they/them

closed Lucina RP blog. part of fireemblem-rp. icon by phrenotobe. 

[changeismybesthope]

(uh, hi. i’m going to be dropping out of ferp, for reasons i don’t really want to talk about. if you want, you can hit me up on my personal or ask for my skype/discord!)

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🍁 "C'mon. Royals don't get to jump in leaf piles often, huh?"

Lucina shook their head, giving Xane a long look.

“Well...I suppose it couldn’t hurt.” They smiled and followed xem towards the leaves.

[princessmacedon]

🍷 hot cocoa for the smol!!

“Lucina!” Maria’s voice was exuberant as she called out the royal’s– her friend’s– name, and the only thing that kept her from barreling into them with the hug of their life was the cup they held in their hands. The little princess practically hops over to them, all bright smiles and sparkling eyes. “I’m so glad to see you! What are you doing here?” 

[changeismybesthope]

Lucina smiled back, happy to see Maria enjoying herself so much. They gave her hair a gentle ruffle. “I just figured I should check out the festivities, meet up with my friends...you know. I do hope you’re enjoying yourself?”

[littlewolfofaltea-blog]

@changeismybesthope

“Oh!” Lucina took the mug carefully. “I mean, as long as it’s not too much trouble. Are you enjoying the castle so far?”

“Of couse not!” Marth exclaimed, holding back on the nothing is too much trouble for my descendants. His own mug was still too warm to drink from, so he swirled it around instead, idly. “It’s been fun! I haven’t really done much, yet, but it’s certainly a very lovely castle to walk around at least.”

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Lucina blew gently on their own drink. “I’m glad! I haven’t had a chance to do very much yet, but I’m enjoying myself so far as well! Have you seen the garden yet?”

[restorationprincess-deactivated]

🍷 except it's a PUMPKIN SPICE LATTE

“My favourite,” Eirika said warmly, and hugged Lucina with her free arm. 

“Would you like to go sit somewhere? I haven’t seen you in so long.”

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“Oh! Yes, that sounds wonderful!” Lucina returned the hug. “Are you enjoying the castle so far?”

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🍷 He's carrying two mugs of cocoa; one is offered to Lucina, the other, he keeps. "It's a bit chilly out, isn't it? I thought you might like some, too."

“Oh!” Lucina took the mug carefully. “I mean, as long as it’s not too much trouble. Are you enjoying the castle so far?”

[fireemblem-rp]

FERP Anniversary Meme

Courtyard: The main festival area.

🍷 - give someone a cup of mulled wine or cocoa 🍎 - give somebody a snack (specify) ☄️ - give somebody a firework to light. 🍏 - play a trick on somebody. (specify) ✨ - watch the fireworks together. 🔫 - Use your skills to shoot targets and win a prize - or miss and cause problems.

Garden: The quiet retreat.

🐸 - hand somebody a frog. Perhaps it has something meaningful to say? Perhaps it wants a kiss? 🐰 - you see a rabbit in a hurry - Grab a friend and follow him!! 🌿 - You and another person are stuck in the hedge maze. 🍁 - enjoy the Liminal Castle’s carefully maintained leaf piles. 😘  - Invite somebody to a quiet corner where you won’t be found~. 🏃 - steal something. Food? Clothing? A kiss? (specify)

Ballroom: The Party Room. 

💃 - Invite somebody to dance 💜 - Invite somebody to slow dance 🐣 - Invite somebody to do the chicken dance. 🚑 - Invite someone to make a fool of themselves with you on the dance floor. 👠 - Challenge someone to a dance-off. Your status as a mover and shaker is on the line. 😓 - My muse finds yours on the balcony while trying to get some air.

The Dungeon: Win the crown if you succeed. 

🍄 - ask somebody you’ve never met about what is going on. 🎃 - fight the scarecrow armies 🔍 - You are now smaller or bigger than before! (specify) 🚀 - The teleportation squares from FE15 take you somewhere else! (specify) 😵 - You have been temporarily blinded by Fog Of War. You can’t see a goddamn thing, my dude. My muse has to help you out. ☠️ - You find a monster. It’s very big. 👑  - Emperor’s Orders: You have one command. Will you use it to have someone win you a prize? Bring you a drink? Carry you on their shoulders?

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"Where's the nearest healer? I'm afraid I've just scraped my knee falling head over heels for you!" Winks!

Lucina blushed. “Inigo, that’s...sweet.” Even if he did say it to everybody. “If you really do need it, though, I do have a vulnerary...”

[homiki]

you deserved more than one sword and a world of troubles

[decidueyes]

[sapphiresovereign]

Dust to Dust || Lucina & Chrom

[changeismybesthope]

sapphiresovereign:

They lunged at him, instinct said that would be the end and he tensed.

