*&. 𝙼𝙾𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙿𝙸𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴𝚂.

𝐢   𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤   𝐢'𝐯𝐞   𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧   𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬   𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒎   𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.

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         ❛   if you are looking for adventure   ,   you will find it in 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙻𝚂   !   ❜

this is an indie multi - muse featuring various characters across various fandoms. very private   ,   selective   &   low activity. d.iscord available for mutuals who’d like to plot or chat ooc. i work in healthcare   ,   so please note that i am very slow to responding. thanks for understanding   &   i hope to write with you soon   !   ♡

                       𝙷𝙾𝙼𝙴      |      𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙶𝙻𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙲𝚂      |      𝙰𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙲 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙶

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i just finished moving   /   tagging things   ,   so if you wanna follow the new blog   ,   it's at the same url   !   @storyreels

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modern midna can be seen always poking fun at link at any give moment, but if anyone else tries to tease him, she's at his defense IMMEDIATELY.

[dysquiet]

please share this post?

i hate asking for this, but thanks to my bank i’m now $600 in the negative, and i’m seriously not sure what to do to get out of it. i have medicine i need to get and can’t afford, i have a car payment i have to make to be able to get to work, i don’t have any money for gas or groceries, and no one i know can help me right now. we’re so close to losing our apartment and thankfully we can’t be kicked out until march 31st i think, but we’re in a really, really bad spot. if you’re able to help at all i’ll be so extremely grateful, and if not then that’s absolutely okay. i’m not expecting anything, i’m just hoping maybe this reaches someone who’s able to help.

my cashapp is $chahhles, and my venmo is charlescleveland. thank you from the bottom of my heart if you can help out. it means more than i know how to say.

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💇‍♀️ martin plays with bones’ hair   ━━   @pragerstrasse​ soft prompts   |   accepting   !

a comfortable silence shared between two people is not so easily attained   ,   &   yet the two men have managed to conquer that struggle after a while   ,   feeling safe in the other’s presence   ,   not having to fear that the other might harm or betray their trust in some way. the last few weeks have definitely been a test to their dynamic in the strangest of ways   ,   not because of any arguments or issues between them   ,   but because of outside forces outside of their control. the doctor knew that danger would follow him the minute he dragged the spy into his apartment   ,   but there was a moment when he thought that maybe he’d be able to evade it completely   ,   that his home   (   their home   )   could be a safe space for martin   ,   a place where he could unwind from the pressures he faces from a career he didn’t even want in the first place. yeah   ,   since when were you a wistful dreamer   ?   the doctor lays on the couch while martin sits just a few centimeters away   ,   eyes shut as he lets his own thoughts wander across his mind   ,   a mix of the usual things that plague him this time of night :   the stress of work   ,   a list of errands he needs to complete before the week is out   ,   the next surgery he has scheduled with a patient   ,   what in the hell is going on between him   &   his friend   &   why did things have to go to shit after being so good for so long   ?   even when relaxed   ,   the doctor’s brow is furrowed   &   his jaw clenched   ,   no doubt something the spy could easily see from where he was sitting. bones pays no mind to martin as he continues on with his thoughts   ,   though he’s quick to   (   finally   )   look his way once he feels fingers gently begin to scratch the top of his scalp   ,   an action he hasn’t had done for him since   ━━   actually   ,   no one has ever done that for him. admittedly   ,   it’s all a bit startling at first   ,   the feeling of rough hands on the top of his head massaging him   ,   but then his body begins to unwind more   &   more as the movements continue   ,   arms crossed over his chest as his eyes shut once again   ,   earlier thoughts gone as he finally begins to look somewhat peaceful   ,   a feeling he hasn’t felt in ages.   ❝   ‘bout time you did something for me for a change   ,   ❞   comes the doctor’s usual scolding tone   ,   though if martin were to look closer   ,   he’d see a small smile appear for the briefest of moments   ,   head tilting toward his hand in an effort to feel more of his touch   ,   comfortable where he was. this was good   ,   this was peace   ...   &   who knows how long it will last   ━━   better enjoy it now while we can.

