gotta recognize the weapon in my mind

emerald zahara ali // princess of agrabah and i'mma let you speak if you just let me be, i've been polite but won't be caught dead, letting a man tell me what i should do in my bed.

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text- my better half

amelia: 👀👀👀👀

amelia: depends on who you saw

amelia: were they, say, a certain prince so dashingly handsome with the nicest blue eyes you’ve ever seen? 🤔

emerald: um, ma'am, YES that's exactly who omfg!

emerald: what's going on here?!?!?!

[emerald-ali]

text- my better half

emerald: paging princess peach, paging princess peach

emerald: did i see a certain prince leaving our apartment the other morning? or was i sleep walking??

[emerald-ali]

do you ever have trouble being friends with so many types of people?

Not really? Variety is the spice of life, right? Having the same predictable friends would get boring, wouldn’t it?

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nate-thana‌:

Dance floors weren’t really his typical haunt given how confining and crowded they tended to be, but it seemed not actually participating in any of it wasn’t an option. Nate watched as his wife danced with her friend, chuckling softly before he made his way over to a girl he didn’t know too well, but well enough to know her first name. Reaching out his hand towards her, he offered her a welcoming smile. If he was going to have to play the part of a good reception host, might as well go all in, right? At least, he was going to try and play good host until the crowded nature of the dance floor took over and potentially launched him into a panic attack, but that wasn’t something Nate really wanted to think about right now. Instead, his attention went back onto the girl before him. 

“Emerald, would you do me the honor of joining me in this dance?” @emerald-ali​

As cliche as it might be, Emerald loved herself a wedding, especially one that was as iconic as an Isle born marrying an elite royal. Olivia was someone she knew pretty well, she wasn’t sure she’d call them super close friends, but their mothers were a part of those iconic princesses meaning lots of play dates as little ones. Love was in the air, she adored that for both Nate and Liv, and she took a swig of her champagne as she lingered on the sidelines while her date disappeared to mingle to the masses. Sure, she was a little selfish with Dev’s time given that he was so aloof, but she can manage on her own...an independent woman, just like her mother. Although she wasn’t left on her own for long, the groom of the night approaching her, and she raised a brow at him with a small smile.

“Me? Well, I couldn’t refuse the man of the hour.” And with that, she knocked back the rest of her champagne, placing the empty flute onto the table before allowing him to take her hand and guide her to the dance floor, “You been taking dance lessons, Thana?”

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[namtan]

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@devbakur

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kaelachristensen‌:

kaela needed to blow off steam, desperately. anger wasn’t her forte, and was better suited for literally… any other christensen. at first she thought she needed the idle chatter of the ladies room. so seemingly separate from the ball. people bustling in and out. but that went to SHIT. she hoped to find more solace on the balcony with no one around. she leaned on the bannister, eyes looking at nothing in particular before her moments of silence were interrupted - this time by a welcomed guest. she eyed emerald for a long moment before a sigh escapes her lips, letting out some of that pent up frustration with it. “how are you so different from them?” her head bows back towards those that are inside for reference. she means the question in the best way possible - that much is apparent in her tone, but she further remedies it as she goes on. “please - never change, em.” the smile she manages to muster up is GENUINE. “i need all the headspace. is there ALWAYS this much drama at these things ? i feel like last years was peachy-keen in comparison.”

there was a tiny grin on her face as she made her way to kaela, rolling her eyes as she wrapped her arms around the girl, “i wish i had an answer, love. but alas, i’m just that fucking good.” emerald joked with a smirk as she pulled back, squeezing her shoulders, looking the girl’s face over as she sighed, “are you alright though, you seem tense.” the princess huffed out, shaking her head as she smoothed her hands over her dress, smiling back brightly at the girl’s plea, “trust me, i don’t intend to any time soon.” she assured her easily, reaching in her purse to pull out a tiny flask to shake it between them, it was beautifully crafted and it was easy enough to sneak into places like these. “i guess it depends on the people and the circumstances, but, it is a bit weird tonight. the whole thing just feels so tense and gross, totally ruined my good vibes that i got tonight.” now she’s rolling her eyes before handing her flask to the girl, she certainly looked like she needed it more than she did right now.

