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☠ Drabble list— You can send one anytime.

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason

Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

Time: I’ll write a drabble about our characters doing to a different time/dimension. specify.

Befriend Me: I wil write a drabble about our characters meeting for the first time in an AU.

Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]

Quiet Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]

Torture Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character torturing mine or vise versa.

Hug Me: My character will hug yours. Either by surprise or for a specific reason.

Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)

Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.

Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.

Revenge: My character will get revenge on yours.

Healer: My/your character helping your/my character when they are hurt/sick. (Be specific on who gets which role, and whether the pain is physical, emotional, or just having to catch a fever)

I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple

Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.

Spell: I’ll write my character putting a spell on yours. Or being under a spell/curse.

« : memory from the past with your character

» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours

☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget

Rain: I’ll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain.

Pet: I’ll write a drabble of my character buying yours a pet. (specify what kind.)

Sleep: I’ll write a drabble of my character snuggling in bed with yours.

Nightmare: I’ll write my character having a nightmare about yours, or vice versa.

Kiss: I’ll write our characters sharing a kiss, it can be innocent or passionate.

Murder: I’ll write my character killing yours or vice vesra.

Home: I’ll write our characters living together.

Love: I’ll write our character’s falling in love.

Death: I’ll write our character’s mourning over each other.

Insane: I’ll write my character is insane inside asylum and yours is the doctor, vice versa

Secret: My character tells your character a secret.

Candy Corn: Your character or mine being cheesy to the other

Stars: Our characters under the stars together

Snow: Our characters in the cold together

Candles: Our characters enjoying a moment by candlelight

Peppermint: Your character or mine, sharing a sweet secret with the other.

#&. mobile #hi darlings #send me some drabbles as i work on getting my muse back?? #i'm finally caught up!!

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Eliot wanting to build a monument I'm dead. Also blacklist the tag bailey catches up if you don't want to see my emotional rambling

#bailey catches up

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Hello friends! Surprise! I’m alive (barely). This semester has been kicking my butt and my grades aren’t looking too hot, work is killing me, and I barely have two or three hours free per day. I’m not caught up on the show yet either, but Spring Break starts today! So I plan on being/trying to be more active in this next week! I miss you all!!

#&. tag later #&. life update

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Update, @magicaladept and I are real life Q & Alice. It’s confirmed. Evidence: Me: Tbh things that are in depth like that I like to marinate and make notes on before writing them up & posting Klutz: Naw i just Klutz: Start writing Klutz: xD IN SUMMARY: Me: takes notes, spends a lot of time analyzing Klutz: juST WRITES LIKE THE UNIVERSE IS AN ANARCHY

#&. mobile #lmao this is gold #magicaladept

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there’s this thing about you, q // indie quentin coldwater

#&. temp promo tag #!!! #klutz is literally an aMAZING HUMAN #PLUS AN AMAZING Q #ALL THE BROTP QUENTIN/ALICE

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Quentin:

don’t 💔 @phosphoromancer

      “ ALICE! ” the sounds of his harsh tones ring out, uncut arm attempting to lift over the other to grip her. Grasp her. Stop her from doing this. ( he knew the moment the charm fell to his side but FUCK what could he do – useless. he’s always USELESS and she – )

       There’s flames before his eyes. A breath. A moment. GOD her body burning and he can’t even scream for her. He can’t take a moment for himself to grieve for her as she’s GONE as quickly as she came. ( He forgets for a moment that her soul is what’s died and her BODY will be back in moments. ) Martin’s eyes turn to him and suddenly he feels something awful – the guilt that pangs him offers him a reprieve of his FEAR of the blackness – he welcomes it in that quick moment.

      But the moment is gone as quickly as she returns. “ Alice… ” his breath catches in his chest, finally forcing himself to sit up as her skin begins to glow before his eyes. No. No. Oh god no  – what have they done. WHAT HAS SHE DONE? He tries to reach out, but his arm is nearly snapped from the cut, a scream piercing through the veil.

       For a moment he sees her beauty shine through – even as she rips Martin’s chest open he can feel how intoxicating her power is. She has always been his better. 

                                    But with the Beast gone…..

                  “ Alice no…. ” he settles on his knees, staring up at her. No. No. This isn’t – no. His face betrays his every emotion – feeling something so much stronger than any amount of love that ever hid in his heart.

                                 “ Alice…think for a second…. ”

                                                           “ It’s fine, Quentin. ”

                                                                “ I’ve got this. ”

       The words are distant and empty, because at the core, Alice knows they’re lies. But what’s her life compared to the three friends surrounding her? Margo, Eliot, Quentin... She’s been prepared to die for them since she decided to take on the Beast. Penny, too, wherever he is. Somewhere nice, she hopes, somewhere safe. She doesn’t have the abilities of a Master Magician, but she has the heart of one. 

      The magic is consuming her though, and she can feel it. It’s coursing through her, but she’s losing control over its direction. She feels the burning in her fingertips, and for a moment she is scared. She’s human and she doesn’t want to die. She’s not done yet --- she’s got so much left to do! But a small part of her is already at peace; a small part of her says she saw this coming and knows it’s worth it.

         The flames consume her. There is pain. Then....

                                                      There is nothing.

      Alice winks back into existence --- or rather, the niffin version of Alice. Her memories are there, but they are little more than a gallery to her, serving no real purpose. They do indicate her most pressing issue, though. Martin Chatwin. The Beast. He has to go first because he is her biggest threat. She toys with him for a moment; just exercising her power, really, she derives no particular pleasure from it. The ebb and flow of magic is all that guides her, eventually leading to her tear his chest open.

