In honor of valentines day, I made some art of some of my favorite Vesperia ships! If I get more free time, I'll add more. I'm just happy to have finished some on time this year.
No bases used this time, just Magic Poser and Determination.
Yuri wants to have a third kid with Rita. They officially now have the most kids out of all my married couples.
Kisara tries the language kids use these days to befriend Rinwell, and it turns out Flystelle share a single brain cell. I need to improve their marriage so bad...
And more Accidental Canon for poor Hubert. I've tried to put them together, but Pascal is more interested in the furry OCs that live here.
Can there like... be some consensus on what the ship name for Flynn/Estelle is? We should have a dedicated tag so that I can track it and fill it. Is it Flystelle? Flynnstelle?
I interrupt your regularly scheduled fluri to bring you this Flynn/Estelle fluffery. But... it’s still primarily about Yuri and Flynn because I am predictable.
~1500 words, set immediately post game.
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Yuri had never been happier to see a clear sky. He’d specifically chosen a table by the window just so he could relish in it. It had been only hours since the sky was a source of dread, and he felt he deserved a cold beer in a Capua Torim restaurant.
“It was amazing!” Karol was eagerly explaining to anyone who would listen. “I really thought Duke was going to crush us. One time, he knocked me to the ground and I just knew he was going to stab me, but then - ka-pow - Yuri knocked him into next week!”
“Good timing,” Flynn said with a slight smile. It was probably the third time that night he’d heard Karol tell the story.
Karol wanted to tell the whole world about their battle through Tarquaron earlier that day, but Yuri was happy to lean back in his chair by the open window and breathe in the cool ocean breeze.
Before Karol could start in on another story, Judith sidled up to the table. “Karol, I was just talking with some guildsmen about Brave Vesperia and how we helped get rid of the Adephagos. They’re interested in collaborating in the future and want to talk to the boss.”
Karol’s eyes went wide. “What? Me? O-ok!” He jumped to his feet and looked back at Yuri. “Do you want to…”
Yuri just gave him the tiniest of looks and Karol steeled himself with a smile. “I mean, you still have a full glass left, you should stay here and finish. I’ll take care of this.”
Yuri nodded. “Reel in a big contract for us, boss.”
“Right!”
When he was gone, Flynn, Yuri, and Estelle were the only ones left at the table. Flynn turned to Yuri with a smile he’d been wearing since the gang met him a few hours ago. “Sounds like you were quite the hero.”
Yuri shrugged it off. “Ah, that’s just Karol. It really was a group effort. If anyone was a hero, it was Estelle.” Yuri toasted his glass to her. “She must have cast more healing artes tonight than the rest of this journey combined. Karol wasn’t kidding about Duke beating the crap out of us.”
Estelle blushed and shrank into her dress when Flynn’s admiring gaze turned to her. “Oh, um, it was nothing. I’m just glad you’re all ok.”
“Don’t discount yourself,” Flynn said. “You’ve grown quite a bit from the uncertain girl who ran away from the castle. I’m very proud of you.”
Estelle turned her head down, smiled into her lemonade, and then tucked loose hair behind her ear. “Really, it’s not much considering you went from lieutenant to commandant in the same time. That’s really amazing, Flynn.”
“And Yuri started his own guild. I think we all have things to be proud of.”
Yuri leaned back in his chair and lowered his glass. “Hey, if Brave Vesperia gets really powerful, between the three of us we have power over the government, the Knights, and the guilds. How about a little world domination?”
“Yuri!” Estelle gave him an admonishing glare.
“Geeze, I’m just kidding.”
Estelle took another sip and emptied her glass. “Oh, I’m going to go get another drink. Are you two good?”
“We’re fine, thank you, Lady Estellise.”
“Ok.” She bounced up hurried away.
Flynn’s eyes stayed on her until she disappeared into the crowd, and Yuri smiled to himself. He dropped it as soon as Flynn turned back to him.
“So…” Flynn said.
Yuri raised his eyebrows. “So?” They hadn’t had time to sit by themselves since Brave Vesperia returned. They’d had a big group dinner until the rest of the party slowly dwindled away from the table. Now Raven was off flirting, Rita had found some mages to talk to about Brave Vesperia No. 1, Judy and Karol were discussing guild prospects, and Estelle was futzing over the menu and trying to decide what flavour of lemonade she wanted now.
“I really am proud of you, you know,” Flynn said.
“So you’ve said. I keep telling you it was nothing. I may have held the sword, but that would have been nothing without the others backing me up.”
“If you insist. Even then, I’m pleased to see you with such a close group of friends.”
Yuri snorted. “Damn, Flynn, I know I don’t have a mother but don’t feel the need to try to fill her shoes.”
“I’m just happy for you! You’ve become really close with them. Especially…” He looked through the crowd toward the bar where Estelle was now leaning on the counter and pointing to the menu. “You and Lady Estellise have become quite close.”
“Yeah, I’d say we have. Close enough that I call her ‘Estelle’, at any rate.” He gave Flynn a pointed look.
