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silent-shanin · 3 years

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ᴛᴀʟᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴇᴍꜱʟᴀꜱʜᴡᴇᴇᴋ 2021 - ᴅᴀʏ 1: ᴀ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ, ꜱᴜɴɴʏ ᴅᴀʏ/ʀᴇʟᴀxᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Ladies, is it gay to steal your gf's hat, push her into the water, then kiss her to make it up to her?

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tovrch · 3 years

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for Tales of Femslash Week, day 5: a light drizzle

sheltered princess estellise enjoys the chance to get muddy... meanwhile rita is having some revelations <3

#talesfemslashweek2021 #ristelle #rita mordio #estellise sidos heurassein #my art

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talesfemslashweek · 3 years

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Tales of Femslash Week is back for its fifth year!

Taking place from July 18-24, 2021, this is a fandom week celebrating the variety of wIw ships in Tales.

For every day of this week, fans can post a work of art or writing of any kind following that day’s prompt (fic, art, graphics, couple cosplay photos… anything!). Tag it with #TalesFemslashWeek2021, and we’ll reblog it here provided it follows our guidelines!

Whether you start on your works now or later, if you’d like to participate in Tales of Femslash Week 2021, please read about + guidelines page here first.

See you in mid-July!

We’re on Twitter too, under the @ TalesFslashWeek (tag your stuff if you post on Twitter, too!)

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kotosnoozy · 3 years

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day 2 (brutal heat wave/“don’t push yourself!”) for Tales Femslash Week 2021!!

agria’s bound to burn herself constantly with that weapon of hers - it’s a good thing leia’s so good a healer 😌💕

#talesfemslashweek2021 #tales of xillia #tox #leia rolando #agria #nadia l. travis #leiagria #agreia #tales #tales of #xillia #me yesterday: i doubt i'll manage to get more than one piece done for this week b/c of work oh well lmao #me this morning: mmmm okay i'll just line today's piece at the most b/c if i do get chance there are other pieces i'd prefer to finish #me now: a #my art

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eizengard · 3 years

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Tales of Femslash Week 2021 Day 5 - A light drizzle (fights)

“Please, Velvet! I don’t care if you know its fake, it wouldn’t matter as long as we could still be together! Don’t you want that too? ”

#TalesFemslashWeek2021 #velvet crowe #Niko (tob)#tales of berseria #nikoxvelvet #Take a Look at This #:')#to attempt to navigate spoilers this is a take on the scene.... later in the game #unfortunately still #spoilers #yall think i could go through his week without bringing PAIN? nice try #A little more than a light drizzle whoops

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sorunort · 3 years

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#TalesFemslashWeek2021 day 1: a clear sunny day - relaxation ❤ cheria / mileena ❤

forgive me for only coloring a sketch, i got a bit of a late start ahah enjoy the cherileena beach goodness! ❤

RT on twitter here!

#TalesFemslashWeek2021 #cheria barnes #mileena weiss #cherileena #sammi sketches #tales of #Tales of Graces #tales of the rays #totr #TOGf #tog

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darkhymns-fic · 3 years

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The Heart Asks

Incredible danger. A vicious hunger. She opened her eyes and was greeted to the sight of that oh-so-fascinating daemon arm hovering just over her face.

Claws so pointed and sharp, they could slice her into ribbons. And if that palm lowered anymore, it would touch her skin, eat her up until there was nothing left within her at all. Gone, completely erased.

“What is with that creepy smile of yours?”

Ah, and just like that, the illusion was broken.

Fandom: Tales of Berseria Characters/Pairing: Magilou/Velvet Crowe Rating: T Mirror Link: AO3 Notes: A really late fic for @talesfemslashweek ! I wanted to at least have one thing for it this year, even if it's a bit after the event. For Day 2: Brutal heat wave, or "don't push yourself!"

The truth was, she didn’t care about life all that much.

Magilou had always been the definition of careless, ever since her troupe days. Small and weak, exploited beyond her understanding, it was always said that a witch such as her couldn’t die. Not really. Wicked things like them always could brave through fires or hold their breath infinitely underneath deep waters.

So, when nothing could fatally harm them, it did not matter what they went through. Her burned palms, her filled lungs, the ache that hands left on her skin – these were all things that a witch could endure. She believed so, too.

Melchior had proved it. She could not die so easily, not even with what he had put her through in all those years. Not even if, at times, she wished it could be just a bit easier.

Yet when she found herself waking from such a heavy sleep, her limbs feeling like weights, her head completely aching, as if she had just been slammed into concrete over and over – she had to wonder.

Incredible danger. A vicious hunger. She opened her eyes and was greeted to the sight of that oh-so-fascinating daemon arm hovering just over her face.

