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laslow · 14 days ago
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"Lazzy!" Smile back in place like it always should be, Yunaka gives him a sing-songy greeting as she skips over to him. The gauntlet is already thrown before she says anything else, pocky held carefully between her teeth as she grins at him. No further words are needed; she offers him the other end of the cookie and waits to see if he rises to the challenge.
Ah, so they're to play again, is that it?
Laslow's grin is nothing short of delighted. They really need to discuss....whatever this is, but that can wait. Far more important things are afoot! "Truly, a pleasure to see you again, my darling!"
He doesn't accept the offered cookie right away. Instead, he takes one of her hands in his, idly running a thumb along her knuckles. "You know," and now he leans in closer, nibbling a small bite of the cookie, "you don't need cookies as an excuse for more kisses."
Another bite. Another. All the while, he keeps a loose hold of her hand, daring to place his other one lightly atop her hip the closer they inch towards another.
There's only one bite left. He pauses for just a heartbeat, looking up at her through his lashes. This isn't about winning or losing the game any longer; they've danced around each other enough that everything is starting to feel a touch serious.
Unless she's viewing it still as some frivolous little distraction, one that can only exist within the rules of this challenge. Laslow steals the last of the cookie with a triumphant sweep of his lips, smiling against her own as he swallows the treat down.
"Yunaka, would you like to go on a date with me?"
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stalwaria · 5 months ago
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an adoring kiss because the other is rambling 
Yunaka's flower crown looks way worse than the one Etie made, but the archer still manages to make it look pretty. It might be the field. It might be the flowers. It might be the company. But Yunaka feels calmer than she ever has before in her life, and she's pretty sure Etie has something to do with it.
She's smiling softly as she listens to the other girl explain...something. She lost track. She doesn't know when. But Etie's still talking, with a small smile on her face and flowers on her head and Yunaka's own head is still ringing with all the nice things Etie said before and
and it takes a second for Yunaka to realize she's kissed her. It takes another second for her to realize she's still kissing. She jumps back and covers her face with her arms.
"Shi- SHOOT! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that, I don't know what happened I just- Oh man, that was so stupid of me I'm so sorry, please don't be mad!"
kiss meme (accepting!)
"Flowers are really versatile, you know?" Etie threads one stem through another, fingers moving through the steps of weaving a flower crown. Might make a couple more for Alfred and Céline, too. "They're not just for show. My hometown produces many different varieties, and they're used for tea and medicine. At the start of the year, we even candy the petals to serve as treats at the spring festival—"
Emerald eyes flicker up from the wreath of flowers, going to meet Yunaka's, when—
When...
Etie had never kissed anyone before. Not one gentleman caller. Not even out of a fleeting moment (or, moments) of curiosity with a friend, like so many of the other noble daughters she knew.
So she can only sit in a mix of awkwardness and surprise as Yunaka does just that, the archer's mind reeling at the feel of soft lips against her own. Of floral scents and fruity perfumes, mingling with the soap of Yunaka's hair, and the lingering sweat that clung to Etie after that last run she had, and... Dragons, it wasn't TOO noticeable, was it!? Not too overpowering???
She KNEW she shouldn't have run to the meadow, she shouldn't have...!
The other woman reels back, hopefully not in disgust, and begins flustering and apologizing in a sort of panic Etie had rarely ever seen from her before.
"I, um. I—" Her face felt hot. Way too hot. "It's not... I'm not mad, it's just..." Cheeks burning as red as her favorite tulips, Etie stares down Yunaka. As much as she wanted to run the embarrassment off, that'd be rude. That'd be...
"I didn't do it right. You caught me by surprise, and all." She's flustered. Even a little happy. But it takes everything in her not to scream at what she's saying right now. "Maybe we can, um... t-try again...?"
Oh, Divine... take her now.
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laslow · 14 days ago
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He shrugs, as if to say it's hard speaking around such a fragile little treat! Really, he doesn't want to put his foot in his mouth around her again.
