#lucyyoursticks

[stellacity-blog]

After thinking about it for a few days, I'm opting to drop Lucina (moonpie #31)! SteCi has been a ton of fun ever since I joined in late february, and I'm glad to see it has become so successful. The Wright (and Lucina) Anything Agency must now close its doors. Hopefully someone else will take the task of defending the city's innocent citizens. <3

I wake up to find my beautiful royal daughter is leaving us... Wipes away a tear. Not only that, but to see our famous(?) Agency close it’s doors...

Lucina will be dropped for you! We’ll miss her lots, but thank you for playing her as you did!!

♎ libra

[twisteddaydream-blog1]

t'chi----!

There was truly something calming about the sound of an arrow being released from a bow.  Nina hadn’t been able to make time to practice much since waking up in the colourful city, but she’d recently found herself feeling a bit listless; something that only shooting arrows could remedy in his situation.

“Gone again without a word that he was leaving or if he would be back.. tch!”  

Muttering to herself as she pulled an arrow back as far as the tight bow-string would allow, before releasing it with another  t'chi----! landing not far from the center bulls-eye on the makeshift target she’d set up on the outskirts of Wonderland Woods.  “What was I expecting...”

Pausing at the sounds of something approaching her, Nina tightened her grip on the old bow, pulling an arrow as she turned around to face whatever was approaching her with the pointed arrowhead,

“Lucina?!”  Quickly lowering her weapon, Nina was a bit surprised to the other so far out of the city.  Although, she recalled in their first meeting, Lucina mentioning something about fighting and being familiar with a sword.  Regardless, “What are you doing out here?”

@lucyyoursticks

[specialhalfelfboy-blog]

lucyyoursticks :

The Starlight Garden was always a good place to relax– and gods, did she need all the relaxing she could get. Her studies were a little hectic at the moment.

For some reason, the garden was really busy today. A lot of the benches were already taken; she was lucky to find one with a free spot. It was usually not her style to bother strangers, but the man sitting there didn’t seem to mind. He did seem a little out of it though.

After a few minutes passed, she felt a little bump on her shoulder. She turned to see the same man’s body gently leaning on her. He seemed to be hovering between wake and sleep…

Surprising even herself, she found her hands to be playing with his long, soft hair. Ahh…this silky smooth blond hair… It reminded her of someone she knew from her original home.

“Oh.” This was most certainly not the person she knew from back then. This was a completely different man! Lucina could feel her face flush as she promptly removed her hand from his hair, backing off as far as the bench would allow…which wasn’t much.

“A…a cleric? N-no, I’m sorry, you aren’t talking to a paladin…I…” She fumbled through her words, but then took a deep breath. “I apologize. This was weird of me.”

Why did embarrassing stuff just keep happening to her. Naga, please save her…

Elros chuckled, his eyes smiling as he watched a flush of color rise to her cheeks. Something about this young woman’s presence was different from the other people Elros had met in Stella City so far. Her attire reminded him of his world, Golarion. It felt familiair, somehow. 

“If not a paladin then a fighter, perhaps?” Elros glanced her over and noticed she was carrying quite the impressive sword with her. “Your blade... where was it made? Could it be dwarven forged?” 

Elros’ scimitar paled in comparison. A blade was a blade, however. As long as his blade was sharp enough to end his foe’s lives and suffering in one strike there was nothing else he could wish for.

“It’s alright, I did not mind in the slightest. If you are feeling like breading my hair you have my permission.”

[knifebones-blog1]

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“

“Shuddup, I’m not bottling anything or whatever!” The girl says, voice tinted sharply with both anger and sadness; Sascha acted cool, and she was quick to resiliently bounce back when things looked bad, but when she did fall, she fell hard.

Tears streamed from her face, unabated. She sniffles to try and clear her nose, but it’s useless.

“I don’t care that Freya betrayed me! I don’t care about not having a place to belong anymore!! I can just make people care about me by... by becoming really cool! By showing off how good I am at things!! By making people pay attention to me! So...” She sniffles again, hard. “So just stop asking! You’re.. you’re just a nerd anyway! So go away!”

[kusamochilover-blog]

🥖🥖 These are swords, fight me.

For a long drawn out moment, it seemed like Lucina wouldn’t be getting an answer until finally very soft mumbling could be hear coming from inside the pile of baguettes. 

“Lu...cina...... Head..... hurts............”

[berrybulletin-blog]

☆ Happy Birthday, Lucina! ☆

The birthday fun doesn’t end there! It’s also @lucyyoursticks‘ birthday today! Yippee!

A knock comes to Lucina’s door! While nobody stands before you, there is a blue envelope alongside a pink box! Opening it reveals this card:

“Lucina,

You’re now one year older, and that is a cause for celebration! May you kiss the cutest girl in the city today, you deserve it!

Lots of Love! ♡ Meep the Birthday Sheep!”

The box Meep left is filled with six cupcakes, every one a different flavor and with a sword-shaped sugar decoration on the top of each one! Adorable!

[venuzing]

❝PHEENY HOLY FUCK --- !❞

the entrance comes quick and without warning whatsoever, the gun god kicking the door to wright and co. law offices with enough force to break the door’s window once it slams against the wall behind it.

why he thinks it’s necessary to make such a rude appearance is anyone’s guess, but when he sees a couple of strangers just stunned in his wake and staring in his direction with expressions ranging from absolutely terrified to utterly pissed, he still doesn’t regret the on-the-fly decision.

❝uhhhhhh... wazup. where ma bff wright at.❞

@steelchords ; @lucyyoursticks

[8bitting]

@lucyyoursticks​

What do you do when you see someone that looks like someone from one of your video games? Of course, you assume that they’re simply dressing up as the character, but what if it goes beyond that point and they actually look like the real deal? It was a dilemma Chiaki thought she wouldn’t ever encounter.

First time for everything, she supposes.

At first, she’s hesitant to approach them, but she trails behind as they walk down the street. She has her Game Girl Advance and holds it close to her face every once in a while too look like she’s playing, but really, it’s to make sure they don’t notice that she’s been staring at them for a while now.

Once their about to turn the corner, Chiaki finally gets the courage to get their attention. She quickens her pace and tries to call out to them. “Excuse me. Sorry, um...” She falls quiet, pondering on what she should say. She wanted to say all sorts of compliments and ask how they got their costume and prop to look so exact like the character’s. She also wanted to find out if maybe, just maybe, this is the character right in front of her eyes.

That would be so cool...!

“Um... Your costume is really good. It’s like you came straight out of the game.”