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[hwanyeongkrp]

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For centuries, the Celestial Crown of Hwanyeong has ruled from Sky Castle, the capital at the heart of the land. Under the rule of the monarch, their courts, and their nobles, the four surrounding realms have either thrived under their favor or suffered under their neglect. However, the balance has been shifting in the last decade. Tensions simmer beneath the surface, alliances are fragile, and whispers of rebellion grow louder. With the royal succession uncertain after The Crown fell ill and the discovery of ancient powers awakening in more citizens, Hwanyeong stands on the precipice of war. Will its citizens fight for power, freedom, or survival?

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[kodapi]

    ❝ I'm curious what you miss about that, personally, ❞ ‹ spoke a nosy little detective nearby, eyes bright with wonder. › ❝ It's not every day I hear someone lament the loss of a PR team for that reason. ❞

"You know, I kind of miss having the PR Team on my ass every business day..."

[admistedenslush]

The Silent Sister - Aegon Targaryen/Reader - Chapter One

Summary: Cast away in disgrace, your family dispatches you to King's Landing, condemned to join the female clergy of the Faith of the Seven.

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In the dead of night you were still awake, haunted by your dreams you couldn’t bare to fall asleep. Your skin is inflamed red by your constant itching caused by the cloth of your garments. In your grim welcoming in King’s Landing, the head of the division, an elderly crow of a woman, told you to rid yourself of your pretty silks.

“The frocks shall not be pleasant nor beautiful, girl. You shall not be comfortable in your own flesh. Nothing is pleasant about serving the stranger. You shall take your oath of chastity and silence, and then death shall be your companion.”

With a hazy smile, you thought about your first encounter with the woman.

Upon your arrival, you had the initial apprehension that the first thing you would face would be the severing of your tongue. However, much to your relief, it turns out that this notion was an unfounded rumor. As you reminisce, you realize that quite some time has passed since that moment in question. It feels like a distant memory, locked away in the annals of your mind, reminding you of how much has changed since then. Your hand slipped into your wool cap and you stroked your hair.

They cut a full mop of hair to sit above your shoulders.

“Long tresses are a privilege for ladies and princesses,” you whisper to yourself to calm your nerves.

Almost falling asleep, you hear isolated footsteps accompanied by occasional giggles. With your heart pounding, you get up immediately. When was the last time you heard the sound of joy? Surely, it couldn't be one of your fellow sisters because as you look around, everyone is still fast asleep. Slowly, you got up, not thinking of putting on your respectful clothes. In the depths of the Sept, your eyes scanned the area, seeking the origin of the commotion. A disheveled man stood before you, his hood partially concealing his features. Even in the dimness, his renowned glossy silver hair caught your attention. As you gazed upward, your heart skipped a beat. It was unmistakably a prince; though momentarily uncertain which one, both his eyes indicated he must be the elder brother. With each step he took towards you, you felt an overwhelming urge to cry out. His unsteady footsteps revealed his inebriated state, his presence looming right before me.

“Who are you?” he boisterously proclaimed with a swollen chest and held breath. Horror filled your expression, but he exhaled with a jovial laugh. Like a playful child, he covered his eyes with his hands, peeking at me between his fingers, and gleefully announced, "I'm Aegon.”

Following a tense pause, he pouted and reiterated, “Aegon, the second to bear the name,” punctuating his statement with a giggle. You bowed respectfully, attempting to adjust your hair beneath your cap.

“You are quite lovely,” he remarked, swatting your cap away. With a surprising force, he shoved you against the cool stone wall, causing a sharp ache in your back. Aegon scrutinized your attire, his eyes nearly bulging out of his skull.

“You can't be,” he declared incredulously. Aegon's eyes glistened with a hungry desire as he whispered, “You're a Silent Sister, Gods.” His smile resembled that of a mischievous child who yearned to indulge in forbidden actions. With a sly grin, he extended two fingers towards your lips, opening them and swirling his digits within your mouth. Shocked and taken aback, you found yourself paralyzed, unsure of how to react to this unusual intrusion. A realization hit you, and without thinking, you instinctively bit down on his finger. Aegon let out a groan, his expression shifting from curiosity to mild pain. The prince asserted his dominance once again, pushing you backward with determination.

