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ironbout‌:

There’s a brief chuckle && Caspar gave Ingrid a knowing look. She seemed uneasy, struggling to breathe && control her anxiety. He could see that, but maybe he could help combat it atleast. He had his own demons to fight. His own clothes were stained a color to match Ingrid’s, cap torn && tattered in a few places as well as parts of his armor were cracked. He took a lot of hits in that last battle, maybe too many.

Struggling to take the next breath, the pain of his broken rib finally set in as Caspar’s adrenaline from the fight started to finally fade.

“ Could be better but you know I’ve been through worse just fighting guards. C’mon you look like someone’s going to burst through that door and attack us. Try to relax. We’re back at the monastery now so I don’t really think anyone’s gonna hurt us. “

He paused as his lips cracked into a slight smile.

“ Except maybe Felix. “

HIS WORDS MANAGE TO GET A chuckle out of her, she knew that they were safe there... or at least she assumed that they were. If she was being honest though -- she WAS acting as if someone was going to burst through the door and attack them at any moment. It was getting harder and harder for her to let herself relax after a battle. They weren’t in their academy days anymore, these battles weren’t just ones that were to hone their skills, they were for real. She’d killed and watched others get killed, her hands were tainted. These were all things that she had expected when she had decided to become a knight... things that she KNEW she would have to see. But to be forced to fight those that were once called classmates ?? It was difficult for her to look at them as if they were strangers.

“ It looks like you might need the infirmary even more than I do... ” She would first say, her wounds were BAD but his looked much WORSE. “ Though, you probably are right... about it being safe here. I just... don’t want to risk it, I don’t want to lose anybody else. ”

#{ i love this too .... }#♞ ( verse 02 ) ; post timeskip.#ironbout

💘

#♞ ( ooc ) ; esketit gamers.#{ i still have some stuff to get to buuut.... }

regancrested‌:

a yawn escapes his lips as he moves away from the desk. it was already starting to get late but now that he finished the book he borrowed he ought to return it to the original owner. leaving the comforts of his own room he walks through the hallways if he remembers correctly her room should be there. standing in front of the closed-door he knocks once, surely she must still be awake. - @crestofdaphnel / college starter call.

INGRID HAD SPENT THE WHOLE DAY cooped up in her room studying. Ingrid was currently going through a textbook and bookmarking all the important bits from the last chapters, a small pile of textbooks sat neatly on her desk that had ALREADY been marked. She had just finished the book she was working on when she heard the knock on the door. Glancing at the clock, she wonders who it could be at this hour.

“ I’m coming !! ”

She calls out, standing and stretching from her seat before opening her door. For a moment she is surprised to see Claude, but then she notices the book in hand.

“ Were you able to find what you needed in there ?? ”

#{ thank you for the starter ! }#{ hope this reply works !! }#♞ ( verse 06 ) ; college au.#regancrested

m3rcie‌:

“I look forward to that! Everyone will be delighted to join us, I’m sure…How could they pass up free celebratory food, right?”

With a light giggle, Mercedes would nod. She knew well how much pressure Ingrid had on herself….So she was always doing her best to try and ligthten that - oh Mercie, too kind for her own good…How can she lighten what the other has put on herself?

“Good luck once more, Ingrid…I’ll be rooting for you!”

“ Thank you Mercedes... I must be going now so we can talk more after my match. ”

WORDS WERE SAID WITH A CONFIDENT SMILE and a wave before she left the other to go to her match. It went well, better than expected truthfully. Though that’s not to say that she didn’t come out of it perfectly unscathed. Ingrid had a few bruises and cuts -- nothing that would cause her any alarm. She had managed to win her match and that was what mattered most to her. Wiping her brow she would approach the other girl, eager to chat once more.

#{ i did a wee bit of a timeskip - i hope you don't mind! }#♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.#m3rcie

CONT. || @ironbout

SHE WAS BEATEN AND BLOODY, the last battle had left more than just a mark on her -- her clothing reeked of blood, her fingers stained red. Ingrid couldn’t tell between what was hers and what was the enemies, not that it really mattered now. They had managed to drive them off... that was what was most important. Her wounds weren’t as bad, not compared to some of the others. Besides, what kind of knight would she be if she couldn’t even walk off injuries such as these ?? With a heavy sigh she looks towards Caspar, her dulled lance sat next to her, fingers gently grasping it -- out of habit, more than anything. She gives a roll of the shoulders as he asks his question before responding.

“ I’ve been through worse -- it hurts for the moment but I’m sure that I’ll be all right. What about you ?? ”

#♞ ( verse 02 ) ; post timeskip.#ironbout #blood //

"Pfft, please, Ingrid, you're making me blush. I'm just here to make myself feel happy. If you join me for this song, I'd be more than pleased!" Dorothea winked at the other as she took off her hat to put it down next to her. Once she saw that the other sat down, the songstress smiled and began her song. "Ooooh~ Open me, let me come in your great love stands in moonlight out. this night is cold, please open the door tomorrow it will be too late~" ( FAUN - Diese kalte Nacht / ENG. )

INGRID WAS NOT MUCH OF A SONGSTRESS, she could hold a tune… but that was about it. It was a treat on it’s own just to get to have her own private performance from Dorothea, but would it really be alright for her to sing along, too ?? She doubted that the other would chastise her for her singing voice ( or lack thereof, ) they were just out here singing in good fun.

