ooc: Alright I had a massive spike of pain. I don’t think I’m gonna be able to even come close to touching the drafts again. :( Sorry. I wanted to do new starters for people too, but um.

Cold day in hell, haha. Not happening.

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M!A: You try to kill everyone you love

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theprincessnobody:

theprincessnobody:

"Where is she? I’m going to kill her!" Tris yelled as she held up a knife and headed towards her sister’s house. 

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"And what do you know?!" Tris yelled as she got closer. "What do you know about anything?!" Tris heard it though. She heard the fear in her sister’a voice and she felt a trickle of pity and that trickle opened like a wave. She felt all of the hurt and anguish and anger and all of the sudden it was pointed at herself. It seemed like time had stopped and she saw the blood on her sisters arm and the first thing she did was whisper a wide eyed horrified "I. I’m so sorry." Before quickly turning the knife around and crying out in pain as it cut through soft tissue and plunged into her own stomach before falling on the floor.

"No…No…No! Tris…TRIS!" Cherise felt her limbs turning into lead. Tears immediately sprung to her eyes. Why did it have to come to this? Why did things have to end this way? She hated magic and everything about it. Maybe it was a sweet blessing that she didn’t have a bit of magic within her. Knowing her son was safe, just startled, she scrambled to her sister’s side and first made sure to fling the knife as far as possible.

She reached for her sister and placed her hand over the wound, then shook her head frantically. “Don’t be sorry… Don’t be sorry, Tris. You know what you have to do? You have to stay with me… Stay with me, Tris. Listen to my voice. I’m here… I’m…I’m here! Oh my gods…why…”

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fairfairmaiden:

Castiel’s strength came from the same sources. Love for her brothers along with the love of her kingdom. She firmly believed they would be better off with her alive. But there was also the bitter ice cold fire burning in her heart. The fire that urged her forward, to continue her crusade against those who tied to possess her. Who tried to use her.

" You found your strength though helping others. You are right. I am strong for my kingdom. I survive out of my concern for them. And that is how we must find our strength to continue on each day. We must give to ourselves what fate has hidden from us for so long. " Her voice was clear, more of the order-giving princess than the demure observant fair maiden. Cherise reminded Castiel of herself in some ways, but more specifically the Castiel before the curse. The one who had still believed in people and in hope.

" My life is depressing, dear. You needn’t apologize for speaking only of the truth, "

To commiserate, Cherise did find herself a bit warmer. Someone knew those desperate feelings she had. Someone knew her sadness and never truly knowing. Castiel knew the sadness. While Cherise had found her happiness, it was still a comfort to find someone who understood just how a curse could twist one’s life and seemingly ruin everything.

"It really is the truth. Our truth. The only sort of lives we ever really knew. And where do we go from here? We just walk forward, I guess. Whatever happens. A step at a time. It really isn’t fair. People can make plans and we take everything slowly… We plan on our own terms."

Cherise tried to bring out her smile again. Remember to smile. A smile could confuse people when you were up to something. A smile was defense against pain and sadness. A smile meant no defeat.

"Have you found other ways to be strong? I…I did find that being so ill so often meant I could find out town gossip easy. I kept it to myself. Sometimes I could find out which people were needing a smile and I’d leave them little presents when they least expect it. Not much… Folded paper animals to cheer them up. That was all."

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" I'm sorry for being an over-imaginative little girl and telling you stories " - Luna

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itsybitsymonster:

grumblygardens:

"Darling…why are you apologizing for being a child? Why apologize for being what you are? Come here… Don’t you know I love stories? Shhh."

" My father doesn’t ask you to do things. He tells you…. And you listen. So, yes. I would. " Luna answered, hesitantly but honestly. She knew the truth wasn’t a nice one and even as she spoke some of the memories of her father flashed before her eyes. Never had he asked for her death, Luna knew, but someday he might. And she knew that if he wanted her dead, it would happen. One way or the other. Gulping, she turned her head away, avoiding Cherise’s eyes. Her gaze burned Luna’s cheeks red.

" But I’m not strong, " Luna objected with an audible gulp following it. She couldn’t see herself as the horse that could break down the fence. Rather she was the one quietly accepting her fate, trapped by both her father and her own blood. Her nervous twitching - the biting of her lip and her glancing around at all times - was only growing worse.

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" … You’re not a monster though. You’re capable of so much good. You help people. I only hurt. And everyone knows my kind are monsters. That’s why we had to go into hiding. Because people want us dead because we are monsters. " Staring down at her hands, Luna let out a sigh that shuddered her entire body. Those were the hands that though they had never had any blood on them, had caused so much pain.

