#s:sharena

[amitieos]

[ glamour + 1180 glasses ] - the sender struts their stuff, posing their body in… “interesting”, angular ways that show off their outfit. all while wearing oversized glasses with unique frames formed in the shape of the year “1180” !!

Elincia takes a pair of novelty glasses from Sharena, sticking her tongue out playfully as she tries them on. She’s sure she looks utterly absurd but it’s all in the spirit of fun, is it not? Where was the fun in staying stony faced and dull all evening? Grinning, she’s ready to take their photos when she looks back over at Sharena.

In an instant, Elincia is clutching her side. Chortling as much as if Sharena had reached out her hands to tickle her just beneath the ribs. Oh, if Elincia looked goofy her dear friend was on another level. There’s a strength and beauty, she thinks quietly, in the way Sharena is so loudly and unapologetically herself no matter the occasion. It doesn’t matter if she looks bizarre or says something silly; Sharena’s smile outshines the sun and it’s brightest when she’s like this - playful and unguarded.

“Okay, okay, let me try!” Elincia grins, planting her feet wide apart and sticking her arms out infront of her, palms crossed. Her chin juts forward and upwards as she pouts her lips. “I’m so sexy, mwah. They love me!”

The machine clicks. She prepares for another pose, squatting down and holding her hands and arms up to a point, like a roof above her head. This time she adds a seductive lip bite, just to top off how utterly ludicrous she looks. The photo is taken and there’s time for one more.

“Let’s pose together this time?” She bends her arm, allowing Sharena to link their arms. Elincia curls her free hand into half a heart and waits for her friend to make the other side. It’s a lot tamer than their other poses, sweeter than it is goofy. Elincia considers pulling a funny face to compensate but perhaps the fond smile she gives Sharena is even better. “I can’t wait to see how these come out!”

[nagargent]

a kiss against the shoulder after waking up beside each other !!

kiss meme! || accepting!

Julia tries her hardest to pretend she’s still asleep as Sharena presses butterfly kissses down her shoulder. She manages to hold out fairly well, until her dear friend presses a raspberry into her skin. Julia gasps and bursts into peals of thunderous laughter, curling in on herself.

A few moments later, she sits up in bed and adjusts the straps of her camisole. The curtains are open, bathing them both in spring’s sunlight. Sharena’s hair glows gold and bright and her cornflower blue eyes sparkle with delight.

It’s easy and soft, to spend time together like this. Just the pair of them, blanketed by the dawn.

“Okay, okay. I’m awake,” Julia concedes, playfully sticking her tongue out. She nudges Sharena’s shoulder with her own, just hard enough to be positively mischievous. Her hands reach for an ivory teddy bear, pulling it closer to herself. They have all the time in the world and her friend is far from pushy but she beams brighter than the morning sun. Like a sunflower, Julia leans in and unfurls. Her hand rises, pushing Sharena’s hair out of her lovely face. “What would you like to do today then, darling?”

[amitieos]

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… ) !!

The last embers of the campfire had long since puttered out. The moon hung high in the night sky. Midnight has passed overhead on her argent chariot and Elincia stirs awake.

Soft, flaxen locks of hair are the first thing she makes out in the inky darkness. The warmth of another, curled into her side. How strange, there was plenty enough room for two people in the tent and they had their fair share of blankets. Despite this, Elincia can’t quite bring herself to shift Sharena. The younger woman seems so peaceful, breathing softly against her chest.

By daylight, Sharena wears a halo of sunlight, bright and golden like the ichor that surely must run though her veins. She is so very alive as to seem positively divine. Iridescent and breathtaking, her enthusiasm and kindness is heaven sent. It’s such a sharp contrast, Elincia thinks, to see her dainty in her arms like a sugarplum dream. Quiet, softened and gentle as gossamer wings. At peace.

