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    ;; Remember when I announced a hiatus because of life? I fell into Gen.shin lol and I’ve seen a ton of people posting their builds. I’m gonna join the party as I deliberate adding muses and actually putting myself on here. I hope everyone is having a happy holiday!

    My Queen. She’s 6 Quelled Creepers from 90 ;A;

    My Sir. I went so hard on his banner and he’s on his way to 90 I just need books haha

    I love this man. 

    He was my first 90 ngl. But he’s so fun haha I got stupid lucky with 5* bows and I have way too many of them

    Is my main party all DPSs? Yes. Is that good? No. Does it work for me? So far lol 

    I’m also working on a geo team and I’m stoked, but they’re super unleveled haha

    I literally got so lucky on this last banner lol but I love Itto so much

     Ah, Albedo- my first 5*. I love him.

    My accidental boon- I love her shield haha and it’s so helpful for Itto, since his burst drops his RES and such haha

    And Xiangling-! Total accident C6, but she has carried me for so long. Her crystalize with Albedo and Itto really helps :] ( you do not notice her missing two artifacts I stripped her momentarily but I’m working on getting her more ER lol )

    They’re all WIPs of course, but for only having played like two months, I’m stoked. Idk who I want to add but eventually. . . that will likely happen haha.

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    ;; I know I quite literally just said I was going lower activity but I need people to see the ridiculous thing my partner just bought me

    Cannot overstate my love for my Lyn like how do I deserve her lolololololol IT’S UPSETTING HOW COMFORTABLE IT IS THOUGH LIKE FOR REAL IT’S RIDICULOUS AND I LOVE IT?! Also she knows me- she got me the no-sideburns version lolololololol

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    ;; Update below the cut-

    So this last week has been a kick square in the teeth and I am not bouncing back the way I want. My mom’s in the hospital and getting surgery today, and I live 26 hrs away from her by car ( 8 by average plane ) so that’s stressing me out, work has completely dropped the ball and is simultaneously relying on me for everything and constantly undermining me to the new hires I’m supposed to be training, I’ve had some personal developments with doctors, and to kick it all off I now have a propensity to break down in public ( sorry to the lovely clerk at my neurologist yesterday ). Unfortunately, Tumblr has been the furthest thing from my mind, and I don’t want to keep guaranteeing activity I can’t. 

    So while I’m already fairly low activity, this is a marker that I’m going to basically be low to no activity for a while until I can sort myself out. I’m really sorry. I’ll still be available on Discord if any mutuals want to connect that way, and I’m by no means not willing to chatter/plot, I just may be slow. Again, I’m sorry, I feel like I’ve failed on every front since starting this blog. I just really wanted to make it work, but I can’t even fathom writing right now and know I would be disappointed in anything I put out.

    Thank you guys for your understanding. <3

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    ;; guess who’s training on the fly again despite being told I’d have backup

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    ;; went into work today expecting to lead 2 hours of training. Lead 8 hours of training and then adopted 2 pets. I am zonked my guys.

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———  basics! ♡

(PEN)NAME:  Cedrial

PRONOUNS:  they / them ; she / her

ZODIAC SIGNS: Libra

TAKEN OR SINGLE: Taken, oddly enough

TIME ZONE:  GMT-4 ( EST - US east coast )

———  three  facts! ♡

I have a degree in forensic psychology! I actually did an internship at an autism center / family care center in east Florida for a couple of years during undergraduate. :]

I am the DM of my D&D group! Now if I can ever get the spoons to run my game again, we could finally end the first campaign lol. My name is actually the name of one of my NPCs, and funnily enough the character I used, Vanitas, is his original FC before I got commissioned art of him.

Like my partner, I also have attached dice to my muses, but I am going to give a different fact ‘cause I don’t just want to steal all of hers. . . so I’ll say instead that my favorite video game series of all time is Fatal Frame! Give me the horror!

———  experience ! ♡

Oh gosh, I’ve been RPing for. . . nearly 18 years now? What a thing to realize. There was a stint of like 5 years in there in high school / college that I didn’t have time for it, but it’s been fairly consistent in one form or fashion ever since. My first platform was GaiaOnline, which is where I learned ( wrongly ) that novella is the only way to write lol. While I did build some of my favorite OCs ever from there, I’m grateful I made the switch to Tumblr eventually, which let me relax quite a bit more on my writing. I’ve been in quite a few fandoms, mainly Tales and BNHA prior to this multimuse. 

