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Independent Male Robin (default appearance) from Fire Emblem Awakening. Please read rules before interacting!

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Bear of Varley

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((I’ve been working on this all night (though mostly because iconing takes so long). Come drag Bernie Bear from her room.))

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( Tamed by a Bird‌: )

“ If you’re so adamant on nullifying my purpose , then I’ll yield.  This comes at a price : I must crush mortals underfoot intermittently.  No — not absolute carnage ; a controlled environment where I can exercise this loophole under your regulations.  Appoint me to maul an enemy , for example , according to protocol. ”

Kris brushed his fingers against Robin’s knee , perking up by a crooked grin and a faint blush.  “ If you’ve the urge to tease about my subservience , then I’ll retort harmlessly ~. ”

{📚} “You... really will stop your carnage?” Robin beamed widely as he enthusiastically shook Kris’ hands. “I’m so glad to hear it. I’ll show you how lovely this world can be so you don’t regret your decision. And at the same time, I’ll allow you to feast upon the flesh of those who try to hurt me and a few bandits and thugs in between.” He chuckled, then raised the hands to his face, caressing them against his cheek before continuing.

“So it seems the tables have turned and the dragon who wished to make me his servant is now serving me. Funny how things change after so long, huh?” And with that, Robin awaited his gentle admonishment.

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((Someone stop me))

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( 180 Degree Flip‌: )

“ … what’s the necessity in deep contemplation ??  I’m no sole cause of death.  Nature practices neutrality in choosing victims.  Plagues infect indiscriminately.  Famines strike at an instance.  I won’t settle for clawing your fine throat , dear.  As I’m fascinated by you , I’ll work on prevention of fatal incidents instead. ”

Kris’ grip constricted Robin’s hand lightly , loosening the compression with equal languor.  “ Or somesuch.  Humans whom vow eternal companionship promises guardianship ; from detriment both physical and mental. ”

{📚} Robin gasped slightly as he felt Kris’ hand squeeze his own while he poured his heart out. His eyes lifted to meet the dragon’s own, and a slight blush found its way to his cheeks. For a split second, Robin struggled to formulate a proper response, but finally, his mouth began to work again.

“You’re... going to protect me from harm?” He asked. “That’s... very different from what you promised when we first got to know each other. You said that you’d leave me for last when you ended the world.” He paused for a moment, then swallowed hard. “Don’t tell me... Do you still intend to destroy the world?”

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You've got 99 problems and Kris is all of them. Like my status if u agree

{📚} “...99 is a low-ball estimate.”

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( One Problem‌: )

“ If you decline , it won’t be a prelude to murder.  Denial of attraction pestered me on a nightly basis while solitary , or even in slumber — however brief it is.  So my adoration is true and not a sly ploy. ”  Kris massaged Robin’s thumb , waiting for a response.  “ My inhuman status caused much internal duress , so my actions hadn’t aligned with typical mortal acts of affection ‘til recently.  Observation is a gift of sentience , after all , and I have applied these studies into my change of character around you. ”

{📚} “If what you’re saying is true... No, you’ve told me hundreds of times that dragons do not lie. So what you’re saying really is true... Your attitude has really changed for the better, upon seeing how humans interact in a manner of affection with one another...” Robin then paused for a moment before lowering his gaze. “But... I suppose love isn’t enough to make you change your mind about destroying the world, is it? That means if I accept, I’ll be agreeing to be loved by my future killer. By the one who’s going to end my world...” Robin’s hands knit together and he went silent.

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( To Indulge or Not to Indulge‌: )

The display of rosy cheeks captivated him.  It beckoned a smile from the usually surly deity ; resisting the urge to resume their kissing session.  “ I can’t decry this entrapment.  If you honestly , profoundly , find me suitable for partnership , then declare it. ”

{📚} “Let’s see...” Robin put a hand on his chin to think. “You have put me through the ringer during the time I’ve known you. First you declared me your servant, which I rejected, then you ordered me to guide you... basically made me your servant without a title attached. That said, you have... changed since then...” His expression was unreadable, as if he was still trying to decide himself.

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( Ensnared‌: )

“ Confident , are we ?? ”  Weaving his fingers through Robin’s own , Kris tipped his head.  “ Because I’ll exercise my prowess at disarming you. ”  Kris’ lids shut when he lurched , instigating a tender kiss.

{📚} Robin enjoyed the kiss for several seconds before breaking off, cheeks still flushed as he giggled happily. “Heh, that was all according to plan~” He replied. “I got you to kiss me without having to ask you for one. I told you I was the greatest strategist of this era~”

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( Huffy Dragon‌: )

“ Impudent mortal. ”  His touch faltered.  Now Kris’ forefinger traced Robin’s knuckles , encircling them clockwise.  “ Such a charming face , yet a blasphemous tongue … ”

{📚} “Do my actions not match my visage?” Robin laughed. “You’ve fallen headlong into my trap, you know. I’ve disarmed you with my looks and lured you in. And now you have the honor of witnessing the greatest strategist of this era in action~”

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midgardrend replied to your post: Kris laid the Steel Sword he’s polishing aside ,...

