#but its less shameless this time hehe c:

[seoulmatez]

wanderer x reader. inspired by this art!

it’s not often you find yourself so far out of the city, though, you must admit, your time spent aimlessly wandering through vanarana has proven to be just what you needed—an opportunity to clear your head. perhaps you should be heading back soon. the last thing you want to do is worry anyone and despite the serenity you’ve been met with, the forest isn’t known to be a particularly safe area. 

just one moment longer.

you hum quietly to yourself, though the tune is carried with the wind, dancing through the air as freely as the cool breeze. there’s a hill up ahead, and you ponder climbing it as your feet carry you that direction. you’ve heard that yelling from heights is considered therapeutic by some and you’ve always wanted to give it a shot yourself.

you stray from the path you’ve been walking on for who knows how long, the rough dirt beneath your feet traded in for soft grass and plush moss. though, as you approach the foot of the hill, you find your eyebrows pulling together in confusion.

something—someone, you realize—is curled up in the grass. a million thoughts pass through your mind in just seconds—is someone hurt, is someone pretending to be hurt, looking to do you harm? though, just as quickly as they had come, the thoughts and uneasiness begin to dissipate, and with just the sight of a hat.

it’s him.

pops of blue and violet against the green of the rainforest are hard to miss and while they catch your eye, what’s even more captivating is to see the wanderer so… defenseless. 

you take special care to lighten your steps as you continue toward him. his chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm and his lips are parted, quiet breaths pushing past them. he’s asleep, out here in the open like there isn’t a danger in the world.

your proximity doesn’t seem to stir him, so you take another step and carefully kneel just a couple of feet away from him. you don’t think you’ve ever seen him up this close before. you certainly never realized how long his eyelashes are, how smooth his skin is. you’re tempted to reach out to touch him, to see if it feels as smooth as it looks—

all too suddenly, his eyes fly open and his hand darts out to take a hold of your wrist—you didn’t even know that you acted on your thoughts. 

“what do you think you're doing?” he asks. his grip on you is firm but far from painful and he makes no move to sit up from his position. his reflexes are enough to tell you that if he thought you were a threat, he’d be able to handle you.

“i could ask you the same thing.” you tug your arm back and, to your surprise, the wanderer lets you go easily. you don’t realize it until his hand is gone, but his palm was shockingly warm. “it’s not safe to sleep out here. and i can’t imagine it’s very comfortable.”

he finally sits up, stretching his arms above his head and fighting back a yawn. you bite your cheek to stop yourself from smiling at the uncharacteristically cute scene playing out before you. though, as soon as he catches you staring, a frown is etched into the wanderer’s features. “what do you care?”

it’s a good question—you suppose, in the end, your curiosity got the better of you. it doesn’t seem like an answer that he would find acceptable, so you simply shrug.

“i’m going to head back now,” you tell him, standing up and patting your thighs. you throw your thumb over your shoulder with a hopeful smile. “would you like to join me?”

he stands up too, and for a moment you think he’s going to accept your offer, but when he picks his hat up from the ground and places it back on his head, he says, “i’ll pass.”

a wave of disappointment washes over you but you hold on tightly to your smile. “suit yourself.”

you turn on your heel and start the long walk back to sumeru city. the melody you had been humming earlier makes its way back to you and fills the air around you along your footsteps—and another set. you turn to look over your shoulder and find the wanderer a few feet behind you.

you keep walking but address him. “i thought you didn’t want to walk together.”

“i’m going in the same direction, that’s all.” his voice, mildly annoyed, drifts up from behind you.

you don’t question him, content to continue your humming. 

the entire way back, you hear the wanderer’s footsteps just a short distance behind you.

[unassumingvenusaur]

Flora/Nina P/C supports

[Ok so I was looking up Nina’s supports for reference like I do for all of these, and I got irritated. Literally two of her supports do not mention her ‘obsession’ in the C support. ONLY. TWO. (Caeldori and Velouria) Naturally, this includes the P/C template. So I decided to spite her supports and put her shipping as far on the backburner as possible. I hope I don’t get accused of taking her out of character but I hate when a character gets pigeonholed to one of their traits. (You know who I mean). So I hope you like this! She really is like her mom~]

C support:

Nina: You’re mine now, little bunny….

