#old man shadow

[koyukiazumanga]

1930

hes old let him rest

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

[OH MY GOD, STOP WITH THE PICTURES. I'M DYING OF THE CUTE.]

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

[Headcanon: Ib freezes up and goes silent whenever being called cute or adorable, seeing as not a lot of people have said that to her before.~ o uo]

[ Accepteeed ~ ! ]

She freezes up at any compliment, really. What a qt. ]

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

Nanako!

" Eh? Who is it? "

" You're not Big Brother! Who are you... ~ ? "

[ Maaaaybe. ]

[frigidbenevolence-blog]

{ ♔ } Oh my!          How strange!             It appears that  

                                                              -- [ darkblueflames ]                                                               -- [ reverse-gaia ]

                                                 has entered Sabine. 

It had taken a bit for the guard to let him past after he had exited his room in the middle of the night (some fresh winter air is what he needed to go back to sleep was his explanation), but that was the least of his worries at the moment. Honestly, the prince had been surprised that he had managed to say that without passing out. Even now, as slippered feet quietly padded down the silent hallways, he found that walking had only intensified the pounding headaches that throbbed within his cranium, almost as if threatening to split his skull in two if he took another step. Yet, with a small groan, the boy continued, finding that he had finally found the stairs, and started to head up.

Chilled air blew gently on ivory features as he emerged from the passage, blond haired prince rubbing at his temples as he stumbled, momentarily in a daze before he blinked, straightening up from his previous hunched over position and stepping toward the stone barrier. He leaned on it slightly, letting out a hefty sigh as emerald gaze traveled upward. Stars shined without restraint against the midnight blue skies, twinkling as if they were trying to say hi to the little prince so far below them.

Eyes closed, once again hit by the periodic rounds of a headache.

❝ ... Jeez. ❞

Perhaps it really would have been better if he stayed inside. Even the cold didn't seem to be of any use to his current condition, it seemed. How troublesome. 

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

-Whispers- Ibbubbu... > u >

" ... "

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

Do you still like being called Ibbubbu?

" --I ask that you please do not bring that degrading nickname back into light again. "

" I am to be called Ib, and nothing else. Do I make myself clear? "

[childofscarletarchives-blog]

[Let's see what happens if I do this. -Ahem- Ib is cute. :o]

" I greatly appreciate the compliment, sir. "

" However, I do think that... I am much too old to be called such. "