#jiyxu

meme ( not accepting ! ) 

the offer was one she honestly expected from the man ; if there was a song that he liked to a certain extent, there would be no doubt that his energy would urge him to dance. so, a soft smile of bemusement curled upon her lips, eyes glowing with warmth as she peered up to the man, her quiet admiration of his joy and bliss cut short by his offer. for a moment, she’d remain silent, merely tilting her head as she observed him rather shamelessly ( ah, she would be due some teasing from the elder, but for one moment, she wouldn’t mind. seeing him so happy made it worth it ). however, knowing that such an offer wouldn’t stand for long, she’d quietly grasp the hand held out for her, smiling up to the man as she easily clambered up from the blankets strewn about over the grass, and into her dear friend’s arms. 

“ah, you’re going quite fast,” the girl would squeal in her excitement, laughter spilling from smiling lips as he immediately overwhelmed her in an energetic dance. “slow down, slow down,” she’d almost whine, the man merely chuckling in his bemusement as she stumbled about, struggling to find a place to properly begin their dance. 

“but dear, it’s a quick song,” he’d tease, the girl merely huffing as she found herself pressed into the man’s chest, instead halting him to take in this moment once more. for a moment, the man was stiff ( surprised, perhaps ; while they were quite affectionate with one another, to be so straightforward was never in their tendencies ), though once she felt his arms easily weave around her, guiding her into his embrace, she easily felt the warmth from their emotions lace into the tenderness of their gentle clash. 

“what’s this about, hm?” he mumbled against her hair, the girl merely shaking her head. she wouldn’t answer, not just yet ; he knew the answer, she knew that he did, but perhaps saying it aloud would spoil the fruit of her love for him. so, she’d merely settle for another statement, another confession ( perhaps with the same tenderness, the same sensations of wonder, of bliss, of an unknown fear ), pressing her lips upon his clothed sternum, where his heart beat so languidly.

“i’m just happy, querido ( sweetheart ). to spend time with you, to - to be here with you. i’m really happy.” such words were kept muffled into his clothes, into his chest ( so only his heart could hear such tender words of her love ). but as she felt his hand easily come to touch freckled cheeks, guide her by her face to look to him, a slight smile would come to her lips as she easily leaned into such touch, pushing herself up to her toes to reach him once more. 

  “ Just -- set that box over there.  Thank you, Archer. “

  The process of returning to his family estate had been grueling, for sure.  Exhausted, Cecil slumps against one of the walls-- the place is in a decent way, at least.  It isn’t falling apart, that is.  A bit of dust won’t kill them.  The magus notes that aforementioned dust is nowhere close to what ought to have a accumulated in A TEN YEAR SPAN.  

  Then the family has still been sending maids, from time to time, to care for it’s upkeep. 

The choice to return to the estate had been...taxing.  Emotionally and physically, and he would like not to dwell on the presence of the house.  ( There is a chip in the wood floor by the fireplace where a sword had gone through his fathers chest && embedded deep into the wood.  No stains to speak of, as they’d been well cleaned, but it doesn’t erase their presence from his head. ) They couldn’t wage war from his one bedroom apartment, though.  It never would have worked.  They needed space.  Cecil needed a proper alchemy lab. 

So HOME it was. 

   “ There’s countless rooms in this estate, I have no idea where anything is anymore.  Feel free to wander around, nothings off limits.  For now, I’m going to head down into the cellar to check on my fathers lab. “  

@jiyxu

[剣] – He was always curious about the infamous ‘green dragon’ and the ferocious power it wields. It was something to be revered, yet fearful of. An entity that had to be kept enchained, away from the rest of the village for fear of invaders coming to claim the beast. But hearing about it just didn’t satiate his curious mind. 

Cautiously the boy approaches the hovel, bruised and dirtied hands reaching, quietly scaling the wayward vines that climb the structure. Souji perches himself on the thatched roof, small hands gripping onto the frame of the small window for balance. Adrenlaine courses though his small body, he can feel his heart pounding in excitement. Finally, he will be able to see that dragon for himself. He leans forward, inquisitive emerald eyes peer inside the dark space, sweeping his gaze in search of a beast-- was it a very large dragon? He supposes that I can’t be too big considering the size of this hovel. However, much to his dismay he doesn’t find a beast inside, but another boy. 

⇻ ♛ ― “Ye’ know, I can feel yer’ eyes burnin’ through me. 

[ Jae-ha ]

"Jaeha, I haven't dressed up for Halloween since I was ten, let alone dressed up to go to a haunted house," she admits, a smile forming on her lips as she unzips the garment bag containing the costume he's so eager for her to wear. 

"Do you even know my size?" she laughs, lips purse, half scowling half smirking as her hazel eyes snap up at him.

"How do you know I'll even fit into--” she trails off, eyes widening when she sees the costume, well crafted and tailored, complete with all the trimmings and embellishments you would expect in a professionally designed costume for a theater production. “This. Is. Amazing. But what if I look silly in this... and what will you be wearing? I can’t dress up in costume alone!”

“your self-esteem suffered? my, of course I will change that then...” she takes his hand and kisses his palm, giving him a bright smile. “you are beautiful, not just on the outside, nobody needs to tell you that ---but what I fell in love with, is your character.

your kindness, the way you laugh and smile at me when you see me. the way, the world becomes a kinder place thanks to you - the way you carry your believes with a head held high.” she kneels down to press a kiss to his knee. “...I love you, I love you so much, that it hurts just to think you believe your self-esteem to have taken any kind of damage.”