#stasammen

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❝ he is. such a grouch. like, ain’t kitties supposed ta’ be even a lil’ bit friendly ? ❞ a beat passes. a thought.

❝ maybe he just needs ta’ get laid. ❞

[fatesrolled]

@stasammen​  gets a christmas elsa / isa starter bc i said so

     it wasn’t that elsa was absent from arendelle after her abdication.  rather,  quite the opposite.  she was still in town at least once a week either to visit her sister, attending a meeting as a representative of the northuldra on relationship reparations,  or to simply see the townsfolk and make sure that they were all alright.  but there were...  sometimes alterior motives.  the arendelle christmas ball had quickly become a legendary party that the townsfolk and foreign dignitaries alike eagerly awaited for,  and one such foreign guest was one that elsa had a .....  shall we say,  vested  interest in.  isabela madrigal.

     anna knew.  of course anna knew.  even if elsa hadn’t told her late one evening before retreating to her room,  anna had likely caught on weeks ago when isabela first arrived in arendelle and elsa had rarely left her side.  so she had gone out of her way to make sure that elsa had a new dress made  ( a light lavendar color that rested just off the shoulders,  with embellishments of elsa’s creation,  of course )  and that finally,  finally,  her sister would tell isa how she felt.  this was only emphasized when,  as the sisters were greeting guests,  isabela was announced and elsa had frozen in her tracks.  she was gorgeous.  utterly gorgeous.  even the mere thought of admitting to her feelings was enough to almost send her into a tailspin.  but as isa got closer and elsa tried to make a fast exit with a flimsy excuse,  anna grabbed her sisters wrist and held on for dear life.  you’re not going anywhere,  this told her,  much to elsa’s panic.  but there wasn’t any time to pick a fight because there was isa,  and how am i supposed to say anything to her looking like that--

     a nudge from anna is what brings her back into reality,  eyes blinking as she tries to summon all the years of etiquette lessons that had been drilled into her.  “ isa.  merry christmas.  you....  you look.... that is,  i think your dress...  it... suits you. ”   strike one,  try again.   “ you look lovely. ”   better !  

[pipp-pop-princess]

okay. OKAY. he could do this.. he could do this! no big deal! He was just.. trying to give something to pipp for hearts and hooves day.. not like she wasn’t an incredibly famous social media star who probably got hundreds of gifts, or anything.. the thought itself was almost disheartening, but hitch shook himself out of it quickly enough. no matter what, he was going to show pipp he cared for her. sunny had told him once that peonies meant beauty and elegance, and well.. If that didn’t describe pipp, what else did? he exhaled, moving to carefully draw the bouquet of peonies and carnations from his saddlebags.

reaching out a hoof, he knocked on the door of where she had been staying whilst in maretime bay and waited for her to answer. As she did, any semblance of confidence he normally exuded seemed to fly out of the window, and he stared at her for a long moment, blinking, before awkwardly extending the flowers out towards her. “for ah – for you, pipp! hearts.. hearts and hooves.. yeah! for hearts and hooves day! I just thought.. they’re pretty.. you’re pretty.. It just makes sense, you know? not that it’s the only thing about you! ” he grimaced, rolling his eyes back slightly. “ugh. let me just.. start over, okay? ”

Pipp did, in fact, receive lots of gifts on Hearts and Hooves Day. Fans, fellow celebrities, stallions and certain mares that wanted a chance with her. They all had something to say, something to send, whether they wanted her attention as a famous popstar, or as more.

Pipp loved attention, and she loved her Pippsqueaks more than almost anything, but...well, she couldn't say she wasn't missing anything. She was a princess, after all; it was a cliché at this point that princesses like her wanted big, strong, nurturing stallions to love them. And it couldn't be just anypony for her; the stallion needed to be somepony truly special, somepony who made her heart race, her day happier, her life fuller. Somepony like...

Knock Knock!

Her train of thought was interrupted, as she received a visitor in her Maretime Bay villa. A beautiful beach house that she bought to spare herself from flying too far to see her dear friends Sunny and Hitch.

The latter being exactly who she found in front of her door, unusually nervous and with...flowers in his hooves. Carnations and..peonies? OMG, they were her favorites!! And Hitch was...giving them to her? For Hearts and Hooves Day? And calling her pretty?

...No. Way.

Outwardly, the princess grinned, jittered, and giggled as Hitch stumbled over his words. On the inside, she felt as stupid as Hitch probably felt.

...How did she not notice that Hitch liked her? How did she not see this coming? Furthermore, why didn't she think of getting Hitch something for Hearts and Hooves Day? ...Hitch Trailblazer was exactly the type of guy she always dreamed of; tall, handsome, kind, nurturing, confident, funny, respectable, a total gentlestallion. Yet somehow, somehow, the sheriff needed to shove flowers in her face for her to realize he was the stallion of her dreams...

...Well, better late than never! Once she was finally able to stop herself from giggling, Pipp responded to the stallion, with blushing cheeks and loving eyes.

"I mean...if you want to start over, I'll let you....But you're already the cutest thing I've seen all day~" She cooed, being flirtatious on purpose for once, and not out as an unconscious manifestation of feelings she hadn't realized. Nope, she truly liked Hitch Trailblazer, and he was the most adorable thing when he was flustered~

[tcthinecwnself-a]

@stasammen​​ liked for a starter

“Oh! Dolores!” Wait. A brief pause and yes, this was in fact Dolores, not Camilo. Félix would like to think he’s gotten very good at that over the years. Nowadays it only took him a second to see which was which. 

“Mija, would you mind if we talked?” He’s sure his daughter already has an idea, no doubt she could hear her father muttering about her newly found love. “Just a minute and then you can --vvvvppp! - be on your way!”

[formdiffered]

@stasammen​ asked: ❝ you can still back out. no one will think less of you. ❞ [from dolores~]

{ a softer world starters: volume iv && ACCEPTING! }

“I’ll be fine, okay?”

Camilo appreciated the comfort if nothing else, but he also didn’t really know what to say. So instead it was easier to fall back into habit. So in a split second Dolores would be faced with an identical visage to her own, granted with a much more jovial expression.

“Why? Want me to handle things for you too?”

[evisconti]

Hugs ercole from behind - from carys

[screenviolense]

@stasammen​ sent: “ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “ (bull to dorian!) 

           ‘ you have a funny idea of nice. ‘ perhaps some got confused that necromancy was somehow similar to healing, but when everyone else had their hands full, sometimes he had to take on roles he wasn’t particularly interested in.

          ‘ i know it’s likely difficult at your size, but you could avoid some of this if you wore actual armor. a shirt, even. ‘ dorian muttered, turning up his nose as he tried to scrub away some of the debris and blood so he could actually see what was superficial and which actually needed serious attention.

[nostalgiatm-aa]

❛  dolores  ,  MI  ÁNGEL  ----  please  ,  allow  me  to  take  you  out  tonight  ----  the  STARS  are  so  much  brighter  to  gaze  at  with  you  at  my  side  .... ❜

@stasammen​