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[dream eater voice] someone’s awfully sassy today.

herbelovedlily

baby i was born with it

this is an a+ quality serious roleplay blog

liliya more like lilibruh

if you have the dokis and i have the dokis then who's stirring the ship here??

i am obviously the alpha shipper in this relationship

#im jk its u

please dont kill me ily

liliyeah

that’s more like it sweetheart !

#gettin' the love and attention i deserve #good #hisdearestrose #ask #If anyone asked I was out on business for the past two days and she tripped over a crack somewhere #what are my tags even i give up

liliya more like lilinah

liliyeah-huh son is what u mean right

#:)#hisdearestrose #ask #crack

casually tiptoes&kisses the god's cheek. because he's actually really sweet behind everything

lmfao can you even reach my cheek u scrub

#B)#hisdearestrose #ask #crack

-- { guilty as charged. }:

s-starve? what do you mean? am i selfish for wanting to be happy? to have my daughter back? a-and i’m not perfect, please don’t speak of me in that way!

i can’t take it anymore, liliya! it hurts that you won’t join me in this blissful rest… why do you speak of this chance so ill?

do you want to be alone…? i love you, liliya. i really do. so, please… take this chance to be happy with me.

oh, charming. you twist her in ways that she cannot bend, expecting me to cater. disgusting, wasteful filth. you’re repulsive. i may be a fool, but i am not blind.

-- dearest rose, can you hear me weep ? the flowers ache with my lonesome memories, and i feel as if i might go mad from exhaustion. yet i cannot sleep. i want not, i cannot, i must not.

such is the role of a god.

my love for you overflows with the vibrance of eden’s paradise, ever blooming and forever flourishing by my affection. yet, you cannot hear that. after all, you’re not rosaliya.

#kingxlily #-- { personnage. }#-- { hors d'œuvre. }

-- { tu es pénible. } :

me? oh, no. all i am doing is earning a snack. ah, indeed, i am! a great show, alike your very princess’! but, alas! it’s amazing how making your dear rose cry had this outcome.

hmm~

isn’t fate a mysterious thing, dear lily? i’m worried about you, liliya. why not sleep? i’ll never leave your side! that way, you’ll have me all to yourself. i love you as you do me, liliya… isn’t that what you want…?

starve, then. you’ll find no sustenance here, will you ? you’re a stubborn one, certainly, and foolish at that. don’t talk of her as anything less than perfection, you filth.

you are a monstrosity with no rights. how dare you taint the visage of my dearest rose.

i will repeat myself again, you deaf mongrel: i do not sleep. and i never will. leave me to my own misery already, why don’t you ?

#kingxlily #-- { personnage. }#-- { hors d'œuvre. }

-- { . . . }:

me, lonely? speak for yourself, your highness! you’re living in a nightmare as is, it’s rather amusing to watch. ahh, perhaps sleep and tonight i’ll give you a sweet dream: a dream where they never left you? or would you prefer one where she is truly yours to own? oh, sweet prince. humor me more!

i am not one who goes to bother ones for attention as you do. though, i hope that you’re enjoying the show, as you are so entertained. perhaps it it right to have a witness to this story. though, will you tell it with no bias ? with no fanciful illusions ? should you not, then no one needs to know of this pathetic me.

i do not sleep.

i do not sleep, and i never will. begone, and leave me to my own self.

#kingxlily #-- { personnage. }#-- { hors d'œuvre. }

-- { hmm. }:

ah, isn’t that because of me? how unfortunate, for you.

dearest revanant, are you lonely again ? i assure you, i make ill company nowadays.

#kingxlily #-- { personnage. }#-- { hors d'œuvre. }

sutingi replied to your post

“ With her out of the way, why not we have some adult time, hm? The child’s abandoned you, after all.” ☆～（ゝ。∂）

❝ While I am honored that you think of me in such a way, ma puce, I’m afraid that trash isn't something that I harbor a liking towards.. ❞

#sutingi #[ WHAT THE FUC VK MAN \#[ GD I]

tfw when you don’t like sleeping so you sorta just

and lay there for a thousand years without doing anything

#-- { crack. }#[ i should be doing replies ]#[ rip ]

tfw ur bae gets taken by your technical big brother and you’re just like

#-- { commentaire. }#-- { crack. }#[ naze why ]#[ why is rosaliya and fumus a ship i don't understand ]#[ god this poor asshole ]

[ liliya’s eye color changes depending on his mood. while they’re always some shade of green, the brighter they are indicates just how excited they are. dull colors usually represent boredom and apathy, this a signal by muddy greens and dark hue. sadness is borderline black, a deep evergreen, while happiness is something akin to a gentle turquoise. his most excited state is a seafoam-esque color, almost on the verge of glowing, and his most calm state is a flourishing forest at nighttime.

he has the ability to force a certain color to show up ( mostly his default turquoise to emerald green gradient ) should he wish to. sometimes he just doesn’t want someone to know that he’s bored, or something of that likeness. ]

#-- { rumeur. }#[ liliya is so colourful it's ridiculous ]#[ dumb flower boy ]

{ -- see the truth, please. } :

Eyes widen at his words, not at all did she place blame on the god. (for she strongly believed in his goodness&lack of much fault.) The tone in which he spoke implied that he believed opposite as to what she expected he would. And thus, her gaze rises to meet the eyes of the other, and water up her eyes did. Aside goes attempts to put on a strong front.

“…N-no! D-do not say such a thing…!”

She raised her trembling voice at a minimum.

“Everything could have been different if I was a devil alike my siblings. I-If I fulfilled my role better… Y-you wouldn’t have lost your angels. Even my own kin left me because I was not good enough…! D-don’t blame yourself for fulfilling your role as a God. M-maybe if I explain to them, they would come back for you…! I-Isn’t that what you wish for, Liliya?”

Finger twitches in unconscious reaction to a face so stained with tears. It is upon his own head that sweet lapin’s storm has begun again, saline regrets washing away everything in its path. His heart burns at the mere thought of it ( irony that had been best served with wine, but he cares not for the contradictions ricocheting within him right now ), & his fist clenches in attempt to quell his discomfort and vulnerability.

But he is still a child, & he does not know how to be strong. not yet.

❝ -- Rosaliya. ❞

( -- & his voice is as soft as the nighttime winds, smooth & everlasting-- )

❝ Stop speaking of such fanciful fairytales. They are gone because of my ignorance. My blindness. The last thing I have done is act as a proper god. Hush, gentle spirit. Your song is misleading. Repent, and sing a new aria of our reforged doctrine. ❞

#hisdearestrose #-- { personnage. }

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