@sylvctica — birthday ask!!
Another year coming to an end, another one coming to rise up; and so on the last day of it, it would be his birthday once more. Well, self-proclaimed birthday, anyway. It's quite fitting, now that they sit to think about it properly. Another year of living coming to an end, and another new year of wonders to follow.
Fingers tightened on their gift, a wooden container with nine teas, carefully captured in small, airtight containers. Oolong, white, black, green, yellow, puer—all carefully raised, cultivated, oxidized and prepared by Sylvie themselves. The other two were far simpler in their tastes: jasmine silver needles, and a simple blend of cardamom and rose buds ( as per Sylvie's words, quite popular within Sumeru with black tea ).
They waited patiently to find the consultant, perking up a little upon seeing him and eagerly walking towards him with long strides; if they were to find his hands empty, the box would be placed gently within his palms—before taking his face within their hands and pressing a full on kiss to him. Other people be damned.
Regardless, it was a short, chaste, but loving kiss, quick to pull back and move their hands to settle upon his shoulders.
"Happy birthday, my asan. I ... hope you like your present this year, I worked quite a bit on it." Green eyes glanced to the side for a moment as they spoke, but were quick to look back on him. Hands moved to lace behind their own back, looking at him with unspoken anticipation. "There are small cookies, too, to go along with it."
As the curtains are readying to draw this year to a close, he walks towards a new tomorrow. Although he can not guess on what new year shall bring, he quite prefers it that way, with no clear objective in mind other than to enjoy life as it comes. The past few years have already brought him many joyous occasions, including the rekindling of an old friendship. To this day, he is grateful to have been given the chance to mend his bond with Sylvie that–unexpectedly–blossomed into something more.
With the fellow god occupying his thoughts, he finds it difficult to withhold a smile, his lips only widening upon seeing them—as if his very thoughts manifested them in front of him. No words needed to be exchanged as he approached them in eager steps, followed by a taste of spring from their lips. The kiss only lasted for a few short seconds, but at that moment, nothing else around him mattered.
Sighing softly into them (a quiet plea for a second longer), he does not miss the intricate box that was placed into his hands, his fingers glossing over the smooth, wooden surface which smelled of fresh pines. While there was no attempt by Sylvie to hide what they had planned for him, that didn’t make him any less delighted to receive tea prepared by their own hands. If anything, he has been looking forward to it—very much so. Tea is a pastime he heavily indulges in, he was of course intrigued to taste the fruit of their labor.
That said, he would have been more than content if they just opted to buy some tea leaves…but he also can not deny the sense of pride he has in knowing they’ve cultivated their own sense of appreciation for tea not only in his interest, but out of their own as well. The gesture almost meant more than the gift itself, making his heart flutter to its very core.
“Thank you, Sylvie.” He breathlessly chuckles, his gaze fixed on them with nothing short of love. “I have no doubt that I will make great use of your tea…and what greater way to enjoy it than to share it with an old friend?” After all, tea can not be enjoyed as dried leaves; though the flavors and herbs are certainly appreciated in their own way.
“Preparations have already been arranged at Mt.Tianheng if you would care for a pleasant stroll.” It was not anything extravagant. Just a simple set up with a table for two, much more quaint and humble compared to previous celebrations. But in truth, he welcomed it.
Because at the end of the day, all he asks for is to have them by his side.
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@chopchopclown sent.
“ Yeaah, Low pressure, high pressure, Adhd, Depression. Say it, I have it. Sometimes when I sneeze my knees hurt, that ain’t normal ‘ight? Yeah yeah there’s these pills but then I forget to take for one week or two and get a little lazy—you know when you keep pushing for later and then you start one day and forget again. Don’t we do the same thing every year? igh’t as well just wait for a new recipe anyway. Ahe, I get chills sometimes too when eat— ALVIDAA, what is that thing I'm allergic to again?”
“ Ask Mr three. I have no clue. ”
“… AH. GYAAAAA! MISTER THREE! THAT’S WHAT I WAS GOING TO TALK ABOUT! YOU! MINK! What’s your deal? Since you start showing up around he’s never around. See, said his name. Where he is? Aren’t you a doctor? and you’re literally without exaggeration killing me. Do you know who I am? CAPTAAIN BUAAAAAUUUUUGGY, the only and one. So when you’re moving in? ”
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❥ 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝘄𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝘄𝐚𝘀 𝖟𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝘂𝘁 𝐚𝐟𝘁𝐞𝗿 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝐟𝐞𝘄 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝘂𝘁𝐞𝘀. Of course, she took his problems seriously; it is just that most of them were already known to her. While Galdino and Linn had better topics than the health of his boss, it did happen to be part of their idle conversation now and then.
His bitter excuses for forgetting to take his pills ring a bell. Buggy shares some familiarity with her fellow crew mates. As much as the feline would love to remind them to take them punctually, what can she really do ? Sure as hell, she won't shove them into their mouths, waiting until they swallowed them like a misbehaving dog.
Pointy white ears perk up as soon as the blessed words stumble from the clown's painted lips. As if wakening from her trance, all attention is now set on the man. ❝ Mr. 3 ? Yes, I know him. Yes, a splendid man, very humble and kind and polite and so very responsible and — ❞
Linn had to stop herself mid-sentence. Her obvious swooning over the artist wasn't asked for. ❝ I did not know I had this effect. Would oh so much hate to steal him away from you. I wasn't expecting the great Captain Buggy to need a personal nurse. Hmm, but we all get older one day . . . ❞ Her remark would easily come across as a bit taunting, if it weren't for these innocent blue eyes that looked around as if deep in thought. Occupied by her words, or maybe far away with Galdino already ?
❝ MOVING IIIIIIIIIIIIN ? ! P-PARDON ME, I . . . I am a very busy doctor, working under the flag of the future king of pirates ! As much as I like it here, I have responsibilities. They would all shrivel like dying plants without me. ❞
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"Father, is.. everything alright?" He's been away fighting demons he knows not what has transpired..
"Ah, Xiao." Of all times for him to have returned...How embarrassing. Not a second goes by without the Yaksha picking up on the slightest disturbance. He clears his throat. "All is well—rest assure. Miniscule banter between Sylvie and I is nothing short of meaningless." Even if he felt an innate urge to strangle them at times.
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The sonic near the Walmart I go to is always having some sort of issue with their drink machine. I think their like syrup to water ratio is off so sometimes my Dr Pepper is a little watery (well, usually is mostly water if I’m gonna be totally honest) but today I got mostly Dr Pepper so I think it’s gonna be a good day!
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