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Outfit of the Day: Valentine’s Day




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merciless-soldier:

I hereby give you permission to

  • Comment on any ic or ooc posts.
  • Demand that we roleplay together
  • Plot lots of beautiful things with me
  • Send me shit in my submit/ask box
  • ROLE PLAY WITH ME!

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Link Post Thu, Sep. 12, 2013 20 notes

Ask Bubbles: @ delightfullyhim "I think we’re…No, wait, maybe if we go this way...

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

hardcore-now:

"I hope you’ll be okay, I’m sorry I didn’t know my necklace could do that. It was a gift and…"

Bubbles looked up from the servant she had been trying to use her super breath on to cool her burns, nearly wishing she had Blossom’s ice powers.

The room they had bustled her into was nearly silent. Catching sight of   pink and red fur robes edged in gold and a crown over the black horns of a tall dark figure, Bubbles stared wide eyed. 

She curtsied quickly and  deeply in a rustle of skirts, returning to looking at him intently despite her best manners.

Was it really a good idea to bring him back here?…I wonder.  She pondered but the thought drifted away, replaced by just how fitting all the flare  around them seemed to suit Him like a second skin.

"You look…nice." Bubbles managed to say when she found her voice again. It had returned smaller and meeker than any tone she was use to using in Townsville.

As he found the bottom of the stairs, he approached Bubbles. He sighed, “I always look nice.” He nodded, taking her hand in his claw, as the crowds began to scatter and socialize.

"There will be a banquet in about an hour…" He sighed, "It will be rather eventful…"

Bubbles smiled and giggled a little. “Well you know I can be pretty eventful myself…But I still wish we were going on that picnic.” She added at a loud whisper.

"I don’t recall agreeing to a picnic, Darling." He twirled his claw, the robe disappeared allowing her to view the red and black Victorian tuxedo underneath.
He sighed, obviously reluctant to go on with this ceremony.




Link Post Wed, Sep. 11, 2013 20 notes

Ask Bubbles: @ delightfullyhim "I think we’re…No, wait, maybe if we go this way...

hardcore-now:

"I hope you’ll be okay, I’m sorry I didn’t know my necklace could do that. It was a gift and…"

Bubbles looked up from the servant she had been trying to use her super breath on to cool her burns, nearly wishing she had Blossom’s ice powers.

The room they had bustled her into was nearly silent. Catching sight of   pink and red fur robes edged in gold and a crown over the black horns of a tall dark figure, Bubbles stared wide eyed. 

She curtsied quickly and  deeply in a rustle of skirts, returning to looking at him intently despite her best manners.

Was it really a good idea to bring him back here?…I wonder.  She pondered but the thought drifted away, replaced by just how fitting all the flare  around them seemed to suit Him like a second skin.

"You look…nice." Bubbles managed to say when she found her voice again. It had returned smaller and meeker than any tone she was use to using in Townsville.

As he found the bottom of the stairs, he approached Bubbles. He sighed, “I always look nice.” He nodded, taking her hand in his claw, as the crowds began to scatter and socialize.

"There will be a banquet in about an hour…" He sighed, "It will be rather eventful…"




Link Post Tue, Sep. 10, 2013 20 notes

Ask Bubbles: @ delightfullyhim "I think we’re…No, wait, maybe if we go this way...

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

"I’m underestimating, of course…" He sighed, "They will not attempt to harm you unless directed by someone of the royal family, being that would be me, you should be alright~"

He closed his eyes as his heel clicked against the dark cobblestone path. Suddenly, several lights around the castle began to burn, signaling his arrival as the dark castle was lit.

"Now they know we are here…"

Bubbles gulped, her grip on Him’s claw tightening.

The reflection of the lights in her large eyes made them almost appear neon blue against the stark contrast of the scene before her.

Several servants began to come out to greet the couple, in a quick spell of realization.

Him wrapped his arm around Bubbles’ waist quickly, leading her into the castle, another group of servants lining up as lords and ladies of the castle began to stare at the contrasting couple.

Suddenly, He was yanked aside by a servant, who started to shout in a different language, poking at two parts of his forehead. He shouted back in the same language, attempting to pull away, but he was only yanked away from everyone.

Another servant bowed to Bubbles, “Milady, we wish to dress you properly for this occasion, please come with us.”

"B-but no, wait-" Bubbles tried to reach out to the only familiar form she could just now barely spot in the crowd of activity around her.

She wanted to cry more than anything but the cold unknown current of courtly manners came down like a weight on her stomach.

So many faces.

Expecting..something of her.

Something like a long forgotten memory of a dream crept into her thoughts. A memory of being dressed every morning in outfits she dearly missed, dripping in rare fabrics.

The prettiest girl at the party shouldn’t cry. The eerie reminder hummed.

"Occasion?" Bubbles asked the servant in her most cheery tone, being half dragged the opposite direction.

