May 10, 2019
modern verse except alternis and ringabel are twins and tiz drops by wherever they live as often as he can to make sure they can function as normal human beings and not fucking eat raw ramen maybe
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modern verse except alternis and ringabel are twins and tiz drops by wherever they live as often as he can to make sure they can function as normal human beings and not fucking eat raw ramen maybe
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Out Of The Rain.
@florwrote from here
“As much as I prefer tea, I accept the coffee since it’s already prepared. Thank you for your hospitality, Ringabel.” Kamiizumi smiled, looking to the younger man. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? How have you been?”
Takes one look at Ringabel, then Edea. ❝ Yup! Definitely inaccurate. ❞
@florwrote said...
‘if only i could have done something then, none of this would have happened…’ (to edea!) ( meme / not accepting. )
"ringabel...” edea replies quietly. it’s late, and the bridge is illuminated by a few lamps and light of the moon coming through grandship’s windows. the others are hopefully in bed by now, but she decided to stay up with ringabel, who’s still steering the ship towards caldisla. towards the dark aurora.
towards airy.
earlier her heart had been burning with anger and betrayal and regret- but now she just feels drained. “maybe, but...maybe you would have just died there, ringabel. and then...well, we wouldn’t be here right now without you.”
the thought of not having had ringabel with them all this time is definitely an uncomfortable one, and one that edea doesn’t want to dwell on. she can’t imagine how the countless edeas that came before her did it, honestly.
“you’re important, ringabel. as a member of the team, and...you’re important to me.”
> what can i say? i’m charming and irresponsible > *irresistible
@florwrote / ◈ / left on read / ◈ / ACC.
Oh, this time he does laugh— and proceeds to rename Ringabel’s contact as Charming And Irresponsible.
» We both know it was right the first time around!
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> can we have a fucking tea party at 2am?
@florwrote / ◈ / left on read / ◈ / ACC.
Tired eyes squint at the time first, then back to the other’s text, and he almost wants to laugh: the irony of Ringabel’s insomnia waking him up is not lost on him. The brunet also almost wants to block him, for he’s immediately growing restless, and who knows for how long he’ll have to chase sleep before dozing off again.
» I sure hope it’s a chamomile tea party
» But seriously Ringabel
» Please TRY to sleep
❝ hubris is a bitch. ❞
@florwrote / ◈ / high as hope / ◈ / NA.
How the ichor flowing through him seems to freeze in his veins; how icy is his stare, piercing through the pale hues of the warrior before him. Oh. the oracle is cold— like the edge of a dagger, like the whip of wind in a storm. Like divine judgment.
❝ — I am not the one blindly destroying this world. ❞
❝ are you still awake? ❞
@crystarchived / ◈ / high as hope / ◈ / ACC.
An affermative hum comes from where he is nested, the cocoon of blankets he is wrapped in more a product of restless rolling rather than a choice of bedding. Tiz has long since stopped wondering how exactly the other can always tell it’s not his late night returns waking him up, if he is as familiar with the exhaustion etched in the shepherd’s face as he is with his reflection.
A single arm worms out of tangled covers, only to vaguely gesture at the city of Florem sprawling wide just outside the window— dazzlingly colorful, overwhelmingly buzzing, and just as insomniac as the both of them. ❝ — Too noisy. ❞