so being the achievement hunter that i am (aka desperate for mimos to get arle's weapon but we don't talk about that) one of the new achievements in 4.6 is to hit the knave in her second phase (one wing!) with a ranged attack until she deflects it right at you. she uses her wing to do this and i just—
loudly thinking about arlecchino draping her wing around you. how it must feel so warm, maybe almost hot even, especially during the colder days; to keep her beloved safe in her embrace, as another layer of security around you. (she couldn't ever dream of seeing you hurt; she'd tear apart flesh and bone for you.)
battling alongside arlecchino, i imagine—perhaps you had gone out to stretch your legs, maybe do a commission, and she had offered to accompany you just to ensure your wellbeing (you accept, of course; it's a chance to spend time with your lover!)—a wayward projectile you don't manage to notice, but she does. arlecchino dashing in a blink of swift wind, and all you see is a flash of feathery scarlet covering your blindside. arlecchino is there, standing by you, and she shoots you a sideward glance, concern in those harsh yet quickly softening x's of hers.
"are you alright?" she asks, in a quiet hushed tone. when you assure her that yes, you very much are (thanks to her!), arle gives a firm nod.
ohhh, and the way she looks so sharply at the poor crossbowman who tried to shoot you in the back... you see the way he shivers in his boots just at arle's terrifying gaze. (he's not surviving for what he tried to do to the knave's beloved.)
when all the enemies are dispatched, and arlecchino's pale skin and gray coat are splattered with red (fortunately not hers), you draw her gently into a kiss and wipe her cheek clean of the red with your thumb.
"thank you," you whisper against her lips. her arms wind around your waist, protective, almost possessive of you—no one could dare to lay a hand on you, not while she can do anything about it.
"always," she breathes, her wing dispersing. and you know, if nothing else, that you'll always be safe with your beloved arlecchino.
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"Ah, Chrom..." they had been staring. Fiddling with their book and changing their weight to one foot and back again, repeating the process for an uncomfortable amount of time. They wanted to say something. Should say something. But what do you say to someone who lost someone dear to them so suddenly? So violently? If only they were better at speaking, if only they were someone who's words weighed heavy, if only... But Akira's none of that. And so the grip on the book tightens and the pain in their chest grows stronger. It wasn't supposed to be like this. "If you need something..." they start, slowly to not choke up again. They'd cry alongside Riquet and Nero instead, not in front of the man who so kindly took them in. "I'll do anything. So...even though it's out of line for me to ask, please lean on me."
This was NOT supposed to happen. He knows that his sister walked on a dangerous path there were people who didn't like what she was calling for. Peace for everyone? They scoffed at her dreams. He saw how people treated her at first but she proved that she can follow her words ... why... . . . why can't they trust her till the end? why can't they let her make it happen? Why must they ... kill her?
She didn't deserve that end ...
All she wanted was their peace ...
Why . . . ? . . . . why . . . . ?
Why did she leave them so early? Ylisse still needs her! Lissa still needs her! H-he .... he still needs her. A life without her is unimaginable! She was the mother and father and the big sister to him; she was everything. To be robbed of life that easily is unbearable.
Even though he steeled his heart when they managed to come back to the castle after the Exalt's demise, Chrom was still fighting to grasp what had happened. Gangrel's plan worked even though they tried to stop him, Emmeryn .... Emmeryn died, the Ylisseans are in shock, and his army is still in disbelief ... Lissa .... Lissa is still crying.
What should he do? . . . Someone please wake him up from this nightmare. Please!!
Chrom had been zoning off, spacing into the far distance when Akira came to find him. He didn't have the heart to stay in the castle after what happened so he remained in The Shepherds HQ. There is .... There is no way he would come back home without seeing, even a fraction of her dream true. He will be damned if he will let her sacrifice go to waste. She didn't choose that end for him to be a coward and not do anything. Still . . .he is still hurt. This wound would never seem to heal even as time goes by.
The prince snapped out of his train of thought when he felt someone's presence around him. " . . . ? . . . Aki...ra?" Frederick had requested that Chrom would use this preparation time to rest for a bit. Anyone with good eyesight would see how tired and ...lifeless his eyes had become. Even his usual lighthearted smile had gone. There's nothing he could do about it when there is nothing but hatred brewing in his heart. He knows this is not what his sister wished for but ... WHAT ELSE IS HE SUPPOSED TO FEEL WHEN HIS FAMILY WAS KILLED RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM? HE IS A HUMAN, TOO DAMN IT! He ... He can't be ... He can't be like her .... He's not good at controlling his emotions like her ....sobs ... damn it ... damn it!
He .. misses her.
And he is tired . . .
Usually, he would ask if something is wrong but today he has no ... well, how to say it ... he is not ... conscious of the world around him.
To be honest, Akira's hesitation somewhat irritated him. What does he want? If he has something to say just say it already! A frown knitted his eyebrows but thankfully, he managed to quel his, unreasonable, anger and wait for the other to speak up.
Damn it ...! he is getting angry for petty reasons, too? ... Perhaps he is not fit for her ideals if he can't get himself together now? How ...stupid. Stupid ... Stupid!
Pressing a hand against his face, he took a deep breath and then looked back at the young man. An eyebrow raised at what Akira had said initially, "some ...thing?" if he need something? How about someone tells him this is all but a bad dream and he will wake up soon? ....as if. He can't be cruel to the guy who came to ... cheer him up. Akira is a good guy. He knows that it's just... the timing could not be more unfavorable for him.
