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every alexis rose outfit: 2x09 - Moira’s Nudes

“Oh, ew, you poor thing!”

#the muse #i love her so much

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kouros-herc​: 

Seeking Dreamboat | Hottie

The first Herc knew, was when Laurel stuck her head upstairs and yelled his name. “Customer asking for you,” she smiled, as his heart rate returned more to normal. 

He half-jogged down the steps and came into the foyer. “Hey-” He spoke to the customer who stood there, who turned around and. “Oh!” Oh? Oh. His dream.. girlfriend? Whatever the right term was. Lottie, in any case. Here, in reality, in the flesh. 

“Hi. It’s, um. Lottie, right?”

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Lottie positively beamed at the sight of Hercules, bouncing a little on her feet as the totally dreamy guy from...well...her dreams walked right over to her. 

Oh but to have THE romantic medieval dream. This had to be a sign. Destiny! More so than that catastrophic cat dream.

“Hi! Yes. Charlotte La Bouff, but you can totally call me Lottie sugar.” She grinned, holding her hand out in offering to shake. “I just...well call me crazy, but i had this wild dream and you were in it...I felt I just had to come say hello.”

#kouros-herc #p: seeking dreamboat #r: hottie

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Seeking Dreamboat | Hottie

@kouros-herc​

So Lottie had a new romance to potentially pursue. Or at least, she was going to go meet her dream lover. It couldn’t possibly be worse than trying to track down a CAT like she had for months. This time she actually knew who it was and he was like...a hunk. 

Lottie didn’t exactly need to go to the gym these days, but she still put on some leggings and a cute sports t-shirt and made her way over to it. She walked in with a big smile on her face, greeting the person at the front cheerfully.

“Listen, I don’t have a membership or whatever but I was wondering if I could speak to Hercules for a little bit? Is he available for um...a consultation?”

#kouros-herc #p: seeking dreamboat #r: hottie #this is late #and a lame title i'm sorry

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Sir Hercules Flowers of Faircastle and Charlotte of Winterfell: Game of Magic Au

If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low, I'll go wherever you will go

1. Wherever You Will Go by The Calling 

see lyrics above

2. I Swear by All-4-One

I swear by the moon and stars in the sky I'll be there I swear like the shadow that's by your side I'll be there For better or worse 'Til death do us part I'll love you with every beat of my heart I swear

3. Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer

Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight Lead me out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance Silver moon's sparkling So kiss me

4. Turning Page by Sleeping At Last

If I had only felt the warmth within your touch If I had only seen how you smile when you blush Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough I would have known what I was living for all along

5. Adore You by Harry Styles

You don't have to say you love me You don't have to say nothing You don't have to say you're mine Honey (ah) I'd walk through fire for you Just let me adore you

@kouros-herc

#kouros-herc #at first i thought this could be the task but i realized task was just houses #but i made a playlist for them anyway lol #so here we are #i have more but i figured i'd try and keep it short for this post

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perry-flynn​: 

Love Bites... | Perry & Lottie

Perry hadn’t made any promises, sitting on a bench with Lottie and discussing the many methods a person could use to track down their… Lost cat lover? But the mystery had stayed with him anyway, and it was always good to have a silly little side project to help clear your head when bigger work started to hit brick walls. 

So, he’d kept an ear out for clues, and puzzled over them from time to time. Really he’d probably had the right man for a while, but since the case wasn’t a priority Perry had only recently put all the little pieces together in an order that made sense. And then, there it was. Bruce White. Brown eyes, athletic build, working at Whosits and Whatsits. Perry had no idea if he was the sort of man Lottie had been hoping to find, but he just had to tell her. 

Luckily, Lottie and Perry had one similar hang spot; Tiana’s. He rushed in looking a bit harried, but managed to compose himself properly by the time he made it over to the bar. “Lottie!” Perry gave her a wave as he spotted her across the crowd, “Lottie, I found him!” 

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Lottie hadn’t been expecting Perry. Honestly she hadn’t thought she’d see much of Perry again since she...well she’d given him a task that was arguably impossible to figure out. But she had been sitting at the bar of Tiana’s, and Perry Flynn’s familiar voice called out to her. 

He had found him? He had found her cat lover of her dreams?! 

