#enguarde

[thattscherry]

heres both parts of DKC animal buddies Sonic-ified + a bonus Quawks!

[eriisaam]

With apologies to @suppermariobroth cuz a passing joke on the last stream made my hand slip and led to this and I wasn't up to drawing deadweegee alternatively otherwise.

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It makes sense in context I swear. 💦

[raindingrandom]

Art: Shantae as Enguarde the Swordfish

An art piece I did earlier this year.

References used:

Enguarde's renders from Donkey Kong Country and Donkey Kong Barrel Blast

The sprites for Shantae's transformations from Shantae: Half-Genie Hero

[chrismas95]

this art is

so kind. it make me happy

[vvileentityart]

Enguarde the Swordfish

[suppermariobroth]

Set of five officially licensed 1995 Donkey Kong Country plushes from Japan, comprising Donkey Kong, Diddy Kong, Candy Kong, Enguarde and Squawks, each with their own hammock and banana.

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[smallmariofindings]

Set of five colorful 1994 Donkey Kong Country Enguarde the Swordfish pencil toppers from Japan.

Note that Enguarde has only ever been blue in released games, while colorful Enguardes were planned for the cancelled GameCube game "Donkey Kong Racing" (which was in development long after the pencil toppers were produced).

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[crazyk-imagine]

Enguard your Highness

Pairing: Arthur Pendragon x Lost Princess!reader

Characters: Arthur Pendragon, Merlin, Percival, Gwaine, Lost Princess!reader

Warnings: Fluff, minor angst, open ending, the knights are dorks, but they mean well, I forgot how much I love this group of dollapheads, my boys are back, Merlin is lowkey bestie, Arthur is slow to recognizing people, Uther is a butt, he is the annoyance of my life, but needed for the plot

Word Count: 1k

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“There seems to be someone more worthy of wielding a sword than you,” Merlin tells his highness.

“Shut up, Merlin,” Arthur mumbles, watching with bated breath as you fight the bandits, all on your own.

-

Gwaine and Percival sneak up behind where the rope holding them is, whispering to Merlin, who latches onto Arthur.

The blond tries to shove him off, not understanding why he’s holding him.

“Merlin, get off-”

They tumble to the floor.

Merlin lays there out of breath, trying to get the oxygen back into his lungs as the two knights pull the prince off his servant.

-

You fall to your knees, reaching for your dagger as a hand pulls you back to him.

You spin around, kicking the nameless man in the face; he falls back, howling in pain, giving you the opportunity to take his life before he could take yours.

You take deep breaths, unsure of what to do next.

Finally remembering the two idiots in the net, you push yourself up and brush off the dirt and leaves.

Your eyes rake over the four, furrowing your brows at the sight of the three and- “Merlin?”

Arthur furrows his brows, “you two know each other?”

“How would we-”

You rushed towards him before he could finish his sentence.

The speed you used, caused your hood to fall, exposing your face.

The three are shocked, the sight of such a handsome maiden as yourself hugging, Merlin.

Gwaine and Percival could see it happening but Arthur, he’s going through a mental crisis.

You pull back and look over his figure, acting as though you're his mother. "Have you been eating? You look thinner."

He lightly shoves your hands off him, embarrassed at the sight.

“I can’t believe you were a dollop head and got caught.”

His jaw drops. “It wasn’t me.”

“Really? Who then?”

Gwaine snickers under his breath.

Percival smacks his shoulder, “we should really get a move on if we’re to make it back to Camelot by nightfall.”

Your gaze meets the tallest one’s. “Follow me, you’re nearly there.”

“Why should we trust you?” Arthur can’t help but ask.

“I am the one who rescued you before your knights could arrive.”

He pouts and stares at the ground.

You glance at Merlin who shakes his head with a smile. “Alright, now that we’ve had our temper tantrums, we can move on.”

The three share a look and smirk, wondering how you were going to deal with the future king once this was all over.

You pause in front of them.

Merlin takes a step forward, knowing you wouldn’t stop unless something was wrong.

The future king furrows his brows at your behavior. “What’s-”

You switch places with Arthur before he could blink.