"You’re stronger than you seem, Luna. You’ve lived this long under this sadness in your life. Most people would not live. They would become empty shells and happily await death. You can escape. You just have to find the perfect chance to do so." Cherise wanted to give Luna more. She couldn’t teach her to use her powers, but there was likely someone in town who could. There was always someone in town who could. If not someone in town, there had to be books in the subject. The only thing that could surprise Cherise anymore would be if Pongo talked. Even then, she probably wouldn’t have to stop too long to need comforting.

She could only feel herself growing more worried and upset for Luna. In good conscience, she couldn’t send her back to that house. She would be miserable. Terrible things would happen to her the longer she stayed there.

"Luna… In the eyes of my people, I’m not capable of doing anything good. Just my breathing is a reason for them to want to murder me. I’m in constant fear that they’ll find me… Or my mother. Or my father. Oberon would see my mother and I dead just to have my father hurt." Cherise closed her eyes and bowed her head.

"There are no monsters in the world, truly. Just very, very evil people who are selfish and like to take things. Some try to make innocent people into monsters because it makes it easier to hurt a "monster". Some people manipulate others to turn them into monsters. Luna, I truly don’t believe in monsters because of my experiences…" She wanted to shield Luna away from the world. Even a beautiful fairy was more likely to be a "monster" than a child with a great power that could be bent.

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afflictedwithdisbelief:

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Honestly, this wasn’t at all what she had planned for her life. Most of it was just missteps and mistakes but it certainly faired better than what she had expected from life. From the very beginning she had searched for her parents and Princess and and Prince were never on her list as possible occupations for her parents. This whole town was based around a notion that she herself would never believe nor could she comprehend completely.

"When do we set it up? I’m roaring for a little time." She loved Henry with her whole heart and as soon as she said those words she felt this slight anxiety about not being with him for those few hours. She began to wring her wrist for a few seconds then stared back at her companion. "Yeah, maybe a little time away is something I need. Do you ever just get this sinking feeling about leaving your kids even if it’s just for a few hours? That it’s terrifying? Granted when I go get Neal and Henry they’re both going to be covered in a sticky mess, I know it. Ugh, I’m over thinking this."

Emma raised a brow, “One whole year? Seven children; How do you do it?” She licked her teeth and shook her head, “Rhetorical, sorry. It all sounds wonderful learning and growing with one another. Maybe not the Whole Regina curse thing that sucked to high heaven, for most people here… I don’t know what I’m going on about. It sounded better in my head.”

Alike, yet so different. The more Emma spoke, the more Cherise found her fairy-like curiosity piqued. It crossed her mind immediately that if Emma had been a child, she would have no arguments within herself about stealing her away. There was just something wildly enchanting about her and it drew her attention in. She couldn’t say that about many adults.

"Tell me about it." Cherise could feel the ache in her body from old illness mixing with the stress of running a household with seven small children rushing around. "I just know in an hour that everything will be torn apart… Not even an hour. I love my kids, but it feels so pointless to clean sometimes." With four toddlers, she had to time everything and predict every single move of her children. At least her older children were on her side. Well, most of the time. They could be helpful, but if they got it into them to start "helping" her with paper crafts, then they could do more damage than the little ones.

Cherise burst into giggles, “No, no…I ask that all the time, Emma. Don’t even worry about it. Uh… Probably have to borrow Henry’s book. You know that whole Thumbelina thing? Yeah well um, my fairy prince was an asswipe. Jiminy was a much better prince. I don’t know what you’d call our relationship in the Enchanted Forest. I kinda helped him babysit Pinocchio and make sure he and Geppetto ate. I knew Archie for a while. But uh, he was a different color and we were the same size! I just didn’t…remember until you broke the curse. So I have to thank you. I kinda owe Neal one for getting uh, lost, too…” She glanced down at Kiernan and smiled.

"Wasn’t so much learning and growing as it was remembering and that was really, really hard. The kids thing comes really naturally. During the curse I got to be a kindergarten teacher. I was a nun for a little while, too… My nunning skills sucked. Nunning. Is that a word?" Cherise wrinkled her nose in thought. "It is now. Anyway… I like kids. A hell of a lot more than I do adults. Present company and a select few very close friends not included. Their understanding of the world is different than what an adult’s is. I understand kids. Maybe because I’m short, naive, and grumpy if I don’t get my nap time!"

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ooc: About to start on my drafts. If anyone would like to plot, let me know. I’m in some pain, but I’d love to start something new with those who haven’t talked to Cherise yet.

