#ezarel Eldarya

[mizaart]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐

(AU fɑnɑɾt)

Ezarel and Mizuki with their 4 children (Biela, Aster, Lotar and Gamma) shortly before she passed away of natural causes. The new legacy of Eldarya and the Ithilmithorenn

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Después quiero hacer un breve resumen de cada hijo/a pero esta es la familia real. En mi AU, Ezarel es Duib'ar (equivalencia a príncipe) y extensísimo relato de todo lo que pasa en su relación con Mizuki pero en fin. Espero les guste porque hace un MONTON no dibujaba de Eldarya

[leva-prava]

I am cringe but I am free

In 2018, when I barely spoke comprehensive English, I made a silly au that was basically a crossover of two visual novels I used to play in middle school.

Castiel, a troublemaker highschool student (and a love interest option in the first game) took place of Gardienne/Erika, who was the main character of the other game.

And, after ALMOST 6 years, I decided to do a redraw!

Link to the og post:

[susanatactica]

My Beemoov OCs with their routes

Picrew:

Lysander x Susana

Roy x Aurora

Ezarel x Altaír // Lance x Altaír

[imbellatrix]

Madam of high esteem, will you write me a short fic of Ezarel and Ewelein going on a date in a tea shop? Pwease?

TEA SHOP🍵 — ELDARYA ONE-SHOT

I have to confess, writing this gave me such a good feeling, a feeling I didn’t expect to have. It was so comforting, so light. I hope you feel what I felt when you read it. Enjoy the read!

Oh, btw. I got a bit carried away. Sorry if it ended up being longer than you wanted. (;.;)

Ewelein looked at the clock, the soft afternoon light streaming through the window. The tea shop was charming, with shelves full of dried leaves and aromatic blends. She didn’t expect much from this meeting — after all, it was her first free moment after exhausting days at the hospital. As the chief doctor, her work never seemed to end. It was rare to get a break, and she knew she had to make the most of this opportunity.

She was surprised when Ezarel asked her out. It seemed... unlikely. But here she was, waiting for Mr. Always-Late.

She looked at the door, waiting, a little nervous. Not that she was insecure about the meeting — after all, who wouldn’t want some time for themselves after so much stress? But Ezarel’s presence always stirred a mix of curiosity and unpredictability. He was enigmatic and full of layers, and she never quite knew what to expect from him. Sometimes he’d show a hint of arrogance, with his inflated self-esteem. Other times, he was a funny guy, lightening the mood with his jokes. That was nice. Ewelein didn’t like heavy atmospheres, especially when she had to deal with them so much at work. A little humor, a little lightness, was always welcome.

The shop door opened, and Ezarel walked in. Contrary to what she expected, he didn’t seem uncomfortable but rather curious, as if this environment was a new experience for him. She felt a tiny bit of pride — after all, she had chosen the place, even though the invitation came from him. His eyes quickly searched for her, and upon seeing her, he gave a small smile. He seemed to be in one of those rare moments where he wasn’t the arrogant, self-sufficient elf.

“Hello, Ewelein,” he said casually. He looked handsome. He smelled so good that she could smell him from across the room, mingling with the scent of tea. “So, this is the famous tea shop date?”

She laughed lightly, feeling at ease. It was as if, somehow, he’d put aside his arrogance for this moment.

“I think you’ll survive. Trust me, this tea might be more refreshing than it looks,” she said with a warm smile.

He sat down across from her, his eyes moving away from the tea menu, his curiosity becoming evident.

“I’ll trust you then,” Ezarel said, in a playful tone. “Since you’re the expert, you’ll introduce me to the best tea, right?”

Ewelein smiled again, taking the menu and pointing to a few options.

“I’d recommend the jasmine tea. It’s relaxing and has a delicate touch. Perfect for someone who’s spent days running around the ward. I’m enjoying this break to relax a bit,” she confessed, finally feeling at ease when she noticed that he was calmer than usual. Maybe he was nervous. That was sweet. Ewelein stifled a loving laugh.

Ezarel noticed the way she spoke about her job. He knew that being a chief doctor was never easy. And, as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t fully understand the weight of that routine, but he could see the exhaustion in her eyes. Alchemy was complicated, but it wasn’t like he dealt with lives every day. It was an immense responsibility. Ezarel admired Ewelein’s talent and strength.

