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Send me a symbol for our Muses to meet when the following accident occurs…

♔ - one Muse hits the other while opening a door too fast/forcefully ♕ - one Muse gestures wildly and smacks another passing by ♖ - one Muse shoots the other (non-lethal…probably) ♗ - one Muse trips the other ♘- one Muse drops a bucket of ice water on the other, mistaking them for someone else ♟- one Muse spills something on the other ♙ - one Muse gets thrown into the other during a fight and injures them ♚ - one Muse saves the other from a dangerous situation, only to end up in danger themselves ♛ - one Muse runs into the other with their bike / skateboard / golf cart / etc. ♜ - one Muse attempts to assassinate the other after mistaking them for their target ♝- one Muse accidentally casts a spell on the other

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT ANONS

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*logs on to check what’s up* *sees some fucked up shit* :3..... *logs off* That’s enough tumblr for tonight! I gotta adult tomorrow anyway! :D

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Sentence Starters (Taylor Swift edition)

“You say that you’d take it all back..”

“You should’ve said “No"”

“You can see that I’ve been crying.”

“Baby, you know all the right things to say.”

“Why would you wanna break a perfectly good heart?”

  “Why would you wanna take our love and tear it all apart?”

“I find myself at your door, just like all those times before.”

“This is the last time I’m asking you this.”

“You break my heart in the blink of an eye.”

“I was expecting some dramatic turn-away.”

“I’ve been lovin’ you for quite some time.”

“You took the time to memorize me: My fears, my hopes, and dreams.”

“it’s been a while since I have even heard from you.”

“I could show you incredible things.”

“I can read you like a magazine.”

“I know you heard about me.”

“So hey, let’s be friends.”

“I’m dying to see how this one ends.”

“I can make the bad guys good for a weekend.”

“I can make the good girls bad for a weekend.”

“You can tell me when it’s over.”

“Got a long list of ex-lovers.”

“They’ll tell you I’m insane.”

“So take a look what you’ve done.”

“Did you have to do this? I was thinking that you could be trusted.”

“Still got scars on my back from your knife.”

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          ❝ Well, well, well. ❞

          Thomas has always been a rather big fan of social gatherings; he prefers dinner parties over balls such as this, but he can’t find himself complaining. The house is booming with activity, though Thomas himself finds that he needs to take breaks every now and again to recuperate. He’d found himself in the garden not long after the Lee family had arrived, though he can’t say he’s surprised at the person he finds there. He approaches, an amused grin finding its way to full lips.

          ❝ How did I know I would find you here? ❞

It takes everything she has not to groan in pure annoyance the second she hears his voice. ��Was it really too much to ask to have one of these parties pass without having to play nice with someone so insufferable? Though perhaps the sad part was she really couldn’t think of another person she’d rather be forced to play nice with. “I beg your pardon Mr Jefferson, were you looking for me?  I dare say I’m surprised- certainly I can’t be the only young lady here for you to harass?” A similar amused grin finding it’s way onto her features- she’s all too familiar with how “sociable” Thomas can be when it comes to young women.

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She resented everything about being at one of Jefferson’s parties.  Why couldn’t her father bring literally any one of her sisters who would probably flourish in such a gathering?  Surely Mary, Lucy, or even young Anne would’ve been in the center of everything acting as a true lady of the Lee family should.  Unlike Annabelle who was attempting to hide from unwanted snide remarks, sideways glances, and perhaps above all else Thomas Jefferson himself.  Which was probably how she managed to slip away and end up in the garden, though she couldn’t say she was alone it was certainly more quiet than inside Monticello’s walls, and the cool wind was certainly a relief against her heated skin.  Taking a breath the young woman for a moment found respite.

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Welcome to my blog where mun is never consistent and probably never will be. :)

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RPers, please reblog this if you’re okay with ICONLESS threads!

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(( Okay I feel like I owe an explanation. To keep it short life sucks. I get really excited for something and pour my heart into it, then shit hits the fan.  Work, home, my emotional state you name it. :/ I won’t put everything on here; because to be bluntly honest part of the problem is my sister is being taken to court and I don’t think I am allowed to post about it. I just wanted to explain things because I’m not on hiatus and I’m not ignoring anyone.  I’m just dealing with a lot of crummy shit right now so my activity will be really spotty. v w v

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((Heading to bed for the night.  I have to adult tomorrow so I won’t be able to do anything till I get home.

