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nofolderol replied to your post:redemption. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN RAGTIME IS...

WH AT

THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

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Come back to bed.

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               “ in a moment, phoebe darling, ” monty promised with a glance over his shoulder, the candlelight flickering against his profile, just daring to light the handsome lines of his face, to catch the soft hues of blue in his eyes. leaned over the ornate - albeit small - wooden desk that had been expertly placed along the decorative wall of their bedroom, supplies carefully positioned on its surface to be within the globe that candle created, monty pursued the singular habit he had maintained from his short time in prison.

              it would have be wiser to burn the memoirs. but, compelled by the suppleness of the worn leather exterior, by the crafted handwriting within, monty had been unable to part with the document. since, he had cautiously added small details to the few blank pages that remained: whenever struck by sleeplessness, he would find himself busying an all too quick mind with well-remembered accounts of certain events. eventually, writing itself would lull him to sleep.

              yet, given the choice between his wife and his memoirs, monty needn’t spend much thought. he finished the sentence he’d been carefully forming, dotted the end of it. then, true to his word, the earl extinguished the candle and returned to his wife, naught but the moonlight to guide him across the short distance.

              with rather surprising grace given the relative darkness which filled their chambers, monty ( having removed his slippers when he had reached the side of their bed ) rejoined phoebe in bed. voice soft, as though speaking too robustly might disturb the peacefully settled ambiance, monty asked: “ did i wake you? i do suppose i may have been more heavy-footed than i had intended. ”

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                         ❝Your hair is simply lovely. I daresay your curls                          could rival my own!❞

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&&. I'm on mobile, but the black heart for that meme.

♥ :Your muse crying about something

Phoebe had been inconsolable after that horrible morning a week ago. She’d hardly eaten since the terrible incident. Monty hadn’t many better ideas as to what to do about the situation so it had fallen on Sibella’s shoulder to console her.

“Phoebe, please you should come out and eat. I know this hasn’t been an easy time for you. But perhaps if you came out of your room you might not have to be so alone for it.” 

Though it wasn’t terribly helpful, Sibella hadn’t experienced what it might be like to lose a child. But this was Phoebe’s first child at all and she hadn’t been able to keep it alive.

“The next one, perhaps...?”

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sibs & phoebs for the ship thing

who’s the cuddler:

Phoebe, totally. She loves to cuddle when they’re done even if there isn’t enough time to. Sometimes Sibella even lets her too. More than once, Sibella has had to swap places with a pillow because Phoebe had fallen asleep and she needed to get home.

who makes the bed:

The maids probably. They’ll throw it back together quickly but usually Sibella has to leave before Phoebe wakes up so that leaves her half naked in her bed. 

who wakes up first:

Between the two of them I’m sure Phoebe gets up first. She likes to go out into the garden while the sun is still rising to take her tea.

who has the weird taste in music:

They probably have such polar opposite tastes in music they think each other is the weird one

who is more protective:

I would say that they are equally protective of each other and equally unproductive at the same time for their sanity.

who sings in the shower:

Phoebe likes to trill in the shower, Sibella hums. If anything, they duet if they shower together. Many harmonies were had between them.

who cries during movies:

They both do, Phoebe more outwardly than Sibella, however

who spends the most while out shopping:

Sibella. Oh Sibella....

who kisses more roughly:

It probably depends on who’s taking charge in the situation. I would say that more often it’s Sibella but at times Phoebe too.

who is more dominate:

........I actually have no idea. I assume Sibella but Phoebe likes to surprise them both when Sibs is least expecting it.

my rating of the ship from 1-10:

OVER 9000

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[TEXT]: Why won’t you reply to any of my texts?

{ text: Feebs } Because you’re spamming me while I’m busy...?????{ text: Feebs } I do have a life you know B(

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isn’t this madness who could forsee            how one trick of timing could ruining it all one in the parlor            one in the bedroom nothing between them but me and a wall!

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abalone, apache tears, calcite, quartz, ruby

abalone:what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

Most situations. Any situation where she has to be alone with her thoughts and realize that she’s really really alone makes her very uncomfortable.

apache tears:a sadness headcanon

Sibella doesn’t like to dwell on her sadness really. She often feels sad because she really did screw herself into this misery, but she rarely shows it unless that fact is literally rubbed in her face.

calcite:my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)

She is very extroverted naturally and is very self centered when it comes to her one on one conversations. She’ll chatter on about herself in a social situation without a single care for what the other person says. And when she finally does ask them about themselves, she doesn’t exactly listen.

quartz:how my muse thinks other people see them

Sibella hopes that people look at her and say that she’s a story of social success. She wants to be a social butterfly and hopes people see her as one too.

ruby:a happiness headcanon

Oddly enough, meeting Phoebe and becoming friends with her made her a happier person. She didn’t necessarily get over the fact that Phoebe married the man she pretended she didn’t love but knowing her and having a genuine friend brought her more happiness than one would think.