#shepherdsinthehouse

[cxrsedsilence]

@shepherdsinthehouse [x]

Nix stared at Stahl and his out stretched hand, the shock unseen on her face. She had become friends with the cavalier but she just never expected others to care about her at this length. Back when she was held in Plegia, she was taught that it was best to ignore those fallen in battle; even her ‘allies’. The silverette never agreed with that logic but she always feared of being on the other side of it, the one in danger. That fear had become reality when an enemy arrow struck her in the leg. Her speed was her greatest asset and so this injury left her in a terrible position.

The myrmidon was convinced that she was done for, that no one could save her. This was mostly due to the stress her curse had piled upon her. It would always serve as a hindrance to others and so far no one could save her from that.. So to hear Stahl say it wasn’t in his nature to give up, it was enough to pull her out of the darkness she had put herself in. Nix reached out to grasp his hand, her grip a little shaky from the loss of blood. “.. Thank you, Stahl.”

[transparentguard-blog]

{ What’s Cooking? } Stahl + Kellam

♜~ Rook

It was a normal day for the invisible man. Wake up, take care of his armor, sharpen his javalin, clean his own tent, clean up the barracks. Being unnoticable had its perks. Especially when cleaning. However, he had to be extra careful. Today was his turn to cook. If he didn’t get at least one other shephard to help him. But who? He doesn’t know who would be good but... Ah ha!

He was armorless as he walked towards the one person who he knew how to cook, and in turn know how to make things taste good. However, his eating has outweighed his skill as a cook.

He approched the green knight named Stahl. He often called him the Abeled man as a joke. However, now he had to be serious.

“Hey, Stahl... You got an hour or so? I’m supposed to cook but you know how everyone is...” He gave a nervous laugh. Hoping Stahl would hear him. Or acknowledge him for that matter.

@shepherdsinthehouse

[grimassecret-blog]

@shepherdsinthehouse started following you

“Bouncy! Bouncy! Squish~!”

Pools of blood formed around the small girl’s feel as she continued jumping on the dead risen. Her cloak moved up and down with every movement, occasionally getting caught atop her head. She took no notice of the stranger approaching and merely continued playing with the corpse.

[tactiically-blog]

@shepherdsinthehouse ♥’d for a starter!

          if there is one thing wren can appreciate, it’s the appetite of      the shepherds. stahl in particular. not once has she raised her      voice in concern about how much the man eats, as his      metabolism seems to be fast enough to keep him fit. the mess      tent is a popular place to relax, some shepherds sneaking treats      in between training sessions, others just lazing about in the shade      offered up. 

          this day, however, has wren sneaking around the tent as      though none can see her, a plate piled high with meat. quite an      uncommon occurrence for the tactician, who typically eats modestly. 

          assured she is going to get away without being caught, wren      finds herself scurrying out the flap, only to collide with stahl.

                    “ stahl! naga, i’m sorry -- i didn’t see you                     coming in! “

[luceque-blog]

“Don’t you ever sleep?”

    { ⚜ }  “Of course I sleep! Perhaps... not as much as would be recommended, but I do sleep, I assure you.”

    She gave the cavalier a look of slight suspicion, eyes narrowing.

    “Did my father put you up to this? You can assure him that I do sleep, you know- I can take care of myself, I promise.”

[heiwanoryu-archive]

"Please don't cry."

You Angsted for it -- Sad [Starter Sentences] 

She was trying so hard not too. The woman from another land was feeling so homesick and so disgusted with herself. How could she have over-stayed her welcome here? She felt like baggage that wouldn't leave. Trying to keep it in, they lost the location of the portal. Was she stuck here, forever? Was that even possible? She wanted to go home, even if it was for a small visit. All her friends and family were there.

But then again, she had friends here within the Shepherds. Stahl was one of them. Chrom, Robin -- they were too. Small sniffles came from her, hiding her face from the cavalier. Brushing her hand against her face, she forced herself to smile, trying not to worry him anymore. Part of her was torn. To ask if they could find the tear (or Tiki, for Naga may have a way) and send her home, or to ask if she could stay with them for the rest of her life.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." 

