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❝Ah, isn’t that so kind of them?❞

❝It’ll be nice to go back home.❞

Day and night repeat endlessly, a cycle that is unavoidable. Although we wish to escape it, the seventh circle will repeat itself...as it always shall, until the end of time. These cycles had been nothing but peaceful calm for himself. So much so that the prince`s life had felt quite like a blur in the city. Partially for the sake of much of his life having been lost to the ether, his memories of the city completely wiped from his brain like a crisp, stainless mirror. The royal did not want to lose all of his memories once more. But the same could not be said for his dear companion.

❝So you have made your decision, Jack.❞ His smile, if one could call such a light curl of his lips, was a bit weary, but his tone was not one of mockery, nor was it a lie. He was hushed, as though his fragile, sing song voice could break like a fine piece of porcelain. ❝It feels me with such joy that you are truly happy.❞ Although his lover never lied to him, Tettere did not have a blind eye to the facts, the sheer way that Jack even needed to function. This was something he had to do, wasn`t it? Regardless of the prince.

#rapunzelhair #{ u thought jacktere was done wreaking havoc on hearts DING DONG THAT` WRONG }

❝Now that the bitter cold has ebbed, it seems as though preparations for our floral shop shall resume as steady as before.❞

However, the question of whether or not they can withstand the current chilly weather baffles him. The prince wasn`t exactly a green thumb himself. ❝I wonder...what sort of flora thrive `neath the deathly blankets of snow?❞

#CA mini #{ ho ho holy shit what is activity }

infairbarona

blunt edge | intro

One, two, three. One, two, three. The weight of his wooden blade felt light by comparison to the arms he had bore prior. Richard swung up, drove down, twirled, and sighed as he extended his arm too far, scolding himself for his blatant overcompensation. Never mind the dulled point of the sword granted to him - he would do little harm without a bit of practice.

His attention flickered towards the sky up above, so bleak and foreboding.

"… Even without me at the throne, the others will do well to make sure that Windor continues to prosper. Please be patient, my friends. I’ll return as quickly as I am able." Richard let out a heavy sigh. Try as he might, he could not help but worry. The sudden disappearance of one’s king was sure to send the people into a panic.

"If not Asbel, then perhaps Hubert will be able to quell their fears." He smiled wryly, knowing that his dear friend was trying his best. As forgetful and oblivious as the young lord of House Lhant could be, Asbel proved to be dependable when it mattered most.

"No matter… Once more, then—!" As Richard spun around, he caught sight of someone walking nearby and jerked his arm back, tugging his momentum with him and smacking himself across the forehead with his own blade.

Stunned by the impact, he staggered off balance and fell upon his backside. Blood streamed from his nose. “A-are you… tsk… I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, more concerned about his almost-victim than himself.

betterdeadthanalive

It was a day made for relaxation. There was much to think about, as always, but when one feels most overwhelmed by the weight of the world, there is a saying. Take a walk. And then you shall realize how tiny you are in the scope of things. Of course he didn`t always think this way. Some time ago he had always thought that, as a royal, his worth was naturally more than some common man. But in this city, with glaring lights and tall buildings that bore down on him, at least one hundred times his size...living there for months upon months he realized how insignificant he was here. A prince with no crown, he was noble only in name. No one would believe him, and he soon realized how valuable it was to hold such value close to his heart like a treasure. Tettere had learned the hard way, but it was a lesson he was still learning even now. The winds were cold and chilling as his thoughts, but he held his cape close to keep him warm. The park was mostly deserted now, so the noble wished to make his way there for peace and quiet. But his trip was soon disturbed as he nearly met the blunt edge of a sword (albeit wooden, it was still a bit startling). The prince gasped when he saw the impact hit the stranger`s face squarely in the nose. He held a bit of pity for the man who looked to be quite dazed and clearly hurt, yet still cared more for the once he had almost taken down with him. What kindness...that was certainly hard to find here, wasn`t it? ❝My goodness.