“It must be tough, huh?” he said, with a gentler tone he rarely used. He looked at her softly. “I’m always impressed by those who handle so many lives every day.”

Ewelein sighed, resting her hands on the table. It was rare for her to talk about work with anyone, but with Ezarel, the conversation flowed more naturally. With others, she usually dodged it. It was better to save herself from exposure. But she felt comfortable enough to open up to Ezarel.

“Sometimes, I feel overwhelmed. Like I’m always on the edge, trying to balance everything. But today, I’m taking a break,” she smiled, looking at him. “And now, tea, no rush, no pressure.”

Ezarel made a theatrical gesture, as if making a grand promise.

“Well then, I’ll make sure this tea is an epic experience,” he said, with a mischievous smile, carefully picking up the cup as if testing each sip to see if he actually liked it. “Hmm... you’re right. This is good.”

She laughed, feeling more at ease with him than she expected. Ezarel, usually so serious and distant, seemed more relaxed, more “human” than usual. It wasn’t the arrogance she usually saw, but a lighter version of him that she was starting to discover.

“I’m glad you like it,” she said, satisfied with his response. “I thought I’d bring you here for something calmer. Life’s already so chaotic, right?”

“Calm is good. Sometimes I miss that. We don’t always have these moments. I’m the type who’s always running around, but who knows… Maybe this break is good,” he said, his look softer, and for a moment, he seemed completely different from the Ezarel she knew at work or in other situations.

The comfortable silence between them was interrupted only by the sound of the kettle being refilled, and Ewelein felt that this moment was worth more than any work meeting.

Ezarel smiled again, leaning slightly forward.

“I have to admit... this tea has something magical about it. And you too, Ewelein. I think you caught me off guard,” he said, more sincerely than she was used to.

She looked at him, unsure of what to say. It was rare to see him so genuine. She wasn’t used to Ezarel’s sweet words, but in this moment, he seemed sincere.

“I think... I’m not that hard to surprise, Ezarel. Sometimes it’s just a matter of stopping and paying attention. I get you, you have your own challenges,” she said, a little shy, but also liking his vulnerability.

He looked at her with a softer smile, without his usual sarcasm.

“Maybe. But for today, I’ll let myself be surprised once again. And you know, this was a good choice on your part,” he said, raising his cup for a toast, which she followed with a light smile.

Even though the day was ordinary, there was something special about this meeting. Something light and new that she couldn’t explain, but felt it was just the beginning of something the two of them might have much more to explore.

“I didn’t expect you to ask me out,” she commented, nibbling on a small biscuit with jam. The taste was wonderful. Ezarel laughed.

“Funny you say that. I didn’t expect you to accept, believe it?” he commented while absentmindedly swirling a small spoon in his cup. Ewelein smiled, surprised and curious.

“Why?” she asked, looking at him.

“I don’t know. It’s just that... You’re so mature. And so busy. And so... Beautiful,” he said, looking down at the table. “Nevra said you’re way out of my league.”

Ewelein let out a genuine laugh upon hearing that. It really was funny. A small tear slipped down the corner of her eye. She held herself back from laughing too hard. Let’s just say Ewelein’s laugh was a bit... unique. It was a laugh you wanted to hear. Not laughing at her, but laughing with her. Ezarel found it adorable.

“By the gods!” she breathed deeply to stop laughing. “Sorry, Ezarel!”

He smiled to the side.

“It’s fine. He’s actually right. But I don’t mind.” He ate one of the biscuits.

“You know... I disagree,” Ewelein said, setting her teacup aside and looking at him with a soft smile. “I don’t think I’m way out of your league.”

Ezarel raised an eyebrow, intrigued, and gave a small ironic smile, playfully stirring the spoon in his cup.

“Oh, really? And what do you think of yourself then?” he teased, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

She sighed and leaned back in her chair, thinking for a moment.

“I think... I’m just a doctor,” she said, shrugging with a sincere smile. “Like anyone else. Sure, I have my challenges at work, and yes, sometimes I feel like I’m carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. But in the end, everyone has their own battles, right? I just... try to do my best.”

Ezarel watched her closely, his piercing eyes softening as he noticed the sincerity in her words. He smiled with a lightness he rarely showed.