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devbakur‌:

Dev had thought about what he was going to say to her, should he ever get the opportunity, over and over again. He wanted to apologize. To explain his side of things. To do his best to open up, a thing he wanted to be but found great difficulty doing with someone so far out of his league. It was like talking to the sun and expecting thing beautiful burning thing to give some sort of reply. Either way, he followed her - she seemed to know where she was going - and was honestly taken aback by how big the Roux castle was. High ceilings. Deep rooms. The fact that one family needed all this space was a concept he couldn’t quite grasp. He almost preferred his small apartment, at least it didn’t feel so… cold.

“Okay, uh - “ shit, now that he was here alone with her this was a lot harder to vocalize. Step by step, Dev. Just spit it out. “You were right to be upset with me, I should have told you my full name from the beginning, so there were no miscommunications.” he began, looking down at his shoes for a moment before letting his gaze fall back on her. “but I didn’t hide it because I had some devious plan up my sleeve. The fact that you would assume so makes me wonder if you would have given me a chance if you had known in the first place.” it wasn’t accusatory. It was honest. He didn’t blame her for jumping to conclusions. Her family had been burned by the man who shared his genes. But that didn’t reflect on Dev, at all. “I didn’t tell you my last name because I know my father was a cruel, evil man and the idea of being associated with him makes my skin crawl.” Taking a step closer now, her kept his eyes on hers, hoping he would trust him enough to take his words for what they were. The truth. “I wanted you to know me as I am.” Really mustering every once of courage he had, after a beat, he really spoke his mind. “I still do.” 

She was walking slow, half in part because of her dress and the delicate way it was designed, and half to let him look around. The Roux castle was beautiful, antique and full of priceless art and architecture, it really was a sight to see if you hadn’t before. Plus, she was putting off the time they had to talk to try and calm her nerves as they finally had reached the library. Her hands were shaking so she clasped them in front of her, trying to look calm, despite how she had to lean slightly against the desk near her just so she wouldn’t faint. Listening to him try and figure out what he wanted to say makes her a little more nervous, because she didn’t know where he was going to go with this. She knew enough about his life from Clara to know she made a lapse in judgement, but she was just worried. She’d prided herself on having great intuition, but what if it’d failed her? 

Shaking her head as he spoke, she looked at him as he said he wasn’t sure he would’ve had a chance if she knew who he was, “It would’ve scare me a bit, yeah, but I wouldn’t have written you off like that. My parents raised me to never judge a book, and I try to stand by that and follow my gut, trust my instincts, but you slipped past it. You lying to me was what worried me, made me wonder why you didn’t just come clean...you have to understand to given the history, I couldn’t help but think that was why.” Pausing, she nibbled on her bottom lip as she watched him step closer and she nodded, “I know, Dev. Clara and me spoke a few weeks back about...how you lived on the Isle. You’re a good guy, Dev. I know that, okay?” And she felt her hand reach out to grab his, giving it a gentle squeeze, “I just want you to be honest with me.”

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delphinewinter‌:

Pulling her self away from her date for a moment. Delphine moved to the bar to grab another drink. She was actually enjoying herself. But she figured it was because Julien was good company. Not like some of the boys she’d been on dates with. Though her mood shifted a bit when she noticed a familiar brunette stroll up to the bar next to her. Though that didn’t stop her from letting a smile slip on to her lips. “I love your dress,” she mused lightly as she turned to look Emerald over. It wasn’t a lie, the woman was beautiful. Even if she was pretty sure the girl had some misplaced dislike for her. Either way, she knew that Emerald was a friend of Julien’s. So she needed to play nice. The last thing she needed was someone trying to bad mouth her to the man. “Are you having fun?” was added easily as she brought the drink she had been handed to her lips. @emerald-ali​

