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“No, I know. I get that part. It’s just… sad to me, I guess?” Devin admitted quietly as her gaze followed the happy couple running about the castle halls. “I get it. I do, I just, I don’t know. Feel like sometimes the weight of all of the secrets can be isolating is all? But, I can’t exactly be one to judge now, can I? You know, some of the stuff I’ve done to keep my own safe. You included in that, I hope you know,” She promised Amara, resting her head of the fae’s shoulder as she gave her arm a light squeeze in return. “Trust me, as miserable as an eternity can be, I couldn’t imagine having to wait it out without you.”

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“Yes, I understand. I agree, actually.” Wholeheartedly, she did agree. Amara had seen it many times, experienced it personally too, that desire to share. The will to talk about such a big part of her existence, if only to feel seen. Yes, it was sad. “It’s exactly that, actually. Most of us have someone, in any context, that we would love to share this with... I mean, this whole weekend, it’s a chance for them to do exactly that? But the sadness follows when they leave here and forget the beauty all around.” Amara shrugs, soon to huff a laugh hand look towards Devin with a grin. “Of course I know, same goes? We’d both be hung if people knew the shit we’ve done and shared with each other.” A serious comment, but still, she laughed through it. “Ditto. Maybe we should get matching tattoos to solidify our forever love? So many people do that now, you know? I could get your name across my chest.” She teased. 

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“Okay, I definitely see the appeal in this,” A bright smile broke across Leyla’s lips as she offered the mallet in hand out to the other. After nearly dying during the Valentine’s Day Singles Weekend, the fae was ready to let off some steam and do something fun for a change and what better way to do that than to go to a Rage Room. “You’re up! So, what should we smash next?”

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Amara glances over when Leyla speaks, curving one corner of her lips up into a smirk. It was good to see her up and about, not crying in a dark corner suffering. Though, she worried about those feelings being hidden inside, naturally. It was the main reason she had came to check on her and somehow, ended up here venting out her own rage, too. “I didn’t know something like this could be so fun,” she chuckles, taking a look around the room. “Something... Bulky? Do they have TV’s? You know, the old kind?” Old kind being pre flat-screen. “I’d like to hit something solid, watch it break, and imagine it's whoever was behind valentines day.”  

[para-bicicleta1-world]

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“And this is why I love you,” Devin teased back, resting her head lightly on her friend’s shoulder as she laced her arm through that of the other’s. “I was about to say I’m pretty sure she was only ever a princess, but I got the gist of it. And that’s fair. So, they really can’t tell their loved ones about it ever?” She whispered out, feeling her own smile faltering ever so slightly at the thought. She had been grateful for Amara to bend the rules for her and the bond the two had shared over the years. There was a reason she held the Fae Queen in such high regards, but it didn’t make any less hurtful to know that her own husband once upon a time had lied to her face about he was over the course of their entire marriage. It made her feel like a fool more than anything, even if she did understand the importance of keeping their kind a secret given the circumstances. “You don’t know how many times I feel like a hypocrite myself? Like I’ve never broken my own rules or the accords back before the accords were a thing or after in an attempt to maintain them. I don’t know? You try to do right by everyone, but there is only so much of yourself you can give? Or maybe that’s just the excuse I use to make myself feel better about it all, but I am really glad that you told me. There are very few people in my life I feel like I can be completely myself around and, if it wasn’t for you, I don’t know where I’d be? I think I’d feel lost as cheesy as that is to say? But, if it’s any consolation, I think you’re an incredible Queen and your court is lucky to have you.”

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“Love you too,” she giggled, giving Devin’s arm a little squeeze as she looped them together. “They can, but only if they’re here within the Island. I mean, if you bring your none fae person here and act like you’re not seeing the magical things all around, they’re going to think they’re losing their minds, no? So, yes, in here, they can talk about it, but so it goes, they eventually leave and they don’t remember. That’s just... How it has to be.” Amara sighed quietly. “I wish...” A pause. Hesitation, at least until she remembered that she could tell Devin anything. “I wish it didn’t have to be like that, but it just... Does. And I’m way, way too early into my royal status to go testing waters with those rules. I find it sad, but I agree with how it is because it works, and it works well. We stay off radar and therefore, safer. And that’s all I want for us, to be safe.” Amara added. “Yeah? I know. I mean, I know that, I just... Don’t you ever feel...” She stops before the word ‘unworthy’ pops out her mouth. Not in a dig at Devin, no, not at all but in a reflection of herself. “You know what, we are getting very cheesy. Whole cheese platter sitting right here.” The fae laughs, bumping her side into Devin’s. “Thank you, though. I appreciate it. And you don’t need me to remind you that, if not for you, I wouldn’t have made it into my late twenties. So, look at us now, huh? Stuck with me till the end of time, Dev’s. You cool with that? Because I don’t think there’s anyone else I’d rather be with when the world ends.” 

