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- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

artist of the year 2k50 🎨💖 

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

hannah montana — true friend

- my muse’s last text to your muse 

( SENT 9:12 pm ) I feel like audrey hepburn rn( SENT 9:14 pm ) I’m falling for someone who doesn’t even know I exisstttt( SENT 9:17 pm ) NO I’m not crying because i’m watching sabrina and guzzling vodka( SENT 9:17 pm ) and yes i brought this on myself but feel sorry for me anyway

#( *:･ﾟ♔* answered . ) #WHAT IS THIS OMG #But yeah I'd figure since he's her bff that she told him about the sitch with her betrothed #princealcx

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have you ever been unfaithful?

“No.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* answered . ) #Mostly because she hasn't had the chance and doesn't want to now but whatever #victcrias

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have you ever used your royal status for personal gain?

“Of course.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* answered . ) #Anonymous

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have you ever had a one night stand?

“No.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* answered . ) #Anonymous

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have you ever been in love?

“Yes.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* answered . ) #She thinks she was but prob not #Anonymous

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Sᴇɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ “Hᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ (...)”s. Tʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ‘ʏᴇs’ ᴏʀ ‘ɴᴏ’.

@grimcldls

#( *:･ﾟ♔* meme . )

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Send “🎧 + a muse” and I’ll pick a song from my playlist that reminds me of them!

#( *:･ﾟ♔* meme . )

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cell phone headcanons

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:                              - what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone                              - what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone                              - my muse’s last text to your muse

#( *:･ﾟ♔* meme . )

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princebratton:

miles wasn’t too keen on admitting the reason for his fight to someone he had just met. everything about the situation was embarrassing — who in their right mind got into a physical altercation with someone they once could have loved because of someone they currently love? apparently miles had become that person over the last couple of days, and he wasn’t proud of it. shrugging nonchalantly, miles looked away. “oh, you know, petty shit,” he said softly, “let’s talk about you, though. how are you? are you liking everything so far?”

Sigrid didn’t pressure the prince for the answer to her question, instead pondering just how to answer his. “I’m doing very well, thank you,” the Finnish princess responded, letting her mind wander and daydream about her experiences since her arrival to London. “I definitely am. I thought that I’d hate this whole experience, but I really don’t. It’s been fun learning about new places and meeting new people because I was pretty isolated at home. It’s still not the same as actually getting to travel on my own like most of the other royals have, but it’s a start.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* miles . )

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hrhkatelijne:

“It is a very good blend,” Katelijne agreed. “This batch is particularly fragrant; you chose well.” She sighed heavily. “Yes, Etienne and I are betrothed. And it certainly does change things. I can only hope that we are able to work through this for the sake of both of our countries.”

“Thank you,” Sigrid replied with a smile and a nod, taking another sip from her teacup before she listened to Katelijne explain her circumstances in a little more detail. She didn’t know the princess intimately, but she could certainly empathize with her. The summit was going to be difficult enough for everyone without having to suddenly take on the role of motherhood to someone else’s child. “For what it’s worth, I hope you are too. Do you think you’re ready for a responsibility like that? I don’t think I would be, if I’m being honest with you.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* katelijne . )

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ofirelandandthings:

Darcy nodded as Igrid spoke. She wished she had been that smart with re meeting Korey, somehow kept it a secret that they were not be to be married. Darcy cocked her head to the side when the other said a girl like her. She wondered what she meant by that. If she meant the princess type Darcy was sure her brother had slept with half of Europe of this point, or getting to those numbers. “That is very smart,” Darcy nodded. “Something I wished I would have thought of. She just hoped her brother wouldn’t abandoned her like he did her. “Have you gotten anything juicy out of him yet?

Sigrid couldn’t help but smile at Darcy, not only because she felt glad that the princess seemed to understand her reasoning for concealing her identity for now, but the mere thought of her brother was now enough to turn her expression into a positive one, which surprised even herself. “No, not really. I haven’t exactly done this before, so I’m not always sure what to ask without revealing who I am. You can’t exactly bombard a stranger with marriage questions without arousing some suspicion, can you? But I have learned quite a bit about him so far, and I definitely enjoy being around him.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* darcy . )

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axelxpedersen:

axel raised his eyebrows in surprise upon hearing the other’s words. “do you think everyone will honest with you? i can only imagine you will be fed a lot of lies. most royals i know can be very secretive,” he replied. he smiled and gave her a simple nod, “this place is beautiful. i still have a lot more to see but from what i have i imagine it is all just as great,” he told her. he thought about her question, sure it was something he had put some thought into but as of recently it was far from his mind. “i do want to be married, i guess i just want someone who can understand me and someone who i share similar values with. how about you?”

