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✧ — SUZUKAZE ;

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  Silently, the ninja approached his wife. He didn’t intend to surprise her, but having spent his life learning to master noiseless footfalls and movements of any kind, it was easy to do so regardless. And once he had gotten close enough to her, he allowed himself a brief lapse in discipline—as he so often did in her presence—and tenderly slipped his arms around her waist from behind.

  “Happy birthday, Kamui.”

                WHILE KAMUI’S EARS WERE more sensitive than most, Hoshidan ninja were trained to be utterly silent. Her husband was no exception: when he vanished into the breeze, she struggled to find him. Like a shadow, he often lingered close to her, leaving her with an unmistakable feeling of safety - one she’d become accustomed to. Most times, whether she called for him or not, she was acutely aware of his looming presence. However, there were occasions that he could startle her with his sudden appearances, and his abrupt embrace was one of them. Kamui let out a cry of surprise, briefly appearing confused before she processed just what was happening.

“Suzukaze! You can’t just sneak up on me like that. What if I thought you were an enemy?” Quiet giggles escaped her as she peered up at him, clearly teasing. She knew him well enough - there was no way she could ever mistake him for a foe. Gloved hands came to rest atop the two that had found a home on her torso, and lips curved in a toothy grin. “But... thank you. I was wondering where you’d run off to.”

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i was not one of them but i hope you have a splendid day regardless :3

                “THANK YOU VERY MUCH, my friend.” The smile upon her face emphasized Kamui’s words, genuine and amiable. "That means a lot to me!”

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( i’m just pasting this from my other blog & editing a litle BUT....... hey guys! i know i haven’t been active like, at all (aside from lurking), but i just wanted to make this an official semi-hiatus. i’m moving in like four days so i’ve been more focused on that, & i just wanted to let y’all know that my activity will be 100% back to normal once i’m settled in at the new place. i’m sorry i’ve been so mia lately but Real Life is a priority.

once i’ve finished with all of these moving shenanigans, i’ll be on your dashes way more often since that’s probably the biggest source of my stress/inability to focus atm. if you wanna be sure to be able to stay in contact with me, feel free to follow my twitter. thank you so much for being patient with me. ♥

as a side note: my kamui’s birthday is february 29th, which obviously doesn’t happen this year (unlike last year), so she’ll be celebrating it on march 1st!

edit: semi-hiatus will be extended until at least march 6th, now. i’ll still try to at least be here for kamui’s birthday, though. i’m sorry! )

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                OFTEN DID KAMUI TRAVEL TO Nohr to assist its new king in rebuilding the country after it had been savaged by the war. Each trip was a weight on her heart, and the air was still tense, but she still offered as much help as they needed. During one such time, as she entered the castle walls, she caught a glimpse of a familiar set of armor. Immediately, she froze, bare feet completely still against the carpet, and the confidence with which she usually carried herself began to falter.

Kamui swallowed a lump in her throat - from behind, the person in question greatly resembled Marx, late crown prince of Nohr, right down to his intimidating stature, but that didn't make a lick of sense. Marx, unfortunately, had fallen to the tides of war, slain by Kamui's own hand (which she regretted daily, wishing the outcome could have been different). There was no way that could have been him, unless Leon had taken to the forbidden art necromancy out of grief. While she knew he was hurting—she couldn't blame him,  and she knew she had no right to pry into his life anymore—she doubted that he would resort to that. So then, what was she meant to think about the man whose face she couldn't yet see?

"E... Excuse me," she forced out, unsure what to say, but knowing she couldn't simply ignore the stranger's presence. "Have we... met before?” ✧ { @duskheir​​ }

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✧ — LEON ;

  Ever since his plan for sneaking Kamui out of the castle had gone horribly wrong, Leon had felt incredibly guilty around her. She had forgiven him for his mistake, and so had Marx, but he still wasn’t ready to forgive himself. Kamui had nearly died, after all, and even though she insisted that it had still been fun, he personally couldn’t think back on it with anything other than fear and shame.

  Still, as close as he and Kamui were, it was inevitable that she would question his recent behavior. Where he once would have relaxed and felt a smile come to his lips, he stiffened up and frowned at the sound of her voice.

  “…I’m sorry, Kamui. I don’t mean to upset you.”

                IF KAMUI WAS CERTAIN ABOUT ANYTHING, it was that Leon was kind beneath his cold, calculating outer shell. Of all people, she supposed she likely knew that better than anyone. The fact that he hadn’t meant to upset her went without saying, but it gave her reason to briefly smile regardless. It quickly faded, however, when she remembered that her query had gone unanswered.

