#if this keeps up Alfonse might just decide to put Kiran on one of those kid leashes

[oh-cool-a-burning-sword]

in light of the new FB event:

[kitsunebishake]

Why Hríd is such an amazing character who just got done wrong during his “character arc” (SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE BOOK II AND FORGING BONDS)

WARMING: THIS IS JUST ONE LONG ASS LOVEMAIL POST FOR HRÍD

this was originally written as a thread on twitter but i’ll try my best to put it all here because someone asked for it some time ago

I’m putting it here because @chascah suggested i uploaded it here as well for those people who actually appreciate the icy boy

this is basically an analysis to most if not every quote from hríd, also adding some translations and little details from the japanese quotes (and some lore behind the whole idea of hríd’s new year alt)

let’s start then!

lemme start with the fact that hríd only appeared in 3 out of 13 chapters, yet is the character that caught my interest the most (funny because i already had a crush on alfonse, then i saw hríd and was like "oh, hello there")

hríd arrived like a half-dead yet somehow composed prince who somehow (x2) survived by himself in múspell for weeks (maybe even months, there's no exact timeline but it is canon that alfonse and the others spent some weeks in nifl, it probably also took them a while to navigate through múspell until loki arrived as ylgr)

he served as some kind of excuse to not put bruno too much with the main characters, practically a messenger only despite this guy being alive with burns and a broken sword (the crack on gjöll's blade hurts bc he couldve actually lost his sword and ended up defenseless in battle oof)

so, there was no really much use of his character other than being a magical solution for everything

he even helped unmask loki (though they never explain why hríd suspected of ylgr, we only know loki's own take)

btw, can we talk about the fact he probably outsmarted loki while the others weren't yet in múspell? he terrorized surtr's army and even outsmarted laegjarn and laevatein

and since he survived for so long i believe most of his wounds were made by surtr himself

they never really say whether he actually managed to kill surtr or not, but let's say yes just to add up on all of the things hríd does just in the story

at first glance it looks like he's doing nothing, but reading further into it and applying some logic

hríd's... he's pretty impressive for a prince so young

gotta also add how hríd appears less impulsive in japanese than in english

when "alfonse" blames him for being a traitor, hríd gets to the defensive immediately in english

in japanese, he's more in shock, probably because after all he's tried, he's being doubted by his allies (which shows a lot how much he cares about being perceived as perfect, something i'll get on to later if i have enough time)

I added this part in the middle of the whole thing because it was a different thread so excuse the sudden change of topic, kinda. It’s supposed to be from the last conversation in Book 2, where Fjorm tells Hríd she’s going to stay in Askr despite her “condition”.

"I understand your feelings, Sister. By all means, go. I will pray for your safety."

this is one of the quotes i'd like to put in that one hríd character thread i want to make

the feeling behind this quote got completely lost in translation, as there's no way to translate it properly

in japanese, hríd uses a pecular way of speech to refer to his sister here he says "... I get it. If that is what you wish, it's alright to go. I'll pray for your safety." the peculiar part, aside from hríds "..." is where he refers to fjorm, the "you"

hríd normally uses "kimi" to refer to people, which is like a more... gentle? way of speaking? men usually use it towards women bc they want to treat them nicely, and jps in general use it with people they don't know (it's that, or "anata" or "[name]-san")

yet here, hríd decides to use "omae" to refer to fjorm, which is more informal and even rude (specially for someone who normally uses "kimi", it means he wanted to express some kind of anger or frustration about fjorm's decision without saying it directly,,,,,,,,,,,,,which is very japanese to do so,,,,,, *looks into the distant "most japanese people i've known don't directly say 'no' and instead go 'hmmmmmm' '*very indirectly rejects*' and it's probably a fact*)

it feels like instead of being supportive, hríd just understood there was no way of convincing fjorm to stay with them

so he gave up and felt hurt by that

please protect hríd

Back to the rest of the analysis.

now let's talk about forging bonds, in the wiki there's only the opening part transcribed in japanese, the rest is only on english (i curse not having started playing 3 months earlier orz)

the first thing you can notice in the japanese version is how informal hríd is when he's stressed

while he speaks in an usually softer manner, here, he doesn't even greet ylgr and gunnthrá, he goes directly to "gunnthrá... ah, ylgr is here too" (he kinda does the same in the mainstory, where he just says “ah, fjorm, you’re okay... ylgr too :)”)

AND IMMEDIATELY, HIS NEXT TEXT IS HIM CALLING GUNNTHRÁ WITH "OMAE”

