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Wait what? How what went down??

I’m jumbling up my words, sorry, this whole mess that has started with the other Lily rper. I don’t know anymore. I need to clear my head.

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xtrication replied to your post:I’m barely even active on this account but now I...

kkICKS YOUR DOOR DOWN. DO NOT DARE. >:T GET UNDER BLANKETS. GET YOURSELF SOME TEA. EAT SOME CRUMPETS. CALM DOWN A LIL’ THEN RETHINK THIS BB.

;; I’ll think about it but this situation happened so abruptly and now other False is gone and I don’t want the other Lilium rpers that she’s messaged to feel bad either. None of us are perfect but I still didn’t tolerate the way it went down.

#xtrication #thank you tho! I do appreciate this!

I’m barely even active on this account but now I just find it pointless to continue this rp blog.

#ooc

Please unfollow me. I don't have time for Twitter bullies who will follow my account just to make a joke of it later. It's disgusting and immature.

First of all, you have no right to come in my askbox and assume such things. I never followed your account with the intention of making it a joke. You need to get your facts straight before calling my actions disgusting and immature. Second of all what I do on my twitter is a part of my ooc life. When it comes to rping, I am serious. I followed you with the intention of wanting to rp with you. Yes, I have a problem with twins, I will admit that much. But that’s my preference because I have a thing called paranoia. I love writing so much and I get just like any rper around here who is scared that I’m not doing my character justice. So yeah... when another copy comes along, I will be vocal about it but not once, NOT ONCE, did I spread my feelings about that on tumblr. In your face either. It’s your fault for bringing whatever you discovered on twitter here on tumblr. And I will not apologize for what I choose to say on MY twitter account that YOU could have avoided.And so I hope you’re happy with the result of this. YOU could have done the mature thing and unfollowed us silently without being so vocal about this but no, you wanted to drag the rest of us into this so I’m going to say what I have to feel about this whole thing. I’m usually nice but this kind of attitude is something I don’t tolerate. No way have you made this mature now. You just made one of my friends end up deactivating because of your post you made public on your blog. And though I want to get along with you and the rest of everyone, I don’t know if I can do that now. Nobody is in the right now and I am willing to admit that.

I can’t stop the fact that there are going to be other Lilium rpers but I have never said that I thought of them as a joke or that I don’t have respect for them. You do not know me as a person, therefore, you cannot determine who I am based off of what you see from my tweets. In fact, everything I’ve ever had to say about Lilium RP has a different tone to what you understand. You’ve made some of us feel like we can’t rp now or that we generally are terrible people when that’s not the truth. I apologize if you did feel attacked or if you felt like we were all making this to be one huge joke but I want to set things straight and say that this is not the case at all. Everyone’s emotions are important, you and mine but the way this went down could have went down in a much better way. So please, kindly leave out my twitter account next time. My twitter and tumblr account are two different things to me. If you still wish to not follow me, that’s fine. I’m alright with that if that’s what makes you comfortable. But I’m human also and I have a right to defend myself as well. Have a nice day and I wish you the best in the future.

-- Snowflake mun

#eternalxlily

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Thanks to his mother's efforts, False was able to keep his insanity in check and was able to fix up most of the damage that he had caused. What was more important was that his papers were back in his possession, as he couldn't afford to lose them once more. However, having been separated from Snow long enough caused him to go to her that night, in a rather childish manner, as well. "Neh, Snow," he said, finding the girl in her room.

Snow had spent the entire day resting to help some of her injuries heal. She wasn’t able to wake up earlier when the older Ul tried his best to get her to wake up. Luckily, the beauty had a blank dream and no nightmares were haunting her in her sleep. Hearing a familiar voice in the distance, she started to awaken in her spot while rubbing her eyes as her long hair fell over her shoulders. Dressed in a white nightgown, she sat up in her bed and looked down at her injuries to see that the pain had numb itself. “False…?” she questioned, seeing him at her door. Silently beckoning him to come closer, she kept her gaze on him. “Are you alright now? Your mother told me what happened…”

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False entered upon Snow’s signal, only quietly climbing the bed to lie down next to her. He lied a bit lower than Snow did, which allowed him to hug the girl and bury his face on her stomach ever so slightly. “I’m fine now, thanks to Mama,” he said, nodding a little before looking up at Snow. If anything, he was more worried about her than his own state, even if he himself was in no position to worry about others. “What about you? You went through your father just to retrieve my notes… I know you didn’t come out of that unscathed,” he only noted, lowering his head and burying his face on her stomach once more.

