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@patriiiarch - i cannot start off this positivity meme without first gushing about my gomez / my muse’s other half / my favorite scottish gem !! i am forever in awe of starry and her perfect interpretation of gomez addams. literally my blessing, i couldn’t have asked for a better rp partner, seriously. since the moment she first followed me, i was ecstatic and we’ve built up such an amazing rapport, gushing about the addams family, diving into hidden secrets with bts information & detail, really getting into the knitty gritty. we instantly clicked and the rest is history. she has such an amazing understanding of her character (of all of her muses, really) which is so refreshing and fun to experience. she doesn’t sugar-coat anything and her writing is impeccable! not only is she one of the sweetest people i’ve ever come to know on here, but she is equally as talented in everything that she does. her gomez in particular is pure perfection, to the point that my morticia would be nothing without them. we all strive to have that one writing partner where they just make our own muses complete and i found that in starry, of whom i am eternally grateful for. her attention to detail, the mindset she’s created for gomez, literally everything has me caught in an everlasting web of awe. 

@gloomfilled - i have known desii for many years, as she was a fan of mine back when i still portrayed Miriam Blaylock from the hunger featuring catherine deneauve and david bowie. she has continued to be both an amazing friend and writing partner and she puts herself in deep with every character she portrays. the fact that she decided to take on wednesday still amazes me, considering her busy schedule. although she maintains a low activity, she remains present and dedicated which is more than i could ever ask for. on top of that, her love and understanding for this fandom exceeds expectation that adds to her own creativity. she is a fantastic human and i am so incredibly happy for her that she’s recently become engaged with the woman she loves! congratulations, my baby bat ♥ i love you so much! thank you for everything. xx 

@daisiied​ - gin has literally been the one and only person who has stated interest in portraying morticia’s sister, ophelia and has delivered on her promise without holding back or giving up (even using my ideal fc for her!). not only did i gain a sister for my muse, but i gained a friend who’s ideas and interpretation of the character literally match my own and we bond so well in that regard that i cannot help but feel so incredibly grateful. ophelia is not an easy character to take on, granted and it’s understandable as to why all others who have wanted to test her out ended up not wanting to continue. believe me, i get it. but gin embraced the challenge, seemingly with ease and we have had an amazing experience in discussing at length the intricate details of this amazing sisterly relationship with ideas and backstories. she is an incredible individual who is fun and high spirited with such an incredible talent of writing and creativity in so many different ways! it’s been wonderful getting to know her and i am just so honored to have met her on here as a writing partner and friend. everyone should also visit her oc at @highwiitch !! 

@iinspectorjefe - steering away from addams muses for a bit, i have to acknowledge one of my best friends: bo. my treasure ; we have known each other for 3-4 years now and have an amazing partner-ship between her Javier Falcón and my Stella Gibson. a relationship i think we both secretly expected but didn’t automatically assume going in. honestly, all of her muses have been incredibly underappreciated which saddens me, because she is outstanding individual with so much creativity and i adore all of her muses with an intensity that i cannot fully describe! she really does deserve to have more attention than she’s given and she has literally been the bestest friend to me throughout the years. she drove 2 hours just to see one of my shows up in north hollywood and i cannot even begin to state how much that still means to me to this day. i encourage everyone to follow her muse(s) and interact because she’s incredible and such a lovely person. i love you so much, my treasure. never forget. ♥

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         With a blanket thrown over her shoulders, Carolyn felt as if her world was falling around her, like she was falling through a hole to some  HELLISH   Wonderland. Blood still drenched her clothing that had been discarded in the corner of her hospital room.

It had taken hours just to get the bleeding to  STOP   and to repair the damage that had been done within her. Nicked veins had been a concern, but it seemed someone had been looking out for her during the  VIOLENT   attack against her.

        It was seeing strangers --  MEN  -- that she struggled in her hospital bed in a need to put distance between anyone that could cause her harm. With no true memory recall of what he looked like, her  FEAR  was that he’d come back once word escaped that his victim had survived and was to be questioned.

With the feel of the nurses holding her down then the  SOFTNESS   of the man’s assuring words, Carolyn halted her attempt to escape her hospital bed. Blinking back  her fearful tears, she nodded to her nurse, silently revealing that she was no longer a risk.