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“I mean you did just say I have issues and, although you’re not wrong, it’s not exactly the most friendly thing to do, now is it?” Alina pointed out, rolling her eyes lightly over at the other. “Superiority complex? Ha! That’s rich coming from you and we both know it. Like you weren’t the first to make a condescending comment, Little Miss ‘You Obviously Didn’t Get the Memo’? What? You can dish it out, but you can’t take it?” Alina challenged. At least Alina had the gall to admit she was an entitled bitch. What was Amara’s excuse? And she actually believed she knew Selene’s life story well enough to not need the reminder? She didn’t even know who she was fucking talking to. Call that ironic. “Jack the Ripper? Wow. Okay, well, I’ll tell you what? If you somehow manage to possess my body, then you can have an opinion when it comes to my eating habits, but until then I’m going to take my drink and go anywhere you’re not. Toodles.”

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“That was a joke, which I thought you could take. But, my mistake, obviously.” She raised a hand in defence, but her expression? The raised brow, the look of mild confusion, it showed she was feeling like something was amiss. Amara had always known Selene to be a straight talker, even sometimes to the point where she sounded like a bitch. However, she had previously always known, the vampire held solid facts and truth to her words, enough to see the reason behind them. Right now? All she thought, in her silent opinion, was her friend being overly defensive for the way she was simply looking out for her. “Okay. If that’s how you see it then fine, let me play the role just for a hot few seconds? You may be old as shit, but you’re a ripper, Selene. You don’t drink fresh because when you do, people die. Facts. And right now, you’re on my grounds, I won’t step down or feel apologetic for being worried not just about what you could do here, but also about you. You are my friend and I swear... You surely didn’t work this hard on building yourself a life, just to toss it out the window?” She frowned, confusion returning. All Amara worried about, was that Selene was possibly turning into ‘ripper Selene’, and that was surely bad for everyone, including the vampire herself. But alas, the Fae chose to just sigh and wave a hand in response to the vampires ‘toodles’. She wanted to leave? Fine. Amara was never going to do anything to stop her, she had chose to have faith, that her friend, wasn’t going to flounce around killing people and ruin the whole event. 

[faequeenx]

WHO: Amara & Bea  TAG: @beasramos​ LOCATION: Rosefell Castle Gardens

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“Yeah, okay, thank you. Keep me updated, you have my number.” Amara gives her fae a little shoulder squeeze as she steps away. Just a minute prior, she had spotted Kai an Bea from a short distance, saw the little point in her direction and she knew she had to tear her attention away from her, almost pointless, attempts at keeping the calm. She walked towards the dark haired woman with a soft smile and a small gesture for them both to turn in their tracks and head in another direction. “Bea?” She asks, only to confirm, just as she confirms herself... “I’m Amara. Kai just told you I’d like to talk? Firstly, I just want to say how sorry I am that this is happening.” This, being the chaos, whoever had trapped people inside of her castle. “But I want to assure you, we will get to the bottom of it and the coven is already working on getting the barrier down.” She nods as she slows to a halt, next to a giant apple tree where she begins to pick off the biggest, most juicy looking ones, handing some out towards the banshee to take a hold of, without an explanation (yet). 

“I would have much preferred to have had the chance to speak to you before this happened, I’m sure you are as concerned as I am and whilst I hate to steal you away from being near the entrance that’s soon to be opened,” at least, that was her hopeful thought... “I really do need to. You being here in the Island, it gives me the freedom to talk to you about the Fae court.” Amara pauses, just to glance her way, to see if there is anything in Bea’s features to suggest someone else had already ‘spilled some beans’ so to speak. “Oh, I’m trying to multitask, by the way. I’m hoping you can help me find and calm Jessica down, as I explain what I need to. The apples are important. Very. Jessica never refuses a fresh apple. But she’s very sensitive, easily spooked. She ran off the second chaos ensued and she’s hopping around like her hooves are alight somewhere.” Amara sighed a little. 

