Rest in Pieces

Do not mistake my kindness for weakness.

[drageryter]

           This place is a mess! 

[asheliae]

Cherche: I am so sorry I left you. Your mother should have stayed with you till the end. But you see? That is how I know how strong you are. You never gave up. Now that your struggles near their end, I am here to struggle with you. You needn’t accept me as your mother. But all the same, I swear to defend you and Minerva both. Where this world’s Cherche failed, I intend to succeed.

Gerome: …You’ll fight by my side? But why trouble yourself with a stranger’s problems?

Cherche: You are no stranger. You are my son—in any world. Taking care of you is my greatest joy!

[drageryter]

#why i oughta

YU KATTA??? WHAT DID YOU CATCH??????

[bellusism-blog-blog]

so i recently reached 150 followers and its holiday season so why not i was feeling generous. 

Rules:

one like and one reblog becuz spamming isnt cool

u dont have to be following me idrc

must be an rp account. doesnt matter what fandom

ends on december 20th 

there will be one winner and youll get 150ish icons of whomever your little butthole desires and will be designed however u like

examples;

good luck and happy holidays!

[bonbonbandit]

"Cherche? Anyone? Hello?" Gaius poked his head into the room. Nothing was in there, save for a few stray tables and chairs haphazardly placed around, a blackboard, and a small bookcase to the side.

"Cripes… So this is how it’s gonna go, huh?" Slipping into an empty chair, Gaius immediately propped his legs up on the desk, tipping his chair back and up against the wall and preemptively placing a hand on the stick in his mouth. 

"Cherche? I’m here for the…" He groaned. "…Ettiquette lessons…" A moment of silence passed.

"What, is she late? Talk about irony….”

[drageryter]

          Cherche was only a few minutes late; Minerva's unruliness needed to be tamed for before she could go anywhere. Gods knew the camp didn't need an angry Wyvern on the loose. She was quiet with her entrance, taking Gaius's lowered defense as a chance to slam a book atop the thief's head. 

            "Feet belong on the floor, not on the table. No leaning back in your chair either. Sit up straight." It wasn't until now how difficult this task of something so simple was going to be dawned on her with his sheer lack of obvious manners. Gaius is a mess.

[drageryter]

[rhombus-deactivated20180829]

Yesterday was Gerome’s B day! So I drew this but forgot to upload here ´-` Happy Birthday Gerome!

[archestry-deactivated20150206]

[drageryter]

  ❝  i, as it happens, am an archer!             —————- the archest of archers, in fact.  ❞

     ( indie & private ; written by vicki. )

[epitomizingperfection-blog]

"Ah, perhaps I should go find something to change into.. Stripping my clothes here would be quite indecent of me."

Swiftly returning to her tent, changing, and bringing her dress to the rider, she attempted to strike a conversation. Not that they were on bad terms, but Cordelia didn’t have much chance to speak with the rider.

"You’re very skilled with your hands, Cherche.. I find it so admirable that you always try to aide your comrades to the best of your abilities, whether it be mending clothes, or defending them in battle-"

[drageryter]

         "Ah-! Yes of course, forgive me for asking such a thing. Yes,please, go change."

          She felt foolish for asking that of a women. She had worked for a rather confident man for a very long time, thus forgetting that women were more objective to stripping down for a mend. By the time Cordelia returned, she had her sewing kit out, ready to start on mending the tear on the pegasus rider's dress. 

           "Thank you for your kind words, Cordelia. But this is the least I could do for all of you protecting my lord and his land." A smile was given to her, a moment's pause at her sewing. "I could say the same about you as well. You're very admirable with how diligent you are and how you look after the Shepherds to the best of your ability. Not to mention you're also fearsome on the battlefield. "

[maskedrxder-blog]

happy geROME NOISES

[drageryter]

          proUD CHERCHE NOISES

[drageryter]

maskedrxder replied to your post:       /motherly noises

mOTHER

MY DARLING SON!!!

[drageryter]

       /motherly noises

[keenandfulloftricks]

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drageryter

Although learning varied tactical strategies and executing them was her favorite thing to do, Morgan felt the need to learn about more. Learn more about things that couldn’t just be read in a book. Sure, she knew how to ride a Pegasus, but never a Wyvren. Or how to sew, she never had any time for that! Though perhaps, it would be best to get familiar with wyvrens before anything else. She always wanted to ride one, and learn to befriend one, but because the Shepherds were always running around she never got a chance. Gerome, she could ask, but she was unable to find him.

As she ducks through some ropes and into a nearby field, Morgan spots a particular woman that she wanted to see.

"…Hello Cherche!"

[drageryter]

          The brief moment of relaxation gave the rider a chance to finally groom Minerva, as she desperately needed to be scored for lacerations or puncture wounds. Mending her was the easiest part, finding how unruly the wyvern had become with lack of actual time to primp her- despite Minerva's quiet whining against it. Cherche was in the middle of taming her ride's claws when a screech erupted from her, signalling Cherche to a guest, much to her and Minerva's delight. Setting down her tools briefly, she waved over the younger tactician.

            "Hello, Morgan. What can I do for you today?"

[drageryter]

          I've returned.

[drageryter]

     im so sorry ive been gone i had some much going on ill get to replies and what not soon i promise

[optimistictactician-deactivated]

"It’s not that I don’t have any rumours about Cherche. It’s that I’m smart enough to know not to spread them. She’d probably have Minerva eat anyone who tried.”

[drageryter]

                      "Smart girl."

[drageryter]

There are so many burns being thrown.. Shall I grab some aloe and some bandages?