#a letter for delivery.

[darksilvania]

COORIER (Flying/Psychic) - The Messenger Pokemon

Decided to finish this one for Valentine's Day, but got it ready too early so I decided to post it anyways, maybe I will make something new for Valentine.

COORIER is based on the Luzon Bleeding-Heart (Gallicolumba luzonica) mixed with a Mailman/Delivery Courier

It has the ability Overcoat as a reference to the phrase “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds” often associated with the postal office

[sui-imi]

Roo met a kindred spirit today... T_T

post!sans belongs to @ridgewell04

undereats!sans (roo) belongs to me (@sui-imi)

[inkly-heart]

[cklukilutz]

✉ FFXIV RP Letters / Postcards ✉

The concept is simple: Send IC letters/postcards to other characters (via Asks).

You don't have to handwrite them either. Why not pick a font that best represents your character's handwriting, and type it instead? Then just hand it to the Post Moogles (upload it to the recipient's Asks).

As with real life letters, there's no requirements on length, or frequency. You can write as much (or little) as you want, when you want.

If anyone sees this and wants to write any of my characters, please hit me up. I also highly encourage reaching out to others to see if they'd be interested in such a thing.

It could also be a fun to extend RP to characters that you've seen around, but never had a chance to interact with. Timezones and DC locations have no power here!!

Something you'll want to establish before you start writing though, is how your characters know each other. Could be they simply posted/read a notice on a board about penpals wanted. Or maybe they met previously? Maybe they grew-up together?

Why not choose parchment that suits your character? Maybe they like pretty patterned paper, and always have a ready supply of stationery to choose from.

Or maybe they travel a lot, and just use a page or two from an everyday notepad they keep with them.

Or could they be the type that frequently forgets to write, and maybe only has a napkin or back of a flyer to hand when they finally do remember?

You could write about anything you'd like. Whatever your OC gets up to, or thinks about, and is happy to share.

Whatever you do: Have fun!!

[r-aindr0p]

I think it'll be awhile before we see the event again. Hopefully Rollo doesn't need that outfit back any time soon.

It's ok he's coping by sending mass hatemail regularly

idk maybe he'd write stuff like "Vil malandrin, je demeure indigné et vous me voyez dans la contrainte de devoir vous écrire pour réclamer une énième fois que l'on me rendre ce que vous avez dérobé. Ceci est un dernier avertissement avant que je n'informe les autorités locales de vos actes déplorables. R.F" (^ very polite despite angry, letter starts with "vile scoundrel")

but the letters get gradually more unhinged with the passing months (he discovers internet, gets brainrot and acquires new vocabulary, but still sends mail via birdpost)

[wildflowercryptid]

doodles of cliff at 29 years old, thriving while living in mineral town & making new friends during his delivery trips to forgotten valley!

[yxstxrdrxxm]

MATCHUP FOUND FOR [ 💻 ANON ].

LOADING...

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CONGRATULATIONS! YOU AND ZHONGLI SWIPED RIGHT!

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HIS PROFILE?

[ YES ]

ZHONGLI is a bit of an old-timer when it comes to dating. To him, dating is a commitment, and he doesn't like the thought of it being seen as anything but less. And with you, he sees it quite well.

He's quite devoted to people that he cares for: in work, private, and even with his friends. In Aether's words, he is the epitome of one of the good men that the app can provide. For ZHONGLI, though, he expects the same commitment as you do.

He does find such hyperfixations interesting, and dare he say, cute. He doesn't mind if you call him one night and start talking about what caught your eye, as he thinks its a good excuse to listen to your voice and note what makes you so interested. For ZHONGLI, what he cherishes is the now, especially after what happened in the past.

The one thing he has that you must follow isー

wait.

Hold on...

This isn't right. The app is malfunctioning.

Hey, Eros! The app isn't working! What'sー

What do you MEAN something breached it?! Eros! Our Boss will kill us ifー

... Huh? Someone hacked it? Oh no.

💻 anon, please, please, please do not rent whoever you may get. Whatever you do, DON'Tー

MATCHUP FOUND FOR [ ███████████ ].

LOADING...

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CONGRATULATIONS! YOU AND Z██N█L█ SWIPED RIGHT!

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HIS PR█I█Eー

Rebooting.

Match up processing...

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MATCHUP FOUND FOR [ @meimeimeirin ].

LOADING...

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CONGRATULATIONS! YOU AND ALHAITHAM SWIPED RIGHT!

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HIS PROFILE?

[ YES ]

You thought you could get away, would you, Mei?

No. No you can't. You see, he's been tracking you down for a while.

A long, long while.

No matter what face you take, no matter what name you use, and no matter how many times you try to fool himー

ーhe'll always find you.

He always knows you. You're his beloved.

Why would you want to get matched by Zhongli of all people? What are you, mad?

Are you tired of being with him from @throwaway-yandere during that idol matchup? From the last Irodori festival even?

How unfortunate. You were so close, but he knows when to stop your antics.