———  muse preference !  ♡

I really don’t know how to explain it. . . I have a very hard time writing my favorite character, more in favor typically of writing with my favorite character. Lyn has been encouraging me instead to write who I love instead of settling for a character I enjoy less lol. I guess it depends on the media I’m playing in? I tend toward snarky characters with some bite, but I also swing wide and circle back to looks like a cinnamon bun, sounds like a cinnamon bun, can kill you so like?? I’m not flaunting range here I’m flaunting that I’m deranged, you feel me? The Felix -> Claude -> Caspar -> Ferdinand pipeline is real and I don’t really know what it says about me, but that is just one example.

———  FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡    

FLUFF: fluff is cute and I will always love a good cuddle and some comfort. Most characters I write desperately need to be loved okay, I always do love some good fluff.

ANGST: my friends used to attention me by tagging #hurtmeplenty on posts so that I would get a notification, so. . . yeah I’m always down for some angst. The grittier, the better. EXPLORE that human condition in safe, fictional mediums!

SMUT: I don’t mind other people’s smut lol for me though, writing it makes me uncomfortable? And not in an ‘ew smut’ way, but in a like, imposter I’m-out-of-my-depth way? I am just so unconfident and get so critical and nervous about it that it’s just not worth it for me, and it certainly isn’t fun. That being said, a good fic or well written thread isn’t bad! Just not one written by me haha

PLOT / MEMES: I love memes majorly for one off ideas? or silly interactions? Now if I write you a seven paragraph response to a meme, I probably have a plot in mind lol and will likely tell you about it. I do prefer plots for longer term threads? Typically if I need to purge threads, the first to go are those born of memes that don’t normally start with direction ( starter memes aside those are literally starters lol ). Having said that, one of my favorite and longest threads I’ve ever had on Tumblr with over 200 responses literally was born from a meme, so like. . . inspiration strikes sometimes, y’know? I’m also horrible at plotting because I am too easy going lol 

TAGGED: stole it from Lyn lbr

TAGGING: please steal it from me, I’d love to read it!

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HOW DO YOU BEST LIKE TO BE LOVED?

        Tagged by: @mercyburned​ - thank you!         Tagging: if you haven’t done this, consider yourself tagged!

  Claude von Riegan 

    hear me with an honest heart       people hear without really listening, most of the time, and you hate it. you know that your words are falling dead from your mouth in a conversation as the other person just sits and waits until it is their turn to talk again. you crave more, you want to be heard with a purpose and an honesty of intentional knowing. because you are so many things, and they live within you, and you want to share them, but it is hard, because to speak is to allow someone to listen. to speak is to chance being heard. and if you are heard, and if they listen, then they will know. my darling dove, you deserve to be known. you deserve to talk until your voice gets rough and to have someone listen to every word. you deserve the kindness of an active investment by another in what it is you have to say. it isn't selfish, i promise, i swear.

  Felix Hugo Fraldarius

    stay with me while the storm is strong       we all need someone sometimes, and you often don't feel like you are worth someone remaining. you are, though. i know that you crave for someone to be there and rest their hand against your back during the bad times. for a loving voice to lull you to sleep with a cadence of compassion and a desire to remain. you just want someone to remain. through and past the bad parts when you know it is difficult. you want to fall asleep to their voice and wake up to them still there in the morning. you want them to know the way that you take your tea and keep a box of your favorite flavor in their pantry in case you have a bad night and need to come over. you want to trust someone enough to give them a key to your house. and you deserve it, love. you deserve for someone to linger. you deserve to place your trust in another and know that they'll help you brush your hair if you're just too tired. you deserve for someone to remain.

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@endlesscacophony​ asked:     " hey! look at me! i'm fine... see? " (From Sylvain)

    “I see that now!” He snarled, a mixture of embarrassment and irritation on his face. It was plain to see- despite the potentially hundreds of feet he had fallen, here stood Sylvain ( notably horseless, regrettably ), unharmed and energetic. A fall like that should have put him down for more than-- than. . . well, how long had Felix been up here?

