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letiel · 10 months

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Kai/Evie - Questions

He walked past her door twice, slowing nearly to a stop each time before anxiety quickened his steps away and courage urged him to try again. Each time Kai got close his heart beat a little bit faster in time with the tug of war in his chest until finally, the scales of his knuckles rapped lightly on the wood with a soft *tap, tap*.

“Come in,” she called, just as softly, and it was too late to turn back.

Kai carefully slid the door open on its slide so he could step inside. Evie was kneeling on a cushion at the desk, dressed comfortably in a robe and slippers, midway through penning a letter. Her delicate script scrawled across the page in perfect rows all but forgotten now as she beamed. She didn’t even finish the word she was writing, all her attention belonged to him.

“Hey,” Kai managed, and his mouth felt a little dry. “Would you like to take a walk with me?” A shock of worry paralyzed him for a moment in anticipation of her response, but it faded just as quickly when she put the pen down and tilted her head ever so softly to smile.

“I’d love to walk with you! I need a moment to get ready.”

“I’ll wait for you outside then.”

A moment felt like an eternity. Kai had found a spot to sit to wait on the balcony overlooking the hostelry’s primary traffic. It was out of the way but easy to find. He fiddled with his pencil and the little notebook in his lap. The notes he had written for himself had blended into the patterns doodled in the margins. Ideas mixed with words he wanted to say to her, practice on paper when being alone lent itself to a less addled train of thought. Kai had to have read through them a dozen times, but he could barely remember the first few words.

Not a promising start.

Kai noticed Evie the moment she stepped out from private spaces to join the public and his heart skipped a beat. She had changed into a yukata, white at the shoulders and a darker shade of lavender at the bottom, blending in a lovely and subtle gradient throughout and under the white obi. Embroidered birds flitted about an assortment of flowers along the hems and sleeves. Her hair was loosely pulled back and held in place by a white headband and tucked behind her horns where it was long enough to do so.

He immediately felt underdressed in his sleeveless top and black pants.

Evie noticed him in the same breath that she called his name and hurried up the stairs to meet him. Her tail was wagging so hard that thrice she very nearly fell over and he instinctively reached for her with his own to steady her.

“Where would you like to go?” she asked.

He blanked. Kai’s eyebrows raised by a hair, and he awkwardly glanced at his notebook for an answer. Finding none, he pocketed it. “Um.” “It’s okay,” she reassured him, “I have some ideas.” Evie’s smile softened and her tail slowed to a manageable wag. She grabbed one of his hands in both of hers and pulled him to his feet, already tugging him along to the Tasogare Bridge.

The late Summer sun and corresponding heat danced with the ocean breeze, alternating between the scent of warm stone and the salty sting of the sea. It swirled around the Kugane markets as they wandered, carrying sounds as well as smells, giving their noses a path to follow through the mishmash of merchants. They picked up takoyaki and dango, senbei and taiyaki, and all the while Evie’s tail wagged, even in the moments when his tail held hers.

Kai caught her stealing glances as the afternoon turned into evening. She was studying him, squeezing his hand, and gauging his level of comfort. The crowds weren’t his favorite. The noise *did* get to him but while he preferred quiet spaces, he didn’t mind them as much today. It was easy to tune out the world when she smiled at him. When she spoke all the other voices faded away into a distant background. When she pulled him along his stride reached to stay beside her as though he’d be swept away in the tide of people without his anchor, his rock, his light.

When the sun kissed the horizon and the clouds became fire against the dark velvet of the evening sky, they strayed from the beaten path. The market crowds, the colored lights, and cacophony of summer sales had morphed into a proper assault on the senses, and it was time for softer pastures.

They wandered instead to the quiet streets of the upscale citizenry, where soft lamps cast subtle glows along the paved road, sharing shadows with the setting sun. It was aimless but not lost, where they went ultimately didn’t matter, it hadn’t from the start. But as they moved away from the bustle and to the quiet, Kai felt the anxiety in his stomach like a pit, and he couldn’t hope to hide it from Evie.

She squeezed his hand and pulled him along, following the soft sounds of running water to a garden tucked in a space between buildings, a cultivated haven of nature, resisting the creeping of the city around them. Little lights along the pond made the scales of the koi glitter like gems in the dark water and cast shadows in the canopies of the sheltering trees. The flowers and the topiaries absorbed the rest of the lingering sounds and left them alone in quiet peace.

“Evie,” Kai started, and she paused at the foot of the bridge spanning the pond to look up at him. “I have a question for you. All those years ago, what made you approach me?”

