#aiitherios

This ko-fi sketch commission of my OC Leon and @aiitherios’ OC Eleni in her owl form is made by @tempusumbra!

Someone is certainly feeling bold tonight. As Camilla takes a moonlight stroll with Eleni clinging to her arm, she finds herself leaning on the balcony of the palace’s gardens, her evening dress on, some furs slung over her back and her arms to keep her warm. They would be over her shoulders too, but the dress she’s wearing is backless, so she wants to show it off. She watches Eleni lean in after they have a mild conversation, and get closer, and closer until -- Their lips meet in a chaste kiss. The redhead blushes as red as her hair and stutters something, but the Queen takes her hand and shushes her by laughing.

“Oh, Eleni! Did you think you could get away with just the one?”

She teases, before leaning in and taking another kiss from the woman. It’s a little heavier, and a lot more passionate, but that’s just what you get when you kiss Camilla.

“I could do this all night, you know.”

      ❝ try this for me. ❞  plum speaks up to nagasone as she takes a small sample of the food she was cooking for the day. while she's confident in her cooking, she needed to be sure what she was preparing that day would be good to the others as well. and while it's only one sword warrior she's asking right now, she can still get an opinion from him.

    Today’s monster sighting was in need of front row tickets, with a particular leader girl on tonight’s spotlight. Brick conveniently perched himself on a roof with a full view of the fight, occasionally throwing a jab or two of commentary from the distance. One nasty blow landed the red-haired Puff across town, sending Brick off into hysterics. As he threw his head back and clutched his stomach to catch his breath, he didn’t notice the ground shaking below him. By the time he opened his eyes, it was to an over-sized claw swinging SMACK into him. 

     The air knocked out of him, there wasn’t nearly enough time to react. By the time his body responded, he was only able to flail his arms in the air MISERABLY. Hitting the concrete with full force wasn’t something unfamiliar to him, and the usual pain from impact shot through his body with the brutal landing. With a groan, the ginger rolled over on his side, his vision adjusting to blurred surroundings. Reaching out for what he assumed to be a pole, he loosened his grasp as his eyes began to make out the familiar figure towering above him. Bloody nose, bruised lip and all, he flashed a wide grin as those pink hues became crystal clear. 

❛  eh? no, it’s not magic...?  it’s called a smartphone!!  newer models of these things can even scan people’s faces and recognize them!!  you can even call people from across the world ‘n not a second of lag between it all. it’s .. much faster  than carrier pigeon, i can guarantee that. you can play around with mine if you want?  ❜   the fact that the poor soul has no idea what a phone is, in this day and age, is incredible. but he doesn’t say a thing--what could you say that wouldn’t hurt someone who’s apparently been hiding out under a rock for the past two centuries??

"So tell me, is it true all angels sing well or is that just a myth?"