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From Friends of Askr Event Starters. ||   ⛸ - To have my muse bump into your muse while ice skating

@prince-of-askr

Another autumn had passed. Leaning against the railing of the skating rink, Seteth found himself musing if the passing of time had always been so swift. It seemed like yesterday the boughs of trees were adorned with splashes of vibrant color, pleasing the eyes and providing shade to the specters fortunate enough to rest a moment to witness their beauty. Humans hardly had any time at all on this earth to appreciate its beauty; Limited hours to dedicate to stillness. The holiday season blasted through with such great urgency that the man had little memories of the time, other than his daughter’s expression as she tore through her gifts vigorously on Christmas Day.

He looked to the device on his wrist--a gift from Flayn--which presented him both the time and date. It was already February, the Pegasus Moon at that, and he had learned that it was a time for merriment. To embrace friendships and romantic relationships through the purchase of gifts, food, and dedicating time for them during this month. 

Friendships. He lifted his expression, spotting Flayn as she continued to circle round and round the skating rink, wearing a wide smile. I would not call it forbidden, but...difficult in execution. He thought to himself, gazing to his hand, which had hardly aged despite the millennia that had passed.

Below are a set of starters to get some platonic-- or romantic, threads started! Perfect for getting your muse in the spirit of Valentines.

Romantic

☕️ - For your muse to ask my muse on a coffee date

⛸ - To have my muse bump into your muse while ice skating

🍷 - Your muse prepares my muse dinner at home, paired with a good bottle of wine

💍 - Our muses renew their marriage vows or one muse proposes to the other in a romantic getaway

🍱 - Our muses take a scenic hike, finding a quiet spot to settle down for a picnic

✨ - For our muses to go stargazing together

Platonic

🍬 - For our muses to go and buy discounted candy together after Valentine’s Day

🎮 -For our muses to stay in and play video games together

✂️ - Our muses get crafty at a Pinterest party for two, trying out all kinds of fun crafts

🐟 - Our muses venture to a popular fishing spot for an afternoon on the water

🛏️ - PILLOW FIGHT!!

From Friends of Askr Event Starters. ||  🐟 - Our muses venture to a popular fishing spot for an afternoon on the water.

@heirofhousehevring

“I must admit, I did not expect you to hold any fondness for fishing.” Seteth said, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. Seated at the edge of the wooden dock, Seteth held his fishing rod steady in his hands, waiting for the inevitable bite of a fish that he would drag to the surface. It had been years since hunger necessitated him to cast out a line. Rather than fishing for survival, he instead undertook the task as a method of self-comfort; to drag his mind away from the stress of the daily management of church affairs, among other concerns. Water, no, the ocean, was a familiar presence he associated with pleasant times. Perhaps that is why he continued to gravitate to the embrace of the waves, even after all these years.

It hadn’t been in his plans to fish alongside Linhardt--they had simply ended up in the same place at the same time. He often fished alone, but supposed that fishing with someone else wasn’t terribly troublesome. 

@velvetrabbitheart

Cichol’s great, expansive wings stretched across the cloudless sky, collecting the warmth of the sun’s brilliant rays as he glided towards his destination with ease. The skies had always been his secondary home. Perhaps it was this sense of natural belonging that prevented him from experiencing the fear of falling; colliding with the earth and meeting his end. With a powerful flap of his wings, the dragon rose to an even higher elevation before he swooped downward, scanning the land for a familiar settlement. His mother had selected him to participate in the pamba mesa, which was being hosted by none other than the Taguel clan this year. He was uncertain of the project they would request assistance with prior to the sharing of a meal, but he felt a sense of pride in being selected to represent the Nabateans.

Several hundred feet away from the burrow, Cichol slowly came to a landing. As he gingerly lowered himself to the earth, his the power of his wings blew against the trees and flora like a powerful breeze. When his weight finally landed upon the earth, it trembled beneath him, and dust scattered into the air, obscuring the dragon’s form. Cichol huffed, sending the raised soil and dust away from his body. It was as if the earth itself was responding to Cichol’s power, and the cracks that had marred its service with his landing faded.

