#thread: strawberries

[marsmoved]

→ @bitx-me ← 

“Hey, kid… I saw this fabric at the store, and it reminded me of how much you liked strawberries!”

Maria could only hope it'd fit right, considering it had been done without a model and pretty much overnight, on a stroke of inspiration. It was only a simple tee shirt, but… still. 

[milehighmechanic]

@rcscue​ [x]   

 “yes! what gave it away?” her voice is frustrated, and she scrubs at her cheeks which are ALREADY starting to turn red. DUM-E seems sad, the fruit smoothie it had offered her sitting full on the workbench.

        she doesn’t know why on earth tony has his ROBOT making him breakfast, and really she should be thankful the man is actually eating something nutritional, but right now she just itches, everywhere.

     tony is staring with wide eyes, hands spread uselessly. he makes a mental note to never, ever have strawberries in the house again --- and then deletes that note, because hey, he actually quite likes strawberries. right now, he’s a little bit more preoccupied with the plight of his PA, who is turning red before his eyes. 

     “uh. do you need medication? do you have an epi-pen? are you gonna DIE?” let nobody say that tony stark is not MELODRAMATIC. 

[clockworkapothecary]

(( @tinyfaries liked for a starter - it’s up to you whether this is Flora or another little fairy. I feel like there are probably a few of them who like to hang around Melissa’s garden.))

Melissa knelt by the strawberry plants in her garden, a basket of ripe red berries in the grass beside her.  Her hands worked gently and deftly, selecting the last few berries to bring inside.  The harvest had been bountiful that year, plenty to enjoy throughout the summer, and now with autumn approaching the last of them would make more than enough jam to last through the winter months.

She reached for one of the last few berries, but drew her hand back when it brushed against something else.  A tiny winged figure, hiding among the leaves.

“Oh!  So sorry, little one, I didn’t see you there.” She smiled and held out a hand to show she meant no harm. “Are you the one who’s been nibbling at my strawberries?” She had blamed snails for the few damaged berries she had found, but hungry fairies also seemed a likely explanation.