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✦ ❝ trust in falchion.❞ - - - - - - + - - - - - - Independent Alm RP. Fire Emblem II & XV - - - - - - + - - - - - - Written by Ryn

[xodayakana]

⚜ dumabrand

@xodayakana

Never once had the little chores and duties Luka took care of been taken lightly, or been unnoticed by Alm. Quite honestly, the lord appreciated them, and thought that the noble had his hands rather full. Too often, to boot. So of course, he couldn’t just let it go on by without lending some aid of his own. Taking responsibility for some of it himself, however, he did realize how hard some of the work could be. Not that he was going to back out. They would do this together.

It wasn’t like Alm had never done any hard work before this. Living in a small town, he had some things he had to help with. It was nothing unheard of, or minded doing- it was a little refreshing, in all actuality.

“To think you do all of this so frequently,”

“it’s just.. a lot to take in, wow.

You should let others help you more often, Luka -

this seems like a lot for just you.

Not that I don’t trust you with it.”

⚜ |  Admittedly, Luka was quietly startled by his friend’s sudden appearance.  He was a preoccupied by duties, of course.

❝ Alm, ❞  he started, allowing himself room to adjust into the conversation,  ❝ …… Is that so ?  Well, it’s something I’ve grown accustomed to. ❞

         Despite his obedience to work, it wasn’t something he was fond of.  In fact, what he wanted and what he had to do were two entirely different concepts but a few members of the Deliverance had assumed Luka to be someone who was married to his job, eager to please others, but that truly wasn’t the case at all.  Time off to rest was something he always looked forward to, the usual would be relaxing in solitude, lost in the stories of books.

         After placing a crate of oranges back onto a wagon, he gave Alm his full attention.  At least he wasn’t in the middle of breaking up a heated dispute between fellow soldiers.  That seemed to be happening a bit more frequently.

❝ I think you’re right, ❞  he admitted after sighing through a growing fatique,  ❝ help would be appreciated once in a while.  Are you here to lend a hand ? ❞

[dumabrand]

“Is it? It’s just… so hard to imagine you any different. You seem to have this knack to perfect your skills and duties,” Lips remained their form, continuing to smile at the knight. There was something about how he put his words forward that suggested that perhaps he wasn’t always this way, or that the job was something that required some getting used to. Eyes are fixated on Luka’s face, as if they might hold some kind of answer for him. This became harder as he moved to lift a crate of oranges, turned away from him. It wasn’t too soon after, however, that he spoke up again.

He blinked at the redhead, and what seemed like exhaustion overflowing his features. “Yeah, that’s right. Seems like quite a bit for one person.”

The teen gives a warm gaze. "So I'd like to take some of the weight off."

[frothystars]

a song for bygone days

(new print for ax!! ill be at table b22) 

[deebyfeeby]

Add Alm to the game you cowards

Tried doing a mock-up of what Alm might look like in the Warriors style I guess   ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[bebopbounty]

Send “Examine!” and an item or person and I’ll write an RPG description of it/them.

[glare-and-co]

topheavybrawler:

(For example, a stormtrooper mask:

 “A white mask with a black visor on the front. Putting it on, you realise that the visor isn’t even transparent. How are you expected to do anything competently like this?”)

[hihkoo]

A sketch of Team Alm, in hopes that at least one of them will come home :’D

[dumabrand]

DON’T TELL HIM WHAT TO DO, BERKUT-

alm has your back.

@vaingloire

[radicrow]

everyones fav ram boy

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[dumabrand]

vaingloire:

          traitorous lips form into a slight smile at alm’s suggestion. they shouldn’t act like they were strangers ?? but of course not. with how often they worked together—berkut as a teacher of sorts, and alm as a student—it should’ve been a given that they were closer than most. it was that very closeness that berkut feared. for what would he do if anything befell alm as had been the case with rinea ?? what would he do if it was once again his own fault ??

          even as worries ran rampant within his mind, he does not allow that to show on his face. he couldn’t as it would only bring alm worry. …the very fact that he even considered the other’s feelings in that way nearly prompted him pause. it had not been a matter of pride this time.

          it had been something more than that.

