#somnifernecto

[seekerofstarlight-blog]

She leans down, hands on his shoulder, and places a kiss close to his eye. "Hey. I'm in a weird mood. We should go out." | She's being pouty and lovey. Quick, Eph, help!

Ephemera tilted his head to the side, squinting a little due to the kiss despite his smile. “Alright, Starshine. Where to?” He wasn’t about to complain, or really ask about the affection. Sometimes Prosper just got into... moods. “Is this a weird ‘I want to go party’ mood? Or a weird ‘lets chill somewhere that isn’t here’ mood?” 

[gamingforcredits-blog]

OH CIPHER WHY. I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHIN’ I SWEAR. 

[seekerofstarlight-blog]

Queen of Hearts

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Ephemera smiled at her excitement. It always made him feel... well, something warm, when he saw her happy. Excited-happy was even better. He dug the parcel out of his bag, the gift flat and covered in blue, starry paper. “Consider it a part-one. I’ve been eyeing something at the department store for you too, but... well, I wanted to give this to you first.” He offered it to her, but not before straightening out the gold bow. “Careful with it.” Even if he had gotten a stiff folio to put it in, so it wouldn’t get wrinkled, he would hate to see it damaged. 

[ironbloodsister]

💕

She’s unsure how to respond to this.

[seekerofstarlight-blog]

Oberon | Because serious or not, I think this will be adorable / hilarious.

[My muse will attempt to seduce yours!] 

“Hey, Pros?” Ephemera sat on Prosper’s bed, watching her try on outfits for her latest event. There was something very serious in his expression, although it was teetering on amusement. “Not that that dress-stole combo isn’t breath-taking on you, but I think it might look better on the bedroom floor, if you get my drift.”

[seekerofstarlight-blog]

Prosper dashes over with a palm full of glitter and tosses it up between them, then presses a quick little kiss to his cheek,. "Happy holidays, you beautiful boy, you! Come dance with me? ♥"

Ephemera perked right up, pink blush on his cheeks. He didn’t seem to mind as the glitter landed on his face, in his hair, on his eyelashes. “Happy holidays, Starshine!” He grinned broadly, laughter in his voice. “Any time. You know I’d drop everything to dance with you.”

[seekerofstarlight-blog]

Quick Chic

Quick, short-notice deliveries weren’t unknown to the Starlight Delivery Service. He didn’t question much, and he was always on call, so he got all sorts of requests at all times of the day. Delivering a dress on rush order, however, was a bit new. It was awkward to carry, surrounded in plastic and hung neatly on a hanger. If he ran with it, he risked wrinkles. If he climbed, he could snag it on something. So he walked, fast walked, but walked, to the address given, and did his best to get there on time, with the dress so neatly laid over his arms. “Delivery!” He knocked on the door with his elbow, wincing at the pain that shot up his arm. Bad idea. “Anyone home?”