whose_son_am_i: (Ragnarok--Dark-Suit 2)
whose_son_am_i ([personal profile] whose_son_am_i) wrote2027-08-15 09:41 pm

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justdontgiveame: (a shrug//weak and idle themes)

[personal profile] justdontgiveame 2024-02-06 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Puck considered the question. "Mood lighting, mostly. I like how the fireplace casts, and that's fine for reading and ambience, but.. I want it to feel calmer. Like you're leaving everything else outside when you come in. The antithesis to an office, where you'd go to work." Puck looked around the room.

"Kind of like taking the reading corner and stretching it."
justdontgiveame: (hey there//and all is mended)

[personal profile] justdontgiveame 2024-02-06 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Puck blinked in plain confusion for a moment before Loki cast his magic. It was cozy but also open and inviting, the rugs and tapestries working together with how Puck had already decorated. The decorating equivalent of a door being held open and being welcomed in. He laughed softly at first and then loudly as he stood and stepped into the illusion properly, eyes widening as his feet sank into one of the rugs. Puck's own illusions could be just as lifelike, but it felt different- nice to not be the one casting it.

He smiled at Loki, plain joy on his face. "It's wonderful!"
justdontgiveame: (attending//robin will make it up)

[personal profile] justdontgiveame 2024-02-06 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Puck nodded, moving to take Loki's hands. "A day sounds very nice." It really didn't seem that complex but Puck appreciated the messages being sent with it. "Thank you, Loki, that's very kind of you." He laughed again a little, still enjoying all of it. The illusion, spending time together, and having the security in his feelings.

Puck pulled him into a hug. "I'll repay you ten times over, you realize?"
justdontgiveame: (an offer//With flowers and treasure)

[personal profile] justdontgiveame 2024-02-06 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll do that, then." Puck said with a nod. Easily, and happily. As he was held, Puck smiled and got comfortable. The illusion was certainly helping. The pie was forgotten for the time being-- but it was as sweet, if not better.