💓//comes back from the grave for this meme//-@alphatwxn
Your muse has consumed a love potion and fallen for mine. Send me 💓 for my muse’s reaction to realizing this.
Drinking unmarked mysterious liquids upon impulse again? Cute. Mabel never changed. It’s what he liked best about her.
“Mabel darlin’, where did you find that hun?” It certainly wasn’t one of his. The vial did have an aesthetically appealing cut to it. Like a diamond with a faceted base. The contents itself were iridescent, similar to an abalone shell. Gideon considered asking her if he could keep the glass.
“I hope that isn’t rat poison dear.”
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It wasn’t as if Mabel always went around drinking whatever strange liquid she came across…
But she would have been lying if she had said that this was the first time.
Crinkling her nose at the sickly sweet taste, she looked down at the bottle she held in her hands curiously, the aftertaste reminding her of something she couldn’t quite put her finger on, but she knew it was something she knew, something familiar. The voice breaking through her thoughts was the very same. Turning around, eyes wide, she met the familiar yet strange gaze of someone she had never expected to see here.
‘Oh, it’s Gideon.’ And then, as if the weight of her sudden affection had hit her all at once, she took a step back.
‘Oh, it’s Gideon.’
It took about all of a second for her to forget completely about the vile in her hand, along with everything that didn’t have to do with the man standing in front of her, a grin lifting the corners of her mouth as a blush made its way across her features.
“You’re too sweet– I mean, you taste sweet… I–…” She cleared her throat, looking away nervously. “… It tastes too sweet to be rat poision.” She managed to clarify.