Her eyes went wide and a big smile lit up her face. She jumped to her feet and made her way over to him, barreling in to give him an enthusiastic hug. “Oh my gooood!!! Sugar, I can’t believe this! You really found him?” She squealed, bouncing back on her feet and clapping her hands together in delight.

“You’re a miracle worker Mr. Flynn!”

#perry-flynn #p: love bites #lmao i love this #sorry perry she's hyped

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NAME: Charlotte of Winterfell

TITLE: None

HOUSE: Briar

OCCUPATION: Lady-in-Waiting to Tiana

ALLIANCES: Loyal to House Briar for the most part, has some appreciation for House Thorne

BIOGRAPHY: Charlotte La Bouff was born the daughter of a seamstress and a guard of Winterfell. As a little girl, she had seen the harsh ways in which servants were treated, especially if they didn’t have a connection with the nobles. It was why, when Charlotte was told Lady Tiana would need a lady-in-waiting she jumped at the chance. 

In this way, Lottie also sort of grew up with Tiana, watching out for her and taking care of her needs as best as she could. She never let herself worry about what went on outside the walls of Winterfell. Why should she? All that mattered was her work for Tiana.

And then one day an injured knight came to Winterfell and Lottie was the only one around who could help patch him up. Charlotte helped heal his wound, and she also became utterly smitten with the handsome knight in the process. Charlotte didn’t let herself get in her head too much about it. He was a knight of another house. She wouldn’t see him again.

Except she did…for he would find time to sneak away, or excuses to come to Winterfell, and the two of them would rendezvous and make time for each other. Each time led to Charlotte coming closer and closer to the idea of running away with her handsome knight, abandoning her duty to her house and embracing love. 

It’s been her hope to suggest it to the knight at this wedding so many would have to attend. But now…now Charlotte has no idea what the future will hold.

#swyngotbio #i can't even tell you how fun it has been writing this one up lol

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truitt-story​: 

After The Afterparty | Lotiana

Normally, Tiana would have said yes, that was what they were there for. But… it was a bit more complicated when it came to this stuff…

Al and Simba, they had fought the vampires alongside Tiana last fall, and she didn’t know how they felt individually, but Tiana couldn’t imagine they would be making vampires their top priority. And they were Tiana’s friends, and it would put her in an awkward spot if Lottie clashed with them.

Then there was Aquata Triton, whom Tiana personally thought was kind of an idiot, and Archimedes, who seemed very smart but in a professor-who-likes-to-talk-a-lot way. She wasn’t sure he would really be helpful.

That left… just two more Board members (Tiana was not about to suggest Lottie go to the mayor). 

“I can see Reza maybe wanting to help. And he has lots of experience on Board,” Tiana suggested. “Or perhaps Pacifica? I’ve always been a fan of hers.”

Lottie hummed, considering both names for a moment. “Reza or Pacifica? I can’t say I know much about either of them. But it definitely gives me something to think about.” Especially since she was so determined to improve things for the good, decent vampires that had nothing to do with past dramas. 

“What can you tell me about them? I mean...not that I want to butter them up or anything, but you know...going empty handed just seems silly to me when I could offer some sort of gesture.” Lottie had grown up with friendly gestures and casseroles and other such gifts and things to try and sway people back in New Orleans. 

And even though Lottie herself couldn’t appreciate food, she knew that the two board members she wanted to talk to would. “I mean...do you think it’d be hard to get them to talk to me?”

#truitt-story #p: after the afterparty #r: lotiana

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adventuringthatch​: 

Studying Mysteries | Milottie

Oh, this was interesting. Normally, when he started talking about Plato, people lost interest in learning about Atlantis, but she wasn’t going anywhere. Very interesting.

“It’s because Atlantis is a legend that has been told in various ways over the years, but it is definitely real.” People who didn’t believe him could be heard groaning and snickering, but he would show them one day. “Now, if anyone here doesn’t believe in Atlantis, they can leave because I’m not wasting my time,” he cleared his throat.

“Sorry about that, and where are my manners?” he said to the blonde as the majority of the crowd left. “My name is Milo Thatch,” he said, holding out his hand for her to shake if she so wished.

“Where were we again? Oh yes, Atlantis.” Every time he spoke of Atlantis, he couldn’t stop the glee in his voice, “Plato actually believed that Atlanians, that’s what the people who lived there were called, were half god and half human.”

