#i had been playing 3h nonstop p much and i burned out of it HARD

[seijch]

#17!!!!

make me write my wips!! closed for now <3

17. paths that will never cross, an oikawa fire emblem: three houses au

the tentative synopsis is described here ofc

i might as well say that the scene from the last time i wrote this one was unapologetically ripped from the azure moon edelgard fight ,, but anyway heres a goddess tower scene 🕺🏻

i also rlly like paths that will never cross aka the song off the ost but the vibe for this scene in particular is naturally the night of the ball

the path to the tower is unfamiliar, but you walk it all the same. your hand runs along the cool stone as you head up the spiraling stairs. the gentle music from within the ballroom can be heard, even all the way up here.

you reach the top. you make eye contact with the person occupying the space. you turn to leave, despite the sweat beading at your hairline as a result of the (frankly exorbitant) number of stairs you’ve ascended.

“wait,” oikawa says. “you don’t have to leave, you know.”

“oh, but i do,” you snipe.

“why? is it because i’m your rival? did you rivalzone me?” you’re not sure what “rivalzone” is supposed to mean, but you sputter, cheeks growing hot as you defend yourself.

“i find your presence unbearable and your voice grating.” you’ve turned to face oikawa, but he doesn’t look impressed.

“why?” he goads. “is it because you’re jealous of my dashing good looks and endless charisma?” he takes a moment to flick a strand of hair out of his face, puffing his chest up. in his suit, he looks a bit like a waiter. when you tell him this, he deflates. “i chose this outfit months in advance…” he’s pouting now, arm draped over the lookout’s stone rail.

“i figured.” you find yourself joining him, citing the breeze as your reason for staying. (not that he asked. you just felt like you should make absolutely clear that your negative opinion of him has not changed, no matter how good he might look tonight.)

(bonus!) 16. the edge of dawn, a kuroo fire emblem: three houses au

kuroo tetsurou is many things: an almost graduate of the academy, a damn good shot with a bow, and the leader of a rebellion.

this!!! i wrote like a little under 1.5k for it when i had fe3h kuroo brainworms and havent touched it since SFDSKJFS

the vibe for this scene is kinda iffy but i settled on a funeral of flowers as i started to write

“shit- kuroo!” you shuffle forward, ignoring the way your leg feels as though it’s on fire. “kuroo!” he coughs in response, and you collapse next to him. your blood mixes with his, settling atop the dirt path.

“you need to get out of here,” he rumbles, red staining his teeth and bubbling out of his mouth. “you need to retreat.” he presses his fingers tighter against his midsection. “go. i’m right behind you.”

you don’t move. this isn’t how the story ends. “i’m not leaving without you.” your trembling hands reach into the leather satchel secured to your hip. “take this.” you uncork the potion, swirling the unnatural blue liquid in its vial.

kuroo shakes his head. “that’s not gonna help.”

“you don’t know that!” the look in his eyes tells you he does. you know it too; what he needs now is magic, not medicine. “kuroo, i can’t leave you.” your cheeks are damp. you don’t notice you’ve started to cry until it blurs your vision. “come on, just drink it! we’re so close!” what would the rebellion do without its leader? you figured nohebi knew that, knew to send their best marksmen after him in the hopes that he would fall.

“go.” his voice is insistent. there’s a brilliant shine of light from above--

and then an explosion so loud your ears are left ringing.