A glow enveloped him as he shifted to a human form, the sound of crackling echoing among the trees as bones shifted and rearranged during the transformation. When the light faded, where a great dragon stood a human. His forest green hair was long, tucked neatly into a hair tie. A short, well-trimmed beard shaped his face, and striking green eyes sought the crowd of shifters beginning to gather.

He approached the group, a brown paper package carefully wrapped with twine in his hands.

From Friends of Askr Event Starters. ||  🐟 - Our muses venture to a popular fishing spot for an afternoon on the water.

@let-flayn-cook

Shaaaaa, came the sound of her welcome. It was a kind, gentle call, like a mother’s loving whisper as she affectionately kisses her child that has returned home. Closing his eyes, Seteth could feel the embrace of the Rhodo’s Coast breezes rushing through his hair, caressing his skin intimately. The smell of salt hung in the air in a thick layer. To most it was perturbing and uncomfortable, but to Seteth, it was pleasant, honeyed fragrance. It was home.

Their absence had been for far too long and in the silence between them, Seteth discerned that Flayn felt just the same. For the two of them, this place was special; more sacred than all of Garreg Mach Monastery. Though their family had its beginnings in Embarr, most of their time had been spent here, living a quiet life as a family. Countless memories shaped the sands of the coast. Everywhere he looked, he could see a mirage of Flayn as a child splashing about on the shore, or his wife attending to the fire that would prepare their supper. It brought a rare smile to his face and finally, he turned his gaze to Flayn.

First and foremost, I’d like to give a big thank you to everyone who applied to take part in the Friends of Askr Initiative. This is a great opportunity to thread with someone new, or with a muse you never considered threading with previously! You may use an event-related thread prompt to get started with your partner, or you may message one another and start something completely new. If you have any trouble at all contacting your thread partner, please let me know, and I can coordinate to the best of my ability, or locate a new partner.

In addition, threads may be platonic or romantic--it is up to the muns to determine the nature of the thread.

With that out of the way, it’s time to announce the pairs! The pairs, as selected via a random team generator, are as follows:

Seteth (@st-cichol) & Panne (@velvetrabbitheart)

Flayn (@let-flayn-cook) & Eir (@ladyeuthanasia)

Xander (@thornedregalia) & Alfonse (@prince-of-askr)

It is now time to say goodbye to the Friends of Askr event.

You are free to continue all event threads until their stopping point. While  no new threads based on this event can be made, we hope you’ve had fun!

If you have any asks from the event remaining in your inbox, you’re free to post them when they’re done. We hope very much that you’ll stay with us for our future events!

From Friends of Askr Event. || Romantic (Modern AU)

Gingerly, Eliwood placed the vase packed with fresh roses at the center of the table, stepping back and smiling warmly at the sight of his work. Countless Valentine’s Days had passed since Hector and he established their relationship, but the passing years never deterred Eliwood from spoiling his partner as much as possible on this day. The ginger-haired man had never struggled when it came to expressing his love and devotions to those for which he cared, and the most common mode of his affection was through food.

Laid out before him was a grand meal, suitable for a noble from a fairy tale. White dishes stood boldly on the back drop of velvety red table clothes and napkins, with scattered rose petals that decorated the table. The main course was a delicious garlic butter steak and scallops, with a generous saucer of butter sauce waiting for Hector’s use. The meal was paired with a colorful apple cranberry pecan salad, which was crisp and fresh on a bed of multiple greens. The side dishes included crispy, garlicky roasted herb potatoes and cheesy, creamy herb spinach, providing a generous variety without excessive waste. Naturally, the dinner also consisted of homemade rolls, with Hector’s favorite seasonings. In the fridge awaited a strawberry New York cheesecake, which Eliwood ensured wouldn’t be too sweet for his husband.

The sound of the door and excited, barking dogs captured Eliwood’s attention, and he pulled his gaze from the table. Approaching the door to their home, Eliwood approached his beloved, wrapping his arms around him and greeting him with a kiss.