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A flower for good luck {Drabble}

In his stay in Zaphias' castle and accompanying the young princess, it was a rare sight for Yen'fay to be seen inside Estellise's bedroom. Even being the stoic, calm-minded person that he was, the former dynast knew how awkward it would probably be for him to be inside a lady's personal bedroom - especially when that room belonged to one of the highest authorities in the entire Empire... Rather, the closest he was used to being near the princess' room was when Yen'fay leaned against the wall near the door, typically waiting for her to find a suitable change of clothes for a stroll through the castle's grounds or the rest of the city. There was another reason that he never had the courage to tell Estellise about, and those were the occasional times when the silver-haired man felt that the young woman was in danger. While the princess slept soundly in her room, Yen'fay had those restless nights in which he would sit right in front of her door like a dutiful guard, not having much faith in the castle guards that already littered the castle at all times. If anything, doing the job himself gave Yen'fay a sense of relief, and he would stay in front of the princess' door until his worried thoughts had vanished.

This time, it was a little bit different. During one of their walks, Princess Estellise made a note of Yen'fay's silver hair that was always tied up in a traditional ponytail except for when he slept or bathed. It was true that his hair did bear an unusual color, considering that he wasn't anywhere near the age to have a full head of gray, white, or silver hair. With a starry look in her eyes, she praised how well-kept it was and how the sun made it gleam remarkably. The stoic man was embarrassed to hear such kind and flattering words from the young woman, and he tried to assure her that it was nothing special at all. However, the amazed look in Estellise's eyes didn't change, and with a little bit of courage, she was even so forward as to ask her wannabe bodyguard to undo his ponytail. At first taken aback by such a question, the pink-haired princess promised that she would put his hair back up afterwards herself. One could swear they saw a bead of sweat fall from Yen'fay's brow as he deliberated the idea in his mind, but he knew that saying "no" to such an enthusiastic Estellise was next to impossible. He gave an awkward nod that was followed by a sigh, and Yen'fay soon found himself sitting in front of an ornate vanity mirror and table in Estellise's bedroom.

With his ponytail undone, Estellise was amazed to see the smooth, silver hair fall just a little past the former dynast's back, and she was reminded of her close friend and his own long, black hair. Yen'fay gave a nervous chuckle but was pleased to know that she was so fascinated by it, and a small smile was seen on the corner of his lips. With a very pink and flower-themed comb, Estellise ran it through Yen'fay's hair. The former dynast knew that if anyone else was doing this to him or watching, he would probably be able to physically feel his sense of pride and dignity fall. Nonetheless, the feeling of the comb running through his hair felt nice, and with his head a bit down and eyes closed, Yen'fay listened to the soft and subtle tune that Estellise began to hum. Several minutes passed as the man remained silent and responded to the girl's requests to turn or tilt his head. Time felt almost non-existent in Estellise's bedroom, and Yen'fay was surprised at the air of calm that surrounded him in such an opulent space.

Once she was done with combing, the pink-haired princess found the jet black tie that Yen'fay used. Her humming had ceased as she delicately held the tie in one hand and Yen'fay's hair in the other, praying that she wouldn't make a mistake. The man had a silent feeling of belief in the girl. To calm her shaking hands and urge her on, Yen'fay hummed his own tune - a simplified version of a traditional folk song from Chon'sin. It appeared to be working, since Estellise's hands had stopped shaking, and she was able to deftly tie her friend's hair back to what it was (after a few trials and errors...). She nervously asked the man to open his eyes and asked if she did a good job. With a nod and a pleased look that shown on the mirror in front of him, Yen'fay responded to her question.

"Aye, you did a fine job, Estellise. Truth be told, I have not had another do my own hair for me in a very long time. It was... relaxing. ...Hm? ... Aye, I suppose I can do that."

Estellise, as relieved as she was to know that she did a fine job, quickly asked Yen'fay to close his eyes again for just a moment. The man complied and wondered just what exactly she planned to do to him next. He heard a small rustle and soon felt something placed on the right side of his head near his ear. With an excited grin, the princess told her friend to open his eyes once again. The former dynast looked at his reflection to see that Estellise had put one the small, delicate flowers from Halure's tree in his hair. Yen'fay admittely felt that it was a bit femininzing, and with a stern but curious tone asked the girl why she did that. His frown then transformed into a smile when he heard Estellise's reason, and a small blush appeared on his cheeks. With a chuckle, Yen'fay gently tapped the flower with the tip of his finger and turned to give the princess a playful tap on her nose.

