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Hugs for Robin? Hugs for Robin! (from a very shy Esther!)

“Oh?” Robin sees the girl approach, allowing her to take timid but determined steps. Soon, Esther’s arms open to reach out for a hug, of all things, but who is Robin to deny such a simple gesture? She embraces her warmly against her torso, and pats the back of her head. “Good day, Esther! I hope you’re faring well.”

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The Goddess gives Robin a hug. Who needs the hug more? The world may never know.

A welcoming embrace takes the Goddess in and snuggles tight. She may be powered by the love of other people, but sometimes even a deity needs that love directed at herself. 

And Robin will most certainly accept the gentle pull away from her work, reminding her that it is well past bedtime. Goodness, she thinks with a yawn into the other woman’s shoulder, I didn’t realize how late it had gotten. Or how tired I’ve gotten. 

With a gentle pat, Robin releases her arms ever so slightly. Sleepiness softens her voice, “Did you just come to say goodnight, or will you be joining me in the cot again?” 

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Good thing I don't care much for dresses anyway. Good riddance.

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    He quirks a brow briefly at her remark, focused gaze staring down the length of his blade and honed in on his wife. He can see that same fire in her eyes that he feels burning in his own, smoldering and unbreakable as they circle each other like vultures. A slowly spinning ring of anticipation and restraint despite the buried impatience. 

    Grey-brown eyes flicker down only a moment to the slice of her skirt, from hem to hip, exposing her leg entirely with each step before it slinks back into obscurity with the next. Regardless of how many times he’s seen them or had them wrapped around his waist or head, he still feels that tiny flicker of disappointment and less subtle surge of longing in his blood when her skin hides away. 

     True, it wasn’t quite like her to wear a dress, particularly not for a fight. For all his pride in himself for thinking he was so clever in his methods, how impressive it might be that he could slice through her clothes without breaking her skin…He realizes he can’t claim all the glory here. Not when she wears that clever smirk on her lips, enticing him further with every footstep and blink. His actions are his own, yes. He knows her games, yes, but not all of them in vivid detail. And she knows how to play him in every role. Lon’qu is never opposed to play along.

     His own sideways smile pulls to his face, a rare sight to anyone that isn’t her. He casts a brief glance to his own shirt that lays on the floor a few meters from where they pace, an impressive gash sliced across the middle. Likely irreparable. A sacrifice he’s willing to make for what lies ahead. If there was any question of her intentions before, they’re silenced when she pulls the bindings from her hair, allowing the white locks to tumble over her shoulders in an alluring heap. 

    “ Hardly fair, that was my favorite shirt .” Not true, and it’s clear. He never was much of a liar.

     Ending the standoff, he lunches forward, sword clashing against her own. One. Two. Three. The sound echoes through the fortress halls, a sound all too familiar to the stone that surrounds them. Another quick turn of his blade and upward swing, and he cuts clean through fabric again, from sternum to collar. There’s a moment of pause as the dress falls open, previously concealed cleavage no impossible to ignore, as blatantly obvious as the self-satisfied look on Lon’qu’s face. And not a scratch on her (as if he’d risk it if he wasn’t positive of the outcome). He steps in close, face hovering as close to hers as their same shoulders, another pacing circle, but this one more akin to a dance. And whatever look of surprise may have briefly crossed her face is quickly replaced with that sultry grin again. 

    His voice is low and husky when he speaks, movements pausing just a moment as he savors the game. “ I wonder how you’ll make it up to me ?” 

    But he’ll receive no answers yet. No answers but the instant clashing of blades once more. And he relishes it. The thrill of swordplay and foreplay with the one woman who could break past his barriers. Every last one. 

    And he’ ll gladly let her do it every night for the rest of his life.

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i just discovered this wilkinson sword ad, and it is basically #myaesthetic 😘

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when mage’s eyes glow/change color while casting their spells reblog if u agree

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Okay darlings, let’s try this promo thing one more time!

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Rachel is cool

Anon you bring me joy every time. It is always lovely to hear from you and know you're still out there kicking and spreading love. I do hope you are well and safe these days!!

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LOVE - prompt

     @theoriesoflove     headcanon word prompts || always accepting

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    The word love can claim many definitions, Lenora knows this well, and yet it also be described by many as a feeling beyond any language at all. Robin can hold all the books and letters in her hands as she likes, but even in tangible form, its full meaning escapes her. 

     She doesn’t remember or have family draping her in blankets and embraces of safety. She does wonder what it would be like, though.

     She doesn’t know the arms of romance, and as far as any adult history can tell her, her rough edges, workaholic tendencies, and bloodsoaked battle gear are not fit for it. She can’t disagree; even her own heart does not fuel her with the drive to spend her time and her affections with any one person over another, not in the fanciful and possessive way she has witnessed among other couples. 