“Sorry, off the point. So, my name is Amara, I’m the Lost’s council leader. But as you can see for yourself, there is just a little more to my status. Here, we have the Fae court, which is made up of various species, the same ones that fall under the categories the council puts us in. Succubi, phoenix, banshee... We’re all connected.” Amara pauses, as she bites off a chunk of an apple, takes it in her grasp and throws it out at the open grass. “Are you still following? If you have any questions, or confusion, please just stop me and say? Otherwise I’m going to keep talking and... I don’t want to freak you out. At least not before I finish my speech.” 

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“Oh definitely some witchcraft going on tonight,” Clover joked, as if that wasn’t part of her daily lifestyle. “Thank you! My parents came here from Ireland, I guess they thought it would be funny,” she chuckled before taking another sip of her drink. She wondered how many people wearing black were just trying to avoid advances and not actually unavailable. “I was nervous to wear green if only because dating isn’t exactly something I have any experience with,” she shrugged. “The speed dating seemed like it could be really interesting or really disastrous, but I can’t decide which. The lock and key game seems fun too, but then what if your lock is randomly assigned to the key of someone you have no interest in and you end up stuck in a conversation with them for hours? There’s pros and cons to them all I think,” she laughed. 

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“Now that would be just damn impossible, right? Witches? Real?” She sucks in a mocking gasp, but ends it in a hearty laugh. Of course, this Island alone showed magic to be possible, witchcraft was hardly a stretch. “Magic is amazing when it’s used in certain ways.” Amara added. “Well, I wouldn’t say that’s something to worry about? Many people here have probably never been on a date, for whatever reason. I’m wearing green because I want to show that I’m open to the idea of a date, if the person feels right... And it should be the same for you? You’re a gorgeous girl, as long as you’re curious, there isn’t any harm in testing the waters. Speed dating maybe better than the lock and key. At least then you know the person moves on after a while? No getting stuck with someone duller than dishwater. But at the risk of sounding entirely cliche, you surely have the luck of the Irish with you?” Amara chuckled. 

[ninjavolador]

Ana de Armas

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“Wow, rude much?” Alina mused. It took almost everything in her not to crack a smile at the way Selene’s ‘friend’ completely denounced her in a mere sentence at that. Some friend, Alina thought as she continued to nonchalantly sip at her drink as the perky blonde before her moved on to berating her. “Relax, Tinker Bell. Does it look like I just ripped someone’s head off to you? And are you actually threatening to sick the Seraphs on me, really? You do realize you’re talking to the woman who created the seraphs, right? And can just as easily take them away,” She pointed out followed by a roll of her eyes. To say she was shocked by the way Devin and Selene, whom should be treated like gods around here, were talked down to was an understatement to say the least. It was a good thing she showed up when she did. What would her baby sister and darling twin do without her? It’s not like either of them were going to grow a backbone after all this time. “Are you?” Alina countered. “All I did was drink one of the happy potions that last time I checked you were responsible for providing, so if you’re mad at me, maybe you should ask yourself why the hell you chose to provide them in the first place, if you didn’t want people to actually be fucking happy for a change?”

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“That isn’t what I said.” She couldn’t help but scoff at the attempt Selene made to twist her words. She had to know, Amara would never point Serephs in her direction, the fact she even suggested it was offensive. “Okay, you can pocket your superiority now, chica, I know the story well enough without the rerun.” Raising a brow, she wasn’t even trying to hide that she wasn’t appreciative of the way she was being spoken to, and it certainly wasn’t out of character for her to pretend otherwise. “How about you don’t try and use a happy potion as an excuse for the fact you’re acting as though fresh blood doesn’t make you turn into Jack the Ripper.” Picking up her glass as it arrived, she took a sip and narrowed her green eyes suspiciously towards her friend. Not in a ‘you can’t be you’, way, of course, but in more of a ‘are you about to have a relapse’ sort of way. “I’m happy you’re happy, but like I said, blood bags are available on request so unless you want to risk falling off the rails, don’t you think you should stick to them?”

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Clover chuckled as she took another sip from her drink, trying to remember what she even ordered. “Honestly, anything with happiness put in. I don’t know how they bottle emotions but, I am definitely happy right now,” she laughed. “Oh yeah, everyone seems like they’re having a blast! I love it, this is actually exactly what I needed right now. I’m Clover, it’s so nice to meet you,” she smiled. It wasn’t often that there was someone she hadn’t met yet, so the witch liked to take every chance she could to get to know someone new. “I see you’re wearing green too, are you going to try any of the games?”