    Resignation settled with familiarity back into his bones, and he sat back where he’d been before, hands behind him in the dirt. Looking at the trajectory of the sun. . . it’d likely been hours. That was hours that Dimitri- no, he supposed it wasn’t right to call that Dimitri anymore- had on them. His eyes cut to the growing twilight in the west, and he fought to keep a level expression. “How?” He asked, his voice cutting through the quiet. Felix turned his eyes back to Sylvain. “How are you here? When you fell- we- I thought-” 

    His eyes caught movement, and Felix was on his feet before he could recognize it himself, sword in hand. “Show yourself.”

    Hands up, the hidden figure called, “Whoa, buddy! I’m just a passenger! Don’t mind me!” He stepped further into the light- brilliant green eyes, tanned skin. . . No one Felix recognized. Amber eyes flicked to Sylvain. “You know this idiot?”

    “Hey, words hurt, y’know-”

    “Shut up unless I’m speaking to you-!”

    Sylvain, you have a story to tell. . .

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    Cedrial, write some drafts-!

    No. Only useless verse posts.

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    There are conflicting stories to tell just when Almyra vanished.The fact still remains that one day, Almyra neighbored Fódlan as it ever had, and the next, a lifeless crater existed in its space, it’s people untraceable, all knowledge of their kind stripped away. Some say there was internal conflict, leading to the extinction of the Almyran people. Some say they merely left. Where? No one knows. The fact remains though that they, along with nearly every trace of their kind, vanished, nary a scarce relic and stories to deign that they ever existed to begin with.

    Until twenty years ago. A young woman, Alliance born, vanished during her stay at a well known but politically autonomous Garreg Mach Monastery, leading a church-run program to close until her whereabouts were discerned. Due to political strife and unrest, the academy was never given the chance to do so. Rumors flew- a runaway noble? An attempt on the only living heir to Riegan’s noble house? While neither were confirmed, one thing was certain: a power among titans was weakened, and the three countries, divided, could not stand idly side by side for long.

    Between the growing tensions of unrest, of possible war, and the spreading of what has come to be only known as Dragon Scourge, Fódlan has known very little of peace in the hundreds of years since the Almyran’s disappearance. . .

    But Cedrial, Fire Emblem is already a fantasy universe, why would you write a fantasy universe for it And to that I say: shush. I’m inserting a hefty amount of high-fantasy D&D style bull because it is super fun.

  Some key features:

    1) MOST of what will be established from the perspective of the Kingdom, because that is what @endlesscacophony​ and I built this universe from. I’m eager to maybe talk to some people about Empire view, but Alliance is, honestly, majorly collapsed or annexed to Kingdom/Empire territory at this point. I believe the last remaining vestiges of the Alliance are Edmund and Goneril territory, the rest having either defected or fled. No heir existed to take over, and Gloucester maintained for as long as they could, but ultimately chose to prioritize their people over politics ( reasonably enough ).

  2)  The Kingdom, at present, is seeking a cure for the ever pervasive Dragon Scourge. No one knows what the cause is of the illness, but two major things are known: it is not transmissible by any known means, and it has a 100% fatality rate. It’s not a matter of if it will kill you, but when you will ultimately transform and need to be put down ( if people let you get that far ). The Duscur rebellion transpired quite a bit differently: King and prince both survived, and rather than die, Glenn actually turned due to previously unknown affliction from Dragon Scourge. He has yet to be found. Following the attack, the King and leader of Duscur were able to convene in secret to arrive at an accord of peace.

    Of course, there are always those who will not stand for peace ( and those who would stoke a minor voice to action ). The insurrection still occurs years later. However, Dimitri is required to stay out of it by his father’s decree, due to the appearance of Dragon Scourge on his back. Felix, instead, is sent to represent the Fraldarius family. At news of his apparent death, the Scourge worsens, and does not recede despite the heavily wounded but living Felix returning days later. The insurrection was quelled, however, and Duscur and the Kingdom remain peaceful. 

    Five years later, the Scourge on Dimitri has progressed, taking over a large amount of his torso and the right side of his face with black, painful scales. In a desperate bid to seek a cure, Felix, Sylvain, and Dimitri set out on a journey with a painful ultimatum: find a cure for Dimitri, or do what must be done.

