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kittyscupcakeandbunny · 2 years ago

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APPLE x Park Jimin

[Vampire AU]

INTRO

Side Characters: ot7

Warnings: mentions of blood, violence, death, drinking blood, torturing, sex, porn, smut, killing, sharp objects.

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20 years old.

I should be married already, but my father always supported me. He didn't wanted me to be unhappy and instead, he told me i should live a long life and try as many things I can before marriage, so i know what kind of man i want to belong with.

My mother was the opposite. I saw them fighting many times because of this matter. But now everything has changed.

My father died of cancer five months ago. My mother soon became indebted. All the money we had was used to help my father recover but, he died and now we don't have much left.

For that when mother said i should get married, i had no other choice. I couldn't do anything about it and i had to help her too. She was all I have now.

That's why I'm here now.

It was a long way from our house to the Salvatores mansion, i was quiet most of the time only talking when my mother reminded me of some etiquette and formalities i must follow when we get there.

Never once i looked at her in the eyes, i hated everything about this situation and sometimes I'd curse my father for leaving us, then I'd feel bad and cry again.

Instead of cursing my dads death, i chose to look at the window of the carriage. I used to love nature and being surrounded by it, how the trees looked so green and big, the flowers so colorful and beautiful. Now everything seems so blue and grey. Cold. Like death.

The trees are big but sad, the flowers are beautiful but I hate their smell and every time I look at the sky, it seems like a storm is about to fall.

- why are you wearing this dress? - my mother asked - I told you to wear the blue one, you'll look more pure and beautiful in it.

Pure.

- i don't like colors - I simply said. My eyes still not leaving the sad trees and gray clouds.

- you couldn't wear something normal at least today?

- what is wrong with the way i dress?

- you're always dressed like you're going to a funeral! - she suddenly exclaimed - it's months already, you should get over it.

- well maybe I just like the color, mother.

This time I look at her eyes, she avoids it. But I keep my eyes glued to her face. I notice how she trembled. The memory of fathers death still as clear as water.

Before I could say anything about it, the carriage stops.

The mansion is bigger than I thought, and i am supposed to live in here later? I'll lose weight just by walking from my room to the dining room.

A man soon approaches us, he's old and wear a typical worker uniform. Simple and neat. He escorted me and mother to the mansion, the walk from the gates to the door there's a fountain right in the middle of the path to the mansion. It's big enough fit at least ten people in it maybe more, there's flowers everywhere and I see some apple trees a bit further away from left.

As we enter the mansion a wooden smell fills my lounges, the house smell like men.

Disgusting.

Mother looks at me with disapproving eyes and scolds me, did I say that at loud? My bad.

The entrance is a big room with too big stairs one on each side of the mansion, in the middle there's a small stable with red roses on top of it. Further behind it is we're we follow, we turn right and the men announce our arrival before opening the door.

...

We've been sitting here in this room for hours, mother and mister Salvatore - my soon to be husband - are the ones doing the most talking. After all, she's the one who arranged everything.

There's nothing especial about him, he's much older then me, like a father. That thought makes my stomach do flips, but I try remain calm. Even if I wanted to, I could not express any other facial expression then my usual dead face.

- you two will live here in three days, correct? - mister Salvatore asked.

- yes, will get everything ready and in three days it should be done just fine - mother answered.

In three days me and mother will change our homes and start to live here, than in two months the official marriage will happen. Till then the preparations for the marriage will be happening, mister Salvatore wants a big ceremony and mother loves it, she gets all excited while I feel a crack inside my heart instead.

Little by little I feel a bit more dead.

Through the big windows I saw a storm did in fact start, it wasn't just a small storm it was a thunderstorm, and mister Salvatore notice it too.

- oh my, how unexpected - he said - did you too came in a carriage?

- oh, yes we did - mother said - we are gonna have to wait until it goes down a little before going home.

- do not worry lady ... - he said getting up from his seat in front of us - it could be dangerous for the two ladies, you can spend the night and go in the morning.

- if it does not bother you mister Salvatore - mother says fallowing his movements.

- it doesn't - he says - besides we will soon be a family.

- oh yes, mister Salvatore - mother said and thanked him.

The same man who escorted us here, waits for us at the door to show us our rooms for the night. No one says a thing while we walk in a long corridor, first stoping at the room for my mother.

She tells me a simple good night and reminder to not put my nose we're I'm not supposed to and to stay in my room. Then the man escort me to my room, while we walk through the corridor we pass an empty room with a big mirror wall and only a piano in the middle.

I look at it for some time, remembering how dad used to teach me how to play it until I eventually get better then him and end up teaching him instead. The memory makes me nostalgic, i bearly notice the man standing besid me.

- it used to be masters ex-wife piano - he said. - she used to play it everyday before she died, master couldn't get rid of it so he just left it there.

- I see.

- Let's go my lady. This will be your room.

He opened a door at the right for me. I thanked him and closed the door.

Once in my room I lay down in bed. Contemplating my wonderful life. My soon to be husband was once married, I knew that, mother made sure to tell me everything about it.

The only thing he wants from this marriage in exchange of all the fortune and anything I could wish for, he wanted a child. Since his ex-wife died before they could have a heir.

I could not wished more for death to take me.

With that thought I fell asleep. I dreamed of the piano, there's was a man playing. It wasn't just any men, his white silver hair shined even more with moonlight the came through the big windows, the strong wind making the curtains fly almost looking as if it was a dance.

He played beautifully until he stoped. His head slowly turning as he noticed my presence. I couldn't make up his face except for his eyes... red like rubies.

A nock on the door woke me up and I cursed who ever decided to interrupt my sleep so much, it was enough to write a book about it. Why is it they always do this at the most important parts of dreams?

- lady your dinner is here - a female voice said behind the door.

- come in.

The small girl holding a silver tray enter, she quickly puts the tray on the table in front the bed, there was two sofas and the table in the middle of them.

The room was so big it almost looked like a house it self.

She asked if I needed anything else but I quickly denied, wanting to be alone as soon as possible.

What kind of dream was that?

Doesn't matter, it was only a dream anyway.

...

3 days...

And i already want to kill myself.

Here I thought that once our debt was paid, mother would let me live my life. But, no. 3 days living in this mansion and she already bombarded me with marriage etiquette, what to eat and not eat. What to eat for better making baby.

I had to steal alcohol late a night so she wouldn't throw a tantrum because of me drinking one cup of wine.

How am i supposed to deal with this sober?

Later i found out that the piano room has been locked, every since i played the first time. When we moved Here 3 days ago, i just had that same dream again and couldn't go back to sleep. So I decided to play the piano. It helped me but the day after that the room was locked.

No one told me anything. I was left in the shadows again.

Now here I'm. Sneaking my way out of the room late at night, making sure I'm as quiet as possible as i walk down the corridor. My dear husband has a small room that is not used for anything, it looks like a meeting room. There a some bottles of wine and whisky there. And is the closest to my room.

I hear steps coming closer to my direction and make sure to hide behind another corridor at my right. An older staff is walks by and turns left.

Almost.

Once inside the meeting room i quickly make my way to the small table with alcohol on display, grabbing a bottle of wine just as quickly as i made myself in i leave. Walking faster this time as i hear voices close by.

Usually is quiet, why are so many staff ladies walking around this late?

My curiosity gets the best of me when I see one of them crying and another holding her, i make sure to hide as behind de wall as i try to hear what they are whispering.

- it... It tried to kill-kill me... - she was crying and shaking desperately.

- i told not to go there! Didn't master said too?! - the other scolded her.

Go where? Master... mister Salvatore?

- at least your not badly hurt - the other said - it would've killed you!

- let's just make sure that door stays locked and tell master tomorrow.

One of them parted ways while the other two stayed. I guess she is going to the door.

I did not have to think twice about it as i quietly followed her. The other option is to drink alone and depressed in my room. I'm craving a bit of drama.

It was hard to fallow her as i was trying not to get caught But, i manage to find what door she was talking about. Surprisingly it was close to my room. Hidden in the middle of a corridor, it looked like a room for a dispenser of materials or a basement.

I saw her closing the door with trembling hands. Then takes the key and put inside her pocket. I'll need that key if i want to open the door. But how do i get It?

She starts walking again and i fallow her.

She stops at the kitchen were she takes of her apron and put the keys down on the table, making her way to the stove to boil some tea.

Easy.

While she is distracted i walk on fours towards the table, slowly grabbing the keys from it. Once they are in my hands I walk back and run from there.

I feel so more alive now.

What is it behind that door? An animal maybe?

The fact that it was close to my room was even better, that way if they found me i could just lie and say i was taking a little walk since I couldn't sleep.

But no one found me.

