branching out

closed rp Sakura (Fire Emblem Fates) ❀ Blue Lions student affiliated with TheOfficersAcademy

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another kiss prompt

a kiss to make up for an argument

a dominating kiss to end an argument 

a gentle kiss to ask forgiveness 

a kiss against shoulder blades as arms wrap around from behind 

a kiss against the shoulder after waking up beside each other 

a kiss to distract

a kiss against tear stained cheek

a kiss on the brow 

a kiss where they’re both covered in blood

a kiss after one muse has killed for the other 

a kiss after one muse has injured the other 

a kiss between enemies who should be fighting 

a kiss between exes who meant to walk away 

a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling 

an adoring kiss because the other is rambling 

a kiss to end sexual tension 

an angry kiss 

a tearful kiss 

a kiss to prove a point 

a hesitant kiss 

a kiss from one muse who should be afraid of the other 

a kiss from a muse who the other should be afraid of 

kisses scattered along hardened jaw to try and sooth 

a kiss as if trying to answer a question 

a kiss between furrowed brows to try and comfort 

a kiss from someone the other didn’t think thought of them that way 

a kiss that says thank you 

a kiss on the corner of the mouth,  hoping for more but expecting nothing 

an exploratory kiss,  testing the waters between them 

a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep 

a kiss against the cheek after discovering the other is napping 

a platonic kiss just meant to express overwhelming emotion 

a kiss to comfort both parties

a kiss stemmed from relief 

a kiss to make the other believe professed feelings 

a possessive kiss to remind the other who they belong to 

a possessive kiss to show the world they belong to each other

a kiss stemmed from jealousy 

a kiss to make someone else jealous 

a biting,  passionate kiss 

a kiss against the neck which feels more like a bite,  teeth bruising skin 

a desperate kiss as if they are convinced they’ll slip through each other’s fingers 

a kiss to make each other feel alive 

a kiss stolen away in a corner,  ignoring crowds 

a kiss after being pulled into an alley to have a moment to themselves 

a kiss after grabbing the other’s arm and pulling them back close 

a kiss to convince the other to stay 

a kiss like they’re trying to convince the other to love them 

a hopeful kiss in the rain

a desperate kiss in the rain 

an angry kiss in the rain 

a possessive kiss in the rain 

a playful,  happy kiss in the rain 

a passionate kiss stemmed from previous heartbreak in the rain 

a kiss in the rain to make up like it’s a damn romcom 

a kiss in the rain filled with the foreboding of a goodbye 

a kiss to make the other stop being stubborn 

a kiss after treating a wound 

a defiant kiss 

a kiss between partners in crime in front of someone they hold captive 

a kiss to anger a third party 

an adrenaline filled kiss shared after committing a crime 

a surprise kiss just because the other couldn’t stop thinking about it 

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children are our future and likely our doom (authority +1) goldoandragonprince​:

Kurth shifted through his notes one more time, trying to remember everything that they would have to do. What exactly did beorc children eat for snacks? Would a raw fish be acceptable? Did they need to nap, or would they be fine until the early hours of the morning? How much of an injury could they sustain before they went crying to their parents? He sighed softly, beorc children were so much more fragile than laguz - or even branded - children. You couldn’t just chuck them off a cliff and expect them to be all fine and dandy afterwards. They had to be watched over during every little second compared to laguz children who were left mostly to their own devices most of their childhood. Gah, why did this all have to be so complicated? And then he would have to teach these children on top of that. What was he supposed to do if he accidentally injured one of them? Would they die??? Sakura approaching him jolted him out of his spiraling thoughts, bringing him back to the reality that they now face.

“Ah yes, we should get going. Apologies for taking so long with these.” He gestured the papers in the air before shoving them into his bag. It would be quite embarrassing for a beorc to see his extensive notes on their habits and mannerisms. Quite embarrassing indeed.

“Are you ready to go little one?”

Little one? But… huh. Sakura knows that Kurthnaga is her professor, but she hadn’t considered herself to be that much younger than him, if she was younger than him at all. It makes her face heat up in embarrassment, but there are far more important things to deal with now than a slighted ego… even if she had thought that she grew out of her baby face.

