#kunsaito

[izousaito]

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“I would never dream of it.” Deft fingers wove small flowers into long, silver hair. The man’s namesake. No, it was not his real name; the young king had never bothered to ask what the name was. And why should he? Thraels did not get names unless it pleased their masters. It pleased him that this man was named after the beautiful hair on his head.

Maybe one day he would think on why he had been allowed a name from his mother’s homeland... Iarios smiled as he carefully secured Forget-Me-Nots into Silfr’s hair. Holtasóley and Mountain Thyme already were placed strategically among perfect plaits. Purples and blues that complimented that icy gaze. “Besides, if you looked a fool, it would reflect upon me. No king would let their closest look anything but perfect.” Ragnhild would object. Let her fuss; she held no power. Satisfied with his work, he sat back. “There. Consider yourself free. I have a set of mirrors should you wish to observe.”

[honoosenshi-a]

@kunsaito ​asked — “ you know what your problem is ? ”

she turned to him slowly , a lukewarm expression on her face . lifting a dark brow , she kept her voice even , perhaps too even — " no . no , i do not know . please tell me kunzite . i am very curious . " it was a direct challenge , the princess's arms folded tightly against her chest as she awaited his response . whatever it was , her patience was running thin & he , threading on thin ice . 

[heavenlypriincess]

    she had been out for some time, perhaps longer than she had originally intended. she was surprised to see that they had a guest once she returned to the home she shared with her brother. “ hello, saito. “

[shadelessik]

#Shitennou #Princess_Serenity #Jadeite #Nephrite #Zoisite #Kunzite

[milarime]

Я пыталась)

[junjunwalk]

@kunsaito

JunJun pushed the coins inside the payphone and dialed the number from the fancy business card the fancy lawyer had given her a couple of weeks ago. She didn’t have many coins so she wouldn’t be able to make a long phone call.

The phone rang for a while before she finally heard someone pick up, and since she didn’t have a lot of time she started talking very fast. “ Hi, it’s me, JunJun. Remember me? Green hair, orphan teenager? Anyways, I needed to ask you some questions since my end-endeavors have not been going so well.” She said trying to use the fancy words she had learned the last time they spoke. “ I’m not sure if this is your jurisdic..tation? But I need some help...”

[jcdebound]

[txt] was the DK a cult? were we in a cult??

[txt] yeah it definitely was

[txt] did you just realize that dude

[txgerseye]

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        The Hall of Dreams was a sanctuary. Elysium was a sanctuary. For this man - this man of silver hair and silver uniform, a weapon at his side - to merely traipse into such hallowed environs was at once curious and disturbing. No one should be able to come here. No one, save Helios’ priests: a beautiful fish, a sharp hawk, and he, all given form.

        Tigerseye’s gaze was fixed on the man as he began to circle him in the hall made of mirrors. 

        “You should not be here. You should not be able to be here. Who are you?”