ALREADY DEEP INTO THE STRESS OF MÚSPELL INVADING THEM

this shows how easily stressed hríd gets and how much he lets his emotions dirve his attitude and actions (which makes sense with the part where he tells fjorm she should be the one wielding leiptr and not him, he's too emotional despite how much he tries not to be)

in these parts we also see some level of deattachment from gunnthrá, on english he goes "sister..." by the end of the opening conversation

in the jp, however, he stays silent, he doesn't even call her name

idk if it's just me overanalyzing it, but from my experience with animoo and vidya, it feels a little weird that he says nothing there, like he's thinking (this is probably foreshadowing hríd's inner feelings oof)

something that i particularily like about this event is that hríd seems so at ease when he's on the dreams, even in the english translation it seems like that he mentions it might be because he feels at ease with kiran but i feel like it also has to do with the fact they're just a dream, it's not the real world, there's nothing to worry in a world where there's no war

at least, that's the feeling his dialogues give me

the closest thing to that hríd is his lvl40 speech and ny hríd (who's happier)

the only quote where hríd mentions some type of concern for his mother btw

from here on it only gets worse when it comes to hríd, though

he speaks about the invasion and such he talks in a way that implies he's probably taking the role of a commander (same as how it is implied he trains the soldier, or that he trains with them, though since he's been training alone with fjorm for so long, it's most likely the former) aside from that, he's weighting on himself the responsibility of what happens to nifl and what happens to his family

and since he's doing so, here's when it comes the part of hríd not being able to care about himself

this young man is carrying a heavy weight, the hopes and dreams and lives of many innocent and PEACEFUL people who barely even know how to fight, on top of those of his loved ones

it doesn't seem like anyone asked him to, not even his mother or sisters

he just decided it on his own that he needed to be "the perfect prince/king" in order to "protect" them

/even if it costs him his life/

he prepared his sisters for that moment (which, might give an insight that hríd knew more than he says, but let's leave my conspiracy theories aside lol)

and to THAT PART, we can add this from the mainstory

in english, when he's rescued, he thanks them for doing so

but in the jp text he actually apologizes for it

not sure how to exactly translate it, but it's something along the lines of "my apologies...for having to be saved..."

idk you guys, but it sounds like what someone who just failed to commit suicide would say, instead of someone who's grateful to be alive

and it makes sense, with how obsessed hríd seems to be about "dying for his loved ones" despite it not being entirely necessary

i mean, look at that, he survived surtr and was aided by bruno as he escaped (probably? they never say what exactly happened, but since they're looking for hríd and not for bruno, it's most likely that they just found each other by accident)

and yes, even though he seems to calm down with those thoughts during the sequence, it is only a dream and we know he has no recolection of them

he forgets completely about that motivation to keep living, which leads him into further down the path of death  (whichinnorsemythologymightbecalledhríd,,,,,,orgjöll,,,ykow?)

im still not done, havent even gotten to his unit quotes lmao

hríd still did his best to survive for as long as he could, but it feels more like his strategic "i'm making time for fjorm and the askrans to make their moves" purely, out of the fact he didn't seem too happy to survive until he saw fjorm and ylgr

hat's all of hríd's quotes from that event, i can finally move on to his unit quotes

let's start with this one, luckily it is practically the same quote in both languages

this immediatelly counters any "hríd is boring" comment

though that is subjective, in my case what drove me even further into loving hríd was how different he was from usual characters related to ice

he might come off as cold sometimes, but it's purely because he's actually really dense/has a really bad sense of humor

in jp he tries to make an ice joke, but says "it's not suitable for him" (which is funny because in english he does have ice puns and i hate it)

1. he doesn't mention his mother 2. hríd blaming himself and being kinda gloomy part 1 

"I should have protected my people and sisters, I couldn't play that role... I can never forget that." 

this part hurts a lot (it's a little more poetic than the og one, i like it lol)

he could be talking about himself, about his sisters, his people, or all together, since the four of them have expressed desire for peace, and all four ended hurt by such thing

this part is scary, though it's not as much in english

NOT BECAUSE OF THE TRANSLATION, but because of his battle lines in eng (i'll get to that first and then come back to this one)

the most shockingly different skill trigger is the second one

the first one is exactly the same the third one in jp is "this is the last blow" (or smth like that) the fourth one is a little weird to translate (ice upon you works, but "freeze your life" sounds a little scary??)

OKAY BUT THE SECOND ONE ALONG WITH THE VOICE CLIP

IT KINDA SCARES ME A LITTLE FOR MY CUTE SWEET MOCHI BOY

it literally says "no mercy for the enemy"

IT'S LITERALLY SUGAR COATED, hríd went from a gentle giant to a merciless killer (who knows how many muspellians he's killed???) thanks to surtr and his fucking ass

hríd blaming himself and being gloomy part 2

the fact that he has not one, not two, not three, but about 5 to 6 lines that imply he's still dueling over everything that happened during the war is hurtful, he really can't forgive himself for that

he also sounds a little dead to me here (it’s one of the voiced quotes from his status page!)

which brings me back to the initial scary one

hríd is obsessed with earning his peace no matter what

and for that, he wants to get stronger

for that, he's willing to even perish, for everyone's sake

it's so sickening for me since i can kinda relate???? it reminds me a lot of the kind of wording they use for depression-themed japanese works, with the "peace" part and his willingness to just die anytime (which, is actually pretty normal for a warrior outside of FE. outside)

iT MAKES ME FEEL BAD BUT AT THE SAME TIME i kinda like he's written this way

AND EVEN WHEN HE'S LIKE THAT, hríd is still a gentle sweetheart who speaks so kindly you kinda forgets how merciless he is in the battlefield

like, the audio where he holds kiran's hands???? where he speaks about how the order of heroes saved nifl????? EVEN WHEN HE GETS STARTLED

he's always such a gentle and kind person

it makes me hate surtr even more because they didn't deserve this

hríd didn't deserve going through all of this fucking shit HE. DESERVED. HAPPINESS. AND PEACE.

