That picture of Federick between Chrom and Sumia with a condom just really makes me laugh.
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That picture of Federick between Chrom and Sumia with a condom just really makes me laugh.
“Your lord and lady? Like a prince and princess?” Such titles were only ever found in fairy tales where she was from. “Well when you do meet them, flowers will definitely make them feel at home, but you’ll have to look after them until then, withered flowers are no good.” She notes the heavy look upon his features, so she keeps a smile, soft curls shifting over her shoulders as she tilts her head slightly.
“You can just call me Aeris you know, but you came to the right girl, I think I know my way around by now,” gesturing for him to follow as she took a couple of steps. “I guess that means you’re kind of new around here then?”
“Aye,” He would say solemnly, his head pointed down as he remembered their faces. Looking to her he tilted his head. He had just intended on spending on flowers every day until they arrived. The thought never occured that he could keep them well preserved. He planned on using them for kindling at the end of the day. At the sight of her smile, he softens.
“Aeris. I see. I am Frederick, a Knight of Ylisse.” With a hand over his chest, he would dip into a light bow before the woman. Rising, he would smile. “I am in your care.”
Looking about the city, he would intake air, arms once again folded neatly behind his back.
“Yes. Is it too obvious? I certainly hope to venture it further...”
For the first time all day in the presence of this great knight, Ahri takes a step back to think about anything but her lady-like advances. Honestly, what does she want to do? Anything would do, but thinking deeply, she took into consideration all the options presented to her, as well as what ever her imagination could conjure. It was but a long pause that felt like hours even though it was merely a few seconds, but finally she came to a conclusion she was happy about - let’s go shopping.
“Frederick~? Have you heard of Sector 5?” she chimes her curiosity in such a s sweet and sultry manner. “I heard rumors that there’s a district dedicated strictly to shopping- wouldn’t it be fun to check out somewhere there~? Just think, we could uncover a whole adventure!”
…and here’s the final nail in the coffin. ♥
“..plus… I want to find something special, so I can remember this day with you~ is that okay..?”
Frederick’s brow raised. Yes, he’d accompanied his lord and lady many times on shopping excursions. He was quite well suited for the task, patience being a learned skill and valuable trait of his. With eyes closed, a smile, and a slight nod he would agree.
“I dare say, some perusing of wares may be best for me in this time...” He eyed his bamboo lance sternly, as if chastising it. as he looked to her, he felt a light hue spread across his face. Was she truly asking if it was alright with him? He couldn’t be happier that she would consider it a noteworthy day as it were.
“I’d be honored...”
With a slight gesture of his arm, he created a loop for her to take,whether she chose to or not would not offend him, though it was something Lady Lissa loved doing, it merely became habit.
grudge, law.
Grudge :: How bad does an insult go over? Do they hold a grudge long?
Insults upon Frederick are often looked over, deemed minuscule in comparison to an insult of his country or the family he serves under, and if you insult his prince you’ll never be able to live it down until Chrom tells him to stop.
Law :: What do they think about abiding rules? Are they selective about it?
Complete and total upholding of the rules. Rules run his life. The only time he’ll be selective of it is if told to yield by the actual ruler of the land. Even then, he won’t like it.
A-Z HEADCANONS FOR MY CHARACTERS
Alignment :: What would be their D&D alignment? How might it come into play? Beverage :: What do they most like to drink, and why? Co-Habitate :: Do they live with anyone? What’s “need to know” before moving in? Decor :: What kind of home do they keep? Are there any defining details? Escape :: What do they do to destress? How successful is it? Fluff :: What hits their soft spot? Does anything them into emotional goo? Grudge :: How bad does an insult go over? Do they hold a grudge long? Hobby :: What’s something they do for fun that might be surprising? Insomnia :: What’s their sleeping schedule like? Snorer? Sound sleeper? Jaded :: Do they buy into the “happily ever after” ideal? What’s their standard? Kin :: What’s their role among their relations? Do they consider others family? Law :: What do they think about abiding rules? Are they selective about it? Magic :: In a magic series or not, are they accepting, or is each instance a shock? Network :: Are they connected to the people? How much do they reach out to others? Offspring :: What kind of parent would they be? Would they prefer one, or multiple? Pistol :: Is this character skilled with a weapon? What’s their opinion of violence? Question :: How often do they feel doubt? What topics are they defensive about? Reminder :: How are they at remembering daily needs? What falls through the cracks? Sing :: Do they like music? Do they listen often/sing/hum/play songs in their head? Touch :: How do they handle contact? Is their personal bubble big? Upcoming :: How much do they think of the future? Do they make long-term plans? Vice :: What bad habits do they have? Is there something they would be ashamed of? Wardrobe :: What’s their fashion style? Do they have any staple pieces? X-Ray :: How’s their health? Any problem areas? Do they take care of themselves? Yack :: What’s their favorite thing to talk about? What do they go on about? Zodiac :: What’s their astro sign? Does it fit? What would you pick, if it’s unknown?
