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part one <3
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Tobias uses long words regularly when speaking. And often has to define them when speaking to total of 2 weeks of education Roden, which he does very naturally and only teases him about it when the need comes up. That's all fine and good... Until he starts doing it with everyone. It becomes such a natural part of his speech, whenever he uses a slightly lengthy word he defines it for your hearing pleasure. He does it with everyone, with Roden, with Jaron, with the Regents, with Amarinda.
Roden doesn't mind and fully supports this weird habit because it's greatly helpful to him and sometimes he doesn't realize it's not helpful, and actually patronizing, to everyone else.
Jaron finds it offensive but mostly grunts and ignores it. Unless Tobias has the audacity to it when he's already ticked off, then he blows up a little and Tobias doesn't even know what he did.
The Regents make faces at him and each other, and sometimes put in a polite "yes we know what __ means" when they get the chance (Tobias talks a lot when he wants to talk and it's impressive if they can get any word in). Almost all of them hate it and find it so patronizing. The only time Jaron enjoys this habit is when he sees his least favorite regents quietly seething as Tobias defines the word "consequently".
Amarinda doesn't like it either and will always reply to him shortly and hotly. Though he never hears the Regents when they say much the same things, he always takes attention to Amarinda and apologizes fervently.
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You should totally draw amarindaa!
I always thought amarinda had big curls, but maybe im projecting cause i do lol 😭
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Imogen: You know those lipstick samples you got me?
Amarinda: Yes, what about them?
Imogen: You might want to tell me where you got them from…
Amarinda: Why? Wait, don’t tell me you—
*Jaron walks in the room with his face covered in kiss marks*
Jaron: Hi…
Amarinda: You need to stop doing this—
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Amarinda, walking in: Hey Tobias. Jaron and Roden are here.
Tobias: When aren’t they here?
Jaron: True.
Roden: Good point.
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doodles thems
idk wtf is going on with amarinda's face, but i couldn't fix it so there you go
*ahem* fem tobias supremacy. @atypical-insamniac i feel like i practically copied your tobias look but idk anywayyy these were kinda quick scribbles
they are in love
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I don't like Darius.
Perhaps the implication is that my opinion should somehow change, but I doubt that this will happen.
I am open to understanding Jaron, Tobias, Roden, Imogen, Amarinda, Mott, Fink, Erick... 😭 Even Conner.
All of them, but not Darius.
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I'm rereading TAS (and hopefully catching up on the 2 I haven't read) for a reading challenge, so you're all getting a TAS spam. May god protect me from further spoilers.
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“I solemnly swear to be faithful to my bosom friend, Dorjé Marso, as long as the sun and moon shall endure��
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almost every fandom has someone doing those twitter post with characters. I haven’t really seen that in the TAS fandom so….
meet the besties so far because i’m about to dump a bunch of them !!
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What if... #6
Jaron actually did marry Amarinda? (she also still loves Tobias and Tobias loves her) Would she cheat on Jaron, or would she just suck it up? Tell me what you think
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Jaron: If you put "violently" in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier.
Amarinda: Violently practices
Tobias: Violently studies
Fink: Violently sleeps
Imogen: Violently shoots pictures
Darius: Violently boxes
Roden: Violently murders people
Mott: Violently worries about that previous statement
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Tobias, thinking: Don’t let her know how awkward you are!
Amarinda: Nice weather.
Tobias: Thanks, you too.
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;; The Finer Things
Pairing: Jaron/Imogen, Amarinda of Bultain/Tobias
Words: 1047
Chapter: 1 [ Complete ]
Summary: Post-war peace after The Shadow Throne.
– The kids enjoy a relatively quiet moment and some indulgences as the dust settles.
The three boys sat around the hearth as the flames happily crackled over the firewood it was fed. It danced and played in their eyes while they held their hot cider unflinchingly, waving its hand in front of the vacant stares taking in its performance. Tough crowd, it thought–if fire could think–but it would be remiss to turn away the attention, no matter how meaningless.
A shuffle of skirts brought life back into the still room as Amarinda dragged Imogen in. “Have you three not moved since we last left?” Amarinda asked, raising an eyebrow at those gathered. Her shoes clacked against the floor when she leaned her weight to the side.
Slowly but surely, three sets of eyes pulled themselves away from the captivating display in the fireplace. Tobias thought to save the group as he swallowed for the first time in what felt like months. “Well–the–”
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“So, you haven’t,” Amarinda said with a quirked grin pulling at her lips. She went to haul Tobias up to his feet while he struggled to keep his drink from spilling, his knees creaking beneath him.