then there's the ny hríd

he's an angel

a happy angel who makes me a little sad bc og hríd is not as happy

From here on everything was written like 2 weeks after the previous stuff :’) i’m sowwy

he's a resolute prince, he has the resolution of saving even at least one person,,,,,instead of being a "king", instead of being a "brother", or a "prince", he just wants to be "a hero",,,

hello, this is my opening statement of why ny hríd makes me cry with just existing

welcome

let us start with something that makes his quotes even better, particularily the previous quote and his lvl40 speech, which is the powerful meaning of this alt itself for a character such as hríd

in japan, new year used to be celebrated not at the end of the year, but at the end of winter, which is where geishun comes into the scheme, as it currently means "new years greetings" but in those old times, it was actually "welcoming spring" (or something along those lines i suck for precise translations)

and that's where our next quote comes into the picture

hríd speaks about nifl's winter, about how it practically symbolizes the nifleans' strength and will power

the alt itself is a more positive hríd, one who's willing to try his hardest for everyone, who doesn't regret his past, but looks into the future and has the purpose of being even better than before

of course, this hríd didn't suffer the same fate as the OG hríd, as he still has all 3 sisters (i want to believe ylgr was with them, just not shown bc of the lack of space for a sixth character) and now also 2 new allies to power their search for peace and strength to defend that peace

so, while our normal hríd is desparate to become stronger and suffers, this hríd is like his pole opposite, it's like the sun and the moon (too bad this hríd has no default special, sol would've fit him so well)

can we talk about how he feels so comfortable wearing the celebratory outfit?

the obi (the.....thing that acts as a belt) should be tied strongly enough so the hakama (the pants) doesnt fall down while he fights, yet he feels comfortable with it

i mean, it isn't as constrictive as a kimono as it doesn't prevent him from moving around freely, but he still shouldn't normally feel as comfortable with it as he is, he's never even worn something like that (it is implied, at least) yet he's loving it, isn't it adorable???

one time i joked about hríd being able to feel when winter is coming or when snow will start falling but

i think this quote pretty much confirmed it (YOU CAN'T SAY IT'S BECAUSE IT'S WARM, IT DOES SNOW IN ASKR WE'VE SEEN IT)

blessed boy munchs a whole fucking piece of mixed flour with FOUR HUNDRED GRAMS OF FUCKING SUGAR 

he's got a sweet tooth i know it, i know my people when i see them

it's just that he doesn't seem disgusted, and he also only mentions the mochi so we can assume he didn't drink sake or matcha with it

he ate the fucking thing alone and apparently liked it

we have a sweet angel, guys

i just think this quote is cute, he loves cold just as much as i love him

t HIS IS SUCH AN IMPROVEMENT FROM OUR NORMAL HRÍD HE'S SO POSITIVE AND DETERMINED I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

though in japanese, the last quote is a little more gloomy

im not entirely sure of how to properly translate it *looks at the jisho page of the kanji he cant understand* it's certainly a word

but it could be something like "to be in such a predicament from so early in the year... I'm unable to say it's pathetic..."

i???? imagine he says he "can't say it" because he's trying to be positive?????? or something along those lines, but saying it proves he's taking it way to the extreme

nasakenai can also be shameful or miserable, pitable, disgraceful stuff like that

i'm not sure how to describe this quote?

this time it's the english localisation that kinda throws me off, i don't understand what he's trying to say lmao

in japenese he's saying something about having been graced this early in the new year

7 years speaking english and i still can't break down complex phrases the only reason i've survived this long is through the power of deduction abilities

pray for me

u know hríd's damaged quotes in english are all grunts, right?

in japanese, this hríd has a peculiar quote i find adorable when he gets damaged

he says "as expected from you...!"

hE'S COMPLIMENTING HIS ENEMY, THIS IS THE SAME MAN WHO SAYS NO MERCY AS HE KILLS THE FOE

btw listening to his english quotes is so funny

he sounds so damn cool in japanese and in english he

he sounds like a fucking nerd

I THINK IM TAKING A LIKING TO HIS ENGLISH VOICE ACTING PURELY BECAUSE HE SOUNDS STUPID

compare this (JP) https://gamepedia.cursecdn.com/feheroes_gamepedia_en/1/12/VOICE_Hr%C3%ADd_Resolute_Prince_SKILL_2_jp.wav

to this (ENG) https://gamepedia.cursecdn.com/feheroes_gamepedia_en/6/6a/VOICE_Hr%C3%ADd_Resolute_Prince_SKILL_2.wav

it's the exact same quote by the two different VAs

HE SOUNDS LIKE A NERD IN THE ENGLISH VERSION I CAN'T

back to translations and analysis

i hate this one

his eng quote is more positive while the japanese one is something along the lines of "I was useless... I'm sorry..."

