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𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 !!! Tell me the muse that you want memes from . If you are a multimuse yourself please tell me who from your muse list you want memes from.

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Do want to use this account a little more.  Might do a meme call (I send you memes) type deal later.

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If I ever don’t answer you back within 24 hours of you sending me a DM or DISCORD message,  send me something else.  It could be an image of a cute puppy, “hello” or something!  I’m very scatterbrained and will be doing ten things at once and sometimes answering people back gets lost but I do want to talk to everyone.  Also,  if we haven’t talked in months and you want to strike up a conversation again?  Send me a message!  If you want to start talking after we haven’t ever talked before?  Send me a message! 

Tumblr IM feature SUCKS and it eats up ims so fast that I could talk to you for twenty minutes and suddenly I will see nothing so I will assume you fell asleep,  had to go do something, something only for you to be sitting on the other end of the computer wanting to chit chat.  I’ve had that so many times.

Not everyone is into discord but that is the way to get responses back from me.  I still do open up messages and forget to respond but again,  sending me another message gets my attention.  I can promise you that you aren’t bothering me at all. 10/10 I want to talk with people and make friends! I won’t mind talking with you!

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" Shut up. " to Nikolette

Did this Nikolette stutter?  The quidbrid stares down from her homework page that has been making her eyes ache for the last hour and a half.  Her younger sister was ANNOYING and beyond complicated but it was all theirs.   The news of a daddy coming into the picture was HORRIBLE and she had been itching to tell someone that didn’t know.  When the green-eyed phoenix showed up things got messy.  When she joked earlier with Beth about their mama having slept with the guy the math had not been done until the moment her mothers are sitting down with the guy and his wife and said he’s your dad.   What the fuck?  Had been her first response and she hadn’t been composed when she stormed out of the room and broke a vase.

                                                      ❝ I’ve got a DADDY !! ❞

How many purses could she get out of her family for this one?  Nikolette was the type of person to be SPOILED to a fault and she isn’t afraid of playing her parents into getting more.  She’s a brat and everyone knows it but at the same time has that soft streak within that makes her behavior seem to sugarcoat the burn.  She’s her mother’s daughter and the personality is very much there.  She has that entitled personality that every single Mikaelson has.  She has known that she is the special child that her mama seems to dot on hand and foot but at the same time she isn’t because Beth does share a better connection with Hope in some ways.  They bond over spells and secrets and a stupid bracelet.  It isn’t the same kind that Nikolette has been forced to wear as a small child by any means and that makes matters worse.                                           ❝ Turns out that DONOR was not the real story. ❞ It was easy to assume that both girls were the product of donation from a wolf  (Or in her case another creature) but nope!  Her mama had been with someone else before she got married to her mom.  If her sister dare goes haha, I was the wanted child after all the quidbrid might burn the school down tonight.  BUT her mama does deserve it so would it really be a bad thing?  Yes,  she is pretty sure that Hope will take away everything that Nikolette holds dear including the card that the other has.

                                           ❝ Sorry,  he was donating but not to the                                           collection of I want to help this happy couple                                                           have a baby fund. ❞     

She is bitterly spitting out those words as green eyes look up at her sister and there is a shove that comes when she passes over a pink highlighter from her box on her desk.  Her life is falling apart so don’t tell her to shut up!  Although Nikolette did snap first when Beth came in to ask to borrow a highlighter.  It wasn’t her fault that her parents were liars at the passes.  It wasn’t Beth’s fault that the perfect little life that Nikolette had in her head was crumbling at the core.  Each of them struggle a great deal with their own things and always needing to be PERFECT because she was a Mikaelson firstborn was top on the list for her.  If this turns into a fight the one that started it would very much be Nikolette.  She did start first with the biting comments from the moment that her sister knocked on the door.  

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j-reau​:

JJ had been on edge since the moment the case came through. Since a file on her desk spelled out the name of a place she had long since left behind. She’d tried to put it aside, tried to say this wasn’t for them,  but the longer she looked at the file, the more she had known that it was exactly the kind of case that needed the BAU. And she owed that camp that much, owed the people and place that had saved her life at least a little bit of saving in return. So she’d accepted the case, swallowed her memories as Penelope briefed the team, and told absolutely none of them that she knew a single thing about Horizon. 

It was a facade she had managed to keep up nearly all day, even when Juliette Waybourne stood there as the owner of the camp, shaking their hands, looking every bit more like a woman than a frightened, broken little girl. JJ hadn’t flinched. She had barely even made eye contact. Somewhere, she had even been sure she could hear a sixteen year old Juliette calling her a bitch or a coward. And maybe sixteen year old Juliette had been right. 

The longer the day went on, the more restless she became, the more JJ could feel Hotch looking at her as though something wasn’t quite right and the more she could feel herself unravelling. 

