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[ so i’m going to be moving silverash on to my other blog, @demikings​. if you wish to follow me there, i won’t stop you. consider this blog to be archived unless stated otherwise.  ]

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snowbelled​:

❝ Impossible. The real Silverash doesn’t address me as sister. He calls me by my professional title. ❞

「 but it’s only us two, sister. why must i call you that? 」

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「 but it’s me, sister. silverash. 」

❝ Who are you, and what have you done with the real Silverash?❞

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a few versions of drunk - if that’s possible - silverash: ▶ flirtatious ( even more so than usual )

▶ stoic ( aka he’s more to himself )

▶ and ft. a very sleepy and cuddly silverash

that last one is a rare thing to see. 

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「 i seem to be busier than i should be. 」

he took the invitation with no hesitation at all. once sitting down, he took in no time in ordering a drink. one would call it a fruity drink but he liked the green color of it. reminded him of something is all. 

「 you’re not here alone, right? 」

“Silverash-san!” You wave the CEO over, before ordering another drink for yourself, “Join us. It’s a rare thing to see you here.” Will your wallet suffer? yes, but it’s worth it. 

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「 heh... it has been a while since i had a drink myself. 」

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「 what do i have to do to get head pets?」

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Wordlessly, the Caster lays a thin white box on the table in front of the Felina, then unveils its contents. A single bird's wing, spread wide—and made of milk chocolate with visible caramel swirls mixed in. A single orange rose is set beside the box, and Riptide shoots SilverAsh an unreadable look before shutting gold eyes, smiling, and taking his leave.

silverash definitely watched the caster as he laid down the box. he was curious about what it was but didn’t ask and just waited. when it was revealed, he was quite surprised and he had so many questions about it, though it was mainly why and if he made it. for once, he was speechless and couldn’t ask even while he watched him walk away. touching the chocolate, he couldn’t wait to eat it though he did the orange rose in a small vase for now. he really did surprise him every time.

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oniguarded​:

“Ah, nope Silverash-san. We were discussing our dislikes and likes.”

「 ah, that does make more sense. i can’t say i have any preference since i don’t eat pizza often.」

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「 why would you be mad if they put horrible toppings on pizza? didn’t you guys ordered it like so?」

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[ wow i need to get on here more often. the problem is that i don’t know that many blogs (my fault) so maybe I need to whore myself more.  ]

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snowbelled​:

Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’ll receive.

With her shoulder pressed against the door frame, arms crossed tentatively over her chest, the Saintess observed Enciodas from afar. He was thoroughly engrossed in his tasks, completing piles of paperwork with utmost diligence. Then again, Pramanix wasn’t at all astonished to see her elder brother in his natural element — humming a holiday tune to the sound of nothing. Lips quirked slightly, she rummaged through old memories, but sadly — the snow saint cannot recall if her own flesh and blood had ever been festive in their presence.    

Has it really been that long? Ushering such thoughts aside, the Saintess waltzed into his office — countenance devoid entirely of emotion.      

❝ Outer appearances are truly deceptive, aren’t they? I never took you for being the festive type.❞ She comments, blue-gray oculars flitting idly over the mug of hot chocolate chilling on his desk. How nice it must feel to be free.  

what he didn’t notice was his sister there since he was so involved in his work. it was until her voice ranged in his ears that he actually looked up and wasn’t too surprised from her tone nor what she said. he can only guess what she was thinking about.

「 to be honest, neither did i. 」

blame the mood everyone was in so he had to soak it in as well. seeing his sister like so made him sigh a bit. she had every reason to act like so. pushing away his paperwork, he really looked at his sister, giving her full attention.

「 ...would you like to do something together later? 」

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「 sunday always comes, though I don’t understand why that seems to matter.」

“…Was it not just Sunday yesterday? I can’t really complain, but damn.”

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Blinks then ponders if he would be able to pounce him riptide that way.

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oniguarded​:

“alright, deal. just don’t overwork the poor lad, alright, sir silverash?” 

「i won’t, promise. he’s dear to me as you are.」

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oniguarded​:

“no way silverash, i saw him first, because i worked with him & still am.” Do you feel the fires of passion burning in the background? 

「...fine. you can have him on the weekends.」

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「hoshiguma, stop it. i saw him first.」

“So, first, I have to look into Riptide’s eyes first, staring with yearn in them and-”