“I haven’t done this in a while…”

Snow watched him crawl onto the bed as she adjusted herself, only to find him hugging her stomach and burying his face into it. She stayed silent and reached her arms downwards to softly stroke his hair. Her heart skipped a beat or two every now and then but it was just a sign that she enjoyed this kind of closeness with him. “I’m glad to hear.” she paused, shutting her eyes as a recollection of yesterday’s events entered her mind. “My injuries are slowly healing. But overall, I feel relieved to have your notes back in your possession.” she said, opening her eyes slightly to stare down at him. Patting his head softly, she gave a small smile for the first time in a while.

“You look like a selfish little boy. Mm, but I don’t mind...” she paused, stroking his hair to comfort him. “You’re the only one who can do this after all.”

#my selfish trump

Snow had spent the entire day resting to help some of her injuries heal. She wasn’t able to wake up earlier when the older Ul tried his best to get her to wake up. Luckily, the beauty had a blank dream and no nightmares were haunting her in her sleep. Hearing a familiar voice in the distance, she started to awaken in her spot while rubbing her eyes as her long hair fell over her shoulders. Dressed in a white nightgown, she sat up in her bed and looked down at her injuries to see that the pain had numb itself. “False...?” she questioned, seeing him at her door. Silently beckoning him to come closer, she kept her gaze on him. “Are you alright now? Your mother told me what happened...”

#cxlystegia

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#snow;#my selfish trump

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In the end, I can’t just think about myself... I also have a family to protect.

Snow trudged forward through the forest, barely taking healthy steps as her dress had been tattered to shreds with the ends burnt terribly. In her hand was a worn out photo that False’s mother had shown her barely a week ago along with some of False’s notes for his experiments. It was a photo of a young Sophie Anderson smiling happily with his mother; this happened to be his mother’s precious keepsake. The photo had been stolen and placed into Jacques’ hands, in which Snow chased after him just to retrieve it back. She knew how important this photo was to his mother and how it surely must have been important to False as well.

Frère Jacques, frère Jacques,

The masculine voice that begun to sing this lullaby that she had come to despise was nearing her ever so slowly. She held onto a tree branch, rounding the tree in front of her and looking back while she saw the glint of the glasses nearby. Swallowing hard, she continued to dash forward in hopes of getting back to the sanatorium. It would explain her absence and why she wasn’t there to comfort anyone. She needed to find False and his mother so that she could hand him this photo without any regrets. After all, Snow knew how much False cherished his mother and this was a fact that she was going to take care of and respect.

Dormez-vous ? Dormez-vous ? “Ah, Snowflake dear, why would you steal such precious things from me?” he called out. Snow ended up falling, body unable to keep up while she backed up in her spot as a shadowy figure approached her in the dark depths of the eerie forest. He placed his hands together and started to clap, laughing at her efforts to be heroic yet turn out to be a failure in the end. “I applaud your efforts but as I have said and surely your lover will agree, you’re nothing but a failure... my ultimate creation that failed.” he said in a loud voice, crouching in front of her while cracking his neck. Sonnez les matines! Sonnez les matines! “I’m not a failure.” she answered coldly, glaring at him from afar as all he could do was laugh at her comment. Standing back up in his spot as he walked toward the girl closer, he pulled something out of his pocket. Snow watched him reach out for the papers and photo in her hand, struggling against him to not let him take it again but since she was so weak, his grip was stronger and thus, he got them back. But this was where Jacques wanted to see what decision Snow would make as he finally revealed what he had his pocket.

“I’ll give you a choice. You can have this photo and papers back or you can have these letters from your real family that I have stolen. Choose wisely, my dear.” he smirked, holding up both documents in his hands. In his hands were the only physical keepsakes she had left from her family, the letters that give her a sense of what they were truly like. Those letters were so important to her that she ended up thrashing in her spot, unable to move properly to get them back. “W-Why....” she said in a cracked tone.

It was a test from Jacques to see what was going to be more important in the end.

“Oh? What’s wrong? I thought you wanted to get these back so quickly for your dear lover.” he said, shaking the photo and False’s notes in her face. He started to laugh while he crouched down in front of her, taking one of the letters from her family members and opening it up to read in front of her face. “Oh, how delightful... this one is from your mother.” he mused. These were something that only Snow’s eyes should have seen that she started to scream, wincing from her injuries earlier.

‘My sweet Snowflake,

I hope that you never forget about us. I hope you know how much we love you now that you’re in this world. And that no matter what, we will always stick with you through thick and thin. There is something that you must know and I hope that it won’t change how things are between us. But Snowflake, the truth that you need to know is that I am--’ he paused, beginning to laugh while he sighed to himself and didn’t bother finishing the letter or it would only satisfy Snow in a way. Instead, he took out his lighter and waved it under the letters and then towards False’s stuff. Snow pleaded for him to not do anything yet. “Well, what is it, my dear?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.

Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong.

Snow looked back and forth between the letters from her family and the photo/papers for False. After he read that letter to her, she wanted to know what it was that her mother was hiding but at the same time, she also knew how important that photo and papers were to False and his mother. All of the letters from her family were a gateway to what could have been and it was the only way Snow could keep close to them now that they were up in the stars. Swallowing hard, Snow knew that she was making a sacrifice here as her bangs covered her eyes. Pointing at the one she wanted to keep, Jacques started to laugh and threw the contents into his daughter’s arms as she was forced to watch him set the other stuff on fire.

I’m sorry... I had to...

The tears were trailing down her cheeks in silence as she glanced down at the burn marks across her skin and the dry blood upon the fabric of her white dress. Backing up in her spot, dirt getting all over the back of her dress, she watched him smirk in her direction. “Pathetic piece of shit.” he said, spitting at her face and throwing the burnt pieces at her while she hugged the safe documents close to her chest. Jacques turned his back, satisfied with what he did as this was what he and Maria wanted. “My dear, we shall play again and next time it will only be worse.” he cackled, walking away and leaving her all alone in the forest.

All the life drained from her eyes in that moment while she stared down at the burnt pieces upon her lap. She knew there was going to be so much regret and she knew how much it was going to change things now. Getting up in her spot, she staggered and fell a few times while trying to make her way back to the sanatorium at this point. For a while, she felt so empty in her heart after what just happened and there was nothing she could do in trying to save everything because of her weak state. Touching her swollen eye, she didn’t say a word and finally arrived to the entrance of Clan.

Two days I have been gone...

The creak of the doors could be heard as she trudged through the elegant interior of the sanatorium. Heading up the stairs, she walked down the tall corridors, steps echoing through the deafening silence. Arriving to a door, she pushed it open and saw the damaging room and the blanket of blood that covered it. At this point, she couldn’t find the will to react but knew that she had to finally be there for her own lover. Reaching for his shoulder, she tapped him and as he turned to her, she hid away her tears and rose up her hands to reveal the photo and the papers to his experiments. Her hands were trembling as she beckoned for him to take them.

The tortured and bruised girl had a swollen eye, red claw marks across her torn sleeves and burnt marks placed variously across her tattered dress. The last forty eight hours had been hell in trying to get back these precious things. “I’m sorry I’m late...” was all she could say to him, dropping to her knees and reaching out for the broken boy. Her eyes started to shut while she held onto him in the dead silence that took place in his room.

Giving up her letters from her family and never knowing what her mother was hiding from her was painful but it could never compare to the isolating pain that False had to suffer this entire time. And that photo and those papers were something that she couldn’t let him lose either. He had already lost so much and that’s why she took the sacrifice of her stuff instead. It was a test but it also showed how seriously important Snow took False’s life into consideration. It showed how much she cared and wanted him to be happy, to never lose anything else. And while it might have seemed like a pathetic move to others, Snow would stick by her reasons because she loved the TRUMP dearly.

I know that at this rate, I can never learn anything else about my real family. Those letters were the only thing that I had left of them in this world but at the same time, I never knew them physically. I know that them watching over me from the stars is enough. And I also know how much False loves and cares for his mother... I couldn’t afford to lose these things because of that. I never knew what it was like to have a mother physically love me but I see the love and young Sophie Anderson in False’s eyes when his mother is around, a life that wasn’t trapped by TRUMP... and if I can still keep that alive somehow, I will do it.

Because I know that my own mother would support my decision. A mother never stops loving you even if you’re far from one another. This is what I have learned as a mother myself. When Ul and I were far from each other and he was in Hel’s hands, I never stopped loving him. This is what has helped me to grow as a person and this is what I need to do in order to protect my family too.

This is what it means to sacrifice.

#T___T my bby is growing as a woman sobs #;__; snow... it's okay ;;;;#self para #spost;

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#my selfish trump #Is it Christmas yet?#Hm. Still cute.

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Snow managed to find one way to calm down and as she sat in the library, her arms were wrapped around her baby boy in her lap. Her crimson eyes were glued to the snow globe in front of her. The delicate item had a tiny version of the world inside of it, spinning lightly while a soft melody played from the snow globe. The intricate colors of blue and green were mixed together well that she could tell which continent was what and which places she wanted to visit to. Like a curious child, Snow continued to watch this while baby Ul was making all sorts of cute noises at the snow globe.

