seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom
seen from China
seen from China
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Netherlands
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
“Oh, uh...” Aria paused for a moment, staring back from the thing in front of her that was slowly dissolving into nothing and then back at the person behind her. Had she interfered with something she shouldn’t have? It weighed heavily on her mind, but she rubbed the back of her neck and turned to the other girl.
“....Sorry, did I step in when you didn’t need me to? I thought you could use a hand... uh... sorry...”
@teaveined | starter call
"Even in these times where we must fight for our own survival, the spirit of holidays never go does it? Merry Christmas Kaede," Mia smiles as she serves a cup of peppermint tea, something just perfect for the holidays.
〘楓〙
“Merry Christmas, Mia. The tea smells really good!” A smile forms as the revenant takes hold of the white tea cup, admiring the waft of mint that came from it. She hardly remembered how peppermint candy tasted, but the smell was always one that she enjoyed. It tickles her nose as she take a sip, letting the minty taste sit in her mouth.
“We should visit Nicola after this–we can try decorating a tree maybe for fun.”
"Even in these times where we must fight for our own survival, the spirit of holidays never go does it? Merry Christmas Eva," Mia smiles as she serves a cup of peppermint tea, something just perfect for the holidays.
@teaveined
She’s heard, here and there, that smell is the sense linked closest to memory. As Eva holds the cup to her lips, drinking in the aroma if not the tea itself, she finds herself lost in the nostalgia it brings her.
Nostalgia for what, she’s not sure. It warms her heart the same way the cup warms her hands; it was hers, she’s sure, something once treasured now buried too deeply beneath the sand to ever be recovered.
Yet is this mint-scented memory not precious in and of itself? Some things, once lost, can never be regained. But there will always be new friends to make and tea to share with them and no matter how many memories she loses, each new one will be as much a blessing as the last.
No, Eva has never celebrated Christmas. But she knows its own little miracles when she sees them.
“It’s one more thing to fight for,” she says, with the same conviction as if she’d said the sky is blue. “I think I liked this kind of tea a long time ago. Thank you, Mia.”
((For Enid)) "I am not sure if you like these," Mia pulls out a piece of candy she has collected in the following days before October 31st, the day of Halloween in hopes she can distribute them to her comrades as a way to celebrate the holiday as much as she can. "But I wanted to wish you Happy Halloween,"
Enid wasn’t actually expecting anything for Halloween, after all who celebrated it anymore? Still, she takes the candy with a smile. “I wish I had- Wait, hold on.” Digging through a pocket, she pulls out a wrapped chocolate blood bead and holds it out to Mia. “I forgot I was going to give these out.”
“Happy Halloween, Mia. Maybe we should start planning for Thanksgiving next?”
@teaveined in case tumblr is a butt
G'raha Tia for @teaveined (FFXIV)
Pulling from the Source was a task that G’raha struggled with. So far, he’d grabbed almost everyone but the person he intended to. This one, however, felt promising. The light associated with them reminded him of the Warrior, the one that he was looking for. Focusing in on their energy, he reached in and he pulled...
Only to find that there was a woman on the floor. Blonde hair, Hyur, and... machinist? Had the hood not been on his head, his ears would have pulled back. He stepped forward and reached out, only to pull his hand back. She looked familiar.
“Pray, forgive my rudeness. I am the Crystal Exarch and I must request your assistance. My world is in need of help and I cannot provide it on my own.” Taking a step forward despite his own wariness, his hand was finally extended. “Please, I shall prepare food for us so we may speak on this matter.”
[ refill ]
unexpected , yet not unwelcome . cold fingers slowly graze the side of the teacup , the icy stiffness leeched from your skin - you find comfort in the smell , wafting through the confines of your tree house . bittersweet , raw and chapped . it reminds you of being home . there is nothing but blissful admiration on your face as you lift the cup to your lips . ❛ thank you , jester . how’d you know i was just going to do that ? ❜
there is nothing beautiful to your affliction , how could there be ? body’s dissociation from mind , dreamlike trances and insatiable laughter . who are you , really ? their eyes pick you apart like a perfectly scribed poem , that had been ripped down the middle . cold , long fingers close around the hot cup , inhale . what do you say ? exhale . just try not to make a fool of yourself . ❛ . . . what kind is your favorite - tea i mean . i’m partial to peppermint --- ❜
@teaveined
❛ you’re not refusing tea with me , are you jester ? ❜ the set up is the makings of a girl left to nothing but her own devices the entire day . pearl white cups , two of them , decorate a makeshift table of books stacked on top one another . in her hands is a tea pot , matching the tea cups , still as her route to the cups with it has been paused . ❛ that doesn’t sound very you . are you sure you’re you today ? ❜ she steps forward in wide strides to him . like a mother reaching to check for a fever , one hand abandons the pot & reaches up attempting to feel his forehead .
@teaveined / ♡
