#sparkledcrowns.

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns’ ELLIE

“where have you been, sweet girl?” ulka laughs, pulling her little sister closer to her. “i remember dancing with you for a moment, and then…” her hands make a vague, shape in the air. poof. “you were gone. winnowed away and i was dancing alone.” and, admittedly not for long either — having made a friend or four around the bonfire.

[ethercvl]

closed starter for @sparkledcrowns ( ellie )

adelaide's   costume   was   definitely   something   that   she   had   thought   of   in   keeping   to   her   job   throughout   the   festivities.   the   dark   dress   covered   in   feathers   helped   her   blend   into   the   shadows   of   the   poorly   lit   gardens.   however   that   didn't   stop   her   from   stepping   into   the   path   of   her   friend.   the   youngest   of   the   day   high   family   was   someone   that   adelaide   had   grown   up   with   after   her   adoption   into   the   hightower   family.   "ellie,   are   you   having   fun?"

[ethercvl]

fashion   was   something   that   the   high   lord   had   no   problem   with   sharing   with   the   other   fae   from   prythian.   "of   course,   there's   plenty   of   books   on   the   fashion   of   our   court.   you   just   need   to   be   shown   to   them."   he   offered   to   the   other.   "this   is   what   i   typically   wear,   however   i   tend   to   dress   more   traditionally.   not   all   of   the   dusk   court   dresses   the   same   as   i   choose   to."   yijun   explains   to   the   other.

☆ﾟ*·ﾟA BRIGHT SMILE rested on her face, glad that he was offering her suggestions on how to improve her knowledge on fashion of the dusk court. sienna wanted to be as respectful as she possibly could be. "that's a really good idea, thank you, i appreciate that!" she continued smiling and looked at him, tilting her head to the side, "if this is a strange question, please stop me. but your clothes, is this what you typically wear? do you enjoy it?" sienna twirled her hair, feeling a bit uncomfortable about asking. but she wanted to know as much as she possibly could.

[jadedblud]

@shvdwscng @ethercvl @sparkledcrowns

beatrice   sat   on   the   floor   of   the   winter   court's   apartments.   with   the   seasons   changing   and   to   the   all   around   year   season   for   the   winter   court,   beatrice   could   not   help   herself   as   she   sat   in   front   of   the   roaring   fire,   her   fingers   sewing   the   fur   to   the   hood   of   the   jacket   she   got   in   the   marketplace.   she   looked   up,   hearing   a   door   open   and   footsteps.   "i   have   more   thread   and   fur,   if   you   are   up   to   the   challenge,"   beatrice   said,   waving   a   lazy   hand   towards   the   supplies.   "if   we're   going   to   be   here   for   winter,   i   am   getting   a   head   start   in   preparing."

[shvdwscng]

STATUS : CLOSED ⟳ @sparkledcrowns ;; your choice !

the  commander  of  the  day  court,  in  a  rare  moment,  began  tampering  with  his  magic  in  an  effort  to  make  certain,  it  was,  in  fact,  all  returned.  he  had  been  attempting  to  locate  his  friend  and  high  lord,  but  in  truth  since  they'd  last  seen  one  another  during  the  festivities  and  then  he  wasn't  certain  where  ced  had  wandered  off  to.  he  was  also  certain  if  his  abilities  had  been  restored,  his  high  lord's  had  been  as  well  and  there  was  an  immense  measure  of  relief  within  the  commander.  it  was  one  thing  to  be  trapped  in  an  mysterious  court,  but  another  to  have  them  trapped  while  their  high  rulers  remain  without  their  powers.  "it  almost  feels  strange  to  have  celebrations  that  don't  end  in  a  disaster."  he  was  of  course,  grateful  for  that,  in  fact  the  opposite  had  occurred,  they  had  regain  what  they'd  lost  while  being  in  the  capital.

[lichtundschattens]

to: @sparkledcrowns ellie

“You’re radiant,” he murmured, his voice a steady ember that flared to life as the words fell from his lips. “Like the stars themselves.”

He doubted she’d expected his return. After all, Viego had vanished so swiftly after their last encounter, pulled away by the call of his work as a spy. Though he cared deeply for the high lady, he’d long accepted that his duty always came first. He was disciplined that way, his steel resolve forged in the fires of a childhood that taught him to be tough—unyielding against the world’s jagged edges.

Yet now, as he took in the sight of her, a gentle smile crept up his lips. It was strange how quickly he’d come to care for her, how something in him stirred, urging him to keep her safe from the darkness he knew too well. He wanted to see her happy, to shield her from the universe’s cruelties—though he couldn’t explain why. Their last meeting had occupied his thoughts, a persistent echo. He could still feel the ghost of her warmth against his cold hand, remember the spark in her hazel eyes as they caught the light of the sparkling stars, and her smile—a warm, steady glow he hadn’t realized he’d been longing for.

“Perhaps it was all foreshadowing... a glimpse of how you’d reclaim your light, like the night sky reborn under the stars.”