      The body falls to the ground and she turns her attention to the one who keeps saying her name. Quentin Coldwater. His attachment to this body would cause problems. She surveys him coolly, wisps of magic escaping her as she stands silent before him. HE WILL HAVE TO GO.

                                            “ You keep speaking as if I care about you. ”

#magicaladept #☽│ Bᴇ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴛᴀʀɢᴀᴢᴇʀ // Tʜᴇ sᴋʏ ɪs ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ( ic interaction ) #☀│ ғɪʟʟᴏʀʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ( v. fillory ) #☽│ Aɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴇs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʙᴇᴀᴍs // Wʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ’s ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ( para )

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#hahaha bye #;;the magicians spoilers #★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #&. temp eliot tag #&. temp quentin tag #&. temp margo tag

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niffin!alice + being highly intimidating/extremely hot

#★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #hOnestLY THOUGH #;;the magicians spoilers

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meta for the moment Alice decided she would give up the god powers and use her own magic

Send me things to meta on.

This moment was so important, but to really get into why I need to reference before and after this specific moment. Right as Alice tears off the bracelet, we see her wrist has a really, really terrible burn. She 100% knows that the Rhinemon Ultra is too much for her going into it without the powers of a Master Magician, but she doesn’t even waste half a second before starting it. 

Now, my personal opinion of Alice is that she spends a lot of time in her head, and I think she is a lot like me in that her mental processing system is extremely fast. In the few seconds before she tears off the bracelet, as her pain receptors are going off the wall, she has already thought through the possible outcomes of attempting the Rhinemon without her “god-powers,” so to speak, and has decided to go through with it. Outcome 1 (the most likely): she is unable to complete it and becomes a niffin. Outcome 2 (the least likely): she successfully completes the spell. Furthermore, once establishing these two outcomes, Alice’s mind is thinking past them in a game of probability. Beyond Outcome 1: As a niffin she has no limitations on her magic and may successfully kill the Beast before turning on her friends. This leads her to concern for her friends’ safety, but she knows at least one of them will do what will need to be done; her friends will eventually move on with their lives. Beyond Outcome 2: The Beast will be dead and they can move on with their lives. 

This may seem unrealistic; however, Alice has the entirety of a carriage ride to consider what her friends will do without her and to come to the conclusion that they will be fine. If the only likely consequence to something is her possible death, Alice isn’t the sort to care that much. So really, when she is briefly considering her options in this scene, she sees that no matter if she becomes a niffin or not, the Beast will die. This belief of hers comes from the idea that a niffin will respond antagonistically to a threat. The Beast being an obvious threat, Alice believes that a niffin would immediately act to negate said threat. Knowing, or at least believing this, she proceeds to try the Rhinemon Ultra without Master Magician abilities. 

As for after that specific moment, we see Alice as a niffin say “I did it on purpose.” I do not think Alice intentionally became a niffin, I think she just briefly weighed her options and decided it didn’t matter because her friends’ lives were at stake. Essentially the mindset of, “If I become a niffin, so be it.” However, niffin Alice presents this as Alice intentionally becoming a niffin in order to have the power to kill the Beast because niffin Alice does not care about Alice’s emotional attachment to her friends. Backtracking a bit, this is evidenced in her explanation of “I can do it” to Quentin even as she starts to lose control. I think, in part, she is trying to convince herself even though she knows the most likely outcome. More than that though, she is hanging herself on hope that she is able to follow through and, ultimately, her desire to protect her friends. She doesn’t want to become a niffin. She doesn’t want to lose her friends/soul/emotions. But Alice had a job to do and she intended to finish it, whether it ended in being a niffin or not.

#wow okay this was a lot of meta #peruse at your leisure #but i had a lot to say about this tbh #qceenbambi #★│ Tʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇɴғᴏʟᴅs ʏᴏᴜ // Hᴏʟᴅs ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʟᴇss ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀʟɪᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ( about ) #★│ Aɴᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏғ sᴋʏ // Wʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ's ᴇʏᴇs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ( headcanon )

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2x03 Divine Elimination ↳ “I did it on purpose.”

#★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #;;the magicians spoilers #&. temp beast tag #literally this is so important #'i did it on purpose' is so important #it's questionable whether niffin Alice is lying about this or not #and honestly niffin Alice probably kills the Beast because Alice's memory identifies him as her only real competition #but she still kills him before she even turns to her old friends #and since niffins clearly retain the memory of their former self (ie charlie sends alice glass horses) #alice's memories then flag her three friends as the next highest threats #because they care about her and they want alice back / niffin alice gone #literally everything niffin alice does is so important though

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insp. (x)

#★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #these are all important #;;the magicians spoilers

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         what wouldn’t                               i do                                     to save                                                you ?

#★│ Kᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪɴ ᴜᴘ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sᴛᴀʀɢᴀᴢᴇʀ // Aᴛ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅs ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ( musings )

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send me a topic to write a meta about my muse on

I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!

#&. temp meme tag #i'll be working on memes today !!

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2x02 Hotel Spa Potions ↳ Alice being fed up with Bigby.

#★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #&. temp queue tag

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#★│ Yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ // Aɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ( visage ) #literally love this

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me? emotional about alice quinn? it’s more likely than you think

#lmao literally me #☆│Aɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs ʏᴏᴜ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ // Tʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴠᴇ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ( mun speaks ) #&. temp queue tag

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deathless ♚ sentence meme

deathbymitchell:

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

#&. temp meme tag