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Mielle rose onto her tiptoes, placing a fresh cream puff in front of him-only to drop the plate on the table with a clatter at his words.

“Y-you were… thinking about me?” she stammered, cheeks burning. "Here I was thinking you were planning some sort of bakery heist..."

With a soft huff, she-
Tat was caught, simply put. He blinked away his thoughts but they lay upon him like warm, silken sheets.

"Ah, just daydreaming, I suppose." He leaned forward in his seat. "Wondering what would look best on you, my dear."
Various attire?

Go on, share with the gobbo, she's all ears after all!

Oh no, speaking of the dev-

"Tat?" Mielle tilted her head, ears wiggling as she caught that far-off look on his face.“You’ve been staring holes through me, what’s rattling around in that handsome head of yours?”
September 14, 2025 at 6:54 PM
Various attire?

Go on, share with the gobbo, she's all ears after all!

Oh no, speaking of the dev-

"Tat?" Mielle tilted her head, ears wiggling as she caught that far-off look on his face.“You’ve been staring holes through me, what’s rattling around in that handsome head of yours?”
September 14, 2025 at 6:33 PM
Mielle’s ears twitched, and she let out a little huff, trying- and failing- not to giggle.

“Adorable, huh?” she murmured, " Coming from such a handsome devil himself, maybe... Too handsome... ”

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she gasped, hand flying to her cheek in mock horror.-
"How can I not? I'm being proved right, *and* my favorite lady is looking adorable whilst doing so." He leaned over the counter, elbow upon it with his chin in his hand.

"It's free entertainment. Though, I may need some nourishment to go with this kind of show." He eyed her for a moment, then+
Her ears flicked back, cheeks flushing deeper as she crossed her arms, trying to hide the twitch of her tail—but failing spectacularly.

“Eh-!” she huffed, a little foot stomp just to prove a point.

"I do not hop about for no reason! And my tail? It’s… expressive, alright? Nothing more.”-
September 14, 2025 at 4:56 PM
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"It's because I got turned into a rabbit that one time... don't take it any other way..."
August 17, 2025 at 1:30 PM
Her ears flicked back, cheeks flushing deeper as she crossed her arms, trying to hide the twitch of her tail—but failing spectacularly.

“Eh-!” she huffed, a little foot stomp just to prove a point.

"I do not hop about for no reason! And my tail? It’s… expressive, alright? Nothing more.”-
"Tail," he answered matter-of-factly. "Your tail twitches and swishes and you tend to hop sometimes."

His lips cracked in a grin.

"You also stomp your feet when you get a bit too upset."
She narrowed her eyes into the squintiest squint known to goblin kind, fixing the tiefling with a suspicious look. Was he… was he being cheeky?

“Do I, now?” she huffed, arms crossing across her chest. “Care to enlighten me, dear Tat? And don’t you dare say it’s because of my ears.”
September 13, 2025 at 4:32 PM
“A Quasit?” she said softly, . “Oh… I’ve always thought they were rather cute. Tiny little things with all that chaotic energy—it’s kind of endearing, isn’t it?” Was she talking about the Quasit, or herself? One couldn't really tell-
Tat listened, and upon her indication that it *couldn't* be scary made him frown.

"Ah, then a Quasit is out of the question, even if we dressed it up in a little outfit." His claws tapped the table, eyes focused somewhere else as he thought.

"Perhaps a Pseudodragon can be a lookout, and a Fire+
Mielle's enthusiasm dimmed slightly at the revelation that pseudodragons didn't breathe fire. "Ah, I see," she said, her ears twitching in slight disappointment. Well, there went her 'Little Guard Dragon' idea.

"But a creature that can help me in the bakery, keep an eye out for trouble-
September 13, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Her ears perked up as his words lingered in the air, and she let out a quiet, breathy laugh as the Tiefling had already stepped out the door.

“Always so thoughtful,” she murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The ache in her chest softened, replaced by the flutter of-
"Mielle, I have enough stories to last a lifetime. There will be no shortage, I assure you." Clawed hands curled around the box and drew it inward, and he offered one final smile before turning to the door and looking back.

"It's a date, then? I'll have things prepared next time I visit, but I'll+
The mention of sharing a dinner had Mielle beaming, her ears giving an eager wiggle, though she tried to hide her excitement behind the guise of nonchalance.

“A dinner, hm?” she drawled, resting her chin in her hand like she wasn’t already thrilled. Her tail, however, betrayed her with a steady-
September 13, 2025 at 3:51 PM
“Hey! That… that was—” she sputtered, flustered, waving a hand at him, ears drooping back as she playfully glared at him. “Completely unfair! How are you supposed to just swoop in and—ugh—steal things and be charming while doing it?”

