#romus

[twokinds-es]

Nibbly Gets the Pen

Nibbly toma control del lápiz de Tom, y cambia lo que paso entre Sythe y los lobos gemelos, y de paso también le quieta la ropa, Nibblys es toda una pervertida seguramente se esta juntando mucho con Kat XD, boceto sugerido por ZapiliDver.

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(Salu2 de Spark)

[dailysandersidesaudoodles]

Romus - Creativity.

"The King"

Fusion: Roman / Remus

Pronunciation: Rome-us

Nicknames: king, majesty, Rero, ...

Pronouns: he/him

Romus was there before Remus and Roman. He was creativity in every sense, discovering new ideas and topics with every day Thomas grew up, until... the split.

He’s a very flirtous noble, with lots of love stored in his heart. He’ll write you all kinds of poetry and songs and will paint and craft his soul into his gifts - though please don’t count on any braincells other than the creative ones. If you insult him he will sulk for a solid hour.

[keesipelle]

SKETCHBOOK 14/4/21: OC hell

Sketches from April. I’ve been debating whether or not to post these. [Text: King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard - Evil man]

[pontsalin]

he,,, found them…  now he big gay

Romus:

@kenapiece-main​ 

[eugenesmorphine]

Hiiii can you do something about Burgie?

Old School Southern Love // Romus “Burgie” Burgin Imagine

Taglist: @alienoresimagines @teenmagazines @punkgeekchic @hellitwasyoufirstsergeant @valterras @adamantiumdragonfly

Words: 2,378

  Romus Burgin rested on the train as he tilted his head back. He really was going back home to Texas after being stuck in the Pacfic Theater for god knows how long. He missed the feeling of his mattress. His dog. His parents and his siblings. And most importantly, his girl. Y/N L/N was the classic southern girl. Beautiful and almost the most dazzling young woman you would ever see walking the streets of Jewett, Texas. And her heart belonged to the Marine that was stationed in Japan, fighting for the country. And everyone in the area knew that more than anything. 

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  Y/N and Romus met a while before the war. A few weeks before Pearl Harbor to be exact. Y/N was raised on a small horse ranch along with the rest of her family. Unlike her sisters, who were always gussied up, afraid to chip a nail type of gals. While Y/N always wore overalls and the same work boots. Always had her hair up and high away from her face. Always had some oil on her hands and dirt on her clothes and scattered on her face. She did enjoy dressing up from time to time, but she loved working hard. So when she went to the feed store in town to get some Hay for her family’s horses, Romus just so happened to be there. Jewett was a small town, so almost everyone knew each other. And Y/N was well known for her looks even when covered in dirt and motor oil. 

  Romus remembered when he heard the bell on the door of that little store ring. He remembered looking up and seeing her little sunhat at first as she walked to the counter. He was busy buying some smokes for his old man when he saw her walk up beside him. He damn near fell over when she saw the smile on her face as she asked the cashier to grab a few hay bales for her to grab. Romus realized he had been staring too long when he noticed Y/N turn to smile at him. Giving a small wave. Burgie’s ears turned a bright shade of red as he gulped in embarrassment. He returned her wave with a small embarrassed one. And that is when she spoke to him for the first time. And that is where he fell in love.

   “Hey stranger, I haven’t seen you around. Are you new?” she asked, turning to look at him. Even with the dirt caked on her face, her smile and bright eyes shined through it. She was so gorgeous, his heart melted right then and there. Taking off his hat quickly as the woman spoke to him. Placing it against his chest.

   “No, ma’am. Lived here my entire life. I know you though,” he said with a soft smile. Y/N let out a soft chuckle. Tilting her head to the side. Biting her bottom lip slightly.

   “What have you heard about me?” she asked with a flirtatious tone. Placing her hat back onto her head as she placed her hands on her hips. Romus smiled and turned more towards her. Nodding a bit as he placed his father’s smokes into the pocket of his work pants. Humming softly.

  “That you’re one of the most hard working, most pretty girls around,” he flirted. His voice is soft and sweet. Burgie was usually more quiet. He was on the shyer side of things. Yet, growing up in a small town, you grow out of it a bit. Y/N just blushed softly and turned her face away slightly to hide her reddened face.

