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"Oh goodness!! You have such pretty hair, how did you get it that way??”
delicate fingers were raised up to her chest, a delighted gasp leaving her lips as a smile came onto her face.
' oh, thank you so much ! it takes a little while to get it like this, but it's worth it ! i just use a curling iron, fluff it out a bit, and ta-da ! '
she fluffs her bouncy curls for emphasis.
' your hair is lovely as well ! so... pink ! '
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when your otp is in an intense argument and their faces get closer together but then they stop talking
and they look at the others’ lips
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' it's beautiful. thank you so much. '
eyes cast downwards, fluttering half shut to peer at the gift in her hands.
' i have to repay you somehow. '
#( open. )#[ anybody who responds can feel free to whip up a pre established friendship! uvu ]#[ i feel like this could be some sort of royalty au where people worship personifications and emotions and theyre treated like gods ]#[ wow that would be awesome but you guys can do whatever you want~! ]
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i feel as though i mention mine and pessiimiisms ship way too much and you lovelies are probably rolling your eyes now so id like to apologize for all the threads that are to come out of this. uvu
#( ooc. )#[ I'm not even being sarcastic ]#[ I feel bad that you guys have to see it all the time but it's such a lovely ship ;v;#[ and no formatting because mobile I'm so sorry uvu ]
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❝Optimism- the doctrine or belief that everything is beautiful, including what is ugly.❞
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pessiimiisms
they hadn't intended to stop into this town. a wrong turn led to a plethora of wrong turns and now they found themselves in a large town that optimism knew too well. eyes cast a fleeting glance at her counterpart, and then at the aged bench that had been abandoned long ago, wood panels sagging sadly and metal rusted, that showed all too well how long ago these opposites crossed paths in the most unlikely way possible; meeting in the rain on a sad night on the then-new bench.
she'd been wandering at the time with no other place to go then the lonely bench she shared with no- one, just herself and her thoughts.she remembered being terrified of him at first glance, as she was with anyone else that came up to her at any time of the day. he was gentle like nobody else was, negative in nature but warming up to her as he gave her his jacket which was monstrously large compared to her tiny frame. he could tell all she went through throughout the days just by the look on her snow white face. and the rest is history, to live with them and them only.
casting a glance over at pessimism, she would give him a vague smile, half hoping that they could exit the town without a second glance at the familiar landmarks surrounding around the area, and that he didn't recognize this place at all, although the bench was quite the giveaway.
whenever she got the courage to talk more about her past prior to meeting him, the words got swallowed back into her throat, and he didn't pester her for information, very well knowing that it was a touchy subject, especially when the memories of cigarette smoke and late nights came to mind.
but she was aware that it was quite obvious that she was feeling panicked, so she made the fleeting decision to say something complimentary.
' isn't it... beautiiful ? '
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kempybowe:
➼ ;; ’ you look way too happy, lady. ‘
' nobody is ever too happy. '
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elegantiia:
�� & the gasp from the fellow blonde’s lips made her chuckle, yet ever so lightly, just hoping that she didn’t make her feel insulted. You see, she had been asked this question so many times, but every time she’d lose out on words for a proper answer. men had tried to sweep her off her feet & there were only a handful that had been successful. she always blamed herself for this, but that didn’t stop her from looking for the perfect qualities she’d want in her man.
❛ ————— maybe, some day. but I’m not entirely �� sure if I want to indulge in something so chaotic. ❜
' maybe chaotic--- but sometimes it's worth it, y'know ? '
love, albeit chaotic, was a good kind of adventure. the kind where you're always finding out about the other person, the kind where you know that you'll never be apart. especially if it was with someone you've known for decades.
' i guess i'm just biased. i've been with him forever. '
a slight exaggeration, but it didn't stop a smile from being spread on her face.
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masquerade ball au
masQUERADE BALL AU
MASQUERADE BALL AU
MASQUERADE BALL AU
M A S Q U E R A D E B A L L A U
MM AA SQUEAR ADE BALL AU
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elegantiia
& that is a question not so FREQUENTLY asked. yet this is something she wonders about on a daily basis. has she ever been in LOVE? what does it feel like? maddening? sweet? C O N S U M I N G ? she doesn’t know how to answer, so her INSTINCT takes over. with wise eyes & a small smile dancing on those DELICATE lips, she replies ❛ no, my dear, I haven’t. never in my entire lifetime. ❜
' oh. '
she wasn't as dissapointed as she was surprised; this beautiful, sophisticated woman had never had the pleasure of being in love ? just by looking at her and hearing that delicate voice come from an equally delicate mouth, the woman was more than certain that men took every chance to win her heart.
' maybe someday, yes ? love is a thing that everyone should feel at some point. if they wish to, that is. '
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pessiimiisms:
no matter what she does, or how many centuries he spends in her company, she never ceases to s u r p r i s e him. he’s only caught off for a second, perhaps two, before he takes control of the situation, reacting on instinct. his arms snake around her waist, tugging her closer as he returns the kiss, his mouth moving in a perfect rhythm with hers, her body pressed against his own..
she loves this feeling. this unexplainable feeling that speeds up her heart every time she thinks about him. stronger than love or just happiness. perhaps a feeling of safety in his presence, knowing that he will never leave her arms for as long as they are on this earth.
she's only a bit surprised when he takes the lead, and maybe a bit glad that he didn't get too caught off guard. so optimism eventually wraps her arms around his neck, blissfully aware that there might have been people watching.
the rhythm of their mouths is like they were made for each other, two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together in harmony.
and she loved that.
reluctantly, she pulls away from the kiss, still keeping herself in close proximity to the male while smiling slightly at how her plan turned out.
' i love you. '
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' sir--? excuse me, sir. i believe you may have dropped this. '
a gadget was in her upturned hand, some sort of device that she'd never seen before but was truly curious about. she taps lightly on his shoulder as to get his attention, moving her palm over towards him to show the man what he may have dropped.
' is this yours ? '
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Send me the word "ouch" and my muse will treat your muse when they have an injury of the senders choosing.
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a smile shines on her face at the other's minuscule imperfection, the woman finding it more endearing than irritating. no stranger to the odd reactions of people towards her openness, she still decides to tell the truth nonetheless.
' you have a little something, right--- '
she points to the spot on her own face, right by her lip and bordering her cheek.
' there. '
#( open. )#[ maybe they're baking a cake!! or at a diner!! or walking in town!! the possibilities are endless. ]
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she sneaks up on the male, plan in motion. then, in three swift movements, she turns him around , cups her hand on his cheek, and---
surprise kiss !!
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