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       just a little psa!!

over the past week, i’ve been setting up multi-muses, to get rid of some of my other blogs. i just have too many & i can’t handle them anymore. that being said, most of my blogs, including this one will be archived. my muses will be put on to brand new blogs, on one email ( sideblogs ) so everything will just be easier. the url will be given out selectively, when the blog is finished.

#( psa. )

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•3• ( ; guyforxyou )

Send me a •3• and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to your muse as a poem from mine

   I remember          h e a r t s         that beat,   sitting here on this           lonely        dock.  ‘Cause baby now we’ve got  BAD BLOOD   when you’re dreaming with a broken heart.   Once upon a time,              somebody ran.

#( brucas. ) #d o n e ;

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lucas wants the k tbh

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number11: Collarbone Kiss

    She   feels         S A F E       when   she’s   in   his   arms.    He’s never been the one to save her,           but knowing    that he would,   is enough to quell her  n i g h t m a r e s.    Since the shooting, she’s had trouble sleeping.  The two    people who she loves most in the world very nearly lost     their lives in that school.       Peyton was shot && Lucas,    ever the   H E R O   that he was,             stayed with her.     They all lost something in the school that day,     but her     boyfriend lost more than most.              He lost FAMILY.     Maybe   she’s the one that needs to make him feel safe.    She’s just glad he’s letting her in now,    even a little bit.     Crawling into bed next to him,   she curls up against his     half-asleep form,       studying his weary features with a     sad sort of smile.                                 “I love you, Lucas Scott,” she whispers,                                 nuzzling against him slightly,      before                                  pressing a   g e n t l e    kiss against his                                  collarbone,      ”now,  get some sleep.”

#( brucas. ) #sobs ;

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☂ ( ; beginningxfalways ; i needed this one too okay? in /that/ verse ;) )

☂: Open when you’re imagining our future

                                                   Hi Almost-Husband,    It only felt appropriate that I write you a letter that’s been long overdue, for today of all days. This is letter #83. All those years ago, I spent the summer missing the boy I loved and wrote my feelings down, then boxed them up and hid them where no one could see them, not even myself. I tried to forget about them and how I felt, but you screwed that up for me, Mr. I’m The Guy For You, Brooke Davis. Opening my heart to you again was scary, but boy, was it worth it. We’ve had our ups and downs but today I finally get to say I do to the man that I’ve been head over heels for since what feels like a lifetime now.   We’re going to have an incredible life together, Luke. I just know it. When two people feel as strongly as we do about each other, finally come together, magic happens. I just want to be your wife, and the mother of your children, and I want to grow old with you and tell our grandchildren a heavily censored version of the first time we met. I love you, Broody, more than I could ever say in one of these things. Now, get on up on that altar and you’d better cry buckets when you see how good I look.                                                              Love always,                                                            Your Pretty Girl

#( save ; brucas ) #brookesmxrt #v; i think i want to marry you

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✿ ( ; beginningxfalways )

✿:Open when we’re fighting (and it’s my fault)

                                                           Lucas,       Waking up this morning to your side of the bed being empty this morning put everything in perspective for me. I don’t like it when you’re not by my side. I’m sorry I always push you away. Us, though? It scares me. Sometimes I feel like I’m completely and totally engulfed by this thing we’ve created together, like nothing else matters as long as I have you. And while that sounds all good and fine and extremely romantic, it’s scary to think that things I once prioritized about everything else, no longer seem to matter. Sometimes I feel like I’m losing myself in this relationship, so I do dumb things and pick fights and I make you upset when that’s the last thing I’d ever want to do.          Lucas Scott, I’m so in love with you and I’m going to fix this, I promise.                                                      Yours always,                              Brooke, still Davis, but soon to be Scott. 

#( save ; brucas ) #brookesmxrt #v; i think i want to marry you

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[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that. ( ; beginningxfalways )

     Brows quirk the moment she reads     the reply that she’s been waiting on      for nearly an hour, and Haley would      scoff if only he was around to hear it     and fully appreciate her disbelief.

          [ SMS: Lucas ] I don’t think, Lucas. I know.           Something’s happening between the two of           you.

     She also knows that there’s no possible     way for her not to use the pregnancy card.

