#firesongtales

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@firesongtales​ liked for a starter. Flynn for Yuri

When Repede looked at him he put a finger to his lips to keep the dog quiet and from ratting him out. It wasn’t often he had the upper hand when it came to Yuri. It was just his luck that he wasn’t dressed in his armor right so he made far less noise.

Sneaking up behind the other, he leaned around to get a look over Yuri’s shoulder. 

“Who’re you spyin’ on?”

#firesongtales #\owo/ hope this is okay #[heartfelt knight: flynn]

[seraphforge]

@firesongtales​

❝Custom weapon prices are on the table next to me.❞ the half elf states, not even bothering to look up from the book she was skimming through.

#firesongtales

[talesofus]

@firesongtales​ sent !! a clumsy kiss! ;; from Caspar to Ashe [ accepting ]

There’s only so much that Ashe can take.

He’s been carrying these feelings for too long. He’s tried everything to make Caspar understand, from vague hints to practically spelling it out for him. Caspar is dense, but he’s not that dense. Right? Well, after months of hinting and flirting and trying, Caspar still remains oblivious. Ashe can’t take it anymore. He doesn’t know what else to do, and he’s at his wit’s end. He wants Caspar to reciprocate, to reject him, to help him somehow with this.

There is only one thing he can do.

Determined, he grabs Caspar by the shoulders. He looks into those impossibly blue eyes, his resolve wavering a little. No - he must not back down. “I don’t know how else to say this,” he says, his voice betraying his nerves. “But I think you respond better to actions better than words.”

Without any further warning, Ashe pulls him closer. He closes his eyes so he can’t look at whatever expression Caspar must be pulling, and presses their lips together. It’s an uncomfortable mess, their teeth clicking together somehow, but he doesn’t care. His grip on Caspar is iron-tight, but he’s certain he’s shaking a little. Eventually, Ashe releases him, his face on fire.

He should not have done that. Caspar might have been ignoring his advances to spare his feelings. Why did Ashe only think of this now, when he’s already done the Caspar-style stupid, impulsive thing? He steps back. “Ah, um- I should go.”

He’s never going to live this down.

#❥ ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴇʟ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ (ashe) #i'm never sure which way round it's meant to be with these things so i just do what i want i'm sorry LOL #i'm also sorry for not shutting up with these two. i can't. i'm sorry. #firesongtales

[albineacat]

@firesongtales​

The Panucia female frowns as she leans against the other’s side, it was too hot on the mainland.

「❄️」”Vëlla, jam nxehtë. Le te shkojme per te notuar.”

#firesongtales #/ she just wants to swim

[specialgels]

@firesongtales​

“Did you get in trouble again?”

#child of the full moon (estelle ;; luna) #firesongtales #estelle verse: fairy tale weaver #[I wanted to use this icon so--]

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@firesongtales​: For Florian

“Florian?” A small frown as the teen looked over to the sleeping boy before sighing. Stepping in close, the green haired teen thought it over before gently shaking the other’s shoulder. 

“Florian. It’s morning, get up already.” If that didn’t work he had an idea. A cruel smile as he went towards the door. “5 minutes. If you aren’t at the table at that time, I’ll eat all the eggs.”

#firesongtales #Innocent one 🌱 Florian #/have some floof/ #cacophonicdin

[fonicgears]

“I’m not cheap, but I am on special this week.” ;; Yuri~

“Is that so? I might want to try then.” A small chuckle as he watched the other for a moment. “Though I rather my partner care more about me then what's in my wallet.” While his tone was jovial and teasing he did mean it. 

#firesongtales #Formal Reply ;; Answer #Suggestive Tw

[canariae]

cont. from here ;;;; @firesongtales​

              “ i have some apple gels with me, please hold on a moment. ”

one, and two. the small healing items were pressed into ratatosk’s hands surprisingly fast. maybe the wound wasn’t serious, but she did still collide into him. her angel senses may have mistaken her on how nearby he even was. 

             “ sorry for accidentally following you, and for tripping -- and falling onto you, but you were all on your own. and you looked upset. i couldn't just leave after seeing that.”

#firesongtales #【★】 ⁽ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵐᵉᵈ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉˢᵒˡᵃᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵃˢᵗᵉˡᵃᶰᵈ⁾ || ic #【★】 ⁽ᵇᵉᶰᵉᵃᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˣᵖᵃᶰˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᶤˢ ʷᶤᵈᵉ ˢᵏʸ⁾ || v. main #colette just wants to be your friend ratatatata

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@firesongtales​ said: paw prints 

A huge smile paints Mana’s face as she holds up her dog.

❝This is Lumis! He loves cuddles and wearing cute clothes. He’s more of an emotional support dog than anything.❞ Lumi was always there for her when she was sad, he was her best friend and she was glad that he chose her. 

