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I HAVE MOVED GWYN TO MY MULTIMUSE TO MAKE IT EASIER TO KEEP HER ACTIVE SO HMU OVER THERE IF YOU STILL WANT TO INTERACT!

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#a goddess (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･

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Pain does kill you. It kills a version of you that you do not need anymore, to birth a more powerful you from its terrible flames. How else did you think your phoenix wings grew?

Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

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" I was merely borrowing it! " // from athena

Ever After (1998) Roleplay Starter Sentences

“ and now you may keep it! honestly, athena, have you seen my wardrobe? i have hundreds of dresses. and it suits you much better than me anyway, it would be a crime not to give it to you. ” gwyn was notorious for giving away her own belongings to anyone close to her: maids, family, friends…. especially if they needed it or if it gave them joy. she had so much of everything, why should she not share her abundance with others? it wasn’t as if it was a loss to her. “ and it is neutral enough to wear at cair paravel as well! ”

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open starter

“ it is the death anniversary of my parents. the sadness never quite goes away no matter how many years it has been, but it’s always a little worse on this day. ” gwyn had loved her parents dearly and still did, often finding herself wishing they had lived to see her and all she had become, had accomplished. there hadn’t been a lack of love in her life as her uncle and aunt had taken her in immediately, had always treated and loved her as if she were their own child. 

but the loss of parents at the age of nine left a hole that never seemed able to be completely filled. “ they were brilliant, kind people. everyone who met them instantly loved them. ”

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Ever After (1998) Roleplay Starter Sentences

Change pronouns and titles, adapt dialect accordingly.  Especially suitable for royalty/fairy tale/period AUs.

A sapling cannot grow in the shadow of a mighty oak.

I was merely borrowing it!

Speak of this to no one and I shall be lenient.

A lady of breeding ought never to raise her voice any louder than the gentle hum of a whispering wind.

Do not speak unless you can improve the silence.

I was not shrill, I was resonant.

I very much doubt your style of resonance would be permitted in the royal court.

Darling, nothing is final until you’re dead and even then I’m sure God negotiates.

This is our home and I will not see it fall apart.

I trust you slept well.

Why don’t you sleep with the pigs, _____, if you insist on smelling like one.

Your appearance does reflect a certain crudeness, my dear. What can I do to make you try?

I do wish to please you. Sometimes I sit on my own and try to think of what else I could do, how I should act-

After all that I do, after all that I’ve done, it’s never enough.

Have you lost your marbles?

Do you know what the punishment is for servants to dress above their station? Five days in the stocks!

Me? Pretend to be a courtier? Prancing around like some nobleman, why I’ve never even been to the royal court, and neither have you.

They’ll never buy it, you are too sweet.

Now, don’t you dare laugh, I’m coming out.

Nobody will be looking at your feet.

Yards of fabric and I still feel naked.

If you’re going to be a noblewoman, you must play the part.

I suppose it’s because I lack conviction. You seem to have it in spades.

I demand that you release him at once, or I shall take this matter to the king.

— You ill-mannered tub of guts!

You dare raise your voice to a lady, sir?

A servant is not a thief your highness, and those who are cannot help themselves.

If you suffer your people to be ill-educated and their manners corrupted from infancy and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed to them, what else is to be concluded, sire, but that you first make thieves and then punish them?

Are you coy on purpose or do you honestly refuse to tell me your name?

I confess the plight of the everyday rustics bores me.

I gather you do not converse with many peasants.

Am I to understand that you find me arrogant?

Darling, he’s royalty, they’re born like that.

Well then I suppose the penalty for being wealthy is that you have to live with the rich.

Do you really think there’s only one perfect mate? Well, then how can you be certain to find them? And if you do find them are they really the one for you or do you only think they are and what happens if the person you’re supposed to be with never appears or she does, but you’re too distracted to notice.

And is everything just chance or were some things meant to be?

You cannot leave everything to fate, _____. She’s got a lot to do. Sometimes you must give her a hand.

You are trying to bait me with your snobbery.

I’m afraid,_____, that you are a walking contradiction and I find that rather fascinating.