I

HATE

IT

look, say whatever you want, but hríd is such a sweet man

he cares for people and he tries his best to be the perfect prince everyone thinks he is

AND FOR HIS *MORE POSITIVE VERSION* TO SAY THIS AS HE IS DEFEATED IS JUST

WHAT DID HE DO TO U INTSYS TO MAKE HIM SUFFER THIS MUCH??

despite how "im so useless...!" his japanese version is

he way he says these two quotes sounds way more positive in japanese lmao it's the same translation, only that he's more "I'll repay you!!!!!!" in jp ( https://gamepedia.cursecdn.com/feheroes_gamepedia_en/3/34/VOICE_Hr%C3%ADd_Resolute_Prince_MAP_3_jp.wav )

adorable

can’t use emojis on this pc so i’ll just leave the whole screenshot here

you see this quote here?

this is what it actually says

I DON'T KNOW WHY THEY CHANGED IT BUT I THINK IT'S CUTE BECAUSE I THINK HE DIDN'T JUST SWALLOW THE WHOLE MOCHI

HE ATE IT NORMALLY AND THINKS HE'S GOT SOME ON HIS CLOTHES BC PEOPLE ARE LOOKING AT HIM LGHDSKLGSDFKS

why are u so cute aaaaaaa///////////

this is probably the translation of hríd's quotes i hate the most  in english it just...sounds so rude

in japanese it's more like "could you please tell me if i'm wearing these clothes wrong? i'll fix it fast"

he's trying to be respectful to the hoshidans sobs

THESE TWO QUOTES ARE SO DIFFERENT BUT SO EQUALLY ADORABLE AND POWERFUL

THIS 180~195CM OR SO MAN IS THE MOST ADORABLE PERSON IN THIS WHOLE PUTRID PLANET AND IM GOING TO TELL YOU WHY

first, this is my fave quote on english

he sounds so confused as to why people think the hoshidan clothes suit him

HE'S. NOT. AWARE. OF HOW FUCKING GOOD HE LOOKS.

TELL ME THAT'S NOT THE CUTEST SHIT EVER HE JUST DOESN'T GET IT

to make it more adorable, in japanese, the original quote is something like "I wonder what makes a type of clothing 'suit' you..."

HE'S GOING ALL PHYLOSOFICAL ON THAT SHIT probably because people keep telling him he looks good in that kind of clothing

this man's density is so powerful that he can't even begin to understand people find him attractive and that the attire literally makes him go from a 10 to a 1000000000000000000

he doesn't get it and he wants to know if it's really true so he goes out of his way TO ASK KIRAN

i love hríd so much he's so adorabl e

i want to give him a hug

with this i finish my thread for now

for now

hopefully we will get another alt for hríd and i can come back to spam about how adorable his quotes are

please stan hríd he's literally an angel

[sara-scribbles]

To Love a King (Part 3)

Hríd/F!Summoner Warning: None

Pure fluff this time.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 --------- A few days went by in a blur of activities. Ylgr had many plans for them that Kiran found herself busy. The distraction from her situation with a certain ice prince was a welcome one. The young princess took them from place to place with such enthusiasm that Kiran found herself sharing it. Kiran hadn’t felt such carefree happiness in a long time since she first arrived. The toll of constant war had affected her more than she realized.

Taking a break from running around, Kiran, Sharena and Fjorm were laying in the gardens. Though Niflheim was a cold place, they had a garden that was enchanted to stay at a comfortable temperature in order to grow plants. The grass under them was a bright, healthy green and the plants around them flourished. Staring up at the clear blue sky, Kiran felt at peace as if all her troubles were gone.

“I like this.” She closed her eyes.

Sharena yawned. “It’s great! I haven’t felt this relaxed in….a long time.”

“This garden was a little piece of spring for when we wanted to rest. We all use to come here to play when we were younger…” Fjorm said wistfully. “Now….we don’t really have much time for relaxing. Hríd is so busy with his duties to enjoy anything.”

Kiran bit her lip at the mention of the prince. A few days had passed and she hadn’t seen hair or hide of him. “How is he?” she asked, trying to act nonchalant.

Fjorm sighed. “He’s being kept busy with putting final touches on the coronation. It’s in two days, so Hríd wants to make sure everything is perfect.”

“Your brother is so serious, Fjorm,” Sharena commented. “He reminds me of Alfonse in some ways.”

“He’s always been like that.” She turned over on her side. “When our parents passed, Hríd took it upon himself to take care of us. He tried so hard to remain calm for us, yet we could tell he was suffering just as much. He use to smile a lot, but now he rarely does.”

The three were silent. Kiran hardly knew the prince, yet here she was throwing herself at him. He was able to hide his pain from her, and she was blind to his inner turmoil. Her stomach twisted into a flurry of unease. She tried her best to help all the heroes in anyway she could. Of course some were not so receptive to her help, so she let them be. Kiran knew she could not help everyone, but that didn’t stop her from trying.

“He has been smiling a bit more lately,” the ice princess mused. “I asked him about it, but he just smiled and shook his head.”

“Sounds mysterious. Maybe he’s just happy to have you home for the coronation?” Sharena supplied.

Kiran didn’t want to assume but she wondered if that had to do in part to her. “At least he’s a bit happier,” she said quietly.

“I’m glad too. It’s a relief to see him healing after everything he went through.” A warm breeze caressed Kiran’s cheeks. “Oh!” Fjorm sat up abruptly. “I forget to tell everyone about tomorrow's banquet.”

“We get to eat a lot of food, right?” Sharena sat up and Kiran followed.

