“ɴᴏ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ. ɪ'ʟʟ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀɴɴᴇʀꜱ, ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴛᴀɢᴇ— ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.” ⭑.ᐟ

[“ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ” — ᴛᴇᴍꜱ & ʙʀᴇɴᴛ ꜰᴀɪʏᴀᴢ]

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Her dress was midnight blue, flowing like liquid silk as it cascaded down her frame. She as made to stand out. Gold embroidery shimmered in candlelight, candle vines curling along the hem; something out of a fairytale. Her mask crafted to match, framed her deep brown eyes— hiding just enough to make the night feel like a story waiting to unfold.

She always loved masquerades.

There was something thrilling about them. The anonymity, the whispered secrets, the possibility of something unexpected.

She had danced, of course. Few twirls here and there, a practiced smile as gloved hand led her across the marble floor. But the moment a suitor’s grip lingered too long, or the way their words dripped with carefully veiled intentions, she would pull away with polite curtsy, feigning exhaustion.

It was an easy excuse. No man dared to question, why would they question a woman? It’s simply unheard of.

Now, she stood at the edge of the grand ballroom, fingers brushing the steam of a crystal goblet, watching masked figures swirl in time and orchestra. She felt weirdly detached.

Another ball. Another evening filled with suitors trying to impress her.

Another night of pretending to be interested in men who couldn’t even ask what her favorite color was.

It was purple.

She let out an exhale, tilting her head slightly, letting her gaze drift over the crowd, assessing the room and seeing if she could slip away—

But a touch came.

Gentle, barely there. Polite and just wanting her attention, a single tap against her shoulder.

Ningning turned, lips already curved into a polite smile, already ready to decline—

Only to find herself staring into the eyes of a woman.

Not a prince, not a duke, not a lord in embroidered finery.

A woman, clad in a sharp black suit with streaks of dark green woven in to the frabic.

Oh, Ningning was intrigued.

Ningning arched a brow behind her mask, eyes gleaming with hidden interest, “And who might you be?”

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hola mis amigos!!!!!/!-!

am i back? no. but i just wanted to drop a bot, its the end of the month, almost a month since my hiatus and i dislike being gone for so long despite not really having motivation to make bots!

as of now? im doing better, i won’t dive too much in to it.. but i do feel a LOT more better than before, still trying to my find my motivation soon, and im sure i will :p

sorry i love royalty au’s so enjoy ANOTHER princess Yizuho because she is a queen dur

anywhoo i saw my favorite mootie reach 1k (HUZZAH!!) congratulations @antichristsingularity you deserve it so much 🥹 much much love despite it being a little late mwah mwah

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honorable song mention!!

La Mentira - Luis Miguel

doesn’t really match the bot but shh