#celine grichuse

[drawing--dolly]

living is easy with eyes closed misunderstand all you see it’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out it doesn’t matter much to me

let me take you down ‘cause i’m going to strawberry fields nothing is real and nothing to get hung about strawberry fields forever

#my art #original #original character #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles #vent art

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

i did the thing.

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#the doll speaks #writing #writeblr #writeblr presentation #wip: the nessus chronicles #torren gainet #celine grichuse #nyx kurwa

[dreamy--dolly]

really, my dear...

#angie's art #original #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse #fake 90s anime screenshot

[missdulcerosea]

i think i’ll give celine freckles. i don’t see a lot of blonde girls with freckles, and i think it’d be really cute c:

#wip: the nessus chronicles #c: celine grichuse

[luciatraskwrites]

WHAT CAME FROM THE FAIR /// A WIP BY LUCIA TRASK

genre: gaslamp fantasy with cosmic horror elements and a romantic subplot

status: planning/outlining

warnings: some blood, body horror and gore, but sparingly compared to by other wips.

tropes: strangers-to-friends-to-crushes, healthy romantic relationships, trans main characters, pseudo-edwardian setting, obligatory eldritch abomination, healthy familial relationships, main characters’ cultures are based off of ecuador and japan respectively, a magic system where abilities are based on region, happy ending, a setting based off early 20th-century new york city.

summary:

with the school year finished, seventeen-year-old celine grichuse returns home for the summer to orras, terra. things look as though they couldn’t be better: she’s perfectly happy to reunite with her loving family and explore the city, seeking excitement. best of all, this year is when the world fair will come to orras, terra - as if there wasn’t enough to look forward to this summer already!

then two things happen. firstly, thanks to a chance meeting, celine stumbles across a boy her age named arata. a sweet, mild-mannered boy, the two become close friends... and maybe celine feels something more (a matter that her little sister teases her about relentlessly).

the second is that the trio stumbles across something... strange. at first celine brushes the experience off - orras is a city filled with magic, after all, so stumbling across things out of the ordinary is a given. but upon closer investigation, it seems as though what celine and friends found is linked to the world fair and may be more dangerous than she thought.

as the opening world’s fair approaches, celine finds her and her friends caught in a bizarre chain of events that may jeopardize all that they hold dear, and that the world’s fair may hide more than she thought behind its colorful facade...

#writing #writeblr #wip #my wip #amwriting #am writing #fantasy #gaslamp fantasy #pseudo-edwardian #cosmic horror #what came from the fair

[drawing--dolly]

those limited palette things always looked like fun so i doodled celine in the pallette of her flag ^q^

#my art #original #original character #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

taglist (please ask to be added or removed): @oliver-von-seckendorff​ @thehermitwrites​ @zelandiangelo​

celine grichuse

“Life’s fleeting - especially for humans like myself. Up to now my life has been a happy one. So when I become queen, I’ll make it my duty to make sure that both my people and I are as happy as can be. My life may be short compared to that of dwarves and elves, but I’ll do my best and make sure that the choices I make so that my country is a better place aren’t in vain!”

name: celine grichuse age: 16 species: human sexuality: pansexual

Being princess of Terra, Celine knows that she is luckier than most. Raised in a warm and loving family, given access to all that she could need and want (including what she needs to go through with her transitioning), and betrothed to her childhood friend Aelar whom she adores with all her heart, Celine could not want more for herself. She’s well-known for her sweet and kindhearted nature, earning her favor with the people of Terra.

But at the same time, she wishes that there’s something more she could do. She knows that there are those who suffer more than her, and thinks it unfair - so she waits for the day she’ll be able to hold a position in the royal court and make change for the better. But after the escape of several long-imprisoned enemies, it looks like she’ll have to make those changes sooner...

#queue will know how to live #writing #writeblr #celine grichuse #wip: the nessus chronicles

[drawing--dolly]

merry christmas from the princess of terra!

#my art #original #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

he raised my hands in the backyard he taught me to be a good shot you love the sound of sorry even when you know i’m not

“it sounds silly, i suppose. i’m better fed and better dressed than most of the people of my country - what business have i got being nosy in what goes on? but i can’t stand idly by in ignorant bliss when horrible things are happening to the people around me. i have to stand up and do something.”

celine grichuse

#pretty pictures #writeblr #moodboard #wip: the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse

[dreamy--dolly]

day 7: enchanted

“i suppose it’s just because i love pretty things, is all. there’s so much beauty in magic and the world, and for as long as i live i’ll always see it that way.”

#angie's art #original #the nessus chronicles #celine grichuse

[dreamy--dolly]

of all my characters she has the most babey energy

#angie's art #original #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

homulilly, candeloro & ophelia

i’ll be answering these for all three main characters of tnc!!

torren gainet

homulilly: does your character hide or internalize struggles that actually plague them? to an extent, he does. he has a bit more a temper, but that’s mainly aimed at literally any slights towards him or his family, and it’s mainly normal keeping a lid on it.

candeloro: is your character particularly stylish or up-to-date with fashion? he is not :c torren doesn’t come from a very well-to-do family, so he isn’t able to afford nice clothes.

ophelia: how does your character cope with loss or grief? badly. torren has a bad habit of either somehow believing he was responsible - directly or indirectly - for a person’s death (especially if he was close to them), or beats himself up for not being able to help.

celine grichuse

homulilly: does your character hide or internalize struggles that actually plague them? yep! she’s very concerned about presenting herself as a likeable leader to her country, so she goes to great lengths to behave outwardly sweet and cheerful even if she doesn’t feel that way. 

candeloro: is your character particularly stylish or up-to-date with fashion? she most certainly is! she’s the princess, after all, so she’s more a trendsetter. at the moment, pale pink is very in!

ophelia: how does your character cope with loss or grief? again, will keep it to herself - definitely pays respects at funerals, but often romanticizes the person after death.

nyx kurwa

homulilly: does your character hide or internalize struggles that actually plague them? dear god yes.

candeloro: is your character particularly stylish or up-to-date with fashion? yes! she’s considered the most chic of her theater troupe.

ophelia: how does your character cope with loss or grief? of the three, nyx handles it the most well - she will still feel sorrow over loss, but accepts that the person is gone and tries to go on with her life at a much quicker rate than torren.

