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It had been several weeks since his first encounter with Linhardt, and barely a day had gone by since where Sylvain hadn’t found an excuse to go and see him again. He’d come with a question, a book he’d found that he thought Linhardt might like, anything- it didn’t matter what he came for, it was all just an excuse to see him and he was pretty sure Linhardt knew it.

Despite all his visits, Sylvain hadn’t quite worked up the courage to initiate anything else sexual, although he’d found himself thinking about it a lot lately. Fantasising, really. Or even just...daydreaming about resting his head in Linhardt’s lap while he read a book, or holding hands as they walked through the gardens...

He snapped out of his thoughts as the door to Linhardt’s room opened, and he stepped in with a smile. “Good to see you again,” he said, warmly. “How’ve you been today? Last night you said you were struggling with an essay, I found you an old scroll in the library I thought might help.” He lifted up his latest excuse to visit, offering it to Linhardt.

[saintlymemoirs]

xxx @mark-lyn-and-friends​

That explained the one scent, something he could tell without the other confirming. Yet that didn’t answer the other scent. “Sothis, I know she is back. Why do you smell so strongly of her? You do not bare her crest at all.”

[vallablooded]

(I’ve seen what’s happening, and my best friend informed me via text what happened.

If you think you can just freely tarnish my name and target someone like that without me ever noticing, you’d better think again. Just because I’ve disabled anonymous asks forever on my blog doesn’t mean I won’t notice what’s going on. I don’t know what your motives are, or why you’re trying to, thinking I, out of all people would send anon hate to just about anybody.

LEAVE TK ALONE.

He knows damn well that I’d never send him anon hate, let alone anyone else in general. I suggest you stop this childishness while you can, or else it’ll get really ugly.)

[crestblooded]

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Linhardt: (a bit more shaky) “Ahem, be that as it may my words still stand, I do not speak to flatter just to console.”

He shook his head.  “I do not require consolation from someone who does not actually know what he’s getting his nose into.”

[worldwide-coalesce]

Lyn: "Might as well try my hand at this as well since everyone else did. How's it been going with you lately?"

“Oh fantastic! I threw a pie at some dude! It was awesome!”

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Result:

12. Booming Orange: Strange orange paint that promptly pops like firecrackers and ignites when it hits the air. It smells like gunpowder.

“Oooh the noisy one!! Fun! Here’s what you won!”

Prize:

A weird hardened glass droplet called a Prince Rupert’s Drop. Thankfully Dina put it in a box. Still, best to handle carefully, since it’ll literally explode if the “tail” is damaged.

[darkskysinger-shigure]

mark-lyn-and-friends said:

Would there be any interest in a situation where he doesn't panic?

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yes

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More curious than anything else, Sylvain knocked on Linhardt’s bedroom door. It wasn’t every day he found himself summoned to another student’s room, although if anyone was going to go around summoning people, he wasn’t surprised that it was Linhardt. Actually getting up to talk to people himself seemed a little beyond the bounds of his laziness.

“Caspar told me you wanted to talk to me?” He stuck his head around the door, offering what he hoped was a disarming smile. “Something I can do for a bookworm such as yourself~?”

[darkskysinger-shigure]

Askbox Roulette! (For either Mark or Lyn, whichever fits the prompt better.)

Roulette!!

Goodbye forever letter

Shigure gets out the paper, writing letters to everyone he knows in the Order. With things finally being peaceful, he feels he should at least say a proper goodbye to those going back to their own worlds. Who knows if he’ll ever see them again, after all.

To Lyn,

It has truly been an honor fighting by your side. You are an incredible warrior, and one that left a mark in your world’s history. To not just meet you, but get to know you is an opportunity I won’t be forgetting. I wish you the best, as I’ll be staying in Askr. Hopefully, if you ever return, I’ll still be around to catch up. If not, then I hope your life is fulfilling. Thank you again.

Shigure Kirisame