#darklingdragon

[venalier]

TO SHATTER A HART. — ♡

          they say that, centuries ago, this ground had been watered with historic blood. forced to march alongside the rest of the camp ( but are they soldiers or prisoners? or sacrifices? what is their place in this strange war they’d been thrust into without context or the chance to regain their bearings? ), she’s given just enough time to mull over what might await them and take in the daunting unknown that lay as interminable and inevitable as the endless stretch of deceptively picturesque fields. since they’d woken up on this foreign ground, it’s been nothing but struggle after struggle — first the inexplicable illness that had gripped half their lot and vanished with equally little explanation, then to be rounded up and walked into the encampment as ‘ guests ’, though she knew better than that. the skirmish that had suddenly broken out, the lives that had been taken — and restored?

          now this: the solemn line of demoralized yellow marching in grim silence; she’s been in an army before, but it wasn’t anything like this. ( she’d been among comrades, at least friendly faces. ) why are they here to fight an empire none of them have a quarrel with? if, as the shared dreams imply, they had been sent here for a reason, then why isn’t anything coming together at all?

                                maybe her biggest fear in all of this,                        is that they’ll just die here, for a cause none of them agreed to,                                                  and everything— it’ll all be for nothing.

          now this: a disturbance in the ranks near the front; she grabs her naginata on instinct, anticipating an ambush. already? men shout; shouts turn to screams; the formation dismantles and soldiers start to break away; she catches one’s panicked face as he shoves her aside to escape. are they so weak-willed—

          now this: no, not weak-willed, because the sight that greets them isn’t the sea of adrestian and armor-clad red that they’d expected to be waiting for them, but something grotesque: a swelling mass that gurgles and snarls as it rapidly grows. one of their own? she spots the last tatters of gold and black before they are swallowed into a pattern of camouflage hide as would be found on the coat of a hind. it’s familiar dark curls, then, that twist and harden and elongate into ten, twelve, twenty point antlers of branching, macabre black, when she realizes the chilling truth;

                                       now this: ❝ ... claude? ❞

          it takes shape before all of their eyes: a monstrously large stag ( just like the visions! ) that would be only that if not for when it turns its face towards them to reveal a nightmarish chimera of human and cervid and rows of demonic teeth. but it’s the gleeful malice frozen in bloodshot eyes that she thinks she’ll never forget.

          teeth chattering, she wills herself to push past the shock, to pull her weapon from her back and into her hands. don’t shake. shigure and a few others she knows are nearby; they'd faced horror together before. and they’d made it out then. ❝ if the others won’t fight— ❞ palms cinch firm around polished wood, ❝ —then we’ll have to. ❞ more and more of the so-called alliance army scatters around them; is this what that prophetic voice had been leading them to? are they the only ones willing to stand their ground in the end?

          the stag rears — ❝ don’t let it escape! ❞ — and she charges;

caeldori misses! ( 4 )

          blade raised and legs crouched, ready to leap and bring a first shattering blow down on the distortion’s broad shoulders and give her allies an opening. but she never gets off the ground, doesn’t expect magic,

cervid husk attacks! ( 14 )

          for forelegs to gash at the air and a burst of wind to knock her solidly backwards, eyes squeezed shut and tumbling painfully through the grass, only years of training keeping her from losing her weapon in the process. when she slows, a sharp twinge from her torso suggests she’d bruised or torn something, maybe, in that poorly timed attempt. ugh, embarrassing. she’s supposed to be better than this. butt of the pole to the ground, she pushes to her feet, steadies herself. a monster that big would be tough to fight on foot. just her luck, to end up in a clash like this for her life without a pegasus.

next » @ceaselessblade

#ceaselessblade #ladamedepique #razurite #darklingdragon #sunisoleil #prodigiosusmagus #progenitorheart #╰ ･:･ ♡ // thread › ❛ to shatter a hart. #L&KTrust2020 #i was gonna just rip off 3h and name this 'god shattering star' lmfao but #that seemed cheap so it's a poor reference to it instead

[carcinac]

🍒

𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  - NOT ACCEPTING. 

