#*chrysalis

[softerhaze]

some things are very easy to say yes to

[softerhaze]

- she likes to go early; not because she dislikes the other students, but because she feels more like herself when she’s alone. her art feels more like hers (♪)

(reflection)

[softerhaze]

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[softerhaze]

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[self-shipping-doll13]

I love the idea that in a scenario where both Law and I have seen The River, we still react differently and didn't have quite the same experience. Because we're two different people.

Could easily see my gravitating towards finding meaning in the inexpiable in this light because I'm both looking for answers + for something to soothe what feels like a gaping soul wound. He doesn't understand this but he doesn't feel opposed to it. Mutual envy, confusion, it's a bit fractured after since it's not quite the 'same' for us. But we're still the only people we know who know. Even if we naturally didn't like each other that well co-dependence or violence would be guaranteed.

[self-shipping-doll13]

With Lawrence, he will ‘take care’ of every aspect of me, whether I want him to or not.

Cw nonconsensual toothbrushing idk

“Open up…” The softness in his voice is warning me.

I part my lips for him. My drool coats his finger as he rubs my molars, strokes up my tongue, my eyes shining glassy as I see them in the bathroom mirror.

But I wouldn’t dare bite him.

He sighs in a way that sounds almost happy, content, picks up the toothbrush from the cluttered sink.

For a moment he holds a small tube of toothpaste, squeezing it anxiously as if trying to decide. “I need to take care of everything… About you.”

Lawrence grins in the reflection as if in pain.

It feels strange, someone else brushing my teeth, invading that daily routine that was one of the ways I exerted control over my often difficult body.

Gently, cautiously he touches the bristles over my gums and teeth, paying special attention to the 4 extra teeth. Fascinated. He does it all wrong to me, not the daydreaming way I’d do it but with a with a meticulousness bordering on obsessive.

His thumb presses on my lower lip as he finally pulls out the brush. “I can do this for you every night…” Lawrence will probably forget to. When I remind him it will increase the hold he has on me, like trying to get out of quicksand but sinking deeper.

“Thankyou.” I still don’t want a toothache.

[queenchrysalisrps]

"Alright." Grace picks Celestia up and starts to take her to her bed, "How are ya doing?"

Chrysalis is surprised at being picked up, but shakes her head as to clear the surprise. "I'm.. I'll be fine."