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nicholas-st-north~

howl-the-great-wizard:

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[text];wanna wrestle?

[text]: i really dont see how im going to even think about saying no to that
omnipotentmoon sent:
The Tsar cleared his throat. "Nicholas." He addressed the former bandit turned guardian. "I am curious if you would care to dance." Mani wore a rather elegant gown. Perhaps to a human, such attire would seem feminine. To Mani it was entirely normal.

omnipotentmoon:

nicholas-st-north:

         The man turned towards the direction where the voice that was speaking to him came from. He looked over the Tsar, taking in his outfit before his gaze settled on the other’s eyes. “If you’d like to, then I would be glad to have a dance with you.” North gave the male a soft smile, holding out a hand to him.

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"Thank you, Nicholas." The Tsar retorted gently, taking the male’s hand. Nicholas was quite the charming male. Admittedly his attitude and cunning had first caught the Tsar’s eye, prompting him to test the male to see if he truly was as honorable as he seemed.

Mani had felt such joy at seeing the male succeed that he could barely contain himself when it came to making him a Guardian.

To be honest, this was possibly their first time meeting in person.

"You look rather dapper, old friend."

         Feeling the other take his hand, North pulled him along, guiding him towards the dance floor. Bringing the other close, he placed his other hand onto the Tsar’s waist. The male smiled at the compliment. “Thank you, you don’t look bad yourself.” He lead the other in the dance. He didn’t find it all that strange to be dancing with the other, actually he was finding it to be quite the enjoyable experience.

A Little Late for the Party || Masquerade RP

fearlingdevil:

"You wouldn’t be the first to be drunk here.  Having bowls of hard punch, bottles of champagne and bottles of wine can make it easy to get a little… inebriated."

He chuckles, “Yes, I’ve been out quite a few times.”

        “I should hope not. If I were the only one, then I’d be a bad guest.” The male took another sip. The one glass wasn’t going to cause anything, he’d need more and something stronger to get tipsy. North’d just see where the night takes him.

        “That’s good to hear, I hope you’ve been having yourself a good time.”

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A Little Late for the Party || Masquerade RP

fearlingdevil:

"Well, well, look who decided to finally show up.  I suppose being not so fashionably late is in your nature.  At least your actual fashion is impeccable," he says with a small smirk.  He would razz him for leaving all the time until he felt content in letting him off the hook.

He swirls his wine in the glass before taking a sip.  “Have you been standing here alone all evening?”

        He smiled before he turned around, recognizing the voice. “The important thing to remember here, is that I even did show up.” The man brought his glass to his lips again and took a sip. “I haven’t really put myself out there with the other party guests. Probably waiting for this to kick in.” The male raised the glass, but chuckled to show he was only joking. “What of you? Have you been out on the dance floor socializing with the other guests?”

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game of thrones meme: whatever i want [7/10] → daenerys & khal drogo
You must look in his eyes always. Love comes in at the eyes.

omnipotentmoon sent:
The Tsar cleared his throat. "Nicholas." He addressed the former bandit turned guardian. "I am curious if you would care to dance." Mani wore a rather elegant gown. Perhaps to a human, such attire would seem feminine. To Mani it was entirely normal.

         The man turned towards the direction where the voice that was speaking to him came from. He looked over the Tsar, taking in his outfit before his gaze settled on the other’s eyes. “If you’d like to, then I would be glad to have a dance with you.” North gave the male a soft smile, holding out a hand to him.

A Little Late for the Party || Masquerade RP

         Was it really such a surprise for the Russian to be one of the last few to join in the party? Not so much, but still, being late to the occasion caused for some confusion of what he should do. The male opted for grabbing a drink and standing off towards the side, blue hues scanning the crowd for any familiar faces. The task was made difficult since it was a masquerade and one rule of that kind of party was to adorn a mask. A hand raised to lightly touch his. Red, gold and black. Signature colors of the bandit brandished the mask. Instead of going for traditional Russian wear, he was dressed in black slacks, a black dress shirt and an intricate red vest on top of that.

         Raising the glass he took a generous drink. Hopefully he would recognize someone soon or someone would recognize him. Or if he was feeling adventurous—which he always was—he could find another lonely soul and mingle with them. Uncover the person behind the mask.

otpprompts:

Imagine person A of your OTP is constantly having trouble opening jars, bottles, etc. and they always have to ask person B for help opening them. Person B always makes a big deal about it, but finds it adorable nonetheless. (If it’s an OT3, person C has been going around tightening all of the lids).