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「𓆄」 "Oh, well, okay then!" Those are acceptable parameters enough, he thought! He's still going to help her, as a feather oh so kindly toted a towel to him as he passed her his dishes.
"I'll dry today, and next time I'll wash."
"Sorry! I'm so used to just doing it by myself that I kinda go into focused mode about it." More than she liked, at times!
She stands by the sink, arm held out waiting for his dishes. "C'mon! Or do you wanna wash this time and I dry?"
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「𓆄」 When the invites for the party had come out, Hawks had sent a text Aerith's way, effectively inviting her to go with him. With her acceptance of his invitation, he suggested with the nature of it being a masked ball, that they try to find each other! And while they'd at least coordinated a color palette, neither one knew what the other would be wearing, so it kept it fresh.
And, with Hawks' late arrival, when he was in proximity of the manner, he could already hear the atmosphere of the party through one of his feathers. Sooo, maybe he had an added perk, but, he wouldn't find her right away just to even out the playing field. Even so much as to moving farther away when he was mingling with some other party goers.
After being at the party for about thirty-ish minutes, he decided the jig was up, and it's when she was being invited for a dance, is an arm thrown around her.
"There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you." A playful laugh escaped him as he guided her away from the crowd. "You haven't been here long, have you?"
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Conspiring with your alternate father's child self to get him to decorate for Halloween.
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"Aye, you havin' fun?!" Meiko grinned.
A Lalafell was slapped off the stage by a falling bamboo column and went flying.
"Ah, poor bitch," Meiko tsk'd and then ran again to dodge another falling tower of bamboo.
After they dodged a few more bamboo columns, Yojimbo sheathed his sword suddenly.
"Thank your lucky stars Zanmato thirsts not for your blood," he called out. "This is as far as you go!"
Coins now rained down into five little piles around the stage. Meiko moved quickly to Aymeric's side.
"S'just a bonus round," she explained. "You get more tokens if you stop an' grab some from the piles, but he's gonna send his dog around. If th'dog catches you, you're out."
Yojimbo whistled and his dog bounded up onto the stage.
"Go, Daigoro!"
"Get ready an' dinnae be greedy!"
Aymeric hadn't been aware there would be a crowd watching, but he wasn't opposed to showing off a little. He instructed drills frequently, with knights watching his form to mimic it, so a crowd wasn't that intimidating. Besides, there were plenty of other people they might be watching on the stage.
Yojimbo might have been fast, but Aymeric was faster – or, perhaps more accurately, fast enough to anticipate where the bamboo would fall. He quickly moved out of the way, moving right along with Meiko to a clear area of the stage. Would that he had his own sword and could clear his own path – but alas, that was not the point of the exercise.
A few of the people competing with them were knocked off the stage by the first cut, and the second cut happened just as fast. Aymeric fled to safety, barely even pausing to marvel at the size of the overly giant bamboo as he did so. This one was split straight up and down, reducing the amount of safe areas on the stage.
Aymeric found himself next to Meiko again, and he gave her a brief smile. “Interesting game, for certain,” he told her as a third piece of bamboo appeared on the stage.
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CONT'D. @sillymuses
💀 — “ Oh, no, no. I hear ya, sister! You're preaching to the choir here. ”
[ though the undead isn't ' evil ' enough to wish any ... extreme harm upon the living, the scrambling firemen have it under control. that's what they're paid for! once that moral quandary is settled, he's good to justify the other one.]
“ I've had my share of ' accidents ' involving some property damage. People get on my ass about it! But if a layman had access to the Necronomicon or some shit, potion of fiery explosion – ? They'd do the same. Good to get it out in one go; you feel better now, don't 'cha? ”
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"I saw you out there, fighting for your life." Kelpie hissed out. They was stalking after the women. Not knowing if she was part of the BSAA or any of the groups that were hunting them.
Jill spins on her heels to find the source of the voice addressing her, and sees someone standing before her. They look human, but not...exactly, and it's clear by their physical condition they've been through hell themselves. She's cautious, sizing the stranger up, but not yet reaching for her weapon.
