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@virtutesdevinea
twistedblacksun:
“Fighting will keep you in shape old hag… you’re already probably gaining a few pounds from the lap of luxury! Careful, fatass is in your blood sorry to say!”
“I-I am not fat!!!!”
“....noT...FAT....” Is she gonna be self-conscious of her body now?? Yup.
“....I was trying to have a moment with you!!!”
twistedblacksun replied to your post: "If you wanna fight, I'm always here to help~" ...
“…. if you don’t work out, you’ll get fat like your dad was,” WAY TO RUIN A MOMENT JUDAR
....
?!?!?!?!??!?!?
amcldherrsaiqa:
Alibaba gulped lightly, now that the adrenaline had gone from his body, he can start feeling the strong sting of the impact. He didn’t blame Hakuryuu, sure they can’t be best friends like they used to be, but Alibaba still respected him for keeping Aladdin and Morgiana safe, even though they don’t need protection at all. Alibaba wasn’t innocent either in that fight, having taken his legs.
“Alright.” Giving up any attempt to brush the injury away, he winced a bit before relaxing his hand in hers. Sometimes, Alibaba forgets how protective she can be, just as he’d be worried had he caught her in a similar state. He can be honest, the injury was nothing like what he had endured with Garda, that being one of his toughest fights really. “I guess I got a bit carried away, huh? Sorry you had to see that Kougyoku.” Beginning to walk with her to the Infirmary, he just couldn’t wait to get to his strength he had before.
“I might be a lady, but I’m also a warrior, Alibaba. Perhaps you forget that~.” She’s seen the cruelties that this world could bring, and been in more fights than she’d care for. This was nothing more than a vent of frustration gone wrong, and even though she would rather him not hurt himself, Kougyoku does not blame him. Feeling like you’re slipping is never a good feeling, and one she knows all too well.
The moment they step into the room, several of the staff rush to the pair only for her to wave them off with a simple smile and gesture towards the other guests. “Sit here. I’ll go find what I need to make sure it doesn’t get infected,” A hand motions towards the empty set of chairs as she scurries just a few feet away and onto one of the counters. “...Do you want to talk about it?....”
"If you wanna fight, I'm always here to help~" ((BADBADBADBAD))
“Fight....” The word was so foreign to her now, it almost leaves a terrible taste on the tip of her tongue. Perhaps there would be a time in which her country would need to resort to a militaristic way again, but that wasn’t what Empress Kougyoku wanted to bring. Peace and prosperity...the will to live and make a life for themselves in their own individual way...it’s something she’s learned through out years of watching her friends. The Kou Empire’s approach had been useful at first, yes. They’d conquered and become a power like nothing else in the world, but what good was that when there was nothing to fight? She’d learned this hands on and with a soft smile, royalty bows before magi.
“I appreciate the offer, but I don’t want to fight anymore. I want the country to grow and blossom without the need for war...I know...I know it’s what we grew up with but we don’t have to fight anymore, Judar,” Much like a child, she’s taking a hold of his hands and holding them as tightly as she can. “We can bring a brighter future for our home now. Will you.....Will you stand with me as my magi and friend?”
cont. from here / @amcldherrsaiqa
She’d watch the whole event transpire with a gut wrenching feeling. Her own equip had become rather rusty through out the years, but never had Kougyoku been frustrated enough to injure herself. Watching the torn and angry face of her friend become alarmingly overwhelming had ripped a tear and tugged at her heartstrings in such a way that she couldn’t bear to look at it any longer.
“I understand, but let me help you at least...” Gingerly, she’ll take his hand into hers. With her djinn neatly tucked away into the safety of her room, all Kougyoku truly had were her hands - hands that could heal, hands that had worked so hard to become the woman she was. “I might be Empress but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let a friend bleed all over the place. Come, we’ll wash it out in the infirmary and then spar together to let out some frustrations, alright?”
@virtutesdevinea
Why you trying to rev up my alikou feels Rach! That’s not fair!
bc i love you and want you to suffer~
M.A // Koumor
He spots her fallen expression, not liking seeing her sad, so he takes her hand. Lifting her up from her seat, he began to slowly dance with her trying to be a bit goofy just to see a smile return.
Never in her life had Kougyoku been nearly as stressed as she was with her new position. Being Empress was hardly the task she was made for; a role meant for her brothers, and yet she stood as tall as she could among the other rulers. There’s much to learn, much to do, and although she knows she’s capable of handling it, that did not mean it wouldn’t tear her down every now and then.
With the negotiations among Reim and Kou falling through, she blamed herself mostly, as any ruler would and admittedly, it’d been wearing on her mind all day. So much, that it was nearly impossible for her to focus on her tasks or even the importance of keeping her face together ( for to see an Empress down and gloomy would surely give the wrong impression to her court and people ).
Kougyoku hadn’t even heard him come in, too busy in her thoughts of dread to really pay attention, but that grab at her hand certainly warranted some. “A-Alibaba--”
Graciously, she lets him guide her up and through the spaces of the room, keeping a beat in her heart that seemed only the two of them could truly hear. He’d always been too kind, too caring and considerate for his own good, giving Kougyoku all the more reason to believe his sincerity and value his friendship like nothing else in the world. A short giggle spews from her lips as they dance, all the stress and worries seemingly melting away with something as simple as a dance. “Thank you.”
@alikouweek day six: opposites / “we are the same”
This is also compiled as chapter six in the ficlet collection at Ao3. [ Textless/Wallpaper version: here ]
Actually I was supposed to write this as a oneshot. But it wasn’t happening. So here’s an art thing for you all instead. Sun King / Moon Queen AU anyone?
no one on twitter gave me attention so riddle me this ohtaka: where r the kou princesses
Princess Kougyoku doodles
Oh. Well at least he’s not moving, and she’ll take that as a sign to continue this masterpiece. The glimpse of eyes locking is all he’ll get before a small smile spreads across her lips. “You can call it obnoxious all you want, but the fact still remains it’s softer than yours.”
Is she feeling triumphant? You bet, and in her victory she’ll gladly tuck a flower behind his ear. “I’d consider wearing flowers more often, Judar. It makes your face blossom.” Kougyoku, no.
@twistedblacksun
“Open your eyes! The war is far from over! Our people and resources are being taken away!”
“Are you all right with that? Are you really alright with having everything taken away from you?”
“I will protect what is precious to me!”
