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for the writing game 21!!!! (chosen very randomly and has nothing to do with any of my ocs btw......)

Also i hope you're doing ok, have a nice day <33

Hiii! So sorry this took a second, I've been very tired and busy and to be fair I wasn't sure how to incorporate the prompt or make a writing idea out of it that wasn't just. Net zero information. I guess it kind of still is... again, not my best work, but I am doing these requests to get more comfy with posting my less polished and perfected writing so here goes! P.S. Thank you for asking how I've been! Not at my best right now but I believe I'll be okay :') P.P.S. Cyrus's view on the Church of Seir0s do not reflect my opinions about any of this it's just what he thinks. As a character

21. amber

The cathedral of the Garreg Mach monastery was bathed in sunlight as the dawn was breaking. A lonely figure sat up on the bench, his white hair making him look like he was glowing. Cyrus found his own snow-white hair more annoying than he did beautiful or endearing.

As his mind woke itself up, a sense of urgency crept up on him. Right… Before he gave in to the sleep deprivation, Cyrus remembered watching Dimitri stand by the destroyed statue of the Goddess. Cyrus had seen him do this so many times, and, even after talking to Dimitri as much as he did, he never understood what the prince hoped to accomplish with praying to the Goddess. Both of them were nothing but toys in her wicked game, after all. Or that was how Cyrus saw it.

Looking up at the spot where Dimitri should’ve been, he saw nobody. Cyrus raised an eyebrow — where could he have gone off to? Dimitri barely left this spot before. Cyrus had to wonder if the man was safe now, as he remembered his tendencies to get himself in danger.

“Cyrus.” A familiar deep voice made Cyrus turn his head and finally look away from the statue ruins, before his thoughts could consume him. The familiar sound of armor clanking with each footstep gave Dimitri away.

“Your Highness?” Cyrus’s voice was still hoarse with sleepiness.

“You mustn’t sleep here. It is cold,” Dimitri said in a harsh, strict voice, his eye yet again set on the ruins of the statue. However, Cyrus could spot something in his hand — it was shining with a yellow glimmer, and was familiar to Cyrus for some reason. That made him look down on his cravat that always had been pinned by a shiny amber jewel… Only to find it gone.

“It seems you’ve lost this.” Looking away, Dimitri extended his hand to give the jewel to Cyrus; indeed, it was his amber jewel that used to be attached to the pin.

“Thank you.” Cyrus took it with hesitation.

In response, Dimitri groaned and looked away. “Think nothing of it.”

“Where were you during the night?” Cyrus insisted on talking to Dimitri, who appeared to be vexed, but actually wasn’t.

“While you were asleep, I noticed that you lost this,” Dimitri said, his voice somber. “So I went looking for it.”

Cyrus’s bright eyes widened, the curls of his hair bouncing slightly as he tilted his head, confused. He wanted to ask why, but didn’t want to sound ungrateful. Still, Dimitri picked up on it:

“Maybe you would leave me alone if I did something like this,” he said, his brow furrowed. “There, I did something kind to you. Will you leave me be?”

Heaving a sigh, Cyrus smiled as he looked down on the jewel. It had a dried blood stain on it. He shook his head slowly, and Dimitri’s eye widened with surprise.

“I’m afraid I cannot do that, Your Highness.”

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02. Blossom!

Thank you! I may have gone a little too ham with this... But enjoy! I'm a little rusty with writing and also I did this quickly so it might not be my best work but I had fun ^_^ P.S. I Swear I tried to write something cute or funny but I think I am physically incapable of making it weird or sad lol

It wasn’t often that the flower vendor passed by Garreg Mach these days, her good being greatly varied — from lush greens for a garden and potted plants to flower bouquets. As Dimitri took a stroll down the market, he was painfully aware of all the eyes on him… All this time, up until Rodrigue’s death, he had been looking away from them all, when they turned to him for help. Looking around the market, his attention first drifted to the armory. He went to check whether there was anything new there, when a thought passed by his mind.

He probably should have given a gift to the person who cared for him deeply, but got pushed away. Cyrus Lenz, the person who nursed him back to health when Dimitri lost his eye — he made it very hard to tell if he cared or not. Ever since Dimitri reunited with his used-to-be classmates and the Professor, Cyrus had been distant, spending most of his free time training and sparring with other sword fighters. However, Dimitri had seen him fight in the battle at Gronder Field, which made it clear as day that Cyrus still cared, deeply. Putting one’s life on the line was a Faerghan way to say that, after all…

Heaving a sigh, Dimitri perused the armory. The vendor started to fuss as soon as he recognized him.

“We have a new collection of swords and daggers available, Your Highness,” the vendor smiled. “They’re all a valuable find. Surely you would be interested.”