And once I stood in front of the door i put my hands above it and my ear to try and hear anything from It, but nothing no sound. Quietly I opened with the key, it was dark so i had to grab one of the candles that was in one of the small tables on the side of the corridor. Then i made my way in and closed the door.

A chill went up my night gown, it was cold in here. Walking a little there was a stair to go down and so I went. The candle in my hand bearly doing anything to illuminate, i held on my dress trying not to fall. Once I was there i saw nothing.

There was nothing.

But a cell.

And a small boy inside of it.

He wore white, his clothes were big on him and looked dirty. What is this?

Slowly I approached him using the candle to see him better, he didn't move at all. Was he...

- hey... little boy... - i tried to call him softly but he still didn't move.

I had to do something. Putting the candle down on the floor I tried to opened the cell, it was so old the once i forced enough it opened. Quickly I made my way inside to check on the boy but, the closer i got he didn't seem so small anymore. He looked more like a man now. Was it because of the light?

Regardless of it i made my way to him, once my hand touched his check i immediately felt it. Cold.

- he is...

What in the world is happening Now?!

- humm...

- what?

He made a sound? It was so quiet i almost didn't hear it.

- are you okay? - i held his face with both hands, he was breathing.

- humm...

He looked like he was in pain, and his skin was so cold. I quickly took off my sleep cover gown, it was thin but i just acted instantly covering him with it.

Slowly he stared to open his eyes.

- don't worry little boy I'll help you - i said, still holding him.

- help... me? - he said, his voice was low and dry. - cold... so cold...

He cried falling back, i held him so he wouldn't hit his head wich end up with his face deep in my neck.

- don't worry... I'll get out so you can get warm...

- ha ha .. ha

He started to laugh.

- I'm so hungry...

His arms closed around my waist holding me tight. It took me a while to realise what was going on, he was so strong I could bearly move an inch. With one hand he kept me in front of him and straddle my thighs, holding my face with his other hand he looked at me in the eyes.

- i knew you would come.... - he smiled and then i saw it. Red eyes.

That was the last thing he said before he sank his teeth into my neck. The pain was something out of this world, it just hurts so bad it makes you wanna cry. And I did. Blood and tears were dropping from my skin at the moment, although he no longer held my arms I couldn't do anything to stop him. He was too strong.

I tried. Punched him, scratched him he didn't move. The sound of his groans and low moans every now and then as if this was the best meal he ever had.

My mind was going in circles. I didn't have strength to fight back anymore. So I just lied there helpless.

- sorry darling... i didn't meant to take so much from you. - he said, his red eyes staring into mine - but you just happened to be so delicious.

Next?

Sorry for any grammatical errors hehe 💖😅.

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departure-diaries · 6 months ago

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Navigating the complexities of funeral etiquette is essential as you pay respects at a funeral, a memorial service, or during the process of funeral planning. Understanding the basic principles, from what flowers to bring as a sign of sympathy to the appropriate attire for a funeral, burial, or cremation service, helps honor the deceased and support those in grief.

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Importance of Empathy and Respect

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Common Attire Guidelines

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Choosing the Right Words

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Guidelines for Bringing Children to Funeral Services

Age Considerations

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After the Funeral: Continuing Support for the Bereaved

Follow-Up and Check-Ins

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Meaningful Gestures of Support

Small acts of kindness can have a big impact during the extended healing time. Consider sending a "Thinking of You" card a few weeks after the funeral or on the anniversary of the death. These gestures remind the bereaved that they are not alone and that their loss is remembered. Practical support, like dropping off a meal or helping with household chores, can also be invaluable, reducing the day-to-day stress on someone dealing with intense emotional pain.

Remembering Important Dates and Anniversaries

Dates that mark anniversaries, birthdays, and holidays can be particularly challenging for those who are grieving. Reaching out during these times can show enduring support and companionship. A thoughtful note or a call on these significant dates acknowledges the continuing impact of the loss and can help the bereaved feel connected and supported. Sharing memories or stories of the deceased can also be a comforting way to honor their life and help keep their memory alive in the hearts of loved ones.

Read: Repatriation of Human Remains

Conclusion

Navigating the waters of funeral etiquette is more than just adhering to traditions; it's a profound way to express our compassion and respect during times of loss. This guide has traversed the essential aspects of funeral etiquette, from the attire that befits the solemnity of the occasion to the sensitive offering of condolences and support that recognizes the unique pain of bereavement. By embracing these guidelines, we ensure that our presence at these significant moments reflects our deepest respect for the deceased and our heartfelt support for those they leave behind.

The significance of these practices extends beyond the immediate gestures of empathy and respect; they foster a sense of community and shared mourning that is crucial in the healing process. As we continue to support the bereaved in the days and months following the funeral, our actions reaffirm the enduring nature of love and memory. In honoring these traditions and embracing the role of comforter with grace, we not only pay our respects but also contribute to the collective journey of healing and remembrance.

FAQs

1. What are the guidelines for seating at a funeral?

At a funeral, seating is typically arranged by closeness to the deceased. Immediate family members and close friends are seated at the front of the venue. Other attendees, such as additional close family and friends, are seated just behind this primary group.

2. Who should attend a funeral?

Anyone who knew the deceased or is close to the grieving family can attend a funeral. It is not typically an invite-only event. Attending a funeral is a way to honor the deceased's life and express support for their loved ones.

3. What behaviors are inappropriate at a funeral?

It is highly inappropriate to bring alcohol or drugs to a funeral or to attend while under the influence. Such actions are considered a significant sign of disrespect to both the deceased and other mourners.

4. Where should acquaintances sit during a funeral service?

Acquaintances and co-workers of the deceased should sit towards the rear of the service area. This allows closer family and friends to sit at the front and near the front, maintaining a respectful distance.

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nadekofannumber1 · 4 months ago

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how do you think each Monogatari heroine might react to finding a lily left in their locker?

Hmm. It really varies but I think that the flower itself really plays a part in how this would be perceived. I’m not quite sure how far the etiquette for flower giving and bullying actually extends but, white lillies are often thought of first as funeral flowers so getting one of those may have the character perceive this as a death thread regardless of intension. A red spider lily would definitely double down the effect, but then you have to wonder what kind of lily they’d get in their locker at all?

Id say the easiest to point out with this is hachikuji, she’s already dead so it is gonna fundamentally be a funerary thing. She’d be happy but bittersweetly so. Horror of being dead and remembered and all.

Next easiest would probably be Sodachi. Sodachi is a professional catastrophiser and would likely try to get to the bottom of this one way or another. There’s a decent chance she tries to investigate people to get them to confess to leaving something in her locker, the harshness is relative to perceived threat level. It’s possible she initially tries to find the sender but gets irritated and starts to think it was a prank and either gets mad or gives up. It’s possible that only happens after she has a little moment of joy where she’s like “someone likes gloomy girls like me? I see, huehuehuehue…..” Really this is an outcome that mostly depends on how bold the sender is, Sodachi will find out one way or another bc her overdeveloped sense of justice, persecution complex, and desire to learn and know may escalate things. You need to be direct with Sodachi she might not take it well if those words aren’t sincere.

Next I’d say for predictability is Shinobu. Shinobu isn’t Japanese and is prone to forgetting what she doesn’t care about and not committing to memory what she doesn’t want to know either. From a human perspective for her former self I’d say that it’s probably bitterly nostalgic, not good but not bad. From a current perspective I don’t think she’d pay it much mind “another who pays tribute” and all that. I don’t really see how a lily in a locker event would happen to shinobu (maybe at the cram school?), but aside from that the mystery of who sent it takes precedence over anything because it requires recognition of the legendary vampire generally. If she recognized it as a funerary thing then she’d prolly find it at least slightly funny in an ironic way. If it was in a coffin I think she’d just make some form of reference

Next for yotsugi, I don’t think she’d care. I think there’s a gag in here about a funerary shrine but nisio could make it better than I could.

Another odd one to contest with is Ougi. I don’t really see Ougi as a heroine traditionally speaking (Ougi is in a weird place narratively and doesn’t really ascend to be in a similar position as sodachi, granted I also don’t totally think of a character like yotsugi as a heroine either but she has a heroine book so like I guess so?), but I have a fun answer for it so I will put Ougi on this list. If Ougi finds a lily in their locker, so do you. You don’t remember your locker being next to Ougi’s but you suppose you didn’t pay attention. Ougi pulls out a type of lily as a sort of divination to the conversation, you discuss what it could mean and what it couldn’t, yet in the end Ougi pushes on you that its about what you to know. Unless Ougi acquires an offertory shrine in the school I don’t see Ougi getting a lily in their locker, there’s prolly a bemusement somewhere in there. If Ougi gets out of the narrative in the future I have no idea how they would react.