Calm down ... He's trying his best, too. Can't you see his willed-up eyes? Ah..right. Everyone has ...lost her, too, right? He remembers Akira mentioning that Riquet only came back because of Emmeryn so did Akira and Nero with him. They are ... mourning, too. Everyone lost Emmeryn.. not just him.
Heh... she was everyone's big sister, wasn't she? How much he hated sharing her but you can't contain a light like that to yourself, can you? She was ... she....damn it.....damn it.....
"I'll do anything. So...even though it's out of line for me to ask, please lean on me."
To these words, Chrom was stunned for a moment. His face was paralyzed with confusion and shock before he lowers it to grit his teeth in the hope he stops his quivering lips.
He's an idiot, isn't he?
Ylisse might regret having him as the next in line of succession but damn it... He will not give up! for people like Akira in his life!! How else is he supposed to repay them back for standing with him all this way?
"Aaah!!! Damn it!!!" his hands run down his face to wipe away the tears and tiredness out of his face. He took another deep breath before looking back at Akira. Hopefully, he has not scared him away with that mood swing haha ....ahem.
There is it ... the smile he missed for a while now. "Thank you ..." his voice though cracked a little bit. Oh, come on! It is not time to cry! "A-ahem, um .. Thank.. you. Thank you, Akira. I ... I don't know what I want now but ... I'll come to you if I needed it ... promise." there was a single teardrop escaping his right eye and before the dam lets loose he turns around. "I better .. check on everyone's preparations..."
"Akira... can you check on Riquet for me? I hope he's...doing well."
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࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 02:33 P.M 」
based on this video. this idea has been rotting in my brain for some while :') dad gojo will always have a soft spot in my heart <3
a part of gojo's love entries
your baby’s first trip to aquarium was such a cute affair you were sure you wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
“waaa~” your baby’s eyes were gleaming with wonder as he gazed at the diverse array of colorful fishes above him, completely captivated by the view.
and your husband...
“aren’t they pretty, hmm?” satoru asked his adorable son with a grin, pecking his cheek and holding him snugly in the baby carrier against his chest, with a backpack of baby essentials strapped on his back.
he was the very vision of a domestic dad, and along with your son, who was dressed in a bear onesie, complete with two little ears, they made a really irresistible pair. even you couldn’t fault the crowd for staring at them.
“fwaa! waa~” your munchkin was squirming with joy, his tiny fingers stretching out towards the sight before him. satoru giggled, moving closer to the glass to give his baby a better view.
“look! that’s clownfish! and those wiggly flowers are anemone! and that is—”
he faltered at a fish passing in his view before deciding, “this— i don’t know, but it’s the clownfish’s friend!”
they are basically the same. your little boy and your husband, both of them clearly shared a brain cell as they happily pointed out different fishes.
“meh! hehe!” your baby babbled away, excited and incredibly happy in his father’s hold, and satoru too seemed to feel the same, as his eyes beyond that sunglasses crinkled.
“damn, my kid is so cute.”
suddenly he dived down and pretended to chew his pumpkin’s chubby cheeks, effectively making him squeal in glee.
and oh lord, the way your heart skipped a beat seeing that. it was so clear how much satoru adored your baby, and it made overwhelming warmth rush to your chest.
“he’s a good man,” an elderly lady beside you suddenly remarked, making you turn to her. “not many men do that for their kids.”
“he is…” you agreed with a shy smile.
“it’s a shame that you only have one baby,” the elderly man beside her—possibly her husband—added. “you’re still young and he is so good with them too.”
your heart swelled and would’ve already burst if it was possible. bashfully, you thanked the elderly pair as they went on their way.
and along the way, you received similar hushed comments and adoring looks—
“oh my! their baby is so cute!”
“how can such family exists?! the dad, mom, baby… all three of them are so good-looking!”
“such a hot dilf! can’t he divorce his wife and marry me instead? i’ll be his kid’s stepmother gladly!”
satoru pretended not to hear, but he clearly held back his laugh. you threw the school girl who carelessly blurted that a pointed look, making her scurry away.
and after the three of you were done walking around the aquarium, you stopped by the gift shop to get your baby his first fish pet.
your son suddenly became fussy, and satoru unclasped him from the carrier. “hmm? do you want mama?” he handed him over to you. “here, here~ mama wants to hold you too~”
as soon as your son was settled in your embrace, he giggled, and you couldn’t help but bounce him and coo. “do you have fun? you do, don’t you?”
it might not visible to others, but now satoru was staring at both of his reasons of being with literal stars in his eyes.
several years ago, he thought his life had stopped when his best friend negated his beliefs entirely, but you were there, holding his hand throughout it all. and then you married him— and then, you gave him a son to dote on.
you keep giving his life a new meaning. and he was thankful for that.
. . . meanwhile, you kept hearing whispers from a gaggle of girls in the next aisle, about how much of a dreamboat your husband in his blue shirt was and it was grating at your nerves so much that you pursed your lips into a total pout.
satoru thought you were the cutest, not even second to his baby, and he decided he wasn’t known for public decency anyway so he dived in and pecked your lips—dispelling any stray thoughts and making you flush in an instant.
“sato—!”
and before you could rebuke him, he whispered in your ear:
“so... baby number two, when?”
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