“Are they, now…”

Dimitri rubbed his chin in thought, as his mind wandered… Should he give one of such daggers to Cyrus? At first, this seemed like a great idea, but then he remembered the amount of times everyone made fun of him for giving a dagger as a gift to someone else he cared about… His mind wandered to that person, rage flashing in his eye for a brief moment.

Squeezing his eye shut, Dimitri turned away from the store he was browsing… Only to be met with a pleasant floral aroma. He opened his eye, and saw an abundance of colors. He found himself wandering towards the store. He touched one of the flowers as gently as he could — a rose. Its petals were soft, smooth… It soothed Dimitri. For some reason, it reminded him of Cyrus. The rage on his face was replaced with a soft smile.

“It’s not often I see a warrior such as yourself enjoy flowers,” the flower vendor grinned; she didn’t seem to recognize Dimitri as the Prince yet. Perhaps she was new around here…

“Do I really have an exterior of someone who would not appreciate their beauty?” Dimitri smiled; the lack of formality was also comforting. He picked up the rose flower by its stem, only to feel the sting of a thorn… He pulled his hand away and noticed his thumb bleeding.

“That’s roses for you,” the vendor looked at the rose flowers standing neatly in a vase full of water. “They’re beautiful, but they also sting… And they wilt so quickly.”

Those words etched themselves in Dimitri’s mind. He stood there, his eye jumping between the blossom and the cut in his already scarred hand.

“What is one more wound for me? As you said, I am a man of war. I can take the thorns.” He took the rose again, this time avoiding the thorns, and looked at it up close. With a deep sigh, he touched the soft petals again, an almost pained smile on his face.

“Are you thinking about the rose right now, Dimitri?” The vendor gave him a smirk as the question startled the prince enough to make him look up from the flower. “Or about someone you know?”

Dimitri couldn’t answer, even though his heart desperately wanted to. He stood there, still staring at the rose with a furrowed brow, but it wasn’t rage that was clouding his mind this time.

“If it really reminds you of them, you should give this flower to them. It’s on the house.”

“… No, I can afford to-”

As Dimitri looked up, he found himself standing in a lonely corner of the marketplace, in front of a bush of roses that just happened to bloom there. It wasn’t the first time something of the sort happened to him, causing him to wander off somewhere or speak to people who weren’t truly there, but usually it wasn’t something this… pleasant, so to speak.

After rotating the rose in his hand for a good minute, Dimitri turned around to leave the marketplace with it… Only to see Cyrus before him.

“Your Highness…” Cyrus looked worn out, his voice monotone and quiet, but concern still showed through his seemingly cold expression. Through the thorns…

Dimitri couldn’t bring himself to say anything, and instead just handed Cyrus the rose blossom, his heart aching as he hoped the other man would accept it. Taking the rose, Cyrus, for some reason, didn’t even look shocked… But he did smile.

“I only wish for you to know that I… Appreciate your efforts in battle,” Dimitri blurted after a minute of silence.

“You don’t exactly give people roses for that,” Cyrus sighed, deep sadness returning to his eyes after the brief respite of a smile. “However, I will continue giving my best efforts. Thank you, Your Highness.”

Saying that, Cyrus turned and left the marketplace promptly, leaving Dimitri alone, his palms stinging with pain as he realized that the cuts were plenty, instead of just one.

Perhaps a weapon truly would make a better gift in this case.

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One Word Writing Prompts [pt. 5]

Send me a number 1 thru 50 for a word that I’ll use to write either a headcanon, drabble, or starter. Send 🌼 for a random number instead.

01. — magnetic 02. — blossom 03. — fireside 04. — hunter 05. — alarm 06. — imaginary 07. — drift 08. — absolute 09. — rebirth 10. — emerald 11. — siege 12. — golden 13. — pyre 14. — raindrop 15. — confluence 16. — threshold 17. — temptation 18. — descent 19. — atonement 20. — marionette 21. — amber 22. — oblivion 23. — void 24. — fantastic 25. — sober 26. — lollipop 27. — tonight 28. — carnival 29. — swing 30. — countdown 31. — money 32. — singularity 33. — cloud 34. — aura 35. — carnal 36. — recover 37. — maximum 38. — phantom 39. — digital 40. — lucky 41. — toy 42. — cream 43. — sign 44. — chocolate 45. — electric 46. — signal 47. — glitter 48. — destination 49. — pinnacle 50. — caffeine

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FE ArtScuffle is back!!

After more than 2000 attacks sent off for our last Scuffle event, we're beyond excited to kick off this year's season with brand-new teams: Starting June 1, anyone can join the fray and fight for Nohr, Hoshido or Valla by gifting each other drawings or fics of their favorite Fire Emblem characters.