Senjougahara getting a lily in her locker would probably just result In her throwing it out, or discreetly disposing of it while saying she threw it out. I’d say that she might tease Koyomi about it if in this scenario they are dating regardless of perceived intent, she might ham it up for drama and “the funny”. Theres not a good time to receive lilies in her locker in her life I think. Termially ill era? Could easily be read as bullying. Hater era? Senjougahara is gonna be mean about it, she’s gonna be really mean about it regardless of expressed intent if the sender approaches her because she wants the sender to fuck off because of the curse. Post hater era? She has a boyfriend. If things were going well and she wasn’t dating anyone, hitagi would probably be a little charmed, not seek the sender out or anything, but a quiet bemusement, she was a popular girl after all.

I would say that Kanbaru is next in the list of discernability. Kanbaru is like, pretty normal. If say an extra factor in the reaction to the flower is that Kanbaru uses multiple lockers regularly as someone involved in sports. If it’s in the gym locker it would amplify the crowd reaction initially to seeing it as Kanbaru would probably verbally react to it and take it out. If it’s perceived as a love confession (or admission to an admirer) of some sort then I could see a sort of reaction to it being generally teasing or a social remark on its oddness, I don’t think Kanbaru’s out as gay publicly so it’s an odd point to consider its placement in the locker there’d be some chatter of “what if it was a pervert that got in?” Or “what if it’s a girl?” And it think those reactions would play a part into Kanbaru fiddling with it or just putting it back in the locker like she didn’t see it out of respect. I think over all she’d be a bit flattered and subtly hope it’s a girl but not stake too much on an open confession. If she was alone or at the other locker in this scenario she might leave it there till she actually leaves school and just ruminate on it for a bit maybe tell a friend that she got a gift confession from an admirer, and then at the end of the day I think she might bring it home if it was in the shoe locker and put it in her room where it would get lost. If it was the gym locker I think she’d just leave it there as an interesting memento of sorts. On the other hand if she saw it as a bit she’d probably get it in her gym locker and joke around with her basketball friends about it. If she saw it as a threat I think she’d watch her back and possibly look into it, but otherwise I don’t things would get super extreme, like Kanbaru keeps parts of herself to her chest but she’s strong willed and would prolly call it out within the group if it was seen as bullying to her. The things Kanbaru tends to be messiest about is her own feelings and own insecurities. Something more external and nonspecific might not get to her as bad. It’s hard to say she’d get the yuri interpretation of the flower on her own tbh. She might take a few days to figure it out.

I’d say that the fire sisters would make it into an event if it was a threat as they have an overdeveloped sense of justice, but if it wasn’t I think they just wouldn’t care. I think araragi would find out and mald about it though for the latter. Like both fire sisters prefer directness over anything. Karen would probably think of it as an admirer and be respectful about handling it as that’s what a good person does according to society. Tsukihi would toss it in the trash though, she’s the “it doesn’t really mean anything if they don’t say it to my face!” Type. But in a threat scenario both lock in to investigate. If it’s nothing then they know, but if it’s something then it’s a fire sisters moment.

Nadeko hell scenario, both are bad for Nadeko. Nadeko would probably not do anything about it and just leave the flower till it wilted if there was no social consequence. I think if Nadeko thought it would be a problem she would just put it in a garden somewhere as disposal bc she wouldn’t take it home but wouldn’t want to like make a scene about it. It’s between “oh… a death threat…” or “oh… a confession….”. Nadeko also has a chance of taking this as a shojo challenge for a moment before realizing there’s no note and feeling relief. Nadeko doesn’t take confessions or death threats well.

And for the finale and the bit I present Kaiki’s reaction to getting a lily in this locker! Something from “is this a threat?” To “Did a middle schooler do this?” Maybe with a “hmm. Ok.” Or “this is stupid” in the middle.

I know you probably meant this as a reference to the concept of yuri but white lillies are funerary flowers so I don’t think it would pan out well.

#monogatari analysis #naderamblings #if you want me to tag the characters I can tbh #nadetalk

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cbsghostsmetasandtrevor · 11 months ago

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CBS Ghosts - Viking Funeral - To Plan a Viking Funeral

Spoilers are possible.

Sam is really into this!

It's also interesting that Trevor and Sass are here in support of this situation and curious.

Sass (as Thor's BFF makes sense), but I do wonder why Trevor is here?

Like was he just wanting to spend time with Sam? Was he just bored? is he close to Thor and we don't know?

Anyway, love Jay practicing for this. I wonder how long the setup for the funeral took place.

LOL - Thor is like "mead, yes, Mead?"

Sam - no.

Thor - "What about lots and lots of sex? How does that work without alcohol???"

It's SO FUNNY.

Sam's face, Sass being like - yeah, normal. Thor being like "WTF?"

It shows their differences.

LOL Trevor.

Thor seems pleased, Sass is side-eyeing him.

Hilarious.

Sam clearly doesn't like talking about sex in anyway.

She feels very ... uh, innocent or at least, IDK - not comfortable with Sex. I wonder if this is why she struggles with Trevor even when he's not flirting because she assumes the pants thing is a sex thing.

So she's like - "hey why were you alone" - which like kind of is like one of those things that maybe you should do with ghosts?

I wonder if this is when her "I didn't know the ghost etiquette deaths and didn't want to ask" thing came up that she refers to in TP.

She clearly upset Thor by asking and realizes not every ghost is okay with just talking about their deaths like some are (Pete, Alberta, Flower are) but the rest don't seem to be.

Thor's freak out makes sense.

He is not like some ghosts - he doesn't want to talk about his death. He just wants to move on.

You can see Sass is already aware of this. They've probably touched on it in the last 500 years.

Sam turns to Sass, who rightfully points out the truth behind - hey maybe DON'T poke a sore wound. I like how Trevor& Sass move closer together.

So, let's talk about this for a second - Sass talks about Thor's last orgy and there's no reaction from Sam, but Trevor says "he's pent up" and she makes a face.

I feel like - along with the comments about watching which they ALL do - that the reaction Sam has to the same comments others make from Trevor are because of his pants thing.

It feels so unfair. But it's interesting.

I wonder where they went after this.

thanks for reading :)

#cbs ghosts #ghosts cbs #viking funeral #sam arondekar #thor #trevor lefkowitz #sasappis

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innerpalaces · 7 months ago

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THE PRINCESS WEI YANG - 160 PART 2

CHAPTER 160: Disaster of Anguo

At the entrance of Chengfu Palace, everyone lined up in order according to fixed rituals. Li Wei Yang did not stand with the imperial family. In her opinion, she, the adopted daughter of the Empress Dowager, had a title in name only with no real weight to it. In addition, she first rejected the Seventh Prince's proposal, and then plotted Princess Yongning's marriage. No matter how much the Empress Dowager knew, her attitude was a bit awkward when facing her, as if she didn't know what to do with her.

Although there are loud cries of sorrow in front of Chengfu's entrance, how many people are really crying for this sinner? Li Wei Yang covered her face with a veil and also hid the sneer on her lips. The Emperor had just lost a wife, but she was also an Empress who had fallen out of favor and was not worthy of her name, yet he asked all the people in the world to grieve with him. And judging from the funeral ceremony, the specifications were very strict.

However, she could understand that even if the Emperor and Empress had become enemies in private, they would still hold funerals in a grand manner. Although the dead are gone, they can attend to the living. Therefore, this funeral was completely held for the living, in order to show the Emperor's deep feelings for the Empress and the power of imperial etiquette.

At this moment, Li Wei Yang saw Princess Anguo. Their gazes passed through the crowd and accidentally touched each other. Princess Anguo couldn't help but show a look of resentment, but Li Wei Yang didn't seem to see it. She just lowered her head and looked like everyone else, showing a sad expression. In reality, she was just crying without mourning. Others may still have some respect for the Empress, but Li Wei Yang is the one who sent the Empress and the Crown Prince away, so how can she be sad?

Princess Anguo stared at Li Wei Yang with resentment. Her gaze shifted and inadvertently fell on a lady not far away from the Li family. Then, she froze. Looking past the Old Madam, she unexpectedly saw Sun Yanjun, dressed plainly, with an extremely pale face, dark eyes, and lips that were as red as blood for some reason, staring at her with a smile.

Although she was far away, Princess Anguo recognized her at first sight. It was Sun Yanjun! The scene at that time suddenly came into her mind.

"Princess, please spare me! I'm not afraid of death, I'm just pregnant. I don't know any of your secrets! I swear!" At that time, the woman's pleading was ignored by her and the Princess threw her to her shadow guards without mercy.

In fact, Sun Yanjun not only discovered Anguo's secrets, but most importantly, Princess Anguo was filled with terrible jealousy the moment she heard that the other party was pregnant.

