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[novoselicnobilityarchived-blog]

—— ✞ Now Yoυr Bleѕѕedɴeѕѕ Appeαrѕ ✞  ——

It wasn’t as if she had never had a bodyguard before. Even before the title of EMPRESS had been granted to her. She remembers some fondly more than others; ones too cold for a young child that made her feel afraid, not safe. Some that took the time to give her a smile whenever she was uneasy, or a friendly wink. There were hardly any words exchanged, however, and that was fine. 

She understood the importance of their job.

“...” 

What she doesn’t understand, however, was the necessity of having a bodyguard in her own castle. One that was too high ranked–by her logic–to even bother with such a menial task. But she does not question her husband (he had his reasons, she told herself, reasons that would make her on edge), and allows it to be done. It would only be for a few days, a few days of ruling the throne by herself as he dabbles in war, and things will move back at a steady pace.

“I remember you.” she says quietly, realization striking her after looking at his face for so long. Sonia sets her teacup down on the table; shifting in the antique lounge chair and relaxing her posture ever so slightly.

“You shadowed me for a day, did you not? It is hard to forget someone with such an aura as yours.”

[ @kamukurx ]

[miraie-blog1]

They share the same birth date, on a holiday of all days, so it's easy not to forget the day. He opens Hinata's door before his brother has awoken to the early morning light and steps in quietly sitting on the side of his bed. He gently places a hand on his arm shaking him until he's conscious, "Take a walk with me." Even though the words are demanding his tone is soft. He wants to enjoy the early morning air with the person he shares this birthday with. A celebration of their lives so far.

It is a fact that one has to wake up early on January first, no matter how much of a morning person he is not. Too much stuff to do– there’s no helping it. But that doesn’t mean he won’t try to squeeze in as much sleep as possible.

Or at least, that’s what he intended. But the hand shaking his arm is telling him that that won’t be possible. 

After a few quiet ‘no’s, and ‘stop’s are proven futile to actually get the other to quit it, Hajime groggily looks up at his brother. The words take a few moments to process before he nods slowly and manages to mumble out an answer.

( he’s beyond glad things aren’t as tense between them anymore. it’s comforting to be able to go back to this kind of thing. )

“… Mm... Okay. But we have to be back early. Mom and dad are going to... want to do a shrine visit.”

As much as he might dread going out so early in the morning, a walk with one of his favorite people in the world and birthday buddy doesn’t sound like the worst reason to. 

[mispyre-m-blog]

@kamukurx

        decay corporeal , ghost of a boy travels where he does not belong with a smile malformed , constructed of diluted sunshine & something knowing , knowing , knowing --- salvation , he awaits / salvation he shall find , somewhere in the clash between ‘ hope ’ & ‘ despair ’ and there is an excited shiver that runs along his spine. they can’t see it , he knows ( unfortunate . . . they are the key gears in the machine after all , in the coming hope that shall exist unbreakable , a pure light for those left standing --- ! ) but that’s alright --- he’s happy to lead them there , fingers to pluck at strings so few seem able to see , setting necessary evils in motion ; there is growth in grief , and while it pains him to do so , he knows the necessity of suffering. 

                                                                           the greater the struggle , the better the outcome. 

        step , step , turn , pause . . . he’s still , expression shifting to one of surprise , though he is hardly bothered by the sudden appearance of known enemy or the gun now pointed directly at his face ( a shot to the forehead would kill him for sure haha --- ! wouldn’t that be lovely ? ) and it takes but a moment for widened eyes to settle , ‘ o ’ in his lips to melt , smile to take its place. kamukura . . . well , lucky him. 

        ❛ ha . . . it looks like i’ve been found. i must be really unlucky. ❜ he says , fingers trembling , but that’s alright --- there are worse things , really , than being found in enemy territory and it is a bitter thought , but chances are good he’ll survive this little encounter ; he always does come out on top , doesn’t he ?

[scudas-a]

@kamukurx

    It wasn’t often that Kazuichi would decide that he wants attention, rather rare and questionable, as the very scientists who made him couldn’t quite understand him yet, their research incomplete and Kazuichi’s mental breakdowns nearly unpredictable. The people who he wanted attention from were limited, as well. Usually, it had consisted of mainly Matsuda, but today he’d found himself in Izuru’s room; snuck in unnoticed. His singular talent may of consisted of mechanics and mathematics, but he found himself to be rather decent at staying silent; which made out to be convenient for messing around with the school security, along with getting out of his room unnoticed, until the realization hits that the chamber is empty.

    Izuru was someone he felt he could truly understand; an experiment. An object that created them from the same people they stripped lives of. Quiet, secluded, new to the world. Sometimes, Izuru’s existence would bother him, an anger that he found to himself rather inexplicable, but something deep within his mind told him that it wasn’t right for him to exist. Other times, feelings came close to empathy, though unrecognizable by the mind of Kazuichi.     With the other asleep, he would sit down on the edge of the singular bed in the otherwise empty room. Company was fickle for him; and somehow just being in the room with another person was enough for Souda to have his fill. Not that it mattered, regardless. Even while together, he found that they both rarely speak more than what needs to be said.

[hopeinreserve-blog1]

kamukurx replied to your post “when you ship ko.ma.hina and na.na.hina but you’re sick of the hinata...”

it's really hard to find pictures of hinata alone in the tag nowadays

like I understand that he works great contrasting other characters due to being the only sane man(tm)

but it’s even hitting izuru too and I feel a lot of people just use them as “ko/chia’sboyfriend.png” in fanworks anymore lmfao

[dangancompliments-blog]

@onjou @miraie @kamukurx​ & @paradoxprelude ;; hopehearted, juuen, kamukurx, and paradoxprelude have such nice interactions. it always makes my day to see them roleplay, whether it be with each other or just in general! they’re such kindhearted people, and their aus and threads are so creative! sometimes they’re really cute things, other times ... cue a billion tears ... all of them are great writers, and their portrayals are always a joy to read. thank you. -- anonymous