#* ✶ ❪ a response fitting to your letter has been sent┊❛ αѕкѕ ❜ ❫

[abrasife]

Hey! I meant to send in Flora's name for the love calculator thing. Just out of curiosity~

MEME ┊accepting. 

KEITH x FLORA

76% - For you guys, Love is just a word, it’s a definition you guys give each other.”

EXTENDED READING:

92% - RELATION OF HARMONY AND FULFILMENT! A fine relation between the Passionate Lover and the Dreamer. Scorpio is known to put their heart and mind into the success of any relation. But often they never give space for their partner to contribute. That can create issues for independent partners. Here the soft hearted Pisces always looks for harmony, love and most often obliges to their Scorpio partner. Therefore you can be assured this duo will survive!

❝ I don’t like this thing. It’s clearly biased to people I don’t know well. How the heck does it pair people based on their names? What letters look good together?? ❞ Why are people still sending this stuff? Why do they want to know their compatibility with him? What was the point of getting these percentages that clearly have no substance or credibility? He’s also upset these numbers are higher than the ratings he got with the two he’s actually had decent relationship with.

[abrasife]

"Not a lot of people come here at this time, so we have lots of space!" Ophelia grinned, spreading her arms widely to emphasize the size of the outdoor skating rink. What better way to celebrate the holidays than spending quality time together, for free? Suddenly, she's clinging onto the railway for dear life, legs tangled in an attempt to keep her balance. Shyly, she cracked a smile, more than happy to spend this moment with him. "Merry Christmas, Keith!"

UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting.

Somehow, she had managed to convince him to come to the ice-skating rink with her. If anything had convinced him to go, it was probably the humourous idea of whether or not the girl knew how to ice-skate at all; imaging it by itself would do him no favors, so he might as well see for himself if she could. It was an amusing thought to consider, considering how clumsy she seemed to be. But still, his fellow peer somehow always managed to find a time to head to these places with less of a crowd, much to his personal preference. It was a wonder how she knew. Did she spend time researching good times to go just to give him more incentive to hang out with her? Nah, probably not. Just because she considered him one of her best friends, it didn’t necessarily mean she’d go that far. Though, he’d probably go that far for her, just grab a computer at the library to look up these things.

Though, winter sports and events were usually ones he avoided because of how he would have to expose himself to the cold he hated so much. It was more trouble than he wanted to deal with, but for her sake, he should try his best. And so, he allowed her to take him where she had planned to go. Yet, he hadn’t expected this to be an outdoor rink. However, it was definitely a nice place to go ice-skating with the scenery around them. It was like they happened to stumble upon a frozen lake instead of a man-made ice rink.

Before he could even express his gratefulness to her dragging him out here on her whims, she had already stepped onto the ice to enjoy the ice-skating experience. Or rather, tried. She really looked like a newborn fawn just learning how to walk right now.

❝ Oh my god, can you not ice-skate?! ❞ he exclaimed in a fit of laughter at her terrible attempt at balancing atop the layers of ice. Even he hadn’t really gone ice-skating before, but at least he knew how to keep himself from falling over or clinging to the railing for dear life like this, ❝ Ophelia, you just have to keep your feet at an angle to the ice to keep balance. It’s not too hard; it should be pretty natural. ❞

He took a moment to calm himself down, taking deep breaths to prevent himself from going back into a laughing fit. Shifting his gaze to her, he returned her sentiment, ❝ Merry Christmas to you too, ❞ he replied with a soft smile.

[abrasife]

🎰 ofc i gotta

MEME┊accepting. 

KEITH && FOSSARIUS

(is it just me or is everything trying to put them together? cuz I looked up random love calculator stats a long while ago with every muse he had interacted with… smh and sighs and cringes–idk what to make of that fucking result with Fossarius)

Yeah, this one is a mess. Keith genuinely cares about this worthless assassin who can’t peel an orange (he’ll never let him live it down and my god it’s gonna stay forever; it warms his heart tbh bc laughter is the best medicine–he’s never laughed at something that dumb, so it’s a precious memory now), and it doesn’t even make sense. He doesn’t even mind the constant annoyances Fossarius decides to throw at him anymore. I think he just got used to it all, like “oh, it’s just him again, whatever” and he has a sense of “he probably won’t hurt me seriously based on previous antics” (we haven’t written anything where Fossarius has gotten him into dangerous things or tried to inflict anymore than a bruise except ooc jokes really, but who knows, that might change). 

