#littlebirdtactician

[sagelyexalt]

littlebirdtactician replied to your post:WELL– since enough of you liked all those posts...

yoo this is such a good idea??

yeh! I’ve done these kinds of things before, they’re usually lots of fun and get people engaging with one another. So hopefully it will be plenty of fun!

[tacticbourne-blog]

          “ Mother, are you taking me somewhere today? Is it outside of the camp, too? “

          Bounding on the balls of his feet, the child couldn’t help but beam back a smile that rivaled the sun’s own. A single day had passed since he had reunited with his dear mother, and even shorter was their time spent together. His eyes reflected the scenery that encircled him, fawn flushed optics still unacquainted with how young his mother appeared in this timeline.

          Tossing aside that trackless train of thought, he then began to ponder, speculating where in the world she would take him; a dragon’s lair, perhaps, or a castle, grander than anything documented within the folds of his many books. Wherever chance lead the pair, their time would be very well spent.

          " Oh man, I just knew was today going to be a great day! "

@littlebirdtactician​   ┊┊call.

[innatum-blog]

                                   @littlebirdtactician

“That was a close one!” An easy - hearted laugh fills the air, lavender hues cutting down at the Plegian warrior at his feet. Gaze quick to flicker toward the exalt and the decision, Khar have a slight bow of his head. “We’ve been searching for the infamous Shephards, my sister and I. After witnessing an attack in our village, we wanted to take up the sword and fight for the cause. Truth be told, it was sister’s idea -- and wherever she goes, I go.” He’s much to easy going despite the fact that he had brought his blade down upon the fallen soldier, not even flinching for a moment. “We’ve come long and far, you know. “I really do hope you could use our service.” 

[wyvernerva-blog]

@littlebirdtactician​

“Ah Robin, just the person I was looking for.” Clasping her hands in front of her, Cherche headed towards the tactician with a smile. Not the smile where she tells someone ‘I’ll get Minerva to eat you’, oh no; those are for people who’ve made her mad. It was the normal smile. “I have a request.”

[blueberrytactician-blog]

littlebirdtactician replied to your post:❝ The Outrealms are great and all.. But I like...

yOU’RE ON MORGAN OMG

waves at

[xshorthair]

honestly?? we would welcome any of the characters you listed because like. i only know 1 gangrel, and 1 libra, and i am the only aversa i know of so i would honestly just pick the one you feel you could write the best!

thankyou so much for letting me know!Honestly, i wasn’t even so sure about it or even which character’s are around.

i will think about each of them more in due time and eventually make the blog when i’ve come to a conclusion!

[sugarybandit-blog]

"May we meet again,"

angsty starters ( + sad qoutes / song lyrics. )

     He said nothing as their eyes locked for a moment. He couldn’t find the words to say; what could he say? Nothing he could say could make Robin stay in their world; nothing could save her life and ensure she would remain by his side forever. Nothing would stop her from dissolving into nothingness along with the Fell Dragon due to her selfless sacrifice.

     No, all he could do was watch uselessly as she disintegrated. All he could do was look his wife in the eye and silently plead with her to stay; to not leave him on his own. She had promised to remain by his side, and now… he was losing her. He was losing her and he could do nothing to stop it. For once, he felt utterly powerless.

     But he couldn’t let her go. Not like this. Not without telling her how much he adored her, how much he cared for her! And so as he made to call out to her one last time, she suddenly vanished, and with her disappearance came the raw grief that festered within him like an open wound. It became too much to bear, for the thief would sink to his knees and stare unseeingly at the spot his wife had been standing moments prior.

     He barely registered the wetness on his face. The image of Robin’s soft smile and eyes filled with sadness played over and over in his mind. It was relentless how the image tortured him, for he knew that this time, it was final. He would not see her again, and the one woman he cared for ceased to exist anymore.

     He felt numb. He wouldn’t throw himself into despair like many of her friends did so openly–rather he would detach himself from the group and find a quiet spot to grieve on his own.

     Once away from prying eyes, he let his emotions run freely within him. Anger; betrayal; sadness; grief. It was all Gaius could think of as the tears flowed freely. In an effort to lessen his pain, he slammed his fist against a crumbling wall, heaving sharp gasps as he did.

     He had been powerless to stop it. He was a failure. He had done nothing to save Robin and even more shameful than that, he didn’t get the chance to tell her that he loved her one last time. The guilt clawed at him from within and try as he might, he could not quell the sorrow that rooted itself deep within him.

