Reflections from the Night Before

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J-Dawg

my bro from another ho

Puck

Did you get the name of that naiad last night?

J-Dawg

Are you fucking kidding me? I should punch you in the junk rn. My M O T H E R is livid

Puck

Oh, that explains a few things.

Puck

Uh, can you get someone with fire magic to come and help me de-ice the walls?

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You wake up a little bleary-eyed and fuzzy-minded. It's strange. You don't really remembering overindulging last night, and yet here you are with the distinct sense that somehow you weren't making the best decisions. Faerie magic is funny like that.

But it's probably fine. It's not like you made any really poor life decisions, right? Like drunk-mirroring your fellow Faewild guests?

Oh. Oh no.

Better check your messages, and see what's in your Reflections from the Night Before.




All right, dears, you know the drill. Your characters have found themselves firing off (perhaps) ill-advised texts. Choose from the horrifying archive of text based debauchery or craft your own bespoke messages.

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[unwisely]

Probably not a bad idea, if they ever show their faces again. I'm not sure I'd blame them if they didn't.

In our defense, there was significant artistry involved. They should appreciate that at least.

[rosepaean]

That spun-sugar body cage was rather nice, especially with how it swirled up your...

Ahem, well needless to say you definitely melted in the mouth, not in the hand.

[unwisely]

I definitely remember melting under both, but that's really not the point.

Not sure we're ever getting that mess out of the sheets though.

[rosepaean]

You are in love with a baker, this is likely to happen again under various mediums.

Frosting is an inevitability, which means that you will need to tell me your favorite flavor of frosting.. for research purposes. [ of course ]

[unwisely]

I will have to abide and bear this burden, clearly.

Oh yes, of course. Research. But it's hard to choose. Always been fond of almond. But there's something to be said for strawberry too. We may need a taste test. Or several.

[rosepaean]

Cherry almond would be a nice flavor combination, or perhaps raspberry almond; clearly we shall need to spend extensive time on this.

[ Because you know, being horny and all ]

[unwisely]

Cherry almond sounds delicious.

But you're right. We should be thorough. We'd be remiss not to explore all the possibilities.

[So fucking horny. That's what they get for dancing around each other for as long as they did.]

[rosepaean]

[ A thousand flavor combinations, one for each day that they spent time being absolutely pining gay for each other ]

We can also theme it seasonally, such as gingerbread frosting for the yuletide seasons. [ What, you mean a 'ginger bread this man?' ]

[unwisely]

[The man will be ginger bred in all seasons. They can't reserve that one for yuletide.]

That's the creative spirit, Sugar. Berries in the summer. Apples and pumpkins in the autumn.

Maybe even vanilla, every now and again. For a change.

Ilu so muuuuuuch for going there

[rosepaean]

[ a gingerbread for all seasons. ]

Well even vanilla can be spiced up a little bit, bourbon vanilla is a lovely combination you know.

Not to mention sometimes you have a craving at 3 am for vanilla buttercream, you know?

<3

[unwisely]

[Will is never going to be able to assist in the bakery with a pure mind ever again.]

That does sound delicious.

I know that craving so well. Honestly I can't seem to get enough.

[rosepaean]

[ Good, the bakery can be filled with memories that other people do not precisely know about. After all, the corners knew secrets that the patrons didn't. ]

Then you must allow me to whisper all of the naughty things I will do to you. Gods, Willow-- you cause me to lose control.

[unwisely]

[The cooling racks will keep their secrets. The cookie sheets will bear silent witness.]

I'm weak-kneed thinking about it. You deserve to let loose, Sugar. It's a good look on you.

[rosepaean]

[ And the ovens are not the only thing that will have sweet treats shoved in them.-- ]

Then I suppose I am going to have to just further utilize the hidden corners whenever I am able, I suppose you shall have to get used to me getting handsy.

[ No one is gonna say that sometimes Kris steals Will to the back, if someone steals ac cupcake at the counter, they steal a cupcake. No judgement here. ]

[unwisely]

[Cakes won't be the only thing getting frosted. Pastries not the only thing getting filled.]

However will I manage to survive such hardship as your hands on me?

[Gotta break some eggs to bake a cake or something.]

As if I can keep mine to myself either.

[rosepaean]

The good news is that you do not have to keep your hands to yourself, I give myself to you and also.. it's an equal trade. Your hands on me, mine on you. [ It takes two to bake a cake in THIS bakery ]