#i do feel bad for that one enemy tho but it tried to interrupt cuddle time and...

[cryptidofthekeys]

welp

my brain gave me what i wanted last night

had a dream with Feppino!

...now I know what y’all are gonna be thinking, oh god its going to be fucking horrifying isn’t it?

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((Uh-Oh a keep reading bc its a long explanation))

...well ok yeah it was at FIRST bc i was in uh the bruno pizza place, with only a lil bit of lighting and Feppino was stalkin and lurking- I remember not being able to move but I was standing, like, some sort of weird fucking paralysis idk

but I couldn’t move but I heard something skittering, something b i g- I couldn’t even turn around to face who I kinda knew it’d be-

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I just listened to the skittering and then I heard something right above me and the stereotypical horror fashion, I was granted movement this time but only my head, so I look up and wowza,, there he is, hovering right over me, w i d e grin

...okay I won’t deny, when you see him that close to you, he is... Unsettling but,, literally,, as horrifying as the first half was, he just kinda... dripped onto the floor, like just fuckin melted from the ceiling onto the floor and then reformed

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a tall way too long man him is ...here’s where it gets unbelievably less horrifying, I feel like he could see I was getting a lil bit anxious and scared bc I remember his face lighting up and he frowned for a moment before suddenly advancing toward me

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and then he kinda just,, he just helped me sit down and then he wrapped himself around me, noodly long arms and even his body in general, he just curled around me and snuggled me (it sounds longer than it should be anytime I describe a dream, y’all this lasted for maybe like 2 minutes tops)

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but it was honestly kinda cute and wholesome, I couldn’t understand him when he spoke, bc it was just,, it was either gibberish or backwards speak- but either way, he very much had no intentions to harm me, I was also finally granted full movement and I just cuddled him back

....also for a funny bit, I remember seeing like,, one of the enemies waltz in- I can’t remember which one it was but needless to say Feppino was NOT having it, he first covered my ears and then I could hear him muffled-ly screeching and that lil bitch r a n

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so the moral of this dream is NEVER EVER fucking interrupt Feppino’s sleepy cuddle times, it was scary at first but honestly great throughout the second half, we just cuddled and fell asleep together

....although i do find it kinda funny how my first dream with Peppino was scarier than this, literally- its just that meme of nice cat of the week

Nice lad of the week: Feppino (Cuddled Nicely :D)

Bad lad of the week: Peppino (fucking bit my ass >:/)

[fluffy-marshmallow-heart]

Drake's Diary ch.24 -Meet Me In Shanghai

The Royal Romance canon from Drake's POV

Words: 5547

The Engagement tour arrives in Shanghai

Master List (catch up here)

Drake hovers in the back of the group in the towering grove of bamboo. It had been a long flight to Shanghai, which he shared with Liam and Madeleine, and the entire time he felt like he was in hell. Liam and Madeleine argued the entire flight, and when not arguing, were giving each other icy glares. It definitely topped his list of worst flights ever. Once they arrived, Liam split off with the diplomats, leaving Drake behind. He shifts uncomfortably until he finally sees Emma arriving with Maxwell.

He grinned. “I was wondering when you’d make it Rose.”

“Looks like we’re just in time.” She replied, nodding towards Liam.

  King Liam steps out at the front of the crowd and clears his throat. Madeleine joins him as everyone quiets down, turning to listen. As he began speaking, Drake immediately tuned out, watching Emma from the corner of his eye. She was taking his breath away, wearing a wispy light blue ethereal gown, which floated lightly with the breeze.

“…… Now, if you’ll all follow our hosts…” Liam nods respectfully to a group of staff members in matching slacks and shirts. A man in a suit, standing in front of all of them, bows.

Drake leaned over to whisper in Emma’s ear. “I swear none of the bamboo looked this tall from the outside…”

Maxwell nodded. This place would make even Bertrand feel chill.”

“Where is he anyway? I thought he’d be on the plane with you.” Hana observed.

Maxwell frowned. “The last time I saw him was at Liam’s bachelor party. He texted me to say he was going to talk to Savannah, but since then…radio silence.”

“Really? I’m proud of him. It must’ve been hard to hear all of that at once. They probably have a lot to talk about.” Emma said

Drake scowled. “If he hurts her again…”

“I don’t think he will. I think he went there to apologize.” Maxwell said hurriedly.

Yeah, right. You know absolutely nothing and have no idea how your family’s actions affect other people. “Right. Because you’re such a great judge of…”

“Dad!” Hana excitedly waves the man in the suit over, interrupting Drake’s snappy response.

“Ah! There you are.” The man greeted.

“Everyone, this is my father, Xinghai Lee.”

“Ni hao, Mr. Lee.” Emma greeted politely.

“Ni hao. You must be Drake, Lord Maxwell, and…Lady Emma. Hana never mentioned that you had a diplomat’s sense of style.”

Emma smiled. “Thanks.”

He nodded respectfully. “You’ll fit right in at tonight’s dinner. You know, Lady Emma, I’ve heard a great deal about you from my daughter…and from the tabloids. Hardly ideal to have one’s name in such publications.”

“Honestly…paying attention to them just adds fuel to the fire.” Emma explained.

“An interesting strategy. You devalue the rumors by refusing to grant them a response. I’ve used similar tactics on occasion when false claims were pressed against my business. I didn’t expect you to have such a mind for public relations.”

“More like basic fire safety.” She retorted.

Mr. Lee frowned. “However, it’s clear you have enemies. I worry that my daughter’s association with you puts her at risk. The scandal may affect her reputation just as much as yours.”

I really hope we clear her name soon. It’s still all anyone talks about. I feel so awful I didn’t stop this from happening. I was just too late getting to her room.

Emma’s face fell. “Mr. Lee, if Hana asks me, I’ll give her space. I’d never do anything to hurt her. If my being around her puts her in a bad position…I’d miss her, but I wouldn’t want to get in her way.”

Hana gasped. “Emma, I’ never ask you to do that!”

“That’s…very considerate of you. I’m glad to hear that you have my daughter’s best interests at heart. Perhaps she should follow your example.”

Huh. He’s actually smiling.

“That’s one thing you can count on. I’ve always got her back.” Emma said proudly.

Drake felt a wave pride wash over him as well. She’d do anything for her friends. I’m so lucky to know her.

