#guildofmuses

[scribesnotes]

@guildofmuses - " I need your help." (from Kaveh)

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That  was  something  that  Alhaitham  was  used  to  hearing—he  was  busy  on  the  couch  where  he  was  reading.  He  let  out  a  small  exhale  in  exasperation  before  he  put  his  bookmark  in,  getting  up  after  placing  it  on  the  coffee  table.

There  wasn’t  really  a  way  for  him  to  predict  what  exactly  Kaveh  could  need.  There  was  simply  too  many  options  and  not  that  he  wasn’t  capable,  but  sometimes  his  boyfriend  struggled  with…  confidence?  He  was  more  than  capable  of  doing  whatever  it  was  on  his  own  and  instead  needed  someone’s  reassuring  presence—usually  him.

❝What?  Do  you  need  me  to  measure  a  doorway  for  you?  Again?❞  Alhaitham  called  out  into  the  house  that  the  two  shared,  searching  around  for  where  exactly  the  architect  was.  That  was  often  harder  than  people  would  imagine  because  for  all  Alhaitham  knew—he  could  have  gotten  stuck  in  the  floorboards.

While  that  was  an  exaggeration  and  never  truly  happened—the  two  had  gone  through  enough  oddities  of  each  other  to  know  that  anything  was  possible.

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[mushroommonarchypeach]

Tea Parties and Peace Talk (Closed RP with guild-of-muses)

“Is the cake almost ready?” Peach asked one of her Toad servants as she gave herself a once-over in the mirror. “Almost, my Lady. It’s got  a few more minutes to cool, then we can dress it with the icing you made, and have it out in time before you and your....guest..have finished the sandwiches.” Peach nodded. “Very well. You’re dismissed.” Her blue eyes shined back at her in the reflection of the mirror. She wore a different dress than her usual ballgown, though it was the same shade of pink. This one hugged her legs a little more like a skirt, and had shoulder straps. It also ended just above her knees, giving off a formal-casual mix of a vibe. Her hair was done up in a ponytail and she wore no gloves. Her heels were less raised, more casual. In all, she felt she looked good for today’s schedule. She was going to sit down at a private, one on one tea party with Bowser, the King of the Koopa Kingdom. She offered him a chance for a peace talk. This was more or less, a test. Could the Koopa King resist swiping her up or attacking her castle long enough to discuss a potential peace between his kingdom and hers? She wondered. “Ma’am, he’s here.” Called a servant at her door. “Wonderful. I’ll be right down.” With that, she made her way to the main throne room, expecting Bowser to be waiting for her. She hoped this went well. Despite all the times Bowser had kidnapped her, she never really felt hate for the Koopa King. She wanted to make things work.

[mgicunleashed]

@guild-of-muses one-liners ( Peach & Daisy )

     🎔𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒫ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽;;– ‘ Never have I seen a cake deflate like a balloon... This is a first for me. ‘

[ofamess]

@guildofmuses

A  hum  from  his  lips,  as  he  moved  to  place  the  cup  of  tea  next  to  the  other.  "  You  know,  you  keep  sulking  around  and  not  talking  to  me.  I'm  going  to  start  thinking  you  truly  hated  me."  The  male  let  out  a  hum  from  his  lips  as  he  took  a  few  steps  away  to  pour  himself  his  own  drink.  "  Just  because  we  had  something  in  the  past  doesn't  mean  we  can't  make  a  new  feature."

[scribesnotes]

@guildofmuses | X

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The blonde was sitting on the couch, deeply focused on sketching, wearing more casual, comfortable attire that revealed his bare shoulders. It was clear the architect wasn't going to leave the house that day, as he was in an artistic fever of inspiration. So much so that he didn't hear his roommate sneak behind him and took the chance in what Kaveh thought was an act of affection, which turned out to be affectionate teasing.

He felt the other's teeth sink into his shoulder, which spooked him at first before he turned and frowned in a melodramatic way.

"Why can't you just give me a normal morning kiss goodbye like other boyfriends?" Kaveh huffed and set down his sketch book. "If you wanted my attention, then you should have just spoken up." Kaveh was already plotting how to get his revenge. He bites him back when he least expects it and leaves a bruise!

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A  deep  sultry  laugh  escaped  Alhaitham’s  lips  as  he  witnessed  his  boyfriend’s  melodramatic  response—it  never  failed  to  make  his  day.  He  had  leaned  over  the  couch  back  to  bite  him.  Something  he  usually  wouldn’t  do,  but  he  enjoyed  keeping  Kaveh  on  his  toes.  An  occasional  surprise  was  good  for  the  coward—especially  when  it  was  from  a  suitable  party.