They all rush forward, trying to get an eye on where you fell.

Your hand shoots up and Arthur is the first to grab it, followed by his knights who hook their hands under your arms to pull you up.

You huff before realizing you're laying on the future king’s chest.

His mouth opens and before any other thoughts could swirl around in his mind, you’re up and ready to continue.

“Are you sure you’re fine to continue?” Percival asks, the concern evident in his voice.

You brush him off, “I’m fine. We’re almost there.”

-

The five of you continue on your journey.

You stop before the entrance to Camelot. “This is where I leave you.”

“Wait- you’re leaving?” Merlin asks.

“Merlin, I can’t stay here-”

“Why not?” The prince asks. “Why can’t you?”

“Who’s going to help others who fall into the bandits' traps?”

“No one if you’re dead,” he points out the morbid fact you’ve thought about once or twice.

“I-” You take a deep breath, suddenly it hurts to stand up. You furrow your brows at the pain, realizing when it happened.

Merlin rushes towards you, knowing before you could lose your ability to keep upright. “Hey, hey. Where is it?” His hand soaked, filling him with fear and dread, “I need you to tell where-”

Your nails dig into his arm, your other hand wrapping around yourself.

“It hurts,” you whimper.

He nods, “I know but you need to stay awake.”

You nod, the urge to sleep overtaking your ability to think properly.

Arthur rushes to help him, asking Merlin to release you. “I got her.”

Percival and Gwaine open the doors, letting the blond rush through as they all head for Gaius.

“Ah Merlin just in-”

The older man’s eyes fall on your bleeding and unconscious form. “Set her down here.”

He reaches for bandages and applies pressure. “What happened?”

-

You open your eyes and wince at the light shining through and the fact that the pain of where the dagger hit you is.

Merlin enters, not realizing you have woken up and are actively trying to sneak out.

He turns, a smile breaking across his face until he realizes what you’re doing. “You should be resting.”

“I will be, when I’m gone.”

“You’re not leaving.”

“You were stabbed.”

“It’s just a flesh wound.”

“You could have died.”

“And I didn't, therefore I was destined to help you. Now, if I could-” You pause at the sound of the door creaking and find the- “your majesty,” you bow, sucking in your bottom lip to keep you from wincing.

“I’m pleased to see you’ve awake, I know Arthur will be happy to hear it.” Uther steps into the room, Gaius and Merlin make themselves scarce and work in the corner.

“I do have one question, why have you not returned home, princess?”

You lower your gaze, wondering how he knew.

“I’m happy to see my goddaughter is not dead,” he tells you with a smile.

-

You raise your head and force a smile, not wanting the people of Camelot to know what you’re feeling.

Arthur holds his hand out for you, “you didn’t tell me we knew each other.”

He pulls out the chair for you.

“I don’t like talking about it.”

He wants to ask why but his father interrupts by asking for a toast.

-

You hang by the door, wanting to leave and never return but knowing you’d leave friends behind hurt you, your chest aches at the thought.

The blond watches from afar, wondering what thoughts swirl around your mind.

He’s grown close to you within the last few months of you staying but still feels as though he can’t figure you out.

[sirwow]

Enguard!

i think they should be allowed to a be a bit silly on the clock

[hazswordus]

Shoot.

@askisha - orange

Beau(Hazswordus) - pink

Synopsis: Isha and B.B meet to try their hands at some fighting practice, but the heat of the battle gets a bit too intense and a more serious side of the usually cute-chaotic duo slip out.

TW; guns mentioned, slight breakdown

"And, uh, we sure about this?" Beau cleared his throat, trying to sound the least bit sure of himself as he loaded his gun with ammunition. It wasn’t that he thought Isha couldn’t handle it! He just… wasn’t sure about shooting his girlfriend with a gun. Or even, really, shooting anyone at all.