“ Hush. ” Placing a finger atop Robin’s lips , Kris closed the gap between them. “ We’ve slogged through labyrinthine cornfields today. Isn’t denial exhausting , much like resisting a god’s words ~ ?? ”

{📚} “Whatever could you be talking about? Resisting you has been pretty easy so far~” Robin was trying to gauge a reaction, clearly.

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Kris laid the Steel Sword he’s polishing aside , scooting over to Robin. Caressing his cheek with his knuckles , the dragon gulped. “ I , um. Love y- the texture of your flesh. ”

{📚} “...The texture of my flesh?” Robin was confused by the sudden embrace. “What’s so special about my flesh in particular? I’m sure there are others who have much softer skin than me.”

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Three Houses verse? Three Houses verse.

Robin Forneus Velthomer is an outrealm exchange student coming to Garreg Mach on behalf of Plegia as its prince. Seeing as the Empire is the one holding the exchange program, Robin becomes a member of the Black Eagle house. He came to the academy to learn the appropriate skills to be a proper prince for his country, as he didn’t grow up in the seat of nobility and the Plegians really need a king who knows what he’s doing, not an usurper who’s going to throw the country into chaos again.

Robin’s academy attire can essentially be described as Claude’s cloak minus the yellow cape plus Ashe’s hood, but in purple, and black gloves. He specializes in swords, reason magic (black magic), and authority, but has weaknesses in brawling, heavy armor, and faith magic. He also has a hidden talent in flying. His reclassing color scheme is purple and gold. 

Seeing as he’s not from Fodlan, nobody would expect that he would have a Crest. And he doesn’t actually have a Crest per se, but rather, his Fell Brand has manifested a new power while in this world that acts similarly to a Crest. This power allows him to occasionally add 30% of his defense to his spell MT and if an attack connects when this power is used, fiery petals burst from the opponent, which have no effect other than to look flashy (basically it’s the FEH version of Ignis, but 30% instead of 80%).

SPOILERS BEGIN BELOW!

When Edelgard starts the war against the church, the outrealm portals get closed and thus Robin gets stuck in Fodlan. He’s determined to survive at any costs for the sake of getting back home to his country that needs him, even if that means strategically switching sides. Robin defaults to fighting for the Empire, but if defeated in battle even by other people besides Byleth, he will offer to switch sides. He hasn’t grown any taller in the five years since the outset of the war (he was already an adult when he joined the academy), but he has grown out his hair and wears a braid in the back.

He returns to wearing his Tactician class outfit from Awakening if he is classed as a Mage or Warlock after the timeskip. If he promotes to Mortal Savant, he will wear his Grandmaster attire instead.

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“Hush. You’ll see.” Kris takes a brisk walk over to a clearing , unseen by the camp as of yet. Bushes with vibrant flowers dot the edges from the clearing. Narrowing into several pathways — too thin for cavaliers and armored units. Forests cropped up. Dangerous for all land units ; at the very end’s a freshwater lake. Even more cumbersome for foot or horse-bound foes. “ Those airborne or even with caution , archers may thrive here. ”

{📚} “...Hmmm... This place is definitely not suitable for fighting on foot indeed. That said, how would we be able to lure flying enemies into this area so that we can camp around the perimeter and set up archers to shoot them down? Fliers aren’t going to just separate away from the rest of the pack for no reason. It’s nice to have this area where we can set up our specialized forces, but we also need to make sure there’s a reason to be here too.”

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“ ... there’s advantageous terrain for our airborne forces. Follow me. ”

{📚} “Terrain for our fliers? Do you mean something like calm headwinds? Or rather disadvantageous for non-fliers, like sharp, unsettled rocks?” Either way, Robin followed Kris to see what he was talking about.

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{📚} “...Ifa, what’s that hanging out of your mou-- Oh. It’s a white feather. Well, I think I found out what happened to Kris’ chicken that went missing...” Cue Ifa burping, with the feather falling out of his mouth and the baby wyvern looking very satisfied with himself.

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( Pushy‌: )

“ You ‘ don’t know why ’ ??  Is his your shoddy reasoning ??  I didn’t even inquire about my reputation , nor my position or performance on the battlefield.  Straightforward questions requires straightforward answers.  Stop beating around the bush. ”

{📚} “I already told you, I don’t have another answer besides that one. If I tried to come up with an answer, you’d just call it insincere. Don’t try to throttle an answer out of me, because you aren’t getting a different one.” He then turned away. “Now, good day.”

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( Hmmm...‌: )

“ Answer my question , you impudent child. ”

{📚} “...Look, I really don’t have a reason why I’m keeping you around. You’re not exactly fighting at 100% in battle, so I keep you in the back lines, and you’re not friendly either. So by all means, you should have been kicked out by now. Heck, I have Shepherds asking me and Chrom to be rid of you. And yet... I can’t kick you out. I don’t know why.”