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“ i can’t — feel my l–leg… ” (HI KAIT, HAVE THIS)

after the damage || accepting

    Cerulean hues are alight in concern even before Ike speaks. She can tell by his gait, by the twisting of his leg that it’s broken. It takes everything within her not to run up to her boy and scoop him up in his arms – she needs to stay calm, this she knows. Letting her emotions take over likely would only upset him further, and she seeks to keep him as level-headed as possible.

    ❝ Shh, shh,❞ she attempts to soothe him. Best to have him somewhat relaxed before she began to heal; mending broken bones and setting them oft proved to be even more painful than the initial break. ❝ Mother is here; everything will be all right.❞ Though there is a soft smile that pulls at the corners of her lips, she is still worried.  

    ❝ How did this happen?❞ Elena asks, staff in hand as she begins to start healing his injury. ❝ Is it from climbing with the village children? You know that they are more suiting to climbing than beorc, yet that does not stop you from trying to keep to their pace. 

    All I ask is that you try to be more careful. There might come a day when I will not be here to heal you and your sister.❞

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✵┊ TITANIA ;;

Continued from Here || @amorusaeternum

“You don’t want my hair, Elena. It takes hours to get it battle-ready, it’s incredibly unruly out of these braids.” Titania said in slight amusement as she worked on her friend’s hair, marveling at how much easier it was to replicate her style on someone else - or perhaps it was just because it was smoother. 

“I don’t think you need to worry about your husband liking it or not.” She let out a small laugh, shaking her head. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you. You could damned well shave it off and he’d start complimenting your bare scalp, the man is utterly lost in you.”

It was only the smallest twinge of jealousy that ever passed through her talking about Greil’s affection for her friend, and it never lasted long. Why shouldn’t the two of them be happy? Far be it for her own feelings to get in the way. 

“Trust me. You will look fine.”

    ❝ Unruly or no, it is still quite beautiful, my friend. Is it wrong to say that I am the slightest bit jealous? The colour, the texture, the length...❞ Elena lets her sentence hang. She could go on and on about Titania’s features, but she thinks it best to leave it at that. She won’t lie and say that her own locks are difficult to manage, for such couldn’t be further from the truth. 

    ❝ ...Are you certain? I have always kept my hair like this, and I am unsure that anything different would suit me,❞ she murmurs. It isn’t that she does not trust Titania; she knows her friend only has the best intentions. At her words, Elena cannot help but to laugh -- she’s right, and the priestess knows it. ❝ Perhaps so. Goddess knows that having less hair would be much easier to deal with, especially with how active Ike already is.❞

    Elena knows that Titania holds affection for Greil -- only a fool wouldn’t catch on. She wholeheartedly trusts the both of them, though, so it doesn’t bother her in the slightest. 

    ❝ If you think so, then by all means, please continue.❞

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@radiantxhero replied to your post “@radiantxhero replied to your post “Elena loves her babies, thanks...”

IT'S A GOOD FAM OKAY

it is.......the best fam,

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@radiantxhero replied to your post “Elena loves her babies, thanks for coming to my ted talk”

HER BABS LOVE HER BACK

SHE LOV HER FAM!!!!!!

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Elena loves her babies,

thanks for coming to my ted talk

[fireemblemtcg]

fecipher twitter, 13-3-2018: “Elena: Keeper of the Medallion” and “Greil: Unending Night of Grief”

[Card Showcase] Greil and Elena were forced to leave their homeland behind them, to keep the medallion from those who would use it to revive the dark god, and to safeguard a song crucial to such a revival. While in hiding from those who would pursue them, they had children and whiled away many a happy day raising them together. Until the day came that the tragedy of their departure returned to haunt them… (Illust. Akira Fujikawa)

Card stats/skills:

B12-008HN Elena: Keeper of the Medallion Bishop/Cost3(2) Green/Female/Tome 50ATK/20SUPP/1-2RNG

“You have my word. I will find Altina and bring her your song… and this medallion.”

Soul-Soothing Singing [ACT] [TAP] Choose 1 other <Green> ally. Until the end of your opponent’s next turn, that ally cannot be destroyed as the cost or effect of a skill.

Beloved Husband [ALWAYS] Allied “Greil” gains +10 attack.

Illust. Akira Fujikawa

B12-006R Greil: Unending Night of Grief Hero/Cost4(3) Green/Male/Sword 80ATK/0SUPP/1RNG

“ ‘Greil touched the medallion only once, and it drove him to complete madness.’ ”

Tempestuous Edge [TRIGGER] When this unit attacks your opponent’s lord, choose up to 2 non-lord enemies, and destroy them.

