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SO UM. I finally decided to give Regis and Clarus their own blogs. I just got the muses back and I’m excited to be writing again!! I don’t know if I’ll give Cor his own yet but I might. I will keep this blog up as an archive. I also have a new OC I’m super happy about! So check him out!

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( SHAWN MENDES LYRIC’S STARTERS ! )

‘ just have a drink and you’ll feel better ’

‘ it isn’t in my blood ’

‘ afraid to be alone again, i hate this ’

‘ and all you did was look my way and my heart started to race ’

‘ i get a little bit nervous around you ’

‘ and I’m not usually like this but I like what you’re doing to me ’

‘ be my summer in a winter day love ’

‘ you are bringing out a different kind of me ‘

‘ if i’m dreaming, baby, please don’t wake me up ’

‘ every night I’m with you I fall more in love ’ 

‘ she’ll take your name and number then she’ll hit erase and walk away ’

‘ and if i try to play it cool, it never goes right ’

‘ we want each other, no one will break first ’

‘ i don’t know why we act like it means nothing at all ’

‘ and every line, every word that i write you are the muse in the back of my mind ’

‘ they don’t mean nothing compared to you ’

‘ should’ve told you not to go ’

‘ you’re with somebody i can’t be ’

‘ i remember when i told you that you and i will go down in history together ’

‘ there’s nothin’ left to lose because i had you, babe ’

‘ it’s hard to believe you don’t remember me at all ’

‘ you ain’t the ruler of no country, who made you the queen? ’

‘ i don’t understand why everybody thinks you’re sweet ’

‘ i see the way you’re lookin’ through me right now to see if there’s somebody cooler around ’

‘ this soul of mine will never break ’

‘ i want you close to me ’

‘ i need to know if this is mutual ’

‘ but half of you’s not enough for me ’

‘ the way you act and take it back, do I mean anything? ’

‘ me and you, we were made to break ’

‘ you’re perfectly wrong for me and that’s why it’s so hard to leave ’

‘ when you’re up against my skin i never want to let you go ’

‘ i hope that you don’t think that what I’m saying sounds conceited ’

‘ what if my daddy’s right when he says that you’re the one ’

‘ i know your heart like the back of my hand ’

‘ i was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight ’

‘ i was hoping I could get lost in your paradise ’

‘ i can’t seem to get you off my mind ’

‘ where were you in the morning, baby? ’

‘ how do you just walk away? ’

‘ and i hope you had a good reason ‘cause I know you had a good time ’

‘ can i kiss you or not? ’

‘ no matter what you say i won’t love you less ’

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“'Cause I long for that look of surprise when you see your son rising at last! The pride in your eyes when you see your son rising at last!”

“I will make you proud. get the answers and set you free. Don’t you worry, whatever it might take, I’m finding a way And I swear right now that no matter what comes of me, anybody who stands or has stood in my path, they are going to pay!  They…will…pay.”

@bitterroyalty Whoops, my hand slipped!

Also obligatory tag for @captaindrautos because it is angst and involves musicals. Kinda sorta.

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regisluciicaelum:

Silence. Regis breathed in slowly through his nose, and closed his eyes for a moment to take in what Clarus said. He…well, he wasn’t good at this sort of thing. His father wouldn’t even let Regis speak during Council meetings- his ability to articulate his own thoughts was still ‘lacking,’ in his fathers words. So he stood there for  a moment, letting the quiet help him organize his thoughts.

“Bullocks.” Ah- that wasn’t what he meant to say. Releasing the rack, Regis carefully stepped over Clarus where he sat, and took a moment to lower himself to the floor next to him. One leg raised so he could rest an arm on his knee, while the other splayed out in front of him. Clearing his throat, he glanced up at a spot on the ceiling, and decided to fixate on it. 

“Er, what I mean is- sure, you’ve got to get better. So do I, really. And… Mors, he’s got to get better, too. And Ambrose. And….everyone in the Crownsguard.” He mused, voice thoughtful, as he lifted his free hand to fidget a little.  “No matter who you are, there’s always someone out there who’s better. ‘Sides, everyone starts somewhere. I can’t imagine how many times Ambrose got tossed around by his old man. And.. his old man by his, I guess. Not that it makes your dad any better, mind you- he really ticks me off.” The hand that was fidgeting gently reached out, resting against Clarus’ shoulder with the lightest of touches. He had no idea if Clarus had been wounded from the ordeal or not, and wasn’t risking hurting the guy.

“He’s just giving you a bum rap. Your old man….doesn’t know what he’s talking about, Clarus. He’s just being impatient. You’ll get better, I’ll get better.. Six, maybe some day, we’ll throw them on their backs. That’ll be the day I can say I’d die happy.” 

