#killshope

      𝐀  𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞  curls  across  pale  lips  as  a  copper  head  lulls  to  one  side.  He  rests  his  chin  atop  laced  fingers  lazily.  Jade  eye  peering  directly  into  those  of  the  man  across  from  him,  glimmering  with  𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐡  mirth.  He  is  rather  enjoying  this  little  game  of  theirs.      ❝  I  always  starts  that  way  doesn’t  it?  ❞      Ginger  lashes  flutter,  a  soft  smile  concealing  the  forked  tongue  hidden  beneath  an  innocent  𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞.        ❝  With  romance,  adoration,  devotion.  ❞      The  model  sighs  wistfully.      ❝  But  like  all  beautiful  things,  it  rarely  lasts.  ❞      Satin  clad  elbows  slide  against  the  cool  marble  of  the  table  top  as  he  leans  in  𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫,  chin  still  perched  atop  his  hands.      ❝  Tell  me,  Ben  ―may  I  call  you  that?―  Have  you  always  wanted  to  be  a  lawyer?  ❞

ship  study.         jean  &   ben.       @killshope  &  @firefated

@onlyhoped LEFT A NIGHTMARE AFTER THE TONE: 🥝🥝🥝🥝🥝

@thegothfiles - Tyler is one of the first writers I ever followed on tumblr, I know this because I followed him on my first blog, Alice’s blog, and we both happened to have heavy themes pertaining to My Chemical Romance on both of our blogs at the time, and both still do if you know where to look. Stumbling across their blog, aesthetics of my keen interests aside, I was completely mesmerized by their writing, their formatting. It gave me my first taste of what tumblr rp was like. Tyler has a multimuse blog which contains all original characters. Something I loved at first glance, and still adore whenever I check it out is that you can tell Tyler is a goth, and grew up on that shit in one way or another, another thing I can personally relate to. Not just cusa’ the aesthetics, but all of his muse faceclaims are related to the alt. subculture in some sort of way (Gerard Way, Frances Bean Cobain, Peter Steele, etc). While I could say Jessie is my favorite muse from his blog because he’s my oc Rosaliné’s canon husband, like most, my favorite has to be Jack. Take a chance, and dip your toes in. Tyler might not be on here 24/7, but whenever they’re online, it’s a thrill to have them back.

@killshope - I first followed Bastian back in 2019 on my oc blog for Rosaliné back before I first really got into Star Wars the way I am now. We didn’t get a chance to speak as much as I’d like up until recently, but I’m glad we got the chance to. We wrote a bit back when I had Rey on her indie, and I can confidently say that Bastian is the one Kylo blog I will continue to follow for years to come. When it comes to writing Kylo, she never leaves any details out. She’s thought of an explanation for just about everything, which isn’t an easy task when writing someone like Kylo Ren, a man who had fallen from grace. His character is complex, and every detail within her carrd will have you hooked and waiting for more.

@pistollips - OC blogs are just as important as canon, and arguably more interesting with all of the time it takes to create them from scratch! For a long time, I admire V’s blog from a distance, so shy to interact. Never before had I seen so many people be enamored by a female OC, and it makes sense why. Something about Atty as a muse screams Campy, or melodramatic, the most extreme version that one could be, and I adore it! She’s evil, and she knows it. Don’t like it? Whatever. Her graphics are always being updated to something so unique, it’s like the hook of an essay, and then you see the way V is able to spill the words out onto the keyboard, and write Atty’s most authentic self with each and every muse you throw at her, it’s astonishing. She’s always so much fun to write with, and there’s never a dull moment when she’s being posted to the dash. It’s high speed, and you better keep up before you get left in the dust.

@thecrypt​ - I always thought it was funny trying to talk about Alyssa to other people, because people either thought I was referring to myself, or I personally thought trying to say her name sounded funny, since we happen to share the same name. We both write in a small community here on tumblr, which consists of gothic/metal/horror based OCs. Alyssa & I first became mutuals way back when Jackie had her own blog poppin’ off, and the first muses we wrote together were Jackie Burkhart & Kenny Mccormick! They’re a pair that we still write about to this day, and their little ship dynamic may have you scratching your heads at first, but it is simply the best, I promise you. Alyssa writes a mix of canon muses, and those of her own creation. Her blog has a heavy theme of spookiness to it, so if that’s your thing, she is right up your alley and you’re missing out if you aren’t following her already. As far as her bios and writing goes, I’ve genuinely never seen someone put so much goddamn detail into each muse they write, I can’t imagine being so creative and working as hard as she does on everything she creates; I genuinely envy that about her. Do yourself a favor, and at the very minimum, check her blog out, you won’t be disappointed.