A big part of him really does want to know what kind of person Fossarius is underneath what he showcases, you know, because Keith feels like there’s something broken behind it (call it intuition). And not to mention, Keith does trust the guy quite a bit despite… everything bad about him. Call it a desire to connect with people in general–assume that’s why he even bothers at this point. But… that’s also very incorrect. If he really couldn’t stand how he was being treated, he would’ve cut Fossarius out by now like he did with Reanne (though in her case, it was more like she cut him out and he just went with it–but he was at the end of his rope). 

The thing is that even though Fossarius does talk down to him, he hasn’t targeted him in a manner that would break him. With reference to Reanne, her method slowly cracked him over time, so for his own safety, he had to pull out. It is important to note, he broke his side of their relationship off on good terms with her despite the emotional hell she had put him through. Fossarius has not put him through emotional hell yet. I guess you could say he’s used to the vastly undeserved punishment of things he does to the point where he’s become apathetic to it to a large degree. It’s when that becomes persisting or when his awareness of his need to have a proper connection becomes overwhelming that it starts to get through and he needs a respite to pull himself together again–then he goes back out to repeat the cycle.

KEITH && ELIAS

Will this end up with a similar dynamic as the demon above? I doubt it. It’d probably be much, much worse; I can’t pinpoint specifically how, but it’s a sense I get from reading through his profile. But, if it ever got bloody, just know you’ve probably guaranteed a permanent fear response (a worse one would probably form depending on the blackmail involved). Also, based on turned au and past relationship stuff, Keith is very easy to take advantage of if you press the right emotion buttons. 

They both seem to love cats though. Let Keith show him that mug he painted (even though that mug is kind of childish lol). Or maybe there could be a moment where Elias might actually accept the cupcakes Keith miiiiiight make in celebration for his birthday (if he ever becomes aware of when that is). Okay, this stuff will probably never happen, but I will always throw Fossarius under the bus when I can. lmao.

KEITH && MILES

You said “no. run” when Miles popped up on your list. I seriously don’t see the problem you’ve got, Mikey, unless his profile does nothing to showcase the absolute (probable) brat monstrosity he is.

These two don’t really have overlapping interests or hobbies, so interactions may be tough :/

KEITH && NATSUKI

Okay, this has more potential than whatever Miles is. It might be awkward at first, but I can see these two being eventual friends, most likely being able to connect with similar issues. Also, I can imagine Keith going all “take care of yourself better, you idiot” because of Natsuki constantly overworking himself. 

KEITH && VALENTINE

Vandalize Keith’s art and he’ll cry. I’ve already proven that. Valentine will not ever be on his friend list if he does it. 

[abrasife]

[sleep] - fossy, lmao

MEME ┊selectively accepting.

After a long day of worrying and stressing over his sister’s well-being, it was certainly welcome to have a good night’s rest. She had already noticed his self-neglect so it would be time to start working on getting back on the right track on controlling his health. Sleep was one thing he failed to get enough of for the past few months, his mind racing with various ideas and calculations as to what to put in for a potential next dish for Rachael to consider safe to eat. But, now that she had become aware of her self-starvation, it was much lighter of a load in his mind. She’d now be more willing to have what was made next for the sake of not worrying anyone else any more than she already had. With recovery being her new focus, Keith could finally relax a bit, not that he ever could with his own problems on his plate, but he could just a smidge.

Or… at least he hoped he could. Stress wasn’t something he knew how to get rid of. It was always there in every waking moment of his day. It was so obviously there in his head that sleep was very much welcome. It was much more welcome after that drastic spike in the intensity of it as well. Honestly, just taking a breath was much easier now, knowing that he wouldn’t have to worry about seeing his sister in a skin-and-bones appearance once again. Despite that reassurance, it was still hard to get to sleep. Thoughts still swam in his head and there was no way to quiet them. It might be from all the arguing they had done while these months flew by. Her words kept repeating in increasing volumes and whatever voice was saying them wouldn’t shut up. He had no problem! 

His eyelids felt so heavy, but at the same time, sleep evaded him. It was hard to even keep his eyes closed despite their weight. Turning to face the small pocket watch he had resting on his nightstand, the teen reached for it to check the time: it was almost ten-thirty in the evening. How great. He should’ve fallen asleep an hour ago. But thankfully, it seemed he had drifted off after that, for he didn’t even remember putting the watch back on the stand and losing consciousness.

Yet, what had disturbed him from the short slumber he had finally begun was the sound of his cell phone vibrating. The buzzing sound against the wooden surface of the night stand had finally aroused the redhead from sleep. Clumsily reaching his left arm out to grab at the device only led to the painful mistake of hitting his wrist on the edge of it, sending a good shock of pain signals to his brain. That certainly made him less groggy, yet he was still gripped tightly by whatever spell the sandman had cast on him a few hours ago.

