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[endlessriddles]

Dropping Robin (M) from Fire Emblem and Yang Xiao Long of RWBY. Robin was the Ruler of Gula and Yang was on Luxuria.

Robin and Yang have been dropped!

- daddy mod

[endlessriddles]

Scales are about to be tipped. On prior reserve, here's Robin (M) from Fire Emblem! App is under /app or by clicking the "Roster" link on the main blog!

Welcome, Robin!

You’ll be given the Demon of Wrath, Satan.You are summoned to the island of Gluttony, Gula.As the first eligible to occupy said island, please don’t forget to submit us your desired island rules.

Enjoy your stay.

- BABY MOD ♥ 

[bowfxire]

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Noire felt helpless as she stood in front of the freezer at the grocery store near her apartment.  She could hardly tell the difference between most of the food aside from the packaging, and since she only partially understood the cooking instructions she was afraid of picking up anything to advanced.  Of course, she had to pick something to eat.  This was quickly becoming a highly stressful shopping expedition.

She tittered nervously as she looked between the two boxes of pizza’s in her hands, nearly about to give up on this particular adventure and just pick up on cereal when she saw an oddly familiar face at the end of the aisle inspecting a tub of ice cream.  Noire looked down at the pizza’s one last time before shoving them back in the freezer.  She needed to investigate this first.

“Robin?  Is that you?  Ah, I didn’t expect to see you around...”

[borderlinemaiden]

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Reimu was about to rudely dismiss the strangely clothed passerby as just another weirdo (she’d her fill of those), when she caught eye of the book in his hand. It’s appearance was awfully similar to the sorcery books she’d seen the mages back in Gensokyo page through so often, maybe even like the youma books at Suzunaan. If it was the latter, it was dangerous, exactly something the shrine maiden had hoped to not encounter upon coming here.

「 Hey, 」 she says, suddenly at the stranger’s side. 「 What kind of book is that? 」

[ghostlyvamp-blog]

✉

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[text]: Excuse me but I’ve heard about you and your magic. I hope it’s not to much to ask for some help in solving a formula with me?

Ah, perhaps it’d be better if she spoke to him in person...?

[aokyori-blog]

✉ @ ✆

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

To: MiniaturobinFrom: Aoko

[message]: Are you okay? I hope you’re okay! Can you text back if you’re okay-ish sized?

[UNABLE TO CONNECT TO NETWORK]

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

To: MiniaturobinFrom: Aoko

[message]: Ao k o doe snt li  ke t hhe th un der[message]: i h hop pe y ou res a  fe

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

To: MiniaturobinFrom: Aoko

[message]: Aoko woke up and saw fifteen messages from you last night, and I only have two questions.[message]: A) Why were you up at 4 AM, and B) how do you manage to accidentally drunk dial Santa Claus.

[aokyori-blog]

Small...?

Send 'Small' for my character's reaction to yours being shrunken to the size of a mouse.

“Oh no! Are you okay?” Aoko was totally not freaking out. Okay, maybe a little. Or a lot. Who knows, she was always like this.

She crouched down to inspect the now-tiny Robin, thankful that she had spotted him and not stepped on him.

(Also thankful that she was wearing pants at the moment.)

“Uh, uuuuuh, is there a way to change you back? It’s not permanent, is it?” Okay, now she was freaking out. “Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure you’ll be fine! Just- don’t get stepped on!”

[aokyori-blog]

✿

Is it bad that I really wanted to Fire Emblem AU this-send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number: 13

“Eh-? A tactician? Really?!”

Aoko was learning quickly that most people weren’t how they appeared, and Robin was no exception. She had first assumed him to be a mild-mannered type of person, somebody she could befriend and who was easy to be around.

Well, she wasn’t exactly wrong, per se, but the whole magic, swords and armies, oh my! thing threw her for a loop. She was definitely disbelieving at first, but she could see it in him. He was intelligent, wise beyond his years, and she wouldn’t doubt that he would be indispensable on the battlefield.

Not that she knew what it was like out there, but she could imagine (even if just a fraction of the reality).

“That’s amazing,” she said in awe, before she seemed to have a mild epiphany. He was leagues beyond her when it came to, well, everything, and she had to mind herself around him. Maybe she was just so used to being around popular people (although popularity and maturity didn’t exactly go hand-in-hand, if her best friend had anything to say about it), but she had forgotten her manners along the way.

She gently reached out to raise his arm up towards her and pressed a feather-light kiss to the back of his hand. “That’s how you do it, right?” She asked, before smiling brightly. She had been taught that it was a sign of respect before, and she hoped it translated into his culture, as well. “Aoko is honored to be in your presence.”