#👑Main Verse👑

[xxlordalexanderxx]

eyesofcuriosity [replied]

"No need to stress, please pay no mind to ignorant comments "

"I won't, it's still bothersome but that's just what us beasts go through. Though they are not lying; I do eat people dear. Only when I need too these days."

[xxlordalexanderxx]

Her words rendered him momentarily silent—she was spot on. Over the past months, perhaps even years, he'd become noticeably more empathetic. Yet, he hadn't lost his sense of caution, remaining willing to give people a chance but never allowing himself to be taken advantage of.

"Hmhp, you're very preceptive, I might've gotten a little softer over the years. All things considered."

Wordlessly with the careful eyes of a doe, she observes him, not showing too much of her emotions. She could to an extent understand bits and pieces about him, or well at least assume, but that is best to let be discovered in time, naturally.

"It can of course, but the same power can also guide the monster to become something more....empathetic, in time of course "

[kingbcwser]

@hannah-the-small || continued from x

             “Nah, don’t bother with owing me stuff,” Bowser made a gesture with his hand, arms crossed over his chest as he took a better glance at James. For once, he was glad to have saved the poor guy from meeting an unpleasant end with those piranha plants... even though he was a human presumably so, Bowser couldn’t just let Hannah grow up without a father for the rest of her childhood.

             “You daughter is with Junior now, they’re playing safe in the garden with Kamek.” The monarch stood by the bed, but didn’t sit down for the sake of being polite. “Now... what happened to you? Do you remember anything before the crash?”

[conquestar]

💾Do you ever have trouble with new technology?

✯ Questions for Immortals/Ancients ✯

"Sometimes. As much as an inventor does with creating such. But learning is a tantalising process, and it keeps me entertained. The easiest way to overcome obstacles is to understand them. I do not fear challenges—they're what makes Earth delightful."

[muralmxse]

“You better shape up.” (from Clawdeen to Cleo)

classic 70′s song lyrics ... sentence starters || [ Accepting ]

For @sorcerymuses || Monster High

       ❝ Excuse YOU? I don't NEED to shape up! I STAY ready which is something YOU still need to practice! You lack sturdiness hence why we fell in the pool! ❞

[muralmxse]

@strcngered @sorcerymuses

[xxlordalexanderxx]

"Sorry. I think I've upset you?"

"Not really upset but, more disappointed, Rin. Why do you keep provoking that lass? Aren't you tired?"

[kingbcwser]

Unprompted || Always Accepting!

@npcharacters requested: ❝ Ah, BOWSER, my friend. How are you? Haven't seen you since the OLYMPICS. ❞ (eggman)

             “Ah, Eggy, my friend! It’s been ages since we met indeed! Doin’ quite well on my end with some scheduled kidnappings and kingdoms domination in my spare time, hehe. How about you?”

[conquestar]

🍼 Would you ever consider having offspring with a mortal? Side note : can u get a man pregnant

✯ Questions for Immortals/Ancients ✯

He's amused by this one.

"Pregnant with ambitions and aspirations, yes. There is nothing better than the roar of a man who is giving birth to success."

[kingbcwser]

             Magical paintings were something quite normal to Bowser, a quick way to travel from his homeplace to wherever his heart could think of! Obviously he’d keep a few of those paintings around his castle, after all, it was a quick way to go to any place in the world with zero costs — not to mention how pretty they were, too! Even though Kamek was against the idea, the monarch still decided to keep at least a few around in full exposure.

             Even though he knew the main concept behind them, there was a few things foreign to him. How far can these portable portals really go? Is there a limit? Is there a way to connect between this reality and any other possible? Those were way too many questions for him, deciding to ignore them the best he could.

             ... Until he saw a stranger sitting in one of his corridors, that is.

             “Hey, you there.” The monarch approached with a puff of smoke, making a signal for his guards to not attack just yet. His plan wasn’t to be hostile... at least, not for now. “Who are you? And how did you get in my castle?”

Closed starter for @kingbcwser

Dungeons where mysterious things, either ancient ruins, or naturally occurring. One thing that was always to be expected, was the magic and monsters found within. Eliyra had always been fascinated with the concepts of living paintings, technically a monster but better described as a living illusion spell, containing an interactable word of inside of its frame when sucked withing, and the death of many adventurers who wandered to close. The fairy had heard once, about a dungeon delver gone mad, ranting about having been transported to another land of fantastical elements, of tiny mushroom people who inhabited the land, and she, like many others, thought him crazy. But as she sat on the cold stone floors, blinking in surprise as she took in the unusual architecture of the large castle hall around her, she thought for a moment that maybe that adventurer wasn't as crazy as she thought. The air tasted vaguely stale, lacking the taste of magic she had gotten so familiar too during her search of the dungeon, meaning wherever she had ended up, it was in fact, very real.

