#forgottenlineage

[raine-verhart]

*whispers* make the baby

“But I already made a baby.”

Cue the blacksmith lifting up her daughter.

[riirainyrin]

forgottenlineage / nudelius

“The hell did I just walk into. Maybe I didn't get enough sleep...”

[brokenexalt]

Morgan stood across the room, smiling and waving at his sister. "Lucina!!" (hello dere--)

That voice she recognized. And of course, on this day she would have expected to see him. So the fact that he was approaching her, despite the fact that she was not looking at him did not surprise him. Stay away… She started to say in her head. This was a day that she did not even want to deal with any of them. It was hard enough for her as it was because of what had gone on in the past. Step…step…step. He was getting closer, and she could feel her breathing start to move into shorter breaths.

Can’t you understand this won’t help me? Another thought that was left unspoken. With the boy close, she finally couldn’t help it. “Get away.” She said, keeping her back to him. It was taking everything to keep Falchion inside of its sheath after all. Even if the boy would be confused, she was not going to be taking chances. Not on this day.

Brushing past him, she took off. She didn’t want to see his face. She did not want to get his reaction. She wanted him away and gone from her. everything from her time was building up inside of herself, and she was fighting having the tears overflowing. He was not her brother - her brother was a monster. And anyone that resembled him was also a monster. It was just how things went because of how much damage Morgan had done to her.

They…they’ve done so much to me. Why - just why do they keep approaching me? Even if different forms. She bit her lip, keeping her ears open. Moving down the halls, she kept on taking turns, avoiding the boy. Finally, she got outside and made her way on over towards a calm area. Looking off towards the pond, the tears finally started to fall down her face. Gah…why can’t I get over all of this? He doesn’t mean anything bad probably. But…

[challengemyfate-archive]

"Dance with me!" (because why not--)

Send “Dance with me” to pull my muse in for a slow dance.

When Morgan suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her on to the dance floor, Lucina let out a quiet yelp. She had never been that great at dancing, and the fact that she hadn’t been given any warning certainly didn’t help. She struggled briefly to try and stop herself from tripping over her dress, before taking his other hand for support.

“M-Morgan… You know that I don’t dance… Why do you want me to dance?” She asked quietly, looking at him uncertainly.