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{ Hi everyone, this is a new Neopolitan RWBY blog - if you could reblog this so I can get my name out I’d really appreciate it! }

Hmm… _____________

{ Hi everyone, this is a new Neopolitan RWBY blog - if you could reblog this so I can get my name out I’d really appreciate it! }

{ hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent on here for the last couple of months. I know I called a hiatus, but I’m going to officially Archive this blog. I still love Cinder very much, she’ll always be my favourite, but I feel like I can’t write as her any more. I’m going to queue this post so people get the opportunity to see this, but I wanted to take the opportunity to thank everyone for their love and support for the duration of this blog. it was great while it lasted, but all good things must end unfortunately. Thanks again! ❤️ }

{ hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent on here for the last couple of months. I know I called a hiatus, but I’m going to officially Archive this blog. I still love Cinder very much, she’ll always be my favourite, but I feel like I can’t write as her any more. I’m going to queue this post so people get the opportunity to see this, but I wanted to take the opportunity to thank everyone for their love and support for the duration of this blog. it was great while it lasted, but all good things must end unfortunately. Thanks again! ❤️ }

{ hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent on here for the last couple of months. I know I called a hiatus, but I’m going to officially Archive this blog. I still love Cinder very much, she’ll always be my favourite, but I feel like I can’t write as her any more. I’m going to queue this post so people get the opportunity to see this, but I wanted to take the opportunity to thank everyone for their love and support for the duration of this blog. it was great while it lasted, but all good things must end unfortunately. Thanks again! ❤️ }

{ hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent on here for the last couple of months. I know I called a hiatus, but I’m going to officially Archive this blog. I still love Cinder very much, she’ll always be my favourite, but I feel like I can’t write as her any more. I’m going to queue this post so people get the opportunity to see this, but I wanted to take the opportunity to thank everyone for their love and support for the duration of this blog. it was great while it lasted, but all good things must end unfortunately. Thanks again! ❤️ }

{ hi everyone, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent on here for the last couple of months. I know I called a hiatus, but I’m going to officially Archive this blog. I still love Cinder very much, she’ll always be my favourite, but I feel like I can’t write as her any more. I’m going to queue this post so people get the opportunity to see this, but I wanted to take the opportunity to thank everyone for their love and support for the duration of this blog. it was great while it lasted, but all good things must end unfortunately. Thanks again! ❤️ }

ain’t you ever seen a princess be a bad bitch?

Take Care

Five years was in any case a long time for someone to change, or in parallel, to not change at all: In Cinder’s case, to continue perfecting the art of manipulation she already had such a twisted grasp on.  Neo was sure that above all else, above the strength of the fall maiden, above the capitol and manpower the woman had accumulated that prospect of her emotions being bent and broken beneath the weight of her lies and deceit was the one that terrified her the most. 

Yet as much as she tried the girl simply couldn’t ignore the sincerity in her voice, or eyes that were once brimming with fire seemed to shallow in comparison. Even during their argument she didn’t flare in the same anger Neo had come to expect. The girl sighed down into her lap when Cinder looked away and simply listened, white fixed onto the blanket tucked around her and somewhere in the back of her mind she was contemplating how foreign, how surreal this all seemed until: ’I can’t keep you’. … ’When I say you belong to me, I mean every single word – you are mine Neo.’ She didn’t look up. She didn’t dare. She fixated on the blanket, on the drip in her hand, on anything that could keep her from meeting Cinder’s gaze, too scared that what she would receive in return would be a snarl or a twisted smile, something typically cruel of the Cinder she knew. White eyes squeezed shut, not trusting her gaze wouldn’t waver, and she signed blindly with shaking hands. “I need to sleep.” It wasn’t a lie, but it was all she could muster. Her body throbbed, her head ached, and her chest felt like it might cave with a weight she didn’t quite understand. This was too much. Neo said nothing more when with a painful struggle she eased herself down onto the sofa, turning her back to Cinder and only finding it safe to open her eyes again when she was numbly face to face with the back cushions. Her small fist tightened around the edge of the blanket as if clinging for dear life itself, forcing back tears that threatened at the edges of her vision.

...

And just like that, their conversation closed. Neo’s weak hands signed, too exhausted to speak once more, and alone she curled into the couch and avoided Cinder’s worried gaze by turning into the back cushions. Just like that. The walls rose between them once more, communication halted immediately. 

Neo must be exhausted...

“Sleep well.” 

What else could she say? Now was hardly the time to spill over apologies, beg for forgiveness she didn’t deserve. She had to let her be.

Turning, Cinder walked silently towards her room and, lingering in the door frame that led, her eyes wandered almost guiltily over her shoulders to the girl on the couch before dipping. Her mouth was so dry, and her lips remained parted to try and breathe past the crushing pain in her chest before she decided,

“If you-.. need anything, during the night, I’m just through here.” She informed to the metaphorical wall that separated the two, swallowing gently before nodding. “I don’t mind.” And then, she walked through to her room.

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Days passed, each as awkward as the one previous, every one just as strained with Cinder’s desperation for forgiveness that she knew she’d never receive, and Neo, well... Who knew what Neo thought. Aside from small requests, there wasn’t much in the way of conversation. 

Each day came and went, Cinder doing her best to help without being too eager, each day ended with the heart-wrenching silence between them that kept her awake at night, trying to think of a way to just show her... Prove that she wasn’t the same, that she was not a threat to the girl anymore.

Maybe it was the discomfort of trying her best and not succeeding, the stress of trying to do her best by Neo to make sure she was safe, but for the first time since Neo had arrived, night terrors plagued Cinder’s mind - always deadly and threatening, always bringing harm to the people she cared for. 

Sometimes, the night terrors were memories she had never realised to be so toxic resurfacing to remind her of her past, reminding her she is never free. The name she made for herself would never let her rest; specifically, the harm she did to Neo would never allow her peace. She could never dream of being forgiven.

Trying to fight her way out of the dream, her body reacted in light movements first before taking to thrashing, like she was running, muttering and mumbling incoherently to try and dispel the terror, escape it somehow; but this time, it seemed like she was trapped in her memories, stuck in her mind, unable to escape.

hellloooo

@ixecreambandit

when you gotta be a heartbreaker and a murderer at the same time

The most relatable quote in the FNDM right now (via the-heart-alchemist)

I’ve not managed to read the letter right the way through but my immediate thought is how disappointed I am at the complete disrespect rooster teeth have shown Sheena through all of this whole trying to sugar coat it to the masses. Sheena deserves so much better than every single word uttered in hatred towards her by them all, and Monty would be absolutely horrified to see just how twisted they all became in his absence.

I’m shocked, and I’m appalled, and I don’t know why I expected better but I am only bitterly disappointed.