You spout the ideals of a utopian society and yet you live the life of a courtier.

And you own all the land there is and yet you take no pride in working it. Is that not also a contradiction?

First I’m arrogant and now I have no pride, however do I manage that?

You have everything and still the world holds no joy and yet you insist on making fun of those who would see it for its possibilities.

Why do you like irritate me so?

Forgive me, your highness. I’ve lost track of the hour.

Your highness, what an unexpected surprise!

It is not fair sire, you have found my weakness but I have yet to learn yours.

In all my years of study, not one tutor demonstrated the passion you have shown me in the last two days.

You have more conviction in one memory than I have in my entire being.

Well this is terribly embarrassing.

Honestly, your highness, where’s your sense of adventure?

You would think I would know the way to my own castle.

And I still can’t believe that I’m down here while you’re up there and in your undergarments no less.

You will give me back my dress, sir!

I insist you return my things at once and since you deprive me of my escort I demand a horse as well.

You can have anything you can carry.

You are reading my thoughts, my lord.

To be so defined by your position, to never be seen as who you are but as what you are. You have no idea how insufferable that is.

They’re defined by their status just as your title defines you, yet it is not who they are.

You have been born to privilege and with that comes specific obligations.

I am sorry, my mouth has run away with me again.

Why you lazy little leech!

There was a bee.

I fear that I am not myself today.

I feel as if my skin is the only thing keeping me from going everywhere at once. 

I cannot stay long but I had to see you. There is much to say.

I used to think that if I cared about anything I’d have to care about everything and I’d go stark raving mad.

Why did you have to be so wonderful?

Last night was the happiest night of my life.

Why it’s almost as absurd as a prince who spends his days with a servant that sleeps with pigs.

What bothers you more, _____, that I am common or that I am competition?

Yes, I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door!

We must get you ready for the ball!

A bird may love a fish, _____, but where would they live?

Just breathe.

Do not address me so informal.

I was born to privilege and with that comes specific obligations.

I know that a life without love is no life at all.

And love without trust, what of that?

I am but a servant to my crown and I have made my decision. I will not yield!

Men are so fickle aren’t they?

Well my, my, my aren’t we feisty today?

Was there a time even in its smallest measurement, that you loved me at all?

How can anyone love a pebble in their shoe?

Oh, I do so hate to see you in irons. I’d remove them if only you’d promise not to run away again.

I belong to no one, least of all you.

I had a horse like you once. Magnificent creature. Stubborn just like you, willful to a fault, it too just needed to be broken in.

You will maintain your distance, sir.

Oh you didn’t say please.

I could hang you for this.

I do love your spirit.

My father was an expert swordsman, _____. He taught me well. Now hand me that key or I swear on his grave I will slit you from navel to nose.

I uh, I came to rescue you.

Perhaps you would be so kind as to help me find the owner of this rather remarkable shoe.

Choose your words wisely Madam, for they may be your last.

How dare you turn on me you little ingrate!

I’m only here for the food.

I want you to know that I will forget you after this moment and never think of you again. But you I am quite certain will think about me ever single day for the rest of your life.

How dare you speak to me that way, I’m of noble blood!

You sir, are supposed to be charming.

And we, princess, are supposed to live happily ever after.

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“We really don’t know what we’re doing.” // from peridan!!

idk which meme

what to do, what to say? never in a million years was this supposed to happen, thousands of prayers had been uttered to thank aslan for sparing them from this fate, from this burden. and now it was exactly what was bestowed upon them with no way to refuse and the only option to accept. they were supposed to remain lord and lady chippingford, live a peaceful and comfortable life and raise their children without any pressure bestowed upon them. they were supposed to continue as respected members at the narnian court, treasured friends of the kings and queens.

perhaps it was silly of her to tear up, to mourn the life they would never have again but how could she not? how could she not long for the simplicity to rudely taken from them? “ no, dearest, we know what we’re doing. ” her words were whispered as her hand gently cupped his cheek, stroking it with her thumb. what a mess everything turned out to be. “ we merely do not want to do it..... but we must. until they are found, we must sacrifice our own desires for the good of narnia. ” there was another search party set to happen in a fortnight, in which gwyn would participate. she wouldn’t stop until she found their beloved friends, their monarchs; no one just disappeared like this, there had to be foul play.