*arrow firing sound*

Yes! Frozen arrows are the best!

Hunters would be so much better like this.

Flora: Nina?

Nina: Mother!

Don’t surprise me like that!

What are you even doing out here? You’re a maid!

Flora: I was looking for you, dear.

I heard you went out hunting.

It’s strange, I had your interests completely confused. You didn’t seem like the hunter type.

Nina: I wasn’t! Not until I found out I could freeze my arrow tips.

Thanks for the powers, Mother! You’re the best!

Flora: You’re welcome….?

I’m glad I could help you. I was told in the past that you would ask other hunters if you needed anything.

Specifically the female ones.

Nina: Er…about that.

It’s…It’s not important!

I don’t have to ask anyone anymore.

Flora: It’s always good to be less dependent on others. Just don’t take on too much.

Nina: I’ll be fine. Do you want to help me carry back my hunt?

Flora: Gladly. Would you care to lead the way?

Nina: You got it!

B support:

Flora: Nina! Is everything ok?!

Nina: Yes, Mother.

For me, anyway…

That spear fighter, though…I feel so bad.

Flora: You were just thanking me for the Ice Tribe powers…

But I wish you had only gotten the useful side of it.

Nina: I’m not mad, Mother. Not at you.

I just wish I hadn’t frozen up. Literally!

Talking to them face to face has never been my strong suit.

This doesn’t happen only with guys but it’s much more common.

Flora: I suppose you get that from your aunt.

Your father is certainly not a nervous person.

I would like to think I’m fairly good at keeping a straight face myself.

Nina: I don’t want to be anything like him. There’s a difference between stoic and shameless!

Flora: I forgot how little you get along with him.

This might be an issue for another time.

What were you trying to ask that spear fighter?

Nina: I don’t even remember! I clammed up…

I think I was going to ask him to hunt because I was too busy, but I can’t do that now.

I hope the army won’t need snow shoes with me around.

Flora: I’m so sorry, Nina…

I wish this hadn’t happened to you.

*wind sound*

Nina: Whoa, Mother!

It’s not cold to me but I’m sure you could freeze a person right now!

We could learn to handle this together!

If you could help me be less nervous, I can try to help you.

Flora: I could try?

Nina: Thanks, Mother!

Flora: You’re going first.

Nina: Wait, what?

A support:

Flora: You’ve done well, Nina.

Nina: You sure?

I still froze the ground under me.

Flora: Yes, but the soldier you were talking to was unfrozen the whole time. He walked away just fine.

These methods aren’t bad for you, are they?

Exposure doesn’t work for everyone.

Nina: Nah…I think I can do it.

But thank you for asking.

I’m glad you’re helpful, Mother.

Sorry to cut into your schedule. I know you’re busy.

Flora: I’m never too busy for my daughter.

Nina: Hehe, I’m happy to hear that.

It must be hard to teach something you haven’t yet mastered.

Flora: Living a life of servitude helps.

If you’re too nervous, you could be fired and replaced before you can blink twice.

Although in some cases, I’ve seen that help retain a job…

I learned through necessity.

And now I want you to learn so you can excel.

Nina: Wow…When you say it like that, it really makes me want to try!

Maybe we can work to overcome this.

But after I’m done, we’re going to help you have a little more control too.

I’m a lot like my mother, after all!

Flora: You’re brave, a great fighter, and an even better daughter.

To be compared to you is a compliment far above me.

Nina: Mother! You’ve got to value yourself more.

As I grew up, I thought ‘Mother’s so collected and strong, I want to try to be like her!’.

It didn’t work as well as I hoped, but you were my goal. You still kind of are.

If you keep doing that, I’ll go around telling the army you’re awesome.

Or better yet, I’ll write it down and deliver it! I’m fast, I could deliver that many letters in a day.

Flora: All right, all right. I won’t be so harsh on myself.

But now that we’ve seen that exposure therapy has its merits with you, we’re going to keep trying.

Nina: Ooh, who next? A mage? A general?

Maybe the mage and general I saw talking to each other a little while ago…

Whatever it is, I can handle it! Promise!

Flora: That’s a relief. We’re going to talk to your father.

Nina: What? Ew. I don’t want to talk to him.

Flora: You promised, Nina.

Nina: Aw, great, me and my big mouth.