heavy is the crown

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brittanybwrites​:

Mina looked at the snow on the ground, wincing at the reminder that she tripped and fell just moments before she walked in. “I hope it’s soon,” she answered with a sigh, shaking her head. “Because I slipped and slid in the snow again-and I’m kinda…banned…from the..hospital.” she mumbled with a sigh. “Mostly from my sister, threatening to turn my hair orange if I walk in the St. Mungo’s with another “accidental” wound, she calls it.” @cancerxxwrites​

Lily shook her head, drumming her fingers on the counter as she considered Mina. “I want summer,” she complained, sighing heavily. “You should learn some healing spells and potions, then you can take care of small accidents yourself,” the woman suggested.

[cancerxxwrites]

brittanybwrites​:

Renata was running a bit late-she’d forgotten to pick up the tea she ordered for her Inn, and now that it was too late…she muttered a curse. “I missed it?” she asked. “My order for my Inn for tomorrow…I-” she started to say, trying to come up with a reason, to explain that she was late, but nothing came to her mind or the tip of her tongue. But she knew they were going to be open tomorrow. “I understand. But I’m actually here for you.” @cancerxxwrites​

Maddox let out a soft sigh. Well, if she wasn’t here to drink tea and just pick up her order of leaves, that couldn’t take more than five minutes, right? And then he could be home eating in his bathtub before he even knew it. “Well, if it’s just that and you’re not planning on staying, I guess I can run in and grab it for you...” he trailed off. However, he paused when she said she was there for him. “Me?”

[cancerxxwrites]

wileyfoxwrites​:

“It looks the same as any other party we’ve ever been to.” It was clear by the tone of his voice that Bert didn’t want to be there. He was slouched over the end of the bar while facing the crowd, his usual scotch in hand. “You know it’s bad when I’m wishing I was back at the military academy. Or in fucking combat or some shit.” In truth, he would rather be there than anywhere that concerned being a prince. He was more comfortable there any day. Sighing softly, Bert glanced at his sister and then tried to follow her line of sight. “What are you looking for?”

Karina couldn’t help but chuckle softly at her brother’s response. She should have expected such a response from him, knowing that events like this weren’t his favorite thing. “Except that there’s love in the air,” she teased him. At his following comment, she shrugged her shoulders. “I feel like that’s your take whenever things get slightly annoying for you,” she replied. And, to an extent, she got it. With the military, Bert had a break from being treated like a prince. Something closer to a normal life. At his question, she quickly turned her attention back to him. “No one,” she quickly answered.

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wileyfoxwrites​:

“You know everyone was invited to this, right? You don’t have to be royal.” Manny rolled his eyes as the sound of Hazal’s voice reached him, the happy mood he’d been in dissipating almost immediately. She was a good lay but damn she could kill a mood in seconds flat. “Your privilege is showing, Hazal. Careful, people other than me might find out you’re a brat.” His smirk pulled at his lips before he took a sip from the champagne flute in hand, his gaze floating around the room full of people. “Which begs to question, are you here to be tamed or to just annoy me?”

Everything about the man made her roll her eyes. She, on principal, wasn’t usually a bratty person but something about Manny just brought it out of her so easily. His entire presence was just infuriating and it brought out a side of her that no one else ever got to see. “It’s a bias I reserve only for you,” she assured him, arms crossing at her chest. She didn’t care if such a stance wasn’t ladylike. “Annoy you, for now,” Hazal replied. “We can see if you deserve something more later.”

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wileyfoxwrites​:

The offer had him slowing his steps, Alexi grateful that he didn’t have to rush, but he still didn’t think it would be a good idea to hang out in her room. Then again, his splitting headache was screaming for him to stay just a bit longer. Looking up at the princess, he gazed at her while weighing the pros and cons here but in the end the pounding in his head won. “I uh…I would not mind that, but only if you are sure, your highness. I do not want to interrupt your day.” And there was no telling if he could even stand being around her. But at this point being with a royal hurt less than what his body was doing. “I do need to finish, actually. I was just about to grab you fresh towels my head was not cooperating though.”

