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evanox · 3 months

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If you joined the fandom some time after Anisa's rewrite like I did, and you've yet to come across (formerly) Nix Hydra's official youtube channel, I cannot recommend enough that you go and watch the playthrough of Anisa's first two chapters. GOD they're just SO delightful; especially if you're interested in Astraea's worldbuilding (or at least a taste of it).

The little details such as the occasional line pointing to Mournfall folk making their living through fishing, or how it's common for mischievous kids to go to the abandoned temple to mess around with magic, or how there are wards implemented by the city during the war 5 years ago to detect and prevent magical disturbances---all of that contributes to breathing so much life into our setting, rather than it just serving the simple purpose of being A Place Where Things Happen.

Not only that, but Anisa's personality shines SO much brighter in this older version. She already surprised me in the old prologue when she pounced at Sage for a hug in the tavern. I know she gives him the cold shoulder in our current version because of the whole betrayal thing, but angst aside, I still couldn't imagine our stiff and uptight Anisa offering either of her friends physical affection (she's just so exasperated with them all the time that it's hard to believe they were friends at any point), so that moment in the older prologue was very endearing to me.

(Also the banter between the three Starsworn is chef's kiss in the older version.)

Anisa pointing out how MC deserves the right to choose a mentor since they had no choice in their predicament is consistent across both prologues, but in the first (old) chapter Anisa chides Felix for not being considerate of the Mournfall townspeople who already suffered enough during the war, and it really drives in the point of how thoughtful and empathetic Anisa is. It also contributes to my point about how the little details in this version breathe life into Astraea---the impact of the war on its citizens is acknowledged; it's not just an event that drives the plot/drives the protagonists' angst.

On top of that, Anisa is very passionate about her job, a total workaholic, and a very curious cat; so much so that she was willing to go investigate the city wards despite being on vacation. For as straightlaced as she may be, she's not above a little mischief, grinning at you when you point out she's going against the orders of her Captain. All of these traits immediately endeared her to me, and they're kind of lost/diminished in the rewrite when her primary motivation for her workaholic tendencies becomes "I need to prove I'm good and pure to distance myself from my evil father's shadow."

Also, Saaros is introduced halfway through chapter 2 so it gives Anisa the chance to breathe and establish herself as a character before she has to share the spotlight w/ a masc-presenting character who'll steal most of the fandom's attention, as is every fictif female LI's curse. Additionally, the elf's introduction is more impactful than that in the rewritten chapter. In the latter, they're first seen complaining about lotions (which establishes that Saaros is someone really picky about their beauty routine), whereas in the old chapter, Saaros is taunting a vendor peddling "spiritual-cleansing" potions (the Astraean equivalent of essential oils only this one's effects are even more dubious). They spill the bottle of potion onto the ground and turn their nose up at Anisa when she asserts her position as a knight, deliver a speech about how Porrimans pretend like they play by the rules while letting charlatans run loose, and then march off. This establishes that Saaros is not someone you can easily fool, and Saaros does not think highly of Porrima or its authority and is not afraid to state their opinion about either. That hints at just how difficult Anisa's spy mission will be, and only at the end of the chapter do we find out this bold elf is Anisa's spy target, assigned to her by Archmage Escell himself.

Now, I'm not saying that Anisa being rewritten to be the LOS daughter is necessarily bad, but God what would I give just to see Dev's vision for Anisa before Lulu came along because it seems SO interesting. Perhaps not as intense as having the main villain as your dad (tbh they kinda ruined it by revealing it from like... the first or second chapter, but that's neither here nor there), but given that Sage and Felix's routes are already packed with angst and secrecy, Anisa's would come as a fresh breath of air---while you have to play therapist for the two male LIs to help them unpack all that baggage, you get to be on equal footing with Anisa and play detectives/spies with her.

