Hai 🙈, I saw that you reblogged the Love potion ask... so please can I ask for..💍 with maybe Hellbell (the idea sounds very chaotic with them both involved.)
Or if you prefer... 🍓 with anyone of your choice with Ptolemy ?
When I’m ill and sick for comedy cope
Send 💍 for my oc to be over the top "lovecrazy" with someone of your choice!
🌋.
It was a late night at Night Raven College. Pleiade had invited Andreas to stargaze on one of his rare breaks.
“Thank you for inviting me, Campbell.” He said as he sat down on the blanket she brought.
“It’s really no problem, Hellhaven! I made sure to bring energy drinks from the cafeteria too, so neither of us ended up falling asleep this time.” She laughed.
“Ah, that’s smart. Expected of a Diasomnian to plan so efficiently.” Andreas remarked, taking a bottle for himself. “So what stars will you teach me tonight?”
Pleiade blushed at the compliment, before beginning a ramble about the constellation Ursa major. Andreas listened attentively, a slow but steady fondness growing in his chest.
…
“Oh! And that's Andromeda. It’s one of the prettiest constellations, since it depicts a legendary princess from old.”
It was later into the night, Pleiade had been speaking about the stars without pause. Andreas remained silent–a normal occurrence if one knew him long enough, but not this time.
“But you probably know a lot of cooler princesses, aha…”
“Quite the contrary. I actually find you to be the most charming, Miss Campbell.” The dorm leader retorted.
“...Huh?” Pleiade faltered. She turned to Andreas only to find him looking right back, with an unforeseen seriousness to his expression.
“You’re the most beautiful lady I’ve ever met. The way you carry yourself is unrivaled, and your looks could make even the stars appear dim.”
“E-excuse me?”
“Have I ever mentioned how gorgeous your eyes are?” Andreas brought himself closer to the quarter-fae, “They remind me of jewels the color of clouds.”
Pleiade backed away in return, before feeling a cold object on her hand. Looking down, she noticed an empty bottle of the rumored love potions from Piraticus.
"How did that get with the energy drinks?!!!” She thought, coming to the horrid realization that Andreas somehow got his hands on the glass, likely assuming it was a regular beverage.
“H-haha, Andreas, we might need to call this hang out off–”
Andreas ignored her. “ I need to ask something of you,”
“In fact, we may need to call your brother too, ah , but it’s so late–”
“I’ve actually been meaning to ask you some time now–”
“Maybe Daryn? He’s usually awake–“
“I don’t care if my mother would reject us.”
Without even the slightest warning, Andreas grabbed both of Pleiade’s hands. Staring into her eyes with an fervent passion, he blurted out a sentence that made her turn beet red:
“Would you be the queen to my throne, and marry me?”
Shocked, Pleiade let out a yell before knocking Andreas clean out.
As she carried Andreas’ unconscious body to Caldera, she asked Daryn to keep Andreas distracted from any visiting until the next night. Already understanding the circumstances, the vice-leader obliged without question.
