#rightfullyenthroned

[sirencalled]

she   glances   around   the   tiny   room   around   her   &   nervously   chews   at   her   lip .   she   hasn’t   shared   a   room   with   ANYONE    ever   since   the   accident   all   those   years   ago   &   the   thought   of   being   in   such   close   proximity   with   a   stranger   makes   her   stomach   churn .    they’ve   informed   her   that   the   girl   is   like   her    ----     a    royal    ----    but   that   doesn’t   relieve   her   anxiety    much .     she   knows   how   some   royals    can   be    &   the   last   thing    she    wants    to   do   is    to    tread   on   someone’s   toes .    she’s    just   finishing    packing    the   last   of    her    CLOTHES    into   the    small   set   of   drawers   by    her   bed     when   she    hears   the   door   creak   open  .    she   turns    to   look    at   the   visitor ;   frightened ,   blue   eyes    settling   on   their   frame   as   she   grips   onto   the   last   jumper   as   if   her   life   depends   on   it .    ❝  hello . ❞    she   mumbles   WARILY   as   he   eyes   fall   back   to   the   floor   again .   ❝  i’m   elsa . ❞    

@rightfullyenthroned​     /   ❄

[renliosarchive]

auranos    is    beautiful     &    certainly    far    grander     than    her     little    kingdom ,    but    that    doesn’t     take    away    the    BOREDOM    she    feels    in    being    here .    she’d   spent    weeks    travelling    the    ocean    to    just   ...    what ?    party    and    celebrate    with    the    other    royals ?     she    does    enough    of    that    in    her    OWN    castle ,    despite    her    parents’     disapproval .    no ,    she    needs    to    find    something    fun .   a   hobby .     and    when    her    eyes    fall    on     the    younger     bellos     sister    roaming    the    gardens ,     she    feels     a    spark    of     inspiration    hit .   “  i   thought    you     would    be    in    your    lessons ,    princess .  ”    she    comments    as    she    meets    them     at    their    side ,    a    FAUX    smile    beginning    to    spread    across    her    face .     “ did    they    end    early ? ”    or    were    they    simply    more    REBELLIOUS    than    she    thought   ?     she    hopes    for     the     latter .     »       @rightfullyenthroned​

[nowat-shesdaylight]

“ but they lie and they lie and they lie ”

“how do you know they’re lying?”  the question was more of curiosity than judgement, than completely disregarding the statement and the moment rapunzel realized that’s how it sounded, her eyes widened and she held her breath.  shaking her head, and waving her hands as if to further prove that it wasn’t what it sounded like, looking like she’d just destroyed a freshly baked birthday cake, rapunzel backtracked.  “no, no, no, i mean---  i didn’t mean it like that but i just meant, like, are you sure?  i mean i don’t doubt that you’d know better than i would, honestly your word is probably more accurate than anyone else’s.  i just---  are you absolutely sure that they’re lying?” she clarified, noting that the question still didn’t sound completely right, biting down on her lip from slight embarrassment from than and from her slight rambling.  thankfully she’d stopped herself before she just began to talk in circles.  “what are they lying about?”

folklore by t.s. / @rightfullyenthroned ( accepting )

[redmcnd]

media  based  starter  //  @rightfullyenthroned​

“  the  way  i  see  it,  every  life  is  a  stack  of  good  things  and  bad  things.  ”  gaze  moves  to  the  other,  lips  pursing  a  moment  before  continuing.  “  the  good  things  do  not  always  soften  the  bad  things,  and  vice  versa;  the  bad  things  don’t  necessarily  spoil  the  good  things  or  make  them  unimportant.  ”

[griefprofiled]

ROAN & CLEO FT @rightfullyenthroned

🎵WOKE UP BLAMED IT ON THE VODKA! ✌😎🍾🎵

[lionveincd]

Lowkey drops pyrrhicmessiah & a plate of cookies 👀

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Okay, historically Clarke is not my favorite person, especially in roleplay but that being said, see below

How they play them:I literally love the way that Bailey writes clarke, okay? Like the girl has faults. BIG ONES. but bailey knows it and writes them for what they ARE and uses it in characterization and honestly probably one of the best clarkes around

The Mun: BAILEY is such a doll baby, and listens to me whine and also sends me musey cute stuff during the day and i love it

Do I:

RP with them: hell yes

Want to RP with them: extra hell yes

What is my;

Overall Opinion: ilovebaileyandclarkesomuchokaybyebye

[gracefallena]

