YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 3

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For this bonus round, we're looking for prompts inspired by plant/flower symbolism and the language(s) of flowers!

Here are some resources on flower meanings:
Script Florist
Farmer's Almanac
Wikipedia: Hanakotoba
Wikipedia: Plant Symbolism

This round will end on July 1st.

Fills can be in any format, and you can fill your teammates prompts, but you cannot fill your own prompt.

You can post as many fills and as many prompts as you want!

for your prompt post title, please use the following format:

PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]

for your fill post title, please use the following format:

FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]

POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 150 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 100 points each
Fills 5-10: 50 points each
Fills 11-20: 40 points each
Fills 21-50: 30 points each
Fills 51+: 25 points each

Comments

FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

[miyukitty]

Fandom: Fire Emblem Sacred Stones
Pairing: L'Arachel x Eirika
WC: 591

The horses huff through flared nostrils, hooves thudding against the dirt path and kicking up dust. The weary creak of leather, the jangle of metal, the monotonous rhythm of hoofbeats – even for a worldly lady who is more than accustomed to traveling long hours in the saddle, L'Arachel is growing bored to tears of endlessly riding from battlefield to battlefield. When Eirika warned her of the great and terrible danger they would face, she failed to disclose that war was also a dreadfully tiresome slog from one place to the next.

If they could at least hire a minstrel or a jester for some entertainment on the road, it would make for less drudgery! L'Arachel has half a mind to summon Rennac and Dozla to her side and demand a performance of them. Her devoted retainers can always get a laugh out of her.

Mounted on Fleur, Eirika’s proud shoulders do not waver or slouch, nor does the strict line of her spine. If Eirika doesn't deign to voice her complaints, then L'Arachel shall choose to follow her stoic example – even if, truth be told, she does have a most unladylike bruise on her tailbone from this infernal terrain bouncing her up and down, and thighs so sore she can scarcely stand without wobbling like a newborn foal.

A beautiful princess of peerless beauty such as herself mustn't set a poor example for commoners.

L'Arachel grips Valkyrie's reins tight in her gloves as she wriggles restlessly in her saddle, trying to find any position that inspires less aches of the body. Alas, such a position does not exist. She nudges the stirrups against Valkyrie's sides, urging her mare to pick up the pace and draw abreast with Eirika.

“Any word from the flying scouts as to when we'll set up camp?” L'Arachel asks with forced cheer, offering Eirika her most dazzling smile. “This repetitive scenery has little to offer in the way of aesthetics, and I fear my sweet Valkyrie is growing disillusioned with the landscape. I should like to retire her for the evening before her ill temperament reflects poorly upon my house.”

“Your horse... is tired of the scenery?” Eirika repeats, polite but puzzled. She smiles in gentle apology, inclining her head in a slight bow. “There is still some ways to go, I'm afraid. Ephraim would like for us to camp at the base of the mountain, and as you can see... your horse may have to put up with marching a while longer.”

L'Arachel sighs with theatrical flair, tossing her head back and gesturing with her arm for emphasis.

“Very well! I shall endeavor to keep her spirits up for the time being, but know that it grows more difficult with each passing hour. Perhaps, if you were to regale her with anecdotes from your homeland of Renais, it would inspire her to carry on further...?”

Eirika, eyes bright with amusement, leans forward to pat Fleur's neck. “I suppose it would be worth a try,” she concedes. “Is there anything you – or rather, Valkyrie – are curious about in particular?”

L'Arachel beams, straightening her posture.

“Why, the castle gardens sound just lovely! Or any tales from your youth, or perhaps, adventures you and your brother got up to together? I'd love to learn more about your upbringing – that is, I'm certain my mare would as well.”

“Very well,” Eirika concedes with an indulgent smile. “Give me but a moment to search my memory, and I'll tell you both all that I can remember.”

Re: FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

[mikukilledtheradiostar]

HELP l'ara deflecting onto her horse is so perfect, but what I love most about this drabble is how you show, subtly, that despite l'ara's perspective on war, and eirika's coming from similar origins (they're both thrust into it suddenly, as all of magvel is) there's a serious contrast between eirika, who has to be stoic, who is forced to become a leader, and l'ara who is... complaining about horse-riding haha! I think you capture the ways that l'ara admires and looks up to eirika really well, especially with A beautiful princess of peerless beauty such as herself mustn't set a poor example for commoners. it's great because that idealised peerless princess, the one she admires and attempts to become so much, is so clearly shown in the prior paragraph to really be eirika ( If Eirika doesn't deign to voice her complaints, then L'Arachel shall choose to follow her stoic example ) eirichel 5 ever, u write them so well, a delight to read!

Re: FILL: TEAM FIRE EMBLEM

[miyukitty]

ahh, this is a really insightful comment, thank you <333 i'm fond of the idea of l'arachel lightening the mood for eirika, who really has so much tragedy and darkness to bear, l'arachel can still make her smile ♪(´▽｀)