❝ Have you found him? ❞

Her instructions had been to stay put within the confines of the station while other local police forces made their move upon the assumed location of Javier Falcón’s whereabouts. But there was a strong presence in herself that somehow believed they were wrong. Turn around, she thought, they need to turn around. The first video sent to her phone had been the main cause to make her believe that their initial hypothesis had been misdirected and she couldn’t quite get the image of Falcón’s bloodied face as he was being tortured out of her head. That was the point of it of course, to worry her, to make her watch as the man she had come to know and get close to these past few weeks suffer through his inevitable death.  Eyes rose suddenly to glance around the room, her attention sought on the one individual who would be on her side in that drastic moment of a spontaneous hunch. ❝ Baena! ❞ It was then that she forced her way forward, placing the small cellular device back into the confines of her coat pocket and headed towards the front door. ❝ Baena get me a car... NOW! ❞ She didn’t even give pause to see if he would do as she commanded, she knew he would and all too suddenly were the sounds of protest drawn out by a rational determination that was brought with her as she exited the building.  A car screeched to a halt in front of her as she ran several feet out the door with no time to waste in allowing the driver to open the door for her, she got into the passenger side and told the driver where to go. He looked at her momentarily with a perplexed expression, ❝ Go! ❞ and soon his foot slammed on the gas petal forcing them to move in the direction she had indicated. The sound of her phone beeped once more and already a sense of dread washed over Stella in a wave that caused her spine to straighten. Her hand shook as she held the device, thumb pressing the small button that would open the newly arrived video and for a brief second did she pause with hesitation before finally allowing the footage to play. Worry crept over her expression and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of Javier still trapped within the same device - his face and chest covered in blood and she could hear the subtle sound of Pablo’s voice in the background. But his voice was soon replaced with Falcón’s chuckle and even stella couldn’t help but allow her brows to furrow. Glancing up momentarily, she took in her surroundings, wishing that the driver by her side would speed up to get them to the location even faster.  In the meantime she listened, eyes soon focusing solely on the screen in front of her with a single hand near to covering over her mouth as she did so.                        ❝ Detective… you should listen closely to this.                          Javier… any last words for your friends? ❞ Anticipation struck to the very core of her stomach and she could feel her fingers tightening themselves around her phone as she watched, almost unable to bear the thought of watching any further to whatever Pablo had in store for him. They should have known from the beginning, since the first message had been sent to her with the assumption that lead them to believe that their killer had been after her. She felt a fool - the entire time it had been nothing more than a distraction. She had been made a distraction and it was costing Falcón his life. But not if Stella could rescue him in time and once again she deciphers how near they’ve become thus far in approaching the building. But even then, it wasn’t certain as to whether or not Pablo had taken him to that exact place, in a way it seemed absurd but it was a chance Stella was forced to take regardless of Ramirez’s disbelief.  Falcón’s words began and once more does stella’s attention remain fully focused on the screen. She could hear the pain in his voice and see the desperation in his eyes as he looked to the camera and for a moment Stella was certain he could see her through the lens. Her breath hitched once more, a shaky sigh escaping past parting lips and all too suddenly does she feel the caress of a single tear as it falls down her cheek from the corner of her eye. The festivals… I’ll take you to one s-someday, he began to say but then his words shifted and she immediately recognized the Italian phrases as they flowed almost easily from his mouth. She had almost forgotten their conversation when she shared with him the different languages she had known but in regards to the confusion that now held Pablo’s attention, she was more than grateful for the fact that Falcón had remembered.  ❝ Shit.. ❞ the video was cut short and Stella didn’t hesitate now as she reached for the gun in it’s holster on her side and moved to unbuckle herself from the seat. The car was still in motion but Stella could see that they were close enough now that she could simply cut across the street herself and through the alley in order to reach the building much faster on foot and so she opened the passenger door. The sound of her driver as he called out to her went ignored and soon Stella was rolling out of the moving vehicle and into the road. The pain of gravel as it scratched at her elbows was excruciating but she paid it no mind before managing to rise up onto her feet. A quick glance in the right direction and she ran, speeding forward and hoping that the short cut would be enough to stop Pablo in time. She could only hope that Falcón was capable of lasting just a little bit longer, that Pablo wouldn’t take the opportunity in simply killing him right away, at the very least it would buy her the time needed and even more so does she pray that her assumption of their location was accurate. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BO !! My treasure, one of my most cherished friends of whom I love & adore so very much. These past 3-4 years have been some of the most memorable and valued moments of my life; the conversations we’ve shared, both regarding our characters and the lives we live. You have always been there for me, through thick and thin. I know I can always count on your honesty and support which is such a rarity to be found these days in a person. You came to me at such a random time, almost hesitant yet there was a confidence in you that I couldn’t help but admire, especially when it came to the love and passion for a muse so few seemed to appreciate. We’ve shared our happiness and our heartbreaks to one another, you’ve come to know every part of me that I was scared to share with anyone else. I can literally tell you anything. Your friendship means the world to me and I wish I could physically be there for you on this very special day which deserves more affection than what you receive. But know this: you are loved and you are acknowledged and you have affected the people in your life in such a positive way. It pains me that your birthday should just be another day to you, when in reality it should be a time of celebration filled with so much appreciation for who you are as an incredible and amazing individual. You deserve all the happiness in the world and I trust that you shall receive it in abundance as you rightfully deserve. I love you, my treasure, my best friend, my confidant. I love your dedication, the stories we tell, the achievements you help inspire me to create both in life and in our writings together. I am so blessed to have you in my life! You remind me almost every day of how much I mean to you and in turn, I am here to express just how much you mean to me. Thank you, for all that you do, for coming to me that day and expressing a simple interest of interaction which inevitably blossomed into the most amazing friendship I could ever ask for and also, developing one of my favorite ships to have ever come about. We weren’t going to ship them, we said and yet our muses had a mind of their own and I don’t regret it for a single second. They’ve become just as important to me as our friendship and I cherish you beyond belief. I hope today gives you a great birthday, regardless of the stress you might endure, you deserve to be happy. So, Happy Birthday! Forever my most valued piece of treasure. I love you so much<3 please, never change.

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“Excuse me, but this is a library and as such you must be quiet.” Whispered the, apparent, librarian, book in hand and a single finger being pressed to his lips to shush the other. The stranger hadn’t even been talking actually, but he could hear their heavy, dull breathing and each inhale was causing him to slowly become more and more irritated.

            IT WASN’T OFTEN SHE WAS FLATTERED IN STRICTEST SENSE OF THE WORD but she stood with her head tilted slightly in surveyance. Her knowledge & its usefulness was always more archaic than modern. Grounded in books & sculptures, not evidence photos so when he brought her the unmarked manila file she was almost uncharacteristically willing to offer any insight she could. Something that should probably be cleared with her superiors in the Historical Society if it were to lead to anything official, at least in terms of consulting. It wasn’t the first time Phedre had heard of it. Lot of things had been recovered from working with several enforcement agencies but this didn’t exactly have the same feel & she preferred it that way for once.

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