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Established 2013, revived 2023. OCs based LOOSELY on Ella Enchanted (2004). Mun 25+. Multiship, crossover & OC friendly.

Rules - About - The Curse - Verses - Prompts - Opens

Born to the King and Queen of Frell, a world in which magic is in abundance, the twins were given the 'gift' of obedience as newborns. Ensuring that neither would ever be fit to rule while the curse is in place, almost certainly causing the downfall of the Kingdom of Frell.

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((this sideblog is now archived and the twins are over here~

Established 2013, revived 2023. OCs based LOOSELY on Ella Enchanted (2004). Mun 25+. Multiship, crossover & OC friendly.

Rules - About - The Curse - Verses - Prompts - Opens

Born to the King and Queen of Frell, a world in which magic is in abundance, the twins were given the 'gift' of obedience as newborns. Ensuring that neither would ever be fit to rule while the curse is in place, almost certainly causing the downfall of the Kingdom of Frell.

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THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA ( 2006 ) dir. David Frankel

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((Honestly I'm so tempted to move this blog back over to it's own blog, it's so much easier to get stuff going with a blog to follow people on

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((Around and eager to play~

Like and I'll throw some bits and bobs at you - something from Ella and Elliot unless you specify you only want one :D

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Ella let out a soft sigh, standing up against the wall adjacent to the window as her eyes flitted over the street from the perceived safety of the blinds. "He had a h-hood." She inhaled deeply to get control of the shaking in her voice. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. It was probably nothing. But..." She had been on edge for weeks, paranoia eating away at her. "Actually, yes, please can you walk me home? It's not too far."

i don't want to overstay my welcome. - Ella to John @curseoffrell

"No, no you're welcome to stay until you feel safe leaving," John assured, glancing her over. "If you want, I could even walk you home. You said someone was following you? What did he look like?" It wasn't often John got stopped to help someone in his civilian clothes, but he was glad she had.

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"Did you hear there's a game where you can date furniture? Like, it becomes a person and you date that person, but it was furniture? Kind of fun, maybe I need to go to a gaming cafe or... Something."

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beaded earrings and pins from my latest shop update ❤️ all handmade with vintage beads!

etsy

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𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  —  pt  4-6:  confessions,  first  kisses,  and  the  shift  from  longing  to  something  more.  some  of  these  may  be  repeats  from  other  posts  of  mine.  couldn't  give  up  the  chance  to  use  them  again!  ✧  ˚₊  Themes:  longing,  tension,  intimacy  &  love  unfolding

𝐏𝐓.𝟒:     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓     𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋   .

The  moment  hangs  between  them  ;  too  much,  too  close.  Will  they  lean  in,  or  will  the  tension  break  before  it  can  become  something  real?

 My  muse  catches  your  muse’s  wrist  before  they  can  walk  away,  voice  softer  now.  “…Don’t  go."

 My  muse  closes  their  eyes,  exhaling  shakily.  “Tell  me  I’m  wrong.  Tell  me  this—whatever  this  is—doesn’t  mean  anything.”

My  muse  hesitates,  looking  down  at  their  intertwined  fingers.  “…Do  you  even  realize  what  you  do  to  me?”

My  muse  lifts  a  hand  to  your  muse’s  face  but  doesn’t  touch  them.  “…Say  the  word,  and  I’ll  stop.”

My  muse  brushes  your  muse’s  hair  away,  their  fingers  lingering.  “You…  have  no  idea  how  long  I’ve  wanted  to  do  that.”

My  muse  watches  your  muse  laugh,  something  shifting  in  their  gaze.  “…God,  I  think  I’m  in  love  with  you.”

𝐏𝐓.  𝟓:     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓     𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒   .

A  heartbeat,  a  breath,  a  hesitation(?)  then  finally,  lips  meet.

My  muse  starts  to  say  something  but  is  cut  off  as  your  muse  kisses  them  instead.

My  muse  doesn’t  think—they  just  act,  pulling  your  muse  in  before  they  can  change  their  mind.

My  muse  cups  your  muse’s  face,  pressing  their  forehead  against  theirs.  “…Are  you  sure?”