“You’re very modest,” he said, tossing his hair back with a carefree movement. “I admire that about you, you know? Even without knowing what’s behind your calm demeanor, I can see you have incredible strength.”

Ewelein smiled softly, touching the edge of her cup with her fingers. The warmth of the tea seemed to match the warmth she felt inside, a pleasant, comforting sensation.

“I’m not sure I deserve that much, but... I appreciate it,” she said, looking away for a moment, trying to hide the slight flush that was starting to appear on her cheeks. “I think, deep down, we all need a little support, right?”

Ezarel gave a soft laugh, his tone lighter and more carefree, as if he felt at ease with her.

“You definitely deserve more support than you realize,” he said with a look that blended humor and a hint of sincerity.

The atmosphere between them seemed to shift a little. The words flowed easily and lightly, without rush or pressure. A comfortable silence followed, as they both sipped their tea, enjoying the tranquility the moment offered.

Ezarel looked at Ewelein, observing her small gestures: the way she held the cup, the soft gleam in her eyes. It was something genuine, something he knew he needed to protect. Perhaps she didn’t know, but to him, she was already "too good," in a way he never imagined.

Ewelein looked at Ezarel, her gaze gently curious, as if trying to decipher something between the lines of his words. He seemed so different from the Ezarel she knew—more relaxed, more... genuine. He appeared more approachable, as if the weight of his entire façade had lessened a little, revealing a more genuine, more vulnerable side.

Ezarel noticed her fixed gaze, and suddenly, the tension in the air shifted, becoming more palpable, more... intimate. He became uncomfortably aware of her proximity, but also of something else, something growing between them in that small space of the café. He shifted in his chair, trying to push away the thought forming in his mind.

"You have... a curious look, Ewelein," he said, his voice slightly deeper. "What are you thinking?"

She hesitated for a moment, feeling a small wave of nervousness, but at the same time, a sense of comfort with how he seemed more open. She didn’t want to break the mood, but the words came out softer than she expected.

"I was thinking about how you're different..." she said with a shy smile. "How you seem so... invincible. But at the same time, there's something in you that makes me want to understand more, you know?"

Ezarel was surprised by the sincerity in her words. He let out a low laugh, but the smile on his lips was no longer the same as before; it was softer, warmer.

"Invincible, huh? I think you’re seeing a version of me that even I didn’t know," he replied with a light tease, but his voice held a gentler tone than usual.

She smiled, feeling a lightness in the air. But she didn’t want to let it pass without trying once more. Ewelein leaned slightly forward, her hands delicately clasped on the table.

"I know you have this mask, Ezarel. We all do. But I think..." She paused, looking at him with a more intense gaze. "I think there’s something more behind it. Something you don’t let many see. Something that... makes me want to know more. And I..." She hesitated, feeling the warmth of her words, but she pressed on. "I’d like to be around to see what’s beneath all that."

Ezarel remained silent for a moment, staring at her with his eyes locked on hers. Something in her words touched him in an unexpected way. He felt his heart beat a little faster, a warm, comforting sensation beginning to spread in his chest. He had grown used to hiding his emotions, to keeping a certain distance, but something about Ewelein made him want to break down that barrier, even if just for a moment.

He leaned slightly forward, his voice softer, almost a whisper.

"Do you really want to see what's underneath?" he asked, his eyes reflecting a gleam she hadn’t seen before, a mix of interest and something deeper.

Ewelein felt her heart race. He was so close now, the soft scent of tea mixing with his, the warmth of his presence, almost as if they were in a world of their own. She swallowed hard, but didn’t look away, keeping her gaze locked on his.

"I do, Ezarel," she replied, her voice more firm now, but with a softness he hadn’t expected. "I want to discover."

For a moment, time seemed to stop. There were no more words. Just the silence between them, broken by the sound of cups being gently placed on the table. Ezarel didn’t quite know what was happening, but a growing sensation took over his chest. It was something he hadn’t felt in a long time, something that was... good. And unexpected.

He smiled, softer than she had ever seen him before. It wasn’t an arrogant smile, but genuine, full of a sincerity he’d never shown anyone, let alone her.

