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Text 🌸 Bayou Sisters 🌻

Bella: I do, and I try to use it to my full advantage ☺️

Bella: Aw, you really are the best little sister ever. And the cutest! I'm so lucky to have you.

Betsy: Well, it's always good for a lady to know what tools she has available to her at all times.

Betsy: Why, that feeling is more than mutual, Miss Bella :p I'm so glad I was born to a family full of the best sisters in the whole wide world.

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TEXT 🎀 BAYOU SISTERS

Bella: Aw, that's the sweetest darn thing ever. I'll be sure to bake more than one batch of strawberry tarts

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TEXT | BENTE

Dante: Oh. I was actually teasing you, B. Good to know. I know, but I also know that she has the competition coming up and I know that she has been busy with that. Oh really? Is it just because they're spooky or did you have a bad experience with them?

Dante: ehhhhh, only because you've met me after I arrived here but I'll take it.

Dante: Im pretty sure Im not rotten inside, sure my heart might have some bruises because of how I was raised but its not completely bruised.

Betsy: Has she? Why, it seems so silly to train so hard for something that's just for fun like that! No, no, not a bad experience at all, libraries just hold so many memories inside of them, what with all those stories they have to tell inside of the books.

Betsy: Well, who you used to be doesn't matter so much if you are now is the you that you want to be.

Betsy: Why, bruises heal with time, it's not as though you have a steel rod inside of your heart :-p

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oftheoutcasts‌:

Looking at the statue currently resting in his hands and then back at the girl, he smiled. “Oh ehm it’s okay. Just not used to people wanting to watch me do these” he explained and sighed softly. “I am making an angel. I have always believed in the afterlife. I don’t like thinking that after our time on earth is over, there is just nothing. I also strongly believe that angels watched over my father when he was young. So I am making this one to him” he mused and nodded. 

Betsy felt her eyes misting up as the boy explained what he was doing. How simply beautiful, what a marvelous way to be spending his time. “I always feel like the angels are real every time we sing to them at church,” she agreed, offering him a warm smile. “When do you feel like the angels are watching over you?”

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audreytherose‌:

“I try to stay hydrated all the time, especially in the summer. Its good for the skin,” Audrey said, although she suspected the younger girl knew that from her face, still smooth and clear. “But I may have been remiss? I can’t think of another explanation, and I refuse to. Thinking unpretty thoughts leads to unpretty realties.” She took the bottle daintily and smiled at the girl, grateful for the kindness. “Oh no, I’m quite alright. Thank you, Betsy, dear,” she said, taking a few sips happily. Then she became acutely aware that she was still holding onto Betsy’s arm and felt a mass amount of guilt. Imagine feeling obligated by manners to stand alongside the woman that your man preferred. It must have been heart-breaking. “I’m sorry, am I interrupting your turn up at karaoke perhaps?” she tried, not quite wanting to lose company but not wanting to force the girl to stay around her either. She wouldn’t want to have to hang out with Mal, for example.

“Why, sugar, it’s all right to be sick every now and again, it happens to even the best of us,” Betsy encouraged, wondering if Audrey’s mentality really worked. She rarely let her mind drift to nasty things, too, but she supposed it was Auntie Tia’s influence that had reared her to be a bit more realistic at times than her mama was. “But I’ll be hoping that you aren’t, I’m sure you have all sorts of summer plans still to come that you’d hate to be missing.” Audrey’s life seemed so perfect to Betsy as an onlooker, but perhaps there wasn’t so much to be jealous of as she’d originally thought. Standing here with her, she felt just like any normal person, albeit a beautiful, poised, and extremely talented person, and Betsy wondered if maybe life hadn’t thrown this moment at her as a way of reminding her that she was all right, and things were only going to keep getting better in this world after Chad and the glitz and glamour of dating a prince. “Oh, no, karaoke’s not usually for me. I’d much rather cheer everyone else on than take the stage myself, singing was never my pageant talent,” she admitted, then wondered if perhaps that was Audrey’s way of trying to get rid of her. “But if there’s someone else you’d like me to go fetch to help take care of you, I can certainly do that,” she added, just in case.

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# for Betsy

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone:

Betsy the Bestie ( @betsylabouff )

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone:

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone:

“Girl on Fire” by Alicia Keys

- my muse’s last text to your muse:

[text] I’m still not quite over that Bachelorette finale! I know Becca seemed happy, but gosh, I’m not entirely convinced she didn’t pick the wrong man! I was rooting for the runner-up since day one. If it weren’t for my parents, I wouldn’t believe in soul mates anymore.

send me ”#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses

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Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

Why, I can’t sleep without them, as a matter of fact!

