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rvsethornedâ:
location : wonderland timestamp : 3:07 am status : open to all
soft neon glow illuminates the crowd in which she finds comfort within . perhaps it was foolish of her to spend her few free hours beneath the glimmer of the same lights that ensnared her in such a ruthless way , that soaked into her porcelain skin as if a virus. yet , with steady footfalls sheâd managed to weave through the sweat perfumed bodies and closer to her destination . heavy gaze trails the open seat by the bar , a feat if sheâd ever known one as elbows brush against her exposed skin . tonight it had seemed had done her in worse than sheâd expected , covered in cologne and the distinct smell of whiskey that was not her own . carefully she tugs at lace ridden gloves , fingers gripping the fabric as if a lifeline . â whatever theyâre having ââ â her vocals are soft and swathed in honey as she leans slender bodice against countertop. her gaze lingers upon occupied seat , brows arching in question as she speaks next . â mind if i sit ? âÂ
though he came here on his own free will, philip made a conscious effort not to touch anything or anyone he didnât have to. to him wonderland reeked of desperation which truthfully made it a wonderful business opportunity. upon a quick scan of his surroundings his gaze fell on the one that made it all seem almost worth it. her presence was enough to convince him that he didnât need to be completely intoxicated in the pit of sweat and poor lighting. so he settled for a rum and coke as he anticipated her coming over. the very sound of her voice brought back memories. then with a shadow of a smirk he replies, âyou always trusted my judgement, aurora.â he turns his head slightly - just enough to take her all in. âno oneâs stopping you. if youâve missed me that much you could have calledâ
â ahh, fuck. i canât believe youâve done this â Hercules @ Cain.
ââĄ âž Ë Â RIP VINE MEME
Cain chuckles as his wristâs rotations cause the amber liquid to splash the sides of the glass. âYou must not really know me at all,â he says before taking a sip. âDidnât you know that there was a time when I wasnât so⌠beastly? Some people happen to believe that part is still alive and well, but if you so much as think about this around another person, I will personally ask the Fairy Godmother to turn me into a beast so I can personally rip you to shreds.â He flashes the boy a fangless smile, but knows the threat got across. âNow go on, open it. Just know you canât say I never did anything for you. Sheâs not Adeline, but if you miss modeling give her a call. I miss the half decent competition. Itâs not like you need your face slapped on anything else, Wonderboyâ
"â this bitch empty YEET!!!! â Alice @ Philip.
ââĄ âž Ë Â RIP VINE MEME
Truthfully, Philip spent most of the conversation zoned out. One arm supporting his chin left the other free to tap idly on the desk as he waited for the (hopefully soon) end. However as the story look an unexpected turn, he growls âbe careful!â and in a swift motion he grabs the only framed photo on his desk. While he tells those close to him that itâs there to sympathize with clients and sell his sob story, a part of him isnât completely convinced anymore that itâs just for show. Perhaps something from his old life really did stick with him even if heâd rather die than admit it. âThis photo,â with a quick shake he tucks it away as if it needed to be physically shielded from a 5 foot girl. âIs worth more than you could even fathom and if I had to choose between it and you, itâs no contest, sweet cheeks. Mark my words, I will watch as you living off the streets begging for someone elseâs scraps and I will make your life a living hell. Do I make myself clear?âÂ

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TOUCH MEME
send a symbol for my muse to react to yours⌠(or add +reverse for my muse to touch yours)
VIOLENT đŞ â stabbing them đ â punching them â â slapping them in the face đ â kicking them đ â pulling their hair
FLUFFY/FRIENDLY đ â stroking their hair đ â high fiving them đ¤ â holding their hand đâ kissing them on their [place of choice] đ â hugging them đ â painting their [finger/toe] nails 𤧠â comforting them when crying đ¤ â caring for them when sick/injured đ â dancing with them đ â adjusting their clothes đ â brushing their hair
NSFW đ â spanking them on the booty đ â giving them an open mouth kiss đ â giving them a love bite on [place of choice] âď¸ â fingering them/jerking them off đŚ â eating them out đŤ â pulling their hair đĽ â grinding against them đ§ â bathing them
@luckedrcgon @rcttlethestars
If Iâm as responsible as you say, I will never forgive myself. - Lottie xoxo
& . â REIGN SEASON TWO QUOTES MEME
