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chaos: The truth isn't always a pleasant thing to know.
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Finished with the noodles, Ignis got up to collect Ravus’ empty bowl as well. He rinsed them and put them back into their pack, fishing out two granola bars instead.
“Here, dessert,” he said drily, tossing one to Ravus, who caught it with a wry smile.
“Ah. What a culinary delight.”
“Indeed. Truly the height of Lucian cuisine,” Ignis agreed with a small grin of his own.
“Considering the things you can make with only a minimum of available ingredients, I believe I would love to taste your food when you have a wider selection to choose from,” Ravus told him as he took the first bite of his granola bar. “I’ve heard good things about the Lucian cuisine, but I’ve never had an opportunity to try it.”
Ignis laughed, leaning forward in his chair towards his companion. “Ravus, once the sun returns, I shall cook for you and show you the wonders of Lucian dishes. Consider it a promise.”
Ravus lifted his granola bar like a wine glass for a toast. “I shall not forget it!”
Two times Ignis makes food for Ravus, and one time Ravus makes food for Ignis.
Written for Zibe Time Vol. 1, Dinner Date.
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Truth or Dare by cmdonovann
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
01 Jun 2023
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“It sounds like you’ve been working awfully hard on this,” Linhardt comments. “Have you considered that you might need to stop?”
Lysithea rolls her eyes. “Yes, of course, your solution to everything is to just give up. Very helpful, Linhardt.”
“I didn’t say to give up,” Linhardt protests mildly. He chuckles. “I just said to stop. You’ve been trying to force your way to understanding this purely through stubbornness, and it doesn’t sound like it’s working. So… stop. Take a break and try something else.”
Lysithea finds herself locked in the library overnight with Linhardt. He suggests some interesting ways to occupy their time.
Written for the 2023 pride month issue of Zibe Time Zines, which can be found here on itch.io (for free!) or on the zine carrd page here.
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A knock from the door. Elliott gave Florence one more piercing stare before effortlessly throwing his hair over his shoulder and striding to the entrance. Flinging open the door with a wide and gracious smile, he immediately began showering his guest with compliments.
“It’s wonderful to see you, my dear, here let me take that bottle from you. Oh, starfruit wine! You really shouldn’t have, I’m ever so pleased. You’re looking stunning, as always. Have you done something with your hair? Is that a new dress? It hugs every curve as though it were stitched for you. Gorgeous. Stunning. Magnificent!”
Leah waved him off with a laugh, allowing him to pluck the bottle of wine from her hands. “You flirt,” she said, winking.
In which Elliott and Leah make the best drunken choices.
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It had been over three months since Kaoru first started eating at the Waffle House down the street, and the ape-brained cook still didn’t know how to make eggs properly. The man was tall, tan, and built like a brick shithouse, so Kaoru assumed his brains must’ve been replaced by muscle. This was the only plausible explanation as to why a cook, presumably one trained on how to prepare various types of breakfast food, could not make a very simple fried egg.
A Matchablossom AU based on that one r/relationships post where the girl's boyfriend keeps getting into fist fights with the Waffle House cook.
Series
- Part 1 of Zibe Time