roman volkov

27. fire tattoo. guardian of delilah agne. don't waste your TIME or time will waste YOU. no one's gonna take me ALIVE. the time has come to make things RIGHT. 🔥

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lithuanianroyal:

“I may have gone crazy with the scissors. How bad does it look?”

“Don’t worry. I don’t know much about fashion or anything, but if you looked ridiculous, then trust me, I’d tell you.”

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jasoncully:

“Watch where you’re shooting, asshole!”

Roman set the bow to the side and rushed over. “I didn’t realize that there were other people here. I’m trying to learn archery as a little side project, but I still have some wild shots. Nice reflexes, though.”

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healingmarcus:

“Boudine” he mused

Roman mumbled a Russian curse under his breath. He was going to lose, and he hated losing. “Lucky shot,” he said, taking his own place at the dartboard for his turn.

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samsoncastilla:

“Maybe if you stopped whining all the time, we’d actually get something done.” He joked with a lifted brow.

“Whining is my specialty,” Roman replied, unapologetic, “so maybe you should get used to it and start working harder.”

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lanevanderbilt:

“I usually tune out petty yapping. It’s become a fond habit of mine.”

Roman shrugged. “I can respect that. Usually I do the same.”

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lanevanderbilt:

“I stopped listening to you two minutes ago. Is this important?”

“Only if you consider my complaining to be important -- which you should, but I understand if you don’t.”

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xenaofamerica:

“If you’re here to watch, be very quiet, otherwise please go away.” 

“’Quiet’ is not usually a word in my vocabulary, but I’ll try my best.” Roman managed to stay out of the way or a few minutes before his boredom overtook him. “Can you teach me?”

[anya-castillo]

        Her breath was caught in her chest as she masked her anxiety the best way that she could. Would he notice the burn on his shoulder? Would he realize its meaning? Roman seemed not to notice anything different though, because he only replied to her with a joke. Anya cracked a smile as she snorted out a laugh without realizing it. “You should. I’m telling you, it’s a talent of a lifetime,” she joked right back. 

How surprising. Not only he stood right in front of her and she could see him and talk to him, she was already joking with him—one of the things she thought she’d lost forever. It was beyond…bizarre, seeing him like this; carefree. She’d seen him at his best, and at his worst as the Castillo curse had hit upon them. It’d been a while since she’d heard him rain on her with all of his jokes and teasing lines.  “Yeah. Is it that obvious? Not that I ever doubted I look as badass as I am.” In reality, she was more of a novice and quite clumsy, but it was never too early for some bragging. Anything to keep him talking back to her. Anything to keep him smiling.

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“I’ll throw myself in front of the Dorcha tomorrow,” he added with a laugh. “I can’t pass up such a great opportunity.” The words were lighthearted. He did have a tendency to complain about his job a lot, but at the end of the day, he enjoyed it, and he was good at it. He had even been asked to train his fellow guardians before. He was an example to follow, and despite all his jokes, he wouldn’t do anything to purposefully ruin that status.

The girl’s confidence amused him. She couldn’t have been older than her early twenties, so she was likely a beginner. He could have beaten her in a fight, maybe not easily, but his skill was almost definitely beyond hers. “Honestly, I think I made a lucky guess,” he teased. He looked at her again with renewed interest. “How old are you, anyway? You look like you’re barely old enough to be finished with school.”

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guardianidella:

“I don’t need to loosen up.” Idella retorted, her gaze cutting. “I’m just fine, thank you very much…” 

“That’s what you think,” he said with a shrug. “Me, I think you need to have fun. C’mon, one drink. Just one.”

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guardiantariq:

Tariq released a laugh. If only the other knew what he had to face on a daily basis… “The same thing. I’m a Guardian for Princess Zafira. She’s a real brat, and mouthy too.” He shook his head. “I’m glad I bumped into you. I didn’t even know how much I needed this drink until now.” 

“That must be really fun,” he said sarcastically. “Gotta love spoiled royals. I get that we need to protect them and all, but they don’t all make it so easy to.” Roman raised his glass. “За здоровье. To taking a break.”

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anya-castillo:

      Anya didn’t hear more than a word that came out of the man’s mouth. He was standing behind her, and yet… That voice… She’d recognize it anywhere in the world. 

