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jean here, ready to unveil the newest mistake blog. verses are still a wip & the about page i’m squinting at but i’m comfortable enough to show it off. like/reblog if you kids want yourself an underhandedly sassy persona 5 protag.

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i was expecting my laptop to take longer with being fixed, but here we are.

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     ─temp hiatus notice .

i know i’ve briefly mentioned how i would be busy these next few weeks and would not be online as much. that is still true, but there’s been a slight change in plans. 

unfortunately my laptop has become a fancy paperweight, and it will basically drop my availability to zero until i get it fixed.

luckily, i’m already in the process in trying to get it fixed. worse case scenario, i have to buy a new one and with my current plans... it may be another month or so before i can afford it.

on the flip side, i’ll be available on mobile so i can still be reached. so if haven’t added me on discord yet, you’ll be able to grab my details off me.

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trying the universal fe meme, though i never finish these….

01: favourite lord | I DONT KNOW ACTUALLY i just wanted to draw ephraim. he’s neat

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"I'll take the fall for you."

     loyal to a fault ─ accepting     

     they’re children. of royal birthright      & regal bearing,      but they are merely children.

small fingers clasp a similarly small hand ( as if he’ll lose his sister throughout the grand halls of their home ) and they’re always laughing while following the other. they’re an energetic duo, carrying on as children ought to. ephraim is a reckless boy, full of life & energy. he cannot be stilled for the life of him & it drives their instructor ( as well as their father ) crazy. his face always beaming; the sun is put to shame against such a bright smile & eager eyes. but he is young─young, and foolish. prone to error & still learning his boundaries. eirika, his dear sister & closest friend, is quieter but just as wild as her brother. she falls into his antics without a second thought & often spawns games of her own creation for them to play. to which ephraim follows her as she does him.

it is eirika who takes the blame in her brother’s stead for the trouble they’ve given their caretakers. for a prank gone awry, one they have been caught in after she’s tripped while they ran through those large halls. and how she so gracefully fell & busted her lip against the hard floor. their father cannot hold such a stern expression against the softer curves of such a sad, sad look. he concedes; but discourages from such behaviour in the future as he urges a cleric to tend to her state.

eirika climbs into bed beside her brother later that night. her lip had been tended to & healed over quite well. had no one seen the bloodied mess she was in only hours before, they would have never known she took such a fall. she asks him to read to her & ephraim ( e’er the playful boy he is ) teases her for such a childish request─but, ultimately, he gives in as easily as their father. ephraim states he’ll only read to her on the condition that she not let the blame solely rest on her.

          she agrees, and settles.

     they’re children. older, now─     but only just & falling into their      roles as future leaders.      but, they are still children.

he finds his attention grabbed for the first time by a gradoan general─appropriately dubbed the obsidian─with a skill unparalleled throughout magvel. ephraim is enamoured. he follows the man & presses at every chance he can get to challenge him─to learn his craft & learn for himself that same caliber of finesse with a spear. sir dussel agrees after some time & some amount of goading from the young prince, and takes him on. it feels like he has found something that calls to him─something new which has his heart race faster & harder than their games had in the past.

eirika… had her own reservations about her brother’s newfound passion, but supported him in his endeavours nonetheless. there is no need to learn to fight in such times; surely peace could be maintained without violence.

but just the same as when they were younger, she takes the blame of her own accord when he’s shattered a window out of carelessness. ( much to ephraim’s surprise; she has told him to not carry on with his training indoors more times than he can count ) the new general to their knights is less lenient toward the matter, for he knows she is truly not at fault─but her steadfastness to defend her brother has him give in. such determination & will is commendable, though wasted on something so trivial. she realises she doesn’t care; she is proud of herself that she could protect the one who so often protects her, if only in such a childish fashion.

eirika only hushes her brother when he later protests her doing that again, and instead urges him to not do it again lest she truly gets upset with him.

          he agrees with a laugh.

     they’re just children. thrown      to the wolves as their kingdom      crumbles around them. 

