#camilla support

[minorindech]

(A kiss?) "Well, well... Aren't you just a darling little thing, though?" Almost too cute for such a rowdy game. Camilla supposed that had never stopped the more adventurous of their cohort from partaking. With a giggle, she leaned into the booth, planting a kiss of her own onto the crown of the girl's own purple tresses. "There."

Bernadetta’s still riding the high of proving Linhardt wrong for once that she doesn’t notice the next person until she’s practically standing right in front of her. The realization makes Bernie jump and curse herself quietly, because of course she would let one thing going right distract her so much oh goddess Bernie you can be such a stupid fool.

“H-hello, I, um...”

Oh...Oh wow she’s tall. 

Bernie is very certain that she’s gawking at the woman in front of her, but can she really be blamed for that? She’s tall and pretty and Bernie is doing her best to respectfully avoid the obvious right in front of her and she’s kind of intimidating in a way that reminds her of Lady Edelgard and she isn’t really doing anything beyond standing there but Bernadetta knows deep in her soul that this woman could probably destroy her with her pinkie and there’s a weird kind of terrifying respect to that.

Bernie practically shrieks when she leans down and kisses the top of her head, so caught off guard by the action. She splutters, hands flying up to cover her head as she tries to string a thought together.

“I...you...that isn’t...I mean you can but you’re not...I’m supposed to!” Bernie lets out a strangled wail buries her face in her hoodie. She was red again, she knew it... “I’m supposed to be the one kissing you.” She whines into the fabric.

She’s managed to recover herself just a bit when she finally pulls her face back out, pouting slightly as she gestures nervously at her classmate. “Um. Could you just...lean down a little, please?”

[ladyoftactics]

Parental Figures||Robyn & Camilla

@affectionateterror

Robyn could’ve never anticipated getting dragged into an otherworldly war would bring her to meet so many people hailing from different worlds— most of which were heroes of their world. They also happened to be royalty. After referring to Chrom and Lissa without any formal titles for so long, the Tactician subconsciously feared she would disrespect someone without knowing. Luckily, it was because of these thoughts, she managed to remember her ‘lords’, ‘ladies’, and whatnot.

As she went about her patrol route, pondering what she should get done next, she couldn’t help but feel like she was being watched. It was strange— Tharja hadn’t been around to stalk her. Eyes scanned the general area until they landed upon lavender locks.

“Lady Camilla! Is something troubling you?”

[backswordforhire-blog]

rented services [camilla&saber]

@affectionateterror

Travelling for his services wasn’t unusual. Sometimes when you got hired, you wandered about for a bit before you got your pay. That was fine. The discovery of these outrealm gates, however, made the idea of travelling for work all the stranger.

He grumbled to himself as he made his way through the halls of this strange castle. It was dark out. Not the regular kind of dark either, there was something strange about the darkness that covered this country, though he couldn’t place what it was. He huffed to himself, running a hand through his hair. The sooner he could return home, the better.

He soon arrived at the door he’d been instructed to wait outside. Royals. It would’ve been so much easier to have just met on the lower levels of the castle. That this...princess? dragged him all the way up here just to talk was frustrating.

He almost longed for the last princess he’d worked for, far better conditions.

Reluctantly, he knocked on the door and waited. Should he call out? Introduce himself? You’d think some servant would’ve been falling over themselves to keep him from screwing up. Ah well.

[haikusandstareyes-blog]

Oh, how do these little poems go again? 'the pretty girl hides... and the lion hunts for food. she survives the day!' How delightful. Tell me one of yours..?

Mitama stiffens at the remark. “Oh, Lady Camilla...what a pleasure to see you doing well...but I must know who you are calling a lion hunting?” She should be more cautious when visiting Nohr, it seems.

“Ah...of course, Lady Camilla...” One can not demand art, she would normally argue, an adamant advocate of art coming natural. But against the more...intimidating Nohrian princess, she couldn’t help but feel the need to comply.

She hestitated a moment before clearing her voice. “The lion paces / her hunting ground full of choice / pretty girl trembles.”

[dxstine-prince-blog]

learning the ropes || corrin&camilla

@affectionateterror

Corrin stood outside of Camilla’s room. The boy was quite nervous, he didn’t want to bother his older sister from her duties. That, and he couldn’t stand Beruka’s death glare from across the corridor. It’s not as if he’s going to hard Camilla...

“Well, I suppose it’s either now or never...” The prince raised his hand and gently knocked on the door. “C-Camilla...? I hope you don’t mind me intruding...” He slowly pushed the door open, as to not cause any noise.

“I’m coming in...”

[gentlenekomata]

Her steps are wobbly as she approaches, the half finished drink not her first of the night. A new year was a time for change? So she would start by being a little kinder to her former enemies. After all, they were all on the same team now right?

And Sakura was just so adorable.

"A very happy new year to you Sakura!" Camilla placed a kiss on the girl's cheek, and then another on the girl's forehead. After all, she regarded Sakura with (almost) as much affection as her own siblings. It wasn't her fault she was born on the wrong side of the bottomless canyon.

The celebrations has been very joyous and merry and despite her little absence for taking care of some former errands at the homeland, she couldn't renounce the company of some of the many friends she had at the monastery. Among them, even though the past has not been very pleasent with them, there was Camilla, the beautiful older sister and princess of Nohr, a woman with whom Sakura had actually the plasure to share many cute and interesting events, especially evenings.

"A-Ah, Camilla" she was a little startled by the attempt, but it was mostly due to the embarassing vicinity of their faces and lips, "Happy new year to you too" she merrily added, helping out the slightly drunk woman while placing an arm around her waist, "I'm always happy to share these little moments together" she was always amazed by the delicacy and tenderness of Camilla, making her believe that maybe all the bad things that happened in the past, wasn't exactly due to them.

"Let's hope it's a good year for real" she lastly chirped, resting her head on her body, feeling the spirit of the festivities and letting herself go and rest by Camilla's side; she would always be there for her, after all.

[gentlenekomata]

🧃🧃"Oh darling I hope you aren't too banged up!" Camilla slipped her an extra juice box and a warm smile.

As soon as she eyed her favourite big sister (without taking anything away from Hinaka, of course!), Sakura couldn't help but candidly smile at the receiveing of something so refreshing and comfortable after a battle that seemed like an eternity to her.

"You always know how to cheer me up!" she warmly said, picking up the juicy from her pale hands and genuinely shared a smile. "I hope that nobody has hurt you badly, evne though I know you're the strongest woman I've ever known!" she giggled , sipping from the newly acquired drink, happy to be able to share some deep yet simple moments with important people of her life.

[sweetestest-ninja]

Son, I feel like it's time for dessert. Would you like a more Nohrian treat, with plenty of whipped cream, or shall I see if the kitchens have the products for moe-chee?

Asugi had been feeling pretty down about all the upset faces he’d left behind as he came here. So the thought of getting some sweets in his belly made him perk up fast.

“Oh!” A small giggle at the way she pronounced mochi. It sounded so foreign on her lips! “Yeah, Nohrian desserts sound good! I’d love to learn from the best! Are we going to go make it together?”