    3) The Church is SIGNIFICANTLY MORE LIMITED in this verse. It is a typical church, but much like in major fantasy lore, Seiros and Sothis are but one path among a throng of many, and while they tend to be more judgmental of other religions, there are several gods, goddesses, and beyond that are worshipped and respected, even in the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus. Where previously they seemed to have an iron in every fire in canon, here they could be seen more as a Vatican in the distance that many ascribe to, but personally is its own city state that is loud, but ultimately unable to affect the politics and practices of the other countries directly. 

    4) Almyra, without a better analogy, is basically the land of elven kind, down to the iconic ears, which some people still recall as a staple feature. Almyra is rather similar to the Feywild, existing in an extraplanar place above Fódlan after literally drawing itself from the earth with magic and transposing itself elsewhere due to strife and disagreements with the “Empire” ( more than likely actually TWSTED masquerading as Empire, but we haven’t fully ironed that out ). These people are extraordinarily gifted in magic innately ( think like a sorcerer in D&D ), and do not need much in the way of education or tutoring in order to be able to cast impressive spells. There is still a royal hierarchy in Almyra, and they are still known to be quick to anger and fight, but quick to lay down arms and allow the water to pass beneath the bridge. The difficulty is succession; the royal family, the Dahrei’s, are known throughout their exceptionally long history to have particularly bloody and messy successions. These are infrequent, as Almyran people tend to live much longer than others, but when they do happen, they are practically public affair, neigh dinner conversation, until succession is decided.

    5) Magic does not operate as one would expect. Everything in the world is created from the same base Formula, something that Almyran people can innately see, harness, and manipulate into magic. For people of Fódlan, being able to decipher and utilize the Formula is a very extensive process requiring a ton of study and practice ( again, think wizards in D&D ). However, the existence of this Formula is also not known to Fódlish people, as this was a good chunk of the knowledge taken with the Almyran people upon their exodus. What they know are Crests! These Crests, which unbeknownst to them are fractions of Formula placed in an array to create magic, bestow upon the user certain effects: Blaiddyd is known for massive augmentation of strength, Gautier for fire manipulation, Fraldarius for speed and agility, etc. 

    6) Dragon Scourge - this is a magical illness caused by the Formula of a person’s soul essentially deciding to consume itself. This is a product of internal, unmanageable conflict. Because trauma and internal strife affect people differently, there is no one cause. For example, Glenn Fraldarius had been in several major battles and lost friends and comrades, and while this of course hurt him, he did not develop Scourge because he could reconcile the loss with reality. During Duscur, the idea of failing Dimitri broke his spirit so severely that it took him from healthy to Draconic nearly immediately in a panicked and ditch effort to save Dimitri’s life. Dimitri, likewise, had lived through several attempts on his life from his uncle and other arguably difficult and stressful circumstances growing up, but Duscur and Glenn’s transformation was ultimately what he could not reconcile ( why for me? ), and because of his inability to cope with the loss and guilt, the Formula began to etch away.

    All is not lost, though! Dragon Scourge, known as Blight to Almyrans, is not incurable. Almyran people, however, took all of their knowledge of magic when they left, including the ability to cure this. They also know the specific cause of this: as one’s heart gives in to what it cannot change, what it cannot reconcile and release, the Formula of one’s True Name ( the unique Formula that makes a person them ) begins to be unravelled from reality, leaving only a shell of grief and pain in its wake. For most, if caught early, this is an exceptionally easy thing to alleviate, and alerts those around you that there is something wrong that needs to be sorted. If left to it’s own devices, it gets progressively harder and harder- only the strongest of magic-users could returns a dragon’s True Name, after all.

    7) Fódlan’s Throat - Fódlan’s Throat vanished with Almyra, and is now the only way that someone from Almyra can return to the world below. Not that anyone would want to. After centuries of displacement, the only knowledge left of the world below are rumors of horrific, warlike barbarians- a true Hell for anyone to have to endure, and near impossible for anyone to survive. There is no communication between the two locations, so rumors only grew, and even the oldest of Almyrans can remember the days Before Ascension.

    The Throat itself is deep within the King’s Hunting Grounds, a bramble of interwoven branches nestled in the far reaches; many assume this was orchestrated to keep Almyrans from seeking to return, or from accidentally happening upon it and curiously wandering through. The portal is a yawning maw of black nothing, and for all that anyone knows, once you go through? You don’t come back.

