#mikiquette

[apple-caleb]

Miki tucks a loose strand of hair behind his ear, her fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary. "It's, um. Th-the wind blew, and, I thought it, maybe, was in your eyes a little too much...... Um. Your hair's gotten a little long..."

— @mikiquette ᰔ (hehe just a small silly thing <3)

𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂  𝐑𝐏  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  .  .  (  pt  1.  the  art  of  touch  )

caleb stops whatever he is doing–he honestly forgot–the moment her fingers tuck a loose strand of his hair behind his ear. he can’t help himself as he reaches out, his hands flitting to her waist to gently tug her closer, his eyes then looking up as he playfully blows upwards, making his hair fly up briefly. “i guess it has, huh? …do you mind it? i guess i could go for a trim…”

[caleb-in-the-cockpit]

lullaby. sender hums or sings a lullaby to receiver, to calm them down or provide comfort.

— @mikiquette ᰔ (hehe hiii🥰)

Caleb wasn't even sure when he'd nodded off, let alone when he woke up.

Last he remembered, he and Miki had been doing a movie marathon while they had some overlapping time off. They'd been having a great time, lots of snacks and drinks and cozy blankets in something between a nest and a fort. The epitome of comfort.

So why did he wake up, his breathing uneven and his entire body trembling?

Why was he having such a hard time focusing?

A gentle melody finally broke through his panic, a lifeline for him to cling to. It was quiet, but managed to help him drown out the sound of his own heart pounding.

Then he felt the sensation of fingers in his hair, slow and soothing. It felt like he was slowly unlocking his senses, managing to regain control over his body. The shaking gradually came to a stop, which he took advantage of to pull her closer.

He's not sure what happened, all he knows is that having her close, being completely encompassed by her, it made everything feel right again.

[covetcore]

"If you were going to bring me somewhere this warm, you really should have said so earlier..." She huffs, lifting her arms and removing the sweater she wore. Unintentionally, and completely unbeknownst to her, the motion causes the fabric of her shirt to ride up a little too much; expose a little too much. "Next time, can we just stay inside?"

— @mikiquette ; to kieran ෆ (IM SO SORRY FOR WHENEVER YOU SEE THIS AHGKJF dont look at me there was a devil on my shouldeeerrrrrRRR)

Initially, Kieran had his back turned towards her. Her huff met with an exasperated sigh from him, he couldn't exactly argue. It was too warm for him to even continue wearing a mask, so he checked around before removing it. ❝ Yeah, yeah... ❞ he began & turned back only to be met with the beautiful unexpected sight. While it was definitely not unwelcomed it left the twin speechless for a moment. Okay, several moments. [ Kieran.exe has stopped working... ] His face must've swapped through several shades of pink before settling for a bright crimson instead, one that even reached the tips of his ears.

 ❝ MIKI! CAREFUL! ❞ After those several moments, he finally grabbed for the bottom hem of her shirt & assisted in pulling it back down. His heart must've been racing a mile a minute as eyes quickly averted from Miki. ❝ S-Sorry, I just... you... it's fine. Um... yeah next time we can stay inside. ❞  Focus Kieran.

( @mikiquette )

[maevesque]

*Clears throat and nervously shifts* "Th-the, um... I-I think your— your lips look, um, l-lonely... would they... uh... uhm,,,," *Cue cards scatter to the floor* ". . . O h. . . oh n o .. um,... um, I-I mean...! Would they.. uh...." *Frantically attempts to grab them*

...

".......canipleasehaveabirthdaykiss?"

Maeve tilted her head, a giggle spilling from her lips at the sight of Miki being nervous. It was endearing, but she couldn't help the smirk on her face before she reached out and stopped Miki from grabbing what appeared to be cue cards; her fingers intertwining with Miki's for a brief moment before letting go.

Maeve moves to pull her in close, her arm wrapping around Miki's waist and into her embrace. The pad of her fingers gently brush along her cheek as her look turns tender when gazing into Miki's – lost, like a little deer.

