Fire Emblem x Reader

(Male) Robin x Reader

I have been doing this and this was a personal experience for me. Sorry if I don't entertain you with this one shot. The dialogue isn't improvisational or fictional. These are the literal things he said to me... almost. But the actions and location are totally different. Maybe I'll put the real story at the bottom in the after notes. Sorry to take up so much space.

You were a lowly pawn, at best. Just some other soldier on an army fighting some war because your brother believed on the cause. You honestly were only Jeremy to build yourself a greater future and rise up.

But you were a but depressed this week, not to mention it being your week. You always wrote words when you were in a melancholy mood.

You would write the, large in an empty notebook and make them spacious to fill the letters of these words with innocent decorations. Innocent designs for not so innocent words. In fact, oh were doing this right now. You sat in the librarium tent of the Camp with Laurent and Selena on the other side, Laurent tutoring his girlfriend. 

You had many words contained in this particular journal. Words like:

Deprssed. Melancholy. Sad. Lonely. Loneliness. Alone. Aloness. Loveless. Without Love. 

Worthless, Nothing, Not Enough, Never Enough, useless.

Fat, ugly, stupid, ignorant, kiss up, tactition's pet, pest, annoying, arrogant, obnoxious.

You had the last page for today and you were writing the worst words of all in large bubble letters. 

Die Already

You start filling them with little circles, hearts, Stars, triangles, and lines. Anything to distract any onlookers from the literal message and make it seem like a lighthearted waste of time. But you were starting to believe that you, yourself were a waste of time.

Your tactition, Robin, entered the tent. His ever curious eyes scanning around and his white hair sideswept and a smidge messy. He was hot, intellegant, skillful. Everyhting you weren't. Despite your crush on the tactician, you knew you were nothignso you would keep to yourself and away from everyone else, including your own kin.

You felt a presence over your shoulder, yet you didn't flinch. You were finishing up the last letter 'y' at the very end of the phrase. You heard a slight heavy exhale of dissaprovement.

"(Your name)? What are you drawing?"

You stop And look over your shoulder. Robin's eyes lit up with curiosity but at the same time one of a scolding matter. He must have seen the actual words. You sigh and look down at the phrase die already.

"Just words."

"Words?"

You flip though a few pages quickly, hoping he woudlnt stop and see them. You knew he wouldn't be satisfied until he saw. Btunhe caught on to a few words.

"Useless? Pathetic? Who do you plan to give a paper that says 'pathetic' to?"

You close the book and Leafeon the quil still in the spine of it. You turn halfway around in your chair and face the stunning man before you. Honestly, you didn't know what you didn't o deserve his attention.

"It's just...there."

He gave you a perplexed look, then nodded as though he understood you.

"I see."

He pulled up in the seat next to you. He watched your book as if he expected you to keep drawing. You sighed and opened it again, filling the 'y' with Checkered lines and filling in every other square with the black ink. Robin watched your quil and paper with a sorrow.

Robin actually noticed you. Robin was actually lookign at you and noticing things about you and conveying emotion around you. You had no idea what in Naga's name you did to deserve this.

And that's the Fire Emblem Awakening adaption fo what happened.

Here is what really went on in a short summary.

I went to the library like I always did but I was depressed a little becuase I was losing so many friends and nobody seemed to truely care or get me. I loom over to the table I usually grab and it's just me and him there, but it's was full of other girls conversing on the math homework. Me, him, and those other girls all hadn't the same advanced maths.

I sat at another table right in front of That's one and began to draw a word. I started drawing words that I have been called before at the bus stop and on the bus. Ugly, worthless, useless, etc. 

I left the library, still doodling on the last letter of the word 'pathetic'. He walked beside me every day becuase we had the same first period. In the hall he looked over st my paper.

"What are you drawing?" "Just words." "Words?" He looked closer at the page. "Who are you going to give the word pathetic to?" "It's  just going to be there, I guess."

Time skip to after class.

I drew words the whole science clas period and I was on the phrase 'Never Enough' hsi show was untied so I pointed it out. I walked down the frost steam whiel drawing and almost tripped. We both had a short laugh for a second.

"Maybe I shouldn't draw and walk." He looked a tiny the page again. "Words?" "Yeah." "Those are some pretty...bad words." "They're just words... that's I've been called before." I muttered the last part but he still heard it. "It's horrible you've been called these things." 

We were down the stairs and in the first floor hall by now. I mutter somethign I don't know if he heard or not. "It's  not like they're wrong..."

I wanted to change the subject, so I brought up the dance an and how he couldn't go. I missed my turn like I do sometimes epbecause he said he wasn't going out of town. He won't be in school next week to my knowledge. 

Sorry about the author's story being longer than the actual one shot! I will make it up to you somehow! Say, in a few minutes I'll try and write a bunch of one Shots before bed, huh? Would that Be Enough? 

~Aka