     Friendship remains all she can cling to, the only springboard for understanding. Camaraderie in shared meals and shared fires, the give and take of blows and advice, the expansion of knowledge and skills with one another all create a passion and synergy she only wishes could be shared with the entire world. Her loyalty to Chrom, her dedication to her shepherds and their respect in return. Surely, these aspects of relationships - the merging of lines between self and other to create something even bigger than themselves - grasps at the vague concept of such a tiny word with the largest of connotations? 

    Robin feels something when she thinks of her lord partner, each and every one of her allies, the townspeople she meets, and even her enemies. They touch and tie together the lives of each other, forever, even in the smallest of moments. If not, each tactic she ever devises would not ring so true or important. Every detail matters. Every choice matters. Every life matters. Meditating on the subject always leads to these conclusions, even when they don’t match most. Other people wish her to find “more” within the subject, and yet Robin feels like her definition rather broadens the scope from theirs.

     (But then, there are the parts of her that wish merely to snuff out all of the above, when she pushes others away, when her mind takes over her heart, when she knows she should feel something and does not. There are times she wishes to crush any disdain beneath her boot and swallow up malcontent to create a clearer path for her to blaze ahead in her own pursuits… This, at least, she knows is not love. Even if she can’t seem to quell the pain and voices that come along with their spikes…)

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Negative Traits - Robin

——— ❝ NEGATIVE CHARACTER TRAIT LIST. ❞

Below is a list of 102 negative traits to describe your character.

Aggressive - pursuing one’s aims and interests forcefully, sometimes unduly so

Aloof - not friendly or forthcoming; cool and distant

Arrogant - having or revealing an exaggerated sense of one’s own importance or abilities

Belligerent - hostile and aggressive

Big-headed - conceited or arrogant

Bitchy - malicious or unpleasant

Boastful - showing excessive pride and self-satisfaction in one’s achievements, possessions, or abilities

Bone-idle - lazy

Boring - not interesting; tedious

Bossy - fond of giving people orders; domineering

Callous - showing or having an insensitive and cruel disregard for others

Cantankerous - bad-tempered, argumentative, and uncooperative

Careless - not giving sufficient attention or thought to avoiding harm or errors

Changeable - irregular; inconstant

Clinging - overly dependent on someone emotionally

Compulsive - resulting from or relating to an irresistible urge, especially one that is against one’s conscious wishes

Conservative - a person who is averse to change and holds to traditional values and attitudes, typically in relation to politics

Cowardly - lacking courage

Crass - lacking sensitivity, refinement, or intelligence

Cruel - willfully causing pain or suffering to others, or feeling no concern about it

Cunning - having or showing skill in achieving one’s ends by deceit or evasion

Cynical - believing that people are motivated by self-interest; distrustful of human sincerity or integrity

Deceitful - guilty of or involving deceit; deceiving or misleading others

Detached - separate or disconnected

Dishonest - behaving or prone to behave in an untrustworthy or fraudulent way.

Dogmatic - inclined to lay down principles as incontrovertibly true

Domineering - assert one’s will over another in an arrogant way

Fastidious - very attentive to and concerned about accuracy and detail

Finicky - fussy about one’s needs or requirements

Foolish - lacking good sense or judgement; unwise

Foolhardy - recklessly bold or rash

Fussy - fastidious about one’s needs or requirements; hard to please

Greedy - having or showing an intense and selfish desire for something, especially wealth or power

Grumpy - bad-tempered and irritable

Gullible - easily persuaded to believe something; credulous

Harsh - cruel or severe

Impatient - having or showing a tendency to be quickly irritated or provoked

Impolite - not having or showing good manners; rude

Impulsive - acting or done without forethought

Inconsiderate - thoughtlessly causing hurt or inconvenience to others

Inconsistent - not compatible or in keeping with

Indecisive - not having or showing the ability to make decisions quickly and effectively

Indiscreet - having, showing, or proceeding from too great a readiness to reveal things that should remain secret or private

Inflexible - unwilling to change or compromise

Interfering - tending to interfere in other people’s affairs

Intolerant - not tolerant of views, beliefs, or behavior that differ from one’s own

Irresponsible - not showing a proper sense of responsibility

Jealous - feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages

Lazy - unwilling to work or use energy

Machiavellian - cunning, scheming, and unscrupulous, especially in politics

Materialistic - excessively concerned with material possessions; money-oriented

Mean - one who makes no effort to understand or empathize with others

Miserly - of or characteristic of a miser

Moody - given to unpredictable changes of mood, especially sudden bouts of gloominess or sullenness