He hadn’t shot a gun at someone before— and he didn’t think he ever wanted to. What if he made a mistake? What if his bb bullets did more damage than he thought? What if he killed someone? The blood would be on his hands and he’d never be able to clean that of—

He took a breath. In for four, hold for four, out for four, hold for four. It was just a little sparring… no harm done… right? "W—We sure about guns! Obviously— Power! Uh, we sure not, like, hand-to-hand or… staff…?" He tried (and failed) to sound any bit sure of himself here.

Isha noticed the hesitation in B.B's face, and she just shook her head, giving him a wide smile to reassure him before loading some bb bullets into her own little gun. To make sure he felt a little bit better, she closed the zipper on her jacket, to make sure she was a little more covered.

She aimed the gun at herself and pulled the trigger, letting out a small "oof". Bbs were still somewhat dangerous, but the layers of clothing made sure she wouldn't be too hurt. Besides, Isha was a tough cookie, so she just shrugged it off as the bullet dropped to the ground after her little demonstration that she'd be fine.

"I don’t think—" Beau tried to call out to stop her, but flinched back once the trigger was pulled and Isha had officially shot herself… It was always something with her, wasn’t it? He couldn’t say he was surprised… nor that this was the worst thing Isha had done.

Before his thoughts could cloud his inner judgment like they usually did, he pulled his mask on and over his face for safety precautions. He had already checked his own gloves and clothing to ensure that they’d work fine— In fact, he’d checked them quite a few times by now. Something in his head screamed for him to check again, though he didn’t want to hold the two of them up.

"EnGuard?" His voice was muffled under his mask a bit, taking a tended and crouched fighting stance and waiting for Isha to confirm once she was ready. In for 4, hold for 4, out for 4, hold for 4 again…

She nodded, sliding back the owl mask she had borrowed from Ekko- She should really make her own some day, but this would do for now. Isha turned her head to the left, popping her neck a a bit, before doing the same but to the right. She then hopped up and down a bit to loosen up, before staring Beau down.

Isha was clearly a lot less worried than he was, as seemed to be the usual dynamic between the two of them. Her posture wasn't as cautious as his when she just firmly planted her feet on the ground and stood there, pointing her gun straight at him before confidently pulling the trigger. She was smiling brightly, giddy with excitement- If only BB could see her face under the mask, it would probably only distract him further.

Oh, fuck— The sound of the being shot was heard and B.B crouched down to attempt to dodge. He turned to look at where the bullet had instead hit, but soon turned his head back to the main target here. Isha.

B.B raised his gun, aiming it to the girl and focusing his eyes on her. Not like it was hard, but you got the idea. His posture was tense, thoughts a mess— The gun is real and if he shoots now, she’s dead.

Fuck. He pushed himself onto his feet, dashing to his side to hopefully throw her any bit off guard at least. Maybe, just MAYBE he could throw her aim off by at least a little bit.

Isha slumped her shoulders in slight disappointment when she noticed Beau's obvious hesitation, but just shook her head and aimed again, taking another second to properly adjust her position before shooting towards his chest.

She was on an entirely different side of the spectrum compared to her boyfriend— She was confident, maybe too much so. She knew her shots wouldn't hurt… Most likely. And if she made a mistake, she'd just figure it out on the fly. She always does… Probably.

The light bang of the gun firing broke B.B from his thoughts. Stay on guard. He dropped to the ground, avoiding one shot but being open and off guard for a potential next shot.

He panted behind his mask, staring at the girl in a stunned manner. Wow… holy fuck she was awesome. Janna, what he wouldn’t give to be like that. That was his girlfriend, fuckers!!!

He stayed down, completely entranced by the masked girl. His own bb gun firmly in his hand, finger on the trigger, ready to take a shot but. Could he? Did he really have the guts to do this? Did he really have the balls to be a killer?

Isha took the open window of opportunity and shot at him again with no hesitation, aiming to shake up his gun to throw off any attempts at aiming.

She laughed and lowered down her gun, before running over to Beau. She could tell he had been hesitating, that he couldn't possibly make a move… So she did it for him.

The girl squatted down in front of him, grabbing his hand and moving it up towards her chest. She pressed her body into it, nudging at him to just pull the trigger.

