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yeah fire emblem got me again @swordeath

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fire emblem sucks, stan yuri leclerc only
bare your fangs, ashen wolves
claude the schemer | yuri the trickster
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DIMITRI, BLUFAYTH .
he hopes it is not too UNREASONABLE of him, since he’s not the typical sort to request for a dance out of his … reluctance to partake in such social events in the first place. he REGRETS that this is also out of necessity, for his interests are currently placed elsewhere. SWEAT formed on his forehead as his gaze frantically darts around the ballroom for a certain, rather AMBITIOUS ( and quite frankly, terrifying ) student seeking him out like a hawk eyeing a fish hopelessly flopping along a narrow river stream. ❛ if you would be so kind … ❜
the other’s suspicious body language fuels the urge to decline the offer. in hopes of beholding the sights of just what or who inspired such fretting, lilac crown shifts, turning to look behind him. a soft hum on his lips as he finds nothing of interest. just students chasing after one another, their smiles seemingly contagious. eyes still cast away as he speaks, a light jest dancing along his lips, matching the pace of the steps upon the dance floor. ❝ how can i be sure you won’t step on my toes. ❞

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EDELGARD, HRESVLGSE.·
“you look more uncomfortable than hubert.” edelgard leans against the vacant wall next to yuri, just behind all the tables & the bustling students. she sports a bemused expression for ahead of them, dorothea leads hubert in a theatrical dance— the mix of displeasure & focus on his face. never prone to forgetting her manners though, she nurses two cold glasses of the weak wine the academy allows their students to consume in her hands & she’s thankful for its frigidity when the ballroom seems so humid. “would you like a drink, yuri? it’s an awfully warm evening.”
@lucdex··· / ball starter.
❝ it’s been quite a long time since i’ve been to one of these. ❞ disconnection between surface and abyss has forced nobles, commoners, criminals, and all else in between into uncharted territory. isolation beneath such holy grounds. abyss acted as sanctuary to heretics and blasphemous beings, a sort of solace to those deemed undeserving. generosity received in the most cruelest of ways. frivolous activities, such as these social events, are not willingly offered to the people beneath the surface, the snakes in the dirt.
when she offers the glass of wine, he willingly accepts it, eyes quickly fixating on the whatever cheap cabernet the church offered its students. ❝ thanks. ❞ follow suit, a quiet laughter slips from painted lips, exhalation fogging the glass now pressed to his lip. ❝ i guess ----- or maybe it’s just because there are so many eager students crowding the ballroom. ❞
CONSTANCE, ASHENOBLE.
frustration writes itself blatantly across her features. perhaps it is the deprivation of sleep that renders her words barely coherent before him, still, it does not change the disgruntled groan that escapes her. thrice, did she attempt to explain her theory to him – was there a fault in her methods?
she huffs, arms folding across her chest. “ what i’m saying is that you, have access to the network i need to restore my house. ” and here before them lies incoherent scribbles of arithmetic and their respective solutions.
❝ is that right? ❞ perhaps through unlawful means, he’s accidentally established some sort of connection between himself and her fallen house. charm and blackmail coerced enough nobles for him to establish some sort of networking system. admittedly, it how he was capable of helping the dwellers of the abyss, through ill - gotten gains.
and while disinterest takes form on his features, there is slight intrigue still bubbling beneath the surface. ❝ care to explain it ... better? ❞
CLAUDE, REGANCRESTED .
‘ i want you to join the golden deer, ’ he says, leaning back in his chair. his proposition is bound to cause some raised eyebrows among other things. perhaps some concern even. to hear the infamous schemer propose such offer would make many students restless; but even if they hadn’t heard it just seeing him together with the lord of the abyss would have been enough to start some ruckus already.
❝ now, you know i can’t do that. ❞ phantom leader, that he is; boldly claiming sovereignty over a house who, as per the church of seiros, is nonexistent. desertion seemed like betrayal, another sin to add to his list ---- along with the names of students he would be leaving behind. abyss would know no peace without him and his guiding hands. and yet, even so, he would consider the gains of accepting this proposition. ill - gotten, of course, but he could make use of the rewards he’d earn. ❝ i can’t wait to hear what you’ll offer me, though. that’d be interesting. ❞
FERDINAND, AETHELE.·
❝ you are friends with constance, yes ? ❞ despite himself, there is a low-strung note of some bygone sadness, perhaps wistfulness, to his voice. still, he keeps is gaze stern, a forced hardness that coats it like gleaming cuirass. ❝ do you see her often ? —– if so, i have a favor to ask. ❞
@lucdex· // ♡
❝ i wouldn’t say friends, exactly, but ------- sure, let’s go with that. ❞ intrigue wrought beneath supple flesh, embedded in his bones, visible solely by the quirk of his brow. lips manage to twist as he plays so gingerly a delightful tune of nonchalance, forsaking seriousness in favor of playfulness : ❝ a favor, yeah? and what could you possibly want with constance, i wonder? maybe ... a date with the lovely lady? now, i'm no matchmaker, but i could spare you the humiliation and tell you she’d reject you on the spot. ❞
* CHARMING, AREN’T I?

