" Sanji! " The Faerie Greets Him With A Big Smile, Beckoning Him To Come Further Into The Shop. Her Head

" sanji! " the faerie greets him with a big smile, beckoning him to come further into the shop. her head tilts slightly at the sight of the basket in his hand, her gaze flickering back up to him when he speaks. " oh, sanji, you're so kind! you really didn't have to do any of this for us. " but still, agatha does appreciate it (more so since she forgot to make lunch for herself). she sees the treats under the lunch he made for her and her smile grows. " i don't think they'll mind, i think they'll really appreciate this! i'll be sure to give them these treats when i can. " agatha moves from behind the counter to embrace him, leaning up to kiss his cheek. " i really appreciate that you were kind enough to bring me some lunch. i kind of maybe forgot to make some myself. " she giggles sheepishly, rubbing her cheek. " i definitely forgot. "

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"Good afternoon, Agatha~!" Through the door of the flower shop came a chipper tone. Swinging at his side was a small basket packed with food, which he happily opened once he reached the counter. "I brought you lunch!"

But that was hardly all he brought her. Tucked under the lunch he made was a clear container packed with treats. "Made something special for Maren and Aurora too. Didn't want to leave them out, so I hope they don't mind!"

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do u love them? (y / y)

alternative:

❛  i want to help you, but you'll have to tell me what these dreams are about.  ❜ (for aggie! the last one was also for aggie JFNKF)

agatha looks away and she's silent for a long time, fidgeting with a loose thread hanging from the sleeve of her blouse. he dreams aren't really things she talks about. they're hardly worth talking about. it's not like they're outlandish or weird, though she would give anything for her dreams to be some sort of nonsensical mess. " they're... " agatha sighs, her shoulders sinking. " they're l-less like dreams a-and m-more like memories. " she admits finally, her voice only just above a whisper. tears brim her eyes. " they're memories of— o-of all the w-worst moments in my life. "

ㅤㅤㅤDo youㅤR E A L L Yㅤthink you areㅤSAFE?

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CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped. (from mali, for soryn — mali has a smol bunny ajdbsjs)

soryn stares down at the rabbit huddled on their doorstep. how... how on earth did it get over here? did one of the other residents in the building have a pet rabbit? " well, hello there. " they chuckle softly, squatting down. can't let daisy get anywhere near her, can they? they let the rabbit sniff their fingers as they hold their hand out to it. " it is okay, little one. you can trust me. " they smile and their other hand reaches out, fingers gently stroking the top of its head. as it moves onto their hand, soryn holds it close against their chest.

" we must find your owner, hm? it would not be good to— " they hear footsteps ascending the stairs now and glance over the railing as the person comes within view. " ah, this just might be your owner now. is it yours? the poor little thing was just sitting there on my doorstep. " soryn chuckles, a smile forming on their lips as they continue to gently pet the rabbit.