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@ushinattakioku
the chad of otome protags
Storm or Animal! (or both!) ((and hello!!))
@ifionlyhadashot
Delicately you move, not truly taking in every corner of danger, of just what this town really holds. Sundays are a calm before the raging swirls for a week anew, and you’ve found yourself always, always looking forward to the once-a-week peace that the town can relish in. You adore the Oz Territory, and are ever thankful for their hospitality to someone as unfortunately… lost as you.
Today happens to be the day you love the most, Sunday, and you’ve decided, with a determined nod, a puff of your cheeks, and a click of your heels, that you’re going to spend it in the square, talking to whoever catches your interest, you attention, or whatever else one would deem your fancy. At least, that’s what you’ll try!
Very seriously, you look around, trying to spot where exactly you wish to go. One could even liken your search to an animal’s – a very simple one, someone might add, as, well, as soon as your gaze locks on, all the boxes check and you make yourself at home.
“Scarlet-kun!”
And there you go. Anyone can hear you. But it’s okay, because it’s Sunday. It’s okay, because you have all the permission to just jump.
If you were to dwell on it, you would remember that that’s… actually debatable, but you don’t do so so you don’t really care. You are you’re very own storm, unbound and unpredictable and undeniably, uniquely you.
Your smile is wide, very much so, and you settle next to him, almost crashing into his side. Which, would have been fine. You would have laughed it off, trapping anyone that comes in contact with you within the colors of your winds. This is absolutely not limited to Scarlet – he just happened to be the one your heart hurried you over to.
“Happy Sunday!”
You say, air filling your lungs out of pure glee. And whatever his reaction, you don’t actually pay much attention, quickly focusing, again, on how cute he seems to be. Even sitting down, you’re around the same height! Maybe that’s what ends up on your mind, because Soh ends up coming over, placing down a little sweet before you, saying it’s a treat on the house, ju~st for you, Fu~~ka~ with a chuckle and a bright, adorable smile.
Surely, those around you must see, that your days of sought peace, the ones beloved by your every being, fall so closely to your pace. Do they mind it? At all? Perhaps, but never will you let this opportunity pass.
“I wanted to talk to you!”
And with no hesitation, you declare your intentions! And just like that, there’s no way he can escape this just yet, right? Oh, you hope he wouldn’t want to leave so soon! You really enjoy talking to him, after all, and perhaps, that only increased after that mix up, before the beauty pagent (perhaps part of it is as an apology, but no one can tell, and certainly not you).
“I’m just glad I got to be close to you.”
“......Farewell, Miss Fuka.”
{ YUI-CHAN ! @sacrificarem
yui entertains the idea of each– all but the thought of axel-kun, as she would not wish to ruin the surprise for any of the famiglia. fingers have found themselves steepled and she’s cast her sights off, letting her eyes wander. if only she could find something that may catch her eye and give her a grand idea of what they were to do. in a land where feuds and fighting was common on all days but sunday, this … almost seemed so silly ! yet to yui it was a true crisis. if not for caramia-san and the rest, yui would not be able to enjoy these moments, and the ones to come in the future !
if she could, yui would have carried a single pumpkin in each arm ( all with her ninety-nine pound, five-foot-two frame ! ), but she knows she cant wrap her arms length around each securely … even more so, she can’t even think about carrying two simultaneously ! one of them looked heavy enough as it was.
“ erm … fuka-chan talks to soh-kun, right … ? “ sherbet tones wander back to her friend, trying to decide on the best course of action in this situation. her hands fall to her back and she gives a subtle tilt of her own head. “ b- because maybe a cart would be a good idea … maybe he has one of those we could borrow– just to move the pumpkins ? otherwise we may have to make two trips ! “ which– she doesn’t mind. yui loves being out. the prospect of carving pumpkins and baking a pumpkin pie sounded so much better, however ! time was now of the essence, slowly dripping away. this was the only day that it was safe to do such things in a frivolous manner.
Thinking right, and thinking left (do your best, Fuka!), she’s still caught in her processing of just how to transport these pumpkins. One isn’t a problem, even if she’s not the strongest, but... oh, these trivial worries are what some would wish could be the permanent worries. Alas, they are not, but when you dial something up to ten, anything’s a big problem!
She’s not... really allowed out too much, except for today, and when else is she going to have a chance to say her thanks to her guardians in such a special way?
“Hmm...”
How gentle these two are!
Once again, Fuka stares at the pumpkins, trying to settle on what she thinks would be the best solution. Two trips would take so long, that she might just abandon painting her own to let the others have their pie, and Yui her decoration but -- oh!
“Y-Yes! Soh’s really friendly!” Someone that’s not adverse to being called a friend, and someone who told her to cast off formalities quickly! There’s reason everyone likes going to Soh’s shop on-- right! Back onto a cart does her mind fall, “I think, we could try asking!” If Soh’s too busy to help directly, then he should be able to help them get something just for a bit, right..? Through, somehow, Fuka thinks that time will be made, somehow. (Who would Soh be to say no to two cute girls doing their best?)
