#vikkain

[queen-scribbles]

OC Kiss ∙ Caught [Etain/Vikkari; WotR, @haledamage/mine]

(different than my other pieces with the two of them; this time Vikkari's the Commander. Bc Aivu. And butterflies 🦋)

Sunset from the cliffs behind Drezen was always a sight to behold, though truthfully Etain was never sure if she appreciated the view or the solitude more. Just her and Pippin, away from the clamor of the city. Safe enough from demons with her grizzly at her side, finally able to think.

And yet, today, her thoughts were all butterflies.

She watched a white one flit a final loop between flowers. The sunset backdrop was tinged red from the Worldwound's influence, a stark contrast to the purity of the small creature.

Etain huffed a sigh--of what emotion, she wasn't entirely sure--and tugged her mask down. No need for it out here, she mused, one hand idly scratching Pippin's scruff as she watched the white butterfly make its loop.

An ethereal blue one joined it, her first warning she was about to have company. Etain smiled as two teal butterflies joined it and a purple one settled on her knee. She should have known if anyone could find her (would care enough to) it would be him. She held out her hand to the purple butterfly. It shifted over with a flap of its wings, weightless, sensationless, then brushed against her cheek as it fluttered off.

"I suppose it's a good thing they like you," Vikkari said, pausing as he reached her. He gestured to the space at her side. "May I?"

"Always." Etain scooted over til her hip pressed against Pippin's flank. The cloud of Elysian butterflies following him enveloped her as well when he sat. "While it is nice, I think I'm more relieved Aivu likes me." She craned her neck. "Where is your shadow, anyway?"

Vikkari laughed, his hand sliding along her wrist in unspoken request. "The bakers' kids were discussing cake, so she decided she doesn't need to follow me everywhere all the time."

She couldn't bite back a giggle, letting him interlace their fingers when his hand reached hers. "You've been supplanted by cake?"

His golden eyes glowed with mirth. "Only temporarily. She promises." He squeezed her hand. "So, what are you doing out here, Etain?"

The white butterfly was gone, flown off somewhere to rest for the night, she supposed. "You know me and cities, Vikkari," she said softly. "I needed a break." Her grip on his hand preemptively tightened. "Your company is fine."

There was a moment of silence, his gaze on their joined hands when she looked at him. "You're sure?"

She rubbed her thumb over the heel of his hand. "If I wanted to be alone alone, I would have said. Or hidden better, so no one could find me in the first place."

"Good." Vikkari lifted their joined hands and kissed the back of hers. "I enjoy quiet moments with you, but don't wish to intrude."

Etain's whole face was hot, and she strongly considered pulling up her mask to hide at least some of it. "I-I enjoy them with you, as well," she mumbled, making eye contact instead of hiding, "I just still have trouble believing..." the words trailed off, her gaze drifting to the half-sunk sun.

"Believing what?" The ethereal butterflies fluttered lazily, one landing on his ear, another on her shoulder, as he waited.

"That you.... like me." She'd always tried to avoid people, go unnoticed, and the fact a damn near avatar of beauty had not only seen her but liked what he saw.... Still a struggle, no matter how many times he reiterated it.

"What's not to like?" Vikkari asked with a gentle smile, free hand lightly cupping her cheek. "You're kind, compassionate, determined, loyal, extremely skilled with a bow--which is attractive in its own right." His thumb, softly rubbing her cheek the whole time he spoke, stilled on the divot of her scar, his next words just above a whisper. "And I find you quite lovely--"

She kissed him. It wasn't like there were words for what his sentiments meant to her, the way they coiled gentle, overwhelming warmth in her chest. She freed her hand from his so she could dig both into his hair, soft purple twining round her fingers.

Vikkari hummed, or maybe it was a chuckle, and wrapped his now empty hand around her waist, nudging her closer, still cradling her cheek.

Etain was all too happy to lean into it, kissing him more deeply, twisting up on her knees to take advantage of her height.

This time he definitely laughed. But he didn't stop,

There was a rush of sweet-smelling wind, swirling the Elysian butterflies into a frenzied kaleidoscope. "If you want some of Natalya's ca- Oh!"

They broke the kiss at the delighted squeal, turning in unison to be met by a toothy havoc dragon grin.

"Were you kissing?" Aivu demanded, grin not dropping one iota. "I knew you liked each other! Is that why you come out here? To be alone? Or mostly alone--"

Pippin raised his head and wuffed at her, as if scolding for the enthusiastic interruption.

