antistita
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antistita
Logs onto this account after forever because mama Robin account sighted.
Send me three characters and I will answer which one I would Fuck Marry or Kill
{🌸}–; “It’s pretty simple, really! You just stack a bunch of swords until they fall over. Want to try it with me?”
“I’m willing to supervise to make sure you don’t cut yourself but I’m not dealing with Cordelia’s wrath if anything gets broken.”
{🌸}–; “Sword stackers!”
“Repeating that isn’t going to help - what is sword stackers?”
{🌸}–; “Of course, Father! I’m only playing sword stackers!
“Sword....What?”
{🌸}–; She totally hasn’t pinched Falchion. Nope.
“You realize you can’t use that, right?”
“Since when does Nah have her own church?”
“Happy birthday you reckless, tactician-worrying lord. Looks like you’ve somehow survived another year despite all the heart attacks you give me.”
"Oh gods no." Apparently Robin doesn't approve of a human levin sword.
“Oh gods yes.” Levi doesn’t need silly things like your approval.
“Sword form now. Do you have any idea how hard it is to come up with strategies with you as a human?”
( ✿ ) ~ “Though, I don’t think Nowi, Nah or Tiki would let me borrow one of their dragonstones if I asked.”
“I think there may be one or two towns where we can buy them? There’s no way I’m letting this chance slip by if we end up passing through one of those locations.”
( ✿ ) ~ “If I used a power dragonstone, is there any chance of me turning into a dragon ‘cause of my blood, or no—.”
“I’ve never tried that myself. I’m liking the strategic possibilites that would open if it worked.”
Memories were a really interesting thing, since sometimes they could make up a memory to fill in what you had thought had happened, or it changed as the years go by, making it more difficult to really know if what occurred had actually happened. Those moments of fogginess where you thought it happened this way only for someone else to say it went a different direction. With all this timeline business, Inigo wondered if some changes to how this world would turn out (other than the obvious, considering what they were trying to fight and win against), mostly how his and his friends’ younger selves would be like. Other selves. Whatever.
What Inigo had always thought is that the timeline would now change with their interference, though with someone he never knew calling Robin her brother, the mercenary had to wonder if something changed to make this happen because he’s never known Robin even had any siblings especially one so caring.
“Well don’t ask me, I wouldn’t know anything about your family,” Inigo pointed out, not about to put himself in the middle and ruin a sibling reunion even with how confusing it is. His father did have the tendency to recruit whoever talked to him when he went up to them, but usually some kind of news would break out about it; no one around here is exactly the close-lipped type, and if she had mentioned Robin being her brother, he might have even brought the two directly to each other to talk. Still…
“What was that argument even about?” he asked, since Robin happened to be a little tied up at the moment and considering he wouldn’t recall it anyway. Inigo rather not be the one to be the bearer of bad news, making girls sad isn’t in his list of intentions, but he rather not be ignored though there is the option at laughing at the tactician since he looked so lost right now. “And please explain to use how Robin could have a cute sister.”
Now he just grins instead, since for one thing Robin couldn’t do anything about it and two, Inigo couldn’t stop himself.
Reflet had the distinct feeling she’d gone a little over the top in her performance but given her twin was too overwhelmed to notice and his companion was so dense as to start flirting when he should be suspicious it seemed she could get away with it just this once.
“I’m not-” She didn’t want to come across as too open about her business. “Robin?” Having pulled away away from the embrace by now, Reflet’s expression showed her brother that she was unsure how wise answering the mercenary’s question was, to which Robin just nodded his head as he had absolutely no idea what she was talking about anyway.
“I...” Just how long would it take the Grimleal to get annoyed at having to fake hesitation for such well rehearsed stories? “We had too many close calls in Plegia from run ins with...Actually, who they were isn’t the point. Our mother,” Traitorous bitch. “Was trying to protect us and well...She didn’t make it.” Reflet averted her eyes then, as if she was hurting just recounting the memory. “Robin swore there was no way we wouldn’t get caught by our enemies without her guidance and said that we should try to flee to Ylisse but...I didn’t want to leave our homeland. That’s what the argument was about.”