He braced himself for impact, prepared for the consequence of hesitating in battle… but it never came. Instead of the sound of a gunshot, the cheerful sound of a laugh was heard in its place. Not that Beau was complaining. Not at all.

He didn’t have enough time to react before his gun was aimed towards Isha’s chest. She’ll die. He sucked in an inhale. She’s going to DIE. He pushed himself onto his elbow, his other hand still holding the gun to Isha’s chest. You’re a fucking murderer. He pulls the trigger. The gun fully preloaded with bullets.

He uses his hand to push himself onto his knees, wrapping his arms around Isha’s back and dropping the gun— he didn’t care where it fell. He just needed the thoughts to shut the fuck up. GERMS. THE GERMS— THIS ISN’T RIGHT. You KILLED her. Killed HER. The GERMS. Just needed to know that Isha wasn’t going to die. Not like Eve did.

Isha lost her breath for a moment after receiving the gunshot. It was effectively harmless, but a bullet's a bullet, and it knocked the wind out of her for a moment.

When Isha regained her focus, she just felt Beau's arms wrapping around her. Her eyes widened and she just stared off into the distance. Although she didn't hesitate for even a second longer before dropping her gun and hugging him as tightly as she could, tapping his back with her index fingers in a certain pattern.

".. .----. -- / … --- .-. .-. -.--"

Dead. What if she DIED? His body shaking slightly, trying to focus on the warmth of her body instead. Bleeding. She’s bleeding. YOU made her bleed. He didn’t mean to. She insisted that he shot her! Your fault. YOUR FAULT. He didn’t mean to. He DIDN’T mean to!

The feeling of Isha hugging him back managed to silence some of the thoughts. Germs. Contact. SPREADING. She’s safe. She was safe. Beau exhaled, tears in his eyes making their presence known by trickling down his cheeks. DIRTY. GERMS. She’s DIRTY.

He could feel the consequence of germs on his skin, plaguing his body and mind by causing him to ruminate uncomfortably. "I— I thought…" He hugged tighter, shoving his mask off his face and discarding that just like his gun. The tapping was precise, meaning something that B.B feared he didn’t understand. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter. Not right. NOT RIGHT. DIRTY. Must get clean— Tap back 3 times, must be clean. MUST. BE. CLEAN. He just needed her to be okay. Just needed to know that she wasn’t leaving.

Isha pulled back a little, removing her mask and tossing her aside. She stared at Beau for a moment, before reaching down for his hand, gently pulling out his glove.

She guided his hand towards her cheek, leaning into it slightly as her own hand raised to gently smack him in the face, hoping to snap him out of it.

No— Keep the gloves. We need them. Push her away. THE GERMS. Despite every part of him dying inside, lashing around and screaming for Beau to do something— anything but let her take the gloves off. He didn’t. He let her guide his bare hand to her cheek and the trickle of tears only began to pour from the emotional turmoil ringing through his head—.

Well… ouch. He didn’t really know what to say to that, just stared at her stunned. Well, he supposed an eye for an eye… right? He shot her, she slapped him. Seemed fair enough… probably.

Slowly, he raises his other hand, taking his hand off Isha’s cheek momentarily to pull the glove off that one. He moves that hand back to her face moments after. Pinkie up, all other fingers down. He resets his hand and uses his pointer finger and thumb to make an L sign. He resets his hand again, holding his thumb and pinkie out with the three fingers in the middle down. Once more, he resets his hand, making the “rock and roll” gesture with his thumb out.

She needed to know this, even if his actions were slow and far from perfect, she needed to know how much of a mess his head was but one thing stayed the same. One thing would ALWAYS stay the same.

Isha stared at his hands as he made the gestures, tearing up a little herself. She tried not to sniffle, it would probably gross him out- So she turned her head away for a bit to wipe her tears on her sleeve.

She repeated his motions with her left hand, finishing by raising her index, pinky and thumb, before resetting her hand and raising only her index finger up, moving her elbow to make a circling motion.

With that, she raised her index and middle fingers up to her mouth, kissing them before gently tapping his cheek with the same fingers. She wanted to kiss him right now, but taking his gloves off was probably enough disregard for precautions for him… Maybe she should've given him a warning.

