The World Will Bow

Emperor Lelouch vi Britannia, 99th Emperor of the Holy Empire of Britannia, formerly the terrorist Zero. Independent Code Geass rp blog.

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greenvixen​:

Lelouch’s inner conflict showed itself at last, the confusion and the desire to help her but not knowing how were laid open and bare before C.C.

The answer to his first question was easy. Expressing what and how she felt was the difficult part.

“I’m centuries old. We met at a time when I had lost all hope. You were there and just as desperate as I was, desperate to achieve something.” That’s how they had begun: lost, floundering, in need of something to look forward to, to believe in.

Or in her case, an executioner.

Lelouch had turned out to be so much more, however and that changed everything. C.C no longer wanted death. She wanted life, she wanted…

Love.

Her eyes widened a fraction, the most emotion she had shown in…she couldn’t even remember how long. The beating of his heart was grounding…and soul shattering when thinking that in a few months a dull echo in the confines of her mind would be all that’s left of it.

“Time passed…” C.C spoke again, knowing he deserved to hear the second part of the answer he had demanded from her. “And as I watched you lose people, lose your innocence. As I stood by you through thick and thin. As I witnessed your victories and your defeats…” her voice was nothing but a mere whisper now. “As I…” she paused, hesistant, hand still pressed against his chest. “…got to experience your warmth and valour, terrible sense of humor and brilliant mind…dying became void of all meaning because in death I would no longer have you near.”

Lelouch had made her believe in him, he had restored her hope in humanity and that made all the difference.

C.C didn’t break eye-contact, too stunned and too…a feeling she could but didn’t want to name. In the midst of all his planning and the excruciating mental torture that came with trying to accept your own demise…

He was willing to find time for her.

“I…I give you my consent, Lelouch.”

     She would let him into her heart...C.C., who always seemed so demanding, so cool and cold, distant...He knew by now that was just a barrier. A wall to shield herself. He didn’t need much to deduce that, judging by the few times he caught her in a vulnerable state due to her contract--but it was only by now he knew why.

     Slowly taking her hand into both of his own, he stood finally. More silence, and a soft smile came to his face, however weak and wavering it was. She’d seen him in a vulnerable state before as well, he...needn’t hide that side of him from her.

     Even as tears brimmed his eyes, contradicting the smile he tried to hold.

     “Thank you...”

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greenvixen​:

Her fingernails dug themselves into the pillow as she listened to his reasoning. Despite fully supporting Lelouch, politics had never been her cup of tea. What she had spoken of earlier was a little more…personal.

“What about the loose end that is me?” C.C blurted out, no longer subtle and tiptoeing.

She finally looked up and met his eyes.

“You promised.”

     And there went what little of his appetite he did have. Didn’t know when he slept last, nor when his last meal was...He didn’t want to admit that he’d spent hours and days thinking about C.C.’s predicament, how he could help her with that. He wouldn’t kill her, not like she originally wanted. But, how could he...

     Slowly, his legs uncrossed in the silence that followed her words...just as slowly, he leaned forward until his elbows were on his knees and his face was hidden by his hands.

     “I don’t...know. Every time I think I’m drawing close to a conclusion, I find a snag. I can’t...” he paused to take a slow and deep breath. “Every time I think about it, even if I...”

     But he knew that wasn’t he true wish. Charles had only seen the outer layer, only what she allowed him to see. He knew nothing of what Lelouch had seen...what he knew.

     “...Why did you choose me? If I’m just going to be leaving you behind, why did you think I could really grant your wish? I no longer have the time that I had planned to devote to you.” He felt an ache in his chest, knowing full well he was breaking his promise to grant her wish--to be loved, genuinely, unconditionally...

     Slowly sitting up again, he finally took one of her hands and placed it over his heart, so she could feel its rhythmic beating. “But, with the time I do have...will you at least allow me the opportunity to make you smile, genuinely, as often as possible?”

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greenvixen​:

“The due date isn’t set, yet.”

It was as if a huge stone had just been lifted off her chest; partially. The stone was still there, hovering. The closer the due date Lelouch would inevitably set, the more that stone would sharpen and sharpen…until it tore right through and reached…her heart.

C.C had forgotten that she had one.