Sitting up under the covers and multiple blankets, Keith reached for his phone with his right hand this time, attempting to ignore the pain in his left wrist to see what was so important that his phone had woken him up. Glancing at the screen only displayed a phone number he did not recognize. Resting his head against the pillow again and moving his phone towards his ear, he swiped the pick up call prompt before letting the device rest upon his outer ear and letting his arm rest on the pillow beside him.

The voice that registered in his mind felt familiar, but due to his overall sleepiness, it was hard to really pinpoint who exactly it sounded like let alone actually feel any other emotion than utterly exhausted. What time was it right now? He wanted to go back to sleep. It took him a good half a minute to respond to the oddly condescending voice on the other side of the line, ❝ … who… is this… ? ❞

PS. this takes place literally after that drabble.

[abrasife]

does keith lile Big cats bc concept is diana turning into a tiger or lion or something and just being able to drown in the softness

headcanon. He’s not actually thought about snuggling up to a living tiger or lion, that’s for sure, but at least in medieval verse, he would definitely have used their fur or hide as blankets or as material for clothes at some point in his life, not that the F.E series really talks about lions and tigers that are not of those who are capable into shapeshifting into those creatures (and even if it did, I haven’t played the games those guys are featured in anyway). With assistance, he’d probably hunt them for food because he’s got to get something back to his family while stuck in famine (especially when their family’s crops are not yielding a sustainable amount). Basically, the idea of being soft with big cats is non-existent with him there. He’s more likely to see them as a threat.

As for modern verse, he would definitely shy away from them due to the fact they are capable of killing humans if they tried to. But since this is Diana transformed we’re talking about here, I think he’d be fine with it, since Diana probably wouldn’t try to eat him for lunch. However, he definitely favors domesticated cats.

[abrasife]

keith was right, fossarius' prank had been too soft. clearly, he needed to step it up. keith should count his blessings for what happened, because fossarius had a new prank in store. a straight up box of spiders. harmless ones, mercifully, but long-legged basement spiders. he gives it a nice shake to wake them up before handing the box over to keith with a devious grin. " since you loved the last one so much, i got you another gift, keithy-boy~ !! "

UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting. 

Another gift? This would be two gifts in two days. Something felt so wrong about this. It was odd enough to get the first one to begin with, so would it be wrong to reject this one? Also, he really didn’t want it. He didn’t want anything right now. And since it was also coming from Fossarius himself, it definitely wasn’t going to be useful or nice in content. Yeah, he should definitely refuse to take it. Or, rather, he wished he could. The box had already been placed in his arms by the time he had even come to the conclusion.

Did he have to open this? He didn’t want to. It was only going to torment him. Glitter was just a respite from the usual. What was even in here? What kind of torment would be inflicted here? There was the possibility of bugs–why did bugs have to be the first thing that came to mind? Oh, it was because of their first meeting where that–he didn’t need to make that flash of memory more vivid than it already was. 

Glancing down at the box in his arms, he was tempted to drop it to the ground, but he had a feeling he’d be worse off if he did that. But at the same time, he didn’t want to hold it. While he was grateful for the company, this was not what he wanted out of it. Frozen in place, all he could do was stare at the cardboard box as the flaps began to be pushed upon. Yep, here was the torment~ Whoop dee do. Why was his brain malfunctioning? He really couldn’t operate today, or yesterday. 

Upon one of the spiders climbing out of the box and walking over to make its way up his arm, all Keith could do was stare at it blankly. Now, he wasn’t afraid of bugs or spiders, but he wasn’t the type who liked them either. It was surprising how he didn’t feel anything right now. Did his apathy get pushed to max or something? Well, even if it was crawling up his wrist guard, it wasn’t like it’d bother him since it wouldn’t be pressing down on his wrist directly, not that a spider would likely bother the nerve with how light it was.

Shifting his eyes over to the redhead, he posed a simple question, ❝ Could you get this spider off please? And take your little present box that probably has more spiders in it back? ❞

[abrasife]

" i baked some gingerbread! "

MEME ┊accepting.

With being buried knee-deep in studying for final tests for the semester, it was certainly not a time where Keith would even offer to hang out with people. Despite doing assignments long ahead of due dates, he never really did additional book reading or reviewing outside of them. Therefore, he really had to hit the books during these last few days where he could solely focus on those tests. Sure, he wouldn’t be coming back to campus ever since the plan was to drop out (because why pay this much for extra education?), but he might as well still put his best foot forward.

Although, there was a noticeable decline in the time he spent outside his dorm to either go eat something or get some fresh air. Maybe that’s why Leah had decided to bother him when he finally left his dorm to go take an outdoor break from studying. But, he hadn’t expected her to be waiting right outside the dorm itself. Closing the door behind him, he faced his upperclassman who he had seen a bit too much recently. He still wasn’t over the last time she had visited. 

