#longiflorumdreams

[bransles]

@longiflorumdreams​ said : ❤️ Ravio gives Octavo a gift card to his own shop. "You're welcome!"    //    accepting.

. . . who was this guy?  octavo cocked a brow,  eyes flickering between the man and the card he had just handed him;  a purple rabbit decorating the plastic.  it wouldn’t have taken a genius to figure out who the card would be going back to.  handing out gift cards for your own shop,  then to flourish it with a you’re welcome as if he had been doing octavo some grand favor?  how gauche.  there were much better ways to advertise.

octavo held he card up pinched between his thumb and index fingers,  making sure this weirdo could see clearly what was about to happen to it,  even through that freakish hood of his.

purple flames wisp from his palms and fingers,  catching the card as it was engulfed in the small fire,  plastic turning black and coiling in on itself until it dripped onto the ground below like candle wax.

“ no thanks.  i am not interested in whatever someone who frolics around in an animal suit might be selling. ”

[mnstcrbnll-a]

@longiflorumdreams​ ► Ravio:

“Um… hello? Any… anyone listening?” 

Another visitor. Another intruder. Mortals were getting a little too comfortable, around there.

At first, when the newcomer first entered, Giratina didn’t answer. It didn’t look up. It didn’t seek for them.              It didn’t need to. Not when the other’s continuous stumbling and murmurs all over the Distortion World echoed in every corner.

In fact... all he answers with, when the stranger finally tries to seek for help, is with a cry - loud and clear, enough to overpower any other sound around them. Maybe that’ll make them understand in what situation they got themselves into.

[hyliaschxsen]

@longiflorumdreams /  “Well, if it isn't my favorite Mr Hero! Come to buy something? (from Ravio)”

it had been a few months since a new shop had opened near the castle. it seemed to had just shown up, but Link wasn't complaining, and he figured it was best not to question. it always had the best deals compared to other shops around Hyrule, and while Link didn't particularly worry very much about how many rupees he had in the bank, he didn't like being a frivolous spender either, so finding a place that allowed him to spend as little as possible on things he needed was like a grace from Hylia herself, and Link was thankful for it.

it was run by just one man, someone Link had never seen around before the shop showed up, but he didn't question that either, it wasn't like it was rare to see a new face from time to time. since he started frequenting the shop, Link had been able to become acquainted with the man; he was a bit eccentric, wearing a hood with rabbit ears to hide his face, but who was Link to question his fashion sense? it wasn't like he was much better himself. either way, Link enjoyed his interactions with the other, doing his best to socialize.

Link waved his greeting to Ravio as he stepped inside the shop, an amused smile on his lips at the nickname the other insisted on using as he nodded.

'I need a new shield, I got a bit... carried away while I was doing some training,' Link stated before producing his shield from his pouch, once pristine wood and ornate designs painted on the surface now nothing more than scrap firewood, having split in two during a particularly rough shield attack he had done. he tucked the wood away once again to free his hands to sign.

'got anything? preferably something sturdier,' he chuckled.

[littlemxtchgirl]

@longiflorumdreams​:

Come wide, come far, girl! Tell me, why do you fear the moon so? [from Moonjumper]

“...”

She’s grabbing the fire staff. Just to be sure.  This guy looks weird and she does not like it when some random stranger asked her if something scared her.

“Whoever told you that is a big fat liar, first of all. And second... didn’t anyone tell you you shouldn’t go around asking those kind of questions to a lady?”