He followed the signals, mentally noting each sign she made. Was it possible to feel like you had met your one true love? He was only 15, after all. Yet, he couldn’t imagine feeling this way towards anyone else. Having even half of these moments of affection with anyone else.

Pull away. The thought caused him to grimace. Never could he have a moment of peace from these, could he? Hold for 4, in for 4, hold for 4, out for 4… This was okay. He didn’t need to give into the thoughts. He was content with how things were now.

He moved his own hand, the one that had been finger spelling and signing, and looked at it. He wanted to do the same, wanted to reciprocate the gesture. Not right. Has to feel right— IT MUST FEEL RIGHT. Fucking hell… fine. Before he could even stop to consider how many germs would spread from this, he leaned in, puckering his lips and giving her a quick peck on the lips. Just as inexperienced as the one the first one they had shared all those years ago under the Firelight tree.

Full of surprises, wasn't he? Isha could tell he was panicking, that he didn't know what he was doing… Well, not like she knew any better, but that wasn't her focus.

She smiled and shook her head dismissively after seeing his reaction to his own advance… It made her heart flutter, she couldn't quite believe how lucky she was to have him in her life.

So, to seal the deal, she just grabbed both of his cheeks and leaned forward for a kiss. She cupped his face in her hands, holding him in place so he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Mm—" He made a sound of confusion, yet he never pulled away. Didn’t even try. Instead, he allows for the girl to reciprocate his previous gesture, and initiate a kiss too.

‘Power. Just yell the word and power surges through your veins, making you strong, giving you courage, giving you strength.’ This was a lesson he held closely, one that he was reminded of each day, each moment of weakness, each time he needed that power boost.

He didn’t need that power, not now. They were safe. They were okay. Not dead, not bleeding, not injured… not weak. Beau relaxed, his cheeks were but no longer crying. This was okay. Everything was okay. They were going to be okay.

She held him in place for a little longer before pulling away, giggling before leaning back in to place small kisses to his cheeks.

Isha was overjoyed. They didn't do this kind of thing too often, but it was nice… Especially since it looked like it was helping him. She wiped the remaining tears away from his cheeks. Her lipstick had already smeared his face anyway, so it's not like that would matter too much.

With a little sigh, she got back up on her feet and helped Beau stand up as well. Maybe things would be fine now.. Maybe she'd be better off just getting him a water gun so it would feel less real.

[thattscherry]

Donkey Kong Country animal buddies, Sonic-ified!

[marcmarcmomarc]