It’s eleven pm when she finds herself walking to the kitchen, sneaking in to satiate the ache in her chest with something – anything. She finds herself riddled with memories and deja vu, some good and some brutally miserable. But she also finds everything where she left it as she moves through the cafeteria and the kitchen like she’s in a dream and fishes for something to eat. She jumps at the sound of a voice behind her. 

“Jesus, Juliette. Warn a girl.” She even sounds sixteen again. JJ’s quite literally caught with her hand in the cookie jar and she turns around, offers one to the girl – the woman – standing across from her. “It’s JJ usually,” she adds without any of the bitchiness. She’d known they’d have to have this conversation eventually, no matter how hard she’d been working to avoid it. She’s only thankful that Juliette had had the tact to wait. “Not to give either of us too much deja vu but seriously where is the wine in this place?”

Juliette.  She almost wishes for QUEENIE to be thrown in her face like old times because hearing that biting snark would be like a blanket wrapped around cold hands.  Blue eyes glancing down at the treat that is offered and it takes a mental checklist that runs through her head.  Of all the reasons NOT to take it as the anxiety rises and falls in her chest as she works on breathing and doing all the things, her therapist said to do when her mind was fighting a losing battle.  Taking the cookie from the blonde with a mouthed thank you as she shifts her gaze.  Juliette HATES this part right here about food and that is the fear of being judged as if she doesn’t judge herself so harshly already. A small bite at the edge,  testing the taste on her tongue as she works through the motions in her head.  This was the one person in the group that hadn’t OVERLY judged her back in the day.      ❝ The funny thing is I do believe that you used to go by Shel. ❞   Or Shelby but Juliette wasn’t going to completely say the name because she does have some respect and hiding from the past isn’t something everyone has the luxury of doing.    ❝ Guess it is true what they say about running away from the past.  It comes biting you in the ass. ❞     Juliette was HURT that the agent hadn’t even bothered to ever check up on her or something in her life.  Guess the idea of them being friendly didn’t expand to the blonde’s own head when she thought of the other. ❝ It would be in my cabin. ❞   Like she would keep the wine around the teenagers.  It was responsible for her compared to the days that she wanted anything to help her get through the day.  Never struggled with addiction to drugs or alcohol though which was a good thing.   ❝ I wouldn’t keep it around the teenagers for that would be irresponsible. ❞   There is a little laugh that fills her as her features brighten and she returns to look at the other instead of the cookie in hand.      ❝ I’m willing to share if you can spare an hour of your time, AGENT. ❞

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I wrote my answer to the thread for j-reau in nothing flat.  I have to make an icon for it and run it through google docs spell checker and things because I’m tired and there is bound to be some big errors but it is done.  Now time to play in my editor for a template idea until I crash because it is late  (early) and I am just never going to win when it comes to sleep.

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Hayley had to turn off her emotions / humanity to be able to die at the hand of Gretta.  She looked at her daughter lying on the floor,  the strongest man that she knew in Klaus, and the man she thought was her epic love and then back to the one that had their hand around her throat.  Eyes closed tight for a second as the mind adjusted.  The switch was oddly comforting and she went cold.  her whole body felt like an ice cube had been thrown down her shirt.  When she opened her eyes back up it was game over.  Twisted Gretta’s finger until the whole thing was torn clean off with daylight ring falling to the floor and pushing them into the sun was a choice and she allows it willingly because there is no pain. no fear, not a single thing anymore. Dying was easy for her in that moment because she knew deep down there was no way out and while pesky emotions like love weren’t really completely there they were deep down. 

When she comes back to life  (Assuming a Hope is doing a thread where Hayley comes back from the dead)  her switch is back on because dying was a reset but she doesn’t forget the cold hands of death or the fact that she had done it.

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I’m like the water when your ship rolled in that night. Rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife. And if it was an open-shut case, I never would’ve known from that look on your face. Lost in your current like a priceless wine.Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind. Head on the pillow, I could feel you sneakin’ in as if you were a mythical thing. Like you were a trophy or a champion ring and there was one prize I’d cheat to win.                                    A multimuse written by Jennifer, +20. EST.

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I got you figured out, you need to have control. You think that I don’t know you, I know you, I know. Trying to tell you now, I’ve been doing what you want but I won’t be your yes girl, no, not anymore.                    Forbes Multi-muse from TVD and Legacies written by Jennifer, +20, EST

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Adding Jo and Liv for sure to my muse list.  Not that I am likely to use EITHER of them but still

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Caroline has a BIRD tattoo on her left wrist.  It is small and dainty but very much there.  She gets it after season 1.  Her time growing into a vampire really makes her want something to show her FREEDOM and this was the way to do it.   She’s no longer the same girl that she was before the world showed her how strong she really can be.  Another tattoo she gets is a STAR on her left foot that is again small and dainty.  The placement is by the smaller toes.  She didn’t tell her mother and given that she is a vampire with the ability to compel the legal age and needing an adult’s permission is easily swept away under the rug of it doesn’t matter.  