“ take a break. let us go to the children, spend time with them. you did promise to continue that story. ” let them pretend for a while that everything is as it used to be. if only for a few hours, for a few minutes, however long they could afford.

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edit/aesthetic: the death of duchess gwyneira snowborn, princess of archenland   (mutuals may reblog !! not for personal blogs !! )

 - the chronicles of narnian history describe the death of blessed gwyn of archenland in a most heartbroken fashion, with many a lament in her name. a dear friend of the vanished kings and queen of narnia, it is vividly told that she refused to accept the sudden and suspicious disappearance of the monarchs and feared that they had been taken by hostiles though no specific blame was ever uttered. accounts all speak of her grand efforts to find them, spending most of her time on the matter for the next five years after the kings and queens disappeared.

in these dark ages, her kindness and dedication to narnia made her more popular than she already was amongst the narnians. this explains the extreme grief that swept through the nation when word reached the population that gwyneira had met a most unfortunate fate whilst out on another search, as her horse had been startled by something - most accounts speak of a snake in the grass - and threw her off its back. this resulted in a severe head and spine trauma, making it difficult for her to be moved back to cair paravel.

no help could be given to her, the damage done by the fall too severe to be healed again. she only lived for a couple days after being brought to cair paravel, in relative ease as most her pain wouldn’t be able to be felt due to her fractured spine. her last breath was drawn at the dawn of the fourth day and is reported the last thing she spoke were ‘do you not think it an incredibly beautiful day?’ at seeing the sunrise from her window. 

her death was mourned throughout narnia and archenland, and her body was buried in the little chapel right on the borders of narnia and archenland, as stated in her will. a great deal of her money she left to several different charities, half her jewels distributed under her ladies-in-waiting and personal maid. her duchy (ingvard) she left to the crown. her funeral procession was of a most grand size, and the enormous amount of people attending her funeral was the greatest proof that gwyneira snowborn had done much good in her life, and that her death was a loss that pushed narnia further into the dark ages.

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Lady Sybil [1 / ?]

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Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.

a shy kiss. 

a forehead kiss.

a cheek kiss.

a nuzzle kiss.

a neck kiss.

a hand kiss. 

a hug + kiss combo. 

a dying kiss. 

a bleeding / bloody kiss. 

an assertive kiss. 

a nonchalant / uninterested kiss. 

a kiss to your muse’s shoes. 

a blown kiss. 

a sad / crying kiss. 

a quick kiss. 

a happy kiss.

a teasing / sensual kiss. 

a platonic kiss. 

a clumsy kiss

a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )

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Autumn princess | guineverevines

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“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.” 

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     Gwyn’s excitement in the entire situation was something that easily placed a smile onto the Lady’s lips.  Of course, Athena’s foreign escapades weren’t often and the fact that she had a more than willing friend  (  as she was sure Gywn would soon be  )  to aid her in an unknown land caused happiness to bubble.  “ I’m sure the Kings and Queens would understand.  They owe the two of us more days-off than I can count, ”  she admitted, laughter rolling from her tongue.  Despite how much she enjoyed serving the Narnian court, it was rare that she got a day alone to spend it how she wished.  Of course, evenings were a possibility to pursue hobbies and relax, but, with the situation in Ettinsmoor that clouded Cair Paravel with thoughts of war, she, the High King and King Edmund had spent most nights deliberating over the strategy table. It was exhausting, most certainly.  After a long evening hunched over reports and maps, she’d have been lucky to catch three hours sleep  —  throwing any free time out of the window entirely.  Now that she found herself in Archenland, Athena expected a little respite to come her way, although she was sure to be kept busy with alliance meetings and what-not.  Thankfully, it seemed like her company was more than just adequate. 

     The chuckling upon her lips persisted.  “ And, dear Aslan, a ball…  I think I can speak for the both of us in confessing that it would be a pleasure to attend.  Though, I must warn you: I am a far better dancer than my brother. ”

more days-off meant more opportunities to lure the siblings to archenland and to her own little court in ingvard, which was quite enough to make her smile grow even bigger and brighter. it wasn’t often she looked forward to entertaining people herself, it was usually more something done out of duty than out of genuine desire to do so but now the excitement was overflowing and no doubt very noticeable. 