She huffed, crossing her arms but couldn’t hide the twitch of a-
"Mm, no." One hand closed around both of hers, his face leaning in close and stealing a kiss. A stunning manuever, retrieving the extract from her and pulling back to leave her on the counter.

"You get to relax. I'm baking a pie. Well, more like a meat pie." He smirked.

"A stew pie, if you will."
Mielle’s blush deepened, her mouth opening and closing like she was about to argue—only to huff instead.

“…Flattery will only get you so far, you know,” she muttered, though her tail betrayed her with an anxious flick. Still, she reached up, plucked the extract from the shelf,-
September 13, 2025 at 3:35 PM
Those kind eyes softened even further, warmth radiating from her like a quiet hearth. She let out a small, tender sigh, leaning just slightly closer, her voice gentle, almost a whisper.

“Tat… you don’t need to flatter me,” she murmured, her fingers brushing absentmindedly against the table.-
The look in her eyes made his heart skip a beat, and the way she spoke painted a smile on tired lips.

"Then know I am always at your beckon call, my dear." Another bite, another grunt of satisfaction. As the sun set around them, draping the shop in its glow, his eyes focused on the goblin.

Oh,+
“Oh, don’t go getting all sappy on me now,” she teased as she waved her fork like it was nothing, though a flush dusted her cheeks.

“You’ll make me think you actually like visiting for more than just the pastries.”

She leaned forward just a little, eyes filled with warmth.-
September 13, 2025 at 2:49 PM
She narrowed her eyes into the squintiest squint known to goblin kind, fixing the tiefling with a suspicious look. Was he… was he being cheeky?

“Do I, now?” she huffed, arms crossing across her chest. “Care to enlighten me, dear Tat? And don’t you dare say it’s because of my ears.”
"You *do* have some characteristics inherit to rabbits..."
"It's because I got turned into a rabbit that one time... don't take it any other way..."
September 13, 2025 at 2:11 PM
A curious sight catches the reader's eye—a small, cloaked figure lingering at the bakery’s door. With a quick glance over their shoulder, stretch on tiptoes, flip the sign to OPEN, and scamper inside/

Well, would you look at that… seems a certain gobbo was back in town!
September 13, 2025 at 1:59 PM
"It's because I got turned into a rabbit that one time... don't take it any other way..."
August 17, 2025 at 1:30 PM
“Oh, don’t go getting all sappy on me now,” she teased as she waved her fork like it was nothing, though a flush dusted her cheeks.

“You’ll make me think you actually like visiting for more than just the pastries.”

She leaned forward just a little, eyes filled with warmth.-
"I'm not sure how well that would really be, but I'm sure whatever you bake will be just wonderful."

Another bite, a louder purr. He chuckled after he swallowed and watched Mielle for a moment, unable to get that smile off his face.

"Thank you, really. For everything."
Mielle couldn't help but giggle at his dramatic reaction, her eyes sparkling with mischief, the warmth of his smile spreading to her own cheeks.

"See? Told you it was magical!" she chimed out cheekily, popping another bite into her mouth.

"Just imagine, when I make that Ale cake..."
August 16, 2025 at 12:51 PM
The mention of sharing a dinner had Mielle beaming, her ears giving an eager wiggle, though she tried to hide her excitement behind the guise of nonchalance.

“A dinner, hm?” she drawled, resting her chin in her hand like she wasn’t already thrilled. Her tail, however, betrayed her with a steady-
Yes, he had to go. His work was never done, especially with so few adventurers in supply these days. He saw her little smile wobble, and it made his heart ache.

"Sharing a nice dinner with you might make up for all the times I've fled, perhaps?" Tat offered a little smile to go with his softer+
Mielle's smile wobbled at "to go," her ears drooping just a little. She quickly masked it with a playful pout, arms crossed.

“To go? Again?” she almost whined out. “You’re breaking this poor goblin’s heart, Tat. One pastry at a time.”

She packed the cream puffs with a dramatic little sigh,-
August 16, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Mielle’s blush deepened, her mouth opening and closing like she was about to argue—only to huff instead.

“…Flattery will only get you so far, you know,” she muttered, though her tail betrayed her with an anxious flick. Still, she reached up, plucked the extract from the shelf,-
"Stray? Of course not." He chuckled and reached a hand out, caressing her cheek with the back of his fingers.

"You always have a warm place to come home to with me, Mielle." He then pointed to the cabinet just out of his reach, but now in hers.

"Could you snag me some extract, please?"
Mielle let out a startled “EEP—!” as she was suddenly scooped up like a sack of flour.

She blinked, wide-eyed, legs swinging slightly off the edge as she tried to process what had happened.