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I must confess that I was hanging onto every word of this, wondering who such a wonderful girl could be and how she couldn’t see just how wonderful you were too, but I... got to the last bit and it sounds ever so familiar. And I might be being just a little bit too presumptuous here with my guess, but I just... well, don’t I feel silly for not realizing. And my goodness, if you don’t mean me, then please, please feel free to ignore all of that, but if you do mean me then, well, I can’t imagine it was very fun to see me with that other guy, but can I just say that I don’t regret it one bit, because if I hadn’t taken the time to see just how awful he really is, I’m not so sure I would fully appreciate just how wonderful you are instead? And I don’t know much about game overs and all of those video game things you boys are always talking about, but is there any way those sorts of things have ‘continues’ instead? 

Describe someone you have (or have had) romantic feelings for.

For the record I hate this question, it’s like letting all of Auradon play a giant game of Guess Who? with my love life. But I’ll answer it because I don’t really have much more to lose.

So I had a crush on this girl for literally years. When we were younger it was basically just that she was pretty and nice to me - a thing that girls were typically not in high school. But as I grew up, I kind of realized that she complimented me perfectly. I live in my head, I’m always worrying about what to do or how to do it or about my latest gadget. I don’t take risks, I don’t do well in social situations, and I definitely don’t know how to process my own feelings.

And she’s just all heart. Like the kindest person you’ll ever meet in the world, always happy to offer up a reassuring smile or comment or just try and cheer you up when you’re having a bad day. And I thought maybe everything was going great, we made plans to get pizza and I really thought it was a date. But then she cancelled to hang out with this other guy.

And I really thought it was Game Over. Still kind of do, but I thought my feelings were gone. But they aren’t. They kind of reawakened recently and I realized I was being kind of a dick by dating someone else who didn’t make me feel just…the most of everything? So now I’m single again, still hopeless, and my ex probably hates me. It’s been really fun, but really I mean terrible.

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Now why on God’s green earth would I ever think a wedding to you would be a mistake?

Bed, wed, behead: Riley, Dizzy, Betsy

Bed: @rilespan, at least we’ve done something so it’s less awkward.

Wed: @betsylabouff seems like she’d have a killer wedding planned, sorry she has to waste it on me.

Behead: @dizzysdesigns, sorry!

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crazyyoungmaurice‌:

Mo was glad that he could make Betsy happy, if nothing else. He hated seeing her sad more than anything in the world, so strongly that he still kind of wanted to punch Chad in the face whenever his name came up. And Betsy really did have the most beautiful smile in the world, even now when it looked like she might cry again a little. But it looked like maybe it was happy tears, so maybe that was okay? He just really didn’t want to upset her more. That was why he could never tell her how he felt about her, after all. It wasn’t like she could afford to lose someone else she was close to when she inevitably rejected him. “I’m glad you think so,” He blushed, trying not to take Betsy’s southern kindness to heart too much. She was always so good at saying nice things but she never meant them the way he wished she did. “The Ferris wheel?” His ears perked up. Betsy of all people had to know that the Ferris wheel was the epitome of romantic carnival rides given the way she loved love. Why was she asking him? Did she actually maybe like him? Had he been that stupid all along? “Are you sure you don’t want to save that for your next boyfriend?”

Betsy found her cheeks blushing something furious at his question. Why, she’d be a liar if she said that her friends and family hadn’t started to plant the idea in her head before today that mayhaps she should be looking at Mo as more than just a friend. And she had to admit that as she drifted off to sleep each night, she might have imagined it a little bit, instead of her usual counting of sheep. But the little thoughts that had been planted and had been starting to sprout all on their own felt like they were in full bloom today; like suddenly, those tiny little feelings that she’d been considering but not really because he had Riley and certainly it was all in her family’s imagination were suddenly beautiful, fully-blossomed flowers, filling every inch of the garden in her heart. “Well, if it’s not too bold of me to say so, I might have been hoping that that next boyfriend of mine might be you.” 

We’re One Mistake From Being Together | Bemo

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Who do you think made a really cute couple under the love spell? Who do you think should never, ever be together?

This might be just a little bit selfish on my part, but well, I must say I thoroughly enjoyed spending my day with @crazyyoungmaurice. Now that he doesn’t have a girlfriend anymore, it wouldn’t make me a monster to say it’s not hard to imagine things being just a little bit more like that without a spell involved, does it? He’s really been the only person who’s known how to make me smile the past couple of months, even when I’m not so very sure he’s even trying. 

But aside from all that, well... I don’t know who the terrible couples involved in this were. The unrequited ones, I suppose. It’s mighty hard to hold your head high when someone you think you love doesn’t love you back.

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Bed, wed, behead: Mo, Skylark, Gaston Jr

Why, thank you for giving me the chance to talk about three individuals that I don’t get asked about all too often.

Bed: @skylarkbell, as he’s got quite the reputation for knowing how to treat a lady with respect.

Wed: @crazyyoungmaurice, as he’s the only one who really knows how to make this girl happy as can be, even when it feels like there’s nothing to be happy about ever again.

Behead: @gastonthejr, who seems to be lacking a bit in manners. 