Kind sir, you are very clearly bleeding. I believe we should take care of this first, shall we?❞ Leaning down, he lifted a pure white handkerchief, obviously silken, and lifted it to the blonde`s face. ❝Do not fret. A prince naturally carries more than enough for all who are in need.❞

#infairbarona #{ quietly races to you because YAY RICHARD... }#{ i got so hype when I saw there was an app for him }

rapunzelhair

Tettere’s presence startled him, he hadn’t expected the blue prince to suddenly pop up like that! Ah, but his company was welcome and it eased Jack’s demeanor. He admitted with a faint smile he hadn’t considered attending exactly, as such festivities were lost on him.

He was not completely opposed to the idea of the ball, not exactly, but such things had a pattern of being dry and dull in his opinion.

❝However, if you are going, I will reconsider my stance. So I must ask, dear prince, are you attending the ball?❞

betterdeadthanalive

❝One could say it was akin to prom, hmm? Although we had stayed inside for that...I would like to venture out this time.❞ He didn`t mind being inside if it was for Jack, especially since he had been under the noble`s gentle care for his lost memory. Things were different now, as Tettere`s mind had been rightfully restored, as it should have been. ❝Therefore I shall ask if you would honor me with your presence, Jack Vessalius.❞

❝Will you attend with myself as your escort?❞

#rapunzelhair #mini: rapunzelhair #{ sparkles charmingly }

rapunzelhair

❝Ah, I’ve been gone for quite some time, it seems I’ve missed a lot.❞

Specifically this ball is what piqued his interest, he had thought to have escaped such stage plays in the city but it appeared that Hive City could still turn its surprises on the noble.

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❝It is nice to take a breather, isn`t it?❞ The royal smiles at him in his usual charming way, lacing his fingers together thoughtfully. ❝I do so believe it is deserving to have a bit of fun afterwards, don`t you agree? ❞

❝Have you considered attending, my dear Jack?❞

#rapunzelhair #mini: rapunzelhair #{ flies in }

He was going to comment on the tackiness of the sweater before Jack`s words came to mind about being polite. ❝...I am very grateful that you have considered my well being in the bitter cold...!❞

Strained smile. Really, he loves it.

#submission

blüte

This would make a fine location, wouldn`t it? The building was quite dilapidated in certain places, the floor desperately crying out for repaired boards and finishing, especially in the corners...and yet, to sapphire eyes, it appeared as though a fairy tale had breathed life right into it. After all, he was that very fairy tale that would bring said air right into the very fibers of it`s being. Rubbing gloved hands together, he walked inside to observe these small quarters. As a royal he was not accustomed to these sorts of ruined and antique interiors. And that was exactly why his vision for it was quite grand. Of course, unlike being born into royalty, things like these would take work and time. Most of all, he would require a bit of assistance. That was exactly what he had discussed with a certain blonde haired woman who expressed a similar interest. It seemed that both were suited to building something from the ground up rather than having things handed to them. The prince would have never dirtied his hands...if this were several years ago. But since he had been dropped rather unceremoniously into this city -- not even once, but twice! -- many things had changed. For the better, one would think. We can only hope that we grow into better people a time passes. Running a single digit over the desk at the back of the room, he found quite a bit of dust.

❝It would be prudent to begin straight away.❞ He huffed a bit at the mess, moreso at the prospect of cleaning it. That was one thing he didn`t like about adjusting to this lifestyle of peasantry, but he`d learned well. Like it or not, it was something he had to do. The single knock at the door brought his attention back, smiling towards the company he hoped had arrived.

#closed #aveiledheart #{ this took too long and is too short bc fickle muse }#{ hopefully it`s enough!! otherwise lemme know ~ }

-- ❝Ah yes, how wonderful!

It would be my pleasure grace this ball with my honorable presence.❞

#submission #Citta winter ball

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OUJI

#Märchen

❝I must say, a ball taking place in the season of frost is a bit of a conundrum for myself. Some of my finest silks do not well accommodate such bitter temperatures!❞

He was most definitely a fashion over function type of man. Oh the gooseflesh he must endure...!