Sinister Impulse [TRIGGER] At the end of your turn, choose 1 other ally, and destroy this unit and that ally.

Illust. Akira Fujikawa

More Fire Emblem Cipher Series 12 translations!

[melamemea]

after the damage .

a sentence collection for the warriors , those who fight and those who destroy .

“ i… i did this —”

“ i did this !?”

“ n—no , it — it wasn’t supposed to be this way! ”

“ ( name ) !!! ”

“ t—that’s… the smile… i was hoping to see… ”

“ thank you… for everything… ”

“ they are dead, don’t you get it !? you killed them! ”

“ they are all dead because of you! ”

“ don’t you dare run away !”

“ (name) … ? ”

“ i—is he/she/they…? ”

“ o—oh god, oh god w—we gotta — get you somewhere— ”

“ g—get me ou—out of here… ”

“ i can’t — feel my l–leg… ”

“ you fought well… ”

“ you did what you could. ”

“ there was no way around this. ”

“ if i had… only come sooner, then m—maybe… ”

“ they are trapped because of you! ”

“ who sent you!? ”

“ who asked for your help!? ”

“ if you had come sooner then maybe — maybe they’d be alive! ”

“ it’s — it’s all your fault. ”

“ i want—ed to do… more… “

“ no — no, please — please don’t talk… rest… ”

“ p—please ! ( name ) hang on! ”

“ don’t you DARE slip away from me now! ”

“ come on, come o—on — please!! please!! ”

“ for the lo—ve of god, (name) ! ”

“ (name) it’s… useless… “

“ h—hey… c—can y—you hear me???”

“ shhh , i’ve got you… i’ve got you… ”

“ don’t let go. ”

“ i wish… i got to see him/her/them o—one more… time… ”

“ did i… s—sav… save him/her/them… ? ”

“ hey n—now… wh—why are you crying… ? ”

“ th…ank you f… for believing in me, (name)… ”

“ this is… all… i could e—ever ask for… ”

“ i did… what i had to do… ”

“ ke—ep living on… f–for me…? ”

“ goodbye, (name)…”

“ (name), i — ”

[songofserenes]

⭐️ Lillia & Elena! u can do as many as ur sweet lil heart desires if u wanna do more than one~!

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.

At first, Lillia flinched every time Elena got close to her. It was not easy to earn any kind of trust from the heron princess. But when Elena tried singing a lullaby to coax her to sleep, Lillia began to grow more comfortable around the then priestess.

Neither of them could understand one another, but over the couple of years they knew each other, they did manage to exchange some language and learn some small phrases and ‘baby talk’ sort of words. Lillia learned these words in common, and Elena learned them in Ancient. The words they used to communicate the most were: food, water, sleep, hurt, bad, good, hide, leave, help, and wash/groom. 

Elena knew nothing of sied magic before she met Lillia. She was never told explicitly what it was or what was happening to make the heron so ill and feeble. But she began to catch on when Lillia would wretch when she was shouted at and angry Daeinian soldiers were nearby. She caught on even more Lillia seemed to gain a bit more color in her eyes whenever Elena told her stories or tried to sing, and spread a bit of calm.

Lillia never actually understood what was happening when Elena ran away with Gawain. Elena had told her that she had to ‘leave’ but up until that day, ‘leave’ only meant for the night.

When Elena did not come back for about a week, Lillia’s descent into isolated madness began. At that point, she was alone, with no one to help her or protect her from the torture. That was when she started writing on the walls.

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“I’ll be here to protect you.” [fluff...? angst? fangst?]

come love on mom || accepting

    Ike stands in front of her, sword drawn at the enemy. While Elena isn’t quite suited for battle, she’s more than capable of handling herself…though when face-to-face with an enemy soldier, her son is always quick to step in and protect his mother. She thinks it should be the other way around, that she should be the one protecting him, but she’s never given the chance.

    He speaks, and she can hear his father echoing in his voice, a reminder that he is surely his father’s son.

    Elena… I’ll bring a quick end to this conflict, and then we can… I’ll be here to protect you.

                                                  Those words. 

    She steadies herself with the staff she holds as her knees threaten to buckle beneath her. There’s a sharp intake of air. Were it not for Ike having her colouring, he would be a spitting image of his father, and she likely would have mistook the man standing before her as the ghost of her husband. The stance, how he holds his sword, the pure determination in his voice.

    Elena can only nod, for her voice refuses to work. She is still stunned, shocked – so she is thankful that he’s here to protect her. 

    Gawain would be proud of his boy.

