Lionheart

His crown lit up the way as we moved slowly Past the wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind Though far away, though far away, though far away We're still the same, we're still the same, we're still the same Howling ghosts they reappear In mountains that are stacked with fear But you're a queen and I'm a lionheart tag: outlawjunky FFXIV Original Character RP blog Written by Kevin

[outlawjunky-a]

not me forever wishing i could make nice graphics for harry.

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alisgrxvis​:

“Ah, come on…I already said please and you’re still being a teasing little shit..” Yeri huffed, rising up a little on her toes to try and kiss him legitimately.

Usually she’d be more than willing to be more physically and simply take what she wanted. But he was…also bigger than her and something about the height difference made her second guess her actions.

“If you hated it, you’d do something about it,” Harry pointed out, but he was a nice guy. Sometimes. He leaned down again to let Yeri legitimately kiss him.

It wasn’t his fault he was so tall. Still, he was pretty sure the woman was more than capable of taking what she wanted. Either that or he was overestimating her.

[outlawjunky-a]

did u kno i luv size difference in relationships and harry is like 7ft tall

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alisgrxvis​:

As grumpy as she looked he pulled her closer, her cheeks burned a deep red, her gaze off to the side as if she were avoiding meeting his gaze.

“You’re lucky I’m not in as much of a fighting mood as I usually am.” Yeri grumbled, though her shoulders seemed to already be relaxing being in such a close vicinity to someone else.

“Aw. You’ll get me later,” he promised, free hand going to her waist. The Elezen leaned down, as if he was going to kiss her...

...And pecked a kiss to the tip of her nose with a small huff of laughter.

[outlawjunky-a]

alisgrxvis​:

Him turning away only made her pout more, hand reaching out to grab him by the back of his shirt to stop him.

“I- Fine, fine.” She groaned, clearing her throat and licking her lips slightly.

“P…Please…” Yeri whispered sheepishly.

He sure did know how to get what he wanted. ...And how to get what she wanted, apparently. Stopped, he stopped, head turning to watch her.

“Aw. That’s all you had to do,” Harry chided, teasing, as he reached back to unhook her hand from his shirt. Her hand still in his, he turned back to her, tugging her closer.

“C’mere.”

[outlawjunky-a]

alisgrxvis​:

“I-” Yeri started and then immediately stopped, crossing her arms over her chest as her ears lowered.

“You’re being no fun, you know.” She grumbled, though she was still clearly being stubborn about it.

“How’m I being no fun when you’re the one refusing to say a simple word when she wants something~?” Harry teased with a toothy grin, stepping back out of her personal space.

He turned away. “It’s just one word.”

[outlawjunky-a]

@alisgrxvis X

"Make me." Yeri let out a huff of breath.

It didn't matter what it was, Yeri always ended up being a brat when being face with having to ask for something nicely.

Harry squinted, leaning in close, hands on his hips. The woman was being a brat, but of course she was. The question was what was he going to do about it?

“Guess you don’t really want it, then.”

Apparently he was going to do nothing except bait her.

[outlawjunky-a]

fun fact: my sister got me an anima portrait necklace for christmas.

...sometimes, i think about rping anima.

[outlawjunky-a]

and now i renew my ffxiv sub and...continue to procrastinate baelsar’s wall.

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icecoldviera​:

@outlawjunky Cont. [x]

The Viera chuckled a bit as the other opened his eyes and groaned. His comments were coherent and bit sarcastic, it was a good sign. He brushed a few strands of hair off of the other’s face. 

“You are alive, and in one piece. A bit bruised but you’re alright,” The danger had passed, thanks to a few good heavy strikes from his claymore. The Elezen man was fine to rest in the field for a bit. 

“Rest for a bit, then I’ll help you back to town. What is your name?”

So he was alive. That was a good start to...something. Being alive, living life, returning to his little girl...

“Thanks.” Harry closed his eyes, raising an arm to drape it over his face to block out the sun, and if he could do that then he was definitely fine, he figured. Nothing felt broken, either, once he concentrated enough on himself. Just some bruises that would look nasty in a few hours and some scrapes that he could show off as bravado.

“Harry,” he grunted out. “...Yours?” The ground beneath his back felt so nice and cool...and comfy...

