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[irish-emerald]

@luckyno4

"I swear if this is some new internet trend, I'm going to quit life" she walked over, avoiding standing right under the chocolate stuck on the ceiling just in case it starts dripping.

"I'm actually impressed you got it on the ceiling."

[rheinherz]

luckyno4 started following you

“I could have sworn you owed me something. What could it be?”

[teatimescones]

Continued from { x } // @luckyno4

His face paled as he realised he had let his emotional guard down in his dreamy state.

It had always been a torment for him to relieve the memory of that rainy battlefield in Yorktown — it was the very first departure of a child of his own.

He had long resigned to the fate that it had left a burning wound in his heart, but he wouldn’t want to burden his colonies with it. Especially not Leon; the boy was observant, and worrying him was the last thing the country wanted.

Arms stretched out to gently pull Leon into a hug, Arthur was well aware that his ward was awaiting his reply once his eyes met Leon’s golden ones.

“It’s fine,” he muttered, putting on his best effort to keep his tone light. “The past is in the past.” He was fighting to ward off the last part of the dream. Adding salt to injury, the nightmare had him being abandoned by all of his children — a fear which he had held for long.

“Leon… Will you stay?” His hold tightened as he spoke lowly, as if he was afraid to hear the answer. “I know it’s a lot to ask, but please, don’t go.”

[chuantiandehua]

@luckyno4 from here!

Hui Fang breathed out a sigh of relief that it was just her brother breaking in her place, so she didn’t whack him with her ladle.

“You scared me there!” She protested softly before her pout turned in a big grin and she jumped over to hug him tight. “But hey, hey, you’re more than welcome! Come in, come in, I was just making food!”

[teatimescones]

Trading as always been deemed important to the British Empire, and the news that his merchants had founded a settlement in their recent quest to establish a trading tie with China had Arthur setting sails to the tiny port with his crew. Yet to set foot on the oriental world, he was looking forward for another thrilling expedition, which had been greatly missed.

It was a long journey, but Arthur couldn’t find it in his heart to complain with the gentle breeze bringing him the familiar salty scent of the ocean. Emerald eyes twinkling as the wind caressed his body, Arthur once again found himself free and at ease, much like when he was a privateer on conquest; with an enormous empire on hand, he was no longer capable of captaining his ship as often. 

Rum and gin, lobscouse and hasty pudding, singing and dancing – a much more vibrant lifestyle was offered by the sea, and the nation had enjoyed every moment of it until one of his helmsmen alerted him of their imminent arrival to their destination. 

It was a sheltered, deepwater harbour, ideal for logistics and defence. The territory might be small, but it was an excellent strategical location. 

The peaceful community and the serene seaside had brought reminiscence of the past when he was simply a little island nation. The distinctive scent of agarwood was a gentle reminder that he was at a foreign land, however; and his mind was quickly pulled back to his much anticipated exploration. 

It didn’t take long to locate his prospective guide. A young child was sitting on the wooden dock, staring at the vast ocean. Peculiarly, even though the boy was under the bright, shining sun, the lone figure seemed to resemble himself as a child in run. Was he mistaken or that loneliness was indeed emanating from him? 

Nonetheless, Arthur was determined to drive the forlorness away. He was uncertain if inviting him as a companion would be successful in achieving his goal, but it wouldn’t hurt to try. 

“Excuse me, would you mind taking me for a walk?” Keeping his voice gentle and soft, the last thing Arthur wanted was intimidating the small form clad in the red robe, the silhouette a stark contrast to the waves in front of him. 

“I mean no harm, but I’d need to familiarise myself with the area. May I ask for your help? I promise to extend the same courtesy to you shall the need arise.”

@luckyno4

[teatimescones]

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Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following | @luckyno4

Their first impression of your muse: Sweet and caring, Leon has been the perfect boy for him. Arthur has only wished for Leon to be more talkative. 

Current impression: Mischievous and sophisticated, he is so different from the little colony he brought back home a century ago. He is proud of his accomplishments, but he worries about him during the recent days of political turbulence. 

Are they attracted to your muse?: Arthur will probably refuse to answer this out of sheer embarrassment, but he does feel for him. 

Something they find frightening about your muse: His ability to keep his emotions and thoughts hidden. Despite having raised him since Leon’s childhood, Arthur has found it hard to read into his feelings. He understands him to a certain extent, but he can’t help  but feel like there is something missing… that he has not fully known him yet. 

Something they find adorable about your muse: His smile. His smile has always been lovely. Its rarity only adds onto its beauty. Not to mention that is the time Leon really looks his appeared age, with a hint of youthfulness!  

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: He would if he can and is ever allowed to; he thinks he has lost that right ever since that fateful year. 

Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic: Sure for a platonic date. Arthur would probably be shocked if he is asked to go on a romantic date with Leon, but he can’t find it in his heart to reject him. It’s difficult enough for them to see each other, and Arthur isn’t going to pass on an opportunity to meet him. 

One word my muse would use to describe yours: Pearl. He is always the pearl of his crown, no matter what. 

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: Of course not! 

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: Most certainly if it’s familial. He has done that all the time when Leon was small, after all! He will be flustered if it’s something more, though! 

[teatimescones]

‘ you were talking in your sleep. ’

* SOFT FAMILY THINGS

A rosy blush appeared on his face as he heard his charge’s words. 

How embarrassing… Arthur hoped it wasn’t anything indecent, but nothing could be certain considering he decided to sate his appetite for alcohol the night before. 

“My apologies…” Emerald eyes half-lidded, he wasn’t fully awake yet. However, he was well-aware of Leon’s presence by his bedside as he reached out for a pat on his head. 

“Up here with me, poppet. Tell me, what did I say?” Arthur patted the space beside him on the bed, waiting for Leon to settle against him. 

[irish-emerald]

“I know a lot about corn.”

“Really? That’s pretty random.” After a moment of thinking she chuckled lightly. “Actually, I know at least fifty different ways to cook a potato so I guess we both have some random knowledge.”