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Independent. Highly Selective. Multiship/Multiverse. Private Roleplay blog for Lyon from Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones This blog will run off of both canon and a lot of headcanons. All headcanons are shared with SHANELLE, LILY, CRESS, THE CURATOR, and SHAE. Anything of mine you see posted by them, WAS NOT STOLEN. They have explicit permission to use anything I make whether it be GRAPHICS, HEADCANONS, or ANYTHING ELSE that falls under such matters. If you see @rosedreamdesigns that is Shan and I's graphic design blog.

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❝ Ahri.~ Nice to meet you.~ ❞ She teased, now walking towards him--a hand gently caressing his cheek. She wouldn't do too much--she just felt playful in this moment. Thus, she leans in--red painted lips pressed to his cheek, before she pulls away--lipstick on his skin. This is followed by her winking at him.

❝ Don't worry.~ I know when it is needed.~ We'll meet each other again, soon.~ ❞

    She  approached  him,  a  hand upon  his  cheek…  Red  tinted  lips  soon  pressing  upon  the  soft  skin  thereafter.  He  feels  his  face  starting  to  heat  up,  he  clearing  his  throat,  before  responding  to  the  rather…  Flirtatious  &&  playful  creature  before  him.

                 ❝ Miss  Ahri..  U-Understood. ❞

    Oh…  Dear.  It  seemed  he  had  accidentally  invited  her  curiosity  upon  him.  Though…  Perhaps  it  was  of  no  worry,  she  didn't  seem  to  harbor  ill  intent  towards  him…  Even  if  he  wasn't  entirely  sure  his  heart  would  survive  her  advances.

                 ❝ I  look  forward  to…  Seeing  you  again.❞

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Unfortunately for him--she's a step ahead. Already in front of him and the door--golds alit with mirth. ❝ Come now, I don't bite intentionally~ Well, unless asked. ❞

❝ O-Oh um, that is unneeded at this moment in time, but duly noted. Forgive me having stared at you, Miss...? ❞

Oh dear... If only Eirika or Ephraim were here to help him out of this... Ah, but then again.. Those two might just leave him to die (positively) to the vulpine woman in front of him.

...Well. Damn.

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Nothing to stay away from~

He will now politely bow && turn to start walking away, his tome clutched neatly in his grasp. He was warned of those like her... Lyon would heed such warnings...

...Lest he have a few things be revealed he's rather not have exposed or on display.

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Look at this pretty fox.

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Thus does he behold the pretty... But noticeably excited vulpine. He is also... However... Keeping his distance && merely observing from afar.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.  ❜ ❛  every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.  ❜ ❛  i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.  ❜ ❛  do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ ❛  sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.  ❜ ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜ ❛  somehow, you're always on my mind.  ❜ ❛  i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.  ❜ ❛  my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.  ❜ ❛  all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.  ❜ ❛  every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?  ❜ ❛  i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.  ❜ ❛  will we ever get another chance together?  ❜ ❛  you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.  ❜ ❛  my biggest regret is ever letting you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.  ❜ ❛  every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.  ❜ ❛  it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.  ❜ ❛  i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.  ❜ ❛  i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.  ❜ ❛  hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.  ❜ ❛  there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.  ❜ ❛  i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.  ❜ ❛  i miss the way you always made me smile.  ❜ ❛  you're the reason i keep holding on.  ❜ ❛  maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how i feel about you.  ❜ ❛  i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.  ❜ ❛  i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?  ❜ ❛  my heart belongs to you, always and forever.  ❜ ❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  i've been thinking about us a lot lately.  ❜

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( Libraries are a space that Lyon can easily fall asleep in due to feeling comforted by being surrounded by the books and quiet. Other places he feels at ease to nap under are trees on a beautiful afternoon or in a window seat where he can observe the world from a quiet place. Additionally, yes, those that are closely trusted by him will find he falls asleep easily in their laps and gentle embraces. )

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❝ Sometimes, what we see in our mind's eye is a warning....and yet also a guidance. You cannot control fate, but you can control you. You've a strong will; embrace and fight. ❞

@flamedtails

    He  understood  her  words.  He  truly  did,  but  that  did  not  change  the  fact  he  felt  like  perhaps  he  was  not  the  best  suited  for  these  words.  He  wasn't  strong  nor  was  he  that  wise.  Lyon  possessed  a  lot  of  book  knowledge,  yes,  but  that  sometimes  felt  like  it  contributed  to  naught.  Words  either  were  useless  in  a  war  or  the  most  powerful  things  in  existence  –  Yet  it  always  felt  like  his  words  were  weak.  Even  though  he,  himself,  had  a  strong  desire  to  bring  about  the  changes  he  sought  day  after  day  for,  it  felt  like  his  own  will  wasn't  enough  to  manifest  such.

