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corruptedcrowns‌:

         BETH RECOGNIZED THE look of confusion in his eyes, but she couldn’t keep from smiling even if she wanted to. “Hi,” she whispered back, nearly bouncing in her seat as she looked him over. He certainly was as attractive as she would’ve expected him to be, but the fear of how much he could possibly be like his dad was far from her thoughts for now. “Yeah,” she finally agreed with a giggle. “They tend to hold silly grudges forever it seems,” she said, waving her hand as if to wave away their worries.

              BUT THEY WON ---- he had always imagined that the king and queen would have an easier time letting go, but he doesn’t voice this thought. “yeah, guess they do,” he sighed, dragging a hand through his hair. “my mom forgave your parents but my dad ... well i can’t even count the amount of time he spent ranting about the pretty girl who left him for a monster.”

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diisenchvnted‌:

            When he mentions the deer , curiosity’s spiked , and while though Trixie doesn’t immediately smile , there’s a sparkle in her eye that shows she DEFINITELY wants to see the deer. ❝ … Bambi ?? That’s cute. … Do you think he’ll like me ?? ❞

        He can see the sparkle in Trixie’s eyes and he can’t stop the smile that tugs at his lips as he answered, “I bet he’ll love you !! We’ll pick some berries on the way -     and you know sometimes while I’m walking I’ll see little bunnies and if I’m really gentle they let me pet them.”

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hymnlcsss‌:

“It’s not impossible, I mean I thought it was kind of weird that they didn’t destroy all this stuff already considering how dangerous it’s supposed to be. Though I guess they also all think being evil is a genetic trait so…” Ty trailed off with a shrug. “I just know if they try to send me back I won’t be going without a fight.”

“ They really don’t make any sense, sometimes. I mean what about the stories where the villains are related to the heroes -     shoudn’t the heroes you know be evil by their logic?” As much as Gil loved Auradon, he couldn’t deny that it had its faults. “What if fighting make it worse? Like what if they decide to put you on your own isle all by yourself like that - that one girl?”

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latespriings‌:

          “     almost a month now, i see.  how’s auradon treating you so far?  befriend any of the auradon kids because i, for one,  find most of them a bit too…  obnoxiously cheerful.     ”     she shrugs, taking a step back, a frown on her face.      “    they probably  are   just words.  you gotta stay alert, gil, try not to do anything that might pin you as a suspect.     ”

          “  it feels long than that, somehow. oh, i think they’re really nice. one of them gave me cake and another one is helping me with my math homework sometimes - and one of them has a pet bunny that they let me hold !! if you can get past all the pink bows, i don’t think they’re that different from us,” he explained, nose scrunching up as he considers the different auradon kids that he’s met. “ i am trying, you know, to behave. and i haven’t gotten detention yet, so maybe it’s working and they’ll leave me alone.”

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tamumoyoni‌:

“…then i suppose the best thing to do is just do want you want, because people will think their thoughts anyway,” tamu shrugged, with a lopsided smile. “can i have some more berries, please?”  he held out a hand. “the security guards are the most dull-witted and useless people i’ve ever laid eyes on. i actually visited the museum a few days before the break-in. they barely looked up from their sports game on tv.”

“oh, you might be right. going to have to keep that in mind, now that we’re here,” he nods, handing the bowl over to tamu as he peeks out of the bush, “that’s almost disappointing, you think knowing what are parents are like, they would have better security. especially given all of the magic that’s in there.”

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lonnili‌:

     MUSCLES RELAX SLIGHTLY any need lonnie felt to show off quickly subsided as she gathered the others questions. she could only imagine all the uses, and the common said use of, swords on the isle, unlike the heavy regulations used in auradon.

                          ❝  hurt?  ❞     lonnie repeated ; question trailing off in laughter, but her response spoken completely seriously   ❝  not on purpose no; we use them for sport. training. these ones are used for r.o.a.r — ever heard of it?    ❞  she mentally winces at the question, only seconds later realising that no he probably hasn’t.

       SHE RELAXES & all the instincts that had been screaming at gil to flee went silent almost instantly. the concept of using swords for sport, for fun still tastes foreign in his mouth, the same metallic taste of the blade of a sword ringing across his tongue.  ❝ not on purpose? ❞ gil wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about that -     there were enough things in his life disguised as accidents that he doesn’t trust it entirely.

                ❝ roar? like, ❞ and he pauses for a moment before letting out his best fake roar, the sound echoing through the practice space.  ❝ because uh yeah, actually, in that case. ❞

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⎈ pandora to ty

“ ⎈ ” for a randomised letter written from my muse to yours // not accepting.