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Lottie heard the laughter...of course she did, but she chose to ignore it. While others might not find it interesting, she did! She thought most things were interesting even if there wasn’t one hundred percent proof for them. And well, Lottie had been pursuing a vague thread to a love connection from one dream. So...she had no place to judge at all.

“Oh, you’re fine sugar,” Lottie replied warmly. “But it’s lovely to meet you Milo. My name is Charlotte La Bouff. But you can call me Lottie.” Honestly, he could call her whatever he wanted, because he was pretty cute. She shook his hand cheerfully, hoping he wouldn’t react too weirdly to her cold touch.

Wow. Atlantians sounded wild to her. “Half god and half human? That’s so crazy! Why would he think that? Is it cause it’s underwater? Cause then I’d just think merfolk.”

#adventuringthatch #p: studying mysteries #r: milottie

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truitt-story​: 

After The Afterparty | Lotiana

“I dunno. Werewolves can be a little…”

Well, maybe that was unfair. Over the past year or so, Tiana had struck up something of an acquaintanceship-bordering-on-friendship with Merida. Maybe even really a friendship, considering Tiana had helped her out with that thing at the gym. So she felt kind of bad, just reducing her to a “werewolf” when she was a lot more than that.

But it was kind of a fact. Werewolves and vampires had some kind of weird ancient feud or something.

She shrugged. “Well, anyway. You know what I mean,” Tiana finally said vaguely. “I’d love your help, though, next time we do a big event here. You should’ve seen how stressed I got at the grand opening. Definitely could’ve used your help.”

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Lottie didn’t really have anything against werewolves personally, despite the whole feud thing vampires and werewolves seemed to have. She just didn’t appreciate being shut out of safe spaces. It wasn’t right! 

“Oh I bet. You work too hard sometimes Tiana. Never hurts to get some people to help you with stuff like that.” And Lottie didn’t really have a job yet, so she had time to spare! 

Lottie tapped her fingers on the table. “Do you think I should try some board members about this?”

#truitt-story #p: after the afterparty #r: lotiana

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belladonna-wright​: 

High Noon at the Hauntley - Lessie 

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Either she had an outstanding poker face, or she was quite possibly the dumbest vampire Jessie had ever met. And still, the idea that anyone could be that unbelievably naive, and put themselves in that much danger, just seemed too far-fetched. Her eyes narrowed. 

“Uhuh? So what do you call this whole… publicly outing yourself to the entire world on the internet malarkey, huh?”

Avoiding publicity and people knowing what you were was like, Vampire-ing for Dummies lesson one. Otherwise guess what, angry villagers with torches and pitchforks (or whatever the modern equivalent was, Jessie went to great lengths to try and not find out). 

“Are you trying to get yourself run out of town? Or get yourself and your whole bloodline hunted? You come to a town with Swynlake’s history with vampires, and then publicly draw all the focus on yourself? You’re either up to something, or you don’t understand the first thing about being a vampire, and that’s dangerous for all of us.”

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Okay, so...this lady was a) kind of mean, and b) super judgey with someone she didn’t know. And sure, Lottie and Jessie were both vampires, but that was kind of where the similarities ended. So some vampires didn’t think outing oneself was wise. Lottie thought it was the best way to move forward.

After all, how could someone advocate for their own rights if no one knew that that was who they were? Sure, there were some vampire positive people around. But a lot more seemed negative to them, and this in a town that bragged about being magick friendly. It was insulting! It was wrong. 

“Slow down sugar, you’re throwing down your judgement a little strong there.” And Lottie wasn’t going to just let her beat her down. No! Maybe Jessie didn’t want the focus drawn on herself, but Lottie was determined to change things around here!

“Are you forgetting that this town brags about being magick friendly? ALL magicks, not just the sweet sugary ones like the fairies.” Lottie was not going to accept that. Sure, some vampires had been horrible in the past and left a bad taste in peoples’ mouths. But not all vampires were like that, and Lottie was determined to show them.

Lottie shook her head, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Listen here, I may be a fresh vampire or whatever, but I do think I’m doing what I need to do to properly advocate for other vampires. This town’s attitude is lousy! Who’s going to change things for us if not a vampire?”

