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╰ °✧ • (dee/fluid) mateus, franz, jean-rené, maddalena. multimuse blog affiliated with thecrownshq.

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Hey guys! (Former) Admin D here! I’m sure newer people won’t know me or remember me as I’ve been on a hiatus since December 2017 –– four months ago according to tumblr timestamp. My life has not been easy recently, it is to a point where my stress builds up and materializes into physical sickness and pain that I often have to be rushed into hospital and stay there for a night two because I’m just too weak right now.

Rose approached me about starting a period rp last year and we joined hands with Liv and Tasha and we started this place with a smile on our faces. If it’s possible I would also like to leave this place with a smile on my face.

Because of my current health and life issues, I don’t think I can dedicate myself to being an admin anymore. I just –– it’s impossible for me because believe it or not, managing an rp isn’t as easy as it sounds (嘻嘻)! And I’m obviously not in a good physical state. 

So with a heavy heart, I’ve decided to leave the rp. I don’t fair nor right for me to hold on to my characters and prevent people from 1) applying for the spots, 2) developing their uses through connections with my characters (Liv, you have my eternal apology). From all my muses, I am especially attached to Mateus as he is who I started out with and never have I dropped him or lost muse for him. I feel heartbroken that I have to give up playing him but I feel like I am snuffing out possible things you could have done to your characters through him as a character and I hate it, I don’t think it’s right to do it and so I won’t do it.

This RP has been a dear place to me. It’s given me smiles and laughters, and headaches too! I will always remember and look back into this experience fondly and maybe someday I will able to laugh about it too.

It’s been a real pleasure being your admin and your friend and I say this truly from the bottom of my heart.

Love you, Dee.

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this is drunk!jr i dont even care

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DAWN IS BREAKING AND, FOR A MOMENT, THE SUN KISSED THE MOON

"I want you to take this as a reminder that I will always love you, and I will always come back for you. Never forget that, please. No matter what happens, I will return." @ofconvicticns​

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hi everyone! admin d here !! i’ve been mulling over how to do this or how to say it, and i’ve been talking to liv about it. there’s just no proper way, i guess. without further ado, everything will be put under read more.

it’s really been hard for me the couple few months. to this day, i haven’t actually “gotten over” his passing yet (and while some people might think it ridiculous, i know), but in his own way, he had given me strength and courage –– and i’m sure a lot of people too . i wouldn’t talk too much into it but his was a presence that greatly affected me, in a positive way, and i am sure that although he couldn’t found god while he was still with is, he is with Him now.

i know that vivi had left us, and she is leaving the internet –– and with that, the rp world –– as she is processing this, for the very same reason. she had asked to me to tell you all that she enjoyed very much the time that she had spent on the crowns and to also extend her apologies for all her rp partners who’s left behind. but she needs time off the internet for now.

again, there’s no proper way to do this. so i’m just going to jump right back to dash. i will be dropping all past threads and continue with new ones –– i will be keeping it on the low since i’m slowly easing back into rp-ing again after, what, a month hiatus? so yeah!! happy to be back and hello everyone!!

anyway, IM me if you’d like a starter and i’d also be dropping some characters so stay tuned.

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Jonghyun was one of the most thoughtful artists I’ve ever followed. His support for the lgbt community and his advocacy for mental health has been a beacon of hope in an industry that denies both. I can’t even put in words how much he will be missed and how much this hurts.

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my deepest condolences to jonghyun, his family and friends, and all his fans. i still can’t quite process this news and i’m not sure if i can? but may his soul find the peace that he can’t find here. rest in peace jonghyun, thank you for shining so brightly for us in this lifetime.  i may be a little “distant” for a while i need some time to recollect myself.

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icb this and idk why but my country is wRECKED by natural disasters one after another lately. this could be the reason why my wifi’s been really crappy lately. long story short, i can’t really do replies/be on laptop much (like i even have to do my work mANUALLY yells). we did avoid a tsunami warning though so one point for humanity. hopefully this will all be over soon bc i miss y’all!

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me

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++ @honovrs

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scapegoaat ;

          He could have remained, loose-limbed, in the bed for hours. Days, even. As it is, he cannot, and the sound of movement in the hall spurs legs into motion. Mussed strands are pushed back from oceanic eyes as he pulls linen shirt back over his body, eyes searching for discarded breeches. Rowland is sure he will be sore by morning light but is still in some odd high place where everything feels cushioned from the world around him. “Your Highness, do you know where my breeches wound up?” He questions in soft voice, stretching arms over his head and turning to face the man. Oh, the man. Something in his chest twinges but Rowland does his best to ignore such feelings. They are useless and - and - and he’s said these things to himself, before, but cannot shake the way stomach flutters and heart feels tight when laying his gaze upon the French prince.

Long legs draped in silk sheet, the young prince shifted in his bed and propped himself up to look at Little Rowland. Azure gaze following his moves, delight was evident in them, and a deep lust accompanied it despite they had just shared together in this chamber –– away from seeing eyes. Jean-René had no idea where the other’s breeches were, nor did he have any interest in finding out where they were. “No,” when he answered with the slightest of smirks and his voice was like the thick, heavy cream he had been so fond of as a child. “You can always just walk out like that, I don’t mind. Or just...wear mine.” 

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i’ve been feeling a bit sick over the last few days so i’m putting myself on a semi-hiatus until my health improves but i’ll still be doing my replies (at a slower than usual rate), as well as being on IM as usual 💖

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me at any given day: we need more deaths

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reign + parks & recreation

i am kind of sad that claude wasn’t around on reign when king henry was still alive, because for some reason i feel very sure that henry would just dote upon her and find her antics completely delightful (a la mona lisa saperstein and her pa on parks & rec), and it would drive catherine 200% – nay, 300% – crazy [x]

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rcyalfamily ;

“I think that’s quite an optimistic observation.” Margery replied with a warm smile. If only such beauty could bloom from this war, friendships and alliances and love that could stop all the fighting. People could be safe. A childish thought, maybe, but Margery wasn’t quite ready to be rid of it. There had to be a chance for peace, right?