“Um, I’m almost ready… I think.” As ready as she can be, with no proper teaching experience, and no direction. “I just have one question. F-For my demonstration of… faith magic…” Still an odd term in her mouth, but one she’s committed to using, so she doesn’t confuse the children here. Terms must be used consistently for them to stick in young minds. “I was wondering… if you have any minor injuries I can heal? I mean! I was going to ask the children, I’m sure one of them will have a scraped knee or something of the sort, but I just thought… It might be better to demonstrate on you first?” It would be a show of good faith, in case any parents watching had hesitations. Sakura had been led to believe that the church was trusted, and the Academy by proxy, but one could never be too safe, especially when children and family were involved.

“It would just have to be a small cut, maybe a burn. If you don’t have any… or you don’t want me to… then I suppose I c-could just ask the children.” Looking at her professor, she isn’t sure if he’s even the kind of person to have minor scrapes and burns. He didn’t seem clumsy like her.

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one girl’s trash is another man’s treasure

Hope you’ve been brushing up on your cartography skills: it’s time to grab your mapping supplies and set out. This is new territory to everyone, so travel with care and hang tight to your map- oh. There it goes, perhaps lost forever… wait! There it is! Oh. Huh. This isn’t your map… but it is a map, albeit a crude one. The most important thing of note on it, aside from the fact it seems to loosely detail your surroundings, is that nice big red X in the corner.

There were plenty of people in Sakura’s life who had excellent navigational skills. She could think of many off the top of her head; Takumi, Hinoka, Hana… the list could go on. She didn’t know how well they could read maps, but they were all able to traverse the land – or sky – without issue. It was something she admired about them greatly, a skill that she wished to develop, and thus she was grateful when one of her assignments included a map that she needed to follow and fill out parts of. It was difficult work, and her head was swimming enough to require a break, but she loved the feeling of progress and improvement as she worked through it. Which was why, as her break ended and she reached for her map once more, she was so completely devastated to find it missing.

“O-Oh no… oh no!” She scrambled to her feet and looked around, desperately wishing that it would appear. Had it blown away, or been picked up by a passerby? No, it wasn’t likely, so it had to be around here somewhere. She just misplaced it, which meant that she could find it easily, right? Right.

She nearly wept in relief when her eyes caught on a piece of parchment just a few feet away from where she’d been resting, caught in part of a bush. Perhaps it had blown away, after all. Except, when she wrestled the map out of the branches and opened it back up, it… it wasn’t her map. Her nose scrunched up in annoyance as she glared down at it. Where had this even come from?! She supposed she’d have to ask her professor for another copy of the assignment and start all over… all because she’d been thoughtless for a few minutes! 

She was so caught up in the tangle of frustration and bitter, bitter annoyance that she hadn’t realized someone was walking up behind her.

@disgracedvessel

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children are our future and likely our doom

You’ve co-taught your peers, now it’s time to take it to the next level! A nearby village has had enough of their unruly children behaving like gremlins and have begged the church for aid. Their hope is that a little bit of learning might sate their unrelenting energy for a moment or two - and if not, well, at least they’ll have a day’s respite to gather themselves back up.  Grab a partner and a lesson plan and meet your new students, and maybe take care not to lose any of them. [Grants Authority +1]

Looking out at the crowd of children, all restless and full of energy, Sakura wondered again why it was that Professor Kurthnaga asked for her help. She shot him a nervous glance, but she couldn’t even tell whether or not he saw it, with how absorbed he was in his last minute preparations. Maybe it was better if he hadn’t, so she didn’t lose face in front of one of her professors.

It’s not that Sakura was bad with children. She had said as much when the professor asked if she would accompany him into a nearby village to teach its children – a mission from the church, apparently – and she meant it. When she was training as a priestess, in her later years, the younger girls would often come to her for help. But those instances were one-on-one, just her and an eager young priestess-in-training who would ask for her advice on something she had practiced for years of her life.

This was as far from her experiences at the shrine as it could get. This was a mob of children who looked more interested in escaping this lesson than learning it, and a professor that she had a hard time communicating with.

“Are you a-almost ready?” Sakura asked Professor Kurthnaga quietly, her fingers twisting around themselves as she fidgeted nervously.

@goldoandragonprince

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[BUMP] the sender accidentally bumps into the receiver.

Something collides with his chest. Or someone, rather. He expects a quick apology - it was their fault but there's no harm done. Ares expects social niceties and finds himself ill-equipped to deal with one of his classmates apologising as if her life depends on it. She looks as if she might cry.

Surely he isn't that intimidating.

Ares reaches a hand out and leaves it hovering above her shoulder. He doesn't wish to touch her, not without permission at the very least. He's never been very good at comforting people with words though.