Seriously there’s a ton of you following. 421 of you, to be precise. You can’t tell me there’s not one of you who hasn’t wanted to talk to me yet? I’m not a mind reader. Send me the signal and I’ll attack your inbox or I’ll reply to you right here.

Let’s get rping. Really.

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[Songs for Cherise]

If I Die Young - The Band Perry
Therapy - India.Arie feat Gramps Morgan
She's a Rainbow - The Rolling Stones
Demons - Imagine Dragons
Let Me Be Your Wings - Jodi Benson, Gary Imhoff
Princess Diaries Waltz - John Debney
You Don't Bring Me Flowers - Barbra Streisand
Move On - Mandy Patinkin, Bernadette Peters
Tiny Dancer - Elton John
For Those Below - Mumford and Sons
I See the Light - Mandy Moore, Zachary Levi
When You Wish Upon a Star - Fred Mollin
Not With Haste - Mumford & Sons
Everything You Do - He Is We
There is Life - Allison Krauss
Glitter in the Air - P!NK
Underneath Your Clothes - Shakira
Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Ray
Modern Love - Matt Nathanson
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M!A: You try to kill everyone you love

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theprincessnobody:

theprincessnobody:

"Where is she? I’m going to kill her!" Tris yelled as she held up a knife and headed towards her sister’s house. 

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"You killed my dreams! You like our fathers wife don’t you?! And she still lives the bitch. She lives and I mean to kill her and I’ll kill you too! I hate you!" Tris yelled though inside she felt a sparkle of sadness. Her sister mentioning the past. She fought it though and she continued to be angry at her sister. "You aren’t going to take away my dreams anymore."

Cherise stared up at Tris. Why would it matter her affections for River?

"…Please don’t… It isn’t River’s fault what she’s become… She’s very much like us, Tris. She’s been stolen. She hasn’t been allowed to have love. She was taken away. Please… She’s so very much like me…" She closed her eyes and braced herself to defend Kiernan from an attack and drew in a breath.

"What dreams? Oberon took them all away from us. We weren’t allowed to have any… All we could do was grab scraps and tried… R-River agreed…apparently to save our mother…and to save me. B-but I don’t think she understands Oberon as well as we do, Tris! Y-you know that. You know that as well as I do. Wh-what’s come over you? I would…never. Not my little sister… Not anyone. Because I know…"

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fairfairmaiden:

" You do have power, " Castiel answered firmly, her hands clasping the arms of her throne tightly, " You have power in other ways. That’s how we must find our power. Not in the typical ways but the alleys that others do not think.  " She wished she had the ability to bestow curses and powers upon people as the witch had done to her. She wanted to gift the woman with something, anything, to restore what she saw as a loss.

" You have a smile full of light. And you have found strength where I have found only weakness. "

What didn’t kill one made them stronger… Was that what they said? Cherise wasn’t sure if she believed it. She found strength in loved ones and living to spite those who decided to hate her because of her birth. Strength was only because people needed her and because people loathed her.

"Smiling helps other people. You are strong for your kingdom… I have children I had to be strong for. Even when I was without a family, I still had my class. I couldn’t very well be that good teacher and tell them about how to take on the world by being bitter on the outside… Pretending to be strong. I guess…I guess it did help."

With her teacup drained, Cherise raised her eyes gently to Castiel. “I’m sorry this is depressing, your Highness.”

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M!A: You try to kill everyone you love

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theprincessnobody:

theprincessnobody:

"Where is she? I’m going to kill her!" Tris yelled as she held up a knife and headed towards her sister’s house. 

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"No. Everyone is to blame for their doings. I hate all of you! You all shall die." She stated as she tried to grab the baby from her sister again. She was furious at her sister taking away the baby, and she slashed through the air, the knife landing and slicing Cherise’s skin on her arm. "You deserve it! You worthless piece of shit!" She screamed as she tried to get at her sister again.



Cherise threw herself over her child and closed her eyes. She could hear Kiernan crying. If only she could bring him close to feel her heartbeat. But with how frightened she was, how would that be of any comfort to him? Enduring the cut, she winced and let out a tiny cry.

"T-Tris… Wh…what was it that I did to you? What was it? I’ll do anything to right it… Please… But do not blame my children. The sins of the parent do not carry onto the child… Why? Why…I …I never… I thought we… After I had met you, I thought this was everything we had dreamed of… I had a sister… A baby sister…We had both been so wronged in our lives… We suffered. Our mother suffered! Wh…what happened?"

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" I'm sorry for being an over-imaginative little girl and telling you stories " - Luna

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itsybitsymonster:

grumblygardens:

"Darling…why are you apologizing for being a child? Why apologize for being what you are? Come here… Don’t you know I love stories? Shhh."