@sammyemerson - Have you guys ever heard that meme about underdeveloped canon characters, and it’s Fiona Goode from AHS talking and it says “I took the liberty of sprucing your boy up” and the guy sitting in the background is Kyle but his face is scribbled over with “underdeveloped canon muse” or some shit? That’s Edie’s blog. Yes, I know Sam Emerson isn’t a lowkey muse with underdeveloped details and that there are like... What? three lost boy movies, but I don’t care. In my eyes, Sam is Edie’s creation practically. She owns the boy, and she cares for him so very much. I’d known about Lost Boys before following her, but I’ve since learned so much from her blog alone. My favorite kind of writing blog is when someone is writing a niche muse you don’t see too often like Sam, and the writer just spends hours pouring new details into them, sharing ideas and headcanons. That’s what Edie does, and she welcomes you to her little world with open arms. She allows you to ask questions, and she genuinely wants to write with all who cross her path, and I love that about her! She’s a free spirit, and a true writer. You’ll fall in love with Sam after following her and reading her posts. She should be coming back to tumblr soon, so give her a follow for when she does! You’ll regret it if you don’t.

for most women in felicity's social circle , maintaining their home seems such a daunting chore that it's simply outsourced . the richelieu mansion is expansive , certainly too much work for one woman , but cece does what she can . the master bedroom , bathroom , & the kitchen are always scrubbed spotless by her own hands , but housekeepers tend to the rest . felicity can't remember ever stepping foot in a grocery store ---- they've had staff deliver their orders to them for as long as she can remember ---- but every meal is cooked by her from scratch . she's beginning to prepare dinner for hugo's impending return when the doorbell chimes , echoing through the empty hallways insistently . orion , cece's trusted doberman , begins to bark immediately , racing to the front door to growl & woof his warnings to the unexpected guest . the cartier watch on her wrist reads six in the evening : far too late for any deliveries . wiping her hands on a crisp white kitchen linen , felicity follows after her dog to investigate . peeking through the window at the figure standing on the porch , brows are furrowed somewhat as she tries to make out who it was . with a quick orion , close , the dobie stops his shouting & sits attentively at her feet , allowing her to open the door safely . ' hello ben , what an unexpected surprise . i hate to be the bearer of bad news when you've traveled all the way here , but hugo isn't actually home at the moment . '

anonymously tell rey what is wrong with her.

      𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒  𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐎𝐖  𝐋𝐈𝐓  𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌.The  slow  twist  of  bodies  and  thrum  of  the  music  casting  a  spell  on  regularly  sophisticated  individuals.  What  was  a  nightclub  but  a  hive  where  one’s  vices  buzz  and  thrive  beneath  the  lulling  haze  of  hedonic  indulgence.  Even  in  the  most  𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒  part  of  town.  A  fluttering  laugh  rings  from  the  model’s  lips  as  his  eyes  follow  the  violent  swing  of  the  woman’s  wrist  as  she  strikes  the  fumbling  oaf.    ❝    Etiquette  seems  to  be  a  𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄  quality  within  our  society.  ❞      He  hums  as  the  rim  of  a  martini  glass  brushes  his  lips.      ❝  Of  course  you  haven’t.  ❞      He  refrains  from  rolling  his  eyes,  opting  for  a  𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒  tilt  of  the  head.      ❝  You  don’t  seem  like  the  type  to  follow  fashion.  ❞    

  Inquisitive  eyes  follow  the  curve  of  the  man’s  face,  analyzing  covertly,  under  the  guise  of  naivety.  He  doubted  anyone  would  expect  an  Oxford  𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍  to  frequent  a  place  like  this.  Perhaps  if  his  first  husband  had  not  introduced  him  to  the  runway,  he  would  be  winning  a  Nobel  prize  instead  of  posing  for  Harper’s  Bazar.  𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄  was  a  strange  and  sensational  thing.      ❝  Not  particularly.  They  were  somewhat  intelligent,  perhaps  not  deeply  academically.  ❞      A  wistful  sigh  escapes  parted  lips.      ❝  But–  ❞      He  shifts  to  lean  𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐘  against  the  sofa’s  arm.      ❝  Intelligence  does  not  always  omit  impulse.  And  regardless,  they  were  all  rather  droll.  ❞

“ wow.  well,  i wouldn’t quit my day job,  if i were you. ”    nothing new,  nothing changed,  same old bantha crap.   decidedly unimpressed and also besties with finn first and foremost.   next.