#⊰ lie ren. ʰᵉ'ˡˡ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵒᶰ ᶠᶤᵍʰᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ

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tempestflos. 

i think you schneed to appreciate such a good joke.

           ❛     I THINK IT IS best to mind your own business , ren.     ❜

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╰ @saecris : sc. 

❝ stop worrying ! it will be fine as long as you are here, mr. advisor. it’s just a stroll around my kingdom. ❞ flipping her hood up, she hide her silvery strands of hair within its confines. she had not been outside the palace in ages. her desire to make into the city, tired of inhaling the same stale air, was so large that her heart would not quell until she had fulfilled it. so what, if she was sneaking out ?

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mlem

           ❛     WHY ARE YOU like this ?  ———  speak with words , ren , not whatever that just was.     ❜  snow princess frowned but not before doing her signature eye roll with accompaniment of crossing thin arms ‘cross her chest. 

@strmflwr : UNPROMPTED ! ( aa. )

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* braids lilies into her hair.

           THE ROOM WAS IN SHAMBLES shattered glass shewn upon flooring. the echoes of what had transpired still fresh in her mind. father had gotten cross at how far mantle had progressed with their armies. he had almost smashed the magic mirror , her spyglass that let him see all that had transpired.   ———  clean ! clean ! clean ! shouted through her inner depths before her father returned. feet stung from fragments as she walked about in a fury but she powered on. soon there was not a lick of the tragedy anywhere. throwing worn body across sheets white tresses tangled with silk sheets as limbs buried deeper into bed. falling like icarus from the sky , she fell into slumber. waking only to a familiar shuffle of feet. a pretty aroma tickled her nose. rising , digits rubbed wake crystalline orbs to find lilies beside her. they were there again, their tall form faced towards the sunrise through paned glass. 

           what did this assassin want ? they were sent to murder her yet they had spared her time &. time again. they frequented her tower room more than once bringing gifts from the outside world for her secret treasure cove. she did not find it in her beating heart to complain. blanket slid from shoulders, frost of the gusts greeted her as she observed her surroundings. delicate hands cradled the petaled buds as she brought them to her nose to inhale the scent.  ———  the scent of the outside world. how addicting it was.  ❛     ren ?     ❜ question lingered on curious tongue. they directed pale rose hues at her , sitting on bed beside her , the springs giving way to their weight. the idea  of escape dug into her bones. aches would not cease as they screamed at her to step upon fresh dew grass. ❛     tell me what the world is like. again.     ❜ they took her snow crowned locks within their grasp. she flinched away but let them weave the flowers into her hair. looking at a stray moon dusted bloom between her fingers, she sighed. for now , the misery of the tower ceased with their words of adventure. ❛     tell me of the place where these pretty flowers are from.     ❜ sweet hum emitted from honey glossed lips , sound filled the room with her artificial peace. 

@strmflwr : UNPROMPTED ! ( aa. )

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she had opened the door to hear him screaming, agony straining his vocal cords. his plea, sincere, made her eyebrows lift. her heart dropped to see ren, a calm presence among her group of friends in this state of distress. ❝ you aren’t a burden. ❞ 

she walked into team jnpr’s room, shutting the door behind her and glanced around for somewhere to sit. taking a desk chair, she carried it to the side of his bed. plopping herself down on the chair, the snow haired girl gripped her fists on her lap. the curtains obscured the daylight from entering seating a somber scene. her cerulean hues wandered around the room.  awkward air circulated around them. could she comfort someone who had faced their greatest fears in their slumbers ? smile ! she could at least try that. the corners of her mouth upturned onto her porcelain features. ❝ you aren’t alone. er — is there anything i can do to put your mind at ease ? or would silence be best ? ❞  

╰ @saecris : cont’d 

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steals all the blueberries weiss left in the fridge.

❝ what ! who stole my organic blueberries ? everyone knows blueberries are my favorite. ❞ digits clenched around the handle of the fridge. clutching a hand to her chest, she grimaced, shaking her head. wisps of snow white hair, fell into her vision. ❝ who could commit such an act of betrayal ?! ❞

╰ @saecris : unprompted (a.)