RECKLESS , sheâd scorn herself later for treating someone so carelessly. as if a rag doll to be cast aside when sheâd found them lacking of entertainment. who was she to decide, who was she to cast judgement . her heart aches, for in this world sheâd lost more than a friend , tonight was no exception . her brows furrow , cruelty leaks from her tongue in a moment of weakness ( or was it STRENGTH ) ; she , no longer a figment of desire , something to bring pleasure to the highest bidder . she , a girl with feelings , a girl who had thoughts aplenty . â iâm sorry , lottie . â and she means it , perhaps itâs her softened vocals that sell the part. that truly give the performance a heart where sheâs all but lost a grip of her own . itâs a rough night , a mixture of gin lacquering her tongue . â i didnât mean it . â yes , she did . for , there were tales of beasts and monsters and briar had looked into the mirror and saw nothing but looking back at her . lottie , however , surely saw beautiful flowers blooming , sunsets and rolling hills . the sleeping beautyâs jealousy , her envy , was an ever looming damnation . â youâve got to believe me . â please donât believe me.Â
â can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!! â briar @ cain
â⥠➠Ë RIP VINE MEME
Cain doesnât bother concealing his amusement. As much as he hated to admit it, he couldnât help but wear his heart on his sleeve around her. He knew itâd be useless given her sixth sense to know what people were truly thinking or feeling regardless if they could admit it to themselves or not. âThis is why I hesitate when people ask if I have a child. I have you.â He smiles at her - possibly the only shining light in Wonderland. No one believed in him like she did and he couldnât understand why. With one arm, he wraps an arm around her. âWe can get all the waffles you want, but I thought you preferred flapjacks.â
â the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing â (falkor at cain lmao)
ââĄ âž Ë Â RIP VINE MEME @luckedrcgon
Cain stares blankly at the man before him. Heâs not armed with his usual snarky comments tonight. It could be that heâs not sure if itâs supposed to be humorous or a sad story. âWhat the hell is a âyo-ingâ anyway?â He asks even if he doesnât really want to hear the answer. It was one of his biggest flaws - only asking the questions he knows the answer to. Then an image comes to mind and he scrunches his face up. âDonât tell me youâre not going to start yo-ing or that thereâs even a yo-yo in your pocket. So help me God I will behead you - or get Philip to on the spot.â
â hey, how you doin? iâm doing just fine. i lied. iâm dying inside â (jim @ lottie!)
ââĄ âž Ë Â RIP VINE MEME @rcttlethestars
âOh, sugar!â The tiny blonde exclaims before showing a complete disregard for personal space by wrapping her arms tightly around the man. âHow can I help?â Frantically she looks around the room for something thatâll cheer him up. In this situation she doubts that ball gowns and tiaras will do the trick tonight - or at least not for him. For her? Sheâd most likely dress up to show support even if he may not see it like that.Â
With a snap of her fingers, she has an idea. âSo normally I call them man catching beignets, but tonight theyâre man cheering up beignets! Letâs go to Tianaâs Place. They have the best ones. Now come on, sugar! Those beignets arenât gonna eat themselves!â

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â â for megara / â â for gaston / â ⼠for ariel
â - my muse first contacts in a emergency
âHolden. I know, I know â bad choice, but Iâve never been in a real emergency in this world and I wouldnât want to endanger Hercules, so heâd have to suffice.â
â - keeps my muse grounded or my muse keeps grounded
âBriar, possibly? I feel like our friendshipâs one thatâll last for a very long time, so I always tend to visit her if Iâm ever in need of an angel on my shoulder while my voice tells me to just go and do it.â
GASTON
â - my muse admires
âThatâd be Fritz.â
â - my muse has very mixed feelings about
âLottie, I guess. She makes it difficult to resist while being naive, but she recently developed an edge I start to like about her. Donât worry, the unfamiliar warmth will be gone after a quick workout with my right hand.â
ARIEL
⼠- my muse tends to cling toÂ
âFalkor, for sure! Maybe Cain and Milo as well? I try to be not as clingy, but whenever I can be around friends, and other, I try my best to be a part of their world.â
â - my muse wants to know better
âPeter sounds like a lot of fun, and I donât know him that well, so I think maybe Peter?â
megara - ! â â
â - my muse has very mixed feelings about
âThatâd be Philip. He reminds me of one of those Tamagotchis you constantly have to feed and play with or else theyâd die. A real pain in the ass, that one. He might be cute and all, but, pass.â
â - my muse likes to pick arguments / fights with
âCain and I usually bond over casual verbal fights.â
! - makes my muse piss their pants / run in fear at their presence