“I can’t expect everyone to be honest with me, no, but at least it’s better to hear lies from them  directly than it is to hear lies from a gossip site that probably doesn’t even know any of the royals personally,” Sigrid pointed out, though she understood the prince’s perspective as well. Her icy blue eyes glanced around the room, marveling at it even still despite the fact that she’d occupied it often since her arrival to London. “I definitely agree with you. I haven’t been able to travel much before this, so London has grown to be really special to me.” She heard Axel’s reply, nodding her head as she began to think of one of her own. “I agree with what you’re looking for. I didn’t expect much coming into the summit. I figured that I would dislike my betrothed, marry him only because I had to, and probably take a lover, but mine has really surprised me. He has everything that I’ve been looking for in someone: charm, intelligence, and he’s attractive. I have nothing to complain about, and it’s almost a little frustrating.”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* axel . )

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@tappavakruunu

Sigrid had always been a fan of RedQueen and her ubiquitous posts revealing the truth about the royals. Despite the blog’s reputation, the princess often spent her mornings drinking tea and checking up on what the omnipresent site had to say about those who were currently attending the summit. Over the past few days, however, her attention had turned towards her betrothed, not only due to her newfound desire to actually be near him, but also due to the sheer effort that she found was necessary in order to keep pretending that she was someone else. Finally when she found a spare moment during the day, Sigrid opened her laptop, scrolling through her feed. Her delicate porcelain teacup soon found its way to the floor, shattering as she read the outrageous claims about her brother from an anonymous source that she had previously admired. The statements made the princess’ blood boil, and she instantly marched to Aleksi’s room, on one hand refusing to believe what she had read, and on the other feeling angry at herself for not being there for him as much as she should have. Before he could even open his door all of the way, she demanded answers. “Veli, did you punch someone? Why?”

#( *:･ﾟ♔* aleksi . ) #THIS TOOK SO LONG I'M SORRY

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@princealcx

Over the course of her life as a princess, Sigrid had been more or less isolated from the rest of the royals, at least more than her brother or the other princes and princesses that she was aware of. Her time in London was finally beginning to change all of that, most of all since she’d met Alex. The two had bonded over film and art, and since she’d met him she’d already considered the prince to be her closest friend, always wanting to go out and see the city with him just as much as she wanted to hang out within the palace’s walls discussing their favorite paintings and showing him all of her favorite old movies. She couldn’t have been more thrilled when she heard word that he had a surprise that he wanted to show her, and she assumed that it simply meant getting to visit more of the city that they’d temporarily called home. It was difficult for her not to run up the stairs to Alex’s room, knocking on his door and waiting, her thoughts in a state of nervous anticipation.

#( *:･ﾟ♔* alexander . )

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acdireland:

Desmond loved when people spoke to the extent of their knowledge. It was interesting to hear from other people, a lot of his time overseas had been spent listening. He listened to others speak about their countries and its histories. He listened to charity organizations speak about their work and why. He listened to people as they spoke passionately about their upbringings and their future. It was also something he paid extra attention to when people described their home country’s signature alcohol drinks. Whether it be a shot of tequila or a glass of whiskey, he was interested in knowing. It also became a conversation starter. He had been able to guess on a couple occasions of someone’s nationality at social events based on the alcoholic drinks they got. Except, he truthfully would never have guessed that Alena was from Slovenia when she ordered a delicate drink such as the French 75. He nodded along to her words, raising his eyebrows at the last tidbit of information. “Great taste of flavors I would say. Sima, huh? Is that the honey infused drink? I thought schnapps would be more of your country’s drink,” he took another sip from his drink. “Oh, I take it you’re a cinephile? I’ve seen Casablanca, actually. You are speaking of that old film, right? Or am I making a fool of myself with my petty knowledge?” He chuckled, his eyes widening at the mention of a leave. Desmond got up from his seat, grabbing his book in one hand and downing his drink in the other. While he was eager to take a walk out and explore not only Buckingham Palace, but London as well.  “Yes, I would be honored to. Just as long as we don’t cause too much trouble, I am betrothed after all,” he teased her with a wink to lighten the mood. She seemed sweet, and was extremely gorgeous. “Where to, dear? I’d imagine you’re already familiar with the place.”

Sigrid hadn’t expected to slip already in her deception of the prince, and she hoped that her love of Finnish drinks and culture wouldn’t reveal her true identity. How was she to know that he was some kind of expert on alcohol? The dots suddenly connected for her; of course he was, being Irish and likely having visited far more countries than she had. She felt stupid for the slip, and made a mental note to do some research on the country that she now apparently was royalty of. “Oh yes, we drink that too,” she lied, attempting to cover her misstep before swiftly changing the subject. “You could definitely call me a cinephile, yes,” the princess responded, feeling glad that she could be herself around Desmond in that regard, at least. No matter who she was pretending to be, nothing could hide her love of movies, and she wasn’t going to attempt to conceal her interests. For one thing, she knew that it would never be believable to say that her life revolved around much else, and for another, it would have defeated the purpose of the Irish prince getting to know Sigrid for who she was if she was dishonest about her passions. She immediately perked up when she heard that he had seen the film. Nothing could have put hearts in her eyes more quickly than a man who was at the very least already aware of old movies, even if they weren’t his key area of interest. “Yes, that’s what I mean,” she replied with a laugh. “You could never make a fool of yourself around me unless you wanted to. You’re already more intelligent than most of the people that I’ve met here.” Sigrid pondered all of the places that the two of them could escape to, taking both of their interests in mind. “Well, since you’re a fan of books, have you been to the British Library? It’s pretty massive from what I understand. I could see myself getting lost in there with you.” She flashed him a smile, not hiding her attempt to flirt.

#( *:･ﾟ♔* desmond . )

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Okay so for one reason or another I’ve always been absent for meme day (literally like three weeks in a row wtf) but I really want to change that today, especially for Sigrid because she would be living for this. Buuuuttttt, I definitely need to get my replies out first so I don’t end up distracting myself, again especially on Sigrid because apparently I haven’t done any for her in three days?! How did I not notice this? ANYway, definitely know that I’m here and I really want to participate, and hopefully I will super soon!

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#AHHHH NO I LOVE IT #GOALS #( *:･ﾟ♔* sigrid's loves . )