#kingmartyr

[skiesadieu]

@kingmartyr​ sent ‘ what is a legacy? it’s planting seeds in a garden you will never see. ‘ | HAMILTON : AN AMERICAN MUSICAL  → STARTERS

“A garden?” Djeeta asks and brings a hand up to her chin. It made sense. Some gardens are peaceful, some could go wild if not cared for.  “Then it’s up to the caretakers after you to make sure it grows as you intended it, right?”

The skyfarer had no reason to doubt Lelouch, her impression of him reminding her of royalty from her world. Each of them wanted the best for their kingdom, cared for their people. There were a few questionable ones and those were the gardeners she imagined with wild gardens. 

He looked familiar to her and she doubted that he was the one that she knew. Djeeta held her tongue from joking about the extra large pizzas they created using their Knightmare Frames, knowing that the display itself was something to be remembered. Not to mention the pizza delivery service. There was no doubt that Purrfect Pizza would be known throughout the skies.

“What kind of garden will you have?” She’s curious, not having thought about her own, not believing she would be leaving any legacy behind. Perhaps a legend—one she could only wish will be filled with hope.

[raihxn]

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

nonverbal memes ; ACCEPTING!

“hey, here.”

raihan presents lelouch with a shallow bowl, steaming and fragrant with fresh food. it’s a plate split in half, one side being sticky white rice and the other being curry. there’s a filet of chicken katsu cut into somewhat-uneven strips across the two halves. it’s not the prettiest presentation, but it looks pleasantly homemade.

“it’s a recipe my mom taught me. i like to think that i got good at it after practicing it a lot, so i hope you like it.”

[pridefulwitchbtch-a]

🍼 :eyes:

send in 🍼 and i'll create a child for our characters | ACCEPTING ALWAYS!!!

- name: Cato Wilkes

- likes/dislikes: Cato is an absolute genius who loves learning about any and everything. He knows so much about everything that you would think he has been on earth since the beginning of time. Learning is one of his favorite things ever. As for dislikes, there are too many things to name. He just doesn’t enjoy Pandora all that much.

- first word: It was dada. Cordelia was very upset.

- appearance: Warm olive skin, hazel eyes, brown hair, and the same long-ass face and big chin that his father has.

- which parent they look more like: Jack, You wouldn’t even be able to tell he belonged to Cordelia if it weren’t for his hazel eyes and powers.

- which parent they like more: Cordelia!!!!

- height once fully grown: 6′3″

- job ambition: Cato is so spoiled. He will never need a job in his life.

- faceclaim: Harris boyiforgotthelastnameof

[agronregion]

Hello, I’d like to place a reserve to be one of Team Evolutions admins for my oc, Sensui! I didn’t see a fork to use so I just sent this ask!

oh! any and all forms can be found HERE!

One Team Evolution Admin has been reserved for you until 1/11!

– mimikyu mod.

[foryuuri]

@kingmartyr​ ( starter call! )

having time to yourself was very important, and this place finally provided her with the space she needed to just relax. even if there was some empty feeling that she couldn’t shake away, she was choosing to ignore it for now until she could find someone from home to talk about it to. or maybe someone who has been here longer than she has been; she’d take the opportunity to talk to anyone in this instance!

the new surroundings were also making inteleon a lot more hyper than usual. the fact that they were all alone with none of their friends meant that they needed to find their own form of entertainment, which seemed to have come in the form of running away from his trainer to find something to do.

good thing gloria was a runner!

inteleon, meanwhile, seemed to be taking interest in the people that walked by them. sure, there were odd stares that came with it, but he didn’t seem too put off by it. if anything, he was just waiting for someone interesting to pass by their gaze. and, unfortunately for this stranger, they happened to do just that. before they could walk too far away, inteleon had sprung into action, running up in front of them and forcing them to stop in their tracks by just... staring at them. seems like he still didn’t know what to make of the figure they had stopped, and even tilted his head slightly as if that would help him think more clearly.

“ oi, inteleon! leave that guy alone, will ya? “

finally finding and catching up to her partner, she first of all made sure that he didn’t go ahead and get himself injured due to his impulsiveness, then checked the stranger. she... could probably see why inteleon had chosen to stop this one, but that wasn’t what gloria had in mind when it came to fun! “ sorry about that, mate. this one’s with me, he ran off before i ‘ad a chance to figure out what to do! he didn’t bother you by any chance, did he? “

[hrtfully]

@kingmartyr​ asked : cherry ( find blood on them )

♡ ─── NONVERBAL STARTERS ╱ ACCEPTING!

      It was tough adjusting to a brand new environment, devoid of any sense of familiarity, any friends and family long gone, only to be replaced by a shroud of eternal night. Was there even daytime on this strange island? She certainly hoped so. In any case, it was certainly no Sugomori City. 

 Drawing her winter coat closer around her frame, she shivered as an icy gust blew through the plaza as pedestrians went about their business, seemingly paying no mind to the moons hanging high above them. With an exhale, her breath hanging still in the air, she checked the smartphone given to her when she arrived. As expected, none of the names or numbers were familiar to her. What had they told her again? A project...? 

So lost in her thoughts is she that she doesn't notice the person in front of her until she quite literally walks into them, stumbling backwards from the impact, phone dropping out of her hands. They both reach down for the device at the same moment, heads knocking against each other as she grasps for the phone. Standing up, she rubs at her head before quickly giving a slight bow as she apologizes. 

     " Ow, I'm so sorry. I didn't pay attention to where I was going. I'm new here, so I... " 

Dulcet tones trailed off as she gazed at the stranger, a young man, probably somewhere around her own age. Cherry hues came to rest upon his scarf, marred by a droplet of blood. Worry sets in immediately, hands coming to cover her mouth as her brows furrow. At this point she was no stranger to blood, given all the injuries during her time as a Kiznaiver, but it never got easier to see someone hurting. 

    " You're hurt, are you alright?! Did I do that just now? Here, take my handkerchief! "

[ofpolarity]

He had been walking with her down the street in the darkened city with the snow falling down from above. If he was cold, she must be feeling it given with how much she hates it. So, he had to be the gentleman here. He took off his coat, only now in his hoodie he wore under it and put the coat around her shoulders to warm her up. "I can't have you getting sick now. I can't stand to see you shivering and looking miserable."

       It was true. She had never been one for colder weather. She endured it when she had to, but when she had a choice she would always, ultimately choose warmth. Something in her genes that made her a little more sensitive to the cold, is what she had been told in the past, but whether that was true or not she wasn’t sure. So even though she could put up with it, the weight of his coat over her shoulders was a welcome surprise.

     She forced a smile with her chattering teeth. “Thank you, I didn’t realize I was shivering.”

[skiesadieu]

Book Quoted   ❥    CLASSICS EDITION

@kingmartyr​ said “Vengeance and retribution require a long time; it is the rule.”

What an interesting rule. 

Djeeta frowns, recalling the crewmates and the many vengeance seekers they’ve encountered. She remembers those willing to do anything to see their vengeance realized. No matter the innocent lives impacted in their quest for it. 

It worried her, how the plans could unfold at any time. Sorrow turning into anger, hopes into fear, and the quiet disturbed by clashing blades or swirling magics. Unavoidable some have been and in the end the side that wants to save...sometimes grieves. Even if thwarted, the effects last for a lifetime. 

“I guess if someone really wants it they’ll take the time to prepare,” she comments.