My  muse  kisses  your  muse  mid-argument,  desperate  to  stop  them  from  walking  away.

My  muse  hesitates  inches  away,  whispering,  “Tell  me  to  stop,  and  I  will.”

My  muse  pulls  away  breathlessly,  searching  your  muse’s  eyes.  “…Do  that  again.”

My  muse  kisses  your  muse  so  softly  it  almost  doesn’t  feel  real.  “…I’ve  wanted  to  do  that  forever.”

My  muse  touches  their  lips  afterward,  a  little  stunned.  “…Oh.”

𝐏𝐓.  𝟔:     𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓     𝐍𝐎𝐖   ?!

The  confession  is  out!  The  kiss  has  happened. 

My  muse  swallows,  voice  quiet.  “…So…  what  happens  now?”

My  muse  laughs  nervously,  rubbing  the  back  of  their  neck.  “So…  do  we  pretend  that  didn’t  just  happen,  or—?”

My  muse  reaches  for  your  muse’s  hand  again,  this  time  without  hesitation.

My  muse  smirks,  bumping  your  muse’s  shoulder.  “So,  uh…  was  I  any  good?”

My  muse  tilts  your  muse’s  chin  up,  searching  their  eyes.  “You’re  sure  about  this?  About  me?”

My  muse  exhales  shakily.  “I  don’t  know  what  this  means  yet,  but…  I  know  I  don’t  want  to  lose  you.”

 My  muse  kisses  your  muse  again . . . this  time,  softer.  More  certain.  “…Just  in  case  that  first  one  was  a  mistake.”

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🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  you've been my best friend for years, what made you think it would change now?  ❜ ❛  i'm always here for you if you need me.  ❜ ❛  well, that's what friends are for.  ❜ ❛  remember, i'm always just one call away.  ❜ ❛  how long have we known each other now? i know you better than you know yourself.  ❜ ❛  you're an idiot most of the time, but you're my idiot.  ❜ ❛  do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? i could use some company.  ❜ ❛  you always know how to cheer me up.  ❜ ❛  i made you your favorite food.  ❜ ❛  i know it's 2 a.m. but i really need someone to talk to. are you awake?  ❜ ❛  remember when we used to build blanket forts? let's do it again.  ❜ ❛  please come to this family dinner with me. my family already loves you and i need some neutral person there with me.  ❜ ❛  here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you.  ❜ ❛  do you remember that promise we made to each other when we were kids?  ❜ ❛  i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you mean the world to me.  ❜ ❛  i don't need advice right now, just a friend to listen.  ❜ ❛  you're the best friend one could ever ask for.  ❜ ❛  hey, umm ... thank you for being my friend.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to go through this alone. i'm here for you.  ❜ ❛  want to grab a coffee and catch up?  ❜ ❛  we may not talk every day anymore, but i still consider you my friend.  ❜ ❛  i can stay and help you finish this if you want.  ❜ ❛  you've got this. i believe in you!  ❜ ❛  how about we plan a game night this weekend?  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years?  ❜ ❛  no matter what happens, you'll always have me.  ❜ ❛  you don't have to pretend with me. i like you just the way you are.  ❜ ❛  consider it ... a little friendly competition.  ❜ ❛  thank you, you always know how to make me laugh.  ❜ ❛  i can't believe how far we've come together.  ❜ ❛  just stay put, i'll be over in a minute.  ❜ ❛  i've got us tickets for that concert/movies/exhibition you wanted to go to.  ❜ ❛  how about a road trip? just like old times ...  ❜ ❛  i really appreciate you staying in my life all these years.  ❜ ❛  i don't know what i'd do without you.  ❜ ❛  you can tell me if something is bothering you.  ❜ ❛  race you to the end of the street!  ❜ ❛  bet you can't beat me at this game. i'm a pro.  ❜ ❛  i challenge you to a cooking contest. loser has to buy dinner for the next week.  ❜ ❛  you've been such a great friend, and i just wanted to say thanks.  ❜

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*bottles up emotions* this coping shits easy

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"It's fine, I know you're just trying to help I just..." Elliot shrugged, unable to really explain- Or, rather, unwilling to really explain. "I'm fine having mates and all that, like friends-mates not mates-mates. But I ain't looking for someone who's going to keep checking up on me." It wasn't worth the hassle.

