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1. aggressive/angry kiss
“I told you, Kamui. It’s fine-- my duty is to ensure your safety.” Those words echoed in his head for the longest time, and refuse to stagnant in their importance. It bugged him, honestly, that his childhood friend-- no, his best friend had no regard for his own safety and was so selfless. While he admired his altruistic personality and his unlimited kindness, and even envied his lack of self-preservation... he couldn’t help but get angry.
Once again, Silas came to the rescue and narrowly took a hit for him. A frown tugged at the prince’s lips, eyes narrowing into slits at his adversary-- only for them to fixate on his bleeding friend instead. Eyes grew wide once more, as he furiously looked around in search of a healer. Unfortunately, Elise wasn’t around-- she was on the other side of the battlefield, presumably.
Remaining fueled with distaste for Silas’s recklessness, he searched his own body for perhaps just one vial filled with replenishment. Upon finding one, he visibly sighed out of relief and popped its top off and offered it to Silas, who had taken himself to laying on Kamui’s lap (due to Kamui’s insistence). Silas, albeit barely conscious, shook his head-- probably insisting that Kamui keep it instead.
“Silas, I’m sick of this! Haven’t I told you that you need to care for yourself?” Kamui hissed, red eyes aflame with rage, but conceded and took a large sip of the vulnerary. However he didn’t swallow the liquid. The concept seemed... a little unsanitary for his tastes, but he wasn’t sure there was any other choice. Well, he swore he saw something like this in a book before. It ought to work, right? His determination resolute, he yanked Silas’s head from his lap and crashed his lips into the knight’s-- and luckily for him, his mouth was open from protesting-- then transferred the medicine (and his spit, ew) to Silas.
Pulling away, he glanced away, as an inferno blazed across his cheeks, and he found his face redder than the best tomato crops found in Hoshido. “I... I’m sorry, that was out of line wasn’t it? I-- I was just... really mad. Sorry SIlas, that’s so awkward. I’m a guy. And you’re a guy. And. Guys don’t usually kiss?”
bro…
lilith!! you should’ve enjoyed your youth too, you fool!!!
“I didn’t know we can vote for a leader! If I ever rule, I think I’d want to make Nohr into a democracy...”
“I hope this can at least suffice. I can only hope it’s edible.” Kamui lamented with a sigh, eyes flipping over to meet the dish he prepared on the table. He couldn’t consider himself a decent cook at all, if anything, he was average. “I should really consider leaving the cooking to other people.”
quick scribble of the love of my li fe _(:3」∠)_
Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest - Dusk Falls (Fire)
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I’m so sad tonight (via nevertrusttheworldx)
“Maybe I should’ve looked at the tag before buying this... I don’t think anyone would feel flattered when receiving this.”
「♛」— @wielderofbrynhildr || starter call! (closed) ;
Eyes shift back and forth from the stack of tomes piled in his hands to the legendary tome, Brynhilder that sat comfortably in his younger brother’s. Scratching his chin with widened eyes, Kamui settle onto blankly staring at the stack of magic books for amateurs. The thing was, despite his supposed ability to wield tomes due to his new status of being the Nohr Royal class, he found himself to be rather lacking in his magic growth. Maybe he just wasn’t cut out to wield it-- the thought made him frown.
“Leon,” he deadpanned, cheeks dusted with a familiar red tint. Hesitant in his movements, he stopped himself from locking eye contact with Leon, hoping that he doesn’t notice his anxiety. “How did your magic become so powerful? As you can tell, I’m more of a strength person myself.”
「♛」— @radiantfarfalla || starter call! (closed) ;
“Lucina, I noticed that you never look at Odin, Lazward, and Luna. Why’s that?” He questioned, dipping his head to the side as he tried to make sense of the mystery shrouding her. It was interesting, he had to admit, and it wasn’t exactly a far-cry from how fuzzy the three’s histories were. From what he heard from his siblings, the three popped out of nowhere and were sworn into service-- but if they are loyal to his siblings, then he couldn’t find it in him to oppose their presence, despite their dubious pasts.
“A-Also... don’t get me wrong, I was just a bit curious! I apologize if it seems I’m infringing too much on your personal business.” Kamui exclaimed swiftly, a bit sheepish at how nosy he sounded in his question. “I thought it would be best to resolve any of the tensions within the camp... if I got the wrong idea, then I’ll back off.”
never again will I do Corrin’s armor + how do faces / oh look an ear
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This is fine.