But Falchion was no longer at his throat. And the one he had been sent to kill was defenselessly sobbing against him.

This could be his moment of redemption… silence his target in but the briefest moment. The quickest movement.

But it would not answer his questions.

A cold soldier, unquestionably loyal to his Liege. But that Liege would never tell him why this target had all but given up before him. If it were so easy to eliminate them… then it could wait, he tried to justify.

They held him, and though he did not understand the gesture, the psychosomatic reaction was to mirror it. And slowly he encircled them in his arms. “Ｌｕｃｉｎａ…” He said the strange word again. “Ｔｈａｔ ｉｓ ｙｏｕｒ ｎａｍｅ, ｉｓ ｉｔ ｎｏｔ…？”

Suddenly, a realization, a memory, hit him so hard, it would have knocked the metaphorical breath out of him if he had any to begin with. His grip around them tightened. He now understood what ‘Father’ meant to Lucina. What ‘child’ meant to him.

“Ｉ… ｇａｖｅ ｙｏｕ ｔｈａｔ ｎａｍｅ…“

Lucina nodded, then buried their face in their father’s shoulder, unable to speak through their sobs. His arms were around them, but where was Lucina supposed to go from here? He may have recognized them as his child, but that didn’t mean he would be willing to abandon Grima and fight against him, did it? What if he remembered his mission and suddenly ran Lucina through with his blade?

And what if there wasn’t even time for that? What if Grima showed up and killed both of them on the spot?

Lucina supposed they should just enjoy their last hug with their father while it lasted, but their mind was racing too much.

They took a deep, shuddering breath. “I’m sorry, Father. I’m sorry. This is all my fault! I’m the reason you died. I’m the reason you’re like this.” The sobs continued.

[changeismybesthope]

Maria bounds out of seemingly nowhere, her steps light and just slightly uneven. There is a slight flush to her cheeks as she holds out a small pink box, a single silver ribbon wrapped around it, meeting at the corner in a delicate bow. Inside is a collection of flower shaped chocolates. "E-excuse me...!" She stutters a bit, her gaze directed towards the ground. "I... I overheard that it was your birthday, and, ah, you're... really... cool..." Her words seem fade away into nothing.

Lucina smiled at the shy-looking girl, feeling a sudden surge of protectiveness. She looked a bit like Michalis, but happier. And much smaller. They weren’t sure how she knew it was their birthday, but they figured that being royalty made these things common knowledge.

“Well, thank you!” they said, taking the box. “I think you’re really cool too! What’s your name? Are you from Ylisse?”

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princessmacedon:

Maria giggled as she was set down, her hands instinctively moving to settle her bangs back into place. It had been a long time since someone else had lifted her up into the air, and the view from up high had been just a little bit closer than she remembered… but it was still just as fun as she remembered.

“You’ve met him?” The little princess blinked up at Lucina, wide eyed in awe. If they’d met both her and Marth… Then they sure did have a strange way of running into long dead royalty. It made sense, on second thought, given how they’d been more preoccupied with making sure Maria was okay with the time traveling rather than the time traveler herself. 

“Hmm…” She lifted her chin slightly and looked off to the side pensively, arms folded over her chest like she’d seen her siblings do so many times before (it did little to hide the blush that crept up her cheeks, but she did her best to ignore it). Something in her felt conflicted about what Lucina had just told her– confused, uncomprehending– but she pushed it to the side. “But if you needed those things, weren’t you doing something very important?” People didn’t disguise themselves for just anything, after all. 

“I never talked to Prince Marth very much, but he’s one of those people that you can just tell is kind.” Or that was the impression she’d gotten, anyways, leaving Castle Deil for the first time in years in the company of a dashing prince. “If that’s over now, don’t you think he’d be much prouder of you for learning to be strong? Or even happy that he could help you get there?” She reached out at that, her fingertips lightly latching on to the fabric of their sleeve. How was she supposed to be angry now when Lucina had gone and said something so sweet? Mixed though her feelings were, it was no reason to spurn a new friend. “…Please don’t go.”

Lucina shook their head, letting their hair fall in front of their face. “He was kind. Unbelievably so. I guess I just still can’t quite believe it. That he’s not angry with me. Just…don’t even listen to me. I must sound like a complete fool right now.”

They looked down as they felt a tug on their sleeve, staring into Maria’s wide eyes. This was the last thing they had wanted. They bent slightly to reach her level and gave her hair a gentle ruffle.

“I’m not going anywhere, Maria. I only said that I could if you wanted me to. To be honest, I’m surprised you don’t want me to leave. But I wouldn’t do anything to make you unhappy.” They opened their arms to give her a hug.

