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Dec 20th, 2017

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Can you write something for M!corrin and Camilla. Thanks!

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Mar 22nd, 2016

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If you're doing requests for fates, can you maybe do a f!corrin and keaton post? maybe something about him finding her in a compromising position or something?

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Hello hello. Here is a little drabble to get back into the spirit of writing and try to flesh out a neutral (as neutral as one can make a changeable character) Sara Ryder.
I took the liberty of changing some slight ME information. I know that Shepard wasn’t exactly the glorified hero who was paraded around after ME1 as I may have made it seem, but I took some inspiration off of this link:  https://www.pinterest.com/pin/AWz8nYAQy6IFtR7xEd-Hw6X8eRN5oocbjI9rVtbwEmKRjFTm2spO2sU/
It works within the timeline as well, since ME1 ends in 2183 CE and the launch of Andromeda Initiative isn’t until 2185 CE.
       The first-time oxygen struggled to find its way into the lungs of the eldest twin, Sara Ryder, was the night the entirety of her world came crashing down around her. Her mother, her beautiful, doting, outgoing, and ingenious mother, was sick. AEND, an acronym that hardly made sense to her still maturing brain, bounced around repeatedly in an attempt to recall some knowledge of what the disease was.
       In the moment, she could not. Her focus was waning and all she could think of was the grim expression that stayed hidden behind the masks her parents wore. Their smiles may have been there, soft and reassuring in the best way one can when delivering such news, but their eyes held all their fears. Sara could not, for the life of her, recall what AEND stood for. Instead, she felt the searing pain in her throat, the tortuous squeeze around her heart, and the stinging behind her eyes as she stared blankly ahead.
       “I understand.” The words tumbled out from too stiff lips in a whispered tone, choked out into the deafening silence. A moment later, that silence shattered; a wail of pure terror and pain piercing the air.
       It had never hurt to breathe before.
[M!Corrin x Camilla – Hope you enjoy it love.
Warnings - Slight Spoilers to
Conquest(?)]
With another glance thrown towards the mirror, your eyes
narrowed at the image sprawled onto the reflective material. Displayed within
the glass cage was an image that you hardly recognized. It was of yourself. You
were completely dolled up, much to your displeasure, and the only thing that
was truly out of place was the deep frown embedded into your features. Your
armor was new, shined and polished hundreds of times, and the cloth beneath it
was shaded in colors of your kingdom, of Nohr. On your body was the crest of
the family, which you wore proudly, though it didn’t make you detest this
attire any less. In fact, the only thing that didn’t seem so constricted and
confined was your unruly hair that had been left alone after the maids dealt
with hours of pain because of it.
“C’mon, this is ridiculous.” You muttered to yourself, tearing
your gaze away from the mirror in favor of literally anything else. You loved
your family, sure, but ever since the war ended Xander had been holding more
and more royal gatherings to try and reestablish lost connections over the
years. Sure, it was genius, but you really detested the stuffy air that
surrounded these events.
[F!Corrin and Keaton - Hope you enjoyed it! :D ]
“Corrin, can I borrow you for a moment?”
“Big sister! Big sister! Come and play with me!”
“We need to address battle plans, Corrin.”
The amount of frustration building up in your wolfskin
husband as he sat under the shade of a tree in the camp was unbearable. His
tail swishing angrily from side to side at a near killer pace was a dead
giveaway to that very fact. You, his adorable, friendly, hardworking, kind, and
over accommodating wife, his treasure, were being whisked away by everyone and
anyone under the sun. It was no different from any other day this past week, he
noted, but today he desperately wanted to be with you. Today, for whatever
reason, he felt the loneliness stronger than he had previously. These feelings had
reached an all-time high.
A big battle was fast approaching and he hardly had any time
to spend with you before it save for some hours at night. Even then, however,
you only allowed a few hours of rest before you left him in favor of catering
to everyone else and their needs. It was frustrating and somewhere mixed in all
that annoyance was a deep-rooted fear. A fear that you two were drifting apart.
A fear that you were becoming bored with him and his antics. A fear that he
would look over one day and you truly wouldn’t be there, not because you were
busy, but because you had slipped away.
[Yet another little drabble for the fates fandom. This one is Leo and
F!Corrin – Birthright path spoilers]
It had been years since the war had come to an end. Prince
Leo of Nohr had taken over his kingdom and Prince Ryoma had taken control of
his. The two, while struggling to see eye to eye at first, had made great
strides in maintaining the peace their beloved family and friends fought to
create. Both kingdoms honored the deceased, the lives lost to the madness that
came from the reign of King Garon, by working through each obstacle that was
presented before them.
This peace would not be broken now. Not after so many lives
had been lost to obtain it. It was still a blossoming flower and its life would
not be stomped out. Especially since the fair princess was still willing to
throw everything to the wind, leave everything she knew and loved if need be,
to protect it.
You had already lost so much, so you would be damned to the
many Hells before you allowed this tranquility to shatter before your eyes.
[This is another old work from fanfiction,net of Levi and Mikasa. Just a cute little thing I enjoyed doing.]
We’ll always be so perfectly… happy.
“That’s odd. Mikasa is missing too.”
[This is a Levi x Mikasa one shot I wrote and shared on the fanfiction website awhile back. It follows no real timeline in the plot.]
The echoing of footsteps could be heard throughout the entire mansion that housed the Survey Corps. It was steady and very evenly spaced out as it approached the room which Corporal Levi resided in. Humanity’s strongest soldier had just recently returned from a duo mission and there were questions that plagued everyone’s mind once they had caught sight of their superior. Having said nothing and having just returned back to his space, no one knew what had happened or if it was even a success. The commander was nowhere to be found and anyone who knew something wasn’t talking.
Of course, one boy wasn’t going to just sit around twiddling his thumbs, not when it involved her at least.
[A little Takumi x F!Corrin drabble. Spoilers for the Birthright path are contained within this.]
Even today, days after the coronation of the beloved Prince Ryoma, the air in Hoshido was thick with excitement and radiated happiness. The city buzzed with countless happy people, all of whom expected to see the royal family around and just as elated as well. It was magnificent, extravagant, and certainly something one like yourself, a formerly sheltered princess who was raised in an entirely different country, was not use to. Still, you loved it all the same. Well, you enjoyed it when you weren’t being tugged every which way by your siblings, your retainers, and the wills of the masses who so desperately wanted to see the returned royalty that brought on this peaceful time, that is. At first it had been so thrilling that you welcomed every new thing that needed your attention, but as the days dragged on, you slowly found the illusion wearing off. You were exhausted, and with that exhaustion came the lack of mental control; something you had been so desperately holding onto so you could keep the nagging feelings in your heart buried just a little while longer. However, today, when the chance arose for you to slip away from the organized chaos, you jumped on it (much to the displeasure of your retainers). That is why, at this very moment, you sat under the shade of a tall tree with your knees tucked tightly against your chest. Your back was pressed deep into the hard surface and you let out yet another loud sigh as your ruby red hues flickered up towards the large body of water just a few paces in front of you. You had met Azura here. The night your big brother had been crowned king, he had found you here. So it only seemed fitting that you ran away to wallow in your own thoughts here as well.

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