#tiny sid and rielle i love them too

[1driedpersimmon]

More Sesame squibbles

I am, as some would say, in the trenches atm

[neighawolf]

Mizurgu!

18. Sid did. But he confessed his growing feelings to Rielle, asking her for some kind of advice and feeling awkward about it. But Rielle immediately, and squealing, went to go to Mizuki who kind of freaked out. Because no one likes her, no one remembers her, she's always forgotten or in the background. She and Rielle giggled about it for a while. Mizu wasn't sure she had feelings at first and teased Sid about it. Until she realised "oh...shit...I do like him." Sid knew immediately when her attitude and interactions towards him seemed softer and restrained. He teased her about it, getting back and her. When she almost didn't come back from Ultima Thule, he told her outright and said "no more near misses." Mizu thought he meant her nearly dying, until he kissed her and she understood he meant almost not being with her. 20. Rielle! Obviously! The two are competitive with one another and often deep in their own funk sorting through stuff and she often has to coax them into talking to each other. She feels like the mother of them sometimes and is fiercely protective of both of them. She doesn't like people teasing them. When Big Scary Sidurgu the Obsidian Heart gets soft and gentle when he holds Mizu's hand or kisses her, Rielle makes laser beam death threats (think Hilidebrand's mom) at anyone who even thinks of making a soft Sid joke. 26. They don't really have a specific place. Their place is maybe...the road? or On the back of Mizu's dragon. The World is their place. Freedom, the next Horizon, The Sky. The choice to go anywhere, and never be alone. 27. Kind of weird, but its a weapon charm they each have. The charm is made of a piece of each other's horns. They're both a veteran of many intense battles and have lost a few scales and horns chips. they made a weapon charm as a gift to one another to "have a piece of you with me". Being Au Ra, this wasn't totally weird for them, but others find it a little macabre. 28. Fish. Mostly because Mizuki is just a vertical alligator sometimes. When she "fishes" she doesn't use a pole or even her trusty spear. She just dives in and goes right for the hunt with her teeth. Sid adores this! He loves his little feral gator gremlin. She always has so much fun in the water and he adores seeing her happy. 29. Pretty much the same answer as above. Sid actually enjoys....legitimate fishing. Its calming, patient and usually means no talking or being pestered by other people. Even if he doesn't actually catch fish, he can still say he's busy and just relax. But also because...his little gator gremlin girlfriend lol. 38. Mizu doesn't really have an ideal home. She's too restless and filled with wanderlust. She enjoys having a tent or the canopy and not having to worry about real-estate or being bound to one place. Sid, however, would like to settle into a cozy home of his own one day. Somewhere warm, but not too warm. Sunny and green. Maybe La Noscea. By the sea and filled with interesting things and people. Rielle sides with Sid on this one. 43. Sid does want a family but knows Mizu isn't ready for that. They are raising Rielle together and they're both happy with that for now. Mizuki never considered children, maybe she was just too imature or young. But having spent time with Sid and Rielle, she's learned a few things and understands more about her very, very large family. (she is 1 of 14 children, shared between her father the clan chief and his 7 wives). While she's not eager to have that big of a family. She could see herself and Sid having a tiny gator or two.

Because answering this on tweet site is gonna be hard I'll try and make a thread lol but feel free to ask me here!!

I stole from fren <3 Please ask me about my ship dynamics and/or ships (including all the others that aren't Rorianger/Thanlex) they are: Rornir/Urianger Alex/Thancred Bastian/Marcechamp R'aurora/G'raha Sera/Y'sthola/Aymeric Saoirse/Estininen Mizuki/Sidurgu Sorn'daer/Heather (oc)

[ladyramora]

How about Sid accepting the wol’s love confession? (As a continuation to his reaction to the confession *waggles eyebrows*)

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You’re caught by surprise in the dark.

A hand landing heavy an your shoulder that tore you from your troubled line of thoughts. You act on instinct.

You tear yourself away, sword slung from your back in an instant to level at their throat.

Instead your blade clashes against another, reverberating up your arm, and you snarl with the sudden rush of violence as you’re pushed back with impressive strength.

You lunge forward, blood rushing in your veins, heart thundering with adrenalin.

“Woah, hey! Godsdammit, it’s me!” A familiar voice cries out in shock, cutting through the red haze of your bloodlust.

You blink, pausing mid-shove, and instead step back to watch your would-be opponet stumble forward without resistance.

Sidurgu grunts, stabbing his sword into the ground to prevent himself from face-planting in the dark.

“Sid,” you sigh. “Next time call out, will you?” You could have taken his head off.

Sidurgu’s eyes glow in the shadows. You see them narrow into slits and you can hear the scowl in his voice as he huffs, “Remind me never to piss you off.”

