#[support] yunaka

[socialistexan]

[laslow]

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"Lazzy!" Smile back in place like it always should be, Yunaka gives him a sing-songy greeting as she skips over to him. The gauntlet is already thrown before she says anything else, pocky held carefully between her teeth as she grins at him. No further words are needed; she offers him the other end of the cookie and waits to see if he rises to the challenge.

Ah, so they're to play again, is that it?

Laslow's grin is nothing short of delighted. They really need to discuss....whatever this is, but that can wait. Far more important things are afoot! "Truly, a pleasure to see you again, my darling!"

He doesn't accept the offered cookie right away. Instead, he takes one of her hands in his, idly running a thumb along her knuckles. "You know," and now he leans in closer, nibbling a small bite of the cookie, "you don't need cookies as an excuse for more kisses."

Another bite. Another. All the while, he keeps a loose hold of her hand, daring to place his other one lightly atop her hip the closer they inch towards another.

There's only one bite left. He pauses for just a heartbeat, looking up at her through his lashes. This isn't about winning or losing the game any longer; they've danced around each other enough that everything is starting to feel a touch serious.

Unless she's viewing it still as some frivolous little distraction, one that can only exist within the rules of this challenge. Laslow steals the last of the cookie with a triumphant sweep of his lips, smiling against her own as he swallows the treat down.

"Yunaka, would you like to go on a date with me?"

[midgardianqueenreturns]

While I strongly agree with most of the writing criticisms Fire Emblem Engage gets, I can’t help but feel defensive every time I see someone say its characters are bland and uninteresting.

[stalwaria]

an adoring kiss because the other is rambling 

Yunaka's flower crown looks way worse than the one Etie made, but the archer still manages to make it look pretty. It might be the field. It might be the flowers. It might be the company. But Yunaka feels calmer than she ever has before in her life, and she's pretty sure Etie has something to do with it.

She's smiling softly as she listens to the other girl explain...something. She lost track. She doesn't know when. But Etie's still talking, with a small smile on her face and flowers on her head and Yunaka's own head is still ringing with all the nice things Etie said before and

and it takes a second for Yunaka to realize she's kissed her. It takes another second for her to realize she's still kissing. She jumps back and covers her face with her arms.

"Shi- SHOOT! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that, I don't know what happened I just- Oh man, that was so stupid of me I'm so sorry, please don't be mad!"

kiss meme (accepting!)

"Flowers are really versatile, you know?" Etie threads one stem through another, fingers moving through the steps of weaving a flower crown. Might make a couple more for Alfred and Céline, too. "They're not just for show. My hometown produces many different varieties, and they're used for tea and medicine. At the start of the year, we even candy the petals to serve as treats at the spring festival—"

Emerald eyes flicker up from the wreath of flowers, going to meet Yunaka's, when—

When...

Etie had never kissed anyone before. Not one gentleman caller. Not even out of a fleeting moment (or, moments) of curiosity with a friend, like so many of the other noble daughters she knew.

So she can only sit in a mix of awkwardness and surprise as Yunaka does just that, the archer's mind reeling at the feel of soft lips against her own. Of floral scents and fruity perfumes, mingling with the soap of Yunaka's hair, and the lingering sweat that clung to Etie after that last run she had, and... Dragons, it wasn't TOO noticeable, was it!? Not too overpowering???

She KNEW she shouldn't have run to the meadow, she shouldn't have...!

The other woman reels back, hopefully not in disgust, and begins flustering and apologizing in a sort of panic Etie had rarely ever seen from her before.

"I, um. I—" Her face felt hot. Way too hot. "It's not... I'm not mad, it's just..." Cheeks burning as red as her favorite tulips, Etie stares down Yunaka. As much as she wanted to run the embarrassment off, that'd be rude. That'd be...

"I didn't do it right. You caught me by surprise, and all." She's flustered. Even a little happy. But it takes everything in her not to scream at what she's saying right now. "Maybe we can, um... t-try again...?"

Oh, Divine... take her now.

[sieglinde-freud]

citrinne wrote this post

[pigeon-sponge]

she protecc, she attacc, she singlehandedly carried my entire playthrough holy heck

[outrealmbarracks]

Work, tea time, and dancing

[crevassier]

"Okay- hang on, I'm serious this time." Yunaka frowns as she catches Sylvain by the shoulders and forces him to look at her. Genuinely, incredibly serious.

"Do not drink random potions and stuff that people dressed up as literal devils leave out. That's how you die. Painfully. Do not do that again." Scared the shit out of her when he admitted to chugging it...

Out of all the people around him, he didn’t quite expect Yunaka to reach out to him like that. The grip on his shoulders and the intensity of her gaze brushed off any beginning of a joke or flirt attempt to weasel his way out of a scolding or earpull- not because she was his teacher and that he knew he needed to listen to her. While Sylvain treated all teachers with the expected respect a student should, he wouldn’t give anything more unless he felt like they earned it from him. He did skip some classes rather liberally, after all.