Her laugh is a good sign, at least, and he forces himself to look at the bridge of her nose instead of directly into her star-bright eyes. She's good at this--the cookie dwindles inch by inch, bits of sweet chocolate interspersed with the equally sweet biscuit.
Oh. Laslow didn't think he'd get this far. His cheeks heat, and as much as he'd love a kiss from such a lovely lady, he'd rather not push his luck--
It happens too quickly for him to process. Suddenly, there's a hand on his neck, lips on his, chocolate replaced with Yunaka. Dazed, Laslow watches her pull away. Instinct makes him lean forward by a hair, mouth quirking into a lopsided grin. (He's still not meeting her gaze.)
"Heh, in this, I am more than happy to concede victory."
Her fingers climb a bit higher, now tangling into the short hairs at the nape of his neck. His eyelids droop. One arm curls around her waist, while his free hand moves to cup her cheek. His thumb strokes her star shaped mole. "A shame," he whispers back, though there's nothing contrite about his tone, "I'm all out of treats."
Laslow closes the distance between them, kissing her tenderly.
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pocky day | accepting
The cookie in his mouth is the first thing she notices. The dots take a second to connect in her brain. Laughing, she places down the book she was holding and turns to him. "Not even one of your cute hello's? Just right to business?"
Not that she's actually mad about it, but she can't just let the chance to tease walk by. She hums thoughtfully to herself as she approaches him, considering how best to rise to the challenge. She wants to win, of course, but...
Giggling to herself, Yunaka takes her place and bites down on the offered end. This part's easy. She bides her time, chewing away slowly until there's only a bit of cookie left. Then, she stops and waits. She watches Laslow with a grin, waiting as he gets closer and closer and-
When there's only a single bite left, she strikes. Her hand comes up to the back of his neck and pulls him into a kiss. For a brief second, the winner is unclear, until her tongue grazes his to swipe the last piece of cookie away. She's smiling again when she pulls away, and her cheeks are only a little red. "I win!" She sings.
Though who could really be sure. There was only one way to confirm it. She threads her fingers through his hair as she moves closer again, until her lips graze his when she speaks. "Wanna play again?"
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socialistexan · 2 years ago
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gravitonbeamemitter · 12 days ago
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kagetsu and zelkov are so funny to me bc between the two of them kagetsu is very open and friendly and zelkov well. to borrow a phrase. "oozes killer instinct from his pores like slime." but in truth he just wants to hang out and do his hobbies. kagetsu is the one who craves violence
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midgardianqueenreturns · 1 year ago
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While I strongly agree with most of the writing criticisms Fire Emblem Engage gets, I can’t help but feel defensive every time I see someone say its characters are bland and uninteresting.
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bladespromotedpawn · 25 days ago
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"…"
She should be mad.
She should be angry that someone called her perfection "childish."
She should be furious that this woman disparaged her entire life.
"…Heh."
She was mad that she was accused to not care about her students - her apprentices, the same people she fought for, but…
Could she really be mad? It was a perspective - and one Mareeta understood. Didn't agree with, but understood.
She was still not happy - oh, 100%, but she knew that blowing her temper at one of her fellow teachers in a place like this, semi-public, would be bad for… several reasons.
"Fine by me. But you ain't outta the woods yet."
Mareeta tosses the helmet out the door, listening to it clatter, before getting back to work.
The girl thinks her methods can improve? Fine.
She'll get better like no one she's ever seen.
"You'll be seein' me eventually..."
The Great Pretender
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sieglinde-freud · 2 years ago
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citrinne wrote this post
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pigeon-sponge · 2 years ago
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she protecc, she attacc, she singlehandedly carried my entire playthrough holy heck
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laslow · 4 months ago
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The crowd of people was fine, at first. But after the ship ride, milling about waiting for instructions, and then being let lose on this island, the nerves were starting to get to her. Maybe that was why this whole place was setting her on edge so much? Who knows.
What she does know is that wandering off on her own on an unknown island run by a bunch of weirdos is the last thing that she should be doing right now. That's how people got murdered.