The Super Mario Bros. Movie 2

Cast

Mario: CHRIS PRATT

Luigi: CHARLIE DAY

Princess Peach: ANYA TAYLOR-JOY

Bowser: JACK BLACK

Toad: KEEGAN MICHAEL-KEY

Donkey Kong: SETH ROGEN

Yoshi: YURI LOWENTHAL

Princess Daisy: GINNIFER GOODWIN

Rosalina: OLIVIA MUNN

Cranky Kong: FRED ARMISEN

Kamek: KEVIN MICHAEL RICHARDSON

Diddy Kong: ERIC BAUZA

Wario: DANNY DeVITO

Waluigi: STEVE BUSCEMI

Penguin King: KHARY PAYTON

Lumalee: JULIET JELENIC

Spike: SEBASTIAN MANISCALCO

Dixie Kong: CASSANDRA LEE MORRIS

Toadette: MAE WHITMAN

Ludwig Von Koopa: CARY ELWES

Morton Koopa Jr.: BRAD GARRETT

Roy Koopa: EVANDER HOLYFIELD

Iggy Koopa: KEVIN HART

Wendy O. Koopa: JESSICA DiCICCO

Larry Koopa: LUCAS GRABEEL

Lemmy Koopa: CHARLYNE YI

Mario’s Dad: KEVIN AFGHANI

Mario’s Mom: JESSICA DiCICCO

Chunky Kong: KARAN SONI

Koopa Troopa Soldiers: ERIC BAUZA

Toad General: ERIC BAUZA

Yellow Toad: JESSICA DiCICCO

Uncle Tony: RINO ROMANO

Uncle Arthur: JOHN DiMAGGIO

Aunt Marie: JESSICA DiCICCO

Mario’s Grandpa: BRIAN HULL

Swanky Kong: DENIS LEARY

Mayor Pauline: JESSICA DiCICCO

Bucken-Berry: NISA WARD

Ala-Gold: CARLOS ALAZRAQUI

Mario’s Niece: ANNA BRISBIN

Bank Toad: RICHARD AYOADE

Mail Toad: JOSH GAD

Yellow Yoshi: TODD WOMACK

Light-Blue Yoshi: KERRY SHAWCROSS

Blue Yoshi: JACK DeSENA

White Yoshi: ED SKUDDER

Purple Yoshi: SCOTT WHYTE

Pink Yoshi: BENJAMIN CALLINS

Red Yoshi: MILES LUNA

Black Yoshi: ZENO ROBINSON

Orange Yoshi: ERIC VALE

Boom Boom: JOHN DiMAGGIO

Pom Pom: CASSANDRA LEE MORRIS

Toadsworth: CARLOS ALAZRAQUI

Professor E. Gadd: JASON DOUGLAS

The Lumas: MAITREYI RAMAKRISHNAN & CRISTINA VEE

Birdo: KDIN JENZEN

Perry the Parasol: CHRISTINA AGUILERA

Funky Kong: ICE-T

Candy Kong: ROSARIO DAWSON

Rambi: TERRY CREWS

Enguarde: ZAC EFRON

Squawks: BRIAN HULL

Goomba General: MAURICE LaMARCHE

Koopa Paratroopa General: BEN DISKIN

Sledge Bro General: BRIAN TYREE HENRY

Dry Bones General: SCOTT MENVILLE

Hammer Bro General: GRANT GEORGE

Shy Guy General: NATE BIHLDORFF

Snifit General: DEE BRADLEY BAKER

Bob-omb General: DEE BRADLEY BAKER

Piranha Plant General: FRANK WELKER

Spiny General: TODD WOMACK

Buzzy Beetle General: JASON LIEBRECHT

[krimsonkatt]

Goblin Guard

An enemy found in my game Chronicles Meteorfall. They are a vicious fiend-type terror that along with their weaker brethren of regular goblins tend to raid villages in large hordes. They used to be a huge nuisance for the people of Banna before the barrier was created by Archbishop Amadeus to protect the town from monster invasions. Goblins guards are more rare than regular goblins, but they are more developed than the regular goblins and usually lead the goblin's raiding parties.

In battle, Goblin Guards use the typical goblin art of "Goblin Punch", but can also use Cleaving Blow and Enguard. On Hard Mode, goblin guards can also use the paladin art "Shield Bash."

[dailyvideogamefish]

Today's fish :

Enguarde from the Donkey Kong Country series

[lovely-showtimes]

soft moments . . . ♡ (part two.)

characters - tsukasa, mafuyu.

type - scenario.

warnings - reader is referred to as handsome once (tsukasa), i wrote all of these in reader's pov but mafuyu's is mostly from her pov just for a bit of fun

a/n - part two, featuring the last two characters i didn't include. i hope you enjoy ~ and here's part one for everyone who missed it and wants to read it!

"Enough, villain scum!" Tsukasa declares, pointing at you with a stern expression. "I shall not let your reign of terror affect this land any longer!"

You let out a low chuckle, smirking in (what you hoped) was a suitably evil way. "Foolish hero... You really.... uh... you really think you can stop me?!"

You point your weapon at him (which was just a spare pencil of Tsukasa's). "You're far too, um, determined! You should've known when to quit! But now, I shall show no mercy!"

Tsukasa shakes his head, pointing his own sword (a.k.a pen) at you in response. "Then neither shall I! Enguarde!"

Tsukasa drops his arm and grins at you, putting his hands on his hips. "That was perfect!! Thank you so much for helping me with that scene, my dear partner!"

