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loyalvizier said: [ !!!!! i made a yogay blog a while back but never used it so i got rid of that >:/ ]

Adfsdjl that's a shame, the fandom seems kinda dead, but I love Karneval too much to not try to have a muse in there so I still try orz

#ooc #loyalvizier #;w;

loyalvizier said: [ I LOVE KARNEVAL…… ]

WHY HELLO THERE OwO

I'm slowly gonna collect people who like/know Karneval as well and make the fandom alive! //evil cackles//

#ooc #loyalvizier #YES COME TO ME MY PRECIOUS

&*& [ yoohoo! ]

Send me &*& and I will generate a number from 1-175 for what my muse will say to yours.

114. “Let’s build a snowman!”

⊰ ♕ ⊱ — ; Gloved hands covered the girl’s mouth, a misty cloud of white appeared as she tried to warm her hands up. Tips of her nose and cheeks were rosy pink as the cold pressed their hands against her face. Large, fluffy ear muffs covered her ears and long bangs just above her eyes framed her face.

”Ja’far! Ja’far!” She squealed, calling him over. “Let’s build a snowman!" She begged with puppy eyes, while grubby fingers took a hold of his jacket. "Look at all this beautiful snow~! It sparkles when the sun shines on it… But why doesn’t it melt?" The inquiry caused her to tilt her head in thought. Her features twisted in confusion as she continued to ponder.

#♛;-Inquiries #♛;-ic #loyalvizier #(( Big summer blowout! ))#(( What a coincidence that I got /that/ sentence of all things too ))#(( Omg I'm sorry about that but hello~~! ))#(( How have you been?? It seems like quite a while since we've talked ))#(( I hope you don't mind that this is when she's younger... ))#(( Feel free to stay in your current age though~ ))#♛;-V:InnocentPrincess

[ ☄ (WILDCARD!) you're a puta & the biggest nerd ever. mb leave right now & never come back (aka: i like everything) ]

tell me what you like best about my writing via symbols!

REMOVE URSELF FROM MY PRESENCE…………

……..I HATE U BUT I LOVE U.…….

#loyalvizier #;;OutOfArmor;;#[ HOW DARE...... :' (((( ]#{{ lapillus }}

& the term of unwavering loyalty is, at times, overlooked and misinterpreted – loyalty does not mean, in any form or case, to blindly follow another in a slavery manner (although it is possible in certain circumstances). No; loyalty means to serve a specific entity or cause with endless compromise and unbreakable trust, even while that which receives the loyalty utilizes methods that are morally questionable and greatly doubted at times. This former murderer – whose entire loyalty lies within a devious, kind king – has perhaps the strongest desire to serve under his mantel, under the safety that Sinbad’s wings provide – not only to him, but the entire Sindria which is their home.

Firm and steady does the man stand with the pretense of offering a warm welcome to the visitors from Reim – it would have been as such in all honesty, if it wasn’t for the fact that a threatening aura surrounds the captain of the fanalis corps. See, Ja’far is overly familiar with this, the intent to harm or even attempt to do such, and nothing and no one will ever be able to accomplish that task while the general stands alive and utterly capable of preventing that from occurring.

Underneath the fabric of sleeves hands have been tangled, their fingers laced with one other, all until now; sin-coated metal slides into the palms of each corresponding hand that have phalanges hold the items in a possessive yet loose grip – frame shifts slightly to the left and half a step is taken back by the foot on the same side. Any smile – genuine or not – has been erased from the freckled features the man sports; instead, a void of emotions remains plastered upon pallid complexion.

"You’re in my way."

There’s a minor tilt of cranium structure that has silver locks cascade to the side along with the movement and observant, darkened orbs focus on the halfbreed of a fanalis.

“I don’t care one bit about that,” voice uncharacteristically blank for someone who is always polite, nice and welcoming to anyone and everyone (despite such being an element of disguising genuine intentions – he’s learned from King Sinbad, hasn’t he?). “Step back, or face the consequences, Muu Alexius.” The relentless fashion in which the redhead continues with his footing, approaching the vizier, is enough answer for Ja’far; if the intention to stand down is nonexistent, then the classification of the physical altercation being the top option is unmistakable– he will protect his king and country, no matter what or who must be faced.

❝ — M o v e, or be moved. ❞

R e s p e c t ;; it is earned, not given. Attained, not received. Deserved, not gifted. & yet, as he observes the vizier's tenacious stance -- stubborn determination -- lack of will to YIELD -- he concludes that yes, the advisor has, perhaps, earned an ounce of his admiration.

-- But it matters not;; his blood is boiling.

For he is devotion personified, a manifest of unconditional duty ;; just like a vizier will guard his KING, a gladiator will shield his QUEEN-- & any threat, any obstacle, will. be. eliminated.