❝I  thought  I  would  try  something  else  for  once.❞  Alhaitham  admitted,  wrapping  his  arms  around  Kaveh’s  head  and  resting  his  head  against  him  to  try  to  get  a  glance  at  the  sketch.  Too  bad  that  his  roommate  closed  the  sketchbook  before  he  was  able  to  get  ample  opportunity  to  review  it.

❝Are  you  working  on  something  new  or  a  work-in-progress?❞  He  asked  as  he  let  go  of  him  and  offered  his  hand  out.

❝May  I  see?❞

Typically  the  scribe  was  gone  by  that  point  in  the  morning  and  while  he  had  plenty  of  time  set  aside  for  getting  there  on  time.  It  was  an  off-day  for  him.  He  was  awfully  meticulous  with  his  record  and  time-keeping,  which  was  beneficial  for  his  work  after  all.  He  was  in  his  usual  work  clothes,  already  ready  for  his  day,  but  he  was  more  than  willing  to  take  the  time  to  check  in  on  his  boyfriend’s  work  if  he  had  time.

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[scribesnotes]

@guildofmuses | X

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✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.

Kaveh still couldn't believe he was sitting in the lair of a dragon god, in place of the princess who should have been here, but his noble family decided to switch them. He hoped this god wouldn't be too angry and would accept him despite not being the true princess; he was, in fact, the prince of this nation.

The blonde sat there staring at the massive form of the verdant dragon, and while most people would be afraid, Kaveh was not; he was fascinated. He thought dragons ate princesses and not begging for their favor? What was happening?

"Uhh, I'm going to be honest with you since you haven't killed me yet, but you were tricked. I'm not the princess of the kingdom but the useless prince," he held up his wrists. "Can you help untie me?" There were tight ropes around his wrists, which hurt.

"I'll draw you if you do."

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The  dragon  loomed  quietly—almost  silently  given  his  massive  form.  He  was  familiar  with  this  offering  of  flesh.  Princesses  in  exchange  for  some  illusion  of  protection  when  his  protection  was  already  guaranteed  and  he  had  no  interest  in  their  foolish  assumptions.  He  often  would  propose  a  partnership  between  that  and  the  offered  human  kin—a  favour  for  a  favour.  The  gender  mattered  not,  but  he  must  admit  that  he  was  pleasantly  surprised  by  the  offering  this  time  around.

The  way  the  blond  man  sat  there  with  curiosity  and  near  wonder  when  faced  with  unparalleled  strength  and  perceived  death  brought  Alhaitham  a  feeling  of  connection  with  this  so-called  ❛useless  prince.❜  He  seemed  much  more  useful  than  those  he  was  given  before  and  while  not  used  for  the  reasons  that  most  humans  thought—

Alhaitham  lifted  his  head  up  curiously  at  the  mention  of  such  a  commodity  as  art.  Humans  found  so  much  more  interest  in  material  things  that  he  didn’t  believe  that  any  would  offer  him  such  a  service  nor  did  he  thought  he  would  care  about  such  vain  treasures.

❝You  are  an  artist?❞  The  Dendro  dragon  asked,  opening  his  mouth  to  speak  such  words.  He  genuinely  was  surprised  by  that  reveal  and  he  did  intend  on  taking  him  up  on  the  offer.

❝Then  that  shall  be  your  favour  to  me,  treasure.❞  For  that  was  what  these  offerings  were—treasures  for  him  to  hoard  as  he  wished.  He  stood  up  onto  his  claws,  reaching  over  with  his  mouth  wide  as  if  he  intended  to  swallow  Kaveh  whole  before  he  hooked  his  fang  beneath  the  rope.  Alhaitham  ground  it  between  his  teeth  to  free  him  before  returning  back  to  his  hoard.

❝What  is  it  that  you  wish  for  me  to  do  for  you  in  turn?❞  The  dragon  asked  with  a  low  voice—as  if  slumbering  for  hundreds  of  years  which  was  not  far  from  the  truth.

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[kujakuodyssey]

@guildofmuses

"Who on earth is coming to my shop this late in the evening..." Mai wondered, usually no one was knocking on her door after the shop was closed.

Walking down to the door, she opened it to raise an eyebrow at whoever was out this late.

"It must be pretty urgent if you're coming to me after hours. What can I do for you?"

[electricea]

little fluff thing for @guildofmuses!

"Go ahead, you go first...!"