“Of course. However the banquets usually have a theme. This time the theme is masquerade, so everyone has to wear a mask.” She smiled at the two. “Don’t worry I asked one if the maids to leave a mask for you in your rooms.”

Letting out a sigh, Kiran felt a smirk pulling on her lips. “I should have brought Marth with us.”

“Why?” Fjorm titled her to the side.

She only smiled as a giggle escaped and turned into a full blown laugh. As Kiran laughed at her own inner joke, Fjorm and Sharena shrugged. There were many times where they didn’t understand her. However it was nice to see their Summoner smiling and laughing. --------- Tossing and turning, Kiran finally kicked the covers off with a loud huff. Unable to sleep, got out of bed. Grabbing her cloak to wrap around her body, Kiran peeked outside her room before padding down the hall. She remembered the way to the garden and found it without a problem. Stepping outside, the magically made warm air enveloped her in a warm embrace. The grass brushed against her bare feet as she made her way to the spot Fjorm had taken them before.

She paused when she saw the form of another person sitting there. The full moon illuminated the figure enough that she realized it was Hríd. She hesitated to go over as he looked to be deep in thought. Taking a step back, a twig snapped under her foot causing her to freeze with eyes wide and bated breath.

He made no motion that he had heard the noise. Kiran let out a breath and turned to leave, when his voice called to her. “You can stay, Summoner.”

Glancing over her shoulder, he had not moved an inch from his spot. Shoulders slumped forward a bit and legs stretched out, he looked just like any other person in that moment. Deciding that it wouldn’t hurt to sit with him, she made her way over and plopped down onto the grass. The area was quiet except for the chirping of crickets and buzz of insects.

“Can’t sleep?” She could sympathize with that. There were times where she couldn’t fall asleep because of what she would see behind closed eyes. Those nights were more often than she let on. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to bother anyone about it.

Hríd let out a deep breath. “In three days, I’ll be king. The title holds a lot of weight.”

“You’ll be a good king. I’m sure of it.” Drawing her legs to her chest, Kiran watched as a frog in the pond surfaced.

“How can you be so sure?” His eyebrows drew together. “I let my people be slaughtered not too long ago.”

She squeezed a fistful of grass in her hands. “That wasn’t your fault. Yes, many people died, but you can’t keep blaming yourself for it.” She released the grass and tried smoothing it out. “I might not be the best person to give advice, but I think you need to get past what happened. Use what happened as a learning experience. Look back on it as what you should do differently. It doesn’t mean you have to forget those who lost their lives. Instead learn and do better so something like that won’t ever happen again.”

Looking up, Kiran noted the fireflies that bobbed through the air. Hríd remained silent as he stared out. He needed, she decided, some peace and quiet. Whatever weight was on his shoulders, he needed time to lift it himself. Everyone around him could only do so much before the responsibility fell onto him.

After a while he spoke. “There are many things that could happen under my rule. I just want my people to be at peace.” He frowned. “I will try my best to keep the peace for the sake of my people, both living and lost.”

“Good. You should try to worry a little less. You’re starting to get wrinkles,” she joked, trying to lighten the mood.

He chuckled. “Ylgr said the same thing. She says I look like an old man when I frown.” He turned to look at her.

Kiran tilted her head back. “I see what she means.” Reaching forward she pulled Hríd’s lips into a mock smile. “Better.”

His eyes glinted in amusement as his hands closed around her wrists. “I’ll try not to look like an old man.”

Letting her hands fall to settle between them, she didn’t pull away from his grasp. “Maybe you should make some jokes. Best way to smile is making others people smile.”

An eyebrow went up. “I’m sorry but it’s not in my nature to make jokes.” He held one of her hands while his other hand traced patterns on her palm.

Her unoccupied hand went back to petting the grass. “I doubt that.” A slow smirk formed on her lips. “I heard you yell ‘ice upon you’ on the battlefield once.”

He feigned ignorance. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. You must have heard incorrectly.” He laced their fingers together.

“I should have recorded it on my phone…” Kiran rolled her eyes but grinned. Hríd gently tugged her arm and she moved closer. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her to sit between his legs.

She settled back into his chest with a content sigh. “Are you ready for the banquet tomorrow? Fjorm said it’s a masquerade.”

“It should be a good time for everyone. The cooks have been preparing for days. Will you be attending?”

“Of course. I didn’t come not to eat delicious food!” He laughed quietly. It rumbled deep in his chest. “I’m not sure why I need a mask considering I’m going to stick out like a sore thumb.” Her cloak would give her away immediately.

“I’m sure you’ll look lovely regardless.” Brushing her hair aside, he pressed a kiss on the back of her neck. It sent shivers down her spine.

She hummed approvingly when he pressed another kiss on her neck. Her cloak had fallen off her shoulders to pool at her waist. “You flatter me too much.” Shifting in her position, Kiran maneuvered herself so she straddled him. “Careful with the compliments, or I might think you mean them.”

“Why do you think I don’t mean them? You’re beautiful, intelligent, empathetic, funny, s-”

“Okay I get it,” she said, with a laugh. Her ears felt warm.

He reached up and brushed his thumb against her cheek. “You turn a beautiful shade of pink when I compliment you.”

Kiran buried her face in his chest. “I’m not use to getting such compliments,” came her muffled reply. He smelled of pine, lavender, and his own unique scent.