@rightfullyenthroned​  said:   ❛ i had a marvellous time ruining everything ❜    »    𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

it’s   bizarre   how   much   FUN   he   manages   to   have   with   her   now   they’ve   both    started   to   work   together   with   the   same   goal   in   mind .    making   that   little   lord’s   life   HELL   has   been   about   the   only   good   thing   to   come   out   of   all   this .   and   while   her  flirtatious   side   &   soft   touches   still   felt   so   foreign   &   strange   after   how   BITTER   she   used   to   be   with   him ,    he   can’t   help   but   relish   in   every   single   once    as   they    get   to    watch   the   BLOOD   drain    out   of   aron’s   face   because   of   them .   ❝  mm ,   i   can   tell . ❞    the   rapid   thundering   of   his   heart   summarises    the   last   few   hours   of    excitement   for   him ;   the   long ,   DRAWN   out   dinner   with   glances   cast   across   the   table   &    low ,   dangerous   whispers   exchanged   to   make   her   old   friend   uncomfortable .   the   small   get   together   afterwards ,   where   she   SPENT   the   entire   time   wrapped   in   his   arms ,   giggling   &   laughing   &   showing   aron   just   how   much   fun    she   could   really   have   with   someone   she   actually   liked .    and   then   the   quick   SLIP   out   of   the   main   room ,   the   implication   that   something   MORE   was   about   to   happen ,    when   in   fact   they’d   simply   escaped   to   the   quietest   spot   in   the    entire   mansion    to   read   &   gossip   and    to   finally   catch   their   breath .   he   laughs   as   he   flops   across   his   favourite   seat ,   old   and   worn   by   now ,   next   to  a   WIDE   window   which   overlooked   the   gorgeous   grounds .   the   book   he   was   reading    earlier   is   left   upside   down   on   the   carpet   next   to   it ,    but   he   doesn’t   bother   picking   it   up   just   yet .    he’s   already   having   too   much   fun   with   her .    ❝  there’s   something   insanely   satisfying   about   watching   him   squirm .   you   did   a   marvellous   job ,   cleo .   hopefully   he’ll   stop   bothering   the   two   of   us   from   now   on . ❞    but   right   now ,   he’s   not   quite   sure   he   ever   wants   their   game   to    END .    ❝  at   least   now   you’re   free   to   enjoy  your   night   the   way   you’d   like   to . ❞    

[veracicus]

@rightfullyenthroned wanted a starter with fred! [ and gets george too ]

“ Unbelievable. “

“ Uncanny. “

“ A mystery needing to be solved. “

“ Per chance our lovely Hufflepuff can help out. “

The twins had seated themselves at either side of Cleo, the familiar grin upon their faces as they looked at her.  Ever the trouble-making pair, though it didn’t seem like the trouble caused would be directed at her ( moreso like they needed some help with something ).

“ You’re a bright young witch. “

“ Perfectly capable of holding your ground. “

“ Definitely knows how to give people a run for their galleons. “

“ Perhaps you can help out. “

With the way they had spoken, it almost seemed as if they were going to ask her to f i g h t. However when next Fred spoke, it showed that it was anything but the case.

“ You know that abandoned bathroom, d’you reckon a lot of people still use it, Cleo? Or like... Barely so? “ he asked, a certain twinkle in his eyes, as if he were up to something, then again. When weren’t the twins up to something.

[evermxre-a]

@rightfullyenthroned​ said :  “They are like a swan on the dance floor. Graceful when still, but a waddling mess when on land.”

                                   at the ball starters // always accepting !!!

———

a snort of amusement as cerulean optics flicker over towards the duchess that’s currently dancing with the host of the evening. he has to admit, cleiona has a point. a very, very entertaining one. it’s almost enough to make one cringe, the sight of said ungraceful duchess ; god, it’s like torture to the eyes.            setting his now-empty champagne glass upon a passing footman’s tray, adam’s attention would then shift towards the young woman standing next to him upon the outer edge of the dance floor, a smile flickering across a handsome countenance.  “ tell me, princess, ”  the prince would begin, extending a hand to the blonde girl,  “ care to dance with me and show the rest of these nobles what ACTUAL dancing looks like? ”

[winteirsa]

@rightfullyenthroned​   sent  :    “but not for me, all I think about is karma.”     »    folklore prompts .

