#keith summers

[yzeltia]

Febhyurary 2026 Day 7: Technology

~I wonder if Raha will let me install these speakers at home?~

[driftward]

Dreamtime: Zoissette and Keith

((...Does Nyx Dream?))

Zoissette held up her shield, ducked behind it, as Keith came in hard, several swings, blocking even as she pointed to various spots in his form where he could do better.

Odd. She did not remember him being a regular at training. Or at all. In fact, had she gone to training herself these past several moons?

The training room was otherwise empty, except for an exuberant G'raha Tia on the sidelines, waving a fist in the air and cheering periodically. The seat next to him was empty, with just a cup of tea in it. Odd. She was fair certain he preferred juices or alcohol. She smiled wanly at him before turning her attention back to Keith.

A few more practice passes, and then he grappled her, grabbing her shield, and she was flying through the air, and her body did not slam so much as it whumpfed down, with great force but no hardness at all, into a plush lawn.

She sat up, smelling meats and veggies grilling, and looked over to see Keith standing over the grill, grinning broadly at her. A familiar dark staff twisted around a purple orb leaned against the house nearby, seemingly left by its owner.

Keith picked a sausage off the grill, and put it onto a plate, holding it out to her. On his side, G'raha wrapped his arms around him, and gave him a hug before leaning up to kiss his ear, and he laughed.

She heard laughter, and she turned to look to see G'khenna running around to circle around the two, and Keith picked her up.

She grimace grinned and took a half-step back.

"Not interested in a little miracle, Zoissette?" asked Keith conversationally as they hiked up the side of a mountain.

Zoissette was bewildered. "What is going on, we hardly know one another," she protested. She looked further up the trail, and saw G'raha, that big youthful smile on his face, as he waved an arm at them to encourage them forward.

"Yeah but you know G'raha! And he's a friend of yours. We should be friends too."

Keith was pumping out squats, and she was right next to him, matching him, keeping up with him. G'raha stood in front of Keith, facing him, giving him small encouraging gestures while he counted off Keith's reps, and Zoissette looked, and nobody was counting off hers for her. She groaned. She could keep track herself.

A pair of aether goggles were on the floor in front of her, sat on top of a starlens. She frowned at that, and stopped at the bottom of her next squat, reaching out a hand for them

And falling over, tumbling through the void. Keith swam next to her, G'raha clinging to his back, holding on. The goggles, the starlens, the staff, the tea cup, all fell around her, spinning in the dark.

And then she landed, all the stuff falling around her in a pile. Keith sat in a chair nearby, hugging G'raha in his lap. Both of them looked over at her, then turned to one another, and kissed, deeply, passionately, Keith holding G'raha close and G'raha practically clinging to the Hyur.

Zoissette got up, gathering all the things around her, and walking in the house, putting each back where it belonged.

"You can stay, you know! Maybe you should ask," said Keith cheerfully.

She had just about had it.

"I most certainly will not," she said heatedly. "I will help, I will do what must needs be done, and and I will stay the hells out of the way."

She stood, fists at her side, and looked between the two.

"I am very happy for both of you, however," she said stiffly, and she stormed out of the house, taking care to not slam the door behind her. That would be rude.

Keith was waiting for her outside, and he smiled at her.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked.

She glared at him.

"Come on! We're not that different. I mean, okay, I'm stronger-"

"Debatable."

"And you're way smarter-"

"Debatable."

"But look, we're happy!" he said, holding out his arm, and G'raha walked into him, and tucked neatly into his side. "You can be happy too," he said, smiling.

She glowered at him, as he and G'raha clasped their hands together, then held them out and opened them up at her, revealing a large black carnation nestled up next to a smaller black carnation. Two silver spheres rolled off the edge of their hands, and two silver chains connected to them unfurled as they fell, coming to a stop, hovering in the air.

You can too, echoed in her mind, and she stared.

She turned, and opened the door, and walked away.

(( thanks for the ask <3 )) (( As for your other question, there is one way to find out... ))

[ookamimi]

Well, I was scrolling through @worthlesssix tumblr page (go check them out seriously) and got inspired to draw my own Courier! His names Keith Summers and he’s as blind as a bat because he won’t move his hair out from in front of his eyes for the life of him- He also steals Arcade’s coat multiple times even if he has his own coat-

I’ve actually rarely drawn humans so this was a surprise at how well I could draw ‘em! Anyway that’s all from me lol, sorry for the long absence!

[radstag-keith]

Decided to do one with Keith and Arcade! Little sloppy, but I like it! Idk why, but I can see Arcade knowing how to dance and then Keith needing to know how to dance for a mission, but he has terrible balance. Probably immediately after this, Keith completely falls to the ground like a rock-

[yzeltia]

Febhyurary 2026 Day 4. Festival

[yzeltia]

Febhyurary 2026 Day 13. Hang Out

Original Characters: Keith Summers Featuring: Deryk Summary: Keith and Deryk take a little time to catch up.

"So then you let the upstart have the limelight while you recuperated. That was kind of you," Deryk said, letting Keith work his leg across his thigh as he slid closer. Having not checked in some time, they agreed to meet for a weekend in Ul'dah to enjoy an apartment in the Goblet.

"Yeah. He did most of the work anyway. I was passed out from, well, overwhelming the elemental I was hosting with my anger. Wasn't expecting it all to be mostly an act. Though, I'm happy it was. My friend was able to say the things he needed to to someone important to him," Keith hummed, hand brushing over Deryk's shoulder. "All too often we let words go unsaid."