🍒  :    how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?   (also asked by @jehannanmage ) 

as boisterous as ferdinand is, i do believe ferdinand ultimately keeps his companions at an arm’s distance, preferring not have himself be emotionally intimate. this roots itself in the fact that, again, ferdinand strives to become the model nobility, being the ideal leader both among the common folk and among his fellow nobles as well. there’s a level of face he forces himself to uphold, vulnerability that he refuses to surface to another, if only because he refuses to showcase weakness and potentially break whatever image he’s meticulously crafted.

that’s not to say ferdinand doesn’t love company though. everyone knows he loves being the center of attention and also loves a good party. he adores all the positivity of friendship and the benefits of amazing companionship, he just can’t afford indulging in deeper levels of intimacy that comes with it. that’s not to say ferdinand refuses to be a shoulder to lean on to his peers (in fact, he does enjoy the idea of being a pillar of support), he can’t bring himself to be vulnerable.

ferdinand networks like a madman. he’ll introduce himself to literally anyone and everyone, down to the point a majority of individuals at the monastery have probably spoken to ferdinand at least once by the time the first month of school passes.  he’ll take any opportunity to foster good relations and be of aid, again, since he believes that’s a noble’s duty.

ferdinand only prefers solitude when he’s hard at work and/or recharging his social battery. that includes when he’s independently studying, tinkering with weaponry and armor in his free time, the likes.

#( thank you for sending this in ! ) #( ferdinand poppin up and introducing himself when literally nobody asked or cared ) #darklingdragon #´ ･ . ♕ ━━ MUSING ⧼ humility is nothing but truth; pride is nothing but lying. ⧽

[regnumaves]

Scouting For The Unknown || Tibarn, Myrrh & Louise

@darklingdragon & @lethalbeautyofetruria

His thoughts refuse to let to of the weird dream that seems to have brought him into this odd place as he flies. Everything is weird, and bad, and wrong. Granted, he isn’t sure if whatever this is beats the petrified world after Ashera’s jugdment, but if it doesn’t, it’s a very close second. That event was also weird and bizarre, but at least they one, did not get warped into a random unfamiliar place, and two, got explanations almost immediately. Doesn’t look like that’s going to be the case here.

He flies in his hawk form, partially because he has a sharper eyesight that way, and partially because maybe, just maybe, he should try to look like a regular animal and possibly avoid some suspicions if he gets spotted?

He doesn’t even know what they’re supposed to be on the lookout for.

The main thing of note he has seen so far would be that town that the Nohrian princess, mage kid and thief girl had already gone to check out, so he pays little attention to that. They’ll probably bring more information.

Far in the horizon to the east, there are army banners. Something’s going down, that is for sure. He would have to get closer to try and figure out what exactly, though. That place and the town seem to be the only information sources currently available and Lady Camilla’s group already has the latter covered, but Tibarn has a feeling that just going to an army camp for a chat m”ight not be the best of ideas.

Maybe his companions have better ones.

He knows next to nothing of them, but what better way to meet new people than a bizarre dream-like adventure, right? Actually, he could probably think of about a hundred better ways to meet new people, but this’ll have to do for now.

He picks up the pace to rejoin with the dragon girl that was observing the area to the west. “There seems to be some sort of armed force to the east”, he informs Myrrh. “Have you seen anything of note over there?”

Once they’ve got that covered, they need to check in with Lord Pent’s wife down on the ground.

#darklingdragon #lethalbeautyofetruria #❁ thread ; scouting for the unknown. ❁ #❁ all skies shall belong to me ; ic. ❁ #❁ event season ; lock & key 2020. ❁ #L&KTrust2020 #❁ support ; myrrh. ❁ #❁ support ; louise. ❁

[rivclry]

🥝 : does my muse have any ‘ unusual ’ habits, interests, and / or talents? do they hide it, or are they proud of it?

Fruit HCs!

I wouldn’t say there’s anything about Leonie’s hobbies/habits that are particularly unusual. Other than how stingy she is with buying items and reusing things until they really are broken in the full sense of the word none of her habits are noteworthy of being labeled as strange. 

Even then, her stinginess is to be expected when she has a mountain load of debt to pay off. I would attribute it to being like Fire Emblem’s version of student loans-she lives miserly in order to pay off the money she owes back to her village.

Even if Leonie had an ‘unusual’ talent she wouldn’t hide it per se. Rather, it’s more like she doesn’t have her cards openly placed on the table. While she wouldn’t go around flaunting her skills, she also wouldn’t deny it if someone asked her. Leonie isn’t the type to get embarrassed easily so she has no reason to hide or deny anything that someone thought to be unusual about her.

#darklingdragon #♤ answered. ;; #♤ headcanons. ;; #// tldr; she doesn't really care LOOOL #// thanks for sending bark!!