" … My father says that books aren’t healthy to enjoy so much, " Luna mumbled, biting her lip nervously, " He says that my attempts to escape show that I am weak and unable to deal with the real world. He says I shouldn’t be so happy with books. " Many a time her father had swiped the books out of her hands, telling her to stop living in a daydream world. That she was being foolish and childish. That it was better to just accept her fate as a monster than all of these attempts to escape reality. At the memory of these words, a shiver went down Luna’s spine. For a second, there were tears.

" I am a monster though. It’s in my blood. So shouldn’t I accept it? Like you accepting you’re a fairy… You’re a fairy and there’s nothing you can do about it. And I’m a monster who can do horrible things, " She tried for a smile, but it was weak, unsure.


"If your father told you to jump off a bridge, would you?" It was an inane thing to ask, but it was simple. She often asked her class that when they stated things like Jane and Michael had told them to do something, but they knew it had been wrong to do so…or Madeline had walked along a fence and she had done it without getting hurt. But Jane and Michael had a nanny that taught them right from wrong and knew better. Madeline could fit on the fence. "Only a strong animal can break out of a cage, Luna. You know that… You should see the stables near the outskirts of Storybrooke. The stronger the horse, the more of fence he can tear down… Or she. Strength is not limited to male or females."

Cherise grinned and shook her head. “And…this is where I must correct you. I…I am, in the eyes of the fairies, just a monster. A “dirty blood”. An abomination. Monsters are relative to who sees what, Luna… Because I am half sprite, to some fairies, I am a monster. I have no magic and no wings, therefore I am a monster. Dirty blood, shouldn’t mingle, should have been left to the animals… To you? I’m fae. You can’t tell…but they can.”

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"You don’t know do you? No one’s ever told you why they’re really after us?" She tensed her jaw and felt a her eyes begin to sting as she spoke. "This is not my time, this was never my time. Where I come from anything related to magic is being hunted all because of a Queen who use it against a whole kingdom. Oberon is one enemy but everyone else is the entirety of it. Right now this will be the only safe place for him to be, for Mordred." She replied, "Now say my name! That name she called me when I was hers, when Vera took me. Do you know about Emrys? Did you know that he tried to kill my son, tried to kill me on numerous occasions? There is so much more than you know…going on. So much more."

She took a deep breath in, “I don’t need anyone to help me. I just need to kill that bastard and take my rightful place as Queen. I am the Queen and everyone will hear my song. They will cower before my feet and sink.”

"And you need to learn to start speaking up. We need to all start working together because if we keep doing all of this back-handed stuff, we’re just going to end up accidentally killing each other. Stop this, River. River… That’s your name. River. You’re the child of Syrena and Gregory Whale. Once Ariel and Dr. Frankenstein. You know who you are and no matter what, you ended up finding us, still!"

Cherise hissed. Even if the timelines were different and varied, she still had those gentle touches of good in her life, didn’t she? Fiercely staring at River, Cherise could feel her heart leaping out of her chest. “Everyone needs help! Every single person needs help sometimes. Stop this because you’re just going to kill yourself or someone you care about! There are more important things than power or title…like your child’s happiness and health! This isn’t about you anymore! It’s about your child getting a fair shake a life!”

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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy! When skies are gray, you'll never know friend, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. Surprise beautiful person! Just wanted to say you are amazing and an excellent roleplayer! :D So glad to have found you! -roseanon

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<3 thanks roseanon. That’s a special song for me. Not gonna explain it here but it tends to follow me.

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bow to the princess, grumblygardens

fairfairmaiden:

" I don’t think the world is ever kind to the meek. We have to find power in other ways, " For a second, the princess was tempted to tell her secret: to tell how she had discovered her own source of power. How she had taught the manipulative and selfish suitors a lesson. At the last second, her pale lips closed slowly. The woman seemed too pure, too kind and gentle. Perhaps Cherise was wearing a mask, much like Castiel was. It would be safer to not test the mask. Her fingers slowly drummed out a beat on her throne, weak and unsteady.

Cherise glanced at the teacup in her hands. What power did she hold? She was so useless…so weak. She looked up a Castiel with a sad smile. “I am…happy you found that. I never did. All I could do was hold on. Even now I’m… I’m just a mother. Fairies are supposed to have magic and power and… I’m nothing. No wings. No light. Maybe the illness took more than I guessed.”

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ooc: HOW DO YOU LOSE FOLLOWERS WHEN YOU POST A LOT OF RP?!

O_O Guys I am not a meme blog. Do not follow me for memes.

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