* ( & le royaume enchanté !

° . ( she was a curious girl, a wanderer, who spent her summers chasing fluttering piece of p r o s e and eating strawberries !

[justanotherrpmeme]

bold which habits your muse has

[giscllc]

justanotherrpmeme:

nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming/singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

[giscllc]

“well, i’m sure that those ten year olds are a little more enthusiastic.” alec couldn’t help it - he was slowly but surely getting dragged along with giselle’s joyful ways. he had found the girl slightly intoxicating, even from the start; but it was fair to say that he had been far more compliant back then than what he’d ever be nowadays. a light nudge with the shoulder ( which was quite the achievement, considering that her shoulder was far below his own ) and alec used the retraction to conveniently shrug. a charmer. well, the male surely had met people who had tried to be. “i don’t pay much attention to others.” was the easiest response - and frankly, the one which tasted the best on his tongue. “but i’m sure that they are worthy competitors.. some of them, at least.”

      AT that, she can’t help but laugh. ten year olds are definitely more enthusiastic than alec - in fact, most people are. “ well, i’m happy to work with what i’ve got here. ” although it’s clear alec is cold and closed off, the two of them have somehow always managed to get on just fine, even with their contrasting personalities. giselle is hopeful but not naive and passionate but not overly emotional. she can handle the coolness. in fact, sometimes she finds herself preferring it. “ you don’t? and here i thought you were ready to meet everyone? best friends forever and all that. ” she teases with a raise of her eyebrows, amused at even the thought of it. “ as capable as they all seem i’m finding myself sticking to the people i know and enjoy. ooh -- did i tell you my falcon, lady, has finally made it to the castle? i believe i told you about her last time we met.. you could see her, if you wanted. ”

[giscllc]

        “ THAT’S A VERY GOOD POINT, ” he agrees, preferring to keep the conversation light. while he knows that he is, technically, in competition with giselle, he doesn’t like to think about it. it was one thing to acknowledge the competitive nature between him and people he’d never met, but he didn’t want things to change between him and the people he considered friends. “ i can’t ever cross you – who else will keep me on the cutting edge of fashion? you’re simply too valuable for me to let go of. ” he smiles, and his eyes widen at the mention of dessert. “ you’ve never had a better idea. and yes, i am including everything we’ve ever collaborated on. this tops it all. ”

      “ EXACTLY, see -- at least you understand the ramifications that come with crossing me. ” there’s an ironic little smile there - a private joke, even - but she continues on, much too excited at the prospect of an adventure. “ my ideas to tend to have an edge of genius. ” she looks around, eyebrows furrowing as she tries to muster up the best way for them to make their way down. it’s been too many days of cold stares and stiff silence, all giselle wants to do is stuff her face with pastries and see if there are any nice bookshops for her to explore. “ should we walk? i have no concept of how far these places are, exactly. but it’s cold ... ”

[giscllc]

“To win.” Maddox answered, his voice as solid as marble as he glanced over at her. “To ensure that I get the freedom I want, all while being able to make sure people like my father never see the light of day again. There are a lot of reasons I have to be here, doesn’t mean I want to be.” Maybe it had been too much information, the second the words about his father left his lips he knew he had reviled maybe just a little too much. But there was no taking that back. He had to be here, had to fight tooth and nail, because if he didn’t? He’d go right back to being under his father’s orders.. right back to the hell he never wanted to go back to. “It has nothing to do with me, Princess. It has everything to do with my father. They don’t like him and assume that I’m going to be the same way. He is a cruel, harsh and heartless leader, one who doesn’t even love his own son so they think I’m going to be just like him. Maybe they’re not wrong, maybe I will be, but at least I know how to think about people other then myself. I have plenty of respect for my people, more so than there are words. They just don’t like the Rivera family in general thanks to Pops.” His tone turned more and more icy with each word that left his lips, his body instantly tensing as he talked about his father, someone that should have never caused that kind of reaction out of him. “I don’t have emotions, Giselle, unless they’re based on anger or lust. Haven’t in years.. that’s what living in hell will do to you.” He said, taking a deep breath before he shook his head. “I went on a ride not too long ago, but it wasn’t into the city. Still need to go, I’ve heard people here talking about a bakery that’s got some of the best sweets in the world.”