he sucks in a strained breath when he shifts on his side. ephraim is the heir of a throne robbed of it’s king, though he knows not such grim news. shy of an adult, yet hardly the child he once was. he has grown into a remarkable figure; a man an entire nation would follow without a second thought. and ephraim remains as he always was─the sun that brought the dawn of tomorrow. turquoise eyes shone when that radiant smile pulled at soft lips & his people knew what hope meant when he lead them. though he acted without talking things through with others, and often followed the whim of his heart─ephraim was a natural leader. in his heart were only the most sincere of best intentions for his people. 

he was, truly, a fit heir to the renais throne.

but here he lay; looking worse for wear & struggling to find his breath with the slightest movement he makes. though he intended to draw attention the attention of the invading grado empire’s forces onto himself so his sister & father may escape, ephraim instead met the harsh end of betrayal─as well as it’s blade. eirika isn’t around to chide him like she used to for being so foolhardy. the realisation weighs heavy on the chest which aches from the wound his small company has been trying to treat. ( with difficulty; there is only so much four men and a handful of vulneraries can do ) it begins to sink in that, while his loyal retainers & close friends are not far from him─without his sister, he is truly alone in the world. his eyes drift & he struggles to stay comfortable as he waits for sleep to finally take him.

ephraim thinks of home; he worries for his kingdom & how his people fair against the invasion. he counts how many stars he can see peaking through the overhead foliage. then he closes his eyes and tries to remember those days he’s snuck off on horseback with his sister & those afternoons spent in the countryside, but… then he remembers eirika & he is stricken once more with the cold blooded fear that she might not have made it out. that he might not make it out to see her. heavy eyelids flutter open & he tries to pull himself from his oncoming drowsiness─to call out to kyle or forde for some sliver of reassurance. forde gives him a sideways glance when he moves, but ephraim cannot find the energy to raise his voice.

he knows he won’t be able to tell her not to blame herself for it. ephraim will not be able to tell eirika to not take blame, should he not make it. but exhaustion wracks his body & he settles back down against his desires to urge the message along. no, all he can do is whisper into the night that she forgive him for being what he always has been─reckless.

     but they’re only children.      oh, god. 

          they’re just children!

she whispers apologies that fall on deaf ears between fingers bloodied by their game of war. the dead hears not the woes of the living; he hears not her stifled cries & the throes her of grief. tears mingle with the shuddering breath she struggles to find. they’re hot as they roll down her cheeks & are the only thing that ground her to the realty she bears the unfortunate witness to. he’s dead; her dear brother─someone beyond the thought replaceable─will not bring one more his brilliance onto a world that needed it. a world that needed him to lead his people─not her. she had the respect of their kingdom, but ephraim? he had it’s loyalty; it’s love. their people would heed him faster & better than they would her.

renais needed ephraim more than it needed eirika.

silence eventually comes. numbness takes her. eirika sits beside herself in the privacy of her tent, and she mulls over her memories of him. she tries to convince herself it is a dream & that she’ll awake only to hear ephraim’s laughter as he tells her how silly of a dream it is─but she cannot shake the reality. ephraim was dead, but still he lived on. through her, ephraim lived.

her hair is short now; cyan tresses have since been discarded as she’s discarded her former self. it doesn’t feel half as odd as it was when she first cut it. the weight of her brother’s armour no longer feels foreign & unusual on her shoulders, and the balance of his lance is one she’s now familiar with. she plays like she played when they were children & were so commonly mistaken for the other. how they would exchange mannerisms and clothing and act as the other to confuse their caretakers while they ran though the halls of their home. it wasn’t as easy anymore; she was not her brother but she must convince others that she is─that she was dead & it was ephraim who rode their people to victory. his clothing hung less & less loosely on her body with each passing week, and with months behind her she no longer remembers the lilt to his voice when he found something amusing, or when he was trying to mask disappointment. no longer does eirika’s heart stutter when she hears her brother’s name from another’s lips; nor does it flutter when she is the one who answers with a voice that no longer sounds like her own.

‘ remember that these achievements will go down in a name that is not your own, ‘ she recalls kyle saying when she’s pulled ephraim’s─no, hers; they were hers now─retainers aside to speak with them privately. it doesn’t matter, she remembers telling herself.

                     for even in death, 

   she would take the fall.

