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the official reason given for the postponement of the ceremony was that the prince had fallen suddenly, severely ill. even in a court used to the strange & unusual, it seemed far-fetched. no royal wedding had ever been called off, even for a day, due to illness – it beggared belief. that, however, was the only thing which could be postponed. the festivities that were to follow ( the feast, the ball, the fireworks ) could not be left to sit another day, lest the food spoil in the summer heat, & so blue found herself sitting alone at the top of her wedding table, smiling & laughing as if this was not the biggest betrayal she had ever faced.
the prince had fallen ill. surely, they didn’t believe that. the truth of it was that the prince had gone missing, only moments before the ceremony, & well into that evening, had not been found. illness was the only conceivable excuse, yet, sitting at the head of the feast, food turning to ash in her mouth, blue wondered if any of those gathered truly believed that. most likely not. though she worked hard to avoid catching anyone’s eye, she would have been blind to miss those who stared at her, sitting alone, & turned to whisper to their partners. some of them looked as if they pitied her. hands which had been folded in her lap turned into curled fists, nails cutting crescents into the palm of her hand as her temper flared, as explosive as it had been before. she thought she was better than this. she thought it was over. she thought that beau –
she didn’t want to think about him at all.
the night dragged on. somehow, blue survived it, endured until the last firework exploded & she was free to return to her chambers, to leave prying eyes & cruel, mocking smiles behind. her chambermaids were dismissed before she had even set foot into the room, & once alone, blue tore her way out of her clothes. not her wedding dress – she had changed into a gown only slightly less extravagant after discovering beau had not deigned to show up to his own wedding, a silk, peach-coloured gown she tore as she wrestled herself free. strips of muslin fluttered to the floor as she ripped them from her neck, from her sleeves, & the gown itself was unceremoniously kicked across the room, lying in a crumpled heap at the foot of her bed. pins were ripped from her hair with such savagery she drew blood, again & again, & when the knock at the door came, blue couldn’t help herself from snapping at whoever was outside it. hearing it creak open, she whirled in a fury, eyes burning, ready to demand that they leave, get out, go –
the sight of beau stopped her dead in her tracks. in that moment, she hated him. he had left her, he had left her alone, left her at the mercy of everyone, left her to be laughed at, & here he was, an angel returned, while she stood in torn chemise, blood trickling down from her scalp, wild & savage & she hated him, she hated him, she hated him.
❛ where – where on earth have you been? ❜ the fury she felt couldn’t be voiced. instead, she sounded tired, sounded sad – she wouldn’t pretend to be happy that he was back. in that moment, if he had come to tell her he was leaving her for good, she might have been glad to see him go.
@lcbeau
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Bitter sweet and strange, finding you can CHANGE …
Azra.T “Monsters” (via 5000letters)
"Don’t you dare speak to me like that. "
❛ then do not behave so atrociously, sir! ❜ the moment ofanger is entirely uncharacteristic – even she is shocked, the words escapingher before she can cage them up again. heads turn towards them at the sound ofher outburst, though blue meets no eyes but gaston’s. her own burn withdistaste, & she is very conscious of the space she has put between them,having taken steps backwards even as she turned to chastise him. around herwrist, kai’s fingers close, & he leans low to murmur cautious words intohis sister’s ear, but she finds herself wrenching her hand from his grip,ignoring the tone of worry in his voice. she knows that they are nobodies inthis new town, arriving in disgrace; she knows that gaston is beloved by thepeople in this town, & should it come to it, no-one will defend her againsthim, but – despite her brave face – she is tired.
this town is not yet a home to her, though she is trying tomake it one, & these people are not her friends, though she gives them thebenefit of the doubt, assuming that, when her family is no longer a curiosity,the gossip will stop. all of that, she is happy to take on the chin, but tofind kai slipping into old vices in the company of this man, slipping into debtto him, as if they do not already suffer under the crushing weight of it,hearing how he speaks of them, of those who surround him, of the other women ofthe village…
no. that is where blue draws the line.
❛ i will thank you to return my brother to my company. ❜ hervoice is quiet now, her tone ( barely ) civil, though bile burns in the back ofher throat, stomach twisting into hard knots as regret hits her in full force –what has she done? ❛ & i will thank you to speak like a gentleman the nexttime we meet. if you find my language so shameful, i would advise you not touse it yourself. ❜
which one of your otp is the one to die and which is the one to sit in the middle of the street, holding their dead body, rocking back and forth, screaming “come back, come back, come back”?
here tonight to edit tags, change my theme background, re-do icons - if anyone would like to plot something out, feel free to im me!