      “ i wish you the best with that, then. ” it’s not her place to debate maddox’s intentions, anyhow. especially if she plans on making sure his winning doesn’t happen. she keeps her expression and gaze even as he goes on to explain, quirking a brow when she’s met with a plethora of information she hadn’t anticipated. but she says nothing on it and instead gives a small smile, lips turning up just slightly in a way that’s more sympathetic than anything. “ you seem to be quite the passionate person, maddox. i think some of that comes from something beyond anger and lust -- but perhaps i’m getting ahead of myself. either way, everyone has their own motives for being here. i’m not going to judge yours. ” although she’s curious to see which angle he’s coming from, it’s not part of her plan right now to collect any intel. that comes later, once she wins the affection of the people that really matter. “ well, it’s no secret that i have a weakness for sweets. are you going to check it out, then? i think i might make myself sick if i wandered into such a place alone. ”

[giscllc]

hi everyone !! sorry for being MIA, promise i’ve been coming on to check the dash c: i’ve been working So much !! but good news: my professor hosts a writing program for a handful of students in france during the summer and he invited Me !!!!!!! i am Stoked... truly.. 

[joli-boudoir]

[giscllc]

joli-boudoir:

Versailles by night (photos credits : the cherry blossom girl - my edits)

[giscllc]

me when i see i have replies: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

listennn y’all i have the Busiest time with school rn so forgive me for being ultra slow !! i have so many presentations this semester... which... im an english lit major ok. we doONTTTTT DO PRESEntations. we sit w our noses in books and hide from Everyone !!!!! so the struggle is real

but once this nasty 25 min assignment of horror is over ill be on again (((-:

[giscllc]

After a long pause, Louisa shakes their head, loosening the strands of pale hair close by their face from their tight french braid. “No,” They decide, lacking any real color in their tone. “It’s not an imposition.” They turn back towards the way they’d come– the way towards the kitchen, if they did a little backtracking– and start walking, and that’s about as much encouragement as they offer for Giselle to follow them. 

“I’m actually just becoming acquainted with the castle, myself,” They admit, deciding that that’s a safe and small enough thing to admit; all the new-come royals were doing something along the same lines; it was neither uncommon nor an interesting enough thing for Giselle to log away about them, they figured. “I’ve never been in the kitchens, though,” They add, much more pointedly. 

“Apple strudel…” Louisa trails, thinking back to their ascension night. A million things had been prepared for them and their four co-ascenders to eat, then: dusted gold leaf truffles, venison and cream, the tallest towers of cheese and chocolate fondues with cubes of bread and fruit to dip and dip and dip; all of it spread like riches on ornate tables with thick, metallic cloths and plates twice the size of their head; with jeweled goblets and red wine with shavings of silver. The celebration had been equal parts honoring and feasting, and they’d soaked it all up. Apple strudel had been piled onto the dessert tables, along with one-hundred-thousand other treats Louisa had allowed themself to indulge in; but there was something particularly nostalgic about apples and cinnamon. They couldn’t help but adore it. “…Is very good.” They decide, unwilling to admit a weakness as embarrassing as sweet treats to their companion. “I haven’t had it in awhile.” 

      WITH ease giselle takes the hint, uttering a soft merci and following along, heels clicking rapidly until she catches up. it’s a wonder, really, why louisa has chosen to help her when it seems they have no real desire to, but it’s help and giselle won’t deny it. “ it’s interesting to see the differences in design, even though france is so close. exciting to learn about, so far. ” it’s small talk, maybe, and although she has some idea that louisa isn’t necessarily interested in hearing it, she figures it’s the polite thing to do. “ i only walked through once on my way somewhere else. they’re brilliant, though. anything you could ever need is in there. ” it’s a comforting thing for her -- baking -- and so she was pleasantly surprised to see such a pretty space she’d most definitely be taking advantage of.

     when louisa admits to their love for apple strudel, giselle can’t help but smile a bit. that’s something most people can have in common: their love for different foods or sweets. “ i haven’t baked it myself before, actually, but i’m hoping some of the staff will be around to give me pointers. it tastes amazing fresh, i think. i could save you some, if it turns out well. ”

