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“Little prince I don’t understand you. You get lost so easily and yet you seem to consciously wander off quite often.” Eriquira approached the prince, noticeably tired from tracking him across the woods. On the trail he had found blood, presumably Ciaran’s. “By the way, did you step on something?” He holds up two fingers with recently dried blood on them.

[chartreusepacifist-blog]

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“Cheer squad, Cheer squad! Cheer on the Cheer Squad! Go teams, go!”

LETS KICK IT BARACK YALL

[grimahearted]

@dragonxtoy ( cont. )

      “That I was...what?” A knot has formed in her stomach, and she’s not entirely sure she wants to know what she was in his time, if it’s causing him such distress, and she certainly doesn’t wish to make her darling boy dwell upon the subject when it’s causing such distress. “Come here,” she says, in the most soothing voice possible, pulling him close and pressing a kiss against his forehead. 

      “Perhaps running isn’t an option, but surely there’s something I can do to ease your pain?”

[radiantxhero-moved-blog]

Ciaran decided it would be a great idea to sneak up on the Radiant Hero... And then proceed to place a bucket with frozen ice over the other's head. "ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE!"

It was a pleasant day; sunny, but not too hot, with a couple of clouds drifting by in a refreshing breeze. 

It was nice.

Was being the operative. 

Being more focused on the landscape around him – or, more accurately, what was within his eyesight – Ike didn’t hear the other sneaking up on him. But, the sudden dunking of icy water – which seemed to be more ice than water – over his head had Ike bolting up from where he’d been relaxing in the grass.

With the bucket still covering his head, Ike threw out a wild, blind punch at whoever had done this – mostly out of surprise and slight panic – before he ripped the bucket off his head and tossed it to the ground.

“Okay, who the fu– Ciaran..? What in the hell did you do that for?!” he demanded, now dripping wet and cold.

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-offers towel to cover his head and water-

        “ ah. . .thank you. i appreciate it. ”

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  “The Regalia is a SHE not a HE.” Spoken as a hand tentatively trails over the beautiful pearlescent paint job of the royal car. Her shades of purplish-azure coating and orchid purple interior said as much. All the way down to her sparkling rims.

[astrayeus-archived]

[-makes grabby hands for- I'm actually surprised because I've been gone for so long and I looked at your replies and I just- I was like 'OHMYGOD THIS AWESOME BLOG FOLLOWED ME AND THEY ARE AWESOME OH FUCK- I SHOULD MAKE THEM A STARTER!' So I looked for when you followed me to make it that way, and I started flipping out... but then I realised you and I have been mutuals for a while. So then I thought 'Oh. Then... I should still rp with them.' And here I am now.]

Come Tell ME what you think of how I RP MY muse, I can only publish.

[grimahearted]

@dragonxtoy ( continued from here )

    A soft smile tugs at her lips. How can it not, when Ciaran is smiling so brightly at her despite having just come out of a battle? It’s rare to see the boy look so pleased, after all, and she relishes the sight when she can. 

   “You’re right, of course. It’s all necessary fighting, and I’d rather this than simply standing by and waiting for that future to unfold.” There’s still melancholy in her expression. Perhaps that’s to be expected--in all of her days she’s known only two years of peace, after all. And yet...despite that, her spirits do feel just a little lighter. It’s hardly a stretch upon tip-toe to press her lips to his cheek in an affectionate gesture. 

   “Thank you, darling. Sometimes I just need to remember what it is we’re fighting for...and how much we’ve already accomplished.”