[stxrfclls]

closed for @sparkledcrowns !

nerina  wasn't  sure  how  to  feel  about  the  return  of  her  magic.  it  was  like  a  lost  friend,  a  piece  of  herself  that  had  been  hidden  away  and  now  rediscovered.  but  she  could  also  see  all  those  around  recklessly  flaunting  the  resurgence  as  if  it  would  not  cause  concern  in  their  hosts.  the  dusk  fae  had  been  kind  thus  far,  but  could  this  tip  the  scale  ?  she  worried  inside,  but  externally  the  summer  lady  was  simply  her  normal  self.  a  wallflower  observing  the  masses.  "  that  little  boy  is  going  to  catch  something  on  fire  if  he  is  not  careful.  "  she  mumbles,  watching  an  autumn  court  youth  recklessly  flinging  about  his  little  flames  close  to  a  vendor  selling  paper  goods.  

[ofsvnshine]

closed   starter   - @sparkledcrowns ( sienna )

“   so   what   ?   ”   the   illyrian   started   as   he   tucked   his   wings   in   closer   to   his   body.   “   am   i   to   just   start   seeing   an   influx   of   little   animals   running   around   now   and   have   to   assume   some   of   them   are   members   of   your   court   ?   ”   he   questioned,   head   tilted   to   the   side   a   bit. 

[ofcourtfables]

the following are at risk of being unfollowed and have 24 hours to make 2 interactions per muse:

@sparkledcrowns ( all muses )

@crxssdhearts ( hiran, 2 post. poppy and xavier will need another post to pass their ac in a few days )

@stxrfclls ( evander, 2; kerim, 1; lux, 2; nari, 1; reila, 1)

@n1ghtsongs ( morgana, tanvir, nori )

the following are on hiatus:

chany ( ethercvl ) - until 11/30

[eternalxstars]

closed starter @sparkledcrowns (sienna)

there were rolls of new fabric that she had purchased during the feast now lying in her room, waiting to be used. with the crispier weather in the solar courts, she knew she needed something thicker than her spring court clothes in her wardrobe. there was no knowing how long they would be here and she could not be caught out. sofia was always prepared for the eventualities and this was something she knew exactly who to approach to sort out. "just the one i was looking for," she announced as she approached sienna with a beaming smile. "i have a request for you."

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns’ DAMON.

“you know, i think this is the business where i’d prefer not to have repeat clients,” alejandro says, already digging through his supplies to find a salve. familiar with the older fae, damon was prone to a number of injuries for his occupation that alejandro was smart enough not to ask any questions about. it was probably what kept him coming back in the first place. it’s not like he’d get real answers. “i’m not the most well-equipped to assist you here, unfortunately. but i’ve got just the thing to treat you still.”

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns' ELLIE.

it's hard to sit down in such an intricate dress without ruining it, but at this point of the evening, jia doesn't really care if the pleats of the dress stay intact or not. still, she sits with a straight back as she looks out to the crowd.

a beautiful fae with the most gorgeous yellow dress with a mischievous diamond cut into the centre of it passes her by and she's so mesmerized she can't help it -- "the bonfire and dancing and general festivities are back there," she calls to her. "you might have more fun that way."

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns' SIENNA.

having had one too many swallows of sweet wine, iain creeps up behind the familiar fae, sneaking an arm around her waist. he can barely hold in a laugh as he wraps his other arm around her, using that momentum to spin her in his arms like an overgrown baton. iain hardly lets her get a squeak out before vertically righting her onto the emerald grass.

"by the cauldron, sienna. you shouldn't let people sneak up on you like that."

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns and @n1ghtsongs' MUSES.

in a very strange way, iain was starting to grow comfortable in their current arrangement. it wasn't home exactly, but he was starting to learn shopkeepers names. the blueprint of their lodgings were sticking to the back of his head and he was able to trace it with his eyes closed. considering that he had never truly left the spring court except for vacations to the other courts while growing up, it was strange to even start referring to a different building as 'home'.

"i never understood what it meant to be homesick..." iain muses outloud, "but i think i'm sick of missing home, you know?"

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @ethercvl and @sparkledcrowns' DAY COURT MUSES

considering the treasure she'd left buried in their court, iphigenia felt that being around the fae of the day court was unsettling. while once, she'd known a friendly face or two, she made an effort to steer clear of their paths lest she be forced to engage in an uncomfortable situation. they were plenty lovely, but served as too much of a reminder of her shirked responsibility. today, she felt like a cornered dog, tugging on a taut leash.

"excuse me," iggy says, announcing her presence. "i have a message from lady ulka... she asked to pass along the message that she will be in the infirmary for an extended period of time."

[slivertm]

“i fear that i cannot be considered well-rested for another decade.” the permanent toll of the stress of this period would steal away a portion of her youth forever. and, despite the return of their magic, she felt more unease at the lack of guidance they received from the mother. "is this what they refer to as aging? it feels like only yesterday when i was able to dance until sunrise and move straight into dusk ritual without a complaint."

☆ﾟ*·ﾟBOUNCING UP AND down on his toes, damon tried to wake himself up a little more. he was usually up with the sunrise, always ready at dawn, but was struggling a bit this morning. "i usually am up with the sun. but admittedly, yes, after last night, my head's feeling a little heavy." damon knew he'd had too much to drink and hated himself for it. he'd already drank far too much water, but he needed to kickstart his day. "i need to get back into prime fighting shape. how're you feeling this morning?"