Just then, delighted laughter comes from up ahead, and Maxwell’s jaw fell open. “Pandas!!!” He sprints past Emma, Hana, and Xinghai to the side of a small enclosure. Liam is standing inside cuddling a fluffy panda cub. A nearly identical cub wanders out from behind the bamboo and paws at Liam’s shoes.

Maxwell grabbed Emma’s arm and Drake glared at him. He better not be holding her as tight as that looks. “Emma, I think I’m dead. Our plane must’ve crashed on the way here. I am in heaven. Panda heaven.”

“Remarkable, aren’t they?” Mr. Lee agreed.

Hana nodded excitedly. “They’re adorable! Can we go inside too, father? Please?”

“Hmm. Ordinarily, the staff doesn’t allow many visitors. They’ve made an exception for King Liam, but…I might be able to convince them to make another exception.

Maxwell cheers. “Woohoo!”

But…they might not be friendly. And I’ll be damned if anything happens to Rose.

“Hey, those are panda bears. They could be dangerous…” Drake reminded everyone.

One cub tries to grab Liam’s pant leg, misses, and does a little somersault across the ground. It rolls to a stop next to a sprig of bamboo and immediately starts chewing on it, its unexpected tumble forgotten. Chance prances around Emma’s feet, his tail wagging and his eyes wide as he watches the panda cubs.

“Come on, Drake. Even Chance likes them!” Maxwell laughed.

Drake sighed. Alright, alright. Definitely not dangerous. “…Okay, they’re kind of cute” He admitted.

“Victory!” Hana grinned.

Drake turned to Emma. “I’m in if you are, Rose.” Even though I already know your answer is yes.

She glances at the enclosure, where the first cub is pawing at Liam’s hand. Liam shakes the paw with his gloved hand grinning. “It’s nice to meet you too.”

Emma looked back at Drake, biting her bottom lip adorably. “Let’s do it!”

Mr. Lee gave a nod. “Very well. Let me speak with their keepers” He walks away to confer with a pair of khaki-clad staff members. A minute later he returns to the group smiling.

“You can all join King Liam and the cubs. Including this one, as long as he’s up to date with all his shots.” He nods at Chance.

“He’s got a clean bill of health! And he’s extremely well behaved.” Emma chimed.

“Very well.”

“Thank you, father!”

“Best. Day. Ever.” Maxwell had a gleam in his eyes.

One staff member unlocks the gate and hands the group blue gloves and a thin smock to wear over their clothes while they play with the pandas. Liam waves them all over as they step inside.

“Everyone, I’d like you to meet Yue Yue…” He pats the cub sitting beside him. “And her brother, Yang Yang.”

“They’re both so precious.” Hana picks up Yue Yue and gently nuzzles her. “Hello there!”

Maxwell clapped. “I’ve never seen anything cuter in my entire life. I mean, apart from Chance.” Chance sits down at Maxwell’s feet with a satisfied huff. Yang Yang backs away from the sight of Chance and reaches his paws up toward Liam. Liam obligingly picks him up.

“Alright, but only for a minute. My arms are starting to get tired. Does anyone else want to hold him?”

“I think Maxwell should.” Emma winked.

Holy crap, for once she didn’t choose me. Thank God.

Maxwell gasped. “Emma…I will never forget this.”

“You owe me one.” She laughed. Liam carefully places the cub in Maxwell’s outstretched arms.

“Uncle Maxwell’s going to take good care of you, little buddy. I read that pandas like having their bellies rubbed.”

That sounds…odd. It’s still a bear…“And you read that…where?” Drake questioned.

“On the internet!”

Everyone watches in alarm as Maxwell tickled Yang Yang’s belly. The cub blinks at him and then playfully bats at his hand and curls up against his chest. “I think I’ve found my calling.” He sighed blissfully.

While Maxwell cuddles Yang Yang, the other cub looks around wistfully.

“Is he okay?” Emma asked, eyes full of concern.

“She’s probably hungry. One of the tour guides was saying they eat for hours every day.” Liam told her.

Maxwell’s jaw dropped. “Wow. Living the dream.”

Emma breaks off a small bamboo stalk and gives it to Yue Yue. She immediately takes it in her paws and starts munching.

“Here, Yang Yang. Same for you too!” Hana holds out another stalk of bamboo to the other cub.

Maxwell sets the cub down as Hana walks over to place a crown of woven bamboo strips on his head. Yang Yang sits still for a moment, then bats it off his head and begins munching on it.

“Oh…”

“It was cute while it lasted.” Emma shrugged.

“He’s a panda. From him, that’s probably a compliment.” Maxwell reassured.

“You might have a career in edible hats.” Emma joked

Chance trots over to sniff Liam’s shoes, but before he reaches them, he spots Yang Yang again. The cub tilts his head as Chance approaches him. They circle each other…and then Chance’s tail begins to wag. He yips happily.

“Chance has good taste in friends.” Liam smiled at Emma.

“I didn’t think these cubs could get any cuter…but I was wrong.” Hana admitted.

Chance picks up a bamboo stick in his teeth and goes bounding away. Yang Yang waddles after him eagerly, and soon they’re playing a game of tag.

Suddenly Emma turns to Maxwell. “Maxwell, are you crying?”

Holy shit he is. Good god, man, pull yourself together.

“N-no! I just have some bamboo dust in my eye.”

A cub falls off a nearby rock and Emma catches it, the cub squeaking in delight. “Hey, you should be careful!” As soon as she sets her down, she goes toddling over toward the rock again.

“Oh no…”

Drake smirked. “I think you just taught her a new game, Rose.”

“It’s okay, I’ll watch her.” Maxwell ran over to the rock.

Drake’s eyebrows furrowed. “Umm…does anyone was to watch this one?” He stops abruptly as Yang Yang is trying to climb up his leg.

What the hell is this?? Get it off!!! Get it off me!!! “Hey! I’m not a tree!” He tries to walk away, but the cub clings to his leg as he moves.

“Drake…he wants you to pick him up!” Emma laughed.

“But what if I drop him?” I can’t be responsible for this thing. It’s terrifying…with those big fluffy ears and those eyes that look right through you and…

“You won’t. Just pick him up!” Emma encouraged.

Drake looks at her, then down at Yang Yang, who’s pouting. “Aww come on, don’t be like that.” He bends down and hoists the cub into his arms.

This actually isn’t so bad. He’s so soft and cuddly and warm and…

“He likes you!” Hana exclaimed.

