valentine’s day starter for @valorwilled ( petra & claude )
“Do they have anything like Day of Devotion in Almyra?” she asked, “We don’t in Brigid,” she said. The weather was still cold outside, but inside she had found a small placed. Tucked away in the library. Fires warming the room, it allowed her to change out of her normal war clothes and dress .... like a princess of Brigid. Intricately embroidered silver silks styled in the Brigid fashion, her long hair loose over her shoulders, adorned with flowers. She’d wanted to appear this way before him, at least once. At least today. They didn’t have the Day of Devotion in Brigid but she’d been living in Fódlan long enough to know it’s significance and for one day she wished for him to look at her and think her beautiful. “I was bring...” she paused, for a moment, “I brought you something,” she said, “Chocolate,” she said, something more traditional, she’d had help making it. She offered over the box. “And um ... we’re both being archers, I noticed, that some of the techniques you are having in Almyra are very similar to Brigid, because you are being mounted when you shoot,” she said. A flush rose to her cheeks, as she turned and picked up the second gift, excited to show him. A beautiful jade ring, inlaid with a golden deer. “You wear it, to protect your thumb when you are using techniques to use your thumb to draw the bow!”
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"i’m losing myself in the darkness of the world." - edelgard to khalid?
sawayama starters / acc / @valorwilled
❝ you do not have to do this alone. as a matter of fact, i would say it would better for everyone involved and for all of fodlan. it needs you, as a hand to guide it. maybe neither of us should take it’s reigns. we can get fodlan on the right track, together. ❞ you reach out a hand to her.
❝ but let’s leave the actual ruling to teach. this place is not my home and while i bare a right to the alliance and you bare a right to the empire, maybe it’ll be better fodlan as a whole if we were simply guiding hands. helping others shape its future. but right now, as fight this war i’d like to do it side by side as allies. too much blood has been spilt on this soil as is. ❞ you take a deep steadying breath, hoping she finally will take the hand you offer her. for now i’ll help be your light. like teach. a guide to keep you on the right path. if you ever feel like your hands become too stained with blood come with me and i’ll remind you that this is our goal, a better unified fodlan. free from prejudice and from nobles. that would abuse their people. would you say that’s right, my dear friend. ❞
things are different. things are changing. and your friendship is only the first sign of change for the good.
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for marianne; it’s a rough landing, and it’s an even rougher landing for the unfortunate person that they had just bowled over. attempting to stick the rocky landing and the ( self-admittedly tricky ) transformation between human and draconic forms at once would prove to be a major mistake. “ o-oh ! i’m so sorry ! ” they roll off- and once the identity of the person they knocked over registers; the fleeing adrenaline high crashes hard on them. marianne goes slack jawed and the blood drains from their face. ( you . . . you just knocked over the next adrestian emperor ! )
“ i’m really sorry ! ” marianne extends a hand- abashed, ashamed, afraid. “ are . . . are you okay, edelgard ? ”
ID : cindered shadows starter call.
STATUS : open.
CONNECTING TO : edelgard / @valorwilled
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" is the food not to your satisfaction ? ” a huff, as fingers tap against the wooden tabletop of the long table in the aether resort’s dining hall. “ i can make you something else if you are not going to eat it. ”
ID : lif starter call.
STATUS : open.
CONNECTING TO : eir / @valorwilled
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@valorwilled , starter call.
“ HEY HEY , ANNETTE ! ” THE NAME ROLLS easily off his tongue , as cheerful & friendly as any old acquaintance. ( do you even have any , sylvain ? don’t lie , try being honest ! ) “ say , did you do the work the professor assigned yet ? ... i think i might need a little bit of help , if i’m being honest. ”
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🌸 slides u my bianca and eye emojis,,
Pre-Established Relationship meme | accepting
send me a ✿ and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other .
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other .
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other .
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other .
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@valorwilled asked:
‘ has it been that long? ’ xander to el!!
There was a flicker of dejection alight in jade hues ; her lips curled downwards in a frown. While Elvóthien had known that she would not have the chance to see her family as often, it still did not make her MISS them any less ; it did not lessen the heartache. While she DID have Xander and his siblings for company, Elvóthien oftentimes felt lonely and yearned for her family ---- for her HOME.