   “A flirt aren’t you? I like that. I’m guessing you know my name, it is only fair if I ask you what yours is,” she said softly. Looking back at the counter and snatching an apple within the basket. Taking a nice big bite of it and wiping the juice that slid down her chin away with her sleeve. Romus chuckled and looked down for a moment. Licking his bottom lip before looking back up.

  “Romus Burgin, ma’am. Nice to meet you,” he said. Extending his hand. Y/N gladly took it in hers and a spark she felt within her as their hands touched. Grinning softly as his hand fell perfectly into hers. That was the moment both of them knew that this little meeting wouldn't be the first time they met.

  Of course throughout the days the two kept bumping into each other at the store and other places around town. Soon Y/N even invited Burgie over for dinner. Which they labeled as their first date. It was the start of something that would last a lifetime. And when Burgie joined the Marines, she was scared, but told him she would wait for him. Making Romus promise he would return to him alive. A promise he swore to keep and fulfilled. They were star crossed lovers. Soulmates. And everyone knew it.

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  Now Romus sat on the train bouncing his knee up and down. Chewing skin off of his bottom lip while he stared out the window. He didn’t know why he was nervous. He didn’t think Y/N left him or anything. They had been exchanging letters every day he had been gone. And she never missed a reply and was never late in sending a letter. Each one had another picture of herself, her perfume sprayed all over it, and Y/N’s signature red lipstick kiss stain on the bottom of each letter. Her words never failed to make his cheeks go red. So he didn’t know why he was so nervous. He guessed it was just because they had spent so much time apart. And he also thought that maybe he changed too much. That was one thing that scared him. If he would scare her off. But he shoved the thoughts away as he focused on seeing his family and the woman he was in love with.

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   The train came to a halt. Lurching his body slightly. Hearing the caller over the barely working speakers call out his town. Checking his watch, Romus stood up and grabbed his travel bag. It was later, about nine at night. Some Marines, Sailors, and or Soldiers slept on the train. So he tried his best to remain quiet. Shuffling out and saying some quiet goodbyes to people that he had spoken to. But when his dress shoes hit the pavement of the train station, only one thing remained on his mind. And that was seeing Y/N. 

  First he stopped and found a taxi. Tossing his bag in and then climbing in. Giving a small smile to the taxi driver as he sat down. “Where to?” the man behind the wheel asked. His eyes looked tired. But nothing compared to what Burgie’s looked like. The man smiled a warm smile. An older gentleman with all his hair white and a nice white beard. Romus tiredly smiled in return as he gave his address. “Going home to the family? I want to thank you for your service,” he gave a small tip of his Irish cap to him as he began to drive down the road. The lights of the small town at night were comforting. It felt like an eternity since he saw them. Chuckling and looking out the window he nodded slightly.

“Thank you for the support,” Burgie said. Turning his head back to meet the driver’s gaze in the rearview mirror. “Yeah, I get to see my family. But first I’m going to see my girl first,” Burgie responded. Grinning slightly as he thought about Y/N within his head. Digging his hand into his pocket to take out a small folded picture. Unfolding it and in his hand rested his favorite picture Y/N had sent him. He loved every picture she sent him. But this one was just her favorite. It was the one risky picture Y/N had ever sent, but it wasn’t the risky clothing she wore. It was the smile on her face. Romus could tell she had somehow managed to take the picture herself. And one thing he knew was that his Y/N would never let anyone see her in a lingerie piece that she had worn besides him. Y/N looked truly happy in that photo. Sure she looked more stunning than ever. But her face is what grasped his attention. Smiling at the photo he could feel his heart swarm with butterflies. The same feeling he got when he first saw her at that store.

   “I’m guessing she is a dime piece. I’m happy for you,” The taxi driver spoke, snapping Burgie out of his thoughts. He looked up at him and smiled shyly. His cheeks reddening slightly as he took one final glance at the photo and folded it back up. Placing it back into his dress greens pant pocket and nodding.

  “Oh boy, I sure do, sir. Most beautiful girl in the entire world,” he said softly. Biting his bottom lip in attempts to contain his excitement. He just couldn’t wait to see her. That was what he wanted to do. Touch her smooth skin, smell her shampoo in her hair and the perfume that rested on her. And her lips on his. The taxi driver chuckled as the car slowed. They had already reached their small ranch house that they had bought not too long before the attack on Pearl Harbor. His eyes widened as reality set in.

