[ Why am I tempted to do a Chrom blog,,,, ]
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The Stonewall Inn
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Love Begins

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[ Why am I tempted to do a Chrom blog,,,, ]
Of course, I had to draw some christmas-y DioRonan.. Obviously Ronan gathered those outfits together.
thesilencedarrow:
“…!!!..”
Oh no! C-Certainly not! Her expression seemed to say, and she waved her hands in front of her as if to dispute his words. She knew Eirian was not one to compliment people lightly, but she was still bashful of his words despite herself. Normally quite cool-headed, the silent sniper could be reduced to a blushing mess at even just one of his compliments, and he likely knew it well.
She regained her composure after a brief moment’s sputtering.
I saw them on a recent scouting and thought of you, so I brought some back with me. She signed, her gaze gentle. Moments like these… moments of peace in times of war were few and far between, but she cherished them nonetheless.
How are you holding up, though? I heard your group took some injuries during the last skirmish?
Ah, her expression. Eirian couldn’t help but smile even more at that. A small chuckle left the sage and brown eyes had softened as they gazed upon the sniper. That was one thing that he wouldn’t exchange for anything else in the world. Though, an eyebrow raised at the other’s signing, his head tilting aside for a moment- of course, he waited a moment to see if she was done before finally answering.
“Ah, I’m fine! It’s more the others that have suffered injuries seeing that I had kept away from the front lines this time.”
He spoke out, closing his eyes for a moment as he turned his head away. After all, a bit hard to suffer from injuries if your enemies had an hard time even hitting you. They did try to, but perhaps, the blond’s magic had been too much for their skill level.
“What about you, though?”
@spellknight | [ Continued from here ]
Shoulders were raised into a shrug as the demon’s gaze wandered off, arms being folded upon his chest after a few moments. Perhaps, Ronan thought it was good, but if it hadn’t been for the Asmodian’s intervention, he would have been overwhelmed far too easily. Amaranth eyes glanced back over to the knight, the tip of his tail raising slightly as it kept swaying back and forth- showing that he still had his attention upon the other.
“..Perhaps, to you.”
Dio finally whispered, a sigh leaving his lips shortly after he was done speaking, eyelids falling close for now. Mortals were so.. strange. But then again there he was, tagging along with a few of them. It did come to his mind on multiple occasions to just leave them be, seeing most of them were rather.. uninteresting. However, there was something about Ronan that kept him about and the Asmodian prince still had to put his finger on what.
“Let’s go, the others are probably waiting for us.”
His words were murmured as he turned on his heels, eventually starting to walk away from the other. Surely, he would be able to patch himself quickly while they made their way.. right?
... I completely forgot about this blog yes. ]
“I ain’t afraid
Of dancing with death.”
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Independent; Private; Mutuals only; Crossover Friendly; 18+ NSFW; dark themes
Trevor Belmont
[HEAVILY INSPIRED FROM NETFLIX SERIES.]
Castlevania III | Castlevania ; Curse of Darkness | Castlevania Netflix verses.
Penned by; Sieghart.
[ I’m aware of the stuff I owe and need to reply to but RL has been kicking my ass mood wise, really sorry about that ;; I’ll get to stuff eventually, I’m just.. really slow at the moment.
On another note, I might add a few Castlevania muses to this blog.. <.<. ]
@thesilencedarrow | [ Continued from here! ]
Ah, there it was.
The very rare smiles that Fuil would give him sometimes- and each time it did show up, it always would brighten the sage’s day. Did his own smile just get even bigger because of that? Indeed, it did. Not that he minded.
“Thank you for these, Fuil! Though, I still believe that your smiles are a better gift than anything else!”
Of course, it wasn’t meant in any bad ways but more of a he enjoyed seeing her smile- seeing that with war being around and about, it was difficult to actually enjoy some peace at times. Mostly due to the dull feeling of having to always watch out for anything.
"I don't need this now."
Five Word Prompts. | [ Link ] | Still Accepting! | @frelians
“Innes, I–..”
He stopped himself from speaking, his head lowering as he casted his gaze away. No, he could see it- he could feel it. The sniper didn’t want to hear none of what he had to say- for that he had gone forth and arranged himself a marriage- after all, he did need a heir. And after what had happened between them and the silence hanging for too long, Ephraim had thought that he wouldn’t see the other again.
Biting his lower lip, the lance-wielder couldn’t bring himself to look up- no, he felt ashamed of himself. To have thought that Innes wouldn’t want to see him again after the fight they had before.. It was foolish of him.
“..I… I’m sorry.”
The words were murmured, loud enough to reach the other’s ears as the teal haired male turned on his heels, eyelids falling shut. He thought he had made a good decision- but he felt stuck now. While he still held feelings for the Frelian king, he didn’t want to end his wedding so.. abruptly. After all, he was King of Renais- he felt like he couldn’t do that. Placing his hands against his desk, he shook his head- hanging it low afterward. There was so much he wanted to say but words would stop in the middle of his throat.
Gods damn it.
“I’ll.. be fine with whatever you decide to do– I’ll be fine with it, if.. you decide to hate me.”
[ Tag dump for a few more! As well as I have revamped my muse list page though I still need to re-add Hien and Haurchefant to the list as well as find some icons for a few characters but I’m tired of poking at it. ]
{spellknight} - “it’s just a cut, really.”
