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Sentence Starter Meme | Accepting

UNDER THE MISTLETOE | @allybond | NOT ACCEPTING

NO ONE really wanted to take the decorations down,  for the New Years approached quickly,  bringing with it the thought of what the two,  no,  the country would do next.  The war had ended just a month ago,  just before the Yuletide.  Thus,  Kotaru and Sharena had been quickly married,  though in a wedding beyond either’s wildest imagination.  

THUS,  they rest in the gardens of the palace,  dressed in pretty robes and one blanket drawn ‘round their shoulders.  The hustle,  the inane bustle,  it was all something they needed a break from.  Gods,  they loved their new life,  but it was loud,  and Kotaru,  well,  Kotaru was happy to find some silence. 

HOWEVER,  Sharena called them over,  her voice lilting like a song.  Kotaru skips up,  and draws the blanket tighter around them.  There stands Sharena,  her regal visage catching their attention.  Of course, her hands are behind her back.  ❛  M-My love,  what are you doing?  ❜

SHARENA giggled,  and revealed what she was hiding.  A last sprig of mistletoe from the Yuletide decorations.  ❛  Look what I found!  ❜  her smile was eyecatching,  beautiful,  and warm.  Kotaru leans up on their tippie toes,  before kissing Sharena’s cheek.  

“Whoa, what the- come on, this must have cost way too much!” 

Mia’s concerned yelp didn’t stop her from reaching out and almost snatching the blade from Sharena, her eyes shining as she ran long fingers over the hilt. She was still learning the specifics of how a blade was forged, but just through her own years of practice she could tell this was…exceptional.

SOFT SENTENCE STARTERS. | ACCEPTING

“you’re not, your highness,” ren says, quick to reassure her as he sets aside his notes. countless heroes here had corrected him on referring to them by their titles - most of all, princess sharena and her brother themselves - but it was simply too soon to feel safe discarding the titles and respect that seemed to carry over from gundalia.

“it’s just that this is all very new to me,” he admits. “i’m not used to people...wanting me around without having some ulterior motive. i’m not used to people of your status being so open and friendly with others.”

he wasn’t used to having friends would be an easier way to put it, but it wasn’t entirely true either. he had had the brawlers, for the brief months he’d been among them. and anyways, it’s not like the brawlers had royalty the way gundalia and the order of heroes did. but the way that royalty treated people was completely different from one another.

" It's okay, Alfonse! Maybe we just need to spend more time together. "

“We... we probably do.” He hadn’t been giving her the attention she deserved lately, come to think of it... god, he really was a sorry excuse for an older brother.

for truth  |  @allybond

SWEET,  serene Sharena brought their nervous hands to her.   They’re not sure what to tell her  -  after all,  there are plenty of things to be happy about.  Sharena had made them happy,  her ring on their finger,  her love in their heart,  but there will always be longing.  They will always wish to come home,  even if home is,  perhaps,  no longer an option.

PERHAPS,  SOME DAY,  the war would end,  and they could come and go between Askr and Hoshido as they pleased.  But,  for now,  they were here,  and they fiddle with the ring on their finger.

POETIC STARTERS. | ACCEPTING

“me too.”

ingrid hasn’t stopped touching sharena since they got her back. just small, gentle touches, making sure she was here, she was real…it felt surreal, all of it. from losing sharena, to storming the land of the dead, to fighting for sharena’s soul- it didn’t feel real. 

right now, sitting outside on the steps to hel’s castle, the gentle rise and fall of sharena’s shoulder underneath ingrid’s head was the only thing that felt real. if ingrid could just stay here, in this moment of quiet intimacy, for the rest of her life, she would. 

an idea buzzed in the back of her head, where it’d stayed throughout their journey to get her back; now that she was here, it was brought to the forefront of ingrid’s mind. another time, maybe even a few months ago, ingrid would have thought this too early to ask something like this, but…

but if her heart was set, and knew what she wanted…why wait?

OH IT IS LOVELY.  Oh,  the snow,  upon the courtyard’s stone paths,  how it all enthused them,  enthralled in the beauty of winter.  Kotaru was a summer soul,  yes,  but there was serenity in the winter,  beauty that even they could appreciate.  Kotaru snuggles into Sharena’s arms,  and smiles sweetly,  oh,  so sweetly.