Going Off Tumblr For a While
// Hello, my lovelies. :)

I’m going to be going off tumblr for an indefinite amount of time. I realized recently how much of my life it’s eating up. I mean, I sit here reloading my dash for hours on end when I should be working on art, music, Japanese, writing, and Scripture study (the things that actually affect my life and future).

This is not to say I don’t care about you. I love each and every one of you and am so glad I’ve been able to meet you. That being said, if you still want to talk to me I will still be occasionally poking at one of my non-rp blogs (flowers-for-mr-ukki) and am also on Facebook, Google, and Livejournal. (if you want to talk to me on Facebook or Google, just send me an ask and I’ll tell you privately)

At one point, tumblr was a good thing for me. It helped me cope with the stress in my life and helped spark my creativity. But now it has become a hindrance to the things I am supposed to be doing with my life and it is stunting my creativity rather than fueling it.

I will probably poke my head in from time to time to read up on other people’s threads.

I LOVE YOU! This is not a final goodbye, but rather a temporary parting of unknown length.

NOTE: I’m posting this on my other main rp blogs too. Sorry if it shows up more than once for some of you.

2 weeks ago with 1 note
#adventures with ellie the mun


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Johanne shrugged and leaned back onto her hands, staring at the ceiling in thought. “Why be scared? I’m smart and pretty and my family loves me. And I love them.” She looked back at Aldith. “Isn’t love weird. It’s like, you have to give it to get it, but we all get so caught up getting it that we forget to give.”

Aldith felt a flicker of something at the mention of family. It was silly really. She should not feel jealous. After all, she did not care about her family’s love. It was all superficial and forced. Her parents loved each other first, themselves second, her siblings after that, and her? She was an afterthought. Always an ‘Of course we love you, Aldith.’ Never mentioned without prompting like they did Anise and Gaurin. She was an afterthought and heir to nothing of consequence.

She shook the feeling off as quickly as it came. There was nothing to be jealous of, after all. And all this talk of giving to receive was much more her language. “In the same way politicians give favors for votes. It’s natural to be selfish.”

3 weeks ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Johanne nodded. “They have enough power to be honest and help people, but they don’t. They’re too scared.” Her expression turned to a grin as she met Aldith’s eyes. “But I’m not.”

Aldith was puzzled by her. She could not tell if the girl was being completely open or if she was just a master at hiding her thoughts. There was something discomforting about people who were so innocent and honest, yet not gullible. The two rarely came hand in hand. Especially with girls of her age and even more so with people of their class.

"What gives you such confidence?"

3 weeks ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation


Pearls and Other Unnecessary Finery // Ladyaldithofcastillon

the-lady-oneill:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Ultana’s expression changed entirely and she finally gave the girl a rather amused, genuine smile. She lifted her chin a little and then took the girl’s hand, shaking it - and it was only then that she finally popped one of the nuts into her mouth. 

"Good to meet you, Aldith." 

Half a pause.

"And to be quite honest, you’re very good- if you’re talking to a politician. But I’m not one. I just deal with them every day." 

"Well, you know," she shrugged. "Politicians all know they’re lying to each other anyway, so I guess you just have to pretend you actually have something to lie about." She picked up a few of the nuts and tried one. They were hinted with honey and salt, the only way Aldith ever liked them. "These are good, aren’t they,” she said, seemingly half to herself.

3 weeks ago with 5 notes — via the-lady-oneill
#theladyoneill #pearls and other unnecessary finery #I'm weirded out by Aldith's casual speech #she's all the sudden using contractions #what #scary


// went through ally my receipts from coffee this last school year. HOLY SHIT COFFEE COSTS A LOT

4 weeks ago
#uh... yeah my shock at the amount of money I spent on coffee this last year kind of killed my profanity filter #because seriously #I'm saving up for college #and I spent at least 100$ on coffee #that I didn't need #because my classmates kept going out to Insomnia and Starbucks and Dutch Bros. #that was stupid #I really should have just gotten water and then made coffee at home #*hits head against wall of regret* #actually it was definitely more than $100 #shit shit shit #shit #adventures with ellie the mun #ooc


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Johanne checked the tea, giving a moment of silence as she processed her thoughts before putting the lid back down. She settled back, crossing her legs and leaning back on her palms. “Is that uncommon?”

