sylphs & sirens .

independent multi-muse penned by NESSA , PST. muses from the cruel prince, a court of thorns and roses, a darker shade of magic, etc. .

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ash was not bullied off the tumblr rp community. ash left because ash couldn’t deal with the consequences of her reprehensible behavior—abuse, manipulation, ableism, fetishization of abuse, assault, pedophilia, and disorders, and triangulation, being the least of which. 

ash left, because, like a lot of people right now, she couldn’t take the heat that she dealt to others when it was finally turned back onto her. ash left because she couldn’t stand to take responsibility for her actions when karma came knocking.

insinuating that victims are somehow bullies because they finally had the courage to speak up is not only morally wrong, but it also belies those peoples’ experiences, feelings, and traumas. 

now: i know damn well no one in this community would actively seek to invalidate someone’s feelings without knowing or at least anticipating recourse, of which i am more than happy to graciously supply.

@sylphanide​ liked : cardan & nicasia. 

       ❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫? ❞ nicasia stood in the entryway to the king’s bedroom, her eyes burning in shadow, form obscured as the sun set beyond the window in his chambers. her blue locks were beginning to fall from the complicated braided chignon she wore, and her mouth was set at a hard angle, torment pressing her teeth together in a grind. ❝ do you dream of her? does she consume your thoughts? is she the reason you won’t forgive me, cardan? ❞ 

or is it all my fault… for believing in locke before I believed in you? 

      it seemed like only a short while ago, they had been all but promised to the other.       and they, young, and spurred by passions that burned beyond them, had been all too happy to comply. there had been a time when the princess of the undersea had consumed his every action, thought, and word, when his wicked admiration had been set entirely upon her ... but as the prince of elfhame turned to face the girl he’d once dotingly called lover, gaze alight with scorn and disdain, that love, that admiration, was all but gone; replaced only by steady resignation and resolution to the promises he’d once made.