"Hey, hey now. Stop apologising." Oh no, that was too harsh, wasn't it? "I mean you don't need to, things are fine. I'm fine, you're fine. Wait, are you hurt?" His voice hitches slightly in panic. She's much smaller than he is and likely rather delicate given the way she carries herself. There's no visible sign of injury though.

"If you are, I'll take you to the infirmary. I'm sorry - I should have been looking where I was going. Please don't be upset."

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Bumping into Ares isn’t a death sentence, Sakura knows that. He’s just tall, and a little imposing, a little rough around the edges. It’s not like she has any problem with him, not even close, but that doesn’t matter when she’s been so careless as to run right into his chest. She doesn’t know enough about him to be so scared of him, but that doesn’t stop her.

She’s throwing out apologies before she can even think about it, something she would do with even the kindest of souls, so long as they were a stranger, but she can admit to herself that they’re a little more frantic in the face of someone so…

His opening words stop her apologies in their tracks, but do nothing to calm her pulse, beating a quick, painful rhythm. It’s only his words after that, ‘–things are fine. I’m fine, you’re fine. Wait, are you hurt?’, that make her breath start to come easier. ‘Please don’t be upset.’

He looks almost as alarmed and uncomfortable as her. If she wasn’t still recovering from her fear, it would be enough to make her laugh.

As it is, she lays a hand over her heart and takes a deep breath. “I-I-I-I’m fine!” Oh gods, not deep enough of a breath, clearly. She tries another one, and then another. “I’m… not hurt,” she forces out slowly. 

“I-I don’t need to go to the infirmary, but… th-thank you! And… I’m so sorry!” Sakura bows, and when she straightens, she keeps her eyes averted, resting on his neck rather than his eyes.

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search for a hair ornament (sakura + velouria) velouriavonwolfchild​:

“Eat with me. That’s why I was trying to get through the crowd in the first place.” She hadn’t gotten to eat breakfast this morning because she had woken up too late to make it to the dining hall in time. She was practically starving, a young wolfskin of her age had to eat at least five times a day and she hadn’t eaten at all yet. “By the time we’re done eating, it should clear up enough for the scent to be more noticable.” If she didn’t get something to eat right now, she was going to run back outside and start eating those fish. “Also, the dining hall has great food.”

“Eat with you…?” Sakura blinked at the request. Was it a request? Was that really that this girl asked in return for helping her in her time of need? “Yes, I-I suppose I could do that.” It didn’t hurt that Sakura had only a light meal earlier in the day, and that she could see some of the kitchen staff preparing sweets from where they were standing. Hopefully her new friend wouldn’t require her precious sweets as compensation as well… she didn’t know if she could give them up. In her sugar pining and mental planning, Sakura doesn’t realize that the wolf girl just confirmed that she was going to literally sniff around for her hair ornament. “I can grab the food, i-if you want to find us a seat?”

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dodging dragons [bow +1]

dragon-kiddos​:

If there was a game on campus, Kana was all over it. It doesn’t matter if it was school-wide or a private thing among friends; by sign-up or first-come, first-serve only; elaborate rules or only one; Kana was there. Dodgebow was no different. Had he ever held a bow before in his life? Absolutely not, but that wouldn’t stop him now.

After suiting up in protective gear—because even foam-tipped arrows could back a real punch—and adorning himself with a sick pair of protective goggles, princeling turns to princess, a serious expression on his face. His bow—a “kiddy” version, in comparison to the ones taken onto the battlefield—hangs loose in one hand, while his quiver sits nicely at his hip, not unlike the sword that normally took its place.

“I don’t need a head start,” he says, his expression remaining placid for a mere few moments before a grin stretches across his lips. “Are we gonna go one-on-one, or against another team? If we’re fighting against each other, we could do a sort of scavenger hunt thing, where we have a limited time to collect something, and then if we come across one another and shoot, then we have to freeze for ten seconds!”

He’s just spit-balling, but it could work. “Or, it’s just a matter of point rack-up—we just go at it for, like, five minutes, and whoever has made the most shots by the end wins!”

In all honesty, Sakura was relying on the possibility (probability) that Kana would have more ideas for this game than she would. She was excited to play with her nephew, of course! It’s just that games and thinking of fun things were not her specialty, not by a long shot. Though she had her moments of ingenuity while playing around with her retainers, she was more likely to follow along with what was put in front of her. 