Narrow-minded - not willing to listen to or tolerate other people’s views; prejudiced

Nasty - behaving in an unpleasant or spiteful way

Naughty - disobedient; badly behaved

Nervous - easily agitated or alarmed; tending to be anxious; highly strung

Obsessive - a person who is affected by an obsession

Obstinate - stubbornly refusing to change one’s opinion or chosen course of action, despite attempts to persuade one to do so

Overcritical - inclined to find fault too readily

Overemotional - having feelings that are too easily excited and displayed

Parsimonious - unwilling to spend money or use resources; stingy or frugal

Patronizing - apparently kind or helpful but betraying a feeling of superiority; condescending

Perverse - showing a deliberate and obstinate desire to behave in a way that is unreasonable or unacceptable, often in spite of the consequences

Pessimistic - tending to see the worst aspect of things or believe that the worst will happen

Pompous - affectedly and irritatingly grand, solemn, or self-important

Possessive - demanding someone’s total attention and love

Pusillanimous - showing a lack of courage or determination; timid

Quarrelsome - given to or characterized by quarreling

Quick-tempered - easily made angry

Resentful - feeling or expressing bitterness or indignation at having been treated unfairly

Rude - offensively impolite or ill-mannered

Ruthless - having or showing no pity or compassion for others

Sarcastic - marked by or given to using irony in order to mock or convey contempt

Secretive - inclined to conceal feelings and intentions or not to disclose information

Selfish - lacking consideration for others; concerned chiefly with one’s own personal profit or pleasure

Self-centered - preoccupied with oneself and one’s affairs

Self-indulgent - characterized by doing or tending to do exactly what one wants, especially when this involves pleasure or idleness

Silly - having or showing a lack of common sense or judgement; absurd and foolish

Sly - having or showing a cunning and deceitful nature

Sneaky - furtive; sly

Stingy - unwilling to give or spend; ungenerous

Stubborn - having or showing dogged determination not to change one’s attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so

Stupid - having or showing a great lack of intelligence or common sense

Superficial - not having or showing any depth of character or understanding

Tacky - showing poor taste and quality

Tactless - having or showing a lack of adroitness and sensitivity in dealing with others or with difficult issues

Timid - showing a lack of courage or confidence; easily frightened

Touchy - oversensitive and irritable

Thoughtless - not showing consideration for the needs of other people

Truculent - eager or quick to argue or fight; aggressively defiant

Unkind - inconsiderate and harsh to others

Unpredictable - behaving in a way that is not easily predicted

Unreliable - not able to be relied upon

Untidy - not inclined to keep one’s possessions or appearance neat and in order

Untrustworthy - not able to be relied on as honest or truthful

Vague - thinking or communicating in an unfocused or imprecise way

Vain - having or showing an excessively high opinion of one’s appearance, abilities, or worth

Vengeful - seeking to harm someone in return for a perceived injury.

Vulgar - lacking sophistication or good taste; unrefined

Weak-willed - lacking the ability to resist influence or to restrain one’s own impulses; irresolute

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I’m off to the woods ! It’s been too long, I need to sit in a creek and forget some things.

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just a fun little character game. fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by.  repost & tag away!

TAGGED BY - @flamecrest, ty baby I’ve been wanting some aesthetic memes to get back into Robin feel and imagery!! I didn’t even have to hunt them down this is perfect!

TAGGING - lmao idk who else is still here for fea or how multimuses would want tagged?? Take it if you want it, I love reading these.

EMOTIONS / FEELINGS:

I. Useful – Is this an emotion? Uncertain, but dear gods let her feel it. Let her do something, be something, find a place for all these skills in her hands and thoughts in her head. She was destined to do something for someone, she knows it.  II. Empty – There are spaces in her head and her heart that are missing. That are blurry, that at times even feel scratched out and overwritten. Others reach into their chest and pour emotions from their hearts on their sleeves at times when she feels nothing. No shame, remorse, butterflies, excitement when others cry or titter. She thinks she should, sometimes, but she doesn’t. It can’t be normal. III. Fear (Paranoia?) – Death lurks in every battlefield, behind every tree. Danger is along each and every path. This is war and it is her duty and desire to keep everyone safe. She must plan down to every detail and consider every possibility, or the fear of losing any precious life may just consume her. IV. Rage  – Harm those she loves, threaten her plans, violate her values, insult her insecurities, and be prepared to bruise and bleed - likely in vital fluids, possibly in humiliation. Survival is not ensured. V.  Silly – At least, let it not be said that she doesn’t have a sense of humor. A cunning mind can let loose some steam with playful banter, pranks, and reckless abandon possibly a bit uncouth for someone of her position.