❝ i’ve forgotten a-about the night of the falling stars dance … h-have anybody — um — have anybody asked y-you to be their dates y-yet , b-blue ? i’m sure you got many — many people wanting to ask … ❞
the dance ! blue’s head snapped up the mention, face blank, mouth slightly agape – in truth, she had forgotten about it too. that wasn’t to say she hadn’t been invited ( three perfectly respectable young men who, unfortunately, she had no interest in had already requested she be their date ) but in turning down those who had asked her, & receiving no more invitations… the whole thing had slipped her mind.
...or, perhaps, that wasn’t really what had happened.
❛ well… ❜ she started, lowering her gaze once more to the notebook perched on her lap, giving a small shrug. ❛ three people have asked me so far. i’m sure one of them was on a dare – mel, i’d never even spoken to him before, i didn’t know what to do – but… no-one who’s asked is someone i want to go with. honestly ? i think i might give it a miss altogether. what about you ? ❜ blue raised her head again, dark eyes meeting mel’s, one eyebrow slightly raised. ❛ i know you said you’d forgotten, but, who’s asked you to go ? i thought… y’know… maybe chad …? ❜
surprise! guess who’s returned from hiatus?
well, me – but not exactly on this blog. i think it’s pretty obvious that my favourite fairy tale / disney film is beauty & the beast at this point, & with the live-action film coming out next year, i’m incredibly excited about it. so excited, in fact, i’ve jumped the gun a little bit & saved a url for belle for when it comes out. but, with saving a url for belle, i’ve been thinking things over, & i don’t see much point in having a blog for her, & the fairy-tale inspired beauty at the same time… so, i’ve decided that when the time comes, i will be merging the two blogs! blue will then become belle, but all her universes will still stand. i’m still working out a couple of the details, but, when the time comes, this blog will become an archive, & i will be moving to the belle blog permanently, which i will post closer to the time.
as of right now, i am re-activating blue, but i am keeping her as a low-activity blog. she’ll also be pretty highly selective from now on, but i do have a few plotlines that were going on before my hiatus that i’d like to see continue to play out, so!
in the meantime, if i’m not on blue, you can find me on my current main blog, veryclevcr ( drisella tremaine of cinderella 2015 ), or my second low-activity blog, olympianflame ( hestia of greek myth. ) be good to yourselves, my loves c:
yeah. i hate to have to do this, but there’s a bunch of stuff happening over the next month or so in real life which means that my time for roleplaying is going to be severely limited, or non-existent. it’s nothing serious, so no worries that way – my sister, who lives in australia, had a baby on monday, and my parents are heading out to visit her! my dad’s going for three weeks, my mum for two months, but you probably know at this time that we mind my other nephew five or six days a week while his parents work. with my parents out of the country, that responsibility now falls to me!
so i am going to be pretty busy with the little monster, not to mention this being my final term of university ever. i got the good news last week that my grades are great and i’m graduating on time ( such a relief holy fuck ) but i still have to get through this last stretch, and turn in my dissertation! this week and next are devoted to the last of my research, and then it’s right back into writing it, on top of my other two modules. juggling a dissertation, preparing two essays, looking after a house, looking after a toddler – it’s not going to leave me with a whole lot of time for roleplaying, and rather than appear sporadically and disappear, i’m swearing off it until i have more time.
honestly, i don’t know how long i’ll be gone for. when my dad gets back, i’ll have more time as he can help me out looking after the child, but that will be closer to my essay deadlines, so i’ll probably be working on those. minimum, i’ll be on hiatus for a month – maximum? the longest i’ll be gone to is june. ( yeah. that’s… wow. i don’t want to be gone for that long, because i love writing, and everyone i write with, but – shit happens. duty calls. )
i will still be around, though, even if i’m not active! i’ll probably log on every now and then to check out what’s happening on the dash, keep up with people, maybe reply to a thread or two if i have the time and the muse is especially strong ( i wouldn’t count on that last one happening, but it is a possibility! ) if we’re mutuals, you’re always welcome to add me on sk.y.pe – i can be found at bluebiirdx ! just make sure to let me know who you are if you add me. if we’re mains / talk frequently ooc, you can also feel free to ask me for my personal, because even during the busiest times of my life, i still can’t escape this fucking hellscape website, and it’s a lot easier for me to rant about uni there than it is on here. but my personal will only be given out to people i’m pretty close with due to past experiences.
and that’s about it! i’m going to try my best not to be gone for-fucking-ever, but i can’t make any promises. i’ll be back when i can. if we’re mains and you think i’m going to be gone to long, feel free to break that off, i wouldn’t mind in the slightest! you do you, and keep yourself going. look after yourselves, my loves, have a great few weeks / months, be happy, be super fucking gay, whatever. i’ll see you when i see you. ♡
beauty and the beast | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)
HE WANTS TO BE TENDER AND MERCIFUL. ( that sounds overly valorous. sounds like penance. )