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Edvin and Ingvar, enough
thanks for the ask!
”Ingvar. When I told you I needed fish, did I forget to mention that seven were enough?”
Ingvar, looking mildly embarrassed, mumbled that Edvin hadn’t mentioned an exact number, and twelve was a perfectly reasonable amount of fish to be put in a stew, in his opinion.
This was why Ingvar wasn’t the cook, and should therefore listen to the person who was, Edvin informed him. “In any case, it’s too late now. I’ll forgo the stew.”
“Er, sorry about that,” Ingvar admitted guiltily; Edvin nodded in acknowledgment, and ignored him in favour of setting up a grill.
“…This is delicious, Edvin!”
“Thanks. It was supposed to be a stew.”
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brotherbandarchive · 5 months
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reine-du-sourire · 8 months
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victoriantreecat · 7 months
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Who's your favorite Heron? :)
Oh dear. I- uhh. Ahh let's see...
Uhmmmm
Err
well you see-
I can hardly chooose
Ingvar, I think though. I really admire him- genuinely so smart and takes no nonsense, but is unerringly loyal and loves his crew so much. Also gets some darn good happiness, as deserved
Though I do really love Edvin- he's the character my little 12 year old heart adored, and he's still the Heron I feel most like I can relate to (sewing, knitting, small, and more for organisation than battle)
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brotherbandarchive · 3 months
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stefan x jesper coffee shop au
5 random facts...
☕ Jesper discovers the Siren's Cove Café quite by accident; it's one of those little places on the shore a block away from the trinkets shop where he works.
☕ The barista there- Stefan- is always good for a joke, a sunshiney smile, and an unlawfully delicious gingerbread latte.
☕ Edvin, the med student who seems to have an endless supply of band-aids on him at all times, is another frequent customer.
☕ This weird guy named Hal pops in and out of the café at random, keeps the strangest hours ever, and has fixed several of the appliances on several occasions. He says he's had lots of practice from his mother's restaurant.
☕ After a massive storm floods several buildings near the beach, Jesper rushes down to see what he can do to help, only to find the café dry and comfortable as always. When he asks Stef about it, the barista only shrugs. "We've never been flooded," he says. "Water seems to like this place."
BONUS:
"Enjoy your coffee," Stef says brightly, and slides open the cash register drawer. "Here's your-"
"-change," Jesper finishes, and grins, opening his palm to show three dimes and a nickel.
He drops them into the tip jar.
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brotherbandarchive · 7 months
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Jesper takes a deep breath. “The treasure room was completely unguarded, all right? I mean- all right, maybe there were a few men at the entrance, but they weren’t paying any attention to me. I found this old thing half-squashed under a pile of bird cages or something, thought I could sell the stones for a few kroner- actually, I thought they were glass at first-”
Thorn raises an eyebrow.
“I’m getting to the point, Thorn, don’t rush me. Anyway, long story short, one of the guards woke up, he caught me with the thing, he started screaming, the other guards woke up, and it turns out this old piece of scrap metal is a priceless coronet that got lost during the reign of their first king. They had this whole prophecy about it, you know? So I fix it up for them, polish it and everything, easy- and next thing I know, I'm-"
Edvin nods. "His Most Ineffable and Sublime Excellency Jesper the Magnificent, Grand Herald and Sovereign Arbiter of the Exalted Beryl Coronet, Illuminator of the Kingdom's Resplendent Virtues, Pinnacle of Majesty, Beacon of Nobility, and Lord Paramount of the Realm, whose Unassailable Honor and Incomparable Grace transcend the bounds of mortal comprehension."
Stig lets out a low whistle of amazement. No one is sure if it's because of Jesper's story or Edvin's memory.
“Well, diplomatic sallies should be a breeze now,” Hal says slowly. “We’ve got the Royal Beacon of Sublime Paramount or whatever you’re called on our side already.”
Thorn crosses his arms. “There won’t be any diplomatic sallies until His Most Inadvertently Regal Eminence finishes the dishwashing back at camp.”
Jesper sighs deeply. 
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brotherbandarchive · 2 months
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Still looking for prompts? How about edvin gets hurt and another heron has to patch him up?
ALWAYS LOOKING FOR PROMPTS THANK YOU
"This feels all wrong," Stig frets.
"It would feel right if you let me sleep," Edvin mumbles. "I'm fine. It's just a mild fever."
"But what if it isn't?"
"I assure you, it is. I took the bark tea you gave me, I'm fine. Relax."
It's always Edvin who does the soothing when a Heron is ill, even if his bedside manner does leave what to be desired.
It's a comforting familiarity at least.
Stig huffs, and lets the healer roll over and close his eyes.
"I still think-"
"Don't."
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brotherbandarchive · 6 months
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Odr's Folly, they call it.
Edvin supposes it's fair. Thinking, thinking, too much thinking, folly indeed for all the extra things he does, over and over, silly really, but. But.
He considers, idly, the fingernails of his left hand picking absently at the skin of his right.