This headcanon is inspired by Candince’s tattoo’s that I just realized that she has and wanted to translate that into Caroline having them.

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𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 !

Starting on the 20th until we are going to go the 29th,  I will not be as active as I will like on any of my blogs    (If I am well then yay! The whole thing was less painful than expected and I can relax back into routine.)     As always,  requests are open on ofcamerasflashing if you need anything    (Check the mine tag to see what I’ve done).  I have discord   (bisexualprincess#8351)     on my phone and naturesloopholed attached to my phone as well but the tumblr blog isn’t something I check constantly.  I also have my twitter    (ofjenniferism)   on my phone as well.  First line of talking to me while I’m laying around or relaxing is discord because I answer discord first before anything else.

THIS IS FOR OFCAMERASFLASHING,  NATURESLOOPHOLED,  AND OFUNTOLDSTORIES.

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𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐄𝐒.      ❝ Does it make you feel good to make me feel small? ❞  

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I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night. Rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife. And if it was an open-shut case, I never would've known from that look on your face. Lost in your current like a priceless wine.Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind. Head on the pillow, I could feel you sneakin' in as if you were a mythical thing. Like you were a trophy or a champion ring and there was one prize I'd cheat to win.   A multimuse featuring muses from fandoms like tvd, criminal minds, twilight, and more written by Jennifer, +20, EST.

RULES   :    on tumblr post because I’m tired of playing with google docs at the moment.

INTEREST TRACKER     :        Please fill this out as full as you can go

MUSES      :           on a tumblr post because messing with google docs is leaving me tired.

MY RPH / PERSONAL     :   Feel free to request,  look at my things,  follow it whatever you want!

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RULE 1.  This is a SELECTIVE & PRIVATE blog.  SLOW ON REPLIES.  This is a blog made to roleplay several characters and be low stress.

RULE 2.  The Mun of this blog is of age and has been for a few years now. I’m 22 years old as of June 21st of 2020.    Find more about the mun here.

RULE 3.  CANON DIVERGENT AND HEADCANON BASED WITH SHOW INFLUENCES.

RULE 4.  I do have topics that give me extreme anxiety on bad days.  Mania,  suicide,  self harm,  sexual assault,  mentions of unwanted touching,  drugs,  and overdose can all bring me into a state of panic that will leave me feeling numb. This isn’t a constant issue for me but it is worth noting.

I personally will tag every HINT of a trigger that can be found on this blog that I know of for the comfort of everyone. I know that blood, gore, mentions of abuse of power are a give in when it comes to TVD / OTHER SHOWS but I would rather make everyone comfortable. If you have a trigger that I’ve missed somewhere, message me! (This is what anon is great for). 

RULE 5. Smutting can happen and after a lot of thought on the topic, I decided to keep this blog as the potential to that topic. It makes me sick sometimes due to things I’m not going to disclose to the public BUT I do realize that when I’m close with someone enough that it could happen.  Hinting to it and fading to the black happen often and will likely be used the most. If it happens,  there will be a tag on the post and it will be on read more.  

RULE 6. I do make my own content sometimes so the icons / gifs / etc on this blog are a mix of my own and others. Don’t take anything from this blog without asking.  If you want help learning how to edit or want me to make something for you just ask me. I do tutorials and make templates on my personal blog.

RULE 7.  I have BIPOLAR DISORDER and have had hallucinations from it. I’m open about this and if you write Lizzie Saltzman and want information or personal experience,  I’m willing to answer questions. While on the topic of my mental health,  I go through periods where I’m overactive or not really active at all.

RULE 8.  I style my threads with small text and some fancy things but that doesn’t mean you have to use all the fancy stops with me. There is ONE thing that I ask of everyone and that is don’t use BIG GIFS in replies. I don’t want to see a huge one that stretches the whole text post.  Most people can agree that using gifs from the gif feature or from gif sets / etc isn’t pleasing to see. It gives me anxiety to see a LARGE GIF in a reply. You can use medium sized gifs or whatever you want.

RULE 9.  I take MAINS and EXCLUSIVES.  THREE / FOUR mains of a character and ONE exclusive.  

RULE 10.  I love MULTIMUSE BLOGS and ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.  I don’t always know how to show my love to every single character and muse but hands down, if you mention one of your beautiful muses it will be met with TELL ME MORE.  If you have a muse idea that you need help flushing out or you are wanting to try a canon character out, I am great at helping there as well.  ALSO, DUPLICATE FRIENDLY!