Responding to simple answers holding hidden depth with simple answers containing equal meaning beyond the surface. Aldith, despite her reservations and pride, was impressed. She decided, she liked Johanne. Admiration was something Aldith rarely felt towards other people around her age. However she was not about to go letting this girl win an edge over her in any way.

"You know how people are in our strata of society."

1 month ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation


// Things I Did Not Expect: A battle of wits between Johanne and Aldith centered around Korbin

1 month ago with 1 note
#what even #what are you guys even doing #I did NOT see this side of johanne until now #ooc


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Johanne blinked. And then laughed. “No, no. Korbin.” She waved her hand dismissively of the comment. “What do you think of my brother Korbin?” She recognized Aldith’s evasive move, but wasn’t about to let her get away with not answering the question.

Aldith continued smoothly, laughing along with Johanne. “Oh Korbin,” she said, exaggeratedly joking as if she did not know it was him from the start. “He is a remarkably loyal friend.” In these conversations, less said more. General statements, rather than specific, led people to fill in their assumptions, to see her the way they wanted to see her.

1 month ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Johanne led the other girl into the tea room which was just a few doors down the hall. Her paternal grandfather, the reason for the room, was a great lover of oriental culture. He loved the idea of a room set aside entirely for tea, but after researching tea ceremonies and finding them to be a religious ritual, he threw aside any notion of accuracy. He was, after all, a church-going Christian man and had “no use for all the Eastern mumbo-jumbo.” The room was spacious, done in a very traditional Japanese style in terms of architecture, but really nothing like a proper tea room. It was just a nice room in which he happened to drank tea.

Now it was more of a spare room than anything so special. Johanne, being much like her grandfather, took great delight in bring her friends over for tea parties. So, when she entered the room with Aldith, she promptly sat her down on one of the floor-pillows and set about preparing a pot of green tea for them to share. A small sink was set into the wall, with a spigot for pre-heated water.

Bringing over the teapot, she pulled over another pillow to sit across from Aldith, setting the tea, and two cups, down between them. “It will take a few minutes to steep. So, while we’re waiting, you have to tell me what you think of my brother.” That mischievous grin reappeared.

It was her turn and Aldith had to decide how to play her cards. She had several options, having narrowed it down to at least partial honesty. Johanne was the youngest of her family but unlike the Castillons, this made her the most cherished. She was also the closest to Korbin. More so, she seemed aware of how much influence she had over those around her. While not harboring ill intentions, she still knew not how to bend those around her to her will, but rather how -through kindness and genuine care- to lead them to make the conscious choice to see things her way. It was frightening to some, endearing to others, and to Aldith, it was almost admirable.

She could play this game. Aldith matched her smile. “Willhelm? He is a competent businessman. I am certain your father is proud.”

1 month ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation


The Fine Art of Social Manipulation

korbinianbeinard:

ladyaldithofcastillon:

 

Korbin muttered an inaudible reply with a nod. He just wanted to get to the end of this chapter for his test tomorrow, but it was proving to be a difficult feat.

At his confirmation, Johanne grinned up at Aldith. “Girl time!” She attempted to throw off the blankets, but after a tangled mess of failure, she settled for wriggling out like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. At least that’s how she would have preferred to think of it. Really she was about as graceful as leggy calf.

Jumping to her feet, she grabbed Aldith’s arm to drag her away. “Boys are boring, anyway.”

Aldith tried to draw away stiffly, eyes wide in surprise as the younger girl suddenly latched onto her and began dragging her towards the door. She never did deal well with middle-school girls, even when she herself was one. However, it was a small sacrifice to make. She wanted this family to like her so she let herself be towed out of the room.

1 month ago with 17 notes — via korbinianbeinard
#korbinianbeinard #the fine art of social manipulation