But this was worry. On her part.

Sylvain could only stare at her as she spoke, eyes mildly wide in a tinge of surprise, lips apart without any intention to utter a word to interrupt. It was so strange to be approached like this and given this treatment, when all this time others had mocked him or overlooked what he did. He was called stupid, snorted at, ignored. Most of the glances at the bruise on his cheek were met with mild judgment at best- not that he ever expected sympathy, though. He never does.

“...sorry about that, Professor.” Not the most elaborate response- because no matter how many times he tried to come up with something more, with a deflection, anything- it failed, and defaulted back to that sinking feeling. Sympathy wasn’t something he was good at processing. “You’re right, it was really reckless of me. Sorry.”

Thank you?

No, that would be a weird thing to say. Even if in the end, he was indeed thankful for her attention.

[engagetextposts]

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

While I am sad at the lack of S-Supports between characters in Engage, a lot of the A-Supports are so sweet they make up for it. Enough rouse, Yunaka Etie yuri A-Support time

Etie: I can't even begin to imagine the kind of life you must have lived. Your muscles tell a pretty harrowing story. So I've got a lot of respect for the way you came out the other side.

Yunaka: Ah, gee whiz...

Etie: See these flowers? They're from my hometown.

Yunaka: They're gorgeous.

Etie: This one is associated with admiration. Sounds perfect for us, huh?

Yunaka: Hehe, it does. Yeah!

Etie: Why don't we make flower crowns with them as a gift for each other? That's what true friends do where I'm from. They make flower crowns and pray for long, happy lives together.

Yunaka: Love it! Let's make such big crowns, we get mistaken for queens of the world!

"True friends" it's yuri, your honor . ....

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[umbralexemplar]

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Shade purses her lips. Such a game had to be beneath her, surely? Come now, a woman of her age, being roped into a game like this. 

But really, was there a reason to refuse? That cookie did look quite delicious…

“Alright, fine, just this once. I’ll see what this game is all about.” She hovers her face across from Yunaka, resting her end of the biscuit delicately in her lips. Taking after her partner, she too takes a bite, inching ever closer. Her black lipstick leaves a stain, trailing to Yunaka’s lips. Just as they meet, Shade bites down, taking her share of the prize, and backs up, munching on the sweetness. The cookie is delicious, the chocolate settling lightly on her tongue, and she sighs with a satisfied smile. It had been worth weathering the storm of this frivolous game for a free little treat after all. 

Turning back to Yunaka in thanks, Shade can’t help but notice a smudge of her lipstick on the other professor’s lips. She flushes, embarrassed; surely, it was not the time to be pressing kisses. Hurriedly, she pulls a handkerchief from her skirt. “One moment, let me get this…” Though, it was a cute touch on a cute professor, she thinks.

[punchyemblem]

twitter prompt: zelkov doing art things

[laslow]

The crowd of people was fine, at first. But after the ship ride, milling about waiting for instructions, and then being let lose on this island, the nerves were starting to get to her. Maybe that was why this whole place was setting her on edge so much? Who knows.

What she does know is that wandering off on her own on an unknown island run by a bunch of weirdos is the last thing that she should be doing right now. That's how people got murdered.

"Hiya!" She smiles as bright as she can and gives him a little wave. "You busy? I was hoping to go on a walk to explore the place, and some company might be nice." And if she did stumble on something weird, at least there were better odds of one of them making it back.

The initial buzz of excitement has faded, leaving a sudden exhaustion in its wake. Traveling always takes a toll. Laslow hides a yawn behind one hand as he slips through the crowd, eager to be away from all the crush and noise of so many people.

He's escaped to the fringes when a familiar voice catches his attention. "Well, hel-lo there, Yunaka!" Laslow grins in return, also offering an answering wave. "I'm never too busy for you. A walk in your company sounds utterly delightful."

Arm extends just enough that she could take it, should she so wish. "Anything in particular you wish to explore? I must say, traveling to a tropical island is a nice change of pace."

In the distance, something splashes in the water. A whale, perhaps, or a seagull diving for a meal. The palm fronds continue their song overhead. "...Though one can never be too careful, eh?"

[cielenruine]

Oh, she's seen that face before! Another Blue Lions faculty member she hasn't taken the time to speak to yet. Well, no time like the present! Yunaka's got a bright and cheery grin ready to go as she skips on over.

"Howdy-ho, tomato!" She raises a hand and gives a little wave. "You're Professor...Matthias, right? Nice to finally meet ya outside those stuffy faculty meetings." Seriously, those things felt like they could drag on forever. She always start to feel antsy about halfway through, just sitting stuck in a room with a bunch of strangers...

