❝    adrian...    that    is    the    corniest    thing    i    have    ever    heard,    and    i    had    to    listen    to    rose's    yo    mama    jokes    for    an    hour    stuck    in    a    car    once.    ❞    she    says,    scrunching    up    her    face    in    distaste    at    what    he'd    said.    sometimes    his    jokes    were    so...    dad-like.    maybe    he    and    sydney's    little    rascal    was    starting    to    worm    his    way    into    adrian's    head,    really    turning    him    into    the    dad    joke    making,    tennis    shoes    with    every    formal    outfit    type    he    had    always    been    meant    to    be.

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@sapphiredhearts asked: “tell me i have nothing to worry about” ( rhysand for feyre )

"You have nothing to worry about." At least she hoped, she was in the heart of enemy territory, and it felt like their bond was growing ever quieter. While Tamlin and Ianthe were certainly eating up all the bullshit she was feeding them, Lucien and even Jurian were not all that convinced. She felt Lucien had seen her that day in the forest when she told him to tell Tamlin to move on, he knew she was different. Jurian on the other hand, that smirk of his whenever she agreed what brutes the Illyrians were told her that he knew the Illyrians personally and he knew she was talking shit.

"I'll be home soon." She assured him, she just had to deal with Ianthe first. Deal with that horrid priestess who saw men as her playthings. Was it wrong of her to think that Ianthe and Tamlin were made for one another? It was shocking to her that the blonde hadn't made any moves on Tamlin yet. No, Ianthe just wanted to be the most important fae in the room. The festivities showed that, her alliance with Hybern showed that. "I miss you." she muttered back through the bond.

@sapphiredhearts. billy.

❝ of course she did, your mother is a woman of traditional christian values ― she had to be, in order to pump out a guy as morally upright as graham. guess that would make you nature's way of keeping balance. ❞ i remarked with snark, the only way i knew how back then, specially around billy ― it was our own form of flirting, in a weird, passive-aggressive way. but hey, better that than nothing, right? at least, so did young, naive, strung-out daisy think.

his voice brought me back in the moment and out of my head's reflections, illicit playfulness evaporating into thin air as i spotted a familiar kind of emotion plastered all over his features: shame. UNWORTHINESS. and so, solemnly, i related to his pain and reacted to his weary statement, ❝ and what do you think? ❞

@sapphiredhearts asked: ❛ you are my weakness and my strength. ❜ ( sam / emily )

her hands are delicate, every touch so gentle when it comes to him. she puts a hand on his face and smiles, "i love you sam." she wanted to only be his strength she wanted to be there for him and to support him. still she knew his hesitance knew that he was afraid after everything that had happened or maybe he just felt guilty she wasn't sure. either way she was here and she was not going anywhere he was going to have her for the rest of his life.

"don't worry about the other stuff just focus on the good, alright? we have each other and we always will." she assures before leaning up to kiss him. "i love you so much."

❝    oh,    hush.    ❞    she    says,    blush    coloring    her    cheeks.    she    wasn't    usually    so    bashful.    tessa    was    a    fairly    straight-forward    woman.    still,    the    compliment    from    her    beloved    was    so    sweet    that    she    couldn't    help    but    blush    at    his    words.    when    someone    so    pure    complimented    you,    you    were    inclined    to    believe    them,    after    all.

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📫 my favorite type of ships

my experience in the roleplaying community

pretty much anything! a lot of my personal ships are childhood friends to lovers, but enemies to lovers and coworkers to lovers also catch my attention

𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 ; there is a plank space in Cassandra’s life where she cannot access it, like a part of her life that is forgotten and she hates that. Hates the fact she can't remember anything about her childhood and about @sapphiredhearts​ — the brother that Cassandra doesn’t have a single memory of.

“ Thanks. ” Cassandra manages to smile but soon it fades ; she really hates this feeling but then, the woman got an idea. “ Tell me about our childhood. ” Cassandra asks, hoping that maybe it would make her remember anything about her life. “ We were close when we were kids ? ”

@sapphiredhearts said sender kisses receiver to tease them. ( daisy / dodge )

DODGE HAS BEEN TENSE ALL NIGHT. HE DOESN’T LIKE PEOPLE VERY MUCH AND THERE ARE A LOT OF them here right now. He doesn’t know why the district decided to throw a party for the Victors. He’s been hiding in the corner all night. He doesn’t know where Daisy is and normally he’d go look for her but he really doesn’t want to deal with the people. He spots her on the other side of the room and watches as she makes her way over to him. The kiss she gives him leaves his head spinning and he stands there for a second before he finally gets his brain working again. “Hey, wait!” He grabs her by the hand and pulls her back towards him. “You can’t just kiss me like that and not have me drag you off somewhere,” he says quietly.

