Dorothea 🔞

[z @qtyzara]

happy womens day, send her $100 & double it by every hour you missed saying it

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

Good afternoon~ ❤️

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ProseSyntheta Won't you indulge me, just for a moment?

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ProseSyntheta [How sweet, to keep it safe...

... blink. Blink, blink.]

Overstay your– you think I want to get rid of you, so quickly?

Not at all!

I might not have much to offer in terms of a romantic night, but I /definitely/ have a bottle of red wine /and/ a well-trained ear for gossip.

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ruinwielder [such a simple gesture, yet it makes her heart race.

she peers up at him through her lashes, a hint of mischief in her gaze.]

Not at all! But you should know that by now. ❤️

[an overly (comically) flirtatious wink!

but in all honestly? she actually felt /excited/, for once.]

[MAZE @MAZEiro0]

study with reference

#edelgard #dorothea #FireEmblemThreeHouses

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ruinwielder [for some reason, she believed him.]

Sorry, Sylvie~ I couldn't resist.

[a blink. oh.]

A coat? We're staying outdoors?

[despite questioning it, she's quick to comply, darting back into her room to grab one - hurriedly returning to his side, an arm half shoved into a sleeve.]

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@HOLL0WMOON without crests had the same worth as those with?

and she had total faith in her allies, so shouldn't she start /preparing/ for that world?]

... then... I should find another goal, I guess. But if I reach for something so far away... you'll be there to save me if I fall, right?

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

Another year, another Day of Devotion spent single...

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@HOLL0WMOON Well... no, but-

[the words die in her throat.

those cases weren't exactly comparable to her own - none of the other Black Eagles were commoners - but did that really matter?

wasn't that the world they were striving to build - where commoners were on par with nobles, and those

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ruinwielder she grasps his elbow, the action feeling natural... but she wasn't enjoying this /that/ much!

A formal - teasing - bow of her head.]

Sir Gautier.

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ruinwielder [Briefly stunned by his uncharacteristic compliment, and yet... it draws a giggle from her, as she shyly tucks any stray hairs behind her ear.]

You think so? Well... you're quite handsome yourself, Sylvie. Put in some extra effort for little old me~?

[A brighter smile, as

[obśmiechujek @obsmiechujek]

[14] damn Edelgard take a hint #FE3H

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ProseSyntheta about. She doesn't have anything for him.

... Ah! She pulls a thornless, red rose from behind her ear, holding it out to him with a flourish.]

Happy Day of Devotion, darling! ❤️

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@ProseSyntheta [While he was right - she /had/ received more than enough gifts - she still seems pleased! A wide smile on her face, she happily takes the chocolates.]

Thank you, Hal! Spared a thought for little old me, did you~? Well! If we're exchanging gifts, then...

[What is she talking

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

[groaning, a hand to her forehead... she's given herself such a headache.]

Morning... [😞]

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

and raw. unguarded, covered with reminders of her touch.

it's a sight that — though it'd been shared by many others — felt sacred. special. something that should be taken in entirely.

it made it hard to leave. she didn't /want/ to leave.

but she had to.]

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

[she blinks awake slowly — warm, and content beside the man she'd spent the night with.

tired eyes run over @ruinwielder's sleeping form, memorising his softened expression, his freckles, and every little mark she'd left on his skin.

so rarely was he unmasked like this, genuine

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@HOLL0WMOON once more — one on the streets, with no family to speak of — after her voice and beauty had faded away.]

[Dorothea 🔞 @egretrose]

@HOLL0WMOON set her apart from the rest... and that thing was tainted by the leering gaze of others.]

I do appreciate knowing you think so highly of me, but really, I'm nothing special.

Even if I wanted to pursue something else, if I were to fail, then...

[... she'd be left with nothing