It's got the same vibe as what the Arcana team was going for with Portia, only this one's done SO much better. I could never quite put my finger on why I just wasn't feeling Portia's route, but I guess that might have to do with how disconnected she is from everything established by the other routes. Asra, Julian, and Nadia are former friends who plotted together to take down the self-absorbed and useless Count Lucio, and Muriel is Asra's friend whose life was entirely jeopardized by Lucio's tribe first and then Lucio himself second. Portia is Julian's sister who arrived in Vesuvia not too long ago and she's not really friends with any of these characters (besides maybe the romance she gets with Nadia in Julian's route), nor is she really affected by Lucio so the route gives her an entirely different villain to defeat. In a way, it has become its own story without space to grow as a story should because of the chapter limit. The other routes get away with the chapter limitation because they all complement each other--telling the same story from different perspectives.

That's not really the cause for Anisa because she is at the heart of the conflict as one of the three last surviving Starsworn, suffered in the war as they did and is very empathetic towards the people affected by it. Her lower social status makes it harder for her to climb up the ranks until Escell himself offers to sponsor her if she'll spy on Saaros for him. So, even without the LOS relationship, Anisa is very well-entangled in the plot to make her route relevant and engaging.

It's a shame there are only 2 chapters out and you can only see the choices that the person recording chose, but also it seems like this was recorded at a time when the chapter wasn't even completed because honey what is THIS

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #anisa anka #last legacy anisa #last legacy saaros

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uchiha-7thsingularity · 2 years

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Finished part two of the period. Sorry if there are misspellings or wrong pronouns. I might go back and edit these later. I made these the best I could interpret the characters or how I read them when the devs introduced them to us in the game. Tried my best. Eat this horny and wholesome content real quick.

Scylla Anguis Mirun:

The First Lady is waiting to put the ass in class. Visiting Felix's room to check you out, *cough* *choke on wine*. Her excuse is to check up on her little fefe. One day she stopped for a bit to get a glimpse of your charming smile and Felix's pout fit to settle her boredom. Instead, felix was out doing studies (hot nerd shit)...anyway, she saw you clutching your sides with a painful expression. Coming to your side she pats your back lovingly with a worried look to ask about your troubles. You try to overcome the cramps to then twitch and sweat buckets on top of buckets holding in a scream. At this point, she finally realizes that you are experiencing period symptoms to hurriedly drags your poor soul to her bedroom. She lays you down to reveal she is going to do whatever in her power to grant you your well-being again. Which translated to: you are stuck on bed rest and ask me for anything to your desire or needs/wants, pretty please. The starsworn will be notified of your condition later on when felix returns. (Little did he know he will be getting an earful from a pesky sister).

Going to Florian and Escell she demands a handful of servants to send dinner to her room with necessary accommodations to heal you in your weak state. (She wants to worship and baby you to her heart's content. Step on her ma'am)!!! Withers is told to not disturb you two for the time being, as well as for Scylla to have alone time with you. Returning to you she finds you fell asleep...in her bed...to admire every inch of your gorgeous figure you cover with questionable clothing she has never seen before. Evening arrives when she has prepared a bath and new clothes for you to take willingly. Given her taste, she has gifted you a silk robe with gold sewed to the fabric with a butterfly design. Lacing the bath with salts and perfumes she registers you awake rubbing your eyes. (Gods, you are too precious).

Taking a bath you've realized she lit a couple of cherry-scented candles to relax your state of mind for the time being. Drying off and changing into your new bathrobe you kindly are grateful for the period supplies she gave you. Soon after, you enter back into her chambers. And oh…..oh this is new...you gasp at the sight to behold. She has brought you dinner with a dessert of five different kinds. Candles are lit in every corner of the room to gently lay your gaze on her silhouette in the lit room wearing a matching bathrobe herself. Maybe a gold-painted rose sealed between her lips. I don't know. She's a hard OG simp for MC from what I got if she had gotten a route. Queen, please be my baby momma! You stride over to her ever so slowly as if this was a fantasy. She sits up slightly guiding you to cradle your hips with her delicate fingers. MC/ OC: I'm in your debt Scylla. Thank you for the items but is ALL *you wave a hand gesturing to room outlook* this is honestly a tiny bit much for a period?? Specifically, for myself when you already let me into your home. Scylla: Preposterous! A delectable feast is fit only to be stomached by a forbidden fruit such as yourself. (And tonight she wants to make you as comfortable and praised till you salivate for her). Let me tell you one thing MC * whispers in your ear* I want a taste if you let me. I promise you won't regret a single second. Ahem...what!?