He probably had good reason for dodging the question, but Kamui could not simply drop it. Leon was incredibly uneasy; it was impossible not to notice the way he tensed and refused to meet her concerned eyes. While she wasn’t one to pry, she was worried - if the fault was hers, she hoped to be able to mend whatever problem she’d managed to cause. She had her hypotheses, of course, but Kamui would never voice them for fear of offending him.

“I know you don’t.” Her tone was soft, soothing, like whispers on the wind. “But what’s the matter? Did I do something wrong?”

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✧ — SUZUKAZE ;

  Suzukaze let out a quiet chuckle, nodding. As a ninja, he tried not to give too much of himself away, whether emotionally or otherwise, but it had been easy for him to let Kamui in. She was so caring, and so willing to listen. Had it been anyone else, he would have been wary of letting them in, but Kamui wasn’t just anyone. Despite the fact that he had pledged to protect her, she made him feel safe, and that was partly why he loved her so much.

  “I assure you, I’m fine. You need not worry for me.”

                “YOU SAY THAT, BUT I’m going to anyway.” Stubborn and set in her ways, she took his hand, as if to accentuate her point. Suzukaze was incredibly dear to her, and he occupied an unimaginably large place in her heart. Instead of her retainer, she had chosen him as her beloved, and that decision was one of the greatest she ever made. As carefree as she could seem, she did have her struggles, and she was grateful for his support through them.

“Just stay smiling, alright? I’d prefer that. I trust that you’re telling the truth, but... your brother’s serious enough for both of you,” a jest, accompanied by a playful giggle, “so you don’t need to be that way.”

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✧ — FEIGNEDBLOOD ;

  “Is my presence here a problem?”

    There were many things that Aoba could say, to use as an excuse. But he wasn’t sure he wanted to even answer at all.

  “If my safety is what concerns you, worry not. I am more than capable of defending myself. Perhaps instead you should worry more for yourself, yes? I’ve heard this place will soon become a war zone.”

                “EH? A PROBLEM? No, not at all. I’m sorry if that’s what I implied. I don’t really need to worry about myself, but I don’t want anyone who’s uninvolved to get caught up in everything...”

She supposed she should have suspected that he was a capable fighter, but Kamui’s nature was to worry. Of course, she was still left without an answer as to why the other was wandering. Could he be a mercenary of sorts, or simply a lost soul? Either way, she didn’t quite feel comfortable leaving him to his own devices unless he explicitly wished her to.

“It’s very kind of you to say so, but I’ll be fine.” If it was Nohr she faced, she would have to persevere. Revealing her identity as a princess was always the last thing on her mind, but she could at least reassure him that her skill in battle was at least up to par. Lips curled in a genuine smile, and she rose a hand to wave in dismissal. “I’ve been in my share of fights, myself... it's why I know things might get dangerous.” Ruby eyes looked toward the blade at her side, golden and divine. “My name is Kamui. I don’t think I caught yours...?”

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( okay so here’s the deal 90% of my mutuals here are unfortunately completely inactive... so despite this blog being a year and a half old... i’m gonna make one of these since they get around pretty quickly.

like or reblog this if you’d like to interact with a birthright-centric female kamui maybe? ♥ i have other blogs in this fandom you might know me from! )

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✧ — SUZUKAZE ;

  “I’m not gloomy, dear. Every moment I spend by your side fills my heart with joy.”

                “JEEZ, AND YOU GET UPSET with me for teasing you...” She knew, however, that Suzukaze’s words were genuine, and it was for that reason that Kamui’s cheeks lit in a faint blush. It was no wonder that she had fallen for him and his honeyed words. “But if I can make you happy, then that’s enough for me... that’s all I really want. Really, though... you looked so serious. Are you sure nothing’s on your mind?”

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I’m going to hell

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✧ — TAKUMI ;

Just moments before, his entire world had been spinning. His hands were trembling, his knees locked, and his breath came out in desperate, ragged puffs. It felt as if something had attacked his body from the inside, leaving him an irreconcilable  mess that could hardly find the strength to stand up straight. This wasn’t the first time he’s experienced one of these episodes, but this was by far one of the worst. 

It took him a little while to fully accept Kamui’s presence. His reasons for allowing her to embrace him were almost entirely selfish, seeing as he was using her body as a support beam to keep himself from crumpling to the floor. He wasn’t used to this level of affection, not from anyone other than his mother, at least. Especially from somebody he was decisively wary of only a few months prior. If he allowed her to stay like this, with her arms wrapped around him, would her words finally be able to soothe him? 