[fortuitousflowers]

⚔ :)

verses meme! (accepting) | @darklingdragon

myrrh has entered the battle!

battle theme: Pretty Apricot

battle intro: “Here we go... Let’s both do our best, okay?” 

victory: “Don’t worry, you’ll get better at it with a little practice.”

defeat: "Wait a minute, you’re a...?” 

taunt: “Don’t drop your dragonstone!” 

reacting to taunt: “Eh? W-Who even told you that?!”  

tie: “Good match, Myrrh! Shall we have a snack break?” 

perfect victory: “Oh... Oh! I’m so sorry! You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?” 

final finisher: “You won’t get away from me!” 

⚔ tag-team quotes ⚔

assist: “I’m here now! Don’t let up on them!”

myrrh down during assist: “H-How could you?!” 

using item on myrrh: “Do you need this? I got extra!” 

healing/buffing myrrh: “Just take a deep breath... this’ll help.” 

tag-team special: “This is gonna be like right out of a storybook!” 

#toa:askanswer #darklingdragon #(( ahhh thank you for sending this in ;w; ))

[knollandvoid]

⚔ :3

(So like, I kind of had an idea for this that was more angsty like an actual battle, but let me know if you want it to be a sparring session instead.)

Battle Theme: Glacial Solitude

Battle Intro: “Go home to darkling wood Myrrh. As much as I’d rather not, I won’t hesitate to strike you if you stand in my way.”

Victory: "Be still...”

Defeat: “It looks like this is the end, I will say hello to Morva for you my friend...”

Taunt: “I’ve read of the legendary power of the manaketes, surely this isn’t all you’re capable of.”

Reacting to Taunt: “Nothing you say can make me slip up here, the stakes are too high.”

Tie: “I’ve made some mistake, you’re stronger than I foresaw.”

Perfect Victory:  “God, Prince Lyon, what have I done?”

Final Finisher: “I hope you find peace Myrrh, I really do.”

⚔ TAG-TEAM QUOTES ⚔

Assist: “Let me help with that.”

Your Muse Down During Assist: “I’ll take care of you.”

Using Item on Your Muse:  “Alright Myrrh, let’s patch you up.”

Healing/Buffing Your Muse: "This is the least I can do.”

Tag-Team Special: “It’s over for them.”

#darklingdragon

[elysofnir]

🍐 : how intelligent is my muse overall? are they smarter than the average person, or less than? are they primarily self-taught, or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school? are they more street smart or book smart?

Fruity Headcanons | Accepting | Also asked by @unbalancing-act & @celestialbloom

Hm... I would probably say a little bit of both for all the questions. So, I would say she is about average in terms of overall intelligence. There’s nothing that really stands out to me as overly intelligent or less than, but in her supports she definitely has her moments. 

Nat and I HC that the Frelia sibs had private tutors growing up and on top of that, she did train to be a pegasus knight. However, despite having this knowledge, she starts out, presumably, not having much experience outside of the castle. She’s really written off by like three people in her supports as naive or someone who needs to be protected. At first glance, it is for good reason, they’re looking out for a friend/sister and she does have a little bit of a temper/tendency to rush into things, like someone who wouldn’t have the experience to know that you can’t just throw a tantrum and storm in on anger alone. 

I think I mentioned this in one of the other HC posts, but she’s a lot more knowing than she lets on. She suggests a way to alert Cormag when there’s danger showing off mostly her emotional intelligence, but also battle tactics in some way. I also wanted to point to her death quote in FE8:  “I've long been prepared for this day...Too long...” which by itself is like clenches heart. But along with this, I think in her supports, it does point to how keenly aware she is of how serious war is and that there are negative consequences, it’s not a world of the good guys will always prevail in the end, especially since... (spoiler) it really did look like Grado was going to triumph with all the stones being destroyed save for Rausten’s.

#toa:headcanons #(( thank you all for sending!! )) #(( this one was a lot of fun to answer! )) #darklingdragon

[verseandrhyme]

🍒

how much does my muse value companionship?  do they constantly keep people around them,  or do they prefer to be alone often?  do they have or desire to have many friends?  do they see every meeting as an opportunity to make a new friend?

Mitama flip flops a bit on this. She didn’t really grow up with many friends her age, and she values her privacy and time alone greatly, as sometimes her friends are just too much please let her nap in peace. She could never live with people around all the time and not be emotionally exhausted.

