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[wayward-sword]

"Oof... that's not right," Who would've thought that Lyn would find herself bested by drinks, rather than swords. Askrain sure knows how to brew a mean drink. She miiight have been competing with a certain blue oaf who can drink more to which Eliwood had to interfere before the two lose every ounce of sense in this childish banter. Lyndis had excused herself out of the party to go back to her room though her quest to find her proper footing first was not going good as she hoped for. Tripping here and there, she used whatever come across her for support. There was a voice calling for her to slow down and let him help her so she turned around, of course, wobbling still to look at who was it. The person--or the three people who she saw were one, Zechariah. It made her squint so hard to try to figure out how and when did the swordsman had two duplicate brothers. Hey, weird things are happening here in Askr so he might as well have two brothers. "*Hic* H-Heeey... you ...~" foolish grin plastered her lips, Lyn lost her balance for a moment and used the next thing near her and it was none other than Zech, to lay against. "Ooff... I'm not....drunk, okay?" she slurred in her words, her eyes not focusing. "See?" she pushed herself away and tried to take a couple of steps forward but then plops on the wall near her and then she slid down to sit on the ground. "I just need... a little...tinnyyy.....small...break..." the young man had to stay beside her whilst she attempts to get up and move on her own. Seeing him sit besides her, she giggles and throws all her weight against his arm. "I'll be fiiine... geez ... you sound like...Eli--hic....wood.....He keeps lecturing me ...." there was a soft pout to her face. "and you, mister," she turns her head, index pressing against his nose. "You, too ..." there was a moment that pout turns into a grin. "Hehe ... woof woof~ puppy. Does the cute puppy wanna play?" sorry, zech. she's not really aware what she's doing because your cheeks are in danger. She holds his cheeks in her hands and rub them in circular motion. "woof woof~ aren't you-- hic .... hehehe... this is for being a good puppy...keeping me safe now," Lyndis leans and presses a kiss between his eyes. "cute puppies don't have that knot here," her index press against the kiss spot. "Happy woof~"

Like a number of the other summoned heroes, Zech preferred sticking to his own at this little shindig, and he was already a few cups deep by the time Lyn had departed. The little drinking game she played with Hector seemed enjoyable enough, and he almost felt a compulsion to step in, but, as always, that creeping sensation of being the "odd man out" stayed his hand. These were old friends from the same place, who shared the same struggles together before ending up here. Someone like him couldn't really get between all of that.

It was nice to see her enjoying herself all the same. However, seeing her movements bereft of its usual grace and precision, as sloshed as she was, was certainly a matter of no small concern as he took to immediately following after her. When he finally caught up, he squinted as she tried (and failed) to show her coordination as she ended up crashing against the wall.

"Sure, whatever you say," he comments, keeping whatever laughter he had reined in to a small grin as he sat down beside her. Though... It caught him off guard, feeling her practically throw her weight against him like that. He blinks as her finger taps at his nose.

What was even happening right now...?

"...Even now, you won't let me live that do— H-Hey!"

Good thing he was slightly buzzed himself, otherwise it would've probably been a little more uncomfortable as she squished his cheeks together, then started rubbing them.

Dark brows knit together, painting a very displeased expression upon his face as she continued to tease him. And it certainly didn't help his case at all as he loosed a small growl, not that it would dissuade her one bit.

Although he immediately forgets his anger as she leans in. His mind trips over itself for just a moment as her face draws close. What was happening? What was happening? He feels the soft press of her lips against his forehead, and...

What in the world was happening?

His mind was a buzzing mess after that little stunt. Not even a semblance of a coherent thought existed, dulled by his own alcohol intake combined with his utter disbelief with what had just taken place. Sure, he had definitely grown fond of Lyn over time and he admired her greatly, but he never once thought she'd ever...

Was it just because she really did think of him as "just some puppy"?

He really didn't fancy that idea. And, as a result, his first compulsion to place his hands on each side of Lyn's face and pull her head close to his, pressing her forehead to his while forcing her to meet his gaze. There's something a hazy glare within his dark brown eyes – smoldering embers of indignancy muddled by his own, much lessened inebriation.