"Breathe, m' love. It's just me. And of course you can. You don't even have to ask..." She smiled and placed a kiss on her cheek, then she cups her chin and tilts it upwards, their lips barely brushing against one another before Maeve closes the rest of the space between them, easing back just enough to whisper a soft, "Happy Birthday, Miki~"

[egregiee]

[ jacket drape ] sender silently puts their coat around receiver’s shoulders without saying a word

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

@mikiquette

Kairos startled awake at the feeling of something being draped over her, which was the same moment she realized she had dozed off. Missions had been hell recently and this was the first break she had in a long time now.

And she had fallen asleep so easily.

"'M sorry. Didn't mean to fall asleep like that." She yawned, looking down at the jacket Miki had put on her. It was cozy enough to try and tempt Kairos to fall back asleep.

"You didn't say anything while I was dozing off, did you?" Kairos pouted.

[deepspacexavier]

🧸 ; A teddybear is placed on Xavier's doorstep, with a note reading: "don't take this the wrong way !!! it's just !!! um, since you're always very nice to me... people show appreciation on valentine's day, right...? so, um, happy valentine's! ><r"

— @mikiquette ᰔ

Xavier took the plushie. He knew that handwriting anywhere. Sometimes he thought he saw it in his dreams, but he could never make out what it said.

This time his insides twisted inside while he could finally hold it in his hands. Everything in his chest ached and tugged and for a minute he wondered that his heart would overstretch his rib cage.

All he could do was worldessly stand and stare with uncontrollable smile. But it quickly fell.

People showed appreciation on Azure Echo's Day.

Who else was she leaving these echos of appreciation to?

Who else received her handwriting to hold?

Who was it on her mind the most enough to move her heart?

He didn't savor the thought for long. He saw it on her Moments posts later exactly who she was spending her time with that day.

His heart felt like it would escape his rib cage. All he could do it hold the teddy bear to his chest and remember the echo in his soul where it was someone else, a long, long time ago, in a boat under the stars.

[farspaceapple]

🙏 ; forearm - pleadingly <3

Send 🙏 to squeeze my muse

They walked down the sidewalk after grabbing a light snack, the early afternoon sun casting long shadows on the pavement. A date that had been long overdue—since they hadn’t spent much time together lately, so this moment felt significant.

Joyful conversations about the old places they used to frequent and the new spots they’d like to try soon came to a sudden halt when Caleb’s phone went off. One look at the screen caused his expression to shift—growing colder.  The atmosphere had dimmed after he mentioned he needed to get back to Skyhaven, cutting their day short. 

Miki gently gripped his forearm with a squeeze, prompting him to look at her. The clear pleading look in her eyes spoke all she wanted to say. How much she wanted him to stay. A slight smile forms on his face. 

“Don’t worry,” he said softly. “It’s only short for now. I promise—I’ll be back before you know it. We can finish making up for our time then.”

[jasminbound]

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

— @mikiquette ᰔ (hehe hiii!)

Eyes leave her now quiet hunter's watch in favor of Miki, a faint rosy tone to spring to her cheeks when the other thanked her. "Any time! That's what teammates are for, i'll always run over to help." Minnie replies with an offered smile.

"I'm just glad I got there in time. Are you alright though? I hope that wanderer didn't injure you." gaze swept over Miki's figure in rising concern.

ASSORTED DIALOGUE. @mikiquette

[apple-caleb]

the moment she looks up at him was like a signal of relief surrounding him. those eyes. he commits to memory with every passing second. he can recognize them anywhere.

he laughs at the weak punch, grabbing her hand for the time being and holding it close to his chest, almost as if right above his heart and he keeps it there for a few seconds more. and that’s just it. he simply stares at her, capturing that little pout with his purple hues, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“even if i know what to say, pip-squeak, i mean every single thing i say to you.” he reassures her, his eyes widening when she places a kiss, even if it was a barrel-there-kiss, it’s a kiss nonetheless that he would take any day. especially when it’s coming from her. 

geez. she’s so damn cute. 

an amused laugh emits as he follows her to the kitchen, tentatively keeping some distance, but not anything too far because he needs to be close to her.