Reflet’s head turned away from the unfamiliar man, back towards her master’s vessel. “I got too sentimental and stopped thinking logically - you always took to Mother’s tactical lessons better than I did. I should have followed you when you stormed off. I tried to join you as soon as I’d started thinking straight so I waited at South town, since you told me to find you there...You never showed and the only sign that you’d even been there was that a few of the villagers remembered someone with your description g-getting into a fight with bandits s-so oh gods, I-I-” Trembles spread throughout the woman’s body, the grief and fear having apparently overcome her.
“...I’m sorry I made you worry.” As he wiped his sister’s eyes, Robin did his best to remain calm despite the influx of information about his missing memories. “And I’m also sorry to say that you’re probably not going to find from me what you were expecting of your brother. I lost any memories of my life just before entering that meeting place you mentioned.”
An incredulous look took root on Reflet’s features as she looked at Inigo once more. “...He’s joking, right? This is just a way of him punishing me for letting him go alone, right? Robin, please.”
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❝Father! I don’t mean to bother you, but you’ve been acting so…strange lately. I just wanted to know if…if…❞
morgan was a bit frightened to ask her question, mostly because she didn’t want to seem too stupid. After all, this man was kind of her dad, although she was from another time . Oh well, on to her question.
❝Is it my fault? I promise I didn’t mean to make you angry if it is!❞
Of all the people Robin had to deal with since awakening, Morgan and her mother were easily the ones he was most inclined to avoid.
More so this apparent child of his that the tactician had never known to exist in his own timeline. There was no way she could be his, could she? With Maribelle, he felt incredibly guilty for lying to the closest thing he had to his real wife, continuously clutching the edges of his mother’s cloak for comfort, yet at least there he knew what he was dealing with; the mask would not falter.
Morgan, however? He had nothing to work with.
“Strange? How so?” Apparently Robin wasn’t as good an actor as he believed himself to be. “...I’m sorry if I’ve worried you. I promise you that you haven’t done anything wrong.”
foodforflowers
There.
Reflet had few memories of her brother (though she did remember clearly who was the favourite twin until her mother betrayed them) yet she was still able to recognise him easily. Not surprising really, given Lord Grima was wearing the exact same form. Looking at his general demeanour, on the other hand, could potentially fool one unaware - she couldn’t imagine her god being so relaxed and jovial, not without elements of sadism at least. Though if that were the case, perhaps slipping into the Shepherd’s ranks wouldn’t be so hard.
Grima’s follower stepped forward tentatively, slowly approaching the vessel and some mercenary she did not recognise. All the while she faked a look of uncertainty and hope, ignoring those who spoke out to her. She kept walking, pretending to be in an almost trance like state, though in reality she was fully aware of the knight demanding to know her identity and her purpose at the camp, as well as the woman who fell on her face when trying to follow her.
Her target did not seem to acknowledge her presence however, until she’d stopped a few feet away from the pair. Only then did the tactician turn to analyse her, no sign of recognition on his features. Good.
“Hmm? I don’t believe we’ve met. Did Chrom recruit you in the last battle or something like that? If so, welcome to the She-”
Before he got a chance to finish his sentence, Robin suddenly found that the girl had dived at him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck in an embrace and though it was impossible to see her face, the tactician was pretty sure he heard sobs.
“Oh Robin, I was terrified something awful had happened to you!” He tried interjecting, having no idea who this woman was but she kept speaking, his questions silenced. “Gods, where have you been all this time?! I’m sorry - I’m sorry about that argument, I was completely in the wrong. I-I know that now, so please take me back now brother.”
By that point Robin had already been staring at Inigo with an expression he hoped said help, but at hearing the stranger refer to him as family, he just let out a flat: “What.” and turned his head as much as he could to stare at her.
Let the daughter hunt begin; who wants to spend their special day with dear old father?
...I just thought. AU where Validar/Aversa/whoever found Robin in that field instead of Chrom etc.
Robin’s number one weakness? His hips. In regards to tickling anyway. You’re unlikely to manage to get him there though...Unless one were to attack his neck first, and go for the hip area whilst trying to protect himself at the neck.