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Was it bad that Meiko didn't know what a smoothie was, either? Without context she would have imagined it was something lewd. But Rikku hadn't led her astray yet!
"All kinds," she answered before king a bite of her wrap. She tried to eat it like Rikku was, and it worked pretty well. "Shite, that's good -- uh, anyroad -- lots o'kinds. Probably as many as you have here, albeit a wee bit different ingredients or preparation. I usually have stuff simple unless Rem's made somethin' for me."
She took another bite, thinking back to what Rikku had shared about herself earlier.
"So, you said your Pa has an airship?" If her father was named Cid, Meiko was going to choke.
"It's just like if it was a sandwich but, like, more secure? The way they tuck it at the bottom creates a good base and keep all the good stuff inside!" To demonstrate, Rikku showed Mei how she was holding hers. She'd never met anyone who didn't know about wraps!
"What kinda food do you get where you're from?" She asked before taking a big bite, happy to be eating something so good. It was both tasty and filling, which was the best combo! Meant that she didn't get too tempted to look for sweets. Although, sometimes she still did...
Parking herself down on a bench not far from the stall, Rikku wiggled a bit, content to just enjoy the vibe as they ate. Mei seemed to be getting more comfortable as time went on and Rikku wondered if it was best to have one-on-one hangouts at first rather than having a bunch of strangers around. It was probably super scary to get lost and have to rely on strangers for help.
"We can get smoothies after this! They feel like desserts but are super healthy."
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@gaiaspoken
「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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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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"Aye -- s'a long story," Meiko admitted sheepishly. "Truthfully, by th'time we were able tae make it there, a majority of th'world looks mostly like the Burn on th'edge o'Othard, if you know it." She wouldn't be surprised if he did, given his line of work. "We managed tae put a stop tae what was causin' it, but now those places have tae build anew."
Shaking her head, she went on, "S'why m'eager tae learn more about Viera an' Shetona an' whatever else people like me are like! I didnae really have anyone who looked like me growin' up, and everytime I manage to find another Viera, s'when it wouldnae be very appropriate tae ask questions."
Another—
Surprise colored Erenville's expression. The concept of other worlds had been broached after Sharlayan's failed exodus to the moon. Something that had been said had spread and called the attention of many of Sharlayan's more scholarly sorts. He had paid it little mind, given it did not pertain to Erenville's personal interests until it was a concept no longer.
"You have been to one of these 'reflections'?" Erenville asked, though perhaps he shouldn't have been so surprised. Given all Meiko and A'kihiko had done, t'would be a bigger shock if he found something they hadn't done. Save for perhaps, riding rroneek. A'kihiko was too invested to suggest he'd done as much before.
"To my knowledge, that isn't uncommon amidst Vieran settlements, but for it to be the only one left in that world..."
A part of him found himself more interested in the wildlife that might be found in that other world, but it was a stark reminder that common Vieran custom might be part of why so many were surprised that he was a man.
"It... is most certainly different from Tesh'pyani, then. Shetona men are not uncommon there, for starters, if I am any indication."
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@gaiaspoken
「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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Rolls from pitts of oblivion or RATHER emerges suddenly while judging everyone as ever.
" ... "
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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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why does everyone hate me.... is it because i'm so submissive and breedable and my omega scent attracts all the powerful alphas uwu
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