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 Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2024 10:11 am
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Menodora has been seeing Ivy around school and is captivated by her beauty. The Luna Princess reaches out one night to ask for tips on her own appearance..
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2024 7:24 pm
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( 胸がはち切れそうで ) ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Menodora’s hand trembled as she raised it to knock on the door of her classmate, she tried to steady herself, but she couldn’t deny that she was nervous. Though in her time in Utopia she had presented as though she had no fear it was anything but. The luna princess’ nerves began to show as crystal bumble bees began to buzz around her body. She swatted them with the other hand and they exploded into glitter.
The princess was outside of Ivy’s door. Though the two had never directly interacted with each other, during their passing exchanges she had been enthralled with her composure. Meno had watched her say things that the princess didn’t have the heart to utter. Ivy was fearless, beautiful, and always so put together. Menodora wanted to know how to achieve this level of composure. Sadly more often than not she felt like a bumbling fool in the midst of her royal classmates.
She hoped that Ivy had not caught her staring at the Corthyr royal, because it was hard to make sense of the way that she felt. Feels like my skin doesn't fit right over my bones. Isn’t exactly natural in conversation with the socially elite. But the confidence that Meno saw in Ivy was something she hoped that the other girl would be willing to share. Menodora knew that it was a lot to ask of the other girl, but hopefully she would be able to spare some of her wisdom to her.
Even if it was something as simple as her beauty routine, Meno would be happy to learn.
You’ve come this far, just do it you dolt She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Around her feet small crystal mushrooms began to sprout around her feet. Her eyes locked on the door in front of her as she awaited an answer.
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____ᴍᴇɴᴏᴅᴏʀᴀ sᴛᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ☁ ʟᴜɴᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss
‼ 〖 location: outside ivy's door 〗 〖 company: none 〗 〖 outfit|hair 〗
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Posted: Sat Sep 21, 2024 4:22 pm
   It had been another long day of dancing and taking notes and other Very Important School Things™ that seemed to be Ivy's new normal since coming to Utopia. On some level it was exhausting. Having to be up every day at a set time. Having to get dressed and go out. Having to see all of her classmates.
No wait.
That last one wasn't exhausting. It was great. Who knew that the royalty of all the other countries were all so attractive? And here she was, little ol' Ivy, getting to sit and watch them all be beautiful every day. It was better when they were all being beautiful together. The only way that could have been even better was if they were beautiful together with her sandwiched in the middle.
Okay. Maybe also if she was getting more sleep at night. The puffy bags that had started to gather under her eyes didn't really bother her. They were easy enough for her maids to cover up with makeup. No big deal. It was a problem that she was starting to really feel just how tired she was all the time. The one nice thing about growing up in a single room was that she kept whatever schedule she wanted. There were no appointments to keep, no where she ever needed to be. So for eighteen years she had slept when she felt like it. But here? At school? Sleeping in class was apparently bad. Frowned upon, even.
Now if only her body could get the memo.
This evening she was sprawled out on her carpet, a series of colorful pencils surrounding her as she doodled her stuffed animals that she had put in very silly poses. When you spent so much time alone you became a master of finding ways to occupy your time. And time was all she had at night. With the curfew, it was like the school was her tower for 8 hours every night. Unfortunately she hadn't been spending those hours sleeping. Though sometimes she found herself sneaking out for a late night snack. The kitchen ladies were always so nice about it, giving her cookies or fruits and milk before sending her back to her room.
A nighttime visitor however? That was new. Wide eyes went from her drawing to the door in a flash. Scrambling up from the floor, she didn't think to cover her nightgown before opening her door.
The girl on the other side was a vision. A dream? Ivy rubbed a fist into her eye, trying to make sure that she hadn't fallen asleep at some point. Vaguely she recognized the other girl, but... Had they ever spoken? She was so pretty and well put together it was hard to imagine they had.
Something was missing here. What did people do in these situations? Oh. "Um, hi." The response felt dumb on her tongue, blinking slowly to try to make sure she wasn't loosing her marbles or daydreaming or something equally as silly. Wait. Wasn't there more to this? How did the people in books do it? Man this girl was so pretty it was hard to think. It was a shame she was so covered. She'd look so pretty in one of Ivy's dresses. With all the lace and frills and low neck - Oh. Wait. Her dresses wouldn't fit there, would they? Not that it would be any less pretty to see. The idea sent a hot flush over Ivy's cheeks as they stood there for a few moments in silence.
