#princeoflenster

[luminousinheritance-blog]

Listen to your mun, Celice. Don't bother the creepy elder.

But I wanna.

[knightoflenster-blog]

{ ✍ :)))))))))))) }

// im dying of laughter he l @princeoflenster

[valflame]

princeoflenster replied to your post: you: I got bunny chrom/lucina/xander/camilla in fe...{ If I don’t get Leaf in a bunny outfit at this point I may as well sue. }

ask and ye shall receive my guy

[nonpareiltactician]

@princeoflenster replied to your post:

;; To be fair we don’t sign up for Jugdral without being masochists. But yes I totally agree with this. ;n; ;;

{ ooc. Oh god that’s true-- we all sign up to be torn apart the moment we choose to play fe4/5. Every damn character in Jugdral, protagonist or antagonist, is depressing and deserves a hug aside from Hilda, Victor, Manfroy, Loptyr... you know, those characters- but stilL thinking about this, or anything do with Saias kills my heart first the ring, then Arvis not mentioning Saias in heroes which yes, my good sir, I am still weeping salty tears over. If you can talk about the Loptyr blood in your veins that you tried so hard to hide, Arvis, you can talk about your bastard son, dammit and now this I signed up to have my heart torn out and stomped on-- not to have my soul utterly destroyed }

[luminousinheritance-blog]

princeoflenster replied to your post: //- okay like i have to go to bed but I’m sitting...

;; Careful or I might send you to bed with Celeaf feelings too~. ;;

//- YOU ARE ALWAYS ALLOWED TO HIT ME IN THE FEELS WITH SHIP STUFF EVEN WHEN I’M EXHAUSTED.

[luminousinheritance-blog]

Celice found himself at a loss. The past few weeks he’d been between scrambling for solutions and even organizing something beneath Leaf’s ever watching eye had been an undertaking of difficult proportions. It was rare he did anything that his husband did not eventually know about and to move around without Leaf growing suspicious that something was being hidden from him -- well, that was even harder!

Fortunately Celice had been able to enlist the aid of others and the hustle and bustle around the Grandbell palace seemed hardly out of place for the season. Everything had been going smoothly -- up until this point.

The young Emperor found himself staring blankly at a blank, white frosted cake. Piping bag in hand and carefully dressed down in an apron with his hair braided back and out of the way he had no idea how this was going to work out for him. Art was not one of his strong suits and with Fin distracting Leaf only briefly, time was not on Celice’s side.

Yet he had to accomplish this. For Leaf’s sake!

Determination swelling, Celice quickly moved to decorate the cake before him. White dots for fluff, a button nose and beady eyes! Yes, this was perfect! That was exactly what he intended. 

Celice picked up the platter hosting his creation, beaming with pride as he strode into the dining hall eager to show his husband the creation. As everyone gathered sang Happy Birthday for the brunet many tried to hide the amusement or horror from their voices as the cake was carried in to view.

Fortunately for Celice however Leaf’s eyes still lit up with joy and Celice ( entirely oblivious to the reactions of the others ) sat the cake down before him with a mock flourish.

“Happy birthday, my love~!” He chimed, leaning down to give his husband a kiss.

(he tried, Leaf. He tried )

@princeoflenster

[luminousinheritance-blog]

princeoflenster replied to your post “I meant to do things here. And then I went back and re-read threads...”

{ AND THEN IT WAS /HOURS LATER/ OH MY GOD. LIKE. MY ENTIRE STREAM'S WORTH OF TIME AND THEN SOME. i cry. }

LIKE ONLY THREE HOURS OKAY. THERE’S A LOT OF STUFF. A LOT. YOU KNOW THIS. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH WE WROTE

[gungnirxrevered]

princeoflenster replied to your post “//- btw for Heroes I’ll probably have Trab’s timeline set sometime...”

{ "did my son just have a growth spurt this young" }

‘why is he so big.’ also ‘what is this feeling. is this pride? in my son? w h a t’ Ari just goes ‘dad u fuck up’ Trabs: HOW DARE U STAND UP TO ME LIK THAT (i’m very proud of you) WHO TAUGHT YOU TO BE SO UNGRATEFUL (look at my good son yes).