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gullcrest · 25 days ago
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finally finished my playthrough of echoes! i really liked it (if you could tell from all the damb forsyth's i've drawn)
Some of my favorites
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cherry-flavoured-thot · 10 days ago
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Hi! A request pls :3 Mirror sex + Lukas (fe echoes) Thank you!
he talks u through it just saying
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Lukas has your body mapped out in his mind. He's very knowledgable on your likes and dislikes, what happens when he brushes certain spots, how certain actions make you react. He's picked up on them quite quickly, mainly because he treasures it all.
The mirror that has found its way to your chambers has presented him with a unique opportunity to reap rewards in seeing every reaction as found in your reflection. "You seem eager," you had commented, and he confessed quite honestly.
"I'm always eager for an opportunity to admire you more." You'd at first seemed more flustered at his earnest response then the act of disrobing one another. But that soon changed when he had your bare skin beneath him, it was almost tactical the way his fingers dragged down your body and lips pressed against your neck.
He was focused. Every moan and sigh, the way you said he name, your reactions to his actions. He took it all in, spliting his attention between the you beneath him and the you in the mirror. By the time rolled around that he was lining himself up at your entrance, his cock was aching and you were so senstive from being brought to the brink and back over and over.
His name against your lips as his hips meet yours, while your name falls out of his mouth followed by a curse. Murmuring of how beautiful he finds you fill the room against the sounds of skin against skin while he takes it all in through the mirror.
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frickingnerd · 2 years ago
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matching scars with lukas
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pairing: lukas x gn!reader
tags: sharing battle scars, hurt/comfort, wholesome fluff
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being part of the deliverance meant that you'd often get hurt in battle and most of these injuries left behind scars that you'd never get rid of again
both you and lukas had your fair share of injuries and scars, that always reminded you of your former battles and what it had cost to achieve your goal
especially the last battle against duma had left scars on the two of you
there had been a moment where lukas had thrown himself in front of you to shield you from an attack, that otherwise would've hit you
though despite being the one the attack hit, you still received a cut as well
the same blade, cutting both of you at once
that shared scar would always connect the two of you and you'd never forget what he had done for you
not just that day, but also in all the battles prior to that one… 
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Is he aroace?
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Reasoning: "I sometimes wonder if a vital part of me is broken. I look at Clive and Mathilda and see... Well, you used the word "fire". But whatever it is that they have, I seem to lack it."
-from his A support with Python
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good-beansdraws · 9 months ago
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Fe Aspec Week Day 2: Friendship
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An indulgent piece for today!!!! :') It's no secret the trio's friendship has always had a really special place in my heart, and I've been grateful for the taste of acceptance and contentment it brought me during (and long after) I played the game. To see them find the most caring and complete friendship in each other was truly inspiring.
Here's to all of us finding the people that make us "never long for companionship throughout the rest of our days" <3
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good-beans · 3 months ago
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"Oh Pocket Lukas, we're really in it now..."
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Thank you to the wonderful @luce-speaks who made me a Sacred Echoes Lukas cross stitch!! I'll find a more permanent home for him eventually, but for now I'm going to carry him around like a little locket >:3
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project-sekai-facts · 4 months ago
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which characters are more likely to feature in akt5?? i was hoping for toya but he just got his anniversary card :^(
i think akito/an/rin is the most likely lineup
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real-fire-emblem-takes · 4 months ago
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@ lukas can't cook confession
my friend tried the lukas cheesecake and hated it which means there's only two possible conclusions: either they just really hate cheesecake or the recipe is canonically accurate and it tastes like shit
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asklucinalowell · 2 months ago
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So... Where's Luka heading to or... What's he up to now?
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yaoimancer · 7 months ago
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red hair is rather common in valentia
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good-beanswrites · 9 months ago
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Fe Aspec Week Day 1: Coming Out
WOO It's aspec week time!! 💜💚 To no one's surprise I'm starting off with Lukas :3 I know we have the wonderful support convo when he and Python sort of come out to each other, but I was always curious about the loose ends that it brings up -- how he comes out to/is treated by his family, the woman he's left behind, his fellow nobles, etc. This drabble doesn't really answer any of those questions sadfsadf but it's coming from that thought 😂
Father,
I am writing to you now, so soon after my previous letter, as there is something I have yet to confess. It may be difficult for you to hear, but
The sentence stops abruptly, a small dab of ink at the corner of the ‘t’ where the pen had rested a moment in contemplation.
A man sits back at his at a desk. His candle illuminates the page, displaying a few brief lines at the top. He dips his pen in ink time and time again, but the page remains mostly empty. 
At first, the man believes his problem to be a lack of words. No title exists for men like him. He’s well-educated and well-connected in the army; he has an extensive vocabulary for how the upper and lower class categorizes its people. Whether it’s a scholar’s dull terminology, vulgar common language insults, or the carefully chosen phrasing of a gossiper, none of the usual descriptors fit him. All he has are the distantly connected criticisms he’d heard his whole life: “heartless,” “cold,” “detached.” 
When the candle burns lower, however, he realizes the real issue. He has far too many words.
Where would he even start? Should he describe his contentment with his life here? How not one of his fellows ever brought up the lack of a woman at his arm, or how dinners with the King and Queen themselves were filled with pleasantries that never touched on his romantic endeavors? Whatever his father had been preparing for, it had never come.
Or should he begin earlier, when he was first accepted by this group of people? He wasn’t sure if he could properly convey all that he experienced on that fateful night, speaking softly with the unit’s archer – a man he’d come to call one of his truest friends. The man had heard for the first time in his life that there were others like him. He heard that they were content. They were whole.
He could go back further and describe the moment that the realization first hit him. How his father had been right in a sense. Just as he said, one day when the man was grown, he would be in the arms of another, and everything about himself would suddenly make sense. There was only one difference. He’d been forced to bury that clarity, since it wasn’t the same kind that everyone else came to.
Or should he start even further back? He could recount all little hints that haunted him across his youth. His dreams for the future never quite aligned with those of his peers. Nothing ever seemed to align. His choice of stories to read, of games to play, of jokes to make. He wouldn’t ever claim he was mistreated as a child, but everyone would agree that the signs had appeared even then.
The man sighs. Where is the beginning, when one has always been this way? 
The clock strikes on the hour. It is late, and he will need to be at his sharpest tomorrow for drills and meetings. He has no more time to fret over words about his past. 
The man tries a new method, and wonders what his friends may write about him. He can’t resist a dry smile. He knows that he can never, under any circumstance, allow them to exchange any correspondence with his family. 
But the exercise gives him an idea.
He writes out a single statement. Then he blows out the candle and heads to his bed. 
there is nothing broken about me.
Cordially,
Lukas
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justrudyart · 5 months ago
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my favorite fire emblem rarepair, pykas my beloved 🫶🏻
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fefuckability · 8 months ago
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SEMIFINALS: idk what to even say about this one we'll just have to see
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Feel free to comment and reblog with your reasons!
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fe-smashorpass · 3 months ago
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good-beansdraws · 9 months ago
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Finally finishing my Lukas-Fuuta swap art -- I was really happy with the original armor switch and thought some alternate outfits could be fun to go full-out with :3 I was so tired of drawing the uniforms so just have my sketch for that and the resplendent alt 😅
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good-beans · 1 year ago
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Audio from this post 🦋
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