Yet, here she stood, a wide smile on her face as she held out a portion of gingerbread for him to take. Was she really expecting him to take it? No, just no. He wouldn’t. For one thing, he didn’t like gifts that much and two, never ever offer him food as a gift if you were going to be insistent on giving him one! It was golden standard and why did she not get it?! Glancing between the plate in her hands and her stupidly upbeat demeanor, all Keith could do to keep himself from ranting internally was frown and cross his arms.

❝ And what’s that got to do with me? I’m not going to eat that if that’s what you’re implying. ❞

[abrasife]

👍🏼 ana and fos

MEME ┊accepting.

DIANA

Their first impression of them: ❝ She was… odd, in a way. I mean, it isn’t likely for a stranger to call someone cute? Actually, I still don’t like the fact she thinks that. ❞

Their current impression of them: ❝ Well, it’s honestly hard to tell what the right thing to say around her is. It’s kind of tense. ❞

If they have the potential to be in a romantic relationship: ❝ I’m not really that interested in dating. It could be nice, but I really don’t know. ❞ [he says no to everyone; don’t take it personally]

If they have the potential to be friends: ❝ Possibly. I mean, I would like to get to know her better if that means anything. ❞

What their most attractive physical feature is: ❝ Umm, she’s overall aesthetically pleasing? I mean, Diana is Diana, and her look suits her well. She wouldn’t be her without that. Her fashion choice is definitely iconic. ❞

What their most attractive non-physical feature is: ❝ The confidence she has in herself. I wish I had some of that sometimes… wait, don’t tell anyone I said that! ❞

What nickname they have for your muse, if any: ❝ I don’t really use nicknames. ❞

How much they like your muse, on a scale of 1-10: ❝ Uh, seven? I don’t like rating scales to be honest. ❞

Out of character:

Do you have a song associated with the muses: me don’t have songs. It’s very rare that I think of something, especially since the music I listen to is very limited.

FOSSARIUS

** “he’s not here right?? I can talk freely?? I don’t want to get myself beaten up.”

Their first impression of them: ❝ I didn’t have one other than the one thought equivalent to an exclamation mark plus a question mark side-by-side because of that stupid cockroach he let crawl over my bad arm. I heavily freaked out, okay. ❞

Their current impression of them: ❝ … I… actually don’t know at the moment… ❞

If they have the potential to be in a romantic relationship: ❝ Hell no. Romance in general is overrated and a waste of time and with this person, no way in Mila’s good grace would I ever consider a demon who might as well be the same as those damned Rigelian soldiers who made me crippled in the first place. ❞ [I know this stuff references main verse things, but rating memes kinda blend the mindsets of verses because there is no set verse for them even if it would be implied by the muses involved??]

If they have the potential to be friends: ❝ As much as I want to believe he has some good part to him, he’s making it very hard. Knowing myself and my own stupidity, I’ll probably hope for it anyway. ❞

What their most attractive physical feature is: ❝ Nothing about him is attractive. Why would I find a guy attractive anyway? ❞

What their most attractive non-physical feature is: ❝ I find it hilarious he can’t peel a fricken orange, ❞ a smile forms on his face at the thought, ❝ every time I think about it, I can’t stop myself from laughing inside. ❞

What nickname they have for your muse, if any: ❝ I don’t have one for him. And either way, he’d probably break my arm if I used one. ❞

How much they like your muse, on a scale of 1-10: ❝ Oh great. I don’t want to answer this, especially not with people who’d actually hurt me for giving an unlikable answer,  ❞ but of course he had no choice in the matter, ❝ fine. I give him a… four?? ❞ He can’t believe he sounded so unsure after that stupid pre-rating ramble.

Out of character:

Do you have a song associated with the muses: see the previous note for this section.

[abrasife]

“let me take care of you, for once.”

MEME ┊accepting.

Was there really any need for someone to take care of him? Oh, wait, there was plenty of reasons why someone would need to, but that was never something he’d ask for from anyone outside his family. Even if his issues were plain as day to spot, he didn’t want each person he encountered in his day-to-day life to pity him for them or take it upon themselves to accommodate for his personal circumstance. There was a reason he didn’t ever admit to these things; if he didn’t admit them, nobody could bother him about knowing how to help, right? 

Huddling underneath his comforter and layers of blankets on top of wearing every single bit of warm wear he possible could, all he could do at the moment was try not to sneeze from the cold air that circled in his dorm room. Even though he had turned the thermostat up earlier (to something higher than seventy degrees Fahrenheit), some dolt had turned it back down. At this rate, if he didn’t suffer from frequent Raynaud’s attacks, he’d end up getting a cold, especially since he was coming back from an even colder outside weather. Of course, this led to a confrontation with his roommate and lord behold, of course he lost the argument. Since when did Keith ever win an argument? Never, even when he was right.

