#i'm ginna RIOT

[demuradonna]

"Hilda, don't think I didn't think of you this year as well." He produces a thick hand-carved wooden box from behind his back, a ribbon delicately twirled in rivets of silver and red keeping it closed. Inside was an artisan collection of crafting stones, perfect for the beautiful trinkets she makes. He gives her a lofty smirk, "...Best you don't ask how I got that, it took some pretty laborious wordcraft by your dear, sparky merchant friend."

♡ ·  Unprompted  //  Always Accepting, Even if Tumblr Didn’t Notify me  —  · ♡

       ❝  Oh, you didn’t have to get me anything, silly.  ❞  SHE COOS, A BRILLIANT SMILE LIGHTING HER FEATURES  as carmine irises glint with a hint of amusement. The sight of the wooden box  (  and the pretty little ribbon accompanying it  ——  )  despite his words is still a surprising, but delightful, sight. Truly, she hadn’t thought about receiving a gift in return when she’d delivered his  —  she had merely wanted to give him something nice. Something that showed how much she appreciated him. She hadn’t been looking for anything in return. Still…the idea that he went out of his way to do so regardless warmed her heart.

       ALL CHILDISH IMPULSES TAKE OVER HER IN THE MOMENT,  delicate digits tugging carefully at the ribbon in order to pull the lid from the wooden confines. Her smile falters briefly, eyes widening at the sight before her. Beautiful stones for crafting  —  some of which, she’d been searching far and wide for  —  nested neatly atop dark velvet, so as to ensure no scratches or harm would come to them in their travels.  ❝  Brail…  ❞  Index finger gently tracing the outline of a fire opal,  (  a rare gem, sought most often for it’s unique appearance  ——  )  she’s breathless as her lips slowly begin to curl into a softer, more genuine smile.

       ❝  I’ll admit, not asking how you got your hands on these is really, really hard  —  ❞  SHE EMPHASIZES AS SHE GINGERLY  places the lid back upon the container, hands pulling the box in close to be cradled  (  almost adoringly so, like it were a child  ——  )  against her chest.  ❝  But I won’t. Not right now, anyway.  ❞  Gaze shifting slowly from the gift to Brail’s face, she giggles softly before reaching out with one arm to tug him into a hug.

       ❝  Thank you soooooo much! I love it! I’ll be sure to make something extra special with these! It’ll be one of my best pieces yet, I promise!  ❞  AND WITH THAT,  she turns on her heels and begins to bound off towards her room. She has so much inspiration, and she just can’t help but to go and get started on crafting right away! It isn’t as though anyone particularly needs her right now anyway, right? Surely her duties could wait a few…hours…on behalf of the name of art and fashion!

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

his outfit tonight is like 90s boyband??? I DON'T KNOW I'M GONNA RIOT BARK BARK BARK

IM GINNA CHEW ON HIS ARM