   “Well son, I let you Marines and Soldiers have this ride on the house. You saved our country. Now good luck with you million dollar, gal,” he smiled and laughed. Romus smiled and grabbed his bag. Thanking the nice driving as he stood up. His shoes hit the gravel driveway that wasn’t too far from the front door. Chewing on the inner lining of his cheek. It was a strong feeling of anxiety that washed over him. Did he not want to see her? What if she doesn’t feel the same anymore? He tried to suppress the silly thoughts as he knew that were all so stupid and he knew weren’t true. Taking a deep breath and exhaling as he began to make his way to the front door. Today was the day.

  When he approached the door, he brought his hand up and made a fist. Knocking on the wooden door. Not too hard, but not too soft where he wouldn’t be heard. Staring at his feet until he waited to hear the sounds of footsteps. A thought popped into his head as he dug his hand into his bag to pull out a slightly crushed rose he had bought. He sighed, yet he knew it would be just fine in Y/N’s eyes. Tapping his foot softly as he waited. The rose held tightly into his hand like a teenage boy nervously waiting for his prom date. And that’s when he heard it. Her footsteps and along with her voice.

  “One second!” she called as the footsteps grew louder. They were soft. Romus could tell she wasn’t wearing her normal leather boots. Smiling as he heard the door unlock and it creaked wide open. That is when he saw her. “I’m sorry for the wait I..” she stopped when her head turned and her eyes landed on his. First they widened and her mouth fell open slightly. Romus never told her when the train was coming. He actually told her he was going to be stuck on a ship for about a week. “Romus..” she whispered. Her mouth slowly turned up into a smile as she jumped up. “Romus!” Y/N shouted.

   “Hey, darling,” he could barely speak out before Y/N tackled him into a hug. He barely kept his balance as he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and spun her around in a hug. Placing her bare feet onto the concrete stairs. “Oh how I’ve missed you,” he said. Staring into her eyes, He wished he was the one to kiss her, but Y/N beat him to it when she smashed her lips onto his. Her soft hands going up to gently hold his face. Romus leaned against her and melted against the touch that he yearned for for so long. 

   Y/N tugged him inside and tossed his C-bag aside. “Oh, Romus! Why did you have to try and surprise me! I could’ve made you a nice meal!” she exclaimed. Rushing to the kitchen, already beginning to pull out some pots and pans. Laughing as he approached her and grabbed her hands gently. 

   “Y/N, I don’t need no fancy meal. It is too late in the night for that. Let’s just go sit and relax. Tomorrow we can go out dancing and get a nice meal. Tonight I only want to spend time with you before I see my parents,” he smiled and kissed her forehead. Y/N quickly melted against the kiss and gently wrapped her arms around his skinny waist. 

  “I need to fatten you up! You aren’t leaving my sight no more! Do you understand me, Sergeant?” she asked. Squishing his cheeks together softly. Her southern accent poking through more and more each word. 

  “Yes, ma’am. But.. maybe we could go and recreate my favorite picture now that we are here together again?” he offered with a cheeky smile. Causing his woman to toss her head back and let out a laugh. Looking back up at him with dusted pink cheeks.

  “Well what are we waiting for, Sergeant Burgin?” she smirked and giggled. Pulling him along to go upstairs into their bedroom. In that moment Burgie was swollen with love. All those anxieties went away in just seconds. Y/N was so unbothered and so full of love. He knew already that they were soulmates. Destined to be together for the rest of their lives. And now he knew he needed to carry that promise out. He would keep his promise, just like he did to her when he survived the war for her. Romus Burgin always kept his promises to Y/N L/N. No matter what.

[apolloamongothers]

Roman: it's not my fault mom liked me better than she liked you

Remus: oh don't flatter yourself. She liked everyone better than she liked me.

[demented-dukey]

[subloganrights]

Is nobody gonna talk about the fact that Remus straight up bashed his own brothers head with that spikey ball on a stick? Something tells me Roman and Remus's relationship involves alot of pain

pft I don’t think that’s an indication of their kinks tbh lol