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#BOLDESTGREEN ― 𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 Independent & selective 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 from the Fate series written by Smol (+18;she/her). For my own comfort, please do not follow if you are under 18. Rules under read more !
@ardenssolis replied ; Just say you want my attention
❝ What use would I have of your pesky attention? Jeez... You haven’t changed a single bit since the last time I’ve seen you around- ❞
-Thinks that she should charge the pharaoh more-
Overcast weather☁
what a dumbass:
❛ i… no, really, you could have just asked me to buy you a beer. i wouldn’t have minded. but, since you stole from me, i’d like my qp ba—— ❜
❛ oh! hey, lancer! i totally didn’t notice your powerful, towering form approach from the way i’m facing! ❜
❝ Lemme get this straight- so he basically stole from ya, and you haven’t done anythin’ about it yet?? That’s pathetic. ❞
hey emiya why does ozymandias get bread and i get microwaved nuggets
❝ Because he can actually pay for the food. Besides, does it even matter? you’ll simply keep stealing food like always. ❞
@tenkoseiensei replied ; LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT HIM!!!! -MAKES HEARTS WITH HIS FINGERS FOR ROBIN-
Meanwhile, Robin in the bg:
WHATEVER!! HE DIDN’T WANT Robin’s boring bread anyway!
❝ You know pharaoh Ozymandias, if you asked me politely , I could always prepare something for you unlike that stubborn green archer. ❞
What the hell are they talking about over there...
easy fish:
does… robin think lying to a clairvoyant will work? at all? solomon shrugs off the redhead’s arm, giving a stern look.
❛ robin. ❜ … ❛ i’m not mad, i’m just disappointed. ❜
❝ well, your dissappointment will at least help me get a can of beer now, so it’s not so bad huh? ❞
Sure ! it’s not so bad now but if only Robin could see who was standing behind him-
IF HE DOESN’T SEE IT, HE’S NOT THERE-
@ardenssolis replied ; HE DID IM CRY. Also he still wants his bread.
❝ Ah, how unfortunate for you. You came too late pharaoh... I just gave in all the bread I made. You know what they say, early bird grabs the worm. Bah, but what would a guy like you know about waking up early anywayᅳ Better luck next time ! ❞
@tenkoseiensei replied ; -leaves my heart around unattended- ohhh noo haha look what's in broad open daylight for a handsome, dashing moss man to steal
God... How embarrassing he is... Now what in the world was THAT doing in there ?? A sigh slips past his lips as he takes a seat and stares for a moment at the comically smooth shaped red heart that was politely resting on top of the table. He taps his fingers impatiently as he avoids making further eye contact with it- In a way, he is grateful Yan Qing didn´t take the chance to put a real heart on the table, yet he still can’t help but think of how corny the whole situation is. He finally gets up, and as he is making his way out of the cafeteria, he comes to a stop.
No, no... he can’t just leave that thing in there- someone else could take it... and that is something he would never allow to be taken so easily. He comes back and quickly looks around, and with cheeks still slightly colored in pink, he quickly snatches the little heart and tucks it inside his coat- It is safe now, warm even.
Now he can only hope that the bastard didn't get to witness that embarrassing act of weakness...
@ardenssolis replied ; RUDE
❝ Rude? I can’t even pickpocket from you, you don’t even have pockets , what am I supposed to do? strangle you while you look away? wait for you to choke on your food to snatch away your jewelry? Thankfully for us both, I’m smarter than that ❞
@lifewish replied ; please stop stealing my lunch money robin :(
❝ Woah, woah- hey, where did you get such wild assumptions from? ❞ And an arm comes to rest around Solomon’s shoulder as he leads him in to take a small walk with him. ❝ I haven’t even been on the cafeteria today, there’s no way I could´ve taken your stuff ❞ And a finger comes to press against Solomon’s chest to further accentuate his previous statement. He was innocent !
❝ I just think that people shouldn’t leave their coats hanging on the cafeteria's chairs unattended ❞ especially the rich
@boldestgreen asked : He takes his hand and proceeds to kiss the inner part of his wrist “ Alright, off you go now. Come back soon ”
no one ;nothing has ever touched him like this . robin’s lips meet the pulse at his wrist like a hummingbird’s landing , butterfly wings , a delicate thing harboring the sort of squire-like manner and deep , noble reverence that was much better off demonstrated to a king , or a fair maiden . the sort that would blush and tug away , fair-skinned , flax-haired , giddy with seduction and not a sobering guilt — ( not enough . not enough . ) the difference between daydream and reality strips yan qing of his frivolousness ; makes him ignite greedy to take all that robin had to give . even if the assassin didn’t deserve it he would plunder it all anyways , seizing whatever private sentiments the archer had reserved for him . bare , bewilderingly still-loved , one gentle kiss wasn’t enough when he felt like this , and so he seizes the archer’s head with both hands to bring them closer , closer until they touch lips . gingerly , tenderly , yan qing starts to kiss robin in the way that he hopes no one ; nothing ever did . with his own mannerless worship , his wild impulse — the lick of wolves , rough fingers running through the other’s hair , wanting and having and giving . the archer always has had a better sense of responsibility and restraint than him , but he lights a match and drowns them in passion like oil ; sets the quiet shelters and shy forests of robin’s soul on fire . he pulls back only once he’s had his fill , and the color of robin’s cheeks burned a deeper hue than his own hair . off you go now . ‘ … you’ll still wait for me , won’t you ? ‘ he asks it innocently , as if he hadn’t left his mark on the other . stolen their breath , set chaos to their heart , sabotaged a smooth and carefully calculated move with his own reckless charge , lips still warm , whim still hot . what he could not take with , he would memorize , his eyes enormous and begging , robin in each dark pupil’s center , a focus mottled and surrounded by iris stars . be his reason to hurry back . to preserve his pulse , so that it might be butterfly kissed again , so that the blood that flowed through his veins could alight and burn the forest once more . leave them to nothing but themselves , not only known but understood at the end of it all ; beloved . when he holds robin’s cheeks , soft and baking in the callouses of tough palms , he smiles softly , then grins wide , unabashed .
‘ i won’t be long . promise . ‘
not with the may king’s blessing supporting him .