"Do you drink or were you just agreeing to try and get me on side? I really want-" need "-one right now." He smiled, hoping it was reassuring and would get him closer to sitting in a bar. "Friendship is complicated because people make it so - casual friends should be easy."

"I'm sorry. You're right. I guess it's just not every day I meet someone who doesn't look at me like an object. It has me feeling...out of my depths. I would like to be friends...but I can understand if you don't want that kind of connection either."

He tilted his head to the side.

"I can understand that for some people, having friends is difficult."

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Her steps were near-silent, though in that way someone learned from childhood to tiptoe around rather than the confident stealth of those trained to be unseen as adults. Though there was confidence there; the self-assured kind from so many hours speaking to possible patrons of the gallery. She glanced over and met his eye, an eyebrow raising with interest.

"Did something happen?" Why would he tell her? She couldn't give any answer for that, but it just felt right to ask. Shortly, two mugs of coffee were made, and one was set in front of Marc. Ella lifted her own to blow at it before taking a sip. "Or we could discuss the weather. Apparently, it's going to be declared a drought soon. Thankfully, I have no garden to water." She laughed softly.

Marc watched her as she moved. There was more complaint on the tip of his tongue, but something in the back of his mind told him to simply accept it. That something probably being Steven, if he let himself think a bit too much on it. Probably warning him to just let people in. . . Let them care because not everyone did so with foul intentions. A laugh came at the aspect of paying her. Honestly. . . "Might help a bit, yeah, if I actually did but, uh. . . no, it's fine. You can. . . do what you need to -- want to. Do what y'want to." A nod, slightly awkward as he tended to be more times than not. "No sugar s'fine. Just plain." Maybe it would kick his nerves back into gear.

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He shook her hand; the firm kind of handshake that came from having to make an impression but not purposefully imposing or crushing, he just knew people would smile at him more if he had a good handshake. What pointless knowledge to have at this point. "Yes..?" He nodded, arching one eyebrow as he wondered what else she might be assuming of him. "It's not like I can drug the book and steal your organs-" He held his hands out. "-I don't even have a cooler to transport the organs in. So, you're safe."

He tipped his head to the side as he stared at her, for the briefest moment wondering if she had some kind of magic, and then he smiled. "I'm Elliot. But I'm not sure that's how that should work - or you really are going to get kidnapped at some point. But, yeah, Elliot Frell. And you?"

She gave his hand a cautious glance before slowly accepting. Her fingers were pale and freckled as her face. Slender digits, lightly callused and stronger than they looked. Once back on her feet, Shiloh tilted her head again. Flecks of gold in her copper hair caught the grainy light shining through the dusty windows. "You want to pay for my book?" Even if he said it was a thank you, Shiloh couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Still, did she want to risk looking a gift horse in the mouth?

After a breath of thought, she gave the slightest of shrugs and slipped a pretty smirk onto her lips. "Well, I don't really accept things from strangers. Buuuut," She took a small step closer to him. Close enough that he'd likely to be able to see the impish glitter in her eyes. "If you told me your name we wouldn't be strangers anymore. Would we?"

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"You'd be amazed where I can sleep then, mate." Elliot laughed, but he knew there was little point arguing; it would just result in some slip of the tongue that would get him on the bed regardless. "Alright, alright. Fine! But I get to take us to a cafe of something for breakfast." He stated as though there was no questioning it. "Can I help make dinner too? I ain't a bad cook, so long as it's basic shit."

@curseoffrell sent “I’ll take the sofa, you take the bed.” - Elliot to Jacob

"Yeah, nice try. This thing has so many lumps in it you'll never sleep. My room's the one on the right down the hall, the bed on the far side of the room, capiche?" he said, putting his bag down and heading to the kitchen to start dinner. "You're a guest, Elliot, even if you are little tipsy. As the host it's my role to go out of my way to help you," he offered with a small smirk.