“It's not as if you can say no, even if you wish to. But deep down, I know you do,” he sneered. In response, you fought back, slapping him across the face. The color in his cheeks deepened, turning rosy. With his signature pout, he looked up at you, his eyes filled with both frustration and annoyance.

Straining your voice, you declared, “You can't always have everything you desire.”

“She speaks, You may have broken one oath, but what about the other?” Aegon retorted.

A blush warmed your face as you picked up your cap, attempting to tidy it up.

“My father once taught me that if you lie down with dogs, you are sure to catch their fleas,” you revealed.

Aegon couldn't help but burst into laughter, collapsing to the floor in amusement. Feeling a sense of urgency, you retreated to the safety of your shared chamber.

[avakcantrell]

“ Please Don’t be afraid , Princess, Don’t be afraid “

᯾ summary : king henry v or hal and his sister , princess (y/n) go to meet the dauphin in his tent , one day princess (y/n) was taking a bath in the middle of the forest when she was surround by the dauphin guards …

᯾ robert pattinson x reader

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As the sun began to set, Princess (Y/N) accompanied her brother, King Henry V (Hal), to meet the Dauphin in his tent. (Y/N) remained silent and hidden behind Hal, observing the Dauphin with caution.

Days passed, and (Y/N) sought solace in a forest bath, unaware of the Dauphin's guards surrounding her. As she ran away, breathing heavily, she bumped into the Dauphin.

"Ah, Princess," he said, catching his breath. "I see you’re really beautiful as they say. "

(Y/N) 's heart raced, and she trembled with fear, trying to hide behind a nearby tree. The Dauphin approached her slowly, his eyes locked on hers.

" Please don't be afraid , princess, don’t be afraid " he said, his voice gentle. "I mean you no harm."

(Y/N)’ s breath came in short gasps, and she struggled to speak. The Dauphin took a step closer, his hand extended.

"Let me help you," he said. "You're shaking like a leaf."

(Y/N) hesitated, but something in his eyes made her trust him. She took his hand, and he wrapped his cloak around her shoulders, leading her to a nearby clearing.

"You're safe now," he said, his voice soft. "I promise."

As they sat together, (Y/N) 's fear gave way to curiosity. She saw a kindness in the Dauphin's eyes that she hadn't noticed before.

"Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

The Dauphin smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Anytime, Princess. I'll always be here to protect you."

In that moment, (Y/N) felt a spark of connection with the Dauphin, and her heart began to see him in a new light.

[jokertrap-ran]

[Gakuen K] Kusanagi Izumo Route: I don’t intend to let you go Translation (Good END)

*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) *Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist *Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut !

Ran: What do you mean he’ll wither and die-

Totsuka: Ah, looks like you’re here after all!

Ran: Totsuka-senpai, Yata-kun!

Totsuka: Look! It’s my win this time~

Misaki: Tch… lighthouse…

Totsuka: Huh? Did you just say something, Yata? I couldn’t quite hear you~ Why the mention of a lighthouse?

Misaki: I-It doesn’t matter whether or not you heard me!

Totsuka: Hmm, you can’t do that to me. Haven’t you heard? Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back, and I’m so, sooo curious~ So, what about my nose?

Misaki: Ugh…

Totsuka: C’mon now, don’t be afraid to share with the class~

Yata: I-It’s hard to notice things that are under the lighthouse!!!

Totsuka: Yata… Mmhm, I know how you feel about that. *Chuckles*

Misaki: I-Is that pity I see in your eyes!?

Totsuka: Mmm, I expected as much. Hey, Yata, you may be a 3rd year now, but don’t ever change, okay?

Totsuka: By the way, the correct saying for that is “It’s hard to notice things that are right under your nose” not the “lighthouse”.

Izumo: You guys… Did you come here just to provide the venue with some comedic relief?  

Totsuka: I suppose you could say that.

Yata: No! That’s not what we’re here for!!!

Totsuka: Oh? We aren’t?

Misaki: Umm… I heard from Totsuka-san that…

Yata: You’re dating Ran? Is that true?

Izumo: Yeah.

Misaki: SERIOUSLY!?