That being said now that she has them she would rather die than lose any of them and return to solitude again. 

Of course it would be very hard to get her to admit that to them. Friendship with Mitama means constant teasing and the occasional thread disguised as a haiku if you disturb her napping, but she cares deeply for all of them.

She doesn’t necessarily have the goal of making more friends. She has the ones she can trust and if she finds herself in the company of new ones, then she supposes it’s a nice surprise, but she’s also very aware that her attitude can be off putting at times.

#ooc #headcanons #darklingdragon

[swordbecomesdestiny]

"Excuse me, Professor?" Myrrh approaches her while in the middle of the camp, frowning slightly. "I saw you looking at me a bit earlier. Is there something on my face? I don't know if there's a looking glass out here, so I can't check! Is that it?" It was as if she completely forgot about the wings poking out of her back.

Byleth knew her life had been a little removed from society, but that her father forgot to mention that some people simply had wings seemed like a large oversight on his part.

Just to be sure, Byleth leaned in to check that the girl, in fact, didn’t have anything on her face. “Nope, you’re clean.” Byleth’s eyes went back to Myrrh’s wings. Tibarn had been proud of his, but staring at anyone was considered rude. Unfortunate, that Byleth seemed to stare as a default. “Your wings are just very pretty.” Tibarn was a bird, so... “Are you a bat laguz?”

#l&ktrust2020 #asks #darklingdragon #TIBARN IS HER FRAME OF REF IM SORRY

[hotheadhero]

🌻 !

a character I wish to write with

How cliche to say “everyone” XDD I definitely would love at least one completed thread with everyone in Fodlan (housemates and “heroes”, especially Crested ones, are the easiest I can imagine plots for), but beyond that, I would generally love to write a thread with either a knight figure Caspar would admire the heck out of (Camus would be terrific, for instance, but this is old-bias motivated and I guarantee he’d get Tired of Cas’s shit so fast XD), or a himbo/etc type he can clown around with. Cas discovering the secrets of shapeshifting with any shifter is a p neat idea in general (though shifters have good reason to be secretive); and I’m easily intrigued by secret identity threads (though the one I’m supposed to start soonish would have Cas pretending to be a burglar and HATING it XD) Alas, I’m terrible at coming up with plots on a good day, and it’s even more difficult when the partner character isn’t from Cas’s home continent... Halp? /shot

#munday #answered #darklingdragon #// thanks for the ask!

[jehannandancer]

"Um, Miss Tethys? I don't know much about dancing but..." Myrrh offers out a tiny, water-colour painted book, shuffling her feet. "I found this interesting book about different kinds of dance with lots of drawings! I thought... you might like it... as-as a birthday gift."

“Sweetie, this is lovely.” She smiles warmly as she receives the book, a few seconds spent to quickly flip through the pages. A bit of color catches her eye, some illustrations and descriptions of different dances from all over. She learned more via observing, but it never hurts to have more points of reference. “Why don’t we go through this together? I’ve heard you’ve become quite the dancer since you left Caer Pelyn~”

#another year older #support: myrrh #darklingdragon #( so precious... )

[theindigoflirt]

🌻 = a character you wish to write with

interview me! 

Also asked by @darklingdragon, @regalblades, & @freliaes!

Ooo let’s go by muse this time! 

Inigo--I’d love to write with Brady! Their dynamic is so interesting; they truly are the most unlikely friends and I am here for that. Like, Inigo makes fun of Brady for crying over a flower as if he hasn’t done that??? Smh son. 

Ilyana--Zihark. There is a whole dynamic there left unexplored so you know what that means: it’s our town now. How do they know each other? Why does Ilyana forget his name even though they have a history and he gives her food on the regular? Did the two have a falling out? I just [clenches fist] want to create the answers Intsys never gave me

Leo--Peri. Their supports bring up some interesting topics and I enjoy how she makes Leo think about his own actions

#did i make you smile? [asks] #short of writing with everyone #here's the list! #vonvestra

[regnumaves]

No Winging It || Tibarn & Myrrh

@darklingdragon

Well, this sucks.

At the very least, Tibarn supposes, they have a roof over their heads. Not getting immediately shot on sight is also a bonus.

Still, the situation is not that much easier, he thinks, when he leaves the tent in the morning just to get a rude reminder that he, along with Myrrh, has been placed in the dead center of the place; said rude reminder consisting of at least 10 pairs of eyes immediately turning to him.

