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how to return this rage, how it circles endless—like bruise, like stone too black.
Emily Corwin, from “Tantrum,” published in The Fem (via dvoyd)
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Amara reached out to touch the waters. Ice cold that it was at night. Much like the winds tonight. The form she took on at the moment, feeling the affects but amara didn’t much mind it. those who are close to her would probably tell her or scold as to why she didn’t wear something warmer. Or bring a jacket or cloak. The short dress she wore was not one for tonight.
Ears were all over. Darkness was a part of her and she was a part of it. Not caring for much as she came to do her own thing. Amara wasn’t going to stop her either. Why should she? As far as she wasnt going to do anything against her, amara always stayed in her own lane.
she began to hum softly to herself as she picked the water plants she needed. some worn stones and crystals could also be found hidden in the mud so she took the opportunity to dig those out as well. her basket was soon full and she shook off her dirty hand, running them along the dry grass to let it soak up the water from her marbled skin. it looked soft to the touch but her skin was as hard as diamonds should any mundane blade try to pierce it.
People who have monsters recognize each other. They know each other without even saying a word.
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Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang To The Monster
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You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands are fists beneath pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams.
Rest Achilles, the world will wait | p.d (via p.d vulpe)

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A deep sense of serenity overcame her as she stared in rapture at the lake lay before her. Rays of lights danced delicately across the water, birthed from the starry skies that made the view all the more beautiful as she hummed a gentle and alluring tune that she made for herself. With her legs swaying back and forth in the water, part of her short white dress getting wet when she sensed someone near by. Making her soft humming stop as she just looked up at the stars in the sky.
witch craft was becoming an in depth hobby for the countess. she had no natural magic herself but as a creature born from dark magic, she had access to what magic the earth contained. the coven of witches in her service made learning the craft all the easier. it was quite calming to collect ingredients for spells, nature really was a beauty too often overlooked by mundane people.
approaching the riverbed, she pulled back the dark fabric of her cloak to keep it safe from the water, ignoring the presence she had sensed before the water came into view. clearly the girl was out here to find her own peace but davina would still procure the plants she needed which grew within these waters.
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– & A weakness. Was that what Carlos had become to her? Uma’s thought about it before, about those that she cares about and where they fall. Her mother had always taught her that no one was worth her affection, even children. Which frankly, had been obvious. “Thank you for speaking honestly.” It was more than most did around her, but Davina had never been someone to avoid the truth. At least not as long as the younger had known her. “Do you think me a fool for worrying over him?” For loving him, even still.
Even if she was her younger by many years ( perks of being an immortal being ) she still saw greatness within the young girl that had been there even before she procured one of the most powerful crowns in the nearby lands. Yet, moments like these reminded Davina of her youth and in some ways, she thought of her almost as the younger sibling her parents failed to have because their lives were snuffed out by fear long before their natural ends should have been. Shaking off bitter thoughts, she nodded in return to the thanks. “No. Love may open a path to weakness but to call it foolish is idiocy. You are more than strong enough to allow such vulnerability to exist. The crown you have proves that... but what do you intend to do with it next?” She inquired, a thought she had much interest in. What was next in the mind of the queen now that she had a kingdom in the palms of her hands.
– & The notion of appearing weak was not one that Uma was comfortable or used to. Even prior to her new found Queendom it wasn’t something that she exhibited back on the Isle, side for a very few times and around even fewer people. Which is why she’s chosen Davina to have this conversation with, better yet why she’s chosen such a confidant. “I’m not asking you as a Queen to her advisor. I’m asking you as a woman to another woman.” Singular beat paused and then it falls, moments after the fact Uma’s already feeling overtly VULNERABLE. “Carlos. If you were in my position, what would you do?”
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Davina had little knowledge in the ways of love but she knew what it was like to be loved. The feeling of warmth and protection her parents had provided despite being falsely accused of being heartless monsters. She canted her head, thinking over her response before she finally spoke. “I am an over protective being. I would have him locked up in this castle with me, however, I can only imagine how well he would take that. Truthfully, it’s up to him to make a choice. If he continues to play this in between game this he will get hurt and he will become a weakness to you.” More so than he already is. She kept that last part to herself, feeling no reason to voice her pessimism when she was sure it had already occurred to the queen all the danger she faced.
The color of my HEART was burnt to BLACK, just like THAT And I look at my BLOODY hands and THINK, ❝Why am I like this?❞

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The sound of footsteps echo through the empty museum, no attempts at stealth being made. Deemed unnecessary given the new order of things in Auradon. A thought that brought forth a wicked grin. One that only grew with the hint of a glimmer out of the corner of her eye. “Well, well, well…what do we have here,” the thief purred out, digging through a bit of debris only to be rewarded with her prize. Bejeweled tiara in hand, she turned only to discover she had company. Without missing a beat, the piece was place atop her own head. “Be honest, how do I look?”
The countess was in search for a magical artifact that a witch in her service had asked her to procure. Loyalty came with a price and despite the ghastly rumors surrounding her, she was a woman of honor. This task was also laughably easy since guarding this museum was hardly a priority anymore. Seems like she was not the only one taking advantage of that fact. “Pretty but arrogant,” she answered after giving the other women an appreciative glance.
( ANYA CHALOTRA, 23, SHE/HER )┊DAVINA LABELLE is the child of the VAMPIRE COUNT and they are an ONLY CHILD. they seem to enjoy living in auradon. i’ve heard they’re known to be RESILIENT + STOIC. it looks like they’ve decided to PLEDGE LOYALTY TO UMA. we’ll be keeping an eye on them to see how they’ll write their own story.