Resolduende - Carmen Fernándes Carriedo

I’m back!

And I’m going to try this again. But what do you guys want to see? More RPs or fics?

Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by Arthur Kirkland

I’ll wait.

“I don’t think I have a bow or arrow. I’ve never had to use that weapon... Oh!” She snapped her fingers. “We could try a spear! I think I still have one of those! You can use your strong arms to throw it up and see what happens!”

“If I shot an arrow straight up, would it come back down and hit me?”

“I…. You’re asking the real questions here. We could test you theory?” That was a bad idea but Lutz never had good ideas.

Like this post for a starter!

I’m trying to get back into rping on here haha.

different ways to say ‘i love you’. 

‘i’ll make you something, yeah? your favorite dish, just for you.’

‘let’s get you back to bed.’

‘shh, it was just a nightmare.’

‘you like this, don’t you? i remember you saying that.’

‘i drew up a bath for you.’

‘you need rest.’

‘you ought to be asleep.’

‘i bought two.’

‘here. you can have the rest.’

‘i thought of you when i saw this.’

‘i like your smile.’

‘you have a cute laugh.’

‘stay there. i’m coming there to get you.’

‘it’s okay, i’m here, we’re okay.’

‘be careful.’

‘look both ways.’

‘you mean so much to me.’

‘i can’t lose you.’

‘i thought i might have lost you.’

‘how to you feel about the nickname, (insert nickname)?’

‘it looks good on you.’

‘i’ll make you soup.’

‘ah-ah-ah. you’re sick. you need to stay in bed.’

‘are you okay in there?’

‘that’s it, that’s it. get it all out. shh.’

‘it’s a remedy i knew. helps with your throat.’

‘it’s a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?’

‘i’m worried about you.’

‘what do you want to watch?’

‘where would you like to go for dinner?’

‘close your eyes and hold out your hands.’

‘we’ll figure it out.’

‘oh, it’s not big deal. you’re fine.’

‘i brought you some medicine for your cold.’

‘you’re important to me.’

‘this is your favorite song, right?’

‘you’re like a son/daughter to me.’

‘good luck!’

‘you’re like a mom/dad to me.’

‘don’t say that about yourself.’

‘want to come with?’

“wow! you look really nice.’

‘goodnight, (insert term of affection).’

‘it’s okay. i couldn’t sleep anyway.’

‘you can have half.’

‘come here. let me fix it.’

‘your tie is crooked.’

‘c’mere. shh, it’s okay.’

‘i’m not going to hurt you.’

‘can i touch you?’

‘can i kiss you?’

‘can i hug you?’

‘promise.’

‘would i ever lie to you?’

‘i think you’re very beautiful/handsome.’

‘hey, good-looking.’

‘of course i care. you’re my family.’

‘one more chapter.’

‘i love you.’

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at the mere mention of him possibly joining her, the tiny lady’s face brightened into a smile. there was hope for them being friends, even if it did come by way of sweets. either way, she was just excited to finally be talking to someone again other than her bosses.

oh yeah. she had forgotten that she was nearly hunted down for the sweets at her former charge’s house. ❝ just don’t be too hard on them. i can always make more for them... if they pay me,❞ she replied with a tiny smirk. ❝ turn your hobbies into a way to make money! ❞

she lifted up the blanket from the basket a little to show him, having to physically lift the entire basket for him to see. curse her creator for making her so short & those Dutch genes for making him tall. ❝ i looked up a bunch of recipes from around the world, so that we can taste new things! & yes i did make some Dutch & Spanish sweets so that we wouldn’t be left out. ❞ she gave him a wink before laughing to herself.

she clearly missed her times with him when he wasn’t being a dick.

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odd. for not seeing each other outside of meetings and other nation get-togethers, he seemed rather contained. carmen had no clue what to think about this situation, but it was not like she would complain.

❝ no. though a few of them did look like they were about to tackle me for them. ❞ the spaniard held up the blanket-covered basket & gave the taller man a sweet smile. ❝ it’s a wonderful day out today. & it looks like you could use a break from those sugar-saavy niños y niñas. care to join me? we could catch up on what’s been going on. ❞

It’s the prospect of sweets, Carmen. This boy has an awful sweet tooth, inherited by every single one of his kids. “Argh… I will tell them off for it.“ He sighed, but then took a look outside. She was right, it was finally starting to become nice and warm weather after the cold and gloomy winter days. He had been so engrossed in his work that he didn’t even notice.

“It really is a nice day out, isn’t it? Hm… I suppose I could take you up on that offer. What’s in the basket?” He was in desperate need of a break from both his work as well as the children.