As well as an eleventh pair, but not a beorc one; the large, brown wyvern, the same Tibarn had seen while scouting, now glares at him. Tibarn exchanges looks with the creature; he has a feeling that she knows. She knows it was him.

Now the question is, do the soldiers know. Naturally, the people of Fodlan are not accustomed with the laguz, but... He shakes his wings to relax his muscles a bit. Is that something they could figure out?

He sighs. No point overthinking it. He’ll just make himself even more suspicious at this rate.

When Myrrh leaves the tent as well, the Hawk turns to her. “Morning. Hope you got some sleep?”

#darklingdragon #❁ thread ; no winging it. ❁ #❁ all skies shall belong to me ; ic. ❁ #❁ event season ; lock & key 2020. ❁ #L&KTrust2020 #❁ support ; myrrh. ❁

[rivclry]

🌴Though they were in the same house, Myrrh never really talked to Leonie, but still better now than not at all. "Um, excuse me, Leonie! I-I saw that those trees over there have... they have some fruit in them. Would you want to help me go up and... get them? I'm not sure I'll be able to carry that many myself..."

beach asks: accepting

Leonie was busy ruffling the sand out of her hair, consequence of trying to chase a wild crab and not paying attention to where she was going, when the younger girl approached her. She had seen her around before (at least she thinks she has in what she could reclaim from her cloudy memory) but she never had the chance to interact with her. A shame, really. She had always wanted to ask about the wings attached to her back.

Perhaps this time she would get the opportunity.

“Fruits? Ooh, I wonder what kinds they have!”

Over the excitement of fruits found by the seaside the urge to ask Myrrh if she couldn’t fly to get them herself gets pushed aside, hurriedly standing up and following the winged girl to the trees she mentioned. 

As they walk along the shore they come across a cluster of trees, each one of different lengths and widths, bearing fruit of all different shapes and sizes. Some of the fruits Leonie recognized herself while some were completely foreign. Taking in the scenery she comes to understand why Myrrh would have trouble carrying the fruits back herself. Her head tilts as she contemplates the best plan of attack.

“There’s a whole bunch here, huh? Is there any in particular that you want to eat, Myrrh? We should grab those ones first.”

#darklingdragon #♤ ic. ;; #♤ answered. ;; #// TIME FOR A FRUIT PARTY

[fortuitousflowers]

munday!!

tagged by: @exaltbound nicknames: Possum to some!  zodiac: capricorn, rooster  height: 173 cm ( about 5′8″ and a half ) timezone: PST listening to: Orville Peck  last movie i saw: Friday the 13th  last thing i googled: Definition of co-morbidity  average amount of sleep: 6-9 hours what i’m wearing: t-shirt and pj pants  dream job: Ideally none, I’d like to travel the world and do what I want using my mysteriously amassed riches. In absence of a sugar momma and/or vampiric blood curse, I’m studying to be a public librarian dream trip: I want to go EVERYWHERE for different reasons. For now, a wilderness trip to Alaska to see the Northern Lights would be fun favorite food: Sushi  play any instruments: I took violin lessons when I was younger but I’m far from a proficient player eye color: Green hair color: Blonde  languages: English and Hungarian  most iconic song: Mr. Brightside by The Killers  random fact about me: I’m currently learning various types of needlework!  reason for my url: Sumia does flower fortunes 

tagging: @sweettoothforhire , @displaced-tactician , @dearmissmaribelle , @ceaselessblade , @prodigiosusmagus , @darklingdragon , @ingridbgalatea & anyone who wants to do it! Apologies if you were already tagged or already did it! 

#toa:askmeme

[halfkete]

“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”

“Well, it wasn’t entirely an accident.” Nah smiled sheepishly at the older manakete, holding up a cake. “Do you want some? I was down at the market and this one bakery...it just smelled so good! And they offered me a taste of their cakes and....then I was walking home with sixty cakes.” 

It wasn’t like she couldn’t eat them all, but even for Nah that would be one hell of a stomach ache. “Perhaps I was thinking with my stomach...what should I do?” The sugary confection was a delight, Nah had never tasted anything so close to divine before. “They’re just so good!” She took another bite, savoring the rich taste.

“Oh, I know, I’ll give them to my friends! None of them have had anything like this either--and then we can each have our own cake and have a cake eating party!” She paused. “Can humans eat a whole cake? I never really considered that...How about you help me, Myrrh?” ( @darklingdragon )

#darklingdragon