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SITTING IN SOMEONE'S LAP PROMPTS.

listen. i want to tell ye that i have infinite reasons for making this. that i've been designing this for weeks, months even. but i can't. this happened because i saw one (1) meme and aligned that with two (2) cups of coffee. either way besties, you're all getting a strangely detailed list of reasons to drop your muse into another muse's lap. you wanna switch the roles? add a [ REVERSE ] if you want your muse to be the lap that's being sat in! don't add to this list, don't claim it as your own, i'll curse all your potatoes to be soapy and sad to consume.

[ SHAVE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can carefully shave the last of the receiver's stubble from their face.

[ MAKE-UP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to get a better vantage point to apply makeup to their face.

[ SNIP-SNIP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap whilst giving them a haircut.

[ HAIR ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so that the receiver can style or just play with their hair in peace.

[ CAR ]: sender ends up sitting in the receiver's lap whilst in a very crowded car together.

[ STUMBLE ]: sender loses their balance and trips backwards, falling into the receiver's lap in the process.

[ INTIMIDATION ]: sender, in an effort to frighten the receiver by invading their personal space, sits in their lap to try and inspire discomfort or fear in them.

[ LOOK ]: sender, wanting to see something that can only really be seen from where the receiver is sitting, sits in their lap in order to see it as well.

[ HEAL ]: sender ends up in the receiver's lap trying to tend to their wounds to the best of their abilities.

[ FEAR ]: a frightened sender sits in the receiver's lap in an effort to feel some measure of safety and protection.

[ COMFORT ]: sender, after a challenging and emotionally draining experience, settles into the receiver's lap in search of a feeling of comfort.

[ ADJUST ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to fix their collar or tie or other item of clothing.

[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap with one leg on either side of their legs, straddling them effectively.

[ EMBRACE ]: sender settles in the receiver's lap to give them a long, well-deserved hug in comfort.

[ CARRY ]: sender, having been carried by the receiver for other reasons, winds up sitting in their lap once they sit down.

[ THROW ]: sender flings themselves at the receiver, so eager for a hug that they end up in their lap.

[ DROP ]: exasperated (or maybe just exhausted) the sender drops down into the receiver's lap to rest.

[ CUDDLE ]: eager for some well-earned cuddling, the sender finds it much easier for everyone involved to sit in the receiver's lap during the cuddle session.

[ MOVIE ]: while watching a movie together (and possibly being so distracted by the film that they don't realize what they're doing) the sender settles back into the receiver's lap.

[ CHAIR ]: the distinct lack of available chairs in a room results in the sender having no choice but to sit in the receiver's lap.

[ CLOSENESS ]: after having been apart for a considerable length of time, the sender sits into the receiver's lap just to be close to them.

[ PRETEND ]: in a bid to persuade others that they're in a relationship (even though they're probably not) the sender climbs into the receiver's lap to convince the on-lookers of their legitimacy.

[ LEARN ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can teach them a particular practical skill (e.g. pottery, knot-tying etc.)

[ ACCIDENT ]: the sender, unaware that the seat they're trying to claim is occupied, drops into the receiver's lap without realizing it.

[ EXHAUSTION ]: the sender, surrounded by nothing but uncomfortable places to rest in, finds a solution by sitting in the receiver's lap in order to rest and possibly sleep.

[ CHILLED ]: the sender and receiver find themselves in a particularly cold room, leading the sender to sit in the receiver's lap in order to share body heat.

[ KISS ]: the sender lowers themselves into the receiver's lap in order to kiss them properly.

[ FLIRT ]: the sender, only just beginning to explore the romantic side of a relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap in order to express their feelings clearly.

[ ROMANCE ]: the sender, in a well-established romantic relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap just because they can.

[ THRONE ]: having found the receiver sitting in their throne, the sender sits in their lap in order to symbolically and physically share the seat.

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send me    ‘ SMOOCHES! ‘    for my muse to grab yours and cover their face with lots of little kisses!

send   ‘ SMOOCHES? ‘   for your muse to do it, instead!