"Then I guess you’re willing to discover more of me, huh?" he asked, his words carrying a subtle promise. He raised his hand to lightly touch hers, the gesture gentle, almost a touch of respect. "And I... I’m more than willing to let you discover."

Ewelein felt a shiver run down her spine, but her smile didn’t waver. She knew something was beginning between them, something that couldn’t be ignored. She didn’t know what the future held, but in that moment, with him by her side, she was willing to find out.

"Then... let’s see where this takes us, Ezarel," she said, her tone soft, but with a certainty that made her heart beat faster.

They both sat there, in silence again, but now the silence was charged with something more. Something promising. Something they were about to explore together.

[c6lumbna]

•୨୧ ˻˳˯ₑ*॰¨̮ 🪟

[s3cretaz]

Eldarya School Au #1

Ezarel is the class representative, smart, handsome, and very arrogant, he is part of the absinthe chemistry and physics club. Akane is trying to help him fit in with the crowd.

He is a non-binary trans person, pansexual and aroace. He hits transphobic.

(do not repost)

[klamv-art]

They lost a bet and this was the punishment lmao

[verystrxxwberry]

ELDARYA; when you don’t say 'I love you' back

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: When they tell you I love you but you don’t say it back, TO and ANE routes x reader, sfw, fluff. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Nothing to comment. Enjoy!

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EZAREL

You were used to hearing his lazy groans early in the morning as he didn’t want to leave the bed. He was much more comfortable in the warmth of your arms rather than forcing himself to pay attention to Miiko’s words in the next meeting.

As he prepared himself for work, you decided to sit on the bed and read to kill the time.

“Well, babe, I’m leaving.” Ezarel came closer to you, placing both of his hands over your knees to hold his support and lean in to take your lips in a short yet affectionate kiss. “Love you.” His voice holds such a softness that would make your heart melt.

“Alright, have fun..” You muttered still quite sleepy, not being conscious about your lack of response. He didn’t realize at first.

At first…

When he was about to touch the doorknob he realized that you did indeed not say it back. He turned around and looked at you, crossing his arms right over his chest.

“Babe.” He says with a serious tone, staring at you.

“What’s wrong?” You ask with a casual tone, looking back at him. You could see how his face was basically a >:(.

“That’s what I should ask you.” He says, approaching once again at you. “You didn’t say ‘I love you too’.” 

The way he had a grumpy and pouty face made you laugh in amusement. He was offended, betrayed, mad, hurt… Not seriously though, but it was the most casual habit for him to hear you say it back to suddenly not. You cupped his cheeks and pulled in for a little kiss just as before, pressing your lips a little bit longer and saying, “I love you too, dear. Happy?"

Ezarel’s face changes automatically from a frown to a relaxed expression, happy even. “Yes, that's better. See you later, pretty one.” And then he leaves happily to work.

NEVRA

It was typical to have cuddling sessions with Nevra before going to sleep. That was the most common way for him to relax after a long day; to feel your warmth and presence to release all his stress.

His caresses go from the upper part of your back to the lowest, and then again. The typical night talk was making your eyes heavy and he couldn’t help but notice how you felt that way. Resting would be good for both of you so he didn’t complain.

“Good night, sweetheart. I love you.” He whispers, giving little kisses filled with warmth to your cheeks. You hummed, with no response. Oh, and that’s a mistake with Nevra. He kisses you again on the cheek, this time staying longer. “Good night, sweetheart. I love you.” 

When he repeated it with more emphasis you laughed at him, nodding your head but letting him continue.

It can turn into a loop of constant “I love you”’s until you answer back. And he has got all the patience and time in the world. It is up to you to reciprocate. 

“I said that I love you..” Nevra keeps kissing your cheek, but pressing his lips longer before separating them and saying the same again.

“Now… you’ve said that a couple of times.” You said with amusement, opening your eyes to see his little pout.

“Well, you didn’t.” His voice sounds softer than usual, making you melt slightly, “don’t you love me back?”

Your laugh made him relax, knowing that there was nothing wrong. “Of course I love you too. I love you a lot, in fact.” You reassured him with that loving smile of yours, infecting him with a warm expression.

“Now it can be a good night.” He says in a calm tone, kissing your forehead and closing his eyes with the intention of finally resting.

