#⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ – v: au: a phrase i can’t refuse. ‘help me’? always. / fateswap

[sylleblosscm]

@leidemechanic​ x

There is something oddly comforting about the scent of oil and gasoline that finds her in the depths of her studies. So far removed from her world is it, Maria would surely fuss at the very thought of it tainting her pristine outfit. Yet Luna remains unbothered - better yet, she relishes in the chance to close her book and stretch her arms high above her head. 

 ❝Taking a break from your pet project? Or are you here to spirit me away from my work like the bad influence you are?❞ There’s a playful edge to the Princess’ voice that rarely rears its head - after all, she makes no move to send Cindy away. In what those around her might consider an influence, Luna sees only her dearest friend, and all the trouble they will surely find together. 

 And with their journey so near, they’ve only so much time left for trouble. 

 ❝Oh - before I can forget, I have some good news. You have been approved to travel with me. Aside from the wedding itself, I do not imagine it will be terribly eventful, but I shall be glad for your company nevertheless.❞

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@leidemechanic​:

“ dance with me? “

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Soft [accepting]

It is the way of things for them: Luna is certain she can, at last, fully anticipate her, only for Cindy to say something so wildly unexpected she cannot help but laugh. Lestallum is beautiful and unique in many ways, but what Luna adores the most is the way music finds them at every corner. She had been admiring some street musicians from her window at the Leville, swaying in time to them when the request finds her. 

 ❝I did not know you knew how,❞ she confesses - teasing, of course, for Cindy’s natural talent to draw out the Princess’ less regal side has not waned on their journey. She reaches out to take Cindy’s hand in her own, stepping away from the open window. 

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@princessofmuses​:

💝 Bring your muse chocolates. (From Aranea <3)

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Sof

Let it never be said that Lunafreya is not a hopeless romantic. Or, for that matter, a talented strategist. She knows perfectly well what time her Shield is released from training, even the path she will walk toward her room. (Their room, technically; something the manor staff make every effort to leave unnoticed. Even for a personal guard, Aranea spends so much time in the Princess’ room, it may as well belong to them both officially.) It is no trouble to leave behind a well-times surprise.

 The room is covered in flowers, which is nothing new. But the soft blue of the sylleblossoms are intermingled with bright red roses. Petals are strewn around her (their) bed, and in the center is a dark box with a note attached, written in Luna’s handwriting. 

 For her part, the Princess is nowhere to be found. Caught up, in fact, in her final lessons of the day. The note promises she shall return soon, and invites Aranea to take the afternoon and relax - she works too hard, after all. 

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⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆ -- tag dump 2: electric boogaloo. this time, with verses. because heck knows i had to do this eventually, i can’t promise all these tags will stick or that i’ll use them consistently but yeah. and yes there’ll be a verse tab in my theme elaborating on everything soon.