"All too true," Deryk lamented, resting his hand on Keith's knee before looking away. "And how fares your family?"

"Ah. Well, after I woke up from my levin sickness there was a little hiccup with the kids but everything is alright now. Raha has been working with the Scions while G'k is traveling with her friends. Kirian's really into his alchemy so I've got him studying in Ala Mhigo and we're looking into seeing if he might find schooling in Thavnair when he gets a bit older. He says he wants to go back and be Gulool Ja's chief alchemist when grows up," he chuckled, hand rising to play with Deryk's hair. "And you've just been traveling all this time with Nanners?"

Deryk laughed. "You're set on calling him on that aren't you?"

"He's your buddy. He deserves a name," Keith answered."

"Well, yes. We've spent some time wandering the plains of southern Eorzea among those of the Brotherhood of Ash. I spent some time with a strange girl that had joined them. They were all very accommodating and I learned about their special forging techniques," Deryk answered, starting to rub the bottom of Keith's foot with his free hand.

"Always a bit scared of all that fire and melted metal. It must get lonely though, just the two of you. Traveling with the Scions you'd find yourself in good company and able to wander. Plus, Raha and I'd be around," he said, stroking Deryk's hair.

"An enticing offer as always, yet I prefer to observe the world rather than find my hands shaping it," Deryk answered before noticing Keith's expression fall. "Does that upset you?"

"No, it's just. I thought you might be around a little more given our connection," Keith sighed, reaching out with his unoccupied hand to run over the pool's surface.

Deryk watched Keith quietly then shook his head. "Keith… You may bare a resemblance to Priapus and have a piece of his soul, but you are not my former companion. Don't burden yourself with worrying over me needlessly."

Keith furrowed his brow, fingers lacing deeper into Deryk's hair to carefully turn his head so their eyes could meet. "You were mine and Raha's friend before all of the Echo stuff kicked in. It's not a past version of myself that cares for you, it is all me. Er, I guess he is apart of me…" he said before shaking his head. "What I mean to say is that you're someone I've grown close with and care deeply about. And Raha feels the same, I think. Do you get what I'm saying?"

"I think I do," Deryk said, smiling as he gave Keith's foot a squeeze.

"Good," Keith mused, leaning in to give the other a small kiss, drawing in closer so that the could embrace.

[yzeltia]

Febhyurary 2026 Day 5. Music

[yzeltia]

WOLRAHA Week 2025 Day 1 First Meeting

Rating: T for Teen Characters: Krile Baldesion, G'raha Tia Original Characters: Keith Summers Timeline: Post Shadowbringers Summary: G'raha Tia reunites with Krile…and her new hire.

"Oh! Raha it is you!"

Krile outstretched her arms as her dear friend, G'raha Tia, knelt down and embraced her tightly. "I did not think we'd meet again," she said before pulling back and giving his ear a little tug. "Do you know how much I worried!? For you and our friends?"

"Ow! Krile please! It was not my intention to cause you to worry," G'raha whined, pulling back, pinched ear giving several twitches.

"I suppose it turned out well in the end, " Krile mused, looking into G'raha's crimson eyes as she touched his cheek. "Look at you. Both your eyes are red now…and there's something familiar behind them. Like looking into Grandfather's eyes."

"Yes. I have much to tell you on that front; however, those will be very long stories," G'raha said with a small nod, pushing his cheek into Krile's touch. "I've heard you've had your own adventures. You located the missing Isle of Val?

"Yes! And the hidden truths it held. Though I did have help though from a new friend. Speaking of…," Krile trailed as her assistant walked in. "Keith! Come meet me good friend G'raha Tia."

Keith blinked as he sat down a large box of books then wandered over, hand out to greet G'raha. "Hey there! Krile's told me a lot about you," he said, beaming down at the other.

G'raha looked up at the man, taking his hand to give it a shirk, before finding himself being pulled into a strong welcoming hug. His cheeks burned bright red, frozen by the familiar gesture. "Ah. Um. Well," G'raha stammered. "It is nice to meet you too! I'm sorrr- er, sorrrr-,"

Krile hid a small laugh as Keith let go and rubbed the back of his head. G'raha flicked his tail, rubbing his hands together as he tried to regain his compusure. "Ah. Was that the incorrect greeting? Krile had said-"

"It was perfect. Do you think you could run to The Last Stand for us? I'm sure Raha is quite hungry after his journey here."

Keith scowled. "You know I can cook just as well as Rickon, if not better," he said before turning his attention to G'raha. "You name it Raha , and I'll whip it up for you."

"Rrraha!?," was all that G'raha could manage to get out.

"He's easy to please. Just some burgers will be fine," Krile laughed, getting a little salute from her assistant before he hurried off.

"Comin' right up," Keith called out.

G'rahaet out a sharp exhale once he was certain they were alone. "Either he is the most forward Hyur in Sharlayan or you put him up to that," he accused.

Krile beamed, "I might have told it was a Corvosian custom to greet others with a strong hug. And I do tend to speak of you informally with him."

G'raha plopped himself in a chair, coiling his tail about his waist. "Then he just happens to be a proud cook too? I feel set up."

"Well, if it gets you to stop pining for the Warriors of Light, I thought I might dangle another option before you. A strong hero type with the Echo. He's even had his own run ins with Ascians. And well, he's earnest enough," Krile mused, lifting onto her toes to give G'raha a little pat on the back. "Perhaps he'll accompany us on our next project together?"

G'raha swallowed before shaking his head and sitting up straight. "Perrr-erhaps. For now though, let us catch up. A greater threat looms and there's much to discuss."