...Right! "Would you like to come in?" Nailed it.
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ivy's room ✞︎ menodora ✞︎ outfit
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2024 10:43 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxѕσ ρℓєαѕє нυяяу ℓєανє мєxxxxxxxxxxx→_ι cαи'т вяєαтнєxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxσиє ωσя∂ fяσм уσυ αи∂ ι ωσυℓ∂
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxנυмρ σff σf тнιѕ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxℓє∂gє ι'м σи вαвуxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxρℓєαѕє ∂σи'т ѕαу уσυ ℓσνє мє ☪
( 胸がはち切れそうで ) ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Her eyes had trailed down to the scarlet nightgown that was so striking against Ivy’s raven hair and ivory skin. She hadn’t even been expecting Meno and she still seemed to look flawless even just in the moment. This was the skill that she admired in her. Watching her in class she seemed to move effortlessly through life. How does someone present so perfect, just on instinct. It was so interesting to her and hopefully she would not mind guiding her.
Meno had been trained since she was young to be a pinnacle of poise and elegance. Don’t speak out of turn, sit a certain way, don’t say this, don’t let your voice drop like this, women don’t say these things. All things she had been trained to do, but in reality Menodora seemed to just stumble through her life. She wanted to know how Ivy did it. If she could learn the secrets that the duchess held it might save her a lot of turmoil in this school.
“I apologize for showing up out of the blue. Please forgive me.” She placed her hands on her thighs and bowed. “My name is Menodora. I believe we have some classes together.” Ivy then invited the princess in, and she was taken back slightly. Was that all it took? Meno just showed up and was already making exponential progress. “Oh, only if you are comfortable with that?” As she stepped inside she glanced around the room.
There were drawings on the ground, and a collection of stuffed animals in interesting poses. Was Ivy artistic too? She was stunning, elegant, and poised as well as an artist? This just wasn’t fair. Life was supposed to balance out the skillset and make sure that one person was not too overpowered. “I do hope that I’m not intruding or interrupting your artistic flow. It’s just I had some very important questions to ask, if it’s not too forward.”
Menodora turned her gaze back to Ivy looking her directly in the eyes. Through the lights in the room her eyes sparkled with the reflective hues of an opal. Tiny starlights flickering inside them as she became determined to achieve her goal. Become friends, and learn what she could from the goddess in front of her.
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____ᴍᴇɴᴏᴅᴏʀᴀ sᴛᴀʀʟɪɴɢ ☁ ʟᴜɴᴀ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss
‼ 〖 location: outside ivy's door 〗 〖 company: none 〗 〖 outfit|hair 〗
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Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2024 7:56 pm
One blink. Then two. Even after three whole blinks Ivy was still confused. Her... Artistic flow? Closing the door behind the dreamy visitor, she turned back to her room to try to see what she could possibly mean. What flow did she even have at the moment? Letting her eyes scan over the room the discarded colored pencils and her stuffed animals a hot blush spread down her neck and over her chest.
Oh.
"It's fine." Fussing with her bottom lip, Ivy had meant to try to figure out where in her room they could sit and talk since there was apparently Very Urgent Business™ that had brought the dream-like woman to her door. Trying to think of how her mother would have handled this the best she could come up with was a very quiet introduction as she continued trying to assess what was actually happening right now. "I'm Ivy."
The problem was that Ivy had never had to deal with urgent or business things before. How was she supposed to deal with both urgent and business all at once? That just didn't seem like it was possible. But Utopia was all about making the impossible possible, right? Like the war was over now. And she was out of her tower. For, like, a while actually.
With more confidence than she was feeling inside, the duchess of poison's hand shot out and took Menodora's. Guiding her over to the rug that she'd been sitting on before she causally scoot (read: kicked) the colored pencils and stuffed animals out of the way. There needed to be enough room for both of them after all. And right now this wasn't it. Once she'd cleared most of the floor off, she found herself dropping down to sit on the floor. Reaching out to pat the floor in front of her, she looked up at the other woman expectantly.
Part of her didn't feel like this was real life. Was this a sleep over? Were they going to gossip and talk about boys and brush each other's hair and kiss? That's what happened at sleepovers, right? "What were your questions?"
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ivy's room ✞︎ menodora ✞︎ outfit
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