She catches herself before she can sigh in relief at the ideas that he’s offering up. “I think a point rack-up would be fun! Perhaps after that, we can try the scavenger hunt, or… find some others to play against. I’m afraid I was unable to approach anyone about that.”

As much as she had loved the idea of teaming up with her nephew, she couldn’t bring herself to seek out others to make it happen. Next time, she told herself. Next time, she’d make sure they had the most fun possible.

This time, she hums and does one last check on Kana’s protective gear, and then smiles innocently. “So, whoever hits each other more in five minutes, right?” Sakura tilts her head with the question, taking out an arrow as if to look it over. She had been appraising the equipment enough that she hopes it’s not obvious. Then, as quickly as she can, she nocks an arrow and points it at Kana’s thigh, only pulling back enough to shoot it the short distance between them – devious as she’s being, she doesn’t want to risk hurting him, even with his leg guards.

“Go!” Sakura squeaks out, letting the arrow loose and turning to sprint away. She knows Kana’s reflexes are likely better than hers, in spite of his inexperience with bows, and is going to take every advantage she can get for now. She was never as good at climbing trees as some in her family, so she instead weaves between them, looking for a spot to hide out until she can get an eye on Kana again.

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velouriavonwolfchild​:

search for a hair ornament (sakura + velouria)

Velouria nodded. “Of course I’ll help, but we should probably wait a little bit.” The crowd would calm down soon enough, it was always busy around this time of the day, people desperate to get to their friends to eat lunch or whatever. “I’ll be able to sniff it out just fine once there isn’t so much going on out there.” The crowd’s scent was just too overwhelming for her to even begin to look for it right now, she would just get dizzy, not to mention the fish. Those damned fish. “I know what it feels like to lose something precious… so I could never abandon someone else looking for something.”

Sakura’s relief was only solidified at the confirmation, and her posture loosened slightly. Not only did she have someone to help, but someone who understood what she was feeling and how important this was to her. Though… what the girl said was a little… interesting. “You’ll be able to… sniff it out?” Sakura’s head tilted as she asked. She supposed it could be an expression, an idiom of sorts, but looking at those fluffy ears, she wasn’t sure. “Well… while we wait… i-is there anything you can think of that I can repay you with for your help?” If they didn’t find what she lost, Sakura still believed in giving back when things were given, even if it’s effort without desired outcome.

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dodging dragons [bow +1]

@dragon-kiddos​

When Sakura heard about Dodgebow, she had the sad feeling that she wouldn’t get the chance to play it, despite how badly she wanted to. It just wasn’t something she would ordinarily partake in, and there weren’t many people she knew who would want to play with her. The obvious candidate, Takumi, was still back home, and hearing people talk about their Dodgebow matches just made her miss him more and more, still not used to being so far away from him and the rest of her family. But the topic of family brought another possible player to mind… and it was one who would have more fun with the game, AND who wouldn’t beat her within five minutes of it starting. Well, she hoped, anyway.

She wasn’t surprised when Kana agreed to play, and his excitement, of which there was plenty, was contagious. Being able to play around with him always made Sakura feel lighter, younger, like she hadn’t seen some of the things she had. She found herself beaming from ear to ear as she loaded up the blunted arrows and secured her quiver. She gave Kana a quick once-over to make sure they were both suited up, and then gestured to their little section of the forest, set up for the game. “Did you want a head start? Or – oh! – did you want to add any extra rules?” She had heard of others adding a little twist to the game, and she assumed that people were betting on their outcomes, though that wasn’t something she would bring up herself.

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search for a hair ornament (sakura + velouria)

velouriavonwolfchild​:

Velouria laughed softly. “I feel you on that. It’s so hard to endure this crowd when I’m so hungry…” Damn those fish. And the thing she dropped… that had to have Velouria’s fault. She sniffed the air softly, searching for a nearby metallic scent with a trace of flowers on it, frowning softly as she didn’t exactly succeed. There was too much going on in this crowd to be able to pay attention to one specific scent. “I’ll help you look for it, but first, we should find somewhere a bit more quiet.” She tugged the small girl through the crowd and into the dining, breathing a sigh of relief to finally be away from those fis- er she meant all the buzz of the crowd. “What exactly did you drop?”