Evie furrowed her brow a little and her tail stopped wagging. She let go of his hand to walk up the bridge and lean over the railing to watch the fish. Her lack of immediate response was making him nervous and he wondered briefly if he should have practiced some more.

Her tail swished back and forth, and she held out a finger for a firefly to land on. It flashed a pale yellow-green and considered its perch before lazily taking off to glide amongst its friends above the water.

“You were sad, and I wanted to help,” she thoughtfully answered, and Kai realized she was recalling the days of their youth. Evie held her hand to her chest, curling her fingers into a loose fist as though grasping at an invisible something there. “I remember feeling a nudge, no, a tug, deep inside. Almost like a voice without words telling me that someone needed me.”

He took the few steps to stand next to her and leaned so he could put a hand on the railing.

“It sounds silly when I say it out loud,” she admitted.

“It does,” he teased, and she playfully punched his thigh.

“Do you remember how ridiculous we were back then?” Evie asked.

“I was never ridiculous.”

“You were thin as a stick! And couldn’t stop fighting with Ori!”

“Ori couldn’t stop fighting with *me*,” he insisted, and his tail reached for hers.

She chuckled at the memory. “He won a few times.”

“He did not.”

“More than a few times!”

Kai huffed but smiled all the same. “His mudpies were better than yours.”

“He had more practice rolling around in the mud, caterpillar eyebrows!”

He snorted.

“I learned how to cook real food before he did,” she said.

“Debatable.”

Evie bumped him with her shoulder, briefly leaning into him before pulling away. “Better than you.”

“I’ll remember that.”

“Noooo,” she tried to make a show of pouting and flopped over the railing with a huff, still smiling. “You two are still really competitive.”

“Not as much anymore.”

Evie gave him a skeptical look and he ignored it, avoiding eye contact.

A couple of the fish splashed in the water beneath them. The notebook in Kai’s pocket felt heavy and he shifted his weight as though that would offset the perceived imbalance. The sun had properly set now. Only traces of its light remained, and the brightest stars were blinking into life above them to compete with the lights of the city.

“Evie,” he started, and it felt weird pulling words from his core like this, practice be damned, “I enjoy being around you.”

“I enjoy being around you too, Kai,” she said, and he put his hand over hers. She blinked and looked at his hand, then up at him, only just now feeling the weight of his words.

“I mean it. You were always there for me even though I never said as much. You always knew what to do and I… I’m sorry for being so difficult at times, especially when we were in Ishgard…” he mumbled and studied the water, watching her reflection instead of her as the warmth in his cheeks spread to his nose. He pulled his hand back, putting them both on the railing, physically closing himself off to protect himself from how painfully awkward he felt. “Evie… I, um…”

Evie put her hand delicately over his. “Kai, I want to help you. I know it’s been a very long time since we were kids, and you’ve become so distant… but I know the Kai I remember is still in there; the Kai that I felt so drawn to, that I see in the little things you do and say every day, that I fell in love with.”

They both paused, processing what she said as they looked at each other. The color in her cheeks visibly deepened from a shade of pink to one of red.

“I-I know this is a lot to ask,” she continued, getting even redder, “but would you want to try? Would you be my boyfriend?”

Kai had no idea how to react, so he didn’t, but Evie certainly did enough for them both. She wiggled in place, curled her tail, and buried her face in her hands.

“I-I’m so sorry!” she stumbled, “It’s okay if you say no! I-I really value our friendship too and I don’t want to do anything that would make you uncomfortable! S-So if it’s too much then we can stay friends!”

“No,” he managed to get out, little more than a peep as his brain rebooted after finally processing what she had asked.

“No, you don’t want to be my boyfriend?” she asked with a little bit of a quiver to her voice that she was desperately trying to squash.

He felt the panic in his whole being and hurried to reassure her, “N-No! I mean yes!”

She blinked and tilted her head, visibly confused, and Kai felt dizzy. It was suddenly extra hard to look at her and where did he usually put his hands? He felt feverish.

“Evie, I,” he tried but words had stopped working and he turned away from her instead to compose himself, maybe find a breath. He took a single deep breath and then Evie was hugging him from behind.

“I’m sorry I made you uncomfortable,” she mumbled into his back.

He shook his head and delicately untangled her arms so he could turn around and kneel to be closer to her level.

“Yes,” he said firmly. Then he took both her hands in his and said it again. “Yes, I want that.”

Evie blinked little tears from her eyes and smiled even more warmly than he felt. She took her hands back and delicately placed them on his cheeks to cradle his face. “My boyfriend,” she whispered.

They looked at each other for another moment, blushed even more deeply, and then they were *both* turning away in flustered confusion.

“Is it supposed to feel awkward like this?” she asked with a peep.

