#classiciisms

[princefabien]

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Fabien glanced around the canteen, looking for a royal he recognized to sit with. It brought back memories of his school days, making him feel like an awkward teenager again. When he spotted a blonde he recognized, he nearly dropped his tray in shock. It was the woman he was supposed to marry; the woman who didn’t know she was supposed to marry him. For a minute he debated turning on his heel and running the other way. But that would make him look pathetic. After a moment, he gathered up his courage and walked over towards her. “Do you mind if I sit with you?” he asked, gesturing to the chair across from Grace.

[celestemoreau]

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Celeste had just arrived on the island when she was told there was a bonfire going on. She was still upset about being kidnapped and figured a few drinks could help her forget about her current predicament. As she glanced around at the various forms of alcohol being offered, she was horrified to see most of it was beer. “Don’t tell me this is all that they have” she said to no one in particular. Celeste had never been a fan of cheap alcohol. If she was going to be ingesting that many calories, she wanted to actually enjoy what she was drinking. Glancing around, she spotted a familiar face. She walked up to Grace. “Is there anything decent around here to drink?” she asked the other princess, not even bothering with little formalities like hello and looks like they got you too. 

[niamhxennis-blog]

‘ I don’t know what I believe anymore. ‘

Niamh looked up at her friend, expression pained. “Ever since I’ve gotten here… I mean, I always knew my parents made unpopular, and sometimes unjust decisions, but I don’t know… I know it makes me sound ignorant, but I’ve never had to face it so directly until getting here. And I mean… that anyone could hate me-hate any of us enough to do this… do I even know anything anymore?”

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[pvrestwolff]

“ death cannot stop true love. ”

— “Maybe. I suppose that it can survive a lot of things. Monarchies, pirates, kidnappings... me... Whatever else is waiting for us out there, whatever is beyond-- I do not think it could stop something so determined. Not even if one tried.”

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princess bride memes.

[pvrestwolff]

"A kiss for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?"

--- “... So what you are saying is that you will be kissing me all the time? I do not mind that at all, I am just clarifying this deal.”

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strange sentence starters.

[pvrestwolff]

💌 (Grace)

💌 valentine’s day card – for grace

— ‘My love,

— You know that I am not the type to celebrate a day like this. I find the whole idea rather tiresome, and I could tell you the things you are supposed to say, give you the gifts you are supposed to give on any other day. But… you have always been an exception to my rules. You break my reason, my logic and my systems, yet I have never once been truly bothered by that. I love you for that, and many more reasons but if I were to list them all, this might become an essay. Instead, I will just say that I love you. And I know that we will make this life our own to live. Whatever storms we must weather, we will be at each other’s side. And I could not think of any person I would want that with as much as I do you.

— I am yours, always.

— EM.’

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send 💌 for a valentine’s day card from my muse!

— BONUS MEME! valentine meme underneath the cut.

[pvrestwolff]

💘   

💘-- for grace

To fall head over heels in love with someone was terrifying. But without realisation, that was exactly where she had ended up with Grace.

Telling her the first time had been terrifying. But the longer they were together, the more they shared, those words were traded so simply and easily. For once, she had been truly content.

And now... Now. It ached to say, and she knew that it would sound so bittersweet

Her heart felt as if it were colliding with her ribcage over and over as she tried to move her lips to form the sentence. Until, finally: “I love you,” She breathed out shakily, just as nervous as she was when she had first declared it. And she knew Grace hadn’t heard it. Pulling what little fire she had left, she rounded on the blonde and not for the first time in her life, threw all caution to the wind. “I love you,” Ekaterina repeated, louder now. Every part of her was trembling as she ran her fingers through her hair and attempted to come up with something poetic. “If this is all that is left-- I am in love with you. I-- ... I love you. I was never-- I did not-- just... I love you.”