“ than you find yourself an unfortunate soul, for i am no doubt the worse dancer you have ever encountered. i fear you will look dreadfully bad dancing with me, whereas your brother no doubt looks a good dancer when dancing with me as i am definitely worse than him. ” it was the illness of her bones, it made her stiff and more often than not caused trouble during anything remotely fun. it was a real shame because gwyn truly loved dancing but her limitations in it made her reluctant to do it more than the two times that were the social norm. though sometimes she simply had so much fun, she even forgot she was bad at it. it was a lot of fun the last time she danced with peridan, she was certain it would be just as much fun dancing with athena. “ we ought to practice later, i might just be not such a disaster if we do so. but first i shall see you to your quarters: i hope you like them, i prepared it. they like to leave everything related to narnian guests to me. ”

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     Lips pursing in a flattered grin, Peridan took to her arm again, his fingers tugging at his blazer to avoid the cuff catching on her dress.  The admission of him being a valued friend caused nothing but warmth to enter his heart.  Though he was raised to serve and follow orders, the moment of another treating him as something more than just a King’s Guard sentences him into endearment.  Surely, she was too kind?  How could he have made someone feel blessed in his presence?  Nothing quite made sense in his traditional, rational mind.  “ I hope you know that your compliments are graciously returned, ”  he replied, unsure whether the laughter surfacing from his throat was that of elation or nervousness.  Whatever it was, it prompted a shy redness to emerge on his expression.  Sentiments of such a kind nature were not something he had grow used to over his lifetime.  Yet once a chuckle escaped under his watch and slid from his tongue, he confessed to himself, finally, that he was being a fool for acting in such a way in response.

    He switched his head to look at the Princess properly, watching thoughts play in her eyes.  “ I can’t wait to spend more time with you. ”  A corner of his lips raised, almost to create a similar appearance to a smirk.  However, there was no mischief in his words; simply fondness and truth, of which he found easy to reveal to her  —  not as if he was putting any effort into saying at all.  The confession came naturally.  “ Perhaps then we can talk without all of this  — ”  A gesture proclaimed vaguely with his spare hand in front of him, scanning over the gardens of Cair Paravel and the noise the ballroom omitted beside it.  “ No matter how much I love this country, I am always treated as an Earl; as a Commander; even as the Prince I once was.  You treat me like I am just Peridan without the Old Dynasty hanging upon my past…  I really do appreciate it. ”

“ well that’s who you are, are you not? just peridan. you are so much more than royal. ” gwyn supposed plenty people might find her view a rather simple, and even childish, one but one made the world as complicated as they wanted. and there were plenty outside factors who made things complicated without adding to it oneself. just imagining how dreadful this relationship between them would be if they actually treated eachother according to the decorum and rules society had laid down made her shiver: it was nice having a break from people tiptoeing around her, from the ‘princess’ and ‘your royal highness’ as well as the strain such things put on potential connections. she was more than the blood flowing through her veins or the title and tiara on her head. the same went for him, there was a lot more to peridan than the old dynasty running through his veins.

smiling as her hand gently patted his arm, unable to help the pleased look from just thinking about some peace and quality time ( mostly ) without constant interruption ( she did have duties to fulfill in anvard and ingvard after all ). “ you are lucky it is so crowded tonight and that no one pays attention, i fear everyone at anvard and ingvard will be very interested in you. i’m dissapointingly private, you see, so anyone new i bring along is of immediate interest to the people. but i’m confident they’ll like you. ” besides, her family certainly would like him and if they accepted him, surely everyone else would follow.

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   BRAVE GIRL! - people never say that to a lucky person, do they?

                 PRIVATE & (S)LOW ACTIVITY LUCY PEVENSIE

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i’ll be getting to drafts and memes tomorrow,  so like this if you’d like a starter when i’m done with that!

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Miss Elizabeth Bennet | Pride and Prejudice 1995