She feeds you. Letting you pick which platter is your personal favorite to note for later date ideals. Such an absolute queen she lets you feed her. I feel like she would hold eye contact with Mc just to see their cute rosy cheeks light up as you avoid her intense gaze. Stuffed to the brim from a delightful dinner date you assumed, she plucks the rose she had off the pillow and tucks it in your hair smiling like a fool. Of course, the servants ruin the moment and haul away the empty plates and cups. You both thank them and bask in the calm silence surrounding the two of you now. You go to sit down on the bed when she follows you not a moment later.

Tenderly holding hands you both lay in bed staring at each other. She asks if you are comfortable enough. You nod. Then she gets a mischievous smile. She kisses each knuckle sending shivers up your spine. Scylla just wanted to distract you from the pain while getting some sugar. Then you cuddle up next to her to then ask her to give you a back rub. She obliges. Using the lotion you got from Florian it was pomegranate scented that tickled your nose every time you took a whiff of it. Laying on your stomach she gets on top of you. (No pause). Generously speaking she took any knot in your muscles she could fine to quietly hum a toon under her breathe. Entranced you closed your eyes to ask her what she was humming. A lullaby she used to sing to her fe when he was a tot with magical talent. It calmed them when they both heard their parents arguing down the hall for the most part. :(

Night befell the room growing darker but you could care less when she hit a certain spot to make you feel like on cloud 9. Eventually, you two parted as she washed her hands with you exhaling in relief. Survived another day of your cycle. Drinking sparkling water or whatever this water was from refreshed you to think clearly for once without a shocking pain in your back. Swaying her hips she closes the curtains to then blow some of the melted candles out to dim the room for the sleeping period now. Holding you in her tattoed arms you ask her about each tattoo she has a story to share for each one. Oh boy. Falling asleep together you wake to her getting ready in the bathroom. She tells you to lay back and stay in bed. You hesitate but obey her offer. She tells you she is going to her bars to see the final renovation and that she will be back with more gifts to sway you with.

At her bar, she meets with the star sworn. Plus Elowen, Tulsi, Ayanna, and Saaros. What a fine group of friends you and Fefe has gained. They inform her they will stop by later to see how you were doing and she teases them that she has the situation under control and to not have their panties in a twist. Felix gags and blushes at the same time. Though he is relieved for you and his sister having each other in times of need. Usually, she would get on Felix's ass about messing with spells and whatnot. Holding her tongue from this point on she only wants to use it to tell you sweet nothings from now on. Thank you my stupid little brother for bringing my future lover to the doorstep of my bar to sweep me off my feet. She has been in love with rings attached at the end of the string to follow through with her title as an Escellun. (Satisfied by Hamilton starts playing in the background). Love couldn't be anymore clearer when she heard you speak in a sarcastic tone. Not that you were different, brought her felix, or were sarcastic to her. You talked to her like a human being and not as a spoiled rich girl or mysterious bartender. Arrow in the heart. She wanted to have another conversation with you under any circumstance to see where you'll both end up talking about. Perhaps, future plans!