And it sucked that Leah had to deal with this too while she was here. He had spilled this point of being cold as hell in his room over text to vent, and it seemed she had taken it upon herself to visit and make sure he was okay. It was a nice thing of her to do, but it was really unnecessary. Unfortunately, Leah wouldn’t leave until he allowed her to do something that could be considered as her ‘taking care’ of him. Yet, there was no way he was going to ask her to help him write things down or type away at his borrowed laptop because his hands were frozen for the next five or ten minutes.

And since there was no way for her to prepare a hot soup or something with the available (rather not available) tools in the place, Leah didn’t have a way to help him warm up, at least to his knowledge. Thank god he didn’t have anything in here she could use for that, and thank god she hadn’t thought to use meal plan money (not that he would even let her do it in the first place).

Watching his upperclassman just sitting idly on his desk chair was honestly weird. They had only met outside their personal living spaces so this was not at all the usual. And to his unluckiness, he hadn’t been able to hide any of his art supplies before the girl had come over to begin with, so the first part of this meeting was simply admitting (not without a fight of course) that, well, what she saw before wasn’t just a one-time thing.

But still, how long was she going to hang in here?! He was getting too self-conscious over every little flaw she might find in his character the longer she hung out in here!

❝ … Leah, don’t you have something better to do than insist you want to help me? Because as I see it, you have more work to do than I do. ❞

[abrasife]

habits and mannerisms // introvert or extrovert // something your muse could never forgive

MEME ┊ accepting. 

I rambled. I’m sorry. But I can talk about Keith forever.

➤ habits && mannerisms

I’ve talked about his eating habits enough I guess, but to be honest, I need to go back and rewrite a small(?) portion of them. However, I’ll save that for a different post. So instead, I’ll make a list of some common, trivial behavioral habits and mannerisms he does have.

he tends to be unable to look people in the eye; this is mainly because he’s not good at confrontations and subconsciously tries to avoid them. Locking eyes kind of gives off an aggressive vibe so he doesn’t do it. Also, he naturally is inclined to submit to other people, so it’s better just to do that from the start rather than fight it out. 

he uses chopsticks and spoons when necessary to eat almost everything; this is to get away from the knife and fork issue when cutting meat (also the reason why he avoids eating meat to begin with for the most part as it’s usually served in one large piece). He won’t be expected to use his left hand if he’s using chopsticks. Though, he only does this at home, at a noodle restaurant, or eating by himself because it’s a weird habit. And yes, Keith eats by himself whenever possible since he’s super self-conscious about his meals.

switching hands in the middle of gestures; this is often because he’s still wired to use his dominant (left) hand for a majority of things despite having dealt with it’s decreasing function for years on end. 

turning away in embarrassment and stuttering because of said embarrassment; this one is pretty obvious to spot. He can’t handle it when people see him blush okay. He’s tired of and completely mortified of being called cute (yes, prior interactions have had this play out).

backpedaling and/or apologizing after engaging in any physical contact; he’s an awkward guy and these gestures are super uncomfortable for him. So when he actually initiates them, he ends up panicking and starts to think he crossed a boundary he shouldn’t have crossed. Additionally, he’ll probably be a blushing mess in 7/10 cases of this.

➤ introvert or extrovert

I’d say Keith is more of an ambivert than either of the above sides of the scale. An ambivert, if you don’t know, is a person who exhibits qualities of both introversion and extroversion. 

In Keith’s case, he can be social, but only in certain contexts. Otherwise, he shies away from social interactions due to not knowing how to approach the particular case, especially since his communication skills are superbly bad. Certain places can be enough context for him to decide on staying withdrawn or try to be more outgoing. The easiest way to get him to tolerate you and try to keep a conversation going for longer periods of time is to make sure Rachael is around (she’ll push him to be more social so that’s your ticket).

There are days where he can actively seek people out (though they are extremely rare), but the default tends to be him just minding his own business or compromising himself to make sure he has some social connection(s).

➤ something Keith could never forgive

There are plenty of things that would hurt him immensely, but at the same time, he’s always willing to give people more chances to fix their mistakes. I don’t really know of any instance where he hasn’t forgiven someone or not accepted their request to mend things, even in cases where he really shouldn’t have done it or he didn’t want to, well at least in modern verse.

