#「 ♕ 」 —— ❝ i am not your queen ; bend the knee ❞ » yuuna.

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small info dump for basis of fake nobility verse:

  in keeping with her original lore, she’s still the daughter of two parents of noble origin but both of their houses had been ruined for generations, so she’s of commoner status and working in the employment of a much lesser known noble family along with her mother. this family had a daughter of their own, their only child, who died young due to illness, but because yuuna bears a resemblance to their daughter, they basically rip her away from her sick mother as a child with the deal being that as long as she acts like their daughter and advances their political agenda then they will always make sure to take care of her mother. yuuna, in any verse, is always incredibly attached to her mother and loves her dearly so she follows along with this, allowing herself to assume a fake identity to become a noble daughter. 

  of course, the day she makes her debut into high society, she absolutely dazzles everyone. the newest lady from what the higher nobles see as a backwater house is without flaw, a gentlelady full of virtues in their eyes. but this is only an empty shell of a presentation as yuuna is ultimately aiming to rise as high as possible ( if she wants to marry the current monarch or a foreign one - who can stop her ? ) not to follow the order of the family that has forced her into this role but to get some power for herself. she’s ambitious in a bloodthirsty way; if you cross her, you will perish without blood being soaked on her hands. she will gain power so incomprehensible to anyone around her and then she will do away with any of the annoyances that littered her way to get it. 

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genpact yuuna is so fun. she is literally running an clandestine information network in inazuma while pretending to be a perfectly loyal and diligent servant to a clan she has been planning to overthrow and destroy since she was little. she has dirt on everyone. she runs a knowledge market like sumeru and you have to pay her so much money to get a quality secret. sometimes she leaks a little something if she feels justified or if someone is annoying her too much / overstepping their place. she will take advantage of the instability and tension between all the commissions to do these things a la ‘ chaos is a ladder ‘ mentality

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@koorinohebi​ // starter.

    Green eyes observe Kiomi with a mildly curious gaze, an eyebrow slightly raised. The Survey Corps has the tendency to attract individuals of all sorts of background and oddities. Life cannot introduce to her someone that would be too peculiar to make her surprised. Perplexed, yes, but Yuuna has felt as if she had lived three lifetimes by now; not much left has gone unexperienced by her. All other factors aside, the fresher additions ( who had survived thus far ) always earned her leniency, Kiomi being no exception.

“ You look like Hange right now. You know that, right ? ”

  “ It would do you some good to actually interact more directly with people than stand around and watching. If you don’t want them to think you’re being creepy. ”

    It’s not an insult levied at Kiomi, just an interpretation of the amusing situation before her. It takes some manner of self restraint to suppress the way the corners of her mouth wish to curl upward. They don’t, though. Yuuna is worried how it would come across. 

  “ Are you just shy or something ? ” 

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@zorkaya​ asked: “I would never let anyone touch a hair on your head. You know that, right?” @ yuuna

  “ I do know that, darling. ”

  These words would unsettle any other person. She doesn’t doubt the cheerfulness her demeanor takes on in response would also be as equally as unnerving. Perhaps, if someone else had spoken like that to her, Yuuna would be inclined to answer with a displeased frown. Instead, Zarina manages to bring forth a smile followed by a short giggle as if she had heard a silly story. Ah, it did make her heart flutter.

  Zarina always knows what to say or do to cause her to lose her composure for a moment. 

  “ If it’s possible, please bring back a token from the people that are foolish enough to do so. I would love to have a collection. Or is that too morbid ? ”

  There’s no such thing as restraint between the two of them. Yuuna herself isn’t anything made of awe-inspiring strength or magical. Yet she wouldn’t dare to hesitate to sink her teeth into anything that dared to harm her dearest and present the corpse at Zarina’s feet, all bloodied and ferocious. 

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yuuna duality in one short clip ( warning for blood and violence ) 

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   aot verse for yuuna. ( closed verse ; meaning i will not rp with it outside of a v select group of friends )   tw for mentions of death, murder kidnapping, implications of other unsavory things

Yuuna Miyazaki 

Age: 22 (850), 26 (854) DOB: Sep. 7, 828 Place of Birth: Wall Maria (rural) Family:

Asahi Miyazaki: mother ( Asian ) - deceased

Tassilo Bernauer: father ( Eldian, Survey Corps ) - deceased

Rigel Bernaur: adopted son - alive ( DOB: 837 )

Azumabito bloodline ( we will not look at it; Yuuna doesn’t give a shit about it )

General timeline: 

828 - Born  835 - Father dies    ** - Her father’s badge is returned to her. She carries it around with her throughout the entirety of the series.  837 - Her mother falls ill. She travels to the nearest district / city to earn money to pay for the home and her mother’s medical treatment/supplies through things like selling leftover crops, cleaning, cooking, etc.  838  - Her mother dies from her illness. She continues to try to live on her own without anyone else but it’s incredibly difficult for someone who is so young. Like Mikasa, she’s also kidnapped and almost sold off to meet who knows what kind of end at the hands of other humans but is able to fend off and kill some of her kidnappers. Afterwards, she is put into an orphanage to live with other children. In the process, she pulls a baby from a corpse in the place they were being held captive who slowly becomes a son to her. Yuuna has him moved to Historia’s orphanage later on in the series.    ** - We will let her commit murder and bodily injury. I think we can allow it.  843 - Enlists in the military with Petra and Oluo in the same corps. 845 - Series start. 846 - Joins the Survey Corps after 3 years of training as a cadet.  846 ~ 850 - Joins Levi Squad at some point during this time. 