Ran: Did you not know???

Misaki: Did I not know!? Hell if I did! I came here to double-check it with you guys! Since WHEN!? Yesterday!? The day before yesterday!?

Ran: Summer, actually…

Misaki: SUMMERTIDE!?

Totsuka: Wow, Yata, I didn’t know that you were a poet.

Misaki: Hehe. I like summer vacation where summerti- Ahh, no! That doesn’t matter!!!

Misaki: Why didn’t anyone say anything about you two being a couple…!?

Totsuka: I mean, you could tell just by looking at them.

Misaki: Just by looking at them?

Ran: …Do you… get it yet?

Misaki: Like hell I do! Can you read the air or something, Totsuka-san!? Like, you know, can you see people’s auras!?

Totsuka: *Sigh*...I suppose you’ll understand once you grow up a little more, Yata.

Misaki: Hey! Stop giving me that distant look!

Totsuka: I’m parched. Could I get a drink, Kusanagi-san? What about you, Yata?

Misaki: Sure… I’m good with a soda.

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Izumo: Phew. They finally left…

Ran: And the sun has long since set.

Izumo: Yup. Make sure to get back to your dorm before curfew today, okay?

Ran: Sure thing.

Izumo: To think that I actually got an honest reply out of you this time. Hey, don’t hold onto me like that.

Izumo: Let’s have a serious talk for a bit, hm? C’mere.

Ran: Okay.

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Ran: Uwah!?

Izumo: Man, that’s an uncouth noise comin’ from you. How ‘bout a squeal or something?

Ran: L-Let me down…

Izumo: Sure thing. But first… let us make a promise.

Ran: What promise?

Izumo: Promise me that you’ll take responsibility for makin’ me fall head over heels for you. Forever. 

Ran: Forever…?

Izumo: Yup. You know how it goes— in sickness and in health, until death do us part?

Izumo: I have absolutely no intention of lettin’ go of you, so I was thinkin’...perhaps make a reservation for the ring that’s s’posed to go onto your left hand’s ring finger?

Izumo: How about it? Are you willin’ to entrust your future to me?

Ran: Are you sure about wanting to spend your future with me?

Izumo: Of course. Only if it’s you. You’re the only one I’d go so far for.

Izumo: Stay with me… forever and always?

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[quillheel]

The lack of hesitation; the lack of doubt in his reassurances somehow agitates the wound worse, one in which he doesn't like to acknowledge is bleeding at all, infected & corrosive and a limb doomed to fail — it isn't. it's not there anymore, but it ripples throughout the rest of him ; pond water, the cruelty of breaking through the scum like a second skin, skipping rocks ; and leaves its effects regardless.

it might've been easier to believe you if you hesitated, if you had to think about it for a moment ( an agonizing moment of the judgement of what he's worth, pendulum swinging, swinging, swinging ), to concede that yes, he's strong. a reminder that he's human, maybe, in that. a reminder that 'strong' isn't all he is. a reminder that while these fears permeate and seep through his skin like water in paper, they are not as consuming as they must be now ━━━ turning his plight into an understandable one, an understood one, but still one they couldn't support.

━ he hates asking things of Yusuke, of the rest, of those he loves, so he doesn't ask. sitting with him like granite in his collarbone, lace & lined, just for him.

that stone gets heavier as the guilt sets in, sat on the floor next to Yusuke's chair, listening to the rustle of packaging & porcelain ━ he's right, Ryuji just takes it the wrong ways, too afraid of if he sweetens the deal too much that he poisons the pot he's eating from ; what would happen if he went too far, if he pushed and they were left without him? abandoning them in his selfish desperation? ryuji knew well that they were strong, unimaginably ( more than him ), but he also knew that it could be the deciding factor in a fight: who was there, who did what, and when.

the granite cracks loose from his collarbone, weighing him down with a slouch worsening as if being pushed down by the shoulders, and falls instead into the pit of his stomach. ( already full up on fears & the consequences of them, sorry, he's not hungry )

” you… “ Ryuji's heart takes a moment to shift its footing in his throat, out of the way: let him speak, please, let him speak ━ he scratches at the back of his neck, clammy with sweat ” .. yeah, you're right. I just wanted to get better, you know? help out a little more when we need it. I'm… not the most versatile guy. “

he accepts the towel & water with a note of surprise & a 'thank you', which bleeds into fondness. the granite lessens, these little acts of kindness, these little efforts to make it easier, eroding some of it in him. an appetite for that kind of love, he just keeps filling up on guilt instead.

