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@misflirt asked : “ i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it. ” / tre
Tre’s bottom lip was tugged between his teeth as his hand moved across the canvas. He let the brush glide across it. When Evie spoke Tre smiled and looked her way. “Thank you.” He tell her softly. “Come here.” He said holding his hand out to her.
“Paint with me.” Tre pulled her to him, an arm wrapping around her waist.
― @misflirt gets a beach party lead up starter .
𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 at the rack of what he imagined were handpicked shorts and shirts or various colours and fits, accepting the first hanger with an expression like gonzo was preparing for the shirt to spontaneously combust in his hands.
❝ do i have to try them all on? can't i just pick one and that's it? ❞
the day was finally here. mal was moving into her new dorm at auradon university and she was as excited as one could be. well, as excited as one could be considering their mother had just been locked up for attempting to overthrow the king of auradon. it was a wonder mal hadn't been expelled just for her association to her mom, but here she was. she was almost certain her father had something to do with it — not that they spoke often.
she'd been nervous about meeting her new roommate and now the day had come. she'd overpacked, but found that as she brought her things up to her room ( with the help of a little magic ), the rooms seemed a little larger than she thought they'd be; from the hallway, at least. she was just barely to her room.
when she got to her room, 511, she was gifted with a face she hadn't seen in a while, and her neutral expression turned upward into a smile as she used her magic to guide her things to the open side of the room. ❝ evie? you're my roommate? i can't believe this! did you know? i had no clue. oh, this just made so many things so much better. ❞ she's relieved when she realizes it means she doesn't have to deal with someone getting used to the idea of her being the daughter of the woman who tried to take the throne. with evie, she could just be. she was thankful for that.
❝ how've you been? ❞ // @misflirt
☾✧.° ( @misflirt said: 12 . a kiss that seals a marriage ) °.✧☼
The prince had to refrain from bouncing with excitement and leaning in as the officiant said “by the power invested me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.” He just wanted to kiss her already. So much had led up to this moment, years of love and chaos, months of planning and more chaos. Now he was staring at his beautiful now wife with a wide grin. “Apollo, you may kiss the bride.” He didn’t hesitate. “Fucking finally.” He chuckled, reaching for her face and pulling her into a kiss. One hand moved to her hip and he dipped the beautiful sapphire haired princess.
☾✧.° ( kiss prompts ) °.✧☼
@misflirt said: ❛ where’s my fucking teenage dream ? ❜
another day, another round of evie getting mad at apparently invisible things in the house. she’s learned to witness such scenes quietly, never addressing the strange things happening that she can totally see despite not knowing whether the younger woman is aware or not. “ yeah, i wonder that too. ” she echoes, spoonful of froot loops stuffed in mouth as fingers flip through newspaper of the day. “ maybe your dream needs a make over. ” added absent mindedly, convinced to have come with such a good joke given evie’s line of work. “ maybe you need a change of scenary --- this country is not really stimulating. ”
@misflirt said: “ isn’t that my shirt? ”
“ no? ” excpet it is. one quick last glance in front of mirror and she turns around, tight lipped smile quick to fade when met with evie’s rather unfriendly stare. “ okay, yes, it’s your shirt. ” finally confessed --- how the mighty fall when it comes to friendships. “ look, it’s laundry day and i really need a cute shirt. ” better not specify what for yet, might still get in evie’s good graces enough to let her keep the clothing item just today. “ i know --- should have asked first, but it’s an emergency and i really need to make a good impression. ” puppy eyes added for good measure. “ you’ll get it back in one piece, i promise! ”
@misflirt said: ❛ i only have three real friends . ❜
“ jesus, i hope it’s not us? ” comes out harsher than intended, worried expression on features not for her but mostly at the idea that someone with a seemingly put together life would ever associate to such a mess --- an assassin, a fugitive and a dealer seem enough to not want to have anything to do with, but perhaps she’s underestimated evie. another sip of coffee is taken before she speaks again. “ listen, i know i wasn’t honest from the beginning and well... that’s my fault. ” she begins, apologetic smile before shoulders shrug. “ but it’s kinda bad, and i get it if you’d rather find some other friends --- that’s all i’m saying. ”
☾✧.° ( @misflirt said: ✿ ) °.✧☼
For Artie bc Ollvie is established as #married