âIâm usually not afraid, but Iâm not a fan of my employers, really.â
*  â  â  VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS
â  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  â â  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  â â  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  â â  you better stop! biTCH STOP  â â  do you ever like wake up and do something and youâre just like what the hecâ fuck is goin on  â â  whatâs good, brah you donât know me! you donâtâ WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DONâT KNOW! YOU DONâT KNOW ME! â â itâs summer i got my hat on backwards and itâs time to fucking party â â anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce? â â I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AINâT EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH â â BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOUâLL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT â â and they were roommates! â â oh my god, they were roommates â â oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife  â â this bitch empty YEET!!!! â â WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE â â THEY ARE MY CROCS â â bitch disgusting â â yeaaah. yeAAAAAH. â â so no head? â â THIS IS WHY MOM DOESNâT FUCKING LOVE YOU! â â iâll kill you. iâll kill you. iâm not even worried about it. â â ahh, fuck. i canât believe youâve done this â â aHH STOP! i couldâve dropped my croissant! â â whatâs up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker â â give me my hat back, jordan! â â do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!? â â i sneezed! oh, iâm not allowed to sneeze?! â â look at all those chickens â â i smell like beef â â i gotta go home cause i forgot to⌠vacuum my room â â actually, megan, i canât sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids. â â is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book â â mom, iâm peein on myself â â sorry, iâm on the toilet. i hope the ice cream donât melt, bitch â â honestly i donât remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then â â I WONâT HESITATE, BITCH! â â just shut up and die slowly, okay? â â two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause theyâre not gay! â â mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick! â â i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO â â you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened â â if your name is junior and youâre really handsome, come on raise your hand â â iâM WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! IâM WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES â â waddup iâm jared, iâm nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read â â whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHATâD YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE â â oh my god why canât you just take the fricken compliMENT â â is that a wEED? iâm callin the police!!! â â yo, drink this vodka down the hatch câmon â â it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH â â there is only one thing worst than a rapist⌠a child! â â get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado â â *to the tune of ghostbusters* iâm an adult virgin â â hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow â â babeyouâreafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you  â â todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP. â â whATâS UP FUCKERS â â FUCK YOU, THATâS WHY â â he needs some milk! â â you are my dad. YOUâRE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie â â yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY â â oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up! â â hey, how you doin? iâm doing just fine. i lied. iâm dying inside â â honey, you got a big storm comin â â i wanna fucking DIE â â road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does â â the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing â â welcome back to me screaming â â you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck! â â do you ever shut the fuck up? â
PETER , JARETH , HANSEL .
goldxlockedâ:
TIMESTAMP: This time last yearÂ
LOCATION: Marigoldâs Room, Local MotelÂ
STATUS: closed // @destrvctions // Cain
MARIGOLD LOCKE NEVER gave much thought to the future. She didnât even care so much for the present, either. At all costs, she preferred to keep her thoughts far away from her current actions and the possible consequences of them. Her inexperience with dealing with the ramifications of her mistakes gave her only one option when they caught up with her, which was to call upon someone else to help deal with them.Â
SENT ( text: me  â beast ) : come over tonight
SENT ( text: me  â beast ) : and bring a pregnancy test?
SENT ( text: me  â beast ) : and chinese food
SENT ( text: me  â beast ) : PLEASE donât forget the chinese food!!