Princess Anguo herself could never become a mother, let alone understand a mother's eagerness to protect her children. She really did not understand why even though she was the superior Princess Anguo, an ordinary woman could enjoy the kind of happiness that she would never be able to taste it in her entire life. Sun Yanjun, she has a plain appearance, a plain family, and a plain husband, but she can show such a happy smile! How dare she! No one can be happier than Princess Anguo! Nobody!

Princess Anguo couldn't bear it, not at all! She was madly jealous of Sun Yanjun, so she made the decision without hesitation and without any mercy!

Yes, Sun Yanjun was already dead, and she wanted her to never be a woman again in her next life, so she cut open her lower body and belly! Princess Anguo thought for a moment that she was seeing things, but after rubbing her eyes, she stared at the person in the crowd in horror, watching her standing in the wind like a delicate flower, smiling at her. Although the smile was extremely gentle, in the austere environment, such a smiling face was extremely out of place and terrifying.

Princess Anguo could no longer maintain her composure and suddenly shrieked: "It's you! It's you! It's you!" She screamed and ran to the front of the crowd like a madwoman and caught Tuoba Zhen: "She's here! Catch her! Catch her!"

Everyone's expressions changed. Li Wei Yang raised his head, with an imperceptible sneer on her lips.

Tuoba Zhen grabbed Princess Anguo's arm and said, "Anguo, what are you doing!" Did she know that this was the Empress's funeral and how many people were watching? How could she suddenly scream!

"She's here! I saw it! Look, look, look quickly!" Princess Anguo had lost all her calm at this moment. She pointed desperately not far away, wishing she could drag Tuoba Zhen with her to see it. Originally she wouldn't be so scared, because countless people have died at her hands, but for some reason, she can't forget Sun Yanjun's desperate look as she clutched her abdomen. That look was so sad, she had never seen the like before ...

Her rude behavior had alarmed everyone, and everyone looked at the place she seemed to have pointed at for no apparent reason. However, the only person standing quietly in that place was General Sun's wife. Madam Sun raised her head and looked at Princess Anguo. At this moment, something flashed across her eyes, but her mouth was unusually calm and she said, "What's wrong with the Princess? Is there any problem?"

Princess Anguo screamed: "Behind her! Behind her!"

However, when everyone looked behind Madam Sun again, they only saw the wives and young ladies of some officials with expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

Weird colors appeared on everyone's faces. What's going on? Is Princess Anguo crazy? Or did she really see something?

Tuoba Zhen frowned, with a hint of gloom on his handsome face, and scolded in a low voice: "Calm down!"

Princess Anguo also saw that behind Madam Sun, Sun Yanjun, who had previously been standing there, seemed to have vanished. She only felt her teeth were chattering and her body was trembling: "How could it be? I clearly saw her, she was there, she was there!"

Tuoba Zhen finally became angry and said: "Father is coming soon. If you continue to embarrass yourself, I won't forgive you!"

Princess Anguo stamped her feet violently, wishing that everyone would stand aside and let her secret guards search one by one. Unfortunately, no matter what, she couldn't do it, not to mention that her guards couldn't even enter the palace. She saw that Tuoba didn't believe her and couldn't help but bitterly say, "I will prove it to you! She must be hiding here! She must be!" Although Princess Anguo was frightened at first, she was still an extremely ruthless person and her overwhelming anger overcame her fear at the moment. She became fierce and rushed forward quickly, looking for Sun Yanjun among the women in the crowd. However, at this moment, in addition to high-ranking officials and wives, plus palace maids and internal eunuchs, there were thousands of people in the courtyard. At this moment, everyone was frightened by Princess Anguo, and they were all a little confused. Trying to find someone who was also dressed in white among so many people was simply a fantasy.

Princess Anguo's hair was all messed up and her eyes were wild. However, Sun Yanjun was nowhere to be seen. She looked blankly at the plain white faces, all with the same expression and the same whisper.

"You saw it, Princess Anguo is crazy, otherwise why would she suddenly act this way?" "Who did she say she saw? Who would be here?" "Yes, she must be so afraid because she did something shameful, right?" "It's hard to say. She has killed many beautiful women in the Third Prince's Mansion recently. It is inevitable that the ghosts of these people will haunt her!"

Even though Princess Anguo killed countless people in Yuexi, with Empress Pei's connivance and protection, no one dared to talk about her. But here, these people were so bold, which made her extremely angry and she screamed loudly: "Are you all blind? Can't anyone see? I'm not crazy, you are crazy!"

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly said: "Princess, you are just too tired, you should go to rest as soon as possible." It was Li Wei Yang who was also dressed in plain clothes, but with a slender figure and a delicate face.

When Princess Anguo saw the person she hated the most, she couldn't help but say angrily: "It's none of your business!"

Li Wei Yang just said lightly: "Third Prince, your wife is so crazy on such a solemn occasion, how do you want to explain it?"

Tuoba Zhen only felt a headache. Now he regretted marrying such a willful, terrifying and selfish woman like Princess Anguo. To be fair, Princess Anguo was a very smart woman, but she was overly pampered, so she regarded all human life as nothing. Damn it, the result of killing too much is to see hallucinations in broad daylight! He said angrily: "What are you all standing there for! Go take the Princess back to rest!"

The maids on the side quickly came to help Princess Anguo, and after a burst of rage, she also realized that her behavior was inappropriate. This was the Empress's funeral. If she yelled like this, not only would no one believe her, but they would also think she really went crazy - but she clearly saw Sun Yanjun. Why? What is going on? Is it really a ghost that came to demand her life?

Anguo felt a headache. Under the strange eyes of everyone and the warning eyes of Tuoba Zhen, she suppressed her anger and dissatisfaction and was led away.

Li Wei Yang and Madam Sun exchanged glances, and Madam Sun nodded to her. The evening before yesterday, Li Wei Yang visited late at night and told everything she suspected. At first, Madam Sun did not believe that Princess Anguo could be the murderer, because her daughter had no grudge against her, so why would she do such a terrible thing? But under Li Wei Yang's persuasion, she decided to test it.

Li Wei Yang heard that Madam Sun had a twin sister who gave birth to a daughter whose face was 50% similar to that of Sun Yanjun, so the two of them made a plan together. Secretly bring the young lady to the Sun Mansion, disguise her, and prepare to find a suitable opportunity for Princess Anguo to see her, forcing her to lose her composure when she becomes greatly stimulated. At that time, Madam Sun still felt that this strategy might not be feasible, but just last night, Li Wei Yang sent someone with a message, requesting Madam Sun to secretly send this young lady to the palace to participate in the Empress's funeral. Originally, this method was difficult to implement, but now that Consort Lian covered the sky with one hand, it is easy to let some people in. In addition, the young lady had been covering her face with a veil, looking as sad as the others, so no one noticed her at all... When Princess Anguo caused chaos, the crowd became restless, and immediately a palace maid quietly took the lady away during the chaos. Everyone was dressed in plain clothes, and it was as difficult as going to heaven for Princess Anguo to find that woman among all these people.

When Madam Sun saw the horrified expression of Princess Anguo's face, she immediately believed Li Wei Yang's judgment that the murderer who killed her daughter was Princess Anguo. The original uneasiness in her heart disappeared. Towards a murderer, it wasn't a cruel thing at all, especially when her own daughter died so miserably!

Li Wei Yang watched Princess Anguo leave, sneered and looked away, thinking that this wasn't the end, but rather just the beginning.

Princess Anguo was helped by the palace maid to a side hall of the Antai Palace, which was specially used for guests to rest. The palace maid respectfully said: "Princess, the Third Prince asked you to please take a rest. When he is free, he will come to visit you."

Visit? When will he be free? The whole funeral ceremony will take three days! Princess Anguo's face was extremely angry, but she was in the palace, and in Dali, and none of her guards were around, so she had to hold back, waved her hand coldly, and said: "Get out!"

The palace maid said respectfully: "Yes." Her eyes paused for a moment on the incense burner beside her, and then she quietly retreated.

Princess Anguo murmured to herself: "I must have seen it wrong, I must have! The jade pendants I am wearing are all for warding off evil spirits. There have never been any vengeful souls in so many years. There are no ghosts in this world! I must have seen it wrong! Yes, as long as I take a rest, everything will be fine!" She lay on the beauty couch, forcing herself to close her eyes and not think about that terrible scene.

At this time, the hall began to fill with a kind of soothing incense, which was light and refreshing. Princess Anguo had stayed in the palace for a long time, so she had naturally smelled the scent of soothing incense. It was indeed so peaceful, and unconsciously, she fell into sleep.