"Lady Lyndis of Caelin, let's you and me get one thing straight here – as much as you might tease me, I'm no puppy. I'm a man. A maybe... Sorry excuse of a man, but a man all the same. And I got feelings that don't deserve being played around with like this. So if you're gonna go doing something as intimate as putting your lips on me like that..."

What the hell is he doing at this point? Even he isn't sure, but somehow... This situation just seems to compel him in a very specific way. And so it is that he leans in, letting his eyelids fall half-lidded, and practically ghosting his lips to hers. His voice drops to a low whisper then as he pauses briefly.

"...Then don't half-ass it."

And so, Zech presses his lips to hers. He can practically taste the alcohol on her breath as he does so, but... It's certainly not the least bit unpleasant. The little kiss is maintained for a few moments before he leans away, watching her to gauge her reaction.

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@shajaah sent: ✧ — [Edea] bumps into [Wylan] under mistletoe [✧ edea and wylan hohohoho~

There can be no mistake, this was planned. Wylan had staked the location, planned out which ways Edea may have slipped off, and put together a plan. Remember what we said about not excusing him? Even now, when he's being cute it can't be said to be all in good intentions. Normal people simply kiss the girls they're dating. Could he do that?

Of course not.

"Whoa there, not in a rush are you, sugarpuff? If you were going any faster you might've knocked me over. Geez, how about we get a room first before you put me on my back." Right. That line wasn't part of the plan. He bites back further comment, lest he scare off his delightful quarry.

She's shushed before she can quip, a finger to her lips, while his thumb jabs upward. From this angle, it's hard to tell if her eyes lit up in excitement, embarrassment, or just... further anger. Either way. Regardless of choice. Before she has time to react, as soon as her gaze settles back on him- Wylan has tipped her chin up.

"C'mere. I earned this one."

[talesofourworlds]

Senel is seen napping under a tree. What would you? [whoever wants to mess with him haha]

"What the...?"

Should he really have been surprised to find Senel sleeping like a rock under a tree? Probably not. Even so, it was the last thing Moses had expected to see that day. He studied Senel a moment. Looked like the Alliance Marine probably thought it was a cozy spot, right there under that tree, and just kind of dozed off. He knew Senel, though. Waking him up would be interesting.

Fortunately, Moses wasn't intent on waking him up. Not intentionally, anyway. He glanced from Senel to Giet and back again. Giet could be helpful here.

"Hey, Giet. Go sit next ta Senel for a minute."

Giet huffed, and he padded over next to Senel. Once he was there, he sat down and looked at Moses as though asking what to do next.

"Good. Now g'head and lick his face."

He watched as Giet did as instructed. Mostly, Moses just was curious to see how the licks would translate into whatever Senel was dreaming about. Or, if Senel woke up straight away, it would still be funny.

[isaaccecilbryant]

Excuse his new little sister to nap soundly on his shoulder. Lucina had been training hard and the tea she drank with Isaac afterwards was good to make her relaxed

He plans to sit quietly and keep watch so no one disturbs her. Just like Chrom, Lucina pushes herself hard with training and helping others. "Good work today." He whispers, gently pulling her cape to cover her lap like a blanket.

[phasmascript]

@shajaah asked: "Why am I doing this? It's not faithful to my character arc." /victor to sync

"It might be because you have brain damage- idiot. And why are you telling me this? Talking with weird ass adults such as yourself makes me want to gargle bleach. So do me a favor and go die-" Also stay away from Etude-

[flovverworks]

Sage is gonna get a soft kiss on his hand. Zack was not prepared for the drinks the wizards make. It seems that they are way stronger for the ordinary drinks you can get in a tavern. Yes, he is quite tipsy at the moment. "hic Saaaage. wooow~ you're twoooo.... h-ho--hic, how? does that mean--hic, one can come with me home? hnn... we can go around and I can show you the--hic, places ... and...and... hahaha saage you're face is weiiird hehe..."

