#jamesgpeach

[natistheworst]

ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table. (pim)

[Pim is perfect and adorable, but not my character. A number of liberties have been taken, so nothing is cannon unless Kate says so~] @pimchaiket

Sitting in the dining hall, Cas had been paying more attention to his phone than he had been his food or surroundings. He’d gotten there late for the proper meal, only a few people were left in the room and everything was rather quite. Still, he was enthralled enough in the game he was playing to not even notice as someone sat down across from him. 

He was in the middle of taking a bite when he felt something against his leg. Assuming it was his mind playing tricks on him, Cas carried on with what he was doing. Shortly after, another one came, this time accompanied by a giggle. Cas looked up from his phone, a grin spreading across his lips as he recognized Pim. He’d had a lot of fun with her the first time they met and looked forward to more in the future. 

It only took him a second to figure out that she was connected to the mysterious feeling on his leg. She ran it up again, this time making it just past his knee. His breath hitched a little in his throat, surprised at how bold she was being. Still, he couldn’t keep the smirk off his face as he moved his own leg out, catching her ankle before she could fully retreat. 

Setting his phone down and ignoring his food he rested his chin on his hand, keeping constant eye contact with her. Below the table the two struggled for dominance, Pim doing her best to do as much as she could to touch him and Cas trying to pin her feet down. Cas thought he’d almost won, having her shoe clasped between his feet, when she deftly slipped her foot from it. 

Her foot found the sweet spot between his legs, only encouraging his grin to spread. From the looks of her deep blush though, and the giggle that accompanied it, Cas wasn’t sure she’d done it intentionally. 

On purpose of not, Pim flexed her toes, causing Cas’ breath to hitch slightly. That was the moment he decided they needed to find somewhere a little more private. “I was thinking about going for a walk in the gardens after dinner. What to come?” he proposed with a devilish grin. 

[rebelwithacausesolveig]

[text] I just saw you leave with them. (from Ivan)

[text]: 1. with who? 2. from where? 3.How the fuck did you get my number?

[text]: Also, I will kindly remind you, little prince, it is not your payroll I am on, and who I choose to spend time with is none of your business. 

@princeromanov

[natistheworst]

[drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin (from Pim)

[text]: Wait, what?

[text]: I don’t know if I can help? Like actually dying? Should I bring the Doc?

[text]: PIM! Fuck, where are you? I have Will.

@pimchaiket

[stella-mayne]

🙇

🙇They meet someone new and first impressions are good

No doubt about it she walked away considering that person a new friend- or at least an acquaintance. Zoey rarely leaves a bad impression (minus her first impression with the Russian prince, that was a fluke) and even more rarely considers someone having left a bad impression on her. Unless they are downright rude- which hasn’t really been the case in her past but even then she likes to give people the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they were having a bad day? 

[stella-mayne]

Timeline 12

12. the timeline in which they had a person in their life when they needed one the most.

The person she needed most at the time was the very one that had been snuffed out from under her– her sister. In a slightly altered timeline, for Zoey to have this person, she- ironically- would have first had to be the person that person needed. Having answered her call that day instead of waiting till her class wrapped up to try and return the call. Very inception-ish.

[stella-mayne]

📬

📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox.  How does your character react?  Who would it be from?

“Confused. My mom is hardly ever vague- if anything she drawls on and on albeit unnecessarily but for some reason it was very cryptic.”

[matthias-meijer]

♘

♘- one Muse drops a bucket of ice water on the other, mistaking them for someone else

@jamesgpeach

As soon as the water hit Matthias as he walked through the stable entrance he’d felt himself skid with it mixing with the stray hay that was beneath his feet. It was the last thing he had expected of course, the boy already shivering as the temperatures cooled the already cold water that started to really seep into skin and chill him to the bone. Eyes darting around, the Prince finally located the source of his misfortune standing off to the side of the entrance with a small bucket in his hand. At least he had the grace to look a little guilty as if it was a mistake. But he was at a loss for words if he were being honest. Who just tossed a bucket of water on somebody they didn’t even know? “Did I offend you or something? I was pretty sure the stables were open but a simple ‘The horses are done for the day’ would have sufficed.”

Oops! First Interactions!

[madlena-kovacic]

🎄 (James, Ivan or Pim)

It all started with the words,”let me explain” which in turn somehow managed to turn into Madlena standing there with a piece of paper and a carefully drawn out diagram in purple ink. “You.” She pointed to the male and then to the paper where the word horse boy had been scribbled. “Cannot kiss friends of friends…or” she waved her hand unable to produce the proper term, “whatever you two call it. That would be like one of us…” Madlena directed the tip of the pen to the stick figure drawings of princesses. “Going after a boy that the other liked. It is bad blood as they are calling it. You are friends…we will go with friends of Mia, da? I too am friends with Mia and therefore the mistletoe must be used to make brandy. I do not know why you cannot keep up.” 

@jamesgpeach