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guess who did NOT finish their Christmas shopping today 🙃

my dad is so hard to buy gifts for i've been struggling all month and i plan to finish my christmas shopping tomorrow and i still don't know wtf to get him

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my dad is so hard to buy gifts for i've been struggling all month and i plan to finish my christmas shopping tomorrow and i still don't know wtf to get him

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reassurance kink bc my brain makes me feel unlovable

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me remembering sarah said ness.ians song would be stay together for the kids by blink 182 and to not read too much into it. but like how else are you supposed to take that LMAO

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i may be depressed but at least i’m still hot 😭

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❛ you’re tinker bell, sound and fine as a bell. shiny and jaunty as a new pot. brave enough for anything, the most courageous fairy to come in a long year. ❜

neverland's fairy ✦ based on various j.m. barrie novels, disney fairies novels, fae lore, & headcanons. loved by bri since 2011.

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reblog this to let all your mutuals know you're a-okay with them sending you memes, tagging you in random starters, replying to your open starters, hopping into your ims to plot, and just poking you and offering interactions at any time!!

If you see a mutual reblog this, consider it an open invitation to poke them! No need to worry about annoying them!! 💖

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in case you're interested...

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how is your soul perceived

the strong-willed...

your soul has touched darkness and so you learned to wrap yourself within it. you felt fear and decided you would never let it control you again. you're not always all sharp edges and cool stares, but you refuse to be prey again. you turned your teeth into fangs so you would be the one to bite. you learned to growl louder than all the predators who stole your innocence. it may seem like you don't care, sometimes you try to pretend you don't, but i see the way you sharpen your knives when the ones you care about are hurting.

tagged by: @siphonedshadow tagging: @stareternyl @firehcart @cthoniian @littlequeens @toldmyth & anyone else!!

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Archeron sisters by matty_snizhniy_art [instagram

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the devil couldn’t reach me so he made me feel like i dont belong anywhere.

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a family was walking their dog and they were pointing out the christmas decorations on my yard when my beast of a dog had to ruin the moment by viciously barking at their dog😭

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🍎 ｡:*• ─ IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME !     ›    ( a symbol meme for muses who want to do something special and fun together this christmas / holiday season. )

send a symbol for our muses to:

🌲  ─  visit a tree farm to pick the perfect christmas tree 🎄  ─  decorate a christmas tree together 💋  ─  be caught standing under the mistletoe 🍽  ─  prepare the christmas dinner together 🍪  ─  bake & decorate christmas/holiday-themed sugar cookies ☕️   ─  drink something warm and/or festive ( either at home, at a coffeeshop, christmas market, etc… ) 🏠  ─  decorate a gingerbread house together 🎬  ─  watch a christmas movie 🎭  ─  see a christmas musical/play at the theater 🔥  ─  have an indoor picnic by the fireplace and/or christmas tree 🌟  ─  drive around the city to see the christmas lights ✉️  ─  send each other a christmas card 🎅🏻  ─  be each other’s secret santa 🎁  ─  exchange & open chistmas presents 🛍   ─  go christmas shopping together 👕   ─  go out wearing matching christmas sweaters  🎉   ─  attend a holiday party together 📷   ─  have a holiday photoshoot 🎶   ─  go christmas caroling  💃   ─  dance around the living room to christmas songs 💖   ─  volunteer together at a local charity  ✈️   ─  go on a christmas getaway ✏️   ─  create their own christmas/holiday tradition 😈  ─  decide who has been the naughtiest and the nicest and give each other rewards & consequences accordingly  ( can be funny/platonic or sexy/nsfɯ, depending on muses’ relationship ) 🃏   ─  wildcard !  choose your own activity !

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“no one gets to treat you like that, you hear me? no one.” // gwyn

after what occurred with bryce and her world, the tension between nesta and most of the inner circle was palpable. especially with rhysand. that wasn’t anything she dealt with before, but what truly bothered her was the wedge that was between her and cassian now. it was a tangled web of feelings she had to sort through; she was hurt, angry, and upset. this weird unyielding loyalty that cassian had toward rhysand was going to be their downfall, she could feel it. however, nesta still wasn’t in the right headspace to have a conversation with cassian about it. she knew it had to happen sooner or later because she could not live like this forever.

at least when it came to relationship issues both she and cassian were able to push it aside for training since there was no need to make everyone else around them suffer through that. they did keep their distance as much as possible and nesta had been grateful to have azriel be the one instructing her, emerie, and gwyn lately. rhysand, apparently, had no problem making his anger towards nesta known when he showed up once training ended. it was almost like he wanted to embarrass her in front of her friends, but how unfortunate for him that she didn’t embarrass easily.

him, cassian, and emerie went off to illyria, leaving gwyn and nesta to have the roof to themselves. she had no doubt emerie would give cassian an earful about how he lets rhysand speak to her the way he does. it seemed gwyn took notice of the way she’s treated as well. “hmm?” she turns to look at gwyn. “do you mean rhysand? apparently you can treat people however you want when you’re a high lord.” she rolled her eyes. “don’t worry about it, that was actually a tame version of how he is with me most days. he’s a grumpy old male.”

