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moving across the courtyard willem did not expect someone’s face to catch his attention. he knew this castle and he knew the people inside of it, it was very unusual to find someone he did not know. he stopped, midwalk and smiled at the woman. “pleasant afternoon, isn’t it?” he commented. “forgive me for being so brash but i do not believe we’ve had the pleasure of being introduced yet.”
@auroratyrells
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I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.
1. what does your muse smell like? Freya smells like chrysanthemum; Aurora smells like lavender, wet dog and fish; Arabella smells like Femme Intense by Dolce & Gabbana.
2. how often does your muse bath/shower? any habits? Freya takes a shower two times a day: when she wakes up and before going to bed; Aurora takes a shower once a day: before going to bed; Arabella takes at least two showers a day.
3. does your muse have any tattoos or piercing? Freya has some bind runes tattooed on her belly (to attract men) and the back of her neck (to keep her safe from envy, question her not me lol); Aurora has a lot of celtic-like tattoos all over her body; Arabella doesn’t have any tattoos but she does have a piercing on her left nipple :D
4. any body movement quirks ( ex.knee shakes )? Freya’s fingers (both hands) start to move one at a time but really fast as if she were pressing something against her hands when she’s about to have a panic attack; Aurora has no movement quirks; Arabella gets some random knee shakes strong enough to make her almost fall (she haven’t consulted any doctors about it besides having it since she was a child, she just rolls with it).
5. what do they sleep in? Freya sleeps on a giant bed full of cats but she also loves to sleep on the grass beneath huge trees; Aurora sleeps on a small mattress on the ground, covered with red and blue fabric and some animal’s fur; Arabella sleeps on a small bed surrounded by small animal plushies. She can’t sleep without Salem (her black cat and only friend).
6. what’s their favourite piece of clothing? Freya: no clothing at all but since she can’t walk naked all the time she goes for dark dresses like this one; Aurora likes anything that allows her to fight, like this; Arabella is a fancy bitch and she goes only for the best, like this. Although she cries every night because she wanted to wear this.
7. what do they do when they wake up? Freya likes to eat fruits and take a bath on the river; Aurora boils some eggs and goes after fishes. She keeps some for lunch; Arabella eats crumbled eggs with bacon & veggies and she likes to drink strawberry juice with a pinch of sugar. She hates things too sweet.
8. how do they sleep? position? Freya just throws herself and let herself be whatever she fell like on her bed, as long as she won’t disturb the cats. She keeps a dagger underneath her pillows; Aurora sleeps with her sword next to her, stretched body; Arabella likes to sleep with a pillow between her legs and she keeps a gun hidden behind the portrait of her mother.
9. what do their hands feel like? Freya’s hands depends on her mood, she’s the goddess of sex and death so things can go from FIRE to ICE COLD in a sec. Her skin is soft and the tips of her fingers are pink; Aurora’s hands are cold, really pale and full of callus; Arabella’s hands are kinda rugged, pale and warm..
10. if you kissed them, what would they usually taste like?
Freya would taste like pomegranate; Aurora would taste like mint; Arabella would taste like cigar and strawberry.
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“Yup, and I ate around five pieces. They were so delicious.”
“What....is wrong with you....”
✉ , ❤ , ✔ , ❝❞ , ♋ , ► txt - "you looked so fucking hot today.", txt - "i want to fuck you.", txt - "you're fucking beautiful.", txt - "lets have fucking shower sex.", txt - "send me fucking pictures.", txt - "n0 of cours im nt fvbking drunk!!", txt - "i want you fucking naked."
send ✉ for a un fucking sent text
[text]: Do you want to meet tomorrow morning for coffee? I understand if you’re busy, just thought I’d ask.
send ❤ for an i fucking love you text
[text]: This is going to sound so ridiculous coming from me, especially considering this is the first time I’ve said this to anyone but my mother- [text]: Anyway, ignore my rambling. I just wanted to tell you I love you.
send ✔ for yes of course you fucking can text
[text]: Yeah, come on over, I was just about to order dinner- so if you like Indian, you’re gonna love me.
send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text
[text]: I know I can be a little stubborn sometimes and have trouble listening to others ideas. I really didn’t mean to shoot you down earlier, and I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you sorry hours ago but my pride wouldn’t let me, which is the dumbest thing I could’ve let happen. I’m no Alexander the Great, even though sometimes I act like it, and I’m sorry you had to endure my idiocy. I’m rambling, I know, but it’s the only way I know how to make sure you’re aware of how sorry I truly am.
send ► for a fucking wrong person text
[text]: Fish don’t go there, John, how many times do I have to tell you that?[text]: OH- uh, sorry, wrong person- obviously.
∞, ♥, ✉, ☛// ♒, ✺, ☉// The King and I, Mama Mia, Wicked
∞ : Do any of your childhood friends still know you?