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🍫 august brings kat some food   ━━   @pragerstrasse​ soft prompts   |   accepting   !

the vibrant rose mallows seem to shake their petals as the shop owner hums a gentle tune   ,   showering the flowers with a gentle stream of water from her can   ,   ensuring they get enough moisture to blossom as beautiful   &   big as they possibly could. every morning   ,   kat comes in early to begin this process with all her most needy plants   &   vegetation   ,   which usually meant she would have to sacrifice eating breakfast just to ensure each flower was well tended to. fortunately for her   ,   she wouldn’t have to deal with the thunderous rumble of her stomach for too long today   ,   the bell at the front door ringing to alert her of someone entering the shop   ,   though she doesn’t turn away from her work. the gentle smell of a breakfast something wafts in the air soon after the stranger’s arrival   ,   her lips curving into a grin as she realizes just who this visitor was   ,   as it is the only person who would ever think to bring her something to eat.   ❝   it’s like you could hear my stomach growling from wherever you came from. ❞   kat teases   ,   turning around to finally meet august face to face.   ❝   you’re doing me   &   the plants a favor. i was starting to think how those cattails were looking pretty appetizing.   ❞   of course   ,   kat would never think to eat or do anything to hurt her plants. never.   ❝   what can i do for you   ,   august  ?   is that food you brought me homemade   ?   did you wake up early just to make me something   ?   ❞   her smile grows a bit wider   ,   excitement bubbling.   ❝   i think i’ll need to return the favor to you soon. maybe not with food   ,   i can’t cook all that well   ,   but something.   ❞

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PETALS BLOOM TO HER MELODY   ━━   KATHLEEN JENKINS.

kathleen was born in san francisco   ,   california on april 7th. her mother died at a young age   ,   leaving her under the care of her father for most of her life. he owned his own florist shop near the downtown area   ,   where they own their own place right above the shop. kat’s father was always busy working   ,   but did his best to be there for his child. lucky for him   ,   kat didn’t need much in terms of entertainment   ,   for she was gifted with tons of imagination   &   would create her own stories   &   mini - productions   ,   performing them for her father   ,   the nanny   &   anyone else who would listen. her love for stories opened her up to the world of theater   &   when her father took her to her first stage play at the age of ten   ,   she knew exactly what she wanted to do for the rest of her life.

her love of creating stayed with her as she grew older   ,   making her own plays   ,   musicals   &   even music when she could. once she was old enough   ,   she would begin working in the florist shop part time   ,   but she could often be seen look off somewhere as she dreams of a life on the stage   &   what that would be like. in her high school years   ,   she begins applying to colleges   ,   though her goal is to get into julliard   ,   where she could go to new york   &   begin making her dreams of theater a reality.

kat would make an audition tape   &   send it in   ,   confident that she would get in without much trouble. she’s been the star of most of the school plays   ,   so her talent must be good enough   ,   right   ?   wrong. julliard does not accept her into their drama program   &   this is the start of many disappointments for kat in her young life.

rather than apply elsewhere   ,   kat decides to go to a community college nearby   &   stay to help with the shop. she loved to plant   &   care for flowers   ,   which she considers her second passion aside from stage acting. a customer could ask her a question   &   she could answer it or direct them to the plant they are looking for   ,   all because of her knowledge   &   her love for her father’s shop. sometimes on slow days   ,   one could find kat singing as she tends to the plats   &   many would argue that it is her singing voice that keeps the plants alive   ,   especially as time goes on   ,   when school drags her away from the shop   &   her father begins to slip more   &   more each day. the plants would always look a little withered until kat would return.

a few months after receiving her associates degree   ,   kat thinks about auditioning for another drama school   ,   but she never gets the chance. while out   &   about   ,   she gets a call that her father was in the hospital. while working   ,   he suffered a heart attack   &   was left alone for quite some time   ,   as it was a slow day. because of the fall he took after suffering the attack   ,   he suffered some head trauma as well   &   would not survive the night. distraught with grief   ,   kat doesn’t want to deal with anything after her father’s funeral   ,   not at all caring about theater or school or anything. the plants at the shop all die   &   the shop is closed up   ,   with kat unsure what she should do to move forward. a mandatory will hearing tells her that her father left her the shop   &   the home above in her name   ,   as it was his wish that she would take care of it even after he was gone. kat   ,   who had originally been planning on leaving for another drama school once she was accepted   ,   decides to keep the shop rather than sell it   ,   fixing it up in her image   &   with new   ,   more favored flowers   &   succulents. she even renames the shop to something more clever   &   a nod to one of her favorite musicals :   somewhere that’s green.