The blonde shrugged her shoulders in response, not seeing an issue with it at all. “I have nothing on my schedule for today that could be interrupted by you spending time here,” she replied. Truthfully, Karina had no interest in doing much of anything that, other than watching ballets online. It was a calming experience for her and also kept her occupied. Her parents figured out at a young age that she could be occupied for hours that way. “As long as you don’t mind a ballet in the background,” she commented. When he mentioned his head, the princess made her way to her bedside table. “I have ibuprofen if you like?”

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scorpio-musing​:

Max had texted Archer earlier about going into town. She had the day off from working with Felix and a desperate need for some retail therapy. It was still early in February, but she could already feel the depression coming on quick. It seemed impossible that it had almost been a year without Winston already and everyday she thought about it and felt herself spiral a little bit more. She didn’t know how to deal with it, to confront her feelings, so she was doing what she could to distract herself. 

With the knock on her door Max was ready walk out the door and look like a million bucks while sipping champagne and drowning her worries in price tags. With a flourished open of the door though it took Max’s mouth a minute to catch up with what her eyes were seeing. “If you promise to carry my bags, I’ll buy you-…” Max stared, blatantly, at the tall man in front of her. They’d never spoken, but she’d done her research when she’d gotten the letter from home. She knew who this was at her door. “Fuck,” she muttered, sagging a bit against the door. “So I guess we’re doing this now, huh, Oba?” 

Oba looked at her for a moment. Of any reaction he expected, he wasn’t expecting that. How...unbelievably rude. No, he didn’t like that at all. So, he shrugged, not willing to argue to force her to talk to him. “Well, I figured it would be best to meet and chat at some point before you were walking down the aisle but if you don’t want to, i’m not going to fight you.” And that was that as far as the Nigerian prince was concerned. He wanted to get to know the woman he’d end up ruling a country with, the woman he was expected to raise children with, but he wasn’t a particularly pushy man. Forcing her to spend time with him seemed like an awful start to the relationship.

“You can come find me when you’re ready to get to know me,” Oba suggested, taking a step back.

[cancerxxwrites]

scorpio-musing​:

Who: Adela + Lyana Where: The Hallway of the Thai Palace

@moonlightstarlightwrites​

“I was just walking by and it fell. Must have been tremors,” Adela explained to the girl next to her as she shrugged. Lyana had appeared, potentially because of the sound of shattering porcelain, or maybe it was something else. Either way, the Belgian was glad it was a friend and not some rat. The literal version of which being what she thought she saw when she jumped to the side and straight into the vase. “It didn’t even look nice, they probably didn’t spend much on it. Or they shouldn’t have. You think Choo will even notice?”

Walking down the hallway with the idea of going to the beach, the only sound Lyana could hear for awhile was the clip of her flip-flops against her heels with each step. Well, until she heard the shatter. Curious, though not particularly concerned, the princess sped up her steps and rounded the corner within seconds. It didn’t take long for her to take in her friend and the shattered porcelain at her feet. Ly shrugged her shoulders, unsure of how they’d take it. “I’m sure they’ll understand that accidents happen and that things break,” she offered. “Besides, they’ve probably got the money to replace it. And if it’s a one of a kind, it should be locked up or something.”

[cancerxxwrites]

@wileyfoxwrites

Ioana was not a beach person but was trying incredibly hard to become a beach person. With how long she had already been in Thailand, and with no idea when the ‘vacation’ would end, she figured it was best she make the most of the beautiful island. There was no denying that the beach was the main focal point of the estate and was the easiest place to go to occupy her time. After laying out in a lounge chair with a book for a bit, the heat got the best of her and the Romanian princess made her way into the water. It seemed calm from the beach but soon she was knocked down by a wave. Ioana was left sputtering and coughing, having taken a huge swallow of sea water. Frowning, her heavy legs pulled her out of the surf and back to her lounge chair. “Never again,” she muttered to herself.

[cancerxxwrites]

@wileyfoxwrites​

Ioana took a deep breath as she looked out over the water, enjoying the fresh air and warm breeze against her face. It wasn’t Romania and it certainly wasn’t Canada but...it was nice. She missed home desperately, missed her tiny house that she shared with her mom and her cat. This little vacation was starting to go on for a little too long. She closed her eyes and took another deep breath, trying to convince herself to just enjoy the beauty of the island while she was here. Perhaps it could have been worse, she could have been stuck in the tundra that was Russia. Turning from her spot, she nearly walked into someone. “I am so sorry,” she apologized quickly. “I wasn’t paying attention. Must have been the beauty distracting me.”