          ❛ I suppose there is no problem with it, ❜ he admits. ❛ though my father would’ve thought otherwise. ❜ any bit of affection or emotion shown before archduke kronus kaiser would elicit a slap or a shout—he was to be as put together as him and charm those of the court. any in front of his mother wouldn’t nearly gain him something as horrible. rather, she’d demand that he toughen up—to be just like her and hold a room with her dynamic presence.

          ❛ forgive me if I’m unused to it. to be frank…skin to skin contact unsettles me. ❜

There were no regrets in saying this. Not only would trust be placed conveniently upon Berkut’s lap, but he had no hesitance in showing kindness. Not only did he forgive the man, decide that it was best for him to be alive to make his mistake up to Rinea, but he truly needed him - he felt that his cousin needed a certain bond as well, as everything else in his life had fallen apart. Though he may be here, there was nothing left. They only had eachother. That was all the family left. It was a terrible feeling to feel alone.

For a moment, Alm feels his chest tighten. It becomes more difficult to breath, as if a weight was suddenly placed to it, and yet with a slow, deep breath, he manages to ease himself again. The wounds were still to fresh. He remembered how much he wanted to talk to Berkut, for both the two of them and his father. It hurt to see what he became, and even worse to have to strike him down.

“Your father isn’t here now, is he?” An idea struck, and as soon as it had, there was no way that it would be left unspoken of - “So the way I see it, it doesn’t matter what he would have thought. It’s up to you and me to make the decisions now.” He knew that it might hit a nerve or two if he were to phrase this the wrong way. No matter the relationship, sometimes there still laid the effects of one’s bond with their family to sway their feelings one way or another. Some things just had to be said, for the better.

“No, it’s okay, Berkut. I’m sorry if I was a little forward suddenly. It just seemed like the appropriate time, that’s all, really. You’re welcome to tell me if something is uncomfortable, like you did just now.”

“I want you to be more honest with me. We’re family. You can tell me anything.”

[minalyce]

together at last

[rpmemesandasks]

Reblog this if your muse has pretty eyes.

[dumabrand]

tbh I think he'd smell like pine needles

I could really see it, actually. Alm is an outdoorsy type, and I think that it would somehow resonate with him. <3 The pine needle idea is really cute, and I love it. It’s such a calming smell, and Alm is calming too.

[startshxtwithme]

What do you think my muse smells like?

[dumabrand]

This greeting had not been inheard by Alm. In fact, it drew a certain smile to his lips as he tossed the blanket over Tobin’s head. He laughs lightly as at his reaction to it, shaking his head. “At least I was right,” he started, his smile easing into what was practically his signature - eyes gentle as the sun’s embrace. “Only meant to startle you, Tobin.” He reveals, “And it definitely looks like I got that down.”

[dumabrand]

LIKE this post if you want to interact with Alm?

[endys]

Coloured the pencil sketch of Celica and Alm that I drew for a friend! \o/

[xodayakana]

...Gives luka a flower crown as well. He deserves it.

⚜ |  Luka kindly accepts the flower crown and smiles in appreciation.

❝ Thank you, Alm… ❞

[dumabrand]

The lord flashes his own smile in return. It was no big deal, it required little time, and was a nice gesture, he figured. There wasn’t much to show appreciation, besides his simple thanks - so here they were. He just didn’t think it was enough, at times. As childish as this action may seem, he didn’t think much of it. He didn’t care. As long as the one gifted as alright with it-

“Hey, it’s no problem.”  He reassures. He shifts, realizing the difference of weight. It was a little strange to be without his armor, even for a minute. He had grown so used to it. But they were taking the time to rest, let their allies recover - it was necessary. There was no way they could win this war if they pushed all the time. As restless as he was, he could understand that. He didn’t want anyone to be hurt. “but you’re welcome.”