"Good luck, eh...? That is never a bad reason for such a gesture, Estellise. Aye, I thank you for your kindness, and I shall do my best to protect this little trinket... as I have promised to protect you."

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All I am is a man; I want the world in my hands {Drabble}

How long had it been since he'd come to this strange but enticing world? In all honesty, Yen'fay truly felt as though he had lost track of the time that had passed in the world that was known as Terca Lumireis. At the very least, enough time had gone by for the seasons to change, he knew that. He assumed it was spring when he first awoke in a field of newly-bloomed flowers and was met by the young princess whom he had begun to grow close to. And as the seasons advanced, so did the bond between Yen'fay and Estellise. Although she continued to insist on being called Estelle, the former dynast struggled with such informalities, even on a person whom he felt so close to. 

Spring may have been a time of freshly-bloomed flowers and relationships, but for Yen'fay, it was a time of adjusting to his surroundings. Princess Estellise was kind enough to guide and teach him the ways of the new, mysterious world, yet the man maintained an air of distance around many, including her. In the summer, he felt himself slowly enjoying Estellise's company more and more. The back of his mind continously reminded him to seek a way back to his own world, but he only tried to assure himself that perhaps the passage of time was much different between the two worlds. Nonetheless, he smiled and even laughed in the young princess' company. There then came the time when the two were traveling to the floral town of Halure and a trio of bandits appeared to steal the girl. Without a moment's hesitation, Yen'fay shielded the young princess behind him and drew his sword. The skirmish had ended, and the former dynast was simply glad that the girl was unharmed. He had, at the very least, been able to protect someone that he began to care for. 

Autumn was cool and pleasant, and the pair enjoyed walks around Zaphias castle's grounds along with their small travels to other locations, usually on foot. For him, the feeling was unfamiliar but strangely exciting to be camping out late at night, but Estellise seemed quite accustomed to the whole thing. She told stories about all of her travels she had with her group of friends, and the former dynast shared his own adventures that he had had when he was younger. During that entire season, they had managed to travel all the way from Zaphias to Dahngrest. Estellise ran into familiar and unfamiliar faces, and Yen'fay could only stoically stand next to her like a silent bodyguard. There were even times when he had to remind the young girl that they needed to continue on their journey if they wanted to arrive to their destination before the end of the season. Subtle smiles and muffled laughs came from the man when he noticed how social the girl was, but it somehow made it that much more protective if she really could be so naive at times... 

Finally, winter arrived. The pair had set up camp just near the foot of Ehmead Hill, and a well-layered blanket of snow rested all around the campsite. Even in such cold weather, the former dynast tried to maintain some of his pride that he held and only a light but comfortable jacket was draped over his shoulders like a cape. As for the princess, she wasn't handling the weather as well as she'd have liked to. The small, campfire crackled, and Estellise held her hands almost too close to the flame, earmuffs rested on her head and a warm, fluffy garb fitted to her. Even still, she was seen shivering and exhaling clouds of warm air from her mouth. As Yen'fay sat nearby attempting to meditate, he couldn't help but notice the princess' situation. He tried to focus on the falling snow and serene environment to aid in meditating, but Estellise's occasional sneezes and chattering teeth caused the stoic man to produce a sigh. Of course, it wasn't a sigh of annoyance but moreso one of resignation. 

He lifted himself from his lotus position and stepped over to where Estellise had curled up. His boots made a soft sound with each step in the snow until he stood right next to the princess. She seemed so preoccupied dealing with the cold that she didn't even seem to notice her friend and wannabe bodyguard undo his jacket cape and gently place it on her own shoulders. The warmth of the man's jacket eneveloped the young princess, gently warming her from her head to her fingertips. Yen'fay then proceeded to sit himself next to the girl and held both of her delicate hands in one of his larger, rougher ones while his other hand was placed on her head. The sleeves of the jacket were far too large for her hands to properly fit into, but Yen’fay only imagined and hoped that the extra cloth warmed her that much more. The warmth of Estellise's hands and cold of her head were a pleasant contrast with each other, and the stoic man cracked a barely-noticeable smile on his lips as he stared at the warm fire in front of him. He struggled to form his words for a moment until he finally spoke. 

"You need have only asked if you needed some extra warmth, Estellise... And, please try not to hold your hands too close to the flame. You had already hurt yourself once before doing that, and it would pain me to see you hurt yourself again... Do be more careful, aye?"