& yet-- ... they are painfully similar, are they not?

Both with hands painted a sanguine crimson both with faux, synthetic, deceptive smiles both wielding faultless manners as adamantine armor; -- both so undoubtedly, so fiercely, so pathetically loyal.

{{ & now, here they are. -- it is a shame, truly;; this situation. predicament. dead end. }}

& with a deep breath {{ a slight calm before the storm, if anything at all }}, boiling turns to mere simmer;; tension evaporating from bones, rage disintegrating from blood-- & when calloused fist encloses golden hilt, there is nothing left beneath his skin but sheer and absolute confidence.

After all;; T H E Q U E E N -- is the strongest piece on the board.

#loyalvizier #{{ colloquium }}#[ it's 5 am and im 100% this reply makes no sense :' )))#frick ]#[ -sTOMPS FEET ON THE GROUND #FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT--]

loyalvizier said: [ sí, sí! claro, la posibilidad de que está usando esto como excusa para mantener a kou de enemigo es real pero… y’know, he’s just stating the obvious. he can’t risk sindria, or his own ideals, for anything. gotta’ wait & see. lemme pet tu cara ]

Sisi, after all, todos sabemos que Kou y Sindria no están en buenas relaciones. However, I think he also worries what Al Tharmen might do to Sindria if they were to become allies with Kou, after all that would give Al Tharmen a better control over Sindria by default. Sinbad no es tonto, asi que supongo que habrá que ver lo que pasa yes uwu

//accepts petting with gusto!

#ooc #loyalvizier #me encanta discutir characters tbh uwu

loyalvizier replied to your post:She truly just needs to lock herself in her...

[ ay yes, mi punto exactly. : ) la gente needs to chill. ]

Exactamente! We all know Sinbad ain't no perfect angel but he does have a point there. Perfectamente razonable si u.u And he still cares about his country more than anything, so he ofc wouldn't want to make alliances under such shady conditions.

#random palabras en español para confuding a la gente B)#ooc #loyalvizier

♧ [ i wanted to send every single one : ( ]

♧: Your muse playing with their hair.

It’s an honor that not many are given. Perhaps that’s why it is with some amount of bemusement that the oracle reacts to the man’s request, raises a brow and chuckles at the general’s audacity, and pauses only for a moment before he reaches back to loosen the fabric holding intricate braids together, slides it free from the confines of black locks and drops it—casually—onto the bed. There’s the hint of a devious smile on his face as he warns him with bloody gaze and turns his back to him, obsidian spilling over his shoulder at the movement.

It’s an honor that not many are given.

The oracle’s hair is s a c r o s a n c t and touching it is never allowed, never goes left unpunished by a bite or a scratch or a slap or a punch, and so it’s a twisted little sign of trust that he doesn’t flinch upon contact, doesn’t hiss when pale fingers thread through onyx. In fact, there’s a soft hum of contentment that makes itself known as fingers trail down, and his head moves in sync with the assassin’s ministrations, tilts back towards the heat of his frame, a somewhat triumphant sneer curving his lips.

”It’s amazing,” he purrs, words glazed saccharine in their taunting, “to think that these m u r d e r o u s hands could touch my hair so lovingly.”

An expected tug is given after the receiving of cruel words, and the oracle makes no attempt to hide his groan; instead lets it fall freely from his throat, lets it heighten the sneer on his face as he reaches up to seize pallid wrists with a grip tight enough to cut off circulation. Nails scrape against quickening pulse and the oracle allows himself to lean back onto the vizier’s shoulder, gives the lightest of nips to his exposed neck and grins when he hears him sigh.

M i n e.

There’s a predatory h i s s that can be heard as he turns around without warning, teeth digging into the general’s throat until he tastes blood. Tongue traces the outline of his bottom lip, tastes the remains of the assassin’s crimson on his mouth and he smiles up at him before a hand grips pallid face far too harshly, the desire to bruise this man showing in the lack of restraint in his touch.

”You’re r o t t e n fucking trash,” he croons, tone almost adoring as he silences any responses with a bruising kiss.

Yes, it’s an honor that not many are given;

it’s an honor that only his k i n g ’ s are given.

#loyalvizier #answered prompt;#{ the sad thing is i would've done every single one for u :') }#{ how annoyed do u think ppl would be if they saw consecutive juja on their dash }#{ i hope v annoyed }#{ and also slightly aroused }#{ tbh i was slightly confused on the wording of this one }#{ but then i was like }#{ .... your muse....... that totally means mine right }#{ right }#{ hahahahahah rig H T }#{ so im srry if i fcked up bae :') }#goddess.#juja.#{ ............... im srry abt this }