Saaros the Ambassador of Rivathi:

Scanning their notebook for Azimuth's choice of sight for the possible future. They do not see this event show up on paper stained with galaxy ink. You crumbling on yourself in the castle with everyone to see. Normally, he would think you're being overdramatic and making a scene to gain their attention to peek at the journal. This is not the case. Without hesitating the elf has held you up by the armpits to drag you off to the room given to them to accommodate the needs of an ambassador. Anisa had walked off with Scylla because you both shooed her away to let her enjoy herself for once. In privacy, they mutter what poor choice of state the starsworn leave in after training. You tell them this wasn't the end result of training. (Rub chin in thought to appear calm but fail). MC smiles and talks about the body aches for a few minutes to let Saaros process the situation their in together.

Flicks forehead. Saaros: Be still child and lay in the comforter. It sounded like a demand than a request. MC/ OC: Don't flatter yourself. I would have laid down for you even without your permission. Wink. Wink. (Bite lip. Smack to head. What else shall I do in your presence?) Okay, moving on the elf retreats into the bathroom for hand lotion, as they would. Not for you. Sike. Kidding. Letting them apply it to each hand you feel their soft chocolate hands pinpoint the pressure you wanted on them in getting the elfs bag throughout porrima. It takes your mind off the painful shocks ricocheted within your abdomen and waist to let you savor their warm touch to the bone. Otherwise, the servants in the palace are summoned to fetch you both dinner with a tip to knock before entering the room after dinner is served to clean up. Much appreciated you thank the kind offer of the ambassador taking care of little old you. Rolling their eyes the elf strides to open a bottle of room temperature water to fill your empty stomach.

All through the evening you develop a sense of stability that your elf harbors. The shared secrets and gossip among each other is gratifying to be spoiled with even on a bad day. Dinner is brought with silver utensils that gleams under the candlelight. Memorized you dig into your meal with three courses and several beverages to thirst your appetite to your hearts desire! The side dishes were mainly picked grapes and fresh cut melon. Seasoned potatoes grilled to leave a charred taste on the tip of your tongue. Besides the chicken being slathered in red wine sauce to only have the steam hit your nostrils and flare up with delight. For the main part Saaros shared stories of times when they would venture in journeys after meeting anisa for his work ethic. Seeing them open up seem like a whole new world in spite of the momentary silence every time you took a bite.

Stuffing yourself and rubbing your belly you don't notice the elf get up and leave the room. A knock at the door and you open for the servants to clean up the room. After they left the corridors the elf returns with a big leather book with papers sticking out. They laugh at your curious look and gesture toward the couch. Sitting on the couch you bump shoulders to lean in for a better view of the pages. Turning every page the book contains memoirs of his past adventures while the elf smirks at any reaction you fail to cover up. Astonshied you ask questions on top of questions by glossing over notes they written and stuffed between the pages. Discussing their recent voyages have you wonder what you could experience together...if that is still a possibility. Would you stay in Astrea forever or leave to go home?

Yawning. Eyelids dropping the elf notices you falling asleep on their broad shoulders. Flipping the book closed they go to get up when you pull them back to stare up at them. Curious at your intentions the elf as sharp as they can be doesn't notice you lean up to brush your lips against their temple. Pulling back to grasp their jaw in your warm palm you can see a red glow tint their pointed ears slightly. The crinkle in your eyes must show because they take that as a challenge. Leaning you back on the couch they spread your legs and slowly rub circles on each inner thigh. The sensation is marvelously welcomed as you bite your lip and arch your back into the cushions. (Juicy...let me stop). Each trail of the slick elf's tender fingers massaging your aching muscles has your mind going wild as you begin to close your eyes to their touch. No one will see like this but them. Understood.

For a while the elf's eyes roam over your relaxed body to then take a sip of the wine you both were drinking before the touch starved moment. Still enjoying the rub they decide to lean toward you to give you a kiss on the forehead. Not expecting that you blank for a second and short-circuit for the rest of the night. Feeling accomplished in their daily nightcap the two of you head for bed to cuddle while not caring about any discomfort but each others warmth. That night you dream of the two of you on an exploration and adventure driven rondevous while the elf stays up thinking of their previous devious acts of affection they bestowed upon a foreign exotic species.