#CA mini #{ tap dances it`s freezing cold }

❝Another prince in the city...could this be so?❞

❝I must meet them straight away!❞

#CA mini #enchantededward #{ you don`t have to reply to this but he`s talking about you homeboy }

lightmorphogeneticfield

#Citta winter ball #{ on my way to meet ur royals }

imglassarg-blog

▬♔: the fruit of sin, {open/intro}

Carmine shoes gleamed beneath the rays of the sun which bathed them, verdant blades of grass brushing along each side in the gentle zephyrs. Beneath the umbrage of a tree stood the youthful princess, hues of cerulean tilted upward in minuscule wonderment at the foliage which harboured several, crimson fruit. Had it been proffered to her from the palm of another, perchance she might reject it… yet it was natural, without corruption, so she could not help but be elated.

"Uwaaah!✰ So many apples—!"

Frail digits grabbed onto a branch as the petite child jumped to reach, suddenly beginning her arduous journey upward. Placing one foot at a time, it had not become difficult once she was able to secure herself higher up. Coral lips sprawled into a grandeur grin, finally at the destination tat she had longed for. White cloth lifted as if it were a makeshift basket, her free hand reaching to begin plucking at each item she had in her sights.

Balance so high above was feeble at best, especially with such slick soles. One misstep was taken, the substantial collection she had managed all clattering down below to any who might be passing beneath. There had only been enough time for a miniature yelp of surprise as she toppled forward, the bow on her very back snagging a sturdy branch that jolted her from her downward fall.

Extending her hands to snag the golden diadem from atop her head before it fell, she swung to and fro. Ebony locks dangled as eyes opened to view the world in a peculiar fashion; for now the incapable girl could only see an overturned world, the blood beginning to rush to her head as she began to feel a lightheaded effect.

Squirming in an attempt to get loose, she took a deep breath before bellowing to anyone in a desperate attempt to be rescued. "H-Hey! You… anyone! Can someone please help meee?"

betterdeadthanalive

The world had been seen with a fresh pair of eyes. Or rather, the eyes that once beheld them with much more knowledge of this city and it`s wicked ways. Although it was indeed cruel and filled with sin, he found himself strangely happier than before. They say ignorance is bliss, but it had not been the case for him. Now God was in his heaven, all was right with the world. Until he had hearkened a cry for help, desperate and frenzied and...even a bit familiar? He wondered why. No matter what, a most honorable royal would always heed the call of anyone in need. And when sapphire eyes spotted the poor victim, he couldn`t help but stop his breath...merely out of habit. Ah yes, he was definitely a tiny bit afraid now. "Good heavens! Mein prinzessin, how did this happen to you?" He wondered at the far, far back of his head of the state of her mind. Did she also remember this city? It was only recently, after months and months of dwelling in this hazy fog, that he had finally restored most pieces of his puzzle. A few blanks still rolling around to his dismay, but this princess had remained in his mind - how could she leave? He had planned to make her his wife, but...she lived and breathed, blood still rushing through her veins. Although he initially held a certain disdain and (more presently) a fear, the noble could not be so cruel to leave her behind in her time of need! He was a true blue prince, after all.

"You were being naughty, weren`t you?" He scolded her like a child (well, she was, after all) but his voice was soft and kind as gloved hands gently tugged at her ribbon. "If you desired apples, you must merely ask for assistance." Tettere was actually surprised she risked the chances of getting her dress dirty. Perhaps it was her confidence in completing the task, or the honey sweet allure of the fruit that had addled her sense.

#how fitting of this to be my first post event thread #HELLO HIKA....#let the revenge tragedy begin #imglassarg

marchen-v-friedhof

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朝までハロウィン Sound Horizon

So the full version of the song isn’t much too different from the translation I did of the radio version a while ago, but I’ve added in all the dialogue by the kids that I’ve managed to catch, along with a chart depicting who is who.

Translation.

#asa made halloween #the conductor;#yes more sound horizon feed my muse #halloween to yoru no monogatari

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rapunzelhair

More odds and ends were happening, but Jack, having gone through several — he couldn’t really bring himself to care anymore. What did this place have to do with him anymore? He was content to just wait this out, shaking his head and trying to start doing things as regularly as he could despite all the circumstances around him. He would pay them no mind if at all possible. Maybe he would be able to peacefully wait until he was taken from this place once more, to return again in due time — he would take things as they came. Though, that notion was lost in a heartbeat, the voice that called out to him with those words had chilled him to the bones.