@sapphiredhearts ↪ “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” ( monica to rachel )

she wouldn't even know where to begin. after talking to her mother, it feels like anger is the wrong reaction to what's happening between her parents. objectively speaking, she can't be upset that her mother is trying to build a life of her own, away from her barry. but as her parents' child, being objective is nearly impossible. " oh honey, you have a wedding menu to plan, it's okay. " it doesn't occur to her that maybe she's making it a little hard for her friend to focus on the task at hand, given that she's been sulking by the window for ages, stifling the occasional sob. one would think this would feel easier to digest at this stage in life. she's a grown woman, for crying out loud ! but she's always felt things a little too intensely. & it hurts just as much as it would've if she was still living under her parents' roof. in no time, she feels her face tense up again, voice pitch just a little higher than before when she speaks, forehead resting against her knees. " no, no it's not... "

♦ for Stefan & Elena both or either one it’s up to you!

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

"Admire." Maggie really does look up to Elena, especially now that their mother is gone. Maggie also now and then will style her hair and dress simmarly to Elena for she believes she is cool.

"Redeemable." Maggie knows that Stefan has his ups and downs, especially when it comes to being a vampire and drinking human blood. But she knows that there will always be good in him and is worthy of being a good boyfriend to her sister.

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@sapphiredhearts sent: when god sings with all his creations, will a turtle not be part of the choir? (Miley)

sonny stared at miley for a second. contemplating her answer. almost feeling offended just at the thought. "of course the turtle will would be part of the choir!!! what kind of question-"

❝    serena,    you're    a    legend    around    here.    that    hasn't    changed.    if    anything,    being    away    for    a    year    only    strengthened    the    hold    you    have    on    manhattan.    ❞    nini    says,    looking    up    from    the    menu    she'd    been    carefully    reading    over    as    they    sat    in    the    clocktower    and    waited    for    the    rest    of    their    little    group    to    arrive.    when    the    waiter    passes    by,    she    grabs    his    attention,    and    orders    a    château    petrus    2016    with    a    smile    and    a    wave    of    mommy's    credit    card.    ❝    face    it,    this    is    your    city.    the    rest    of    us    just    exist    here.    steal    the    spotlight    for    a    moment    in    time,    but    you'll    always    hold    the    key    to    the    city.    not   to   mention   more   than   a   few   hearts.   ❞

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⭐️ ( literally anyone for anyone - I am still REELING over the lovely memes you sent my way )

for each “⭐️” i get, i’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

Cassian/Nesta

It took everything in Cassian not to threaten or hurt anyone who ended up in Nesta's bed before the events of Silver Flames. This wasn't because he felt any sort of need to control her, but because he felt these individuals were taking advantage of Nesta being in a dark place. Most of these nights were filled with drinking and he worried there were individuals taking advantage of Nesta during this time.

@mystictragedies, cami.

camila's words spark my interest, curiosity piqued as i take a sip off the champagne glass i was swirling in my hand. i had to admit, for the stable, apple-pie-baking wife of a rockstar, she wasn't half bad: her patience was otherworldly to put up with billy's constant neurosis, and she had a grace to her that made her very alluring, in a calm, soft way. ALLURING IN A COMPLETE OPPOSITE SENSE THAN I'D EVER BE, PRODUCT OF THE LOVING AND SUPPORTIVE UPBRINGING I WAS BURDENED WITHOUT.

i look to meet her gaze, and i listen, reflecting on her argument as she presents it to me: unsurprisingly, i'd never seen the hot mess situation at hand through such a clear lense. as a songwriter, i was no stranger to angst and longing and the powerfulness in the tapping of those emotions, but i would've never equaled those experiences to the love billy and camila shared. to me, that kind of hurt was always beneath the real thing, a consolation prize to the somebody's, the fiery but most unlucky of hearts. and, suddenly, i felt bad the somebody was even discussing this with the other woman to begin with. humor was the asset i resorted to for bail in vulnerable times like these, but camila deserved better than that, so i turned the focus to her instead, ❝ not gonna lie, it's hard for me to imagine billy ever breaking your heart, intentionally, at least ― you're everything he lives and breathes and makes his whole world turn. man, i even had to come in and rewrite a song because of how damn sappy it was, how hopelessly devoted is that? ❞

@sapphiredhearts asked: ❛ it’s one kiss. what harm can come from one kiss ? ❜ ( sam / emily)

Emily stood in front of the front door with Sam. He'd offered to walk her to the door and here they were debating if they should kiss or not or at least Emily was. He said something that made her smile, made her consider kissing him. His words make her laugh he has such a sweet smile. Still she doesn't kiss him on the lips deciding instead to give him a gentle peck on the cheek. "I had a really nice time tonight, Sam. We should go out again some time."

she    sighs,    looking    up    from    her    book    to    look    at    her    fiancé.    he    sounds    so    persistent,    and    it    was    really    very    cute.    ❝    can    you    what?    i'll    probably    say    yes,    unless    it's    going    to    get    one    of    us    killed.    ❞    she    says,    sticking    the    bookmark    between    the    pages    and    then    closing    the    book,    setting    it    down    beside    her    on    the    couch.    ❝    i'd    just    like    a    little    more    context,    babe.    ❞

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