You crack a tiny smile, putting your sword away. “Did you need something? I was just… taking a walk.” To clear your head and question your life decisions at the same time.

“About before,” Sid begins haltingly.

You must make a face in response because Sid snorts roughly, stepping toward you with his hands outstretched.

“It’s not what you’re thinking.”

You quirk a brow, “And what am I thinking?”

Sid inches closer still, eyeing you like you might bolt. Not unreasonable with the way you were shifting uneasily.

Rejection was painful, Warrior of Light or not.

“That I’m about to reject you.” Sid has his arms out now, pressing close and backing you into a wall.

You furrow your brow at him, mind racing a malm a minute. He wasn’t going to reject you? “You aren’t?”

Sid clears his throat, and you can see the flush on his pale skin under the warm light of the lantern shining down on you.

Your own face feels suddenly hot as Sid leans into you, caging you against the cold wall behind you. His body a warm weight of delicious heat in the chilly Ishgardian air.

“…Sid?”

Sidurgu ducks his head, voice like gravel as he blurts out, “You took me by surprise! I… had a plan, all right? And then you had to go and…” Sid falters, voice cracking. “T-tell me you liked me. Before I could… tell you first.”

You stare at him, stunnned.

You lick your cold dry lips. “But… the way you reacted? I thought…”

Sid groans, grasping at your upper arms and slumping against you. “I’m sorry! I panicked! I was supposed to tell you first! Rielle is always bloody nagging me about being true to my feelings ever since those blasted moogles sang an idiotic song about it!”

Sid sighs with great disgust. You smile, pressing a hand to his back. He really hated moogles.

“I thought… If I could just tell you to your face,” Sid groans. “But then you were talking about feelings with that look on your face - yeah, the one you’re wearing right now - and far before I had even worked up the nerve to start leading up to the subject - a-and I was… ffffrustrated!” Sid hisses, sucking in a breath.

Sid grumbles, sighing it out. “Not at you, of course. I was mad at myself for being slow again.”

You make a small sound. An odd thing between a coo, a laugh, and a sigh. “Sid,” you say with feeling. “You still haven’t said the words.”

Sid looks up, face more red than you’ve ever seen it, and says, “Bugger. You’re gonna make me say it, aren’t you?”

You smile at him, shrugging. “It would be nice to hear it.”

Twelve help you, Sid’s face grew redder still. How he was capable of being sexy and adorable at the same bloody time was beyond you.

Sid coughs into his hand, guttural, and mumbles so low you can hardly hear.

You snort. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

Sid huffs, mumbling still.

You tsk. “Siii-iiid!”

Sid grunts, and you give a startled yelp as he yanks you in, practically yelling in your face, “I like you! I like you a lot! Too bloody much! Now please, can I just kiss you already?!”

You blink at him owlishly before a giant, inordinately pleased smile stretches across your face. “Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Sid gives his own grunt of surprise as you catch him by the horns and yank his face to yours.

“Mm-! ..mmmm,” Sid voices. Then just melts into you with an almost swooning sound of a sigh.

For a while you just kiss each other, caught up in the bliss of finallly acting on the built up tensions of your feelings.

And then Sid makes a sound, pulling back to eye you with a suspicious look on his face. “You taste sweet,” he says, accusingly. “Is Rielle eating sweets behind my back again?”

You widen your eyes innocently, affecting ignorance. “Whaaa? Of course not!”

Sid barks a laugh. Bares his teeth in a sharp smile, and says admiringly and more than a little fond, “You bloody liar. I know the two of you are in cahoots.”

You flutter your eyelashes coquettishly, placing a hand on your chest as you gasp with faux outrage, “We would never! You know you’re our favorite Sid!”

Sid rolls his eyes, tugging you against him, “I can taste the sweetness in evidence of your lies on my tongue. How dare you. For shame.”

You pout your lips, “Aw, can you blame me? How could I say no to that cute face?”

Sid sighs with feeling at that, nodding in agreement. “Aye. How could you? All right. I’ll forgive you this once on one condition.”

You grin. “Oh? How generous.”

Sid smiles, tossing his hair. “I know.”

You laugh. “All right, funny man. What do you want?”

Sid makes a show of considering, stroking his chin with thoughtful humming sounds. “…I want in.”

You blink. “You want in…? On the sweets? Is that all?”

Sid nods, tipping his chin up to avoid your amused expression with newfound fluster as he grumbles, “I like cake, too. And no, it’s not bloody all!”

“So?” What else did he have in mind?

“Kissing!” Sid blurts, cracking under your probing skeptical stare. “We should do more of that!”

You huff a laugh, leaning into him. “I could agree to that.”

Sid softens, smiling sweet. “Yeah?”

You pull him in again, “C'mere, cutie.”

“’M not cute,” Sid grumbles, but accepts kisses all over his cute, blushing face like an absolute sweetheart.

