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does that make mal a f*rry
fun fact, this is something i said to edy OVER A YEAR AGO on skype but itās relevant again skjdghsjg

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@soughtbirthrightĀ replied to yourĀ post:Ā soughtbirthright replied to your post: my mal,...
does that make mal a f*rry
fun fact, this is something i said to edy OVER A YEAR AGO on skype but itās relevant again skjdghsjg

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@soughtbirthrightĀ replied to yourĀ post:Ā my mal, looking at benās facial hair: dude weāre...
i laughed so hard what is he a muppet
sjdghsjk i mean i was just talking about his regular ass beard but when he goes all beast im LOSIN it heās like a courage the cowardly lion ass looking motherfucker
my mal, looking at benās facial hair: dude weāre not getting back together if you donāt shave i canāt do this
[i know i havenāt posted much here in a few days, but iāve mostly only been active on my multimuse, because i am desperately trying to get stuff started over there. still, iām around, and iāll see if you guys send me anything so feel free]
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā ā you can strip down without showing skin.

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bornefairā:
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā the light peeking in from the now-open door is what wakes her, lashes fluttering blearily open as she shifts up on her elbow, peering owlishly at the doorway and the figure drawing nearer.Ā ā mal? ā evie murmurs, though she really neednāt as the shape becomes clear in her vision. violet hair is in slight disarray, and the faeās cheeks are ruddy, almost as if sheās beenāāĀ ā you look awful. ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā she sits up immediately, moving the covers to make room for mal as she shifts even further to sling her legs over the edge of the bed. manicured fingers reach for her girlfriendās to tug her lightly closer.Ā ā what happened, querida? ā thereās concern written in every feature, sleep still weighing at her eyelids but at bay.Ā ā where were you? ā
@bornefaeĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āThanks.ā Thereās still some trace left of the strain in her voice from earlier, still some scratchiness from screaming herself hoarse, but she hopes the most of it has faded.Ā āYou donāt.ā She clears her throat. āOr whatever.ā She trudges forward the first couple of steps, but then the draw of being closer to her girlfriend gets strong enough that her strides get longer, faster; she barely needs to get pulled closer by the time sheās reaching her.
Ā Ā Ā Not quite meeting Evieās eyes, she drops onto the bed beside her, choosing to lean her head against her shoulder and stare blankly across the room instead.Ā āUm.ā She closes her eyes for a moment, shifting in place and leaning more of her weight against the princess, and then she sighs before she lets them open again.Ā āNowhere. I just---I just came from the gardens on the edge of the campus.ā Thereās a beat, where she hesitates, and her voice just might shake slightly when she adds,Ā āAnd, um, before that. I went to the Isle?ā
hcllsheirā:
Ā Ā Helena sat in the gardens toward the back of the school. More so a science project for some of the more, greenery-included princesses at AP. She tended to feel more empty here than anywhere else. Maybe it was something to do with the sadness the plants seemed to radiate. Missing the spring as most did when winter months came about. Without a greenhouse, she wondered what could be in such a cold climate.Ā
Ā Ā The notebook was opened on her legs, long lines of script marking up each line. Stupid repeated words, sayings sheās heard that day, and just any thought that came to mind. She was BORED. Something her brothers wouldnāt understand. How does one feel more bored being free than when locked up?
Ā Ā Her interest peaked when she heard a cry in the trees. More or less a cry than anger. PURE RAGE. Something the daughter of death understood very well. She crept through the trees in order to discover what escape fromĀ boredom that teased her. In the clearing, she took in the look of the purple haired pixie she had all but stopped thinking about in these last months. Without thinking the dark-haired princess scoffed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āWhat did the trees ever do to you?ā
Ā Ā Ā Mal would jump, if she had the presence of mind to be startled---or the energy to do much at all besides struggle to manage her hiccuping gasps. As it is, the unsympathetic sound both fills her with the usual dread that sheās being seen like this---and with a strange comfort that comes with familiarity. The thing she despises most about hurting here on Auradon is when people fuss over every single display of pain and rush to try and fix it all like sheās something soft and weak that needs othersā help to be held together. She knows she should have outgrown that---but sheās only used to the isle, where empathy was the last thing on anyoneās mind.
