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Isabella, 26, Phoenix. Write me at - https://bit.ly/2LeBsTI
Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.
Markus Zusak (via mugglegirl)
âş Kiss Julian. On the lips. You know you want to
Send my character a âş and a command. They must obey.
Send my character a âş and a command. They must obey.
if you dont like cats, consider this:
ur wrong
I keep coughing up regrets and you still swallow my apologies; I think we knew this wasnât right when your throat started to burn.
W.T.M., Iâm Sorry
PSA: Just because itâs been a week or two that I havenât replied to our thread does not mean Iâm ignoring you. I am just such an incredibly slow roleplayer. I promise your replies and starters are in my drafts, waiting to be worked on. And they will get worked on. Please, never think that Iâm bored with our thread because Iâm not.
                      t r u s t i n g  someone not to hurt you⌠                             how idiotic is that?
        Little bird,
                                   Why do you ď˝ ď˝ď˝ď˝ ď˝ď˝Â happiness?
                                   We werenât made to be âhappyâ.
        ᴥᴠᴥá´Ęá´ á´á´á´ á´ á´á´ sá´Ęá´ ÉŞá´ á´.
 So survive, little bird, and {happiness} will come as a gift.
Iâm just dreaming of
    T E A R I N G Y O U  A P A R TÂ
Blooming Love ⢠Closed Starter â˘
The distance between herself and the two cats was beginning to make her uncomfortable. Why was everyone so far away? Not to mentionâŚLady Sera seemed incredibly irritated. Scooting her chair closer to Julian so that their arms touched, Belle hummed happily. Having Sera teach her was the best!
"That makes senseâŚso this is the process in which we reproduce? How interesting! Do we breed like the flowers big brother Julian tends to?"
His apology had gone unnoticed. âEh?â He exclaimed, raising his eyes. Julian couldnât believe his ears. âI cannot dare. Do not mind me, I am by no means uncomfortableââ Her hiss interrupted his attempt at refusing, which ended at that. He swallowed and, with a most composed appearance not to make it look as though he was for any reason whatever bothered by her order, slowly occupied her chair. âThank you, Princess.â He said softly, glad that her back was turned. Somehow those didnât feel like the right words at all.
Looking down to smile coyly at the rat, he hoped Seraâs explanation would be enough. It was simple and, most of all, made sense compared to his. He knew Belle was honestly curious and held no malice towards him at least yet so, if she was satisfied, there would be no reason for her to insist on the subject.
His face, which was now a rosy colour, reddened in an instant. However, either due to astonishment or to utter embarrassment, Julian happened to burst into a small chuckle. âIt isâŚâ He began, suddenly conscious of his laughter but still smiling, âA bit different than that, I fear.â He hoped that Sera, after ignoring him earlier, wouldnât mind his intermission.
Keeping her back turned at them, she took deep breaths in silence, trying to calm herself down before deciding to look at them again without giving away any of her troubled feelings. "That ri--" No it wasn't. Wasn't right at all. This time, she was actually glad that Julian seemed to take over, if he was, that is, and her shoulder, unconsciously tensing and rising up, slowly relaxed again. That was until he laughed. He actually laughed. Why did he laugh and why did he seem so calm all of the sudden. Was Julian actually more cunning than she expected, trying to make her explain when he was actually completely fine with talking about it.Â
Unable to not check if he was really amused by all of this, she turned on her heels, her eyes immediately fixing at the gardeners face with a small frown on her lips.Â
"Funny, isn't it?" Her voice was intended to sound cold but was instead soft, ending on a small highpitched note when she realized it halfway through the sentence.Â
"I did my part, would you mind taking over, Julian?" Shifting her weight from one leg on the other, she crossed her arms in front of her chest, fingers nervously digging into the cloth around her arms. She wasn't sure if she was actually sure about asking him to talk about the-- the thing. But acting shy was even more ridiculous.
CONEY WHY IS RAITO CAPITALIZED IN "DISLIKES" IM LAUGHING
Blooming Love ⢠Closed Starter â˘
"Yes, my lady."
Belle pressed gloved fingers to her lips as she took a seat next to the gardener. So Sera did know what it was? It came as a small surprise to the girl, but maybe it would make sense in her explanation. She wondered what on earth was wrong with the two today. Both their faces had gotten so red-!
This kind of behaviour was, now, beyond his comprehension. Julian fidgeted with his outfit in silence, wondering what in his words could have triggered her. She had stood up as though to stick her rapier through him.
