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killer queen // sheer heart attack

— “she’s a killer queen, gunpowder gelatine, dynamite with a laser beam, guaranteed to blow your mind” —

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✋ a former friend

Serens group of friend back home has become extremely tight knit and there’s one person to thank for that, ‘Aerona fucking Grier’. The girl was a part of Serens circle until she attempted to sell secrets about the princess and her family to the press. The families advisor had suspicions about the girl and managed to intercept her before she could spill. After that Seren swore off accepting new people and this has contributed to her being colder than she was before.

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🔪 a time they felt betrayed

🔪 a time they felt betrayed !

When Seren was younger, both her and her best friend at the time snuck out and went to a party they were forbidden from going to. They thought they had gotten away with it too, until one of her older sisters caught them sneaking back in and sold them out. As a topper, the friend pinned it all on Seren and she was appalled ( even though she was planning to do the same to her friend).

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A former lover !

Seren doesn’t have many people that she considers “lovers”, but the one that still resonates with her to this day is Sasha. They’re relationship was one that Seren had always wanted, but the weight of her lies caused her to run when things got to serious. Sasha never knew that she was royalty until they ran into each other recently and Seren hopes that they may be able to reconcile, even if its on a friendly basis.

 ( @sasha-volkov )

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@sasha-volkov​

Ordinary days seemed to be a common occurrence since Seren arrived. Every now and again, she'd find a little trouble to get into but she hadn't been there long enough to know what she could get away with. That left her walking the corridors, looking for anything that could entertain her bored mind and the aroma of fresh baked pastries kept her walking towards the direction they came from. There was no use in having anyone get them for her, she was already so close to the source that she could practically taste her favorite blueberry muffins and wasted no time entering the kitchen.

Maybe she should have. Then she might have had some time to prepare what she was going to say to Sasha. It had been years since they'd been together in Paris and Seren could hardly believe that she was standing face to face with one of the only people she'd ever felt anything for. It might have been a happier reunion had she not lied about her status as royalty. To anyone else, she would have flaunted it without a care, but she feared it would turn Sasha off and something about her made Seren want to spend every moment she could with her. The feeling was present now, even after the time spent apart and she couldn't help the small smile that formed on her lips. "That couldn't be ma minette." The nickname was one she could barely get away with during their time together, but she used it to test the waters with the beauty. "I should have known by the food. You always made the best chouquettes."

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--- ☆ Madlena

Busted. The moment Seren had outed Madlena for keeping to herself in a corner, she knew this was going to be a long night…longer than imagined at least. Now there was something to hold over her. To poke and prod at until the Croatian either made a fool of herself with some drunken attempt at a comeback or snapped…probably both. “No champagne.” Madlena was quick to correct with a quick gesture to her left at the man who sat a few seats down sipping some sort of concoction out of a glass through a straw. “Something stronger, like that.” And stronger it was. Try three different types of alcohol where the taste was concealed by copious amounts of simple syrup and juice. Apparently a Khatanga staple, created right there in the village. The majority vodka should have been a dead giveaway. 

“If the dress got any tighter I’d see you at confessions on Sunday.” The quip came just as the drink arrived. Greedily Madlena took the beverage in her grasp and began to sip at the dark colored liquid that produced a rather contorted expression on her face. It was an interesting drink. The sort that she was grateful for at this moment because memory of this..of the cheap attempt at sultry brunette would be soon forgotten. “What my doctor and Mateo think is none of your concern.” And what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. Madlena’s green eyes narrowed slightly as she peered over at Seren. This was her dirty little secret now and of all people she had to rely on the Welsh princess to keep hush, hush. “It’s not a secret. Just like how you keep trying to get that man’s attention.” She noted in reference to a tall brunette with curly hair and a hooked nose. Now of course, he was staring. Like some sort of scene out of a film, his back pressed against a wall, a cigarette in one hand and his hazy gaze staring at Seren’s backside. She was the one putting it on full display. “Maybe you should try a little harder.” And so the princess fell silent as she continued to sip at her drink aiming to get at least half of the contents downed before another minute passed. 

Blue eyes widened in surprise when Madlena refused the champagne. It seemed like she was finally stepping out of her little comfort zone and Seren knew she'd enjoy watching her attempt to make it through whatever she'd chosen at random. The thought amused her almost as much as her comment about confessions, so much so that it elicited a genuine laugh from the Welsh princess. "Oh Mads, you'd never, and I mean never, see me at confessions. I thought you knew, my skin starts to burn the second I step foot over the threshold." It was clearly a joke, but it might as well have been true. She was never one for religion and she made that evident by skipping any mass she wasn't required by law to attend. What good would adding 'church mouse' to her long list of alias' do for her reputation anyway?

"You're one of my dearest friends, of course it's my concern. I have to keep an eye on you, looks like your little puppy dog took the night off so someone has to." Reference was made to her lady-in-waiting, causing her to remember the current bet she had going on with the Swedish prince. She had to keep that as quiet as possible so she was quick to change the topic when the man ogling her was brought to her attention as if she didn't already know. "I don't have to try. I've had his attention since I walked in. I'm just not approaching anyone who doesn't have the spine to do more than stare at my ass and smoke." Her gaze stayed on the other brunette, watching as she tried to choke down whatever it was that was in her cup. "That looks disgusting… I want one." The demand was made to the man that had made Madlenas, "You shouldn't be the only one having all the fun. And maybe, if you're lucky, I'll be willing to divert some of the lone wolfs attention your way. What do you say?"

