#cutiebruiser

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cutiebruiser replied to your post:[[ Milla or Leia? ]]

"I-I would rather that you save Milla, to be honest."

Jude hung his head. He was afraid of this.

"I know," He answered in a voice so quiet that if there were any other sound disturbing the silence, it might be missed. "I know you would. That's the kind of person you are Leia," He added, raising his head again to give her a miserable smile. "I...." He didn't know what to say. He knew nothing he said would change her mindset. "I'm sorry." He settled on instead, feeling even more guilt add to his already weighed down insides.

[blisteringwaltz]

◭ tosses this in and runs away

Send me a ◭ and I’ll tell you something my character does or would likely do around yours that is unique or specialized to their interactions.

Of course, Malik takes any and all opportunities to bring up Hubert's most positive qualities and insert them not-so-casually into conversation with Leia.

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𝐄scape

         Harry Whitehorse, a child who was practically frothing at the mouth to get a chance to escape the daily grind of his normal routine. This was shown often by his attempts of words, false guild jobs, hiding out at his home, anything to keep from having to work with papers, and today was no different.

         Being tailed was no big deal, he was always tailed somewhat within the city. His heritage and people just wanting to say 'hi' always seemed to bother the blond boy one way or another, but this time he was set to get out. And, as-such, when he accidentally brushed against a person whom looked lost, he quickly jumped to his chance.

         Twisting around carefully, his arm entwined with theirs and he whispered, "Shhh--" his grip was a bit too strong to wring off, even by someone with considerable talent. Harry himself strong enough to keep the other walking now in the opposite direction from before, "Ah yes, it's right this way!" His voice rang loud enough as blue eyes glanced about his shoulder.

         Swift movements careful to hide his face and keep the scar that defined just who he was from sight. He just needed a little farther and he'd be out. Out of the gates and able to slip away for a few hours to himself for once. Something that was all to precious ... Then again, he also had to consider what to do with the person he was dragging along with--

         Upon reaching the outside gates and noting -thankfully- there had been no followers, his grasp let go and his arms raised, lifting behind his head. The grin donning his face was victorious and honestly a bit embrassive for anyone who didn't know his heritage. "Finally!" He said, moving to stretch his back.

                   "Ah!" He turned quickly, looking to notice ... his face contorted for a second before heating up in realization. He hadn't meant to grab a girl! O-oh well. Coughing a bit, he rubbed at his face to get the blush now gone from his cheeks, "Anyway, yeah, sorry 'bout that. Gettin' tagged along the way and I just needed a quick slip so ..."

         Please don't know who he is, please, please, please don't know who he is.

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⋆ to see me write something for a muse that’s near and dear to my heart that I no longer play

Kazu never had much confidence in himself. He always felt like the weakest on the team, like he was the one holding everyone back. No matter how hard he practiced or how far he pushed himself it never seemed to be good enough. Everyone else on the team seemed to constantly improve and refine their technique yet he always seemed to be stumbling through every match.

Flames licked at his heels as he came to a stop at the edge of a rooftop. Teeth gritted and his hands balled themselves up into fists. "Damnit..." He muttered as he gazed out at the city stretched out before him. "Damnit, damnit, damnit, damnit!" Reaching up he pulled the white toque from the top of his head in anger. Though he wasn't angry at anyone other than himself. 

Standing up on the edge of the building he let out a frustrated sigh. "Why do I always have to be such an idiot? Why can't ever be as good as Ikki?" Eyes shut as he leaned forward, though it was a bit too far forward. "W-Woah!" He yelled as he felt himself slipping from the edge. His head spun as he tried to come up with a plan to save his life. Little did he realize however that his body was moving on its own. The wheels of his AT skidded along the side of the building and it soon dawned on him that he was pulling off nearly every trick he'd been practicing earlier that day.

A wide grin stretched across his face as he scaled down the building. He could do this, he always could, he just needed to have as much faith in himself as everyone else had in him. "I don't want to ride the same road as you, Ikki. I want to find my own way, my own road. I can't follow you forever. I...I want to fly with you! Not as the bumbling idiot I am now... I want to fly with you as an equal!"

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leia (aka cutiebruiser!) deserves a really special shout-out; not only is the character portrayal perfect and the writing flawless, but the mun is an absolute sweetheart, and has helped me out so many times in the past, even if she doesn't realize it! i'm honestly so grateful to have met her and to be able to call her a friend, and i hope to wear that title proudly for the next infinity and beyond. so here's to you, blondie! thank you for being you. and for fluffy ship feels in many forms. c:

out of character confession by: aquabullet

[princessias]

cutiebruiser

Elize hadn't seen her friend in what seemed like forever and well, she sought to change that. Driselle had even encouraged the young spirit mage to head to Leia's hometown herself since Leia usually made the trip to the city to see them. Unfortunately the older girl couldn't join Elize this time due to official business but she promised that next time she'd go.

"But it's been so long..." She sighed, was it really okay to visit like this?

[Elize! You gotta stop worrying, remember, Driselle and Rowen always say you overthink things!]

"Yeah but..." Another sigh as she finally stopped into Leronde. Well, she was already here...no turning back now.

[blisteringwaltz]

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♒ - Family headcanon

askdjhsdlfjdf tbh my headcanon regarding Malik's family is so ridiculous I'm a little embarrassed to even share it lmao but to give a gist I like to imagine Malik's father is from Windor, not Fendel? I think this for reasons including but not limited to finding it a little hard to believe that Windor would let a proper foreigner into the knights? Also, you know, it's like against the law or something to be a male ToG character and not have at least slight daddy issues so. Malik was raised by just his mother in Fendel.

More importantly than that party=family 5ever, but I don't think that even counts as a headcanon it's just canon.

★ - Education headcanon

Malik has little to no formal education to speak of, which is just the nature of growing up in Fendel. He wasn't much for studying as a kid/young adult either, so most of what he knows he learned through experience or here-say. As an adult, though, he did of course attend the Knight Academy in Barona. I imagine this was probably an expedited process for him since he already had plenty of combat training courtesy of the Fendelian army.

((and that last one looks different from all of the ones on the list for me so idk if it displayed/copied differently on your comp? but I'm guessing you meant))

▼ - Childhood headcanon

Even as a child, Malik's ability for cryas artes was quite apparent, and he was able to perform small bits of "magic", usually in the form of fire because Fendel. It drove his mother up the wall whenever he did it, because she was afraid that if the military ever noticed he would be scooped up and taken away for training even at a young age. He was mostly advised to hide it, but whether or not he even listened was another story.