#Sakura ;; gentlenekomata

[tineoffreege]

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Im flattered by your request Princess Sakura I hope this drawing is to your liking.

I tried to capture your regal status and gentle nature .

[verseandrhyme]

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kiss roulette | Accepting! 18. A kiss while laughing

There is something about the late hours of the night that make reason take flight. In the dark, with exhaustion leaving visible marks in the dark shadows beneath their eyes, even the most insignificant remark can suddenly be all the more amusing.

Relief brings a heavy sigh out of her as she slumps to the ground. Her back rests against one of the desks within the medical tent as her legs splay out onto the floor. She never wants to lift her staff up again after today. She does not expect anyone to join her, let alone for it to be the youngest princess of Hoshido herself. She dare not spurn the company. Eyes drifting shut, she soon finds herself leaning to the side until her head rests upon the princess's shoulder.

(Formalities can be remembered when she does not feel the buzz of overused magic biting at her fingers.)

She does not recall who says what. Only that one of them says something, and from there it sparks. A silent shake of the shoulders. A muffled giggle from the other. Soon enough, laughter spills out into the rest of the tent from their little spot, so different from the focused silence that had filled it prior.

In an attempt to steady herself enough to refill her lungs, hand gently finds its way to Lady Sakura's, fingers carefully intertwining so that the back of it is presented to her when she raises it up enough so that she may gently press her lips to the back of it.

"We should take the chance to rest while we have it." Despite this, she makes no effort to move, allowing her lingering giggles to settle with her comfortably against Lady Sakura's shoulder. "Excellent work as always."

[dcggersedge]

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"Oh, she's pretty cute! Looks kinda on the small side, though. Hope she's not overworking herself too hard."

[lollipop-bribes]

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(Healers always have ths certain way about them. Like they wanna fix all the cracks in the earth. They might look unassuming, but they're usually carryin' the most weight. She's like that, too. I'm not very good at prayin', but I pray she always has the strength she needs to face her battles.)

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[warpaway]

♡ ♡ ♡ ٩(๑❛ワ❛๑)و

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“she seems nice.  i'd say she's shy, but having a friend like bernadetta redefined the word for me. ��she's probably too nice, actually, with how i've seen her always up to something.”

[verdantsunflower]

 🎄[[ shes super timid excuse her ]]

She normally enjoyed the festive atmosphere, sharing smiles and pretty decorations all around he monastery, just to make sure everyone was getting in the mood. Yet, she not always knew how to react when it happened to stand underneath a fairy mistletoe, esoecially when someone else happened to be there as well.

"Uh.. " she noticed the young boy, but she lowered her gaze, timidly avoiding any eye contact.

Truth be told, Lugh was feeling JUST as awkward upon realizing the predicament he was in. He was under mistletoe? With a cute girl? Oh gosh, Lugh had no idea what to do, and he was turning beet red!

“Oh, crud! We’re under mistletoe! Um….”

Slowly, Lugh took a few steps forward, only having to lean up just a little bit to reach Sakura… and gave her a small, quick peck on the cheek. Lugh was NOT a kisser, but he did his best! He didn’t want to make her any more uncomfortable then she already was!

“Happy holidays!”

[bladespromotedpawn]

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(Rolled a 2: a kiss on the nose)

Mareeta didn't take too many jobs abroad.

Their budget was usually stupid constricted as is, and voyages were never light expenses. Not to mention the variables of the sea made it a danger regardless - she could be as perfect at her sword as she wanted, but the waves didn't give a shit.

But a prepaid voyage by the Hoshidan royal family, for a job that paid… quite honestly, more than Mareeta would've usually charged for it? She'd be a fool not to take that deal.

Although seeing the cherry blossoms for the first time when their ship made dock almost made her wish she could've paid them for the sight. Almost.

”Everyone set up?"

Murmurs of assent follow as Mareeta strides out of the inn keeping them. Sure, they didn't stock as much beer as she imagined her company would've liked, but it was a cozy base of operations for them. Plus, she may stay a while, pick up some more jobs here, before getting back to Thracia.

"Good. Now where is…"

One thing that made Mareeta an attractive mercenary partner to recruit was her communicativeness. She was fluent in many tongues, learned stupid fast, and could write just as.

She had a habit of writing to her temporary bosses during the trips, or even a little before.

Princess Sakura of Hoshido still received her letters long after Mareeta usually stopped sending them for professionalism’s sake.

"Ah, there she is."

She lived up to her name - hair as pink as the blooming forest, petals falling from on high all but becoming one with her hair. It was like one of the trees grew a face, arms, and legs. But, of course, Mareeta knew that looks were not that deceiving. Sakura had a lovely writing style, and Mareeta enjoyed getting to see her come out of her shell a little more with each letter sent. Plus, it was good for keeping her Hoshidan good.

"Here to send us off? Don't worry, that fort will be back in Hoshidan hands before you know it."

She swoops downward, laying a gentle, soft kiss onto the bridge of her nose. She usually kissed more… mature women, in closer ways than just the nose, but… it was nice. Reminded Mareeta of the first apprentice she had.