The next morning they accompany you to inform the star sworn to be more aware of a ill comrade in need of help. They apologize and take you guys out for lunch. Of course, others are invited which Saaros recognize as nobility and you recognize as extended family. (Guess who they are…...Anisa mom, Sage sister, and Felix sister with florian in tow….surpised. No. Okay, sorry). In addition, thee elf watches you as you are hyper focused on a debate with sage about the definition of what counts as a sandwich. Nonsense. Usually, the elf would see meeting you as a sense of coincidence. Althoughh, as you warmed up to them, the elf couldn't help but yearn for your attention to detail. Especially, if that attention was toward them only to then have the courage to take your hand and never let go for even a second longer. If you want of course. Who's to know?(Asmo).

Elowen De Bhaldraithe:

She could bash her head into the nearest stone wall for not keeping an eye on you sooner. Swaying down the trail you both walk on everyday. Her feline eyes narrowed at your petite weak figure that kept wobbling every time you took a step. After a certain amount of time she got irritated and grabbed you to throw you over her shoulder. Heading to Fanthom to the room Anisa gave her she threw you on a stool to head into the bathroom for a moment. Coming back with a bucket and rags with clean clothes in her clawed palms. Telling her you were fine for the hundredth time she ignored your wailing and pouting. Filling the bucket up with warm soapy water she dipped the rag in and wringed it out. Grabbing your face she told you to undress.

Feeling vulnerable you sigh and follow her orders stiporing to your under gamrnets to let her clean you the right way to feel more comfortable. Thanking her she brushes your blushy face off prioritizing your health first and trying not to think of your smooth skin at her disposal for her to glorify. Carrying on she lets you change for your sake while she notifies everyone in Fanthom to give you space during your painful conditions. If they don't understand (Felix, sage, and Saaros she rolls her eyes and points to anisa to tell her to explain. And then she runs back to your side with a jar of cookies she found fair and square.) Sorry rime. Stretching your body on her black sheets she offers a cookie to you and you happily take one to split with her. Munching together you rub your hips with a pained expression.

Dusting her hands off of the crumbs she takes her gloves off to reveal her pointed fingernails filed to the tips. Smirking, she lays on your thighs to massage your abdomen in solemn silence as you watch her with adoration in your eyes. For a few minutes it is peaceful for the both of you. Then you ask her about her childhood and she is silent for second. About to ask her again she jumps into a story of her and lucan trying to jump on roofs to outrun each other across their homeland for fun. Listening to her dive into different memories no matter the ending of the stories she had with her late brother make you feel hopeful. Seeing a smile take your lips she gets off you seeing she pleased you more than with an easy task. You get up to hug her as she pats your head.

MC/ OC: I want to take a walk around Fathom to bet some circulation. Wanna come with? She scowls at your question. Elowen: *grabs your hand* Let's just go. I'll carry you. No exceptions! Startled by her lifting you on her back you give a squeak. Grumbling, you muzzle your cold face in her blonde frizzy hair that smells of citrus and lime. Being a top must be hard for you since you keep pointing out every little detail you see. Your like a wiggly worm. She doesn't mind, instead she holds you even tighter by the thighs that seem more warmer now that your both sharing body heat. Weird paintings capture both of your interest to think of stories as to why the painter expressed their thoughts on to canvas. You come up with the idea of the artist just wanted to express the mindset one goes through of living in a world like Astrea. And she contradicts your story that the painter simply was in need of a pay raise or experienced whatever the painter expressed with paint. Snorting. You both see endless bookshelves which make you think if the time safe showed you the one at mournfall. Noting of sneak getaways with a tough female kitten that could easily drop you at her will. Gulp.