And if it would make her happy if she were to join… well, maybe she could. Ingrid would smile as she put her hat down and readied herself to sing. Gaze would be fixated on the other, she may not have ever heard the song before but she even found herself trying to hum along…

“ It’s always a delight getting to hear you sing, Dorothea. ”

#{ okay so i listened to that song ... it slaps highkey. }#{ i hope this response is alright ! }#scngstcss #♞ ( answered. )#♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.

knightlyxarcher‌:

“Oh no, it’s quite alright. You don’t need to bother yourself with that. As much as Sylvain’s antics can be quite…distracting, I know our class certainly wouldn’t be the same without him.” Ashe assures, not wanting to add another load to Ingrid’s full plate.

“Honestly, I just hope you take some personal time for yourself. You deserve it after all, and it makes me happy knowing you enjoy these tales as much as myself. I’m sure we’ll both achieve our dreams, no matter how far off in the future it seems. as long as we both work hard at it. But that doesn’t mean we can’t make time for ourselves. So, if you ever need someone to help you with training or even just having some help with stable duty, know I’m not far and always willing to lend a hand. ”

NO MATTER HOW AGGRAVATING SYLVAIN could be at times, or how many times she would have to clean up after his messes, Ingrid would have to agree. She couldn’t imagine him not being in the same class as her -- after all she HAD known him since she was a young girl. But THAT doesn’t make him getting the other classmates involved in his antics any less bothersome.

“ Are you sure ?? I’m used to talking to him about these sorts of things. ”

She would respond, it really was no bother to her if something else was added onto her already full plate. Ingrid would then go quiet as Ashe talked about how she deserved some time to herself, and how they both would achieve their dreams. Would she ever truly be able to achieve her dream though ?? As someone born with a crest, it was her responsibility to bring wealth and prosperity to her family.

Not that she would bring up such a thing now, of course.

“ I hope we can both achieve our dreams too, Ashe. I’ll try to take a bit more time to myself, and if I ever need a hand I’ll make sure to come find you, but I don’t want you taking on too much either. ”

#♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.#knightlyxarcher

here’s the link to my college au verse info for ingrid.

#♞ ( ooc ) ; esketit gamers.#♞ ( verse 06 ) ; college au.

the-composer‌:

❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”

#♞ ( memes. )

"Ingrid, it seems you are still training. Is this because you did not win a spar yesterday?" He had a sneaking suspicion but he also did not wish to dig any deeper then that.

OF COURSE THAT WAS THE REASON, her inability to win just meant that she needed to train even harder than before. While a king-to-be was still supposed to be strong, as his KNIGHT she needed to be strong, too. She needed to be well versed in every form of combat – not just what she was most used to. Even if it meant spending all of her free time training.

“ It is, I need to hone my land combat skills. ”

#faerghusheir #♞ ( answered. )#♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.

i’ll prolly get to the modern / college au eventually. maybe later today ??

#♞ ( ooc ) ; esketit gamers.

"YO GUYS!! WHAT'S UP!! I TOLD THEM EMPIRE TO *hip thrusts* fUCK IT AND I'M HERE NOW LETS GET THIS MOTHERFUCKIN BREAD !!!!!! WOOOOOO!"

“ Caspar are you…. okay ?? ”

Did he hit his head a little too hard in their last sparring session ??

#{ ashdgfkgk }#ironbout #♞ ( answered. )#♞ ( verse 04 ) ; crack.

crestburned‌:

@crestofdaphnel liked for a starter!!

" ingrid. " byleth’s voice comes out soft, just loud enough to catch the attention of the studying student. he’s been told in no uncertain terms that his near silent approaches has a tendency to scare the students. been advised to try to make at least some noise lest they start and injure themselves. or him. he likes to think he’d be able to get out of the way, but last week caspar nearly clipped him.

he sets the plate down on the table in front of her with a soft clink. technically, they’re not supposed to have food outside the dining hall, but he worries. he worries about his students and he worries that they don’t realize just how much he worries about them.

« i didn’t see you in the dining hall. you should make sure you eat something. »

HER NOSE WAS DEEP in a book when she heard her professor call out to her. Ingrid had been in the library for... well she had actually lost track of time of how long she’d been there. The whole day had been spent studying and researching for her next exam -- it was crucial that she passed her first try. Even if it meant studying long hours...