[outlawjunky-a]

“Where does it hurt?”

He had to force his eyes to open, and then they only opened a small crack, just enough to see the face hovering over him.

"...Everywhere?" Harry coughed out through a groan, closing his eyes against the bright halo of light around the Viera.

"Am I alive...?"

@icecoldviera

[outlawjunky-a]

Took a Hit Meant for Another

Whether intentionally or not, you were in the way of someone's attack and paid the ultimate price. Chances are, nobody saw your death coming until it was too late. If you blocked the blow on purpose, know that your sacrifice was not in vain. If you didn't, well. Sorry, buddy, that's pretty rough.

“Great.”

[outlawjunky-a]

[historical-rp-memes]

Quotes from Wedding Vows & Murder by Beth Byers as sentence starters, part five

“Do you think that they know about what we’re up to?”

“I won’t lie to the detective.”

“Why are the constables here when the murder happened two doors down?”

“I fear some of the main suspects are in this house, ma’am.”

“Are you stupid?”

“I have been expecting you and I’ll do whatever I can to help you get a handle on the information you need.”

“I trust you to do your job.”

“Why didn’t you lie?”

“Where is he? How could he!”

“You’re lying to me.”

“I don’t know what to do.”

“It’s a compromise, really. When you go for the good man, you get the good with the good.”

“I’m not taking no for an answer.”

“Did you want to see if you can win a wrestling match against me?”

“Are the local bobbies still here?”

“There were no signs of a struggle, am I right?”

“The wedding is supposed to be tomorrow. We won’t make it.”

“Why didn’t she just throw him over?”

“He really did deserve to be removed from existence.”

“The evidence is stacking against you.”

“The knife was used with a handkerchief.”

“Just admit to what you did, my dear.”

“I didn’t want to. He was hurting me.”

“Take her in. I’ll be along.”

“I changed the plans.”

“Did we really make it this far, or is it all a dream?”

“This is when the happily ever after starts, my love.”

[twinkletoedgentleman]

edmont: what do you have there, emmanellain?

emmanellain: a knife!

edmont: NO-

[roleplaystartersandmemes]

Hurt/Comfort Roleplay Prompts

“I know it hurts but you have to hold on a little longer, okay?”

“No, you can’t sleep yet!”

“Can you hear me?”

”Don’t get up yet, you’re still bleeding.”

“Do you know who I am?”

“I need you to open your eyes for me. Can you do that?”

“Come on, damn it, open your eyes!”

“How exactly did you manage to give yourself a black eye?”

“Where does it hurt?”

“That was a pretty bad fall, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Is that blood? Oh my god, you’re bleeding!”

“Don’t you dare stop breathing on me now!”

“I called an ambulance, okay? Just stay calm.”

“It’s gonna be okay, there’s help coming soon.”

“Don’t move, the ambulance is on its way.”

“I know it hurts to breathe but you have to stay with me, okay?”

“You can’t feel your legs? Just try to wiggle your toes a little.”

“Stay with me! Don’t you dare leave me now!”

“You don’t remember what happened? You were hit by a car, remember?.” 

“Just stay awake a little longer, okay?”

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magitekhearted​:​

The sad part was that Cilian wasn’t wrong. Even Menenius, for all of his prowess in military strategy(and bullheaded stubbornness), had to finally concede to the truth.

“Damnit,” he cursed under his breath. Restless, almost agitated pacing finally ceased, but he didn’t dare turn to face his subordinate; there was too much shame for him to look at him right now.

“… Withdraw,” was the eventual, and quite simple, instruction given. Though it pained him to give up the front line, he would not – could not – risk more lives like Cilian’s, not when so much of their blood had already been spilled.

@outlawjunky

His mouth opened as if to protest, but what could he even protest? They were losing. So many had already been lost; why lose more? So he closed his mouth and frowned into his drink, stewing in their latest defeat that would only get worse.

“The routes have been cut off,” he murmured, voice sounding deafening to his own ears despite the quietness he spoke with. They were effectively trapped, with no word on if or when backup might arrive. Fed to the wolves, sacrificed to the greater good, Cilian supposed bitterly, then scolded himself for that same bitterness.

It was for the greater good. For the glory of the Empire.