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❝I suppose you have a point. Although, I look nothing like my ‘brother’ either. Families can be oh so complicated, you see.❞

She explained to the younger man, waving her hand side to side. How silly the other is to think she cannot be mistaken as what she fears! Perhaps it’s her insecurities shining through, in the end. Her biggest fear is her youthfulness disappearing. Oh, how she wished she was her traveling companions age.

❝Besides, you’re stuck with me now since you sought me out like a lost kitten when seeing milk. Poor thing…I’ll take GOOD care of you.~❞

  If anything, he was more surprised at her statement than anything. The fact she even had a brother made him question what he was like, knowing little to go off of, even if his senses gave him the shivers... not like he had much else to go off of. 

                                ‘ Families ? I wouldn’t know, barely knew mine. ’

  What a shameful thing to say, with his situation he had almost forgotten any sense of familial value. Even if he knew he could survive on his own, this wasn’t his territory and any mistake could be fatal... he knew when numbers were better, even if it punched him in the gut for some reason.

           ‘ H-Hey...! I’m old enough to take care of myself... I just got lost is all... ’

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❝What am I to do with you? If you continue to stick around me, people will assume we are related…Worse: you’re mother. I-I’m not THAT old!❞

  He was a bit surprised at the statement, having been separated from the rest of the group, and with little knowledge of the land surrounding them, the choice of tagging along was much better than just hoping he’d find suitable shelter, and little resources.

      ‘ Hey..! It’s not my fault that I’m stuck here and plus, we don’t even look alike at all...! ’

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small fumiaki pixel since I replayed yokai watch 2 !!

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  Hey y’all it’s Nina here, making a permanent starter call ! If you like this post, you give me permission to the following,

          ➣ Sending you asks/memes/etc.           ➣ Coming to you for plotting ideas                     ➣ Building relationships (platonic, romantic, etc.) between our muses.           ➣ Talking OOC, on Tumblr IM | Skype | Discord.

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me: wants to indulge in my ships also me: only has one (whole) ship for fumiaki and im stuck in purgatory 

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Kliff:

  ✦ — One of those types. They filled the entire army– he supposed it made sense that people enlisted would want to fight and be good at it, but it still did not fall under his own motives. Just watching everyone else strive made him wish to further stick to the back and not overexert himself, all the while making a fool of himself and how much more lacking he was compared to his peers.

    ❝ Conserving energy is, though– an often        underappreciated one, if you ask me.        Guess brute forcing things is just more        your style ? ❞

  The words that Kliff spoke were ones that he didn’t necessarily expect to hear, with such high risks at stake-- though he supposed that there was no harm in a change of perspective... there was always a time for rest, but wasting time just lounging around to conserve energy would never help him improve. 

                                ‘ I hadn’t really ever thought about it like that... ’

  Though it seemed a little more fitting for a Mage to reserve their energy, thinking it must be hard to practice with such a strain on one’s shoulders from their own powers... even if he knew little to nothing about magic, he still found it impressive on the battlefield. 

   ‘ I wouldn’t necessarily call it ‘brute’ but I do prefer being prepared to attack at any moment. I’m not really sure how other’s train using magic... ’

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“then you tell me why.”

5 words || accepting.

  Leo’s words stung him. For a moment, he had braced himself for the worst– after all, with tensions high in the army, clashing nations merged together into something that never seemed to quite mix… Hoshido and Nohr always had their differences, and he was no doubt a part of that, he knew that so much of the army tried it’s best to keep itself glued together, even if it felt like such was falling apart from the seam. 

  He knew that he would never be like a royal, nor would his life ever value the same as the one’s leading the troops. For everything he was, he just wanted to protect people, the people he cared for– in the process, jumping head first into a situation that caused more damage that he or anyone would have liked. But even if he got scolded for it, he didn’t regret such in the slightest… after all, he was thankful for the opportunity in the first place.