❝Huh? Why…?❞

He didn’t want to make such a shocked face. But for him to have been calm in that moment was nigh impossible. Tettere wasn’t really the joking type so for him to say something like that was odd. Did this have something to do with what was going on in this city this time? If so, how could he even be certain that the prince before him was no figment of his imagination? He tried not to lose his head, blinking several times in search of an answer. But none came to him. He had completely ignored the messages from earlier that the city gave — so he was completely lost to say the least.

Muttering an apology, Jack pressed fingertips to temples, trying to inch his way towards the blue garbed prince. He frowned faintly once he was within arm length, ignoring everything else around him. He leaned forth and extended a hand, lightly caressing the other’s cheek as he had done so many times before in a time long passed. When the image of Tettere didn’t falter in any way, did he come to realize the implications.

❝Let me ask you…who do you think I am? To you…?❞

betterdeadthanalive

Tettere knew nothing of the tragedies raining down upon the city and the tumultuous state that both being and essence of the city was suffering from. He did feel a little..off. As though he had been in a deep slumber for far, far too long, an out of body experience upon waking that he had been asleep...like the tale of the princess in her tower, doomed to rest there until awoken by the kiss of true love. After all, fairy tales were real, so there was no doubt in his mind some strange magic had occurred. But as for the specifics, he knew of nothing at all aside from waking to find matter in disarray and the strange feeling that a curious weight had been lifted from him. But what was it? A rather surprised syllable fell from his lips as he looked curiously at Jack, gently touching his cheek the way he would so often do. He could only softly laugh in response, trying to ease the tension with a delicate tone. His voice was smooth and comforting as though he were soothing a child trembling in fear of the stom outside. They were safe inside, that is what he wanted to communicate "Have you gone mad, my dear Jack? In this city of horrors...has something strange come our way?" He was very concerned, but the prince would never leave his questions unanswered.

"You are Jack Vessalius of course. My lovely Jack...whose hair I had climbed like a fairytale princess. Whom I so suddenly declared to be wed to me." Tettere recalled these memories (ah, what a word that finally tasted whole to him) with a fond smile warming his countenance. "Don`t tell me you`ve forgotten, dear. Have you hit your head?" With a furrowed brow did he place his palm agsinst Jack`s forehead, curious if the city had infected him with some fever as they had done to the both of them so very long ago.

#i`m truly crying #it`s finally...finally #FINALLY!!!#rapunzelhair

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When sapphire eyes had opened, staring at the ceiling with the sense of a dull headache, Tettere felt... much the same as he had the day before. But the day before was a bit hard for him to picture, as though it were a fuzzy photo he tried to focus on. But it had blurred, become incomprehensible. At the last time he was aware, he lived in sector five. Jack lived in another apartment, but they had always spent time with one another. Naturally, since he had proposed to him the moment they met. It was quite amusing how that worked, actually. It was quite funny that when he woke up this morning, all memories of despair had washed away from him. The gnawing feeling at his heart when he had forgotten all of the city, had forgotten everyone important to him... imagine Jack`s sorrow when he found the only one who loved him despite his hollow heart, his nonexistent soul, was there no longer. At least on the inside. Tettere on the outside was still present. Do memories change the person? If he was devoid of his youthful memories, he would certainly be someone different. That was his dilemma upon learning that he had lost fragments of who he was upon returning to the city for a second time. It seemed that despair was always grabbing the royal blood in it`s clutches...until the virus that hed spread inside and ripped into the core of the hive came. And then, perhaps, this curse to all others...would it be called a blessing to him? When he had walked outside, he noticed that the ground beneath him looked...different. There was a hole in the kitchen floor, and yet he had walked right over it . "Strange indeed." But he couldn`t care about that for long when a familiar face entered his line of sight. There he was! It felt like it had been such a long time...but why?

"Jack. There you are! I`m surprised you were not still resting in bed with me." It`s not like I was an amnesiac for the past five and plus months...yes, the prince had absolutely no idea.

#rapunzelhair #[lion king voice] IT IS TIME #closed #CA event

when u wake up and ur wife is back in the city

#I`M HAPPY #muse is terrified #OOC tbd

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