[inthemurder]

shepherdsinthehouse replied to your post: Sorry I haven’t been on the last few days. I wish...

I hear you. I have been having the exact same problem.

It’s just so good I can’t stay away

I mean, usually when I get really into a game, I get really focused on a game to the point I can’t think about much else, so this isn’t new, but yeah.

[rosannesarcher]

🎉 : 3

Send “🎉” to attack my muse with an obscene amount of confetti.

     The Archer blinked a bit. “Was there an occasion I missed?”

[sprightlyexalt]

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“Oh, hi Stahl,” Lissa greeted with a small wave. She had been passing by the kitchens quickly, only checking to see what might be served for supper. It wasn’t too surprising to find Stahl here, though. He was notoriously good with food.

“Are you making anything interesting?”

[invisibleimpossibilities]

@shepherdsinthehouse 

[highlandladylyn-blog]

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@shepherdsinthehouse II continued from here

Maribelle had made her abrupt inquiry for one reason: her incredulity. His food was heaped simply too high for a lone man to manage. She disbelieved his capacity to finish it all. And a waste was uncouth. However, her eyes narrow at his offer, a scowl turning prominent upon her face. Her gaze turns into a scoff. 

“You’d think that I, in the manner of some wretch, would scoop food from another’s plate?”

“Prepare for your disappointment, Stahl. I’d never deign for something so brash. In fact, why must you pile food indiscriminately? Don’t tell me you intend to eat that much on your lonesome!”

[heiwanoryu-archive]

“so… can we go eat?”

five word prompts || Accepting

The feeling of laughter wanted to come out, but the smile was the only result that showed. After all that talk, and the long march, he was still hungry?! How can a man be so --? She dares not ask.! He was confused. Either he has a large appetite, or somehow, he’s never not hungry.

"Can you wait until we reach the village? It doesn't seem to be that far off; just a few more hours. I have some deer jerky in my pouch, if you'd like to have it."

[invisibleimpossibilities]

// Support page finally fully updated ♡ ! It’s almost doubled, I’m so happy to be surrounded by wonderful people!!

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[highlandladylyn-blog]

Mun is slow!

I’m working on starters and replies I promise! (FE 7/8 roms on my phone aren’t helping.) Note: I’m posting and tagging for my sake, please don’t think I’m rushing you to reply! 

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[invisibleimpossibilities]

Stahl found Robin before he smiled and gave her a small white wildflower. "Here Robin, it reminded me of you. Happy Valentines Day!" Maybe it was a little cheesy but he wanted to thank her in some way for everything she did. Stahl couldn't imagine this army without her now.

❦ ❦ Valentine’s Day Greetings! ❦ ❦

“You brought me, er…”  

Arcane ingredients the man might not be aware of, but as apprentice apothecary he should surely know a little about plants - what might make a decent potion or poultice, yet this is -

“… a weed?”

Fingers pluck the stem from gloves. 

From anyone else, Robin would toss it as an easy-out, nay, an insult. Why not let the thing continue to grow where it was, for she has no use of it? But when earnest eyes like mossed-over earth offer it so gently with the simple truth, she understands. A single flower, not a bouquet; a simple thought with no flourish. That was the man’s nature, after all: a lot of littles, but a lot of the time.

For no rhyme nor reason (or maybe just because it was found in a field), Stahl had simply thought of her while out, and snipped this little flora out of a meadow where so many other choices must also have bloomed. He kept its delicate petals safe, even bouncing rough on the back of horse (who probably wanted to eat it…), from there to here in her hand.  

The effort is utterly ridiculous. 

And yet all just for her.

“I kid…” she snickers before doubt creeps between the cracks in his armor and steals the smile from his sweet face. She lifts the flower to her hair and twists its length into a twintail tie. She’ll wear it for the day, PRETTY as any ribbon. “It’s cute, and I appreciate it, truly. Happy Valentine’s Day to you, too. I wish I had more to offer in return than my company for the rest of the way back to camp…Ah… perhaps some cheese from my snack pouch…?”