#bluewhiplash

[jeevastm]

  ❝ y’know... ❞  matt starts, breaking the silence and looking at her with a face growing red from the biting cold and holding off a sniffle that didn’t want to go away. the whining starts, yet he can’t help it. to be fair, he’d been relatively quiet for awhile now, so she couldn’t claim he didn’t try.

   ❝ forgot how much of this whole... thing — is just waitin’. you sure you’re not gettin’ any tugs on your line? been sittin’ ducks for at least an hour. maybe two. ❞  

 ice fishing, matt decides, is ten times fucking worse than regular fishing. were it not for the fact that this was an experience that interested her, he wouldn’t have even planned it. seeing quistis happy, however, overrides his usual vocal and obvious reluctance to partake in a lot of the more physically inclined activities.

    ❝ quis... it’s freezing. ❞  

                                                                    //   —   ​@bluewhiplash​

[fleurteller]

✧. @bluewhiplash​  ( sc )

          “They gave me a stick to replace my trident.” There’s a smile on her face, but it’s tight—forced in a way that betrays some of her feelings on the matter. It’s one thing to be taken to a strange place by stranger means, it’s another to be stripped down to the dregs of her power, inherent as they are. Who’s an oracle without her light or trident to help her, she wonders. “It’s not the best weapon.” She continues, allows a small sigh to pass her lips. “I lost it before I even got to my housing, I think. Just set it down and didn’t pick it back up.” No one should begrudge her for that, hopefully. “It’s all very inconvenient, but there must be a reason for it.”

[jeevastm]

❥  —  @bluewhiplash​

  valentine’s day. come to think of it, he had woken up in the city this time of year, hadn’t he? admittedly, the day itself snuck up on him without warning, but quistis seemed more than happy with his impromptu date and impulsive purchases of various related holiday goods throughout the day to make up for it. maybe the cheesy romcom helped too.  

  lounging lazily against the belly of a huge stuffed bear which he thinks he might be sinking in, matt was picking and dropping random candy hearts from the glass bowl with a particular sense of determination. he snorts, amused at some of the messages he’s come across. a mixture of old and new. quite a few he’d never seen before. 

  ❝ hey quis. did you know that— ❞  there’s a few more clinking noises and then, he’s holding a tiny green heart out that said: UR A QT to finish the rest of his sentence. matt had been doing this for the past half hour, yet it didn’t stop the smug grin widening across his face every time he did it. ❝ can’t deny it. heart said so. ❞

[jeevastm]

( ✦ — @bluewhiplash​ )  

  ❝ still think you should’ve went with the puffball boots. and that hat? c’mon. can’t believe you said it was ugly. think about the person who designed it. they’re probably cryin’— ❞  a light chuckle escapes his lips, fingers carefully lacing between hers as he took her hand.  ❝ one day you’ll understand peak fashion quis, but i'll let it slide since it’s your birthday. ❞  the playful grin appears on matt’s face in the usual fashion, tugging quistis close to his side as they continued their walk through the park.

  when matt had asked quistis earlier in the day about what she wanted out of her birthday, she didn’t ask for much. in fact, the one and only thing she wanted was to spend time together. it was the easiest request she could’ve given. either way, matt was more than happy to fulfill it. most of the day was spent shopping at various places and seeing random city sites, all in each other’s company.

  between navigating the new status of their relationship and the feelings bouncing all around in his head, he’s just surprised he hasn’t fucked it up already. it helped that not much changed between them, yet so much already has. in a way, it still is, even now. 

  ❝ ... so. ❞  matt glances over at her with a calmer look this time, giving her hand a slight squeeze. ❝ does the birthday girl have any more wishes? i’m all ears while the day is still yours. ❞

[jeevastm]

  ❝ ... hey. ❞  matt exhales a last plume of smoke before discarding the cigarette to the ground. he’s quiet, uncertainty in his expression as a jumble of words remain at the tip of his tongue. while he was pretty confident that quistis was okay, it’s been weeks since he last saw or heard from her. now that she was standing in front of him, that pit of worry could kindly get out of his stomach.

