Meme me

The Guardian - Muse A is a prince/princess and heir to the throne and Muse B is the commander of their guards. Muse A needs to leave for a long trip and Muse B needs to keep them safe during the journey. The problem is, they discover a plot against Muse A’s life. Will they manage to keep them safe? 

The Siege - The country is at war and the capitol is under siege. Muse A is the last living royal descent, Muse B is their faithful soldier. Muse B needs to get Muse A out of the city and back to their regrouping troops so they can take the country back. 

The Marriage - Muse A and B are both of royal blood and are forced to marry for the good of both of their worlds as it’s a part of peace declaration between the nations. They see each other for the first day on their wedding day. 

The Lover - Muse A is of royal blood, unhappily married with muse C. Muse B is a young and dashing knight/noble lady who serves in the court. Muse A takes liking in them, finding long forgotten happiness by their side. How far will they let the things go?

The Toy - Muse A is of royal blood, muse B is a low born. Muse A takes Muse B to court as an entertainment. 

The Power - Muse A and B are young ambitious married couple who plots to get them power. Will they succeed? How much will they sacrifice in the game of thrones? 

Pick me. Choose me. Love me. 

Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don't.

If I murdered someone, she's/he’s the person I'd call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor.

Here it is. Your choice, it’s simple her or me.

Not everybody has to be happy all the time. That’s not mental health. That’s crap.

I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.

It’s a beautiful day to save lives. Let’s have some fun.

Oh screw beautiful! I’m brilliant! If you want to appease me, compliment my brain.

Just because people do horrible things, it doesn’t always mean they’re horrible people.

The problem is, fairytales don’t come true. It’s the nightmares that always seem to become the reality.

Don’t chase me anymore, unless you’re ready to catch me.

Somebody sedate me!

I can't think about anything or anybody and I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't eat. And I love you. I just, I love you all the time, every minute of every day.

Who here feels like they have no idea what they're doing?

You know, you think you're charming, in that talented, neurotic, overly moussed hair sort of way. Good for you.

And you must be the woman who's been screwing my husband.

There is a land called Passive Agressiva, and you are their queen/king.  

He/She didn't say I love you to me, he/she said it to sleeping me! Reciprocity is not required.

You are not my knight in shining whatever.

Send “NO! reversed” for my muse to find your dying muse