#gracefulprecision

She  remains  quiet,  hoping  that  her  arm,  albeit  covered  in  leather,  isn’t  too  warm  for  the  other  woman  as  she  leads  her  out  of  the  throneroom.

Then  she  sees  the  rapier  tied  to  Fiora’s  waist.  Her  pupils  dilate  into  almost  completely  round  shapes,  eyes  trained  on  it  ——  still,  she  is  too  shy  to  ask  about  it.

Vladimir only hummed at this. Though most days it is easy to just pick a raptor when needed. That wasn’t how the instructor saw it. To him, it required more of bonding with a raptor. It wasn’t like shopping at a market and just hope for the best.

“Well, I have many. Come come.”

The instructor motioned for her to follow him. Stroking the feathers of the sleeping raptor that he held as it chirped. Leading her to the grounds that most raptors would be at and waiting for the instructor. There were many young raptors that played around while some slept.

@gracefulprecision​:  “plots please” (Vayne)

Moon I’m going to ship it we both know it.

01.  Vayne and Fiora attending some sort of formal gathering and bumping into each other. It could be their first meeting where they bond over how boring / tedious the whole thing is. It could be them meeting and already knowing each other, too.

02.  Fiora going to Vayne’s estate. Would she like it? Would she hate it? Either way she’s there and Vayne tells her very seriously not to snoop around, cause she won’t like what she’ll find.

03.  I don’t know I’m just a dumb lesbian who wants Vayne to come back home all bloodied after a hunt and Fiora waiting for her there. Her helping Vayne clean up and stuff. Swiping blood off her face oh my fucking god it happened already didn’t it.

Vladimir tilted his head to the side, studying Lady Laurent. He was hoping that she would answer his many questions but she was right. If he knew it, he shouldn’t be asking. 

@gracefulprecision​​:  😍 for a kiss in greeting

She  is  not  sure  exactly  why  the  other  wants  her  to  lean  down,  but  she  does  so  anyway.  What  happens  next,  she  couldn’t  have  expected  in  a  million  years  ——  Fiora  brushes  her  cheeks  to  Leona’s  in  one  side  first  &  then  the  other,  giving  a  couple  of  little  kissing  sounds  as  she  does.

Leona  just  stands  there,  a  blushing  mess  once  the  noblewoman  withdraws.  She  blinks,  lips  quivering  briefly  before  she  admits,   ❛   I  like  this  custom.   ❜   Leona  straightens  her  posture,  then,  &  clears  her  throat.   ❛   Targon  could  learn  a  bit  from  your  kingdom.   ❜

Summer Starters

“Seems to be that way most every day this season.” He retorts, flicking the brim of his beach hat which looks to be made of straw.

//they all need hugs tho lbr… :’)

[ Spare a ship? ] 

(It’s very fun to explore the ‘opposites attract’ trope, but it’s also very refreshing to work out a ship between characters similar in personality, and I think that would be the case with Fiora and Caitlyn!