          [ SMS: Lucas ] It isn’t nice to lie to the girl           whose bladder your nephew is using as a           trampoline. 

#givenchances

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[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me. ( ; beginningxfalways )

     The sound of her phone chiming in the otherwise silent      dressing room startles her, and the young songstress      has to gather her nerves before she can pluck up the      courage to take a look at the message that awaits her.

     When she finally manages it, her heart is warmed by the     words. At least one Scott brother still cares about her;      regardless of whether she’s worthy after fleeing into the      night without so much as a goodbye note left in her wake.

     A response isn’t at all difficult to muster. It’s typed with      ease although she stares at the screen for a beat while the      pros and cons of sending it are weighed between her head      and her heart.

     Finally, when she’s called onto the stage, whims prevail     and the message is sent before she flees the small and      lonely room to find a stage and a crowd.

     [ SMS: Lucas ] If it’s even half as much as what you mean     to me then believe me, Luke. I understand. 

#givenchances

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brucas + wedding planning tbh

#brookesmxrt #( moodboard. ) #lAUGHS BYE ; #v; i think i want to marry you

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        "I AM looking and I see two people          who clearly are meant to be together.          After everything we've been through,          I honestly believe that, Pretty Girl."

     ”Do we though? I mean, really, Lucas,       just LOOK at the two of us. We’re the       farthest thing from matching. We don’t       make sense. We’re just like these        stupid tablecloths, for god’s sake.” 

#brookesmxrt #( convo. ) #v; i think i want to marry you

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      "Calm down, Pretty Girl. Our        wedding isn't a lost cause,         alright? So the colors won't        match. They're not what         needs to match. We are and        we do."

   ”You say that now,     but when the      only  thing  our  guests  will  recall      from that night is the room looking      like a total disaster,     you’ll so eat       those words.”

#brookesmxrt #( convo. ) #v; i think i want to marry you #so bs these two ;

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        "Brooke, I'm sure she didn't mean          it. I mean come on, it's Haley. It's          not like she'd try to sabotage our          wedding. Besides, no matter the           colors, the day will be PERFECT."

   ”Of course she did. That’s because      she’s being a total  Faily of a maid      of honor right now.   She ordered       the  indigo  tablecloths instead of      the   lavender   and it’s too late to      change it now.     They clash with       E V E R Y T H I N G     E L S E .” 

#brookesmxrt #( convo. ) #v; i think i want to marry you #tbh i think lucas is afraid of bridezilla right now ;

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brookesmxrt ;

         "So Haley told me to ask you about           the color scheme. Should I be afraid?"

#he's talking about the wedding and idk what this is hi ; #here's your love in form of shitty starters and words even lucas can't form ; #brookesmxrt #( convo. ) #v; i think i want to marry you

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        to drafts or not to drafts. that is the question.

#( out of words. )

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#laughs at my brucas icon ; #and then looks at this ; #( lucas. ) #( brooke. ) #( haley. ) #( nathan. ) #v; i think i want to marry you #( brucas. )

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MOODBOARD: Brooke Davis & Lucas Scott ( beginningxfchristmas )

#scREAMING ; #( moodboard. )

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☻ ( beginningxfchristmas )

Send me an ☻ for if your muse and my muse had a kid.

And I will answer with this:

Name: Penelope Karen Scott 

Gender: Female 

General Appearance: dark hair, fair coloring, same eyes as her father

Personality: Outgoing and bold. She’s never afraid to say what’s on her mind. 

Special Talents: She writes, just like her dad does. 

Who they like better: Lucas

Who they take after more: Personality-wise, Brooke, but she’s like her father in a lot of ways too. 

Personal Head canon: The person she’s closest with in the world is probably her Aunt Haley. Sometimes she’ll go to Haley when she has girly things to talk about, rather than her own mother, which’ll get Brooke upset, but it’s only because mother & daughter are so similar that they often butt heads. Lucas often has to play mediator between the two and at the end of the day, they do love each other to pieces. 

Face Claim: Zoey Deutch as her teen FC. no ideas for the younger one though oops

#sobs ; #( save ; brucas )

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        "So this is real? You're actually staying?"

                   "My dream, is to be happy with Nathan.  To be his wife.  The mother of his children.  Music…. music was just a bonus.”

#fideetamore #( convo. ) #v; main #tutorgirlhaley