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[bellummilitaris-blog]

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Send “💐” for my muses reaction to yours giving them flowers.

Robin blinked upon receiving the flowers “Thank you, Lucina, but what are these for?” he asked

[bowsanddragonstones-archive-blog]

Mating Season (Sparky)

//Oh boy.

It was odd how Sparky went missing. Even worse was how it was the day he and Lucina were going to have a sparring match with each other just to hopefully get them more experienced for a next battle, and at the same time, know each other a bit more. Upon investigating, everyone said that Sparky is in the camp, but hasn’t left his room since breakfast. Upon leaving, he said he felt “hot, energetic, and craving for something.”

[morganthetactician]

Mating Season

Morgan had never felt so...restless. He couldn’t stop pacing, he was sweating, his face was absolutely red, and he couldn’t stop thinking...well...he wasn’t really thinking. He was just feeling...something. He was’t really sure what, but it bothered him so badly. It was like he really needed something but he didn’t know what just yet. Gods help him, he needed this to stop.

[machotears-blog]

"I don't regret anything."

Blood. There was blood everywhere. It soaked the fields anddrowned all life in a murky crimson. He didn’t think he would be able to washthe sights and smells from his mind, didn’t think he would ever be able toclose his eyes without seeing the dying face of a loved one. Everyone –everyone was gone, and he was powerless to stop it. Powerless, despite hisvows, the effort he’d made.

Many had died because of him – for him, they said, becausethey needed a healer. Self-sacrifice was too common, and he’d promised himselfthat he would never let another person sacrifice their life for him again.

Yet there was Lucina, in his arms – arms that had held toomany dying friends. And her blood was on his hands – hands that had let toomany lives slip away. There was nothing he could do. Some wounds could not behealed by any amount of magic, and some lives could not be saved. It seemedlike too damned many lately. The losses kept piling up, lives that would beforgotten in time, passed over as people lost to war.

He’d tried, though. He’d done everything in his power toheal Lucina. “Hang in there!” The words sounded empty in recollection – too desperate,too scared. He’d already known, and he’d already seen too many people die.

When, at last, he gave, his shoulder slumped and tearsgathered at his eyes. They squeezed at his throat, threatening to take him withher, – with Lucina – and he didn’t think he would have minded. “I’m sorry,” hecroaked, bent over a woman – a friend – who was being taken from him too soon.

But Lucina was brave, brave than he was in the face of herown death. There was a smile upon her face, something tired, yet peaceful thatmade her look as young as she was, and it was awful. It was awful and it wasunfair. “I don’t regret anything.” The bravest words a person could say, andLucina was brave. Too brave. She was the kind of brave that could meet his eyesin her moment of death, knowing he’d failed her, and still try to comfort him.

It was enough to break his resolve. He’d promised himself hewouldn’t cry, – not anymore – that the time for tears was over, and so far he’dmanaged, but this was different –

different because she was courage and kindness both, becausethe whole world had needed her and her strength, and he’d needed her too. 

Yet, in the end all he could do was choke on his sobs as he felt the lifedrain from her body.

‘I don’t regret anything.’ She’d said, and when he wasalone, he replied.

“I do.”  

[fallenmarquis]

ParallelFalchixn has disturbed Sima Gan

“Hm?” The exiled prince tilted his head almost inquiringly as he saw the unfamiliar woman, a smile painting his lightly scarred lips.

“I don’t believe I have ever seen you around here before,” He stated, his dark curls cascading over his shoulders with the movement of his head. “Otherwise I would have remembered such a gorgeous face”

[littlemswarmonger-blog]

HC+ work ethics!

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Pieri has a very strange work ethic. I’d describe her as lazy when it comes to every day tasks, but whenever something like cooking or training comes up she is willing to work very hard. I guess the easiest way to put it is if she considers the task worth wild she tries very hard but if she doesn't she tries very little.