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❝ I’ll make it up to you. ❞

❝ oh, how so ? ❞ she shook the empty carton of almond creamer in front of his face. a ‘tsk’ slipped through lush lips before she set down exhibit a in evidence that her breakfast was ruined. ❝ i’ wouldn’t be so upset but using all of the flour for apple pancakes ! would you like to add dead schnee to your resume !? did you not know i was allergic ? ❞  her voice strained but the grew more hurt &. broken, as she smelled the delicious aroma. her closest friends all knew she was allergic, didn’t they ? weiss distinctly remembered that she had informed them once while sitting at lunch. hands gesturing to the fantastical display of perfectly cooked pancakes, weiss turned away, nose upturned. 

maybe, ren hadn’t been listening at the time of her declaration of a major weakness of her’s. he gave her such a frown, it made her feel of  twinge of guilt for making it such a serious thing. ❝ don’t worry about it, really. ❞ a melting sigh heaved from her small form, dismissing the issue with a flick of the hand. ❝ i’ll go get something to eat at the cafe. i was in the mood, anyways. ❞

@tempestflos : imagine dragons ( a. )

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saecris

“ don’t blame ren. nora started it. ”

❝ ren, i thought you were above pointing fingers and pinning the blame on others. ❞

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perfect. she wasn’t being very successful at attempting to appear as if she was a normal, coherent individual. she forced a small smile on her visage, bestowing the sight upon ren. nodding at his words, she savored them in her mind before spitting them out. 

time was measured in memories, not minutes. she had to make good ones and what were good memories if they weren’t perfect in their imperfection? how could she sleep when she was missing out on so much? and how could she sleep when she was so behind? turning to ren, stopping their amble, she swayed a moment before steadying herself. closing her eyes, she repeated the mantra ‘i must prove myself, to myself.’ weiss was no where close to her standards. letting air in through her nose, swelling her lungs before she let it escape, she opened her eyes. ❝ it is a nice sentiment. however, there is not rest for someone like me. i’ve got a lot of catching up to do and i’d rather crash then let myself rest. ❞ / @saecris (cont’d.)

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💔 sings hit me with your best shot in the bg

it had been hard to hold it in for so long but he was bound to notice. he was her adviser, after all, and his duty was to see through her lies. she had built a kingdom of them, it began with not sleeping, then it was not slow down and breathe, and it ended with her not following her heart. she was impressed with herself, that she, crown princess weiss schnee of atlas had kept up the facade for so long. -that she was going to runaway and follow her dreams of visiting the different kingdoms and meeting the people and then becoming the rightful queen that atlas deserved. however, with war looming on the horizon, she would never get to do that. 

princesses were not regular people. they were only pieces in the games of political reign. she had to put her people first and not herself. her feelings about anything were nothing. there were no princesses who followed their happiness. there were only selfish princesses who did not realize the fundamental truths of being a good one. 

❝ you asked why i lied to you? ❞ her voice raising in anger as the kingdom she had so manipulatively built around her adviser came tumbling down. ❝ you’d like to know why, wouldn’t you? ❞ simmering in her monstrosity of a dress, she pointed for the rest of the servants to leave the throne room. they left in silence, the door shutting was the only echo of noise between them. the flowers and decorations around them shined bright on the dower situation. 

❝ because we are on the brink of chaos and my people are in anguish. and you think my happiness will make them happy? ❞ she banged her fist on the atlar. her eyes fell upon the wedding dress and she turned away.  ❝ this marriage will save them from unneeded massacre. no matter the consequences for myself. ❞ her sight fell upon her wrist, still bruised from the first meeting with her groom. her father, the king, had arranged the entire process for her. be it a wicked one but smart. she bit her lip, grabbing at her sides.  a strand of snow white hair fell into her face. 

❝ i can save everyone, don’t you see? ❞ she was almost on the verge of tears now but her face remained a strong, unwavering mask. ren had taught her that, to not let her emotions show for others to exploit. oh, how she planned to use it for the rest of her life. to be the visage of happiness incarnate yet be a dying heart in reality. she paced there on the steps, her body rigid with the responsibility of carrying atlas on her shoulders. she could not grow weary now. 

she could save everyone but herself. 

and god forbid anyone try to save her. ❝ you shall be adviser to prince whitley, now. do not make the same mistake with him that you did with me. ❞ sharp blue eyes gazed at him, taking in her adviser’s distress. blue hues narrowing, she spat, ❝ be his adviser, not his friend. ❞ with that, she left him there surrounded by the gaudy decorations. a single tear fell from her eyes and dripped down her cheek. this was the only weakness she would show. standing up straighter, she wiped the tear aside. there were no lies among them now, only the painful truth.  / angst roulette no. 25 (a.)

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