[giscllc]

it wasn’t until iggy had been inside for more than three seconds that he realised how utterly cold he was, and as his chattering physique began to find feeling again. he was more than grateful for Giselle to have come at the moment she had. he probably would have bee frozen to the bench not even five minutes later. “ being kept inside isn’t the most fun thing in the world, ” iggy offered with an understanding smile, “ but at least this is a new place to be confined to. well, not confined to, since you may very well go outside any time you’d like… just maybe not in really pretty but not at all weather appropriate dresses, ”  iggy managed with a small giggle. iggy couldn’t help the childish smile that became home on his features as he continued sipping his tea. “ not that long, about a week. it feels like much longer though, since i haven’t made that many friends yet. i’m sure i will, though! ” iggy affirmed with a bright smile, hiding that ebbing insecurity at the back of his mind. “ now to the more serious questions… where did you learn the art of masterful tea brewing ?? ”

      IMMEDIATELY, she feels her skin start to thaw, aching just slightly from the stark change in temperature. although she’s used to the constant company of strangers, it’s relaxing to be with a familiar face -- someone she could trust, maybe. eventually. “ most definitely not. i’m glad we get some freedom here with that. in france i was locked up.. well, as much as they could keep me. i didn’t take to it too kindly, not when there was plenty to do. ” they’d tried to reason with her and forced her to take several precautions, but giselle knew the desperation they had for hands and help. there was no way to sit safe and comfortable with that weight on her shoulders. “ i’ll take that as a compliment. i would’ve grabbed a coat, of course, but my room’s the other direction and i was much too excited to see you. i’m sure you’ll make tons of friends. or at least a few -- some people here seem not too keen on the concept of friendship. wouldn’t take it personally, of course. ” her tone has dropped to something much more casual than she’s taken with everyone else so far, since she does consider iggy a friend. a good one, at that. “ just need to know your teas so you can know the right temperature and the perfect brewing time. practice, practice! ”

[giscllc]

hellooo eeryoe ! i jus saw dua lipa & troye ! thy r are so tiny and amazing and cuteteeeee !!! im hoping to do replies tomorrow night <3 c:

[giscllc]

Cattell 16 Factor Test.

rules.  take this test for your muse and post the results.

REPOST. DON’T REBLOG.

gisèlle. 

warmth.    66%    /    supportive, comforting. intellect.    82%    /    cerebral, analytical. emotional stability.    62%    /    level headed, calm. aggressiveness.   54%    /    controlling, tough. liveliness.   54%    /    wild, fun loving. dutifulness.    62%   /    conforming, traditional. social assertiveness.    86%    /    unhibited, bold.  sensitivity.     34%    /    coarse, tough. paranoia.    74% /   wary, suspicious. abstractness.    78%    /    strange, imaginative. introversion.   74%    / private, quiet. anxiety.    30%    /    confident, self-assured. open-mindedness.   50%    /    closed-minded, set-in-ways & curious, exploratory. independence.    58% /     loner, craves solitude. perfectionism.    70%    /    orderly, thorough. tension.    38%    /    relaxed, cool.

[giscllc]

his eyes dropped easily to where the princess left her hand for a brief moment. “let’s just hope that you’re as good of a teacher as you are with arrows. “ having bonded with the female; way before the outbreak and tragedy that came with it, over their shared love of archery, alec had found comfort in having a topic constantly at hand whenever their paths crossed. sadly, he couldn’t see him being as comfortable in the world of cupcakes and souffles. even with giselle’s impressive heels, the king still held quite the lead when it came to height. gazing down at giselle, alec tugged slightly into a vague smile. “i am confident that you know most people within these walls.. i wouldn’t say that i’m in the same position.. - frankly, you are one of the few that i’ve met prior to arrival.”

