Undying Loyalty

'No matter the order, I will carry it out with all my strength and convinction.' Guardian of the Cocytus, Harpy Valentine. [Independent side-RP blog for Valentine from Saint Seiya- Sideblog of ruleofsilence

[deesrealm]

Valentine x Pharaoh, from Saint Seiya (coffee shop AU!) @hellsbard there you go! :D

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[hellsbard-blog]

“Not that I care, bird. As long as those who really matter can appreciate it, it’s alright.”

[greedyharpy]

“As odd as it may sound, I wasn’t worried about you- I’ve come to learn that it takes much more than a loud mouthed brat to even scratch at your pride. Rather I felt amazed in front of what I couldn’t define precisely: it felt like denial, though.” You can almost see him nodding at himself. “It’s a shame. But in a way I am also glad they can’t see past their nose.”

[greedyharpy]

“...”

Ugly face.

“...Saints have either extremely odd tastes, or they just pretend not to appreciate beauty, uh.”

[cetusmaris-blog]

♕ [greedyharpy]

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —

 ♕ = bowing down before them .

Little Chris was fascinated by many, many things. By the majestic appearance of butterflies, by the fact when she’d jump, a bigger force would bring her back down, by the immensity of the sea, that doesn’t seem to have an end… but she was particularly more intrigued by Valentine’s hair, its bright pink locks never failing to draw the girl’s attention. She wished her hair was pink.

Chris smiled happily at him, her eyes glimmering in admiration as he bowed before her. And as soon as he was done with the courtesy, she approached him further, raising her small arms in an useless attempt to toy with his rose pink strands.

[greedyharpy]

It was just a force of habit, something that many could see as forced courtesy, when it was nothing more than a reflex: Valentine had spent enough time in the Walden manor to know that if he were to see any member of the family, he had to bow in front of them. As simple as that, nothing more, nothing less- And even if he was aware that Chris was simply too young to care about proper etiquette, the young man still placed a hand on his chest and slowly leaned forward in a tiny bow, soon straightening his back to continue on his way to the living room.

...Or, he would have, hadn’t he noticed that the tiniest of heirs had actually made her way over to him to open and close her tiny hands in his general direction. “...What is it, lady Chris?” Calling a child ‘lady’ was somewhat odd, but he’d yet to learn the proper way to refer to her- But at least it took him much less to understand what she wanted to do.

After a sort of surprised ‘oh’, Valentine kneeled in front of Chris, not exactly minding that they were in the middle of the hallway- She just looked too hopeful to let her down. “...My hair?”

[greedyharpy]

do you have some nice recent memories?

“Nice, recent memories? It depends on what you mean as ‘nice’- But I can’t exactly complain about my existence in the Underworld: there are plenty od ‘dead’ moments so to say, during which one can do whatever he pleases, in the limits of decency. I do consider moments spent like that as ‘nice’.”

[fortherpwriters]

A Court of Thorns and Roses sentence meme

{ part 2 }

“I thought you were smarter than this.”

“You’ll be lucky if she gives you a clean death.”

“Oh, you are delicious!”

“I’ll think you’ll like this task.”

“I come here to offer you help, and you have the nerve to tell me to leave?”

“Cheating, are you?”

“I don’t like my belongings tampered with.”

“Why does any male need a reason to enjoy the presence of a female?”

“Shameful. Just shameful.”

“Look at what you’ve done to my pet.”

“If you’re that desperate for release, you should have asked me.”

“I’m not your slave.”

“Because you’re a monster.”

“Any words to say before you die?”

“You treacherous piece of filth.”

“Say that you don’t truly love him. Admit it to your inconstant heart.”

“We’ll find a way out of this.”

“Be glad of your human heart, __. Pity those who don’t feel anything at all.”

“Let’s go home.”

[greedyharpy]

I heard that you don't really like Lady Pandora all that much...

» “I heard that you —-” Finish this in my ask box   

“...Correct. I hold no sympathy for her, but as she’s our Commander, I have to bear with it at best I can.”

[greedyharpy]

I heard you actually enjoys to be played.

» “I heard that you —-” Finish this in my ask box   

“No, I don’t? Who’d ever like being played-? I want to be taken seriously!”

[greedyharpy]

I heard that you can make some mean s'mores

» “I heard that you —-” Finish this in my ask box  

“...That is- That is actually correct, yes. How did you know?” I’ve had people compliment me on them, yes.

"I heard that you ----" Finish this in my ask box

[greedyharpy]

BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE. repost, don’t reblog.

TAGGED BY: @ladyinfernc and @hellsbard

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[hellsbard-blog]

“Ah, my sweet bird…” There was the slightest hint of a melody in the words, a mixture of fondness and amusement at the Harpy’s demeanor. Well manicured fingers moved theatrically, then, reaching for Valentine’s chin in a gentle touch. 

“I believe you have earned the right to assume whatever you want.” Lowering Valentine’s head just slightly, Pharaoh planted a fleeting kiss on his lips – even if his usual smirk refused to leave his face.

[greedyharpy]

“I don’t know if I appreciate your tone.” It wasn’t a matter of not being used to that sort of sing-song voice, but certainly he didn’t feel completely comfortable with being treated like someone who simple didn’t understand. Even if that was the case, the Harpy still had some pride left.

Yet any sort of slight irritation he might’ve felt was brushed away all too easily (perhaps because it really wasn’t there to begin with) first by the fingers on his chin and a few seconds later by what Valentine could easily deem as the most unexpected (yet welcome) kiss he had ever received. If asked, that’s how he’d explain his as-wide-as-pans eyes anyway.

Maybe that was a good moment to answer. Certainly it was. But words just didn’t come out, so the Harpy just blankly stared at the Sphinx, mouth opening and closing at least once before he managed to blurt out something vaguely literate. “...G-Good? I guess. Good.”

That was not the best way to make a good impression after so long.

[hellsbard-blog]

“… Wasn’t it clear?”

[greedyharpy]

“Ah, yes, I suppose it was. I just didn’t want to- Ehm. Assume things, I guess?”

[hellsbard-blog]

“Why, thank you – not that I would expect any less. It would be utterly disappointing, learning that my feelings aren’t reciprocated.”

[greedyharpy]

“...Am I free to suppose that by that you mean you’re, dare I say, happy, to see me? Or am I reading it wrong?” 

[hellsbard-blog]

“Is that so? Well…” Arms folded, the Sphinx raises an eyebrow at the other Specter. “I’m not sure I can sate your impatience, though…”

[greedyharpy]

“Oh- That is quite fine. I mean, I can work this out myself- There’d be no other way, in any case.” Valentine averted his eyes for a moment, apparently trying to gather his thoughts. “I forgot to mention it, probably due to your... Humorous entrance, but I am glad to see you- Again.”

[hellsbard-blog]

“I believe what you mean is more than anyone else. Which is quite true. Still… Heh. Fret not, bird. You have time to learn.”

[greedyharpy]

“...I am not in a hurry, but it’d be a lie if I said that I didn’t feel...Impatient at all, if I could describe it as such.”

[hellsbard-blog]

“… Can’t you, though?”

Curiously enough, he almost sounds surprised.

[greedyharpy]

“Not as much as I’d like to. Which, I suppose, is more than the...Standard?”

In short, he wants to excel.