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[etxrnaleclipse]

@deintegro liked for a Theo starter!

"You know... it's going to get to the point where people think you enjoy spending time with your bees more than me." There was a teasing tone to Theo's voice, not to be taken seriously, and the smirk that accompanied the words only added to it as he looked over at Abraham.

[princess--cynthia]

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For the last few days, Cynthia had been trying to plan something extravagant and over the top for her husband. She was still slightly upset at all the wasted effort, but came around for a simple reason - she might enjoy massive public displays of devotion and appreciation, but the tactician was a different person. He would probably appreciate something a bit more reserved.

"Good morning." Cynthia giggled as he woke up, leaning over the bed. For once she'd managed to wake up before him, although the small bags under her eyes suggested that she wasn't entirely happy with this. "You remember what day it is, right?"

She didn't give him a chance to answer, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away and sliding a tray onto his lap. She couldn't cook to save her life, but she could beg her mother to make something for him, and that was...probably close enough.

"Eat up. Morgan's looking after little Micaiah, she'll be in later." She said cheerfully, sitting down next to him. "Virion's doing your paperwork and we're nowhere near any enemy forces. You've got no excuse not to take the day off. Happy birthday, Robin."

[convxction]

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“Robin! I’m not jesting with you! Speak up! What is going on with Morgan!?”

[feignedblood]

The Thinker

The Thinker: Do you often find yourself getting lost in thought? What is it usually about?

    Honestly? Yes, I do. More often than anything really. I spend a lot of time getting lost in my thoughts. Sometimes it’s about life and responsibilities, getting so caught up in it all I stress myself out. Most of the time though I get lost in fantasies of worlds I’ll never visit. It’s a kind of escapism I suppose. But it also is what lead me to becoming an artist. Writing and drawing gives me an outlet for all the strange thoughts and jumbled worlds I get lost in. And even then, I still find myself sinking into them on a regular basis. Even when doing normal, daily tasks like making coffee. Perhaps in an attempt to make my life more interesting? Honestly, I don’t know why or how I do it anymore. Just that I do and it’s become a large part of my life. It’s given me a very active imagination.

[haleyylisse]

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"Hey, Dad." Haley said absently, resting her feet on the tactician's table as she leaned back in his chair. She was focused on the small pattern she was slowly stitching into the sleeve of her new jacket - which was, in and of itself, only half-finished. Judging from the scattered scraps of leather throughout the office, she must have run out of material to finish the left sleeve.

Finishing with the blue thread, she picked up the red and wove it through the needle, finally glancing up at her father once she'd tied it off in the needle. Snipping off a bit of overdrawn blue with a knife and tossing it to the floor, she mumbled around the pair of pins in the corner of her mouth. "Can you come back later? I'm almost done."

The tinge of sarcasm thrown into the slightly slurred words was obvious to anyone listening closely enough. Even Haley wasn't sure if she was just being passive-aggressive or...well, no, it was absolutely passive-aggressive. She just didn't know if it was mocking how he usually chose to dismiss her whenever she tried to spend time with him, or an incredibly unsubtle hint that he could at least get a second chair in his office so they could at least be in the same room. 

Technically there WAS a couch, but given her mother's approach to 'spending time' with her father, she really, really didn't trust it. At least her father would probably wipe off the desk afterwards...

[convxction]

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The prince continues his ‘chords of steel’ training unaware of the COMICAL scene outside his tent feat the startled Robin. Blue eyes darts to the source of the voice who spoke to him. “Haa..Ro--cough Robin?”The prince turns to face the tactician, “Yeah. Hm? No, I’m all good. Ah, you came because I was yelling? Weird, I thought Miriel notified everyone--didn’t you?” Chrom glances back to where the mage was sitting, taking notes. She looks up to them, with her nonchalant gaze then offer a simple yes then back to the notes between her hands. 

“Perhaps you did not get the notification. It’s a project she’s conducting. Something about yelling relieving the stress and whatnot.” Chrom looks back at Robin then notices the what-it-seems-like coffee smudge. “Are you alright? W-why are you limping? What happened to you??”