“that i am,” he replies, peeking at her as he smiles. “i haven’t ate yet, actually. this impromptu trip happened right after i finished a flight–”

he reaches out to take her hand in his, his thumb gingerly brushing along her knuckles as he stares at them instead of her, lifting it to press his lips against her fingers softly. 

“for as long as i can.” he whispers, “is that all right with you?”

🍓 ︴ stroke of serendipity. closed rp with @apple-caleb.

Pacing.

She's been staring at the phone in her hand for the past, maybe, fifteen minutes or so...

And she's pacing.

The familiar, apple-y profile stares her right in the face like a reminder of what she's just too chicken to do—and she should call, probably. Text, even. Something, anything!

But what would she even say, right?! Hey, how you doing?!

The thought of it has her mortified just as her phone dings with a message, and she feels lightheaded—

It's just Tara.

She gives the message a once-over, figures she could totally use some time out with friends, for once...

「 waaaahhh, actually i think it would be Real Great if we met up today T^T need a distraction...!!! 」

And maybe it's because she isn't thinking properly—or thinking too much, rather—but the second the text goes through, she realizes all too late that she hadn't switched to Tara's message.

She was still on Caleb's text profile.

The message had gone to him.

"Augh! No heckin' way! That's even worse than a 'Hey, how you doing'!!!!!!!!!! Unsend, dammit, unsend!!!!! Oh my god. Oh my god. He's going to see it, and he's going to think I'm an idiot because who the hell says THAT after going weeks without talking, and—"

[sylus-hds-7213]

"Sylus." It's the first time she says his name so surely and so confidently, and there's a little determined look in her eye. She moves, tugs at his arm to pull her closer to her level—

Her lips touch the corner of his mouth. And then the floundering is back.

"...Um... n- no reason, just... um... you looked a little kissable, that's all..."

Sylus froze for half a second—not in shock, but as if committing the moment to memory. Miki’s lips brushing the corner of his mouth like a whisper, and the confident weight of her voice calling his name, then instantly swallowed up by her own fluster.

He didn’t move to grab her, didn’t press in. Instead, he let her hold onto his sleeve as he leaned down forward slightly, slow and unhurried. His garnet gaze locked on hers, faint amusement glinting beneath the surface, but there was no teasing in his touch—only the brush of his knuckles along her jaw, light and feather-soft.

“Little bird…” His voice was low, warm with fondness. “That was brave.”

Then came the smirk, smug and just a little wicked at the edges. “But now that I’m down here…”

He tilted his head faintly, leaning in just a breath closer, gaze flickering to her lips before returning to her eyes. “Do I look more kissable?”

A pause, barely more than a heartbeat, before he added, “Because from up there… you looked very kissable too.”

Still… he didn’t move in further. The space between them buzzed with tension, but he left the choice in her hands. Just as he always would.

[apple-caleb]

Caleb if I had to go through everything all over again, if it meant I get to be with you in the end. I'll do it. I'm yours, angel doll. @mikiquette

[caleb-in-the-cockpit]

❝ i just really, really like being yours. ❞ — @mikiquette (bc i'm not logged in but i couldn't resist whgkjdhf)

Wrapped up in you

Turning his attention down to Miki once she spoke, he quirked a brow before chuckling. "I sure would hope you do," he teased, having his arm wrapped around her to hold her close against his side.

He did soften though, even as he ruffled her hair. "But I'm happy that I'm yours, too."

[apple-caleb]

you... really don't mind? in that case, let's make it more than a hundred days from this point movin' forward. yeah?

@apple-caleb if every hundred days i get to know you even a little bit more than i do, then... i don't mind.