"Hiya!" She smiles as bright as she can and gives him a little wave. "You busy? I was hoping to go on a walk to explore the place, and some company might be nice." And if she did stumble on something weird, at least there were better odds of one of them making it back.
The initial buzz of excitement has faded, leaving a sudden exhaustion in its wake. Traveling always takes a toll. Laslow hides a yawn behind one hand as he slips through the crowd, eager to be away from all the crush and noise of so many people.
He's escaped to the fringes when a familiar voice catches his attention. "Well, hel-lo there, Yunaka!" Laslow grins in return, also offering an answering wave. "I'm never too busy for you. A walk in your company sounds utterly delightful."
Arm extends just enough that she could take it, should she so wish. "Anything in particular you wish to explore? I must say, traveling to a tropical island is a nice change of pace."
In the distance, something splashes in the water. A whale, perhaps, or a seagull diving for a meal. The palm fronds continue their song overhead. "...Though one can never be too careful, eh?"
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hatariwildheart · 22 hours ago
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@dcggersedge
While most laguz took their shifted forms occasionally, Volug was more than content to remain a wolf more often than not. It was just more comfortable that way, at least in his eyes. His coat kept him insulated from any type of weather. He didn't need to worry as much about posture making his back or neck hurt. He could spend less energy trotting around. It was convenient, and Volug wasn't one to pass those conveniences up.
Given the task at hand, he didn't have much need to take on a more human guise all too often. It was more of a liability than anything else. He looked all the more suspicious that way, given his attire. Having wolf ears and a tail didn't exactly help him blend in, either. Still, there was a tiring aspect to remaining transformed that he couldn't quite help. It exhausted him, and every now and then he needed to shift back to rest.
It wasn't too hard to find secluded places to transform. Somewhere out of the way, somewhere he wouldn't be seen so he could tuck himself away for a little nap. With his keen senses, he would hear or smell anyone well before they found him anyway. They hadn't failed him yet, but it seemed his luck wasn't going to be quite so consistent. No sooner had he stood himself back up than he realized he wasn't quite as alone as previously thought. Just beside him stood a girl, a redhead with a star stuck to her cheek, staring at him as she witnessed (from her perspective, at least), a massive dog turn into a man.
"{...What?}" Volug huffed, gaze unyielding as he stared her down. "{If you're going to scream, go ahead and do it. Don't make me wait.}"
Not that he wanted her to scream. Apart from the attention it would attract, he would really much prefer not to have such a loud noise so close to his sensitive ears. He didn't have the flexible ears of the cat laguz that he could press against his head to try and muffle such a noise. Speaking to the girl in Tellius's ancient language likely wasn't going to help matters, but it took him so much longer to think of words in common. He had yet to come up with any that would be appropriate for this situation.
Maybe Things Got A Little Too Zappy
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stalwaria · 5 months ago
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"Hiya Papaya!" For once, she's ready, and the cheerful greeting comes with genuine laughter as Yunaka circles around her friend. Weird to think Etie's a student of the house that Yunaka's been asked to teach, but they've both seen way stranger.
"Saw the show you put on in those arena fights! Man you are soooo lucky, I would've killed to get my hands on some of those fancy weapons." The training would've been nice too, it's been a while since Yunaka's had the chance to cut loose, but the weapons. Man.
"What was up with that last guy though, that was crazy! I was worried for a second you guys might not finish in time, which would've be soooo unfair."
There's...there's way more she should be talking about, and none of it has anything to do with the arena but. For now at least, this is easier. She hopes Etie doesn't mind. "Great job though, next time we should tag team and show 'em what some real strong girls can do, yeah?"
"Wh—Yunaka!?"
The last thing Etie expects to see is the other woman bounding towards her, having expected her to be... well, Etie didn't know where she expected Yunaka to be. Last she heard, the thief had gone off traveling after the war, and she hadn't exactly kept in touch.
