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Semi Selective. Crossover and OC friendly Robin! Inigo from Fire Emblem Awakening Multi Verse blog Includes Laslow verse from Fates.

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When my friends ask for pain. I deliver. Genre: Angst Character: Laslow/Inigio  Overview: Laslow suffers from a broken heart, when a fair maiden he though he’d never lose walks away right from his hands. He hides himself in a room where no one will come looking for him. He wishes to suffer alone, until someone -the owner of that room- finds him trespassing in places he doesn’t belong.

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How many hours must pass before the last fragment of the splintering heart turns to dust and let the sea of suffering swarm the soul. You could not run away from a flood but only hope to not drown in it’s devastating and overwhelming wake of agony.

He was still going to try. 

If he hid himself in murky room of stone and elegant bookshelves, sitting on a sore bed not fit to sleep on let alone hide in, would he be able to ease the twitching pulse of dejection in his chest? Maybe not. Or could he maybe numb his mind, and file it down so dull that he couldn’t feel the contractions in his arms and legs?

He was still going to try.

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Like this post for a starter, RuleTheSeas members only for now so I can get my Laslow in that verse sorted out. Length will vary.

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“Haha! Sorry, friends… I won’t be able to… return with you…”

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A flower of friendship blossoms

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          Normally, the young dancer wouldn’t mind rain- He’d grown so used to it in the ruins of Ylisse, that he hardly even noticed it, yet, at sea it’s a different experience.

          Tales of storms causing ships to be wrecked weren’t uncommon, and it was these exact thoughts that were stirring around in Laslow’s mind- just like the unpleasant gray clouds above him.

          Not just that, but the rain was... warm? Was this a common occurrence in this world? Warm rain? It just wasn’t right. 

           Still, as the waves grew to be more violent, and winds more aggressive, with a gentle blanket of mist falling over the seas, he couldn’t help but admire the view. Ylisse certainly didn’t hold the potential for any views like this, and he would never have dreamed of such a beautiful sight. If the ship held more privacy, he could break out into dance... but that would be rather embarrassing. 

          It was perhaps, apparent, that the young dancer had been lost in thoughts as he suddenly heard his name being called, although it sounded like it was from the other side of a large, empty tunnel, echoing around in his head until he listened more closely.

Laslow

          The voice would call one final time, finally catching his attention. Turning his head, he turned to see none other than his master’s youngest brother, Leo.

“--Ah, my apologies Lord Leo, the calamity of the waves is ironically calming to watch, I guess I must’ve zoned out there, huh?”

“Is there anything I can do to help you milord? I might be Xander’s retainer but as his younger brother i’m happy to help!”

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V; ||  ❀ The Ocean’s Gray Waves [ RuleTheSeas ]

Name; Laslow Age; 19 Gender & Pronouns; Male He/Him Species; Human Sided With; Nohr

Backstory;

Born Inigo Ariera, into the Halidom of Ylisse, the son of Olivia, and Gaius (Played by @sugarthiieving​ in this verse), Inigo grew up in, at first, a peaceful childhood.

Though this peaceful childhood would not last. 

The tactician of the Shepherds, Robin, had been corrupted by Validar, and turned traitorous. Robin murdered Chrom, the leader of the Shepherds and Exalt of Ylisse, and sacrificed their body to become the Fell Dragon, Grima.

Grima soon murdered Olivia and Gaius, and set out on destroying Ylisse. 

Inigo’s childhood was now lost.

With the loss of his parents, the now orphaned, Inigo was forced to take up the sword, alongside 12 other children who had also faced a similar loss.

A plan was created, though it would take years to carry out. The children would recover the Fire Emblem, and her 5 Gemstones, and with Naga’s blessing, they would travel into the past to change fate.

In the past, they would have to wait 2 years in hiding, before their leader, Lucina, met up with her father, Chrom to recruit them all.

Fighting with the Shepherds, Inigo helped them to prevent Grima’s resurrection, and successfully changed fate. 

With his mission complete, and Olivia becoming pregnant, Inigo knew his home was not in this Ylisse- He had no home, not anymore, not after Grima had destroyed it.