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i think emerie's and gwyn's deaths would destroy nesta more than anything else tbh and the possibility of either of them dying while in battle terrifies her and something she would think about each time they go into battle. her father's death as well as everything she witness during the war with hybern traumatized her big time

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her heart clenches at emerie’s words and she gives her hand a tight squeeze. nesta would never stop being grateful for emerie and gwyn, for finding a friendship like the one the three of them have. a thought she often had these days prodded at her, tempting her to voice it to emerie. “despite being forced out of my apartment and having to live with the most irritating male at the time, it did help me to be in a different space. have you ever considered leaving illyria and moving to velaris? i know cassian says things are better than they have been in the past and that change is slow, but from what i’ve seen every time i go there it’s still shitty. how they treat you and the other females is shitty.”

it always made her furious to think about illyria and more so when she would stay there for days or weeks at a time with cassian while he was working there. the illyrians treat cassian, emerie, and any women like complete shit and they’re supposed to just accept it. rhysand could do so much more to implement his so-called laws there and he doesn’t. “you could probably open up a shop here if you desire it. i planned on inviting gwyn to live in the house of wind with me if or when she ever wanted to leave the library. you could live here too if you want.” a teasing grin bloomed on her face, “the only downside is you’re going to have to deal with cassian too.”

emerie considers giving a witty reply ------ something to defuse the sentimental air. but it's so rare with nesta. she can't bring herself to spoil it. so , instead , she dares to reach over &* scoop up nesta's hand to link their fingers. perhaps a soft gesture even for her ; she's not one to initiate touch , given her background , but nesta &* gwyn are different. SAFE. ❛   i think we all have been through too much. that . . . each of us accepted some form of being alone ---- i know i was just going to satisfy my need for relationships by holing up in my store &* accepting that i'd never fit in there. gwyn accepted silence in the cloister ----- despite being the most talkative girl i've ever met. &* you tried to wither away in that shitty apartment ----- ❜ she tsks gently &* squeezes her hand. ❛ we needed you as much as you needed us.   ❜

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one moment nesta was at home then the next she was thrown through some portal the harp had opened. a few months ago, after the bloodrite, she had discovered she could manifest the dread trove directly to her no matter where she was. it didn’t matter if they were warded by blood locks or locked up in a vault somewhere, she was always able to make them appear. as well as having the ability to return them to their confidential hiding places. the harp, by far, was the most interesting to nesta. yet, the most annoying with its lilting voice constantly begging and teasing her to play with her. there were times she even heard the damned thing call out to her in her dreams. the harp also had a bad habit of manifesting itself to nesta without her even requesting it, as if it wanted her attention. she couldn’t lie, the harp’s ravings about its ability to open portals intrigued her, so she had played the strings, thinking it would take her to another court.

going through a portal was more disorienting than winnowing and triggered her nausea. the room seemed to spin, making it harder for her to make out where the harp had taken her. everything seemed unfamiliar from prythian, even the smells around her seemed off. but she assumed it was because she was no longer in the night court. she remained on the ground as she tried to get her bearings when a female approached her and offered her her hand. nesta blinked slowly in an attempt to focus. grasping the other’s hand she took her help in standing, despite swaying some she remained upright. “thank you. i don’t know, i think so. i’m just dizzy.” her eyes wandered around the room in confusion, not recognizing anything. she met the female’s whiskey colored eyes, “what court is this?”

there's  a  bright  flash,  and  then  suddenly  bryce's  ass  hits  the  concrete.    what  the  fuck  was  that?  the  red  head  groans,  blinking  the  stars  out  of  her  vision.     ❛ shit, ❜    she  mumbles,  noticing  the  ice  coffee  spilled  all  across  her  dress.  thank  god  she  kept  spare  clothes  at  the  office  or  jesiba  might  have  fired  her  for  showing  up  like  this.  or  worse,  turned  her  into  one  of  the  creepy  artifacts  locked  away  in  the  gallery.  she  finally  notices  @deathsconsort  sprawled  on  the  ground  beside  her,  a  confused  look  on  her  features.  it's  an  effort  for  bryce  not  to  roll  her  eyes.  of  course.  the  full  fae  in  crescent  city  acted  like  they  were  urd's  gift  to  the  world.  bryce  wouldn't  be  surprised  if  the  female  walked  around  with  her  eyes  closed  in  assumption  that  everyone  would  just  move  out  of  her  way.  it  was  a  wonder  she'd  seemingly  appeared  out  of  nowhere  and  run  right  into  bryce.  regardless,  bryce  wouldn't  let  this  get  to  her  and  swallowed  her  pride,  holding  out  a  hand  to  help  up  the  female  as  she  got  to  her  feet.     ❛ you  okay? ❜