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keiko.

“They sound interesting. Whatever they are. Are you lost, Mister…? I’m Keiko. Are you hungry or something? You sound hungry.”

“I don’t think I’d call them interesting--” A chuckle. “I’m Richard. Richard Mayhew.” Chances are, she isn’t going to remember who he is when they’ve finished talking, which is a shame. She seems nice. “Nice to meet you. I suppose I could eat.”

#ofbespokesuiits #ve. so below #ch. keiko ishida #th. ofbespokesuiits1 #{ i don't even know how to describe the wombles????????#they were so good tho honestly i loved their show }

#question of the day will i ever be over richard's fred astaire moment #i don't think i will be i've been thinking about it So Much #it was too cute??? i have to punch somebody?????#tbd.#WHERE ARE MY TROLLS.#like y'all he threw an invisible hat in the air and pretended to catch it again????????#and door continued to be friends w/ him after witnessing this moment???????????

oh dear.

“ Whatever you say there, Footloose. “

“Footloose? Door, you’re killing me.”

#porticosdaughter #{ richard: *goes back to london above purely bc of that comment* }

???.

“What are Wombles? And do you need help, sir…?”

“Wombles are... Well-- Wombles, you see, they’re--” What the fuck are Wombles? “You know, I don’t actually know what they are?”

#ofbespokesuiits #ve. so below #ch. keiko ishida #th. ofbespokesuiits1 #{ how's thinmgs? }#{ things* }

darlingdormer

#then i don't want to be sane.#very small. almost not there.#& i've sort of got to like having you around.#lov my kids

porticosdaughter

❝ – there must be the three, you see. ❞

#promo.#YEEE

???.

“Right. Wow, I’m sorry. I can get a little carried away sometimes – apologies for going off the rails a bit.” Whenever she gets on a topic she’s particularly passionate about, Clara can’t help getting more than a little fired up. She shakes her head bashfully – now that she’s aware of how fast she must have been speaking – nose scrunching as she lets out a breathy (slight embarrassed) laugh.

“Don’t worry about it,” he says with a small shake of the head. It was cute. And Richard sort of likes seeing people be enthusiastic about stuff, especially considering that, right now, he has absolutely nothing to be excited about himself.

Except for his troll collection.

“I don’t mind. Sounded like you loved it, whatever you were talking about--”

#wvnderkiind #ve. as above #ch. clara abbott #th. wvnderkiind1 #{ HONESTLY Tru i think i'm on the verge of a Crisis }#{ apparently she's in downton #i almots want to start watching it again lmfao }#{ also yes this is v. cute }

???.

It startles her, she’s loathe to say, so caught up in her own thoughts ( why forget it now, of all days, it’s like you haven’t lived in this country your entire life ) that she is. But it registers, and soon enough a grateful smile curves her lips upward, eyes softening from the wide-eyed gaze she’d set upon him just moments before. Was this true ? Were there some kind souls left at this time of night ?

“ are you sure ? I wouldn’t want to bother you. Forgot my own, unfortunately. ”

A shrug of the shoulders, followed by a shake of the head that quickly turns into a nod. He can’t quite seem to figure out which action translates to please, I really don’t mind, it’s totally fine. Lacking the ability to make a Proper Decision, Richard simply lifts the umbrella up slightly, as if to give her room to get beneath it.

“Come on-- No point in getting wet, is there?” A smile, and he tries not to look like some random, potentially dangerous creep. Because he couldn’t be that if he tried. “Richard.”

#walkedclouds #ve. as above #ch. ellie oswald #th. walkedclouds1 #{ i just CAN'T HELP IT }

ivy.

He isn’t very coherent, is he? Probably not the best state of mind to be in, if he’s in London Below. A more predatory smile curves her lips now, and she offers him a closer look at her (rather snappy) little Flytrap. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” Careful now, Richard, this one bites and kills. “I’m Ivy. Are you looking for something specific, Mr Richard Mayhew?”

“Beautiful, yeah.” He does actually mean that. And, quite honestly, Richard is past touching things he doesn’t entirely understand, because he’s been told very plainly that that will end in his absolute and incredibly permanent death. So. You know. Common sense prevails. For once. He’s getting the hang of it.

“I was just heading back to my friends, actually. I just got a little distracted by your plants.”

#wxththorns #ve. into the place of things that are #ch. poison ivy #th. wxththorns1 #{ !!! if you want a door i have something very exciting to show you and that is tumblr user porticosdaughter }#{ who just so happens to be the reason i made a richard lmao }

ofbespokesuiits replied to your post:

“Are you drunk, sir?”

“Er. Yes. Must be.”

#ofbespokesuiits #ve. so below #ch. keiko ishida #th. ofbespokesuiits1 #{ !! eyo }

???.

“Oh no please- have your seat back.“

Kira looked up at the other for a moment before moving to the next seat over and gesturing for him to sit back down, a small smile appearing on her face for a second.

“Sorry about that. And don’t worry- you’re not bothering me.”

“Oh-- It’s really no matter.”

He’d seriously been prepared to just walk away and forget all about his drink. Pathetic, when you think about it, but such is his life. He’s definitely the just let it happen sort of guy.

Richard sits down, and he sips his drink. Somewhat guiltily, for some reason. Which is stupid, he knows.

“Uh, I’m Richard. Thank you for the seat.”

#kiramillerx #ve. as above #ch. kira miller #th. kiramillerx1 #{ nice nice you're welcome ! }

purrsuasion replied to your post:

“… – What are Wombles?”

“Um. They’re like-- fuzzy hedgehogs? But without the spikes? You know, I’m not actually sure what they are. But they had a television series in the seventies. For children and such.”

#purrsuasion #ve. so below #ch. selina kyle #th. purrsuasion2 #{ GOOD QUESTION SELINA }#{ does anybody actually know }

* open.

“Does this mean there are actually Wombles at Wimbledon?”

This is quite possibly the most important question he’s ever asked.

#ic.#open.#{ i thought of this in the middle of york and almost forgot to pOST IT CAN U IMAGINE }#{ but honestly @gaiman i have so many questions? }

???.

“I didn’t know they renamed Glasgow to London.”

He was wearing a definite ‘don’t bullshit me’ face. Years being in charge of rounding up a bunch of overactive spies had allowed him to perfect the stare into one of frightening efficiency and purpose.

“Just found it…exceedingly odd that you two were in the middle of a crowded street like this.”

“Actually, I’m not from Glasgow.”

A shrug, and he’s not bullshitting him, thank you very much! If you live in London, that makes you a Londoner -- at least, that’s what Richard has been led to believe. Because London’s good like that, good at sucking things up, keeping them forever and never letting them go back. The accent doesn’t mean anything.

“Why would that be odd? We’ve just been looking around, like tourists do, and now we’re going back to our hotel for the evening. Nothing odd about that, is there?”

#themoderndaymerlin #ve. so below #ch. merlin (kingsman)#th. themoderndaymerlin1