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fatesking said: Stop

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& HE DOES NOT SPEAK, he cannot speak. He knows just what it means to be plagued by the demons that whisper death’s desires from their nonexistent lips to his mind. He knows just what it means to paint death as a memory, to become confused by the waking tremors of thoughts & his nerves & to find this alternate reality so inescapable. Expression becomes somber, a melancholic veil tossed over it, as eyes fall downward, sulking in a distant gaze at the dirt beneath them. 

It is early morning, so much so that the sun has yet to rise, but they have begun their walk to their next destination. Everyone is broken off into groups & pairs as they make their advancements & Lucina has taken to his side this moment. Travelling, he knows mostly alone, but he minds not the company, especially given the circumstances of conversation. He has yet to feel worn, but he notices how his knees creak when he walks & how his legs feel heavy from his lack of sleep the night before. Or the night before that, & so on. There is a twist in his stomach that comes with the same deprivation, yet it bothers him not. He’s grown used to it. 

Instead, he proceeds forward, listening, quiet. Between her words & his yet spoken response, there is the sound of horses’ hooves & armor boots scraping against the dirt around them. All movement is heard, despite the spaces between everyone. With the distance, it’d still prove difficult to find understanding in another’s words, to which he is thankful for. It allows their conversation to become more private. 

                                           ‶ You will not die. ʺ

& perhaps he speaks a command rather than a reassuring statement. An order that falls from his lips, for he does not know what he would do if he lost yet another trusted soul. He’d speak, though, for the army ; they’d be lost without her guidance here, they would lose without her guidance here, & he’d use this as his reasoning for keeping her alive. 

                 ‶ Such thoughts will aid no one, Lucina. You know as well as I do. ʺ

Do I Follow Them?:     I DO !

Why Did I Follow Them?:     LUCINA IS BADASS BAE

Do We Role Play?:     Ye, we have a thread going <3

Do I Want To Role Play With Them:     ALWAYS <3

An AU Idea For Our Muses:     i’d like to throw Peach into a FE au kind of thread tbh?

A Song For Our Muses:

Do I Ship Our Muses?:     as family     ,     I do !       i think they’d have a cute sisterly bond <333

What I Think About The Mun:       i love this mun such a sweetie and we go crazy over Lucina and Peach kukuku ;u;

Overall Opinion:     AMZING BLOG AND MUN 11/10 WOULD RECOMMEND!!

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hamilton sentences . 

it takes her by surprise --  her mother wasn’t one to talk about that kind of stuff with her . though it didn’t keep soleil from eavesdropping , even if she suspected she knew when her daughter was listening in . marth’s hand reaches towards her cheek , and soleil leans her hand into her mom’s embrace , with a small smile . her eyes close , then flutter back open to see her solemn expression . that was just like her . standing slightly taller than her mother , soleil steps forward , wrapping her arms around her shoulders .

               ❛    i know ... and ... i guess that something  really bad  happened to you , once . but not anymore , okay ?! i wanna see my cute mother’s bright smile ! you know why i like girls so much ? ‘cause i’ve got the bestest , most CUTEST girl as my mom !!