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coloring practice (bjd photo used as reference)

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Hasebe for @kuragenouta.

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Last toukenber #10 - Hasebe Heshikiri! 

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For those who couldn’t read saniwa’s thought bubble about Hasebe’s reaction in the 2nd panel:

Hasebe : A-Aruji! Something’s fizzling in my mouth!

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Translator’s Note

This is done on a new tablet, so it’s kinda messy 😅

And Hasebe, of course your throat hurts, you’re not supposed to drink carbonated drinks by gulping it down 😂😂😂

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You are my little angel. 😇

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PLEASE NOTICE ME ARUJI!

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1/?

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刀剣/長谷部

捧げ物

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Wow Heshikiri Hasebe is in Fire Emblem Three Houses!!

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THIS HAS BEEN ON MY MIND LATELY

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After the battle

It was already dark when he returned. He opened the door of her room and gasped. It was hot here and her scent filled every bit of this heat. He brushed a gloved hand over the wound on his cheek smudging the blood in annoyance that the copper taste is tainting this space. This temple of his adoration.

He stepped closer. Her back was turned to him and her hair pooled around her head like a halo. A drop of sweat slowly made its way down on her exposed neck and Hasebe suddenly felt parched. His mouth felt dryer than a desert and the only salvation was a forbidden fruit he would not dare take.

He slowly and gently placed his sword above her then, losing the red-stained gloves, placed a palm on the futon on each side of her head. He knew this pose is suggesting and he wouldn't dare go further than this. But he allowed himself to indulge in a fantasy in which he was bolder and more daring. She was so close and yet so far. A sweet pain tightened his chest and he leaned closer. His mouth almost touching her ear, he closed his eyes and whispered almost inaudibly her name. He could not react to how immediate her reaction was. His eyes opened wide in embarrassment, terror and perverted triumph as he felt the motion underneath him. Her own eyes stared at him in the dim light. “I thought you’d never call my name..” she said breathily, her face so close to his he felt her breath entangle with his own. Was she awake now? Was she always awake during his late night visits? Was she angry? Was she…. Expecting him? What if…. He felt a hand touch his face and the last of his righteous walls crumbled when she breathed out his name. Her sleepy voice raspy with worry, question and want. He smashed his mouth to hers in a desire built in years and years of servitude and longing. With probing tongue he felt her opening up to him in a passion no less than his. Her arms tightening around his neck in an embrace he had dreamt of so many nights and yet completely different, so much better, so real.. It felt like each of her fingers traced a burning trail in his skin melting in their way every “what” and every “if”. His sole purpose right now was to get rid of these tainted clothes separating him from her, to dive into her scent, into her love, into her with all his might and all his love and adoration until she had etched into her very soul the truth that he was hers and hers alone with mind, soul and body… And she was his too.