Ā Ā Ā It takes every ounce of her willpower, but she finally forces her sobs down into sniffles, though her breath still comes uneven and sharp and the occasional sharp hitch in her breath still strikes her at unexpected moments. āA-actually, I w-was kind of screaming more at---the sky,ā she gets out, voice still breathless and hoarse, and thereās no way to sound casual with her words so mangled by her still-spilling tears. Still, she grits her teeth and tries anyway as she adds,Ā āThough fuck the trees, too. M-making oxygen so that I have t-to keep putting up with everything.ā Itās melodramatic, but hey, when isnāt she?
Ā Ā Ā Finally sparing a glance at Helena, thereās a shift in her expression that even Mal wouldnāt know how to identify---softness, or resignation, or relief or regret; all equally contradictory but still just as likely as the last with only her expression to go off of. She heaves a broken sigh and sits fully on the grass. āIām---not actually mad at th-the trees,ā she says, as though that really needed to be said, before letting herself fall to lay back and stare skyward again.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āY---our brother gives good advice, but I didnāt follow it. Stupid.ā
youāre all out here vilifying frankensteinās monster as if you too havenāt longed for love and acceptance and finding that denied to you sworn revenge on your creator . like come on . time to grow up
springincarnateā:
ā what about red? thatāll compliment your skin tone and your eyes. ā persephone shrugs.Ā ā something you ā should remember. blood doesnāt dictate family. ā a smile and a wink.Ā ā i mean, yāknow. if you wanted to run off like that ⦠iād keep your secret. ā
She hums contemplatively, the corner of her lips twisting a little in thought. āMaybe. I was mostly just hoping for something unnatural and way different from what I already have.ā Chuckling a little, though the sound is subdued, she does just barely manage a smile.
āWell, Iām not entirely sold on the idea yet, but Iāll keep that in mind. I could probably get pretty far as a dragon.ā
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā wow.Ā okay.Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā asĀ heĀ takesĀ aĀ seatĀ oppositeĀ herĀ slumpedĀ formĀ ,Ā theĀ princeĀ feelsĀ asĀ thoughĀ heāsĀ intrudingĀ onĀ Ā ā¦Ā Ā something.Ā heĀ isnātĀ sureĀ exactlyĀ whatāsĀ goingĀ onĀ hereĀ ,Ā butĀ sheĀ isĀ clearlyĀ Ā havingĀ someĀ sortĀ ofĀ CRISISĀ andĀ ifĀ remiĀ isĀ goodĀ atĀ anythingĀ ,Ā itāsĀ concealingĀ innerĀ turmoil.
Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā thatāsĀ aĀ littleĀ tooĀ dramaticĀ onĀ aĀ mondayĀ morningĀ ,Ā evenĀ forĀ meĀ ,Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā heĀ isnātĀ evenĀ sureĀ thatĀ theĀ exasperatedĀ wordsĀ wereĀ directedĀ atĀ himĀ andĀ notĀ partĀ ofĀ someĀ heartĀ -Ā rendingĀ monologueĀ Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā heĀ considersĀ herĀ predicamentĀ withĀ careĀ eitherĀ way.Ā Ā āĀ Ā Ā maybeĀ justĀ startĀ withĀ cuttingĀ yourĀ hairĀ ?Ā Ā iĀ likeĀ thatĀ color.Ā Ā andĀ itāsĀ okayĀ toĀ beĀ sadĀ ,Ā youĀ know.Ā sometimeĀ youĀ justĀ haveĀ letĀ thatĀ shitĀ OUTĀ soĀ youĀ canĀ moveĀ on.Ā Ā Ā ā
Ā Ā Ā At first, she only lets out a groan in response to his comment, before slowly, reluctantly sitting up in her seat.Ā āMy parents are villains---ā Is that a note of bitterness in her tone? And buried under it, a hint of despondency?Ā ā---I have to be dramatic or Iāll die. Itās in my genes.ā Sheās trying for a flippant attitude---trying and failing, because she canāt really keep from looking or sounding miserable, and sheās probably a few months past the point of being able to fool anyone into thinking she feels nothing.
