❝ i know i’ve been G O N E a long time , but – i’m back and i want what is M I N E . ❞
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@diviinc-moved
❝ i know i’ve been G O N E a long time , but – i’m back and i want what is M I N E . ❞
ind. priv. sel. au arthur kingsmen of mystery skulls animated
penned by aoife .
MUN | RULES | AU
personals do not interact please !
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just a normal everyday working....day. nothing more. just all around peaceful. dipping quills in ink just to scribble things out...all seems normal and ordinary. UNTIL THE LIZARD POPS OUT OF NOWHERE.
he only leans back to slap it, thinking it was probably a bug for a moment- until they screamed out, and he immediately freezes. "......! do not...startle me like that!" he huffs, lowering his hand and looking off to the side. of all the times it could have showed up, it had to be a strange and convenient moment such as this one....seriously! but as he continued to stack his papers, he had been listening to what the lizard had been saying....and he....straight up pauses, staring off into the nearest wall.
” well, they- well- uhm....well.....well....”
talking about gods......gods.........new gods.........? old gods...........? his mind was going through a whirlwind of so much, confusion- eyes widening and he drops his quill. what makes a god a god...?! such a strange way of putting it, but even he could barely find a way to answer it- his brain looks absolutely fried. short-circuited.
" ah-"
xxxxxx
tending to his duties can be troublesome, but it was just another day for him. that didn't stop him from breaking his attention away from the papers...and down at the...uhm...lizard again. somehow, they always found their way inside, so they can talk to him, every single time. and he still didn't mind it every single time...watching as the lizard dropped something near him...a strange....device- but he knew it looked familiar. he has seen it around, his kids had something similar to that. upon closer inspection, picking it up, it was a music device. different from his time.
" u-uh....pardon...me....? " he uh. blinks. at the mention of footprints. what the goodness does that mean ? wh- how was that relevant to the situation? he freezes, the device still in hand. " uhm...yes. music is...delightful. a nice change of pace. i, uhm....appreciate this- lizard. i will start listening now. mn? thank you. "
several minutes then passed. he was in love with the first track. it reminded him of the days of war and adventure, pure of heart, peace. he could almost sway to it, humming along when he got the melody down...such a beautiful track, it made him want to listen to it over, and over, and over again.....
and then he SHOOTS UP and out of his seat, like a cat that had seen a cucumber, as soon as the MUCH much different korean music started playing, leaving him to yelp and twitch on the floor because WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?!
... it didn't sound too bad, though.
xxxxxx
all he really wanted was to reach the balcony. it has a nice view from up there, so there would be no need to turn on the lights if he could see so well in the dark, his eyes and hair make a good candlelight. nobody dared to really speak with him at this time...maybe they knew he needed the peace and quiet after an extremely long day of working. it's the least they could do. so there he goes. nothing but silence, not even the sound of his footsteps.
peace and quiet, just how he liked it-
" ?! "
and then, he heard a yelp.
....what could that possibly be?
the king jumps back, eugh, that left an awful feeling under his foot....! it was still hard to see, but given the way the voice sound, how tiny it was, the first thing that came to mind was rat, but the castles were too clean for there to be any around....! which could only mean one thing, and his eyes stared down in the most utmost terror.
horror.
the damned LIZARD.
it sounded angry, and their voice ringing out was brought him to a complete standstill, his attention narrowed down to a single point and his lips quivering for a response.
" wh-what -"
blood. BLOOD.
WHY IS THERE BLOOD.
he screams, feeling it run over his face and his CLOTHES not his clothes...! he stumbles back, wiping at his face and watching as the lizard just. vanishes from sight. there was nothing he could say or do to stop them- but now he has this...disgusting liquid all over him. DISGUSTING. HORRIBLE. he shakes his head, oh gods, it smelled so strange- why - how could he have not noticed them....?!
" what in the gods name! lizard! "
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that’s....a rather strange dare. creepy, but not in any way....horrible. the king just looks at the lizard, confusingly, lips pressed together as there was a few times where he wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t really refuse a dare now, couldn’t he? dear gods....the last thing he would want to do is look ridiculous! but he did this to himself. he had asked people to give him dares. this is the grave he dug.
the king crosses his arms. how does one eat like a lizard? get down on your hands and knees, shooting out your tongue? that sounds utterly ridiculous.
...
“ must you cause me pain every fortnight? “ he turns around, thinking....and turns back around with a bold look in his eye.
“ i better be repaid for this. “
@diviinc from x:
he sits there upon his throne with the agony of remembering completely numb.
very n u m b.
the king of this castle. the one who rules this kingdom , and yet he couldn't find it in his mind the missing piece that he knew was gone....all of the pain and the bleeding -- the c r u s h i n g of small fae , and yet....he still could not find anything....head in his one hand , leaning back into his throne , while his other hand -- white knuckled -- tight on the head of his seat , mind buzzing with lost laughter and screaming, a voice he could barely even make out....the yellow scars on his chest have yet to heal....he was beyond desperate to know...and to find out that something was wrong....something -- he knew for a fact.....
