So Much Tea

The hero king of Altea and his constant suffering from tea addiction ((Independent rp blog for Marth from Fire Emblem. Tracks tag princeofalltea.))

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((WHEEZES sorry for inactivity here lately; there hasn’t been too much to do/reply to so I just haven’t been around... plus I’m busy running fe-rp’s Rody, and other things, and just generally not enough energy to do anything on here? I’m alive tho so))

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Sentence Starters { Protective Version }

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ackerqueen:

“Watch out!”

“You could have been killed!”

“Run! Hurry up, go!”

“Save yourself, I’ll hold them back.”

“Leave me here! Go! Hurry! I can handle it.”

“I promise I’ll make sure they don’t hurt you.”

“They better not have laid a damn finger on you or I’ll [insert threat].”

“I swear, if they so much as breathe next to you, I’ll knock them out.”

“I’m not leaving you here!”

“And let you get yourself killed?”

“Are you crazy?”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“I don’t trust him/her. They seem off.”

“I’m saying this for your own good!”

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

“I don’t want to lose you! You’re all I have left!”

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roytheyounglion:

『♜』–– ❝ Marth!? ❞ He nearly dropped a cup as he saw his friend sinking to the ground. He felt bad for what he just said. The redhead left the saved cup on the kitchen table and knelt to help the prince standing.

     ❝ I didn’t know you’ve hurt your leg! Did that happen during a Smash run? You should see a doctor for that bad leg, Marth! How will you be able to fight if you can’t walk properly?! ❞ Now Roy was worried.  ❝ You sit down and don’t move. I’ll take care of the tea, then we will go to the infirmary! ❞ The boy ordered. 

“It’s... I’m... fine, Roy,” the prince murmured through gritted teeth as he struggled to rise. Thankfully, with Roy’s help, he was back on his feet quickly, and collapsed back in his chair. “And... It’s not a new injury from smash. Nor would any doctor be more help than they’ve already been.”

Marth sighed; if he was going to say that much, he might as well explain the whole thing.

“You asked before how I’d been after the last time we saw each other; I didn’t answer. The truth is, after Brawl, another war broke out back home. Medeus was resurrected once more, and once more I put an end to him - but it was not without cost. I had to leap into the air to deliver a killing blow, and he died, his tail lashed out and caught my leg before I could land, and I landed on it wrong -”

He shuddered at the memory, but the tale was not yet complete. “...I should have been fine, though. We had many healers nearby, including my sister, Elice. ‘Stay off your leg for a while,’ she told me as she healed me up. ‘It’s still weakened by that break. If you work too hard on it, you won’t ever walk right again.’ Stay off that leg, when I had a kingdom to return to and rebuild, people to see and greet, so many things to do... I couldn’t, possibly, and I paid the price for it.”

Another sigh. “It’s usually not like this. It’s just a limp, now - but step on it wrong, or use it too heavily, and that’s painful - I have a brace, for fighting, but besides that, it’s pretty much unfixable by now.”

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『♜』–– ❝ Aaah… I see that, over the years, some habits don’t change, hey Marth? ❞ He was referring to the prince’s laziness. Once Marth was relaxed, he always needed all the excuses not to get up and help in the kitchen or for cleaning the room.

In Melee’s Tournament, the both of them shared the room at the mansion and Roy often had to give Marth his things. He could imagine how it must have been for Ike in Brawl.

     ❝ I wish I would have forgotten that side of you, to be honest… ❞

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“...I’m not exactly trying to be useless here. Forgive me, again...”

Marth grimaced; he did feel bad for not being more helpful. Roy had already done so much for him before, maybe it was time to try and do something for him.. “Here, nevermind, I can he-”

And, step on his leg the wrong way, reminding the prince that he really wasn’t supposed to be putting too much weight on it anymore. He sank to the ground, groaning as he did - shit, this really wasn’t a thing he wanted Roy to have to see or deal with, not at the moment.

Gods, don’t let him be a useless dependent prince in the eyes of a dear friend...

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"He never did like you."

“Are we talking about Kris? I mean, I’m sure; why do you think I still haven’t told him-”

Another, worse thought dawns on the young lord’s mind.