[crimsonbloomss]

"Oh... Wait, I dropped my, uhm..." After the pen hits the floor with a tiny click, she turns around to bend over and pick it up. And it's the first time she's wearing anything this short, the first time there's nothing underneath—Her face is red as she stands back up to smooth down her skirt, but she does her best to act like she didn't just flash her. Accidentally-on-purpose. "So, um... Um, y-you were... saying?"

— @mikiquette ෆ (there's a little bird that told me this was going on and that i should send you something... for science <3)

for science... yeah.

maeve was explaining something about her recent tarot reading, it wasn't anything much, but miki asked and so, maeve delivered. of course, all her thought process goes right out the window when she lifted her eyes to see what miki was doing and seeing that sight had her mind short-circuiting.

gods, her little deer really will be the death of her.

"..." maeve was silent before getting up from her seat, approaching miki as her hands rest on her hips, carefully lifting her onto the counter as she stares up at her, hands sliding under the hem of her very short skirt, dragging her fingers along her inner thigh. "you're such a damn tease, you know that?"

[maevesque]

They say... There's something about the night sky that's always going to be pretty, as long as you're looking at it with the right person.

They say... There's something about the dark that's always going to be comforting anyway, as long as you're in it with the right person.

And, I'd say... I think, for me... you are that person.

Sometimes nights get really cold, and sometimes without the light it's a scary world out there. But... how else do I put it... With you, I get a little more courage to face that? I can't be as brave as you or as strong as you, but it's enough for me to be by your side. That's... something that I believe wholeheartedly.

I haven't told you lately, have I? How much I really really like you?

Ah, no, more than like...

I love you.

I really love you.

And sometimes I'm not very good at saying things like this to your face... Maybe it's even a little cowardly of me to send you a letter, instead... but... I still really wanted to say it somehow.

I think it's really nice that we get to share our dreams with each other the way that we do... and I hope that we continue to. Well, maybe part of my dream has always been you, but... now I get to have you next to me.

I wonder, is this what deer feel when they find a pretty patch of flowers to frolic in...?

— ᰔ

📫 — Anonymous Love Letters

The night skies, and even watching as the sun rises for another day.

Maeve smiled, her fingers gently brushing along the letterings on the paper, continue to read her lover’s words.

She was happy, to know that she was able to have that effect on someone, to give them that courage for them to face those fears, face whatever worries them.

And she was proud of Miki. The growth the female has made throughout their relationship.

She snaps a shot of the letter and sends it to Miki. 

> Hey, my little deer.

> I got this~ 

> [image attachment]

But she stops there, instead she calls and hopes that Miki won’t answer so that she can leave a voicemail that her lover can keep and listen to whenever they’re around from each other.

“Whoever told you it was cowardice to write me a letter and say those words was horribly wrong. It’s not cowardice, in fact, it takes strength to write those words and mean them. I feel them, even in writing, but… I wanna hear them spoken by you to me in person. Will you do that for me?” She giggles softly, eyes reading through the letter once more, leaning against the window sill.

“Even if it takes forever, I’ll wait until you can say those words to me face to face, for now, know that I adore you. You’re very precious to me and that hasn’t changed, no matter the time we spend with one another, no matter the days where we can’t see each other. I hope this voicemail will help you remember how much I adore you.” 

She pauses for a moment, eyes gazing out the window with a soft hum. “My dreams are yours, I’ll always be by your side whenever you want me to be. Thank you, my love. I’m going to cherish this letter like I have always cherished you. Careful while you’re out. I’ll see you when you get back home.”

[egregiee]

Stuck together (literally—handcuffs, locked room, etc.)

— @mikiquette ᰔ

THEMES & SCENARIOS

@mikiquette

"Who made this..!?" Kairos grunted as she stumbled back from another kick placed onto the door that was currently preventing their leave.

The building had entered lock-down on the account of a surprise wanderer attack and Kairos hadn't managed to get the door blocked in time for them to leave. So now they were stuck together until the threat was taken care of.

"I mean...At least the both of us won't be here for long..." She muttered sheepishly as she turned to the other woman.