  a lazy smile pulls at his lips. ❝ glad you’re safe, quis. city really gave everyone a run for their money, huh? ❞ / @bluewhiplash​

[jeevastm]

              @bluewhiplash:​​ ​​ (​ !! )  —   ↻ matt’s desc. of your muse!  

 about quistis... you know, apparently we’re the same height. if quistis tries to play it off that she’s taller than me — she’s wrong. pretty blue eyes... blonde hair... ..  her hair is a lot longer than i thought... saw it when she took it down the other day and i really wanted to play with it.

 uh. and at first i thought she was gonna be kind of a killjoy, actually. but... she wasn’t really bothered by what i did. or said. surprisingly, she didn’t nag either. which i definitely thought she was going to do on more than one occasion  —

  when we started hangin’ out, i found out i was wrong.

 more easygoin’ than i gave her credit for. still composed on the outside, but i realize that’s how she naturally carries herself at this point. i like it when she’s able to have fun. when she passionately talks about her interests. like, that crazy triple triad stuff... ? she beats my ass at it every time— ... it’s nice to see her relax.  

  she does doubt herself a lot about this or that. and... even if we’ve been hangin’ around each other for a few months now, i don’t know her well enough to figure out what’s wrong or what she wants off the bat.

 i want her to ask for more. to be selfish. be honest with herself.

 at least with me.

 and the way she looks at me like.... i’m this super good guy. wish i could see what she sees, but i won’t deny that it’s... nice. i like the feeling. the... appreciation. i’m just... gettin’ used to it. knowing that she likes me for me or whatever other reasons she has in that head of hers.

 if you ask me when i started to care so much, i probably wouldn’t be able to tell you. it just.. .. . happened. like she became part of my daily life n’ it was weird when i didn’t bother her over the phone or swung by because i was bored. 

  or maybe... it’s because.  . . well. doesn’t matter now.

  don’t know why i haven’t been sent back to whatever grave they pulled me out of, but as long as i’m here, i don’t think i want to lose her. as long as she doesn’t mind havin’ me around.

[jeevastm]

@bluewhiplash​​ asked:​​ ​ —  ↻ matt’s reaction to your muse ... ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them 

  ❝ ... doesn’t look like it’s gonna end anytime soon, quis. ❞ 

  of course. it had to be the one day he willingly suggested to go out and do something fun. sure, he’s a big homebody, but even matt couldn’t ignore the call of nice weather to soak in some natural vitamin d once in awhile. plus, he did sort of owe quistis after accidentally breaking her glasses. it’s why he suggested the outing to begin with.

  ( his luck, unfortunately, said: fuck you, matt. have a good ‘ol storm instead. )   yeah, thanks. as if he didn’t experience enough rain earlier in the month to last a lifetime.

  this is why going outside is such a scam. he thinks, clearly irritated by the turn of events. because, weather— no matter how well humanity has learned to predict it, still fell to the beat of its own drum. now, they were stuck underneath this large tree with no reliable means to find proper shelter and he swears the wind is getting stronger by the minute. 

  ❝ y’know — ❞  he starts, sighing as he shuffles closer to her from behind. he lifts his jacket above quistis’s head in a feeble attempt to stop the rain from drenching her any further, but the difference it makes seems minimal at best. points for trying, right?  ❝ this is cozy n’ all, but getting wet sucks. should stick to virtual fishing next time. it’s a lot cozier inside. ❞

[jeevastm]

@bluewhiplash​ — guess i’ll help.

  shoulders raise and fall in a lazy manner, but remains quiet otherwise, staring at the contents that were sprawled along the counter. throughout his whole life, matt considered himself to be a few things. a hacker. a gamer. an unfortunate ‘genius’. but... a cook? he has the knowledge to work around the kitchen, tucked away somewhere in the back of his mind— underutilized. he just couldn’t be bothered. maybe in a far off, alternate universe, a different matt actually spent time in the kitchen. he was not that person.

  ❝ hmm. ❞  the word experiment snags his dying attention span, leaning forward to look closer at the items. what did she mean? he didn’t catch anything out of the ordinary. whatever. he was always up for a little fun. ❝ that depends. are you trying to hide a bomb in the pie? ❞