My heart, that Aqua x Ryouma fic was superb I luv it. It's very well written, I really adore the ending and also how you wrote Aqua. It was so IC and just great. Please continue to write more fe fics, I look forward to them.
oh gosh ehe iām really glad that you loved it! by now people can probably see that iām guilty of loving parallels in my works so itās great that the ending stood out to you.
tbh i was nervous about this one because in what world does that count as fluff instead of a shot of melancholy but i couldnāt get the scene out of my mind while i was coming up with something. also thank god you found aqua IC because i struggled a lot with her character.
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Yes, I think Aqua is the best fit for Ryouma. In his supports with her, he says that he always wanted to marry her and that he always wanted her to rely on him. He had to change the thought of being married to her or getting with her due to him being the first prince, when in reality, he wanted to think of her as a precious lover. Aqua mentions in one of her supports that he and Mikoto were her saviors. Aqua should be his bride in the story, is what I think. If you don't its fine. Your thoughts?
Sorry, Aqua is ineligible on account of being sealed at the bottom of a ravine.
Lon'qu defending his wife against a huge bug scenario. Thanks :)
can i just. say. huge bugs would make me shriek, so. here u go. basically my reaction. //
The shriek that had come from their tent had gotten quite a few looks, and Lonāqu himself had gotten up to get over to her as quick as he could. When he entered, however, to see his wife with a chair in front of her, a /very large/ beetle on her paperwork, he shivered, but moved in front of her. After a few attempts at getting it to move, he moved and grabbed the bug, throwing it outside and immediately wiping his hands on his pant leg. Once he got aĀ hug from his wife from behind, however, he stiffened, before relaxing once he heard her quietly whisper āthank youā.
Please don't be so negative to yourself. Think and be grateful of the qualities you do have or the things you do possess. You have beautiful writing for example and I here you make art. Many other people are worse off, and you don't deserve to feel worthless. Every human being is worthy, even the ones who feel like they aren't. Usually they're the ones more worthy than the ones sure of their worth. Now please have an excellent day. I sincerely wish you all the best.
As much as I would want to be happy with my hobbyā¦ Thereās one glaring problem; I am a full-blown perfectionist hence donāt come wondering why I can get extremely critical and negative towards myself.
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Please write a lon'qu x olivia fic. Good job reaching 250 followers by the way.
Thank you! Hereās a little ficlet! <3
He stares just a little too long, fromthe way Basilio claps him on the shoulder. Blast. Caught.
āYou eyeing my girl?ā he asks.
Basilio has all but adopted Olivia,despite the fact that he only has perhaps fifteen years on her.Everyone knows it. She is his darling pet, his family. He keeps hersuitors away with a stiff hand because she is shy. He indulges herevery wish in turn for her entertainment of his guests. She tells himher secrets and he keeps them.
āNo, sir,ā says Lon'qu.
The hand on his shoulder squeezespainfully hard before it lets go.
āShame,ā says Basilio. That aloneis enough to make Lon'qu flinch.
āDo not tease me.ā
āWho said Iām teasing? One day sheāllbe too old to dance, and then what?ā
āHer Khan will provide for her.ā
Basilio snorts. āBy the time she canbe convinced to stop, Iāll already be dead, Iām sure. Iād prefer itif she had someone else to look after her, too. She forgets to do itfor herself.ā
āIām your man in all things,ā saysLon'qu. āExcept this.ā
āCan you blame me for hoping itāll besomebody I can trust?ā
āItās up to her. Not you.ā
Basilio only chuckles. āIām going tofind Flavia. I know sheās jealous; her dancer isnāt half as good.ā
Another clap on the shoulder and heāsgone. Lon'qu clenches his teeth when he realizes the absence ispurposeful, just more of Basilioās blessing. Without the big manaround, he canāt find the restraint to keep his eyes from wanderingback to her.
Olivia is beautiful, so beautiful itterrifies him. Everything about her seems dainty, magical, andpowerful all at once: the soles of her feet as they beat against theground, the rolling of her hips, the shapes her wrists and hands makeas they follow her movements, like delicate trails of smoke leftafter blowing out a candle.
How do women manage it, he wonders. What about heris so feminine, so repulsive and compelling at the same time? Is itjust the shape of her waist he doesnāt want to think about? The smellof her perfume when she passes by?
Lon'qu wants to touch her. Just for amoment, just the edge of her palm or the ends of her pale hair. Thatfrightens him too. He would brush it away as desire, a natural andunfortunate circumstance of his birth, but he canāt. Not after allthe little smiles heās had to tuck away after seeing her smile. Aftera performance she feels proud of or a satisfying practice. Her mouthmakes a fascinating shape, small and sweet like the wedge of amandarin orange. He canāt ever bring himself to return the gesture,but he nods at her from Basilioās side so that she doesnāt feelignored.
Heās been staring so long, so lost inhis thoughts, that he feels a jolt when their eyes meet. Lon'qu wantsto wrench his gaze away but canāt manage it. Had she felt his stare?Was that not impossible? Could it be that she was thinking of him,and looked to Basilioās box to see if he was watching?
Foolish, Lon'qu chides himself. She wasprobably just checking to see if her patron approved of the newroutine she had been practicing so hard. And yet, now that itās himsheās looking at, her lips turn up Ā into that timid but genuinecurve.
Itās ridiculous to think that in a roompacked full of people, with her spotlighted on the stage below,Lon'qu finally feels comfortable, but itās true. For just that slight moment itfeels like theyāre entirely alone. And so, just this once, he smilesback.
-soft blush and giggles- No. Basilio saved me when a nobleman kidnapped me and tried to force me to marry him. I-I had no where to go, so he allowed me to go back to Regna Ferox with him.Ā
ā¦I think heāll always think of me as just a silly little girlā¦
