wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks
[five drawings of fire emblem characters. 1: claude and hilda lean across a table, sizing each other up with equally calculating smiles. the text reads “i’m not calling you a liar; just don’t lie to me.” 2: felix steps aggressively into sylvain’s space, scowling; sylvain smiles nervously. the text reads “i’m not calling you a thief, just don’t steal from me.” 3: dedue solemnly cradles a shellshocked, teary dimitri close to his chest. the text reads “i’m not calling you a ghost; just stop haunting me.” 4: hubert has ferdinand pinned to a wall, one gloved hand covering ferdinand’s mouth; his eyes are hidden. ferdinand looks frozen with shock. 5: byleth, eyes closed as if in slumber; green lines in the shape of a pair of lungs are superimposed overtop. the text reads “there’s a ghost in my lungs and it sighs in my sleep.”]
hawberries
