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IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT :     JUST CALL MY NAME     ( I’M YOURS TO TAME. )      A PRIVATE & HIGHLY SELECTIVE FOR WRITING REQUEST MUSES FOR MY FRIENDS & WRITING LINKED ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.    COMPLETELY PLOT BASED.  THEMATICALLY CONNECTED TO @versusnight + @folkpoet​ also my own blog @versuslight  <3

independently curated by mara.   23.  she/they.      always open to making original characters with friends!     just ask!   please do not follow first.  

so technically anyone can send a muse in because i’m lazy so i’ll write whoever i want / whoever people want me to write!  below are just four of my favorite characters,  but i’m open to writing anyone.  

canon characters : 

daenerys targaryen 

ellaria sand 

jace velaryon 

gwen stacy 

bobbi morse 

lois lane

carol ferris

guinevere

lexie grey 

derek shepherd

giselle

usagi 

will turner

edwina sharma

sophie hatter

kagome

sakura 

nate archibald 

jason grace 

barbie inspired:

anneliese

annika

genevieve 

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ORIGINAL MUSES. 

CHAE ROMANO. INSPIRED BY ORGANIZED CRIME. [ FC: HOYEON JUNG. ]    SHE/HER.  

a girl shifted in the heart of an organized crime family after the murder of her family by fire. a brilliant mind, taken & lied to as a child until she’s become the supposed heir. biography available on file. 

AMIR JACE LAURENT. INSPIRED BY ORGANIZED CRIME. [ FC: FABIEN FRANKEL. ]    HE/HIM.  

boygenius,  extremely talented phd student at harvard with a debt to the mafia.  the eldest child,  a heart of gold but forced to work for a crime family that attempted to take over his family’s restaurant.  see here for a full biography.  

NOOR SALEEM. INSPIRED BY GREYS ANATOMY. [ FC: ALIA BHATT. ]    SHE/HER.

under the pediatric surgery fellowship at seattle grace mercy west hospital, the daughter of the infamous dr. abdul saleem, convinced for a famous medical malpractice suit. biography available on file.

CLARA / GENEVIEVE HANGE-KLEIN. INSPIRED BY FANTASY. [ FC: SASHA LUSS ]   SHE/HER.    

the true heir to the throne of klein, hidden as a soldier when the military topples the royal family with the nickname “petra” : but following the fall of the military & chaos, her throne is reinstated during the war, in chaos. biography available on file. 

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When Daemon leaves but the mini Daemon’s are still there:

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I just wanted to give Sakura a different outfit 😩

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moving @versussaint muses here slowly <3

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in another world,  she’d implore him to listen.    the rose colored glasses she once employed at his actions are crushed under the heel of responsibility.   the once alluring mystery of a man as wondrous as him is nothing now,   not when he's drowned them in his pride .   a man who loved the throne more than he loved his wife. a man keeping a trophy, a prophet hidden among his round table in plain sight.    does he know the depth of fate?  that each memory sings a new hymn,  another promise.  [ this is all temporary, this crown you bare is nothing compared to whats set to pass, this blood is nothing compared to what should be shed —    be afraid.   clarissa bites her tongue — silences the words,   burns the prophecies on her tongue.    he wanted a war. he will have one. ]     so when he faces her,   in the middle of the night against the balcony covered in darkness :   it’s too much.  it’s wrong.  it’s a mockery of everything she's ever been taught to believe.

Q: WILL I BE KING? A: YOU WILL DIE LONG BEFORE THE CROWN TOUCHES YOUR FOREHEAD.

❝  you're making a mistake.  ❞      her voice shakes ever so slightly ,  suddenly nervous around him.    [ earlier,  she would have said it was the nerves of being around the man she loved.   the sense of intimacy in their every interaction,   but now it’s budding resentment.  ]     she turns away,  avoiding him.   avoiding his eyes that expect answers or forgiveness, neither of which will come to fruition in front of her,    the same eyes that haunt her dreams       —   but she can’t forgive and she will never forget.      ❝  you've rushed into things, like always.  ❞   moonlight paints her silk features, illuminating a pale glow until she's transfixed into a phantom of a woman, the haunting of a ghost meant to lay lament upon lament on an army of fools. lead by the man she thought she loved. clarissa spares him a single forlorn look, a glance as eyes gloss over.     ❝ you're going to die here & i won't be there to save you.  ❞

selected impromptu spur.  post-war invasion. atlas & clarrisa.  ♡  @versusnight

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AEGON II TARGARYEN & SUNFYRE in HOUSE OF THE DRAGON Season 2, Episode 4, "The Red Dragon and the Gold"