#firesongtales #Mana loves Lumis a lot

[winter-sword]

@firesongtales continued from here

Dark brows drew together over furious red eyes, expressive mouth set in its usual scowl. Yet the stormy expression belied the minute tremble to strong hands, palms and fingers alight with haling magic, wound closing slowly but steadily. The swordsman wasn’t Mercedes, not suited to strong Faith magic like Physic or Fortify, but Heal and Nosferatu served him well alongside Thunder and Thoron. He just had to make sure he didn’t deplete his magical reserves with one hasty Reason spell too many. Now that he was close enough, Felix could tell it wasn’t a life-threatening injury, but witnessing Sylvain fall after taking a hit for him yet again…

Anger coursed though him, but that wasn’t what came to the surface, or what was making his hands shake almost imperceptibly. No, that dubious honor went to worry, even though logically he knew the redhead was alright and could take care of himself. On worry’s heels was disgust at showing that worry, but he pushed away that feeling for the moment; now wasn’t the time for his hang-ups regarding expressing motions. When he spoke, the words were ostensibly meant to sound furious and threatening, but they read more as anyone else saying I care about you or I’m glad you’re okay. “Is doing stupid things for me some sort of disease? Next time, I’ll leave you for the medics to find. Moron.”

Still, Felix strengthened the spell when the wound proved stubborn.

#firesongtales #Heartfelt Half-Wit (Sylvain) #Cold and Pitiless as a Blade (Self) #Chivalry Begets the Worship and Glorification of Death (War Phase) #IC #RP #TW Injury #Injury TW #TW Blood #Blood TW

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@firesongtales​ liked your post:

What was that? He’s needed somewhere? Cat stuck in a tree maybe??

He’s going to walk, very quickly, in the opposite direction.

#firesongtales #[heartfelt knight: flynn] #flynn: -gay panic-

[sunsetgems]

@firesongtales​

Rozaliya had always wanted to meet a real idol ever since the days of watching them on the television at the orphanage, Sin had always mocked her for such a dream, yet here she was face to face with one. 

「🍒 」- “You can be me and Lili’s rival, okay?” real idols had rivals and if the Vodka Girls were going to make it to the top they needed rivals that weren’t from the orphanage. 

#firesongtales #the cherry idol - Rozaliya

[talesofus]

@firesongtales​ commented for a starter ( Milla & Jude )

Milla was no longer human. That much, she knew for sure. Human emotion should no longer extend to her, those feelings of remorse and longing should be long gone. Yet they remain still, even some time after the events with Origin. Returning to the human world took a great deal of mana, but the need for mana was not as great as it once was. Despite that, Milla would not return unless there was a need to, no matter how much she may want to.

But the Lord of Spirits found a reason to return.

Her reasons lay in the Helioborg Research Facility, where a new breakthrough on spyrite research had happened. Of course, it only felt right to congratulate the man himself for the achievement. Some kind researchers led Milla to his office. Without much care for boundaries, she opened the door.

“Jude,” she said. “It’s been a while.”

#❥ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴜʟꜰɪʟ ᴍʏ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ (milla) #firesongtales #what's canon who cares /throws it out the window so i can make them hang out #i hope this is okay!! #i am literally just wildly guessing despite having replayed the game real recently

[citrusgels]

“What a nice little sound, I think I’ll bite there again.” ;; Yuri to Estelle ~

Suggestive Sentence Starters

“Hey, a-ah, Yuri---!”

She wasn’t sure what kind of noise escaped her lips, but it made the heat rise in her cheeks, and certainly seemed to be encouraging Yuri, and---o-oh, that feels good.

But she’s still going to try to tug Yuri away, just enough to have room to press her lips to his. And then pull back with a little huff, avoiding his gaze.

“I wanted to kiss you too...!”

#firesongtales #child of the full moon (estelle ;; luna) #have a bit of fun;; asks #[uwu]

[specialgels]

@firesongtales​ liked for a starter!

“I think I like pitcher plants the most out of the carnivorous ones, but the corkscrew plants and sundews are really neat, too!”

#firesongtales #happy fourth replica (etude ;; ichon) #etude verse: world traveler #[I just found out about corkscrew plants and wow they really are interesting]

[azotas-archived]

Brush - From Asch

A gloved touch pushed long strands of green hair from in front of his eye, taking each chance to touch just a little longer than it should. The warmth of his hand as it pressed gently against his cheek, the fingers curling around his ear. Then the touch was over; before he could even think, his hand shot out to take hold of Asch’s. Despite the embarrassment flooding his chest and coloring his pale cheeks an even brighter shade of red, he couldn’t tear his gaze away.

Sync hates feeling hot; burning heat made him remember things he rather forget. The heat that fills his chest; it draws the breath of his lungs. It was a feeling he was beginning to long for each and every moment. The way such a little touch would seize his heart. The way Asch looked at him as if he was the only person there, with a feeling in those eyes that he was afraid to place. This feeling he felt too was one he never knew before either.

Was this the feeling people called love? He knew the definition; perhaps it fits the emotion, the warmth swelling in his chest had him hold that hand a little tighter. This feeling was deep: larger than him, it was all for Asch and no one else.

“... I.... think I love you..” The words were said softly, hesitantly. Sync still couldn’t look away despite how much he wanted to, nor could he let go of the hand in his own. This feeling that was burning in his chest, consuming him whole with a searing heat, Sync couldn't hate it. 

#firesongtales #A Desire to be Wanted ♞♡♝ Asch x Sync #/he has been thinking on this for a long while/ #cacophonicdin