#fh thread

[disgruntledalienspambot-blog]

What a way to meet

@leaderhemlock liked for a starter~

He was sad he just finished his last delivery, he liked his job and the joy it brings...he felt sad he wouldn't see any more of it until tomorrow. He walked up the hill leading his bike right beside him with the clicking of the bike chain being the only other sound than the leaves shuffling to the wind. 

The crisp air cleansed his lungs, makings his nose brittle to its chilling touch. Winter and Fall had to be his favorite seasons of Earth, just because of this. 

His mind that was trapped in the soothing lull of the breeze was rudely cut off by the hard bang against his face. He ran into a pole. He heavily sighed and frustratingly laid his head against it beginning to hate himself for this part of his personality as the bump on his forehead began to burn.

Though it wasn’t till he opened his eyes and glanced around the pole that he felt extremely embarrassed. There was a girl standing right in front of the flower shop, only a few yards from where Raji-Huro abruptly ran right into that stupid telephone pole, staring...right at him.

“Oh...Hi.” This was awkward.

[apparitionistandarcanist-blog]

Curiosity Killed the Cat

@explosiveking

“Ricky, new page.” The page in the spirit possessed leather notebook that was once filled with ink cleared away like oil in water and the page was blank once more. He reached over to a pin, filled with many feathers carved to lay ink perfectly on the page, and pulled out one with feather strands colored in red and black.

He dipped the elongated feather into an ink jar and wrote a title on the top of the paper, just before looking up to the man who only a few days ago busted open a convenience store to catch a purse snatcher.

“So- Tell me again how your powers work?” He asked with a focused mind. He wanted to know this power he with held. It amazed him how flawlessly he could pull off such a complex spell- I mean of course Tuncay could do it no problem, but for most other witches or wizards..that was tough.

[disgruntledalienspambot-blog]

Kittens and Coffee

@hoshikute

Raji-Huro made his way through Ba’atuk. scanning every building like a magical wonder has covered every inch. So many different businesses and restaurants. He could feel his stomach growl at the smell of coffee and sweets and...cats?

He arrived to the cafe labeled “Whiskers!”, the name peaked his interest along with the sweet smell of hot coca and the sight of kittens making lair of the cafe floors and chairs. It was a heaven of furry pawed critters and sweets in this place, he could feel the aura fill his lungs and soul like a magical force. 

He made his way to the counter with a skip in his step, looking at the cats of many shapes and sizes as he made way.

“H-Hello~!” He spoke- seeing no one behind the counter just yet.

[kikineridjallezuar]

You can just ask.

@childrensemperor

in continueation of this: x

Kiki smirked as he saw Titus blush a little, he lifted two out of the box and held it out to Titus.

“You can just ask me, Titus. I know you like this stuff.” 

[iamtoodrunkforthis-blog]

@azurxflowers

The blistering winds of winter was getting to the doctor, and being that he had no home to speak of at the time- he had to find somewhere to settle. He made his passes through the town houses and found well decor’d home. That meant money- and that also meant food.

He walked around the house, his long coat grazing over some of the bushes along the way. He made it to the back door- ah fuck it might as well check it. To his surprise, it was unlocked. How naive was this home owner? Either way, time to make way for his starving stomach. 

He trailed lightly into the kitchen, that thankfully wasn't that far into the house. He scanned through the cupboards first- in his mind it was easier to notice something missing from the refrigerator rather than the cabinetry.

[kikineridjallezuar]

Drunk and Depressed

@rnutandis

Kiki’s head over the counter with more than five shot glasses sitting next to his tired head. He drank so much liquor he could feel it sloshing in his stomach- yet thanks to his stupid fucking metabolism he is still bright and sober.

Why did he have to have a body that took five to six full bottles of high alcoholic content liquor to even get him tipsy... damn the stupid body he had. He lifted the body he almost hated fully back up and looked instantly to the barman.

“Another...fucking bottle.” He mumbled out. Finally to the sixth full bottle of vodka, maybe now we can get somewhere. The bartender hideously gave him another top brand name of vodka and poured his own shot. some of the alcohol spilled a little on the counter- but he didn’t give a flying fuck anymore. He chugged that shot down like it was his last drink of water and sighed the aroma of liquor through his nose.

[andiwillarriveviolently]

Its the Cider Talking

@curepurple

Original Post here: x

Ashe-Lin was excited to attend her first Fall Festival. She dressed from head to toe with fall colors and wool to keep warm. She enjoyed the feel of the petting zoo and watched a few of the games that surrounded the festival- though she didn't want to play them alone. Unfortunately though she didn't have anyone to take with her- everyone she knew was going with someone else, or was too busy to go to the festival anyways.

She went and got some cider and some BBQ from the small food vendors and mad her way to a table. She noticed a face she has seen but hasn't met yet, which inspired her to maybe gain a new friend.

“You don’t mind if I sit at the table with you, do you?”