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[jadesnapart]

comparisons of some erinys drawings from over the years. I’m really pleased with my growth this past year especially.

[adalheidis]

Sketches of my favourite Fire Emblem nuisance, Julius

[diadoescomics]

Could I request a sketch of Ares?

Grumpy Anime Mullet Jr. for you anon

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Ok is a reverse one ok? If so number 5 with Seliph, but with Yan Summoner? If not then yan Seliph ^^

The people thirst for yandere Seliph, and I fear I agree with them so… yan Seliph it is, because wow I love him??? owo this came out better than I expected! On a side note, every time I write “owo” it doesn’t want to add a space for the new word.... hmmm....

Who said caged birds don’t sing? You did, all the time, though Seliph found it quite mournful; sometimes, he wished he could hear your old songs, the ones I made him fall. So full of love and joy and life, where did they go? But, having you to himself was worth it. Your purity, your sweetness, and innocence, was worth never hearing those songs again.

He remembers the day fondly; though, perhaps he couldn’t say the same for you. Tyrfing poised above his head, your form quivering under him-- it still brought a smile to his face. It had been some time ago, but Seliph remembers his very same words. How could he not, when he uttered them to you all the time? “The world doesn’t deserve an angel like you.” Your tears came slowly, sliding down your face. He wanted to give you a divine end, to where sinful gazes couldn’t meet your precious form anymore.

“I don’t want to die, please.” The words touched him, but Tyrfing was still raised above him. “Please, don’t kill me Seliph.” Oh, how he reveled the way you said his name. “I’ll do anything, anything you want or ask. Just, please don’t let it end like this.” Seliph found he liked it when you begged, though he thought it above an angel like you.

“Anything?” He repeated, still in disbelief. “Then...” He lowered his sword to his side, offering his hand instead. “Come with me.” He said softly. “Come with me to a place where I can hide you from those to wish to taint you, my angel.” His hand stayed out in front of him, but Seliph could tell you were hesitant to take it. “I would hate to go back to the alternative...” His free hand rested on Tyrfing’s hilt.

“Please, take me away then.” You took his hand, and like the gentlemen he was, Seliph helped you up. What a wondrous moment that was.

~*~

“You remind me of a morning dove...” A fine brush ran through your hair, a gloved hand gliding after it. You sat, with a frown, letting Seliph dress his ‘idol’. He used to you not answering, but that was okay. You sang when you thought he couldn’t hear. “So innocent and sweet, yet so scared to show yourself to me. My sweet angel, it's only the two of us here...” Gentle arms hung heavy around your neck, his head rested above your own. Seliph stared down your shared reflection in the mirror. His smile was your frown.

“I… don’t want to.” Your voice was soft, probably from disuse. You may be alive now, but at what cost to yourself?

“I know, but soon you’ll come to understand I’m all you have.” You hated how kind he was, how his sweet words caught in your ear, and his voice made your stomach do flips. You knew this wasn’t healthy for either of you, only having each other. Seliph was already obsessed, and slowly, you were falling down that same hole.

“Please, take me back.” Your plea fell on deaf ears.

“I have to go out today,” he said suddenly, standing to his full height. Tyrfing at his side; how did you not notice his armor?

“You’re leaving me?” You swirled in your seat and faced him with wide, sad eyes. This was only the start.

“Would you rather starve, angel?” You use to hate that nickname; but it seems it was growing on you, the way he said it had your heart pounding.

“I-I don’t want to be alone...” You said softly, looking away. He adored how shy you could get.

“I won’t be gone for long.” His gloved hand cupped your cheek and brought your gaze back up to him. A blush dusted your cheeks.

“Promise?” Looking into his deep sapphire gaze, you knew you were in too deep now.

“I promise, love.” Seliph knew, his angel only had eyes for him. And with that love, he could better protect you from any and all evil. Only he could.

“Okay...” He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. You wanted more than just a simple touch from him, but that’s all he gave. He walked slowly, to the front door of your new house; your shared home. You hated how you wanted more, his touch should sicken you, but it was all you had, and you always wanted more. Seliph had you eating from his hand.

