#personalsortinghat

[eleanormatilda]

           ♛ when we were young, we were the ones, the KINGS & QUEENS. oh yeah, we RULED THE WORLD. ♔

          ( king ) robert & ( princess ) eleanor of “the royals.” written & loved by betty.

[personalsortinghat]

     “& how is my PERSONAL SORTING HAT?                -- late for the match!” 

                    an independent rp account for ‘the royals’ robert & wilhelmina.                      as loved & written by betty. | highly selective & mutuals only!

[bastienprice-a]

Arches a brow.

Arches two brows.

[bastienprice-a]

"Do NOT pretend as if you have ANY inclination to what I've been through or how I am coping. Until you've died and come back. You cannot speak of my sorrows as if you were the very one to collide in burning metal. I love you, Brother. Sincerely. But. Again. I will NOT apologize for being ALIVE." Robbie to Liam💔

break my muses challenge - accepting!   ↳   Liam

     His brother’s outburst rendered him speechless and he pulled back a couple of steps as an instinct to dodge any slaps on the head or even just to keep a distance from the rage he had triggered from Robert. Something he had said or done had to have sparked it and he immediately regretted speaking up at all. Sometimes he understood exactly why The Queen had scripted his every word in public. There were so much anger and disappointment in his brother’s words, but worst of all was the defensive things that he said as if Liam was standing with a pitchfork ready to take him down. 

If the words didn’t give it away, Liam could see it on Robert’s face and in his eyes. He genuinely believed that Liam wanted nothing more than for him to return to being dead. What kind of a monster had he become if that was what his behavior implied?  “You don’t have to…”  He began saying, but he lost his voice halfway because he felt like he had a lump in his throat and the last words Robert had exclaimed had stunted his thought process.

     Liam gave up trying to say anything else but nodded to show that he understood what Robert was telling him. He told himself that the least he could do was take in his brother’s pained words and carry them on his shoulder. Anything to help him feel better and to remind himself not to become any more like the man he hated the most in this world.

@personalsortinghat

[bastienprice-a]

          “ Are you hunting for cocoa krispies? “  He questioned from the doorway. When he came into the kitchen looking for his sister, it had surprised him to find Wilhelmina in there instead. Not because he thought that she didn’t belong in the palace, but because he hadn’t thought about the extent of her job title and that it would bring her to stay inside the palace walls from nine to five. It was nice having a friend so close to home. Liam had a wide smile on his face as he walked further into the kitchen.  “ Even I don’t know where they are, we can hunt together. “  He actually began opening cupboards to look for the stash of cereal that he knew they had to have somewhere.

@personalsortinghat (willow) wanted to interact with the prince of england.

[bastienprice-a]

          “ Everything that meant anything was all gone in the same year, Gemma and Ophelia, you and dad. Everything but Len, she held me together. “  It was no secret that Liam had a strained relationship with their mother, and even though he thought about her while speaking he did not include her name. His eyes looked up at Robert when he finally felt ready.  “ I’m in a constant fear that one day you’ll be gone again. That this was all a dream. I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate your return, it just felt too good to be true. Still does. “ 

@personalsortinghat wanted to interact with the prince of england.

[babayaegah-blog]

there’s a LOT wrong with this situation. he’s just sorrowful she had to see it. he UNWRAPS his jacket from the man below him’s neck. he’s not dead -- but it would be a while before he woke up. he takes a breath. two. situating himself. then------ ❛ nice night? ❜

( @personalsortinghat ! )

[bastienprice-a]

the one AU where two brothers talk instead of fight @personalsortinghat

     Clouded by a turmoil of emotions, Liam hadn’t known quite how to react to his brother being alive. Robert had been gone almost a year, and had he come home sooner maybe things would not be as bad as they were. Maybe Liam wouldn’t have been rushed through lessons Robert had been taking his whole life and his shortcomings measured by his mother against his dead brother's greatness.

The worst part was that maybe Liam wouldn’t have sought out Kathryn on that particularly bad night. His face freshly beaten. If he had known that Robert was alive, he would never have considered it and therefore wouldn’t have been in this very situation. He felt anger at himself, but it seemed to look as though he was angry at everyone else even if it wasn’t the case. 

     He comes to a halt beside his brother, his eyes directed at the floor until he looks up to study Robert. Guilt and his anger rise to the surface of his skin in the form of sweat.  “ There’s something I have to tell you, Robbie. “  What will he say? Or will he say anything at all? Perhaps he’ll only give him the most disappointed look anyone could give, knowingly crushing Liam’s ego.