                                         ‘ Does there need to be a reason? ’

  Words blunt and firm, yet spoken with a sense of compassion. Even if he knew that the army wasn’t cut out for him, he had the resolve to see it through the end, even if it meant taking his last breath to fight for such a cause… maybe to some it was a petty reason, but it was enough for him to keep going.

                                 ‘ I … just didn’t want to see you get hurt is all… ’

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five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

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Primary Headcanon Post !!

Not spoiler free, if you get spoiled somehow it’s not my fault. Especially because my take on Fumiaki will be more Shin’uchi version of YW2 (or Psychic Specters in English)

I will be putting my own creative liberties with my own headcanons so this will not be necessarily a character study completely. I am doing a character study + my own headcanons and applying it to my muse, please note that not everything said in this will be “canon”. 

Since Fumiaki is ultimately not present in Keita’s timeline of YW2, this is solely based on the fact that Fumika is the holder of the Yokai Watch, and based on her timeline.

I’ll be using the Japanese names just for my personal preference. I’m sorry to anyone reading this who is only familiar with the English names, but I primarily use the Japanese names to begin with !!

This isn’t an essay, it may be messy at times, and I apologize if my train of thought can be confusing to follow, if you have any questions if you want me to clarify anything, feel free to ask !!

BACKGROUND.

   For a little background, although the mention of Fumiaki’s parent’s are very scarce, I want to assume that one or both of his parents are dead. Since there is already a gravestone in the past, (and the second one in the present being Fumiaki’s grave) I would assume that the grave could possibly be for both parents, with just their names engraved on it while their bodies were cremated, leaving Fumiaki to be the one to inherit their own since his family owned it (and I don’t want to get super deep into any legal things considering that this is a kid’s game and I feel like I’m not supposed to care about it much). 

  This is also possibly supported by the Altar present in the 60 year past, though you can’t interact with it, I believe it’s an altar to his parents.

  But for some headcanons on his parents while they were alive, I feel that Fumiaki’s mother died in childbirth, given the time-- childbirth deaths weren’t super common in Japan compared to other countries during the time period, but it was more common than today’s standards, and with the condition of Kemamoto Village, a place that doesn’t even seem to house a hospital, probably the most they have is a local doctor, she died giving birth due to the strain on her body and the lack of medical technology given in the time period.

  Because of this, Fumiaki primarily grew up in his father’s care, despite being a single parent in such times I feel that it wasn’t particularly bad for either of them. He probably learned a lot of skills, especially survival skills to help ease the workload for both of them, which initially sparked Fumiaki’s interest in making things, often being fascinated with technology and how things work, ultimately leading to his interest in watches since I think he would have to have a fair amount of understanding regular watches to even try making the Yokai Watch.

  Although things seemed to be going well, around just before Fumiaki found Fuyunyan, his father succumbed to an illness, and with lack of proper treatment-- and the inability to escort him to a proper hospital in time, he died before anyone could do anything about the sickness. This took a big toll on Fumiaki, ultimately making himself more reclusive, with the inability to do anything about the things that happen around him. 

  What happens with his unnamed friend, happens after this, when he finds condolence with the other-- it was a way to fill some sort of hole with the idea to cope with the fact of his lost family and being a kid who inherited his entire house and any land that came with it-- he found it nice to be able to find the comfort of company. 

  Though his inability to control a situation struck once again, being unable to help his friend being bullied by two older kids, and ultimately losing someone that he had grown attached to-- he vowed to himself that he didn’t want to be friends with anyone until he was able to grow stronger, so that he could do something about such terrible things, to be able to stand up for himself.

MINDSET.

  I wanted to lay out my interpertation and headcanons on his background before I got into his mindset because I think that it can explain a lot of reasons why Fumiaki has a lot of trouble (at first) with the idea of friends and being close to people and why he adores Kamen Guts. Even though in general he probably could have fallen in love with any generic superhero-- the idea of being the world’s friend, and being able to have the power to help people like that is something that he idolizes greatly. Especially being a kid with little to no control over his life (at least in his early years) and with misfortune plaguing him, the ideal of a super hero who can do such things enamors him and his child like fantasies to become someone like that. 