❝ ----Yes. Nigh on a year... Or close to it.❞ She didn’t WANT to admit that she counted the days until she could reunite with her family ; she didn’t want to upset Xander. Elvóthien knew he tried his hardest, his very best, to make her feel at home and welcomed. She appreciated every word and every action. At least he was TRYING.
❝ Do you know if they have sent any word? Any LETTERS?❞ Only slightly did pointed ears lift. She wanted to cling on to a SLIVER of hope, however small it may have been.
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@valorwilled / cold weather ; “I got the biggest blanket for us to share.” - dorothea!
“ thank you, dorothea. i cannot imagine where you possibly managed to find this, given the time of year. ” the library’s dim candlelight makes for poor warmth, and ferdinand is grateful for the plumed ―― although a bit scratchy ―― comfort of an old, quilted blanket. still, he drapes it only over his knees, allowing her the most of it.
“ it gets cold and dark so quickly in the mountains ! it is nothing at all like enbarr. ” he exhales a velvety and content sigh, turning the aged, crusty page of his book and dragging a finger down its center to flatten its wrinkles. “ say, dorothea ―― are you, um … are you ever afflicted with homesickness ? ”
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“Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” - paimonia
@valorwilled || Injured/Bleeding Sentence Starters
It was supposed to have been a simple task; a small group of them sent out to get rid of a lone giant wolf that had been plaguing the area as of late. She'd dealt with countless beasts and monsters through her life single-handedly before, and while Shamir was confident in herself as normal that this wouldn’t be too difficult... this particular wolf however had been a nuisance, and had been much quicker than she truly wanted to give it credit for.
The wolf had managed to leave a deep gash in her side from jagged claws before getting put down, the wound which was still bleeding profusely even now from where she sat against the base of a large tree. An attempt had already been made to stand up, but had embarrassingly enough failed in time for her companion to catch sight of it.
"It's fine— I'm fine." Came her reply through gritted teeth, as she tried to keep her composure through the pain radiating from her side. Shamir detested the idea of being seen as weak, and had been refusing to let anyone actually look at her wound. It was bad though, and needed to be treated immediately, she knew that much from experience.
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“Are you hurt?” eir to alfonse!
@valorwilled || I think this was a meme ask fuck idk. Whatever at least I’m answering it now
Alfonse pulls his hand away from the side of his neck and sees his palm dampened with blood. That is somewhat alarming, but he’s well seasoned enough a soldier to keep his composure and press his fingers gently to his skin to gauge the severity of the wound Lif left when trying to cut his throat. He had moved just in time, it seemed.
“It’s not too deep. I’ll probably have a scar, but I’ll be fine.” He says, “I can patch it up and we can be on our way. There isn’t time to waste.”
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@valorwilled sent: "Happy Day of Devotion, my love," Ethlyn greets, leaning up to kiss him sweetly. "I hope you enjoy your gift!" The neatly-wrapped parcel she offers him is large and flat, and when he opens it, he'll find a new arming doublet, complete with embroidery done by Ethlyn herself, so he might have a piece of her protecting him on the battlefield even when she is out of reach. "Shall we find our dear children and celebrate?"
were he able to lean into that kiss forever, but all sweet things must come to an end. quan has noticed ethlyn has something in her hands, and while physical affection was more than pleasant, he would be remiss to deny her the ability to give him her gift. besides, he would be lying if he said he wasn't even the smallest bit curious about what it could be.
when he opens the parcel, he unfolds it to better appreciate all the detailing that has gone into it. he runs his fingers over it, as if to feel the love that went into it, and a pleased hum seeps through him.
“ it's magnificent. i'll wear it with pride the next time i go out onto the battlefield; i promise you this. ” he ( attempts ) to fold it back into the box, sneaking another short kiss upon her lips once he is done.
“ i suppose we should. i can already picture altena's giving finn a hard enough time as it is. ” he chuckles to recall how clingy altena is to just about anyone; to be a child and able to so freely beg anyone of their attentions. “ let us go then. but before we do, let me give you my own gift. ”
from his pocket, he pulls out a much smaller box and hands it to her; in it is a pair of earrings that match the tiara he had bought for her back in miletos when he asked for her hand.