Whatever was going on tonight hardly had anything to do with her, beside the fact she considered Ela a close friend, she had no business digging into Mitch and Beatrice’s sudden coupling. It wasn’t her business to dig into, and she would check in on her friend tomorrow after the dust settled, maybe bring her a pastry and some coffee as well. So far, her night had gone fairly well, finally getting a chance to talk to Dev and sort things out. She couldn’t wipe the smell smile on the corner of her lips as she strolled up to the bar to order two drinks, she had to find Amelia and figure out what was going on, she figured it’d be better with a drink in hand. Hearing someone speak about her dress, she glanced over before feeling her smile only strain a bit. Something about Delphine just felt...off to her. Like she was pretending to be something she wasn’t, and she wasn’t sure about her intentions with Julien, or if she felt that way because she was slightly jealous he was spending more time with this girl now instead of her. It was selfish, but that was just how she felt. Still, she motioned to the girl, because she did look amazing, “Yours too, where did you get it?” Finally, her drinks were handed over and she thanked the bartender before shrugging as she glanced around, “The room is weird tonight, too tense for my liking. How about you? You ever been to one of these before?” It wasn’t meant to be rude, she was actually trying to get a read on her now.

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this whole ball was seemingly going to shit, she didn’t really speak to king mitch that often given he graduated far before she had and what not, and beatrice was her old sorority president so...she was a little confused on all the whispers of her and mitch’s announcement. of course she’d not expected it, emerald was typically in with all the royal gossip of who was with who, and mitch and triss? never spoke of. last she heard he was all heart eyes over ela, one of her friends, so this was all beyond messy. and the guy she was into showed up with a date, so that was amazing to catch sight of as she dipped behind the bar with two glasses in her hands. it seemed she wasn’t alone in her hiding as she saw kaela out on the balcony, walking over to slip outside, “you need to get some headspace too?? it’s a fucking tense ass room in there, i know i felt like i was suffocating and it has nothing to even do with me.”

@kaelachristensen​

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devbakur‌:

This was certainly not Dev’s scene, he didn’t particularly enjoy crowds… unless he was preforming -  and he didn’t mingle with the masses enough to fit into any of the groups that formed around the ballroom. He’d take comfort in Clara’s and Orion’s company from time to time, but not enough to warrent going to a massive event like the one he was intending. But he owed his friend at the bar a favor and said friend’s little sister needed a date to this thing so… here he was. There was obviously no romantic interest between the pairing, but the girl was goofy enough that she had him laughing as they goofed off, making jokes certain… eccentric.. outfits.

Her arm linked in his, they walked across the ballroom and as if fate itself stepped in, came toe to toe with none other than Emerald. She looked absolutely stunning. So much so, Dev lost his words for a moment. Thing’s had been a mess after their short-lived date. The man had wanted to reach out but, he had known he wasn’t in her league. Her assumption about him based on his lineage had done nothing but confirm that. Still, with a random girl on his arm, he didn’t want Emerald to get the wrong idea. So, he asked for a minute alone, in which the young blonde girl obliged politely. 

“Can we talk?” he asked, softly - somewhat preparing himself for a ‘no’. “Privately, for a moment. I won’t keep you.”  @emerald-ali​

Her dress was handmade, of course, by the seamstresses back home. She wanted something light, elegant, and the lavender and icy blue shades with perfected beading and sequins made her feel light and flowy. Like she was a delicate snowflake mingling among the masses, floating around like the social butterfly she was. Obviously she came with Amelia, her best friend, for moral support and also because going alone to a ball was absolutely not gonna happen for Emerald Ali. Sure, she could’ve found some suitor to take her, but she still felt weird about the whole Dev situation. Clara had informed her of his life back on the Isle, how Jafar was practically absent from Dev’s life, casting him to live on the streets and fend for himself. She just didn’t know how to take that, how to put her pride aside and admit that she might have painted him out entirely wrong and not given him the benefit of the doubt.

But she was also distant, hell she hadn’t even seen or heard from him since that Halloween night, which put her on edge. Where was he? What was he doing? And why did she care so fucking much when they only went on one date together? Well, one and a half if you counted her taking him to that party where she found out who he was. It seemed all her questions were answered them he appeared in front of her.....with a date on his on. Rolling her shoulders back, she planned on just walking away and leaving him right there because that weird ping of jealousy hit right at her chest. But, he spoke about wanting to talk, and considering Clara’s information, she could give him that much.