His tongue dry and uncooperative, he gave another bow without uttering anything as he realized that, still, there was no seat for him to take. Being a servant, that was only natural. He immediately sat on the ground; it wouldnât be too dirty, for he had cleaned it that morning.
"Uhm," he quietly mustered up at last, "I apologize if I-I⌠was ever inappropriate."
Watching over both of them with her arms crossed in front of her chest, she frowned. "Chair." She mumured, lowering her face a little with closed eyes. "Sit on my chair. What are you? A dog?" A small hiss followed her words and she took a step forward and away from the perch. "You might be a black one, but you're still a cat. Now get up." Delay. It was all just delay. In the back of her head she was trying to figure out what to do next, but there was nothing else left but to explain the matter to the girl, now that she said she would. Backing off wasn't a possiblity, and it wasn't that hard, was it.Â
It would be easier if the gardener wasn't here. She clicked her tongue, now that she told him to sit she couldn't change her opinion another time. What was happening--
"Well. You see.." She could just start with the fact that two people love each other, but that was too clichĂŠe as well as a lie. A heavy sigh before she turned her back on them to hide the face she was making, grinding her teeth before she spoke up again, trying to keep her voice steady. "Sex is.." Well. It wasn't that easy to describe, now that she thought about it. But the essentials first. Probably.
"A way to reproduce and keep your lineage going."
Nailed it.
Abusive plots;
Please like/reblog if youâre fine with abusive, kidnapping, torturous plots. I need some people to para with so yeah. Thanks.
Fear the man who justifies his sins more than the man who sins.
Blooming Love ⢠Closed Starter â˘
"M-My deepest apologies, princess." In the heat of the moment, she had almost forgotten they were out in the open. Julian was someone who Belle considered close to her as well-so she thought she would be able to act freely. Though it didnât seem like Sera thought of it that way. Suddenly, she felt very out of place between the two cats. She was just a ratâŚshe had no place interfering with Princess Seraâs commands.
Very solemnly, she straightened her posture and inhaled deeply. Her hurt look only lasted for a moment. She was in no position to take offense or be disappointed. She had shown over familiarity with the princess and that was that. Best not to trigger Seraâs temper once more.
Glancing at Julian expectantly, the little knight folded her hands on her lap. âI would be very grateful if you explained properly to me. I am already of age. I should know things such as this by now, as they are mentioned many times in this novel. Worldly understanding is important.â
His irises widened. Julian observed the abrupt reaction with a slight movement of his tail, trained and not in the position to do anything but keep himself collected. The slight surprise heâd shown could already cause him trouble, potentially.
Heâd been part of the aristocracy long enough to know that it wasnât much of an abnormal reaction. Now that he was merely a gardener, experiencing himself poor treatment, he had even less reasons to feel nonplussed, especially since the princess wasnât famous for having a gentle nature. She had reacted in such a way other times, as well. Not able to shake his head but shaking some senseless thoughts off, he was immediately overwhelmed by her request. He hadnât had the time to sigh in relief yet..! Of course, she wouldnât give up her fun so easily. As though she was worried for the girl.
The border of his lips cracked slightly, but he didnât drop his smile. âYes.â He stated simply, looking down as he bowed to Sera instead. He had accepted the situation earlier, he would comply once more. Then, turning to Belle, he continued in the calmest voice he could manage. âI myself am inexperienced. However, if that is fine, it will be my duty and honour to assist you.â His cheeks were tingling, and burning, and certainly red; he must not falter, he ought not care.
"Thought, w-wellâŚ" In spite of his resolution, he could feel his voice starting to fail him, and the princessâ stare on himself. He had to resist the urge to close his eyes. "What is it t-that you wish to know? Particularly. I need a less general question thanâŚ" He gulped. "Se.. ex."
Assist? Assist her? After hearing the first part, she had to fight back a scream. Assist her in what exactly. "Stop!" She didn't care for what he had to say, there was no was he'd assist the girl whatsoever.
"I will do it!" Looking from Julian at Belle and back at Julian, she noticed that she was standing without a memory of actually getting up from the chair. "I will-- do it?" She will do what. Assist? What did that even mean, assist.Â
"Sit down." She waved her hand in the air and, trying to tell the girl to sit down. "You too." Another wave in Julian's face without looking.
How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?
Leonard Cohen