She lay on her bed as she waited for the man to arrive, and was nearly half asleep when a harsh banging on the door jolted her awake. She hurried towards the door and hissed as she answered it, âChrist. Can you chill the fuck out? If you knock any harder youâre going to knock the place down.â She stepped aside to let him in, then closed and locked the door behind him. âIâve already had two noise complaints this week. Did you bring the food?â
Cain was never much of a planner and this predicament he found himself in? The last person he expected to be in it with was Marigold. One would think that given their respective professions they would know how to proceed with caution. Of course, he cared about his favorite pickpocket, but he didnât think either of them were ready to raise a kid be it on their own or together. Though, most of Fabletown would agree itâd be two taller children raising a smaller one. Honestly he couldnât disagree as heâs never had that much responsibility before.Â
So he finds himself at her door, going through the texts for the fifth time to make sure that he had everything sheâd asked for. As the realizations continued to flow in, the more it built on his anxiety. Which he took it out on her door. He couldnât fathom why sheâd ask him to come over and not answer the door. âThose first two had nothing to do with me,â he shoots her a look as he lets himself in. âI wouldnât have to knock so damn loudly if you wouldâve answered. Yes, I have the food, but youâre taking that test the test first. I have to know.â
milo-james-thatchâ:
The slurred words that erupted from Cain as the door opened in front of Milo made him furrow his eyebrows in confusion. Well, first confusion, then a mild worry for Cainâs mental state, before an un-amused expression settled into the droop of his eyelids at the resolution (and reaffirmation) that Cain was an idiot.
âMorriâs a new one, but I much prefer Milo, which I know you know, so you can stop that at any point, by the way.â Milo raised an eyebrow, looking at the sway in Cainâs stance.Â
âIf I may offer some advice, I think youâre in no state to be walking around, Cain.â The tone of Miloâs voice was both stern yet gentle; one that of a professorâs light scolding. He mentally thwacked himself when he caught his speech habits in the classroom sneaking into casual conversation yet again.
âYou should probably lie down. And I, uh, brought tea, âcause, I donât know, tea always makes me feel better when Iâm drunk. ThoughâŚIâm not sure you exactlyâŚwant to not be drunk and -Â
- a-anyways,â Milo exhaled softly, tips of his ears heating from embarrassment in catching his rambling, âlet me in? Itâs cold.â
Cain frowns as he examines the man. He certainly wasnât expecting this visitor. Normally in times such as this, Morrigan would waltz in as if she had the sixth sense. Had he called him? Did they have plans? Being as disorganized as he was, Cain knew both could be a possibility and with a shrug he buried the thought. With another swift (yet obnoxious movement) he moves aside for Milo to let him in.Â
However when he speaks, Cainâs previously closing lids flutter open. âYou donât know Morri?!â And before he can add anything else, he concentrations on making a mental note of introducing them. âShe could eat you, you know.... but with a second look -â he pauses to examine Milo. âIt wouldnât do her much good unless sheâs looking for something light.â
Following Miloâs words, Cain erupts in a fit of laughter. âOh yeah?!â He challenges. âI can do more than walk. I can run or dance - just say the word!â Truthfully, even if Milo didnât respond, Cain would have for him and starts stumbling his way to his speakers.Â
âWhy would I lie down? Iâm not even sleepy!â His words beginning to blend together, but he doesnât have the motivation to make sure theyâre separated. After all a professor should have the ability to decipher nonsense. âSilly Miolo,â he says under his breath with a shake of his head and a trace of a smile on his face. Then he abruptly looks at the man. âYou should change your name to that. Itâs fun to say. Try it. Meeee- ohhh- lohhhh.â

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SHE SCOFFS ; air of distaste evident as features contort. First, nose scrunches as she feels throat as dry as the sahara itself. Narrowed gaze follows. Heâd always been one for gifts, tokens of his affection, anything to show others how much heâd cared without so much as lifting a finger. It had been materialized, everything in her memories had been tainted with the reminder that it was his longing for the chase, his lust for excitement that had pulled the pair together, and ultimately apart. Sheâd been nothing but a conquest, a girl of no agency in his mind whoâd been aching for a prince to save her. Sheâd saved herself in this world, had she not? âI actually plan on returning them to you. Iâve no need for trinkets, especially from the likes of you.â Her words are sour, curdling against her tongue as they spill.Â