From the moment she was born, she was not a complete woman. In the eyes of everyone, she is high and mighty, but in fact, who can detect the crazed jealousy and hatred in her heart? She hated all women, especially when she saw those people getting married, having children, and living a happy and ordinary life. She wished that all those people would disappear! When she was in Yuexi, she always seduced those young officials and generals, played with them in the palm of her hand, and made them obsessed with her. If they abandoned their wives, she would feel happy and accomplished, and then she would kicked the man to the curb. No one dared to complain. In fact, she only needed to play with a handkerchief and with just a glance she would make people captivated and dream about becoming a prince consort.

But no one could do it, because she had never liked any of them. Although her father was strict and punished her countless times for this matter, she was able to escape every time under the protection of Empress Pei. The last time, she harmed a courtier whom her father liked very much. The man's wife went crazy after being abandoned. She accidentally killed a pair of children, and even committed suicide. This incident caused a big fuss. After her father found out, he once wanted to kill her to pay for the lost lives. Empress Pei immediately tried every means to get her to follow the delegation to Dali, hoping to keep her out of the limelight. However, after she met the third prince Tuoba Zhen, she fell in love with him at first sight.

Maybe it was because he was smart, wise, and capable, or maybe because his smile on the surface hid the same darkness and coldness as hers. She felt that she had found a kindred spirit, and she felt that he could bear her secret... However, he didn't ask, or even care, about why she couldn't sleep with him. He just wanted to spend the night with other women. How could she allow it? So she killed those concubines! Later, because she was afraid that the secret would be leaked, she killed the innocent Sun Yanjun! She was never afraid because her hands were covered in blood, but how could it be that she actually saw a ghost today!

Princess Anguo was extremely restless in her sleep. She dreamt of countless ghosts that sought her life, invaded her rest. Later, she saw the bloody Sun Yanjun appearing in her dream. Her fragile body lay on the ground, and her eyes were full of pleading and desperation, but Anguo stepped on her stomach mercilessly... In the last scene, it was the woman in white, standing in the crowd and smiling at her. Princess Anguo suddenly opened her eyes, sweating profusely from shock.

Princess Anguo cried: "Save me! Save me!"

The maids outside ran in, and Anguo shouted: "Call the guards! Call my guards!" She was clearly talking about the secret guards, but those people would not be allowed to enter the palace. The four maids looked at each other, and one of the leading maids had a strange look in her eyes, and whispered: "Yes."

The palace maid found a guard who was responsible for the palace. He walked in tremblingly and crawled at the feet of Princess Anguo: "Third Princess."

Anguo knew that she had to rest. Once her mood calmed down, she had to go back and continue attending the funeral. Otherwise, she would become the laughing stock of the whole city, and everyone would think she was crazy. However, now her legs were weak and her whole body was so cold that she couldn't stand up at all.

She said coldly: "You, guard the door. If there is a wandering soul you have to kill her for me!"

There was a strange look on the guard's face, but when he looked at Princess Anguo's young, charming but arrogant face, he swallowed unconsciously, suppressed the fantasies in his heart, lowered his head and said, "Yes." He began to miss that beautiful little palace maid from last night. Although that woman was unwilling, he still deceived her and forced her to sleep with him. He stepped aside, but his eyes lingered on Princess Anguo's breasts unconsciously.

Princess Anguo didn't pay attention to this guard. She was caught up in countless troubles. Even with her eyes wide open, it was as if she could see countless ghosts rushing toward her. She forced herself to close her eyes and mutter some incantations. Perhaps the effects of the soothing incense was too strong. She quickly calmed down and fell into sleep again... But in a moment, she was awoken by the sound of the death knell, and shouted in panic: "She's coming! She's coming!" The guard ran to her side and stood bravely beside her, trying to fight against the ghost that he could not see at all.

Princess Anguo opened her eyes wide with fear.

When the man approached her, she inadvertently saw his robust physique. At this moment, she suddenly went up to him like a madwoman and hugged him: "Don't go! You know I love you the most! Everything I do is for you!"

What she saw was not the young guard, but the handsome third prince Tuoba Zhen.

No, don't leave her alone. Princess Anguo begged: "I heard Sun Yanjun's voice, it's so scary, it's really scary!"

She grabbed "Tuoba Zhen" harder, but she didn't expect that what she caught was a lowly guard. But at this moment, she forgot everything, as if the soothing aroma was getting stronger and stronger, making her completely lose her mind.

The guard was originally a sexually promiscuous person, and he did not dare to mess with the concubines in the palace. However, no one knew how much advantage he took of the little palace maids. Unexpectedly, he was suddenly caught on the spot by Consort Lian yesterday. He thought he was going to die, but hadn't expected that Consort Lian would forgive him, and instead just transferred him to this palace, which was like a narrow escape. He originally wanted to change his ways, but nature is hard to change. As soon as he saw Princess Anguo, he suddenly forgot everything!

Being able to win the favor of this beautiful princess, he thought that he suddenly flew to heaven, but he never thought that the real reason for all this was the Anshen Incense. He turned around and pushed Anguo down, and started some familiar teasing. He smiled apologetically and said, "You're just too tired. I won't leave. I'll just stay here and give you a massage." His hand fell on Anguo's forehead, massaging it gently, and then he began to massage her body. All the way down, from calf to thigh. Princess Anguo slowly quieted down, as if she was asleep, or as if she had fallen into a coma. He became more and more wanton, massaging and caressing her, and then took off her clothes very naturally, and couldn't wait to explore Anguo's body. At this moment, he suddenly froze, as if his entire body had suddenly turned into a wooden puppet. Then, he seemed to be greatly frightened, and was completely stunned. He was so frightened that he could not utter a single word, and his eyes were full of terror!

At this moment, the maid outside said: "The Third Princess is resting, please wait a moment -"

The guard was startled and jumped up from the bed. At the same time, a palace maid gently opened the door and said: "Third Princess, Consort Rou was passing by and came to see you -" Just as she was entering she saw a man and a woman hugging each other in disheveled clothes. She screamed and pushed open the door, allowing Consort Rou and dozens of palace ladies behind her to clearly see the scene inside...

#the princess wei yang

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angeryed · 2 years ago

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Classical composers upon receiving heartfelt gifts from a friend 🎁

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Chopin

Treasures and cleans it everyday while it sits undisturbed on his desk every day

Flower, cologne, gloves or an entire piano, all he ever wanted was something to hold precious

It showed, alongside the sweet feeling being loved, that they appreciated and remembered too

With a note attached to your gift as well, please expect a delayed response as he re-does his response each time a tear blots his writing

Will give you a gift no matter whether you gave it to him first, but he would make it extra special (;

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What did you mean? Had it succumbed to this? A mere note, triplet, rest of a piece of parchment on my desk. The petals, the flowers, scented to some lilac perfume, insignificant and dim— even Bach’s ashes wafted closer to our century’s etiquette. Handwritten note? Dashes and smiles, wet with perfume more than its smell punctured me awake. How many hours did you think I performed a week? How many students, gatherings, newspapers criticising my dandiness with their filthy hands, stained gloves, they held their journals with! And you still sent a letter and a bouquet of flowers as if they stayed intact and alive in the weeks of travel from Poland to Paris? What did you think you were? A messiah? A saviour of Poland so much that even Persephone’s breath would ferment your flowers for me to cherish? What? What impudence! That well-mannered judge of character, as if that pile of useless bandages had healed the cracks on your skull— your mute hands, which a sewing wheel had calloused more than a held note on the piano— the cracks, nooks and crannies— dripping, flooding, of homesickness for a city in which only your loved one slept in the confines of high society— while you starved in a wooden coffin for the exiled, weak and poor— why? Why? Why would you do this? To let your hopes wither away with only your blessing for me sprayed on fading perfume? Why? Why? Why? Because I loved you? Or was it because I loved you enough to have your ashes cremated in the hollow urn of my mind? Why? Why? Was I enough for you? Even when my footsteps trailed away as you planted flowers in them? Even when— even when— even when— could I be enough for you.

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Schumann

He’s really so dreamy and out of this world, making one gift spark thousands of piece dedications

Poor guy lived in an asylum, attempted to hurt himself in many ways and suffered from depression.

Having someone offer him anything with a good will cannot cure him that moment, but will give him the strength he can’t muster.

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The winds grew soft like bundles of rests on sheet music. They gave birth to the dots and crannies of crochets, quavers and voices— a mellow whisper, like family, peopling the backdrop. Your gift lingered like perfume, a moment I peered through its keyhole of scents and beauty, into our liquor and feelings. The other:

What were they?

Could I only remember moment of you, encased all of this in song, could that be a funeral— a sound coffin—

Only if I could hold your wings, without a pin punctured through you, a magnifying glass sustained between us.

