#thebookofmuses

[madamxmayor]

“Nice, Regina. And what good is ignoring me going to do?”

"well, for starters i was hoping you would stop talking. but that appears to be a moot point.” perhaps regina would’ve had more luck, had she ever - just for once in her life - actually been able to ignore emma.   // @thebookofmuses​ || cont. from x

[legends-and-savagesa]

Peter had been tinkering around in the workshop at the compound.  It was pretty much the one place he could lay low after Beck had revealed his identity.  His head turned at the sound of footsteps.  “Hey kid what can I help you with?”  He asked as he saw Morgan in the doorway.

@thebookofmuses​

[believetherealm]

~Closed starter~

@thebookofmuses

The newest member of the court, entrusted to being the escort of the princess for certainengagements but primarily a musician of the courts. The freckled young man was left seated to wait for introductions to be made in one of the sitting rooms, nervous gathering as he tried to focus on making a good impression.

He stood up, almost tripping over his own feet in the process when he heard footsteps coming from the hall and into the room. Jittery from nerves, he hoped he wouldn't make much of a fool of himself.

[rosethcrned]

@thebookofmuses​ plotted.

it should, in hindsight, alarm him that he has become so comfortable around her in such a short time. the faintest of winds ruffles alexander’s hair and - without stopping his impeccable penmanship - he brushes the strands behind his ear, teeth sinking into his lower lip. eliza is beside him : despite himself, he sneaks a glance up at her, and he cannot quite help the way his gaze drifts down to her lips. she is comparable only to the sun ; shining brightly despite the destruction that lies around them, the war that is fought in the hope of attaining a new beginning. and he lies at the centre of it - washington’s primary aide. 

❛ the general and i leave tomorrow. i’m afraid our time together is drawing to a close. ❜ for now, anyway. he had known this was coming - that their chance meeting would not last, for the revolutionaries never stayed in one place. no, they had to move around wherever the battle took them : it appeared that time had finally come once more, and they would set off at sunrise. with a tiny smile, he catches her hand in his, raising it to his lips. ❛ i’m grateful to have had the pleasure to meet you, miss schuyler. you are truly a woman of the highest esteem. ❜

[unelectedofficial]

      ❛  𝘔𝘠  𝘍𝘈𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙   always  said  that  magic  was  the  sleight  of  hand  of  the  devil  ,  ❜  nessa  says  with  a  disapproving  look  upon  her  face  .  the  situation  reminds  her  all  too  much  of  others  that  she  has  been  through  ,  though  this  magic  does  seem  to  be  more  powerful  than  what  she’s  accustomed  to  .  ❛  it’s  no  more  than  an  exercise  to  distract  the  masses  .  ❜

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[moonlitmagicmelody]

Certain As The Sun

@thebookofmuses 

Mozenrath owed much to the Dark One. Painful as the price of its ownership was, the gauntlet Rumplestilskin had given him had allowed him to defeat Destane and take the Land of the Black Sand for his own. Therefore it would be unseemly (And borderline suicidal) to refuse his request for aid in locating the famed power of the sorcerer Shamash. And he wouldn’t be searching alone. “The Dark One wishes for you to assist me?” He stared suspiciously at the girl in the blue dress holding the map to the Lost City of the Sun, where their quest would begin in earnest. “Why? What use are you?”  

[honorarystripes]

@thebookofmuses​

“Did I interrupt something?”

[thenotsoelegantswan]

elsa

the air was crisp as autumn was soon fading into winter. the sheriff meandered aimlessly through the quiet streets of storybrooke on her second night patrol of the week. her parents had questioned her need for it considering it had been sometime now since the last incident occurred; however the patrols were more so for her own sanity. the sudden calmness that was now her life had emma tired of living out the same routine daily. 

a figure in the distance drew her attention, who the hell would be out at this hour? a part of her was excited that perhaps tonight would end differently. god how boring had her life truly become. as she stalked closer, the figure became clearer. long blond hair.. a blue dress.. surely it couldn’t be?! her walk turned into a run, her heart racing in anticipation. “ Elsa.. “ she spoke through staggered breaths. “ is it really you? “ she asked for confirmation, honestly with the little sleep she had been having lately; she wouldn’t be surprised if she was hallucinating.