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OOC : Sorry for the long inactivity on this blog, haha... I should have made a note of this, but I’ve spent a very large majority of the time since I last posted staying with my boyfriend who lives out of state. I hadn’t seen him physically for 6 months, so I’ve been devoting most of my time with him. Anyway, it looks like I’ve been removed from the Citta Alveare’s masterlist, so if any of you guys from there want to unfollow this blog, there’s no hard feelings! I’m active on here right now, because I’ve been meaning to get to to a role play I’d been doing with a friend who’s not in the community and writing up a silly drabble with our characters, hahh... Hopefully I’ll come back to Citta Alveare sometime soon, but for now I’m content just laying low for a while longer. 

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OOC : I just finished the last final exam that I needed to do for the semester, so I’m now officially on my summer break! With that being said, please expect replies to come out over the course of today and tomorrow. Sorry about the absence, but especially around finals week, I try to make all of those things my top priority. Thank you for your patience!

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OOC : Ahh, hello again, everyone! I apologize for my absence again, but I’ve been in the last few weeks of my semester, so I’ve had all of that on my plate. Next week I’ve got my exams and a very important paper for a class due, so I might still be pretty occupied and unavailable. I’ll try to get to replies whenever I can, hah... Once next week is over, I’ll be completely free, though! 

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✖△

✖: A trait they despise in people.

Haha, there’s a few traits that Yen’fay probably really despises in someone, but I suppose an obvious one would have to be anyone that shows cowardice or has to cheat on the battlefield. In a larger setting, he may let something like that slide simply because he can’t control the actions of what a large group of opponents do on the battlefield, obviously. However if Yen’fay is ever having a one-on-one duel with someone, he expects that person to fight with honor and resolve. In his eyes, someone that runs away or uses a dirty trick in a duel doesn’t have any right to call themselves a warrior or anything of the sort. If his opponent is bested, he expects them to honorably surrender.

△: Views on lgtbq issues

This is a very interesting one… With a question like this, you have to take into consideration that Chon’sin and the people basically the older, traditional views of the people of what we would consider to be ancient Japan or China. As far as I know, things were pretty concrete and traditional, and anything related to LGBTQ issues were probably never spoken of publicly unless those people wanted to be labeled as deviants from the dated, societal norms placed on them. At the same time, Yen’fay is both traditional but worldly, philosophical, and free-thinking with his views and thoughts. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that he’s very progressive, but he does try to look at everything with an open mind as much as possible. He would probably side with those kinds issues and believe that people are, in the end, in charge of their own lives and should be free to express themselves however they want if they believe that is the right path to follow. Again, I’m choosing to have Yen’fay be open to romantic relationships to both men and women, because he sees relationships as a partnership between two people who wish to remain by each other’s side and experience the world rather than something bound by just gender or sex. 

[airabesque]

     ♫♪… ❝She is… to my knowledge, at least.❞ Olivia wished not to spread false information but she had heard word of the swordswoman and chanced a glance here and there. She could not speak to her whereabouts or her quality of life but at the very least, she could offer what she did  know to Yen’fey. 

     Establish a bond, offer friendship, and never let go of the way she had learned to hold her head high around her comrades. No matter the strange circumstances of this all. she could not let her life go to waste because of them. All her dreams and aspirations were still there, all the lessons she had learned, and the best way to foster her growth and ability to achieve them was to stay connected to her world, to herself. Yen’fey reminded her of her visits to Chon’sin as part of her dance troupe, and the calm joy she had felt for the country,

      ❝Once, she offered me tea from Chon’sin after putting up with my sparring practice. I am still not as keen with a sword as she but she is a lovely woman, just as her home, your home.❞ She missed the certain simplicity of those days for even amid the complexity of war, Olivia knew many truths of the world and the good it held. That was a more difficult concept here. 

      ❝Yet I rarely had the chance to speak with you. I regret that, There is a nice bakery around the way if you would care to join me and catch up…❞  

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While the young dancer spoke kindly of the former dynast's sister, Yen'fay remained quiet and still as he listened. Although he appeared to have an air of ease and calm, the swordsman would be lying if he wasn't internally keen to hear any news or comments related to his sister. Anything that could help Yen'fay remain assured that his sister was indeed alive in the new timeline and world that he had found himself in kept his worried thoughts at bay. To think that before being discovered Chrom's forces (along with Oliva and Say'ri) in that ancient, Chon'sinese tomb, Yen'fay was dealing with the unsettling death of his sister at Demon's Ingle in his own timeline. The reunion between the two siblings was... surprising for the former dyanst, to say the very least. And yet, Olivia's kind and even assuring words allowed Yen'fay to think about the softer, kinder memories he shared of sister and of Chon'sin, in which the pair were not only royalty but also esteemed warriors of the Sword. A soft smile appeared on the swordsman's face, and he felt both relief for his sister and a surge of pride for his beloved country.

