#silentlily implied

[thesupernaturalhouse]

@fae-cookie-run-madness your aus have taken over my brain, have some fanfiction of white lily struggling after waking up as a result (I hope it's an okay read)

Ghostly memories (idk, im not good with titles)

currently, White Lily was crouched over her desk, a book laid out, and a list on the side of what she could remember. A candle on her other side so she could read

How she got there? Well...

White Lily was a...mess, to say the least when she woke up after.....she didn't know how long exactly, but that wasn't the point.

The point was that she had been confused and disoriented, from the shift of being asleep and...somewhere else, to awake again

She had tried to hide it from the others- what she couldn't she's sure her friends....

(did she really deserve to still be their friend after all she caused....sure she wasn't dark enchantress- not really, but her actions resulted in her creation even if by pure accident...)

Assumed was out of guilt for what dark enchantress had done- WAS doing, considering how Pure Vanilla kept comforting her

But it...wasnt

Well....not fully

She can't remember...much, but when she was asleep it was like she was re-living a different life, or watching that life be played out unable to stop any of the events despite her trying to do so

She remembers it all being so clear, but now that she was awake? It was all so fuzzy.

She had tried to ignore it at first, dismiss it as a weird dream- the result of wanting to be anyone else but herself

But they had been to vivid- felt to real for that to be the case. Felt to real to just forget or move on.

(It was stupid really. This whole mess they were dealing with now was because she couldn't give up her selfish desire for knowledge....)

(Though, at least she didnt plan to run off to somewhere in search of answers this time...)

They were so vivid that she's certain the only reason she responded to her name was due to the 'lily' she and the women shared in their name

And while yes, it was her dreams that mostly featured these memories, with the occasional break from them, she also got flashes of them when she was awake

Touching a sword gave her the memory of her- well, someone else, struggling to pick up a big purple one giggling when someone else picked it up with ease

And she swore she could feel and hear things that weren't there- namely, the feeling of something cold on her shoulder or waist, occasionally the name 'spider lily' being called out to her

So, no. She was certain they weren't dreams or something her mind conjured up to try and protect her

Which was what made it all the more weird.

Certain ones had gotten a bit clearer after she had gained guardianship of the tree. Which made her theorize that the increase in magical ability helped- while plausible, didn't exactly help her memory problem

Soooo she did what she usually did when something stumped her and turned to her books. Specifically, the medical ones on amnesia, since that's what it was akin to

And tested the 'treatments' on herself- none of the suggested treatments were physical, (not that that would have stopped her.)

But more suggestions to try and write things down, draw pictures, try to focus on memories that were fuzzy, etc

So she tried that- the images she drew were messy, and mostly objects. She was able to lsit a few things down though

A purple sword, purple armor, purple eyes....it was a lot of purple. She remembered cold yet gentle armor holding her, making flower crowns, wrapping up wounds, gentle headbutts, and a few more

They were like little moments in time, clips of the previous life. It made her ache for that feeling again, despite the fact she had never experienced it in her life

They didn't give her the full story though, she didn't know whose eyes she was seeing from, or who was with her, what time period

It frustrated her just as much as it made her more and more nervous. She hated not have an answer, especially when the theories to the answer were...complicated

If she was a reincarnation how? Certainly the witches wouldn't have renarnated a random cookie- especially not after what she'd seen them do....

Had a peice of the cookies soul been used to make hers? If so....how? And why? How much was used and...why were these memories only resurfacing now?

She couldn't recall having any memories like this when she was younger....

Frankly she didn't think she would've been able to handle it if she had gotten them when she was younger

Especially.....that one, she shivered at the thought

....not....snippet of memory was pleasant though. The worst one was of her staring at the sky, trying desperately to catch her breath.

She always woke up immediately after being picked up by cold armor. She typically wasn't able to go back to bed afterwards

Still, despite the gruesome nature of it, she still wrote it down. Every bit she could remember was important, after all. No matter how unpleasant it may be

And strangely enough, it was the most clear out of all of them. She can count the stars in the sky, pinpoint where the wound was on her body. Remembering the feeling of choking on her own jam....

Lily jerked back, eyes wide, heart racing. She groaned, of course she had zoned out and nearly dozed off whilst thinking of that memory....