Now, relax, and return to his arms.

He's been far too lenient on you. He needed to change that.

[ END OF PROFILE. ]

[ WOULD YOU LIKE TO RENT HIM? ]

Oh, who am I kidding?

I'll answer this for you.

[ YES. ]

[elizabugz]

[linkedin-corp]

two kinds of people

[vaaaaaiolet]

violet im gonna hold your hands when i say this. NEVER CALL YOUR POETRY SHITTY AGAIN, that was such a lovely read. the way you intertwine poetry w smut is actually so divine, oh my godddd. it was lovely 💖 husband kennedy!! also not to mention me going "oh hey im wearing that rn" when you described leon's leather & vanilla scent :3 his mad labs scent is sooo yummy hehe

only because you said so I'M BLUSHIGN THANK YOU :,,)

i definitely wasn't researching for this fic...didn't mean to put that in there...woopsy. you're living the dream parker UGH oh to be surrounded in leon's cologne 😞

[trillscienceofficer]

[copperbadge]

It is good that you have the badge for copper because you are copperbadge.

It is very funny and apt :D Although if I'd known Tumblr was going to fuck the site usability a month later I would have saved my eight bucks and just made one into my icon for free.

Still, feels appropriate to get ripped off via the invocation of history's first documented con man. Seems correct.

[ryuulu]

Pepper: And you’re drunk.

Tony: Quite possibly. I’ve been told I’m extremely insightful when I’m blotto.

[ered]

Longing for the good old days*

*1995 when our postal service actually worked and it did not cost a limb and a kidney to send a single letter

[pathologictwo]

OOOOUGH LOOK LOOK LOOK EHAT I GOT FOR MY BIRTHDAY LOOK

[wosemi-sama]

hii!! im participating @winter-sekai-gift-exchange!! the person i got was @autistic-wxs! the characters were vbs and the prompt was "make them silly" so i decided to write them having a secret santa. hope u like ur gift :3

vivibasu being SILLY‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥

As the snow was falling upon Vivid Street, An was pulling an out of breath Kohane by her wrist, running towards their destination. Kohane was probably wearing at least four layers, while An was simply wearing a dark blue coat and black gloves.

An was gasping for air as they were both going fast, but definitely not as much as Kohane.

"An-chan, slow down!" Kohane was barely getting the words out of her mouth.

"No can do, we're going to be late!" An seemingly picked up the pace, her grip around Kohane's wrist tightened a bit.

After what seemed like forever to Kohane, the two girls finally arrived at Weekend Garage.

An glanced at the clock on the wall. "Oh, we're early." She chuckled a bit.

"What?!"

"Sorry, Kohane. I must've read the time wrong" An looked at Kohane with a sorry look on her face.

"It's alright, An-chan. We'll just wait for Shinonome-kun and Aoyagi-san." Kohane sighed a bit before setting the gift bag and gift box she was holding on the floor and putting her various coats on the coat hanger by the door, leaving her in a brown sweater vest with a white dress shirt underneath.

An took off her gloves and put them in the pocket of her coat as Kohane picked up the gifts again. She then took off her coat and put it on the coat hanger. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with a blue short-sleeved shirt on top.

An and Kohane walked over to the counter and sat down on their respective stools. Kohane put the gifts on the counter.

An's dad walked over to where they were sitting from behind the counter and set down two mugs of hot cocoa. The mug Kohane was given was a snowman. An's was a penguin wearing a scarf and a striped hat.

"Thanks, dad!" An took a sip of the hot cocoa. Kohane blew on the surface before taking a sip as well.

"You're welcome." Ken smiled before walking away to grab the two other mugs behind him.

The sound of the door opening could be heard behind them. Toya and Akito were now here. Toya was carrying a box, flawlessly wrapped in green wrapping paper. Akito was carrying a red paper bag that was extremely crumpled. It had a shiny red bow lazily stuck onto it.

"You're late." An said jokingly.

"What? Seriously?" Akito looked concerned. He looked at the clock on the wall. They were five minutes early.

"You liar." Akito huffed before taking off his jacket and putting it on the coat hanger. An snickered.

Toya took off his jacket and walked over to the counter. He set the gift on the counter and sat down on the stool next to Kohane. Akito sat down on the stool next to An and put the red paper bag on the counter.

"Hello Shiraishi, Azusawa." Toya said.

"Hey, Toya!"

"Hello, Aoyagi-kun, Shinonome-kun."

Ken put the remaining two mugs in front of Akito and Toya. They each took a sip and thanked him. Toya's mug was a polar bear wearing a striped hat and scarf. Akito's mug was of Santa Claus with his iconic red hat and white beard.

Ken walked away and disappeared into the back, doing who knows what.

"Alright, now that we're all here, let's get started!" An clapped her hands together and grabbed the green gift bag. "My gift was for Toya. It's not much, but I hope you like it." An looked at Toya with a smile before handing it to him.

Toya opened the small bag and reached inside. He pulled out a coffee mug, hand painted with blue on the outside and gold on the inside.

