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Cynthia nods. When she tries to speak, the words don't come out. She can only nod mutely for a moment. It isn't often that she's rendered completely speechless, but the words can't form.

How could she ever want anyone else? How could she have loved anyone else in any time and any place? It has always been Gerome, ever since she understood what love meant.

She doesn't need a fancy proposal. She doesn't even need a big wedding. Cynthia would marry Gerome here, in the middle of nowhere, by their tent, if he only asked.

She laces her fingers in his. “Better not let me wait.” Her voice is awful and croaky, and it's only then that she realises just how hard she's been crying. There's nothing that can wipe away the tears fast enough.

“I wanna marry you. I've always wanted to marry you, even when we were little.” But she can wait - she promised she’d wait, and she will. Cynthia would wait a thousand lifetimes for Gerome.

just like the old days

[mission board: restoration]

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"Paying back?" Cynthia blinks. Okay, that's a new one. Guys and their pride - can't he just accept that a girl wants to buy them a drink for once? "Well, I'm Cynthia, but you don't owe me anything." Except maybe-

One step at a time. Even then, he doesn't owe her a thing. Still, would be nice, right?

Cynthia knows that maybe she shouldn't drink more, but it's not so bad to share a pitcher of cocktail, right? It tastes good, and the alcohol content isn't that high. So, that's what she gets for them. Sharing feels a little more friendly, rather than buying something for each of them.

"So, what's your name? I should've asked that first, huh?" She giggles. "I'm a little off my game, so you'll have to give me a second, okay?" Surely he knows she's hitting on him, so there's no harm in being open with what she wants.

something about a train entering a tunnel

Olympian AU

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Victories are to be celebrated. And dang it, Cynthia is going to celebrate! She's had a swig of champagne after a few months without (gotta stay sober to win), and it's good. She doesn't need to drink more than that; it's already gone to her head.

She doesn't really know how to celebrate. Her dear friends are gods-knows-where, and she might be a little lost. Still, nothing saying she can't make new friends.

Okay, her options: middle aged man (no thanks), guy with two-toned hair (cool, but why?), and a cute guy. Cute guy who's alone. Very cute, very fuckable guy. It's been a little while, she's not ashamed of that. But maybe if she shifts her dress just right to show off her... Flat chest. Er, maybe she could show off her thighs? Oh, she's in a room full of Olympians - how would this help?

Screw it. Bold. Brave. Her personality will work.

"Heyyyyyy," she says as soberly as her tipsy brain can manage. "Can I buy you a drink?"

@unsungblade

something about a train entering a tunnel

Olympian AU

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He really wasn't just going to get it out, huh? Cynthia shouldn't reward this behaviour. She should just leave him high and dry and maybe just touch herself.

But she did like it when boys squirmed for her.

She pressed the heel of her hand against his dick - just enough pressure to almost hurt, but not quite. She rubbed him slowly, grinning. "You're right. I can wait for you to finish before I get on, right?"

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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He wasn't cracking! Just what was he made of? And he was groping her butt like that thing wasn't prize-winning. Just who did Darios think he was, anyway?

"Nope," she said, nipple still in mouth. She knew what she wanted. She would get it too, as long as Darios quit being so Darios about it. If he thought he could out-stubborn her, think again.

"You know, if you're not interested," she said, shifting herself up and off of Darios, "you just just needed to say, silly." Her smile was sweet as she looked up at him.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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Jerk. So this was how he was going to play. Cynthia pressed herself down harder. He was really hard now; she could feel it pressing through his pants. How big was he? She needed to know.

However impatient she was, she was also stubborn. She was determined not to break first.

"My stuff is all here, so it won't take me long to get changed and stuff." She bent down, until she was almost close enough to kiss him. "You're the one who has to go all the way to his room. I know how to get dressed in a hurry."

With no warning, she dipped her head down and took one of his nipples into her mouth, and bit it gently.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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"Other talents?" Cynthia barely understands the world of royals. The only royals she knows are Chrom and Lucina, and they’re not really what one would call ‘normal’ royals. Heck, Lucina is basically one of them! With how close Cynthia is to Lucina, she wonders, fleetingly, if Cynthia would be her retainer. It’s something to ask about, she thinks.