"The Ceremony for our Lord’s return!" He said as she was pushed into a large room full of dresses, several female servants searching for a dress for her. Among the colors, they pulled out several dresses which matched the color of her eyes.

The same women then surrounded her, putting the dresses up to her to preview how they would look, as someone cast as spell to remove her currently dress and replace it with a bodice and proper undergarments for the dress.

They decided to go with an off the shoulder ball gown. And as they attempted to put accessories on her to go with the dress, someone attempted to take off her betrothal necklace.

"No!" Bubbles yelped, for a split second letting out a sonic scream in startled surprise. The jewel in the necklace glowed purple as she clasped it to her chest tightly. Her other arm was instinctively flared outward in a battle stance over the wide bell shape of her new gown before the remaining servants could react. "This necklace is… important to me. I hope you’ll understand, please? I would like very much to keep it on, please?"

The servants stood in shock, briefly. The woman who had tried to remove it, holding onto her hand which was now injured.

The others simply nodded, moving back to business to fix the dress and her hair.

Moments later they were done, and leading her to the main hall where the ceremony was going to be held, standing her in the crowd.

Him let out a loud scream where he was, grabbing into his head, where his horns began to grow once again. It only took a few minutes, but the pain was immense. They placed his crown over his tender horns, and patted down his ceremonial robes to rid of some wrinkles.

Moments later he was led to the top of the stairs, looking down on the crowd. He saw Bubbles, shifting in the royal robes, glancing away as his cheeks became warm.




Link Post Tue, Sep. 10, 2013 20 notes

Ask Bubbles: @ delightfullyhim "I think we’re…No, wait, maybe if we go this way...

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

"I’m underestimating, of course…" He sighed, "They will not attempt to harm you unless directed by someone of the royal family, being that would be me, you should be alright~"

He closed his eyes as his heel clicked against the dark cobblestone path. Suddenly, several lights around the castle began to burn, signaling his arrival as the dark castle was lit.

"Now they know we are here…"

Bubbles gulped, her grip on Him’s claw tightening.

The reflection of the lights in her large eyes made them almost appear neon blue against the stark contrast of the scene before her.

Several servants began to come out to greet the couple, in a quick spell of realization.

Him wrapped his arm around Bubbles’ waist quickly, leading her into the castle, another group of servants lining up as lords and ladies of the castle began to stare at the contrasting couple.

Suddenly, He was yanked aside by a servant, who started to shout in a different language, poking at two parts of his forehead. He shouted back in the same language, attempting to pull away, but he was only yanked away from everyone.

Another servant bowed to Bubbles, “Milady, we wish to dress you properly for this occasion, please come with us.”

"B-but no,  wait-" Bubbles tried to reach out to the only familiar  form she could just now barely spot in the crowd of activity around her.

She wanted to cry more than anything but the cold unknown current of courtly manners came down like a weight on her stomach.

So many faces.

Expecting..something of her.

Something like a long forgotten memory of a dream crept into her thoughts.  A memory of being dressed every morning in outfits she dearly missed, dripping in rare fabrics.

The prettiest girl at the party shouldn’t cry. The eerie reminder hummed.

"Occasion?"  Bubbles asked  the servant in her most cheery tone, being half dragged the opposite direction.

"The Ceremony for our Lord’s return!" He said as she was pushed into a large room full of dresses, several female servants searching for a dress for her. Among the colors, they pulled out several dresses which matched the color of her eyes.

The same women then surrounded her, putting the dresses up to her to preview how they would look, as someone cast as spell to remove her currently dress and replace it with a bodice and proper undergarments for the dress.

They decided to go with an off the shoulder ball gown. And as they attempted to put accessories on her to go with the dress, someone attempted to take off her betrothal necklace.




Link Post Tue, Sep. 10, 2013 20 notes

Ask Bubbles: @ delightfullyhim "I think we’re…No, wait, maybe if we go this way...

hardcore-now:

delightfullyhim:

"I’m underestimating, of course…" He sighed, "They will not attempt to harm you unless directed by someone of the royal family, being that would be me, you should be alright~"

He closed his eyes as his heel clicked against the dark cobblestone path. Suddenly, several lights around the castle began to burn, signaling his arrival as the dark castle was lit.

"Now they know we are here…"

Bubbles gulped, her grip on Him’s claw tightening.

The reflection of the lights in her large eyes made them almost appear neon blue against the stark contrast of the scene before her.

Several servants began to come out to greet the couple, in a quick spell of realization.

Him wrapped his arm around Bubbles’ waist quickly, leading her into the castle, another group of servants lining up as lords and ladies of the castle began to stare at the contrasting couple.

Suddenly, He was yanked aside by a servant, who started to shout in a different language, poking at two parts of his forehead. He shouted back in the same language, attempting to pull away, but he was only yanked away from everyone.

Another servant bowed to Bubbles, “Milady, we wish to dress you properly for this occasion, please come with us.”





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