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my rp partners: flawless writing. every sentence flows perfectly and the characters are multifaceted and brilliantly written

me: man door hand hook car door

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mxnticello:

He was no fool, and he surely was not blind - he could tell she was now trying to get on his good side, though he was unsure of the reasons behind it. He had no real connections with the Lee family, was only sure of the fact that they were both influential groups of people and that he wanted to stay on their good side, but the Lee children had no reason to suck up to Thomas. Either way, he couldn’t say that he was entirely complaining, and a cocky smirk pulled at Thomas’ lips.

— ❝ I did, in fact. Designed and built. I’m surprised a woman like yourself is interested in the architecture of Monticello. ❞

“I can appreciate hard work when I see it.” It was a light jab easily hid with a polite almost sweet tone, and a soft smile. “Some of the detail must have been painstaking.  I have to commend you on your patients, I doubt even my mother would have the discipline to complete anything so complex.” In truth she had no doubt her mother could.  Though many of the designs from her mother’s clan were simplistic she knew there was far more to it than what was on the surface. In a sense much like many things and people, you could never really trust how something looked on the surface, being of beauty or simplicity.

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An eyebrow quirking at the woman, he tilted his head to the side. It was hard to believe that Henry Lee was this woman’s father - actually, scratch that. It was easy to believe so, but he was surprised that he didn’t have her working for him. Normally, in any other circumstances, the bastard child would grow up as a slave rather than as a respectable young lady. He leaned on his cane and cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable at even the thought of this woman being in his home. Henry Lee was quite an unpredictable man, clearly, though he found it rude that he’d not even given Thomas a heads-up.

— ❝ Henry Lee is your father? ❞ He pursed his lips in thought, then continued. ❝ Well, then I would recommend going and conversing with people - standing here alone is quite rude when I have put so much effort into setting this ball up. ❞

The shift had been a surprise, she knew she could unnerve some people but never did she think she could get under Thomas Jefferson’s skin. She couldn’t help the soft smile that crept onto her face. “Secretary Jefferson I don’t take you for a fool, I’m not spoken of fondly and you can clearly see why.” She stated rather bluntly, it wasn’t like many people kept their opinions on her quiet anyway.  So why should she ignore something she was rather proud of. “In all honestly I was admiring your beautiful home. My father had told me you built this entire place yourself, is that correct?” She asked head tilting the side ever so slightly feeling rather confident now she felt like she had the upper hand.

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The night had been going about as well as Thomas had anticipated; his slaves were working away underground to keep a steady stream of finger foods and wine bottles coming, couples were dancing around the ballroom elegantly, and every guest he’d invited had shown up. Well - everybody he’d invited, plus one. A rather out-of-place looking woman was standing against a wall, attempting to stay out of the line of sight - Thomas raised an eyebrow, making his way over to the woman skeptically.

— ❝ Excuse me, ma’am, I don’t mean to sound rude, but may I see your invitation? ❞

She hadn’t been surprised when the question had been asked.  She hadn’t been formally invited herself.  Though as she turned to answer her stomach churned at the sight of purple velvet.  If there was anyone in the world she would want to avoid it was Thomas Jefferson and yet here he was; and if this wasn’t such a grand gathering she would oh so love to punch him in the face. “You must be Secretary Jefferson, pleasure to finally meet you.” Her tone couldn’t have been sweeter though it was difficult to keep the polite facade up. “I apologize for the intrusion sir, but my father, Henry Lee, insisted I attend tonight.” She’d hoped that would suffice and she could slip away though she doubted it.  From what she heard from her father, Jefferson was never one to let something go easily.

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The soft light illuminated the entire ballroom.  Though the atmosphere was filled with a sense of camaraderie and joy one lone figure was attempting to avoid it all together.  She could understand her brother coming tonight, her father even, but why did she need to be dragged here?  Her father had spoken of Thomas Jefferson, perhaps a little too much; and it left a sour taste in the young woman’s mouth to say the least.  Dark brown eyes scanned the room, Monticello was grand she had to admit it; but the dark secrets it held tained that beauty and sickened her to stand within those very walls.

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(( Got some things to do but hopefully when I get back I can do something besides post ooc. Later!

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(( Again this woman is too good to me! Seriously thank you Sam this blog would’ve died already without your help!