Absolute King

This is an independent roleplay blog for Griffith of Berserk. I am always up to roleplay with anyone, so feel free to tag me in a starter, or message me and I'll write one!

[rikotrash]

“Among thousands of comrades and ten thousand enemies, only you… only you made me forget my dream”

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[pipix21]

[33-ko]

♰   -  Griffith

[tewakuwu]

[zettai-ou]

— duninvdi;

[rohelline-deactivated20181001]

♚ “I didn’t travel on my own. I brought guards with me.” Cecil didn’t think anyone he just came across would know the truth, but what kingdom would allow their heart to be unprotected? Even if he would want to leave by himself, he wouldn’t dare put his people in such a position. “We got separated just before arriving at your camp.” 

Oh, that wasn’t a bad idea, but, it would be irresponsible for him to hire someone with little credibility. How was he to know they could be trusted? Well, it would appear that the best option would to just find a map. “Do you have a map here? If I could just see it for a moment..” 

[zettai-ou]

---- Griffith gave a slight nod of the head. He wanted to escort the King and acquire more recognition; but if he was hesitant, the white haired male was well mannered enough to comply. 

“Yes, we have maps.” The mercenary leader looked over his shoulder towards the camp, piercing hues gazing at the nearby tents. “Come with me then, Your Majesty.” He hummed, turning slightly on his feet to gesture towards his camp.

[zettai-ou]

its 8am

why am i alive

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I haven’t been online much lately because I’m crunching to get cosplays done for a convention next weekend, lol. Forgiiiveee meeee. ;n;

[zettai-ou]

—akumanoken is before you;

[akumanoken-archive]

Now the men surrounding Griffith looked like mercenaries.  Most of the grizzled and rough around the edges, nothing like the beautiful, charming man who spoke with him as they entered the camp.  

“The Band of the Hawk… quite the group you have here….” he was in the company of capable swordsmen… and they knew it.  The confidence radiated from all of them, in he way they walked, talk… even as they appraised Souji as he walked by.  “Once again, I am grateful for your hospitality, Griffith.”

[zettai-ou]

---- Each time he reentered his camp he was filled with an immense sense of pride. Especially when he had a new acquaintance to display his men to. He had worked so hard, and sacrificed so many things, so many people; all to get to where he was now. And he was only halfway there.

“It’s no problem,” Griffith mused as they approached a campfire his mercenaries had set up to prepare their meal, nodding to those who greeted him and his newfound companion. “Why don’t you tell me more about yourself?” He asked politely, plump lips curling into yet another smile.

[zettai-ou]

—akaixko;

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Well, if she was going to be so open, then so was he. Taking off the top part of his kimono, Koujaku stared at her from over his shoulder. Her smile as she looked back at him made his cheeks tingle and he couldn’t help but admire her body. Lean, supple, definitely trained. She was a beauty but… weren’t all women jewels? Of course, he was incredibly flattered she trusted him so much to share this pond with him. “You have wonderful hair, milady if I can say. And probably may other hidden wonders. I am Koujaku, it is a pleasure to meet you.”

He started picking up at his bandages slowly undoing them. Though he wasn’t wounded, he kept a great part of his body covered in bandages to hide his ink.

[zettai-ou]

---- Griffith was completely absorbed in what he found to be a crude joke, unable to contain his amusement. Still, he remained turned away from the man with only his face visible as it continued to look at him from over his shoulder. He watched intently as his acquaintance began to unravel his bandages, revealing intricate designs etched into his flesh with ink.

“Nice to meet you, Koujaku.” He answered softly; sultry. His perfectly proportioned fingers guided his torso down to take off his boots, slowly beginning to inch down his pants. “My name is Griffith.” The white-haired male hummed, basking in Koujaku’s compliments. There was nothing he loved more than his already enormous ego being boosted. 

Once he was fully undressed, he took great care in assuring that his body was still hidden from the other man, wrapping one hand around his chest as he dipped his feet into the warm springs.

[zettai-ou]

--- It’s my bed time now. it sucks being a night shift person. Nobody is ever on with my body clock.

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if anyone is interested i made a video of me doing my makeup for griffith. I’ll leave the link below

here

[zettai-ou]

—akaixko;

[akaixko-deactivated20161010]

“Of course not. You were here before me, I am the one who’s flattered my presence isn’t a bother.” Koujaku walked to a tree and took his sword off his back, then his belt and satchel. He wanted to wash a little as well, though he hadn’t planned on baring himself to anyone. Not that he has a body to be ashamed of but there are some things that are better left hidden.

“It won’t. I intended to do the same actually. I’ve been walking for a long time and definitely need to freshen up. Besides, as a man, I would be ashamed of denying a lady her right to wash up.” Koujaku let a small chuckle escaping him as he took off his shoes and walked to the pond. Seeing how they reached to their own clothes, Koujaku averted his gaze. “I’ll give you privacy, if you wish. I wouldn’t want to interrupt. Should I come back later?” If anything, Koujaku was a gentleman. Even if they had said once that it didn’t bother them, he still wanted to make sure they were comfortable with it.

[zettai-ou]

— Griffith smirked inwardly, now realizing what the other male thought. Griffith often could be quite playful despite the seriousness that he frequented during first encounters, and thought he would take it upon himself in this moment to surprise the other male. Instead of correcting him, he simply turned his back to him and removed his shirt in a swift motion.  “It’s fine if you stay here.” He answered, concealing his amusement as he hid the front of his torso and looked back at the man over his shoulder. 

[zettai-ou]

googling naked torso shots of griffith to make icons out of BUT I FORGOT TO ADD BERSERK TO THE END OF IT GOD PLEASE CLEANSE MY EYES

[zettai-ou]

— duninvdi;

[rohelline-deactivated20181001]

♚ No, of course not. It used to bother him to no end- but in more recent years, Cecil discovered that it was more of a blessing to be invisible to the world. No threats of war, no invasions, no one tried to take what was rightfully theirs.  It was very peaceful.

“I’m the king, you see.. I was traveling through here on business, but my guards had all of our travel information. I’m afraid I don’t know where I’m going or how to get back.” 

[zettai-ou]

— The Hawk’s lips tightened, humming softly as he listened to the other male speak. “Ah, I see.” He forced a smile, running fingers through his hair absentmindedly.  “Was it really wise for a King to travel on his own? If it suits you; you could always hire my men to escort you to your destination.” He offered swiftly, always one for presentation. 

[zettai-ou]

Femto i know you're a hawk or whatever but the godhand was wrong for fuckin your feet up like that Like srsly WHAT THE FUCK IS GOIN ON WITH THEM DAMN FEET OF YERS GODDAMN LIKE WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE?!

1v1 me m8, i’ll slap u with a claw flipper

[zettai-ou]

--- I’ve been a little inactive lately.