Drake cleared his throat, resuming his usual scowl of disapproval. “If any of you take a picture of this, I will never forgive you.”

“Aww.” Maxwell complained.

“We’ll just have to savor the moment.” Liam grinned, watching him. They all spend a few more minutes playing with the pandas before one of their caretakers opens the gate and looks at them expectantly.

“I guess that’s our cue.” Emma sighed sadly

“Already?” Maxwell whined.

“We don’t want to wear the cubs out.” She gives Yue Yue one last pat on the head, and Chance trots over to lick her nose. She headbutts Chance playfully before he follows Emma, Liam, and the others out of the enclosure. They remove their gloves and smocks as the panda’s caretakers close the gate behind them.

“So? What did you all think?” Mr. Lee approached them again.

“That was an incredible experience.” Liam told him

“My life has been forever changed.” Maxwell agreed.

“They were so friendly!” Hana chimed in.

“They were pretty cute for glorified balls of fluff.” Drake admitted.

“That was unforgettable. Thank you, Mr. Lee.” Emma smiled, ever the picture of politeness.

Hana has certainly rubbed off on her.

“I’m always glad when visitors appreciate the wonder of such creatures.” Mr. Lee smiled fondly.

Everyone walks ahead except Emma and Liam. Casting a glance over his shoulder, Drake wonders if he should stick behind as well. But then he saw Liam place his hand on the small of Emma’s back, and his fists curled. Nope. I need to keep walking. I’ll see her later.

Up ahead, the towering bamboo stalks begin to open up as the path leads them back to the reserve’s entrance. By now, everyone had caught back up to Drake.

“Ah, this is where I must say my farewells. I need to double-check a few things at the restaurant before the court arrives.”

“Do you need any help?” Hana asked her father.

“No, no. You must stay here with the court!” He gives Hana a quick hug and shakes Drake and Maxwell’s hands.

“I’m glad to have met you both. And I’m especially glad to have met you, Lady Emma. Considering the rumors about you and some of the things I’d heard from Hana…I wasn’t sure what to expect. But now I can see why my daughter considers you a respectable friend.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lee. It was good to meet you too.” He shakes her hand and quickly strides away to the waiting car.

“Emma, that was an actual compliment. He really liked you!” Hana exclaimed enthusiastically.

“I knew we’d hit it off!” Maxwell said confidently.

“It’s not like he complimented you.” Drake said in frustration. Always trying to make things about himself. It doesn’t matter that Emma does most of the talking and the work.

“Yeah, but I could tell that we were bonding.” Maxwell retorted.

Drake rolled his eyes. “…Sure. Anyway, where’s this dinner everyone keeps talking about? We’ve been walking around all afternoon.”

“it looks like the royal motorcade is leaving for the restaurant now.” Hana pointed

“Take me to the food!” Maxwell proclaimed, leading them all into a waiting car and following the royal motorcade to the entrance of a high-end restaurant. Inside, a waiter ushers them to a table. Liam and Madeleine are seated at the front of the room, and beside them, Constantine and Regina.

Emma leaned over the table and spoke in a hushed tone. “I can’t let Constantine out of my sight tonight. If any of you see him getting up to leave…”

“Don’t worry, Emma. We’ll help you keep an eye on him.” Hana patted her shoulder.

“You know what they always say. Four pairs of eyes are better than one!”

“Nobody says that, Maxwell.” Drake snapped.

Maxwell shrugged, unaffected. “It could catch on.”

An elegant shadow falls across Emma as a waiter pulls out the one empty chair at their table. Drake glances up.

Oh no. Not her. Anyone but her.

“I should’ve guessed Madeleine would seat me with all of you.”

Emma grinned. “Olivia, that’s because we’re friends!”

Speak for yourself, Rose.

“Excuse me?” Olivia asked incredulously.

“You’ve helped us a lot with this investigation. We have a common goal. Besides, haven’t you ever heard that ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend’? Let’s just enjoy dinner together.”

Olivia’s mouth was practically on the floor. “I…I suppose I’ve survived worse meals”

“That’ll do.”

Maxwell looked around the room. “When is this food happening, anyway?”

“It should be coming soon, and there’ll be plenty to share. Dinners here are usually served family style. I promise, it’ll be delicious!”

“Forget food. We’ve already got drinks.” Drake nods at an elaborate ceramic bottle in the center of the table that contained rice wine.

And I definitely need a drink to deal with this red headed bitch that just joined us.

Emma picks up the jar and looks at the empty glasses in front of them. She immediately takes Drake’s glass and pours for him first.

His face flushed. “Thanks, Rose.”

“I know your priorities.” She winked. “So, how is it? On a scale of one to whiskey.”

He takes an experimental sip of the rice wine. “…an eight.”

“High praise.” She smirked.

Hana looked over at Olivia. “I, umm, didn’t see you earlier today, Olivia. Were you at the nature reserve with the rest of the court?”

“Yes. A pointless excursion if you ask me.”

“You didn’t get anything out of it? Tranquility, relaxation…cute cubs?” Emma asked.

“No. Watching those sorry excuses for bears tumble about is something that only the weakest of the weak would take pleasure in”

You would think that.

Maxwell tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Someone sounds defensive. The pandas totally got to you, didn’t they?”

Olivia glared at him. “Just because they’re so pathetic and small and defenseless…and furry…with big ears…”

The first course arrives before anyone can reply, but Drake was shocked that Olivia just complimented pandas. Maybe she does have a heart.

Drake looked at his plate and sighed. “Hana…you promised me down to earth food.”

“I promised you good food, Drake. This is a traditional Chinese banquet! It’s time for you to have an open mind.”

Maxwell nodded. “If Olivia can learn to love pandas, Drake can learn to appreciate gourmet Chinese food.”

Olivia’s stare turned icy. “I never said…”

“Come on, Drake, give it a shot!” Emma broke in, ignoring her.

“I know you’ll all love it. This is my favorite dish here!” Hana reassured.

“Hana this looks delicious. I should’ve known your family would feed us something as beautiful as it is tasty.” Emma uses a serving spoon and helps herself to a portion of crispy noodles with steaming vegetables. “MMmmm!”

“Come on, Drake. It’s got the Emma seal of approval.”

Drake ran a hand through his hair.  “Okay, okay…” He serves himself some food and hesitantly bites into an aromatic bell pepper. Damn. This is the best pepper of my life. “For gourmet food, this is…really satisfying.”