[theoretical-tactician]

I’ve done it…the perfect space edit….

[the-true-khiing]

Can I get this with space also in the background?

[theoretical-tactician]

As you wish. Full sized image is available for use here.

[sapphiresovereign]

Dust to Dust || Lucina & Chrom

[sapphiresovereign]

changeismybesthope:

Lucina lunged forward as Chrom faltered, pressing Falchion’s blade against his throat but refusing to do anything that might draw blood. Their eyes were wild, and they were breathing heavily, but they still had enough air to speak.

“Yes, you’re my father. Or you were. I don’t really know anymore. But I’m your child, and so many people love you. Me, and Robin, and Henry, and everyone in Ylisse.”

“I know that I have an army counting on me, and I know I can’t give up. I know it’s foolish to think I can change anything just by talking. I don’t know how much of you is in there. Probably at least some. But I…” They noticed that tears had become to stream from their eyes. “…I can’t hurt you. I just can’t.”

Falchion at his throat, he was now doubly at shame. Not only had his loyalty wavered, but he was the subject of mercy. Pity. Death was too kind, but they refused to give it, staring him down with wild eyes.

He stared back with as much, but all he could do was listen.

Autonomy was one thing he had not been stripped of in this rebirth. Memories, emotions, yes. But not his ability to think or question. That now having been his undoing, he would continue to wonder while at the end of Falchion’s blade. If he must die, if he must be at shame, he would still want the answers.

But still, what they spoke was so… bewildering, and with each word, something prickled in his chest. An unknown heat rising within…?

Father… Child…

Ylisse…

Robin…

He was clearly not injured, but his chest was aflame with… something…!? An unknown force rapping against it. His brows knitted and clawed fingers came to scratch against his breastplate. What was this sensation and why would it not cease?!

He saw a tear stream from their face, and a quiet choked sob escaped. Then, for the briefest of moments, but real enough to touch, there was a flash in his mind of a baby crying in much the same way. Short locks and long eyelashes of blue.

His claws itched to… wipe the tears from Lucina’s face. His crimson irises stared for a long moment before a word he did not understand began to form on his tongue.

Each of the three syllables were elongated in a careful and curious voice.

“Ｌｕ… ｃｉ… ｎａ…”

[changeismybesthope]

Lucina just kept standing in the same position, breathing heavily, as their eyes leaked. If this worked, it would solve everything. But if it didn’t, one of them would have to die. Maybe both, if things ended up working out that way.

He looked like Lucina’s words were affecting him. Somehow. But how was Lucina to know what he was thinking? He could be renewing his resolve to kill them, for all they knew.

Through their tears, they saw him stare at them.

And open his mouth.

And say something. Their name.

That was probably the surest sign they’d ever get that it had worked.

They let out a strangled sob and lurched forward to hug their father, knowing full well that it could mean their death but no longer caring at this point. He was in there. He was in there.

“Oh, Father...”

[servantofmila-blog]

changeismybesthope:

Lucina stood there awkwardly for a minute. They hoped they hadn’t given the stranger too much of a scare. Since they hadn’t seen anyone they recognized yet, they had figured that a cleric would at least not be likely to try and fight them.

“That’s very kind of you!” they said, sitting down beside them. “Forgive me if I startled you, my lady. I can assure you that I mean you no harm. I’d be fine on my own, but…I will admit I am starting to get a bit tired.”

Silque shook her head at this mysterious strange. While she was on-guard, she was not worried. Lucina did not approach her in a threatening manner. If they were going to attack, Silque thought she could hold her own. But it was better she did not need to try it.

“It is no problem. I am happy to share my fire with you. I have some food and water as well if you are in need of it. I am happy to share what I can.” Silque didn’t mind at all. If they needed something, it was right to help them. “I am Silque. May I ask your name?”

[changeismybesthope]

Lucina shifted awkwardly. “As long as I’m not being too much of a burden on you. I really should have planned for this. Brought more supplies with me. But I suppose it’s too late to worry about that now. I apologize.”

They knew they were being foolish. Silque clearly didn’t mind.

Oh. This was the hard part. How were they supposed to introduce themself? Calling themself Lucina could be dangerous here, but for some reason, they felt like they shouldn’t introduce themself as Marth either.

“Uh...you can call me Luce,” they said, blushing awkwardly.

That felt...good. It didn’t feel exactly like a woman’s name or like a man’s name. They’d have to use that more often.

“So, judging by the way you’re dressed, are you a cleric? Where are you from?”

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I rather do like Morgan/Lucina!

YES ME TOO...it’s probably my second favorite Lucina ship, no matter what Morgan’s gender is. Although F!Morgan is Lucina’s sister in FERP so...that gets weird.

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Lucina/love and support from family

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