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justoccuredtome:
The legends LeFou was used to hearing often involved impossibly heroic men, and incredible monsters– and the ones about beautiful gals like herself revolved around themes of deceit and witchery. While it did seem like an ominous statement, he wasn’t about to make a scene. Perhaps she was just using poetry to make a point, he thought. It wouldn’t have been the first time he was perplexed by a young lady scholar.
“I’m not sure I’d like to live that long. You are speaking imaginatively, right?”
Brows creased in confusion as she looked at the other; well, why couldn’t she be ingrained into history? Of course, immortality was UTTERLY impossible, but an impact on the world was not. “ I do think you’re right. Living that long might become a bit .. boring after a while, but I think I would like to help out the world somehow. Make a difference overall. ”
ncvcrgrowup:
“ no and no. it’s simply a game of pretend. ”
“ how shall we play? ”
“ they say we are WHAT we are, but we don’t HAVE to be. ”
@voiceforlegs liked this. // accepting. song: immortals. -- fall out boy.
“ on the other side of a street i knew stood a girl that looked like YOU. i guess this is deja vu, i swear it can’t be true. ”
@lunasang liked this. // accepting. song: drive by. -- train.
“ is this the real life? is this just FANTASY? caught in a landslide, no escape from reality. ”
@ncvcrgrowup liked this. // accepting. song: bohemian rhapsody. -- queen.
“ help! i need somebody, help! ”
@castlethief liked this. // accepting. song: help! -- beatles
“ some legends are told, some turn to DUST or to GOLD, but you will remember me. remember me for centuries. ”
@justoccuredtome like this. // accepting. song: centuries. -- fall out boy.
Alright I’m gonna be THAT lameass and say that if you would like a LYRIC BASED STARTER please hit that like button give my smol princess some interaction pls.
princesstianaofthebayou:
Sitting at a diner counter, Tiana tapped her feet impatiently on a bar stool as she awaited word from the manager about a job position. There wasn’t a whole lot Tiana knew, but she did know that she wouldn’t survive long without a job. Fortunately, the manager seemed to be rather fascinated by her circumstances, and was equally generous as she offered the frightened princess a free meal. Not one to say no, she took the meal with a grateful smile. As she ate and took mental notes on how she might be able to improve the food (all of this to divert her horrified brain from panicking), she noticed that a stranger sat down beside her. “So…You a local or new in town?” she inquired, looking over to the other with a weary smile.
if ella had to pick one aspect that she absolutely loved MOST about this town, it would be that there was no stepmother or stepsisters to bother her. there was no laundry, no shoe shining, no cleaning up, no being yelled at, no --- well, you get the point. better still was that she could eat more than scraps from a table. as she settled in a stool at the counter her attention fell on the young woman next to her. “ new, ” she states simply. “ you? ” she asks curiously as her gaze falls to the menu in front of her. turning her head, she smiles sheepishly at the other, “ i promise i do not intend to ignore you, i’m just hungry is all. ”
hxnorablethief:
“France, eh? I’ve been meeting a lot of the French around here, you lot seem to be taking over the town.” He observed, although he agreed that they were far from either of their homes. “It’s not so bad, you’re right. I wouldn’t mind staying, but I’m not sure I’d turn down a return trip, just to see those we left behind.” He missed his friends, and was worried what would happen to them without him around.
A short laugh escapes her because she, on the other hand, has NOT met a lot of the French. “ Vive la france, ” her joking tone falls slightly when he mentions going back home. “ There are very very few people who would want to see me again. ” Maybe her animals and her friends in the village.
witchfmiliar:
round , dark eyes blink at her & he inhales , as if preparing to speak , but the breath holds still in his lungs . his lips seal , the breath falls though his nose & he nods . his gaze darts away , thoughtfully for a moment . ❛ where my mistress is from . ❜ he begins his explanation with her , of course . it’s the first time he’s mentioned maleficent since he arrived , surprisingly , though her & the worry of where she was & why he was no longer by her side endlessly plagued him . ❛ they call it the moors . it’s home to the faire folk . ❜
it is a daring move, but there is some COMFORT in the act of stepping forward and taking his arm. many days were spent like this with her father, strolling and hearing stores of FAR AWAY LANDS. “ i cannot say that i have heard of these lands before -- and you, you are also from these moors? --- you are also a fairy? ” there is a hesitation before the question because there is something nagging at her mind. as though she has seen something SIMILAR to him before but she cannot pin it. she would be SURPRISED to find that he was a fairy considering the folk she has already met.
