#excommandant

[hopesongbird-blog]

“Daddy....?”

@excommandant

[hopesongbird-blog]

@excommandant

Displaced, rearranged and reassigned. Things post war were not what they used to be, and though the knight understood her Commandant’s decisions, being kept in the dark had its disadvantages.

Though she’s grateful for the heart that beats in her chest, and a second chance at things- No, she should not complain, Casey is a trusting woman when it comes to him, and she is still doing good. Even if it is under wraps.

Still...

“Commandant-”

She catches him in the hallways, and her voice breaks out before she can halt herself, though its noticeable...The immediate change of mind on her face, and she hopes, just hopes she hasn’t been heard in passing.

[hopesongbird-blog]

° W/ ALEXEI. TEACH DADDY.

@excommandant

It wasn’t particularly new for the knight to teach her training to another, having grown up learning archery, she was far more than a natural when it came down to it. Her men, well, not all of them had learnt how to use a bow, let alone one with the capabilities of her own, so teaching them was not new to her.

It was a little more than just a hobby, though the woman was extremely fond of it- And she would find herself practicing often, whether it be to keep herself from getting rusty, or to simply blow off steam.

However, of all the people to show interest in learning such a thing, the Commandant was the least expected. He was exceptional when it came to a sword, but she had admittedly never seen him use a bow before, and when he asked her to show him how- Well, she’s not about to deny her Commandant.

Instructing someone of a higher rank, and who you look up to is...weird, she’ll admit. She’s not entirely sure she should be doing this- But she shows him how to stance, how to hold the bow and draw, and talks about how crucial it is to draw the string correctly, lest you rip the skin from your arm.

Casey speaks with confidence, though her eyes almost betray her, giving the man sideways glances. The thought that he might actually be testing her lingers in her mind, but she pushes it aside for now.

After a run down, she draws her bow as demonstration, and eyes locking ahead, she releases, lodging the arrow firmly in the target. She’s an incredible shot even now, and it dead eyes rather nicely.

Smiling up at Alexei, she observes him for any comment, or action, and she’s rather proud she can still land her hits effectively.

The knight hopes he is pleased with her teachings, at the very least, and she lightly tucks a piece of her behind her ear, all the while giving a gentle smile.

[pepotour-archive]

sneaks in some smooches

>gives 5,000 kisses and snuggles<

Alexei looked blandly at the table. He had no idea why he had even harbored this idea, let alone was going along with it after their … more awkward encounter and he’d agreed not to come back after a little … ‘accident’ with some whores. Though, as he was given a brush of the cheek a red gaze upturned and caught Raven’s. Raising an eyebrow in question, there was a dust of pink in the other’s cheeks.

Words were mumbled, ignored and Alexei waved them off. He had told Raven it was fine. It had been his fault and he had forced the other into that situation so Raven ought not to care about it.

But it didn’t seem his words fully registered as a nervous hand lifted to scramble brown bangs to clear away—         —Alexei twisted in his seat, a hand lifting to gently push back the other’s hand, the other’s actions stopping—tensing—freezing.

However crimson eyes held no destruction, instead a calming warmth like a campfire welcoming someone to sit besides it. Bones grew weak, a smile awkwardly formed on the other’s lips melting away as the bird slumped, brushing away Alexei’s hand.

It wasn’t exactly a good sign, but Alexei let his body be moved, the other sitting. Soft words spoken, explaining in not too many words but tone, facial expression, body language were all cues. Slowly, the man whom thought was untouchable, the one whom everyone and everything shied away from, scared spikes would pierce their armor, stab them through, leaned over.

His head touched the younger’s shoulder, eyes closed, breath tickling the edge of his neck as the body tensed beneath him.

   ”Will you … stay with me?”

The words were breathless, unsure if this was a mistake or something much, much better. A smile touched Alexei’s lips, just barely. Scratchy cheek touched his and he mumbled his answer between a soft chuckle into the archer’s ear.

Only if you stay with me. 

[blastiaheartgold]

here u go aylus uwu its not colored or anything (might still do that at a later date) but here's ur bedtime story idk if it's good or anything but yeh i can only draw silver-haired  prick alexei for so long even without his armor and stuff

[castagniers]

woah am i late happy birthday ash sweetie

Well, considering it’s only one am, and it’s still the twenty-first.. you’re not late. thank you!! ^^

[eating-his-wings]

I CANT RESIST IT I LOVE BOTHERING U AHHHH ✿ for Sanji

✿ Fingers Kiss

Alucard grinned wickedly at the blond with strange eyebrows. White glove clad hand capturing the chef’s as he bowed and pulled his fingers towards his mouth and gave a soft kiss before ripping his arm off and stuffing it down the mun’s throat because she’s being an utter butt and throwing random things at me and I can’t handle this ridiculous crap she gives me. 

[revereignition]

whispers gomen;; You're dead to me ~Raven

Even Tipo's family? Wasn't family supposed to love you no matter what? But in the end it seemed like, even family was no different than anyone else.