“Maa! Paa!” he exclaimed, clapping his little hands and pointing at the world. His little chubby finger pointed from the world to Snow as if he was trying to convey a message. Leaning back in her spot, she stared down at the baby while he grinned up at her. “Maa!” he said again, taking his little arms and hugging his mother. It was as if Ul was saying that Snow and False were his world and if he could say Fujiko’s name then he would. All three were a part of his world. The baby’s cheeks puffed out as he blew out air trying to say his sister’s name. “Fuu~” he said, startled by his words that he blinked cutely and then giggled. Snow thought he was an interesting child that she hugged him closer and shut her eyes.

“Fujiko... that’s your sister’s name.” she whispered, repeating her name into his ear while he buried his cheeks into her dress. Snow looked down at the clinging child and it still made her feel like it was a dream that she had her own child. ‘You’ll never have a family!’ were the words Jacques always screamed to her as a child so to even have her own children was like a miracle to her. Glancing back at the snow globe, she thought about all of the places she wanted to visit in this world. There was Rome, Paris, New York, Milan, Moscow and so much more waiting to be explored. But was she worthy of stepping out into this world? To be embraced by the rich history and architectural beauty every inch of this planet has?

Are my dreams worthy?

Standing up in her spot, she held onto her child and for once, the fear of being anywhere was dissipating inside of her heart. Taking small steps out of the library, she headed off to a room that she knew she and Ul could be welcomed to. Opening up the door slightly, she peeked inside as the baby in her arms curiously blinked and then smiled brightly. “Fuu!” he called out, flailing his arms in a needy way as if he wanted to be near his sister already. Walking further into Fujiko’s room, the young mother watched her daughter rest peacefully as her eyes softened. A warm feeling entered her heart as she went closer, sitting by her side and setting the baby on the bed. Ul crawled over to his sister, placing his tiny hands on her cheeks and happily making a noise. He then curled up near her, clutching onto her tightly as his eyes started to shut.

“You love your sister that much, don’t you?” Snow softly asked, watching her son’s lips curve up into a smile. She reached for the thick blanket nearby and laid down, placing the blanket over herself and her children. Pulling Ul and Fujiko near her, she gently moved away some of her daughter’s hair and studied her features for a while. “My little flowers...” she whispered, kissing the top of their heads. It was in that moment that Snow realized just how delicate and fragile their youth and importance were to her. More than anything, she desired to protect these two alongside False. No longer would she waver under Jacques and Maria’s power like they wanted her to.

My dreams are worthy. It’s me that has prevented them from shining this entire time...

Beginning to shut her eyes, she hoped that False would find them all together and join them if he desired to. Snow knew that it was going to be hard to detach herself from her childhood, ripping away the pain and saying goodbye to it forever. When in reality, the pain that she has faced all these years had gradually shaped her into the woman that she was. Nevertheless, she had gained a family and dreams that she never thought would come true. Things were possible. She had chances. And this was real.

I want to make the little girl in me happy. All those dark hours I spent drawing my dreams, reading about other people’s lives, and caged up in a nightmare... I want her to finally be happy. She deserves this. I want her to have light. To finally smile honestly.

Drifting off to sleep, Snow was finally able to rest without no worries on her mind or heart. For once, she didn’t have the fear of Jacques or Maria coming to kill her. Because she knew that she would be protected. But more importantly, Snow had her own guardian angels watching from above and though she may never get to remember her real mother, father and sister, she knew that she was still loved regardless. For she was a dream herself, something her mother called her in one of her letters. ‘My dear, you have always been a beautiful dream to me and because I wanted this dream to come true, you came to life. You are the proof that a dream can be born. My beautiful Snowflake, don’t ever lose sight of what you love and what you dream for. Never lose your precious smile, my delicate flower.’ were Snow’s last thoughts for the evening. These words from her mother would always be bounded by the heart and sealed with love.

My dreams are mine and it’s up to me to nurture it like a beautiful flower.

#self para;#spost;

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Snow took her first steps out of her room after a week of staying away from everyone. She traveled down the hallways and looked around with a frightened expression as she started to hear what she thought were False’s screams echoing everywhere through the hallway. Panicking, she ran down all the halls in search for him but in reality, it was silence. “False! False, where are you!?” she screamed, opening up every door but found nothing. Beginning to spin in her spot, she widened her eyes when she turned the corner as her eyes were now playing tricks on her. In reality, there was nothing in front of her but in her peripheral, she saw her father staring at her with a maddening look while holding onto False’s dead body, a trail of blood surrounding them.

The whole Clan had been in peace but Snow’s madness was quite alive.Backing up in her spot, she screamed loudly while breathing heavily and clutching her head as her back hit the wall, unaware that someone had been hearing her.

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