I’ve moved so often that any friends I may have had have probably mostly forgotten about me and it’s hard for me to keep up and in touch.
♥ : Any crushes growing up?
Once on a librarian- no, she wasn’t old. She was a few years older than I, a high schooler while I was in middle school. She became my friend after she realized how frequently I came to the library and said she thought I was one of the smartest kids she’d ever met. She’d make sure any book I needed never got taken before I could get my hands on it, and we used to talk about our favourite books. Her name was Maggie. Our friendship (and my crush) didn’t last long; she left for college by the next year.
✉ : Did you have a lot of friends?
Answered here!
☛ : Were you heavily punished?
No, my mother never liked to punish me, and I rarely ever got in enough trouble to be punished.
♒: my muse’s reaction to finding your muse bruised and beaten on their doorstep
Henry heard light, inconsistent knocking on his door, pulling him out of his design stupor. The architect got up from his seat to walk over to the door, checking the peephole first. There was someone slumped on his steps, and he opened the door cautiously. “Are you- oh, god,” he said as he realized the young woman was beaten up pretty badly. “Grab onto me.” He knelt to get a hold on her, getting her up and helping her into his place. “What happened? What’s your name? Actually, nevermind, don’t even answer- here.” He set her down on his sofa, ignoring some of the blood from her leg smearing onto the white material as he grabbed a blanket and pulled it around her.
“I’ll grab the first aid kit, do you want me to call the police?” he asked, concerned that whoever did this was still nearby. She shook her head slowly, in a daze it seemed, and Henry quickly ran to grab his kit.
✺: my muse protecting yours from a sleaze at the club
Henry walked back in Aurora’s direction, drinks in hand as he searched for her through the pulsing crowd. He spotted her talking with a guy, although her expression revealed she was clearly eager to get away. Henry approached, stepping close to the guy with a set look on his face. “Thanks but she’s busy,” he told the man strongly, daring him to try anything else. The stranger clearly seemed to reconsider and mumbled something before slinking away.
“Sorry I wasn’t here,” Henry apologized, handing Aurora her drink.
“It’s fine, I’m just glad you came when you did,” she replied, smiling slightly.
☉: my muse’s reaction to finding yours in a public bathroom, drugged and almost unconscious
“Aurora? Are you in there?”
Aurora had been in the bathroom far too long for Henry’s comfort- something was off. He knocked repeatedly to no avail, and his senses warned him this wasn’t right. His adrenaline beginning to pump as worry took over, Henry rammed his shoulder into the door, hoping it would open. Finally the weak lock seemed to bust off as the door popped open and he saw Aurora lying near the sink, her body curled up in an uncomfortable way and her eyes closed.
“Aurora!” he said, trying to wake her. He hurried over, getting down beside her to shake her gently. “Aurora, can you hear me?”
She groaned, her eyes barely opening as she stared past him. “Hmm?” she barely murmured, clearly drugged on something. A few workers had come by at that point, wondering why the door had been busted open.
“Would someone call an ambulance?” Henry asked, looking over at the gawking few. One hurried off to follow his orders as Henry tried to get Aurora up, wondering what on earth could have happened in this few moments between her getting up from their table to head to the restroom and him finding her like this.
THE KING AND I: How was your most recent travel experience?
Italy was better than I could have imagined, with the art and view from the hotel and culture- And I’m a sucker for pasta, so the whole trip was just amazing.
MAMA MIA!: How do you feel about your parents?
My mother is a goddess- I can never repay her for all she’s done for me. My father was a scumbag, presumably.
WICKED: Do you believe that no good deed goes unpunished?
Definitely. My mother is a prime example of a good deed as a walking human that never received the thanks and credit she deserves.
Aurora
The job was a short one, just consulting with InGen, a new interactive exhibit was opening up and they wanted someone to record a fluff piece that only the biggest of enthusiasts would listen to. Since she was considered an expert in her field, (something she didn’t believe despite studying for the last god knows how many years and going on countless digs, countless talks... She wasn’t one to big up her own abilities) the pay as going to be good. So there was that at least. The helicopter ride to the island had been... choppy was the charitable way of putting it. Getting off at the other end, she’d stumbled across the helipad, head held low to avoid the blades starting to slow down as her guide hopped out behind her, yelling something over the noise about ‘please follow me’ and ‘guest suite before we start recording’ and all of it was just so much noise as Aurora moved to the edge of the helipad and looked out over plants and trees she knew for a fact were supposed to be extinct. She hadn’t been to the park yet, nor had she been invited before this, but just being here was a start. Staying stood at the edge she slid a cigarette between her lips and patted down her pockets for matches or a lighter as someone approached her from the right and she raised her eyes towards them, catching their gaze straight away.
“Yes?”