Nodding without a word, she pursed her lips together and followed him out into a more private corner of the house. She knew the Roux castle fairly well, and King Adam’s library was seemingly empty as she opened the doors. “Yes?” Emerald murmured, cursing herself for not being more confident and sounding so soft.

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julienfitzherbert‌:

with a bag over his shoulder, Julien made his way to the quad, knowing that was likely where he would find someone he was interested in speaking with. it had been a little too long since he had gotten to hang out with Emerald. most of the reasons all because of him being busy while she was also busy with her own ventures. still, when he thought back on the reasons they didn’t seem like enough not to have been in strong contact or participating in the protest he knew she had a hand in. friends supported friends after all and it was that very reason he was out on a brisk day, looking for the brunette he knew. a smile tugging on his lips when he saw her. like she was in her element. well, one of the many elements she could claim. 

making his way to her, he pulled the reusable bag up further on his shoulders as he moved to get her attention. “hey em,” he started softly. eyeing the signs around them while he notated the purpose of the protest. it was the very same one he had heard about on the campus so he wasn’t surprised.” do you get to break for food or is this a hunger protest as well?” he questioned quickly as he moved his shoulder to signify he had brought them both food if she was alright with sitting down for a little bit @emerald-ali​

this protest kept her mind busy, which said a lot for a girl who was always in her head. right now she needed to be productive, put all this pent up energy into something that was important, and these saplings were taking priority. this dilemma was dev was now taking a backseat, she hadn’t seen or heard from him since the halloween party, which puzzled her and got under her skin. then she’d noticed her stray from julien, how she hadn’t seen him let alone heard from him in well over a month and a half. it only dawned on her whenever delphine replied to her message, because she’d caught wind that her and julien went on a date. 

she wasn’t....jealous per say, but confused would be more on the mark for how she felt. it wasn’t like her and julien were dating, but they had been on a few dates, and she liked having him around. he was sweet, kind, gentle...it matched her firey, passionate nature in ways that balanced her out. he was a nice boy, but sometimes she knew he could be a bit too nice. something about delphine just didn’t sit right with her, and she was hoping it wasn’t because she felt julien slipped out of her life, but more so her intution which tended to be right. still, her main focus as of lately was the protest, followed by amelia’s well being, and shopping for the ball.

it was almost like a stroke of fate whenever she heard his voice, glancing up from the sign she was working on with perfected calligraphy, unable to stop a soft smile from spreading along her lips. “hey there, stranger.” emerald said easily, capping the marker back as she let her head fall slightly to the side, about to ask what he was doing over here before he spoke up about a break. a soft laugh fell from her lips as she shook her head, “trust me, no hunger strike here, i’m lowkey starving so....for you, julien, i will take a break.” she told him before putting the signs back into the box under her feet and then picking it up, “lead the way.”

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TEXT- EM & LUCY

LUCY: and we know for a fact that it was the punch that was enchanted, right? i'm glad i didn't have any. my mistrust in drinks at frat parties was bound to come in handy at some point.

LUCY: oh, like how a bunch of students from the isle were invited to study here but no one knew if they'd be forced to return upon graduation until, essentially, graduation was already upon them. we love a kingdom that thinks things through.

LUCY: you should. if she'll listen to anyone, one would hope it'd be her own daughter.

EMERALD: i mean, all arrows point that way. everyone who was acting off their ass had the punch, those who didn't have it were fine? yeah, consider yourself lucky, that stuff gave me a massive hangover.

EMERALD: yeah i was always wondering what was going to happen after VKs graduated. don't get me wrong, i don't a problem with you guys being here at all, but the people who own the companies and businesses out here are old school royals so...it's gotta be tough.

EMERALD: i'll check in with her soon, it's been a while since we spoke but, hopefully she realizes as former tri delt president that this is ridiculous.

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👀 + if one of your wishes could be granted, without repercussion, what would you wish for?

Oh wow, that’s a pretty big question. I guess...I would have to say being able to read people’s minds would be pretty amazing. You would know people’s true intentions, sniff out the fakers, prepare for things before they come out of the other’s mouths. I’m very blessed with the life I have, and that I get a lot of the things I want, so I don’t know how to answer it other than wishing for some super powers.