“I told you!” Hana squealed in delight.

While everyone eats, they also keep an eye on the royal table. Drake sees Liam locks eyes with Emma and tilt his head in a subtle nod before turning to whisper something to Constantine. A moment later, they both rise from their seats and head down a narrow hallway.

I guess this is it.

Emma turned to the rest of the table. “I need you all to hold down the fort. I’m going to follow Liam and the King Father.”

“What? Why?” Olivia asked, looking completely surprised.

She never told her?

Emma stood up quickly. “Maxwell can explain. Just stay here and act like everything’s normal.”

Drake nodded firmly. “You’ve got it, Rose. We’ll head off anyone who tries to follow you.”

“Be careful Emma.” Hana said nervously.

Emma made her way across the room as inconspicuously as she can. A quiet fell over their table, each person lost in their own thoughts until…

The Queen mother suddenly rushes off with a group of guards to the hallway that Liam and Emma had disappeared to.

Oh no, no, what happened? Is she okay? Is she hurt? I swear to God if Constantine hurt her I will crack his face open.

They waited and waited, but no one ever returned. Whatever happened, they must have left.

“We should really get back to the hotel…” Hana suggested quietly.

“Yeah. I don’t think they’re coming back tonight. We might as well go.” Maxwell agreed.

“Well. This food is getting cold and the hotel lounge has a fireplace so I’m ready.” Olivia stood up and strode away from the table, not waiting for everyone to follow.

Once back at the hotel, the 4 of them waited for Emma in one of the lounge areas. She has to come back eventually…right?

“I’m sure she’s okay, Drake.” Hana murmured, positioning herself so only he can hear.

He gave her a worried look. “You don’t know that.” He responded, just as quietly.

And then they waited, none of them wanting to speculate. Drake only listened as Maxwell filled in Olivia about Constantine being the one behind the scandal, silently willing his dark thoughts out of his mind.

“What are you all doing up?”

Drake snapped to attention as Emma walked into the lounge, a confused look on her face.

Hana breathed a sigh of relief. “First you and Liam disappeared at the dinner, then the Queen Mother ran off….we didn’t know what was happening.”

“We were worried about you!” Maxwell cried, running over to her.

Olivia scoffed. “Speak for yourselves, I’m just here to see if you accomplished anything useful.”

“Did you talk to Constantine?” Drake asked, ignoring Olivia’s comment.

Emma nodded. “Yes, once the doctors at the hospital stabilized him.”

Drake froze. The hospital??  “What?”

She fills them in on Constantine’s collapse, his hidden illness, and his confession. Drake shook his head in disbelief.

Why wouldn’t Liam tell me any of this? He’s known about his father…he kept it all in. Drake couldn’t help but feel hurt at his supposed best friend. Liam used to tell him everything. It was their thing. They were always honest with each other. But then again…It’s not like I’ve been very straight forward with him either, considering I’m in love with the same woman he is.

Olivia glowered. “How dare he. If it weren’t for him, I could have…I could have…” But then her face fell. “I guess it doesn’t matter now. He’s dying. Liam must be heartbroken.”

Drake had to agree with her. “That’s…that’s a lot to take in, Rose.”

Hana nodded slowly. “Yeah. At least you finally know why Constantine did this to you…”

“To both of us.” Olivia reminded, and for the first time, Drake actually felt somewhat sorry for her.

Somewhat. Just a teeny tiny bit.

Emma raised her head high. “Honestly it felt good to confront him. I finally made him face what he did to me.”

There’s my girl.

The corners of Drake’s mouth turned up. “It’s about time he dealt with the consequences.”

“Now, we just have to find Tariq.” She continued.  “And since Constantine said he’d back off, for the first time, I don’t have to be afraid anymore.”

A smile spread across Hana’s face. “Well, since we’re not going to find him tonight, and we’re all up late…we might as well make the most of Emma’s new-found freedom!”

Drake narrowed his eyes. “And what, exactly, does that mean?”

“I want to take you all to the market! Some of the best food I the city is sold at these little outdoor markets, and my favorite one isn’t far from here.”

“Hmm…I won’t turn down more food.” Especially regular food. The food served at the restaurant was good but…still fancy.

Maxwell nodded. “My stomach agrees with Drake. Besides, when’s the next time we’re going to be in Shanghai? We’ve gotta make the most of it!”

“If you’re all heading off to do…whatever it is you’re doing, I can finally get some sleep.”

“You’re invited too, Olivia.” Hana told her gently.

Drake frowned. “She is?”

Hana shrugged. “We couldn’t have unraveled this mystery without her. Olivia, you’re part of the team, like it or not!”

Olivia blinked. “I think it’s clear that I do not…still…I am a big hungry, I suppose we could head in the same direction…at the same time…to the same place”

Hana turned to Emma. “What do you say, Emma? After the day you’ve had, you deserve a treat.”

“And a chance to hang out with your favorite people in the world.” Maxwell added.

Excellent. She’s asking Emma. That means we’re definitely going. Drake smiled as Emma agreed. I really know her so well.

Hana clapped. “Great! You’re going to love every bit of food there.”

“I’m an omni-lover when it comes to food.” Maxwell announced, Drake rolling his eyes.

Emma grinned. “What are we waiting for?”

“For you to catch up!” Maxwell runs out of the hotel.

“He doesn’t know where he’s going!” Hana cried.

Good. Let him get lost.  “I say we go on without him. He’ll find us eventually.”

Olivia sighed. “This is going to be a long night.”

Not like you have to come. I really don’t understand why she wants to hang out with us. Despite what Hana says…she’s not one of us.

After tracking down a very lost Maxwell, the group takes a short walk and comes across a slew of market vendors. Rows of lanterns light up the street.

“Oooooo” Emma looked around in wonder.

“It’s beautiful” Hana agreed

“I suppose it’s nice.” Holy shit I’m in food heaven!

Olivia glared at them. “You expect me to eat food that’s been prepared on the street?”

Emma laughed. “What did you expect when we said we were going to an outdoor market?”

“…Not this. Though I suppose in times of war and conquest, Nevrakis rulers have eaten in dire conditions…”

Ah geez, here we go.

Maxwell runs up to a shop. “Hana what’s this one?”

“That’s shansi eng mian. Eel noodles.”

Eel noodles???

“Is it spicy?”

“Not really.”

