#..{{:sarcasm siren: meg:}}..

[merlinsmushrooms]

‘ when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES! ’

This is the face of a man that does not know consequence.

Slowly he would turn to face her, eyebrows waggling in a cocky teasing fashion. He was going to do it no matter what she said. He’d do it no matter what anybody said. Was he mad? Indeed. Perhaps one too many bottles of wine had completely and utterly destroyed any semblance of sanity he had left, but he was going to do it.Oh yes, he was.Right now.This very moment.“What could go wrong?”And with that,it went wrong.

[merlinsmushrooms]

🔥 Our muses drink hotchocolate and cuddle next to the fireplace!

“It’s enchanted.” he’d explain sheepishly as he stared intently into his own mug.The trick was children’s magic; simple, but still delightful enough for even adults.Little white dots of marshmallow were only plain for a moment, but as the drink cooled, their shapes would begin to bend and shift into forms befitting the season. Little snowflakes were the most common - he wasn’t exactly talented - but occasionally there’d be the shape of faeries and presents as well. His focus when casting wasn’t exactly there, but he was at least successful. 

“…this is actually my niece’s favorite drink.”

[merlinsmushrooms]

…seeing someone else getting too close to your muse = ⚑ - from Meg

It was as things has always been— even if this circumstance was slightly different.He had at least thought her a friend, as did she in return.That would be enough for him though. He’d get over it just as he always had.

Watching from atop the upper balcony of the ballroom, he would sigh and lean his back against the railing, pretending not to watch over his shoulder at the courtship taking place below. He knew what he was seeing; he had watched it for years from the same position. These parties were, after-all, a time for such flirtations. There was something alluring about a sassy woman from a far-away land attending such a formal event, and it was no surprise than many a man would attempt to strike up at least conversation. 

He would hear the stories of her suitors in the morning begrudgingly, but he would be there.That’s what Sofia taught; to actually listen, even when it’s something that’s painful to hear.It’s what friends did. 

[merlinsmushrooms]

@contractualsarcasm - liked a starter call. ---

“I must warn you that if you do decide to visit Enchancia, you will be swarmed by the most demanding royal children. I may speak praise of Sofia, but she will not leave you alone— especially if she finds out that we’re a tad more than mere acquaintances.”

[merlinsmushrooms]

@contractualsarcasm - wanted a starter for the holidays. --- “Wassalia is an ancient holiday in Enchancia. It’s been celebrated since before Enchancia was even Enchancia. Granted, I don’t usually partake in the celebrations. I work it. But, if you’re interested, I’m sure I know somebody who would be more willing to do the whole holiday spiel with you.”