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“You know what, that is a good question. Pure sorcery I’m guessing.” She chuckled, eyes shining like she held a secret, which of course, she did -- more than one. “I’m glad you’re happy though, that’s what this weekend is supposed to be about.” Amara nodded. “Clover? Wow, what a lovely name. I’ve only ever met one other Clover and that was-- Well, a long time ago.” A very long time, as it happened. “Yeah, actually, black is more my colour but I didn’t want people to think I wasn’t approachable, even just for a friendly chat.” She laughed, giving a little hum. “Yes I think I’ll join in a couple as the night goes on, I haven’t decided which yet, though. Have you tried any?” 

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Ainsley had to admit that Staten Island was actually impressing her in more ways than one. While she should have probably been in her room, she found herself exploring the castle. Walking along the hall as she tried to open a random door, but it didn’t budge. Which made her even more curious about what was on the other side of it. Hearing footsteps approach though made her lift her hand, she took a step back. “Hi,” Turning to see Amara. Who she had recognized as woman who she was suppose to report too if she had any kind of problem. “Beautiful place you have.” She complimented. “Lots of rooms.” Gesturing to the ones all around them. “I bet you have a bunch of cool stuff here.” She remarked with curiosity. “Care to show me around? Although I don’t think this is the headquarters that was listed on my sheet. It looked a little less fancy.” 

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“Hello,” she offers an amused smirk and raised brow as she gestures towards the door. “You know that saying about curiosity, right? You might not be a cat but pry that door open and one rather large one may kill you.” Amara chuckles, a silent way of showing she wasn’t being serious. “There’s a lot of treasures here. The priceless ones are typically the most interesting.” She gestures forward as she walks towards her. “That’s because it isn’t listed. And after you leave, you won’t remember it being so magical, either. It’s unfortunate, and I’m sorry... But that’s just how it goes. It’s the only way to keep us from being exposed in a world we’re not ready to be known in.” Amara shrugged, unsure whether the woman before her would understan any of that. Which is when she realised they hadn’t been introduced. “What’s your name? ... I’m Amara.” Tucking her hands behind her back, she nods forward before beginning to step, happy to show her around the place. “You ever watched Harry Potter?” She began, finding it, usually, the best way to describe things. “Muggles are a good example. As in, people outside of the fae court don’t retain any memory of the more... Magically inclined things here. The unicorns, for example. Or even this castle, it’ll be remembered as some bog standard hotel, motel sort of thing...” Amara gave a light eye roll, though she did chuckle, in spite of how she so disliked that all these people would forget the wonderful things they saw here. 

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“Oh come on. You can’t say it’s not amusing to watch?” Devin pointed out with a knowing smirk. “Watch though being the precise word. I love you dearly, but I’m warning you right now, there is no way I will be taking any of your emotion potions.” Not that the little fact was even a surprise. Devin was one of the first to admit that she was a control freak, so the idea of a beverage altering her emotions for a span of time was definitely a no go as much as she enjoyed watching the effects play out on others. “But, likewise. You, my love, are a true Queen through and through,” Devin teasingly whispered over into her friend’s ear, keeping her voice low so that only the two of them would be able to hear.

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“I can’t. It’s hilarious.” She snorts. Truth be told, she had a pretty good idea that it would be, which was why she thought to put the idea into play in the first place. “No, I know, you’re a stickler for that control, I’d never jeopardise that,” she hums, nudging her as she gives a soft smile, if only to show she wasn’t making any kind of dig. She’d never do that, at least, not when it came to Devin. “Oh why thank you, dear. I’m doing my best to catwalk the glass slippers.” Amara says, only to furrow a brow. “Wait, no, was Cinderella ever a Queen? I forget.” She shrugged, brushing it off with a wave of her hand. “You don’t have to whisper. I’ve already overheard many fae’s take the opportunity to tell their people everything. Guess they just figure, enjoy the three days where they don’t have to keep secrets, you know? Sounds good on paper but I’ll bet any money I’m going to be looking at some pouty faces when this is all over, and their people don’t remember. It does make me feel like a hypocrite but I swear, if I didn’t have you to talk to about this, I don’t know that I’d have been fit for the role of a royal jester never mind a Queen.” 