Maxwell pondered a moment. “Oh, well…I still want it.” Hana speaks Mandarin to the shopkeeper. The woman smiles and hands the food to Maxwell.

“Behold, morsel! I am Lord Maxwell of House Beaumont, tamer of any meal. Prepare to be crushed by my mighty mandible mastication!” He chomps into the roasted tendril.

Drake looks over the delicacies. I have no idea what any of this is. “I…what do I pick?” He asked uncertainly.

Olivia smirked. “I’m sure there’s a grease stain in the kitchen. That’s more your taste.”

“Funny.” Drake snapped.

“I try my best.”

“Drake…can’t find the one labelled whiskey?” Emma teased.

He rolled his eyes. “Ha…ha.”

“I can find something equivalent for you.” Hana promised.

He nodded. “That’d be nice.”

Hana orders a drink for Drake, and he takes a sip. “At least somebody cares.”

Maxwell suddenly shouted. “Hey, guys! Check this out!” They turn to see Maxwell balancing his now-empty bowl of noodles on his nose. He weaves back and forth, trying to keep it upright.

Emma gasped. “Maxwell---“

“Watch out!” As Maxwell stumbles toward a stand full of large soup pots, Drake grabs him. The bowl clatters to the ground, but Maxwell stays on his feet…then doubles over laughing.

“Gotcha!” He sang out.

Drake looked at him, confused. “What?”

Maxwell grinned. “It was all a clever ruse! I wanted to make sure you still care about what happens to me, and you do!”

That little…. “Maybe I should’ve let you fall into a batch of soup.” Drake told him angrily.

“His foolishness would’ve made for pungent seasoning.” Olivia agreed.

“I object to that statement!” Maxwell pouted.

“I don’t know. She’s got a good point.”

He heard another gasp come from Emma. “Hey…did Drake just compliment Olivia?”

No. No, I didn’t…did I?

“I…”

“Don’t deny it.”

He sighed deeply. “This is a strange day. Let’s not talk about it.”

“Agreed.” Olivia said haughtily, looking just as annoyed as Drake felt.

“I’m glad my antics can still bring people together.” Maxwell walks up to Hana. “Hana, can you help me pick out more food?”

She looked at him uncertainly. “Only if you promise not to put it on your nose.”

“I’ll try.”

Hana chuckled. “I suppose that’s good enough. Come along.” She leads Maxwell down a few stalls.

Olivia turned to Emma and Drake. “I don’t know how you put up with him.”

“It takes a lot of effort sometimes. Not too different than putting up with you.” Drake retorted.

“Olivia, why did you come with us?” Emma questioned.

Good question.

Olivia’s expression turned sad.  “Playing such a minor role here has made me realize…just how much I miss antagonizing people at court.”

Oh my god.

“Olivia, say it with me…friends. Frriieeeeeennnddddsssss” Emma rang out

“You look like an idiot when you do that.” Olivia glared.

“Drake join me. Frreeeeiiiinnddsds”

He shook his head. “Gonna have to take a hard pass on that, Rose.”

Olivia gestured at him. “No, go ahead, Drake. You’re always welcome to make yourself a fool in front of me.”

Emma smiled. “Then you can make yourself look like a fool, too, Olivia. Then we’d all look like fools together. That’s the true meaning of friendship.”

Olivia furrowed her eyebrows. “You’ll have to keep waiting. Forever.”

No issues there.

Maxwell and Hana return with a small basket full of dumplings. “Hey, Drake…I got this for you. It’s called a xiao long bao. Hana says it’s great and I trust that food recommendations are another one of her talents.”

“Oh. Thanks.” That’s….surprising.

“I got some for you too, Emma.” Hana handed Emma a few.

“Mmmmm” Drake was captivated by her lips, the way she wrapped them around the dumpling and the pleasure her face showed.

Drake could feel eyes on him, and turning his head, he noticed Olivia watching both himself and Emma with amusement written all over her face. He cleared his throat and, finally tearing his eyes away, he takes a small bite of the soup filled dumpling, letting the steaming contents cool as Maxwell lingers next to Drake for a moment. “Can we talk?”

Drake sighed. “I suppose I’ve got time while I eat this.” Guess it can’t be avoided forever.

“I’ve never fully apologized for everything that’s happened.” Maxwell started. “I wish I could’ve told you about Savannah. I should’ve figured something out.”

“Oh…” Jumping right into it, alright, I can respect that.

Olivia burst out laughing. “Maxwell knew where Drake’s sister was this whole time? This day just keeps getting better.”

“You hush.” Emma scolded

Olivia rose her hands in front of her. “Of course. I don’t want to interrupt the Shakespearean tragedy before me. I wonder if anyone gets stabbed.”

Ignoring her, Drake turned back to Maxwell. “I’m the one who should apologize for getting out of hand at the bachelor party. I saw Bertrand, and all I could think about was my sister crying.”

“Yeah…That was bad.” Maxwell agreed quietly

“I still don’t understand why you defend him. I know he’s your brother, but still…”

“People only see glimpses of Bertrand, but I know what he’s going through. It’s not something I can share, even with Emma, but he’s sincere in that it’s for House Beaumont.”

Ugh. House Beaumont this, House Beaumont that. “That phrase will be the death of him.”

To his surprise, Maxwell nodded. “That’s what I’m afraid of too.”

Maxwell looks down into his food. Drake taps a finger on the paper plate. This…was good. Good talk. “Hey, Maxwell, thanks.”

“For what?”

Drake smiled wanly at him “For looking out for my sister. I should’ve done more to make her feel like she could trust me.”

“I don’t know if I deserve any thanks. I kept her hidden from you.” He said sadly.

“Because she asked you to. You were supporting and protecting a friend. Look, you had to make some tough choices. Even I’m not sure what I would’ve done in your place. But at least someone good was there for Savannah when I couldn’t be.”

Maxwell smiles softly. “Anything for my friends.”

Drake slowly nodded.  “You’re unlike any noble I’ve met. Or any person for that matter. But I’m glad to call you my friend.” He extends a hand to Maxwell.

“Hey guys, you should hug it out!” Emma broke in.

Are you kidding? “That’s not real—”

“Put ‘er there.” Maxwell embraces Drake in a big hug, and Drake slowly returns it, unable to keep the smile off his face.

“Alright. We’re huggin this one out.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a great hugger?”

Drake immediately pulled away. “Alight. Moment over.”