  On top of finding the comic soon after his inability to help his friend, ultimately ending their friendship, it really drove him to be self sufficient, not wanting to rely on anyone, not even the Yokai he came to help, and even Fuyunyan. He deliberately tends to be hostile towards anyone who wants to be his friend out of fear of hurting them in the same way that he did others, and the thought of unable to be in control of a situation to the point where he can only sit and watch as chaos unravels before him is a thought unbearable to him. He chooses to go down a path of unrealistic realism, in the sense that he denies any form of intimacy for the most part with the thought that if anything bad happens, that he is only to blame, trying his best not to rely on others as a stubborn way to prove his strength and capabilities. 

  This can make him act rashly, seemingly almost uncaring for the well being of himself to get the results that he wants to see in himself-- his fear being his ultimate self motivation drive to become stronger, without relying on anyone.

  Throughout the events of YW2, even though he does learn that he can rely on his friends, and that he doesn’t need to be strong all the time-- and all by himself, Fumi being an impact on his life was also one of the more life changing ones, slowly learning and realizing the importance of friendship, especially when facing a huge foe like the Kaima, and the importance of teamwork. Ultimately shaping him into a better person, realizing that other’s can care just as much for him as he does them.

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BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE: STRENGTHS VS. WEAKNESSES! REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG!

TAGGED BY: wow I stole this what a surprise

S T R E N G T H S :

caring | merciful | brave | determined | forward | flexible | cheerful | wise | clever | humorous | spirited | lighthearted | mature | strong | generous | loving | calm | calculative | rational | unselfish | controlled | tactful | nurturing | protective | independent

W E A K N E S S E S :

panicky | cowardly | unthoughtful | rash | stubborn | antisocial | negative | temperamental | scatterbrained | grim | dull | unwise | unstable | weak | irrational | awkward | greedy | over-protective | over-sensitive | rude | selfish | explosive | tactless | dependent

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HELLO THERE! This isn’t my first time as Keita Amano, this is a return to an old muse that I love and adore and have missed rather badly!

If you’re chill interacting with a sideblog of Yokai Watch mind giving me a reblog? ♥

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small doodle of fumiaki 

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Kliff:

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  ✦ —  Kliff looks at the other with half intrigue. Digits curl against his chin as he sits upon a log and watches the male swing. Over and over. Repetitions. Training is useful to everyone, yet the male sits there.

    ❝ Tired yet ? I’m exhausted looking at you. ❞

  He was almost ecstatic to have the opportunity to join the Deliverance. With life the same old grind, training to have hopes of joining the knights of Zofia-- he figured that such was the first step in becoming more trained in such an art... instead of beating up trees all day. He wasn’t very familiar with the rest of the group, but he was more than happy to tag along.

  His swings were nonstop, until he heard a slightly familiar voice, still getting used to everyone’s names and such... everyone seemed so formal... but... he needed to get stronger for his own reasons.

        ‘ Not at all, training like this is always important-- slaking off is not an option. ’

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  Hey like this if you’d be interested in threading/building a relationship between our muses !!

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  FE VERSE.

  **For my sanity’s sake, I’m going to make this a general FE AU verse, not applying it to a single part of the series just because that’s a very big topic to cover, but I’ll do my best to make it applicable to as many FE verses as I can.

  For an FE verse, in general I believe he’d probably be some kind of axe wielder (aka using some sort of blunt object) being the most familiar with such weapons, and training on his own from a very young age. He’d most likely be the closest to the villager class in Fire Emblem, coming from the country-- he most likely would have no military training.

  Though he is experienced with axes of the sort, he still is pretty fragile and definitely not someone that would be on the front lines, even if he aspires to be a soldier like that if recruited-- wanting to try his best to become someone strong like that, trying his best to become someone that he can be proud of and looks highly upon soldiers as people who uphold a sense of justice.