        &&  in  this  matter?  Fate?  How  was  he,  a  weak  individual,  supposed  to  challenge  such  a  strong  &&  formidable  opponent  such  as  fate? 

             ❝  I  appreciate  the  fact  you  think  so  highly  of  me  to  believe  such,  but  I  fear  your  faith  might  be  misplaced.  There  is.  .  .  Nothing  truly  special  about  me.  I  have  no  strengths…  No  charms…  In  fact  I  barely  believe  the  fact  I  am  as  selfless  as  many  proclaim.  I  view  myself  quite  the  pitiful,  jealous  fool  at  times.  In  regards  to  the  chains  I  feel  might  bind  me  at  any  moment.  .  .  ?

                           I  feel  it  more  impossible  than  solving  one  of  the  most  complex  magical  equations  of  the  universe.  So  tell  me  then,  Miss  Tingyun…  How  am  I  to  combat  such  a  thing?  ❞

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( One of Lyon's biggest love languages is reading out loud to someone. Letting them rest against his chest while he reads or even rest their head in his lap, his tone warm and soft as he reads. If it's something more along the lines of a novel he'll start off a bit timid in attempting to add in flair for characters... But the moment he realizes they're enjoying his performance he'll get more and more invested in performing for them.

...Until someone points it out and cheeks flush slightly as he looks away, mumbling quietly that it was just so they could fully experience the story as it was intended. )

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( Sometimes I wonder. . . If Lyon might have slight anxiety induced side effects due to everything. Like if he gets too stressed he can barely keep food on his stomach, which further doesn't help when he hyper focuses on problem solving he can go without eating or sleeping for long periods of time.

It makes me wonder if when he often times finishes a project he had to spend weeks on, if sometimes he falls ill for a few days or weeks after due to the focus and adrenaline being gone and the repercussions of his body catch up with him. )

[swcrnoath]

               𝐇𝐞  𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐢𝐧  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐡𝐞  had  in  his  hands,  sage  hues  turning  from  it  to  the  lilac  haired  male  before  him.  Where  had  that  come  from?  The  man  who  only  wished  to  save  those  around  him  and  his  people.  The  man  who  had  already  lost  far,  far  too  much  already,  and  he  wasn't  even  twenty-five.  His  best  friends  (  and  lovers,  Ignis  was  aware  of  the  way  the  other  looked  at  them--and  how  they  looked  at  him.  Tis  hard  to  fool  him,  unfortunately  for  the  Prince.  )  killed  in  an  accident….Mother  passed  away  long  ago….

              If  the  bespectacled  male  could,  he'd  do  anything  to  take  that  pain  away,  were  it  so  simple  and  possible.  Alas…he  was  merely  his  advisor.  A  right  hand,  and  nothing  more.  And  that  isn't  to  say,  he  felt  nothing  for  the  prince;  They  had  grown  up  together,  and  while  Ignis  was  a  few  years  his  senior…they  were  close.  All  four  of  them  had  been.  So  he  understood  far  too  well  the  pain  the  other  went  through…how  deeply  he  loved.  Ignis…wasn't  sure  what  he'd  do  if  he  lost  all  three  of  them;  Lyon,  and  the  twins….the  idea  shattered  him.

               He  debates  for  a  moment,  looking  the  prince  over.  What  did  he  say  to  those  words?  A  prince  like  him,  only  had  good  intentions.  Ignis…sincerely  doubted  his  dreams  and  aspirations  would  result  in  suffering.  But  Ignis  was  also  aware  of  the  fact  that  the  other  suffered  night  terrors  that  Ignis  was  not  privy  to. 

               ❝  …I  do  not  think  that  will  ever  be  the  case,  your  highness.  ❞  He  states  softly,  green  hues  gentle.  ❝  You  have  good  intentions,  and  you  are  fully  aware  of  what  the  people  need  and  what  we  do  not  need.  Further  more…I  would  not  let  you  walk  the  wrong  path,  and  especially  not  alone.  As  your  advisor…and  as  your  friend.  ❞

              Friend…ah,  how  the  word  stung.  But  Ignis  pressed  on.  Now  was  not  the  time  to  wonder  the  what  ifs  of  his  romantic  wishes.  After  all…it  wasn't  his  place.  ❝  You  are  stronger  than  you  think  yourself  to  be.  And…no  matter  what,  you  do  not  face  anything  alone.  ❞

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    Ignis'  concern  was  evident  in  body  language  &&  tone.

             ❝  I  truly  appreciate  the  words.  .  .  It  brings  some  comfort  to  know  that  you  view  me  as  such  &&  to  know  that  you  will  remain  by  my  side.  ❞

    But  how  long  would  that  last?  How  long  until  something  took  even  Ignis  away  from  him?  His  father  was  sickly,  Lyon  was  having  to  prepare  for  the  inevitable  fact  he  would  be  the  one  to  ascend  the  throne  as  the  crowned  emperor  but  even  then.  .  . 

