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{ I’m sorry for not being on lately! I just haven’t had any motivation for my Great Comet muses. I should be more active on my Merlin blog, which is @servantpast​ because Merlin is my current hyperfixation, but I’ll try to be on my Great Comet blogs more too. }

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[ @glitteringpearls​ said:  🃏  - Send 🃏 And I’ll Generate An AU From The List Below! - Number 37: Tattoo Artist AU ]

FEDYA was at the little tattoo parlor where he worked. He was scribbling down some designs that had popped into his head, not really paying attention to what he was doing. The shop wasn’t a very big or well-known one, so he didn’t have anyone booked that day. That being said, walk-ins were always welcome. He didn’t notice someone enter the shop until they were standing right in front of him. His head jerked up and he quickly moved the drawing he was doodling on. “Oh, hello and welcome.” He shot a charming smile at the woman. “How might I help you today?” 

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{ I made an Anatole Kuragin blog @swordspurred​! Give it a follow! }

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Send 🃏 And I’ll Generate An AU From The List Below!

Send  🎰 for a combination of two or three of them!

Android AU

War/Military AU

Apocalypse AU

College AU

Fairytale AU

Afterlife AU

Genderbent AU

Steampunk AU

Doctor AU

Actor AU

Criminal AU

Reincarnation AU

Pirate AU

Royalty AU

Wild West AU

Mafia AU

Mythology AU

Sorcery/Wizard AU

Supernatural AU (as in creatures, monster hunters, demon hunters; not the show)

Angels/Demons AU

Childhood AU

Single Parent AU

Arranged Marriage AU

Prison AU

Superhero AU

Supervillain AU

Vampire AU

Werewolf AU

Spy AU

Time Travel AU

Space Travel AU

Professor/Teacher AU

Treasure Hunter AU

Artist AU

Baker AU

Florist AU

Tattoo Artist AU

Stripper AU

Prostitute AU

Lawyer AU

Guardian Angel AU

Runaway AU

Secretly Dating AU

Soulmate AU

Roommates AU

Imaginary Friend AU

Biker AU

Shapeshifter AU

Musician AU

Greaser AU

[feel free to add other AUs to the list!]

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“You have no fucking idea.”

“Shut your fucking mouth.”

“Get the fuck out.”

“Are you out of your fucking mind?”

“What the fuck?”

“How the fuck?”

“What the fucking hell?”

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Why the fuck are you still here?” 

“How the fuck did you do that?” 

“You’re fucking unbelievable.”

“I think we should fuck.”

“You really wanna fuck with me?”

“Watch what you’re fucking doing.”

“Did you just say ‘fuck you’?” 

“What the fuck are you watching?” 

“Where the fuck are we?” 

“How the fuck do we end this?” 

“Where the fuck do you turn it on?” 

“Have you seen this fucking thing?”

“Jesus fucking Christ.”

“Why the fuck did you do that?”

“What a fucking surprise.”

“You fucking well know what you did.”

“Leave me the fuck alone.” 

“Quit fucking bragging.”

“Are you here to fucking brag?”

“I said fucking LEAVE.” 

“I heard they fucked your best friend.”

“You know how this fucking movie ends?”

“You know where the fuck i’ll be.”

“Don’t fucking come back until you’re sober.”

“Don’t talk to your fucking mom like that.”

“You’re lucky they’re fucking dead.” 

“They fucking hated you.”

“They fucking loved you.”

“We all fucking burn in the end.”

“Time to atone for your fucking sins.”

“When was the last time you left the fucking house?”

“What did you fucking take?” 

“Wake up, please. Please fucking wake up.”

“They’re fucking dead.”

“Who the fuck did you ask out?” 

“You have no idea how much that fucking ruined me.”

“I fucking believed you. I won’t do it again.”

“You’re fucking beautiful.”

“You fucking well know why that happened.”

“Don’t fucking call me again.”

“They say heartbreak really fucks with you.”

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{ Should,,,should I make an Anatole Kuragin blog despite the fact that I have five rp blogs already? }

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Fedya laughed, a grin spreading across his face. “Yes, he is your husband.” He agreed. “But that doesn’t answer my question.” He shot a charming smile at her. “And he views me as a dear friend. I doubt he’ll throw his dear friend onto the streets.” He grinned at her. “But why don’t you want me here? Aren’t I a welcome reprieve from having to spend time with your oaf of a husband?” He took another sip from his glass as he studied Hélène.

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Fedya rose an eyebrow from where he sat on one of Pierre’s fancy sofas. He brought the glass he was drinking from to his lips, taking a long sip as he eyed Hélène from out of the corner of his eyes. He finally turned towards her, throwing an arm over the back of the chair, looking her up and down, as though he was admiring her features. “So it seems I do.” He didn’t try to deny it, didn’t want to. “Wouldn’t you?” 

            if hélène had been allowed to decide the matter of dolokhov’s presence, she would have insisted that the men find lodging at a proper inn instead of their home but it seemed that she would have to simply grin and bear his presence. “He is my husband.” She refutes immediately as if those words alone are enough of a response. “he will tire of your behavior soon enough and you shall have to find refuge elsewhere with some other poor, unsuspecting soul.”

