#ironbout

[crestofdaphnel-blog]

CONT. || @ironbout

              SHE WAS BEATEN AND BLOODY, the last battle had left more than just a mark on her -- her clothing reeked of blood, her fingers stained red. Ingrid couldn’t tell between what was hers and what was the enemies, not that it really mattered now. They had managed to drive them off... that was what was most important. Her wounds weren’t as bad, not compared to some of the others. Besides, what kind of knight would she be if she couldn’t even walk off injuries such as these ?? With a heavy sigh she looks towards Caspar, her dulled lance sat next to her, fingers gently grasping it -- out of habit, more than anything. She gives a roll of the shoulders as he asks his question before responding. 

“ I’ve been through worse -- it hurts for the moment but I’m sure that I’ll be all right. What about you ?? ”

[timecall]

🌹 "Sorry about your dad."

give a 🌹// SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING?

She’s outside now—that’s a good sign, isn’t it? Even if the life in her eyes, which had slowly been appearing, isn’t quite present; even if there seems to be a permanent slump to her shoulders, and a new sluggishness to her movements, it’s something, right? Outside and somewhere that isn’t her father’s grave. Baby steps.                 Byleth can’t really find herself focusing on much other than what happened, and so she chooses to focus on nothing at all. It isn’t particularly hard, considering it’d already been something of a habit of hers; sitting outside by the amiibo gazebo, looking at the trees but not really seeing them, vaguely hearing the steps and chatter of people melt into the background. Even Sothis remains quiet. She can convince herself of a moment of peace.                The sound of someone else’s voice closer than expected almost jolts her out of it, though the way she remains listlessly gazing doesn’t show any indicator of it. Her eyes regain some focus as they turn to look at the newcomer—Caspar—a second before the rest of her head goes with them. An action as simple as blinking somehow feels tiring, nowadays, but she does it anyways as she registers his words and the sight of the flower in his hand. One hand reaches towards him, but not to take the rose just yet; it goes to sit on the top of his head, briefly and affectionately on his semi-spikey hair.                                It takes a moment, but despite everything, there’s a smile ( small and weak but there ).                                                                               “Thank you.” 

[vonalphen]

@ironbout said: Cyan eyes lit up when he heard the news. The last soldier had been taken down, the objective achieved and they had finally won. Caspar let out a wooping noise, probably jostling a little too much for Leana. She was still wrapping up the wound on his chest when he got up, smiling happily at her as he lifted the girl up in his arms. "Leana! We did it!! They did pretty good without me out there. Don't you think?"

Her eyes widened in surprise -- having just finished wrapping up his wound , she was concerned it would be undone . However , the joy Caspar was expressing was awfully contagious ! His bright smile was more than her racing heart could take . It had completely distracted her !

“ Ah -- ! “ Soft squeak escapes her bishop as she is lifted into the air and into his arms . She’d grown used to the little moments they’d have -- the physical contact especially . Over time , she’d become comfortable , so long as it was with him . Leana grinned , laughing as aqua orbs met cyan .

“ Definitely ! Everyone did amazing ! “

[bladedspite]

"Geez there Hugo again going off and on about sword training. You ever talk about anything else." Hi im proud of this pun

@ironbout | BITCH. 

“Draw your weapon.” there’s only a moment’s pause of felix scrutinizing caspar, a moment of his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes narrowing and hoping that it gave the brawler the uncanny sense of dread he saw fall over all his partner’s expressions when they realized they were paired up with him for training. 

“Perhaps witnessing my skill firsthand will make you understand why I don’t waste my time annoying fellow students.”

[timecall]

@ironbout // everyone is so tall.

Her hand remains in the air between them near his face—a little bit in surprise at how he grabbed it and a little in wondering if she was always so obvious. She stares evenly at Caspar’s grinning face, and she can’t help the small lift of her own lips at the hint of pride in his voice, taking the opportunity of him already leaning down to rest her hand on the top of his head for a short, brief moment.                     “Are you still picking fights?” and there’s almost something edging on a tease in her voice.

[vonalphen]

@ironbout

“ So , anything you’re wanting for dinner tonight ? I’m on kitchen duty ! “

[fralduke]

@ironbout​​  asked  :   “How can you willingly choose to walk the path to your own death…?“

death, she can be swift & certain. such a creature stopped for him long ago  :  years prior, when a father told stories of a knight’s death, how the legacy would continue with his sibling. a piece of him died then, & death collected the fragment, returning each year after that. amassing a slew of shattered pieces of a broken heart. she stopped for him, carrying her scythe & traveling alongside him for years. he’d only noticed, now, that it was not the goddess whom walked with him, guiding him, protecting him ----- no it was another, crueler deity that would surely steal his soul outright when she deemed necessary. perhaps, here she would do just that, as he could tell she’d linger nearer with every battle that has passed. 

❛   i will not die.   ❜  his sword rises, points in the direction of the armor-clad, former classmate. no, not yet. he thinks. he cannot die yet. give him only a few more victories, then, & only then can she take his soul.

[timecall]

*boDy slams in here* MAX YOUR BYLETH IS SO soFT!! And i love watching you bring her to life!! You do such a good job!!!!! 💖💖💖

beep beep // i brought this on myself // @ironbout

THANK U CHEA !! some might say. i am. how you say. a bit too soft and squishy. but it’s okay bc it’s setting up for the day i snap and all i write is sad angst JFDSKLAJFL THANK U ! i look forward to writing more with u in the future >:0!!!