008. AN ANGRY LETTER   

ty.

i cannot believe the nerve of auradon - to accuse me, to question me as if i have ever done anything wrong in my life! and alright, maybe i have but STILL. the sheer nerve of acting as though my existence somehow makes me a suspect - not that they ever used that word but that is BESIDES THE POINT. i am quaking with rage at the thought that despite my complete lack of involvement, which is regrettable and i really do wish that i had a clue who stole it, they thought that could question me and get anything useful. 

well. we’ll see about that won’t we? i’m certainly not in the mood to help the same people that are keeping my father hostage on an island. i gave them the truth and nothing more. 

the fact that i don’t know who’s behind this is truly enough to make me want to pull my horns out. on hades, i have never been so frustrated! i would have loved to be involved but no, i’m being left out. the whole situation has my blood boiling and now i can’t even go anywhere without everyone giving me weird looks because they ALL KNOW THAT I WAS QUESTIONED. where is the good in auradon, because i’m not seeing any of it. 

get me a pitchfork if everyone is going to call me the devil.

loyally yours,pandora

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⎈ ( clef to odette / karma to selene )

send in “ ⎈ ” for a randomised letter written from my muse to yours // accepting.

015. AN ENCRYPTED LETTER.

dearest odette, 

i do so enjoy our thyme together, every moment spent together is like a gift from the gods themselves. that is two say, i fo wish sincerely that i could half more of it to share with you but alas, that is not more than an dream at the moment. if only there were a pause in the things that my parents have planned, i would surely throw a faction to celebrate you.

perhaps that is not to happen, my love, and yet i so do yearn for a life where i could gaze upon your beautiful face if only for a moment. i shall find a free moment for you, my dear, perhaps on friiday as the sun hangs in the sky. please do tell me that you are free at nooon.

love, clef.

009. A THANK YOU LETTER.

selene.

i owe you one - do not let this debt last, i rather hate the feeling. and yet, even i know that i am certainly in your debt after you-know-what. so when you need a favour, simply let me know and we can call it even. make it quick, bellerose.

karma.

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⎈ / pandora to sahir !

send in “ ⎈ ” for a randomised letter written from my muse to yours // accepting.

003. AN APOLOGY

sahir.

it has been brought to my attention that i’ve been unfair to you -     that maybe i’ve been a little harsh or lashed out unjustly. and you know, perhaps that’s true. before i say anything else, or rather before i write anything else, i would like to say that i don’t truly consider it that big of a deal. we’re both from the isle, after all, shouldn’t we know how to cope with a little bit of snark? 

fairy godmother wants me to say sorry. i would like to tell you to go to hell. this is an apology, an attempt at passing remedial goodness or whatever. i guess that i’m sorry. sorry that you can’t deal with a little bit of attitude, what are you an auradon kid? i’m sorry that i’m rude to you and next time i will try to avoid you altogether behave in a way more fitting to the circumstances. 

sincerely,

pandora.

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LETTERS // PROMPT MEME.

Send in “ ⎈ ” for a randomised letter written from my muse to yours. For multimuses, please specify which muse you want! 

001. a love letter 002. a letter of condolences 003. an apology 004. an invitation 005. a letter of complaint 006. a farewell letter 007. a letter written in the case of my muse’s death 008. an angry letter 009. a thank you letter 010. a letter for a friend 011. a secret letter 012. an urgent letter 013. a letter from the past 014. a letter from the future 015. an encrypted letter 016. a letter written as a promise

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opheliarider‌:

          ophelia  didn’t  know  what  to  say  to  kids  who’d  grown  up  on  the  isle.  was  there  even  anything  she  could  say  ?  probably  not.  “  i  just  meant,  you  know,  parents  will  be  parents.  ”  she  hadn’t  meant  it  as  anything  to  do  with  the  isle,  but  of  course  some  were  bound  to see  it  as  such.  “  protective  even  if  they  know  nothing’s  out  there.  ”

pandora thought of their own father’s panicked nature -      the near constant worry and distress that so often filled the small. frame. “ i can understand that. it’s not always easy to let go of fear even when it’s senseless.” how many times had panic fallen into the trap of believing that hades would cast him aside or smite him, even after that had been proven not to be quite the case. “i think maybe that’s just part of being alive.”

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eirandelle‌:

            HALF SMILE & COCKED HEAD unsure if the other meant it as a compliment or not, still she brushed it off with another light smile that was beginning to look a little bit forced around the edges.

       ❝ thank you. ❞ she decided to take it as she saw it, that being a musician was a good thing, and not that she perpetually had a bruise on her neck, calloused fingers and unpainted nails, oh the woes of a violinist. smiles falter for a second, dropping an inch,  ❝sounds beautiful – is that what you’re planning to paint here ? if you ever have the chance to visit arendelle the aurora borealis you can see from there is truly breathtaking. ❞

             “you’re welcome,” they offered, a tad confused because they certainly hadn’t meant it as a compliment but not willing to start an argument over it. instead they focused on organizing the various shades of blue on their section of the work space. “ah not quite,” they responded, thinking of how to describe their plans.