Ryuji scrubs at his face with the towel as if to scrape off the feeling that drove him here in the first place ( too stubborn to leave, but a touch better now. a sweeter marble of care in the deposits of something other that drove him insane ), face emerging pinker than it was before, splashes some of the water on his face before taking a drink from the bottle.

his curious eyes give way on their internal battle for just a moment to glance at the noodles cooking in the bowl ( okay, maybe he was hungry )

” ... also, uh.. why'd you just have that on you? ” he wasn't complaining—!

Yusuke, too, knows he is correct, and he needn't verbally reiterate it; Ryuji, evidently, was doing it FOR him in the way his body was fully RETALIATING against his stubbornness. The athlete's resolve was admirable, COMMENDABLE--- truly, the extent to which they ALL pushed themselves to meet their goals, to achieve their dreams, was deserving of the highest praise imaginable, but what GOOD would it do ANY of them if it landed them a spot in the hospital ?

It's precisely why Yusuke has endeavored to improve his OWN habits, and why he's being a tad PUSHY when it comes to looking after his FRIENDS ( friends ? Not something he thought he'd ever have. It makes it all the more critical that he does this . . . that he takes CARE of them. ) Instead of sitting in the background, observing, too afraid to speak up with how USED to being drowned out and overshadowed, he was, now . . . now ? He's taking the mic HIMSELF.

" You are strong, Ryuji, " Yusuke reassures near immediately, fixing his attention on tearing the lid off the bowl of noodles instead of making Ryuji UNCOMFORTABLE with his gaze ( but Yusuke can tell, even without examining Ryuji like he's some painting with open interpretation hanging in a museum, that he is not in the best condition. Thank goodness Ryuji hadn't been ALONE. )

" In fact, from my recollections of our battles, you are one of the strongest on our team. So, what would you expect us to do WITHOUT you, should you find yourself incapacitated by your own overexertion ? We would be tragically at a disadvantage. " His voice is so gentle, that it seems to wage war for dominance over the rustling of the ramen seasonings, as Yusuke begins to pour, first, the dehydrated vegetables, and then the powdered broth. Sure, it was no AUTHENTIC ramen, but when one was on a budget ( or, a budget spent too heavily on art supplies and statement pieces ), this may as well be the equivalent of a gourmet meal.

He pulls himself up from his seat, long legs carrying him over to the kettle to pour the steaming hot water into the cup. With the noodles now set to gradually soften and cook, it gave Yusuke a chance to somewhat cautiously tend to Ryuji's condition, but . . . with a slow, considerate approach. A damp towel, to start, with cold water that he hoped may aid the rising temperature of his body, and of course, a bottle of water for hydration. It would do him no good to receive a bowl of hot, somewhat SPICY noodles without moderating his temperature first.

" Here. Drink, and rest. Breathe. Your noodles will be ready soon enough. "

[mrshiraethsworld]

