#soaringmiracles

[blueberrygels]

@soaringmiracles​:

As many sought the title of emperor there was just as many who sought to kill the one holding it’s crown if not more. It was a fact that Ioder, despite his age, had known well. After all as the last close relative of the previous emperor, there were many that sought his head. He couldn’t count the number of times the guards had confiscated concealed weapons. 

As constant as that threat may be, he still found himself trembling ever so slightly with each one. As he did now, green eyes wide and shoulder’s slightly trembling despite the firm grip of the man holding him-protecting him. And as quickly as his assassin had struck, so was his expression of fear, replaced with a gentle smile and eyes closed. 

“Thank you, sir. I’d have certainly have died if not for your intervention. May I ask for you name?”

[azotas-archived]

@elementaloblige​/@soaringmiracles​:

Honestly I expected Sync to be far more hostile with Florian considering his relationship with Ion (7th). Sync views Florian as someone he needs to protect and take care of, because Anise sucks and needs to back off- He doesn’t like Anise and he’s worried that at the end of the day, she’ll see Ion before she sees Florian. 

But on the flipside, Sync really doesn’t believe he’s able to take care of Florian. Or that he should do so. 

[azotas-archived]

@soaringmiracles​: 💫 a late night text. 🗑️ a text that wasn’t sent (Asch) 

3:25 am. 

He should be asleep, but he isn’t. The bright glow of his phone was enough to brighten his room up a little as he looked at it mindlessly. After a long moment, Sync sits up, and pushes himself off his bed. With a loud grumble, the teen grabs some clothes and changes into them. It’s only when he’s dressed does he look down at his phone.

For once, Asch was at his parents and not hiding out at Van’s. It feels oddly empty now, when not even half a year ago Sync would look forward to these days. Asch hadn’t sent a text in the past three hours, so he assumed the teen had gone to bed. But.. it wouldn’t hurt to text.

[txt]: r u up? 

With it sent, the teen opens his window and climbs out before shutting it. Facing Van wasn’t something he was in the mood for. His phone doesn’t ding, but he walks to the park nonetheless, climbing up the ice cold bars to sit on the top of the slides. He sits there a moment, watching the white puffs of his breath and the stars before looking back at his phone. Nothing...

[unsent]: Come 2 the park. I miss u

Sync just deletes in and shove the phone right back into his pocket. Maybe the cold would kill these weird feelings of his.

[aeternale-carmen]

@soaringmiracles​​

Vim heard that the stores would be busy around the holidays, but he didn’t expect for the crowds to be this bad. Even with his height advantage, he finds himself stepping on people’s feet and being shoved to and fro by frantic humans passing through. Not that he’s intimidated, though. After Master completely charred the dish he had been planning on bringing to some Christmas party, Vim was sent out to buy more ingredients at the last minute.

A particularly heavy wave of traffic weaves by him, to the point where Vim has to grip one of the shop racks to keep himself upright. A flash of pink hair catches his eyes-- a young woman unfortunate enough to get caught up in the crowd. Reaching for her arm, he yanks her out of the mass of people and pulls her over to his side, pressed safely against the aisle shelves.

He offers a smile. “That was a close call. Ya alright, miss?”

[azotas-archived]

“I really just need you to grate some fucking cheese.” - asch to sync

“But I like grating your nerves better.” A smirk as he nudged the other ever so slightly. Fine fine, he’d do as he’s told.

[azotas-archived]

@soaringmiracles​:

“A Date??” The word feels foreign to him in this context. Asch wanted to go on a date with him. He pauses before nodding his head. One sick day, he could get away with that. “Just give me a moment to change.” He should have something to wear that was like civilian clothes. 

[memoriastones]

@soaringmiracles

A smile paints the golden haired angel’s face as she examines the human before her. He was rather good looking and tough to boot, she wouldn’t mind having a cup of tea with him.

【My my, what’s such a cutie doing alone in a place like this?】hopefully he’d give a satisfactory reply, she’d hate to kill someone so cute.

[allisallies]

@soaringmiracles​

Felix vc: Go to hell.

“You know I would follow you anywhere, Felix.”