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uncomfortably nosy questions send one of the following emojis for my muse to talk about

👻 something they’re afraid of

👹 someone they’re afraid of

😳 an embarassing moment

💔 a former lover

✋ a former friend

🚑 a bad injury

💀 a near death experience

🔪 a time they felt betrayed

🗡️ a time they hurt someone

🤡 a nightmare

💭 their weirdest dream

😔 something they’d change about themselves

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Autumn Inspired Ask Meme

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Katherine Langford nuevas imágenes para campaña de L'Oréal Paris

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Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards

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“what motivates you?”

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my muse has discovered your muse has a photo of them on their phone,   send in    ‘ ✿ ’     for my muses response to see this.

bonus if the type of photo taken is described  ;    a photo of them smiling?   sleeping soundly?   

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send TXT plus one of the following emojisfor my muse to send a text message to yours!

🌞 for a morning text

🌜 for a late night text 

💟 for a loving text

🍹 for a drunk text

💢 for an angry text 

🤭 for an awkward text 

🌀 for a wrong number text 

👼 for an apology text

🌧️ for an emotional text  

👻 for a scared text

🤡 for a silly text

🤔 for a nonsensical text 

👀 for a nsfw text 

❓ for me to chose randomly

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--- ☆ William

She wasn’t one of the first to be surprised by how quiet the village was at this hour. Compared to other cities he had lived in, it didn’t get all that hectic here, even on the weekends. They were pretty cut off, unsurprisingly since you had all the royalty hiding out around here. He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “You have all the royals here, you think they would stick you next to a large city where you would be around large hoards of people?” He rose an eyebrow, an amused smile on his lips. “Oh, well you wouldn’t be the first to attempt to avoid me, dislike of doctors seems to be a really common theme.” He joked, though it didn’t really phase him. “I also wouldn’t say I’m the one to know all about the fun, I just enjoy coming out here for drinks now and again.” He explained. “I’ll never turn down a drink however I’m not sure I can take all the credit for you showing up alive either.” 

The roll of the eyes she gave was a symbol of defeat. He was right. They were trying to "protect" them from harm and what better place than this hole in wall. She'd never be seen by anyone there and that was exactly what they wanted. The action was quickly followed by a smile and an accompanying chuckle. "You can't blame me. I'm not exactly every doctors dream patient, so when I go I'm prepared for a full lecture." She motioned for the bartender to come by once more and ordered a refill of whatever he had been drinking. "Oh you absolutely cannot. I've been skating on thin since I could walk, so the credit goes to me without question. You just made sure I was functioning properly and that deserves a thank you. I’m am curious about something, though. What made you want to become the one person everyone dreads seeing? I mean the money must be fabulous, so there’s really no question there.”

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--- ☆ Mia

The opening of her door had Emilia turning away from where she sat at her vanity, finishing brushing her hair. It almost didn’t surprise her that her cousin had barged in without any sort of warning and certainly without any sort of invitation. She let out a short sigh as she listened to her cousin’s ranting, almost unsure of what to say. Focusing on the shirt, she shrugged her shoulders. “You could say word to your parents that you need replacement buttons. It’ll just take a few days for the email to go through,” she suggested, offering Seren a smile. “Or just don’t wear it until you get home?”

So optimistic her cousin was. Much more than Seren, who wasn't satisfied by either suggestion. There was no waiting for the brunette who was given everything the moment she wanted it, only instant gratification but that wouldn't be happening this time around. "Who knows when that will be." She let out a huff and clutched the shirt to her chest. "Were you given a time for how long we'll be here? It feels like I've been sentenced to jail time." There were many occasions where she very well should have and maybe this was her cosmic punishment for her wrongdoings. "I could really use a nice espresso to even me out. Want to come with?"

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◎ @widcwed-rasa taking care of them while ill !

"I'm certain this isn't what you expected this Sunday." The words pushed through a coarse throat, followed by a dry cough that Seren covered with her elbow. It had been a while since she'd felt this sick. Perhaps it was the change in weather. That would be the logical response but she chalked it up to being allergic to the people and places that surrounded her. "This place is actually making me sick. My body is shutting down." Dramatic. Seren's default emotion seeped into everything she said and she was lucky that Rasa was already quite used to her complaints. If it weren't for her stopping by, Seren would have been left to nurse the illness on her own and besides the gratitude she showed to her father, Rasa was the only other one to see that side of her. "We can still have our chat if you can deal with me sounding like I smoke 8 packs a day." The chuckle hurt nearly as much as the talking did but she was still more than willing to hold a conversation. Talking candidly with anyone else seemed like too much for her and she couldn't miss the weekly one on one with the Lithuanian.

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♒( madlena. )

♒ @madlenakovacic lying !

It was cute watching Madlena scramble to find an answer to the brunnettes question. It was a simple one too. 'Did you take my Birkin bag?' Now had she fessed up in the first place, the repetition would have been unnecessary. They took things from each other one more than one occasion, but the worth of said handbag was enough to make Seren confront the Croatian. It was the bold attempt to steer from the truth that set a smirk on Seren's face. She was far from mad, more amused than anything and she loved watching her frenemy squirm. "The only thing worth more than that bag is me, so when its out of my sight I like to know that its being treated well. They're like my babies." Madlena already knew that, as well as everyone else. Seren valued her possessions almost as much as she valued her looks and that was saying a lot for the Welsh princess.

"All you have to do is say, 'Yes, Seren. I took one of your most prized possessions and I fully intend to bring her back in pristine condition.' Its really quite easy." It could have been, not to say she wouldn't have made it a big ordeal. She was already staring into the other with daggers in her eyes, hoping that it would aid in the truth being revealed. "I don't have all day Mads. Clock is ticking."