A SERVANT'S FRIENDSHIP ━ arthur pendragon ♔

Chapter Twelve - Leap of Faith “When's the last time these were cleaned?” Arthur didn’t hesitate to answer, “Last year sometime. Before the Feast of Beltane.” Lynette pulled a face at the memory as she said, “Not my favorite guest of Camelot.” “Did it end in a food fight?” Merlin asked, both in disgust and mild curiosity. “Don't all feasts?” Arthur asked in jest. Lynette shook her head as she placed her hand on Arthur’s forearm and explained, “Ignore him, Merlin. It was the one feast that wasn’t in his honor. It was being held for a famous knight of a neighboring kingdom. I recall the youngest son of King Pellinore, a man named Percival.” “Well, that makes sense about that one feast.” Merlin conceded but sent a subtle nod to the reconciliation between the two. “Although I wouldn't know. The airs and graces of the court are a mystery to me.” “Not after tonight; they won't be.” Arthur decrees as he walks away toward his wardrobe. “I'm going to be at the banquet?” “Not quite,” Arthur answered. “You'll be there to make sure my cup doesn't run dry. If I have to sit through Bayard's boring speeches, I don't see why you should get out of it.” Lynette shook her head, “His lordship’s speeches are probably the shortest out of everybody who visits.” “True.” Arthur laments before throwing a red leather jerkin toward Merlin. “Be sure to polish the buttons. Do you want to see what you'll be wearing tonight?” “Won't this do?” Merlin asked, looking at his usual attire. “No,” Arthur said with a shake of his head. “Morgana is dressing Lynette and her maid for the feast. Tonight you'll be wearing the official ceremonial robes of the servants of Camelot.” The atrocious attire Arthur held up for Merlin to see caused Lynette to laugh. Merlin looked less amused as he replied, “You can't be serious.” Lynette left the boys to the debate over Merlin’s ‘ceremonial robes.’ Arthur’s comment reminded her she was running late for her girl's evening with Morgana and Gwen to dress for the feast. The girl knew better than to make Morgana wait, especially when the King’s ward picked the outfit. She quickly stopped in her chambers to retrieve the calming drought before leaving. Excited to see what Morgana had in store and happy that she and Arthur understood what the future held. They had hoped, and they had to pray that would be enough.

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[fivepaces]

Poised with an imbedded elegance manifested from countless years of routine, Brimsley halts before the @ldyinsilver. Curiosity tactfully concealed, he observes her impassively. ❝Are you in need of assistance, my lady? ❞

♔― starters

[benjaminxmikaelsonxx]

closed starter for ♔ @rumblcs location ♔ French quater gardens plot ♔ ingrid visit Charlie in the garden Who ♔ Charlie and ingrid

It had been a few days since Charlie found himself restricted to the garden, but the passing time felt like an eternity to him. The confinement weighed heavily on his spirit, making him feel trapped and helpless. The hunger pangs had become a constant companion, a persistent reminder of his limited freedom. Lost in his thoughts, Charlie sat against the wall, absentmindedly rolling a small pebble between his fingers as he gazed out at the garden.

The sound of approaching footsteps drew his attention, and he tensed, unsure of who it could be. A mix of anticipation and reluctance filled him as he turned to see Ingrid stepping into the garden, her presence both welcome and unsettling at the same time. Charlie's expression was a mixture of resignation and curiosity as he watched her approach, unsure of what to expect from her visit.

[ravusnightblossom]

(Moved to new post because legacy/beta format: X ) @badassbarmaid

She caught that quirk in his lips, her own face softening in genuine curiosity. This man commanded armies and help the Empire ruin the world...yet he seemed so normal in the moment. Just like a typical guy talking about mistakes he made in the kitchen. Tifa found herself imagining a young boy trying to cook and getting shooed out of the kitchen by the staff.

“Mm. Seems we have that in common,” she replied with a hum. “My mother knew her way around a kitchen and taught me everything she knew before she died. I strive to keep her memory alive with what I prepare for patrons.” But she did have a soft spot for sweets, herself.

⋞⁘♔⁘⋟     "Did she?" Ravus asked with a softer and genuine interest in his voice. It wasn't uncommon for a parent to teach their child the ways of the kitchen, but it had been in his upbringing, so it was an aspect he viewed as more than a face value fact. Every moment in the kitchens with his mother had become a memory that he would forever cherish, so his mentality simply assumed it was the same for everyone else who could relate.

"Did she teach you only the basics, or the less practiced elements, also? I know a number of the kitchen staff performed practiced such as canning and brewing teas and tinctures, but that was never something taught to me?" He lifted the cloth other the bowl of lemon curd as he spoke, checking on the mixture. It was visually beginning to thicken and he nodded approval to himself.

He paused then, realizing the disconnected empathy one should have felt regarding Tifa's words and he looked toward her, lips pursing. "And... apologies for the passing of your mother," he added more quietly. He could relate to that pain. Now he simply hoped that her end hadn't been at the hands of the Empire in some manner... The guilt of other incidents still weighed on him, knowing beloved family members had fallen at his order, but there was little he was in the position to do about it.  

