I'm not fit to fight for anyone.

Cherche's future son. He has concerns about meddling with the past and wears a mask to minimize interactions -- but like the other children, he wants his parents back. The last to fall asleep at night. Born on September 1st. (Indie Gerome RP blog. Multiship. Current M!A: None)

[draco-knight-gerome]

  Gerome was hesitant. He took a few deep breaths and wrung his hands together. 

"Stress. I’m worried about things that I normally wouldn’t be. I’m so confused and I’ve never…" he pauses. "I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve tried so hard to distance myself from my parents and everyone else I could but I’m still so… worried. Help." 

Gerome slowly and hesitantly reached his hand out towards Laurent’s. He needed some support. 

[bewitchingflower-blog]

Laurent noticed Gerome’s action and took his hand in his own gently. “It’s alright, Gerome. Although I could never fully understand, I at least know where you’re coming from. I myself worry so greatly over the others. Which includes you. Just please know that I will always be here to talk to you, no matter what.” Laurent squeezed Gerome’s gently.

[draco-knight-gerome]

"I- thank you, Laurent. It comforts me to know that someone else shares my pain, even if it's just a fraction." Gerome sniffled and glanced down at their intertwined hands. "Is this okay with you?" he muttered, motioning towards them.

[starbuildstrike]

gerome in palette 18

because who can resist pastel baby batman

[llssa]

ジェロルフ2 | hayu

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[bewitchingflower-blog]

  Laurent sat down next to Gerome silently. “I see no physical wound, so it must be an emotional one. Would you like to talk about it at all?”

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome sniffed and shook his head violently. “I don’t need to talk to anyone about anything.” However, his words betrayed his actions. He removed his mask and turned himself to face Laurent. 

[bewitchingflower-blog]

"Something tells me that’s not true. Please proceed, Gerome."

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome was hesitant. He took a few deep breaths and wrung his hands together. 

"Stress. I'm worried about things that I normally wouldn't be. I'm so confused and I've never..." he pauses. "I've never felt this way before. I've tried so hard to distance myself from my parents and everyone else I could but I'm still so... worried. Help." 

Gerome slowly and hesitantly reached his hand out towards Laurent's. He needed some support. 

[calamitaswrath]

[draco-knight-gerome]

  Gerome froze before muttering “I am perfectly fine.” He quickly and roughly wiped the tears off his face and slipped his mask on. “Why are you here? I came here to be alone, and not to be followed by you.” 

[bewitchingflower-blog]

Laurent sat down next to Gerome silently. “I see no physical wound, so it must be an emotional one. Would you like to talk about it at all?”

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome sniffed and shook his head violently. "I don't need to talk to anyone about anything." However, his words betrayed his actions. He removed his mask and turned himself to face Laurent. 

[darkknight-tactician-ayla]

ur fucking dead, son

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome bit his lip. Tears were falling freely from his face and he couldn’t stop them. He sniffs and chokes back a sob, clutching his mask in a tight fist. He sobs again. And again. Again. 

The trees were his audience, the blades of grass his spectators, and Minerva his costar in his unusual show of emotions. But by the sounds of it, he had another person added to the group. 

[bewitchingflower-blog]

"Gerome? What are you doing out here by yourself? Are you alright?" 

Laurent walked around the log that Gerome was sitting on in order to get a better look at his face. He was shocked to see the tears. “G-gerome? Are you injured?” 

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome froze before muttering "I am perfectly fine." He quickly and roughly wiped the tears off his face and slipped his mask on. "Why are you here? I came here to be alone, and not to be followed by you." 

[draco-knight-gerome]

Gerome bit his lip. Tears were falling freely from his face and he couldn't stop them. He sniffs and chokes back a sob, clutching his mask in a tight fist. He sobs again. And again. Again. 

The trees were his audience, the blades of grass his spectators, and Minerva his costar in his unusual show of emotions. But by the sounds of it, he had another person added to the group. 

[graphitedoll]

and finally, i’ve paid homage to my favorite quote of the entire game although slightly misquoted here to make things fit.

and now, i’m off to download the newest dlc CAUSE WHO NEEDS A HEART THAT’S NOT SHATTERED INTO A MILLION PIECES ??

[rnaribelle]

Anonymous said: Could you please do Gerome with a batman mask?

wyvernman (and robinigo)