#damexfashes

The castle sleeps peacefully as the queen gains the corridors, lit by flashes from a stormy sky. Walking in hasten, she struggles to process the events of just a few minutes ago.

Thunders are suddenly muffled by a knock on her chamber door. It has Ella jumping out of bed startled. She has but a glimpse of a sleepy king who seems to refuse opening his eyes. For a fraction of time she wonders if it was a dream, but a second knock (this time louder) differs reality.

Her heart races at the realization that something must have happened. Sleepy hands search for the robe that is immediately wrapped around her drowsy body, just a minute before she reaches to the door. Gaze meets two pairs of big dark eyes that sparkle in horror — this is enough to wake her fully, tension building on her shoulders.She listens to the governess and the butler, their faces change into something more obscure. One last glance over her shoulder to make sure her husband remains asleep and the queen follows the servants without a second thought.

A single candle casts shadows on the walls, the weak flame wavering as the petite elderly leads the small group. Ella counts her steps, holding her breath every time a lightning crosses the sky. Mind begins wandering through an endless ocean of possibilities.

She’s drawn back to present by the deep tone in the butler’s voice. Golden curls, looking like liquid gold under candlelight beam, wave around her crown as she nods, opening the door with somewhat hesitance. The vision that greets her is terrifying. Lips part letting the air escape at an irregular pace. The figure glowing against the firelight is covered in —  blood. Eyes narrow as she forces her feet to take a step forward, struggling to believe what her eyes see.

❝Mon Dieu!❞ - a gasp of horror escapes her lips as she places one hand over her chest. ❝W—What has happened to you?❞ 

The girl shivered where she was currently laying on the floor, she didn’t know what happened. She had woken up in a greater pain that she had ever experienced and everywhere she turned it was red. She hadn’t realized it came from herself when she had rolled out of the bed and down on the floor. What had happened? 

Abby crawled up and leaned against the wall, eyes growing heavy from it all. She tried to keep her breathe regularly when she looked around the room. No one was there. Had someone even been inside the room? She couldn’t place her finger on it but she had a worry in her chest she couldn’t push away. 

The young girl jumped slightly when she heard thunder and curled up further up against the wall, closing her eyes tightly when she heard the steps outside the room. No one would be awake at this hour and if someone was, who would ever take her word that nothing had happened what she remembered. Her whole mind was just screaming for her to get up but her body refused to move. Refused to take a step or even a breath. 

The redhead glanced up slightly when she saw the door opened and quickly closed her eyes again, prepared for the worst but opened her eyes as soon as she heard the voice. Slowly she laid down on the floor and sniffled softly, shaking her head. “I-I don’t know...” Abby glanced down at her hands and shook her head. “I-I don’t know... I-I woke up... and... blood... and... p-please... don’t leave me.” 

57. What was your first roleplay character?

Kurt Hummel from Glee

42. Do you like to answer open starters?

Yes and no. It really depends on who posts it. 

37. If you do read threads you aren’t in, do you usually let the other authors know, or keep it under your hat?

I try to hide the fact that I stalk other peoples threads tbh idk why

36. Do you ever read rp threads you aren’t involved in? What type of thread does it usually have to be to interest you?

‘  i  suppose  you’re  right  !  ’  a  giggle  twinges  her  expression  ,  pretty  red  tiers  drawn  up  into  an  ear-to-ear  grin  .  all  made  up  to  be  disguised  ,  ariel  must  think  it  to  be  true  .  she  bunches  up  her  skirts  ,  tilts  her  head  as  she  curtsies  ,  ‘  will  you  join  me  ,  then  ?  ’

“You... WHAT?!?!!?!” Gaston could have punched a wall. That was the worst thing that could go wrong besides the bride running off. 

ALL That Apply! {{ Accepting }}

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

“You look like you haven’t EATEN in days, are you OKAY?”

The twosome had become FRIENDS of late, Cinderella having come across her sneaking BREAD and hiding out in the gardens that adjoined their land but the young blonde had been looking more and more neglected as the days went on.