In his main/fir.e em.blem verse, he would never be able to forgive the soldiers who made him crippled in the first place. I mean, they technically made the rest of his life a personal hell of constant frustration, insecurity, and inferiority. Not to mention he was lucky enough to still be capable of serving in the army, his source of income to provide for his sisters living at home. The rage he has towards them is partially what fuels him to keep going during the hard times in the war. 

Ah, this was ‘who’ rather than ‘what’, but I guess this is okay. He always decides things case by case anyway.

[abrasife]

fix --- diana

MEME┊accepting.

Shopping trips with Diana were not really unexpected at this point. It was as clear as day that she enjoyed dressing him up in various outfits, even if nothing was bought in the end. It was honestly troublesome and somewhat stressful at first, as Keith couldn’t help but worry that the redhead would force him to buy things. Yes, she could be quite insistent, but thankfully, she hadn’t pressured him into making a purchase despite the many times they had ended up shopping like this together.

After that realization, he was able to enjoy the trips a little more, or a lot more than he’d ever be able to if he went with Rachael (all they did was complain about some trends, or he’d have to listen to her complain about them). So, when Diana had begun to ask for his company more often, who was he to say no? He definitely did appreciate her inviting him to places after all. 

At the current moment, they had just left a store which the teen had assumed was one of Diana’s favorites from how she was looking at nearly every piece of clothing in there. In fact, this was probably the biggest purchase she had made in all their shopping trips, taking four bags and two in each hand. Keith had offered to carry at least one of them, but the girl wouldn’t hear it. He should’ve known that, but he felt kind of bad for making her carry all that, even if it might not be heavy.

But, it was in that moment that he had noticed her hair clip barely hanging on to a section of her bangs.

❝ Diana, hold up a second. Your hair clip is loosening. ❞ Once her footsteps came to a stop and she turned back towards him, the shorter boy reached up to grab at the hair clip that had been dangling from her bangs. It was a wonder how she didn’t feel it brushing against her forehead or anything. Unclipping it from her hair, he held it between his fingers for a moment.

Would she be okay with him clipping it back where it was? After all, his movements would be a bit different than someone else re-clipping it (for he’d have to use the upper part of his palm to keep the clip in place while he closed it, and there would be no promises on the comfort–not that he would think this kind of contact was something comfortable for anyone in the first place). He locked eyes with her for a moment; it didn’t seem like she would mind based on her expression too. Would it be okay to assume she was okay with it? He really didn’t want to overstep any boundary.

Pushing the worry aside, he began to re-clip the hair accessory, trying to place it back the way it was when they had first met up for this shopping trip. It took a bit longer than necessary because the small clip wasn’t cooperating, but in the end, Keith had managed to clip it back right where it belonged.

[abrasife]

" hey, keith ~ let's go to this haunted house! its called the mckamey manor and it's gonna be a blast! " fossarius

UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting.

Woah, hold up. What was going on here? Fossarius was inviting him somewhere? Was there a catch to all of this? There certainly had to be considering the guy didn’t even like him all that much. In fact, if it weren’t the teen going out of his way to bug him from time to time, he really doubted the other would approach him of his own free will. Or if he did, it would only to amuse himself at his own expense. Was it really worth trying to find something good or some part he could… trust? Probably not. 

Now, he hadn’t heard of this haunted house, but knowing the childish adult here, it was probably a notably high level of scary. Oh, wait. He had never been to a haunted house before. His family wasn’t one who took part in the festivities of the holidays. It might be a good experience to go, even if he did get scarred for life from the scares in them. At least he could say he went to one, right?

❝ Hmm, sounds fishy coming from you, but since you’re actually being nice to me, I guess I can indulge, ❞ Keith commented, but boy did he hope nothing like actual murder would happen while he was with this guy.

[abrasife]

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down (leonie.)

MEME┊ accepting.

Ever since she had given him that scarf as a birthday present, he really couldn’t stop using it when he went out these days. The red scarf certainly was fluffier and much warmer than his old tattered navy blue one. It had certainly replaced his old favorite scarf, and for that reason alone, the teen had decided to take some initiative to approaching the girl who had been so kind a few days ago. It wouldn’t hurt to get to know her now. It might be beneficial too, to have more people he could call the good kind of company. He didn’t need anymore people who would enjoy themselves at his expense; he had enough people on that list.

But, he had no idea what class or year she was even in. He could always look out for her during lunch period since a good portion of each grade would sit in the common lunch area. Maybe he’d be lucky enough to spot her there. So, when lunch finally rolled around, the redhead made his way towards the cafeteria, eyes darting back and forth as he made his way down the halls.