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Salieri

this poor misunderstood composer was always depicted as overshadowed and bitter against Mozart

Quite contrary to public perception, he was caring, selfless and kind.

In reality, he acted generously; though his flaws dawdled him in pride and arrogance.

Upon receiving gifts from a beloved, a heartfelt note would do. Let alone flowers or grand gestures of jewellery, all this man needs is a humble kiss in letters and notes.

Serenades may do the trick (:

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I rise above street players and forgotten composers with my playing classical and bejewelled. Soft petals embroidered your letters— quill scratches cutting into paper deeper than the cologne you worked so hard to scent onto the parchment. I have concerts, lessons and operas to attend to, what may you bring onto the table besides wastepaper Beethoven could use to compose on?

I’m kidding, I’m kidding!

My dear beloved, no grand gestures and calligraphed words could enhance the lisped vowels and flushed sentences I spew from my clumsy tongue—

I speak and you better accept this madman’s outburst— as I speak, you have to listen for as whatever cheesy scribble you force on paper I must read—

I love you. That is all.

And that beats you in all types of serenades and sweets.

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Schubert

Man lived a depressing, monotonous life compared to his grand, feverous music deluged in contagious passion.

While spending his life performing in socialite parties, the closest thing to a name he had ever got besides Schubert was ‘the little mushroom’

Day in and day out, his life containing only some letters wrapped in shrubs and bushes while Chopin clothed in purple prose and lilac gloves—

What? A letter?

Schubert trembled as he beheld a letter— for the landlord?

You!

*que a prolonged moment of gushing and internal sobbing as rivers of music drown from his mind to each letter— inked on your gift spelling “with love”*

All the man could do was smile and write back.

His stream of emotions, edited and crossed, copy-writed and repeated to a fraction of what he truly felt—

Thank you, dear friend. What can I do to repay you?

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Paganini

A romantic, passionate flame of musical virtuosity rumoured to have the Devil fuel it himself, Paganini—

The gambler, womaniser and epitome of recklessness.

Labelled and misunderstood again by the public as purely a robotic showman, Paganini has truly emotional pieces on the guitar and violin.

His caprices encapsulated his feelings as much as any other Romantic piece.

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Upon receiving his gift, with a smile and a bittersweet glance at the signature he smudged—

“Thank you, dear,”

He would say as he pondered about what he would reply so as to not waste your time as you read his page-long letter with a manuscript behind your bundle of papers.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Authors note: Thanks for reading! Sorry for the hiatus. I just finished my finals! I hope to publish more frequently now!!

Thank you for all your support and feedback <3 I’ll get back to you as soon as possible (´･ᴗ･ ` )

More posts incoming these following days. I’ll stay online more often now (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

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meekmedea · 9 months ago

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conversations over tea (II)

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Saturday comes far too quickly for her liking.

Her driver takes her to the Presidential mansion, and as the gates open up for them, Clemenisa wonders what exactly is waiting for her.

Her mind comes up with many suggestions – some more grim than others. But in the end, all that awaits is a garden where she finds dozens of roses in full bloom.

It reminds Clemensia of the rooftop garden at the Snow penthouse. Coriolanus’ grandmother was ever so strict over the flowers, that in all their years, they’d only been able to sneak up there once. It almost feels like a lifetime ago.

“A new breed,” he remarks. “Grandma’am had wanted to make her roses last stronger and have a stronger scent.”

His grandmother’s funeral was two months ago. “I’m sorry about your grandmother.”

He inclines his head ever so slightly, but says nothing else.

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Although the conversation isn’t stilted, Clemensia almost wishes it was. Because then they’d be talking instead of wandering around in silence.

They walk around the property like they were strangers doing so for the very first time – as if they’d never run down the same hallways as children alongside Felix and the others, playing hide-and-seek.

When she turns the corner, she’s almost disheartened to see that the scratch mark on one of the columns has been filled.

“Cr–Festus never had good aim,” he says, when he catches her glance toward the column.

Clemensia didn’t comment on his slip up. “Festus still doesn’t.” Just last week, Persephone was telling her over the phone about his latest incident.

The corners of his mouth twitched ever so slightly. “I can believe that.”

There’s a piano in the drawing room that he leads them to. On the table is a tea set out for two. Faintly, from where she’s standing by the door, Clemensia can see the steam coming out of the spout.

“Do you still play?” he asks, drawing the attention back to him.

“Sometimes.”

“Play something.” It comes out like an order and Coriolanus either realizes that, or she isn’t very good at hiding her thoughts because he hastily tacks on, “Please.”

“Any requests?” she asks, more so out of politeness than anything else.

He shakes his head.

Making her way to the bench, she sat down and lifted the piano cover. There are a few songs Clemensia could play, but only one calls to her at the moment.

So after a second of hesitation, she placed her hands on the keyboard and began. Once it starts, it’s easy to focus solely on the music and nothing else.

“You play even better than I remember.” He gestures to the waiting chairs nearby. “Shall we?”

“Thank you, but you’re too kind.” Following suit, she settles onto the other chair.

It’s customary for the host to serve the guest, but in the case that your host is the president of the country, Clemensia wondered if etiquette demanded otherwise.

Conversation is stilted at the very least – they steer clear of anything political. She hates it, this mocking mimicry of their childhood teas where she could have once told him anything.

Two or so cups of tea are finished before he stands up from his seat, a clear sign of dismissal.

A baffling outing.

One made even more baffling when another invitation was delivered to her doorstep three days later, inviting her to tea the following Saturday.

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This is how their weekly teas begin.

Clemensia has yet to figure out why she’s extended an invite week after week. He offers up no explanation either, and she hasn’t found a way to bring it up in conversation either.

He asks her of how she’s been, but offers very little when she asks him the same.

So she prattles on about inane things - curtains, operas and whatnot – hoping that he’ll either grow tired enough of her prattle and send her away, or slip up and reveal his true reason for inviting her over every Saturday without fail.

It’s a game of waiting.

And the president seems to have more patience than he used to when they were children.