Olivia looked back and forth between them. “This is disgusting.”

“You’ve barely eaten anything.” Emma said

“Not the food. This display of affection.”

“I think it’s sweet.” Hana piped in.

Olivia rolled her eyes. “Anyone else ready to go? Because I’m ready to go.”

“It is getting late.” Hana agreed.

What? This is terrible timing! “But I just got more food.”

“Speed eating!” Maxwell wolfed down the rest of his food in just a few seconds.

Emma stared at him. “Wow. That has to be some kind of world record.”

“I’ll be waiting up the street, away from this nonsense.” Olivia stalked off, Maxwell running after her while Hana trails behind him. Drake falls back, still working on his food.

“Hey, Drake.”

He glanced up. “Hey, Rose.”

“You know you’ve got a bit of sauce on your face, right?”

Oh that’s so embarrassing.  “I do? Where?”

“There.” She kisses him on the corner of his mouth, and Drake tries but fails to contain his smile.

“Thanks, Rose. What would I do without you?”

“Spend less time blushing, probably.” She winked.

“Who’s blushing?” Oh god, even more embarrassing.

“It’s okay. It’s cute.” She laughed.

 After a short walk, they finally reach the hotel and say their goodnights. Everyone else had already split off into their rooms, and Drake walked Emma to her door.

“Goodnight, Rose.”

“Hey, Drake. What would you do without me?”

He was completely taken aback by the question. “What?”

“You know. If I wasn’t here, what would you be doing?”

Drake pondered a moment, before leaning in and kissing her gently on her cheek. “Just dreaming about meeting you.”

He smirked as her face flushed and turned towards his own room. Mission accomplished.

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friends to lovers!guanlin

genre: fluff word count: 2.2k author’s note: ok i have decided that i’m super bad with summaries so i omitted it hAH :-) send me requests!! :))

• it’s that time of the year again…*dramatic sigh*

• yes,, it is one week before school starts!! honestly,, you’re kind of really daunted by the upcoming year because you finally were becoming a senior

• you can’t actually believe that YOU, someone who still cuddles with soft toys at night and cries like a baby will be graduating soon like hell nah i’m not ready to step out of my comfort zone, not ready for everyone to judge my ugly ass, not ready to be single yet again (not that being single is wrong!! but you just feel kinda like a loser when everyone around you is already dating 🙁)

• in order to make you feel better about yourself, you decided to go to the mall to get some clothes because,, impulsive splurging is your passion (even though you end up regretting it to the max after that) and bless the lord you need some new colours in your wardrobe because every single thing in your wardrobe is black 

• you casually stroll to the men’s section because you just like oversized shirts a lot,, they make you feel bigger and more confident and looks good too so why not!! and the staff don’t actually give a shit about who goes where in their store so nobody would judge you either famous last words

• just as you were reaching for this super cute red shirt that just calls for you, another hand came into your vision and took that last one off the rack

• startled, you spun around to see who the culprit was and got even more surprised because

• a) holy feck this guy is cute (and by cute i mean the handsomest person you’ve ever seen)

• b) holy feck this guy’s aura and face is colder than eating ice cream in the middle of the winter  

• and you just kind of slither away in fear all while keeping your eyes on him like a snake because you ARE a snake since you eat snacks at night even though you promised your diet app not to

• but that was the last of him you saw for the rest of the break (certainly not the last you thought of him tho!!)

• fast forward to the first day of school,, and you’ve guessed it!

• by some miraculous turn of fate, you spot a slightly familiar yet unfamiliar face standing right in front of the classroom beside your homeroom teacher 

• it was him

• and boi, he looked finer than a strand of hair wearing the red shirt he picked that day 

• after your teacher’s explanation, it turns out he was a transfer student from taiwan (oH NO NOT AGAIN *cues groans*) and his name was lai guanlin 

• he instantly became a favourite amongst your classmates,, a chorus of small yet audible sighs from the girls could be heard, and the guys were practically bouncing out of their seats to greet him

• after his introduction (that highlighted his super cute accent), he went to his assigned seat, which was conveniently situated behind you. you had no idea whether he actually recognised you or not,, so you gave him a small, hesitant smile but all he did was to just stare blankly at you so hAh prObabLy nOt

• days passed and he settled in pretty well,, he now was friends with this big group of boys  (including him, there are eleven, you believe) who called themselves wanna one and literally have females and males alike practically salivating at the sight of them, so naturally your hopes of getting closer to him were dashed because you weren’t part of that social circle (besides being friends with daehwi in the student council)

• that was also why you’ve decided to throw the thoughts about him to the back of your mind and busied yourself with the upcoming council president selection

• you actually didn’t want to join it at first, but with the encouragement of your peers, you decided to just wing it and yolo for your last year in high school

• but that was also how you found yourself in a battle of nerves with one of the most popular girls in your school, chaewon (ok pls just insert any name here ur enemy’s your pet’s i just randomly chose one)

• chaewon wasn’t really the baddest bitch around, though she can be a little arrogant and quip sarcastic remarks once in a while,, you don’t dislike her, but you don’t like her either 

•  but for some reason, her looks and athletic abilities (which you, for jisoo’s sake had none) have guys and girls alike, just like wanna one, falling at her feet

• it wasn’t like she was a complete airhead either, she got decent grades, is punctual in handing up her homework too,, which makes her a really strong candidate up against you

• the elections came and went, you gave your speech and she gave hers, and unfortunately, but not unpredictably, she won and got to parade around with a makeshift sash the whole day

• you were…undeniably a little sad because hey you really did put in effort to memorise the script and think about how to improve the school (you spent sleepless nights thinking about that okay) and not freak out while talking in front of so many people but you didn’t get it in the end

• but you didn’t want to sound like a sore loser either so you just kept it to yourself,, 

• hOWEveR

• just as you were about to congratulate her,,, she, in all her winning glory, went

• “honestly, you didn’t stand a chance against me but i just went along with it because it made me feel superior. but good game, you tried your best, but hey, it wasn’t enough!”

• to say that you were crushed was an understatement 

• you…had no idea how to react that, so you just stood there and froze for a while 

• but suddenly, a terse voice that sounded dangerously close to you rang out

• “to be honest, we all know you pulled some strings to win because evidently y/n has a way better personality than you.”

• you spun around (deja vu, anyone?) and lo and behold, you see this tall silhouette basked in light and hOLY MAMA that is ,,, LAI. GUAN. LIN. 

