#testedskill

[arekardi]

One thing? sounds fake! how about everything??? i think most of all i just love how much thought & effort you've put into developing edelgard and delving into what's made her, Her. your metas are like.....everything honestly?

stroke my ego

HHHUSAIDHIADAS THANK U SO MUHC ;;;V;;; IT MEANS A LOT bcs shes SO important to me and im jsut !!!!!!! WAAAH !!! im so glad i can do her justice ;;;;

[lenisxvictoria]

book : silently read a story with them.

Nonverbal starters_______________

Ignatz gasped softly and startled when the feeling of being stared at seized him, stirring his body through old instincts. Quickly, he pressed the book he was reading up against his chest and let his gaze linger upon his old teacher as he sat next to him. It was... still a little odd, he had to admit. Not that he disliked seeing him again, but after so long, it was as if this was a whole other person.

It was as if he had to regain everything that had been lost through time.

Long, graceful fingers curled shyly upon the open pages of the book only for his to blush lightly and turn his attention away from him. Ignatz didn’t know what to do... nor what to say. The teacher’s blank stare always fascinated him and terrified him all at once. As if his eyes could bore their way into his soul and display all of his flaws all at once. A deep, analytic mind that Ignatz praised, certainly, but it was a fine line between amazement and apprehension.

After a long moment of silent consideration, he returned his attention upon Byleth and hesitantly peeled the book from his chest. His heart fluttering with unease as he carefully scooted closer to him and lowered his book upon his lap. It was an awkward silence. One that he seemingly harbored on his own as he doubted it would affect the teacher.

By the Goddess, it was as if he had been preserved in amber all these years. As if nothing changed, and yet, so much did. However, if there was an attempt at reconnection, perhaps there was no need for words.

Maybe all that was needed was a comfortable silence and a good book shared between old friends.

@testedskill

[lancefaire]

@testedskill // ♡’d

HE’S   FULL   OF   COMPLAINTS   -----   for   their   circumstance,   for   how   foolishly,   even   suspiciously,   his   near   -   perfect   escape   plan   two   decades   past   was   foiled.  but   jeralt’s   especially  annoyed  by   and   wary   of   his   son’s   education.   he   wouldn’t   put   it   past   the   church   to   use   learning   as   an   avenue   for   brainwashing.   that   it   was   insisted   jeralt   return   to   the   knights   rather   than   teach   only   incentivizes   the   distrust.   even  yet,   he   knows   the   dangers   of   dissidence.   though   hardly   as   clandestine   as   shamir,   jeralt’s   done   his   fair   share   of   quietly   poking   around.   or,   as   it   stands   now,   patiently   waiting   for   his   child   to   voice   his   thoughts.

          but   perhaps   a   little   nudge   was   in   order.   ❝   you   know,   you   only   have   to   say   the   word   and   we   can   both   pack   up   and   leave.   i   know   it's   maybe   a   few   months   too   late   to   mention   it,   but...   ❞   he   trusts   byleth   to   fill   in   the   blanks   himself.

[daphnelight-a]

aid : help them with a task.

»  ❝ 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻  //  @testedskill   //  a .

aid : help them with a task.

          ❛   my apologies for asking you of this, professor.   ❜     the pegasus knight would shift her hold on the hay bale , hues flickering towards the blue-haired man who also , held hay in his arm.  they were headed towards the stables , where she would tend to freya once arriving.     ❛   normally i’d have felix help me but he’s … training. again.   ❜     there’s not much she could do when his mind was set on something.