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“You are my new pillow.” - Mist

come love on mom || accepting

    Deft digits comb through brunette locks, and there’s a slight smile that curls at the corners of Elena’s lips. It’s the quiet moments like these that she cherishes most. She gets to spend time with her child, she gets to show her child just how much she is loved.

    Mist is a kind, gentle soul; she sees so much of herself in her daughter. But Gawain is there, too. Stubborn as he, if not even more so at times. 

    ❝ You are my new pillow,❞ Mist says.

    Elena can see the little grin that sets Mist’s features alight, and she cannot help but to let out a laugh. ❝ Am I? If that is indeed the case, then I am certainly not complaining. If it means that I have the chance to brush back your hair and tell you I love you, I do not mind to be your ‘new pillow’, darling.❞ Leaning her head down, a soft kiss is placed upon her daughter’s brow.

    ❝ I love you so very much, my sweet girl. Always.❞

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GAWAIN ;;

@amorusaeternum II continued from here

It evokes a smile to hear her call him by his proper name. Due to caution, he’d taken on a false alias after fleeing Daein; now people referred to him as Greil, to the demise of his real name, Gawain. Elena was among the fortunate few who knew him truly. He loved her – and he was willing to do anything, be it menial chores or otherwise, for her. 

Currently, he was sweeping the floors. Broom in hand, he turns and gives her a silly little bow. He can’t help but feel happy in her presence; Elena had that power to spread happiness with her radiant smile.

“Just sit tight, Elena. I’ll prove to you yet that I’m as good at my chores as I am with my blade.”

“What sort of husband would I be if I couldn’t manage as much? You’ve worked hard enough. I’m just taking over your shift for now.”

    Although he has taken a different guise since they fled, Elena still calls him by the name she knows him by -- if only when alone. It takes careful thought not to slip and reveal his true name when they are around others, though she finds herself growing better at it. She knows that when their child is born, she will then have to use his alias for the safety of their family.

    Elena giggles at his bow, raising a dainty hand to cover her mouth as the melodic sound bubbles forth. Every moment spent with him is enough to make her smile; enough to make her the happiest she’s ever been.

    ❝ I have worked hard enough? I have hardly done anything but lie around for most of the day, thanks to you. You certainly know how to spoil me.❞

    ❝ I do appreciate you doing this, though, Gawain. I admit it has been nice to stay off my feet, as they have been aching lately.❞

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💭 greil & elena? :o

Penny for your thoughts II Accepting

It’s a sunny day, and to pass the time, Greil is engaged in a mock sparring session with his young son, Ike. The little tyke was certainly determined to prove himself. They sparred with wooden swords, with Ike’s being a smaller duplicate of his own. There wasn’t much challenge in parrying his predictable childish strikes, and, as they continued their little game – dodging and blocking – Greil found his thoughts turning to his wife. She’s watching them go, and he meets her eyes with his own smile.

Why are you so perfect, Elena? You look like the very visage of peace. Even the way your hair sways is so beautiful. I wish you’d start singing right about now. It’s always so nice to hear. 

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the most blessed™ icon that i now have,

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radiantwill:

TO BE FAIR MOTHER IT FEELS LIKE HALF OF ME IS DEAD BECAUSE OF THAT TOO - … 

sure beats being actually dead by your husband’s own hand......

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@radiantwill

G R O U N D E D .

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How did you and Gawain meet?

    ❝ Gawain and I? It is not that grand of a story, really. But if you are so curious, I shall indulge you.

    I had recently started my work at Palmeni Temple. I was unfamiliar with the area, but we were running low on supplies and provisions, so I had decided to go into the nearest town to gather some for everyone. I was wandering helplessly around the marketplace, hardly minding where I was going. Out of nowhere, I ran headfirst into someone. I was incredibly embarrassed for being so careless, but when I looked up to apologise, Gawain was looking at me with the exact same look of bewilderment. He helped me to find what I was looking for, and even assisted me in bringing it back to the temple.

    Not long after, he…would often come to see me. We became romantically involved, and eventually we ran off together to marry. 

    Does that appropriately answer your question?❞

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“But I want to hear you sing.”

come love on mom || accepting

    ❝ I promised that I would once you were ready to be tucked in for bed. Have you said goodnight to Mist and your father?❞ Elena waits for the eager nod from her son that follows her query, and it is then that the child is taken into her arms and brought into his room. 

    ❝ Which song would you like to hear? Do you have a specific one in mind?❞ But she already knows that he wants to hear the lullaby she so often sings to both of her children; the one she learned from the imprisoned heron princess so many years ago.