#writeblr #the doll answers #ask game #writeblr ask game #wip: the nessus chronicles #torren gainet #celine grichuse #nyx kurwa

[dreamy--dolly]

her

#angie's art #celine grichuse #original #the nessus chronicles

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

aelar and celine are cute snugglemuffins. that is all. also i cant write for some reason lololol

The small tearoom is tinted rose-gold from the light of the late afternoon sun. A small vase of pale pink roses is balanced on the lace-bedecked table; the room is fragrant with the sweet smell of rosehip tea.

“I wish Malcer was here with us,” Aelar says through a mouthful of cake. Outside of the sanctum of the tea room his mother would reprimand him not to talk with a full mouth, but here with only the sinking sun on the horizon to see them they can put aside their manners for a little while. “Shame that he had to go home so soon.”

Celine sips at the cerise tea in her cup. It smells tangy and tart against the sugary-sweetness of the fresh-baked cake, hot and flower-sweet in her mouth. “We can still invite him over tomorrow, though—or this weekend if he’s too busy.”

Aelar sets down his fork, flecked with half-melted pink frosting. When he looks up from his crumb-coated plate his dark brown eyes shine bright. “This tastes delicious, Celine. New recipe?”

“Mm-hmm. Spring’s finally come, so I wanted to test out something new to celebrate.” The city of Orras has been fragrant with the sweetness spring has brought—the smell of pollen carried on the breeze through the stink of the city, the first little bits of greens that poke through the layer of frost; the sweetness of spring will melt away the frost that’s held Terra captive for so long and bring warmth and new life—and new recipes for sweets—with it.

Celine sets down her teacup, watching the thin stream of smoke unfurl from the dregs of tea thick with honey that remain. “Hey, Aelar? You have a little bit of frosting on your mouth.”

He reaches a hand up to his face. “Where?”

“It’s okay, I’ll get it off for you.” She leans over, picking up a napkin and wiping the small smear of pale pink from his tawny skin. “There you go.”

And then, because the sweetness of accidental frosting wasn’t enough, she presses a quick kiss to his lips.

“You taste sweet,” Aelar declares, “Like rosehips. If rosehips are even supposed to taste sweet, though.”

They stare at each other for a moment, Celine backing down into her seat. Then the two of them begin to laugh, the sweetness of their laughter and the precious minutes that they spend side by side filling the room.

#a doll's scribbling #the nessus chronicles #aelar holimion #celine grichuse

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

you know how homura had That Moment in episode 10? celine has a similar moment.

Here Celine is: trapped in a dream that’s warped into a nightmare, where she can run as much as she wants but she is always too slow. But that’s not where the story ends, because she has a council to attend and places to go. She’s cut her hair so it will not be tangled in the thorns. She can do this.

She wakes up.

She makes her way down the stairs, staring down at the black skirt of her dress. Maybe one day she will return to the soft pinks and lace she would wear, but not today. Today she wears black as a reminder for the blood that has been shed and the blood that will be shed. Because now is when Celine’s coronation really begins - she will fight for her country and protect them, just like her people have done. Maybe they fought for people who should not have been protected, so Celine will make it up to them.

She knows that war is not beautiful - amongst the impeccable uniforms and polished muskets there is pain and death and no justice. It may not be beautiful, but she will do what she can to make it end.

And it’s on her way to the castle, to discuss what they will do the day Albernuit arrives, that she becomes queen all over again and she is free.

#a doll's scribbling #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles #writeblr

[whatmisskriemhildwrote]

thoughts of a wandering princess - celine grichuse

she can’t dream for much longer.

Celine is a ghost trapped in the realm of the living.

She makes her way down the velvety carpet towards the gilded throne, lifting up the skirt to her dress so she does not trip. She does not belong here, she thinks to herself, because she still should have two more years left of dreaming before she needs to wake up. And here she is, where the people’s cries of joy for their princess now becoming queen are jeers in disguise, and the jewels sewn onto her dress weigh her down.

She doesn’t belong here, she thinks to herself again, or at least she does not belong here alone. Her parents will never walk her down the aisle when she turns eighteen and takes Aelar’s hand in hers, and they will not be here to see their daughter take her scepter in hand and settle a crown down on her head. She has died and is alone, a flickering phantasm that should not be here.

All is said and done, and the crown is lowered onto her head. It is weighty with its gold and velvet and jewels, and her hands shake when she holds the scepter close to her. But even though she keeps telling herself that she should not be here and she does not deserve what she has, she knows that she has to and that she will. She will do anything to protect her country, draw blood and weep tears to make sure that whatever threatens them does not lay a finger on her people. They are all she has left and have done enough for her. It’s only fair that she repays them now.

“Long live the queen.”

Celine prays to Iola that she will live long enough to give back.

#a doll's scribbling #pretty pictures #celine grichuse #the nessus chronicles