❝ What is this place? ❞

[muralmxse]

       ❝ Listen, not everybloody is bless with grace and humility like moi, but you can try better if you're going to do that. ❞

[xxlordalexanderxx]

"One absolutely does run the risk of falling asleep spending too much time near you this time of year, Alexander. Not that you're not absolutely delightful company as usual, you're just also very very warm."

"Well, perhaps for the very fortunate who've earn my softness, are quite lucky that that is the only risk while spending too much time around me."

"The others, run the risk of a permanent sleep."

[muralmxse]

Luckily for the ghost ghoul, Cleo wasn't paying attention as she already had her mind set and a whole list being drawn up by her servant.

     ❝ Don't be ridiculous, Spectra. I never waste an opportunity to throw a perfect party. Plus you should know, anyone and everyone will be there to celebrate the creation day our ghostly gossip ghoul. It's a day of limelight for you! Me as well, as the party organizer, but for you too. ❞

Spectra grinned at the princess. Of course her ghoulfriends would want to do something for her. She hadn’t had a birthday party in ages.

“That sounds fable-ous!” she laughed. Then she giggled, covering her mouth. The Ever After slang was slipping out even more lately. “But you really don’t have to, Cleo.”

[conquestar]

"God? Of course, God exists. She's a player—and a terrible flirt."

[muralmxse]

" Uh, would you aim that elsewhere? " //for Cleo if you'd like?

Monster High Webisode Starters

Ask Answered || Accepting || @mechahero

Cleo didn't even bother to acknowledge whatever monster who dared tried to talk to her at this particular moment. In her hand, the princess was holding one of her amulets glowing with an eerie green color. Her perfect eyes were in lock with the werecat trio, who pranked her not so long ago with a stink bomb in the ghouls shower.

Her squad would be out for a week to get the smell out, so it was only the natural order for Cleo to hand out their punishment.

       ❝ I don't know who you are but unless you do not wish to be infected with a dangerous plague, I suggest you MOVE. ❞

[conquestar]

Everyone dealt with their emotions differently.

While some humans prefered to keep their thoughts and feelings under wraps, others spilt them out for everyone to see. Sometimes, these emotional dealings were an obstacle that thieved precious minutes from Lucien's days. He wouldn't be able to count the number of times he had spent coddling someone's ego just to move on to a more meaningful conversation afterwards. Rarely was it worth the effort, but if Lucien ever wanted to learn more about people, he could only do it through interaction. And there was always something to learn.

"I don't juxtapose my kindness with other people's deeds," Lucien explained, watching with mild interest how the young man's eyes filled with tears. "Do you believe that all kindness is conditional?" he asked off-handedly while the shop owner scurried to do the order.

"I'll report on your success later; admittedly, I haven't tried red bean macarons before, so this will be a first—which doesn't happen that often to me. How did you think of it? Is it part of your heritage?" Lucien questioned, bringing out his golden card to pay with.

"Vanilla and lemon," he listed off while the payment was processed. "Those are the flavours I like. Sometimes honey, too, but not in macarons. There is a cake recipe originally from Russia. It's called Медови́к, or also Medovik—from мёд, which means honey."

Lucien motioned with his hand, a slow, non-invasive and elegant gesture.

"It has several layers of thin sponge cake and buttercream, one piling on top of the other, and it's simply delicious. Have you tried one before?"

–it had been harder than usual to offer that apology. Which was funny, as naturally as 'i’m sorry’ would fall out of his mouth without a second thought. He had to be amazed that he’d had enough pride to hold that sort of feeling, but it was nothing he wanted to be proud of either.

You could be humble and accomplished at the same time. And that was what he wanted for himself, both as a person and a company owner. So it was with the utmost sincerity that he apologized.

Though, Lucien had not changed from the other day. Insult and apology alike rolled off his shoulders with ease. Already he was sharing thoughts.

Very kind thoughts. Immediately, Lucien had Sullivan’s ears burning from the provided praise. He almost couldn’t resist the urge to cover them, hide how embarrassed and charmed he was to have such kind words. But the dewiness of his eyes couldn’t mask that. He blinked them before a deep bow was offered to the man.

“Your words are kinder than I deserve for my behavior yesterday. But I thank you for them.” Sullivan started, raising his head and immediately getting to work on preparing their order. Such a warm smile was plastered on his face, obviously happy to know that his macarons were liked in the end. Two of each color and flavor was placed in the box of loving care. “They’re new flavors today too. Um. There’s matcha, lavender, champagne, and red bean. I-I wanted to see if I could use the red bean to do a mochi type of macaron. I am not sure how well my experimenting turned out.”

“Do you have a favorite flavor? I could try making it for you if you’d like. Or, perhaps, another dessert that you are fond of?”