      “i’ve been working more with portraits lately. sort of an abstract view of familiar faces, if you will.” and wasn’t that the kindest way of explaining that they were drawing comedic interpretations of the various figures of auradon? “oh, that sounds lovely. is it as cold as they say? i’m a bit, sensitive, to the cold myself.”

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tamumoyoni‌:

“remedial goodness.” his lip curled at the thought of it. “i’ve never been so insulted. i actually suggested a neutral answer to some stupid question about a king being overthrown, and what did they say? ‘that’s not usually an option’.” tamu chuckled. “ if i could change the weather, i would. maybe you just need to lie down in the sun more. i’ll stand watch, ” he joked.

“well of course, they did. they’re not interested in neutral, they’re interested in goodness! that class is such a waste of time,” they complained, before considering his suggestion. “that might work, but still - what about winter? i’ve considered saving up for some sort of heating device but what would i even get?”

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fvthomsbclow‌:

          ❝ Don’t even JOKE like that. I wouldn’t put it past the two of ‘em. ❞ A horrific thought , Luke picturing the scenario of Clef and themselves running from a mob of angry woodland creatures , hoping to find refuge upon The Queen Jocasta. But that would be shortlived , given the army of seagulls and sea creatures now coming at them from the sky as well as all sides of the boat. It’d be a nightmare. ❝ Let’s make sure our moms just - never decide to talk , alright ?? Can’t risk it. ❞ A long sigh … and then to follow Clef’s statement of all the dates he earned from boasting about talking to bunnies , they had to laugh. ❝ You need to say you can talk to bunnies to get a good amount of dates ?? Please. I just need to fuckin’ open up with either the fact I have a BOAT or a TAIL. Beat that. ❞

         Clef shuddered at the thought before taking another swig from his drink. “ We have to make sure that they never, ever even end up in the same room. Maybe just take over on communication between our two areas -     or at least get our siblings to do it. Heavens knows that they’d get along and I don’t think we’d survive that with our sanity.” He rolled his eyes, “Oh c’mon, not all of us were born with the blessing of being a mermaid, you know! The best I got from my parents was the ability to chat up woodland creatures and a handful of castles.” 

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trcmainc‌:

stella  smile’s  weakly  at  the  thought.  she  could  see  understand  why  his  mother  wanted  to  hold  onto  to  those  memories.  especially  if  it’s  one  where  in  the  end  you  survived.  keeping  the  tree  is  a  reminder  that  she  made  it  &  that  it  doesn’t  hold  any  power  of  her  anymore.  “  i  think  it’s  nice—  that  she..  doesn’t  look  at  it  in  a  negative  light.  she  chose  to  the  see  beauty  in  wh-what  it  was  instead  of  what  it  became.  “  she  realizes  that  she  made  that  response  much  deeper  than  it  needed  to  be,  but  stella  laughs  it  off  anyways.  “  oh  ?  &  are  you  throwing  a  party  ?  s-sounds  like  a  good  time.  “

clef didn’t really see the beauty in it ---- didn’t see how almost dying could be beautiful but he knew that some people were all about silver linings.  “ it is, i guess. never really looked at it that way, if i’m honest. ”  he nodded, opening the box and pocketing the single key. “ yeah i am      - hey do you want to come? the more the merrier and what not, and if you’re free now, i could give you a behind the scenes set-up tour. ”

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dclbon‌:

“ah, then we’re gonna hit a brick wall there, buddy, because you’re not as gorgeous and charming as you think,” del pouted, shaking their head. “you’re okay though,” they teased, reaching over to pat their elbow. “i’m sure ben’s on the case, he’s got it in the bag. you guys are…okay?”

“in that case, we’re lucky it’ll probably be less about looks and more about royal status,” he shrugged with a small frown, slightly hurt at the insinuation that he wasn’t attractive but well aware that there were bigger things to worry about. “i don’t know, last time i talked to him, he seemed unsure. but yeah, we’re fine ---- why wouldn’t we bed?”

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rcsyredcheeks‌:

what she didn’t e x p e c t was the familiar voice of her brother fill the night sky as she looks up at him. a slight chuckle escapes her lips hearing what he said. “oh, of course.. one of your l e g e n d a r y parties coming to play again?” ariella teased the other before shrugging her shoulders. “just wanted some f r e s h air and i just came out here to think. do you always wander places at night?” she asks her older sibling with a teasing smile.  

he returns the smile with a chuckle of his own, “you know it - and this one is going to blow all of the others out of the water. are you going to grace us with your presence?” watching his sister for a moment, he looked around discreetly to see if there was anything he was missing. “ah, can’t say i know how that is. you know ariella, the night is sometimes the best time to get things done. mom and dad really packed my schedule this week,” he groaned.