The first thing she did was smile. Oh, this certainly was a sight indeed.

Admitting she was frightened was a bit of an understatement. But besides the terror running through her limbs, she also felt a certain sense of appreciation. After all, couldn’t one such as herself admire the river of power that coursed through that arm, its surface like that of volcanic rock, with magma brimming just underneath?

She had seen it done before – to daemons, the way such a great threat could squeeze the very life out of them and absorb their very essence. And Magilou had always been so eternally curious, forever drawn to this evil entity, to this promise of destruction-

“What is with that creepy smile of yours?”

Ah, and just like that, the illusion was broken.

That hand full of power, with its promise of wreaking chaos, soon reverted to a normal size, the white bindings fluttering in the air, tickling her nose before they were pulled away. Charred black winked out of existence, the painting of blood red through the cracks gone from her vision.

With the hand gone, she could then see Velvet seated just next to her, eyes narrowed.

“Oops,” Magilou whispered with a smirk. Her breath was weak, her arms still so heavy, but she paid it little mind. “Think you caught me at a… private moment.”

Velvet scowled as she wrapped the bandages around her arm. “The hell is the matter with you?”

“Oh, quite a lot actually. Thought you already knew this.”

Even as she tried to joke, she still winced, feeling a sharp sting at her side. It took her a few seconds more to understand that she was laid out on a bed, tucked in heavy covers, and was in an inn room that… well, had seen better days with the peeling wallpaper, and the cramped space. Certainly not her first choice in lodgings.

“I’m assuming you don’t remember what happened.” Velvet tied up the last of her bandages tightly, clenching her fist. She was seated on the bed with Magilou – which was also a bit on the small side – laying her head against the nearby wall it was shoved against.

“Let’s see…I was having a nice nap all by my innocent lonesome before you decided you needed a little midnight snack?” The witch was patting herself on the back for that one, except even her own laughter felt like it was stabbing tiny knives into her stomach. “Ow…” Still, she tried to sit up, the action proving harder to do than she would think…

“Not even if I was dying of starvation. And enough with hurting yourself.” Velvet turned to Magilou, the moonlight from the window nearby catching her eyes, like amber encased within. The woman was never a fan of being too close to people, so Magilou counted herself to be quite lucky to see a feature of hers so near, with little interruption.

“Oh, then what was that you were doing just now? Don’t tell me you weren’t tempted.”

“Doing what I could to finally wake you up!” Velvet hissed, the force of her words making her lean in, just a bit. It was enough to make Magilou flinch, which she immediately regretted. It was no fun if she revealed her fear right away like that.

However, she felt dim understanding just then. Her skirt of magical books no longer tied around her waist, noticing the tear in her outfit and the… oh, was that linen wrapped around her stomach. “Huh. Totally missed that somehow…”

“You idiot.” Velvet placed her head in her (non-daemon) hand, sighing deeply. “You go and get yourself a life-threatening injury from a therion and don’t even remember it. Why should I even be surprised at this.”

Magilou’s pointed ears perked at those words, blinking as she faced Velvet once more. “I’m sorry, what was that about life-threatening?” It seemed almost too surreal. Also, if I was in any real danger, I’d just get Bienfu to take the hit for me…

“It was worse than usual, but Laphicet did what he could and we were able to find a town nearby. Even Eizen, for all his blabbing, actually had some good information on how to keep you rested properly.”

Magilou traced the linen cloth on her with her right hand, pressing just against the tender area of her wound, making her shudder. She felt Velvet slap her hand away from the spot.

“Don’t poke it,” she said. “You’ll make it worse.”

“Fine, fine…” Magilou pouted.

She felt strangely vulnerable right now, bereft of even her hat. Without the rest of her outfit, she knew she just appeared like some eccentric woman with strange ears instead of a mysterious magician. She looked again at herself, clutched her hand over the blankets, then furrowed her brow. “But that doesn’t really explain why you were here and doing your whole devouring shindig.” Another smirk. “I always knew you had a taste for little old me.”

Velvet didn’t say anything at first. She was back to leaning against the wall, eyes directed to the window, pulling off her nonchalant look like it was nothing. Sometimes the ease of it made Magilou a bit jealous.

“No, I suppose it doesn’t explain much,” she finally answered, completely ignoring the rest of Magilou’s words. She was good at being frustrating herself, which made Magilou pout even further.

“Oh, come on. Just admit you wanted to eat me up already! Not like I’d be offended!” In fact, she’d be much more offended if Velvet didn’t want to eat her at all!

Then a harsh sound – Velvet’s hand slamming the wall, enough to make the wood shudder. “Urgh, you’re so annoying!”