“I love you, angel.” Why was his voice so comforting?

“I love you too...” You mumbled out the words before you even knew what you were saying. Your hands rose to cover your mouth, and your eyes, wide, stared blankly at Seliph. His gaze was much the same moment before he smiled softly at you.

“I knew you would come to.”

[fire-emblem-drabbles]

Quan for “If you could be with me, would you?”

Oh anon My Heart How Dare YouAlso, lmao me like “I hope this is in character” bc as much as I love Quan, he hasn’t come home yet so I can’t pet him to figure out what he’s like;;;;

Wasn’t it considered a terrible sin to love a married man?

One who was so charming, so kind and so just? How could you not fall for him? Quan was everything you wanted, and yet he was not yours to have. And he and Ethlyn were perfect for each other, how dare your heart yearn to break their perfect union?

“I love her so...” Quan’s voice was quiet, his hand warm in yours. It felt wrong to touch him, but you were already a sinner.

“I know you do, I just… thought you should know how I felt; it felt too… cruel to keep pretending.” You sighed, your thumb running over his knuckles. “I’m sorry to distress you like this, Quan.” You went to drop his hand, but he kept his hold on your steady.

“You should never feel bad about who you love, _____.” He sent you a calm smile, the very one that made your heart beat faster and caused you to fall for him in the first place.

“How can I not when I feel as if I’m tearing your family apart?” Your voice cracked a little, and tears met your eyes. Quan squeezed your hand once more.

“But...” He held a hint of hesitation in his voice as he gazed down at you. “If you could be with me, would you?” Your answer froze in your throat, your eyes wide with wonder.

“Quan, you aren’t saying...” There was hope in your voice, deep and dark as your tiniest hopes bare forth.

“As I love Ethlyn, so I love you, _____.” He admitted, his smile falling a little. “I… find my heart beats for the both of you now. How sad that I can not make you both happy.” His free hand rose, wiping the stray tear that fell down your cheek.

“The fates do truly love to play with our hearts.” You chuckled, a bitter sound, and found you were holding your heart now. How it hurt, knowing he loved you back; but the both of you knew, you could never cause such pain to Ethlyn, or the children they shared together. “As to answer your question….” You took a deep breath, steeling your gaze to look into Quan’s eyes. The hand that had once wiped your tear still held your cheek. “If I had been the one lucky enough to meet you first… I would gladly be with you, Quan.” He smiled again, one perhaps as bittersweet as your own.

“I can only hope there is a world where I can be the one to make you happy.” Ethlyn truly was a lucky woman. Suddenly, you found that perhaps the love you shared wasn’t so bad; simply misguided and wayward.

“Might I have one selfish request, then?” You asked softly. Quan nodded, perhaps too afraid to admit he would do anything for you. “Kiss me, just once.” He looked so sad, and you knew you must have too; a selfish request indeed, if only because the two of you knew once your lips met, they would never want to part.

Still, Quan held you close, as a lover would. His hands found way to your hips (how they felt so sung there) and your arms around his neck. It was silent, sweet, only a moment. You knew not when your eyes fluttered closed, only when his lips pressed to yours. For a moment, to dream that he was yours was too much for your heart, who wanted eternity.

Too soon did you part, and sooner yet did a pang of sadness hit you as you looked into each other's eyes. You knew the two of you couldn’t remain close like this any longer, but neither of you was willing to be the first to let go.

[makimach]

The Rose of Nordion is here to kick ass.

[makimach]

Finn is coming to town ~ Finally Finn is coming to Heroes!

[luminescentbladeart]

It’s about time I do some classic FE.

For my Serenes Forest Scribbles submission, I painted Ayra, from FE4, about to dish out some probably overkill meteor swording to that poor bandit guy down there. Ayra’s really great and she’s my favorite FE character of all time. I figured I’d take some liberties with her design because, well, FE4 can’t even keep their designs consistent anyway, so I put my own touches on it while trying to also keep to the flavor of her original designs.

One day I’ll figure out how to draw a proper background that isn’t everything set on fire. One day. At least everything on fire is quite appropriate for FE4.