#godbred

                even when they were not with me, my parents raised me. my father made strong. gave me an old sword and the weight of the word. my dad made me wise. gave me magic in my soul and a destiny, i would not understand. they never got to see me as a child. didn’t get to hold my hands as i took my first steps or tend to my skinned knees. but i got to change their path. change my path. let them see the world of joy and hope. they lived, i got to feel the warm of their embraces. the light of their smiles. to follow the mirrored movements of my father’s sword and hear the chanting of my dad’s tomes. i will not allow you to destroy what we have fixed. 

             “  i’m not telling father anything about this. why do you think i went to you?   ”

             ❝   dad, i need your help. i have a friend coming over and i’d like her to meet you. but, okay i have a really big crush on her. and i’m trying to make her my partner, please act natural. i mean it.  ❞

          ​❝   dad.  ❞    you stand a little straighter. less daughter, more solider. shoulders back. you don’t understand what made your parents tick before. you’ve got to understand it. but this decision sounds bad. and you know, because you’ve seen this. you’ve seen these events. a little less doomed than before perhaps, but still.    ​❝   please listen to me. ​ ❞

                ❝ dad, ❞ you stand up a little straighter. smile settling on your cheeks, finally you hold the tiny wriggling little fluff monstrosity with pointy ears. the patchy little kitten takes a good look at robin. ❝ meet your first grandchild. ❞

                                        coraline meme / acc / @godbred

         it feels different than all the times you have felt loved before. because as he hugs you, you sink into his arms. perhaps a parent’s love really does make all the difference, because even if frederick and lissa did raise you, you were always their niece, never their daughter. you cling to robin just a little tighter. 

            “   daddy, i love you too. ”  if there are tears in your eyes, you have never cared about them less. perhaps maybe a little selfishly, you think about asking him not to leave you. not to scarifice himself for the greater good and to stay with father, morgan, and you for as long as naga allows you all to live. 

           but you do not. instead you just hug him like the world will end if you let go. who knows, it just might.

                                      melodrama starters / acc / @godbred

            you feel like a child again. helpless, too small. it does not matter how strong you are or how tall you grow. the world is going to swallow you and you’ll be gobbled up the gnashing teeth and claws of the risen, grima’s shadow looming over you all, blocking out the sun. aunt lissa and uncle henry trying their damnest to sooth your tears, until they stop falling and you start fighting. you are the scared blade’s wielder, tested as soon as you were large enough to wield. because maybe. maybe there was hope with it in your hands. 

             perhaps their may have been hope. that you might have been strong enough, to strike down robin. to stop grima. to save father. but you cannot. you cannot kill him. you could not kill him. so now you’re sitting in your fathers tent, legs huddled up, face buried in your knees trying your best to stifle the flow of tears down your cheeks. 

              your fingers tap against falchion’s handle. the worn leather, a comforting sensation. you’re a grown woman and by naga’s fucking grace for some reason you’re still alive. you got dragged back two decades to try to figure out how to save everything. and what are you now. 

             “  daddy.  ”  there’s a quiver in your voice and on your lips. the truth tastes like acid on your tongue.     “  it frightened me. how much i don’t want to lose you. i never grew up with you. i didn’t get stories about you like i did father, but then i came back here. and i didn’t think i’d ever get to. i didn’t think i’d ever get to be held and loved by a parent. i didn’t think that the world could be so beautiful when it it’s not under the wings of a dragon and when the rise don’t take the people you love in the night. when you can wake up in the morning and an empty bed in the barrack means someone got breakfast, not that they’re dead.  ”  

              eyes peak behind cobalt bangs. you’re a strong girl, people have always told you what a strong girl you are. what a smart girl you are. a blend of your father and your dad, how proud chrom would be of you. is he proud of you now? 

     you  smile  softly  at  her ,  at  lucina ,  at  your  daughter ,  and  then  you  look  out  at  the  stars  glittering  above  your  camp .  it’s  quiet ,  and  peaceful .  and  perhaps  now  is  a  better  time  to  tell  her  than  before .  (  if  only  slightly  —  you  still  have  so  many  things  looming  over  you ;  decisions  to  make ,  wars  to  win ,  worlds  to  save .  )  (  you  hadn’t  wanted  to  tell  her  before  because  she’s  got  a  better  head  on  her  shoulders  than  you ;  it  doesn’t  exactly  paint  your  decision-making  skills  in  the  best  light .  )  (  but  you  don’t  regret  a  single  decision  you  made .  you  helped  a  stranger  then ,  and  you  would  do  the  same  again ,  any  day .  )  so  yes ,  you  will  tell  her .  after  you  tease  her  first ,  of  course .

     you  look  back  at  her ,  a  mock-serious  expression  on  your  face .    ❝  i  don't  know  if  i  should  do  that  —  after  all ,  i  did  win  that  fight .  ❞    you  can’t  hide  the  teasing  adoration  in  your  voice ,  nor  can  you  entirely  hide  the  quiet  laughter  that  comes  after .  (  quiet ,  because  you  don’t  want  to  wake  him .  after  all ,  he  needs  his  sleep  —  he  doesn’t  get  nearly  enough .  )  (  you  know  he  worries  about  you ;  you  just  wish  he  would  understand  that  you  worry  about  him ,  too .  )  another  smile  as  you  shake  your  head .    ❝  alright ,  i’ll  tell  you  —  but  keep  in  mind  that  i’m  your  father ,  so  you’re  not  allowed  to  laugh .  ❞

     a  pause ,  and  you  think  back  to  that  day ;  it  changed  your  life ,  and  you  hadn’t  even  known  at  the  time .    ❝  lissa ,  frederick ,  and  i  were  coming  back  to  ylisse ,  and  there ,  in  the  middle  of  the  road ,  was  a  man .  ❞    you  close  your  eyes  and  tip  your  head  back  to  the  sky ,  continuing  in  a  soft ,  loving  tone .    ❝  he  was  the  most  handsome  man  i’d  ever  seen ,  and  there  he  was  —  asleep ,  in  the  middle  of  a  road .  ❞    another  quiet  laugh .    ❝  i’m  just  glad  we  got  to  him  before  any  unsavory  people  did .  he  had  no  idea  where  he  was ,  or  who  he  was  —  but  he  knew  who  i  was .  ❞    you  know  he  doesn’t  believe  in  fate ,  in  predestiny ,  but  you  can’t  help  thinking  that’s  what  it  was .    ❝  frederick  didn’t  want  to  help  him  —  you  know  how  he  is .  but  i  just .  .  .  couldn’t  leave  him  there  all  alone .  i  felt  like  i  had  to ,  like  i  was  supposed  to  —  and  not  just  because  he  was  handsome .  ❞    you  open  your  eyes  and  smile  down  at  your  daughter .    ❝  frederick  was  kind  of  mad  at  me  for  it ,  but .  .  .  you  know  me .  i  can’t  leave  someone  helpless .  we  were  just  going  to  help  —  we  weren’t  going  to  keep  him  —  but  then  we  had  to  do  battle ,  and  his  instincts  were .  .  .  well .  you’ve  seen  him .  ❞    the  wonder  in  your  voice  is  nearly  palpable .    ❝  he’s  incredible .  i  knew  i  had  to  have  him  —  er ,  as  a  tactician ,  i  mean .  ❞    your  face  flushes  red  as  you  pointedly  avoid  eye  contact .