#incorrect ikemen prince

[eternallyfrustratedwriter]

Cyran: What are you getting Emma for the holidays?

Clavis: I don't know. It's kind of hard buying a gift for your partner when they already got everything they could've ever wanted when they married you. So I'm not sure yet.

Cyran: I'm getting Emma a divorce lawyer.

[daisiesandshakes]

Emma: I have a very bad feeling about this..

Clavis: Hahaha.. what do you mean?

Emma: Do you never hear that little voice in your head that tells you when something happens that gets you in trouble?

Clavis: No?

Emma:

Emma: That actually explains a lot.

[spoopy-fish-writes]

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Just him in a nutshell tbh. Yes that is Silvio, Emma is acting as wingwoman for them 😌

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[clavissionary-position]

Jin: I'm not leaving until you take a sip.

Chevalier: (continues paperwork-ing)

Jin: Just one.

Chevalier: (dips pen in ink)

Jin: Just the one.

Chevalier: (ignores the glass of wine prodding his cheek)

Jin: Ah~

Chevalier: (turns his chair)

Jin: (is somehow on the other side) Ah~?

Chevalier: (sigh) Will you leave if I do this?

Jin: Scout's honor. Just one sip and you'll never hear from me again.

Chevalier: (sets his quill down)

Chevalier: (executes an awkward-elegant sip)

Jin: (pats his back) Atta boy.

Chevalier: I am not a child.

Jin: Maybe not to the others :)

[another-bunny]

Clavis: Emma is playing hard to get.

Clavis: Little did she know, i'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

[leonscape]

Leon : *sharpens knife* We've got ways of making people talk.

Leon : *cuts piece of cake*

Jin: ...Can I have some?

Leon : Cake is for talkers.

[slowlypalefire]

Chevalier: Belle, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?

Belle: I don't know, I love you, talk to you later.

Chevalier: Ok, I love you too, I'll just ask Clavis.

---

Belle: I need life advice.

Sariel: You came to the right person.

---

Clavis: If something happend to Belle.... i couldn't live with myself.

Keith: Of course you wouldn't have to because Gilbert would kill you.

---

Gilbert: Who hurt you?

Belle: No one.

Gilbert: Belle...

Belle: Do you want a list?

Gilbert*takes out his weapon*: Yes.

---

Gilbert: Something's off.

Clavis: Maybe you've finally developed normal emotions and feel bad for hurting everyone.

Gilbert: No, but that IS funny.

[wordycheeseblob]

Gilbert: can you SMN ;)

Emma: uhh do you mean... or...?

Gilbert: just take me out already

Emma: like on a date or with a gun??

[chirp-a-chirp]

Ikemen Prince: Translating Passive Aggressive Emails*

*If the consorts worked in a corporate office

Nokto:

Thanks for your interest: Why are you bring this up again?

Would you be so kind and: Just ****ing do it

Licht:

I did some research and: There’s this thing called google. You should try it.

According to XYZ policy: Can’t do anything else. Leave me alone.

Sariel:

Per my last email: You didn’t read all 99 clauses of the covenant, did you Belle?

Please advise: For the love of god, do your job for once

Please see my colleague: This is NOT my problem

I have copied my colleague on this reply: This is not my problem; it’s his

The Trio of Thanks

Leon: Thanks! - This isn’t your fault…maybe

Luke: Thanks!! - Umm, don’t be mad, ok?

Keith: Thanks!!! - Full on panic attack happening at his desk currently

Chevalier:

Correct me if I’m wrong: I’m not wrong and I know it

To put it more simply: Damn you’re an idiot

Clavis:

Can I swing by your desk?: I’m already at your desk

Not sure if my last email was received: I won’t be ignored that easily

[scorchieart]

Sariel: The time has come, Belle. You have seen and learned much in this past month, and Beauty's Time is now moments away from shedding its last petal. Are you ready?

Belle: I am.

Sariel: Very well. Who does you pure and impartial heart select to be the next king of Rhodolite?

Belle: I choose Luke.

Sariel: ...

Sariel: Forgive me. The anticipation has left me momentarily stunned. Did you say 'Leon'?

Belle: No, I said Luk—

Sariel: *suddenly claps his hands*

Sariel: Apologies. There was an incessant fly buzzing about. You were going to say 'Licht', correct?

Belle: LLLLLLuke. Luke Randolph.

Sariel: I see. Not to worry, Belle, we can remedy this. I shall quickly fetch some adhesive from my office and temporarily reattach the final petal. That should give you ample time to once more meet with the princes and reevaluate your decision.

Belle: Here, you can use this.

Sariel: Why do you have honey jars in your pockets?

Belle: Luke says all you need to tackle the day is a smile on your face and honey in your pocket. He's very wise, but that's only part of why I'm choosing him as king. Did you know he discovered an entirely new branch of medicine for treating nightmares using only honey?

Sariel: ...

Sariel: *calmly pinches his cheek*

Sariel: *wakes up in his bed in a cold sweat*

Sariel: That is the last time I'm having honey before bed.

Luke: *sitting next to the bed with a notebook* Hmm, we're gonna hafta increase the dosage for next time.

Luke: *tips a jar of honey over Sariel's head*

[eternallyfrustratedwriter]

Gilbert be like:

[mymumisasquid]

*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*

Sariel: So… Who broke it? I’m not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Emma: …I did. I broke it.

Sariel: No. No you didn’t. Prince Clavis?

Clavis: Don’t look at me! Look at Yves.

Yves: What?! I didn’t break it!

Clavis: Huh, that’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken?

Yves: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken.

Clavis: Suspicious

Yves: No, it’s not!

Leon: If it matters, probably not, but Nokto was the last one to use it.

Nokto: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Leon: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee car earlier?

Nokto: I use the wooden stirs to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Leon!

Emma: Okay let’s not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Sariel.

Sariel: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

Leon: Sariel… Jin’s been awfully quiet.

Jin: rEALLY?!

—————

Sariel, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Sariel: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Sariel:

Sariel: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

Gilbert: Yay!

Sariel:

Gilbert: (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ

[spoopy-fish-writes]

Me: Bestie, you have crumbs on your face

Chevalier, wiping the crumbs off: Do not call me that again

Me: Worstie, you still have crumbs on your face *Tosses a wet rag at his face*

[clavissionary-position]

Akatsuki: Just have Emma home before it starts getting too late.

Matthias: Does she have a curfew?

Akatsuki: No, nothing like that. Just use your common sense and you'll be fine.

Matthias: Is it 6 p.m.?

Akatsuki: Haha, oh, I wouldn't set a curfew that early.

Matthias: 6:30 p.m.? 7 p.m.? 7:15 p.m.? 7:16 p.m.?

Akatsuki: She doesn't have a curfew.

Matthias: Because if I bring her home even a second late, I'll pay for my crimes and have myself drawn and quartered.

Akatsuki:

Matthias: Hanged. Beheaded.

Matthias: All of the above, if necessary.

Akatsuki: Are you that hard to kill?

Matthias: I don't know, but the punishment must fit the crime.

Akatsuki: If that's the punishment for violating curfew, what's the punishment for breaking Emma's heart?

Matthias: I will go back in time and prevent my parents from meeting.

Akatsuki: So you're going to invent time-travel.

Matthias: The punishment must fit the crime.

[another-bunny]

Emma: You're loosing a lot of blood! What's your type!?

Clavis: It's no other but you.

Emma, blushing: I MEAN YOUR BLOOD TYPE.

Chevalier/Cyran: Just let him die.

[leonscape]

Leon: Hey, are you okay?

Licht: Yeah.

Leon: You don't look okay.

Licht: Then stop looking.