“ Professor, good evening. ”

Ingrid wouldn’t have even noticed him had he not said something. She glances at the professor and then to the plate that now sat in front of her -- had she missed dinner ?? Her stomach begins to grumble at the thought, had he not brought her something she may not have eaten dinner at all. It was nice to have a professor that cared enough about his students to bring them food...

“ I must have lost track of time studying... thank you for bringing me this delicious meal. I don’t think I would have had dinner otherwise. ”

#{ it was lovely thank you! }#{ i hope my reply is okay !! }#♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.#crestburned

faerghusheir‌:

@crestofdaphnel

It was one battle after another, more faces to fill his never ending nightmares. It was all too much, yet at the same time it was never enough. The lance was covered in the blood of his enemies, hos arms felt heavy from fighting for so long, and his throat in pain from all the screaming. Though, it must be done, for the peace of Fodlan, the boar prince must suffer through it all to ensure that they came up on top.

Once they had returned to their base of operations, Dimitri walked over to his room almost immediately. He was happy for their victory, and did promise to join them all to celebrate it before night’s end. Though he needed some space, he needed a place to breathe. Sitting on the foot of his bed, he stared at his trembling hands. Why was he shaking? Did he regret killing them? Was he just tired? He never knew the answer to his questions, and was always scared of looking deeper.

Though, when he heard the small knock at his chamber’s door, he flinched being brought back into reality. “Ah…come in.”

WAS IT REALLY A CELEBRATION without their king ?? He had said that he would come and join in on the festivities -- but that was hours ago. It didn’t feel right for everyone to celebrate when the man of the hour wasn’t even there to join in with them. Leaving the dining hall was easy, everyone had been preoccupied with partying or food, she was able to make a swift escape without anyone really asking about her.

Ingrid had planned on checking up on the soon-to-be king with a plate of food in hand. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen him eat something, was he even eating at all ?? Perhaps in the wee hours of the night when everyone else had already went to their rooms for the night ?? Not that such a thing really mattered now of course. With the plate in one hand she knocks on the door with the other, patiently waiting for a response before opening the door. If he had decided to turn her away she would have simply told him about the plate and went on her way. But thankfully that didn’t end up happening, and she was given permission to enter his room.

“ I brought you a plate of food, I figured you’d be hungry. ”

Are the words she chose to greet him with. Setting the plate on a nearby table she gives him a quick glance over -- almost immediately noticing that he was shaking. A look of worry comes across her features as she steps towards him. While she may have had ideas on what may have caused him to feel that way, making sure he was all right was her top priority.

“ Your Highness... are you all right ?? You’re shaking. ”

#{ reads this. chuckles. this is gonna hurt me }#♞ ( verse 02 ) ; post timeskip.#faerghusheir #♞ ( ship ; faerghusheir ) ; dimitri and ingrid.

❝ you’re with me now. ❞ but hear me out. timeskip

CARING SENTENCE STARTERS || accepting !!

THERE WAS SOMETHING COMFORTING IN hearing those words from him. Five years had gone by and he still just as reliable as she remembered. Ingrid may not have been some type of damsel in distress – but the aid of a close ally was reassuring. She had been injured and while it wasn’t something major, but it was apparent in the way she moved. They would protect each other, it wasn’t just that SHE was with him, but HE was with her, too.

“ We’ll take care of each other then, Caspar. ”

#ironbout #♞ ( answered. )#♞ ( verse 02 ) ; post timeskip.#{ I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR .... }

knightlyxarcher‌:

“Of course. It was no trouble at all Ingrid. I know how much this book means to you, so I thought it’d make a nice gift. Plus you’ve been working extra hard lately. Training more and studying late in the evening. N-Not that I’ve been watching you or anything, I just notice you from time to time when I stay out late at the library” Ashe quickly explains, before he offers a sheepish grin.

“Besides, I know Sylvain has been grating on your nerves lately. Trust me, I know how you feel. I’ve had to stow him away in my room for the last two days. I don’t think I’ll ever understand that guy.”

SHE IS A BIT TAKEN ABACK at his words -- Ingrid had noticed him every now and again training or studying in the library when she was, but she had no idea that he’d noticed how HARD she’d been working. They both had dreams of being a knight, so hearing such praise and kindness from him meant a lot to her.

But still... he didn’t need to go this far...

“ That was very thoughtful of you... thank you I can’t wait to read it again. ”

A grin of her own is given after saying this, but the grin slowly becomes that of a frown as he tells her about Sylvain’s recent... antics. She was used to cleaning up after his messes but to hear that he was getting others involved too ??

“ I’m sorry that he got you involved. I’ll talk to him later about it. ”

#knightlyxarcher #♞ ( verse 01 ) ; pre timeskip.

ironbout‌:

BRAWL. Anyways hi. Chea here. New Caspar RP blog because I’m trying my best and don’t really remember how to write on tumblr so !!!! here we are… we got… caspar… and memes… and verses for all the routes… yaaaaay!

#♞ ( promos & self promos. )#{ i'd die for you.... ily }

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