[bini-chan99]

Yeosang

Yeosang Smut FF

Yeosang Best Friend to Lover

Yeosang Demon, Vampire and Witch FF

Yeosang Mafia and Criminal FF

Yeosang Roommate to Lovers FF

Yeosang Fluff FF

Yeosang Pirate / Siren and Royal / God FF

Yeosang Camboy FF

Yeosang College FF

[hwanyeongkrp]

QUESTION: Do I need to stick to a Korean, Chinese, Japanese, etc. name for my muse?

ANSWER: You definitely do not have to stick to a name that matches your muse’s ethnicity. Since Hwanyeong is its own world, centered in fantasy, we feel like we don’t have to be realistic in that aspect.

QUESTION: Do the realms have different languages?

ANSWER: There is one language throughout Hwanyeong. Each realm may speak a bit differently from each other and have different dialects and accents, but they all speak the same language. If this is something the muns want to expand on, we can definitely take a poll and add it to the lore!

QUESTION: Are there magical creatures in the lore?

ANSWER: There are both regular animals and beasts, and there are mythical animals and beasts in Hwanyeong. The mythical/magical creatures are rare, but they exist! We mention the existence of “beasts” in a few different places, but we don’t want to be too restrictive to anyone’s creativity. So for now, we’d like the leave it a bit open.

QUESTION: What are considered the “main” abilities? What are the sub-abilities? And how many sub-abilities can my muse have?

ANSWER: So, to clear up the main magic and sub-abilities confusion, your muse’s main magical ability would be one of the abilities listed on our magic page, such as astral manipulation, aeromancy, or beast-shifting. Then you are free to choose sub-abilities for these. Some examples:

If your muse has astral manipulation, some sub-abilities could be astral trapping or astral vision.

If your muse has necromancy, some sub-abilities could be blood sense or mediumship.

We’re giving muns the freedom to pick their own sub-abilities because we don’t want to be too limiting! Sorry for the confusion caused by categorizing the main abilities!

You can also have as many sub-abilities as you feel your muse needs. The only stipulation to this is that you must include at minimum THREE [3] weaknesses to combat these, so that nobody’s muse is overpowered.

If you need help finding sub-abilities for your muse, we highly recommend using this site for some suggestions!

QUESTION: Are the skeletons that are called Prince(ss), King, or Queen also considered royalty?

ANSWER: No! Actually, these are just monikers these skeletons have picked up for different reasons. There is only one official monarchy in Hwanyeong, which is The Crown.

QUESTION: Does the roleplay only take place in Sky Castle?

ANSWER: Actually, no! The roleplay’s setting stretches to the entirety of Hwanyeong. Sky Castle is merely the center of the land and where the throne of The Crown is.

QUESTION: What is Hwanyeong’s religion?

ANSWER: There’s actually no set religion in Hwanyeong at all! Citizens are free to believe in whatever they'd like. As time goes on in the roleplay, if muns want to establish set religions, we can do that as well. However, the mention of 'the gods' and 'the spirits' will show up often.

Remember, we love these questions! It helps us better and expand Hwanyeong’s lore! Please feel free to ask any and all questions you have. And we will be happy to help <3

[coroahq]

( taron egerton, cismale, he/they, twenty eight ) ** ♔ announcing NIKOLAI ROMANOV, the GRAND PRINCE OF RUSSIA! in a recent portrait they seem to resemble TARON EGERTON. it is a miracle that HE survived the last five years and for that reason, they are FOR the kingdoms working together. reflecting on them now, they remind me of EASY SMILES THAT CAN SWAY ROOMS, HOW THE SUN RISES AGAIN AND AGAIN DESPITE IT ALL, HE DRINKS AND KNOW THINGS.  

Nikolai Romanov, the Grand Prince of Russia, was a man of commanding presence and quick wit. Standing at just 5'9 feet tall, he was often underestimated by those around him, but he more than made up for it with his sharp intelligence, keen sense of strategy, and fierce loyalty to his people.

Nikolai's love of luxury and sophistication was evident in every aspect of his life, from his opulent clothing to his exquisite taste in wine and spirits.

He is an accomplished equestrian, with a particular fondness for horses and a knack for training and caring for them.

