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feaincorrectquotes · 3 days
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lampreylarry · 7 months
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Another silly and cute comic I commissoned from @ArayaEjiri on twitter.
Love it! 🥰com
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djtitus921 · 9 months
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When your siblings rat you out
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captainschmoe · 3 months
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What I like about Lucina mothering Soleil is the origin of their names
“Lucina” is ultimately derived from “light”
“Soleil” is literally just “sun”
When a new day begins, light floods the sky long before the sun is visible - just as Lucina needed to fight and pave the way to a world in which Soleil can exist
What I’m saying is, Inigo definitely hit the books for sappy and poetic baby name ideas because his heart is just bursting with love lol
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onyxedskies · 7 months
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You should write a fic where Chrom finds out Lucina & Inigo are dating & he gets mad
the thing is i don't think he'd actually be mad i think he'd just be concerned for lucina
like inigo being worried that chrom is gonna kill him is great but i can't envision chrom getting openly angry with inigo for something like that yk?
robin hears all about it tho
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hiddentrails7 · 1 year
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Robin: What’s up guys? I’m back.
Chrom: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.
Robin: Death is a social construct.
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Lucina: I’m actually deeply in love with Inigo and we’ve been dating for a couple months now, we even have pet names.
Owain: Why are you telling me this??
Lucina: Because no one will believe you.
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Owain: Bro-
Brady: No, no, hold up, rewind.
Brady: Your tongue was down in my throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??
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Inigo: Is there a word that's a mix between angry and sad?
Laurent: Malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated.
Owain: Smad.
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penned-by-h · 1 year
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"Devotion"
Did this back in February of this year with the Valentines banner dropping and for a fic I was writing with these two, my OTP, my beloveds ;~;
The link is here, though I'll probably end up making a post later, last chapter is updated today and I really wanted this picture to go along with it, so I'm posting it here so it can show up on the fic (':
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nympheology · 1 year
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nightbird
Pairing: Lucina / Inigo
Words: 2,987
Chapters: 1/1
“But I simply don’t think we’re each other’s type,” Inigo had murmured, his voice barely a whisper. The conversation he held with Noire lost to the night. Lost to the entire world’s ears, but not Lucina’s heart.
She tried to push the thought away as she listened to Henry, tried to keep her tears at bay as she watched Olivia walk towards them with two plates of fresh dinner, her shy smile sending a thrill through Lucina’s heart. It was just so much like Inigo’s, like that shy, gentle smile he would share only with her in the dark of the night.
But she and Inigo were nothing like each other, and perhaps in the end he was right. Perhaps she was truly just a stern and sometimes cynical young woman, while he was the warm and shining light that kept them from fully falling into cold despair at the end of every difficult battle—the loud laughter of his father that echoed through the camp, the elegant and inspiring dancing of his mother that soared vigorously through everyone’s hearts; while she was only the afterthought of her father’s bravery, and the footnote of her mother’s beauty.
You can read it here on Ao3
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bellamyroselia · 17 days
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Was going through some old songs both for inspiration and to put on playlists, and I think I found a great Lucinigo song
Granted, it's not in English but that's not really a problem for me
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angelbellelc2 · 5 months
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I have all of the second generation of Awakening units/children in Feh and I'm glad all of them are reunited with each other. I had to switch out Inigo and his sister Morgan with Lucina and her brother Morgan.
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moonstoneraven · 2 years
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fire emblem but text posts
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feaincorrectquotes · 6 months
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Cat is out of the bag
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lampreylarry · 4 months
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A Lucinigo Family Christmas art commission I got from ArayaEjiri on twitter,
Very cute😊, Soleil gleefully imagining her parents as Clara and The Nutcracker is just so precious.🥰
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djtitus921 · 5 months
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Same clip from last year but with the rest of the audio! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
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captainschmoe · 7 months
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All I can think about today is what if someone overheard Lucina & Inigo’s B support
Like one of Lucina’s parents just hears her yelling “Stop before I cut off your hands!!” at the resident horndog out of context and assumes the worst
The drama that would cause before they all eventually reconcile because I would need that lol
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onyxedskies · 7 months
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lucina/inigo fluff? how about this prompt: ❝ you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. ❞
hi var ily tysm
word count: 1004
The sky was pretty.