         What  if  one  of  his  actions  took  Ignis  from  him?  What  if  he  did  something  to  turn  the  other  against  him?  The  fear  gripped  his  heart  more  as  he  thought  of  how  it  felt  dangerous  for  him  to  LOVE.  .  .  At  least  this  kind  of  love.  The  same  love  he  had  slowly  been  kindling  for  Eirika  &&  Ephraim.  .  .  He  too  found  it  brewing  in  his  heart.

                      It  terrified  him.

    Lyon  didn't  know  what  to  do  with  the  idea  of  falling  in  love  with  someone,  not  when  he  felt  they  could  do  so  much  better.  Not  for  his  own  lack  of  character,  he  was  selfless,  perhaps  to  a  fault  with  how  willing  he  was  to  give  up  his  time  for  others.  He'd  do  anything  &&  everything  just  to  see  those  around  him  smile.  He  HATED  seeing  pain,  LAMENTED  witnessing  grief.  .  .  He  just  wished  for  the  world  to  have  brighter  skies  always.

         Perhaps  he  was  too  lost  in  that  dear  romantic  notion  of  his.  How  heroic  &&  yet  so  foolish  of  him.  The  world  would  never  be  without  the  bleak  blackness  of  human  strife,  yet  deep  down  in  his  heart  he  wished  to  find  a  way  to  turn  some  of  their  plights  into  moments  of  joy.

              ❝  What  if  I  end  up  influencing  you?  What  if  I  take  you  down  with  me?  You  say  you  don't  think  me  capable  of  such  things,  yet  aren't  all  of  us  capable  of  doing  the  most  heinous  crimes?  Even  I  fear  my  very  existence  will  someday  bring  you  pain.  .  .  Ignis,  I.  .  .   ❞

    Voice  trails  off,  as  book  is  marked  &&  closed,  his  hands  resting  over  them.  Ignis  believed  him  to  be  strong,  yet  he  couldn't  see  it.  He  felt  he  was  always  lacking,  unable  to  provide  the  things  people  needed  from  him.  He  could  only  ease  his  father's  slow  suffering.  .  .  He  could  only  watch  as  the  world  kept  turning.

         Ah.  .  .  Sometimes  this  brilliant  mind  of  his  was  a  curse  with  how  heavily  it  could  cling  to  such  dark  matters. 

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@swcrnoath

    Both  had  merely  been  sitting  together  in  the  library,  reading  their  own  books…When  Lyon  slowly  lowers  the  tome  in  his  hands,  gaze  ahead  staring  out  the  sunlit  window.

              ❝  Sometimes  I  wonder.  .  .  If  my  dreams  &&  aspirations.  .  .  Will  only  continue  to  bring  suffering  in  the  end.  ❞

    Dreams  &&  nightmarish  visions  has  been  clouding  his  sleep  &&  meditation  of  late.  Of  paths  he  had  walked  where  he  had  tossed  aside  the  virtues  he  had  kept  so  close  to  heart  in  pursuit  of  what  he  had  deemed  ❛  the  greater  good  ❜.  Some  endings  resulted  in  his  success.  .  .  At  the  cost  of  so  many  lives. 

        Others?  His  own  gruesome  death  &&  yet  others  so  tragically  worse  in  loss.  Whoever  he  had  held  close.  .  .  Gone.  All  of  this  due  to  his  pursuit  of  attempting  to  heal  his  father.  .  .  His  people.  .  . 

             And  in  essence:  The  very  world  if  he  could.  Even  if  it  meant  he  died  in  the  process. 

    Yet  as  he  sat  here,  he  had  a  feeling  these  were  no  mere  dreams  or  visions  of  perhaps  what  could  come  –  But  rather  something  that  had  already  come  to  pass  in  other  lives. 

         Did.  .  .  Such  a  thing  exist?  Did  a  soul  reincarnate?  Perhaps  these  were  merely  other  universes,  the  gates  he  had  heard  of  supported  such  a  theory.  Then  why  had  he  been  shown  such  things?

             Especially  when  he  had  already  experienced  such  great  loss.  Eirika  &&  Ephraim.  .  .  They  had  been  such  a  close  knit  group.  They  were  the  tightest  of  companions  through  &&  through.  .  . 

                               Until  the  day  they  were  taken  from  him.

    A  shaky  breath  leaves  him,  he  momentarily  remembering  the  painted  CRIMSON  walls,  the  BROKEN  bodies  hitting  the  floor,  the  scream  that  had  ripped  forth  from  his  throat. 

              ❝  Forgive  me.  .  .  My  mind  wandered  a  bit  in  my  reading.  .  .  Carry  on,  I  am  fine.  ❞

    Perhaps  it  was  always  his  fate  to  lose  those  closest  to  him  &&  only  bring  pain  to  those  who  yet  lived.

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