Finally catching sight of the brown ponytail he had recognized, he approached the girl, hesitant to step too close before he confirmed she was the same person. With the girl hanging her head and hands covering her face, it wasn’t something he could easily confirm. But, when she moved her hands to wipe at tears, Keith had recognized her as the girl he was in search for. Making sure his footsteps were loud enough for her to catch in the effort to not startle her, Keith walked up to her, looking at her in concern.

❝ You… alright? ❞ he awkwardly asked, ❝ no wait, of course you’re not with those tears. ❞

Knowing most people, getting some food would help cheer them up temporarily. It certainly worked to an extent from what he saw around with others (though he never would see it successful within the confines of his family other than his niece). Well, it was certainly worth a shot. Removing his backpack to grab at the lunch he had packed for the day, a bowl of corn soup with a side of salad and a few pieces of cut watermelon, he placed the bag on the floor and crouched down to open it. Digging out the extra soup bowl he had packed (he hadn’t packed extras of the sides), Keith looked up at her before hold up the packaged lunch to her.

❝ Have this. Something warm will definitely help you feel better. Though, you’ll probably have to borrow the microwave to heat it up properly… ❞

[abrasife]

Leonie carefully walked up to the male. She wasn't really how the other was going to react to her talking to him, but she did recall that he was not entirely comfortable with gifts of food. She nervously held a scarf in her shaky hands, walking up to him and clearing her throat to get his attention. "Uh, hi, Happy Birthday, Keith. I hope this is an okay present." She send the words as she held up the scarf for him to take.

UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting.

With the days getting colder and colder as they went on, wearing only one pair of gloves and a thin scarf on top of a decently heavy overcoat was not enough to keep him warm all over. Suffering from more cold-induced Raynaud’s attacks was no pleasant experience, often since it interfered with his ability to do much of anything. Normal episodes would take twenty minutes if he was lucky, but with the temperature dropping, they were more likely to last closer to half an hour now. Who knew how long it would take when December rolled around? Well, he’d deal with it when he had to deal with it, he supposed.

Trying not to outwardly show his feelings overwhelming coldness, he had finally finished up his meeting with a group for a project. It was when he was finally going to head out back into the cold of the evening that the teen had been approached by a student he did not recognize. The ponytail had immediately made him think of someone else, but the color and the way it was tied told him this was not who he thought it was at a first glance.

Blue eyes lifting to take in the girl’s unfamiliar face, he appeared a bit shocked at her words. Did they… happen to know each other? How did she get his name? Maybe she overheard it or something. It wasn’t a big deal. Shifting his attention to the scarf in her hands, he could only stare awkwardly for a moment. Did he really have the right to take such a thoughtful gift? After all, she either spent time or money for someone she hardly knew if at all. He wouldn’t do the same, honestly. Yet, she did take the time to do something, so it would be even more rude to not take it, even if she was more of a stranger to him.

Carefully taking it from her outstretched hands, Keith tossed the garment around his neck and secured it by wrapping it around twice. Ah, it really did help make his neck feel warm. His old scarf was nothing compared to this newfound warmth. A notably large, genuine smile formed on his face as he rubbed his hands together to prevent them from freezing numb again, ❝ Thanks. ❞

There was also another factor that made him smile as wide as he did. He was glad someone had acknowledged it today. He had almost thought it would be a disappointing day just it always had been in the past. And the simple act of a wish was enough to make his heart fuzzy inside.

[abrasife]

☂ diana - bc i love this trope,,,,,

☂ Our muses get caught in the rain together.

It wasn’t unusual for rain to fall from the sky during the colder months of the year, but that didn’t mean it was any more likable than when it was in the form of short showers during spring. Rather, it was more disliked than the latter, and with winter fast approaching, Keith did not enjoy being out in this pouring rain. It was always paired with cool if not actually cold breezes that loved to trigger that persistent condition he could never get rid of. In fact, his hands had already gone numb from the onset of it’s usual attack, making it impossible for him to let go of the umbrella he was holding at least for the next ten minutes or so if he was lucky enough.

Letting out a sigh of frustration, he rolled his eyes as he looked up towards the sky. There really was no sign of this rain letting up any time soon, huh? As he made his way to the store he frequented to buy his weekly groceries, he noticed a familiar girl standing underneath the overhang of the building, her head hung low as though she were reflecting over something while waiting for the rain to stop. Her hair tied into its usual pigtails and her lolita fashion sticking out like a sore thumb was enough for him to know he wasn’t mistaking Diana for anyone else.

Cautiously approaching her, Keith gave her a warm smile as she lifted her head to acknowledge him, pushing out any prior thoughts that’d lead to a self-inflicted drop in mood. Now, she was taller than him, especially since she was wearing heels, so he raised his arm up so the umbrella would stand at a height that would be more comfortable for her to stand under, ❝ Looks like you need a little bit of cover, ❞ he greeted her with a light and friendly chuckle.