Tobias blinked to himself, shaking out his foot that had fallen asleep as he leaned against Amarinda. She stole a sip from his cup, puckering her lips suddenly. “It’s only cider–”
“Was it supposed to be hot?”
“Well, it–”
Roden took a sip of his. He pursed his lips, nodding to himself slowly. “I’d say it’s still hot.”
“Hot enough,” Tobias finished, tipping his hand from side to side.
Amarinda looked between the two of them and then at Jaron who didn’t bother with the argument; he sat his cup on the table, pushing himself up to join Imogen. His eyes never left her. “Is this a new dress?” he asked.
Amarinda clapped her hands together, smiling at him and then at Imogen. “I told you he’d notice!”
Imogen ducked her head down, chuckling into her hand before she pulled her braid over her shoulder. She twirled with the end of it. “It–is. Amarinda said that maybe I should splurge given… who I’m with now.” She smiled gently at Jaron who took her hand in his.
He looked her over appreciatively, grinning back at her. “Gotta say, Drylliad looks good on you. You should do it more often,” Jaron said, nudging her side playfully. “I’ll put it in as a necessary expense.”
And she could only laugh, hitting his arm lightly. “Oh, don’t do that, you already fight with the regents enough–and after everything…”
Jaron put his hand to her cheek, tilting his head. “Imogen, the kingdom will heal itself in time, a few fancy dresses here and there won’t hurt Carthya, no matter how silly it may seem. It gives the tailor something to do! That’s one person helped!” He grinned at her, running the fabric on her sleeve between his fingers. “Besides, the regents wouldn’t be caught dead in last week’s fashion, even if the dust is still settling–and I think if they have a problem with it, we can enact a silk tax. I think they’ll love it. I have been getting bored.” Jaron caught Roden’s eye as his general grimaced, pushing himself up from the floor.
“If I find another assassin in the castle, I’ll kill you myself and they can take notes on how it’s properly done,” Roden grunted out at him.
Jaron laughed. “Great! Professional on the job training! We’ll save the job market one assassin at a time, won’t we?”
Roden hit him with his shoulder as he passed. “If that’s what we’re calling it these days.”
Imogen grinned, stepping back with Amarinda as Jaron continued to poke at Roden. “Thank you, really,” she said, looking up at her.
“What for?” Amarinda asked after blinking out of her thoughts.
“For one, you’re not like…” Imogen trailed off, gesturing broadly as she watched the two boys rough house while Tobias tried in vain to pull them apart, claiming outrageous things like don’t put pressure on a broken leg and if you don’t rest, you can’t heal. Right, like that meant anything. Imogen snorted, biting her smile back.
Amarinda cocked her hip, crossing her arms with a chuckle. “I mean, I can certainly make an effort…”
Imogen laughed, leaning into her. “I think it’s nice to have someone reasonable around here that’s our age.”
“You don’t want to gossip with Mott?”
Imogen raised an eyebrow. “Amarinda, you have not gossiped till you’ve gossiped with Mott–overhearing even a little bit of what he knows would have the saints in a tizzy.”
“Is that so?”
“Trust me. At Farthenwood…” Imogen trailed off, shaking her head–letting nostalgia mask over the uglier parts of her time there. “Let’s just say you wanted to keep your name out of his mouth.”
Amarinda laughed. “Him? I’d never guess!”
“He had to know everything going on there, it only made sense.” Imogen chuckled, taking in a breath as Tobias finally got Roden and Jaron to sit down once more. “But… it really is–nice to have a friend here–someone who likes these…” she paused, pulling at the dress with a snort, ”girly things. I can’t exactly go to one of them.”
“I don’t know… Tobias has taken pretty well to the finer things,” Amarinda said cheekily.
Imogen laughed. “Okay, let me rephrase, someone who already knows what they’re talking about.”
Amarinda smiled at her, sighing. She nodded slowly. “Then I should thank you too–because it’s been nice to talk about petticoats, blouses, and even shoes again rather than… war strategies and the memories of those we’ve lost.” She took in a breath, her expression evening out as her thoughts drifted for a second time.
Imogen put her hand on her arm, smiling at her. “Then let’s indulge. Jaron’s right. We can’t live in mourning forever or be scared to enjoy the life we fought for.” She chuckled. “You live so long conserving and protecting what you have, too scared to ask for more, but it… it is necessary, isn’t it?”
Amarinda took her hands, squeezing them. She grinned back. “Then let’s go make sure our sacrifices meant something.” She pulled her out of the room again, leaving the boys to their quips and lukewarm cider.
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