“Oh, I wouldn’t wish to intrude. Stories alone are enough to sate my curiosity.” Every country was so different. Different customs, different architecture, different people. For a girl who had never travelled far from home, it was a beautiful shock, even if she longed for the place she called home. “I’m sure wherever you live is just as beautiful, from what I’ve heard I cannot imagine a part of France that isn’t!”

He chuckled a warm summer’s laughter. Everything about him was an apostle of Apollo, his golden hair, his warm smiles, his searing hot touch and insatiable passion. But deep inside, his eyes were cold –– although not much could see this, only those who had shared his fleeting but burning love only to be left cold and alone the day after. And his heart was naught. He chuckled a warm summer’s laughter, for she took his words at face value, looking past its intended acid and sarcasm. Then, he thought, ‘Ah, such a pure princess’. But his lips said, instead, “Indeed, my dear princess.”

“You wouldn’t be intruding. We’d love to have you.” He said, welcoming into a house not his. “I have to admit we do have quite a magnificent architecture, you would feel right at heaven.” One he particularly slaved himself to, spent day and night immersed in. But of course, all glory was for the king of france. Jean-René cared not, it was not for glory he created, but for beauty. 

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me: haven’t killed lena yet me: i wanna take another chara

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ofaphrcdite ;

A retort bubbled to her lips but had no time to escape for Angelina shoved it back in, her station was not one that would allow for arguments with nobility. Instead she curtsied, lowering her dark eyes to the ground respectfully. “Of course, you are right, your highness. I ought to have been paying more attention. It shan’t happen again.” She spoke softly, tanned hand reaching to wrap around the little boy’s wrist to pull him away gently. One day soon, she would be more than a governess, she would rise and no longer would she have to take any of what they said. “It is my fortune that you found him before he had the chance to hurt himself.” If she had learned anything in her time at Spanish court, it was that deception and compliments went hand in hand with power.

“You’d do well by it,” She smiled, a smile that did not quite reach her eyes. The Delli Santis were a powerful bunch, even without her title as a princess, they were both feared and respected. However, she felt an anger bubbling inside her every waking moment, every breathe she took that stank of the Prussians. Maddalena recognized the woman in front of her well –– she reeked of ambition. A snake just like her. Would be interesting to see where she would end up in. Her eyes, however warm their hues were, were cold as she stared at the boy not much older than Alfons. “Although kids could always learn by a fall or two. A child too spoiled too protected would only live a more painful life for they could not take anything.”

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enchntdhearts ;

Giselle had always been venus, draped in the finest of silks and made of pure beauty; untouchable by mortals and only the most spectacular of gods could wish to hold her heart. Franz, who had held it for so long, had stolen it from another; not that he’d ever understand this. Even with darkness filling her dreams, and fear caressing her with the intention of smothering; her brother would always be hers. 

“My sweet boy, it was never my intention.” the kiss pressed to her cheek a reminder of lost years, and there’s a true smile on her lips, one that she’d thought long gone from her life. however faint it might have been, that little smile was the first in weeks. and it remained until she spotted the red devils. crystal eyes fluttered closed at the roses dropped upon her lap. roses, oh how she loathed the things. the rose gardens of germany had been destroyed upon her return, a request she still did not regret, and the feeling of roses against her skin brought back terror to her. “though now i must ask you take those dreadful things away from me. burn them if you must.”

Swift was his fingers as he discarded the flowers aside, scarlets upon marble floor –– thrown, trashed, he did not even spare a second. His feelings hurt not because of the rejection upon his gift –– he was not a man with such foolish pride like some in their family, instead curiosity pricked at his skin like how the cold tingled you. “You used to love roses,” he began, but stopped himself before prodding even further. There was the look of terror flashed in her eyes for a flickering moment that she did not even began to hide –– he wondered why but couldn’t bring himself to ask. Not immediately. There was silence between them as a chambermaid gathered the roses in her arms and disappeared back into the background.

So instead, like a deer thirsting for water, he leaned to her just as he had as a child. Resting his head on her shoulder, their golden locks were a gift of God and nothing else compared –– fingers carelessly, gently held his sister’s hands in them, idly tracing shapes, numbers that never left his head. He spoke again, his voice held a sweetness that do oftentimes robbed others of theirs, “Did something happen, dear sister? But if you wish not to speak of it then it shall be done.”

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princexcas ;

the bastard prince wondered when this day would arrive; the day he would interact the the patriarch. It didn’t take a fool to feel the density in the wintry air, and Casimir isn’t a fool, there is an underlying intention for this visit. That brought Ida into the focal point of it; it was only a matter of time. Barely a simper, but a polite one, curved on his lips in turn. “Your Majesty.” He greeted with an civilized tone, bearing no ill-will towards the King of Portgual. No, despite the common whispers of his soulless behavior, he would put the ignorance to rest. There is more than what meets the eye, even though he would not deny what could lead to that assumption. “To what do I owe this visit?”

“You know well what this visit is for, my good prince. Let’s not play around.” His voice was deep, the voice of a man who had known the severity of life, who had faced them head on –– chin up. With an ever so genial smile, he patted the other’s shoulder as he walked past him into the room, sitting on one of the chairs. Then he smiled at him and beckoned with a nod of his head for the other to come to him, “Come sit, don’t just stand there. 'Tis to be a long conversation, I don’t think standing would be our best option, would you?”