“…Excuse me?!” she piped, cheeks blazing. “Did I look like a stray cat that needed repositioning?!”
August 16, 2025 at 12:07 AM
Mielle let out a startled “EEP—!” as she was suddenly scooped up like a sack of flour.

She blinked, wide-eyed, legs swinging slightly off the edge as she tried to process what had happened.

“…Excuse me?!” she piped, cheeks blazing. “Did I look like a stray cat that needed repositioning?!”
August 3, 2025 at 12:10 PM
Mielle's smile wobbled at "to go," her ears drooping just a little. She quickly masked it with a playful pout, arms crossed.

“To go? Again?” she almost whined out. “You’re breaking this poor goblin’s heart, Tat. One pastry at a time.”

She packed the cream puffs with a dramatic little sigh,-
"Charm? Me? Aha, I suppose so." How many times had he visited the shop? Five, six times a week? Hells, whenever he was in town, honestly.

"Your cream puffs are the best in the continent, if I may be so bold in saying so." He punctuated the declaration with a tap of his claw.

"Speaking of?+
Oh, he still didn't get it...

Her ears seemed to droop just a little bit before perking back up, being flirty or witty wasn't her strong suit, obviously.

She decided to play along, not wanting to ruin the moment. She smiled widely up at the Tiefling a small blush dusting her cheeks from his-
August 2, 2025 at 3:32 PM
Mielle couldn't help but giggle at his dramatic reaction, her eyes sparkling with mischief, the warmth of his smile spreading to her own cheeks.

"See? Told you it was magical!" she chimed out cheekily, popping another bite into her mouth.

"Just imagine, when I make that Ale cake..."
Tat eyed the piece of cake for a moment, giving it a sniff before taking it into his maw and chewing.

After several seconds he let out a purr, not unlike a cat, and smiled at her.

"It must be magic. I feel better already." Maybe it was because Mielle made it.
His ale is her cake.... what about... Ale cake??

He could see her scribbling the idea down on a dinky piece of paper next to her before holding out a fork with a bite of cake on it to him.

"Try this!" She swallowed her bite. "The cake helps! It's...Magic!" It wasn't, she just had a sweet tooth.
August 2, 2025 at 3:08 PM
Aaah! What a perfect day to close up early and treat herself to some well-deserved relaxation! Where’s the little gobbo off to? To her secret hideaway, of course!

Just outside town lies a quiet pond, nestled among trees. Not many visitors come by, so a refreshing dip is definitely on the agenda!
a painting of a pond with water lilies and leaves
ALT: a painting of a pond with water lilies and leaves
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August 2, 2025 at 2:51 PM
bean ;;

Let me not think and write silly things Mielle would say about your muse!
August 1, 2025 at 7:23 PM
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bean ;;

Do I…. Finish?
July 15, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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I think there's 𝒈͟𝒐͟𝒐͟𝒅 in you somewhere.
July 26, 2025 at 8:49 AM
bean ;;

Due to a few uncomfy messages OOC from some people (none of you who are seeing this) I’ll be making rules and posting them under my pinned post & unfinished art of Mielle!!

Nothing RP wise will change, this is just for my own anxiety! And a heads up if timeline is cluttered for a bit!
July 17, 2025 at 12:16 PM
His ale is her cake.... what about... Ale cake??

He could see her scribbling the idea down on a dinky piece of paper next to her before holding out a fork with a bite of cake on it to him.

"Try this!" She swallowed her bite. "The cake helps! It's...Magic!" It wasn't, she just had a sweet tooth.
...Ah..

His ale is her cake, it seems...Tragic.

He's still going to find whoever said that and teach them a lesson.
Now now, don't do anything drastic. That's not what the gobbo would want now would it?

Speaking of her, she had been calming down! Sure, she was headfirst in a piece of cake drowning her sorrows... But she'd bounce back from this no problem!
July 16, 2025 at 12:40 AM
Oh, he still didn't get it...

Her ears seemed to droop just a little bit before perking back up, being flirty or witty wasn't her strong suit, obviously.

She decided to play along, not wanting to ruin the moment. She smiled widely up at the Tiefling a small blush dusting her cheeks from his-
"Suppose so, you don't see many Tieflings looking exactly like myself." He gave an honest shrug, tapping his horns with his knuckles.

"You're unique as well, Mielle. Truly one of a kind."
Blink blink...

Was he always this dense?

"I..." The goblin was too stunned to speak! What an unexpected... twist this took.

"Ah, well, you know what they say, the apple- or in this case, the pie, falling far from the tree. You're definitely one of a kind!" She tried to salvage the flirty banter.
July 16, 2025 at 12:17 AM