her    words    ignite    a     spark     in    his    eyes     and    he    grins .    so     many    had     come     to     doubt      the      princesses’       intentions ,      lys      included ,     but     jonas     had     always    had    a    HUNCH     she     would     remain     on      the     side .     “so    your    husband     hasn’t     charmed     his    way     into     your     heart     yet?”     he     asks ,     trying     to     keep     his     tone     as      light     as     despite     the     slight     edge    of     poison      that     seeps      from     his      tongue     at      the     mention      of     the     BLOOD    prince .      “and    there’s    me    thinking    he    had     every     girl      wrapped     around     his     finger  .   are     you    just     not    a    fan     of     broody ,    dark     men ? ”   

[dovesdeath]

ˏˋ⠀𑁍   @rightfullyenthroned​​  —-  deathless meme;   “  i  have  learned  to  watch  everything  die.  ”

THE  CORNERS  OF  PINK  BRIMS  PULL  DOWN  INTO  A  FROWN.   she  supposes  that  death  is  a  concept  people  often  grow  used  to   ---   numb  to   ,   even   ,   but  the  idea  of  it  makes  her  heart  ache  for  the  loss  she  has  suffered.   sympathy  flashes  in  eyes  of  mocha   ,   fidgeting  with  her  fingers  as  she  tries  to  come  up  with  the  perfect  thing  to  say   ...   and  fails.   the  most  she  can  mutter  out  is  a  low   ,   “   i’m  sorry.   ”

[sirencalled]

❝  no ,   you   didn’t   see   anything !  ❞    she’s    quick    to   snatch    &   slip   on  the   gloves    that    were    dangling   off    the    side    of    her    bed    before    she   moves    to    stand    in  front   of    the    MESS     she’s    caused .     snowflakes   in   the   middle   of    summer    was   certainly    a    thing    she    couldn’t    quite    explain    -----     it    was     already    hard    enough    to    convince    her    roommate    that    she     had    to    wear    gloves    due    to    a    skin    condition    -----      but    she’ll    still    try    to    find    some    kind    of    reasoning    for    the    icy    specs    that    were    still    floating     in    the    air    around   them .     ❝  they’re   not    real !  ❞     she    gushes    out    as    she    tries    to   BAT   away    and   melt    the    last    few  .     ❝  anna    sent    me     this    weird    confetti    in    the    mail .    she    was    just    trying    to    remind    me    of    home    and    the    package    went    everywhere ....  ❞      she    hates    having    to    lie    like    this    &    her    stomach    is    starting    to    churn .     ❝  i’ll    clean    it    up ,    i    promise !  ❞  

@rightfullyenthroned​ said :    “ i’m sorry, i thought i saw—… ”     /      ❄

[suspectedalways]

❝ parting… such sweet sorrow, right? ❞

john murphy quotes //  @rightfullyenthroned

               lips find themselves homage to a smile, the day has surely been a bit bittersweet, hasn’t it.   from their impromptu date a few days ago to get back at their cheating exes , then tonight as they planted a million different keys around the city with their respective phone numbers on it.  he’s had his hand linked with hers, and outside of the apartment he laughs.  cleo, always so poetic in how she does most things in her life.  

              ‘’     i guess you could say that,      ‘’          he pauses, though ...   one way to ensure pansy and aron kneel over in agony is to further enhance the show.  mischief glints in those steel grey eyes, bringing her hand up so his lips can brush over her knuckles like the true gentleman he was raised to be.  two cars in the parking lot instead of one, and he angles himself so he’s facing her fully.          ‘’          ------   a  proposition.      how about we give them a taste of their own medicine.    what they can’t see behind closed doors may hurt them more than us spending a tragic night alone.       i’ll take the couch, and beat your ass in uno.           ‘’  

[nowat-shesdaylight]

“ they say, “move on” but you know i won’t ”

“time is a wonderful thing,” she commented light-heartedly, without even realizing the thought had spilled beyond her lips.  there was once a time where she thought the same, how heartache was a constant and despite how wonderful the outside world was to her, that it would never go away.  it would remain, throughout the good and the celebrations, until her last and final breath until one day she woke up and it was a little easier.  the pain of knowing eugene had left was still there, but it was easier.  and the more time passed, the easier it became - now she could sit in a room with him without feeling her heart begin to crumble into tiny, shattered pieces.  not to mention her heart was full and warm, practically an explosion of love at the thought of what her love life had become with her husband. “and i know how utterly cliché that sounds, but i’ve learned it’s one of the most valuable and helpful things in life.  it may not feel completely better, and it may feel impossible, but---  it’s not.  you never know, you may move on one day and not even realize that you have.”

folklore by t.s. / @rightfullyenthroned ( accepting )

[griefprofiled]