Before that dream got snuffed with them.

"You hired a perfect mercenary, plus her company. Get ready to see perfect results."

[goldoanheart]

@gentlenekomata continued from here:

As soon as she was being touched by his tender hands, she revived every single second they spent together at his office, gathering papers for filling letters and at the same time, she remembered the very first time they have met, which exactly was quite similar to the current event. “I’m truly enjoying the mood of this lively evening!” she giggled, as per usual, “But I’m happy to see you well and doing good with the other as well” she was sincerely happy to see him getting on well with everybody, it genuinely made her heart flinch in happiness. “So, are you thirsty? ‘cause, I’ve seen a very interesting table full of tasty teas!!” and she recollected the moment they prepared the tea together. So many moments to recollect and so many new memories to make.

Kurthnaga would like to think he had made a lot of dear friends during his time at the academy, and Sakura was certainly included in that group. The young dragon treasured all of those friends, more than anything else in the world.

"I am glad that you are able to enjoy yourself. That is what events like this are for, after all." Kurthnaga claps his hands gleefully together with an excitement only one with a still youthfull folly could have. How could he not be happy when he was able to enjoy this evening with both close friends and family alike?

"I would be honored to share a cup of tea with you again, Lady Sakura. If you would allow me to."

[hresvelged]

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She doesn't recognize the color of biscuit in Sakura's hands. It appears black and white, but she cannot begin to guess much farther. To think she would be spending her day trying different sweets.. A small part of her finds it satisfying despite the odds (an admittance to none).

"Hello, Lady Sakura. I see such events have reached you, as well." Edelgard's lips upturn as she tucks her hair behind her ears. "I can't claim to be much of an expert with this supposed phenomenon. It seems to be a yearly occurrence as of recent times. In actuality, I feel as if I'm missing something. Who started it? When? How? What do you think of it?" Yet, once more does she continue to speak far more than she needs to. The realization hits faster than she cares to admit, waving her arms to hide flushed cheeks. Her head instinctively turns away. "Ugh, forgive me. Forget I said.. any of that."

Eyeing the treat, she reaches to break off a small bite of the item with her hands before bringing a finger to cover her mouth upon its reach. "I'm not familiar with that flavor. That's the first I've come across it. Thank you for letting me try it. And.. for your patience."

[firelles]

[ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 ] ― sender wraps a soft blanket around receiver’s shoulders

"Here, you may catch a cold!" Sakura tenderly whispered as she drew closer to the blonde girl, a soft blanket covering her tiny shoulders as the petite priestess make sure that she was getting warmer.

Perhaps the frost-bitten air had been getting to her more than she had first realized— The chills down her back and crossed arms did seldom to shoo away the cold, nor did the thoughts of moving elsewhere.

It was the warmth of a blank she felt first, kindly placed atop her by her friend. Céline shifted her head to face Sakura as she shifted her fingers to curl the blanket further around her person.

"That is certainly possible..," she said in a near whisper. As she rocked on her feet for but a moment, the warmth allowed her enough momentum to keep a strong standstill. A heightened and grateful voice soon followed: "Thank you kindly. That was precisely what I needed! It seems I was more under-prepared than I thought I might be."

[astoldbyfolkslore]

[ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick "Don't worry, I'm here for you!" she chirped, while she gently passed a wet cloth on his forehead. "You'll be fine brother"

A groan could be heard from the archer , rather reluctant to accept the care . He was fine , truly ! Even if .. every other sign was against him. In truth, he just hated being out of commission, considering there were so many other things that could be done, and yet, here was stuck in his bed due to a cold. In a sense to him .. it was humiliating. Yet, despite all of his huffing and puffing, he wasn’t alone in this.

Takumi had his younger sister! Which made it feel as if this dreaded sickness was somewhat easier. " Thank you, Sakura .. " Would he softly mumble, eyes closing feeling the cloth upon his head. A soft hum at the coolness upon his forehead made the room feel as it were a bit cooler.

" Be careful though .. I don’t want you to get sick .. cause of looking after me. “ He grumbled, tired hues peeking from underneath closed slits. Not to mention that he would feel guilty for getting her sick, from taking care of him. A tad bothered by how bright the light was, yet far too tired to properly make a complaint about it. Only refuting it by closing his eyes once more. Throat rather scratchy, Takumi would let out a small cough to try and soothe it. Though .. it didn’t have to much of the result he had expected.

[tineoffreege]

♡ (｡•́︿•̀｡) [they still haven't meet, but still she curious ]

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[Those are all highier then they might seem( expet for maybe atraction shes quick to crush highly unlikely to act on it)

any trust from Tine is a lot ]

[verseandrhyme]

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"Lady Sakura is amazing! Among our ranks, she has always been a celebrated and esteemed healer. I can only hope to learn from her everything that I can. Her offer of friendship in addition to that truly was generous. To think, someone like me might have attracted the attention of one of our fair princesses...Life certainly is funny."