“You deserve more than just compliments,” he said, his hand gently combing through her hair.

Pulling back she grinned, cheeks still tinged pink. “You’re right. I deserve a feast everyday!”

His eyes danced with mirth. “I never took you for a glutton, Summoner.”

“Now you know my weakness. Feed me good food and I’m done for,” she sighed dramatically. Her hands came to rest on his bare chest. Kiran was thankful for the deep-v of his shirt. His heart beat steadily under her hand.

They were silent for a moment. Kiran kept her eyes locked on her hands. Hríd kept stroking her hair absentmindedly. Finally pulling her hands away she looked up at him. He had a far away look on his face.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

He blinked and looked down at her. His brows were pinched together. “Excuse me?”

“It’s a...saying where I’m from. Basically I’m asking what you’re thinking about,” she explained while mentally slapping herself. Sometimes she forgot how different everyone was from her.

He nodded though his brows were still drawn together. “I find myself wondering why.”

“Why what?”

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, he smiled wistfully. “Why you affect me so much. I’ve always been in control of my emotions. Yet when I’m around you, I lose all control and follow my instincts.”

Kiran couldn’t lie and say she wasn’t a bit smug that she affected him so much. “I guess you and I have the same problem. I’m usually not so…bold.” She looked away from his intense stare as she recalled the moment in the hall. “I tend to forget everything else. I’m not the type to have sex in open places.”

He chuckled. “Neither am I.” Wrapping his arms around her middle, he laid back on the grass bring her with him.

Snuggling against him, Kiran bit her lip trying to suppress a smile. “I never took you for a cuddling type.”

“I never did either. Though it may be due to the fact that I have not ‘cuddled’ with anyone before.” He sighed. “You’re very warm.”

Kiran merely hummed in agreement. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to relax. Hríd’s body was solid yet soft in a way that made her feel safe. His scent helped her mind to relax and her muscles to loosen. As she wandered between the realm lucidness, she thought she felt something warm press on her forehead.

[awkotacosummoner]

Sleeping Spells, True Love's Kiss, and Black Eyes

I don’t have any prompts to write yet, so I thought I would share a goofy FeH story I wrote a while ago

Summary: In which Kiran is put under a sleeping spell, Sharena believes in fairy tales, Alfonse gets a black eye, and Anna's being Anna

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17072900

Full story below:

Today had definitely not gone as planned.   Loki being the trickster she was decided to make their lives even more difficult than usual.  Alfonse was currently pacing down the hall outside of Kiran’s room.   “Alfonse, calm down.  I know you’re worried, I’m worried too; but pacing won’t help.  Just let Lissa do her thing.” Sharena said. “Calm down?  Sharena, Kiran just collapsed after Loki put a spell on them!  We don’t know what she did to them, for all we know, Kiran could be dead right now!” Sharena who was sitting in the chair next to a table sighed. “Look, I know you don’t wanna admit it, but Loki really likes Kiran.  She wouldn’t just kill them like that, and you know it.” “Okay, so I’m just supposed to believe this is one of Loki’s harmless jokes?  I don’t know if you’ve forgotten Sharena, but Loki was with Surtr.  The king who was trying to burn our kingdom down.” “Yeah... but she still likes Kiran.” Sharena shrugged, as she moved to sit upside down on the chair.  Alfonse pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sharena how many times have father and mother told you that a princess does not sit upside down?” “I know I should let you lecture me to get your mind off Kiran but... mom and dad aren’t here so I can sit however I want!” Sharena smiled as she lightly pumped her legs over the chair. The door opened to Lissa coming out of Kiran’s room. “This is not over, young lady.” Alfonse said before turning to face Lissa. “Urrggg, you sound like dad!” “How’s Kiran?” “I’ve got good news and bad news.  The good news is that Kiran should be fine, they’re just under a sleeping spell.” “And the bad news?” Alfonse asked, bouncing on his feet in worry. “The bad news is I don’t know how to break the spell.  I’m sorry, but outside of healing, magics never been my forte.” It was at this point that Anna walked up to them. “I’m sorry, Prince Alfonse, but Loki escaped before I could catch her.” “How are we going to break the spell then?” Sharena who was still upside down asked. “What kind of spell is it?” Anna asked. “A sleeping spell,” Lissa explained.  “You know, I may not be could with dark magic or anything but I’m sure we could get Tharja or Rhajat to try something.” “NO!” everyone yelled at the suggestion. The last time Kiran was feeling under the weather and the similarly looking mages tried to help, they put a hex on them that caused everyone else within a five-mile radius to become violently ill. “I think we can try to find a way to break the spell without getting those two involved.” Alfonse said as he continued to pinch his nose. “I’m sorry, I wish I could be of more help.” said Lissa. “It’s not your fault, Lissa.  We can take it from here.” Anna smiled. “Alright, let me know if you need anything.” Lissa said before walking off. They each stayed silent, trying to think of way to help their summoner.   Suddenly Sharena let out a gasp, causing Alfonse and Anna to turn to her. “I got an idea!” Sharena cried as she flipped over to be right-side up again.  She jumped off the chair only to fall over.   “Ahhh!! All the bloods rushing from my head!” “And this is why mother and father told you to not do that.” Alfonse lectured. “Urg, can you try to not be like dad for just a few minutes.  Kiran’s never gonna fall in love with you if you keep that up.” Sharena said as she held her head while Anna helped her up. “Wha-wha... I don’t know what your talking about?” Alfonse blushed looking away. “Yeah, well you better.  You need to realize your love for Kiran if you want them to wake up.” “What are you planning?” Alfonse glared. “Okay, it’s the oldest trick in the book.  A true love’s kiss is the only way to wake Kiran up.  That’s how it’s always done in my books.” “Sharena, those are fairy tales.  Please don’t drag us into your whole fairy tales are real thing.” “I don’t know Prince Alfonse, it might work.” “Commander Anna, not you too.  This is serious.  We need to think of a serious way to wake Kiran up.” “No, I really think Sharena is on to something.  Loki was the one who put Kiran under this spell, this sounds like something she would do.” Alfonse could only blush further as he tried to look anywhere that wasn’t his sister or commander. “It couldn’t hurt.  Worse comes to worse, it doesn’t work and we have to find something else.  Let’s at least rule this out before we waste more time.” Alfonse shuffled awkwardly before finally sighing and finally caving. “FINE! We’ll try your way.  But you two owe me one.” “I think you’re the one who’ll owe us after this.” Sharena snickered. “Oh, wait!  I’ll go get my recording tome.  We can sell this and make a fortune!” Anna said running off. “Wait!  I didn’t agree to that!” Alfonse yelled, but trailed off when Anna was no longer in sight.  “Why do I always let you two talk me into this kind of stuff.” Anna returned with her tome as ushered Alfonse and Sharena into Kiran’s room. There, Kiran was still there, not moving. “Okay, I changed my mind!  We’re going to think of something else.” Alfonse said, starting to walk out the room. “Ohhh no you don’t!  Sharena said, grabbing her brother by the arm.  You agreed to try this first.” “Okay!  The tome’s all set, come on Alfonse!  Time is money!” called Anna. “This feels so wrong...” groaned Alfonse. “Oh get over it.  Just a quick peck on the lips and your done.   You can do this Alfonse.” said Sharena. Alfonse had slowly sat down on Kiran’s bed and leaned over them.  Anna had started to record with her tome, and Sharena was bouncing slightly from the tension.  Just as Alfonse closed his eyes and leaned further down, it was then that Kiran woke up. They slowly opened their eyes to see Alfonse right in their face.  So naturally, the freaked.  They let out a small yell and instinctively through a punch.  Alfonse let out a cry as he fell off of the bed and onto the floor, holding a hand to his eye.   Anna and Sharena recoiled back in surprise, and silently ran out the room. “What the hell, Alfonse?!  What were you doing?!” Kiran cried, blushing and scooching to the other side of the bed, away from Alfonse. “Loki put a sleeping spell on you, and Sharena said that the best way to wake you was a true love’s kiss!” Alfonse yelled. “And you listened to her?!” Kiran shouted. Kiran and Alfonse continued to bicker in the room while Sharena and Anna listened from the hall. “Sorry you won’t be able to make money off of them kissing, Commander.” Sharena snickered. “Don’t be.  I’m sure people will pay even more to see this.” Anna smiled.

--Extra--

“How did Prince Alfonse get that black eye?” Fjorm asked.

...

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” was all Kiran said.

[pasteladins]

Take Off Your Coat!!

Pairings: Kiralfonse F/M

Notes: I apparently had this crack fic lying in the depths of my folders. Also, quick notice, there is a paragraph where it gets kinda steamy but it’s nothing too tantalizing. 

Summary: Kiran has a risque secret under that cloak of hers.

Kiran huffed, tying her hair up to reduce the intense heat against her already sweaty skin. “...Come on…”

The group had already planned on heading to the Nabata Desert in the World of Blazing today -- it was an excellent chance to test their tactics and strategies; there’s always time to hone your skills, as Commander Anna would put it, giving them her signature smile.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem for Kiran -- she preferred these warmer temperatures than the freezing nights in Askr. All she had to do was remove that heavy, white coat and bask in the sunlight in her sleeveless top. However, something was preventing her from taking off the coat.

The night before, Kiran and Alfonse had decided to engage in more intimate affairs. Simply put, all of their overwhelming stress could be cured with a little makeout session. Said session turned a little steamy as the Askran prince’s lips parted ways and travelled down her neckline.

Hot, eager lips repeatedly crashed down onto Kiran’s neckline. Teeth dug deep into her sweet skin, causing a feeling of ecstasy that the pair refuse to let go. Eventually, Alfonse’s mouth traveled away from her neckline to her shoulders. This spontaneous action did not come unappreciated. Unable to control herself any longer, Kiran let out a moan of pure pleasure. The hot and bothered prince took this as an invitation to continue, and, eventually, Kiran’s skin was decorated in hickeys. Scandalous little love bites, which would certainly be noticeable with her sleeveless undershirt.

Needless to say, Alfonse got a little carried away.

This is why Kiran made the logical conclusion on the battlefield: suffer through the excruciating heat to avoid getting caught.

The tactician also returned the favor for her favorite prince (he had to be rewarded after all that), but he was back at the castle -- where it was too cold to remove his armor -- the armor which efficiently covered most of his body.