Plots please (literally always) 🥺😌

verse swap, cleo gets thrown from capitol into t100 and meets king roan who is a bit more austere due to having so much more on his shoulders as king of azgeda

amren and cleo, when tensions arise between courts rhys brings amren along to negotiations like putting a gun on the table, jokes on everyone she and cleo probs get along just fine

matrix au, cleo gets pulled from the matrix by kane, to find out it's all a lie built by alie to use humans as glorified batteries and is taught how to manipulate the programming in a war to smash the system

AND FOR CLARKE TOO BC WHY NOT

colliding immortals au, roan and clarke have run into each other over the centuries as enduring immortals. after losing touch before the bombs, they collide again, this time as wanheda and azgeda king; attempting to avert disaster that threatens to wipe everyone else out

clarke and hades!kane. when jake dies and abby gets on the wrong side of a disagreement in olympus, she seeks sanctuary in the underworld with kane and takes clarke with her; surprise the god of the dead is actually a pretty normal guy who just lives here and does the paperwork

clarke and the red queen. a more sophisticated and dangerous AI woken up in the hive below the lab when praimfaya hits, the red queen sends clarke to the valley to collect madi and then keeps them safe in the hive; giving her entry to the one connecting to the bunker and locking weapons systems onto the eligius the second it hits orbit

[lionveincd]

Five times kissed

The first time that they kiss, it’s like Cormac can feel himself absorbing Cleo’s grief. He does it without hesitation, allowing her to pour into him. She kisses him like someone who’s desperate - not for attention or love but for the greater grand scheme of emotion as a whole. Her lips taste like the sweetest sorrow he’s ever experienced, and maybe that’s the reason. Maybe that’s the reason that when his arms circle her to lower her to the mattress, they do so gently and with care. Where McLaggen is known for reckless hot and dirty fucks, he touches Cleo with such a soft hand. She’s too beautiful to continue to break anymore, it wont happen at his hand. Their second kiss comes in a dance, swirling around the room, feeling high on life. Everyone is watching them and he knows that he’s lucky, but wont show it. He allows his arrogance to take its natural home on his face, teases her a little and then finds himself lost when her lips come crashing into his. He can almost feel the enitre room collectively gasp at the idea that Celo Bellos was kissing a McLaggen.She’s the daughter of good and he’s the son of evil and neither one of them have ever had secrets about that. If the room wants a show, they’ve certainly got one though, because the dance suddenly means nothing. She’s cupping his face and his hands are in her well done hair and he knows they’re both on the road to hell. Their third kiss comes with laughter and the feeling of water splashing at their ankles as they kick around in the lake behind McLaggen Mansion. She’s so lightweight when he lifts her up that he hardly notices when her legs wrap around him, but he definitely does notice when her lips press to his, water dripping from her hair onto his cheeks as they fight between laughing, kissing, and breathing.He’s not sure he has ever known love in any form, not froma partner and not from his parents, but if he ever allowed himself to dream it, it might feel like this. Kiss number four isn’t really number four. But there are so many between three and four that how could he possibly count them? Kiss number four has his blood boiling, his rage turning to a red level, and his hands come to her shoulders, pushing her away. Hard enough to be foreceful but not enough to hurt her. Not even now that he knows the truth. “I have a war to fight Cleiona” He says, spitting venom in his tone. He can still feel the ghost of her lips on his and he’s furious that he desperately wants them back, even now. “Go to hell, and never do that again.” He shook his head - shocked that she’d tried to kiss him now, after telling him the truth, as if her lips could heal what she had just destroyed. His back turned to her and he walked into the darkness, the oncoming battle already loud enough to cause stirring in the castle walls.The night wasn’t over, but maybe, if he were lucky, this battle would be the end of him and none of this would matter anyways. The fifth kiss was wrong. It was born of Cleo’s desperation and Cormac’s weakness. Nothing about the bathroom of the leaky cauldron was an appropriate place for a girl like Cleo to have Cormac’s teeth leaving dark angry marks on her neck. If he was honest, which he wasnt, he was avoiding the reality shock that kissing her lips might bring him. Instead, he was all hands and teeth, determined to make her cry out for him in this ranky little bathroom. Maybe he was punishing her a little, letting her have this but turning his back on her when she asked for any more of him. Maybe he would just never be able to give her anything real again, and maybe this was real in its own way. He didn’t know but he couldn’t think. He fingered, he bit, he moaned and he drew the same noises from her lips and when they were done, he zipped his pants, pressed his lips to her head and said “Pull yourself together before someone sees you like this.” And that was it, he was gone again.