[auliicravalho]

ANA DE ARMAS

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Where: Made With Love Room

What: Won’t You Be Mine? Event

Perfectly manicured nails wrapped their way around the stem of the martini glass. Not bothering to pay the bartender any mind, the one and only, Alina Khan plucked the olive out of the glass and slide it off the tooth pick with the edge of her fangs. Only then did she bother to glance over at the hand resting casually on the bar beside her and, without a second thought, she took the tooth pick resting between the tip of her thumb and forefinger straight down into the unattended hand. She only pricked them, but it was enough to draw the slightest bit of blood. The red stained tip of the slender piece of wood returning to that of her lips as she licked the edge clean. “Hm. O negative. Not bad, but could be better,” She noted, dropping the pick back into her glass, before looking over at the person eyeing her with that of an eased shrug. “What? It was missing something. Isn’t that the point of cocktail making class?”

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Amara was taking breaks from manning the bar, leaving it in capable hands for periods of time so she could actually venture out and enjoy herself. A smile had formed when she spotted the familiar figure at the bar, her friend. However, she was stunned into stillness when she watched Selene, prick the unsuspecting man, drawing blood. Sure, only a drop, but still, her green eyes had to steal a glance around to be sure nobody else was watching. “Sorry about that, she’s got... Issues.” Amara says to the scowling man, whom, was already getting up to leave. “Uhm... What do you mean ‘what?’” Because the last she knew, the vampire before her didn’t drink fresh from the vein because when she did, ,she ended up ripping heads off. “You obviously didn’t get the memo, there are blood options to add into your drink if you just ask the staff.” Amara took a seat next to her, giving a smile to her fae behind the bar who already knew what her preferred drink was, without her having to ask. “I’m only going to say this once. If you rip off anyone’s head I’m going to be very, very cross. And I’m thinking, I’d actually be the least of your worries given all the Seraphs that are here. Are you feeling okay?” A point well made and a valid question asked, so she thought. 

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“Okay, do you want my honest opinion? Because honestly? I find it funny,” Devin admitted as innocently as she could, despite the amused grin tugging at the corners of her lips as she took a sip of the drink Amara had offered over to her. One of the perks of knowing someone for as long as they had was that the Clan leader could be completely open with the other and not have to worry about how it might reflect back on the her. “But, practically, it is sort of asking for chaos?”

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“Funny?” She scoffed in amusement, clearly unsurprised that Devin would have that opinion. That being said, it wasn’t like she actually disagreed. So far? It was funny. “I mean, it has been amusing to watch everyone, the happiness shots are hilarious. There was a two people earlier, the girl took the shot right in the middle of this guys conversation about how his cat had died and the next day, he lost his job. You can imagine how that went, considering she was bubbling with laughter not five seconds after.” Cackling, she knew that was probably a little mean to find entertaining but she couldn’t help it. “It probably is, and I did it anyway so I guess... I’ll just have to accept blame for whatever fall out may occur.” Amara shrugged, silently hopeful nothing too dramatic would come from the magical drinks. “You look hot, by the way. As always.” 

[faequeenx]

@swearonstars​

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“Alright, give it to me straight...” Amara seats herself next to Devin not a minute after she comes into eyesight. She holds a drink out for her friend and trust that it goes without saying, it’s not magically spiked. “How bad of an idea was it to include anger as one of the magic shots?” She wonders as she gazes out at the people. “I mean, so far so good but... Thinking about it now, I’m just a little bit concerned that a more... Unhinged type of person, drinks one, you know? I was just so caught up in getting everything prepped here that I actually didn’t give it much thought.” 

[faequeenx]

frccdxm​:

@darkesthourstarters​ 

Clover had a few drinks already, and she didn’t know how the Lost were making their drinks but it was so much better than any she’d ever had. Standing by the bar as she had been for a while now, she adjusted the hem of her green velvet mini dress before spotting someone else approach for a drink. “Oh you’re in for a treat, seriously these are like magical. I don’t want to stop,” she laughed, eyeing the other over the rim of her glass as she took another sip. “Isn’t this place amazing?” she added in awe of the entire place they were spending their weekend. 

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“Magical, huh? That’s one word for it.” An extremely fitting word, of course, but she wasn’t about to spill that little detail. Amara had been chatting away to the crowd she’d handed some drinks too, it wasn’t surprising that the girl didn’t know she was the one in charge. “What do you recommend then?” She grinned. In the spirit of not bursting any bubbles, she took a seat beside her and only gave a sly, amused wink to the girl helping out behind the bar. “Yeah, it’s special here. It’s going pretty well, too, I think? Everyone seems to be having a good time. Oh, I’m Amara, by the way.”