mouth, neck arching away from her with the movement as he tries & fails to lock eyes with her. the smile invading his face is bright & laughing & somehow [ foreign ] when associated with the idea of the leather jacket-wearing, bass-playing beauchamp boy the girls of mystic falls have been warned away from since he was a mere teenager— but no less real despite these facts.

❛ shut up. ❜

she giggles the words, shaking her head & perhaps shoving him lightly, before trailing her kisses up the hollow of his throat, marking his jaw, nibbling upon his ear lobe until finally, blessedly, she procures a slight grunt from the back of his throat & this time it’s her laughing. he forces a glare upon features seemingly made for such expressions, but it falls flat, false, for her laugh is enough to coax something as ridiculously corny as fireworks from the cockles of his heart.

& then, as though encouraged by his smallest sound of weakness, she allows them to drift lower, digits tugging at pesky items of clothing & glaring when they do not give to her demands, until finally he gives in & helps her, as he will always seem to.

#what is that icon why do i have no icons fiTTING FOR THIS #but i'm s o mad @ u.#cries taylor it's been like 2 minutes how are they already destroying my life.#( * ic. )#( * m: kissed. )#deadxringer #◤ ∞ ;; ᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵐᶦᶰᵍ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ'ˢ ˢᵒᶰᵍ ﹔

kissed!

send 'kissed!' & my muse will react to receiving this type of kiss from yours...

42. temple kiss.

—— & ░░░ ⊰ ✝ ;;

& within his hues is the flicker of surprise, body jerking reflexively with the force of his shock, before he clears his throat awkwardly & shifts away from her, uncomfortable. physical contact comes to him somehow alien, for it has been four hundred years & a comforting touch is forgotten within the halls of asgard's citadel. ( it was not always, he will remind himself, before the thought is shoved away. )

❛ ---- ah-- ❜

#i'm??#idk this is crap??#i was trying to say that even on earth he's not used to it but??#it fell apart idk.#( * ooc. )#( * m: kissed. )#theoriginalbloodcountess

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#( * frederickisms. )#laughs.#cries.

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