Lucina sat perched in a tree, leaning against the trunk with one leg dangling off the branch as she listened to birdsong and the sound of children playing in the market not far off. The setting sun painted the clouds a whole host of colors–pinks and oranges and purples that part of her had once resigned herself to never seeing again, the sun and its art hidden away by thick clouds of magic and ash.
She let the thoughts of Grima come and go idly, knowing that while the damage he did was real, it was in the past. In her past. She knew she wouldn't have to worry. Not now. Not ever again.
She closed her eyes as she tilted her head back, enjoying the warm wind that ruffled the leaves and her dress. She could smell honeysuckle and citrus on the breeze, and she knew if she turned her head slightly she would be able to see Father and Aunt Lissa eating oranges in the orchard, no doubt while Owain and Gerome attempted to hide the way they practically clung to the fence with the flowers and sucked the sweet nectar from them when they thought they wouldn't be spotted. She chuckled quietly to herself as she imagined it.
How wonderful it had been, when she realized flowers still grew in this world. When she realized anything still grew in this world, other than the mosses and mushrooms that preferred a shady atmosphere.
She opened her eyes when she heard rustling, languidly tilting her head and smiling when she realized that it was just Inigo, climbing up the tree to sit by her side. He looked up at her and offered a smile, the little, bashful one that only she was ever privy to. It made something warm bubble in her chest, as though he'd managed to capture sunlight and put it directly where her heart should be. (She had no doubt that if she asked, he'd find a way to do exactly that.)
"Hi, love," she said, smiling and breathless as the sun caught his hair at just the right angle, sending beautiful ripples of orange flame across the pink. Warm brown eyes smiled back at her, coming up beside her as he situated himself on a branch that was slightly lower but sturdy on the same.
"Hello, my star," he replied, and Lucina felt herself blush. She wondered if she'd ever get accustomed to the nickname, the idea behind it all. She found herself hoping that every time it was just as novel, just as special, as it was now. It was a feeling she knew she'd always cherish.
Lucina eyed the other branch for a moment, determing how thick it was the further out it went, before adjusting herself and managing to climb around, situating herself next to him. He chuckled at her antics, kissing her cheek as she sat next to him before resting his head on her shoulder. She wrapped her arm around him, leaning her head atop his with a smile.
"Any reason you came up here?" she murmured, smiling at the puff of air she felt on her neck in response.
"Just didn't want to be alone," Inigo replied, and Lucina tightened her grip on him.
"You're not alone," she said. "You'll never be alone. Not as long as I'm here."
She felt him smile against the skin of her shoulder, something broad but genuine, and he relaxed even more into her grip. "I know," he said, and Lucina smiled.
They sat like that, facing west as they watched the sun dip below the horizon. Inigo's breathing was deep and even, but she knew he wasn't asleep. He wouldn't be, not until long after the moon had reached his peak and the stars twinkled brightly in the sky, immortalizing the stories that Owain and Inigo alike had spun for her since their youth (the ones she pretended not to remember if only to see the joy in their eyes when they got to explain it again).
"I can't wait to marry you," Inigo murmured eventually, as the first stars made their light known. Lucina had no doubt that seeing them had sparked the thought, but her face still heated as she remembered the ring on her finger, the weight of it familiar and novel all at once.
"And I you," Lucina replied. She pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead, and he tiled his head to do the same to the bottom of her jaw.
She shuffled around a little, leaning her back up against the tree, and Inigo followed, leaning back against her when she gestured for him too. They could better see the sky, this way, as dew began to form on the leaves and the night grew slightly colder around them.
Lucina drew idle patterns into the fabric of Inigo's shirt, and he began to mumble legends she had heard again and again yet found herself never tiring of, the melodies of his words carrying comfort and familiarity with them. His voice was rich and smooth and him, and Lucina thought that if he told her anything in that voice she would find herself enamored.
He was her strength. But he was also her weakness, she had come to realize. He gave her extra shields, extra muscle, extra speed. But with that, he gave her a place to let it all down, to shed off the mask and just be her. Let her be his star. And she knew he felt the same, could see it in the way his eyes became guarded and his shoulders became tense when others were around, but how they relaxed so quickly wen it was just them, just Lucina calling him her strength, her sun.
And as he rambled on about the legends associated with different constellations, as she traced each one out on his shoulder, his chest, his stomach, she decided that this was the life that she wanted to keep.
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