[ofthedarkestlight]

4日 - prompt #4: shifting blame

how many prompts can incite my DRK angst loving heart? shoutout to my girlfriend who recorded all of the 50-60 quests so I could cry over the most minute pieces of dialogue @sea-wolf-coast-to-coast music rating: PG warnings: brief mentions of past child abuse

spoilers for drk 60 and beyond 

A heart bleeds “Fray used to tell me stories of the Fane. ...Sid said he would`ve won if they let him keep his staff.” A man weeps “Ever since you`ve joined us, we`ve visited so many new places I`m sure Fray would`ve enjoyed it to…” A soul burns Kaoru`s fist slams into the solid wood table with a frightening crack. Be it bone or stone, no one could even move to tell the difference as he raised his voice. To them, the ones that didn`t know the real Kaoru, they had no idea he could scream this loud. No one did. Not even Auguste. Kaoru hadn`t shouted in years, ever since his mother had beat the habit out of him until he tried to shut his mouth for good. Thence comes darkness. “The only time you open your damn mouth is to talk about Fray!” The words pour out like the wine glass thrown off the table, spilling deep red onto the floor with reckless abandon. Sid opens his mouth to object, especially given the company they were surrounded by, but Kaoru shoots him such a fiery look that even he is caught off guard for just a moment. “You`ve beaten it into me, both of you, how you wish he was here. More`s the pity that you got stuck with some paltry replacement instead.” Hands that destroyed just a moment earlier now shake like the lost child he once was, grasping for something, anything that felt like solid ground. “Well I`m not dealing with it anymore.” Kaoru curses, baring his fangs. “I`m tired of this charade!” He throws his sword to the ground, cursing the weight it bore onto his hands, feeling so much lighter, if only physically. His heart felt like sludge as he wandered below the bridge, and off towars the Brume. “He`s just having another tantrum,” Sid sighs, unaware he was echoing Kaoru`s mother`s sentiments. Although Rielle had only met Kaoru several weeks ago, knew nothing about him aside from a name and a face, it was enough. A momentary glimpse at the pain in his eyes when he gave her that horrible glare told her everything she needed to know. “Well then, I suppose it`s back to square one for us, Rielle.” A pause. “Rielle?” Thankfully for a girl that couldn`t risk to be seen, he hadn`t wandered too far. It doesn`t take much for one who had trained in the arts of a rogue as a child to notice her clumsy steps crunch through the snow. “You`re not going to get what you`re looking for, you know.” Kaoru`s vain attempt at sounding rude only comes off as wistful. Clearly the tone of someone who was cowed to the fact no one would ever come looking for him, unless it was something they required. “I came looking for you.” She replies tacitly as always, something that unnerved a liar like him. “Even after I yelled at you?” Kaoru can`t help but laugh in spite of himself. She nods. “You didn`t mean it. Sid does the same thing sometimes. You two are more alike than you realize.” Kaoru genuinely laughs at that. The two of them, similar? He places them side by side in his mental canvas, laughing at the disparity between his lithe hyuran frame and the towering auri male who had, on several occasions, picked him up like a plaything. “He rarely even talked to me, you know. Sid. Or to anyone really, after Fray…” She trailed off, not wanting to provoke Kaoru back into his grief. “But ever since you came along, he talks, and even smiles sometimes when you`re not looking…” Kaoru makes a funny face as he tries to picture Sid wearing anything other than a stoic or grumpy expression. He made him smile? Despite being a thorn in his side, a painful reminder of what was gone? Or could it mean that, he thought of Kaoru as Kaoru? “That`s all because of you. No one else.” Rielle worries the hem of her sweater, gaining more courage as she sees Kaoru`s walls slightly faltering in her presence. “I didn`t ask for Sid or Fray to save me.” Kaoru`s heart catches in his throat, opening his mouth to speak before Rielle`s quiet voice cuts him off. “I`m not asking you to replace him. You don`t have to.” He remains silent, the wispy snow caught in the wind melting against his freckled cheeks.  Two children who`s mothers had forsaken them, awkward in speech, tried their best to dance around each other. They both fidget, worry their bottom lips, and try to think of something that just might endear their company to them. After all, the only company they had was each other. “When no one`s around,” Rielle pipes up suddenly, “I see you humming songs... Do you like music?” It`s Kaoru`s turn to be stunned into silence, taking a moment to actually think about himself. No one usually asked these questions. “...Yeah.” Tiny slivers of memories dance through his mind, so rarely free of agony and pain. Of his hands plucking his shamisen, of the ivory keys of the strange foreign contraption in their foyer. “I do.”

“Tell me more.” Rielle implores quietly, reaching to hold Kaoru`s shaking hand. “About you.” Yet even in the depths, the flame endures.