• ?1!?1!?1!??1!?1??1 <— your heart and mind at that moment

• “i hope you won’t let this ‘win’ get to your head,, because i and my friends won’t hesitate to get an appeal for her to take your position if you were to act up like this again, so do us all a favour and get out.” 

• ?1!1!1?1??1?1!1!1!!1!1!1!?1?1?1?!1!1!1!!1!1!!1!1!1!1!!1!1!1!!1!1 <— your heart, beating at a 100 miles per hour as you see him turn around and go back to his friends, not without him giving you a gentle smile (you were certain your face was red now yOu’vE beComE a tOmaTo)

• you didn’t see it but his ears had turned red from shyness aw what a cute baby (but only towards you tho 😉) 

• it was after that day,, you guys just- suddenly clicked

• he gave you a nod the next day when he walked past you to get to his seat 

• and when you turned back to thank him, a full blown smile spread across his face (tHAT SMILE,, YOU KNOW THAT SMILE WITH HIS TEETH AND GUMS) and you felt like ‘shit, i’m getting sucked into this black hole but for some reason i don’t want to come out’

• you don’t notice it but his friends sitting behind him are wiggling their eyebrows and gossiping (mmo, ring a bell??) about how cute of a couple you two would make but none of you caught it since you were busy staring at each other,, sharing a moment

• small talks became real conversations, what originally was mundane became full of laughter and funny stories he told you about his friends (he tells you deep dark secrets about them like how once daehwi was rocking out to ariana grande in the shower and slipped and fell) 

• you told him about your friends as well and how they thought he was the most good looking person they’ve ever seen,, and he just tells you to tell them that he’s not interested

• you kind of want to probe further but you didn’t want it to be awkward either so you just settled for an questioning look you hope conveyed your message but he just gave you an ambiguous smile,,, which kind of made your heart sink a little because…of course he has a crush, he could literally have anyone he wanted why would he even bother about you

• so you just,,, kept your feelings under the radar for the moment 

• but anyone, everyone could see you were heads over heels for him 

• and that he was heads over heels for you too!!!! he had never shown any interest in any girl except for you

• he dismissed any confession letters that came his way, got rid of girls who would stick to him with the very cold look that scared you in the first place

• he never had much interaction with girls 

• heck, he never even smiled that much with guys besides his friends 

• but you two,, clouded with the delusion that your crush would never like you back, continued being friends close to lovers

• until the day before the basketball finals

• yes, guanlin was part of the basketball team, and was the co-captain in fact, which is a really amazing feat considering he just entered your school a few months ago

• you were staying back in school to help settle some stuff with the council since you were still a rank higher up than the rest,, you needed to get everything right for tomorrow’s big game, make sure the ushers know their duty, the students knew where to sit, the court was decorated and at its cleanest state

• and guanlin was practising to get his shots right for tomorrow because he didn’t want to let anyone down,, and most importantly, he didn’t want to look like a loser in front of you!! after two hours of training, the coach let the players go for a thirty minute break before going back to shoot some hoops again

• wandering around the school, he saw the door of a conference room slightly ajar, and heard your melodious voice flowing from it

• peeping in, he saw you standing in front of the board, laying out the plans for tomorrow and observing how you carried yourself, your confidence, your beauty and he came to the conclusion that yo,, it was,, now or never

• clutching the extra jersey he had in his hands tightly, he opened the door, apologised for the interruption and beckoned for you to come out

• you were escorted outside with the sound of wolf-whistles and clapping but you paid no heed to them, only looking at the seemingly flustered boy standing in front of you

• guanlin: “hi?”

• you: “hey!”

• him: “okay so tomorrow is the championship right? you’ll be there right?”

• you: “yes, why do you ask?”

• him, throwing the dry-fit shirt to you: “it’syoursnowpleasewearthistomorrowand…”

• you, barely catching it and not making sense of the situation at all: “and?”

• him: “if i score the winning goal, will you date me?”

• everything went still for a second

• you looked down at the jersey that had his name proudly printed on it and supposedly belonged to you forever now, and looked up at his expectant and nervous face bewilderedly 

• you: “wait, can you repeat that again?”

* him, mildly exasperated that you were taking so long to give him an answer: “date me if i score the winning goal tomorrow.”

• honestly the stunned look on your face makes him want to just pinch your cheeks and kiss you but he’ll resist for the sake of the fact that you might not reciprocate his feelings

• but when you replied him with “okay, deal.”, he couldn’t help but just give you the biggest and loveliest hug you’ve ever experienced

• it was like,, you belonged there

• in that warm cocoon of heat and love 

• and guess what??

• the next day came and everyone, and i mEAN EVER Y ON E was looking at you striding into the venue with his jersey and the wanna one members were just like MY BABY HAS FINALLY GROWN BALLS I AM SO PROUD OF HIM *wipes tears from eyes* 

• you cheered and screamed so loudly for him you swear they could probably hear you from australia and when it came down to the last seconds, where the other team was just leading by two points,, guanlin caught the ball and dribbled it towards the other side of the court

• those seconds felt like ages and just when he was about to make the three-pointer,, he looked at you with that smile on his face

• …and sCORED!!1!1!1!1!1!!1!!1!!!!!!!!

• you jumped out of your seat and hi-fived your friends around you, celebrating their victory until you see them suddenly freezing, looking behind you

• you turned around (again, deja vu???) and saw him, guanlin, with the brightest smile that seriously could light up the universe if he tried 

• “so, date me?”

[vvardenfellcat]

SHIPPING INFO // Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog.

Stolen from uh...lots of people at this point. Took me a while to get to it. @aglitchinemotion finally got my booty in gear tho.

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE(S)?

I have a few... Though it’s more of ‘hey these two/three/etc would be cute and actually get along and heeeeyyyy that might actually work in canon! I wonder...

Nothing’s canon yet for TES!J’hasi, though Aldaril and Morwaen have a one-sided thing going on atm. Mori, pls...show the poor mer some mercy...

Modern!TES AU J’hasi, Maarzi, and Jeer-Rah are a thing, Al and Morwaen are a thing, Icarus and mead is a thing... All the ships. Welcome to my self-indulgent paradise.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?

Depends on how well I know you. Unless you’re Paige I doubt it would go further than fade to black after smooches and whatnot. I’ve started writing the Porns™ to try and see if I like doing it/find it worthwhile, and while I enjoy the emotionally-connected ones, the stand of the night type ones aren’t fun to me. Still have to issue copies to Quality Control to determine their Hot Stuff merit.