@spellknight | [ To Dio ]
Amaranth eyes gazed upon the knight, his tail slowly swaying back and forth as he remained silent, watching the other. Judging by how he was trying to dismiss it as well as trying to hide it the best he could, it wasn’t just a simple cut. A small sigh left the Asmodian as he stepped forward, his non clawed hand reaching out to grab Ronan’s wrist- pulling it away from the ‘cut’ itself.
“Your behavior truly betrayed you about that, Ronan.”
His voice was quiet but loud enough for the blue haired man to hear him clear enough. Letting go of the other’s wrist, he turned on his heels and took a few steps back toward where he had been previously standing. But with a swift hand motion and sparks of his magic, he tossed a roll of bandages over to the other.
"Here, you might have more use of it than me.”
{thesilencedarrow} Fuil is just going to gently place a crown of daffodils on Eirian's head.
@thesilencedarrow
Oh. He’s going to just smile at her once the flower crown is set on his head. The blond is very okay with this- eventually taking one of the flowers and reaching over- just to place it gently into Fuil’s hair.
[ List of characters I’m highkey (maybe) gonna add;
Saleh [FE8]
Alan [FE6]
Pent [FE7]
Kent [FE7]
Perceval/Percival [FE6]
Cormag [FE8]
Artur [FE8]
mmmm yes. ]
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
[ drabble based on this ] | @frelians, special mention of @lunarcrusades‘s Eirika.. ww
If there had been one thing he didn’t expect when Innes visited over once more- it was the fact that he had now a fiancée. Once the sniper had explained everything, the words had weighted heavily on Ephraim’s mind, but by his behavior, it was clear that his world had been shattered. He wasn’t going to blame Innes for this, for that he could see in his eyes that it also pained him.
But all he could do was ask him to leave- and when he did, Ephraim waited, making sure that they were far enough so that no one could hear him. One hand resting upon his desk while the other had covered his mouth to stop any sound from coming out, his legs slowly gave up, forcing the king of Renais to sit on the floor, head leaning against the side of his desk.
He would be fine.. would he?
At this point he wasn’t sure, he didn’t even want to face Innes anymore.
A choked sob left his throat as he closed his eyes. He had been too late.. had he? And just when he had gathered enough courage to finally open up about this.. only to have his hopes shattered that easily. He wasn’t even mad about that, he was mad at himself- about the fact that he should have stepped up sooner but his fears actually had gotten a hold of him before, stopping him from fully doing so.
Yet, he knew that Innes wouldn’t be happy.
Just by the way he had been acting- from what Ephraim had seen before he had turned away to hide his face, he knew. Though he was pulled out of his thoughts once he heard a familiar voice- his sister calling to him. Blue eyes gazed over to her but words didn’t find their way out past his lips- instead he wouldn’t move, letting her pull him into an embrace. If there was one person that was quite aware of this- it had been her. And he knew that he had been able to trust her with that.
With her stroking his hair, Ephraim sniffled- shifting his position so that he could hide his face against her shoulder, arms moving to loosely wrap around her waist. A murmured apologize eventually found its way past his lips.
He knew well enough that he wouldn’t be able to forget everything.
..no matter how hard he tried.
frelians:
That mischievous look took him back to the moment when they both first started this journey together…
“Oh?”
Innes grinned as he felt a pair of arms embracing him. Their lips were only just centimeters away from each other now and he desperately wanted to close that small gap. He wanted to ravish Ephraim; he wanted to pull on that green hair of his and mess him up until the next morning. The footsteps that were periodically heard outside the room both exhilarated and frightened the Frelian king. Though he still hated that their relationship had to be kept a secret. In public they had to pretend they were their old selves - rivals. It wouldn’t be until they had privacy, if that were even possible at times, he was rewarded with tender kisses.
But how long could they keep this up until one of them snaps?
Innes feared it’d be him sooner than later. They would of course come to when and if that arrives, but for now he’d make sure he’d love Ephraim as much as he deserved.
“Because you’re worth the risk,” Innes accidentally muttered out from his thoughts. And instead of being bashful for being caught zoning out, he took action by pressing his lips into Ephraim’s with such desire and passion that it nearly overflowed.
Picking Ephraim up, Innes laid him across his own desk. Papers and knick knacks falling to the ground beneath the pair. Innes didn’t care. He was too distracted by this moment… too distracted by him.
“Lets forget about work today,” Innes whispered. He was at his limit and it was obvious, “I don’t want to think about our duties tonight.”
Innes’ silence made Ephraim raise a brow, almost speaking out a question but once the other spoke once more- whose words did not make a lot of sense due to how out of the blue they were- he went against it. Hell, even if he tried, he would have been silenced by the sniper leaning in to press his lips against his own. A content sigh fell from the lance-wielder’s lips- only to be muted into the kiss, eyelids falling shut as he responded to Innes’ actions- pressing against him and pushing his body even closer to the other’s.
He wanted the sniper’s embrace to last for a while- and by a while.. probably a few hours- maybe more, he wasn’t sure anymore.
But with being lifted up only to be laid upon his desk, Ephraim let out a small noise- showing that he had not expected his beloved to do such thing- not that he was going to complain about it. Fingertips danced their way back up and soon entangled themselves into the Frelian’s hair- as gently as they could manage at this very moment. With those whispered words, the teal haired male couldn’t help but grin.
How he had spent so many nights craving Innes’ touch.
“Then.. How about we discuss it later? Clearly we need some time for ourselves..~”
He whispered back, pausing for a moment as he shifted his position to be a bit more comfortable- as much as he could on top of his desk like this.
“Don’t you think?”
but the hurricane had [ m e r c y ].