GREETINGS:

I. Any standard hello, but she will use your name. It is important. You are valid. She knows you. II. The flicker of a gaze over the page of a book, begging pardon for just a moment before she can offer you her full attention ( or... uh... continues to ignore you.) III. A cry of warning as she rushes to your side. IV. She doesn’t greet you, she’s too busy talking to herself. Please save her from her own mind. V. Right to business with a directive, request, accusation, question.

COLORS:

I. khaki #D2C5B5 II. matte gold #D5C990 III. leather belt brown #5F5855 IV. grimleal grape (plum) #6E6672 V. charcoal gray #444650

SCENTS:

I. earth - soot, metals, minerals, oils, dirt. She is a nomad and she carries the land she traverses and fights upon with her. II. campfire smoke - they are frequent and the scent is permanently held between the stitches of her cloak III. incense - rituals require it, a secondary type of smoke which leaves its enchantment upon her IV. ink - her hands are stained with it, even when it’s invisible. V. perfume - whether musk and camphor from lotions and baths of her own purchase, or a more soft, romantic floral from gifted bottles.

CLOTHING:

I: tactician’s cloak. Of unknown origin, but it appears to be a uniform and handed down. Enchanted for safety and for temperature control. II: boots. Leather. Practical. She added the calf-guards herself. III: leather waist cinch and belts. For added protection and storage. IV: gauntlets. Important protection for melee fighting.

OBJECTS:

I: invisible ink. Used for secret plans... and secret letters.  II: self-portrait. A gift from Libra which keeps her believing in herself and reminds her of her bond with another, as well as the beauty in the world. III: black pearl hairpin. another object of mystery she was already carrying on her when her memory begins. It must be something good, though, for she feels happy when she holds it. IV: bandages. Every army mom needs them. V: weapon. Tome, sword, her personal runic sword, a poison or potion perhaps, possibly a dagger. Something for protection at all times.

VICES / BAD HABITS:

I. competitive. Distractably so. She will latch on to a task, hyperfocus and not stop until she’s the best or is absolutely miserable. May do absolutely absurd things at her own expense in the name of proving a point. II. stubborn. Her overthinking mind means you have to be equally as loud and convincing to overcome her sensibilities and get her to change behavior or see something a new way.  III. blunt. Sugarcoating is very rare. If she has an issue with you, she will confront you and she may or may not have tact about it. Unrelenting in making her opinion known, especially if she thinks you’re being stupid or putting something at risk. IV. hypocrite. A million possibilities in a million different contexts means she’ll often contradict herself, though arguably it is because some thoughts and values are circumstantial. Will definitely hold double standards when it comes to her loved ones vs everyone else vs possibly herself. V. bloodlust. Fell blood makes her enjoy when she has to be violent more than she probably should. Sometimes it’s hard to stop.

BODY LANGUAGE:

I. judging you. eyes squinted in contemplation. crossed arms. hips shifted slightly askew. you can basically hear the flickering of thoughts in her head, the scrawling of mental notes. You have no idea if she’s admiring you or finding you wanting.  II. carrying something. Usually stacks of tomes and maps, often bags of armory or baskets of supplies. Never too much to handle on her own, but never so little she’d refuse help.  III. slumped over the tactics table. Head in her arms, cheek probably smeared with her last lettering. She stayed up too late again ...zzzzzzzz IV. fighting stance. Ready to spar. Ready to kill. Ready to tip the scales. V. At ease. Gentle touches, reassuring proximity, relaxed shoulders, soft smiles, tucks of twintails behind her ear. She is around people she cares for and trusts. 

AESTHETICS:

I. a desk completely covered in parchment, quills, inkwells, and tomes, illuminated by the glow of a nearly-spent candle II. the clang of steel swords, the crackling residue of magic burning in one’s nose, the shift of leather against chainmail III. gray clouds releasing a crack of lightning, the ground aflame as thunder follows IV. a sky of darkness giving way to the warm tones of a cloudless new dawn, witnessed by the ever-watchful gaze of a six-eyed glyph V. a dusty old library with fingerprints left upon carefully selected books

SONGS:

I. "Keeps Gettin’ Better” - Christina Aguilera II. ���Brave” - Sara Bareilles III. “Limitless” - Jennifer Lopez IV. “It’s the Fear” - Within Temptation V. “I’m Never Gonna Let You Down” - Colbie Caillat

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I was intoxicated with the way he viewed the world, seeing the splendor in all our surroundings, he reminded me how to be alive. I loved looking through his lens, he held magic in his eyes.

Vivi Dale

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an ocean that loses a single drop becomes a different ocean.

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I will be here to guide you. 

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           A WARRIOR by circumstance… 

                                         A gentle heart by choice.