.......
and then , someone...was coming in.
y e l l o w
YELLOW
Y E L L O W
and all too familiar -- zipping by his mind but it remains duller and duller -- someone -- and they looked e e r i l y like him.
s o m e o n e
S O M E O N E .... ?
and the smiles and the screaming were all clear now -- like black clouds that moved away from the furthest corners of his mind as he watches on as they moved even closer -- eyes widening and anchor racing -- and he notices that it was that "charming boy" who he found s c r e a m i n g earlier -- mismatched eyes and hair short -- spikey -- a face that look too similar to his --
sunflowers that sing with safety and hope
plushies for screaming out frustrations
sacrifices and the smell of metal and blood
the smell of lightning and breath and love --
who ....
who was this ?
WHO WAS T H I S ?
what was he doing here ... ? !
that's it -- ah ah ah -- that's it -- another DISGUSTING trick from the fae ! of course! and now they send someone who was trying to harm him ,is that it ... ? ! just some sick and twisted joke ... ? ! the king quickly stands up as yellow blood crawls out of one of his nostrils and yet he could not feel the pain -- and a sword -- yellow and etched with many symbols appearing in his hands -- and he aims for this stranger --
R T H U R A
『 " a hallucination -- no -- a SHAPESHIFTER -- what are you doing in MY throne room ? ! " 』 he asks , teeth grit with a twisted angry look.
T H R R U A
He can see the look on his King’s face. He can’t see the anchor, can’t see it beating when it’s hidden beneath robes where the Divine keeps it. But he almost feels it’s beat in the room, matching the thunder of his own. It reverberates around him, heavy and hard and makes his eyes sting. There’s-- fear there, almost. Confusion, definitely. A spinning cacophony of everything being T O O M U C H.
He wants to run. The feelings hit him like a tidal wave and threaten to drown his resolve. The King was so many things. So many that were all blending in a toxic miasma that burned in his lungs and twisted his stomach into thirteen different knots. His mouth opened and closed, especially as R A G E took the front, wrath at what he voiced to be a trick.
Why was he here? Why was he doing this to him? Why didn’t he run? Why didn’t he accept the King deserved better? Why was he doing this he was a stain a corruption he was useless he wasn’t worth remembering just stop before he went too far he was better alone--
Arthur swallowed glass. His hands flexed at his side as he stares up at the King, forcing the thoughts washing over him down. He was wading in them still, but he wouldn’t drown. He was doing this for a reason. They were hurting without him, the fae had said. And he’d decided what was best before.
And that had been one of his greatest mistakes.
Arthur opened his mouth and closed it several times, trying to find the words. They stayed locked in his throat, and he didn’t know where the key was.
It turned out to be gold. A line of gold dripping down the king’s face.
He didn’t flinch at the sword levied at him. Didn’t falter from the ire and rage meeting him, even as it pressed down on his chest until he couldn’t breathe. It cut to see that look, to feel it when all he could think about was holding the anchor in his hands to give Kingthur what he needed, standing by his side through danger-- holding him close when he came back.
The king laughing as he tackled him in a shower of rose petals.
He blinked and tears fell, watery ones than what was before. The look cut him to his knees, but he ignored his feelings for now. Ignored the emotions bruising him, the look on his liege’s face, the sword’s wicked, glinting edge and the threat of it aimed at him.
Ignored everything else but that gold streak.
His mouth opened. His face tweaked with a frown, brow drawn together and worry in the cadence of his tone. “You-- you’re bleeding....”
previous reply here !
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『 " you -- you care t h i s m u c h . . . . .. . . . . .. . . .wh y -- wh y .... w h y . . . . . ! " 』
staring down at this man was like hell -- watching how upset and sad he was -- how he looks up at the king like nothing else mattered , the king couldn't even t a k e it anymore -- he could feel the URGE to try and RIP THROUGH HIM -- to try and kill him. to end him and stomp on him until he's DUST. but despite the anger screaming through the king to just kill kill kill -- he remains frozen -- still not moving his blade and feeling the tinks and the splatters of water and rain and fog everywhere , closing them in until the space around them didn't even e x i s t -
the way this man was talking...i k n o w him -- i know him so well and i want to lift him and hold him i'm sorry R T H U R A i'm sorryi'msorryI'MSORRY- stop stop STOP IT -- STOP IT HE'S ONLY HURTING MORE AND MORE -- he feels blood leak from his nose and mixing into the rain -- his glow saturated -- too b r i g h t -- and yet his eyes remained on who should have been a stranger -- and yet --
『 " it h u r t s . . . .. " 』
the king slightly lowers his blade -- there's hurt and tears within the stranger's eyes and it makes his anchor c r e a k -- knowing that he wanted his consent in this situation -- knowing that he was near risking his life just to see if the king even wanted the answer -- and it was a dark and painful void that throbbed in his chest -- where his h e a r t should be. he will be in pain forever if he doesn't remember -- of course he would want to -- of course he had no other choice. he was angry -- he was angry and so so confused and he just wanted it to end --
『 " it hurts so m u c h -- but i cannot r e s t -- until i know.... " 』
but this man -- he -- he felt . . . important -- ah - important. why . . . . the king wanted to see -- why this blonde one mattered so much -- that his memory a c h e s at the mention or sight of him -- but the anger was ever present , arm shaking -- instinct still screaming at him to go for the kill -- he was motionless all the while anyway...
he could hear it -- he almost knew the words that were to come... ‘my...’
