#etheirian.

[saccharyne]

@etheirian​: lys slides her a cup of hot chocolate and tea biscuits~!

          to say she was amazed was an understatement. she was incredibly, absolutely, extremely in love with the drink lysander had just sneakily given her after they snuck out of thancred’s watchful eyes, saying she had been too many sweets!     ‘ it tastes so fascinating, lysander! ’     stars in her eyes, twinkling and sparkling in obvious elation, ryne turned to lysander.     ‘ che chea chiscuits choo! ’     the tea biscuits too were what she meant to say but she was so busy revelling in the sweetness of it all that she forgot her hard-learned manner. once she realised how uncouth her behaviours were however, the red of shame and embarrassment spread across her cheeks like wild fire. she tried to play it cool by offering the rest of the cookies to lysander.     ‘  please, it’s yours after all! it would be rude if i was the only one eating... ’

[devction]

@etheirian (wyatt) said: “Hold still, I’ll get bandages.” 

rough around the edges - accepting

          once young and reckless and full of bold ambitions, now— not so much anymore, regrettably. g’raha had slowly learned to be more careful after each life-threatening endeavours he partook... and given the world-saving, fate-securing, salvation-delivering nature of most of his labours, he simply could no longer afford to be that immature and impulsive miqo’te. under the gentle gaze of the warrior of light however, g’raha felt like he was that immature and impulsive miqo’te again... with some extra touch of clumsiness, this time. bashful, utterly bashful— but who told wyatt to be so cool? 

          ‘ i, ah... ’     twelve, he was completely speechless. who would have thought the revered and honourable crystal exarch would trip over his own feet while holding his staff and, effectively, cut himself with it because he was too busy admiring his inspiration? he’d had his fair shair of embarrassing deeds before, but nothing could come close to this. great job, g’raha tia, you’d really outdone yourself. ears flat against his head. the bleeding hand looked traumatising now.