If you are a multimuse, please tell me the muse you want for a starter call / ask meme or the meme / call will be ignored. I don’t want to write something for you that you don’t like.

RULE 11.  These rules are subject to change at any time so please come back and check this page often. If you feel like I missed a rule or are wanting me to go into more detail on something, my ask box is open. I’m sure that I missed a few things anyway.

I’m pretty laid back and will go with your flow even though these rules might not give you that impression. If you need a friend to talk with about things, I’m here for you. RULE 12.  All information about a character can be found here in the google docs!  Any stats or important information will be linked in their own section as time goes on. Mains and exclusives are also by character !  I do take muse suggestions as well so if you have another you are wanting to write with and think I might be able to swing? Drop it into my ims or ask box!

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𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

New google docs set up for ofuntoldstories

Put all of my headcanons and canon divergence onto a sideblog for ofuntoldstories.like the one on naturesloopholed

Redo my google docs for Hope on naturesloopholed to make it more mobile friendly because the one set up isn't that.

Maybe delete some drafts from naturesloopholed / maybe some ask memes to start a little fresher for upcoming legacies season  (  Things that are +4 months old things nothing new   ).

The few drafts on ofuntoldstories.  Maybe even do a meme call so I can go dive into your meme tag and send you two or three.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

If you have any requests for tutorials check out my masterlist before requesting over at ofcamerasflashing.

I also do coloring psds, templates, or guides even willing to go searching for personal guides from other people down as well.  Basic rph type things that you often see rphs do are welcomed.

Adding in willing to do color schemes to help with this colored text and things as well. Formatting tutorials on different ways to make text aesthetic are open as well.

Ask box is pretty much always open for things but again I'm slower later because I'm on semi hatius until my mouth heals up but likely will still be on plugging away even after my surgery on the 20th. After the 21st if you want to talk the new episode of Legacies with me please feel free to ask box, im, or discord me! I will gladly use that distraction.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐌𝐄.

My phone is connected to naturesloopholed at all times.

ofjenniferism is my twitter account that you can follow / find me on if you wish.

bisexualprincess#8351 is my discord.  If you add me please let me know who you are when I okay the request.  This is also connected to my phone and I try and respond back in a timely manner but sometimes a few messages slip by.  Just message me back in two hours or something. 

Sorry this list is long and not under read more.  It will be tagged as a long post.  This post is to prove to myself that I have things planned to do and give everyone an idea of how to contact me during the recovery portion of my teeth.  I'm very nervous about the dentist because that is a big fear of mine.  You are all amazing and everyone that reached out to wish my luck with my mouth is amazing!

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Thank you are the words that Caroline is looking for as she stares wide eyed at the father of her children.  The twins are just over a year old and a half old. The the world around them is calm and the supernatural world no longer strangling the both of them.  Times like this it was easy to forget the man that she loved in Stefan Salvatore and pay attention solely to Ric and the kids.  The fire alarm hadn’t gone off which is surprising as the blonde steps into the kitchen.  Please don’t make me eat those.  Her ability to fake it when it comes to food is limited to her children that thankfully aren’t old enough to reach the stove just yet.    

                                   ❝ Thank you for trying to make me breakfast. ❞

Is it mother’s day? Caroline is pretty sure that she would know if that came up on the calendar because the day always makes her nervous as if she wasn’t mommy to two beautiful girls,  as if Ric could yank that title away from her and realistically he could given she was a surrogate but he never does instead pulls his efforts to make her breakfast.     ❝ You might have had the heat up too high.. ❞   Her bunny slippers on,  hair a mess,  and tank top and shorts riding up as she forces steady hands to tug it down.     ❝ I can teach you how to cook if you want? ❞   Before the girls get to talking age and demand mac and cheese because that man might burn the damn water trying to boil it for all she knows.  Amusement and admiration in her eyes as she walks carefully over to his side.

@ofuntoldstories​ said :  “ i smell something burni— are you trying to make breakfast ? ” from caroline forbes.

                                       art of domesticity starters // accepting.

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alaric looks GUILTY. he spins around on his heel, blue eyes wide at the sound of caroline’s voice. he looks as if he’s been caught doing something that he shouldn’t have been, as if he’s going to get in trouble. a glance from caroline’s face to the ATTEMPT at pancakes that is currently in the frying pan. he’s TRYING. the few already on a plate do admittedly look like charcoal, but the others look… well… decent enough.            “ surprise? ”  an awkward smile, followed by what looks like a faint crimson tint rising to his cheeks.  “ i wanted to make it for you for a change, instead of the other way around. i’m not that good at it, though, honestly. ”  it’s the thought that counts, though.