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Dangerous Loyalty RP Starters

"It scares me what I'm willing to do for you."

"I don't care about anyone else, you're all that matters to me!"

"You know you can't refuse me anything I ask of you."

"You know I'd never refuse anything you asked of me."

"Say the word and I'm yours forever."

"If you love me as much as you say, then prove it."

"It's time that you proved your loyalty to me."

"I'll serve you forever if you'll allow me to do it."

"What will it take to make you go back on your oath of loyalty?"

"Will you trust me with the rest of your life?"

"My life is in your hands."

"You're going to take this gun, you're going to pull the trigger and you're going to shoot them. And do you know why? Because I told you to do it."

"I'd die if you asked me to."

"You would die if I asked you to."

"I could stab you in the heart and you would still come crawling back."

"You can do anything you want to me, I don't care!"

"I'll take the fall for you."

"I want you to take the fall for me."

"I could never act against you, not even to defend myself."

"My safety isn't important! You're what matters!"

"If hurting me is what makes you happy, then I'm only happy to indulge you."

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Ｗｈｏ　ｗａｓ　ｉｔ　ｔｈａｔ　ｔａｕｇｈｔ　ｍｅ　ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ？　 Ｗｈｏ　ｃｏｖｅｒｅｄ　ｆｏｒ　ｍｅ　ｗｈｅｎ　Ｉ　ｓｔｕｍｂｌｅｄ？　

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"Will you PLEASE stop trying to stuff me into every locker we pass."

          “ will you stop being such a drama      queen, leo? most schools don’t even have      lockers big enough to fit even a child in.      for reasons like that. “

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slvcr:

jean here, yet again with no self control whatsoever, featuring a hit new single called “i made another blog”. like/reblog if you want your very own babysitter general seth from fire emblem: sacred stones!!

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eirika:

                                         ‘ Brother… ’

   ‘ What were you thinking ?! By gods,

    you’re lucky that you were only banned

    Please, consider your actions more thoroughly in the  future. ’

he failed to mention what else happened, but he’s already getting it from himself over that. as well as kyle & forde. and seth. it was a mess.

          “ well, it was a good idea at the time. “

and he’s gotten half of it recorded.

          “ but, believe me when i say i’ll think twice over doing that. “

now, ihop, on the other hand...

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“ jean can u take ur modern aus seriously ”

you’re talking to the same person whose modern au for robin was that he often didn’t sleep very well and basically had a lot of sleep deprived shitposts like “you cant taste your tongue” at 4am

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eirika:

  ‘ …Brother, what in god’s name did you do?

             I hope this isn’t something that Father will have to hear about,

                                                 …will it ? ’

          “ no. no, he shouldn’t hear of it. “

their father would surely have something to say about his son’s behaviour, but worse than that? eirika.

          “ ... kyle, forde & i might have           decided it was a good idea to set up a table           on the roof & enjoy breakfast.           even though we were told not to.“

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eirika:

‘ I suppose that you’ll be telling me before I go ask directly. ’

                      she was completely serious.

                ‘ I can easily go ask if you’re too ashamed,

                                  even though I’ve probably seen much worse from you. ’

          “ ... considering i’ve never been banned           from an establishment for a stupid stunt?           i would call this one of my least finest           moments. “

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orochi:

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              “Why are you so obsessed with me? I don’t get it.”

          “ ... i apologise if i’ve come off as           overbearing, but i’m rather interested           in your craft. i don’t understand it. “

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blue-eyes-white-bow replied to your post:

I’m sorry how else would you see it? She barged into my chambers, I’d say that’s pretty in the wrong Eph,

          “ its easily a case of mistaken boundaries.           it’s pretty clear that rausten has some odd           customs. you shouldn’t damn someone for           being different, innes. “

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@eirikc

          “ you can’t just─ “

but she would.

          “ eirika, don’t. it’s not... that bad. “

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blue-eyes-white-bow replied to your post:

I don’t want to fight you, I do agree with you, L'Arachel is in the wrong here.

          “ must someone always be in the wrong           to you? i guess that’s what i like about you─           that sort of black & white transparency. “