TL;DR full blown prons are doubtful unless I’m really close friends with the mun first, else varies between No and fade-to-black depending on how well I know the mun.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

Under 18 is a Hell No, TES is uh...weird with people living hundreds of years and yet some only 80ish or w/e so I guess it depends on how old they seem? Mer, man. Can’t get a good bead on em agewise. I suppose if there’s like a huge gap like Mr. 800 years old shacking up with someone around 400 that would be weird to me. A hundred years gap wouldn’t be too bad assuming the younger is like...30s? 40s? At least. Mid 20s would be the lowest I’d go with something like that, and even then that’s pushing it. Two hundred gap would be ehh...and anything beyond that is sort of a ‘how is each individual case like’?

Modern AU (aka not TES Modern AU) I guess like 10 ish gap is the most? Not much higher than that because then you get weird things of like ‘oh I was a teenager when you were born’ stuff and that rubs me the wrong way.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

I mean I’m a bit selective with rping, like...I can’t up and ship with someone if I don’t know them. And yes, that has happened in the past and it made me not want to ship ever again because someone didn’t know/didn’t care that it’s not cool to write my character for me. And horribly OOC too. Yuck.

Honestly we’d have to be mutuals for a while before I’d be okay with shipping. Especially if it was J’hasi because LET ME TELL YOU THAT BOY FEEL TOO GOTDAMN MUCH FOR HIM GOTDAMN HEART. And yeah they have to have chemistry. And while most of my characters are more easygoing with the romance and boinking stuff, J’hasi is one of those that’s hard to get to that point because Trust Issues and whatnot. Anyone’s welcome to try, just know that we’d have to know each other and the muses in question would have to have some chemistry before anything progresses beyond verbal sparring.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NS.FW?

Once someone goes beyond the belt, that’s the point that I’d say yeah that’s nsfwy-stuffs. Smooches and whatnot are safes, making out, etc, but once someone starts digging around in the other’s pants then yeah that’s a decent marker. I’d likely readmore it once it got beyond smooches for sake of people who don’t want to read two muses fooling around with each other but it wouldn’t get the NSFW tag until aforementioned marker.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?

I thought I was asked this before x_x UHHHHMMM usually it’s more of ‘who’s possible’, since I don’t set anything in stone until the characters meet in RP. I may misread a character and then the ship would be weird once I learn my mistake, so I tend to ask lots of questions of the person in question like ‘if x met y and they did z, how would they react?’ I do this with situations outside of shipping too because I LIKE LEARNING ABOUT CHARACTERS MANG.

Private ships are private ships, usually self-indulgent whatever to help me practice writing interpersonal communication and possibly sexytiems so I can learn what sounds natural because it’s a new type of writing for me, same as when I was first learning how to write actiony stuffs and MAJOR DOOM plots and whatever. The pronoun game kills me because 90% of it is gay. Maarzi and her gf Riheh is one of my fave ships because MAARZI IS SUCH A FUCKING TEASE AND THEN RIHEH CATCHES HER OFF-GUARD CONSTANTLY AND I LOVE THEM.

...I just realized I haven’t done any straight NSFW yet aside from that thread with Moj and Sham. I should...probably remedy that. Oops.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

I’m fine with your character feeling as they will, it’s your character, that’s how they do. It’s when you try to push it onto my character without asking for permission that I get irritated. Like by all means, a character can make passes at mine, flirt, w/e, that’s totally fine. It’s when someone thinks that because my muse reacts a certain way back that they think it’s canon then, which. No. You ask me.

Sometimes my characters flirt back because that’s just how they are. They might be trying to use your muse’s apparent interest to suit their needs. Muses may not explain their reasoning for acting x way, so it’s better to ask me to see if it’s genuine ‘ay let’s ship’ vs ‘my character is using yours to get out of a situation or for their own selfish gain’. Plus, if I don’t know you, a ship isn’t going to happen. I need to know the mun before I make any commitments.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?

I’m with Dust!mod on this one, when it makes sense. I’m not romantically inclined irl, so it’s not like I Need it, it’s just something fun and new to play with, like when you get a new toy. You have lots of other toys, and that’s yet another you have at your disposal. Say that you think that the situation would be more exciting if Mr. Dinosaur came in and interrupted the tea party with some dire news from the front, or maybe he wants to confess that he loves Mr. Sheep and doesn’t want Mr. Sheep to elope with Tonka Truck, or that Tonka Truck was actually using Mr. Sheep for his billions in assets to make war on the Hot Wheels regime. It could be integral to the plot, or just give another facet to it, adding some extra drama to the Shit Going Down. The world is your oyster, friend.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?

Nnnnnnah. I tried AU stuff with other fandoms, didn’t like, and I don’t need multiple verses of the same TES verse to handle. Not to mention like...why would you multiship when you can have polyamory? Way easier imo. Imagine the cuddlepiles. The only exception I have for this is Modern!TES but that’s more of ‘this is my self-indulgent paradise, I’ll make everyone hold hands if I want to’, and that’s...kinda my personal verse since I haven’t really talked about it much and I don’t think other people would be into it lmao

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

If it’s friends, lovers, rivals, sworn enemies, whatever relationship a muse has with another, it’s all good in my book. It’s great to have character-developing interactions no matter how it’s brought about, if your friend is concerned about x habit you have, or if you got the hots for some new friend on the block, or if you can’t fucking stand your new co-worker/peer, or someone decided that You Need To Die For X Reason And You Just Won’t Go Quietly.

I don’t hold any over the others in terms of importance, like sometimes I’m more in the mood for rival battles, sometimes I just want nerds to cuddle and read together. It just depends on what mood I’m in for at the moment.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

Uhhhhhh I can’t think of any atm. I get a stupid grin on my face when me and @brothersofthedominion come up with ideas for our plots involving a giant golden boy and a srs golden girl, but my current favorite ship that I think about a lot is stuck in self-indulgent paradise world.

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?

I gotta know who tf you are first. Ask interactions are good for this, because then it unlocks the possibility of rps, which then once I have a good idea of who you are, then there’s a chance of shipping. Else it’s gonna end up being your muse tryna flirt with mine with little chance of getting anywhere other than flirting back or in J’hasi’s case, likely a big fat |:/