ʳᶦᵖ ᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢʰʳᵉᵈˢ ⁽ ᵃᵖ ⁾

[wickedheroics-blog]

╳┇GENIE

she  feels  something  crack  inside  as  if  she  could  break  anymore.  she  looks  at  him  with  concerning  eyes.  sully  had  gone  missing  and  costas  thought  she  was  okay.  she  feels  it  within  her.  the  panic.  she  looks  to  his  face  &  she  can’t  understand  herself.  tears  start  forming.  hate  him.  she  should  hate  him,  but  she  doesn’t.  “  i’m  not  alright  look  at  me!. “  it’s  not  that  she  doesn’t  care  for  sully,  but  her  emotions  give  in.  “  you  kicked  me  out!  i  got  kidnapped  and  you  didn’t  care.  i  hate  you! “ her  angry  sobs  turn  into  weeping.  she  doesn’t  care  at  this  point.  she  lunges  towards  him  as  she  feels  like  she’s  hugging  something  familiar.  it  was  home. 

he’s SHAKING. but he tries to be as composed as possible. to shake && be frightened is not the KINGLY thing to do. especially in the presence of genie. she needs a rock, someone strong. so that is what he will be. for he, he’d be anything. costas recoils, flinches at her words. of course she is not alright. she’s FAR from alright. abandoned, kicked out BEATEN. it made him sick.   ❝i know.❞ she has ever right to hate him. to LOATHE him, he’s disgusted with himself for allowing what’s been done to her. lips part to speak once more but he stops as he feels arms around him. he feels the anger && hatred radiating off of her but he kneels down. hugging her. gripping her by the shoulders && combing her hair out of her face.  ❝genie, god genie, i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.❞ he’s ashamed. what a king he was.    

[undiscerniing-blog]

                                 THE  KING            written  by  kail                                             THE  KNIGHT       written  by  brogen

[wickedheroics-blog]

╳┇ GENIE

  she  looks  at  him.  a  figure  that  once  represented  comfort  and  safety  meant  nothing  to  her.  she  looks  at  him  before  fixing  her  heavy  shirt.  she  knew  she  looked  like  a  mess  as  her  black  eye  was  only  beginning  to  fade  and  her  busted  lip  lay  wounded  and  if  anything  he  looked  perfectly  fine,  but  all  that  thought  fades  when  she  looks  at  him  puzzled.  “  sully  isn’t  here.  he’s  at  th-  why  are  you  asking?  “  she’s  honestly  hurt  that  he  only  came  for  the  other.  her  soft  features  turn  hard. 

gods he can see it in her eyes, the disappointment he’s caused her. especially to hear SULLY’S name slip from his lips && not her own. he takes a step forward, a hand jerking out towards her but stopping short. her words ring in his ear as he stumbles to a halt. he was not there.  ❝i’m glad you’re alright.❞ a hand echos her cheek, daring to touch her skin. a beath away as he turns.  ❝he’s missing.❞

[wickedheroics-blog]

IT'S UR FA VORITE BRO

S U L L Y MY BROTHA FROM ANOTHA MOTHA

[chanel-n-vuitton]

[theojamesunofficial]

[undevelopedisms]

   @wickedheroics       starter

  she  stops  dead  in  her  tracks  when  she  see’s  the  figure  in  front  of  her.  her  eyes  roll  as  she  never  dared  before.  she  almost  slams  the  object  in  her  hand  on  the  table  as  she  looks  around  as  to  who  might  of  let  him  in.  “  —   your  majesty.  i’m  assuming  you’re  here  for  someone  else?  “

[wickedheroics-blog]

the doors open && a cloud of dusts  blocks his gaze. it’s brief as he continues on. it isn’t until it hears HER speak that  he dares stop. it’s her. she’s  here && she’s SAFE. that is all that matters. swallowing hard he shakes off the thought. she  looks  terrible, not  a  moment  passes  him  where  he d oes  not wish  to embrace her, to look over her wounds. to  TOUCH  her but he stops.  &&  the king finally speaks. ❝sully. he IS here isn’t he ❞

[wickedheroics-blog]

look who’s back from their sudden hiatus?

[xnxgxbriel]

[th3storyofag3n1us]

[diomonddixie]

[wrathology-blog]

   sully  gives  a  slight  chuckle  as  his  jaw  tightens.  “  this  is  the  life  you  live  now.  so  whatever  troubles  you’re  having  for  now  can  be  put  aside.  I  won’t  let  you  become  Elizzia.  “  sully  smiles  and  winks  at  a  few  bystanders.  he  should  be  more  supportive  and  by  that  he  gently  whispers  “  you  deserve  this  all.  you’ve  earned  it.  so  enjoy  it.  “ 

[wickedheroics-blog]

his view is stuck on the wandering crowd. a wave here, a head nod there. greeting && being POLITE. it was a struggle for the now new king. but he was  slowly  getting better  at it. ❝everything  is put on  hold now sull.❞ he tears his  gaze  away,  brows  furrow  with a sigh. ❝kill  me where i  stand before  that  happens. i need to  remain myself.❞ a  hitch  in his  throat  at sullys words && now he is grinning. ❝my brother. you truly believe that?❞

[chanel-n-vuitton]

[warrisen]

“Kings are supposed to be honest, aren’t they?” Her words are cold and to the point, hardly caring for the sensitivity of the situation. “Maybe that’s only in fairytales, though, right?”

[wickedheroics-blog]

that ears a small chuckle from pressed lips. shoulders shift as his gaze turns DOWN to hers. ❝i have been a king, all but an hour. give it time.❞ his words too are cold, distant even.

[wickedheroics-blog]

part of him wants nothing more then to DISAPPEAR. take a drink &&  blend in with his surroundings. but it is rather hard when you are the  new  KING. chocolate  eyes  scan  the area  before  him before  offering   a  tight   lipped  smile   to   several  on  lookers.   ❝i AM smiling---❞ he comments in a rather dull tone.

[davidwerkstatt]

[wrathology-blog]

❛  — open  to   faultless  members  only.

  her  gown  drags  behind  her  as  she  smiles  at  everyone.   she  was  no  longer  their  queen,  but  she  had  to  play  the  part  that  she  gave  her  crown  willingly.  it’s  only  till  she  bumps  into  another  she  realizes  her  fate.  no  bodyguards  to  protect  her  as  they  moved  to  their  new  king.  she  looks  to  the  other a  bit  baffled .  "  I  apologize… I wasn’t  looking…“

[wickedheroics-blog]

KING OF IRASURGO they called him. crown willingly or not so willingly had been  passed  down to  him. ‘i trust you costas’  she had said to him  behind closed  doors. a  phrase he ha never  heard before.  there had been nothing more  to  say, no  way  he  could  turn down  such  a  feat.  such  an  EVENT.     ❝easy elizza.❞ a gentle hand is placed on her shoulder to sooth her worries.