#belladonna-wright #p: high noon at the hauntleys #r: lessie #this is fun

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notbad-justsungthatway​: 

I Wanna Know You | Lottica?

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When Jessica saw who was waving at her she felt her heart sink a little. Oh no, not now. If Lottie was here looking for her, that meant this wasn’t a Court issue of the sort she’d been focusing on and dealing with. It wasn’t even the usual kind of personal issue of someone being interested in her. This was her being vetted and she absolutely hadn’t been ready for that. 

However, from the introduction either Lottie didn’t remember their first meeting in the cafe, or she assumed Jessica had forgotten. She wasn’t sure if that was a benefit or not in this case. 

“Of course Lottie, I’m glad you could come to the Court. I believe I see an open table over here if you’d like to take a seat and we could chat together? I don’t have to perform for awhile.”

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Lottie was so glad that Jessica wasn’t busy. That would make things much easier. After all, it was way better to get acquainted with someone who had time on their hands, rather than a rushed conversation in between things. Lottie had lucked out here.

“Why thank you sugar, I’d love that!” 

She went ahead and made her way over to the table in question, sitting down cheerfully and turning to face Jessica. “I’m sorry for surprising you like this, but I did think it would be high time we got to know each other a little. After all, if you and Tiana are getting closer, then it’d be great if we could be a little more than acquaintances too.”

#notbad-justsungthatway #p: i wanna know you #r: lottica #man straight up forgot they already met dggsgd my bad #but lottie forgetting and spacing seems right ish

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edward-andalasia​: 

Seeking Lost Love | Open

“At the very least it grants people a reason to keep striving for such things.” Edward agreed; sometimes it was just as much the journey as it was in reaching the end goal; there was often much to be found along the way. Anything short of that felt as those missing out; direction was less important than desire at times because the latter gave people that rare gift of hope.

“Perhaps, one can hope” he smiled, and he still could smile, even knowing that if he didn’t somehow unravel that mystery then some day would one day be little more than a last day for him, thanks to the curse. Smiling was easy though, he still believed he would find it, and Edward couldn’t deny that journey had already given him a great deal more than he had ever expected.

Lottie hummed. “Exactly. It’s good to have hope. People become rather...sad and miserable without it.” Lottie knew that was how she’d felt when she first turned, in the immediate aftermath of her ex ruining her whole life. But then she’d just happened upon a message from Tiana, telling her about her successes and everything and it...well it reminded her that there were good things out there. 

And that a magick friendly place existed. That she had somewhere to go and figure it out.

“It’s nice to make a new friend this way too I’ll admit, even if it is unlikely I’ll meet my cat lover of destiny.”

#edward-andalasia #p: seeking lost love

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countless gifs of alexis rose - 36/∞

#the muse #ughhh her

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truitt-story​: 

After The Afterparty | Lotiana

“Well–” 

Tiana hesitated. She didn’t want to make Lottie feel bad, but… honestly, she kind of understood why people wouldn’t want to invite vampires they didn’t know into their homes. Lottie was different, of course, but as a rule, part of the reason Tiana slept easy was knowing people like the Blackwells wouldn’t be able to get into her house. Hopefully.

“I think they should have just had it somewhere else,” Tiana said instead, shrugging. “Like a local restaurant or something. Maybe I can put in a bid next year…” That would really be the push they needed. It would mean closing down the restaurant for the night, but Tiana felt sure that it would be worth it. “Everyone would be welcome, of course. Like always. I think people just get protective about their houses, you know?”

Lottie didn’t think the protective over a home thing was the reason the werewolves would keep someone like Lottie out of the castle. Just a general vendetta type thing probably. But maybe Lottie was just getting prejudiced herself now, as she was learning to live her life stuck as a vampire.

She tapped her fingers restlessly on her leg, eyebrows furrowing as she considered Tiana’s idea. “It would be nice of you to host it T. Honestly if you did that I’d be sure to help you with all the set up and stuff. The least I could do for you helping me actually be able to be inside and happy for prom.”

She wondered whether that would suit her then. Or if she’d figure out how to not be a vampire by then. Probably not. But she could dream. “Though honestly a castle is hardly a house you know? They didn’t have to be stingy in times of disaster.”