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Ears stand upright, attentive, at the sign of his pushed smile. She worries for just a split second, but it’s dismissed immediately as he explains himself in all earnestly. it would seem he knew not much more than she did. The city was a complex one after all. A mild disappointment.. but then again, what a better opportunity than the one presented to be able to take their time with this, together? She could think of none… or rather she chose not to. — and you can tell how delighted she is with that, just look at the grin forming to her lips. This particular knight had that mysterious effect.
“You took the words right out of my mouth~” she humors, finally choosing to close the gap between them. From face to face to side by side, she gives Frederick a good 360* look, showing off her glee with a twirl. It’s also worth noting she purposely brushed him with her tail- such a tease. He probably can’t feel them though his big, strong armor, but if anything could be taken away from it, surely one could tell it was a pass fit for a flirt. - those nines weren’t just for anyone to get close to.
“To be by your side Frederick.. it would certainly be an honor, and very much so a pleasure, and privilege~ Please, do lead the way.. As I mentioned before, I would have it no other way~” .
Her flirtations are not missed as he watches her every move. From the light bounce in her step to the flow of her hair, Frederick took it all, a smile spreading from cheek to cheek. Her tails wistfully scathing him as he watched them brush against his armor. Something about them didn’t seem odd.
Usually he was afraid of large ‘beasts’ but Ahri seemed nothing of the sort. He stepped forward, as if following their trail, stopping himself as she spoke. Her lovely voice seemed to linger in his ears as he he could only nod, wide eyed still by her presence. With arms behind his back he would oblige.
“Let us depart then, have you any sort of place in mind? A store? Market? Bakery? I have no destination in mind.”
All he knew was that he wanted to stay by her side.
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“Tactician. I’ve news from the front to report. If you will.”
The Knight said stepping into the tent, his arm bloodied as he stepped in with at least seven arrows stuck into him, face bloodied by his own or a stranger’s, he did not know. But all the same, he stood stoic and dignified. His pain refusing to show upon his face.
“It is urgent.”
He nods, thankful for the correction before he moves his foot. a part of the reason he doesn’t talk, people always point out the corrections.
“Thank you. Now as I was saying. Desist because your the one performing what people consider to be stupid at the moment. Do you know that there are tall buildings everywhere, who ever your planning on trying to find. they won’t see the fire. Ask people instead of doing something as stupid as starting a fire in area full of thugs and people with guns.”
“I’m very close to engaging you in combat, do you understand this? I’m a soldier with more than enough adequate training in controlling a fire.
You have no only so rudely interrupted me, but you begin to insult my intelligence and responsibility.
Such are mars against my honor and name and are in fact.... cause enough for a duel.
Yes, I understand what ‘guns’ are. It took very little to master their use. Crude and uncivilized miniature cannons. Nothing I have not fought against. Now leave.”
“This is a immensely bad idea. Decease at once.”
Stomps on your fire before it becomes bigger than a spark.
A metal clad hand shoots faster than a bullet at the ankle of the usurper.
“The word. You are looking for. Is. Desist. And if you dare try to impose your idiocy on me again, you will know the true meaning of the word; decease.”
“Hey! You’re here!” Glance.
“Watcha doing? Playing a game?… Can I play?”
“Not necessarily. I am trying to find the rest of us imprisoned here. By creating large fires. Very. Large. Fires. Care to help?”
“…!”
“FREDERICK!”
“Blast. Foiled again...”
“Hello, Nowi. I’m glad you’re safe.”
Kicks sticks behind him.
“... As long as my fellow shepherds are not here... I shall create a beacon. Multiple beacons. They are bound to see my smoke signals.”
❀ Honestly, if she could afford to be more forward, the dancer would have jumped at the opportunity. Were she emotionally in a position where she wouldn’t have to inconvenience anyone by, say, hiding behind them, she definitely would have preferred not to. And yet… here they were, a looming knight and hidden maiden.
“Y-Yes, we should move somewhere else, shouldn’t we…?” Lurking in his shadow, she made a point to speak upward, as he was a much taller individual than she was personally… and that was before she crumpled up like a piece of paper from her own anxieties. It would probably be better for Frederick if they spoke in a place where they could actually converse… face to face.
“There’s a little cafe down the street that’s seldom busy… would that s-suffice?”
Frederick never minded, it was always his duty to protect his comrades and friends. Though, Olivia certainly always needed quite a bit of protection. He was never sure why. Though he did enjoy their talks, as well as how he enjoyed being of use to her.
He was always afraid that she feared him.
“It would be most agreeable.” He would turn his head, tilting it toward her so he could maintain some form of eye contact. It was impolite and improper to not do so when speaking to a lady. Or anyone.
“It is amenable to me. Allow us to depart.”
With that Frederick would turn about face,a fist at his lower abdomen as he made a crook of his arm for her to take. He knew Olivia would want something or rather someone to hold on to. He would try to provide her with that security. It was only proper.