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audreytherose‌:

In all her concern’s about not looking weak in front of Betsy, Audrey hadn’t really considered if Betsy liked her or not. The idea of someone not liking Audrey felt ridiculous, even if she knew to some extent that some people did. It must have been jealously and poor Betsy was surely entitled to her share of jealousy, but the strangeness in her voice at the word ‘sugar’ didn’t matter as much as the fact that she was being helpful.

“You’re too kind,” she let out as they made their way to the water stand, slowly but surely. Audrey was grateful for the pace, as her head was still spinning. She pursed her lips at the question, not having considered it herself until now. “No, actually. It’s a bit peculiar. I’ve always romanticized the idea of swooning, but having it actually almost happen is something else. You don’t think I’m sick, do you?” she asked, suddenly horrified at the idea.

Betsy smiled sweetly in response, not sure what words to say that wouldn’t sound like false platitudes. She certainly forced politeness at times, but with Audrey it was so much harder. She was worried that every word she said would be judged, or analyzed, or criticized, and she opted for silence instead. “Well, mayhaps the water will help, then. Have you had very much of it today? It’s quite warm out here,” Betsy pointed out, breathing a sigh of relief as they reached the stand and she helped usher Audrey towards something she could lean on while Betsy fetched her water. She came back over to her slowly, uncapping it and holding out to her. “Are you all right to drink it on your own?” she asked, dread filling her at the idea of having to actually tip it into the girl’s mouth.

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audreytherose‌:

Audrey felt light in her head and heavy on her feet as she looked up at her saviour with the most charming, apologetic smile that she could. It froze on her face a little at the sight of who it was, but that was unfair. Betsy was a nice girl - cultured, polite, very nearly a princess. It wasn’t her fault she possessed the good taste to have been interested in Chad, or that Audrey had rejected his advances. Right now, all she wanted to do was just make sure she didn’t faint in front of this girl. How embarrassing that would be! 

Though at least she appreciated that Betsy recognized her star power. She nodded at the idea that glasses of water were likely coming her way - that gave her a little bit of strength. “I could certainly,” she said with as much power in her voice as she could muster, though it sounded quieter than usual. “Perhaps with some assistance, if you wouldn’t mind. Forgive me, I don’t feel quite myself.”

Betsy could feel the tension in the air as Audrey recognized her face, though she couldn’t for the life of her understand why. Had Chad instructed everyone he was close to to hate Betsy, purely because she had the misfortune of being his ex-girlfriend? She’d tried so hard to make sure everyone appreciated Chad for his own merits and didn’t judge them on their failed relationship, but the way Audrey looked at her, Betsy felt like perhaps he hadn’t extended her the same courtesy in return.

Or maybe the other girl really did just feel that sick. She looked a bit queasy, and Betsy tried to ignore her worries that Audrey was angry or disliked her, somehow. “That’s quite all right, sugar,” Betsy said, her normal nickname for people sounding strained on her lips. “I’ve got you, we’re almost there,” she encouraged, taking the smallest of baby steps in the direction of the water stand, practically holding her breath as they waded forward. “Does this happen to you very often? The lightheadedness and all that”

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audreytherose‌:

Audrey held out the last note of Total Eclipse of the Heart as long as she could, and by the time she was done and the music had ended, she couldn’t help but smile. She’d always had an excellent voice, she knew, but it took exceptional talent to excel at such a classic, and she hurried off the stage after a little curtsy, letting the applause wash over her. Westerly karaoke was definitely an event.

On her way down from the stage, she found herself panting, which was odd. Then again, she had just sang and performed her way through a really laborious number, and it was incredibly hot outside. She almost swooned, grabbing the arm of the person nearest to her without looking. “I’m so sorry,” Audrey mumbled, not her usual articulate self. “Do you think you could, um, bring me water please? I feel like I’m about to swoon. I guess I really must have left my all on that stage. Did you see me?” she asked, weak but excited. 

Although the months since the wedding had helped Betsy to forget why she’d ever been so enamored with Chad Charming, one thing was much harder to forget -- that she simply couldn’t compete with Audrey Rose. Though she hated to pit herself against other women, it was hard not to wonder what it was that she was missing, what it was that was so terrible about Betsy that she was so unloveable in comparison to the girl she’d just watched on stage. But her presence, her beauty, her grace... Betsy supposed she could understand. And she supposed she could allow herself to be envious of another woman, just this one time. Just until she found a way to appreciate all the things she herself had to offer again someday.

She’d never meant to linger so close to Audrey’s exit from the stage, but she’d been simply transfixed by her performance, and the next thing she knew, the last person that she knew how to talk to in this world, save maybe the Charmings, was suddenly hanging onto her arm. “Why, I believe everyone saw you,” Betsy replied, letting the girl use her for support and arching an eyebrow at her in concern. “And I’m sure there are about ten drinks coming your way right this very moment, but just in case there are not, do you suppose you could walk a few feet? Or do we need to get you seated and have me go bring you some water instead?”

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Besides, it’s Millwood. Sometimes people just get punched.