#awakenedfctes

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{ @awakenedfctes || SAKURA }

Niles was sitting alone looking miserable. Not being able to speak was only causing issues for him thus far. Sure talking upset more people but he didn’t care. He liked seeing their reactions whenever he spoke. No one was even worried about the fact that Hayato had admitted he didn’t know how to undo the spell. They were just relieved that Niles wasn’t talking anymore.

The man looked about, seeing if he could spot Leo or Odin. Surely they would remove the curse for him. Instead though, he saw Princess Sakura.

But maybe a healer could remove a curse? The outlaw waved to her, hoping to get her advice or at least a few pointers to where Leo or Odin happened to be.

[emblemcraft]

@awakenedfctes

It had been about a week since the Shepherds had found and recruited Mina, but she still hadn’t spoken much to her older brother, Laurent. Perhaps she was trying to involve the inherent awkwardness of the situation, given the drastic lowering of the age gap between them. While Laurent may not have seen her for only a little under a year, for her it had been an entire six.

But, this would have to be addressed at some point. Might as well get it over with, right?

“...Laurent?” Mina spoke up as she approached.

[sub-aki]

@awakenedfctes (in response to this ask)

“It’s fine, it was just one archer this time!” he insists, despite the arrow sticking prominently out of his shoulder. Gods, of course it hits the one spot his armor doesn’t cover. Just his luck.

[fatedsummoner]

@awakenedfctes liked for a one liner!

“Just so you and I are both on the same page... we’re both just going to accept that the Aether raid just randomly spawned a resort for everyone, right?” 

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@awakenedfctes

“You realize Aizawa-sensei is going to have our heads if we’re late today.” Takumi crossed his arms at his friend, uniform already on and bag over his shoulder. He stayed at the other’s dorm that night for a study fest turned movie night instead and now he had to drag the other out of bed. “Come on. It’s just one day before our weekend. Get up!”

    Bakugou couldn’t help but groan in      at his friends words, finally looking     up at the other blond past his blanket.     Study night is what it was supposed      to be, but truthfully that all went out     the window the moment Netflix got     involved. Sitting up, he sighed as     his head just hung for a moment.     Still waking up before he even      attempted putting his uniform on. 

           “Fucking-- Fine. I’m up, I’m up.             .... Where the hell did I throw my             pants yesterday?”

    Ah the joy of not being a morning person.

[stxllarxclipsx-a-blog]

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✦✧   "Oh, an extra dose of nutmeg would really make this pie pop!" Garon hummed, working in the mess hall and cooking for the other soldiers. He really seemed to enjoy cooking, despite being once a fearsome and evil king. ✧✦

[kinshiking]

@awakenedfctes

             “ You’re getting better at wielding a weapon, Sakura. I’m impressed. You’ll be better than me in no time. “ They had barely begun training today and his youngest sibling had already managed to knock his wooden sword from his hands not once, but twice. To disarm one’s enemy was all too impressive, especially for someone who’d only started to wield a weapon recently.

[tmavakrasa]

@awakenedfctes

              Cheers echoed throughout the square, a celebration was occurring beyond the walls of Hoshido’s capital. Finally, there had been progress with the war. The people could not help but rejoice when they had received news that one of the Nohrian royals had been captured and taken as a prisoner. The people hoped to see the prisoner publicly humiliated, or perhaps executed for their cruelty. Something cruel and serious, to show Nohr that Hoshido was not a country to be trifled with let alone taken lightly. 

                              Children pushed between the legs of adults to get a glimpse of the shackled bound lavender-haired beauty; she yanked along by the chains with enough force to purposely make her trip in her low heels. The soldiers chuckled, sneered and called her the lowest but the shouts of the people rang through the air. Rocks, and rotten food were tossed in her direction falling or hitting her feet. Despite the treatment, scarlet hues held dignity as she was forced along. She had given up digging her heels into the ground and trying resist being pulled. But she would be reprimanded whenever she resisted. Her eyes locked on the palace with disdain as she was pushed forward and brought to the throne room. Heels would skid in refusal against the mahogany colored carpet; she soon found herself on her falling to her knees before the Empress of Hoshido.              Empress Mikoto's carnelian hues looked upon the princess with grimness etched into her features; when she had heard her men had captured a royal she was concerned to whom it may be. Her eyes flick to her four step-children as they entered the throne room to access the situation alongside her.  Silently, she studies the princess noting that despite being bound and forced to her knees. There was calmness in her features. This revealed to Mikoto that the princess of Nohr was not afraid of the Hoshidans, nor was she afraid to die. But, Mikoto did desire to know why Princess Camilla had been traveling through a Hoshidan pass.         Clearing her throat Mikoto begins to speak in front of her children and their prisoner; she picks up the sound of a disdained mutter from Hinoka who crosses her arms and proceeds to glare at Camilla. “Princess Camilla, you are a prisoner of Hoshido from this day on.  I am going to speak with my children about what is to be done with you.” Mikoto explains to Camilla folding her hands together, at last the Nohrian royal speaks with a smirk tugging at her lips. "Do what you wish to me. I will not reveal anything, nor will I show fear to the likes of you. If I die, I die."

             Mikoto quirked a brow at this but merely held her hands folded together; she pursed her lips as she glanced towards her sons. An idea coming to her mind. But, she speaks up. “Takumi, Ryoma what do you think we should do with our prisoner?” Mikoto hums  she wanted to hear how her sons would go about having a royal prisoner before them now. In a way it was the Empress's way of testing her sons' growth and maturity; she wanted to see how they would go about this. Would they be quick to have this prisoner be executed? Or would they have her tortured first in hopes of gaining information? Camilla's gaze also sweeps back to the princes and she merely smirked at them with that infamous glint in her eyes.               Camilla looked over the four siblings; oh if only the tables were turned. What fun she could have with the royal siblings; what she would do to those princes. Both were extremely handsome; she could already see herself adding to any possible collection of scars to their bodies. She felt a cruel smirk play across her face; she chuckled slightly clearly bemused by the situation. "Oh yes my sweet princes, tell us what you wish to do with me~ Naughty things? Cruel things?." She exhales revealing a bit of her masochistic side.

           Ryoma the eldest was extremely handsome, but his younger brother he was more refined. A softer form he possessed, good looking and almost innocent in comparison to his elder brother. At least that was what she could tell from her view; her brows lifted slightly as she locked eyes with Takumi before playfully winking at him.