Mielle rose onto her tiptoes, placing a fresh cream puff in front of him-only to drop the plate on the table with a clatter at his words. “Y-you were… thinking about me?” she stammered, cheeks burning. "Here I was thinking you were planning some sort of bakery heist..." With a soft huff, she-

Various attire? Go on, share with the gobbo, she's all ears after all! Oh no, speaking of the dev- "Tat?" Mielle tilted her head, ears wiggling as she caught that far-off look on his face.“You’ve been staring holes through me, what’s rattling around in that handsome head of yours?”

Mielle’s ears twitched, and she let out a little huff, trying- and failing- not to giggle. “Adorable, huh?” she murmured, " Coming from such a handsome devil himself, maybe... Too handsome... ” Her eyes widened suddenly, and she gasped, hand flying to her cheek in mock horror.-

"It's because I got turned into a rabbit that one time... don't take it any other way..."

Her ears flicked back, cheeks flushing deeper as she crossed her arms, trying to hide the twitch of her tail—but failing spectacularly. “Eh-!” she huffed, a little foot stomp just to prove a point. "I do not hop about for no reason! And my tail? It’s… expressive, alright? Nothing more.”-

“A Quasit?” she said softly, . “Oh… I’ve always thought they were rather cute. Tiny little things with all that chaotic energy—it’s kind of endearing, isn’t it?” Was she talking about the Quasit, or herself? One couldn't really tell-

Her ears perked up as his words lingered in the air, and she let out a quiet, breathy laugh as the Tiefling had already stepped out the door. “Always so thoughtful,” she murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The ache in her chest softened, replaced by the flutter of-

“Hey! That… that was—” she sputtered, flustered, waving a hand at him, ears drooping back as she playfully glared at him. “Completely unfair! How are you supposed to just swoop in and—ugh—steal things and be charming while doing it?” She huffed, crossing her arms but couldn’t hide the twitch of a-

Those kind eyes softened even further, warmth radiating from her like a quiet hearth. She let out a small, tender sigh, leaning just slightly closer, her voice gentle, almost a whisper. “Tat… you don’t need to flatter me,” she murmured, her fingers brushing absentmindedly against the table.-

She narrowed her eyes into the squintiest squint known to goblin kind, fixing the tiefling with a suspicious look. Was he… was he being cheeky? “Do I, now?” she huffed, arms crossing across her chest. “Care to enlighten me, dear Tat? And don’t you dare say it’s because of my ears.”

A curious sight catches the reader's eye—a small, cloaked figure lingering at the bakery’s door. With a quick glance over their shoulder, stretch on tiptoes, flip the sign to OPEN, and scamper inside/ Well, would you look at that… seems a certain gobbo was back in town!

"It's because I got turned into a rabbit that one time... don't take it any other way..."

“Oh, don’t go getting all sappy on me now,” she teased as she waved her fork like it was nothing, though a flush dusted her cheeks. “You’ll make me think you actually like visiting for more than just the pastries.” She leaned forward just a little, eyes filled with warmth.-

The mention of sharing a dinner had Mielle beaming, her ears giving an eager wiggle, though she tried to hide her excitement behind the guise of nonchalance. “A dinner, hm?” she drawled, resting her chin in her hand like she wasn’t already thrilled. Her tail, however, betrayed her with a steady-

Mielle’s blush deepened, her mouth opening and closing like she was about to argue—only to huff instead. “…Flattery will only get you so far, you know,” she muttered, though her tail betrayed her with an anxious flick. Still, she reached up, plucked the extract from the shelf,-

Mielle let out a startled “EEP—!” as she was suddenly scooped up like a sack of flour. She blinked, wide-eyed, legs swinging slightly off the edge as she tried to process what had happened. “…Excuse me?!” she piped, cheeks blazing. “Did I look like a stray cat that needed repositioning?!”

Mielle's smile wobbled at "to go," her ears drooping just a little. She quickly masked it with a playful pout, arms crossed. “To go? Again?” she almost whined out. “You’re breaking this poor goblin’s heart, Tat. One pastry at a time.” She packed the cream puffs with a dramatic little sigh,-

Mielle couldn't help but giggle at his dramatic reaction, her eyes sparkling with mischief, the warmth of his smile spreading to her own cheeks. "See? Told you it was magical!" she chimed out cheekily, popping another bite into her mouth. "Just imagine, when I make that Ale cake..."

Aaah! What a perfect day to close up early and treat herself to some well-deserved relaxation! Where’s the little gobbo off to? To her secret hideaway, of course! Just outside town lies a quiet pond, nestled among trees. Not many visitors come by, so a refreshing dip is definitely on the agenda!

a painting of a pond with water lilies and leaves

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bean ;; Let me not think and write silly things Mielle would say about your muse!

bean ;; Do I…. Finish?

I think there's 𝒈͟𝒐͟𝒐͟𝒅 in you somewhere.

bean ;; Due to a few uncomfy messages OOC from some people (none of you who are seeing this) I’ll be making rules and posting them under my pinned post & unfinished art of Mielle!! Nothing RP wise will change, this is just for my own anxiety! And a heads up if timeline is cluttered for a bit!

His ale is her cake.... what about... Ale cake?? He could see her scribbling the idea down on a dinky piece of paper next to her before holding out a fork with a bite of cake on it to him. "Try this!" She swallowed her bite. "The cake helps! It's...Magic!" It wasn't, she just had a sweet tooth.

Oh, he still didn't get it... Her ears seemed to droop just a little bit before perking back up, being flirty or witty wasn't her strong suit, obviously. She decided to play along, not wanting to ruin the moment. She smiled widely up at the Tiefling a small blush dusting her cheeks from his-

bean ;; Do I…. Finish?

"'You must have worked in a honey factory before- that's why you are so sweet!" Happy gobbo ear wiggles.

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𝔸𝕡𝕖𝕩 𝕠𝕗 𝕎𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣@lordofthecliffs.bsky.social · 2y ago

𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘔𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳

Mielle's eyes sparkled with newfound determination as she wrapped her arm around Vitria now, giving her a hug. "You know what, Vit? That's exactly what I'll do!" She exclaimed, her voice a mix of excitement and challenge. "And when they show back up, I'll serve them a slice of humble pie!"

Ceannas@nevercagedagain.pennedbypassion.net · last yr.

🏹: “Damn right ye will!” Vitria answered with a grin, giving Mille’s waist another gentle squeeze! “Ye cannae be mean to the baker and still expect to eat any cake.”