#deathbysauron

[spywitharedledger]

"So, let me get this right, you want me to be a stand in to make the person you like jealous?" //Hello *shy wave*

Natasha nodded, “Yes that’s the plan.”

[ask-john-the-army-doctor]

+ 2 came to see the army doctor

deathbysauron

wigginstheprotege

"Can I help you...?"

[greengownsandgoldstuff-archive]

✘

6/5

JESUS

[incissamarchive-blog]

Child Verse) "Do you want to build a snowman?" //Hii ^u^

"What's a snow man?"

[iwillxskinyou]

starsxalign + deathbysauron + the-fake-robin + the-alpha-derek-hale

      Whatever it is; make it quick.

[greengownsandgoldstuff-archive]

Victorian Era!AU || deathbysauron

Being born into a wealthy family, there was a reputation to keep: do charity work, be modest, follow the rules, and shine in the art of conversation. She had done all of these things, and she was bound to do more of them in the future. But, when she got married, everything would change. Adara would have to dedicate her life to home and family, throw dinner parties once every month, spend time with children, and still make time for her friends. At least she was still young, and nothing horrible had happened to her. 

Currently, the young woman was rushing to get back home. After a long night of dining with acquaintances, she wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and sleep. Unfortunately, she had missed the carriage, so she was forced to find another way to get to the destination: walking.  How she hated going down this path. So unclean, uncivilized... not made for someone of her class. Still, it was the fastest way to get home, and she did need the exercise. Walking quickly, Adara did her best to lift her skirt, so no mud would soil it. She could feel the eyes of the poor, dirty people on her. They didn't live in the workshops; they were much too poor for that. Poor, meaning no money, no proper home... nothing. 

The poor would reach out to touch her bustle, before pulling back, as if the fabric burned their hands. Foolish, one would think. More foolish than walking down this alley. Whispering cut through the air, making Adara stop, and turn around. Spying a young woman, she crossed her arms. "Are you speaking to me?"

[iwasmadeforlies]

"♥" // *waves shyly* Hi :)

Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me “♥” for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.

He hadn’t wanted to meet his soulmate. Not yet anyways. But there she stood, pretty as could be. Chest pulsating from the glowing of her heart. Just like his. But…now what?

[ironfuckingmaidenbitch]

"Don’t touch me." //Hi *waves*

"I beg your pardon?"