“Your work won’t be complete, not even after Zero Requiem.”

She left things vague on purpose, curious to see whether Lelouch would catch onto the hidden meaning behind her words. He was standing closer now, close enough for her to reach out and touch if she wanted to.

C.C grabbed a pillow instead.

     “I know, but the Requiem should take care of and handle most of the loose ends. As long as the most important details are wrapped up with it, then everything should be fine.” He didn’t mind their closeness. Perhaps, subconsciously, he yearned for it. Actually, he probably didn’t even notice they’d gotten closer at all and just did it without thinking.

     As it was right now, he didn’t want to die. But he was prepared to. If he wasn’t, the only thing he could call himself was a hypocrite...nothing more than that. He had to create a gentler world, even though Nunnally would never be able to see or experience it.

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greenvixen​:

The way Lelouch referred to his death as ‘the other thing’, bothered her. More than that, he was stalling, using pizza as a smokescreen of sorts.

Well, C.C ought not to be a hypocrite. She had done the exact same thing, using the pizza excuse in order to spend time with him without vocalizing her desire to do so.

“Lelouch.” it came out more cutting than intended. “I don’t want pizza.”

I want you to live.

She left unsaid.

“How long now?” she asked him again.

C.C didn’t like repeating herself.

     ...Of course, there was no avoiding it now. He could just get up and walk away, but she would follow. She was allowed anywhere on the premises, anywhere her heart desired, if she wanted to keep on his heels, he knew she would.

     He leaned slightly onto the other armrest, then crossed his legs. “There isn’t a set date, yet. But there’s still a few months left.” The entire world didn’t hate him yet. He needed them to loathe and despise him, he needed them to. “My work is still incomplete.”

[princessu-sumi]

just testing out a new pen setting through the medium of angst ❤👍

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greenvixen​:

C.C flipped her long, green hair as she stared at him. “Who said anything about us sharing? You get one pizza, I get another one.”

She knew she was being…provocative. It was all for a good reason. To distract him, to distract herself from how little time they had left together.

Her lips pursed when he said this would remain between the two of them. Another secret only they’d know…

She let her agreement reflect itself in the depths of amber coloured orbs.

“No, I suppose we won’t.”

C.C held Lelouch’s gaze for a long moment, trying to commit his face to memory. There was much she wished to say, but couldn’t. She didn’t bother asking whether he had gotten any sleep.

“How long now?” she looked away, as if imposing distance would make everything easier.

     She was right not to ask. Even he couldn’t remember the last night he’d slept, or when he’d allowed himself around raucous or distracting noises. He’d simply left himself in silence, wrapped in it, stewing in his own thoughts. His sense of time, or more so his sense of the past, was skewed.

     “For the pizza, or the other thing?” He asked rather bluntly, letting on that he was definitely aware of the topic they were both avoiding. “I have to actually call the place. You need to tell me what kind of pizza you want.”

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greenvixen​:

She remained silent as Lelouch proceeded to explain the do’s and don'ts of eating pizza. C.C allowed the confusion and exasperation she felt to show in the subtle arch of her brow. Why were they still talking about pizza?

To avoid the elephant in the room, she knew.

“I’m not planning on leaving this armchair any time soon so, I won’t mind the wait.”

You have spent enough time by yourself, Lelouch.

“Will you eat with me?”

     He was very well aware of what she was doing, and what he was doing. He’d allow it for now, knowing a little company at the moment couldn’t hurt...or it could, a lot. Everything depended on little minor details, but this late in the game, he shouldn’t have to worry about his own pain. All he had to do was make sure he could follow through with the plan.

     “So you’ll share with me, but not Suzaku, is that it?” As he saw it, the two were mere acquaintances, having barely interacted. But they knew each other better, had been around each other longer. He’d basically...promised himself to her. Ah, what pain he was most likely putting her through...

     “Then I guess we just won’t tell him.”

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greenvixen​:

She hid a smile at that.

There were perks to being a dictator, not just pitfalls. C.C sobered up immediately as she thought it. Lelouch’s reign would be short-lived.

“What are you waiting for, then?”

Pizza was good. Pizza would distract her. Zero Requiem would be happening no matter how she felt about it. On the outside, C.C looked to be perfectly composed. The inside was a different story.