It’s still late, the sun slumbers just as Sharena does. Too early to rise and yet with a heart too full to possibly fall asleep, Elincia settles for stroking Sharena’s gilded hair with a touch lighter than pegasus down. Gently, she hums a song. An old lullaby, the words of which she has long forgotten. Something about princesses, angels and an ancient longing to be whole, she thinks. When mother sang it to her, she had never quite understood. Not until now, as she embraces a woman who is half seraphic and half storm beneath the glow of a silent, secretive moon.

-- Elincia stops her serenade and places a fragile kiss upon the crown of Sharena’s head. A revelation of things perhaps better left unsaid. For Icarus too, had loved the sun too much.

& the sun had loved back with her ardent zeal.

[amitieos]

🌼 - to give your muse a piggyback !!

There are days when the burdens of leadership weigh heavily on Elincia's mind. Today is not one of those days.

It's just exceedingly difficult to worry and ruminate over things that feel so far away when Sharena sits next to her on the grass. Both of them laugh, clear and bright as she sprinkles grass on top of the effervescent blonde's head.

"Cheese and chives!" Elincia declares proudly, before folding at the waist again. Peals of laughter burst forth, dancing like clouds between the two young women. Perhaps it is childish but it's a freedom Elincia has only just tasted. The world is their oyster and it's hard to feel embarrassed. Impossible, when Sharena's smile is so radiant and warm. Encouraging her playfulness in kind.

Maybe she wouldn't feel quite so unguarded around some of their other classmates. Today though, she has nary a care in the world. It's a feeling she wishes to savour, lock up tight in her heart.

Sharena is already on her feet, seeking out some more fun. When Elincia finally gets up from the ground to stand next to her, her friend crouches. There's a moment of confusion that lasts just a beat before the young queen's face breaks into a wide smile. If it were anyone else, Elincia would fret about putting them out. Especially someone not that much taller than she herself is.

There's a twinkle of delight in Sharena's eyes though. One of mischief, exploration and fun! So Elincia clings tightly to her back, face pressed in the nook between Sharena's shoulder and neck. She smells sweet, like honeysuckle and summer wine. They charge forwards, down the hill at breakneck speed. Elincia feels as though she's about to be thrown upon the winds themselves, caught upon the zephyr to fly through eternity. It's as exhilarating as it is terrifying.

Sharena holds tightly onto her, an anchor amidst the chaos and turbulance. It's freedom, levity and indulgence but most of all it's safe and secure. Reckless abandon, floating above the clouds but tethered down to earth.

These are memories she'll cherish and hold dear until her last breath.

[lalamines]

🎄!! :)

mistletoe hijinks! accepting

The winter season was always a special time of year for Mercedes. It was especially breath-taking at Garreg Mach, atop the central mountains of Fodlan. Snow blanketed the ground like clouds, fallen from the sky. Laughter fills the air as the Blue Lions enjoyed an impromptu snowball fight. Mercedes runs beneath a tree, picking up snow and patting it in her hands. Usually she'd complain about exercise but the scene before her is so heartwarming - it would be so miserable of her not to join in.

Sharena dashes over to meet her and Mercedes expects to have snow crashed over her head. Instead, pink cheeked Sharena smiles and laughs but makes no move to shove ice down her neck.

Oh!

Mercedes spots the sprig of mistletoe above them and returns Sharena's bright smile with one of her own. She straightens up, a snowball still packed in her hands. Carefully, she pecks Sharena gently on the nose without getting her cold and wet. Her face is so adorable that Mercedes has to bite back a laugh. Instead she leans in and whispers to her friend.

"Shall we team up? I think we'll make a great team!"

[lalamines]

turn out the lights

Mercedes, decked out in her tattered wedding dress and green make up, emerged through the veil with a kitten held in her arms. The little dear wore a purple cape and matching hat, decorated with stars. They both looked the part - dressed perfectly for the festivities and she smiled brightly as she welcomed her guests.