“How do you… um….” He tore his gaze from her and looked back to Yuri while fiddling with his folded hands on the table. “How do you feel about her?”
Yuri looked to Estelle, now holding a fruity drink and chatting with a girl by the counter. “She’s a pretty amazing girl.”
Flynn nodded slowly. He swallowed his words a few times before figuring out how to spill them. “You love her, don’t you?”
Yuri cocked an eyebrow at Flynn. He was still in his commandant uniform, but Yuri was pretty sure it’s stiffness wasn’t what was making him so squirmy. He may be a military official, but his current expression made him look sixteen years old. “Sure.”
Flynn’s adam’s apple bobbed and he took a long breath. “Right. I figured. I just want you to know, I won’t get in the way. You’re both my friends and I’m happy for you.”
Toying with Flynn was one of Yuri’s favourite pastimes, but he couldn’t bring himself to let Flynn’s ripped heartstrings dangle for too long. With a chuckle, he shook his head and said, “You know, assuming I had one, I’d sooner kiss my sister.”
Flynn lifted his head. “What?”
“Estelle is wonderful, and you’re right: I love that girl. But, she’s basically my kid sister.”
Realization and rekindled hope blossomed across Flynn’s face. “So… you wouldn’t be bothered if I…?”
Yuri lifted his glass to Flynn. “Go for it, Casanova. Just know that, as her de facto older brother, I’m obligated to kick your ass if you break her heart.”
Flynn ducked his head and smiled. “Well, I have no idea if she even feels that way…. I mean, I wouldn’t want to bother her by even asking. She is a princess, and I’m….”
“The commandant of the Imperial Knights.”
“Well… yes, but-”
“But what? Look at you, with your dumb floofy hair and dashing cape. You’re a real catch.”
“But Estellise is a princess. She could have any person in the world.”
“Right, but you are the one she fought tooth and nail to find and warn about a possible threat.” Yuri slid his half-full glass across the table. “This will help.”
Flynn eyed the amber liquid with skepticism. “I don’t think I need that.”
“Drink it.”
Flynn hesitated for another second, and then downed a good third of it.
“How do you feel now?”
Flynn wiped foam from his lip. “Not very different.”
“Then finish it.”
Flynn did as told and Yuri pulled back the now empty glass. “Well?” Flynn didn’t drink very often, so Yuri wasn’t sure what his alcohol tolerance was.
“I feel… ok?”
“Does that thought of talking to Estelle still terrify you?”
Flynn rubbed his chin in thought. “Yes, actually.”
“Good. That means you really like her. Now put on your big boy shorts and go tell that girl how you feel.”
Flynn looked to Estelle again, obviously still petrified. “How do I even broach the subject?”
Yuri rolled his eyes. “You say, ‘Good evening, Lady Estellise. I realize this might seem out of the blue, but would you care to join me for a private dinner tomorrow evening?’”
Flynn had to snort. “Is that your impression of me?”
“Do you want my help or not?”
Flynn slumped his shoulders. “Yes. Sorry. You’re right; I just need to grit my teeth and ask her. After everything we’ve faced, talking to a girl should be a piece of cake.”
“Exactly. Now go!”
Flynn stood abruptly. “If this goes horribly, I’m blaming you.”
“Me? Hey, if a dashing knight like you can’t land a date, you’re the one who must be screwing up.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Flynn strode away.
Yuri folded his arms and surveyed the rest of the packed restaurant. Across the room, Karol and Judy sat across from a pair of men and seemed deep in a discussion. Rita’s voice rose over the din, loudly reprimanding a mage for his obvious error and explaining something that might as well be a foreign language to Yuri. Around the bar, Yuri looked just in time to see a pretty girl toss a drink in Raven’s face. When his eyes turned back to Flynn and Estelle, she had her hands in his and pushed herself onto her toes to leave a kiss on Flynn’s cheek.
Well, Yuri thought with a smile, at least one of my friends is getting some tonight.
Suguelya reblogged this meme but I don't even care I'm just going to fo it for my otp and you can't stop me HA
who the fuck put the peeps in the microwave: It was Flynn because he thought "toasted marshmallows are good right? so heating them up will be perfect!" then they caught fire.
who posts vines of the other doing embarrassing shit: Estelle. He would never do that to her but Estelle posts Vines of Flynn like... mumbling to himself as he sorts his laundry with intense concentration. Yuri follows these videos religiously.
who breaks the most phones: Flynn because he doesn't know how to use them and gets mad and slams them on the desk in a fit of frustration.
which one I could see as being lactose intolerant: HA Flynn because Nurse Friend is lactose intolerant and Flynn is Nurse Friend. Sometimes he gets cravings for ice cream even though he doesn't like ice cream.
who thinks they can do something really well even though they can’t: imagine Estelle trying to seduce him though. and Flynn tried so hard not to laugh.
who is more likely to get kicked out of the bed: Flynn. Though it's not so much getting kicked out as her putting her foot down about how many nights he works late and if he doesn't come to bed now, he can't come at all.