    8) TWSTED - You know ‘em, you hate ‘em, and they’re still the antagonist. Their experiments into Crests has not changed, and anyone impacted by those experiments very likely are still affected in this universe. However, in addition to that, the main source of strife and conflict that lead the Almyran people to leave Fódlan, was their experimentation into the source of magic Almyran’s call upon. Since Fódlish people typically need either crests or extensive study to be able to wield magic, this painted quite the target on those magically inclined people. Many were used for experiments to siphon this magic, essentially deteriorating innate Formulas and severely injuring, impacting the lifespan, or outright killing those involved ( again, very much like the canon research they conducted ). When the Almyran people left, they attempted to destroy whatever machinations or war machines their magic had lent to the creation of. Rumor has it, though, that there may still be an active portal or two lying around the world somewhere - ones that could lead you right to Almyra. Were there only anyone would could operate it. . .

    I will update this as time goes along, but eventually below will be links to each of my affected characters’ verse! I’ll be working on that soon!

    Claude Von Riegan  |    Felix Hugo Fraldarius  |    Caspar Von Burgliez

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    I would like to clear up a couple things I know are missing from this verse that I would be elated to plot with someone:

Where is Dedue? Just- just where is he? I’ve always had him as a main attendant of the guard, and one of the major people in charge of training Royal guards. The thought process was that, since Duscur happened differently, he and Dimitri may not have met the exact same way and he is instead working with the Kingdom as an Ambassador from Duscur rather than a vassal to Dimitri, but I’m super interested in anyone’s thoughts/opinions on this.

Fódlish people are obviously my equivalent of ‘humans’ in this universe, but I’m eager to consider what other specialities and abilities could go to other countries! I want to think about how Sreng could have adapted, Albinea, how the spirits of Brigid could interweave with the magic of this world!

What’s up with the Empire? Is the Empire the one really in charge of these experiments, or has it again been TWSTED and Edelgard again is using them as an ends-justify-the-means kind of thing? How is her opinion of their mutually-assured-destruction-agreement when the church has significantly little to no sway on the world? Would her target, rather than the church, be the people who host the magic TWSTED is attempting to recreate instead? Or would she sympathize with them as victims of experimentation much like herself?

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@svnsworn​ asked:      " are you hurt?! " (Marianne to Felix!)

    He hadn’t even realized he was on a knee. Felix’s eyes lifted, hand clutching his bleeding shoulder- useless, his arm unresponsive beneath it, so that was promising- until he caught the gaze of the one who’d called out to him- Marianne.

    His heard flipped in his chest. How long had it been? He knew- of course Felix knew exactly how long it had been since he’d seen nearly anyone from the academy. Five years. Five long, grueling years, years that had changed all of them instrumentally. Five years that had pit uniform against uniform, sword against axe against lance, and more importantly-

    Apparently Kingdom again Alliance. His "noble” leader had hardly been in any mindset to deem who was an ally or not as they had approached Grondor, instead painting a precise expectation of performance ( "Kill every last one of them-!” For all of the time he’d called him a monster, for all of the years he’d reminded him that Felix knew, he knew what he was capable of and wouldn’t let him- couldn’t let him forget about it- had he done this, made this the inevitable, made him worse, hurt more than helped- ). And if her noble leader’s arrowhead lodged in his shoulder meant anything-

    Felix felt a growl leave his lips as he leapt backward and to his feet, quickly replacing the sword to his left hand from his right ( not his dominate, but no less deadly; he made certain of it ). “Back off.” he warned, his voice low and dangerous. In no world did he want to hurt Marianne ( didn’t matter who it was, steel yourself for a battle, kill or be killed, but if it meant losing anyone else- anyone else he cared about- what was the purpose of fighting if it meant he lost anyone else he didn’t want to- those of war lose the luxury of priority- ), but he would if he had to. 

    Felix lifted his sword, frustration in his brow as he noted the exertion it was taking for just that effort. He had a vulnerary- but where was Sylvain?-, but he needed to make sure to save it for when he really needed it. He knew, though, Marianne was no less lethal than Raphael, the one he’d been fighting when Claude had sniped him. Felix glared over the sharp of his sword, fighting the wince as his arm seethed. 