Clarus isn’t really looking at his Prince, in fact, his eyes are cast downwards. He doesn’t deserve his gaze. Doesn’t deserve to look his Prince in the eye. He had failed him today. Made a mockery of him--- Ambrose was right. He was a piss poor Shield. He didn’t even know he was sitting next to him until he heard the other begin to speak. Regis was kind trying to ease his troubled mind but didn’t he see he didn’t need to? It would pass. He would get better. Show the royal that he was meant to be his Shield. He wasn’t a boy, he was man---  He hadn’t been a boy since his mother left. Clarus gave a small smile at the last sentence and lifted his head looking ahead to nothing but baskets of wine. “You think so?” He replied finally, and the tears were streaming down his face openly now. Something his father would not appreciate he was sure. “It feels like I’m not getting any better. I can’t--- I can’t please him. And all I want is to make him proud so maybe he’d stop being so cruel.” He spoke softly as his eyes looked down again before looking back up. “I don’t mean to put my troubles on you.” He didn’t realize how close they had gotten. Normally Clarus would put distance between them but for now it was. . . comforting to have someone near. “You are truly. . . a good friend, Reggie. Thank you.”

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                            when you were  M A D E  to  P R O T E C T  ,                             what do you do when your work is done  ?   ?

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Clarus~! 🌸 #100AmicitiaChallenge

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vitriolicambrosia:

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    “Why are you so stubborn?” Ambrose glared down at his son the way that a lion looks at a wounded zebra. Pure, instinctual anger. He pressed his boot down on Clarus’ ankle. “Try to get up one more time and I’ll snap this without hesitation.”

The pain was unimaginable. But he felt with it. He would overcome it, he always does but man did it hurt like a bitch. He gasped out, and debated whether he should give him the point or not.  “--- You wouldn’t. You’d--- have no need to deal with--- a broken soldier.” He mumbled, calling his buff. But just in case. “I yield.”

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@vitriolicambrosia from here.

Clarus held the photographs in his hands and skimmed each of them. His privacy was violated but honestly, he wasn’t surprised. Ambrose wasn’t the type to let things be.  “You had me followed?” He spoke, looking from the pictures and then to his father.  He shook his head. “--- She has a name.” Clarus took a deep breath. “She is not a rat. She is a member of the Crownsguard. Isn’t that worthy of your respect? To those who serve your Kingdom?” Clarus knew he’d get smacked across the face for that but honestly? He wasn’t having it. “Dea and I are friends. I respect her.”

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“Queen,” Andrew said somewhere behind Neil.

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when you cave and make a clarus video and then cry because you could only edit 27 seconds.

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Just a typical Car Ride with with the Amicitia family.

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ANAIS MITCHELL’S HADESTOWN PT.2 All quotes are taken directly from the album and musical. Feel free to change pronouns as you like!

I didn’t even know that I was cold.

All I’ve ever known is how to hold my own.

And for a moment I forget just how dark and cold it gets.

Now I wanna hold you.

I don’t ever wanna have to let you go.  

I don’t wanna go back to the lonely life.  

Better go and get your suitcase packed.  

Those who go they don’t come back.

I’ll be bored to death.

Gonna have to import some stuff just to entertain myself.

An eye for an eye!

A lie for a lie!

You better forget about your wishing well.

You’re early!

I missed you.

If you wanna keep your head, you gotta keep your head low.

Why is it so hot down here?

It ain’t right and it ain’t natural.

You were gone so long.

I was lonesome.

Lover, when you feel that fire, think of it as my desire.

Every year they have this fight!     

All the pretty songs you sing ain’t gonna shelter us. 

Why is it so bright down here?

Think of it as my despair for you!

Everything I’ve saved is gone.

Did you think I’d be impressed?    

I recall there was a time, we were happy, you and I.

Lover, everything I do I do it for the love of you.

If you don’t even want my love, I’ll give it to someone who does.

Think of them as my embrace.      

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ANAIS MITCHELL’S HADESTOWN PT.1 All quotes are taken directly from the album and musical. Feel free to change pronouns as you like!

And there ain’t a thing that you can do.

Ain’t nobody gonna stick around when the dark clouds roll.

No use talking of the past, it’s passed.

Set out walking and you don’t look back.

Don’t ask where, brother, don’t ask when.

It was a road to Hell.

It’s an old song.

It’s an old song, but we’re gonna sing it again.

It’s a sad tale, it’s a tragedy.

It’s a tale of a love that never dies.

Come home with me! 

Who are you? 

I’m the man who’s gonna marry you.         

Who am I? 

Well, I also play the lyre. 

I’ve met too many men like you. 

I’m not like any man you’ve met. 

What makes you different? 

Me and you can’t change a thing. 

You haven’t heard me sing. 

Are you always this confident? 

When you look at me, what do you see? 

I see someone stronger than me, somebody who survives. 

Well it’s like he said, I’m an outdoor girl.

You think I give a damn?

Oh, I’m just getting started! 

Anybody want a drink?

I didn’t even know that I was lonely.  

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Michiel Huisman for Man of the World Magazine 

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i gotta thank YOU for this anger that i carry around wish i could take a match and burn this whole room to the ground matter of fact i think i'ma burn this room right now so now this MEMORY for some reason just won't come down as told by sam & katie

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“— You need something of me?” He’s in the middle of a work out session, he doesn’t mean to sound rude but he does sound— breathless.