#tsundecain

[frostquexn-moved-blog]

-- ❄;; SxlRoad -- ❄;; Tsundecain -- ❄;; Genikos

                         "--You gotta be kiddin' me...                                                       More of you?"

    Of course she would complain for she was not a fan of unknown faces.

                    She would not stop complaining until she died.                                                               And technically--that was nearly as impossible.

[aestate-filius]

The female had saw something interesting the other had in their hands and wanted to see what it was. It wasn't her fault such things were able to grab her interest. Ah, and they were walking this way too. It was amazing too she was able to spot them. She waited for them to come over so she could call out to them. When they gotten close enough, that was when she called. "Abaaa!" she called out. She wanted to grab their attention.

[emxkoto]

forget me not ;

requested by: frozengrace characters: regina and cain pairing: ice-puppy alliance rating: k summary: he was her knight in shining armor. he was supposed to protect her. but how can he do that now?

         "Out of my way!" She could not be bothered with appearances or holding up her image as a Princess. She could not be bothered to be polite and collective, especially now. When the nurse refused to budge, Regina's mauve hues narrowed on the slightly taller woman. "Did you not hear me? You will do as I say or you will rue the day." For all her spoiled brat-like nature, she was always gentle and caring when dealing with the help, but her emotions had gotten the best of her. It had consumed her entirely and for once she did not care about being a Princess. She did not care about being a ruler.

                            She was a lover. A wife. A mother. And she was worried about her husband--and she did not understand why they were still standing in her way!

       There was hesitance in the woman's eyes but she finally conceded. Nodding her head solemnly, the head-nurse looked down and stepped to the side, knowing very well that she could not get in her way. There was sympathy in her eyes as Regina brushed on by, the sound of her heels filled the room, eyes falling on Cain almost immediately. He was curled up on his side, and as far as she could tell, he was fast sleep. A soft smile touched her lips before she padded forward. "Dumb ass," she muttered quietly, hand reaching out to push back his dark hair.  

        When her husband stirred, her hand drew back in a small gasp. Tears pooled in her eyes but she had managed to fight them off. Reaching for his hand, she folded both of his in her own. "Cain?" Forcing herself to calm down, a smile touched her lips, relief washing over her. When she had gotten a call that Cain was in the infirmary from suddenly passing out, she had literally dropped what she was doing and hurried over, expecting the worse.

        "What happened, did you slip and fall again? -- You big clutz." Laughing quietly, she lifted her knee to the bed edge, as if to crawl into the bed with him, but stopped when his hand pushed against her shoulder. "What are you doing?" Brows pulled together in confusion, lips left slightly agape. Something was wrong, she could feel it, but she was having a hard time figuring out what. However, meeting his crimson gaze, she felt a small pang in her chest.

        He always looked like a puppy to her. There was just something about him that read ' adorable little pup. ' But the puppy-esque look he wore now was off. It did not fit him. He looked like a lost dog on the street and not even in the good way. There was an obvious look of confusion in his eyes when he met her gaze, and the hand on her shoulder only seemed to push her back further until both her feet were forced to the floor.

                           "I'm sorry," he spoke out, using the same hand to press his palm against his brow, and by the tone of his voice, he earnestly meant it. "I don't--I don't know who you are."

        "What do you mean, Cain?"

                                "I'm sorry."

                                                     "This isn't funny, Cain."

                                                                          "I'm sorry."

           What made matters was the fact that he meant it. He had no idea why, but he truly was sorry. 

[calliigo-blog]

      "Penniless and tired, with your hair grown long,  I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong. Memory is a fickle siren song -- I didn't understand ~"

                             She sat on the wall near the entrance to said haunted apartment complex watching as people walking pass by her feet swinging about as she sang a few lines from songs she once adored - of course being unnoticed as usual. Once a long time ago, she had all the attention on her, and now she couldn't even get anyone to notice her. Not anymore; not even anyone to talk to. Which made it feel as if she was roaming in a lonely hell, a desert of void and empty. And she wondered how long would she have to stay here; having her soul stuck in between. 

[maliciousxgod]

we are the immortals ;                       so bow at our feet.

[delirus-etude]

Little thing, for both of 'em

Nocturne:

"Excuse me!  Excuse me sir!"  The little girl with clearly bottle died hair toddles up to the stranger, slipping her hand into his much bigger one.  "Do you have anything sweet that I could borrow?"  Smiling cheerily, and without a hint of fear, she prances beside him, almost as if she were his own daughter.  "I promise I'll put it to good use!"

Presto:

"Hello."  At the feet of this stranger, stands a little boy, dressed in rags and coats and scarves of every color.  His hair is dirty and greasy, and he looks as if he's gone unwashed for a very long time.  A severe expression marks what little of his face can still be seen, but a rather complacent smile tugs at the corners of his cheeks.  "What is your favorite color?"

[delirus-etude]

jumping on the bandwagon so (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ SING

9/10

OKAY SOME OF YOU PEOPLE DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME

WHY ARE YOU EVEN CURIOUS

[whiteheist]

tsundecain

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infernointerra

The little rich boy had got into this party, of course he had. It wasn't posh but by the rumors flying around it was quiet popular and that was what had enticed him. With a small bite of his lip he looked around the location. The smell of sweat filled the air and people dancing close to their partners and others were everywhere. It was definitely different from the parties he use to go do. There was no champagne floating around, not expensive nibbles. It pleased him, he wasn't keen on that lifestyle. Now all he had to do was get someone to entertain him at this event. 

Joshua began to walk, a few eyes following him for what he was wearing. A black suit with a bright red bow tie. It wasn't exactly what everyone else was wearing, but he wasn't just anyone else. He was in prowl mode now, his eyes sliding over those that his eyes could reach; lingering longer on those who were in one word were attractive. Movement caused his eyes to speed to a new victim. Someone seemed to be splitting off from their group. Or that was what it seemed, and with a speed in his step he was soon by there side. A grin looming on his lips.