[abrasife]

♡❥💝💜 let's expose my favorite tsun

How does my muse act, consciously and/or subconsciously, around people they are romantically interested in?

He’s very possessive of them. Keith is like that with nearly everyone he considers himself close to, so it may be hard to distinguish. A huge sign is if he starts getting mad/super annoyed when people throw hypotheticals about his interest having feelings for someone else or clearly having good chemistry with someone they’ve been eyeing. The teen used to meddle a little bit in the sense of giving people warnings not to destroy her heart, but after one incident, he stopped because he realized how it wasn’t his place to do it (and because the girl he was sort of defending got super passive-aggressive to the point it was just a never do it again sort of thing).

On top of being possessive, he’s high-key jealous at the same time should the above things be constantly told to him. You can probably piss him off a lot by doing this. Despite his denials, everyone can see that he does care. But remember, this jealousy also applies to people he’s close to, but it takes on a different vein in the case it is more platonic than romantic. He’s a bit more low-key about his jealousy if it’s platonic, but it’s still obvious.

For something more romantic, Keith is more likely to accept small forms of physical intimacy with his love interest. He may not be consciously aware of why he does feel okay enough to allow it, but he won’t outright deny them for asking or showcasing it. In the case of a purely platonic relationship, he will still outright refuse to engage in something like that unless he’s in a state of vulnerability, in which he probably wouldn’t even notice should someone try something.

What is my muse’s ideal date?

Places with beautiful scenery are a must-see for Keith, and he’s willing to deal with high traffic/high population density just to see them (when he usually hates having to deal with large crowds—they ruin the overall relaxing, awe-inspiring sensation of scenic places).

Aquariums and zoos may be heavily populated, but they’re places he can handle since the pros outweigh the cons. He does enjoy seeing the sights of all the animals. He’ll even draw a couple animals on a sketchpad on the rare occasions he gets a glance since he tends to get inspired by the sights and the fun of the whole experience. He’s only been once and it was back when he was a kid on a school field trip, so taking him there will definitely be a treat for him. Just… don’t expect any snacks from there unless it’s an emergency because of the high prices (despite the fact he probably did bring enough of his savings to account for having to buy something).

National parks are also great places to go too, and on the rare occasion, a trip to the beach or shoreline isn’t bad. 

Yes, he likes to walk around places and take in nice views. If you got those boxes on your checklist marked, then he’ll probably enjoy it. But, make sure to tell him when you’re tired otherwise he might get carried away on trying to see everything under the assumption he might not be able to come back.

Or simply hanging out in random small parks around the neighborhood and having a picnic or just talking works too. That’s always up his alley. This is more likely a go-to since it doesn’t cost money, and he’d prefer to spend as little as possible.

What would my muse consider a “perfect gift”?

Keith actually doesn’t like receiving gifts at all because he usually can’t make use of them, or he doesn’t have space for things (or so he says). He’s gotten sewing materials before, but he had to give them to his sister to actually have these things used. He felt so bad for not being able to use it, but at the same time, he felt super offended like the giver had poured a gallon of salt in an open wound that is the constant reminder of his carpal tunnel.

But if you had to give him something… something handmade will do the trick. He treasures those kinds of things and keeps them in a special spot. It could be a keychain, scarf, maybe even pressed flower crafts, or some stupid drawing and he’d love it. Just don’t give him gloves. He hardly wears them because he has his wrist brace, and either way, he has enough of them.

Don’t give him anything expensive. He’ll try to find ways to pay back the amount out of feeling so bad you had to waste that much money on someone like him.

How long might it take for my muse to say “i love you” for the first time?

Him, being honest ? With his feelings ? When will that happen ?! He’s been reinforced negatively for nearly every instance of him being honest about his opinions or being open with his character, so I doubt he’ll even mention it straightforwardly, if at all, in a verbal sense. He’s more likely to express his feelings with action because words fail him when he needs them the most.

On a more serious note than the above, Keith can’t even bring himself to say he likes someone. Declaring he loves someone is a whole bucket of worms he wouldn’t want to open. The weight of that word is heavier than like, and he already struggled immensely to admit he liked someone. Unlike people who throw around the word like and love so easily, Keith finds those words to have large values attached to them, so he avoids using them when he doesn’t feel strongly about a particular person. 

Of course, he’ll use the word ‘like’ in a general sense to like for hobbies or foods he enjoys making, but when in the context of people, he won’t likely use the word and hesitate to confirm whether he might like hanging out with them or not.

So really, you may not hear this for months or years even. It really depends on how long the relationship he has with a singular person has lasted and what stage it is at.