"You've been watching me," Jill observes plainly and calmly. Evidently, there are other actors at play here. She wonders if the stranger might be an undercover operative, or a B.O.W. sent to kill her by Los Illuminados, the KGB or some remnant of the Spencer family or Umbrella Corporation, but she's never seen a B.O.W. display such obvious sapience before: Typically they're uncontrollable shambling monstrosities, or soldiers programed to obey orders without question with no free will of their own.
She decides to take a chance, slowly beginning to raise her hands, but not keeping them far from her holster.
"May I ask who you are, and why you're following me?" Jill asks carefully and politely.
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"It's only spring, but it's still sweltering out. I wish I could swim and take a dip in the lake to cool off...but I...ah... don't know how to. Maybe I could just sit in the shallows."
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❝ NOW, NOW — THERE'S NO need to get so worked up. ❞
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Accursed Mirror (Open Starter)
Where had his mirror gone and ended up?
The last time the Startouched Elf had bothered to actually check, the mirror that gave a window into his prison was in the possession of a Dragon.
Curiosity, and perhaps some vague hope for something interesting, however, had driven him to...well. Activate the mirror's powers.
Hiding just enough out of sight to listen for any....reactions.
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HAPPY [[buy our stock]][spooky edition]!!!!
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"I didnae think I'd ever be ready for it, either," Meiko admitted. "Sometimes it just comes outta nowhere. If it's meant tae be, it sticks." At least, that was how she chose to view it. Better to be neutral and vaguely optimistic than think too hard about how it all could end.
As Rikku went on to explain the wrap, Meiko nodded as she tried to envision it. It sounded like a Turali taco! Kind of? Or close to it, at least.
"Oh, uh!" Choices. Meiko looked over at the selection of vegetables, only able to recognize a few. "How about... all th'green ones?" Remke always said she needed to have more of those.
Once she was given her wrap -- it was like a taco, but like, a too tight taco -- she thanked the vendor and looked to Rikku for an example of how to eat the damn thing.
"She sounds cute! If you find your way back, you need to bring her to meet us! If it won't get you lost again." But if she found her way back home once, she'd be able to do it again! "You know, sometimes I wish I had someone, but I dunno if I'm ready for all that."
Rikku couldn't really imagine some man being there all the time. Like, what if he got too annoying? Was she just expected to put up with him? Then again, people said she was annoying, so maybe her and Mr. Future Boyfriend would balance each other out or something.
"We wrap food stuff in a wrap! It's like a flat bread that you put your ingredients in and then mush it all together! You can get chicken and vegetables and shove it all together into one yummy sandwich. But it's not a sandwich. You get me?"
Maybe it was better to demonstrate.
"Hey, Mr. Resalof! Can we have two chicken wraps, please? I'm showing my friend here around the city and want her to experience you're amazing food!" She turned to Meiko. "And you just pick what vegetables and extras you want in it and voila! Your wrap is done!"
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「𓆄」 He had plenty of help around the agency today, and once he'd had everyone started on their patrols and various other clerical duties to attend to, Hawks had dipped for the day. Though, he made sure he was still reachable by phone if it came down to it.
Aerith had tasked him with cleaning up some flower patches in Archimedes, and while they were working parallel for the day, their final patch being the one that they'd both finish together. The thing he was looking forward to most, actually.
It'd taken a couple of hours to get to that point. And, admittedly, he was getting impatient, but, he couldn't rush unless he'd like to risk getting chided by Aerith. Who might whack him upside the head with her basket for being sloppy.
So, when they meet up, he's the first to warmly greet the woman.
"Fancy meeting you here!" As if this wasn't planned. "Come here often, dove?" Fortunately, their baskets looked to be similar in size, with the preened flowers that have wilted, so he's confident in saying he did it correctly.
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The answer is "your mom," case closed, we figured it out.
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「𓆄」 "Let you start cleaning?" Again with this! He was gathering his own plates and dishes. "You don't want me to clean with you? For shame!!"
"I'll be looking forward to seeing what you pick out then."
"C'mon, let me start cleaning up so we can get to bed. It's getting late."
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CONT'D. @lultimagoccia
💀 — “ I'm slick like an eel in an oil spill. ” [ he states plainly, idly playing with a straw wrapper. he drops water onto it with the ring of condensation left by a recent cup, making it inch around. ]
“ I guess that's something. Good enough, for a place like yours. Are you gonna at least dress up? ”
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