“You’ll help me?” Sakura asked, curious and hopeful, before being pulled along to the dining hall. She looked over her shoulder one more time, but the crowd was just too quick-moving to parse, and she couldn’t make out anything useful. Once the two girls came to a stop, Sakura breathed a sigh of relief and gave the wolf girl her full attention. “It’s, um, it’s a hair ornament, and i-it’s shaped like a branch from a cherry blossom tree,” she explained, hoping that her description would help. There was a chance that it’d be too late before they had the chance to search properly, but it felt so much better to have someone on her side. “It’s very important to me, so I really appreciate your offer to help!” she declared with a slight bow.

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[OFFER] "I thought I would eat this but my stomach started bothering me. I would hate for it to go to waste...would you like it?" Deirdre offers her dessert--peach sorbet--with a friendly smile.

Sakura always mourns her desserts after she finishes, but that could never stop her from digging into them with an enthusiasm rarely matched in any other part of her life. She couldn’t help herself! They were the perfect pick-me-up when she needed a boost, as well as the perfect way to wind down at the end of the day, much like now. Her saghert and cream had really hit the spot…! But all good things must come to an end.

"I thought I would eat this but my stomach started bothering me. I would hate for it to go to waste...would you like it?" Deirdre offers her dessert--peach sorbet--with a friendly smile.

Oh… oh… Sakura eyes the peach sorbet with hungry eyes, then looks at Deirdre with an expression that could only be described as pleading, though the sorbet was being offered freely. “Really? I can have it?” She waits for confirmation and then happily plucks it from Deirdre’s hands, and a grin spreads over her face before she can even take a bite. “Thank you so much! It really would have been a shame for it to get thrown away.” Sakura picks up the spoon and is about to take a bite before she realizes something and turns to Deirdre once again. “And I really hope your stomach feels better!”

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continuing from [Compliment]

@velouriavonwolfchild​:

Velouria cocked her head in confusion, sometimes humans said stuff she really didn’t understand. “How is it ironic…?” Come to think of it, what did ironic even mean? Gah, her head hurt. Stupid humans and their stupid need for big words. Why couldn’t there just be simpler words that meant the exact same thing? Words that she could actually understand. “I don’t get it.”

Oh! Well, now Sakura felt silly for assuming that Velouria knew the meaning of her name. Or that the connection was obvious, if she did know. Come to think of it, she herself didn’t know much about the Wolfskin, so it made sense that Velouria might not know much about Hoshido. “W-Well, in Hoshido, cherry blossoms are also called sakura!” she explained. “My parents saw one in bloom, a short time after I was born, and apparently they decided to name me after it right then and there.” She smiled, remembering the story her brother had told her. “So, it’s funny that you think that’s what I smell like.”

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[PICK] the sender helps pick up something the receiver dropped.

He nearly misses the little pouch nestled between a flower bed. Summer's last remnants cling desperately to life despite autumn's golden hues bleeding into whatever flower petals remain.

Prince bends over, plucking the pouch out from the stems. Drawstrings are not pulled shut; Leo catches a glimpse of...red bean mochi?

Sakura.

The timid, nervous princess hiding an iron will has arrived as the academy? Their brief interactions in the aftermath of the war laid the seeds of friendship enough that Leo gleaned only one person in Hoshido adored this treat enough to carry it around.

Leo pulls her bag closed. As if summoned into being, the princess herself rounds the corner, eyes glued to the ground.

"Princess Sakura," he greets, a tiny smile playing about his lips. "I believe you dropped this?"

Sakura feels a bit foolish for forgetting her red bean mochi in the spot where she had been soaking up the summer’s end sun earlier, but it’s a beautiful day, so the trek back to retrieve it is more of a lovely stroll than a hassle of any kind. She’s smiling peacefully, unassuming, when she closes in on where her treat had been forgotten, only to be met with a welcome surprise.

“P-Prince Leo!” she stops mid-stride, struck simultaneously by the fact that he’s here and the fact that he is smiling at her, a slight curve to his lips that had been directed at her before, but was no less pleasing to see now.

Sakura had been scared of him at some point in the past, but their talks after the war ended made her more at ease with him than she could have expected. She’s still intimidated by him, by all he’s accomplished in his life and his magical prowess, but it’s a relief that the person who found her special stash of red bean mochi was him, when so many alternatives were a million times more mortifying. “Did you really guess it was mine, before you even saw me?” she asks, giggling despite herself. So, he knew about her sweets addiction somehow… It's not surprising, knowing how observant Leo is, but it is a little embarrassing. Perhaps Corrin had mentioned it to him?

