𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮

// went through and updated all my pages on this blog!! Added missing tags, verse details, updated my mun and rules page... feeling good about it all so far, but I’ve still got more “spring cleaning” to do!! haha

c o u g h s b a c k ♥

// me: decides to revive one blog for the summer

— ✿         The girl flipped open her book eagerly, searching for the page she was at. Instead of some fancy bookmark, she merely folded the edge of the paper inwards, creating a crease to hold her place. 

“ U-Uh, I ain’t know the page number, ‘cuz I ain’t know numbers either …  But … This one. ” She mumbled, turning the book to face the tactician. A petite, tan finger pointed to the number at the bottom of the page, a shy smile hiding behind the book. 

“As long as I read it right, it talked about why the princess was stuck in the castle. Her parents are real mean. ” The poor girl was barely on the seventh page. She pulled the book to her chest, turning and placing herself on his makeshift bed all in one swift motion. 

Linkel pat the space beside her, motioning for Robin to join her. 

“ I’ll try ta read it again. ”

He made a mental note that they would have to work on numbers at some point - but first things first. He didn’t waste another second before getting up from his chair and joining Linkel on the bed. 

// just realized I started posting randomly without really even, saying anything lol BUT ANYWAY so I started my final semester of my first year of college this week and it’s only a 5 week semester and it’s pretty light on class time?? though the class time is, stupidly hard and intense ngl LOL but anyway ,again, the point is!! I wanna try to get back on here somewhat consistently now that it’s getting close to summer and me having 3 months off?? Granted, I’ll be working, but only part time sooo!! I should hopefully be around some more!?! 

Plum seemed to perk up on seeing him sign for a moment, setting the book down beside him before seeming to switch to communicating with his hands just as Robin did moments ago.

「 You can sign? That might make it easier so I don’t run out of paper. 」

He smiled, seeming amused on his last words. He supposed it was true, but in the end he did work for them. For how long? He could hardly remember now, he couldn’t even remember his parents’ faces anymore since being taken in.

「 I can’t say I really remember when I started to preform with the circus along the way, but I’ve been with it for a long time. Since I was ten I believe? So twelve years now I’ve been traveling with my brother’s troupe. And I know I don’t look like it, but I’m a sword dancer for them. 」

Robin lit right up the moment he saw the other’s hands in the air. He could sign!! That only made things a thousand times better, and Robin couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the initial comment about running out of paper.

He nodded along as he got some more backstory - actually growing more and more interested as his new friend went on. 

Sword dancer!?! He was right - he definitely didn’t look it - but who was Robin to judge? Wow!! That’s so cool!! Have you been doing that since you were ten??! He realized after a moment that this whole time he had yet to properly introduce himself, so before he could even get a reply, Robin quickly shifted gears.

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— ✿         Quiet footstepssneak through a small makeshift camp, passing tent after tent till she finally reached her destination. Peaking her head in, cyan eyes blink innocently as they fall upon silver locks. Robin. He’s already reading a book- much heftier than the ones she reads.

It became common practice, for her to sneak into his dwelling in the middle of the night, while all the others slept. He taught her, at this time. How to read, that is. 

“ R-Robin !! ” She whispered excitedly, eager to see the man. She made her entrance as swift and silent as she could, standing beside his chair with a large grin on her face. In her hands, she held a small children’s book they’d bought at a local village for her to learn by candle-light.

“ I-I think I managed to sound a page out today … !! ” Shes rather proud of her accomplishments.

While the tactician had been rather enthralled in the volume he was working through - he couldn’t say that he minded the interruption when it was coming from her. Thus far, he had been enjoying their nightly lessons - and truth be told, it wasn’t like he was going to spend the night sleeping, otherwise. Robin hardly slept as it was, so if he could use those hours to help out a fellow Shepherd, then it was all the better, in his opinion!

Drop a red jelly bean. Swipe

Drop a red jelly bean . Swipe

You piece of shit game, drop a fucking red jelly bean NOW. Swipe

…Fuck nuggets.

The ginger slammed his phone down (well not slammed, but the pone did made a hard noise when it came into contact with his desk) and leaned back on his chair letting an annoyed groan.

Finally being pried away from the game, the ginger noticed trough the glass from his office there was someone  standing  at the building’s door. Someone he didn’t knew. He’s already here? Urgh.

Gangrel reached over and flicked the light of his office on, making it the most well lit thing in the building right now. He waved his hand, beckoning the lad trough the window to come inside his office.

When a light came on across the hall out of nowhere, Robin’s attention was drawn to it immediately. Brown eyes glanced that way, only to see an unfamiliar person gesturing for him to come closer. Maybe this was the one his father had sent him to see...? Well, there was only one way to find out. 

Making his way over, he entered the office slowly. He was careful to make sure that the door didn’t slam shut behind him - his father hated when Robin slammed doors, and it was something he had grown accustomed to watching out for. Besides, he didn’t want to make a bad first impression on this Gangrel fellow. Once he was inside, he turned to face him, offering up an awkward little smile and a wave in way of introduction.

“I miiight.” He sing-songs to him, before giving another kiss. 

Ah… stress. The bane of Robin’s existence. Though to be fair it had been a hectic week. Bandit raids were no fun for anyone in their group. Though Henry quite liked being able to get some fireball target practice in.

“Stress? Do you need a back rub?”