#magmatxt

[hildrtxt]

darling, i’m a nightmare dressed as a daydream; Tabitha&Touko

@magmatxt

                      There’s something about volcanoes.     Revered, worshiped even, and yet an embodiment of fear.                            A destructive kind of beauty.                                                         A danger.

 Perhaps it was that alone that drew people to them --- her at least. And maybe it was things just like this that would be the end of her.

                             Was she almost at the top?

Each step she took strew little clouds of reddish brown dust. She had been trekking up easily enough, skin dusted red from hours of venturing.

It was hot. No doubt, getting hotter.

She huffed, reaching in her bag for her bottle of water. As she drank, she noticed that she was not alone here. The revelation piqued her interest.

                   Who else hiked up treacherous volcanoes?                                          Well, aside from the Trial Captain.

A young man --- tattooed, tanned and freckled. With eyes like obsidian, he may just well belong here. Just the very image of him struck volcano.

                               And what’s your story?

Their eyes meet and Touko hears the warning shot --- danger!                                                                     Pfft, danger schmanger.

The ground suddenly rumbles --- the makings of a peril. She sees the falling rock before he does and without a second thought she tackles him, using her weight to push him out of the way.

Red dust engulfs them. She coughs and lets out a groan as she rolls onto her back. Well, geez. Hiking, heat, falling rocks --- the world was full of surprises, wasn’t it?

“Are you alright?” she finally manages.

[spiritaffected-blog]

“Your unending thirst will be your ultimate downfall.” [ yikes speaking from experience are we tabitha ? ]

Cyrus let his intense but near dead eyes glance over Tabitha. Raising his shoulders a little at the statement, he lowered them again as he let out a breath, using the small moment used in that action to find the words he wanted to reply with.

It shamed him to admit, the other wasn’t wrong. He had suffered the consequences of defeat many years back, and it was only just recently he dared to get back to society to plan something new. To live life among the people he hated due to not liking the loneliness the distortion world offered. 

 His goals were still there, ever so present and never fading. Just as strong as they had been for so long ago. He only needed to plan a little better for the next time. Take another approach. Work with what he had, and improve on the faults of his previous plan.

He hadn’t aged a day during his stay in the Distortion world, but it had given him a lot of time to think.

‘‘It was, but I believe I can improve on my past mistakes. To better the things that failed me last time, I know I can make that happen. It will be challenging, but not impossible.’‘

[princeofpyrite-blog]

Flame Dance | Rory & Tabitha

@magmatxt liked for a starter |

Alola had been beautiful up to that point, but Rory heard he could go learn fire dancing up at the volcano park and, well, how could he resist learning another type of dance? Especially one involving danger and excitement. Fire? In dancing? Grabby hands.

So he made the trek up at the news of lessons being available, and he found himself wandering around, finding the first person he could to ask.

“Excuse me!” he boomed. “I heard I could come here to learn fire dancing. Do you know where I should head to find the instructor?”

Stopping strangers was probably the best way to do it, honestly. Rory was unfathomably tall, and a bit intimidating in appearance. Androgyny aside, Rory was an amazon. He loomed over every other human he met, basically.

He looked at the stranger with a smile and a genuine curiosity, hoping they could help.

[undellabay-rp]

[ Burnin' Up by The Jonas Brothers plays ] tabitha's all ready to go !

Watch out, Maxie! Your favorite Admin is here! We made sure to slow-cook this bad boy at 350 degrees so now he’s hot and ready to go ( with an emphasis on hot hoo boy )!

Hope he doesn’t mind our watery Undella Bay paradise — see, there’s plenty of sand and beachy land to go around! Go ahead and follow everyone on the Masterlist, if you’d please!

~ Rowlet-Mod

[hau-lasada]

is there such a thing as forgiveness;

✿ ~ @magmatxt

“Mystery flavored malasadas? I thought Mallow was joking around!”

Curiosity pulled at Hau’s mind to question his friend about the new traditional sweets; what and how many flavors there where in each box. His attention broken only when-

Boom. Boom. BOOM.

“Ah! I’m going to miss the show!.”

A new trend perhaps, Hau quickly wrote it off and scrambled to grab pokecoins from his flower pattered cloak only to stop when the seller declared the box was ‘on the house’. Overjoyed by the kind gesture, Hau reached over the stand to deliver a warm and firm hug.

“Mahalo ia oe! I’ll repay you somehow, I won’t forget how happy you made me today!”

With a hearty wave, Hau quickly ran up the path to Wela Volcano Park. It has been a while since Hau witnessed a fire show held by Kiawe and a little rowlet told him that the rumored washed-up stranger was studying the art of Alola Fire Dancing. Interest sparked Hau to travel to the island, the new malasadas having no part in his incentive at all. Only fiery stuff. Right...

Barely out of breath, Hau entered the Park and immediately scanned the area for the familiar scowling face of the Captain. When he couldn’t find Kiawe, Hau slowly walked between the audience, more focused on the warm malasadas, what new flavors will be discover next?

“Oh, maybe new spices from the Sin-Oh region? Or maybe lava co-”

Hau’s excited mumbling cut off as he softly bumped into a firm body. The box crumpled slightly in the impact and, much to Hau’s horror, the filling in one of the malasada squeezed out. Some flying away and...on..to...

“Woo-aaah! I’m sorry, so, so sorry!” Waaah, what do I do I don’t have napkins! “You’ve got, eh-uhm, a bit of s-sau-... I’ll clean it up right away! Just give me, uh, give me a second?”

