[[ I’m sorry if I had been neglecting this RP blog lately, but seems like I’m kind of out of ideas in here and quite frankly, I rarely get to talk to others =/ Sad, but I guess it can’t be helped. I’m also having some issues in real life so I kind of need to lay low at the moment. Anyway, if anyone still wants to RP I’m on my other other rp blog. the-scenery-of-tomorrow.tumblr.com ]]
[[ My first time doing this but yeah. I created another RP blog but this time it’s not TF-related, but more of a typical healer mmorpg OC. I’ve been wantint go RP this muse for so long but it seems like there are a few who would venture into the Ragnarok Online fandom rp so yeah. Feel free to add my derpy high priest -w-
"Good, good. You’ll always be mein leuchtendes Juwel," he said before closing his eyes and listening to her murmurs. It didn’t matter that he couldn’t understand what she was saying, it was comforting none the less.
Ah, she never felt so comfortable. Being on the safety of her own house and together with someone she loves is something that she definitely missed.
"I don’t intend to mein Juwel," he said softly and kissed her back. "You’re going to be stuck with me for a long time if I can help it," he said with a softly chuckle.
"That I don’t mind at all!" she said with a small chuckle. "I don’t mind it at all…" she murmured again, thought a little weaker than before. Yawning, she wrapped an arm around him and murmured incoherent things against his chest.
"I agree mein Liebling," he said softly. "Zere’ll be a lot of new experiences for us und I’m glad zat I’ll get to go zrough zem with you," he added and held her closer.
"Just don’t leave me in the middle of it, ja?" she planted a quick kiss on his lips and closed her eyes. "That would be sad. Und lonely. Und maybe something else too…"
"Well it’s just another reason why we’re good for each other," he said with a smile. "I’ve got cooking covered und you’ve got baking covered," he said and kissed her forehead once more.
"We’ll just have to do our best in the future, eh?" Shamsel giggled and kissed his nose in return. "There are a lot of things ahead of us und to be honest, I’m quite excited to see them all."
"We shall see," he said with a chuckle. "Indeed. Both my mother und father insisted I knew how to cook. Zough my father used to joke zat it was so he could leave ze cooking to mother und I but I know he was just worried about me not having meals that reminded me of home."
"Papa tried to teach me…I think he failed on that one," she let out a sigh. "i was so engrossed on baking in my younger days that I forgot about cooking altogether. While I did incorporate some simple things like heating the chocolate und stuff…"
He chuckled softly. “Maybe, I’ll probably still end up burning something on my first try, zough,” he said and kissed her forehead. “Und ja, if zey want to learn I would be happy to teach zem!”
"Und let’s see who will be the best baker und cook…" she trailed off with a grin. "But I really do hope they get to cook though, it’s better than having to eat bread for the rest of your life."
He smiled at her as he wrapped his arms around her. “Well, if zey do end up better zan you zen it’s because zey learned from such a wonderful teacher who helped zem und encouraged zem,” he said.
"You are such a darling," Shamsel leaned in to kiss his nose. "Maybe they can also teach you a thing or two about baking, don’t you think?" she suggested. "Und then you can teach them how to cook in return!"