      “ IF i can get ten year olds into pointe shoes, i can teach you how to bake something. ” the insistence is adamant -- maybe they’d start fairly simple. a recipe that’s not so.. delicate, depending on what they had in the kitchens. although alec was known for being reclusive and maybe even a little mean at times, the two of them had always managed on friendly terms ( well, at least as friendly as he could be ). giselle shoots him a curious look, green eyes narrowing just slightly in contemplation. “ there’s a few i haven’t met yet. have you come across anyone new, then? anyone interesting? i’m sure some charmer is likely to come and put a crack in that broody shell of yours.  ”

[giscllc]

some part of this topic feels superficial – perhaps that’s only on henri’s end. he’s taming down his rambunctious personality and natural wry wit to come across as someone more regal and collected than he himself. “the assistants in the castle have been top notch,” he agrees with something genuine flickering into his tone. he’s been impressed by the hospitality, as has everyone, no doubt. “i suppose they are putting their best foot forward so to speak – to make all of us feel very welcome.” at her comment, henri knows he’s likely going to be involved in the first clash. he’s already made some less than ideal impressions on some of the royals here. “i do hope i am very far away from the clashing when that occurs!” henri’s tone is light; maybe he can convince one person here that he’s NOT up to something deviant.

      IN her life, giselle has learned to be suspicious of everyone. make friends, smile big, trust nobody. it’s a staple in their world and it’s one she sticks to, even if she makes it seem otherwise. but she sees no reason to openly treat someone like a suspect - what good could come from giving someone the opportunity to anticipate your next move? so she sticks to pleasantries and baking, meeting others and chatting over dinner; the only thing she doesn’t do is peel away her careful eyes, allow herself to forget that anyone here is capable of putting a knife in her back. “ they even let me go into the kitchen to bake with them. a good opportunity to practice my german -- it’s gotten a little rusty and i’ve never been perfect at it. i’m hoping this move will change that. as much as i want to say avoiding the drama is the best route, i’m sure the majority of us will be pulling up front row seats. it’s always a little more amusing when you’re on the outside, don’t you think? all the entertainment and none of the hassle. ”

[giscllc]

Maybe it was a bit practiced, and he had repeated it enough times that it was burnt into his memory and the words just feel off of his tongue without a second thought. But that was how he was raised, having to constantly justify his every move because of the person he had to call his father. Having to explain that just because his dad made something he loved to do illegal didn’t make him a bad person for continuing to go about his life as if he didn’t care about the law. Most people were happy they had the privilege of being called royal, but Maddox felt like the title was more of a curse for him than anything. “Be that as it may, I’m doing what I want to do with my life. Not being tied down to one place, forced to be responsible for everyone else. I damn sure don’t want to be here, I’d much rather be out exploring the world on my bike.. but I have to be here and I have to win all of this, so I’m stuck, just like all of us.” He explained as calmly as possible, sighing lightly as he looked down at her. “My people have never once done anything good to me, why would I sacrifice my life for the people who’d rather have my head on a spike than call me king?” The question had been blurted out, the fact that his country wasn’t the biggest fan of him might not have been a secret entirely, but that didn’t mean he wanted to talk about it. “Forget I said anything, I’ve got better things to do than sit here and talk about spontaneity and the responsibly you have for your people.”

      “ SO, why are you here, then? if you don’t mind me asking. ” giselle has always been a curious girl -- perhaps too much for her own good, but maddox already seemed so keen on sharing.  she’d never had that struggle - choosing between herself and her title, though she imagines it would be difficult to make such a choice if she’d been forced. in the end, though, perhaps it’s smart to reject something you have no interest in -- there’s no way to excel with a mindset like that. “ maybe they don’t trust you, since they don’t feel you have their best interest in mind. and with all due respect, monsieur rivera, that seems to be the case. i’m sure there’s an appreciation for you pursuing your own interests, but when they’re meant to respect you as a leader and you have no respect for them as your people -- well, reverse the situation and you might be able to see where they’re coming from. ” it comes out not like an accusation but more of a contemplation, her eyebrows furrowing together as if to take it all in herself. “ if it’s making you emotional we can certainly drop the topic. have you taken the opportunity to explore the city at all yet, then? i imagine you’d be the first. ”

[giscllc]

y’all.. someone tell me why i signed up for 2 jobs, an internship & a semester of school ??????? im dead af and have 10 mins before i go to work but i’ll be on tonight after (hopefully) and do replies if im not too dead. 

[larmoyante]

In short: I felt my existence was tainted, in some subtle but essential way.

Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via larmoyante)

[giscllc]

° . ( giselle featuring  → valentia 

“ let them be angry. let them be resentful. and rebellious. let them be hard and soft and loving and sad and silly. let them be wrong. let them be right. let them be everything. because, they are everything. ”