“No - of course - he only sees me as a friend, but he still at least sees me as that, right? A friend, a confidant... He couldn’t have faked that, all this time... could he?”

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They're dead. It's your fault. //- shh contractions are single words.

“...I know.”

He sounded so terribly resigned, but even so, Marth shrunk down slightly, trying to hide in his cape. “I know, I know - it’s my fault, it’s always my fault, always always always and I can never do anything about it, because I’m always too weak, always the fool of a son who never wanted to pick up his sword, always only causing pain and hurt because others keep needing to die to protect me...”

As the prince spoke, he paced, footsteps growing heavier and harder as he continued his anguished tirade, until it became too much - too heavy - and his right leg crumpled beneath him, sending him sprawling to the floor. Rather than make any attempt at getting back up, though, he lay there, curling up and shaking, trying to stay hidden from the world as he broke down into sobbing. “It’s always my fault...”

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『♜』–– ❝ I knew you would love that idea! How can I forget ? We shared the room at the mansion back then, remember? I knew exactly what to do when you were all flustered. A cup of tea for Marth! A cup of tea! Even Princess Peach and Princess Zelda joined us at times! ❞ Melee was unforgettable for the redhead. Every single moment would remain in his mind. All the people he has met, Marth being his very first friend in this tournament… Even though some Melee veteran smashers are still missing, Roy was of the lucky ones along with Mewtwo and Dr. Mario.

Roy went to boil some water and gathered everything up for a nice tea moment with Marth.

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The prince smiled, closing his eyes as he focused back on happy memories. “I suppose it would be quite hard, wouldn’t it? I hardly even think about it, but I suppose it must have been obvious to anyone paying attention...”

Roy clearly had, and remembered, and Marth was very glad he did. They were rather lovely memories, those days; he had felt so overwhelmed and shy, closing off from the others in the tournament - but those three, at least, made him feel welcome, like the Tournament was a place he belonged.

“Forgive me if I don’t help - once I sit down it’s a bit harder to get back up, especially after standing for a while.”

[inboxideas]

Pester my character about their crush or special other!

Tease them, provoke them, put their head in the gutter – try to get them hot, flustered, and begging for mercy. Go!

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Daily sketch!

Elice from Fire Emblem er… 1, 3, 11, and 12

Lord Marth’s beloved older sister :’D she needs to get more love :))

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Try to break my muse in five words or less.

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“It’s too cold! Get back here…” (I hope you don't mind. I can't find our last thread anywhere, and i felt something a little closer to canon could help.)

“…”

“I was planning to come back… besides, it’s only going to get colder, and I just figured it would be better to grab a spare blanket now then to wait too long…”

[suicunerider]

“I’m sorry, sire, but I wouldn’t know the answer to that question.”

She stuffed her trembling hands in her pockets and rubbed them against the itchy fabric to warm them. The snow stopped falling and thick grray clouds parted a little, letting sunnlight through to warm them both.

“I fear they’re completely out of our control. They’re wild and fearless… but their hearts are locked in endless conflict. Machine over mind, as it were.”

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“I know, I know - I was mostly joking, there,” he admitted with a sigh. “They’re far beyond our help, now. And even if they weren’t, there is no guarantee any of us could sway them, and I’m not sure if the situation could be any less dangerous. It could have even been moreso, given a capacity for tactical planning, instead of instinct...”

But, once again, this was no time to dwell on things that could be! Not when he had an entire army’s spirits to keep up. “We’ve fought dragons before, though, in terrible conditions and situations, right? What’s one more time? We’ve pulled through, and we can pull through once more.”

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マルシダ&ロイリリっち

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The last icon on your folder is your muse's reaction to every stupid situation.

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マルス×シーダ

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fe 69 min on twitter had “priorities” as a theme a few days back and there was no way I could draw anything at the time but

It did remind me of this though because I sWEAR TO GOD these three have Marth on the mind as #1 priority all the time it’s just “Marth? Marth.” and I cry

Also Xane is doing the chameleon thing of “looking two directions at once at the same time” and I

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xanemarths for ur xane/marth collection