{🌠}- “Is it weird if I wanna keep the knife that almost killed me so I can frame it and hang it up with a little plaque that says, ‘what are you going to do: stab me?’”
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@nonestinventus
{🌠}- “Is it weird if I wanna keep the knife that almost killed me so I can frame it and hang it up with a little plaque that says, ‘what are you going to do: stab me?’”
Apollo wouldn't call himself an artist, but he was definitely proud of the painting he made. A lush jungle with a waterfall and beautiful blue skies. And frogs. Many, many frogs. Next to the painting is a little note, saying 'Happy Birthday, Your Benevolence' in neat calligraphy. He leaves them where the princess can find it easily, and hides himself. He might be proud of this, but he's nervous about Rayfa's reaction.
{🦋}- With all that had been going on recently in Khura’in, the princess had nearly forgotten her own birthday. When she’d come across the painting, she’d almost thought she’d missed a holiday before she spotted the note.
Apollo hadn’t known her for long, but he’d worked so hard to make her a gift, and it had turned out so beautiful. Tears began to prick at her eyes as she carefully held up the canvas; she’d have to find a good place to hang it in her room.”
{Okay I have the relationships page up, and there’s a special marker for if the relationship is a main or not. If you wanna be on the relationships page (main or not), comment on this post or give it a like and I’ll pop into your ims to discuss the type of relationship(s), and with who it’ll be for!}
{Okay I have the relationships page up, and there’s a special marker for if the relationship is a main or not. If you wanna be on the relationships page (main or not), comment on this post or give it a like and I’ll pop into your ims to discuss the type of relationship(s), and with who it’ll be for!}
nonestinventus:
{Doing a mains call! If you want your muse to be the main (insert muse name here) for my muse, then hmu!!
If you are a main for any of my muses (Clay, for example), then that means anytime Clay mentions that particular muse in replies that are not directly to your muse, it is your muse he is talking about.
So if Clay gets a question about Apollo, and someone is his main Apollo, that Apollo will be who they are referring to.
All I ask is that our muses have interacted before. This is not necessarily for romantic relationships only; it’s also for platonic and familial ones as well. Just tell me which of my muses you wish your muse to be the main of!}
{Doing a mains call! If you want your muse to be the main (insert muse name here) for my muse, then hmu!!
If you are a main for any of my muses (Clay, for example), then that means anytime Clay mentions that particular muse in replies that are not directly to your muse, it is your muse he is talking about.
So if Clay gets a question about Apollo, and someone is his main Apollo, that Apollo will be who they are referring to.
All I ask is that our muses have interacted before. This is not necessarily for romantic relationships only; it’s also for platonic and familial ones as well. Just tell me which of my muses you wish your muse to be the main of!}
send a symbol for a mermaid starter
🐬 my muse is a merperson who just got placed in the aquarium where yours works
🌲 my muse is a merperson that saved yours from drowning, only to deposit them on a deserted island
☁ my muse is a merperson who lives by the seashore near your muse’s house. your muse catches them sitting on the rocks peoplewatching one day
⚓ my muse is a merperson, and yours is a pirate who captures them
💧 my muse is a merperson, and yours is the merperson they are betrothed to marry, to unite their underwater kingdoms
💍 my muse is a merperson, and yours is the human they are betrothed to marry, to unite neighboring land and sea kingdoms
Make your muse
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Bonny de Famme
Betty de Famme
"Queen Amara...?" Apollo nervously addresses her, hands behind his back. "Um, I... I have something for you." He presents the queen with a wooden carving of a dragon, about the size of a bookend. "Happy birthday." The attorney keeps his eyes downward, but he's smiling genuinely, if a bit awkwardly.
{🌸}- She was stunned at first, only able to gaze in awe at the beautiful carving job, fingers delicately tracing the little details of the dragon. It was a very thoughtful gift, and she could feel her heart swelling with joy. A smile pulled at her lips as she gently wrapped her arms around the young attorney, trapping him in a grateful hug.
“Thank you, my son; I will cherish this gift always.”
{IT’S AMARA’S BIRTHDAY YALL}
"So," Apollo's laying on Clay's couch, boredly popping a mint into his mouth, "you think we could set off a mini rocket ship using mentos and coke?"
{🌠}- “Depends on how high you’re trying to get it to go.” Clay glanced up from the game he’d been playing on his phone, seriously considering what it would take to launch a bottle of coke into space.
“It’d take a lot of coke and mentos to break the atmosphere, and we can’t even be sure it’d survive it. Still, with enough soda and mints, we could get it pretty high.”
{Oh shit y’all Amara’s birthday is the 10th}
No sign of remorse detected
taiyodoroki:
Humming in acknowledgement, Apollo accepts his gift. “Thanks, Clay.” Smiling, he carefully unwraps his present, a bit unwilling to ruin the effort his best friend put in just to wrap it. A few tugs (and a wince when he inevitably tears the wrapping) later, he opens the box. He gasps softly, a hand flying to his mouth.
“You made this…?” He stares in awe at the pendant. Oh, Clay… “… It’s beautiful.” He breathes. His keen eyes catch the intricate designs, carved cleanly into the material. This must have taken ages, and all for me? Suddenly, he feels a twinge of something, and he makes a small sound of surprise at the unfamiliar prickling in his eyes.
He’s so overwhelmed by happiness, the thought that someone he held so dear would take time to do something like this for him… He turns his head away from Clay, and takes a shuddering breath. It is too much, but not the way Clay thinks.
{🌠}- Relief washes over him when he sees the awe in his friend’s eyes, his grin becoming more gentle. “I made it from a piece of moonrock I got when I was in space. I got it without even thinking, and I knew I had to make something out it for y--”
He stops when he hears the soft noise as Apollo turns away, brows instantly furrowing in concern. “Y-you okay, Apollo?” His hand rests tentatively on the other’s shoulder, lips curving into a faint, wry smile.
“I know I’m no jeweler, but is it really so bad that you gotta cry?” He puts an arm back around Apollo to pull him close and offer a little comfort. “And on your birthday, no less.”
taiyodoroki:
A groan. “I thought you’re supposed to be nice to someone on their birthday, not torture them with Schrödinger’s birthday gift.” He stops tapping his fingers, bringing his left index finger to his forehead in thought. “Homemade, homemade, homemade…” Jewelry? Well, a bracelet would be out of the question. That kind of stuff might be hard to make, though.
Hmm…
Apollo presses his finger into his forehead a few times. After a moment of debating, he decides to go with his gut. He can’t think of anything else anyways. “I can’t believe I’m wasting my last guess on this, but… Is it jewelry?” Lowering his hand, he adds, “I’m getting you back for this, by the way. I’m going to be vague as hell about your present.”
{🌠}- While he isn’t technically wrong, the answer isn’t as specific as he wants. Still, he takes his arm from around Apollo’s waist so he can raise the attorney’s hand to place the box in.
“You know what? I’ll give it to ya. I like to think it’s a little better than just jewelry, but you’re not far off the mark there. So, happy birthday, Apollo!”
All he can do now is simply hope that Apollo likes the gift. He’d spent days carving the crescent moon and stars, even etching fine details onto them to truly give the piece depth.
“Hopefully it’s not too much...”
Trucy: oh neat! I lost a tooth! The tooth fairy’s gonna come!
Edgeworth: tooth fairy?
Trucy: you put teeth under your pillow, and then when you wake up she’s left money
Edgeworth, processing: I see.
Trucy, much later: hey daddy, why does the german tooth fairy leave fifty dollars?
Phoenix: I’m sorry WHAT
{I just thought of the perfect ship for Betty and @bindingties‘ Vera.}