     “So are you saying that you’d be fine with them giving us a pre-made pizza, to get it in ten minutes? There’s no way it would be cooked fully if you wanted a fresh one in that amount of time.” He didn’t care too much. Maybe he was stalling a little bit, maybe he was trying to keep her talking to him, despite his previous days of isolation.

     “It would still be better than frozen pizza, at least.”

     He knew what was to happen during the requiem. He tried to tell himself it would be okay, that it would work, that he didn’t have to be sad or fear the outcome. But he, just as everyone he’d faced, even C.C...He was human. He was prepared to die, as he’d preached so many times before, if it meant creating the peaceful world he’d fought so hard for.

     Keeping to himself, closing off those closest currently...He knew it was just him trying to mentally prepare himself.

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greenvixen​:

C.C couldn’t care less about the pizza at the moment, as much as she loved the delicious thing. It was Lelouch her focus was on…and the amount of time he spent away from them.

It wouldn’t be the first time they had gone days without seeing each other, but it was the first time she felt…lonely. It was a strange, empty sensation that refused to give her mind peace.

“I don’t share.” C.C stated flatly. Nothing against Suzaku, but the empty space inside her heart just got fuller and she refused to move even just an inch from her place on Lelouch’s armchair. “And yes, please.”

Excuse or no excuse, she was hungry.

     Of course she didn’t. That was a joke. But...he’d been told he wasn’t very good at his delivery, so maybe it came off as serious. Oh well.

     Lloyd even called him unfunny. How mean of him.

     “I’m sure if we ordered one, it could get here in about ten minutes, as opposed to the thirty to forty minutes.” Considering, of course, his status as dictator.

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the emperor now has his ask banner!

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@greenvixen​: "You never get me pizza anymore." C.C remarked, her usually monotone voice being off. "Or did you quit being my warlock now that you are the emperor?" she arched an elegant brow.

     “You know it’s not that,” he’d spent an increasing amount of time alone, shut up inside his room or the study, but both accomplices probably knew he wasn’t working on the Requiem. Isolation.

     He was readying himself for the inevitable.

      “Do you want pizza, then? Are you going to eat it all yourself, or or share it with Suzaku?” The Knight of Zero might just get something for himself from the kitchens, though.

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//gasps

oh shoot I’ve neglected this blog so much I don’t have an ask banner for it.

But I have ones for blind Lelouch and sex worker Lelouch. aheioahe

//lays down

forgive me for I have sinned.

[sasukeikun]

Code Geass :: Emperor Lelouch Vi Britannia

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doodles from my twitter but  my favorite headcanon so far is lelouch designing the knight of zero fit and being so fucking unbelievably H0rny about it

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chungran-moon‌:

please don’t go back to being my friend……

제발 내 친구로 돌아가지마…

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kurxrugii:

     Suzaku is a bit relieved when Clarissa steps in when she did and he looks over to where Lelouch is. Their daughter had every single feature of his except for her eyes - she shared those with Lelouch - and he found those to be the best feature (though Lelouch tended to disagree with him). Their sons, Yori and Yoichi, had his love’s gorgeous dark hair and bright green eyes similar to Suzaku’s own. Reaching for a nearby robe and tying it shut, Suzaku gets off the bed and walks over to the pair, a small smile on his lips.

      ❝Daddy and I aren’t mad, Clarissa,❞ Suzaku responds as he kneels next to Clarissa, reaching out and patting her hair gently.  ❝We’re happy you came to tell us. Tell Yori that it’s okay and that we’ll come see him in a little bit.❞ Right now, Suzaku needed a distraction from the heavy conversation they were having and tending to their children was the perfect distraction.

     He was grateful for the distraction as well, though the conversation was still at the back of his mind. Carefully, he lifted his daughter into his arms as he stood. “He’s no longer in his bed, right?” He asked her and she shook her head.

     “Nuh uh. He’s waiting for me to go back.”

     ‘His sheets will need to be washed, along with his clothes...’ He kissed the top of Clarissa’s head, then set her on her feet again.

     “I will meet him in your bathroom...let him know, alright?” He was going to need a bath before changing into clean clothes. With just one more nod, she left the room to relay the messages to her overly anxious little brother.