Empty rooms occupy the endless halls and you are curious but respect not to go in to any of them. Elowen continues her earlier stories adding to her training for the last five years she put her heart and soul into becoming the berserker. She goes silent for a second when she feels a peck at her fluffy ears. Tail poofed and pupils dilated. She huff's realizing you pulled her out of her overthinking her past intentions to harm your friend sage before knowing the truth. She still despises him but maybe…. Can learn to work with him and see him as a fellow comrade. Someday. Then she feels you grab her fluffy ears to steer her down the stone hallway. This does NOT amuse her but she keeps moving nonetheless, to then head out to the baths that sage showed you once.

Lights in the night sky start to illuminate with the halo of the sunsets rays as they brighten the surface of the water. Hoping off your exhausted cat you take her hand and lead her to the steps of the pool. Taking your shoes/ sandles off you both dip your swollen feet into the chilling water that leaves ripples around your ankles. Seeing each others reflections you lean her head to lay on your shoulder. A sigh escapes her lips as she makes eye contact with your reflection with a smile on her pale face. Throwing compliments at one another you start to pet her ears. For her it's euphoria and for you it's a wholesome experiment to see what gets her riled up and makes her putty in your hands. One time she accidently hit you with her tail and so you decide to twirl her tail in your other hand. You see her face turn cherry red as her mouth forms an "O" while her eyes are screwed shut and her lip quivers up into a grin. This astounding sight exists for your twinkling eyes to remember for later shenanigans to mess with her.

You both return to her room with slippery feet or paws. And she tackles you to the mattress hiding her face in your chest mumbling sweet worships. Falling asleep in her presence is not something new for either of you after spending time together. She watches for a while your chest going up and down. Hearing your heartbeat for every breath she takes for the borrowed time Lucan gave her. It makes her grateful for stumbling upon you before she took a dark path. Waking the next morning to you drooling all over her pillows she realizes she will fight anyone to see another blue sky with you. Or just to get another chance to care for someone she thinks she loves more than her brother's legacy. And to that she kisses your chest to wake you so you guys can start your training as one.

Tulsi Ain:

What a week in a heated environment. Wiping the sweat off she sees you coming up the stones jagged path of the alleys to bring her dinner like the previous times you showed up to greet her with a flashy smile. It reminded her of sage to then tell you to limit the time you spend with her intoxicated brother. You nod in silence with a basket in hand and bags under your eyes. She cups your face as she observes the blotches on your cheeks and sweat beading your forehead. That won't go down on her watch to see her beloved MC fall apart on her watch. That's her job. Pulling you to her house above the shop (I assume. Dorian let us into the lore and backstories of last legacy characters. You got me on my knees...I beg por favor)!!

Rinsing out her pots and basins she fills them to the brim with cold water with ice cubes to settle next to her bed she let you lay upon. Now she is well familiar with the cycle of womanhood. Guilty for not asking how you were feeling sooner she apologizes over and over again. Until you tell her it's not her fault but yours for not telling her sooner. Dabbing your forehead she furrows her brow when you start making silly faces to amuse her from your agony. She snickers to the point you both start laughing and enjoy each other's warmth. Forgetting the cramps and headaches coming on tulsi begins to head downstairs to cook dinner with the ingredients you bought early on. Relaxing on her mattress you roll over to welcome the smell of her scent on her pillowcases and sheets. (In this case, she has fluffy pillows and blankets that she wraps herself up in for cold nights.) Burying yourself deeper into her covers you start to massage your temple and hips.

Hot plates in hand she scurries up the stairs to witness her other half rubbing themselves while in her bed. She thinks she might faint. Noticing her you sit up slowly to grab a plate as she blocks owlishly at you with a red glow to her complexion. Sitting next to you she gives you water to wash the delectable meal down with a satisfied gulp. You share a pleasant conversation about childhood stories as you eat her homemade meal. Her being a child while watching sage run from pissed-off bakers after stealing pastries or you mentioning outdoor games you played as a child with the neighbor kids next door. Finishing up dinner she cleans up as you let your eyes wander off around her sacred room she shows no one. There are tickets of scrap metal and knickknacks she's collected over the years. She comes back into the room to smile at your curious look to tease you about being nosy and wide-eyed. You brush her off but she comes beside to throw her arm around you and ask if you feel better. Leaning into her neck you give her a tiny nod.