Uwah...

How many times had it been by now? Moments that felt like they had been taken right out of a novel overflowing ever since they had arrived in this place, and so the Sage's cheeks turns pink again, finding yet another scene difficult to wrap their head around.

However...

(They had feared he'd act like this, a prior warning about not drinking too much before they had to leave the room when it had already seemed like it'd go this way, and upon returning the damage was already done. Was he a lightweight? Or had he been swept along with the atmosphere.)

…dealing with drunk people was a bit...

"Haha... Um...." a small, troubled smile. They had experienced this before, Masaki, you sure you don't wanna drink?, back in university, Hey, you really should try this one, during dinners with their coworkers, This guy's almost out, can you handle it?, at meetings with friends of friends. "Zack, how do you feel about staying the night? There's an empty room you can borrow", even if they were to walk him home that'd just be leaving him alone with a hangover in the morning, and Akira didn't think they'd sleep easy not knowing how he was doing. Besides, Figaro could help if things were really bad... "Here, c'mon, let's go grab some water first", a guiding hand wraps around his arm, carefully motioning for him to come along and subtly waving goodbye to his company. …Still, they didn't think he was going to do something like that.

[lunarcry]

"Natsuuumeeeh~" a white round furball suddenly jumps at the young man. "I smell daaaaaaaaangoooo~ hand them over~!"

"—! Sensei!" he should've expected it (did expect it to some extent), the tone accusatory and harsh, and the bag now held up as far as he could reach. "Calm down—these are for after dinner—Touko-san said she'd make fried shrimp today, don't spoil your appetite", what a handful this cat was...

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"Don't be sorry, be better." Hard to tell if it's earnest advice or simply another way for the man to dismiss her words. Though, it was a phrase that rang familiar from his father... Albeit delivered far softer than Diluc chose.

"If nothing was enough to distract you, then how do you expect to properly perform your duties?"

"You're right, I'm sorry." she paused to look to the side then back at the young man in front of her. "It's . . . nothing, sir. I will be back on my patrol. Have a safe trip." his gaze is enough to snap any 'fear of a certain rumor' out of her.

[convxction]

Walhart: You forget your place, BOY. I am the Conqueror! I will unite the world! Chrom: No! ...I will. And not by FORCING all the people to choose the sword or the knee. Peace will only come by stoking people's hearts...not their fear.

🇨​🇴​🇳​🇻​🇮​🇨​🇹​🇮​🇴​🇳​: a STRONG belief that is not likely to change, or the strong feeling that your beliefs are RIGHT.

Independent & Selective & canon & *headcanon compliment & **mix between Eng. & Jp portrayal & multi ship & multi verse & oc friendly ♔𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐦 of Fire Emblem: Awakening / 覚醒Kakusei / 13 Roleplay blog. Shepherd by Faty and you can find me also @/shajaah a multi muses blog & l.ove and deepspace mc @/7ayaat

*headcanon: I have built chrom for years now so he is mostly based on how I interpret some events & dialogues & interactions featuring him or other characters who have mentioned him.

**mix of eng & jp: I do not entertain the idea of chrom being the butt of jokes in the f.e. h.eroes universe or any other eng. localization. don't get me wrong, i love a good humor but only when it does not rib and butcher a muse's character. i add some elements from the japanese lines to compliment my own portrayal of him. you are free to ask me to elaborate more about this. i love to share no worries! that does not mean that all eng lines are crap ok? i stand by the "You deserved better from me than one sword and a world of troubles." best line for chrom and it is the english one. in your face haters.

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[wayward-sword]

*inserts sick lucina here*

Who else should he see staggering about the camp grounds on this chilly winter day than a rather miserable-looking Lucina? No matter how cold it was, each of the Shepherds were still expected to pull their weight, but given all the times Zech had sparred with her in the past, there was a clear sluggishness to the way she was carrying herself and a certain haziness to her expression that bespoke of poor physical health. If left unchecked, it could only get worse, and he was sure she was being too stubborn to simply let herself rest otherwise.