Setting out for the outrealm gate with Severa and Owain, the trio adopted a disguise, and changed their very identities. No longer was he Inigo, a freckled, orange haired, knight of Ylisse. He was now Laslow of the Azure skies.

It wasn’t long before the trio made it into Nohrian waters, where they came across the Nohrian ship. They were taken in, and became retainers to three of the Nohrian royal siblings.

Laslow was assigned to Xander.

Now, he is a knight of Nohr, following the orders of Nohrian royalty. In his free time, he enjoys the view at sea, which has inspired many dances- famous among the Nohrians who haven’t seen such a unique dancing style before.

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Day 51- Azura and Inigo Laslow from Fates. I just got their S rank support and I love this ship so much.

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Also yes, hello I am still here! I had a billion mock exams this week so I didn’t get to do any rp! I’ll be on Corrin for a while, then i’ll see who owes more between here and Soleil, and once i’ve done one i’ll do the other!

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Send; ❤ if you ship our muses romantically. If I agree, I’ll give a headcanon drabble in return. || Accepting.

          Now that Prince Xander had known about his true identity- That his name was Inigo not Laslow- He’d felt much more comfortable around him. Their relationship was a secret to everyone, but luckily no one noticed Laslow spending more time with Xander.

          Their afternoons were now filled with Xander asking Inigo about Ylisse whilst they worked. It didn’t really bother him too much, it helped him not to forget about his past, but sometimes there were hard questions, especially those about the diverted future that he grew up in, or about his family. Still, for Xander, he would put on a brave face and answer them.

           He was in a particularly good mood that afternoon, and once Xander had asked the next question, he replied with the shake of his head. Standing up calmly, he pushed Xander’s paperwork to the side, taking his hand. ‘And just what do you think you’re doing?’ He was asked with an authoritative and surprised tone. ‘We’re going to Ylisse, right now. I want you to see what it look like first hand!’ Xander was speechless for a moment, thrown back at the response. ‘But won’t they recognise you? You came here to avoid your younger  self, didn’t you?’ It was clear Xander had listened, and was concerned for Laslow, but he had a plan. ‘That’s why we’re going to back before Inigo goes back in time. That way, the Shepherds won’t even know who I am!’ A fool proof plan, and what could go wrong? When they met the younger version of him, they wouldn’t recognise him, as they didn’t. ‘And, there won’t be any Risen, so if we have any problems, it’ll just be those blasted bandits.’

          The questions continued as they headed towards the outrealm gate, Laslow answering each quickly. He was rather excited to return to Ylisse after all those years, even if he wouldn’t get to see his friends, or be with his family, it’d feel good being home.

           Stepping through the gate couldn’t feel any better, they were greeted by the nostalgic Ylissean air, calm blue skies above them. The field they now stood in felt strangely familiar, and like it held importance to his family. ‘So, what do you think’ he chuckled, chirping to call a robin over to land on his finger and stroke it. ‘This is your home then?’ Xander replied, looking around as Laslow nodded. ‘It certainly is brighter than Nohr, I could get used to this.’ He laughed, nudging his retainer’s arm. ‘Show me the villages, the capital city, i’d like to learn all about it!’ Taking his hand, Laslow headed on to the nearby town, he knew it would be their only chance to enjoy everything it had to offer before bandits attacked. After they explored everything it had to offer, they’d head to Ylisstol and then go to Regna Ferox, where he grew up. ‘We’ve got a lot to see, I hope you’re ready!’

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[01:11:16] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): Throw a rose @ u [01:11:35] Alvin ¯\_(ツ)_/¯: MAN DOWN MAN DOWN [01:12:51] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): THATS RIGHT!!! YOU STAY DOWN!!!!! SO I CAN tuck you in n read u a bed time story [01:12:54] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): ONCE UPON A TIME [01:12:56] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): I sinned [01:12:58] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): The end [01:13:34] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): ONCE UPON ANOTHER TIME [01:13:37] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): Gracu Sinned [01:13:41] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): Then she denied it [01:13:42] 100% Pure Sin (Savvy): The end

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{{Try me princey boy}}

               “I wouldn’t bet on it - I’ve picked up a                 few skills from Zero, after-all. Though,                 I suppose if I hurt you, Marx would be                 quite upset…”

“And of course, it all comes down to prince Xander with you. You’re always talking about him, Prince Leon, it’s rather disturbing. Would you really be ready to hurt him by hurting me?”