Not important! What was important right now was that they had a game to play, and Yunaka wanted to win! "If you've got the time, would you like to go hit up some trick or treating together?" She raises her little plastic, pumpkin shaped bucket and lets its swinging speak for itself. "Seems like a good a chance as any to get to know our coworkers, right?"

Tomato.... He had seen her at the faculty meetings, taken note of a disposition that was cheery to the point of perhaps being a bit overwhelming. He smile now reflected that impression well. "Miss Yunaka was it? Come now, the meetings aren't so bad. They could drone on for far longer. Trust me." Although it was practically a staple of his life, he did not miss the seven hour meetings spent running around in circles because some lords thought their domain more important than all others. He looks at the tiny pumpkin and holds gauntleted hand to chin. "I will say I am always excited to learn about others. Perhaps we could make it even a game within a game." Matthias nodded and grabbed his own little trick or treat "bag." Rather it was a small tote in the image of a hollowed out book. "If you'll they never have I ever with me, I could certainly make the time to go with you."

[stalwaria]

"Hiya Papaya!" For once, she's ready, and the cheerful greeting comes with genuine laughter as Yunaka circles around her friend. Weird to think Etie's a student of the house that Yunaka's been asked to teach, but they've both seen way stranger.

"Saw the show you put on in those arena fights! Man you are soooo lucky, I would've killed to get my hands on some of those fancy weapons." The training would've been nice too, it's been a while since Yunaka's had the chance to cut loose, but the weapons. Man.

"What was up with that last guy though, that was crazy! I was worried for a second you guys might not finish in time, which would've be soooo unfair."

There's...there's way more she should be talking about, and none of it has anything to do with the arena but. For now at least, this is easier. She hopes Etie doesn't mind. "Great job though, next time we should tag team and show 'em what some real strong girls can do, yeah?"

"Wh—Yunaka!?"

The last thing Etie expects to see is the other woman bounding towards her, having expected her to be... well, Etie didn't know where she expected Yunaka to be. Last she heard, the thief had gone off traveling after the war, and she hadn't exactly kept in touch.

After so long of wondering what happened to her, it was a relief to see that Yunaka was still alive and kicking. Of course, with her skills, and that gorgeously toned figure? Etie wasn't surprised to see that the woman could take care of herself.

Kind of curious to see her here of all places, though.

"It was fun to experiment, but I'm definitely most comfortable with my bow and arrow." Scoffing, Etie runs a hand through her hair, flipping it over her shoulder. "And that last guy? A real piece of work. He might've even given you trouble... but I guess that's the sort of bulk a good set of muscles will get you."

Shame he hadn't exactly been real. She would've loved to ask him about his training routine...

"But never mind that. We have got to catch up!" Beaming, she takes Yunaka's hands into her own. "How does tea sound? I just had a new crate of leaves sent in from Firene. After all those fights, I could really use the break."

[mmoneystones]

a kiss to prove a point 

kiss day is over, it's now yuri sunday | no longer accepting!

She never knows how to stare back at those lighter red eyes with true confidence.

They are natural-born gemstones, the same as Citrinne's. Yet while they glimmer all the same, Yunaka's ambers have shone on much different scenes that Citrinne's rubies. Scenes that the noble wishes to understand, while questioning if it is better for her to not understand.

That is why she has brought Yunaka to this concealed corner of the Somniel today, where no other residents should be able to discover them. Citrinne is aware this setup may put the assassin on edge, so she starts by telling her the meeting will be brief, with a single question from the Brodian royal:

"Do you understand me?"

Citrinne leaves the prompt open-ended on purpose. She has seen Yunaka's craftiness firsthand in battle, secondhand in reports. She is sure that mind of hers is capable of coming to its own conclusions. It is for the best that the redhead answers with little input from Citrinne anyway.

Because after all, Citrinne does not understand Yunaka. Can she truly inquire about something she does not understand?

The response Citrinne soon receives is silent, yet still comprehensive.

Lips combine with one another as the thief places her hands on Citrinne's arms. Yunaka holds them tight, preventing Citrinne from shaking her off for the embrace. But the noble does not exert heavy resistance - nor is she capable of doing so.

Her eyes initially close in shock, but Citrinne soon opens her rubies to stare into Yuanka's own eyes. She hopes to see true emotion behind those eyes as they kiss.

But Yunaka's eyes remain closed during the duration. They only open back up upon the release of their mouths. She looks back at Citrinne, expecting a conclusion from her answer.

There is a strong shade of red on the noble's face, she can easily feel it. She is...happy? No, disappointed? Relieved?

She wants to do it again.

"Thank you for your time. I will see you later."

Citrinne resists temptation and turns back to leave, ending her own "brief" meeting. She tells herself not to be hasty. She needs time to assess the actions and feelings she had just endured.

Somehow, she feels like she will stare at those red eyes with even less confidence now.