    “Back off. You know what I can do to you.”

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    ;; I DON’T EVEN GO HERE ANYMORE BUT EXCUSE--

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    ;; me, reblogs a meme        also me, gets a three day migraine and put in charge of new hire training again

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SENTENCE STARTERS | SPIDERMAN ( PS4 )

feel free to change pronouns if needed ! ____ signifies a place where you can insert a name.

❝ Morning! Are you ready for your hot fresh cup of bodily harm? ❞ ❝ Gotta warn you, I’m feeling punchy today. ❞ ❝ Sorry to break it to you, but you have so NOT got this, buddy. ❞ ❝ I guess this is what they call a ‘hostile workplace’. ❞ ❝ You may be a dirty criminal, but you have remarkably clean air vents. ❞ ❝ Oh, you’re so cute when you’re oblivious. ❞ ❝ After all these years, you’re still nothing more than an ignorant child. ❞ ❝ Why do I get the feeling that you were planning this all along? ❞ ❝ You’ll die as uselessly as you lived. ❞ ❝ If you worked this hard at a legit job, you wouldn’t need to be a criminal. ❞ ❝ I wish I could bottle and sell your optimism, I’d make a killing! ❞ ❝ You’re already breaking, so it looks like it’s up to me to stop the entering. ❞ ❝ You and ____ would make some beautiful babies, you know! ❞ ❝ There are so many times I would have fallen apart if not for you… ❞ ❝ I get why you do it, but I never really loved the heroes hiding behind masks. ❞ ❝ I’m lucky to be alive? Says the guy I saved five minutes ago. ❞ ❝ Honestly, why are you robbing again? You know the police are watching your every move. ❞ ❝ I know you’re kinda dumb, but I didn’t think you were this dumb. ❞ ❝ You can tell me this secret now or make me punch it out of you later. Your choice. ❞ ❝ Your suit is awesome! Can we talk design details? ❞ ❝ This won’t pay the bills, but I’ll help you with this if it means a lot to you. ❞ ❝ Have it your way. You wanna fight? Well then, let’s fight! ❞ ❝ Well, there’s nothing illegal in plain sight…Kind of anticlimactic, huh? ❞ ❝ It’s not really breaking and entering if I don’t break anything, right? ❞   ❝ We were good together, weren’t we? Maybe it’s time to reignite that flame… ❞ ❝ You have to learn to swallow that pride and accept that you’re only human. ❞ ❝ I hope I live to regret this… ❞ ❝ Nice entrance. That was a solid 8 out of 10. ❞ ❝ I really wish these guys weren’t so hostage-happy. ❞ ❝ The only way to fight a monster is to become one. ❞ ❝ Someday, I’ll turn the tables. I’ll show you what it feels like to be helpless and small. ❞ ❝ I want to say “don’t do that ever again”, but I know you’re going to anyway. ❞ ❝ Did…you just leave your clothes on the kitchen floor…? ❞   ❝ You know, as elevator shafts go, this is pretty nice! ❞ ❝ If you ever wanted to team up, well, we could do some real damage! ❞ ❝ Do you remember the last time we did this dance? ❞ ❝ You’ve got a hell of a left hook. Can’t wait for the rematch. ❞ ❝ Sometimes, information is worth more than money, and I learned plenty watching you. ❞ ❝ That was really brave, but next time, leave the fighting to the pros, okay? ❞  ❝ Kneel before me, or I’ll pull your mask off and expose you. ❞ ❝ I feel bad for anyone who’s on the wrong side of you. ❞ ❝ Love the optimism, but in my experience, when it looks bad, it’s usually worse. ❞ ❝ You can’t stop me, but I’m flattered that you’re still trying. ❞ ❝ There are easier ways to ask for an autograph than this. ❞ ❝ It’s hard when you’re always the one that gets saved, you know? ❞ ❝ Amazing what a little teamwork can achieve, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ The world would be better off without you, and you know it. ❞ ❝ Let’s just…go ahead and forget that ever happened… ❞ ❝ I love ya, but you do know it’s rude to cut in, right? ❞  ❝ Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right now. ❞ ❝ You’re a lot more than your past. Don’t let it control you. ❞ ❝ Long time, no see! We’re going to have so much fun together! ❞ ❝ Missed me, missed me, now you gotta- You know what, forget I said anything. ❞ ❝ I’m not one to be judgemental, but you, sir, are an extremely disturbed man. ❞ ❝ Admit it, you were just waiting in the next room hoping the other guys would finish me first. ❞ ❝ “Lie" is such an ugly word. I prefer “misdirection”. ❞ ❝ I just conned the hell out of you and here you are trying to save me. How can you be so damn nice all the time? ❞

