#sharena fe

I love how both sides of the melt came out tbh, pixelated finishes are so underrated

And thank god it survived shipping lol

Alfonse wonders if he’s going to get grey hairs early from all of your antics, he told you to perhaps slow down with the amount of wine you were drinking and now you clinging onto him for support struggling to walk where you need to go. Despite his supposed frustration at your drunkenness he still submits when you stretch out your arms demanding he cuddle with you while you go to sleep.

Sharena is drinking too, and you’re both giggling over nothing, sneaking to the kitchen to get a late night snack. Somehow between the two of you, you manage to bake some cookies, but there’s flour everywhere because she purposely put some on you and you threw some back until you were both on the floor laughing your asses off covered in flour.

Fjorm doesn’t drink, she can’t with her condition, but she doesn’t stop you, in fact she thinks it’s good that you’re letting loose. All though when she noticed that your mug had been refilled more times than she had fingers she was quick to intercept and tell you that you might be having too much fun. She can’t say she’s entirely sympathetic the next morning when you groan about your throbbing headache but she still places a cool hand to your forehead regardless.

Gunnthra warns you that there isn’t any point trying to keep up drinking with some of the rowdier heroes but you didn’t listen to her, allowing yourself to fall victim to their goading. When you wake up the next morning, nauseous, head throbbing, and unable to recall the exact events from the night prior, she’s sitting waiting with a remedy in hand and a smile that just says I told you so.

Claude isn’t sure how you ended up so drunk, like he was keeping a good eye on you the whole night and how much you were drinking... either you’re a light weight or a sneaky drinker. He’s quick to stand right next to you and support you so you don’t fall on your face, then joking to you the next morning about how you’re awfully chatty when you’ve had a few drinks... even if you’re not.