Itâs beneath her breath that the next words follow, eyes rolling behind lids as she settles in across from him in a moment of self induced torture. âI donât really believe that fact harbours any sort of weight considering ââ â Gloved digits intertwine with one another as she sets hands upon tabletop, heaving a sigh before continuing. Briar knows thereâs little to gain from a conversation with her tormentor, yet an inkling of bravery overcomes her and she cannot help but feel as though this is a dream she may simply conquer. âIâve said it before and Iâll say it again, Iâve no interest in anything youâve got to say or do ââ so, nights spent at Wonderland and gifts left at my doorstep are never going to matter. Itâs becoming quite pathetic, wouldnât you say?âÂ
In that moment Philip was confident that nothing would give him more satisfaction than her reaction. It proved that not only could he get under her skin, there was a possibility that it stung which would suggest on some level she still cares. While it was a test to see if there was anything left between them (on her side at the very least), it was his chosen medium to show affection. Gifts were tangible and visible. In his mind if you can see it, itâs harder to ignore its presence or its validity.  âWhatâs wrong, Aurora? Did you convince yourself that you could escape your past if you tried your hardest?â He leans forward with raised eyebrows. âCan I let you in on a little secret? Try as you might, but I am a part of your story and judging by your expression I still am.â
It only fuels his confidence when she succumbs and sits across from him. By no means of force she decided on her own to stay, but whether heâd genuinely acknowledge what she had to say was uncertain. He notices the gloves for what feels like the first time and despite his effort he stares blankly at them for a moment too long. Her words are amusing to him and he doesnât attempt to wipe the smirk from his face. âI see youâre still fooling yourself, my dear. Youâve been here less than five minutes and youâve already proven that it does, in fact, matter. Why else would you show up clearly so hot and bothered by it all?â
milo-james-thatchâ:
date: december location: winter masquerade availability: closed to cain @destrvctions
Truthfully, it took every ounce of Miloâs willpower to stop getting a headache from overthinking the events that transpired just a little while ago. Though he was never a fan to get completely wasted at public events, loud and persistent thoughts definitely pushed him to drink three glasses of wine as opposed to his usual two at affairs such as this one.Â
Emotionally and socially tired from being around so many people all at once, Milo made the mistake of taking off his mask to expose his face to the public eye in an attempt to relax. Finishing off his glass, Milo was startled when he caught Cainâs eye from a little distance away. A strange mix of nervousness and titillation flooded his chest as he quickly shielded his identity with his mask, as fruitless as it may be.
Seeking out the privacy that the hallway provided, slow and steady steps gradually allowed Milo to tune out the harsh static of hundreds of voices. However, it seemed that another pair of footsteps joined his own, causing him to turn around with a weak smile, hidden underneath his mask.
ââŚI hope the partyâs been treating you well, Cain. This stuff isâŚwhat youâre used to right? In your past life, at leastâŚâ
Despite what his poor drinking habits may suggest - Cain never lost control. So it was strange to see Milo walk in with Ella. Sure he came here with another girl (and a gorgeous one at that), but seeing the two together didnât sit right with him. The easy answer was that they had things they needed to discuss. Although confrontation was never one of Cainâs strengths. Heâd very much rather push the source of the problems as far away from him as possible.Â
This situation (whatever it was) was no exception. Cain didnât necessarily want to make something of it - at least not in the traditional sense if it were even possible. A pair of kings wasnât common and he was in no mood to start it. A part of him knows heâs still not over Belle and that it wouldnât be fair to anyone if he gave off the impression he could give them something he couldnât. Yes, conscious Cain knew that, but his dreams told a different story.Â
As fate would have it, Cain glanced back at Milo at the exact moment the other man did the same. It was enough to quiet the voices. After all it seemed apparent that they both wanted the same thing - each other... or at least in one context. So he follows Milo away from the crowd. For once heâs not the first to speak as the words canât seem to come out until Miloâs finished. Perhaps giving Milo a chance to remind Cain why they could never work out. âYeah, you could say that,â he says as he tries to read Milo. âAlthough I donât think you quite got the memo.. the point of a masquerade is to wear the mask. Yeah for some itâs hard to hide beauty like exhibit Aâ Cain adds with a gesture to himself to try to make the awkwardness (whether real or imagined) disappear). âAnyway are you enjoying yourself?â