#halfaknight

[illcutthrough]

@halfaknight​ // starter call.

Felix almost looks pleased at the sight of a particular familiar face. While there were people from Fódlan he had never wanted to see again (and a few he had already seen despite not wanting to), Ashe was someone whose company he actually (albeit often begrudgingly) enjoyed. He looked the other man over curiously before offering a gesture similar to a friendly wave, though it came with a little of his normal scowl.

[compactfighter]

halfaknight: caspar please calm down

“What do you mean calm down, there are bad guys around!”

[onelichtwolich]

@halfaknight 

Lup isn’t sure what compels her to do it.

It’s hard to know what your reaction’s gonna be to the shit until you’re deep in it, though. That’s something she knows from experience, and she doesn’t even have Taako to cope this time, so who knows what she’s going to do when that usual coping mechanism is so rudely thrust out the window. Tears sting her eyes and she’s not even entirely aware of what carries her there, all the goddamned way to Cotes Ward (Mami’s voice rings in her head, cruelly: “This is Cotes Ward. Are you lost?”), but she’s also not deterred by distance.

Right now, she’s kind of on autopilot. It’s what’s keeping her moving forward even when shit is so hideously, heinously fucked up. The anger she felt at learning Taako was here at one point... ...that’s still there, maybe that’s pushing her forward, and she’s relieved she has something that’s not despondency or depression to cling to. Feels productive. Feels empowering to be angry. Feels important to do something that’s not mope or light Barry’s room on fire or whatever the fuck.

So yeah, she shows up at Ashe’s door, even though he lives so far away. And yeah, they barely know each other but she’s so godsdamned thankful that he gave her some basic info (out of some misguided attempt to make sure she was okay, maybe?). It’s stupid, but when she gets there and knocks she knows she’ll just be relieved to see a kind face, because she’s trembling with rage but she needs--she needs--well, she needs--

“Hey, Ashe? It’s me, Lup, from the other day.” She’s proud of herself for how she’s keeping the tremble out of her voice. She wants to carry herself strong and tall and she wants to keep it together. She can do this. “Can I have a job?”

That’s too straightforward and out of nowhere, fuck. Lup isn’t thinking clearly and she curses inwardly. “Fuck.” And outwardly. “Sorry, what I meant to say is um, I’ve been cooking like my whole life, like ever since I was supes tiny, so I’m wicked good for it, and I need to like, blend in here so can I have a job?”

That’s not any better. “Fuck, I mean--I cooked before, like, that was one of my last jobs on the ship with my brother--”

Her voice cracks a little.

“I mean--uh, yeah. Not to brag but I’m pretty much awesome at making stuff taste good! You prob’ly couldn’t find anyone better, actually. If I’m being real. And I’m always hella real, you know I am.”

She forces a wobbly smile just in case he opens the door. 

[maxwildfire-blog]

👤+ raihan B)

“Rai’s really special to me. He’s one of my best friends, one of the people that knows me best in this world. It’s almost hard to really say how much he means to me, heh. I know I can trust him with anything, talk to him about anything, and he’s always there with an encouraging word. I don’t know where I’d be without him, really. It’s our rivalry, his constant challenging that brought me where I am today.”

“I always wanted to make everyone proud, but more than anything I wanted to make Hop and Raihan proud. Our friendship kinda…suffered a bit the more he lost, the more I won, and sometimes I wonder if it’s too much. Rivalry’s always good when it’s healthy, but when I see the way people talk about Raihan online sometimes, telling him to give up, telling him he sucks and that he’ll never beat me…”

“It just…it pisses me off, they don’t know what a hard worker he is. They don’t know how determined he is and how much he trains. All they know is what they see on his social media but…they just don’t know. He’s one of the most incredible people I’ve ever met and I wish more people saw that, and saw him as more than my rival. It’s what he deserves - he’s an amazing trainer in his own right.”

“I know he’ll beat me one day, and I await that day with baited breath.”

[adcinerem]

💰 — finance

growing up a mercenary, byleth has penny-pinching in his blood. he never wanted for much growing up, there was always food to go around, but he never had any desire for more luxurious items either. his toys were sparse, dingy things and he only had two or three throughout his childhood. the most infamous toy of his youth was a small misshapen ‘doll’ that was made of a simple green material all over, little red eyes and a little black smile sewn into its ‘face.’ in a fit of inspiration, he called it ‘greenman’ and any time jeralt would ask about what greenman was up to byleth had another ridiculous story to go with it, all told with the same serious expression as everything else he said.

so, to put it mildly, byleth is perfectly fine being ultimately pretty poor, and he continues to act poor even when he has infinite financial resources.

[origingened]

halfaknight said: -points to mirror- “That’s you!”

oooooh.........

they tilt their head from side to side.

they flip upside down.

they flip right side up again, then reach up to squish their cheeks together with their paws.

[volontedacier]

081. Is your character religious?

100 Random Character Development Questions

      Absolutely! Back in his life in the 1800s, he was just a religious as any average person in France. Not too overzealous, but he never neglected his faith. He would always give thanks to the Lord for all of the great things in his life as a man of the sea. But once Edmond was falsely accused and imprisoned for over a decade, his faith was certainly shaken. Yet despite all the agony and suffering, Edmond managed to cling to his faith… albeit with a twist to his thinking.

     While he never ended up denouncing his faith in God, he began to think that if God would not deliver punishment to the wicked men who made him suffer, then Edmond himself would have to do it for him. In a way, he felt as if he was playing God with his grand scheme of vengeance across Europe, taking it upon himself to do what the Lord seemingly refused to do.

     Twisted as it may be, perhaps that was simply his way to cope with all that happened– a means to justify the terrible things he would have to do for his plans to come together…

[landsharkbite]

Send me a  🥃 + a question for my muse to answer. If they refuse to answer, they have to take a shot.

@halfaknight​ asked:  🥃 + if you could forget the memory of one thing/event and relive the feeling of it again, what would it be?

“Uh...” You can answer this one. “That depends. Am I forgetting it again after?”

“Because getting my back torn open by a guy who wanted to gut me and sell my insides might not be the worst thing that ever happened to me, but I’d love to forget it.”