#divxnedragon

[ah-rooooo]

@divxnedragon​

“A-Are you sure..? I never saw a talking animal before..”

✴-❝Yeah, I promise I’m not all that bad, ah-rooooo! I know I’m big, but I’m far from bad! I just was worried you were lost, little guy!❞

[ofsilverhairs-blog]

@divxnedragon

It wasn’t someone she recognized, by any means, but she couldn’t deny that his choice of clothing was more or less similar to her own. At least, it was less jarring to her than the people wearing business suits and hoodies.

Perhaps, even if the chances were slim, this person might also be from Tellius. He might know what had happened to... To Pelleas, and to Daein.

Eventually, she steeled herself and moved towards Kana with clear nervousness written in the furrows of her brows and through her unconvincing smile. “Hello, and I’m sorry if this is sudden, but might you know of a land called Daein?”

[vallight-blog]

     This place was home to no shortage of surprises. Despite having only been in Citta for nearly twenty-four hours, Azura had already managed to locate a familiar face or two. There was another mystery to be had near the market of Sector 005 in the form of a young man.

     Though she had never witnessed Corrin’s union—nor did she have any suspicions that she loved a man enough to have a child with him—there was little denying the resemblance this boy had to her dear friend. 

     From the bandana around his neck to the cape flowing from his back, they didn’t just stop with his clothing, either. Pointed ears suggesting manakete heritage were perhaps the cornerstone of her little theory, and by the time they met eyes she decided to follow her instinct. What was the worst that could happen?

“Excuse me,” she began, addressing him with an air of politeness,

“I was wondering if you knew a woman by the name of ‘Corrin’?”

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[odeofnight]

@divxnedragon

Back and forth, Norah swung on the swing. Her mind lost in thought, filled with worrisome things. Would she ever go home, in time to see her queen? Or had her mother lost her life, her daughter’s death the last thing she seen? It made her eyes wet and she couldn’t have spotted, the boy who had drawn close as her tears she did blotted. And when she finally noticed, it was with a jump and she almost landed down on her rump.

“Bundle of joy! I’m sorry for the display weeping here, in a place meant for play. My eyes are dried, I’m all fine Did you need a swing? I’ll lend you mine.”

[harmoneia]

@divxnedragon

     It was disheartening that one of the youngest and most innocent of her comrades had been brought into this dangerous place. First Elise, and now Kana... But in these moments she had to remain calm; it would be of no use to become upset in front of the child. She approached him slowly and placed a hand gently on his shoulder so as not to scare him.

     “Kana, they’ve brought you here too... I’m just happy to see you safe.” He did look like his usual cheerful self: that was certainly encouraging. “How long have you been here?”

[idontkill-archive]

@divxnedragon

Technology is one of the few non-fighting things you understand. You can't program a computer or anything like that, but you know how to work them and TVs and get every bit of information you can from them. You wake up in the morning and watch the news and after watching ballet you watch it again before falling asleep. It's the best way to get information about what's happening when you can't read.

You hadn't meant to stumble into an electronics store. You have no money to buy anything and there was a TV in your house, so you were set. It was all you really needed to continue your crime fighting (though a supercomputer that searched up files and then read them to her would be better). Still, you take a look around and before you know it you're staring down at a small boy with pointy ears who's staring at the TVs as if he's never seen one before.

For a moment you simply stand there, lost at what to do. You haven't been around kids in so long and the last time you were you weren't actually allowed to interact with them. But you're pretty sure he's going to accidentally push over that TV and he shouldn't be here without a parent with him. Wait... Did the scientists bring entire families here? Or just whoever they thought they could kidnap? Were kids brought here alone? All those thoughts make you feel sick and angry. No one should be kidnapped, but you have a particular hatred for kidnapping children.

You walk to the boy, chewing your bottom lip before venturing, "Be... Careful." You fidget, shifting on your feet. You really aren't good with kids when out of costume, when forced to be a normal person. You wish you were facing criminals right then instead of a little kid.

[masquebreaker-blog]

@divxnedragon

“Eh? That’s...”  Charlotte peered at the figure who stood off on the distance. Yes, it had to be. It was Lady Corrin’s son!

“Why if it isn’t Kana!” She smiled at the boy as she hurried over towards him. “Are you doing alright, dear? Unharmed? Housed? Well fed?” She made a show of fussing about his condition, fidgeting as she looked him over. “I see you’ve been snatched up just the same as myself! Oh, but for these horrid people to lay even a finger upon a royal heir! The very idea upsets me...”

“Are you alone out here? Oh you will let me watch over you, won’t you? I cannot imagine your mother would have things be otherwise...”

Were it someone else’s child, she would have been loathe to babysit them in any manner. Ingratiating herself towards the royal family though... that was always a worthy usage of time.

[soporificisms-blog]

@divxnedragon

“Kana.” The name is said with a tired smile and a small look of fondness for the smaller boy. But the moment is fleeting; Dwyer’s naturally somber expression returns tenfold once the severity of their situation dawns on him.  He wasn’t so naive that he would rule out the idea that he'd see some familiar faces here. But he had hoped, as lonesome as it would be, that he would be the only one...

“You shouldn’t be here. What gives... are they taking everyone from our world?” The grip on his staff tightens and he heaves a sigh. “Well... we found each other. I can’t leave you alone  now. Try not to leave me feeling ragged.... well, more ragged than I am now.”

[seigyokumizuchi]

@divxnedragon

A lull in the fighting has her quietly sitting down to rest, as for a few moments it seems like the monster has gone comatose. No doubt in time it will return to activity, and come to wreck havoc once more, but for now, it appears they both need a break.