It’s hard to say whether he pays attention or not. For all she knew, he could be just making the occasional comment of ‘fascinating’ and ‘do go on’ to make it sound like he’s listening.

~~~~~

By their third session of afternoon teas, Clemensia is running out of trivial information to share. So she tells him that she’s being courted.

Adrian Hart is a boring man, and not the first in the line of men who vye for her hand in marriage. Something she has little interest in giving him. But he is persistent, and influential. Though not part of the old guard, it’s something most of the old families would overlook considering his family fortune.

Coriolanus barely reacts. All she gets out of him is an utterance of ‘fascinating’.

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Considering she does more of the talking than he does, Clemensia is a little taken aback the following week when he starts off the conversation once the tea has been poured. “He’s a rebel sympathizer.”

She choked on her tea, patting her chest in an attempt to breathe again. “Pardon?”

“Hart,” he clarifies. “He’s a rebel sympathizer. I thought you’d want to know.” He took a sip from his tea, like he hadn’t just delivered such a bomb to her.

Clemensia nods numbly, still processing the change of events. “Thanks.”

“So tell me about the curtains.”

The curtains? The ease with which he changes the conversation almost leaves her flabbergasted.

“The curtains you were talking about from a while back.”

next part

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- Antique Hearse from Dresden, Germany

The Victorian-style of mourning came into fashion in the 19th Century (1837-1901) and was probably influenced by the long and public mourning period of Queen Victoria over the death of her beloved Prince Albert. This set the stage for elaborate and prolonged mourning etiquette – and expensive funerals and burials for the upper classes. The most elaborate hearses were constructed during this time, replete with black horses, ostrich feathers and flowers.

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#ancestors alive!#what is remembered lives #memory & spirit of place #ancient ways #sacred ways #traditions #past times #hearse #gothic #Dresden #Germany #death #mourning #victorian era #Wilbert Bakker

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A portrait of the two remaining ladies of Scarlet Hollow's most influential family. Tabitha Crystantum Scarlet and her California cousin Valentina Dahlia Scarlet are both wearing lace dresses because lbr it isn't Southern Gothic until at least one haunted woman from an old influental high society family makes an appearance in a white lace dress. Even though I doubt either of them were ever a Southern Belle™️. Tabitha seems to have been raised more to take over the business rather than etiquette or social graces of a debutante, although considering how busy Peralanne kept Tabitha growing up, she probably made her learn a couple of hobbies or skills expected of a Lady 🤔. Valentina grew up in San Francisco, and I doubt Vivian made her daughter take the same finishing school lessons Edwardine forced onto herself and Peralanne growing up, even if she could afford it. Although I do headcanon, Vivian did encourage Valentina when she wanted piano lessons since Valentina's father was a musician.

I've even included their namesake flowers in the picture Tabitha Chrysanthemums and Valentina Dahlias. Funny thing about Chrysanthemum and Dahlia, besides being Tabitha and Valentina's respective middle names, the flowers themselves belong to a similar plant family, Asteraceae. They also have some interesting meanings and symbolism associated with the flowers.

Chrysanthemums are resilient flowers that symbolize friendship, happiness, and well-being (all things Tabitha seem to desperately need) but often have different meanings associated with them depending on the color. In some cultures, white chrysanthemums are usually used at funerals, and pink mums are commonly given as Mother's Day gifts. Both are fitting, considering the player goes to Scarlet Hollow for the funeral of Tabitha's mother. Tabitha variety of Crystantums are a scarlet red, and red flowers are often used as romantic gifts, which could be a possible reference to how two of Tabitha's former lovers, Stella and Wayne, are both recurring characters in game. You can potentially help repair Tabitha's relationship with Stella.

Dahlias are also very colorful and hardy flowers that can symbolize devotion, love, beauty, dignity, and finding inner strength (which Valentina is going to need a lot of considering how stressful and dangerous Scarlet Hollow has been so far) but they also have different meanings depending on the color as well. Valentina variety of Dahlias comes in several colors such as yellow, mauve, lilac, lavender, and white; yellow flowers are often associated with joy and cheerfulness, which could work since Valentina seems to have had a happier childhood compared to Tabitha, pink Dahlias are commonly given as gifts for Mothers day or a close friendship or sister which is fitting considering Valentina was very close to her mother and attemps to befriend Tabitha, purple flowers are often associated with nobility which the Scarlet family kind of acts like considering their influence in the Holler, and white dahlias are often given in sympathy fitting considering Valentina traveled from California for a funeral. While the Valentina variety doesn't come in Scarlet their is another interesting Dahlia variety. Black Dahlia's aren't actually black but are a very dark red, and while they are associated with the infamous Black Dahlia murder they also have associations with betrayal.

#scarlet hollow #tabitha scarlet #Valentina Scarlet #southern goth aesthetic #2 ladies in frilly white lace with flowers #also being a giant nerd by exploring flower symbolism

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faithfuneralservice · 8 days ago

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Funeral Etiquette: Everything You Need to Know

Attending a funeral can be an emotional and sometimes confusing experience, especially if it’s your first time. Understanding the customs and appropriate behavior at a funeral service can help you honor the deceased and support the family in a respectful manner. This guide will walk you through the basics of funeral etiquette, covering everything from what to wear to how to express your condolences.

For more information about our services and support, please visit Faith Funeral Service.

1. What to Wear

Dressing appropriately for a funeral is one of the simplest ways to show respect for the occasion and the family. Here are some guidelines to keep in mind:

Opt for Conservative and Dark Colors: Black is traditionally the color associated with mourning, but other subdued colors such as navy, gray, and dark green are also acceptable.

Avoid Bright Colors and Flashy Attire: Funerals are solemn events, so it’s best to avoid loud colors or overly casual attire, such as jeans, shorts, or T-shirts.

Consider the Culture or Religion: Some cultures have specific dress codes for funerals. For example, some may require wearing white, while others might request attendees to dress modestly and cover their heads.

Wearing respectful attire helps convey your support and understanding of the family’s grief.

2. When to Arrive

Timeliness is crucial in funeral etiquette:

Arrive Early: Aim to arrive at least 10-15 minutes before the scheduled time. This gives you a chance to settle in quietly without interrupting the service.

Avoid Being Late: If you do arrive late, try to enter quietly and take a seat at the back to minimize disruption.

Punctuality shows respect for the deceased and the family, ensuring the service can proceed smoothly.

3. Where to Sit

Seating arrangements at a funeral generally follow a standard etiquette:

Immediate Family: The first few rows are usually reserved for close family members.

Friends and Acquaintances: If you are a friend, co-worker, or distant relative, consider sitting further back unless instructed otherwise.

By being mindful of where you sit, you allow close family members and friends to be near the front, close to their loved one.

4. Expressing Condolences

Knowing what to say can be challenging, but a few simple words can go a long way:

Keep It Simple and Sincere: A simple “I’m sorry for your loss” or “My thoughts are with you and your family” can be very comforting.

Share Memories: If appropriate, sharing a fond memory of the deceased can bring comfort to the family.

Be Mindful of Cultural Norms: Some families may prefer not to engage in long conversations immediately after a loss, so a brief and respectful acknowledgment is often best.

Your presence and a few kind words can provide much-needed support during a difficult time.

5. Offering Condolences Online

In today’s digital age, many families appreciate online condolences as well:

Post Thoughtfully on Social Media: If the family has posted an announcement online, you may leave a comment expressing your sympathy.

Send a Private Message: In some cases, a private message or email is more appropriate, especially if the family hasn’t made a public post.

Use Faith Funeral Service's Online Condolences: Many funeral homes, including Faith Funeral Service, offer online condolence options where you can leave a message for the family.

Make sure to respect the family’s privacy and preferences when posting condolences online.

6. Sending Flowers and Donations

Sending flowers or a donation can be a meaningful way to show your support:

Check Family Preferences: Some families may request donations to a charity instead of flowers, so be sure to respect their wishes.

Choose Appropriate Arrangements: If you’re sending flowers, opt for arrangements that are traditional for funerals, such as lilies, roses, or chrysanthemums.

Timing: Sending flowers or donations ahead of time or shortly after the service is appropriate and allows the family to receive them at their convenience.

Faith Funeral Service can assist with arranging flowers and donations to ensure everything aligns with the family’s wishes.

7. Electronic Devices and Photography

Respect for the ceremony and the family’s grief is crucial, so be mindful of your electronic devices:

Silence Your Phone: Before entering, make sure to silence your phone to avoid disruptions during the service.

Avoid Taking Photos: Unless the family specifically requests photos, it’s generally inappropriate to take photos or videos at a funeral.

Being considerate with electronic devices ensures the focus remains on honoring the deceased.

8. Participating in Funeral Customs and Rituals

Funeral services often include specific rituals or customs that may vary by culture or religion:

Follow Along Respectfully: If the family is participating in religious rituals or other customs, observe quietly and follow along if appropriate.

Ask When Unsure: If you’re not sure whether it’s appropriate to participate in a certain ritual, it’s okay to ask a family member or staff member discreetly.

Faith Funeral Service is here to support and guide you in understanding any cultural or religious customs that may be observed during the funeral.

9. Attending the Reception or Wake

Many funerals are followed by a reception or wake, providing an opportunity for family and friends to gather more informally:

Be Respectful: While the reception is more relaxed than the service, it’s still important to be respectful in conversation and behavior.

Offer Support: This is a good time to share memories, offer condolences, and connect with other attendees.

Stay Mindful of Time: Be mindful of when it may be appropriate to leave, allowing the family to rest and reflect.

10. Supporting the Family Beyond the Funeral

Your support doesn’t have to end with the funeral service. In the days, weeks, or months after the service, consider reaching out to the family to offer your ongoing support.

Send a Follow-Up Card or Note: A brief note or card a few weeks after the service can remind the family that they’re still in your thoughts.

Offer Practical Help: Sometimes, offering to help with errands or household tasks can be invaluable as the family adjusts to life after the loss.

Be Patient and Understanding: Grief doesn’t end with the funeral, and the family may need continued support over time.

Final Thoughts

Funeral etiquette is all about showing respect, compassion, and understanding for the family of the deceased. Whether you’re attending in person or offering support from afar, following these guidelines can help you navigate the experience thoughtfully.