Maybe that was her mind and body telling her she was to tired, she had been staying up pretty late trying to make sense of...this whole situation

She glanced in between the curtains, it was pitch balck outside, she really should be going to bed....

She bite her lip at the thought, letting her eyes close in thought, she really should go to bed. What good would she be as a guardian if she was delirious?

She jerked, once again, at the feeling of cold armor on her shoulder

Right.

That was definitely her que to get into bed.

With a heavy sigh she forced herself up and away from her desk

(If she focused hard enough she swore by the stars she could feel cold metal around her waist guiding her away gently but firmly)

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~bonus ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

White Lily knew that, eventually, she'd meet her beast counterpart, considering how they were escaping one after another

Still, actually looking at him was...shocking

Not, fearful though- she had expected to be scared, for him to immediately try to take her in a fight

He didn't he just....stared, as if he was in the same shocked state she was in because she recognized them.

It was the same cookie from those 'memories' of hers

Why? Why was he so familiar!?

Well, she knew why but....she had never suspected that cold but gentle touch of armor to be from a beast it was...

Shocking, distressing, confusing, nervewrecking

It gave her more questions then answers-

Speaking of nerves....they wouldn't let her move.

Part of her begged her to go run up to him, cling to them like a life line- the other part told her to back away, not let her defenses down for a second

She did neither

"Why-" she asked, trembling, when had that started? They'd only been looking at eachother for a few minutes, "why you"

They, of course, stayed silent. She didnt know how, but she could almost sense the hurt the words had caused. That he wanted to step forward but was scared of scaring her away

Like he was desperate not to lose her again

"I- I feel like I know you but I don't- I don't I can only remember so much-" she took a shaky breath, "I'm sorry" she said softly

As if she was apologizing to a life ling old friend and not a corrupted virtue. It just felt right

[socksweeet]

Would you still be as silent as you are today, Juliet?

it's a repost btw because for some reason tumbler deleted this post a few minutes after I posted it i think it hates me because it's not the first time that happens

anyways, i was given my second ever bouquet from my lover yesterday, I can't feel more sentimental than i do now

also i really like Океан Ельзи and their song Джульєтта you have no idea

[stories4eve]

Learning how to slowdance <33

[stories4eve]

Ragtag group of five!! ;3

[stories4eve]

Our lady of freedom, everyone <33

Got around to fully finishing my hc design of her <33

[thesupernaturalhouse]

Ahhh I'm so glad you like it!!!

And thank you, i tried my best with her, she is desperately trying to pick apart her own brain for answers and is not having very much success

@fae-cookie-run-madness your aus have taken over my brain, have some fanfiction of white lily struggling after waking up as a result (I hope it's an okay read)

Ghostly memories (idk, im not good with titles)

currently, White Lily was crouched over her desk, a book laid out, and a list on the side of what she could remember. A candle on her other side so she could read

How she got there? Well...

White Lily was a...mess, to say the least when she woke up after.....she didn't know how long exactly, but that wasn't the point.

The point was that she had been confused and disoriented, from the shift of being asleep and...somewhere else, to awake again

She had tried to hide it from the others- what she couldn't she's sure her friends....

(did she really deserve to still be their friend after all she caused....sure she wasn't dark enchantress- not really, but her actions resulted in her creation even if by pure accident...)

Assumed was out of guilt for what dark enchantress had done- WAS doing, considering how Pure Vanilla kept comforting her

But it...wasnt

Well....not fully

She can't remember...much, but when she was asleep it was like she was re-living a different life, or watching that life be played out unable to stop any of the events despite her trying to do so

She remembers it all being so clear, but now that she was awake? It was all so fuzzy.

She had tried to ignore it at first, dismiss it as a weird dream- the result of wanting to be anyone else but herself

But they had been to vivid- felt to real for that to be the case. Felt to real to just forget or move on.

(It was stupid really. This whole mess they were dealing with now was because she couldn't give up her selfish desire for knowledge....)

(Though, at least she didnt plan to run off to somewhere in search of answers this time...)

