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[APH] Sweden PoemIt's really OOC but, oh well.[APH] Sweden Poem by MiyuraWindsong
There was a young boy from Sweden,
who had his desk neatened.
His name was Berwald,
His pet was Oswald, (It's hard to rhyme with Berwald x-x)
and his tea was surely sweetened. (For some reason, I imagine Sweden drinking tea...)
My Lord Marth x ReaderVampireGodesNyx
Three nights. Three, long, sleepless, pain filled, frustrating nights. That's how long it took you to reach your breaking point. As prideful as you were, you couldn't just go ask someone else to help you out, but you couldn't even pretend to act meek or respectful enough for Marth to help you either. At this point, however, you were willing to do whatever needed to be done if it meant you'd get even the slightest bit of relief from this constant, paralyzing pain in your shoulder. You'd already shown up for morning drills on time, offered to help clean up the mess tent after breakfast and reorganized the supply tent. Though it may not seem like much, it was a lot to you, especially considering the fact that you were injured. Hopefully Marth would see that you were finally trying to be the soldier he expected you to be.
As you slowly walked back to your tent, exhausted from the work you'd done and the throbbing in your shoulder, you heard Marth call your name.
Respect Marth x ReaderVampireGodesNyx
A very groggy, sleepy Marth, followed close behind you while trying to rub the sleep from his heavy lids. The cold night air and bright moonlight did little to wake him. “I know it's difficult for us to find time to do this, but do you truly think that four in the morning is the best time for us to be practicing? It's dead silent out here, the others will hear the sound of our blades clashing no doubt. If they hear us, we'll be found out with ease.”
“No one will hear us practicing, just calm down already. I know what I'm doing, so come on already.” Wide awake, due to the fact that you'd slept the majority of the day, you locked elbows with Marth and tugged him further away from camp. “And wake up already. If the enemy attacked us right now, you'd be dead before you could blink.”
Marth let out a quiet chuckle. As always, your taunts meant nothing to him. “I doubt you'd fair any better, even as awake as you are. You've been f
Swordplay Marth x ReaderVampireGodesNyx
Marth looked over the sleeping campgrounds, still covered with thick morning dew from the night before and sighed. The air was still and quiet as the first rays of the morning sun peeked over the large hill on which the troops had pitched their tents. Though the blinding sunlight made it difficult for him to see, Marth was able to make out a single female showdown in the distance. Surprised that anyone else would be up this early, he cautiously made his way over the figure. Once close enough to actually see what was transpiring, Marth stopped walking, tilted his head to the side and stared at you with confused eyes. “What are you doing exactly?”
“Good morning to you as well, Lord Marth. You're up early aren't you?” With a huff, you swung your sword, much too heavy for your size and weight, against a thick wooden beam. Though the air around you was cold, you could already feel your cheeks getting hot from the unfamiliar exercise.
Fire Emblem Seven Minutes in Heaven RoyVampireGodesNyx
Edward scratched the back of his head and gave the crowd in front of him a confused look. “Whoever I said was going next a couple of minutes ago, go ahead and come up here, because I forgot who you are.”
“That would be me.” Quickly hopping to your feet, you rushed over to Edward and started digging in the barrel. Only a few seconds later you pulled a tattered headband from inside. “I know a few people that wear these. But I can only think of one person who wears one in this colour, and this ragged.” You walked up to Roy, who was short one headband. “This wouldn't be yours would it?”
“Yup, it sure is.” Roy smiled wide and took the headband from your hand and placed it on his head where it belonged. “I figured that would be pretty easy for just about anyone to figure out. I didn't want to go and confuse anyone.” He happily took your hand in his, and without Edwards prompting began walking towards
Fire Emblem Seven Minutes in Heaven IntroVampireGodesNyx
"You know, we've been working really hard lately. I think we need to take a breather and do something fun together." Edward stood in the middle of everyone, hoping someone else wold agree with him.
"It has been pretty rough out there lately." Ranulf nodded. "If we don't destress a little we might go crazy."
"I agree!" Lethe was quick to support Ranulf's decision.
"Shut up Lethe, I agreed in my head first." Lyre tackled Lethe to the ground and quickly started to wrestle with her.
"Sounds like a plan to me. What did you have in mind?" Ike tried to talk over the two screaming girls.
"Well, you know that game we played at Prince Marth's birthday party? If I remember right, It was called seven minutes in heaven. I think we should play that one again." Edward smiled wide. "I was too young to play last time. I already got everything ready, just in case you said yes."
"I like that game, I'm in." Naesala was already digging through his pockets for an item.
Fire Emblem Seven Minutes in Heaven IkeVampireGodesNyx
“Let's see, the next player, will be you. Because I like you.” Edward smiled wide and offered you his hand, helping you off of the cold camp floor. He walked you to the center of the camp, and brought out the barrel of items. “Close your eyes, now peeking.”
You shut your eyes and dropped your hand into the barrel. It was amazing and overwhelming just how many items were in there. “I think we might be playing this game for a while.” You grasped hold of a piece of cloth. After opening your eyes, it was easily recognized as a part of Ike's cape.
“Oh, you got the leader's item.” Edward nudged you. “You must feel lucky.” He laughed. Realizing you had his item, Ike stood and walked to where you were standing, offering you a kind smile. “Okay then, let's get you two in the tent.” Edward quickly took you and Ike to the supply tent on the outskirts of camp. “Have fun, and relax. I'll see yo
More Precious than Flowers (Marth X Reader)solarkittygirl
Marth walked out of the battling grounds, exhausted after an extended training session with a few of his comrades. He sheathed his sword and wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. He said farewell to his companions for the day and set off to find his fiance, (Name). She would either be training her healing magic with Wrys, or in the garden making flower crowns for him and other soldiers, which was a very common hobby of hers since childhood. Her garden was her favorite place in the entire castle, so that would be the first place he would go looking for her if she wasn't around him.
He walked outside of his palace and found (Name) sitting amongst a field of flowers, weaving flowers into a crown with her nimble fingers. "(Name)!" He called out to her as he approached her. "I've finished with my training for today!"
(Name) looked up from her weaving and gave her the soft, warm smile that he had etched into his memory a long time ago. "Welcome back, Marth." (Name) gently
Flower Crowns (Marth X Reader) Commission [Edited]solarkittygirl
Marth looked up at the sky, laying his sword on the ground where he sat and starting thinking about a time a long time ago, long before he was involved in any battles. Things were much more peaceful when he was a child. He was surrounded by his family and servants who always took such good care of him, as well as many friends who he played with.
But there was one friend in particular that he couldn’t take his mind off of even to this day. A tiny girl named (Name) who was around the same age as himself. Even though she wasn’t royalty they were the best of friends. He would always stay with her and play games, but the things that he remembered most about her was her bright and innocent smile and the flower crowns that she had always made for her.
There were days where he would just sit next to her while she skillfully wove different kinds of flowers such as daisies and sunflowers together into a crown. She had always made plenty of them for him even if her hands became sore a
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