"This is lovely, Shiraishi. Did you make this?"

An nodded. "Yup! I picked out the colors and painted it."

"Thank you." Toya put the mug back in the bag before setting the bag on the stool next to him.

"Your gift was for Toya? I was for sure you got Kohane." Akito seemed surprised.

"Really? What makes you think that?" An asked while taking a sip of her hot cocoa.

"I dunno...." Akito trailed off and looked away from An.

"I'll go next. My gift was for Azusawa." Toya gently picked up the green gift and gave it to Kohane.

"Really? O-oh, thank you, Aoyagi-kun." Kohane took the box and started unwrapping it. She then put the green wrapping paper aside and took off the tape that was sealing the box.

"I made them myself. I hope you like it." Toya said as Kohane opened the white box. Inside were two neatly folded chunky crochet sweaters. There was a cream colored sweater stacked on top of an identical one. The only difference between the two was color, as the bottom one was white.

"Wow.... thank you Aoyagi-kun! They're so cute and they look so cozy! I can't wait to try them on when I get home." Kohane gave him an appreciative grin. Toya gave her a small smile in return as he took a sip of his hot cocoa.

Akito chugged his hot cocoa and slammed it on the counter, "My gift was for An." He slid the red gift bag in front of An, while everyone's jaws were practically on the floor.

"An-chan?!"

"Shiraishi?"

"Me?!"

Everyone went quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the wind outside and the buzzing of the lights.

"Wow. Alright. I'll open it then..." An stuck her hand into the bag.

An took out the gift and placed it on the counter. Akito had given her a.... box. The box was white and the shape of a rectangle.

"What."

"Just open the box."

"Alright..." An ripped open the box without paying any attention to the fragile sticker on it. A microphone fell out of the huge rip An made in the box. It loudly landed on the counter.

An let out a tiny gasp. "Realy?! Thank you, Akito!!"

"It's... nothing really..." Akito's cheeks slightly flushed from embarrassment.

"Uhm," Kohane hesitated. "My gift was for Shinonome-kun. I hope you like it." Kohane nervously slid the gift in front of Akito.

"Hm. Thanks, Kohane." Akito began unwrapping the gift. He proceeded to crumple up the tape and wrapping paper into one big wad.

He took off the pieces of tape from the shoebox and lifted up the lid.

Inside was a pair of white sneakers. Akito seemed surprised.

"Oh, do you not like them?-" Akito cut Kohane off.

"What? Of course not." He admired them a bit before closing the box and setting it off to the side. "Thank you, Kohane." Akito said as Kohane gave him a smile.

"Wow, are we done already? That went by fast!" An remarked.

"Yeah, I feel like we should do something else."

"What should we do then?" Toya took a long drink of his hot cocoa.

"An, don't you have some board games stored somewhere?" Kohane asked before also taking a drink of her hot cocoa.

"Nah, can we do something other than that?"

"Oh, what to do you have in mind?"

"Guys, why are we debating this?! We literally have the entertainment all out there!" An pointed at the street outside covered in snow through the glass door.

"I didn't bring gloves."

"I'm sure we've got some in a bin somewhere!" An said as Akito rolled his eyes.

In less than five minutes, the four were now outside of Weekend Garage, snowballs in hand.

"Alright, everyone ready?"

They all nodded.

"Okay, ready, set... go!" An shouted, her voice slightly echoing throughout Vivid Street.

Immediately, everyone was throwing snowballs everywhere. Toya's hair was practically white with snow. He was peacefully making snowballs in the corner for Akito as Akito shot them as his targets.

An was making snowballs within seconds. She had somehow formed an alliance with Kohane only a minute in and she was throwing snowballs at anyone who would dare throw one at Kohane.

Unfortunately for Akito, he hadn't quite gotten the memo to leave Kohane alone yet, and he threw a snowball at her back about 7 minutes in the battle.

Immediately, Akito was greeted with a snowball to the face. An started cranking out snowballs like crazy and decking Akito in the face with them. Her arm was a machine gun and Akito was the target.

"Stop! Stop! I get it!" Akito yelled from across the street. An giggled.

"Fine!! I'm cold now, anyways."

"Right, let's head back inside." Toya stood up, leaving the mountain of snowballs he made for Akito on the ground.

Upon reentering Weekend Garage, they all brought trails of snow inside. Akito walked up the counter and grabbed Toya's mug and his shoebox.

"Thanks, guys. But I think we should be leaving now. It's pretty late." Akito walked over to the front door and gave Toya his mug.

"Wait!! We should have a sleepover!" Kohane nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it'd be fun!"

An looked at Akito and Toya, waiting for a response.

Akito turned to Toya. "Toya, what do you say?"

Toya didn't have to think twice. "Sure, I'd like that."

Akito sighed before thinking to himself for a bit.

"Fine. We're not helping you clean that up, though." Akito pointed to the snow on the ground.

"Okay!" An exclaimed with a smile on her face. "Now where is the mop..."