They were so vivid that she's certain the only reason she responded to her name was due to the 'lily' she and the women shared in their name

And while yes, it was her dreams that mostly featured these memories, with the occasional break from them, she also got flashes of them when she was awake

Touching a sword gave her the memory of her- well, someone else, struggling to pick up a big purple one giggling when someone else picked it up with ease

And she swore she could feel and hear things that weren't there- namely, the feeling of something cold on her shoulder or waist, occasionally the name 'spider lily' being called out to her

So, no. She was certain they weren't dreams or something her mind conjured up to try and protect her

Which was what made it all the more weird.

Certain ones had gotten a bit clearer after she had gained guardianship of the tree. Which made her theorize that the increase in magical ability helped- while plausible, didn't exactly help her memory problem

Soooo she did what she usually did when something stumped her and turned to her books. Specifically, the medical ones on amnesia, since that's what it was akin to

And tested the 'treatments' on herself- none of the suggested treatments were physical, (not that that would have stopped her.)

But more suggestions to try and write things down, draw pictures, try to focus on memories that were fuzzy, etc

So she tried that- the images she drew were messy, and mostly objects. She was able to lsit a few things down though

A purple sword, purple armor, purple eyes....it was a lot of purple. She remembered cold yet gentle armor holding her, making flower crowns, wrapping up wounds, gentle headbutts, and a few more

They were like little moments in time, clips of the previous life. It made her ache for that feeling again, despite the fact she had never experienced it in her life

They didn't give her the full story though, she didn't know whose eyes she was seeing from, or who was with her, what time period

It frustrated her just as much as it made her more and more nervous. She hated not have an answer, especially when the theories to the answer were...complicated

If she was a reincarnation how? Certainly the witches wouldn't have renarnated a random cookie- especially not after what she'd seen them do....

Had a peice of the cookies soul been used to make hers? If so....how? And why? How much was used and...why were these memories only resurfacing now?

She couldn't recall having any memories like this when she was younger....

Frankly she didn't think she would've been able to handle it if she had gotten them when she was younger

Especially.....that one, she shivered at the thought

....not....snippet of memory was pleasant though. The worst one was of her staring at the sky, trying desperately to catch her breath.

She always woke up immediately after being picked up by cold armor. She typically wasn't able to go back to bed afterwards

Still, despite the gruesome nature of it, she still wrote it down. Every bit she could remember was important, after all. No matter how unpleasant it may be

And strangely enough, it was the most clear out of all of them. She can count the stars in the sky, pinpoint where the wound was on her body. Remembering the feeling of choking on her own jam....

Lily jerked back, eyes wide, heart racing. She groaned, of course she had zoned out and nearly dozed off whilst thinking of that memory....

Maybe that was her mind and body telling her she was to tired, she had been staying up pretty late trying to make sense of...this whole situation

She glanced in between the curtains, it was pitch balck outside, she really should be going to bed....

She bite her lip at the thought, letting her eyes close in thought, she really should go to bed. What good would she be as a guardian if she was delirious?

She jerked, once again, at the feeling of cold armor on her shoulder

Right.

That was definitely her que to get into bed.

With a heavy sigh she forced herself up and away from her desk

(If she focused hard enough she swore by the stars she could feel cold metal around her waist guiding her away gently but firmly)

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~bonus ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

White Lily knew that, eventually, she'd meet her beast counterpart, considering how they were escaping one after another

Still, actually looking at him was...shocking

Not, fearful though- she had expected to be scared, for him to immediately try to take her in a fight

He didn't he just....stared, as if he was in the same shocked state she was in because she recognized them.

It was the same cookie from those 'memories' of hers

Why? Why was he so familiar!?

Well, she knew why but....she had never suspected that cold but gentle touch of armor to be from a beast it was...

Shocking, distressing, confusing, nervewrecking

It gave her more questions then answers-

Speaking of nerves....they wouldn't let her move.

Part of her begged her to go run up to him, cling to them like a life line- the other part told her to back away, not let her defenses down for a second

She did neither

"Why-" she asked, trembling, when had that started? They'd only been looking at eachother for a few minutes, "why you"

They, of course, stayed silent. She didnt know how, but she could almost sense the hurt the words had caused. That he wanted to step forward but was scared of scaring her away

Like he was desperate not to lose her again

"I- I feel like I know you but I don't- I don't I can only remember so much-" she took a shaky breath, "I'm sorry" she said softly

As if she was apologizing to a life ling old friend and not a corrupted virtue. It just felt right