"Honestly, Lucina, what the heck are you trying to pull?" He is quick to admonish as he approaches her, not even hesitating to put his hands on her shoulder to stop her in place. "I'm guessing you managed to avoid your dad so far, otherwise I'm sure he would have marched you straight back to bed. But would you rather he find out you're sick by getting worse? Come on. Enough of this. Let's get you out of the cold. Here."

Zech shifts the fabric of her cape to cover her arms a bit more as he forcibly guides her back to her quarters, hoping it'll provide a little more warmth. It's only once they're inside that he finally releases her and backs away, though he indicates no intention of leaving her to her own devices at the risk of her trying to push herself even harder than she needs to.

"Now, get out of those clothes and get yourself comfy in your cot. I'm gonna put on some tea." He instructs before setting his attention on prepping the aforementioned tea, gathering together the appropriate ingredients and requisite equipment for brewing, all the while preparing a small cookfire for the pot. Following a moment of consideration, he also finds a cloth to drape over the pot as he brews the tea so that the vapors from the boiling water would heat and dampen it.

Several minutes pass, and Zech is soon bringing a tin mug filled with hot tea to Lucina's side at the bed, along with keeping the cloth draped over his arm.

"Drink up. It should help clear out your sinuses and soothe your throat. Actually, wait– hold still for a sec." Waiting a moment for her to take hold of the mug, he takes the cloth from around his arm, folding it over itself into a square shape, and then placing it on Lucina's forehead, brushing aside some of the blue tresses hanging over her brow to make space. "There. It's not too hot, right?" It was, admittedly, uncertain whether he was referring to the tea or the cloth, but the safe assumption was that he was inquiring about both.

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@shajaah sent: "Hey, sunshine. Mind helping a fella out? Can ya zap that beehive for me real quick?" no, he is not drooling over the myriad of ideas he got for that tasty honey. he can practically taste the sweetness on his lips.

Tharja already knows who it is before she turns her eyes to them. Who else in their right mind would use that nickname for the Dark Mage? Gaius... of course. One seemingly immune to her curses. She has, of course, improved since then.

"What. What?!" Attention is pivoted upward to the hive, her expression pivoting downward in disappointment. She hugs an arm around her middle, the other pointing indignantly at the swarm of bees. "You have got to be kidding. We've already established you're the skilled pilferer, haven't we? Can't you just... zip up there and get it yourself? Like a really sneaky bear?"

[isaaccecilbryant]

*inserts sick lucina here*

"Lucina..." When she hadn't joined him for morning training Isaac had gone looking for her. While he excepted her to be in her tent, he didn't expect her to be so sick.

"Take it easy for a few days. I know you're wanting to get back out to join everyone, but you'll recover faster if you rest for now. I'll bring you something to eat and some tea, how does that sound?" Isaac offered, stroking her head to both soothe her and check her temperature.

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@shajaah sent a huffy edea: is sitting in the room. What he gonna do huh? Hmph!

What will Wylan do? Quietly slip in, obviously. Into the room, that is. Edea is doing about everything she can to appear uninterested in Wylan all the while. Not meeting his gaze. Turning her body away from wherever he chose to stand. About the only thing she doesnt do is leave. The swordsman smirks with a roll of his eyes after tossing his coat onto a hook and kicking off his boots.

"What's this- seems to me like something's the matter..." He observes, openly like a narrator. Moving around the bed so he's standing behind her at the opposite side. A small hop to land him onto the sheets, then crawling across so he was looming behind her. "Wonder what it is? I just don't seem to have a clue. I gotta find some way to make it better."

Edea tenses, but only huffs a breath in reply. If he smirked any wider he'd pull a muscle. Hands reach out to her shoulders, kneading gently into the tops near the neck, then working his way out to her sides.

"If there's something you want- you can tell me. Share a little secret?" He offers, hands working further down towards her hips. "Or maybe..." Now his lips are just at her ear. "You just want me to just take what I want?"

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