At Faith Funeral Service, we’re here to assist families and friends through the entire process, offering guidance, support, and resources. For more information about our services or additional advice on funeral etiquette, please visit Faith Funeral Service.

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flowersonline24 · 3 months ago

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What to write on funeral flowers for family

Funeral flowers hold a special significance during times of loss. They serve as a heartfelt tribute to those we have loved and lost, offering comfort not only to families but also to friends who gather in remembrance. When selecting floral arrangements, the right words can elevate these beautiful gestures into something truly meaningful. Crafting the perfect message for funeral flowers can be challenging, especially when emotions run high. Whether you’re looking for traditional phrases or wish to express a more personalized sentiment, finding just the right expression is vital.

This guide will help you navigate this sensitive area with care and thoughtfulness—ensuring your messages resonate deeply while honoring your loved one’s memory beautifully. From etiquette tips to inspiring examples of condolence messages, let’s explore how you can convey your condolences through thoughtful flower messages that offer solace during such difficult moments.

The Importance of Funeral Flowers

Funeral flowers play a crucial role in commemorating lives. They offer a visual representation of love and respect for the deceased.

These arrangements can brighten somber occasions, providing comfort to grieving families. The beauty of fresh blooms serves as a reminder of life’s fragility and its moments of joy.

Flowers have cultural significance, often symbolizing hope, peace, or renewal. Different types convey various emotions—lilies signify purity, while roses express deep love.

When friends and family gather to honor someone’s memory, floral displays create an inviting atmosphere. They foster connection among those who are mourning together.

Moreover, funeral flowers convey messages that words sometimes cannot capture. In their vibrant colors and fragrant presence lies the ability to soothe hearts during difficult times.

Choosing the Right Words for Funeral Flower Messages

Selecting the right words for funeral flower messages can be challenging. It requires sensitivity and thoughtfulness, reflecting your relationship with the deceased.

Consider the recipient's feelings. A simple message of sympathy can convey your support profoundly. Phrases like “With deepest sympathy” or “In loving memory” are classic choices that resonate deeply.

Personal touches elevate a simple note. Mentioning a cherished memory or shared experience can make your message feel more heartfelt. For example, “We will always remember her laughter” adds warmth to traditional sentiments.

Avoid clichés if possible; they may sound insincere in such a delicate context. Instead, aim for authenticity—write from the heart.

Remember to keep it brief yet meaningful. Funeral flowers serve as visual tributes; let your words complement their beauty without overshadowing them.

Examples of Condolence Messages for Funeral Flowers

Finding the right words for funeral flowers can be challenging. It's an opportunity to express your sympathy and love in a meaningful way.

“Forever in our hearts” is a simple yet profound message that resonates deeply with many families.

You might also consider, “With heartfelt condolences,” which conveys empathy without being overly sentimental.

For those who shared special moments with the deceased, “Cherishing the memories we made together” highlights personal connections beautifully.

If you want to offer comfort, try writing, “May these flowers bring peace during this difficult time.”

A more spiritual touch could be reflected in messages like, “Rest in peace; your spirit will always shine brightly.”

Keep it genuine and sincere. Your heartfelt words on funeral flowers can provide solace amid grief and loss.

Traditional Versus Personalized Messages

When selecting messages for funeral flowers, it’s essential to consider the tone and relationship you had with the deceased. Traditional messages often include phrases like “With deepest sympathy” or “In loving memory.” These convey respect and are widely accepted in various cultures.

On the other hand, personalized messages offer a more intimate touch. Sharing a fond memory or a personal sentiment can resonate deeply with grieving family members. For instance, saying something like, “I will always cherish our laughter together” makes your message unique and heartfelt.

Balancing tradition with personalization allows you to express genuine feelings while respecting customs. Think about what would bring comfort to those left behind as they read your words on the floral tribute.

Etiquette for Writing on Funeral Flowers

When writing on funeral flowers, keep it brief and sincere. A short message is often more meaningful than a lengthy one.

Choose a respectful tone that reflects the relationship you had with the deceased. Personal touches can be comforting but avoid anything overly sentimental.

Consider using simple phrases like "With deepest sympathy" or "In loving memory." These convey your feelings without overwhelming those who are grieving.

Avoid humor or lighthearted comments; this moment calls for sensitivity. Remember, your words will be read by grieving family members seeking solace.

If you're unsure what to write, a quote about love or remembrance can provide comfort and depth. It's always better to err on the side of caution when expressing condolences in such delicate circumstances.

Ensure your handwriting is legible if you're writing manually; clarity matters during times of grief.

How to Deliver Your Message with Empathy and Respect

When writing your message for funeral flowers, consider the emotional weight behind it. Choose words that reflect kindness and compassion.

Think about the recipient’s feelings. Acknowledge their loss without being overly formal or distant. Simple phrases often carry significant meaning.

Timing matters too. Send your flowers promptly, ideally before the service begins. This allows families to see your gesture of support in their time of grief.

If you're delivering them yourself, be mindful of the setting. Approach with sensitivity and offer a brief word of comfort if appropriate.

Remember, every message is an opportunity to express love and sorrow together. Your intention should resonate deeply with those mourning while paying tribute to the departed soul respectfully.

Conclusion: Honoring a Loved One's Memory with Thoughtful Flower Messages

Honoring a loved one's memory is a profound act, and thoughtful flower messages play an essential role in that process. Carefully chosen words can convey deep emotions and provide comfort to grieving family members. Whether you opt for traditional phrases or personalize your message, the key is to speak from the heart.

When selecting funeral flowers, remember that they represent love and support during one of life’s most challenging times. Your message can uplift spirits or simply express sorrow and sympathy. Take your time crafting something meaningful, as it reflects not only on the deceased but also on your relationship with them.

Delivering your message with empathy ensures it resonates deeply with those who read it. It shows care at a moment when compassion is needed most—bringing solace amid grief.

By putting thought into what you write on funeral flowers, you create a lasting tribute to someone cherished while providing comfort to their family during difficult days ahead. Such gestures remind us all of the beauty found in shared memories and enduring love.

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zenasflower · 4 months ago

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Flower Delivery in Liverpool

Flowers are a beautiful way to show someone how much you care. They can be used to celebrate important life events or to comfort a grieving family member. Whether you’re looking for a hand-tied bouquet or a gift basket, there are many options available to suit your needs.

Ordering a flower delivery online is easy and convenient. Many companies offer delivery in Liverpool on a wide range of occasions.

Same day

Floom’s flower delivery service in Flower Delivery in Liverpool Street gives you the option to send a hand-tied bouquet or plant arrangement anywhere in the area on the same day that you place your order. Just enter your postcode at the top of the page to get started.

A historic city on the river Mersey, Liverpool is home to a number of green open spaces. From the manicured lawns of Allerton and Aigburth to the woodland paths of Mossley Hill, the city has something for everyone.

Flowers are a great gift for any occasion. Creative Florist has a wide range of beautiful floral arrangements and gifts that are perfect for Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day, anniversary, birthday or any other holiday. Their flowers are delivered to your loved ones on the same day, making them a perfect surprise.

Next day

With its evocative nickname as the birthplace of the Beatles, Liverpool has a great deal to offer visitors. One of the largest cities in England, it has a rich history, and boasts a vibrant contemporary cultural scene.

Send flowers to someone special in Liverpool to mark an occasion or say thanks, with options for local and nationwide next day delivery. Choose from a gorgeous bouquet of roses, lilies and alstroemeria complemented by delicate foliage, or send The Orient for a classic white arrangement with an exquisite scent. Your fresh bouquet will arrive in a special Eflorist box, protecting the stems and offering a delightful unboxing experience.

From special birthday flowers to romantic anniversary blooms and thoughtful get well flowers, Creative Florist offers the perfect floral gift for any occasion.

Subscriptions

Whether you want to surprise someone with a one-off bunch or have a bouquet delivered on a regular basis, Eflorist’s flower subscriptions are the perfect gift. Choose from a selection of arrangements, including the fragrant Orient, which features white oriental lilies and roses, complemented with gypsophilia and alstroemeria. The flowers are delivered in bud, and with just a splash of water and the included flower food, they’ll open to reveal their full beauty.

These flower delivery services are perfect for celebrating every occasion, from

Valentine’s Day and Mother’s Day to birthdays and anniversaries. And with sameday and next-day delivery options, you can keep your lucky recipient’s home or workplace flower-filled all year round! You can also order a weekly fresh flower subscription, starting at £35. This is an excellent alternative to sending a bouquet of flowers on a regular basis.

Funeral flowers

When someone close to you dies, it can be challenging to know how best to show your condolences. A beautiful floral arrangement is an impactful way to let them know that you care. However, finding the right floral shop can be overwhelming. A florist can help you choose the right flowers and guide you on funeral flower etiquette.

Flowers are a popular choice for funerals because they symbolize love and respect for the deceased. They also add beauty and warmth to the service, which is important in a time of mourning. Some popular choices for funeral flowers include roses, lilies, carnations, and gladioli. These flowers are available in a variety of colors and arrangements to suit any taste or sentiment. They can be delivered to the home of the deceased, the funeral service, or to the graveside ceremony.

Gifts

If you want to send a gift to someone special in Liverpool, you can choose from a variety of beautiful flowers and plants. The city also has a number of unique and antique shops that feature pottery and other home dcor items.

Booker wedding flowers is located on Booker Avenue in Allerton and provides sameday flower delivery in Liverpool and Wirral, as well as nationwide deliveries through Interflora. Its floral designs have been praised by customers and the shop is an accredited member of the Good Florist Guide.

Their bouquets are made from fresh, locally grown flowers and are a great choice for birthdays, Valentine's Day, or Mother's Day. You can also find a range of other gifts, including balloons, teddies, chocolates, champagne, and much more.

#Flower Delivery in Liverpool

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