ᵐʸ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᶫʷᵃʸˢ ᶠʳᵒᶻᵉᶰ

i was painting a PICTURE, the picture was a painting of you and for a moment, i thought you were here. but then again, it wasn't TRUE and all this time, i've been lying in secret to myself, i've been putting S O R R O W on the farest place on my shelf. acantha neve astor || 22 || mistress

[acanttha]

oxccaitlin:

Caitlin was minding her own business, eating her breakfast her first morning in the mansion while another one of the pets was singing some random song that didn’t bother the brunette that much. But when the red head opened up and snapped at the person singing, her own brows raised as she placed another bite of her breakfast into her mouth before she chewed and swallowed and responded as the other pet seemed to be offended. “You know, asking nicely might be a better way to go about asking someone to stop doing something that annoys you.”

Right now, Acantha couldn't care less if the pet was offended or not as long as they stopped singing with that terrible jolly song. How anyone could be that cheerful in such early hours was something she couldn't fathom. However, the moment another pet seemed to stand for the other, her eyes turned towards them as she took a bite from her own meal. Feigning surprise, her eyes narrowed a little as she remarked sarcastically, "But that was me asking nice. I could have told them how awful their voice was but I didn’t."

[acanttha]

adriaxserra:

              TURNING TO THE sound of the spoken voice– she’d drowned out the singing only a second after it had started–, Adria glanced at the girl and scoffed. Another rich brat who thought she owned everyone and everything. She wouldn’t be surprised if the redhead was just another ‘daddy’s little girl,’ with too large an inheritance, and too few brain cells. “And what does my conversation have to do with your ability to have your breakfast, you entitled little bitch?” 

         More often than not, the redhead would rather stay in the confines of her cabin instead of socializing with people because she was starting to realize that there were only a few people that didn't grate her nerves. And this woman right here was certainly not one of those. Resisting the temptation to roll her eyes, she tried to maintain a stoic face as she remarked flatly, "Was that a conversation? I thought someone was dying with the sound of that god-awful voice."

[acanttha]

xoluciana:

“It wasn’t me.”  Luci replies defensively, eyes falling on the snappy redhead. “Though this is a public space. If you want quiet, go to your room or whatever.”

"I wasn't really talking to you," Acantha pointed out bluntly as her eyes crossed towards the other girl who seemed to have lowered her voice now. "Public space when you have your meals. You're not allowed to be in here without an escort at any other time."

[acanttha]

milapedrcsa:

“If a little noise is all it takes to stop ya from enjoying a meal then clearly that food isn’t cutting it.” She cast a sympathetic look at the fiery red head, respecting the signs of a hangover and lack of good food to go with it. Alcohol may be her specialty but food was always her priority, still, she told her companion to quite down which reminded them they had to be elsewhere anyways so it left Mila alone with the grumpy woman.

Acantha would honestly rather stay in her own cabin if not for the lack of food she had there, socialization when one has a hangover doesn't really suit her well. Eyes cutting towards the companion of the person she was addressing to, she answered with a huff, "I'm done expecting things from the service here. With how much we've paid to be here, you'd expect it to be better but no." Noticing how the other hurriedly left, the redhead raised a brow at her.

[oilversqueen]

[acanttha]

Her head was still pounding from drinking more alcohol than she was planning to last night, but the sound of an annoying voice who kept on singing off key was only making it worse. "Do you mind shutting up? Some people are trying to eat their breakfast here." She would have ordered for room service but no one was available so now, she was stuck eating with everyone else.

[acanttha]

wrcnc:

“ guess they really want us to have some fun here. “ he pulled his shoulders up into a slight shrug, eyes intently watching as the redhead sipped at the drink he’d chosen for her. he brought his own up to his lips then, sipping casually at it while she spoke of the manor. “ guests as in us? or them? “ his head nodded toward the group of people in their pet uniforms.

green hues followed the direction to where he nodded, shoulders shrugging a little as she answered nonchalantly, "both. it wouldn't hurt to hire more staff around here and give them better food." not that she really cared that much about the pets wellbeing but she wasn't heartless, as much as she wanted to be. it was nice to see them enjoying themselves even if she wouldn't be caught saying that out loud.

[wells-hannah]

The storm of chaos named Cheryl Blossom.

[c-sand]

jason was the golden boy, but me … people hate me, archie.

[acanttha]

wrcnc:

wren slowly brought himself down until he was sitting in the sand beside the redhead laying down. there was more of a fond smile ghosting his lips as he watched her nose scrunch from the smell. “ nah, that would ruin the fun. promise it’s nothing too heavy. — it’s a frozen drink, after all. they call it a margarita patróne. “

acantha was sure that she could smell tequila in the frozen drink and it was seriously starting to become her favorite drink, not including those vintage wines they had back in their estate of course. "they have frozen drinks there? i didn't even notice!" the redhead exclaimed with a lighthearted chuckle as she tasted the drink he handed her, nodding her head in approval. "this actually tastes good. i didn't expect anything good from this place after their second rate treatment to the guests."

[acanttha]

hcrnandez:

his head swiveled in the direction of the woman’s voice, GENTLE but not SOFT— if that made any sense. CALLOUS & CALCULATED, his head tilts and he attempts to get some sea water from his ear, before making his way over to her in the sand. ricky plops himself down next to her,  ‘  si,  hope  you  were  enjoying  it –  I  can  get  you  more,  ‘  he  offers.

the young mistress was more GIGGLY after a few drinks or in this case, almost finishing a bottle of tequila. an offer for more drinks was ENOUGH to have her nodding her head eagerly as her eyes followed the male's. "yes, PLEASE. i'd get one myself but the sand is too smooth and i'm too comfortable in my position here. you don't mind, do you?"

[cherylbvmbshell-blog]

[princessnicasia]

#blair waldorf who??? 

[anissa-pierced]

Cheryl Blossom is truly iconic.

[madelainepdaily]

Madelaine Petsch for Teen Vogue

[acanttha]

aidenbates:

“it’s not that hard to piece together, sweetheart.” aiden found himself saying before taking a small drink from his cup, rolling his eyes before spelling it out for her. “ my name is aiden bates. and where are you? the bates mansion. everything a little clearer for you now?”

"well, i was just making sure," acantha responded, resisting the urge to roll her eyes as well. she may be a guest here but the redhead has no idea who even owns this place, she just gave the payment using her parents' money. “it’s not like they have a family picture of the bates family for us to know.”

[acanttha]

wrcnc:

@acanttha​

it didn’t take long for the inebriated male to find his fellow redhead friend on the beach, at night, while the bonfire burned b r i g h t. carrying two alcoholic beverages in his hands, he brought one to his lips and casually sipped at it while scampering over toward the girl. “ made you this. s’really fuckin’ good. will definitely loosen your panty wadded self up a bit. “ there was no harshness to his tone, it mostly being covered up by the alcohol FLOWING through his system while he gingerly offered his friend the cup in his hand.

since the bottle of tequila she had stolen from some unknown bystander was stolen back from her, the petite redhead was laying on the sand with a small pout on her lips. how dare them take it away from her? emerald hues cracked open at the sound of someone's voice addressing her, eyes narrowing a bit at the accusations but the thought of more alcohol was more than enough to get her straightening up. taking the glass from him, she smelled it first before scrunching her nose. "mind telling me first what the components of this drink are?"