Jesper's leg nudges him, and Edvin starts out of his reverie.
"Stop that," the former thief murmurs, not bothering to look up from where his own hands are disassembling yet another set of locks. Another quick movement and the iron clatters to the ground.
"That was fast," Edvin says.
Jesper grins. "The locks or my noticing?"
Smiling back, Edvin retrieves the metal set and hands it back to his friend.
"Thanks, Jes."
@brotherbandchronicles thanks for the prompt (:
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reine-du-sourire · 7 months
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for prompts, remember that Jesper & touch post that did the rounds the other day? Ingvar hugs, take it any direction you like
Ingvar loves hugs. He loves giving them and he loves getting them; he has it all down to a science.
Hal is good to hug. He makes a funny squeaking noise at first, but relaxes quickly. He hugs back. Ingvar knows not to hug him too hard or for too long, though.
Stig is great to hug. He likes hugs, he hugs back enthusiastically, and he doesn't mind being squeezed. He squeezes right back.
The twins are convenient to hug. Ingvar likes to hug them both at once; it's a great way to stop them from fighting without throwing them overboard. Much more pleasant, anyway.
Stefan is fun to hug. He loves it when Ingvar's enthusiasm lifts him right off the ground; he laughs delightedly when Ingvar spins him around in a whirling circle.
Edvin is nice to hug. He always smells good and his returning hugs are surprisingly strong for someone of his size. He lets Ingvar hug him for as long as he likes.
Jesper is hard to hug. He's so small and slippery, but can be scooped up and hugged tightly and carefully. It's funny when he hides his face in Ingvar's shirt.
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brotherbandarchive · 8 months
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For the Fluffy Prompts!
Edvin fell asleep somewhere impractical, and now someone has to carry him back to bed.
"Honestly, boy, don't you ever eat?"
A soft snuffle is Thorn's only response.
"I know you cooks barely touch the food you make," Thorn chunters on as he bears the limp form away to the only unoccupied bed, "but this is ridiculous. We'll have to tie you to the mast the next time a stiff breeze springs up..."
Edvin's head flops gently against Thorn's upper arm. Thorn adjusts his position, almost without realizing it.
"...and I've eaten whole dinners that weighed more than you. Couldn't say you're worth your weight in gold without insulting you. ...think I got that one from Jesper, he's as bad as you are..."
"Hneh?" A dark head pops up from beneath a blanket.
"Go back to sleep, Jesper."
"Shmmblphgrmphh." Tousled curls hit the pillow again and are lost to sight.
Thorn sighs, and lowers Edvin carefully onto the bed, casting around for a blanket. "Feathers, the lot of you."
"Heron feath'rs," Edvin murmurs, still asleep.
"...hneh?"
"Go back to sleep, Jesper."
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brotherbandarchive · 2 months
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Dior!Edvin
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brotherbandarchive · 5 months
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Not sure if I should explore my Dark!Edvin AU or an AU in which all the Herons become their worst versions... permanently berserk/feral Stig as Hal's human guard dog, Ulf and Wulf can't tell each other apart anymore and are constantly trying to wound or kill each other, Ingvar becomes completely blinded and can't find his way out of his own head, Stef becomes an echo and has nothing left of himself, etc...
Unless the AUs are the same thing... Dark!Herons?
Unless Edvin's dark AU is that he's the only sane one left, and he's essentially the mastermind behind it all?
Or is this Hal's dark AU, calling himself Slavesfather instead of Slaveson?
And Edvin's the only one left sane and trying to break Hal, and subsequently everyone else, free? Hopebringer?
Anyone up for some
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brotherbandarchive · 6 months
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Any and/or all of the Herons: *do something stupid and get themselves hurt*
Edvin: After I meticulously and painstakingly nurse you back to health, I’m going to kill you.
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reine-du-sourire · 6 months
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23. “Just pretend to be my date.” for Edvin and Stefan. It doesn’t have to be romantically but it is a cute ship… 👀
Edvin sighs. "This is the third time this week, Stef. Why don't you just stop coming here if you're so keen on-?"
"Shhhhh!" Stefan hisses. He plants a smile on his face. "Dear."
"Yes, yes," Edvin acquiesces, somewhat tiredly, and pats the taller boy's arm. "Of course, honey. Now, you did say you'd buy the drinks tonight, didn't you?"
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reine-du-sourire · 6 months
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“See, now, was that so bad?” for Edvin?
"Yes," Ulf sulks. "It was that bad. Your hands are colder than Tursgud's heart and that cleaning stuff stings more than a rope burn. And it smells as bad as Thorn. Worse."
"You're very evocative today," Edvin says primly, but he smiles as he smears salve across the long scratch on Ulf's arm. "Almost finished. Hard part's over."
"And thank Gorlog for that. Bet we could scare away all of Skandia's enemies just by you waving your medical kit at them."
"It's definitely a thought," Edvin agrees as he finishes tying off the last of the dressings.
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brotherbandarchive · 8 months
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"Hey, Edvin Handwasher, I think you missed a spot there!"
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