Sign-ups begin earlier on May 15, and will include a link to our discord server. Hope to see you there!

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15 Lines Of Dialogue

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture their character/personality/vibe. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well.

I was tagged two times in this thing already but I kept putting it off. Time to do it! Thank you @recurringwriter and @cherrypikkins for tagging me ^_^ These are pulled from various extremely disorganized scrivener files, some of the fics are posted, some are not. I will do my best to reference those that are posted, so you can read them!

“Say what you will, but I think I’m making the right choice. No matter what, I will choose to follow you, Your Highness. Every time.” - Cold Proximity

“I have been chasing a dead man for so long, now… I cannot tell who is dead and who is alive anymore." - Cold Proximity

“A monster…” As Cyrus sighed, a cloud of fog left his mouth, and he shivered a little. “Perhaps you are. Perhaps we both are. I see no problem in that; we live in a monstrous world, Dimitri.” - Cold Proximity (Sorry, this one has a Lot of good lines. I think you should just go and read it)

“Goddess… Do not let him die… Not again…” - Unposted WIP

“The only thing I cannot forgive you for is… trusting anyone but me.” - Aeternalis

“I’m not leaving scum like you alive. Not after what your kind has done to me. To Dimitri.” Cyrus’s eyes were burning with rage, even though his voice was quiet and eerily calm. “You’ve served your purpose here. Begone. May your soul never know peace.” - Aeternalis (You also should read it if you are into more messed up fics teehee)

“Remember… I love you no matter what, Dima." - Aeternalis

“I count myself as a Fraldarius. Even if Felix doesn’t, Father does.” Cyan looked away, staring off into the window. “Or even if other nobles don’t…” - His Path (Note: Cyan is Cyrus's name pre timeskip)

“He keeps saying these strange things about you,” Cyan said with a serious note in his voice. “Sometimes I wonder what he truly means.” - His Path (Note: This is in reference to Felix saying his usual things about Dimitri)

And that's all I've got for now! I have a lot of writing just. Laying around, unposted, but most of it is just not good.

I don't tag anyone right now, but if anyone wants to steal this from me, you are more than welcome to <3 Thank you for tagging me!

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An unfinished comic I tried to make for the FE rarepair week event months ago (the prompt was snow + celebration) that I never finished but I still feel like it's worth showing even though the last page will probably never be done. Click on the images to read in order!

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Hi!! Here are some OC questions delivered fresh into your mailbox: What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color? and What are their thoughts on marriage?

Hello there! Yippee :D Thank you!

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

Cyrus thinks he looks best in blue, (un)surprisingly, despite him usually dressing in more pink/purple hues... If it looks best on him, well, who knows. He did steal Dimitri's cape occasionally... Here, you can make your own judgement

What are their thoughts on marriage?

Marriage is pretty important to Cyrus... Him being a possessive little bastard doesn't really help. However if you set aside his erm. Issues he does just think it's really sweet to get married. If he attended any weddings he would probably cry during them lol especially if it's someone he cares about... Let alone his own! Here's a silly doodle. They are gay married

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The official prompts are here!

A separate list was made for fashion prompts due to great interest in clothing themes, and that they may not be applicable to all OC types. You may choose whichever prompts you like to follow, you can mix up which list you like to use from, you don't even need to use them at all - they are merely suggestions!

Be sure to tag your works with #ocweek2024 or tag this blog directly to be featured! If you have any questions, feel free to ask. Have fun and happy creating!

OC Week (May 26 - June 1)

Prompts: Day 1 - Best Day Day 2 - Worst Day Day 3 - Relationships Day 4 - Hobbies Day 5 - Weapons/Powers Day 6 - Childhood Day 7 - Free

Fashion Prompts: Day 1 - Favorite Outfit Day 2 - Outfit Swap Day 3 - Dressed Up Day 4 - Traditional Day 5 - Costume Day 6 - Comfy Day 7 - Free

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"Stop looking at me like that, Cyrus... Please."

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I'm alive (allegedly?) and I've been trying to paint with gouache.

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cyus smexy

Wow... Fucked up if true

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The beast, tamed

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Early morning picnic

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>> READ HERE! <<

Pls mind the tags + rating + warnings thank You

"Worry not, my love. It will all be over very soon."

Aeternalis chapter 3 is out now! Link to the fic will be in reblogs

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"Worry not, my love. It will all be over very soon."

Aeternalis chapter 3 is out now! Link to the fic will be in reblogs

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In the halls of the monastery...

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What are you, but a living weapon that craves blood?

Been messing around with some brushes don't mind me