Ā Ā Ā She meets his gaze only reluctantly, an ugly part of her still loathing to be seen when upset.Ā āMaybe. I just want to do something completely different, maybe I could drastically change my hairstyle---again.ā Sighing, she feels her brow furrow, and resists an urge to shake her head.Ā āI donāt really want to. Being sad sucks. Letting it out sucks worse. I guess I donāt really have a lot of say in it though given how shitty my---my whole life is---was---I donāt know.ā

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springincarnateā:
ā i know hades is ā more than rough around the edges.Ā and he and i have already had this discussion. ā she sighs. persephone can tell this poor girl has been dealt more than her fair share of unpleasant hands in her life.Ā no need to make it worse.
ā but, you know ā i have met your mother. and i know your father on a more than personal level and you are nothing like them. ā
a pause as she sips her tea.
ā the circumstances of our birth should never dictate how we live our lives. iāve told aeron and his siblings the same. that isle ā you may have grown up there, but it doesnāt have to define what you do or how you act. ā another sip.
ā donāt worry about hades, mal. heāll come around eventually. ā
The expression on her face tightens a little, but her eyes are downcast as she pointedly takes another drink of her tea rather than answer. She mulls it over in uneasy silence for a moment before she says, quietly,Ā āIām not so sure.ā
She may not know all too much about her father aside from a certain apathy they seem to share, but there are certainly echoes of her motherās treatment of her in the way she chooses to treat others---there are, but sheās not sure she should explain them aloud. Sheās not sure she wants to admit those things to someone whoās listening---whose opinion, somehow, matters to her.
She nods, hesitantly but not disbelievingly, although---she doesnāt look entirely reassured.
Her eyes flick up and then away at the goddessās final words, and her lips press together. āIām not... sure if thatās really what I want.ā Anymore, she doesnāt say, because to do that would be to admit to a naive hope she never should have had as a child.
Lizzie, babe, are you okay?
iām taking a quick shower but iāve got a few replies queued and iāll do the last couple as soon as iām out!
springincarnateā:
ā you know ā sometimes I think you might be my daughter.ā She offers a laugh. ā electric blue, huh. Let me guess. Would this have anything to do with a certain godā¦ā
āThat... would be so much better if it were true.ā She huffs out a sound that might sound like a laugh in return, if it werenāt so subdued. At the goddessās question, she opens her mouth to answer, before it hits her and her brow furrows as she pulls a face. āI---oh. I didnāt even think about---ā
She sighs, finally sitting up straight in her seat.Ā āMight have to pick a different one. I canāt have him ruining my escapist recovery fantasy, too.ā
so much is going on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! itās too much!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just want to sleep in the forest for 190 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! iām tired leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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springincarnateā:
persephone lets out a small laugh.Ā ā thorns. ā clever. ā she mutters, pushing the tea cup toward the girl. she takes a sip before allowing her gaze to fall back to the girl.Ā as persephone watches her, she tries to find ā anything that could undo this mess theyāve been thrown into. but alas āĀ
ā well, i would blame me, if i did. ā
she can no more hate mal for existing than she could hate any of the other kids from the isle.
ā you didnāt ask for this. i canāt fault you for existing, you had no choice ā ā
She ducks her head a little, tugging a shoulder up into a small shrug. Itās almost a smile on her face as she lifts her own tea cup to her lips for a small sip, maybe it would have been one if it werenāt for the uncertainty inherent in the situation.
āOh. I---oh.ā Itās quiet, the surprise seeding itself in her voice, and it takes her a moment or two to wrap her head around it.
āThatās---ā She interrupts herself with a laugh, small and just the slightest bit morose, but relief quickly eases the tense of her shoulders and the worry in her brow.Ā āThatās actually the first time anyoneās felt that way about it. I---yeah, itās true. I really wouldnāt have chosen---any of this situation.ā
āTake my left shoe off! I canāt do that one!ā but from drunk evie
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Ā Ā Ā Gods, she is already fed up and sheās only been Eās babysitter for about five minutes so far. āDo you have to be such a menace every time you do this? We need a buddy system or something so someone can stop you, gods.ā Still, she sighs, kneeling down in front of her friend and adopting a fairly forced patient tone as she begins the arduous task of undoing the intricate laces on Evieās truly impressive heels.Ā āāKay, E, hold still. Youāyouāve got to wear less complicated shoes next time you go out.ā