VALKYON

You were assigned to a mission and you were waiting for Valkyon to finish forging your weapon. He was a little bit grumpy about the fact of not being able to go with you. He was worried sick about you getting hurt somehow.

“Please, make sure to check your surroundings at least four times.” He repeated, his gaze focused on a dagger he was preparing specially for you. 

“You’re worrying too much, Valky.” You hugged him from behind, hoping to give him a little bit of support to cease the negative thoughts. “We’ve been through worse things.”

Valkyon sighed and leaned towards you, whispering a “I love you” which you didn’t answer to. You had this little game in which you were hard to play sometimes, and he knew you weren’t saying it back just to see his reaction. 

He looks up at you like 🤨

How do you honestly dare to do this to him? He stares at you silently, waiting for you to say it back.

It was too funny for you the way he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, not working anymore in the weapon and simply focusing on you. You still didn’t answer, looking back at him. 

“Is… everything alright?” He pronounces slowly, caressing your arm and expecting you to stop with the joke. Valkyon was the type to be observant, so he knew that nothing was wrong, you were just being playful.

You emitted a little chuckle, feeling how his muscles relaxed under your touch, “of course yes, I love you too.”

Then he continued working, more relieved now that he has gotten an answer.

LEIFTAN

Oh my God, don’t do that to this poor baby. 

He has a gentle heart and soul, so it makes him overthink when he feels that things aren’t going as good as they could be. Even if you are busy, whenever he sees you in the corridors you both tend to say a quick I love you and then go to your places. 

One day you were so rushed that you didn’t even have time to tell him that you loved him back. Leiftan overthought about it and spent the day quite unmotivated due to that.

His work switch was slow, torturous with his thoughts and his expression of :C

The day was long for you too, and when you reached your bedroom, he was right in front of the door, walking in circles and wondering a lot of things. When you saw him he quickly approached you and asked with a small tone, “Babe, did I do something wrong?”

You tilted your head confused, searching for a reason why he’d ask that. “Not at all, why are you asking?” You were indeed worried now, holding his hands to calm him down.

“Later, when I saw you in the dining hall, you didn’t answer me.” Leiftan wasn’t the type to be whiny, but you certainly could hear a whiny tone in his voice. It was adorable, heart-melting.

“Ah, Leiftan…” you sighed, pulling him into a gentle embrace, ��you caught me in a stressful moment. But you know I love you very much, right?”

If Leiftan had a tail, now he’d be wagging it happily non-stop.

LANCE

More or less, he reacts just as his brother. Though he demands an answer because how could you disrespect his heart like that?

He came back from his switch. He saw you resting on the couch and busy with any of your hobbies. Lance approached silently from behind and kissed your head, muttering a tired “I love you” and sitting beside you.

You acted as if you were ignoring him, knowing he’d be like a grumpy offended grandpa. You kept focusing on the activity you were currently doing, and you could hear him clearing his throat a couple of times.

“Baby,” he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, “it isn’t very polite to ignore others’..” His low tone makes you shiver a little. A nervous giggle escapes your throat.

“I’m not ignoring you, I heard you.” You looked at him, almost sat on his lap. 

“And what are you going to answer?” He hinted, pinching your sides to tickle you somehow, trying to get the answer from being playful with you. You squirmed, giggling once again. 

“What should I say?” you teased back, wrapping your arm around his shoulders. “That I love you?” He nods, keeping his eyes on you. 

“Exactly.” He raises an eyebrow. “So… I love you.” He repeated this time, expecting you to answer back

You’d be attacked with kisses if you kept teasing him. Lance wouldn’t doubt in pulling you into a making out session to take those words out from you. Once he hears you say it back he has the most smug and stupid smirk on his face.

MATHIEU

Another softie just like Leiftan, but he’d immediately react if he saw you not answering back. 

He was saying goodbye, giving you the last kisses before he went to his guard. His clingy ass didn’t allow him to get away without being satisfied enough with his affection.

“Stay safe, yes, darling? I love you so so so muuuch..” He repeats for the tenth time, giving one last kiss before separating and pretending to walk away. Though he stops his walking, turning around and looking at you with a worried expression.

You didn’t say it back… did he do something?

“Mmm, what’s in your mind?” Mathieu placed his hands on his hips, looking at you, confused.