Kiran grumbled over her unfortunate luck as she wiped her forehead for the umpteenth time.

“Lady Kiran?”

The young tactician was caught off guard when one of the heroes, Celica, called her name.

“Are you alright? You look like you’re suffering through this heat. Maybe you should remove your cloak?”

The young tactician flinched upon hearing the recommendation. She gave a nervous little giggle, wringing her gloved hands together and slowly. “N-No I’m alright, Celica. I appreciate your concern, but I think I prefer my coat on.” However, Kiran knew that Celica was too perceptive, and would question her actions, therefore, the tactician needed to shoo her away. “N-Now! It’s time to get this battle over with, alright?” The sooner they finish, the sooner she can leave this unbearable heat and avoid getting caught.

The Zofian princess gave Kiran an uncertain look, making Kiran feel a little more uneasy.

“Trust me, I will be fine! I-I must check on the other side of the battlefield, now if you’ll excuse me!” Not willing to wait for a response, Kiran turned around, her cloak whipping about from the hot desert winds, and she dragged her feet away from the confused Celica.

“Phew… that was close…”

“What was close, Kiran?”

The summoner let out a high pitched yelp as yet another hero approached her. By the sound of the voice, however, Kiran knew who it was -- and it was not a good sign.

It was the sly archer, Niles.

This is bad! Kiran thought, her gloved hands now clenched in anticipation. If anyone would find me out it’s him!!

Niles gave an arrogant smile that made Kiran’s entire body tense up. The way he approached her, so brazen -- but practically playful -- made her think that the loyal retainer had a dirty little secret he wanted to share.

Still, the divine summoner had to practice professionalism, somewhat, anyways.

“N-Niles! Please don’t scare me like that!” She chided the archer, although she knew he wouldn’t pay attention to the reprimanding. “Did you need something?”

“Why, yes, actually. I do have a question for you.” He gave his signature smirk as he played with an arrow. That wasn’t a good sign. Niles tended to play with his arrow when he gave some sort of sexual remark, or was about to kill an enemy.

For a moment Kiran preferred the latter option.

“Which is?”

“Why not ditch the coat? It’s scorching hot here, and you’re the only one here who looks as if they’re prepared for the next big winter.” He came a little closer, pointing to her coat with one hand while still attending to the arrow in the other.

Instinctively, Kiran grabbed the front of her coat and pulled it tighter around her body, all the while ignoring the intense heat falling down on her. “M-Maybe I prefer wearing this coat! My skin might get burnt so I’m just protecting it!”

“Oh please.” Niles retorted. “Even that beefcake Hawkeye we’re fighting doesn’t have a shirt and he’s perfectly fine! Unless…” His lips curled into a suggestive smile and Kiran felt her stomach drop. Oh Gods...

“U-Unless…?” Niles don’t you dare--!

“You can’t take that off.” He walked around her, still swirling the arrow with his free hand. “What are you afraid of, tactician? You have scars? We all do! I’m pretty sure no one will judge you.”

“W-Well… no…” The heat certainly was getting to Kiran, as she failed to playfully retort Nile’s banter like she usually did. The ever so efficient tactician was losing this battle of wits, and it appeared as though Niles knew what was going on.

“Oh? No scars? Then there must be something under that pretty white coat of yours.” His eyes traveled down to her neck and onto her shoulders. It was as if he knew…

However, the summoner still did not want to give up -- she was not about to share her intimate stories with this archer. She had a reputation to protect!

“Niles, y-you are simply imagining things! Now off you go! Robin needs some coverage from those oncoming mages!” She pushed the loyal retainer in an attempt to distract him. If he knew what was going on, Kiran would never hear the end of it. She and Alfonse were already struggling to keep their relationship in secret. Of course, it didn’t help when they spent nights like the previous one quite often. Someone would eventually hear. 

It would just be incredibly unfortunate if that someone was Niles.

“Oh~? Hasty are we?” He placed his bow down low and readied his arrow. “Now, now, Kiran. I don’t remember you sounding so hasty last night.”

And that was it. Niles had hit the metaphorical bulls-eye in Kiran’s nightmares. Her face flared up in a red frenzy -- and not just because of the blazing heat. She stuttered frantically to come up with an explanation, but her panicking state merely confirmed what the sly archer had guessed.

“So I was right!”

“Niles!”

“Who knew that pretty porcelain prince really does have a few chips!”

“Niles, please!” The summoner was absolutely mortified, burying her face in her gloved hands. This was it -- this was how she would die. In a blazing desert as Niles shouted out her secret to both friend and enemy on the battlefield.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, Kiran.” Niles placed a hand on the summoner’s shoulder, making her look up from her shameful stance. “Your secret is safe with me. It’s a bit exciting to be the only one who knows about this tantalizing secret.”

Deciding to take the archer’s words, Kiran let out a sigh of relief. “Th-Thank you, Niles…” Even the scorching sun was just a mere afterthought at this point as she let herself relax. At least, just for a moment.

“One question, however.”

“Yes, Niles?”

“Who tops?”

“NILES.”

(( Alfonse is not the porcelain prince Niles had claimed he was. Cue Niles giving Alfonse some advice/ideas for sex. He needs to know... ))