#love ask

(there's so many pieces of art too! pertaining to what I saw of the archived-reblogs-trail [relating to your AU], at least. that must've taken awhile? and all the anonymous question-flingers were both funny [odd, annoying] and legitimately kind of humorous. and the copier machine as a temporary mortal-vessel creator is such a good utilization of it. you seem really cool. also I hope your day/night/time-zone-era's been great too! or that moments of happiness, or calm if nothing else, have been sparked. tagging this with a little emoji-sigil so I can. come back and find it? later, or [hopefully] continue the dialogue as. the specific/'known unknown' variable-anon).

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post-script: I love how absolutely unhinged your art is!! too!! even in the mundanest of moments there's still this sense of- restrained mayhem, or background oddities infesting the town! because of course. you're awesome btw👍

Hi Blue!!!! 💕💕💕💕

Haven't checked in on a while, how have you been?????

Hi Kuro!!!!!

Haven't been around for a lil' while, I just got back from a study hiatus because of exams 💣💥(I am still so tired XDc)

Beside that, I've been good! Did a tiny bit of drawings between stuff but I can't show those for now.

If a Lovely treat were made with your presence in mind, what would be your 'signature' confection?

Nahi was relaxed on an opulent bench seat with Jes'Champe, a perfect glass of pinot noir in her hand, a long elegant stem, the wide bowl with its tapered rim holding the scent as it aerates. Swirling the deep red liquid around. "The scent and color are perfect," the chocolatier smiled at Nahi, but she addressed the Count, "let me show you what I created when you described her to me, the wine is the perfect pairing.” 

This was his idea of an apology for crashing her dinner with her step-father, she had told him she wanted to talk to him but when he set up this date she relented and forgave him, a little, there was still plenty of time to have the discussion about their boundaries, but specially designed dessert? She was way too curious to see how he had described her, and how the talented woman would interpret that. 

Jes’champe leaned into whisper to her, “This is how you should always be treated, Banshee.”

“Is that so? I actually like being treated in many ways, Count Vidroth,” she countered with a small roll of her eyes. Nahi had turned down a number of offers like what he had been suggesting. “Mostly, I like how I treat myself.” 

His hand came up to touch her hair, his fingers twisting one of her curls around them, “Ah, but you enjoy my company, and I do enjoy yours, there is no reason to not spend more time here in the city.”

She took time and looked at him while taking a sip of her wine, her expression was neutral as thoughts ran through her head. All she had to do was take his offer and everything would be handled, no more money woes and he would be happy to have a Sin’dorei noble on his arm, she could boost her value with him. All she had to do was take his offer, be the woman he kept on his arm and in his bed when he called. 

The chocolatier returned before she responded, pausing her thoughts, “I was asked to make something special for a woman that was rich, smooth, spicy, unique and has hidden depths.” 

The description almost made her laugh, it was a compliment and yet, at the same time, it felt like every woman could be described the same way. It felt like he would have come up with something else, things he had whispered in her ear had been more personal. 

When he chose to describe her to a stranger he used the generic, Nahi disliked the generic, she was not generic, not even close. Her eyes turned to him to snark about it, when the confectioners went on. 

“This is a petit four, layers of a butter cake soaked in maple bourbon, poached pears, chili chocolate meringue buttercream, milk chocolate mirror glaze with spicy glazed chopped hazelnuts.”

Nahi blinked, Jes’champe’s description of her might have been generic but the dessert that was created was anything but. He was watching Nahi’s face and saw it light up slightly, smiling at her reaction. 

“Thank you, that sounds delicious, thank you,” Nahi said, then leaned in with a small golden fork, the glaze cracked with a sharp sound and then took a bite. The performer might have had a foodgasm right then and there, the outer chocolate melting on her tongue, bourbon and spice settled in the center of her tongue, countered by the sweet flavor of the pear off the tip of her tongue. Slumping into her seat, she moaned loudly and waved her fork around in the air. “You are a beautiful genius.” 

🌫️🌫️Just some rules🌫️🌫️

🌫️ 1. No anons!

🌫️2. Reblog this post.

🌫️3. Send an ask with a # from 1 - 20 and tell me at least 1 thing a reader has said about your future lover/spouse (if you've never asked a reader a question about your future lover/spouse then tell me what you think your future lover/spouse will be like.)

The # that you pick will determine what question you'll get answered about your future lover. I also may give my opinion about what that reader has told you - like if I agree or disagree or what not.

🌫️4. I will close the ask game in 2 hours. After I close this ask game by reblogging this post, then I will start answering the asks.