#truitt-story #p: after the afterparty #r: lotiana

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#the muse #dgdsgsd god she's gorgeous #if this doesn't scream hot vampire idk what does

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belladonna-wright​: 

High Noon at the Hauntley - Lessie

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She watched, amused, as the other woman snapped her phone away, as if hiding something. And wasn’t that the question? What was she hiding? When Jessie had heard about a vampire outing themselves on twitter, she’d assumed that something was up here. What kind of self-respecting vampire would do that, bring public attention on themselves and everyone they knew? Bring on the public hatred of themselves when they could much more easily blended in. Was she some sort of imposter? Some sort of wannabe?

And yet, when Jessie had kept an eye on her around the Inn, she seemed like the real deal. She was a vampire alright, and events at the Prom had only proven it. Chaos like the storm would have broken the attention of anyone trying to fake it. Which had only left Jessie scratching her head. Either she was playing a very dangerous game, someone was using her to play one, or the woman really didn’t have good self-preservation instincts.

“Well, sugar. I’d like to talk about what on earth your game is, here in Swynlake? But first, introductions. My name is Jessie Wright. And you and I have a lot in common.” Jessie watched her like a hawk, waiting for her reaction. Surely she’d have noticed they were the same?

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Game? 

Lottie couldn’t help but stare, because she really hadn’t expected anyone to question her really. But, she supposed a possible fellow vampire probably would be a little confused that she had revealed herself so easily.

But the thing was...Lottie didn’t like the way vampires were treated. And she was going to do something about it. This supposedly magick friendly town was not doing enough for everybody. And she was going to try and make that right.

“Well, Jessie Wright, it’s lovely to meet you. I’m Charlotte La Bouff, but you can call me Lottie.” She took the other woman in more, and now yes, she had the better sense that this woman had to be a vampire like her. There really wasn’t a better explanation for it than that. Which then led to the question...why did this woman want to talk to her?

Lottie worried at her lip for a moment, clasping her hands together. “I’m sure I don’t know how you mean sugar. I mean...I know we have things in common probably...but what kind of game are you imagining? I’m no schemer.”

#belladonna-wright #p: high noon at the hauntleys #r: lessie #omg i'm sorry i missed this a bit #how i get confused when i write with jessica and jessie #thinking i got em #only got one #dsgsdgs

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aquata-the-champ​: 

Political Discourse | Aqualot

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Oh. Prom. It was all Aquata could do not to groan and slam her head down on her desk. Honestly, she would be thrilled never to have to hear the word “prom” again. Maybe Merida was right. Maybe it was more trouble than it was worth.

But Lottie had a valid point. Aquata, honestly, found vampires all a little unsettling, what with the whole… being-dead thing, but there were quite a few of them in Swynlake, and quite a few vampire sympathizers as well. And Aquata supposed they couldn’t help that they were vampires. And they couldn’t help that they couldn’t go in private homes without being invited in specifically.

And when a known werewolf lived in that private home? Well– yeah, Aquata could see why they wouldn’t be invited in.

“I’m so sorry you had to deal with that. I assure you, the Board never anticipated such an unprecedented magical storm– it was why we had a storm sorceress on call for the whole event. This was incredibly rare, and completely impossible to predict. But we’re really happy everyone’s safe now,” Aquata said, hoping that was enough to satisfy Lottie. Even if it didn’t really answer her concern.

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Okay...so Aquata’s reaction was...already kind of disappointing honestly. And it was weird really, the girl had this weird sort of smell to her that smelled really good honestly. Made her wonder a little bit about what her blood would taste like. But that was not something she was going to focus on. No. 

She was focusing on the injustice to vampires. Which clearly happened...and Aquata was just treating it like...well that was that, moving on?

Lottie’s eyebrows shot up and her arms crossed in front of herself, a little displeased with that. “Okay...uh...I’m glad that everyone’s safe now, but something could have happened to me or to anyone else like me and you’re kind of brushing it off.” Maybe Lottie was wrong about which board member to turn to. That was kind of disappointing. 

“Like sure, I’m not human anymore, but that doesn’t mean things can’t hurt me. And we can anticipate something like it happening again right? So what are you going to do? Other than not let a werewolf host, which like..no biased party should host a prom. That’s just basic town host logic.”

#aquata-the-champ #p: political discourse #r: aqualot