#thewhitepoison

[hereliesbitches--me]

If you're not parading around naked scaring the shit out of corrupted religious figures, are you really living your best monster girl life?

[qceensofkings-a]

Continued from here x.  @thewhitepoison​

“You want it off so bad, come make me, golden boy.”

[iincantatorum]

After Three Days

@thewhitepoison​ [Ulysses & Royce Thread]

When you are ready you will jump from the eastern cliff, and I will find you. Do what you want on land for three days and if you are willing to return to me after having your fill of land, then come back. I really do need your help with a selfish, cruel emperor but I am not desperate.

The warlock remembered how he made the merman exit: he started to form hot bubbles around the merman, readying him to leave in a moment’s notice. It left him feeling empty, as if something is missing even though he knew it was ridiculous to miss someone he knew for such a little time. He meant all those words, that he saw potential in him but there was no way he can force Royce to join this quest. 

Ulysses waited at the bottom of the Eastern Cliffs on the third day. Even though he told him he wasn’t desperate, he was still having hope that Royce will agree.

[warringpeace]

for @thewhitepoison‘s Ivan muse: g.rimhilde | verse: private

"Your Majesty." A slight tilt of the head was offered in greeting. She had met the White King a few times over the years, so they weren't complete strangers. However, they had yet to form any kind of firm friendship, but she supposed that he was there to pay his respects to her recently deceased husband. From the corner of her eye, she could see her stepdaughter being ushered out of the throne room. The poor girl was still in her mourning dress, but despite her youth, it was obvious that she would grow into a beautiful woman.

A prospect that worried Grimhilde to no end.

Unlike the girl, she was clad all in white, a golden crown sitting on top of her fair hair. "To what do we owe this unexpected honor? It isn't every day that we receive such a royal guest unannounced."

[meisterkirisaki]

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@thewhitepoison⛄ - Make a snowman with my muse

The tune “Do you want to build a Snowman?” came humming from Sylvan’s lips as he smiled, finishing up rolling the base of the snowman.

“I think I’m about done with the base—how is rolling the midsection going?”

[astonishingfantasy]

Closed; Alycia and King Khari

@thewhitepoison

She didn’t belong here. She didn’t belong anywhere.

Alycia had spent her whole life in hiding. Away from the eyes of the royals. It was the one thing she could do for the ones who had raised her. Her parents.

Her very dead parents.

Her mother had begged her with her dying breath to run. To hide. To never allow anyone to know she existed. Always blend in with the crowd. And she did. Until now.

One moment she was part of the crowd. Another, she pissed off the wrong person. She wasn’t sure entirely how it happened or what she had to who, but before she knew it she was thrown into the palace and ordered to do various chores. Clean the floors, dust the furniture, water the plants.

The plants.

She had found the garden and became lost within it. She began to sing, her voice echoing in siren tones throughout the greenhouse.

One of the higher-ranking servants saw. Stems and branches leaned in to listen, flowers bloomed more brilliantly, the priceless birds quieted their sound.

And something mysterious began to sprout from the ground of a newly dug area, glowing ever so slightly with mysterious golden magic.

She didn’t notice, but the servant did.

And the king would have to know.

[fairestfall]

@thewhitepoison

        The Bavarian princess heard approaching footsteps and glanced at the figure out of the corner of her eye. Despite herself, the corners of her lips twitched upward. The past few months had made Ivan’s company almost bearable. Snow had come to appreciate his blunt honesty and, after observing how his own people treated him, she couldn’t help but empathize. It was no different to how she and her mother were treated in their own lands. 

Funny how a man she once hated could turn into a kindred spirit. The thought of fulfilling her mother’s arranged marriage also no longer seemed that daunting, although she’d never admit such aloud. 

“Ivan,” she greeted before turning back to gaze longingly at the stars. “Beautiful night, is it not?” 

[xzidane]

@thewhitepoison liked for a starter

“Uh oh... haven’t seen you in a while.” Zidane said as he laid eyes on the other. Indeed, Zidane wasn’t a fan of royalty, even less a fan of listening to what they had to say. Being a peasant and all, Zidane could only really think of one reason for him to come out of the woodwork after all this time.

“Let me guess... you probably have something for me to do for you, right?” he began, “I mean, why else would you have any reason to talk to a low life thief, am I right?”