    “Bubbles… I’m sorry…” he murmured to himself as he let the grief overshadow him.

[scarletdefender]

❝ you and the land are one. ❞

{ ༺༒༻ } ❝You think so?❞ Hinoka inquired with a small smile. She’d often been told that her compassion and determination was just like Hoshido’s fight against enemy countries, as well as the bountiful harvests that persevered throughout the year.

❝It’s good to hear that - my kingdom means so much to me, after all. I was raised on the idea that there is no greater honor than protecting one’s family, and certainly, that is what my people are to me, whether I can list their faces and names or not.❞

[sagelyexalt]

ʘ‿ʘ (kinda?? idk if i'd quite say attractive but more like. robin looks at emmeryn like 'wow you are gorgeous')

 Send a 'ʘ‿ʘ' if your muse finds my muse attractive.

“Oh my, that’s very kind of you, Lady Robin.”

“Surely I’m not that comely, though.”

[valiclate]

❛ you ever just ugh really hard? ❜

    “all the time.”

[luftatem-blog]

@littlebirdtactician

Sighs and plays with the feather quill, what should he say in this letter now?

[equitissa-blog1]

     The final resting place of a recently deceased ally was already WET with the tears of a young cavalier, Sophie’s eyes red from the tears that DRIBBLED down in streaks on the side of her face. They were just one out of many soldiers under Kamui’s COMMAND, and one of the few lives thrown away today the youth’s mind only thinking of the family that the footman must have left behind. She DID NOT KNOW HIM, but cared for the soldiers of the army as much as she did her friends, and the fact that they sacrificed themselves in order to allow for Kamui’s mission to be carried out struck deeply into her. The dedication and devotion displayed by the BATTALIONS on the battlefield were second to none, and Sophie admired that, yet another salty tear SPRINKLED the surface of the grave. A gentle hand tentatively TOUCHED her shoulder, causing her to turn and face Robin, the mysterious tactician who had always seemed to APPEAR out of nowhere.

     “ Ah, hello Robin… ”

     Cue her hand reaching towards her face, wiping the tear streaks from her face. Her unfocused gaze honed in everywhere EXCEPT for the other’s eyes, fingers gripping at her sleeve. A long, drawn out pause settled in, BROKEN only when Sophie murmured a thought aloud.

     “ War is always so sad… Isn’t it…? ” 

➤  || @littlebirdtactician​

[yatonoryunoko-blog]

❝I could try, but no promises.❞

“I’m not expecting miracles here” Kamui comments, stepping back to watch her work the map and figurines that he had set out, going over mock battles and tactics against himself mainly but somehow he managed to force himself into a deadlock.

[sugarybandit-blog]

“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”

hurt meme.

     She wasn’t okay. The blood poured out of her wound nonstop, and every breath Robin drew was ragged and shallow. Gaius had tried to stop the bleeding. There wasn’t a potion he didn’t use, a method he didn’t try. But it all amounted to nothing–he knew she was dying in his arms.

      “Don’t say that,” he replied through gritted teeth. His grip around his wife tightened as he leaned his forehead against her own. He knew she was downplaying her pain. He knew she did it so as to not worry him. But he knew better despite the brave face she put on.

     “Don’t say that, Bubbles.” His voice cracked for a moment before he would heave a breath through his nose to regain his composure. Even as he spoke to her, he could feel the life ebbing away from her. This only caused him to hold her tighter against him, for he wanted to savor their last moments together.

     “You shouldn’t have… gods, why didn’t you let me…” He couldn’t bring himself to finish his sentence. He blamed himself for this, for she had blocked the hit that had been meant for him. As a result, she lay dying in his arms.

      This was his fault. All of it was his fault.

     “…I’m sorry, Robin.”

[lavenderdiviner-blog]

@littlebirdtactician​

—≪☯≫ “𝓦𝒆𝓵𝓵, 𝔀𝒆𝓵𝓵, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓸 𝔀𝒆 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝒆 𝓱𝒆𝓻𝒆?” She smirked at the other, tilting her head. “𝓢𝓷𝒆𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓹 𝓪𝓻𝒆 𝔀𝒆?”

[fujiinkyu-blog]

@littlebirdtactician

           ❝ So, you’re one of Corrin’s friends from Nohr... ❞

     Bitter a flavour, the roll of your sibling’s name held. Sharp & pungent on your tongue;      and none more ��pleasant. 

           ❝ I almost feel sorry for you. Nohr has such a               penchant for lying and turning families against               each other. ❞