『 “ m y l e i g e -- “ 』
there’s a spark , something -- s o m e t h i n g -- his lips moved before he even knew what he said.
『 “ m y k n i g h t . “ 』
........
『 " p l e a s e -- h e l p m e. " 』
❝ i know i’ve been G O N E a long time , but – i’m back and i want what is M I N E . ❞
ind. priv. sel. au arthur kingsmen of mystery skulls animated
penned by aoife .
MUN | RULES | AU
personals do not interact please !
15. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared?
failure , and losing whoever he has left. whether he likes to admit it or not , it's definitely one of those. even in general , that scares him more than anything else in this entire world. he doesn't care what happens to him , just don't hurt those he swore to keep safe.
when he's scared , he never shows it. at all. he just look how he normally looks. it's really hard to tell. but when it's too much for him to hide , he shakes -- and tends to pace a lot. he stutters and skips over words -- and is more prone to small outbursts.
Wildberry Chocolate Chunk: a social life headcanon.
kingthur prefers to be outside more than up in his castle all the time , actually. he has a good amount of people that he talks to within the guild that he works with. a few he even knows by name. outside of that , he would prefer being around a few close companions than being around a giant crowd of people praising him and clinging onto him.
luckily , he can get around in smaller towns and get along with the locals there. he's known for being pretty damn mysterious and soft spoken.
Fudge Behaving Badly: a misbehaving/getting into trouble headcanon.
usually he would get into a lot of trouble when he was a child , with a friend he had at the time. nowadays , it sort of happens with other members of the guild -- as they would get into a lot of situations that would fit perfectly in a sitcom sketch. they all usually get into trouble with the boss there.
however , kingthur does get into trouble on his own. he's no stranger to badmouthing people or getting into violent fights because the person tried to hurt the people around him. these are rare occasions , but other royals do talk about it. and a lot of the royals try not to test him.
Heartbreak Healer: a sad/angsty romantic or queerplatonic headcanon.
kingthur loves to hug people for long periods of time , because he feels like they will vanish if he lets them go. it's a nightmare he has all the time , so even if he and his partner/friend were on a couch or in bed , he will always always always hold onto them.
Heartbreak Healer: a sad/angsty romantic or queerplatonic headcanon. (xsprxsso)
when kingthur is in love with someone , his chest hurts. he is so used to being betrayed and feeling cold and empty inside that feeling love can cause actual pain to him. and kissing or holding someone is bound to make him feel super emotional because he's never had that kind of affection.
Entangled Mints
Entangled Mints: a friendship headcanon.
when kingthur makes friends with someone , he generally likes to spoil them with a lot of gifts. he buys them a bunch of stuff since he has so much money , and it tends to be more than what someone could fit into a one story house.
'Behind the scenes' ((hope I'm not too late to the party~))
"He is....different."
In a good way ?
"I suppose....."
Well , like...How does he make you feel ?
"Like the wind. Distant but near. Cool. Like I can actually /breathe/....I am swept off my feet every time I see him , changing with the seasons."
So you have a crush on him ?
"WH- No ! ! ! ! O-Of course not....!" / / / / /
Hehe. <3
'Behind the scenes'
"I find this man rather suspicious."
Are you talking about Detective Arthur ?
"I do not trust him. Are you going to let me go to him now?"
In a minute ! I gotta make sure this is perfect.
"It does not have to be perfect. I just want to talk with him."
You can do that , but don't hurt him or anything !
"If he harms me, then I need to defend myself."
Whatever you say... !
'Behind the scenes'
Maddie or Angie ? Both seem cool !
"A ghost or a human girl...Can't I just interact with both ? "
You can -- I'm just wondering who you would have the better relationship with.
"Perhaps it could lead to an adventure of betrayal , heartbreak , sisterhood-"
You guys would do a lot of stupid shit together and you know it. Crack Trio.
"I beg your par d o n-"
(viviskull) 'Behind the scenes' ((default dances on your grave))
"I cannot believe she is basically a goddess."
Shocking , right ? ! Very different , unlike your Vivi.
"How do I even approach her after this ? !"
Well , you should really understand her side first.
"I am going to bust down her door-"
Wait don't do that-