Well, off Fuka begins to march, already ready to smile right at Soh, even if he’s busy, and ask for something! Just their luck, because they’ll probably get it!
my pen settings went wonky and idk why
but anyway here’s a fuka
@horclogium || liked for a starter !
Fuka steps gently, lightly, spinning for a moment, watching as her dress follows and sways, before it settles about its graceful, roomy poof. Surely, she is living her life of whimsy, even when faced with a world that she hardly knows. Then again, she hardly knows herself too, right?
Fu-uka~! Come back safe!”
Thank goodness, she had permission, and the cheer in his voice was so sweet! Soh really is so, so nice! Naturally, she had to bring along the little terrier plush he gave her, along with the basket. Maybe she can pick up something small with her pocket money? Oh, but maybe she should be mindful of her spending...
Anyway! It’s a lovely day today, with not worry dotting the sky. The airships are ever curious, but she doesn’t think she’ll be able to get far enough to explore that much today, so shopping it (probably) is! Unless she gets completely and utterly sidetracked, which is definitely a possibility, but it’s not one she minds at all! Regardless, she truly falls into that bout of carefree glee that presses though her entire being.
I made this a while ago but it got lost in the void that is my computer’s folders. Here is Axel featuring a crepe.
“I’m so happy it’s Sunday!”
Fuka ✰ || Ozmafia!!
The Ruby Slippers
Women Appreciation → Otome Heroines (2/∞)
Fuko - OZMAFIA!!
A smile graces Cardia's lips as she ties a ribbon on Fuka's hair, clearly satisfied with the result. But it's not what she intended to do in the end! There is another surprise for her new friend that Beckford wants her to see. "Ah, Fuka, would you be so kind and open the box? I hope that you will like that dress!" Yes, Cardia sewed a dress. It took her a long time, but she wanted it to be a gift that could be useful! A frilly light pink dress with red accessories just like roses.
@horclogium
Oh, what fortune leads these two young ladies to such a special situation, where the light, light and airy, delicate pleasure of being able to simply enjoy living is taken. Mayhaps, some would call upon it as “playing” but for Fuka, that really, really matters not! Every little, itty-bitty bit of something like this is just what she’s found that she truly enjoys - a time without worry with someone she wishes to call a friend (and she’s taken to joy if she can do so)!
She’s really glad that fate could align and allow her to meet someone as amazing as Cardia.
Humming happily, Fuka awaits the results of what Cardia plans to do. Living with men means she doesn’t get to do this too often (Soh has the time to humor her sometimes, but this is different!), but that doesn’t mean Fuka wishes to be absent of the excitement that comes with something like this.
There had been stars in her eyes before Cardia mentioned the box, but they only grow more and more brilliantly as her smile brims. Oh, but first, of course! She doesn’t forget to look at her hair, no matter how excited she is to see the rest of Cardia’s gift. So pretty..! She thinks, and more and more, she wishes that one day she can make Cardia’s hair up in some way too.
She spins around trying to see from each and every angle possible, just how the ribbon looks, and she’s almost turned about all the way, her current dress twirling around her, when the box once again comes to view. Swiftly do her heels click, click! right on over to the box. and she opens it up, picking up the contents to get a closer look.
“Miss Cardia, thank you so much! It’s really pretty!”
She wants to put it on right away! But, she’s heard something or another, that it probably wouldn’t be okay to change right here. But soon! She’s certain she can dress up and live just a day in such a heart-filled dress. It’s unlike any other, Fuka nods at her own conclusion, which makes it even more special, because Cardia went through all the effort to get it to this point. Mmhmm! She really is super cool!
“I love it!”
Fuka exclaims, holding the dress over one arm, refusing to at least put it down for the moment, and then, with a moment of a thought, moves it closer to her chest to clutch with her other. The illumination of the world is terribly lovely, in this room that’s been dedicated to these two, for the peace of the moment that settles within them. The outside is scary, hectic, but you’d think someone like Fuka lives in a peaceful meadow, away from all of it, with how she seems to take it.
Right now, she might as well, with no bars to her thoughts, her words, “Miss Cardia, I’m really thankful, that you’re here right now!”
“Now, let’s go! Our future awaits!”
﹤ WE ARE THE KIND. WE ARE THE COURAGEOUS. WE ARE THE RESILIENT. WE ARE THE BRAVE. ﹥
Do not underestimate those who go through heavens and hell for those whom they love.
OTOME HEROINES SQUAD: FUKA, CARDIA BECKFORD, YUI KOMORI, ICHIKA HOSHINO.
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Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.
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(For example, a stormtrooper mask:
“A white mask with a black visor on the front. Putting it on, you realise that the visor isn’t even transparent. How are you expected to do anything competently like this?”)