“I didn’t even know you were here at Garreg Mach…” It’s a bashful admittance, followed by her usual nervousness at having spoken without thought. “Not that it’s b-bad to see you or anything! I just didn’t know… and I’m, um, really happy to see you!” And she blushes, because while she truly is happy to see him, she has once again said more than she set out to.

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[LIVE] the sender bandages the receiver’s wound +reverse!

Sakura bit her lip as she carefully wrapped the bandages around Lucina’s arm, and her eyes flicked up to Lucina’s face, attentive to any discomfort she might display. Were the bandages too tight? Was she being careful enough not to jostle the wound? Sakura had full confidence in her abilities, but it never hurt to pay attention to such things, and it seemed distinctly important in this case. She hadn’t seen exactly how Lucina got hurt, having stumbled upon the heroine after the fact, clutching her arm with a displeased, though not pained, expression. It hadn’t occurred to her that there was any other option but to approach Lucina and offer to take care of the injury so that she wouldn’t have to attempt the process of bandaging herself one-handed.

Sakura tied off the cloth and lifted the heroine’s arm to get a better look, once again careful with her movements. She nodded to herself, and then brought herself to meet Lucina’s eyes, for what was definitely one of the first times since they had been acquainted. Lucina was just intimidating enough that Sakura found herself nervous when she spoke. “All done…! The bandages shouldn’t, um, hinder your training. B-but you should still be careful with it! Oh, I’m sure you already know this… Just, please don’t hesitate to come to me if you need it looked at again!” She folded her hands in her lap and gave Lucina a shy smile before averting her eyes.

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[SLEEP] auntie (wibbles)

[SLEEP] the sender falls asleep on the receiver.

Spending time with Kana always warmed Sakura’s heart. She felt lucky to be able to see him so much after he had been taken out of his Deeprealms, to be able to spend time with yet another member of her expanding family, even if she understood that the circumstances weren’t the best. She had her worries, about Kana’s health and about what he may have experienced during the war, but she knew well enough not to dote on him too obviously, or to comment on such things. It was something they had in common, the frustration of being treated like a fragile child.

Her understanding of this was why it meant so much to her when he let himself cuddle up to her and lay his head on her shoulder, depending on her in a way that most people often did not. She ran a hand through his hair, careful of his adorably pointy ears, and shifted so that he could rest a bit more of his weight on her.

When he mumbled a quiet, wibbling, “Auntie…” as his eyes slipped shut, Sakura felt as if she had just been given a precious, priceless gift. Her heart threatened to split right in two with the immensity of the familial love that bloomed within, and she continued to pet his hair until he was completely knocked out, and well after that, until her eyes began to feel heavy as well. It couldn’t hurt for her to take a little nap with her nephew, could it?

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[CATCH] the sender catches the receiver before they trip - "woah, careful there!"

If ever there was a bad place to trip, it was the training grounds. Sakura had just put her training bow up and was walking out for the day when it happened; she passed by Arthur while he continued to practice his magic, and the strong gusts of wind caught her by surprise enough to make her unsteady on her feet. It wasn’t going to be a horrible fall, she thought, but then she was surprised again when the mage took notice of her fumble and intercepted her descent. His reflexes were impressive, and she blinked up at him in astonishment.

“Woah, careful there!” he said, helping her steady herself. As simple as that.

Sakura smiled gratefully and nodded her head. “Thank you, and… sorry, for interrupting your practice. It was very impressive!” she praised shyly.

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[COMPLIMENT] the sender compliments the receiver.

"You know, you smell like cherry blossoms."

Sakura was taken off guard by the statement thrown her way, unsure that she was the one being addressed until she noticed that Velouria was looking right at her. Somehow, she wasn’t nervous at being stared at like that, and it was a lovely compliment. She thought that cherry blossoms smelled quite nice, and she knew that others did too; her sister had once favorably described it as being the smell of spring, and Sakura had to agree, so it was astoundingly flattering to her, even if it looked like Velouria was just stating what she found to be the truth. Still, she found herself giggling at the compliment, if only for the obvious coincidence. She covered her mouth with her hand as if that would stop her or muffle the noise, but she knew that her eyes showed off the smile she was wearing quite well. “S-Sorry, I mean, thank you! It’s just… that’s so kind of you to say, but… kind of ironic, don’t you think?” When she lowered her hand from her mouth, she was grinning brightly.