Motion out of the corner of her eye catches her attention, and she watches as a child stumbles past, out of the ruins that used to be buildings. Quietly, she offers the bottle of water she’d been drinking from, with a single questioning eyebrow.

[designohr-blog]

"Kana..?" His voice is worried - he would argue it has to be, seeing his little cousin here, by himself. Sure, Kana can use Dragonstones, but he is so very little - to Forrest, it only makes sense to be concerned. He pushes it aside, knowing the youngest of them would likely not appreciate it. "Kana, goodness! How are you..? It feels as though everyone is here, doesn't it?" @divxnedragon

[palilicium-blog1]

Guardian

It was shameful to admit that it took her a second too long to recognize the boy. But it was simply because Flora never dreamed she’d find him here, far away away from the careful supervision of his mother and her staff. Was she truly that inefficient as a maid? Her supervision would need direct polishing-- No, the time to admonish her own skills were not now! She hiked up her uniform and she rushed to his side, wearing panic as her expression. 

“K-Kana? Is that really you?” Once she was closed enough, she immediately began to check him over for any signs of injury. “Oh, your mother must be so worried... are you hurt anywhere!? I dread the thought...!”

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[herokind]

@divxnedragon

    You can’t wait to ride this WHATEVER IT IS. You’ve seen pictures of renditions of it on EARTH BEACHES, but the rides are modelled after HOOFBEASTS instead of GRUBS. No matter. You will have fun on this gigantic spinning top.

    You are about to choose one of the BUTTERFLY RIDES when someone else touches the same fixture.

[ ♉ ] TAVROS: uHH, oOPS, [ ♉ ] TAVROS: wERE YOU GOING TO TAKE THIS ONE, 

[designohr-blog]

“But I want to hear you sing.”

“Eh? Kana - I’m,” he’s managed to make the older prince blush. “I’m not that good of a singer, not really. I’m much better at tailoring - are you sure you don’t want a new cape perhaps?”

He tries, valiantly, to dissuade his younger cousin from needing to hear him sing, as he is - honestly - rather self conscious about his voice. Still, though, when it is clear the stubborn young dragon won’t give in, he sighs, his face still tinted pink.

“Alright - alright, you win.” He shoulders the younger boy, affectionately, and huffs as he finds somewhere relatively neat to sit, his legs folded beneath him.

“A-ah.. I don’t know any songs. I can’t think of any!” He’s embarrassed - and reaches for the first one he comes across, a lullaby he vaguely remembers his mother singing to him; one of the few memories of her from his childhood that he has.

His voice is soft - and sweet, almost, and the sound of it by itself might be pleasant to listen to... though he really can’t sing. It’s completely off tune.

[sardonicstripling-archive]

Chionophobia :^)

Chionophobia: Fluffy drabble about our muses playing in the snow. 

“Geez, it’s a little chilly out here.” 

     That was a bit of an understatement. It was snowing, and it was snowing hard. Their entire surroundings were covered in a thick blanket of fluffy, cold white. Naturally, Kana had taken a shine to the sight and was currently running around in it. One upside to Nero’s demonic heritage (as well as Kana’s own) was an improved resistance to the cold. All Nero had needed to wear was his usual longcoat and he only felt a mild chill (and really, he could’ve gone without it, even), whereas Kana wore more suitable warm clothing, but nothing with the thickness that a normal human would need.

“Hey, hey!!” The younger dragonkin called out to him. “We should make a snowman!”

“Hm?” Building a snowman? Well, there was definitely plenty of snow for it. Plus, to be honest, he couldn’t refuse the kid anything. Especially something like this. “Sure. Heck, we’ve got a lotta snow--we might as well make him as big as possible.” 

“Yeah!”

     So, the two of them go to work. Rolling together mounds of snow, gathering huge chunks to stack onto one another. The lower body, the torso, and then the head. A few buttons and a pair of eyes made of various rocks the two had scavenged (Kana did most of that). Kana had wanted to get him a hat of some kind, but there wasn’t anything to use, so Nero gave him his jacket, instead. 

     Kana, seeing the snowman wearing the jacket, decided to make a small edit. Walking forward, reaching upward, and rearranging the stones that made up the mouth into a small frown.

“There, now he looks like you, Papa!” 

     Nero stood there for a minute, before closing his eyes and giving a sigh, ruffling the smaller child’s hair.

“Sure does, kiddo. Sure does.”

     --It was the little things. The things you never thought you’d get to experience that you end up cherishing the most.

[vivisectxr-blog]

@divxnedragon

“It isn’t safe for people your age to be out. Even if we still have a while until that thing breaks free, it’s not safe to be by it.”

Curiosity, of course, was natural for a child, and Yua was by no means innocent of being overly inquisitive. Not now, nor at any point in the past... But it still wasn’t safe for this kid, even if they had their powers restored.

“Battlefields can be more brutal than you imagine, especially when it comes to giant monsters like this.”

It likely wouldn’t be enough to scare him away, but... well, at least she tried.

[palilicium-blog1]

♜ (gotta release the stress from flora)

The purpose of a massage was to knead out tension found in the muscles, allowing the recipient to relax and be rid of stress free for a day. This was common knowledge; what was uncommon was to giggle during the act with attempts at stifling it made by covering her own mouth.

Bless Kana’s heart for trying but no matter how hard he rubbed, it ended up with Flora feeling ticklish and laughing into the palm of her hand.

“I-I’m so sorry for tittering like this... but this is helping. I haven’t had a good laugh in such a long time.”