“Nothing. I just want to be at peace.” You said calmly, seeing how his lips got pouty. He kneels in front of you, caressing your knees gently. 

“Are you alright? Do you want me to give you space? I mean… you didn’t say it back.” His worry raised, making you feel a little bit sad for pulling the joke for him. Mathieu was the kindest guy you’ve ever had in your life, and he didn’t deserve to get a joke like that one.

“Everything’s alright.” You said quickly so his thoughts wouldn’t get more negative, “I was pranking you to see how you’d react.” The smile in your lips made him relax, his laugh being nervous and confused. “I love you too, don’t ever doubt that. Stay safe as well, Mat.” 

And with a kiss on his forehead he felt completely blessed to have you as his partner. 

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[noxx-2]

All done :D

There were more expressions but I’m just gonna post a few for now :)

I’m going to post without the bg on Otome Haven discord, feel free to use it (but please make sure to credit me, I would appreciate it a lot <3)

[ha8per]

Help Lance in TO was hilarious

[mavdravine]

I needed to make my own version of this meme

[oldmisfortune]

Someone's got a crush!!!!~~~

I was dearly missing the blue muppet and couldn't help myself 💖

I know it's been a while since I've been in the fandom but a friend of mine left and it wasn't as fun for me anymore :( but!! I'm excited to be back

[ashleewillow]

Hi! Could you please do hcs on how would Eldarya guys react to a cheek kiss from the mc before dating? ❤️

Eldarya boys: sweet little kisses

Ash’s note: Sorry for the delay, but I swear I couldn't find enough inspiration.

Ezarel:

•I’m well aware that Ezarel hates physical contact. But thinking about it, I have this theory that it’s just a protective shell. So, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t completely mind if you kissed him on the cheek.

•At first, he froze, staring straight ahead, and then he looked at you. You both shared an awkward glance for a few seconds.

•You knew Ezarel well, so his reaction could easily be considered normal. You just gave him a small smile and left the room.

•He stood there, processing what had just happened, trying to ignore the deep blush rising from his cheeks to his ears. He liked it, but he was never going to admit it out loud.

Leiftan:

•He’s such a babygirl, I can’t even explain it. If you know, you know. So when he felt your soft lips land on his cheek, for a moment, he thought he might faint.

•Leiftan looked at you with tenderness. He was very clear about his feelings for you, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment by making any wrong assumptions.

•“What’s this for?” he asked softly.

•“You’re so kind, I just felt like I had to,” you replied.

•Leiftan smiled again, his heart melting inside. “I’ll have to repeat my actions if this is the reward.”

Nevra:

•Nevra is a natural flirt. You had to find very specific situations to catch him off guard. So, one day, when he seemed to be in a particularly talkative mood, you silenced him with a sweet kiss on the cheek.

•For a moment, his usual confident facade crumbled, and a look of pure surprise crossed his face. “Well, I didn’t see that coming,” he finally said, his voice still smooth but with a hint of astonishment.

•You smiled triumphantly, enjoying the rare sight of Nevra losing his composure. “Well, I suppose someone had to shut you up somehow,” you joked.

•Nevra quickly regained his cool, a lopsided grin spreading across his face. “If I’d known kisses were your way of shutting me up, I would’ve been even chattier from the start,” he replied with a wink, though the sincerity in his eyes showed the gesture had genuinely touched him.

Valkyon:

•Valkyon is someone reserved and calm, but he has a big heart. So when your kiss landed on his cheek, he didn’t know how to react immediately.

•He blinked, slightly surprised, and looked down at you with his serene eyes, as if trying to figure out what had just happened.

• He didn’t say a word, but the soft curve of his lips gave away that he appreciated the gesture more than he was willing to admit.

•“Why?” was the only thing he asked in a low voice, more curious than serious.

•“Because I felt like it,” you replied with a mischievous smile before stepping away.

•Valkyon nodded slightly, remaining silent as his cheeks barely flushed. He wouldn’t mention it again, but that feeling would stay with him for the rest of the day.

[linaselandbasil]

courtesy of the headcanon generator

[crowned-clown-rising]

Can you buy me pads? meme as Eldarya characters

[lubyrin]

☀️ PATHETIC MEN SUMMER!! 🌴