“Thank you for coming, ladies. Tonight you are the Magic Club’s most honoured guests,” Mercedes takes a moment to look over at the three young women in front of her. She recognises Lady Ethlyn of the knights and Micaiah of the Black Eagles from around the monastery. It’s lovely to see them getting involved in this season’s celebrations! Sharena stands with them, looking paler than usual and Mercedes can’t help but worry about her housemate. Was she feeling unwell? “Tonight I am tasked with taking you on a tour of Garreg Mach’s most hallowed and haunted halls! You’ll come face to face with ghouls, demons and monsters from beyond the grave. Follow me, if you dare.”

With a flick of her wrist, the lantern that dangled from Mr. Snufflekins neck began to glow and eerie pale yellow. Mercedes set him down gently on the floor and gave his chin an appreciative scratch. He was so well behaved and helpful.

“You’re doing a fantastic job.” she whispered in his ear before straightening up and passing back behind the silken lilac veil hung from the ceiling. Mr. Snufflekins obediently followed, lighting the almost pitch black hallway as he trotted along in step with her. Their guests took the cue to carry on after them and Mercedes grinned wolfishly with her back turned to them. The corridor was so dark and quiet you could hear a pin drop, decorated in cobwebs that could stick to one’s skin.

“The halls of Garreg Mach have stood for almost a millenia. In that time these walls have seen all manner of horrors and tragedy,” Mercedes turned her head to face the women behind her as she spoke but kept her hands hidden in front. She couldn’t let them see her gestures falling in time with the scares now could she? “Death, torture, demonic beasts, war and even the pain of lost love. The goddess weeps at the pain endured here from her seat in the heavens. The anguish of those who can no longer cry for themselves.” 

Mercedes brought her hands together gently, setting off a sudden crash of lightning followed by ghostly wailing that reverberated through the hallway. Hmm, perhaps she should up the ante a little, she thought as she drew a circle in the air with her finger. A second later, a shriek came from behind her as one of the ladies felt ectoplasm drip down their back.

@ladyleonster @frauleindermorgen @sheerempathy

[lalamines]

image - based prompt + 9 ; idc where this leads, that's all up to you :relieved:

image!

Grocery shopping was necessary but boring, Mercedes thought as she meandered through the aisles. She'd already picked up baking ingredients but she could just imagine her nursing professor's face if she saw her trolley as it was. Time to go find some vegetables. Desserts were much tastier and more fun to make though. Oh, maybe she could make carrot cake!

Pushing the trolley cart towards the vegetables, an idea struck. One, two, three steps and whee! She lifted up her feet and glided across the supermarket, feeling as free as a bird. At least until she crashed.

"Oh goodness, I'm so sorry!" Mercedes began apologising profusely, rushing over to help the poor woman to her feet. She wore the store's uniform and her face looked familiar. As though she'd seen her around before. "Are you hurt? I'm a nurse-" in training -"let me take a look at you."

Up close, it was impossible to ignore how beautiful the young woman was, with a smile brighter than the sun despite the fact she was obviously already starting to bruise. Mercedes grimaced in sympathy as she checked for any bleeding. Thankfully, there were no wounds but perhaps she'd sprained and ankle.

"Can you walk on it?" Mercedes asks gently, supporting the woman's weight. It's then that Mercedes realises where she knows her from - they go to the same school! She's certain she'd seen her in the corridors when she took her mental health nursing class last semester. She was also the soccer teams star player-- oh gods, what had she done? Had Mercedes ruined her entire career!? "I can go grab some peas from the frozen section as an ice pack if you need them--" She's hushed by a laugh so melodious it would make nightingales weep. The young woman grins at her and slips out of reach, standing and walking on her own two feet without aid. Mercedes cheeks colour but she can't help but feel relieved.

"You should be more careful, though!" Mercedes prepares for the chastising but it doesn't come. Instead it's a gentle, a hand ruffling through her thick, fluffy hair. "You could have hurt yourself and lost all your treats!"