BETRAYAL

A small crown of resplendent wildflowers for Azem, perhaps.

Delicate fingers weave deft 'twixt their locks, and ere long, the adornment is gracefully secured upon their head.

a  radiant  smile  shone  upon  their  lips,  hands  gingerly  coming  up  to  brush  fingers  against  the  crown  of  flowers,  and  against  hythlodaeus'  own. as  soon  as  the  twigs  were  secured,  they  grabbed  the  nearby  hand  mirror  they  had  brought,  looking  upon  themself  with  giddy  glee  before  turning  to  their  friend,  positively  shining  with  excitement. 

𝓥ulpine eyes widened in surprise as 𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐌 approached him, evidently keen on reciprocating the gesture. 𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐄𝐔𝐒 shook his head softly, chuckling. He did not feel that he was worth the effort it would take for them to conjure a matching gift, and part of him had hoped that despite their nature, they would simply accept it and the matter would close without the issue of reciprocation ever arising. Though he gave no indication of this, it seemed somehow dreadful to him, as if by giving his friend a gift, he'd somehow imposed upon them an obligation to match his gift.

Though his mind fair reeled with objections, 𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐄𝐔𝐒 remained rooted to the spot, unable to contest to their will and wholly unwilling to say or do anything that might dampen their joy.

❝ Oh, don't waste your effort, truly. It was a gift. One that need not be reciprocated. Besides, it looks far better on you than it would on me ! ❞

his  friend  sidestepped  towards  a  small  patch  of  equally  pretty  wildflowers,  crouching  near  it  to  collect  a  few. as  hythlodaeus  spoke,  their  smile  didn't  falter,  though  they  gently  shook  their  head,  looking  up  at  them  with  a  joyful  squint  in  their  eyes. 

"  nonsense,  my  friend!  it  is  no  effort  wasted  if  it  is  on  you  -  besides,  i  want  to  gift  this  to  you  as  well. i  would  be  remiss  to  be  the  only  one  sporting  such  a  pretty  adornment!  " 

"  besides,  it  matters  not  on  who  it  looks  better  -  what  matters  is  the  shared  joy,  don't  you  think?  " 

for all the muses out there who like to mess with others!! mainly meant for platonic relationships, but can be used for romantic & antagonistic relationships as well! feel free to modify any pronouns, descriptor words, & objects for your needs!

FROM THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ how'd you like the fake spider in your room? ❞ ❝ hang on a second, i'm gonna record this — ❞ ❝ i took 20 bucks out of your bag last night. ❞ ❝ alright, that's it, time for the tickle monster treatment! ❞ ❝ oh, yeah? and what are you gonna do about it? ❞ ❝ i think i might have accidentally just hurt myself again. ❞ ❝ what makes you think you can possibly take me? ❞ ❝ outta the way, i was here first! ❞ ❝ sorry, i lost that a little while ago. ❞ ❝ hey, come on! it was just a prank! ❞ ❝ i'm seriously thinking about forcing that secret out of you. ❞ ❝ wait, did YOU say you wanted the last piece of pie in the fridge? 'cause i kinda just ate it ... ❞

actions. [ SING ] — sender starts singing raunchy lyrics around receiver [ WRESTLE ] — sender attempts to start play-fighting with receiver [ FINGER ] — sender flips receiver the bird [ LAUGH ] — sender tries to make receiver laugh [ LEAN ] — sender puts their full weight on receiver [ COLD ] — sender puts their cold fingers under receiver's shirt [ DRIVE ] — sender begins to drive very fast with receiver in the car with them [ FOOD ] — sender steals a bite of receiver's food when they're not looking [ BLANKET ] — sender pulls receiver's blanket off them while they're half-asleep [ PRANK ] — sender pulls a prank on receiver (bonus points if a type of prank is specified!)

FOR THE LITTLE SHIT.

words. ❝ hey, stop that! ❞ ❝ careful, i just got that new furniture. ❞ ❝ okay, okay, i'll do anything, just please stop tickling me ... ! ❞ ❝ god, you're such an asshole! ❞ ❝ i swear, if you do that one more time ... ❞ ❝ i didn't actually think it was that funny. ❞ ❝ aw, dammit, you broke it! ❞ ❝ you can't go 24 hours without having some kind of accident, huh? ❞ ❝ you just cheated! i watched you! ❞ ❝ if you even think about messing with me today, i will end you. ❞ ❝ are you drunk or something? because that was some of the weirdest shit i've ever heard. ❞ ❝ okay, i won't lie, that was actually pretty funny. ❞

The sound of polished shoes hitting the floor echoed down the hallway as the last sunrays of the evening filtered through the curtains of the Imperial palace. Not long after, the sound of knocking came to the bedroom doors of the Emperor, light and quick like the girl it came from.

" Grandfather, the carriage is ready for us. "

Snow had started to fall, as it so often did in Garlemald, and the girl stood outside her grandfather's chambers in a red coat sporting the Imperial symbol, waiting for him to invite her in, or step out once ready. One did not move ahead without the Emperor.

"There we are. I must say, I do enjoy nighttime outings. We'll get to see the moonrise."

An opinion most wouldn't expect from Solus zos Galvus, the man with a name reminiscent of the sun, who wore red and gold and black like burning embers. Across the empire, he was depicted with subtle associations to the sun, a powerful figure bringing warmth and light to frigid Garlemald. But to Maxima, the preference was well known.

She walked in after being invited inside, staying close to the doors as she watched her grandfather do the finishing touches to his outfit. Many a noble of his age would have their servants help them dress up, but her grandfather had always been a proud man - he would pick his own clothing and accessories, put them on himself, and adjust them as he pleased. Only rarely had he ever sought someone else's opinion on his clothes - or really, anything. As he brings up the moonrise, she nodded, looking out the large windows of his bedroom, where the sun already started to sink below the horizon, coloring the sky orange and blue, with the stars and snowflakes intermingling.