Obviously, Cynthia let herself get distracted, as Nasir nudges her back to the task.

“Oh, right!” As if that hadn't been what started the argument in the first place. The audition queue was thinning out - this was their chance! Well, Cynthia's chance - Nasir is just here for the fun of it.

It's Cynthia who goes first to show off her talents. She stands in front of a judge - is that what they're called? - who watches her intently. She's used to being looked at, but something about this sits with her weirdly. Maybe she's overthinking it?

“And you're hoping for-” he checks his notes, “-the hero role?”

“Well, yeah?” Cynthia says.

He scratches his chin. “You seem more like… a sidekick.”

“A what!”

“Yes, yes! I can see it!” A solemn nod. “Welcome to the stage, Miss Cynthia!”

Well… it's something, she supposes?

once more with feeling

( mission board - distress - authority +1 )

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Cynthia nods. “Yeah, there's a lotta choice.” She's just hoping she'll find something that looks close enough to Minerva for Gerome.

“Mm, I dunno. It's the first I've ever seen anything like this.” Cynthia taps her chin, looking around. “I would've loved something like this when I was little, though. I would've begged my mom to buy me the biggest one, and put it in the prettiest dress.”

Except she didn't have these things growing up. It's a novelty to even go shopping for silly things. She's not bogging down this stranger with her sadness.

“But then again, this whole place is weird. Fódlan, I mean. I mean, we have a war, then, next day, boom! Plushie store?” She shakes her head. “I think I’ve been here too long.”

Build-A-Buddy

[ TOA anniversary board - restoration ]

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“Woah-!”

The wind is strong. Cynthia isn't exactly bulky, but she's no sheet of parchment, either. The wind threatens to knock her off her feet, but she holds her ground. That is, until she takes a step, and the mud shifts below her boot in just the wrong way.

It gives way, and Cynthia topples forward. She lands chest-first into the ground with a heavy slap. The wind is forced out of her, and she lies there for a moment, trying to make the world return to some kind of normal. Ugh. This sucks.

“Owww,” she whines into a patch of soggy grass. Other than being winded, she's fine, she thinks. Her body hurts, but there's no serious injury.

“I'm okay.” Curse her and her clumsiness. After all that big talk about being okay on her own, too! She's going to need one heck of a bath to wash this all off her.

She presses her palms into the dirt, and tries to push herself up. Her palms slip, and she ends up right back where she was. Okay, she's definitely wishing she hadn't met Finn now. This is such an embarrassing display in front of someone so cool.

“Okay, okay, I don't wanna do this all day,” she says. “Do you mind giving me a hand up? Clumsy plus slippery equals, er, this.” She laughs softly. She'd like to promise this is totally out of the norm for her, but she's never been a good liar. 

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There were others.

Cynthia doesn't miss that implication. It isn't the first time something like this has happened, but it doesn't stop breaking her heart, no matter how many times she hears it. We saved four of them, her mind tries to assure her, that's something, right?

She knows they've done their best. It doesn't feel like enough.

A hollow wind howls through the mountains.

She's glad she isn't alone; it's a little easier to swallow the bitterness in her throat and to smile. It isn't pretending, not when she can feel the faint joy in her heart. They've found four people. It should have been more, but this is still good.

She wishes she'd brought a blanket. She doesn't even have a cloak to lend out. It's going to be a cold descent, but they'll make it out.

“I dunno if my pegasus can take more than one passenger at a time,” Cynthia says. “Maybe the two kids, but…” She's a little worried. She can't hold onto both of them and fly. She definitely can't take an adult and a child. How much can Tibarn handle?

“So, what's the plan, Tibarn?” she asks. Of course she defers to Tibarn; she's not much of a leader. Besides, he seems to know what he's doing.

“Please,” one of the women say, “save the children before us.”

“Don’t be silly - we're here for all of you!”