[jessaddvodka-blog]

💯 + pink ( jess & daiki )

Done I hope you enjoy

[momonyas]

나 지금 센치해 | Tabitha

@magmatxt

Courtney never had a good time going from island to island. However her new boss thought it necessary to go to Akala island to train for her job. Courtney didn’t understand why she had to go to the other island to train, why couldn’t she be trained at the Ula’Ula location where she now resided. 

His reasoning was simple, she had no people skills and the Ula’ula branch was much smaller than the Roadside Motel. It was a local hotspot because of its close distance to Wela Volcano Park, which was a literal hotspot. Passing the area on foot with her ninetails out by her side, she could almost feel herself cringing as the areas tempature began to rise. 

She felt as if she was shaking. 

As she looked up ahead towards her destination, she paused for only a moment before making a hard left into the park itself. Ninetales curiously took the lead, taking her time to sniff out the area she was exploring. Courtney turned her head towards the side as she watched her frolic around in the grass. They approached closer and closer to the peak of the volcano, which apparently was a trial location. As she turned around to take in the view of the ocean she sighed. 

From somewhere behind her, she heard ninetails whining excitedly. Turning on her heel suddenly, she ran towards the sound. Which was the massive pokemon on top of a male, she was frantically licking his face. 

“Ninetales! Get off of him,” Courtney began to pull the pokemon by the scruff of her neck. “I’m so sorry, she never acts like this i’m quite surprised honestly.” Without looking at his face, she helped him up. 

His voice pierced her ear drums, it shook her to the core. She couldn’t even find the words to reply to him. 

[whitebelle]

ooc. i made a lot some icons!

So I was bored and idk it just sorta happened. 

If you want icons feel free to ask me, I’ll make them for you!

Here is the list of the icons of made. 

Tabitabi

Violet

Cheren

Marlon

Black

Also, the numbers are deceiving. Most of the icons I make are multiples of the same photo just different size.

The amount of icons doesn’t define my feelings towards you or you’re character, it just means I couldn’t find enough art or I got lazy. 

[gildedsteel-blog]

>accidentally posts ask publicly >stares at post for 3 minutes >puts head down >goes back to bed

[undellabay-rp]

did it just get hot in here, or is it just tabitha? [ side fc: portgas d ace - one piece ! ]

Hang on, lemme grab me fan! The big one, with the whirly ribbons! We’re happy to see that Magma Admin back in action! Go ahead and follow everyone on the masterlist, and try not to set too many things on fire.★ Pikabelle-Mod

[platinams]

"You have the cutest smile" -- calem

There is nothing as important as closely kept secrets, she thinks; nothing quite like the rush and sheer joy of echoed laughter in rocky valleys of adventure, or the feeling of being out of breath after a long, pursued chase. Nothing–nothing at all–quite compares to the exchanges between oneself and others between the words and pictures that make up what memories are. It’s the will to be free and noble the way everyone dreams of as a child.

“And you said I was goofy.”

“Aren’t you supposed to learn new things about your friends every day?”

She can feel the breeze brush her cheeks as her lips pull back into the kind of grin she forgets to share. Dawn can only ever manage to save it in the solitary of a single friend at a time, as if it were something she meant to hide. But only the silent sounds of the wind and the familiar company could ever keep her at ease these days and so it became more of a rare occasion than it did a greeting. She can feel the laughter bubbling up from her throat like pop rock candies in the summer as she takes a seat next to her companion once more after her previous theatrics.

He’s staring, though, and as her giggles die down, her worries come forth once more. Perhaps she’d gotten a little too comfortable? Had she done something a little too out of character? Surprising even? Maybe–

“You have the cutest smile.”

–Maybe it was something like that. It’s a kind sentiment that she doesn’t hear too often, though, as she feels the bit of heat rising to her cheeks. She tugs at her hat to cover her face almost like a reflex while her gaze turns downward.

She’d have to keep this one a secret, too.

“… Thank you.”

[momonyas]

I smell the blood of a petty little coward. || magmatxt;

There was a rhythmic tapping. It echoed through the halls, followed closely by the murmurs of the people. Her disappearance, the mystery behind it. Everything would be revealed in due time of course. The grunts loved good gossip. 

His office was in the same spot as always. There was a faint smell of alcohol, familiar yet it was making her sick. A flask was tipped to his lips as she appeared in his doorway. Much like a ghost, his eyes went wide as he nearly chokes on the liquid. Homura speaks up. Having the nerve to say her name before her. 

It had been months since she had found out. 

Many months since he had crumbled the walls of her sanity in his drunken stupor. 

A devil of a grin tipped at the corner of her lips. 

“My, Homura. Is that surprise on your face? Did you think I came here to work?” Tongue gliding against her top row of teeth she stepped forward. Approaching his side where she placed a hand across his cheek. Showing a gentle side that had been hidden for quite some time. 

“Haven’t you missed me?”

[gildedsteel-blog]

UHM YES PLS SO DOWN 4 THAT WOWIE //floods entire hoenn region w sweat

ok ok real talk how dis gonna go down i wanna fuck tabitha

[nekomusumeauthor]

♪ for tabs and faust

For Tabs: 

Salty Sweet - MS MR

We fear rejection, prize attention, crave affection             Dream, dream, dream of perfectionWe fear rejection, prize attention, crave affection             Just another pop confession

So who'll swear I am up to no good    I'd get out now. If I were you I would        Pick at my nails so they flake away   ‘Til I leave my hands in bloody pain.

For Faust: 

Up In The Air - 30 Seconds To Mars

I've been up in the air, out of my head,Stuck in a moment of emotion I destroyed.          Is this the end I feel?Up in the air, fucked up on life,All of the laws I've broken, loves that I've sacrificed.         Is this the end, end, end, end?                      I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love.A thousand times I tempted fate.    A thousand times I played this game.        A thousand times that I have said today, today, today.