What in Naga’s name did the tactician do to suffer from all these damages? 

[princess--cynthia]

Wedding Day || Cynthia & Robin

Reposted starter for @deintegro’s over-studious and late ass

Some days Cynthia had difficulty believing it was all real. She’d grown so used to living in a world of nightmares, hunted in her waking hours by creatures out of myth and in her dreams by her own twisted imagination, that she’d long ago stopped trying to draw a line between her fantasies and reality. It made her overly cheerful, sometimes even frustrating to be around - but it was one of the few ways to cope.

Which was why when she woke up to find that Robin wasn’t in their bed, she’d originally had another moment of despair, thinking that she’d somehow dreamed the entire affair. Thankfully the man had left a note on the pillow to reassure her, as she slowly picked it up and blinked blearily until the words came into focus.

Cynthia,

I know you prefer me to still be there when you awake, but the others insisted that it’s bad luck to see your bride on the day of the wedding. There’s some tea on the table for you, should you need your nerves calmed.

Sincerely, Robin.

Going off of the stains on the note, it looked like Cynthia wasn’t the only one who needed some tea to calm her nerves. The princess broke into a grin, remembering that it was all real - and that she was getting married today, of all things. How had she forgotten that?

“Because you’re a dunce. Duh. Now hurry up, you’re behind schedule!” Severa’s sarcastic voice sounded from outside the tent, making Cynthia drop the note in surprise. She hadn’t even realized she had said that part out loud, nevermind loudly enough for her bridesmaids to hear her from outside. She hastily scrambled out of bed, grabbing the cold cup of tea and gulping it down as fast as she could before throwing on her uniform and meeting the two women outside. Severa was scowling at her, while Lucina just looked…more exasperated than anything else.

“Honestly, Cynthia. Only you could try and sleep through your own wedding after not shutting up about it for a month.” Her sister said wearily. Cynthia stuck her tongue out at the older girl, knowing that it was far from the mature response she should be showing in public - a lesson that she’d never really get the hang of. Lucina just sighed, shaking her head with a small smile on her face. “Brat.”

“Bitch.” Cynthia replied without missing a beat, before clapping her hands together with a smile. “Alright! So, where are we going to get me dressed up? You two insisted on doing all the planning with Mother, I’ve got no clue what I’m doing.”

“We did all the planning because if you did it you’d try and get into your wedding dress by diving towards it from out of a tree or something.” Severa grumbled. Cynthia did not deny it. “Look, just…follow me, okay? I’ve got it under control.”

“If you say so.” Cynthia shrugged, stepping into pace behind the two girls as they wandered off. A few moments later she couldn’t contain herself any longer, letting out a squeal of glee and pulling both of them into a one-armed hug. “I’m getting married!”

“We know! Stop hugging us! Gawds, please tell me you’re not going to be like this all day…”

[invisibleimpossibilities]

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let me lov on sum urls || @deintegro

FIRST OFF I'm hoping finals went okay / are going okay? I miss my twinnie mun sm, they left me all alone with our book baby why ;n; (j/k its okay). I just sit here wiggling my legs waiting like an impatient child for more activity because every post from them is a gift, even when it's writing I can't read that makes me worry or silly little things.

But also the worldbuilding and headcanon ones are amazing, I've mentioned their talent with scenecrafting before and those just end up another beautiful expression of their wonderful and detailed imagination, I mean wow. Also every rp post has equal amounts of care, like thoughts and body language are intricate and really get across Robin's tediousness even in the overall feel of every post? good stuff.

I got distracted with writing but alSO, Kosame was another one of my original followers and was so very very encouraging. Like how uplifting is it to hear things from another person who has the same muse that you're starting off okay? And also seeing someone else older in a really young fandom haha. How bad did I or does anyone need that when starting off all insecure and stuff, and they continue to be so supportive, I'm lov my Kosame.

They can be so hard on themself and I hope they know how wonderful they really are. In writing and art, and I can tell they're super smart with some of the references we can play off each other too. A kind and creative and hard working good, good bean who deserves the best and to achieve everything they want and especially some inner peace, I think. Absolute doll A+, I cry.