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Laslow Xander kid meme!

If they had a kid meme

Name: Alyda “Ally” ((Ancient)) Gender: FemaleGeneral Appearance: A charming young adopted girl who is to perfect to be true. Her hair is a shiny jet black, long and curly and wild. Her eyes are a shimmering bright and forest green. Alyda’s got a round chubby face with lush cheeks that always seem to be tinted with a blush ((For good reasons)) And she’s not only small in height, but small in size too. She is a very short person, and below the average height. Personality: Alyda is a very shy girl. She’s bashful and charming. She giggles into her hands and hides her smiles. She doesn’t talk much, she’s always rather silent and doesn’t say a lot of things. But that’s because she doesn’t have a lot to say. her attention span is very short, she’d much rather be doing something else than sitting in a room listening someone talk to her. She’d rather be outside playing. However, despite this, she can be serious at times too. Not the most serious, not like Xander or Siegbert, but she can put her foot down all the same. Other than that, Alyda is very kind, she puts other before herself, she’s quiet and isn’t a rebel at all. She does as told with a smile, and is more than happy to help others.Special Talents: She likes to dance with Laslow, and she likes to garden with Xander. She likes to play hide and seek with Soleil. She likes to draw and read with Siegbert. But on her own, Alyda likes to take of others. She likes to do work with healing. She has a talent in that, and shes very good at it.Who they like better: W o wWho they take after more: Probably Laslow, as she is a shy people’s person.Personal Head canon: Alyda hardly talks at all. She’s very quiet. Why? Well, no one is quiet sure. But no one minds. When they as her questions, she nod or shake her had. She’ll look at them with big green doe eyes and smile. When she does talk however, it’s always something meaningful, or something silly. It’s rare for her to talk, some say she is mute. But her family knows, she can and will talk when she wants, and she has such a lovely voice. It’s enchanting, and when she hums or sings, they say everyone will stop to listen. 

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{{He looks kinda cute when he smiles?}}

               “If you don’t stop, you’ll be the one suffering                 in a minute. I’ll wipe that smile from your face.”

“I’d like to see you try, nothing can stop me from Smiling!”

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“I hope you all enjoy my suffering.”

“Rather too much I’m afraid Leon!”

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That’s what you get for insulting Prince Xander, Prince Leo.

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“It’s nothing!”

          Laslow tried to brush off as he put his shirt on, covering his waist quickly by putting his belt around it. Prince Marx wanted to know about the scar, however, and was threatening to ban him from going into town if he didn’t answer… But what about all the cute girls?

           It was clear Marx knew it wasn’t a normal birth mark as the shape was much too complex for that. He knew the scar would mean nothing normally in Nohr, but he still tried his best to hide it. It held… Terrible meaning.

“It’s… Proof of my heritage.”

            He began, he might as well be truthful with Marx, after all, he deserved his respect and honesty.

“Well… A form of it. It originates from my homeland. It’s known as the mark of Grima.”

           Laslow paused to take his belt off, and lift his shirt up to allow Marx to examine it much closer. Luckily for him, the mark had been located on his hip, though it did mean he had to be careful with taking his shirt off. The mark had faded since Grima had been defeated and he’d left Ylisse, but it still held a clear shape. Robin, his father, had sacrificed himself to kill Grima, and whilst the blood in his veins now was useless, it was still poison.

           Laslow sighed as he thought of where to began.

“Grima is… A fell dragon in my country. He wanted only the destruction of the world, no matter the cost. He was indestructible, or so we believed. The only way for Grima to be defeated is if it’s by his own blood. The dragon form had been put to slumber for thousands of years by a special sword named Falchion, which only the royal family could wield. The sword was created by Grima’s equal, Naga, a divine godlike woman. Neither could kill each other.”