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send in " are you hurt?! hey! are you hurt?! " for the sender to frantically grab the receiver and worriedly check them for any injuries after finding them during a potentially deadly incident.

alternatively, send in " hey! look at me! i'm fine... see? " for the sender to react to the receiver frantically grabbing them and checking them for any injuries after a potentially deadly incident. / link to the inspiring post!

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    ;; not a great brain day ( aka I have a migraine from hell ) but I want to try to do something since my brain won’t work on drafts despite wanting to. I’m gonna go find a meme or two- please feel free to send something in!

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endlesscacophony​ || Sylvain

Sylvain watched as the other notched his arrow, drew it to a point on his chin - there was no way he was actually going to shoot at Sylvain, not only was this practice but they’d come to a stand still in their training, at this point it would just be – Thunk! It was just as Sylvain had opened his mouth to call Claude’s bluff that the rice bag tipped arrow hit his chest before falling to the floor at his feet.

A scoff left Sylvain’s lips as a smile pulled at the corner of his mouth, head tilting to the side, Not no? Well that certainly was an interesting answer, wasn’t it? “Dimitri wouldn’t notice a speck of flirtation if you tied it to the end of his favorite lance,” A sigh, a shake of his head, he’s tried - oh how he’s tried to teach Dimitri the ways with women, he had enough charisma to pull it off, but the guy was just lost on the reciprocation. He wouldn’t be surprised if he accidentally got engaged to someone without having any real intention toward that in the first place.

And Sylvain would be there to fix it right up for him in no time. That was his specialty, after all, he made sure of it.

“You tried? And here I thought you were all long distance and books! Now, to hear that you’ve tried flirting? With his Highness, no less!” A click of his tongue followed by a small laugh, “I’m surprised at you, Claude. Would’ve expected more than dirty tricks from a House Leader.” He says, definitely being someone who uses such ‘dirty tricks’ himself, and had it work … only a couple of times.

At the call to actually put his nose to the grind and train, Sylvain waved a hand, “Sure, sure, just go easy on me, okay? You’ve got the advantage being at a distance.” Or, so it seemed, perhaps.

    Well he wasn’t wrong about Dimitri. Claude had made several pokes and jokes toward flirtation or romance, and basically all of it was shuffled off with a sigh or a waved gesture. Not really his priority, Claude supposed. To each their own! He had plenty to be doing himself, and flirting? Courting? Whatever these guys all called it, he couldn’t really imagine himself making concessions to attend to it when he had anything else he needed to be doing. He only had the one life to reach his goals after all. 

    But seeing the way Sylvain balked at his supposed advances, the chiding click and laughter- he felt the smile forming before he could fake it, which was impressive enough on its own. 

    “Hey, dirty tricks are my specialty!” he defended, puffing up a bit as if proud of his reputation. Schemer, underhanded, steeped in trickery and deception- yeah, great reputation, but it was his and he certainly did nothing to defuse it. The more people underestimated his true abilities, after all, the easier to earnestly slip under their guard. 

   Plus, he had to admit: he had a knack for schemes. Who could blame him then for using them?

    “And besides, I knew he wouldn’t go for it. What’s the harm? Can’t always be ‘distance and books’, in your words. I’d get boring, and that would be a nightmare.” Sylvain also seemed to miss the crux of the joke- he hadn’t been flirting with Dimitri more than pointing out people Dimitri “was” or “should be” flirting with- a little different. But if that was how Sylvain took it, let him be amused. 

    He idly nocked another arrow, rolling his eyes as he brought up his bow. “Easy? Nah, nah, nah, Sylvain, you won’t learn anything that way, and I’m not getting stuck on the pointy end of Felix again for you. Best just get quick, yeah?” And he loosed the arrow. Good luck, buddy.