[cancerxxwrites]

@scorpio-musing

Armin let out a sigh, rubbing at his weary eyes as he continued to watch the cameras. Working IT meant that he never had to deal with the brats directly but that didn’t mean that he enjoyed being around them all the time or watching their day to day tasks. It was for a cause he truly believed in though and that was the only thing that kept him going. Sighing, he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. However, he perked up a moment later when he heard the door open, assuming that it was Sophie. It was Reidar. “Here for a break?” he asked.

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@brittanybwrites​

Life on a boat with absolutely no responsibilities was exactly the sort of thing that Rosabelle could get used to. She had a drink in her hand and was lounging by one of the four pools, soaking in the sun. Where were her brothers? She had no clue and didn’t particularly care. The young witch was just content to think about herself and nothing else at all. Of course, that was until a shadow began to eclipse the sun. “Can you please move? I’m looking for a tan,” Rosa complained.

[cancerxxwrites]

@havenghost​

By the time of the 11am lull, Piper was exhausted. They opened at 5:30 every morning, requiring her to be up by 4. Working in a bakery sucked but it wasn’t as though she hadn’t tried to apply elsewhere. Living in a small town simply limited the job market and she was stuck. How she wished she could live in a big city as a bottle girl scamming old men out of their money to pay for her lavish lifestyle. Sure, there were a number of men in town she regularly got money out of and others on the internet, but the pool would be far greater if she could just afford to get out of Briar Waves. “What do you want?” she asked, forcing a smile as a customer approached the counter.

[cancerxxwrites]

@jaymewritesstuff​

The museum was rather quiet that day, with no school trips venturing through the doors to occupy her time. There was, of course, always the option to do research in her office and Freyja knew that she should have been doing so, but she couldn’t find the motivation for it that day. In an attempt to still do her job, the young woman made her way around the museum, checking on each and every exhibit. 

[museplanetwrites]

Send me three names and my muses will respond who would they Fuck, who would they Murder and who would they Kiss.

[cancerxxwrites]

@jaymewritesstuff​

If there was one thing that Lucas loved more than many other things, it was brunch. Brunch was, as far as he was concerned, his favorite meal of the day. Or perhaps he should call it ‘second breakfast’ as he always ate breakfast before and lunch after. Either way, it was the perfect time of day to enjoy a mix of delicious food with a good juice to go along with it. And, his favorite brunch partner was Maya. He smiled at her from across the table before taking a huge bite of his eggs. Lucas chewed quickly, swallowing what was in his mouth, and finally started to speak. “We should have brunch daily.”

[cancerxxwrites]

brittanybwrites​:

Crystals wasn’t her thing-she was terrible at them. But that didn’t mean that she liked to look. “I was gonna shop,” she admitted with a small smile. “Buttt…since your here, foolin’ around with those cards. I was about to grab myself a crystal.” Elektra admitted with a shrug as she sat down across from Sybill. 

@cancerxxwrites​

Sybill shook her head the moment that the other sat down across from her. “If you were coming to get a crystal, do that first. Go see which one calls to you and then bring it over here,” she instructed. “We can use the crystal in your reading. It’ll help with setting intention and focusing your guides.”

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wileyfoxwrites​:

The cocktail in hand was made well, something Giselle could appreciate about Thailand, and she had been sipping it when Lyana showed up next to her. But the question has her rolling her eyes softly, shaking her head as she turned to look around the ballroom. “None of these losers are deemed worthy of dating me. At least none that are single anyway. Besides, it wouldn’t look good if I came with anyone other than my betrothed.” Of whom she hadn’t met yet. Her eyes did flit over to Leo though before she turned back to Lyana. “And you, Lee Lee?”

“My love, you can always go home with someone other than your betrothed. And it is even more fun if they aren’t single,” Lyana teased, winking at her friend. “Besides, by the end of the evening everyone will be too far gone in their drink to truly notice who is going to who’s room,” she added. As the question returned to her, the Swiss princess shook her head. “No, i’ve come solo. Though, maybe i’ll finally get Rick out of that suit tonight.”