“ i don't have much of an eye for this kind of thing, but you seemed to like my proposal gift to you enough. happy day of devotion, my dear. ”
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he waits until everyone else files back inside , just barely restraining the anger simmering within . he keeps it subdued , like a sealed jar , only evidenced by how tightly his fists clench at his sides ------ they ball up with such force his hands shake . does he look like a monster to you ? the question echoes in his head , but the silence afterwards thunders louder in his mind still . claude had flirted with this topic before , and he’d allowed it to pass ... but now it had cost him , and unwittingly , he’d been pawned for claude’s personal motives . too far .
when they are the remaining two , cyril moves unnervingly fast , rough hands lashing out to grab his collar , rage boiling and overflowing as he lifts the prince clean off of his feet , shaking him violently and roughly pushing him into the wall .
❛ ------ what the hell was that , claude ?! ❜
@valorwilled . / plotted .
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He goes running across the monastery, his heart beating out of his chest. As soon as he heard news dimitri and dedue were indeed alive, and had returned to the monastery, he had dropped everything to run. He’s relieved, so relieved he could cry, but he’ll save that, instead opting to find dedue as quick as possible.
They had never been the affectionate type together, but he launches himself onto dedue once he spots him, hugging him as tightly as he can.
‘ Dedue ! ‘ He gasps.
‘ Oh, i’m so relieved ! I’m so happy to see you ! ‘
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Name: Edelgard von Hresvelg
Age: 24
Do you like to cuddle?: Yes
Can we make-out?: …if you would like to, I’m not opposed.
A night in or dinner out?: Admittedly, I’m more partial to the idea of a night in, but I can certainly be convinced otherwise.
Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: I should think we could have both if we wished–it is a special occasion, after all.
What makes you a good Valentine?: Truthfully, I’m still rather new at this and am unsure what, exactly, makes one a good valentine. But I care about you deeply, Marianne, and I’d like to take the opportunity to show you…and, perhaps, to spoil you a little bit, if you’ll allow me.
Would you cook for me?: ...I fear my skills in the kitchen remain underdeveloped. Perhaps it’s best that we try this another time.
Would you let me cook for you?: I’d be happy to have anything you made. If you’d like what assistance I can provide in the kitchen, I’m certainly happy to do that as well.
“ an most impressive application. ” a flush spreads to marianne’s cheeks, and a tiny laugh leaves them- lips curled in a small smile. “ i am more than honored to spend my day of devotion with you. ”
ID : day of devotion applications
STATUS : open
CONNECTING TO : edelgard / @valorwilled
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-ˏˋ @valorwilled → annette / sc
❛ That was a truly beautiful song, ❜ commented the princess; it was as if she had materialized out of nowhere. Realizing she might have taken the other girl by surprise, she blushed in embarrassment and bowed her head. ❛ Sorry for sneaking up on you, I heard some singing and I just had to see who it was. ❜
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@valorwilled / claude said to edelgard, “but we were something, don’t you think so?”
part of her so desperately wants to ask, is this the place to banter, but edelgard holds her tongue, and instead, hisses in pain. her sword driven into the dirt - somewhere distantly, she curses herself, curses thinking it would be best to meet the professor on an even playing field, sword to sword. she should have just kept aymr in hand, she should have just locked herself even higher, out of the throne room entirely; she should have just talked to him, wether at the parlay or back in their school days or right now.
but the time for talking has passed, at least, she thinks so. claude, he seems to disagree. all the levied arrows and magic has made her weak, and edelgard cannot understand why he lingers. if he thinks this is giving her mercy, all he’s gifted is a chance to defeat him. one of us must die today, if not by his hands, then by arundel.
“indeed,” she answers, voice hoarse, “we were.” and she emphasizes were. they are no longer anything, anything except enemies with a bitter longing buried under all the proper amounts of animosity. even if there was still something - and she tells herself, there is nothing there, not anymore, she has cut her heart out - claude could never love someone with such bloody hands.
“i suppose i must thank you, for my first love.” and her last, but she won’t say that. using her sword almost like a cane, edelgard tries to push herself up, to fight once more. “but do not think reminding me of it will...” she trails off, ever struggling upwards, catching his eyes. how cruel, her traitor heart still beats and longs for him, even as she tries ( fails ) to raise her sword against him. “... will make me go easy on you.”
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