"Thank you, Miss Olivia... It relieves me greatly to know that my sister appears to be alive and well. If you had received any sparring practice from someone like her, then I can confidently say that you were in very good hands.

Your fond words of my kingd- er, country, also feel me with relief and pride. The people of Chon'sin are a noble but simple kind of people, and I know that any appearance you have made must have graced the hearts of many of my people. I may no longer be the Yen'fay that ruled my beloved country, but I shall forever possess the pride and admiration of its people like any dynast, former or not, should."

Ending his words with a firm and solemn nod, Yen'fay's expression returned to his standard, neutral expression, but he was flattered that Olivia had offered to chat with him at a nearby bakery. Since she was the first person from his home world that he had encountered in the mysterious realm he now found himself in, it would do the swordsman good to discuss certain matters and simply chat with someone who so recently became an ally. Ironically, it was only some time ago that he and the dancer were on opposing forces, potentially clashing steel against each other.

“Aye, that sounds like a wonderful idea, Miss Olivia. I have spend the past few hours simply wandering this expansive city; t'would be an honor to share some tea and speak with you further."

In a show of typical, Chon'sinese politeness, Yen'fay held his arm out a bit for the young dancer to lock her own with. Although it was Olivia who would be leading the pair to the bakery, Yen'fay still took it upon himself to escort the young woman as need be.

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Send me a ツ to see a tweet my muse would post/make about yours

You can use this generator right here.

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6, 7

6. Is your mun a nice person?

“I would not say that ‘nice’ is perhaps the best word to use here. Aye, he certainly does not act rude or hurtful towards others, but I would believe that he much more passive of a person than anything else. In that case, I would say that he is a nice and kind person, although those traits do still bear a difference with words like naive and passive…”

7. Do you like your mun?

“There are quite a good amount of things I like about him, yet there are some parts to him that stifle me. In short, would say that I like him, because he is typically quiet, loyal, and and resourceful, traits that are very much respect among the people of Chon’sin. At the same time, his passive nature and complete disinterest of any conflict with his foes even when necessary contrast with what makes an true, ideal warrior in Chon’sin. A warrior may have a strong heart and mind, but he can only, truly act when he possesses the spine to do so.”

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Headcanons!

☠: Their worst habit.

☮: How they keep calm.

♥: How they show affection.

♕: Their most prized possessions.

★: Their favorite celebrity.

☼: Favorite season.

☁: How they feel about cold weather.

☻: Person who could without a doubt make them happy.

☹: A thought that makes them sad.

♫: Favorite music genres.

✍: A langauge they can speak.

✖: A trait they despise in people.

△: Views on lgtbq issues

ツ: A guilty desire of theirs.

☃: Would they build a snowman

[cittamemes]

[ Bold which of the two traits applies most to your muse! Note that these will not necessarily be opposites! ]

Ambitious // Vindictive

Self-critical // Selfless 

Idealistic // Relaxed 

Loyal // Innovative

Patient // Neat

Kind // Moody 

Fearful // Open

Frugal // Glamorous

Trusting // Confident 

Perfectionist // Patriotic

Methodical // Humorous 

Maternal/Paternal // Callous

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Send a # and my muse will talk about the mun

What drink did the mun have last?

Does your mun drink too much?

What do you think about your mun’s significant other or their crush?

What do you think about your mun’s friends?

What do you think about your mun’s shopping habits?

Is your mun a nice person?

Do you like your mun?

What’s your favorite thing about your mun?

What’s your least favorite thing about your mun?

Do you get jealous if your mun has other muses?

What do you think of your mun’s style?

What do you think about your mun’s music?

What do you think about your mun’s favorite TV show?

Do you think your mun would survive a zombie apocalypse?

What was the last thing your mun lied about?

What’s your mun’s favorite thread?

What do you think of your mun’s family?

What was the last movie your mun watched and did you like it?

What do you think about your mun’s sense of humor?

What is something you think your mun could change about themselves?

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Send a symbol to hear my muse talk about their

◌ Mother/Father (specify if you want)

▶ Sibling(s)

▣ Relatives

🔲 Best Friend

❥ Crush

◉ Dream(s)

◖ Ideal Partner

¡ Pet Peeves

☰ Occupation

✯ Perfect day

☂ Preferred weather

☢ Personality Flaw(s)

☑ A Favorite (book/movie/song/etc.)

