status: semi - hiatus!

he learned from a young age the bitter taste of betrayal. he learned even sooner that this is his fate. while she was the sun, he was the moon. That time of night where townsfolk pull the shutters and locks the doors, fearing the monsters that may be lurking about. he was the boy mothers warned their doe - eyed daughters about.

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if anyone wants to keep in contact with me, you can find me @ungodlygifts and on s.k.ype @ acxdia. just tell me who you are!!

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i only come on here to test my theme codes but wow im so happy to see so many people around here still. <3

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[madleendeadman]

“I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.”

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innocentsavicr.

     ❝ i’m still breathing. ❞

“Congratulations!” Did he wan’t an around of applause with that, too?

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raijae.

                      a flash of annoyance crosses his features ,  expression instantly molding into one of stern . he would’ve shrugged off his hand , but perhaps the former general felt a little more patient today than usual . ❛     i don’t know you — what do you want ?     ❜      

His movement is nonchalant regardless of the other’s statement, soft hums filling the air.A quick glance over his shoulder before he grinned innocently at the stranger. “People aren’t too fond of royal guards in these areas, but they’re too spineless to do anything when we aren’t alone,” he quips simply, only then releasing the other. Khar could handle them, had they chosen to do anything, but he doubted his sister or his liege would approve of his methods of disposing the problem. 

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illimmite.

“well, that’s just too bad. i’ll make you another, but for now, you gotta wear this!” and she will follow him, pushing the crown against his face once more. a pout rested upon peachy lips - she will not have this outrageous behavior!

What an annoying little thing she was. His feet gracefully danced across the court yard, only vaguely aware of the eyes which watched them as he once more avoided her advances. “I don’t have to do anything,” he reminds her, and his hand reaches out to catch her wrist. The grip itself is harsh and bruising in nature, but the way he twists her so that her back is pressed against his chest is not. He was surprisingly careful not to move her too sharply, as if to avoid twisting anything. 

Releasing her, he nudges her forward and steps back once more, a snort of amusement soon following. “Look, it’s Prince Takumi. He’s staring so intently, I think he wants the crown more than I.” 

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FEifらくがき by ro

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                           @tussilage ;

“I can feel you staring at me for the past two minutes. Do you mind?” He’s trying to eat his lunch in peace, but he can’t do that when someone is glaring daggers at him. 

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He isn’t fond of the ocean, not anymore. Once upon a time, he used to look to the ocean waves with a child - like innocence he was never granted growing up, but now there’s a bitter taste in his mouth -- among many other reasons. He checks his person, making sure he has everything: sword at his hip, tome under his arm, and a series of daggers hidden within his person. A quick glance about, keeping tabs on the soldiers around him and pinpointing the location of his sister.

Determining that they were just about ready to set out, the male sucked in a deep breath.They were waiting for an outside party, getting ready to head to... Where was it now? Dismissing the thought, the mage advanced forward, ignoring the bustle of people around him. None of them mattered, anyway. It was the familiar face in the distance which causes him to freeze in place, eyes narrowing before he glared off to the side. 

Fate was surely smiling down on them, wasn’t it? A dry scoff before he joined the other soldiers heading up the ramp. A brush of shoulders with the crowned prince, but he did not acknowledge him any further. It was unlikely that he could position himself on a boat and and remain undiscovered by his former liege, but he was more than intent to keep his distance as much as possible. 

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