[paintingfallenraindrops]

@gentlenekomata

[ Cue the Music ] - there’s certainly music, but it’s unlike any you’ve ever heard before. Maybe it’s because it’s played by crickets with tiny instruments. Dance, request a song, or just stare at your new insect colleagues until they grow annoyed with you, you have so much freedom!

The music seemed so nice during the evening, even though the atmosphere was completely different from usual and the orchestra wasn’t exactly what you could expect from an event like that: the rhythm was sweet and slow, accompanied by two greeny crickets playing violins from a small wooden raised platform. The lights were suffused and everything look fancy and romantic, but what Sakura was missing, was an amiable knight who could accompany her to dance: not so many person could be seen by themselves, but one figure definitely caught the attention of the petite princess: a slim silhouette, with an azure hairstyle that curiously resembled the one of a dear person in Sakura’s heart.

She couldn’t help, but approach that gentleman and with the most radiant smile she could afford, she gently spoke to him. “May I have the honour to dance with you, Mister..?” and she offered her hand, still gracefully smiling at him.

Cadros smiles down at the young girl before him, as graceful and gentle as a cherry blossom. She must be from Hoshido. Though he has never had much of chance to be in that land himself, he has certainly heard some stories of its beauty from Anankos. It had always sounded so far and distant from the dark cliffs and cloudy skies that he had known before Valla.

"Of course! I would be delighted to dance with such a beautiful girl!" He takes her hand into his own, kissing it gently as he leads her to the dance floor.

"As a ruler I am quite used to getting often random requests for a dance, but you seem as though you have something that you may have wished to say to me." He hums softly as he begins a careful step. He avoided taking it too fast for now, not wanting to let his dancer's soul overwhelming the poor girl when they had only just met. Slow and steady for now, perhaps he could teach her a proper Vallite waltz late in the night.

"You are more than welcome to simply call me Cadros, even if I am Valla's king, here I am no more than the ordinary person."

[lollipop-bribes]

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[ 1. A kiss on the cheek ]

He's already pressing his luck, climbing a great tree just barely beyond monastery grounds, but Gaius unfortunately becomes single-minded when it comes to honey.

He'd sworn off the search a while back, but the potential rewards are just too great, and the bees are leading him right to it. Finally, limbs akimbo on one of the highest branches, he spots the hive. He breathes deep, hones his focus. He'll suffer a few stings, but then he'll have a stash that'll last him months. Gaius reaches out, stretching himself on his toes. Closer, closer…

And then there's nothing under his feet. He flails, and he's held by the tender embrace of the cold, hard ground. Well, at least no one saw that.

But when he blinks his eyes open, there's a pink-haired girl, looking quite upside-down. Gaius guesses from her clothes that she's a monk or a healer of some sort, and the herbs gathered in her hand giving away her objective.

She starts to fret over him, which is sweet, since he's been hurt way worse than this, and not even by his own stupidity. He starts to insist that he's okay, he'll walk it off and lick his wounds, but she's got a healing spell going on him before he can say "bee spit".

And he feels…way better. Maybe he'd been hurting more than he thought. He sits up, feeling like he could run up a mountain and back, but he won't. He's done enough stupid stuff for one day.

"Thank you, Miss," he drawls sweetly. "I'm lucky you were out here to scrape me off of the ground." He leans in and presses a quick kiss to her cheek before he slips away, still too embarrassed to stick around and make small talk.

[ulircursed]

A small letter could be find at the threshold of his rooms, accompanied on the side with a very small wicker basket and a egg inside: the letter was cutely decorated with dried flowers and cherry petals; on the right corner of the paper, a small drawing of a pidgeon and at the center of the paper, a brief text written with a very clear and big calligraphy. The text was the following:

《 I'm sure you'll be a great caretaker and a lovely anf affectionate dad 》

On the back of the letter, a signature

❀ the petite priestess ❀

The basket exchanges hands between inhabitants of Garreg Mach, some of whom had heard of the blond-haired man, most whom had not, until it is finally given to him by one of the healers. The infirmary and the training range are the only two places Andrei had reliably been found, the ‘student’ seemingly barely ever showing up for any classes, and the contents of the basket were deemed safer in the company of the injured and resting, rather than zealous, healthy individuals wielding weapons.

It takes him no time to register who could’ve sent the gift. There had only been one person with whom he’d exchanged words regarding the topic, and it’s clear Sakura had taken his attempt at upholding the conversation to heart. Too much, he registers with a note of belated alarm, reaching for the small egg inside the basket.

Off-white dotted with splotches of deeper grey and tiny enough to fit in the center of his palm, the shell of the egg is smooth and cool to the touch, and only when he’d come into contact with it did Andrei become aware of how cold his own fingers are in the moment. An egg is supposed to be warmed, isn’t it?

You’ll kill it.

The Heal spell bursts from his fingertips with that thought, the glow encompassing the egg briefly before fading away, leaving Andrei with nothing but an odd sense of déjà vu.

(There had been someone something else important, warm within his grasp, once before.)

He stares down at the small egg. It doesn't look any different, and he had no way of knowing whether it is still alive. Whether his efforts are meant to end in vain again, or if there is still something to be saved.

At least his hand is warm, now.