Though bringing them all down is going to be a challenge, that doesn't make it impossible.

What Do I Spy With My Little Eye || Tibarn & Cynthia

Searching for the missing || @justicespeared || Mission Season: Restoration

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"Ooh, you are such a jerk!"

She could be impatient. She could rip those pants off him and do what she wanted to do. Here was the thing Darios hadn't considered: Cynthia had already cum once. Her patience could hold out longer than his, considering what she was already feeling.

If he was going to take his time, Cynthia may have to give him an incentive to get moving.

She brought herself down on his lap, and wiggled her hips just so against him. "If you wanna wait, we can. I'm not in that much of a rush."

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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"Oh! That's really simple." Since they're at the lake, Cynthia can bring them out again now. She takes them out, and shows off the little symbols carved into the sides of the blades.

"It's magic, see? You just kinda- hang on." She holds tightly onto Finn with one arm, and with the other, she brings the blade to the bottom of her foot. A little zap of magic, and the blade sticks to her foot. She wiggles it, and it's solidly 'glued' to her sole.

"It'll come off when you want it to, apparently." She hopes that's true, otherwise she'll have to learn to walk with blades on her feet. That would be pretty cool, actually. She could have a whole new weapon in combat.

It's not practical. She can't imagine running in them, and she'll cut her poor pegasus.

"I dunno how easy it is; I've never done it before. I just saw other people doing it, and I wanted to try it." And maybe she wants to be a little good at it before she asks Gerome to go with her.

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"Hey, I haven't had time to er, take care of business. You just got lucky."

She should have thought about her leotard before climbing onto the bed. She straddled his waist, pressing herself down onto his crotch. As she did, she pulled the straps down of her outfit, and pulled down just enough to expose her breasts.

He was really, really hot. She'd never thought about figure skaters having muscle, but of course they would. She wanted to run her hands across his chest, but she didn't have the time. She promised she'd be quick.

She leaned up and reached for her bedside table. Inside there was an unopened box of condoms, which Cynthia practically tore open to grab one. "Get your pants off," she told him.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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"Duh. I'm not ending my career for a guy." Maybe when she was a little older, and she was ready to retire, sure. She'd be open to the possibility of unprotected sex. Right now though, she had her box of condoms and the implant. She was not getting pregnant.

"It won't be long." She opened her door. "I'll make sure you won't last, since you're in a rush and all." She didn't want to rush him, but she was curious how quickly she could make him cum.

She threw the jacket onto the back of a chair, before pushing him onto her bed and crawling on top of him

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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Two hours. Okay, she could do that. They didn't have to be long. A quick ride, a quick shower, and off they'd go. She was suddenly glad she'd brought condoms now, otherwise she'd be screwed, and not in the fun way.

The doors pinged open. Cynthia quickly adjusted her leotard. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I wanna ride you. It's not fair I'm the only one who got to have fun." Plus, she wanted to know what that thing was like, considering she could feel it through his jacket.

As soon as she was ready, she grabbed Darios' hand and dragged him up to his feet and to her room.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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He was cute. Not only that, but he was eager, too. Gods, she loved that in a guy, when they were so eager to please. Especially when they seemed to know what they were doing.

His fingers kept moving inside of her, mouth working on her so nicely. Then his fingers pressed in just the right spot, and a sound ripped from her so loud she was certain the whole city could hear it.

"Darios-!"

She came undone so embarrassingly quickly. She tightened around his fingers as she came, gripping his hair tighter. She kept her grip on him, even after the feeling passed. It took another beat before, "sorry. Whoops." She released him.

"But I am so not done with you." She grinned wickedly down at him.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU

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"I could totally handle three-"

Her thought got cut off when he put that mouth to good use. Her head rolled back, eyes still on him. That mouth didn't only know sweet words; Darios knew what he was doing.

She grabbed his hair by the fistful and pulled him closer to her. "A little more to the- yeah, right there." She didn't release him. She let her body relax against the wall, letting soft moans fill the small space they were in.

he was a skater boy

Olympic athlete AU