now many years have past   ,   her dreams of being a theater star seem so far away as she tends to the shop   ,   never finishing her college education   ,   but happy for the life she leads. on some nights   ,   she’ll go to the local coffee shop   &   sing in front of a small crowd   &   even now she still day dreams of a life on the stage   ,   though she’s more than certain that she is far too old to follow those dreams now. even still   ,   she continues to let her imagination thrive   ,   as well as continuously eye the flyers she finds for the local community theater   ,   looking for people to join.

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✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

send one of the below symbols for your character  ( the sender )  to perform on mine  ( the receiver )    add  !!  to reverse the roles

💆‍♀️   for  your  character  to  tuck   a   strand   of   my    muse’s   hair    behind    their    ear

🤝   for   your   character   to   brush    their     hand    against    my    muse’s    hand 

🤚   for   your   character    to    guide    mine    by    touching    their     back

🛋   for   your   character   to    curl   up   with    mine  

☕️   for   your   character    to    bring    mine    a    beverage 

🍫   for   your   character   to    bring   mine   some    food

📺   for   your   character    to    watch   a    film  /  tv    show   with    my    muse

🎶   for   your   character    to    play    music    or    sing    to    mine  

🎧    for   your   music    to    listen    to    music    with    mine

💃   for   your   muse    to    offer    to    dance    with    my    muse

📚   for   your    muse    to    read    with     mine

🎨   for   your   muse   to    paint    with    mine

🪴   for   your    muse    to   take    mine    on   a   walk

💫  for    your    muse    to    take    mine    stargazing

🧺   for    your    muse    to    take    mine    on   a    picnic

✍️   for   your   muse    to    draw    mine

👔    for   your   muse    to    help    mine    get    dressed

💇‍♀️    for   your    muse    to    play    with    my    muse’s    hair

🌸    for   your    muse    to    give     mine     flowers

🎁    for    your    muse    to    give    mine    a    gift    (  please    specify !  )

🎀   for    your    muse    to    wrap     mine    in   a    blanket

🛀    for    your    muse    to     wash    my    muse’s    hair 

✨    for    your     muse    to    hold    my    muse’s    hand

🤗    for    your    muse   to    give    my    muse    a   hug

💋    to    kiss    my    muse    (  specify    where !  )

🍰     to    bake    something    with    my    muse

🥦    to    cook    something    with    my    muse

🤐    to    tell    my    muse    a    secret   (  please   specify ! )

🧶   for   your    muse     to    do    something    else   (  please   specify  !  )

[aenslem]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ the piemaker

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ultimate crossover : ned the piemaker   &   jenna hunterson.

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muses to consider adding for testing: ned the piemaker   (   p.ushing daisies   ) kim boggs   (   e.dward scissorhands   ) crowley or aziraphale   (   g.ood omens   ) agent john myers   (   h.ellboy   ) owen sharma   (   h.aunting of bly manor   ) lise dassin   (   a.n american in paris   ) villanelle   (   k.illing eve   ) elphaba or fiyero   (   w.icked   ) maybes   (   much to think about   !   ) greg hirsch   (   s.uccession   ) phyrne fisher   (   miss f.isher murder mysteries   ) OCs kathleen jenkins   (   florist shop owner   /   k.atrina lenk   )

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alex going the whole nine yards for a commercial holiday by printing out every email he & henry sent each other over their one year courtship, organizing them by date & putting them in a scrapbook for reminiscing.

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𝚆𝙴'𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙶𝙶𝙻𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂     —     𝙾𝚁 𝙳𝙸𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶.

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* ´    ♝.   𝙲𝙰𝚂𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂.

[      GEISZLER, NEWTON.      ]:   It appears that you’ve past your limit, Newt. [      GEISZLER, NEWTON.      ]:   The limit was probably passed a long time ago. [      GEISZLER, NEWTON.      ]:   Where are you, exactly?   I’ll give you a ride home. [      GEISZLER, NEWTON.      ]:   The secondary meaning can be arranged, but not with you in this state.