[docfarzad]

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TEXT- EM & LUCY

LUCY: seriously. i'm surprised no one has figured out who it was yet and just thrown them under the bus for it.

LUCY: it's shortsighted of them to do this to us. not everyone can afford to just move off campus at the drop of a hat. and the housing market in auradon city also really couldn't handle it. like... summer sublets? there's going to be so many. they really should have thought it through more.

EMERALD: well you just have to narrow it down to who would have the ability to enchant whatever punch everyone was drinking. i know it made me embarrass myself to the tenth degree.

EMERALD: well, welcome to auradon where they only think short term and never long term. first greek row, now the saplings, tomorrow they'll be doing something else without thinking of what's to come next. it's bullshit to be honest. i can try talking to beatrice, see if mayb she can talk some sense into fairy godmother.

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princessroux‌:

It couldn’t be possible that Amelia owned this much. Well – okay, maybe, just perhaps it was sort of, kind of entirely possible she had this much to her name given that she drowned her sorrows by purchasing any article of clothing that caught her eye back in Paris, but now, trying to fit it all into her drawers and the all too small space of her closet was proving to be more of a hindrance than anything. She pursed her lips, hands resting on her hips as she assessed the damage, no inch of her bed free to lay on with dresses, blouses, skirts, and coats strewn about haphazardly. Tilting her head to eye the unopened boxes filled with just her fall and winter shoes, all motivation drained in an instant and she was just about to give up when Emerald’s voice rang through the hallway in between them, calling her to come into her room. Amelia was certainly not going to pass up an opportunity to ignore the daunting moving process for a night, loosening the belt around her powder pink silk robe as she crossed the threshold into Emerald’s room with a sigh. 

“You know, sometimes I wish I had magic, so I can make anything I want come true. All I’d have to do is bippity, boppity, boo my way into a unpacked room,” Amelia’s finger twirled in the air as she mimicked the motion of a wand, settling into the spot right beside Emerald. The bed was large, with more than enough space for two people, but she left no room between them as she cuddled close to her side, head falling to the brunette’s shoulder. The wave of nerves she felt drifted as she settled in, the other girl warm to her touch. “But then I may have too much power. I’m already a princess, have magnificent hair, and a doting father who’s set to buy me a new set of diamond earrings for the holidays, so it wouldn’t be fair to anyone to add magic atop all of that,” she teased with a small laugh. “What would you do if you had magic?” Amelia rose her head to catch a glimpse of Emerald as she asked, knowing her family was all the more familiar with wish-granting than her own. 

There were boxes almost up to the ceiling throughout her apartment from Amelia, but she wouldn’t want it any other way. The girl was just as extra as she could be, and they wouldn’t be elite princesses without their high maintenance qualities. But unpacking could be saved for tomorrow, for now, it was time for quality time with one of her favorite people. Emerald could be a little selfish, of course, but when it came to Amelia was so especially so. With her absence over the last year, she was just waiting on the day that her bestie came back, and now that she was and she was LIVING with her? It was paradise. Soon enough, she came through her door and she beamed a sunny smile her way, “Ugh, don’t we all. Luckily, as far as cleaning goes, I have a maid come and tidy up once a week. So, least we have that covered. And I’ll help you unpack....tomorrow, right now, I need my Amelia time. C’mere.” 

Her arms stretched out wide, smiling when the princess crawled onto her large bed, curling up beside her and automatically putting her at ease. Fingers automatically coming up to comb through her best friend’s hair, she laughed a bit at what she said, “Beauty, brains, and magic? Really, it wouldn’t be fair to the rest of the world, you’re right. Besides, you have enough money to buy some stuff if things don’t go your way, which hardly ever happens anyways.” Emerald reminded her, shooting her a look with a little smile, moving a bit to face her as she took her hands, “Well, that’s tough. I wish I could like, know what people are thinking. That way I can know people’s intentions and if they are gonna hurt me or someone I care about-” Pausing, she rolled her eyes and flopped onto her back, staring at the ceiling, “Genie always told me and my family if we need anything, he knows some people but...my folks don’t want to rely on wishes and stuff.”