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"casper!" cassandra calls out in a singsong voice, wrapping her arms around the butler from behind. she presses a kiss first to their cheek, then to their lips, pulling back with a bright smile. "happy birthday!" she pulls out a small box with a ribbon on it and hands it to them eagerly. inside is a brooch, similar to the one they already wear, but with a starry appearance to it. "i thought...you could wear it and think of me."

is caspers birthday!

     Oh, there’s a startled noise that leaves their lips from the sudden call of their name and the hug that tightly captures of them. It was surprising, really. They hadn’t expected to so suddenly hear Cassandra approach, to being snatched up into her arms. Not that they really mind, or care for that matter. A tiny noise escapes the butler, a small smile find itself on their lips when the adventurer kisses first their cheek and then their lips.

     And that’s when a second surprised sound leaves them.

     “I–” they murmur although unsure of what to say quite yet, single eye blinking wide at the box suddenly pressed into their hands. They can’t help but stare at it owlishly, completely unused to suddenly being given a gift after so many years. The very thought brings a flush to their cheeks, and truly, Casper isn’t sure what to say. But they find their gloved fingers taking hold of the ribbon on the box and pulling it to unravel the bow. Once that’s out of the way, they take hold of the lid, pulling it from the small container and they gasp softly at the sight.

     “You…” Again, they’re left speechless, staring at the brooch and the stone that rest within it. And her words only make their face heat up further and as much as they want to cover their face, they have to be careful with the box in their palms. A slight quiver of their lips is made before one hand lifts, touching against their warm face for a moment.

     “Fool,” They mumble, reaching their hand back down to gently lift the brooch from the box, staring at it further, “How could I ever think of anyone but you? And with something like this… of course.” A tiny smile is made before Casper pushes the empty box back into Cassandra’s hand to let their now free fingers unclasp the stone they already wore on their collar to replace it with the one she had gifted them.

     “Thank you,” And they’re covering their mouth with a turn of their head, fingers lingering on the brooch, “I.. I love it,” A pause, a quick glance towards the adventurer, “I love you.”

#loveinclined #*inquiries. ⟨ ask. ⟩ #*butler. ⟨ casper. in character. ⟩ #they love cassandra so much o(—(

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     Truthfully, they don’t expect anything, as they always have. After all, they’re just a butler working for the Nohr family, so it’s fine. But... they do wish they could see their parents for once.

#*butler. ⟨ casper. in character. ⟩ #casper misses their parents :(

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IN THE MIDST OF SETTING UP SOMETHING I JUST REMEMBERD ITS CASPERS BIRTHDAY TODAY

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #YELLS IN NINE.

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its luciens birthday!!!

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #WAH...

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adel has commissions open if you wanna message them about that!

@fealtylived n their twitter is @THARSIPHRAKT

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩

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GUYS. 

ADEL ( you remember them, @ruodabuort n @fealtylived ) FINISHED A COMMISSION OF MINE AND IM REALLY ABOUT TO GO HAM OVER HERE

LOOK AT HIM. LOOK! LOOK AT THIS!!!!

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #*dark mage. ⟨ lucien. image. ⟩ #ME RIPPING MY SHIRT OFF AND HOLLERING VERY LOUDLY #blood cw

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     He’s got his eyes closed, deep in thought with a hum in his throat.

#*dark mage. ⟨ lucien. in character. ⟩ #so nyways i thought abt given lucien his own blog but H #take this while i do drafts on ban mayb

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UGH i feel so chatty!

anyways new dash icon!

also also... send luce, aldrik or har asks mayb heehee..

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩

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i wanna try to write before work but im also like... thinkkin abt ships.. so yknow

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #my muses that are Very awake rn are aldrik lucien n harrison so u can take a guess at what im thinkin abt

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     “Aha♪.”

#*dark mage. ⟨ lucien. in character. ⟩ #tumblr once again broke my fuckin tags but thats fine. #anyways.. ugh i lov you.

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hey.

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #guys my muse for lucien fuckin skyrocketed bc i remembered i commissioned adel a pic #n they showed me the progress last night im really abt to combust i cant wait to see the finished product #lucien is... very hot im sorry guys its the truth!

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Iole casually lays in Aldrik's lap, wraps her arms about his neck, and plants a nice, long kiss on his lips. Someone seems happy to see him. ( >:3c )

     There’s a questioning noise that leaves him at first, brow raising when the duchess places herself upon his lap and drapes her arms around his neck. The questioning sound, however, is replaced with a surprised one when she presses her lips against his own and his eyes widen a little. Mostly because she had kissed him and Aldrik knows he should not be so surprised by the action but the lord was caught off guard, so to speak.

     The lord relaxes, though, from his initial shock to allow his arms to lift and hook them around Iole’s waist. He pulls her closer against him, twines his fingers together almost as if to lock her place so she doesn’t try to leave or get up. Not that he thinks she will but it’s perhaps a habit, to want to keep her around longer whenever she does visit him. A soft breath escapes his nose, eyelids fluttering at the lingering feeling. It’s nice, gentle... a feeling he certainly missed.

     “Hmm,” He hums softly as a thumb starts to stroke against Iole’s back. He doesn’t want to pull away, but eventually they would need to breathe. Though it seems Iole thinks the same when she parts from him and his teal eyes open just slightly to look to the duchess with a hooded gaze.

     “My love,” His tone is soft and low, and Aldrik cannot help the way he leans forward to place his forehead onto her chest in a loving gesture, “It has been far too long.”

#atropaheart #*inquiries. ⟨ ask. ⟩ #*wyvern lord. ⟨ aldrik. in character. ⟩ #mana im soft.......

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yall should.... send my muses asks !

i wanna get back into writing here

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩

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with my eventual and slow return, i decided to update my muse page!

a brand new look to the muse page along with the roster being narrowed down to the muses i feel the highest! but dont worry, the rest of my muses are still available but only if specifically asked!

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #peace signs.

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tumblr ate myfuckin tags an im too tired to deal with that rn

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩

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atropaheart replied to your photoset: i hop on to post these images of lucien and...

iole vc i love one ( 1 ) dark mage

     He loves her too!

#atropaheart

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i hop on to post these images of lucien and disappear once more

#*nine words. ⟨ out of character. ⟩ #*dark mage. ⟨ lucien. image. ⟩ #art tbt. #so anyways luciens gotten a bit of a rework/reboot behind the scenes ahae....... #hes still lucien we know an love just... some kinks were ironed out