Magilou blinked. She knew she had a habit of pissing Velvet off but, this was different.

“We were waiting around for days and you were still asleep! We have things to do and you wouldn’t wake up, so I…” Oh, was that a blush on her cheeks? But Magilou could barely enjoy Velvet’s embarrassment before the other woman turned away. “I thought threatening you would do the trick.”

“…While I was asleep?” Even Magilou was wondering about that one.

“I didn’t have many other options.”

Oh, wait. Now she remembered.

Something that should have been a routine fight had caught her off guard. It was said that overconfidence led to one’s downfall, but Magilou always had the wit to outlast any real tragedy, for certainly she had more intelligence than most.

But a miscalculation of a daemon’s fangs, sinking into flesh, seemed to have proven her quite wrong.

Even Rokurou had looked surprised, from what little memory she could recall, how he was momentarily taken out of his bloodlust, hands gripping tight to his daggers in the middle of their violent dance. She had heard a gasp from Eleanor, that poor little exorcist who didn’t even understand the breadth of her vocation, along with a hasty chant from Laphicet to her side. What a sweet boy he was. She only regretted not teasing him even more often than she did.

She hadn’t been able to see Eizen before blacking out, and remembered an amusing thought she had at that moment. Found a way to transfer his curse to me? Anything was possible. And if that were true, she couldn’t blame him in the slightest. At least he had someone to go home to.

And so, just before, just until she fell completely, she turned and hoped to see, hoped to see her and-

Well, that’s how she ended up here. In this bed, with Velvet still doing her usual glaring.

“So you were worried about me?” she hedged. It was always dangerous territory to ask Velvet such blunt questions, like walking up to a feral cat. But, one had to take a chance for maybe that same cat to start liking you, didn't it?

And it almost worked, Velvet shifting her eyes to gaze at her, for a moment. “I’m allowed to.”

“Oh, I’m not saying you shouldn’t.” Magilou grinned, happy to have found that little nick in her armor. Of course she would do all she could to examine it, to find the snatch that would let her see even more. “But you were by my side this whole time. You might as well have tried giving me a kiss of true love to wake me up.”

And strangely, Velvet didn’t scoff at the notion, or made a motion to leave. She looked at Magilou for a half-second longer, a lock of her hair tumbling over her ear, then turned away. “Idiot.”

“…Did you actually try to kiss me?”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“I’m not hearing a no~!”

While Magilou thought about all sorts of devious things that a deamon such as Velvet could have done to her, she only wanted to know more. More teasing was always too addictive, always too fun to see the results of.

“Maybe you wanted to but were too shy, huh? Or…maybe you didn’t know how?” She grinned wickedly. “Is that why you used your scary daemon arm? I guess devouring and kissing are the same to you then.”

“Just stop talking already. I already told you why I did that!” Velvet sighed, the moonlight falling across her hair in silver streaks. “No one in their right mind would kiss you.”

“Hm, you have a point there.” Magilou nodded to that assessment. Then she cackled. “But I don’t think anyone in this room has a right mind to begin with.”

Another tease, and another moment where Velvet didn’t outright deny things. Instead, she growled out in an exasperated voice, as if she had been holding in the words for hours.

“If you want a kiss so badly, then why don’t you just take it?”

And so, in one of those rare moments, Magilou was rendered speechless.

Velvet was never as straightforward with things as she liked to believe about herself. Even when Magilou spoke in annoying rhymes or riddles, they both liked to dance around the subject.

Maybe for once, she could change that.

Holding the blanket in both hands, she finally let it go, then carefully shifted on the mattress to move closer to the dreaded Lord of Calamity, a title that would send excited shivers down anyone’s spine. And if it didn’t, such a person did not know much of anything, did they?

“Tell me, Velvet,” Magilou coaxed, leaning just a bit closer, enough to feel herself trapped in those eyes of hers. Amber that swallowed her whole and wouldn’t let go. “Why did you really come here and stay with me?”

A grimace, but Velvet didn’t move away. In fact, she moved closer in turn. “When you fell in battle, you called out my name.” A hand reached out, placed itself against the back of Magilou’s head, fingers threading through her hair. It was surprisingly gentle, but always that hint of strength beneath. “I didn’t like it.”

Ah yes, she did do that, didn’t she? Magilou remembered the way she said the name, like something precious, something that she could lose so easily.

She had always been so reckless, as witches often were. But perhaps now, she could try to be a little more cautious.

“Maybe I can say it in a way that you do like then…” she said, reaching for that hand of hers, wrapped in bandages. What will she find underneath all of that?

She couldn’t wait to see.

#tales of berseria #magivel #magilou #velvet crowe #talesfemslashweek2021 #fanfiction #oneshot

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nightwhite13 · 3 years

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chapter 2 is up!

