#eavasilisa

[eaxfreyja-blog]

arm in arm. // lisa&frey

ideally, freyja wouldn’t be caught dead in the middle of a crowd without her bombspells, but this was thronecoming, and she guessed there was a first for everything - including bitchslapping someone in front of a hundred or so people. but, digressing, freyja breathed in, feeling the tight corset of her bright red ball gown pressing against the sides of her rather spectacular, grimm-given hips.

with heels clicking against the marble dance floor with every step, she bypassed the other happy students, twirling their partners on the dance floor, to walk over to her girlfriend. those sharp features, despite the mask, was distinguishable, especially since freyja’s lips have memorized every line and contour of vasilisa’s face.

“good evening, angel,” she began, nickname a bitter spell at the tip of her tongue. she reached out, palm outward as an offer. “care to dance?” subtly, freyja leaned closer, voice a lower tone then before, and added, “let’s talk.”

@eavasilisa

[eaxcardinal]

notches

@eavasilisa

As soon as the poster hanging from a bulletin board had been spotted, the oft quiet boy had jumped for joy, making a noise distinctly inhuman. There was never a thought of the danger present in joining a rambunctious crowd at Red Shoes to see the concert of a lifetime. Back in Hood Hollow, he’d have never gotten the chance to attend and wasn’t about to squander the opportunity.

Wearing his finest clothes, meaning the only pair of pants in his possession lacking grass stains or tears from stray branches, he practically skipped the whole way into Book End and sidled into the club with only a bare hint of nervousness. The show hadn’t even begun yet, but the mass of bodies pressed together on the dance floor had knots twisting in an oft tangled stomach. Groaning low, the youth clutched at his middle, eyes squeezing shut. “Oh pixie dust!”

Cardinal did not handle crowds well. At all.

Just as he was about to admit defeat, eyes alighted on fairy sent patch of mostly unoccupied space. Shuffling and dodging around the various patrons until he was next to a single person, he strained to be heard above the noise. “Hexcuse me, are you saving this space, by chance?” With twisted features half-shrouded by the fabric of his hood per usual, the teenager grimaced offering an explanatory point of his index finger towards the crowd. “I’d really rather not have this be the end.”

[eaxfreyja-blog]

hc + being nice to your gf

with an almost offended scoff, she answers, “i believe i am fairly nice to dear lisa. i love her dearly. i buy nice lingerie for her, and to wear for her. if that’s not the slightest bit nice, then i don’t know what is. if our lives weren’t so focused on our destinies then i would say i would have wanted to ma–” she pauses, stops herself before she says anything particularly... embarrassing. ”i’m nice to her,” she says. “so nice i would kill for her.”

[eaxkay]

hc + firsts

FIRSTS

First heartbreak. His first word is “Mama” and we all know how it went down with the Snow Queen. 

First mark. Evil marks him, takes him for its possession, and it burns like crazy. 

First love. “Hi I’m Kaya, what’s your name? you don’t have a name? well uhmm… how about Kay? Kay sounds nice right?” 

First kiss. Kay swears he can drown in Coppelia’s kisses for an eternity, first laces unlacing, first buttons undoing– and everything in between is for Coppelia to keep. But memories are all that makes them today, now we know who wins the second heartbreak. 

[eaxfreyja-blog]

"Hey, girl with two left feet. You forgot your bra on my bed."

freyja takes her time, flipping through another page of her book, before gently placing the bookmark in. “and so?” she asks, lifting her gaze to acknowledge her girlfriend. the book rests on the lunch table now, beside her untouched apple. “is there something wrong with it? i think it’s a nice bra. a bit expensive, too.”