Possibly, yet at the same time, how could she know the truth? “H-How do you know?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “H-How do you know she d-didn’t see me as your replacement?” His shaky hands gripped at his sister’s shoulders weakly, as if she were a lifeline. “How could you know? Y-You weren’t there!” He was taken aback a little by the amount if bitterness in his tone, but he didn’t relent. He couldn’t. “Y-You weren’t there, so there’s no way you could know that!” 

                HIS WORDS STUNG KAMUI, though despite her inner anguish, she managed a small, pained smile. He had a point, after all - she had never been there, not for him nor any of their other siblings. When she had finally returned to Hoshido, they had lost their mother, a woman that Kamui scarcely remembered. All memories of Mikoto, sans those she had made in the brief time before Ganglari’s explosion, were either faint or completely eradicated from her mind.

However, this was no time to argue against him. Takumi was a fragile being, someone who Kamui knew she had to approach with caution. The opportunity to hold him so closely was more than he had ever granted her, and she wasn’t about to ruin that.

“Th-that’s true, but...”

What could she possibly say? Perhaps opening her mouth had been a mistake, just as she had initially thought it to be. Ears drooping slightly, she swallowed thickly and forced her smile not to falter, trying not to let his words affect her. He had no control over his emotions; he was vulnerable, his sister knew that, and she had to remain strong for Takumi’s sake.

“I don’t remember Mother very much... but it was easy to see that she loved you, and all of our siblings,” just as Kamui herself did. “All four of you... seemed to be just as dear to her as I was. I’m sure she came to love you for yourself, not as a replacement for me.” She could not ignore the fact that Mikoto must have had a hole in her heart where her daughter had once been, but it was clear as day that she was a genuinely caring person. “Like you said, you knew her better than me, so... answer this: did you ever know her to lie?”

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✧ — @arashinobi ;

                “SUZUKAZE, YOU SAID YOU KNEW ME before I was kidnapped, right?” It was a touchy subject for her husband, she knew, but Kamui could not help her almost childish curiosity. The question had been weighing on her mind for quite some time, and she pursed her lips. “Does that mean you and I met before...?”

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✧ — @nohrprodigy ;

                EVER SINCE KAMUI HAD been given the opportunity to leave her citadel for a short while, she had been seeing less and less of her precious little brother, Leon. Even when he visited, something about his behavior seemed off - it was as if he wanted nothing to do with her, and she needed closure. Had she done something wrong? “Leon... can I ask you something? Why are you avoiding me...?”

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✧ — @feignedblood ;

                “EXCUSE ME, BUT... can I ask what you’re doing here?” Kamui’s tone wasn’t accusatory nor cautious, but curious. The one before her didn’t look Hoshidan, Nohrian, nor any other nationality she’d heard of, and she wasn’t about to assume he had ill intent before speaking with him. “If you’re a traveler, I don’t think it’s very safe to tour these lands right now...”

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✧ — LEON ;

  Leon gave a quiet grunt when Kamui elbowed him, but couldn’t help smiling at her teasing anyway. It was true, she hadn’t met his horse before. And, knowing her as well as he did, it made sense that she would want to fix that. Luckily for her, Máni was currently in the fortress’ stables, and that was a place Kamui could go even without her siblings’ supervision, so there was nothing to worry about.

  “All right, all right. Let’s go see her, then.”

                SHEER JOY WAS APPARENT ON KAMUI’S FACE, both from her brother’s response and the realization that he had smiled. Leon wasn’t exactly the most expressive person in the world, and while she was closer to him than most people, she still rarely saw him be so genuine.

And yet, that was exactly why his light smile made her so happy. It almost felt like a reward after all of her efforts. Bouncing on her heels in childish glee, she peered out of the nearest window in the direction of the stables. It was impossible to see which of them held Leon’s trusty steed, but it was enough to know she was there in the first place.

“Remind me - what’s her name again?” Turning on her heel, she glanced at Leon again. She knew Leon’s horse must be important to him, and she wanted to prove she understood that. Respect was of the utmost importance for all creatures, including animals. “I don’t want to offend her by not knowing it when I meet her.”

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( HELLO SORRY for the inactivity but i’m going to put kamui and foleo on a semi-hiatus to give myself some peace of mind! this does not apply to my main rp blog (takumi) and this will last until i get myself caught up in terms of drafts. i will still be doing things whenever i can.

basically my activity won’t change much [bc life gets in the way so if i do have writing muse it  usually goes toward takumi], but having an official announcement up will help me feel a little less guilty. ♥ )

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*that moment when you’re still stuck in FE14 hell but then new pokemon appear*

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