“Why are you asking *me*?”

“Cause you’re my boyfriend!” Evie’s voice cracked into a giggle when she said ‘boyfriend’ and Kai groaned.

“I take it back,” he grumbled and stood back up. She turned back around to hug him around his waist, still a little giggly.

“No, you don’t,” she mumbled happily to him, and he knew she was right.

“No, I don’t,” he agreed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And the red string of fate holds true! Took them long enough to get together >.> ~circa Stormblood era Kai Silberne and Evie Kiku belong to @ksilberne Always a delight to get to write them~ Thank you again for trusting your babies to me~ There is a sequel in the reblogs :3c Or here's a link if you're lazy: https://www.tumblr.com/letiel/722593687626022912/if-anyone-wants-to-know-how-evie-felt-about-all-of

#ffxiv #ffxiv fanfiction #kai silberne #evie kiku #ffxiv auri #Friends first #They're very in love #Even if Kai is kinda stupid about knowing it #Bless Evie's soul for being so patient with the dumbass

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the-observant-frisbeetarian · 5 years

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Veraverse Birthdates

By George deValier

These birthdates were posted on deValier’s deviantart for curious readers that wanted to know how old the characters in his Veraverse were. They are listed in order from oldest to youngest, with their place of birth next to their name.

Major Aldrich Beilschmidt – September, 1882. (Munich, Germany)

Helena Vargas, née Karpusi – May, 1884. (Athens, Greece)

Major Augustus Roma Vargas – December, 1886. (Rome, Italy)

Yekaterina (Katyusha) Braginski – August, 1895. (Saint Petersburg, Russia)

Gupta Muhammad Hassan – July, 1898. (Cairo, Egypt)

Sadik Adnan – October, 1898. (Constantinople, Turkey)

Polkovnik (Colonel) Ivan Braginski – December, 1899. (Saint Petersburg, Russia)

Senior Sergeant Natalia Braginski, a.k.a. Bella Arlovskaya – July, 1905. (Saint Petersburg, Russia)

Renaissa Vargas – April, 1906. (Northern Italy)

Lars Abrams – April 1909. (Amsterdam, Netherlands)

Evie Abrams – July, 1911. (Liége, Belgium)

Captain Vash Zwingli – August, 1913. (Zurich, Switzerland)

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo – February, 1914. (Madrid, Spain)

Captain Francis Bonnefoy – July, 1914. (Paris, France)

Yao Wang – October, 1914. (Beijing, China)

Corporal Gilbert Beilschmidt – November, 1914. (Berlin, Germany)

Herakles Karpusi – March, 1915. (Athens, Greece)

Mei Wang – October, 1916. (Taipei, Taiwan)

Private Berwald Oxenstierna – June, 1917. (Kiruna, Sweden)

Elizaveta Héderváry – June, 1917. (Sopron, Hungary)

Wing Commander Bruce ‘Oz’ Barton – January, 1918. (Brisbane, Australia)

Flight Lieutenant Daniel ‘Kiwi’ Paora – February, 1918. (Gisborne, New Zealand)

Kiku Honda – February, 1919. (Tokyo, Japan)

Arthur Kirkland – April, 1920. (London, England)

Private Roderich Edelstein – October, 1920. (Vienna, Austria)

Sergeant Tino Väinämöinen – December, 1920. (Helsinki, Finland)

Lieutenant Ludwig Beilschmidt – October 1921. (Munich, Germany)

Private Feliks Łukasiewicz – November, 1921. (Warsaw, Poland)

Private Toris Laurinaitis – February, 1922. (Vilnius, Lithuania)

Matthias Køhler – June, 1922. (Copenhagen, Denmark)

Private Eduard Von Bock – February, 1923. (Tallinn, Estonia)

Lovino Vargas – June, 1923. (Naples, Italy)

Lili Zwingli – August, 1923. (Vaduz, Liechtenstein)

Feliciano Vargas – June, 1924. (Florence, Italy)

Lieutenant Matthew Williams – July, 1924. (Toronto, Canada)

Lieutenant Alfred Jones – July, 1924. (Lincoln, Nebraska, United States of America)

Lukas Bondevik – May, 1925. (Trondheim, Norway)

Private Raivis Galante – November, 1926. (Riga, Latvia)

Emil Bondevik – June, 1931. (Reykjavik, Iceland)

Disclaimer: This story belongs to George deValier. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya. I own nothing.

#george devalier #George Devalier birthdates #veraverse #we'll meet again #auf wiedersehen sweetheart #lily of the lamplight #besame mucho #something to remember you by #jealousy #my echo #when I grow too old to dream

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