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I am bi and ready to fight

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MUN VS MUSE

Tagged by: @glitteringpearls​

Tagging: @asleepinlove​ and whoever else wants to! 

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𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑭𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑺

{ The ones that are hard to see are Hurt/Comfort and Royalty AU. }

Tagged by: @songbird-not-found​. 

Tagging: @glitteringpearls​, @bramblescratches​, @asleepinlove​, and whoever wants to! 

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{ Sorry that I disappeared for a sec. I was spending two nights with a friend of mine. I’m here now! }

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[ Continued from Here with @asleepinlove​ ]

FEDYA made a small noise of protest in the back of his throat when he was lifted clean off the ground by the much larger man. However, he thought better of complaining and  just went limp in Pierre’s arms. He groaned as he was set down on the couch, shaking his head. “Who are you to tell me what to do?” He slurred messily, shaking his head. “Come here, Petrushka. Come here.” He beckoned him closer, grabbing hold of his sleeve. 

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[ Continued from Here with @glitteringpearls​ ]

FEDYA sighed, shaking his head. It wasn’t like him to beat around the bush so much and he knew it, he just didn’t want to admit the truth of why he was so upset and worked up. “I’m sad because I let them go!” He exclaimed, a look of a mix of anger, sadness, and regret in his eyes. It had been quite awhile since Anatole had left, they hadn’t even said a word of goodbyes to Fedya. After the whole Natasha fiasco, it became apparent that Anatole cared nothing for Fedya and that hurt. It shouldn’t hurt him, but it did. Fedya wasn’t one to have his feelings wounded so easily, but how was he supposed to feel after that? He was angry and annoyed and sad about the whole thing. He was left behind. 

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[ I promise this is my last blog for at least awhile, but I made an Andrei Bolkonsky blog @smiledistant! }

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[ @enastrcs​ said: ❝ I’m mad… at them… at me ❞ (from helene!) ]

FEDYA frowned, watching Hélène closely. He scooted closer to her, looking her over. “Why would you be mad at yourself?” He questioned, brows knitted together. “What do you think that you did wrong?” 

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[ I promise this is my last blog for at least awhile, but I made an Andrei Bolkonsky blog @smiledistant! }

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“ There are very few people out there who are decent.  I once had to beg a friend of mine to keep her mouth shut when I confided in her, “ Helene told him with a very serious tone.  If one of her closest friends would sell her out ,   that increased the risks of anyone revealing who she was which was terrifying.  Had she been more trusting ,   she would have openly told Fedya her identity but with several horrifying experiences of nearly being sold out ,   it only explained why she was frightened when Fedya had found her out.  Helene tutted softly as she poked his forehead ,   shaking her head lightly.  “ Ah-  I trust you can but what about other humanoid creatures?  Can you defend yourself from the other creatures who lurk out there?  Banshees ,   changelings ,   a drekavac!  Well ,   whatever or whoever it is ,  I’ll always have your back.“  She scowled when he patted her head but there was no true fire behind the expression.  She leaned into him  &&  her features softening into a gentle smile,   her arms tightening around his neck a little to bring them closer.  She rubbed circles along his back  &&  looked up at him fondly.  The happier she felt ,   the more flowers began to bloom on the crown upon his head.   An array of carnations in red ,   white  &&  pink.  “ You don’t need abilities to be special.  You’re special in your own way ,   mon chere.  You’re an incredible person  &&  I hope you know that. “

Fedya frowned deeply, not liking the idea of someone betraying Hélène. He would never do such a thing, so the thought of someone else doing so made his blood boil. “Well, that’s just shitty.” He muttered with a shake of his head. “If she would’ve sold you out, she was no friend of yours.” He said firmly. “No real friend would ever even threaten to go spilling a friend’s secrets.” He said, looking into Hélène’s eyes. He rolled his eyes a bit when she began listing off a bunch of dangerous creatures that could possibly harm him. “I can defend myself from them all.” He insisted with a small smile. “But I do appreciate having someone with extraordinary abilities having my back.” He relented. He listened to her compliment him, holding her close to his body. He grinned a bit, enjoying the praise. “Yes, I’m special in the way that it’s certainly a miracle that I haven’t gotten myself killed yet.” He joked with a light laugh. “But in all seriousness, I don’t wish I was anything other than what I am.” He wasn’t certain if that was exactly true, but he wanted it to be true, which is why he said it. He didn’t quite know how to respond to her compliments and insistence that he was an incredible person. He certainly didn’t view himself as being so.  “Well, thank you.” He told her warmly. “I appreciate it a great deal.”