Status at the end of the series: Alive and retired in Marley. 

Other notes:

  Letters - She writes a lot of letters to her friends and children in the orphanage back home. She also visits whenever she can to see everyone and help look after some of the smaller children. Yuuna also exchanges letters frequently with Rigel. 

  Drawings - By the time the series starts, Yuuna tries to teach herself artistic skills to draw things she sees inside and outside of the walls for the children back in the orphanage since they can’t leave and explore beyond the walls like she can. Eventually, she starts drawing her fellow soldiers in her free time and will have many sketches of fallen comrades, so she doesn’t forget what they looked like. She has a couple portraits of her mother and father, but they’re always incomplete because it gets difficult to remember what they looked like as time goes on. 

  ODM Gear - What she’s best at. 

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STILL SO INTO THE FACT THAT YUUNA HAS NO IDEA ABOUT MODERN TECHNOLOGY 

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@zorkaya​ said: Her eyes of molten gold look at Yuuna like she is the sun and the only treasure worth living in the world, it’s always been like that ever since they’ve confessed their feelings for each other. Others are always tossed to the side, her family embracing the maiden of golden hair and green eyes as their own family for they know that the ice empress would not fall for someone fantastic. And so, Zarina inquires if it’s alright to kiss her beloved, only moving forward when she speaks of approval and looks at her with those gorgeous emerald eyes. Zarina gently caresses the maiden’s cheek, keeping the eye contact as her scarlet lips (as always, the lipstick is present) part slightly while her eyes look down at Yuuna’s lips. The corners of Sokolova’s mouth twitch before moving up to showcase her soft smile. Without wasting the time between them, the distance between their lips is crossed and Zarina kisses the one who owns her heart in her tender hold.

 A kiss of love, a kiss of belonging, a kiss of snowdrops that withstand the harsh cold before giving bloom to spring. With this kiss, the snow lady is careful and tender, only letting their closeness linger for a moment before distancing herself. The silence lingers as eyes meet again before closing and another kiss is shared, then two, then three; it’s hard to count when everything she ever wanted was to kiss Yuuna and every part of her, to worship the one she loves so dearly. Ah, she could truly take the world if it meant staying with her queen, a fellow monarch that now rules over this frigid heart of hers. So happily does Zarina offer this love to the other, a beast in love shows such tender warmth - a surprise. 

“ It’s hard to stop when you look so beautiful in your new dress, Yuuna. ” Zarina laughs softly as she then presses a kiss to her lover’s jaw, then lower just to leave a very faint (as the lipstick started to wear off) lipstick mark on Yuuna’s skin. A simple show of affection before she returns to kiss the corner of the other’s mouth, a peck.

“ I’m so happy we’ll be living together in our own house, our own rules, our own place. ”

  The question of whether Zarina may kiss her or not seems unnecessary for some. Sweeping scenes of desperate kisses in the rain, words unspoken and untouched, remain at the fore front of romance. If there is love then there is no need to tread these lines, correct ? 

  ‘ Wrong, ’  Yuuna thinks. 

  Their love is different. Their love is not that love. It seeks permission from one another, displays its respect for each other, and it understands the both of them. There is nothing greater than such a gentle thing to Yuuna. In those golden eyes that bore down into her, she experiences a warmth bubbling along the boundaries of her heart that she has a feeling that Zarina can peer into. 

  Yuuna hopes that Zarina can see this overflowing sensation that carefully holds her soul in its palm, so she can know that she is adored and adores in equal measure. Even if she can’t, the way their lips meet so sweetly must convey it. She feels of sunlight and the radiance of the ring shining around the sun itself. The presence of divinity had never been a pulling force before. Skepticism and cynicism prevented her from ever entertaining the notion that there was anything that would cradle her gingerly and ease the scars deeply engraved inside of her. 

  When Zarina blesses her with a kiss, she feels as though the sun and moon are both glowing in the sky together. Of course, she returns the gesture, melting into the kiss as many times as Zarina’s lips meet hers. If this is the love being held out for her to grasp, her hands will gently accept it and then return it. 

  “ I’m glad you like it so much. ” Her replies comes out in a soft voice, her eyes fluttering close for a moment at the continued kisses to her skin. The ends of her lips curl all the way up - a bright smile for her love. 

  “ Me too, ” she says, wrapping her arms around Zarina’s middle, pulling her into a light embrace. “ I think the first order of business is to go out somewhere nice to celebrate, if you don’t mind showing me off to others in such a pretty outfit. ”

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@deretm​

  Yuuna doesn’t confess about pain in any capacity, especially not her own pain. And certainly not about the pulsating, dull ache that runs through the marrow of her leg bones. Sparing herself in recalling the details of the near death incident, she sets her focus on sweeping off the layer of dust that coats the upper parts of the window. She sucks in a gust of air and holds her lungs full of it, lifting herself up on the tips of her toes, as the pain hits again. The exhale comes out more audible than she intends once her task is complete and she can set her heels back down. 

  “ Captain, I’m done, ” she says, turning her attention towards her squad leader. 

  In the midst of all of the sullen realities of the situation, Yuuna can find some comfort in cleaning together with Levi ( as strange as it all sounds to anyone but them ). 

   “ Should we move on to another room or do you want a break ? ” 

  A break would be good for her, but she’s not invested in that. When all is said and done, she is a soldier rendered utterly pathetic in span of a couple moments, much to her own harsh dismay and self-loathing. Who cares about being alive if she can’t be of use somehow ?