Aivu, twice the size of the bear and then some, was undeterred. "It's so cute! I can go have more cake if you don't want me watching- Oh!" She started to turn away, swung back, Etain and Vikkari ducking as her tail skimmed over their heads. "That's what I came to say: Natalya's cake is really good, so if you want some you should hurry. But I guess you don't care about cake right now!" With one last grin and bounce from foot to foot, she launched herself into a gleeful corkscrew flight back toward Drezen. "More for meee!"

"Not to say the moment's broken," Vikkari sighed (still with a fond smile), "but we should probably head back as well." He tipped his head toward the horizon and barely-visible sliver of sun. "Before we lose all our light."

"Pippin and I will protect you," Etain teased. Emboldened and breathless, she stole another kiss. She didn't really want to stop, she wanted to sit and kiss him under the stars no matter who might catch them or miss them, but he was the Commander. He was probably needed. So she pushed to her feet, offered him a hand as Pippin lumbered up as well.

"Thank you," Vikkari smiled as he took it.

Etain nodded, puling her mask up now that they were heading back. "Thank you," she said, curling the end of her braid around her thumb. "For... for saying it."

He pushed on his toes to kiss her temple. "Of course. It's a list I can recite by heart any time you need to hear it."

And he slipped his hand into hers again for the walk back to Drezen as the sun sank behind them.

[bonnicarock]

[notomomoni]

SHIGGY ARC???? WHAT HAPPENES TO AFO WHY IS TEHRE A BUG TUKESKINP?? DID SOMETHING HAPPEN IN THE TIMESEKIP?? WHETES DABI???? LEAGUES REACTION TO DABI????? WHAT HAPPENS TO THE OTHER VIKKAINS???? CLASS A1 DEKU OUTCOME????? WHAT HAOOENED WHEN DEKU WAA AWAY????? IS KUROGORI BACK??? OH GOSH I WCNATSAIGDIWGJDGW THIS IS BULLYING HORI U CANT DOTHIS WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO W QUARANTINE NOW 😭😭

[surgeonquadpaw]

I'm not even the type of fan people build up as the type who is too biased to enjoy a movie. I watched all of star wars including cartoons in 2015 for the first time. Seeing bb8 is what made me interested in TFA. I never read a single EU book and never will. These movies aren't my childhood and despite having this sideblog, it only came towards the end of my lil star wars hyperfocus time.

Tbh all I wanted was to see a continuation of the themes and relationships set up in TFA. If you think that's being "safe" and unaccepting of "risks" then whatever.

[man-me--a-sand]

gotta be a vikkain cuz that means 

1(one): u can be gay

2 (two): u dont have to run, u just do sexy sauntering

[queen-scribbles]

#I LOVE THEM SO MUUUUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAA#CAIT 😭😭😭😭#Vikkari has a TYPE and that type is desna-worshippers who consider themselves outsiders (and also have wings)#Etain also has a TYPE and that is iomadae-worshippers who want to see the world and also worry way too much#I love absolutely everything about this I have no words#the way they just. SEE each other beyond the masks (literal and figurative)#he is so SWEEEEEET she didn't stand a chance she was lost at 'how're you doing?' even if she didn't know it yet#and 'may I?' HELP I AM DEAD#brb gotta read this six or seven more times immediately#vikkari/etain#vikkain? etari? I dunno we'll workshop it I get the feeling this isn't the last we'll see of them :3#otp: may I?#urge to commission art rising#what a lovely gift thank you so much 💖💖💖💖💖💖

I’M GLAD, I LOVE THEM TOO(I already knew that, but actually writing out how it would work made it 100000 times clearer and holy COW do they go together well) You nailed it, that’s my son’s type and he regrets nothing. It’s a good type :D (this is 100% influenced by how much I personally love Desna and I also regret nothing) Someday I need to write out what Vikkari’s dual Desna and Iomadae worship looks like, bc his thought process for revering both equally is fascinating to me. He fell for your girl and fell hard, it was fun. :3 I had a lot of fun working in the “May I?” theme; there was gonna be a dance scene at some Important Social Function somewhere act 3-ish, but that wasn’t cooperating, so I did the scene with her wings instead. Would’ve been hella self-indulgent too. I love couples with that vibe of actually seeing each other, even if there’s not a literal “Darling, take the mask off” scene, just having someone who sees you and loves you and you know it without ever talking about it. 

We will have to workshop a ship name bc I would very much like to play with them some more. Might go back and slap that otp tag on there just in case /cough and aljfljsdfjsldfjsdb if you get art I might combust on the spot.