Roman. 

How many nights did she spend praying that he’d never get to the castle, and how many that she’d see him again as soon as possible? The rational part of hers knew that it was crucial that they never crossed paths again. But the other one, the one that her heart led… Anya couldn’t catch her own breath. She wished she could just keep her back on him and never turn around. Knowing him, that’d only cause him to get suspicious. After all, he didn’t know her. Or, at least, he didn’t remember he once did. 

Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm her pulse that beat crazily in her chest, the brunette sniffed once and blinked to try and remove her already watery eyes. She plastered a smile on her face, and turned to face him as she said “Well, I don’t know what you’re doing here, but maybe you should give the whole advertising thing a shot. That was really good.” Naturally, she felt the burn on the back of her nape, and she knew that it was because her soulmate tattoo was blazing with light. Unlike most people in the castle, she’d known he was her soulmate way, way back. When all the Dorcha madness first started.

Roman had always been observant, and he didn’t miss the fleeting look on the girl’s face as she turned around. She looked... Sad, almost. She hadn’t even spoken to him yet, though, so there was no reason for anything he said to upset her. He was used to offending people - he didn’t mince words and he rarely tiptoed around a subject to avoid hurting someone’s feelings. Still, having recently arrived at the castle, he was trying to play nice.

Before he had time to really question it, the look on her face was gone, and she was speaking to him. The first thing he noticed, as sentimental as it was, was how beautiful she was. Even in a casual setting, with no one to impress, she stood out. He could imagine her walking into a room, all dressed up. All eyes in the room would be on her. He snapped himself out of that fantasy, returning to address her once again.

“Sadly, as a guardian, I’m stuck here. That could be my backup plan if I break both my arms or something, though,” he offered with a lopsided grin. “Are you a guardian, too?” he asked. He wasn’t sure why, but he had a gut feeling that his guess was correct.

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frannymariareyes:

Franny wordlessly stepped aside, a sinking feeling in her chest. She’d never let a man do her work for her, but desperate times called for desperate measures. And desperate times dictate that her stomach needed something before it caved in completely. She reached for her pocket and handed the stranger her lighter.

Roman took the lighter and tried to light the stove himself. Nothing happened for a few seconds. “I think it might just be brok--” He didn’t get to finish his sentence before the gas stove suddenly lit, the flames momentarily flashing much brighter than they should have. He cursed and jumped back as the fire stopped centimeters from his face. After a second, the fire calmed down and the stove appeared to be working normally. “Well. There you go.”

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“—–So, what’d you guys do around here for fun? I need to know before I shoot myself in the eyeball.”

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Roman thought for a second. “Whatever you do for fun normally, I guess. I mean, no skydiving or anything too crazy, but there’s television, wifi... Usually you can find other guardians in the gym if you feel like punching something. There’s a pool, too.” He paused, breaking into a smile. “I sound like an advertisement. Still, I don’t really know. I haven’t been here for a long time.”

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guardianidella:

“I can’t be sure. Who knows with you…” Idella stated with a roll of her eyes, “Fine, I’ll join you.” She moved to sit next to the male. 

“That’s me, the man of mystery,” Roman said with a smirk. “We need to get some alcohol in you so you’ll loosen up a bit.”

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guardiantariq:

“My sentiments exactly…” Tariq smiled, nodding in agreement with the other man. “—What are you here for?” 

Roman shrugged. “Like I said, I had a long day. I’m a guardian. I think having all these royals in one place somehow makes things more stressful - it’s like, there’s not just an obligation to the family you work for, but you have to always have your guard up. Thankfully, now, I have the chance to relax,” he said with a content sigh. “What about you?”

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frannymariareyes:

His tone irked her. “I know how to work a damn stove,” she replied, crossing her arms. Not knowing your way around the house would’ve warranted a smack on the head from her mother. “This one’s just broken.”

“Let me take a look at it,” he said, skeptical that the stove was really broken. He felt a tiny bit of remorse for assuming the worst of the girl, but there were plenty of royals who had barely lifted a finger, and they annoyed him. He approached the stove, inspecting it. “I don’t suppose you have a match or a lighter or something?”