castlethief:
all watching eyes looked her over , taking in how skinny she appeared to be . she appeared to be almost unnaturally skinny , something he knew almost too well about . a frown played at the edges of his lips as he pushed over the burger & scooted down on the bench . ‘ here ———— sit . ’ he smiled lightly , offering a kindness that never fully appeared to other unless highly needed . ‘ you must be hungry & i can always get another burger . i don’t mind . ’
head pulsing, shaky fingers; all feelings that she has become ACCUSTOMED TOO. she barely feels the symptoms anymore. she hesitates for a moment; kindness is FREE, yes, but not given to her often by her step-family. she finds herself sitting next to the other with a shy smile, “ thank you, but -- this was yours. surely, you are also hungry. how about this -- ? ” taking the odd food between her fingers as she watched him do, she pulled it apart down the middle. the side with a bite ALREADY MISSING, she offers to the other. “ is there a rule to say that we may not share? ”
hxnorablethief:
“I’m from Sherwood Forest, in merry old England,” he explained with a grin, rising out of his bow. “You must’ve heard of England, surely? Although I had never heard of this place before I arrived here, in fact, no one I’ve spoken to seems to have any idea where this is.” He mused. “Where do you hail from, miss?”
at the words, merry old england, cheeks lift in a smile. “ yes, i have heard of england, but i have the slightest feeling we are very far away from both there and france which is where i am from. my home is just outside of a small village in france. ” a soft sigh passes her lips and she folds her hands behind her back, “ many are so EAGER to return home, but -- i am content to stay here if life stays the way it is. there is so much FREEDOM here with no limitations.”
castlethief:
hamburgers were his new favorite thing . especially cheeseburgers with pickles , onions , & ketchup . the best thing he has ever eaten ———— ever . he took a bite of his burger then eyes closed out of heavenly bliss . his he comparing a bite of a burger to the most out of body experience ? yes , yes he is . flynn looked up when he heard a person talk . it was a lady & his eyebrows rose . ‘ this burger ? this wonderful thing ? ’
ella’s stomach is absolutely growling. it has been at least two days since she has had, what she would call, a meal. the meat on the roll smelled DIVINE. crossing her arms over her stomach, she smiles shyly. “ yes, i do believe that is what you are eating, unless, of course, you have more hidden food that i do not know about. -- would you mind telling me where you GOT it? ”
carlosdvvil:
“ electricity?? ” carlos hoped that he didn’t sound belittling, he hated any sort of condescending tone but he was very unsure about the woman in front of him. electricity wasn’t available to everyone but she had to know that it existed, at least, he assumed.
brows crease because she has heard the word ONCE BEFORE and had not gotten an explanation as to what this -- electricity -- was. “ and that is not a sort of magic? this electricity? ” she asked curiously. it certainly WORKED like, how she assumed, magic would work.
witchfmiliar:
while the glow of the lights reminded him somewhat of the moor after the sun set , they seemed … dirty . some flickered & some hummed . they radiated harsh neon instead of the soft unearthly glow he got so used to from the creatures of the moor . he did not know enough about magic to deny her claim that this is what this was but he was certain about at least one thing . ❛ speak for yourself . i may not understand much about it —— but i know i’ve seen more powerful magic than this . ❜ he wouldn’t let this girl thinking this place was any shining stone compared to the moor . the moor where he watched florescent creatures of all sizes flit & glide through the air . where pixies will create elaborate dances & the water beneath them would shimmer with light from just a touch of magic .
eyes widen at the thought of a magic more POWERFUL than this. more power than the one that is audibly humming and pulsing through this town. there is nothing that she can seem to picture that could outdo this place. the only word that she could ask with wonder was, “where? ” within the past weeks, her belief in magic had skyrocketed. plus, she always loved stories of foreign lands because it brought back memories of her father. “ tell me about this land, won’t you? ” her eyes are bright like that of a child’s and her smile is HOPEFUL that he will indulge her.