            He began to run his fingers along the scar, feeling every detail of it, thinking of where to begin next.

“Grima was resurrected by a cult known as the Grimleal… They would do anything to ring him back… Their method of doing so was creating a human being who could host Grima. Hundreds of Thousands of years passed until finally he was born. His name was Robin… My father.”

           His hand gently clenched into a fist, holding back any emotions. he had to stay professional, after all, the mark meant nothing any more, did it?

“He… Was tricked by his father, my grandather, Validar. The Exalt of our country, Emmeryn was assassinated by him, her younger brother, Chrom wounded. Time began to fall apart until the day Validar forced my father to kill Chrom. With the prince dead, Validar’s biggest threat was out of the way. He sacrificed my father, forced him to become one with the fell dragon, and that’s when the destruction of my world began…”

          Another pause as his hand begins to shake, eyes tearing up.

“I was just a child at the time. All I knew was that daddy had gone missing. My mother wasn’t much of a fighter, so instead she tried to reason with Grima. To get my father back…. She…. She died… At a young age I was forced to look after my younger brother, Morgan.  My friends had all gone through the same fate. We only had each other to rely on. We were young, had little experience in fighting yet it was what we were forced to do.”

         He couldn’t hold back anymore, tears violently streaming down his face, he didn’t brush them away, he didn’t move, he continued.

“Grima could… Bring the dead back to life as monsters called Risen. They resembled nothing of their past life but they existed. The world was soon filled with them. My friends and I, we had to fight them. There was only one way to prevent this from ever happening… Changing the past. I know… I know it sounds impossible, but with Naga’s help, we could change time to prevent Grima ever rising.”

“There’s a treasure in Ylisse, known as the fire emblem. As long as you have the 5 gemstones, you can do anything. It was how Validar resurrected Grima. After Grima’s rising, we had to seek out the 5 gemstones, and perform an ancient ceremony. Through this method we could alter the timeline. It took months to find them all and recover them, but we did. Somehow, we all lived that long, now in our middle teens.”

          He paused, to bring out a locket of his pocket, inside a picture of his parents. Laslow threw it over to Marx.

“Those are my parents, so to speak. Going back in time meant we lost our past. We’d meet people who looked like our parents, but they weren’t. That was the hardest thing. We had to fight alongside people who reminded us of the people who we’d lost… Anyway…  At first, we had to hide for 2 years until Lucina, our leader, had recieved help from Chrom and my father and all the others to recruit us. As a result of us returning back in time, Risen too followed. The land was soon overwhelmed with the monsters… There were events we had to change, such as Lady Emmeryn’s death… Though we only changed the method of her death. We were able to save Basilio’s life, as well as Chrom’s. We thought we’d changed time, it all looked well…. I’d saved my father… Or so I thought… The Robin of my timeline- Grima- had followed us back in time too. Once again he sacrificed his life to bring Grima to this world.”

“Remember what I told you about the only way to kill Grima? It was by his own blood… The blood my father held. We had two choices. We could either put Grima into another slumber, but push him upon a future generation or… My father could sacrifice his life and kill Grima once and for all… He was a good man, my father… You can guess which one he went for, can’t you? Alongside my friends and family, and with the help of Naga, we fought the Fell Dragon and… We won. At a cost. 

          A longer pause as he took the time to wipe his tears, and dry his face now.

“Months had passed, my mother pregnant with the me of that world. We searched Ylisse day after day, week after week, and month after month hoping he would return. Naga warned us he may never return but we never gave up believing. We were going to give up hope when we found him again… I only stayed for another few months with my family before all of us were born in that world… It just didn’t feel right. I had to leave. It wasn’t my home, no matter what they said. I left for the outrealm gates and ended up here…”

“The mark is proof that I hold the blood of Grima himself… That’s why I didn’t want to show you it. Because I’m ashamed of it, it’s not something you go off showing everyone. Even if it holds no meaning in your world, it does in mine. People used to stare, think me a freak, a monster. Like I had a choice for having this scar, but I don’t. Inside me is potential to destroy an entire world…”