You chuckle awkwardly. "Aw, I'm glad I could help... Although, I felt a little out of place next to you. You're basically a professional actor, and I kept forgetting my lines, ehe..."

"Oh, it's fine, really." Tsukasa shakes his head, laughing. "It was enough to help me practice the lines I needed. Also, I'm not sure if I'd say I was professional yet, you know? We only just became freelancers."

"Ah, right," your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "Sorry! It's just that I forget you're not professional yet sometimes. To me, you're the greatest actor in the whole world!"

Tsukasa suddenly loudly coughs and turns away, covering his face with his hand. That didn't stop you from seeing the red hue overtaking his face.

"I-I mean, um, of course I am! I, ah, I'm certainly the most brilliant star in the world...!" He says, face turned away from you and not making eye contact - definitely not for any reason! Definitely not because the utter sincerity in your eyes you have when complimenting him is what makes him feel so embarrassed in the first place.

You catch onto this and can't help feeling gleeful about making Tsukasa go so red. You love him, of course, but you also love seeing him like this. His reactions are just... cute.

"Of course you are!" You continue on, grinning innocently. "Not only that, but the prettiest star in the whooooole galaxy!"

"Ack-!" The way Tsukasa responds makes it sounds like your words alone have injured him. You wonder how he manages to be so unintentionally dramatic sometimes.

"Well, ah, I think you're incredibly handsome yourself." He finally manages to say, lowering his hand and looking at you again.

You bound over and hug him, resting your head on him. "You're too sweet! I love you!"

Tsukasa takes a deep sigh as he calms himself down again, before he puts his arms around you and smiles softly.

"I love you too, my dear co-star. Now! Shall we continue with our practice?!"

It's that time of year again, when her classmates complain about how cold it is and she can see her own breath in front of her outside.

She wraps her jacket around herself a little more tightly as she walks beside you through the park. According to you, it was the quickest way to your home from school. Mafuyu usually just walked through the city, though.

Her gaze drifts to you, who is shivering beside her as she walks. It's curious to her - you look so cold, but you never accept the scarf she tries to give you, even though Mafuyu doesn't feel that cold. And yet, despite being cold, you're still looking around in wonder at the colorful scenery in the park. The oranges, reds and browns of the leaves in the trees were very pleasing to the eye.

And yet, you looked at them like they were the prettiest thing in the world. Mafuyu wonders how someone could have so much joy for something they've likely seen many times by now.

"Oh, Mafuyu! Look!" You suddenly race forward and pick a leaf off the ground. It's a beautiful shade of red.

"I've never seen a leaf so colorful!" You exclaim brightly, holding it out to Mafuyu. "Here, you should keep it."

"Why?" She asks, turning her attention back to you. "It's just a leaf, isn't it?"

"Yeah, but it's pretty!" You pout. "Please?"

If you were so insistent, then Mafuyu thought she might as well. She takes the leaf from you, studying it for a few moments before putting it in her shirt pocket so she won't forget about it.

"Yay! Thank you, Mafuyu~!" You cheer, before taking her hand and hurrying off. "Now, c'mon! I wanna get home already, it's super cold out."

Mafuyu makes sure to follow you at the same pace to not drag behind. Even though you're cold, your hands still feel warm.

--

The two of you make it back home safely. You visibly relax the minute you step into the home as you regain heat in your body again. You rush into the kitchen, calling behind you - "I'm gonna make us hot chocolate! You go wait in the living room, okay?"

Mafuyu watches you go for a few moments, before walking into your living room and sitting as you told her to. She pulls a pillow into her lap and leans on it as she waits for your return.

When you come back, you're holding two mugs of hot chocolate, topped in whipped cream and marshmallows. Mafuyu hadn't ever had something like this before, her mother thought it was too sweet and would be bad for her.

"Here!" You set down the mug on the table in front of Mafuyu and sit down beside her, drinking it happily.

Mafuyu takes a sip. It's warm - on her tongue, and on her hands, where she holds the mug.

Warm. Just like you.

[happy-melonss]

It's almost that time of year again, huh? Enguard ya'll :) 🗡⚔️🗡 will guarantee revenges!

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