After so long of wondering what happened to her, it was a relief to see that Yunaka was still alive and kicking. Of course, with her skills, and that gorgeously toned figure? Etie wasn't surprised to see that the woman could take care of herself.
Kind of curious to see her here of all places, though.
"It was fun to experiment, but I'm definitely most comfortable with my bow and arrow." Scoffing, Etie runs a hand through her hair, flipping it over her shoulder. "And that last guy? A real piece of work. He might've even given you trouble... but I guess that's the sort of bulk a good set of muscles will get you."
Shame he hadn't exactly been real. She would've loved to ask him about his training routine...
"But never mind that. We have got to catch up!" Beaming, she takes Yunaka's hands into her own. "How does tea sound? I just had a new crate of leaves sent in from Firene. After all those fights, I could really use the break."
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outrealmbarracks · 2 years ago
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Work, tea time, and dancing
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crevassier · 29 days ago
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"Okay- hang on, I'm serious this time." Yunaka frowns as she catches Sylvain by the shoulders and forces him to look at her. Genuinely, incredibly serious.
"Do not drink random potions and stuff that people dressed up as literal devils leave out. That's how you die. Painfully. Do not do that again." Scared the shit out of her when he admitted to chugging it...
Out of all the people around him, he didn’t quite expect Yunaka to reach out to him like that. The grip on his shoulders and the intensity of her gaze brushed off any beginning of a joke or flirt attempt to weasel his way out of a scolding or earpull- not because she was his teacher and that he knew he needed to listen to her. While Sylvain treated all teachers with the expected respect a student should, he wouldn’t give anything more unless he felt like they earned it from him. He did skip some classes rather liberally, after all.
But this was worry. On her part.
Sylvain could only stare at her as she spoke, eyes mildly wide in a tinge of surprise, lips apart without any intention to utter a word to interrupt. It was so strange to be approached like this and given this treatment, when all this time others had mocked him or overlooked what he did. He was called stupid, snorted at, ignored. Most of the glances at the bruise on his cheek were met with mild judgment at best- not that he ever expected sympathy, though. He never does.
“...sorry about that, Professor.” Not the most elaborate response- because no matter how many times he tried to come up with something more, with a deflection, anything- it failed, and defaulted back to that sinking feeling. Sympathy wasn’t something he was good at processing. “You’re right, it was really reckless of me. Sorry.”
Thank you?
No, that would be a weird thing to say. Even if in the end, he was indeed thankful for her attention.
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goldoanheart · 5 months ago
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"... Um," Kurth's voice is quiet, shy and barely above a whisper, "What... thing?"
He should have known better! That they shouldn't have trifled with dark magic, because now look were they were! Kurth's head pounds, the air around them felt as sickening as the chaos on a battlefield, a cloudy miasma stiffening his senses. He crawls a few paces away from his companions, unsure if whatever was crawling in the air would cause him to go feral or not, but unwilling to test the waters and accidentally hurt them.
Kurth did not know either of them well, but it would quite the shame to hurt his new friends. So, he tries to focus through the fog in his head, tries to ignore the burning in his stomach. He's fought through chaos before, surely whatever this was he could handle... right? Right! He was strong! He was Goldoa's king! He could handle rounding up a few measly little demons, even if he had a raging headache and his body felt close to burning! He could do this!
As for... whatever was outside... hunting the little demons... Kurthnaga didn't like it. He didn't like the sound of it, nor did he like the feeling that it gave off. It was almost like being near one of his kin... but there was something wrong. Something... otherwordly. And he didn't like it one bit.
"Okay, alright! I'm going to go outside!" He exclaims quietly, both to hype himself up and to explain his actions to his companions as he scrambles for the door and into the night air. The pounding feeling of chaos only seems to get worse outside, but he pushes through, crawling forward until he bumps right into a bush. Owieeeeee.
No little demons yet, but he turns to gesture for the girls to join him, taking short and jagged breaths as he just barely manages to keep himself calm. Hopefully... everything would turn alright in the end... it would... right?
@dcggersedge or @mmoneystones
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