[   dr. darling   ] :   hmmm thfbskd lmit doess not eixst. u knwo like in meanhd gurlz ahdhsf [   dr. darling   ] :   i’m at the barrr still. theyfee cloinfg up   &   it looksd like itngfd gonna rain :( savekt meeeeeee [   dr. darling   ] :   ... omg my brain brokendjsf [   dr. darling   ] :   i donjt neeed to htiogk about sxye timez wiht u rn. cant handler it. [   dr. darling   ] :   ...   but yeah   ,   let’snjs take a randsjdchek on the othser   ‘   ride.   ‘   4 now   ,   pls gettjg me.

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                                                  ❝   come here   ,   i got you.   ❞                                     @pragerstrasse​’s martin   /   𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃.

once careful steps have grown sloppy with each move the doctor makes   ,   his head spinning   &   vision hazy as he can barely make out his surroundings   ,   clinging desperately to whom he can only assume is martin. the couch isn’t that far away from the front door   ,   but it feels like miles away with each heavy step he takes   ,   fingers gripping at martin’s shirt   ,   the trickle of something warm falling down his face   &   onto his scrubs. he’s not too sure what has happened exactly   ,   though he can figure out it wasn’t anything good   ,   especially since martin was the one ushering him to lie down   ,   a stark contrast to their usual routine. it wasn’t supposed to be a busy night   —   he was just coming home from a long shift at the hospital  &   he was going to make himself a drink   &   go to bed   ...   nothing special about it. well   ,   whoever did this to him definitely has other plans   ,   but he’s at least thankful that he made it out of that situation with his life still somewhat intact  ,   glad that martin was around the apartment   &   well enough to help him get back inside. even in his current disoriented state   ,   bones isn’t stupid   —   he knows that whoever did this to him has a connection to martin   &   his work in some way   ,   probably none to happy of his involvement or the fact that he knew more than he should. bones knew from the beginning that helping martin   ,  a spy   ,  a double   ,   triple spy at that   ,   came with lots of consequences that were life threatening   ,   but that wasn’t enough to keep him away   ,   still wanting to help this man out who when he first met was practically bleeding out on his doorstep. if he hadn’t helped martin out that night   ,   he probably would of had that boring night he had anticipated having earlier   ,   but at the same time   ,   he never would have met him   &   that alone seems a hell of a lot worse than suffering the head injury he has now. if he has to risk a few near death experiences just to keep martin in his life   ,   then so be it. courting death isn’t something he’s so fearful of   —   not anymore.   ❝   you think this is bad   ?   you should have seen the other guy.   ❞   bones laughs weakly as he finally reaches the couch   ,   pain radiating from his head   &   side   ,   just now noting how cold his side felt from the way his shirt was drenched with blood. good gravy   ,   what in the hell did they do to me   ?   ❝   when i said you needed to return the favor for me takin’ care of you all those times   ,   this isn’t what i had in mind   ,   rauch.   ❞   bones tries his best to make light of the serious situation   ,   certain that martin was probably beyond freaked out about what was happening for multiple reasons  (   they know who he is. they know martin has a connection   ,   a weakness   ).   his hand manages to find martin’s   &   squeezes it as best he can   ,   noting the slight wheeze his breath has taken from the earlier scuffle.   ❝   my bag   ...   the emergency medical one   ...   it’s in my bedroom at my bedside. bring it over   &   you can bandage me up. you’ve seen me do this a million times for you   ,   you can easily do it for me.   ❞

[awhiteshirt]

i am a doctor.

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                                                                🍹 a drunk text                                                   @nowincolor​   /   𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚂.

[   nurse cabrera   ] :   is bwonefs theds with you   ? [   nurse cabrera   ] :  if yes   ,   twell him i staeerted drinkdging without hgim. he can find sofnreone else to venrtjrtt his complaisndts too tognfidght. [   nurse cabrera   ] :  wsdst are u udsp to   ?   its after hfours   ...   ntothigns wfrng withff sharifnfg a dfrink with someines after wwrok. ;)