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OOC : Gahh, sorry for not getting to my replies when I said I would... I wound up being a little more occupied than I thought for the past two days... I’ll be getting to them right now, though, and I’m open to answer any memes/prompts that anyone would like to send me in between posting! I believe I still owe posts for just Bansai, Yasuo, and Olivia, so those are what I’ll be getting to. 

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OOC : Sorry for not getting to replies in the past few days! I’ve been a bit busy with classes and exams, and I have to take an exam for an online class later today, hahh... I know that I owe replies for headphonehitokiri (Bansai), arabxsque (Olivia), and a starter thread for eternal-condemnation (Yasuo). I believe I’m still waiting on a reply from beowulfed (Beowulf), but there’s obviously no rush with that! Anyway, I’ll  try getting to those replies later in the evening when I finish my exam, so thank you all for your patience! 

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Rebirth|新生 {Intro/Open}

[headphonehitokiri]

How strange, this man seemed both at once someone to be wary of and someone to trust – or was it that Bansai was sensing strange things again, and managed to hear both at the same time without knowing which was true? Either way, the other was visibly cautious. With good reason, of course, due to the apparent differences in the worlds they had come from and the fact they were both armed. But it was not any sort of reaction he had hoped for. However many other people he had hurt, Bansai did not mean any harm now.

For the first time in a long time, he was given this chance to be harmless.

They thought the same thing, it seemed. “I should like to meet the people behind this, some time. I doubt they will prove quite so all-powerful as they think if confronted directly.”

Then came the introduction… he would do his best to remember that. Giving his own name was always a matter of some hesitation; back home, it was the name of a criminal and something to be used against him, but also a matter of some pride. Here there were none of the traditions he had observed in Japan, as well as no reputation for him yet, and he could be redefined entirely. There was a faint uneasiness in this thought, but that inability to decide was what pushed him to make a decision.

He bowed low, wondering whether the gesture meant the same thing to this man as it did to him, and answered softly, yet with a certain confidence: “I am called Bansai. How serendipitous it is that we would meet; I am also a wanderer and a swordsman.”

No need to mention that he’d hardly been a wanderer before arriving here, and he conveniently glossed over what exactly he had used his skills with the sword for – that was what he’d meant when he chose to redefine himself. He put his hands in his pockets, tilting his head slightly as he righted himself.

“What are you doing – might I ask? Simply enjoying the weather?” It seemed unlikely, and his tone expressed that, along with a casual curiosity.

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Yen'fay was relieved to know that he and the stranger were relatively on the same page when it came to their thoughts on these humans that were most likely responsible for stealing them from their worlds. Unfortunately, Yen'fay was well-aware that simply marching straight to their lair of his newly-declared enemy was neither the wisest or most logical method. If he wished to strike his foes, the task would have to be done after careful planning and caution. It was a common part of Chon'sin's philosophy to strike at the precise moment at an opponent, and this was no different. After all, if these humans possessed the ability to transport people from their worlds, then the potential of their strength was currently limitless. The swordsman still gave a silent nod to the stranger, not fully disagreeing with his words.

Then, the stranger gave a solemn, low bow to Yen'fay, and the former dynast had to admit that he was quite surprised to be shown such a gesture. The people of Chon'sin regarded a low bow as a show of deep respect, and unless the gesture was different in the other man's country, Yen'fay was humbled to be met with it. It brought up the bittersweet memories of life when he was still the king of his people, before the Conqueror had forced him to surrender his throne. As he remained seated in his lotus position on the cool grass, Yen'fay looked up at the man who had introduced himself as Bansai and flashed him a rare smile.

"Aye, well met, Bansai. It is indeed an unusual name, but each name bears a great significance to its owner, no matter how strange it may sound to foreign ears. To be in the presence of another wanderer and follower of the Sword is quite an honor."

Yen'fay followed his words with a bow of his own head, but he kept the gesture quite short, still prideful of his true status as a former dynast and general. He adjusted his posture and felt a cool breeze kiss his skin. Bansai asked the swordsman what he was even doing in the first place, to which Yen'fay calmly responded with his own words of wisdom.

"Enjoying the weather is a part of it, Bansai. When one is met with such a lovely display of nature's beauty, I find it difficult to simply ignore it.  Aye, something like this is a privilege in itself.

I was also meditating, you see. It's... an exercise that I've done over the course of my life to keep my mind calm. Now that I am met with a predicament I did not expect to find myself in, I was meditating in order to plan my next course of action."

[philosophy-quotes]

If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the results of a hundred battles.

Sun Tzu (via philosophy-quotes)