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@exhalts asked : “ your eyes can be so cruel ... ”
your eyes can be so cruel, they said. what a strange, albeit not necessarily untrue, assessment of his character. his smile, wicked; but his eyes never cruel? perhaps no one noticed before. dwelling beyond the beauty of lilac irides, something inhuman found comfort behind a pastel barricade, awaiting the day it outshone the bright glimmer of deception. the glow dusts his cheeks in soft crimson shades, brightens the ivory smile. but he is no less sinful beneath the mask.
❝ well, aren’t you observant. ❞ devastatingly sweet tones add to the fabrication of man, but the serpent ‘neath the flesh hissed loudly and bore it’s venomous fangs in defense. the monastery harbored monsters, eden slowly rotted away with their stench; but the church, ever so carefully, masked it with scents of rosewater, lavender, and chamomile. the archbishop and her clandestine knights, how they kept up appearances for their people was astounding. he simply adapted to their habits, perhaps; stole their facades, twisted them and made it his own.
a wider smile, before : ❝ yours aren’t so different either. ❞
“are you a top or a bottom?” i’m a threat
when the surface dwellers are too scared to drink sewer water
AERITH, GRDNA.
❝ it’s called body painting. ❞ STROKE OF SOFTENED BRISTLES AGAINST UNPAINTED skin on florist’s forearm ; downcasting verdant gaze to porcelain surface. a hobby which she took self lessons on over the course of her years ; starting out as scribble strokes turned to flora portraits && so much more. ( LOCATIONS OF HER WORK ON FOREARMS && BACKS ). ❝ it’s quite relaxing from what my customers have told me && of course , ticklish too depending on the person. ❞ corners rose high on her front , adjusting sight from her own limb to the other. ❝ would you like a painting? ❞
STARTER CALL - @lucdex·
one’s body is a canvas, is that it? artwork ‘pon the human form does intrigue him. reminds him of the delicate powders dusted upon his cheeks and eyelids in the morning, the gloss painted ‘pon his lips. ❝ well, that is interesting. ❞ gaze focuses on marble flesh, unmarked, unmarred even though stained by blood. perhaps the art would cause the phantom bloodstains to vanish; though, the regrets will forever linger in his own heart, he supposes. ❝ what would you paint for me? ❞
GRIMMJOW, DESTRUCTIVOUR·.
’ you were starin` at me awfully fuckin` hard there for a minute. that coulda` given anyone 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮 𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑨. ‘
❝ perhaps i was admiring your awfully nice bone structure. who could have possibly misconstrued that for anything else? ❞

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for each 💋 ill write a nsfw headcanon about my muse. ( 💋 x 4 )
- yuri is not ashamed of his sexuality nor of his charms. in fact, he uses it to his advantage. not that he uses sex as a weapon, but rather ... he uses it for his own selfish gains. by that, i mean : one night stands, for him, are about pleasuring himself, not so much the other person. it’s a way of relieving stress, indulge in his own desires for once. with that, he’s not too fond of masturbating. not that he doesn’t ... do it. it’s just, there is nothing to be gained from pleasuring himself. while it could be useful, releasing built up pressures, he still prefers another person to get him off. - considering his personality, it’s not so surprising that yuri is sexually dominant. though he does switch, but only in cases that it’s someone he actually cares about. he likes to have full control, regardless of who the other person is. he’s very vocal about it, too; very demanding, in a sense. he will make his desires known. there are occasions in which he can be gentle, and in such instances he takes part in body worship and praising. such moments are of course, saved for another who’s claimed his heart. - yuri’s nails are kept at a short length for a variety of reasons. but mainly because since he’s a very dominant person in bed, he just really enjoys a good ol fashioned fingering session, to be blunt. while he does enjoy the pleasure he gets on the receiving end, there is also a large amount of satisfaction received watching his partner melt at his fingertips. the first thing once they’re undressed, yuri typically starts foreplay while paying a generous amount of attention to the other person’s wants and needs, focusing on what they like and what they don’t seem to like, where are they sensitive and etc. - lastly, ya’ll knew i was gonna mention it . but choking. yeah. yeah. yeah. he like’s a bit of choking. on both parts. but nothing that would severely hurt each other. just a nice hand wrapped ‘round his throat is enough.
my excuse is that everyone else was doing it so. yuri is x100000 cuter. but its okay.