Bunny girl asks if you need anything and you stare at her for a solid minute. Then ask what's wrong to have you ask her about trying yoga poses with you to stretch your body out for a sense of relief. Without hesitating she pulls you up to only ask what "Yoga" is or does for your body?? (Wouldn't you like to know;)..... I would...oh). You explain to her about the results to do specific poses with a partner you trust to help you stretch your body and help your blood pump faster. She agrees to help you to make you feel well again. Both of you stunning ladies decide to stretch first before doing poses and cracking your knuckles. (Do any of you have a bad habit of cracking your knuckles like me?) Moving on you try simple poses like touching your toes. Seated cat cows. Twin trees. Temple. Seated twist. And so on. You suggested at one point to do a difficult one but then collapsed on each other with your face buried into her chest with a blushy bunny. Apologizing endlessly, she brushes it off with her contagious laughter that brings you to laugh with tears in each of your guy's eyes.

You decide you did enough yoga together to pull tulsi on her feet and wash up and call it a night. Ever the hard stubborn worker she gets the tub prepared when you tell her you rather have a shower. Tulsi: You sure? I can run a hot bath for you to relax your muscle spasms. Running your finger through her brown locks MC/ OC offers: You done so well for me. All I want is to help you wash up to give my thanks. Is that okay with you? Stars twinkle in each eye as you both are careful removing each other's clothes and folding them somewhere nearby to share a hot shower together. You've never felt so loved and cared for that you thank her by pecking her jawline as steam comes from her long fluffy ears and shower head. She makes sure to be extra gentle as she washes your scalp with a fruity fragrant shampoo to calm you down during the struggles of your period. Drying off each other to be back in your clothes you braid her hair and the same goes for you. Or pinned if you had short hair? Air dry? (I rather air dry and braid my frizzy hair).

Hugging in the bed you stare at her to tell her how beautiful she is. Choking on her spit she reciprocates to get different expressions from you as well. It turns into a competition when you shut her up with a slow kiss and rub her back. Releasing her puffy lips she bites down for a second to catch her breath then pouts that she was supposed to be taking care of you. Giggling you tell her she has done the best thing to do during your cycle. Which is to have her by your side every step of the way. Fingers interlaced you both take turns speaking sweet words only you guys hear from each other. And share kisses, maybe a possible stolen kiss here and there. Falling asleep tulsi decides to wrap you in blankets while holding you close to say under her breathe she was lucky to have you walk into her shop with her brother that faithful day. She soon falls asleep by your side with a smile plaster on her cute face.

Waking up you smell bacon in the air. Tulsi no longer in bed (always awake before you) she has cooked a yummy breakfast with bacon, fruit, and eggs to have the star sworn around the table with elowen and others sipping coffee or tea. Ayanna and florian chat while Scylla waves to you from her seat. Saaroos just pulls a chair out for you. Smiling you greet everyone and Tulsi a good morning as the sun rises and you stuff yourself. She watches you and sage bicker about waffles vs pancakes that leads the silly debate no where for gods no how long. Anisa is to busy trying to explain her cooking skills to elowen who simply rubs her head at the thought of someone burning water. Felix and rime both watch the chaos unfold to then start disputing about a toast spell gone wrong. Snickering to herself tulsi realizes that she is the utmost great fun to have you in her life. She knows you treat her like she is your everything but in reality you are her life. Believe her when she promises to any gods that you and her will never be apart as long as she can preserve the home you created for each other.

#fictif #last legacy #female reader #period mention #elowen de bhaldraithe #last legacy saaros #tulsi ain #Scylla Anguis Mirun

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