#tales of berseria #talesfemslashweek2021 #eleanor hume #velvet crowe #velanor

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nqstick · 3 years

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In honor of the Tales of Femslash 2021 event week coming up (and because I have a sinking feeling I'll be late for it...), here are links to the various Velvet/Eleanor - my Tales Of OTP - fics I've done in the past!

dreams of a girl with red hair

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Tales of Berseria Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Velvet Crowe/Eleanor Hume, Velvet Crowe/Niko Characters: Velvet Crowe, Eleanor Hume, Magilou (Tales of Berseria), Laphicet (Tales of Berseria), Eizen (Tales of Series), Rokurou Rangetsu, Niko (Tales of Berseria), Bienfu (Tales of Berseria) Additional Tags: most of the cast is here at least a little at some point, Suicide mention, Obviously full game spoilers Summary:

"...But still, I would like to meet the guy Velvet first fell for."

In retrospect, Eleanor wasn't sure either why she'd expected it to be a guy or why she'd thought she wanted to meet her.

Eleanor and Velvet and the ghost of Niko, in chronological snippets.

Spaghetti Carbonara and Squid Ink Noodles With Seaweed

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Tales of Berseria Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Velvet Crowe/Eleanor Hume Characters: Velvet Crowe, Eleanor Hume, Eizen (Tales of Series), Rokurou Rangetsu Additional Tags: tag list will massively expand as this goes on, Spoilers, Humor, Angst Summary:

They were total opposites in every way, but sometimes opposites attract. And sometimes opposites have more in common than they think. (In which case they aren't really opposites anymore, but never mind.)

Random scenes of Velvet and Eleanor throughout the canon storyline, and maybe a little afterwards. Written in continuity with my other story "dreams of a girl with red hair", although you don't have to read this story to read that one.

Distraction Tactics

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tales of Berseria Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Velvet Crowe/Eleanor Hume Characters: Velvet Crowe, Eleanor Hume, Magilou (Tales of Berseria), Laphicet (Tales of Berseria) Additional Tags: sparring match, Unresolved Sexual Tension, putting the 'slash' in slash fic, Tales of Secret Santa 2020 Summary:

As they wait for the Scarlet Night in Meirchio, both Velvet and Eleanor need a distraction from their thoughts. A sparring match offers one.

...In, perhaps, more than one way.

(Gift for the 2020 Tales Secret Santa exchange!)

I’m Told I Come Across As Awkward Sometimes...

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tales of Berseria Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Velvet Crowe/Eleanor Hume Characters: Velvet Crowe, Eleanor Hume Additional Tags: Magilou gets a couple of lines because of course she does, scene snippets, Romance, Angst, Introspection, humor?, Non-explicit sexytimes Summary:

Eleanor, Velvet, and four scenes from a developing relationship relating to hands (especially Velvet's daemon one).

Written for the day 28 prompt for Femslash February 2021.

Nothing’s More Boring Than Loving Triangles (bonus OT3 fic!)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tales of Berseria Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Velvet Crowe/Eleanor Hume/Magilou Characters: Velvet Crowe, Eleanor Hume, Magilou (Tales of Berseria), mentions of others Additional Tags: Romance, Humor, Some angst because it's still Berseria, Oblique Love Confessions, Basically full game spoilers, "You have a crush on Velvet!" "No YOU have a crush on Velvet!" Summary:

How to successfully start a polyamorous relationship when you're the utter wreckage of a human being whose only talent is trolling.

As told by Magilou Mayvin.

(Set the day after the penultimate battle in Mount Killaraus. Written for the Tales of Rarepairs fandom exchange.)

In addition, I've got several other F/F Tales fics that can be found in the collections for the past two event weeks under talesfemslashweek on Archive of our Own.

#Tales of Femslash Week 2021 Spotlight #talesfemslashweek2021

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alteredphoenix · 3 years

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For #TalesFemslashWeek2021 Day 1: A Clear, Sunny Day

This is my first time writing for any kind of fandom event, so this in particular got me pumped up to get at least something in while it’s up and going! I had plenty of fun with this (and didn’t drag as much as I had feared I would like I did during one night on the wild hunt’s conception), so please enjoy this piece.

#tales of berseria #fanfiction #mywriting #talesfemslashweek2021 #velvet crowe #niko #velvet/niko #prompt: a clear sunny day and/or relaxation

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ruination-fangs · 3 years

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this year's fic for @talesfemslashweek is now complete! (8 days late is pretty close... in the grand scheme of things....)

#talesfemslashweek2021 #veleanor #tales of berseria #ad's writing #yes it's more of werewolf velvet barely being a werewolf

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silent-shanin · 3 years

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