Despite his many hobbies and interests, however, Nikolai was first and foremost a man of duty and honor. He had a keen sense of justice and a strong moral compass, and he was willing to stand up to anyone who threatened the peace and stability of his kingdom.

He is a master of diplomacy and negotiation, able to read people and situations with ease and always seeming to be one step ahead of his enemies.

Nikolai's famous quote, "I drink and I know things," is a reflection of his love of both alcohol and knowledge, and it often proved to be a useful combination in his dealings with others.

He is an avid reader and had a deep curiosity about the world around him, which he used to his advantage when navigating the treacherous waters of court life.

Overall, Nikolay Romanov is a fascinating and complex character.

[ambivalenthq]

announcing the arrival of orina vasys, auryn de salazar, sapphira rajawat and eric fawase to the rite. remember to check out the checklist and get your account in within the next 24 hours or risk the reopening of your roles !

⊹₊♔₊⊹ ( gugu mbatha - raw, cis woman, she + her, 40 / 400, vampire ( blood manipulation ), vulon #1 ) i just saw orina vasys arriving at the rite! the queen from vulon is said to be associated with an embrace that warms you through, an everlasting well of patience and grace, a figure soft as feathers poised for the kill. well, that makes sense considering they are known to be temperate but also gullible. she is feeling conflicted about the rite. written by luna

⊹₊♔₊⊹ ( khadijha red thunder, demi woman, she + they, 28/78, werewolf, raelan #4 ) i just saw auryn de salazar arriving at the rite! the liege from raelan is said to be associated with fanning embers to see if a flame sparks, temptations of indulging curiosities, restlessness leading to a variety of foolish endeavors. well, that makes sense considering they are known to be adventurous but also impulsive. they are feeling indifferent about the rite. written by luna. ( morrigan's wc )

⊹₊♔₊⊹ ( greta onieogou, cis woman, she + her, 31, pumuvell #4 ) i just saw sapphira rajawat arriving at the rite! the princess from pumuvell is said to be associated with fruit and paint stained fingertips, gold threaded accessories giving the appearance of shimmering, soft perfume lingering in the pages of letters. well, that makes sense considering they are known to be graceful but also haughty. she is feeling excited about the rite. written by luna, 30. ( adopted sibling !) 

⊹₊♔₊⊹ ( jacob anderson, cis man, he + him, 34 / 102, witch ( dark magic ) i just saw eric fawase arriving at the rite! the advisor from khahan is said to be associated with a predator in a world of prey, the bite of a snake with no charmer, feelings of superiority. well, that makes sense considering they are known to be adaptable but also manipulative. he is feeling annoyed about the rite. written by luna.

[atomiqueen]

♔ — memes / accepting!

@melancholicdruid said: ❛ let's also not, like, sell our souls instantly. ❜

        lucy's gaze lifts from the writhing tadpole cradled in the palm of her hand, then drift briefly to the dead dwarf on the path. “oh, i—” she's been caught in her curiosity. lucy pulls a small glass phial from a pocket on her jumpsuit and gently urges the little creature inside before securing it with a cork. “i only want to study it,” she says. “we do want to learn more about them, right?”

[jokertrap-ran]

[Gakuen K] Blue Club MAP Choices ③  (Rooftop- Yatogami Kuroh) Translation

*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) *Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist *Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut!

Ran: (I brought it here because I wanted to do some revision during lunch, but I'd never thought that I'd actually forget it here… In any case, I'm glad the wind didn't blow it away.)

Ran: …Hmm?

????: Ha…uu…

Ran: W-What was that? Am I imagining things…?

????: Ha…uu…

Ran: (There's definitely someone here!)

Ran: (W-What is it? A ghost…?)

Ran: …

Ran: (The mere thought of that is scaring me… I'd better hurry back!)

????: Ha…uu…

Ran: …

Ran: (I'm a little curious though…)

Ran: (Maybe I should go check it out and see if it's really a ghost? But if it really is a ghost…)

????: Ha…uu…

Ran: (…They do say that curiosity killed the cat.)

Ran: (Sounds like it's coming from over here? Ah!)

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Kuroh: Ha…uu…

Ran: (Yatogami-kun is wielding a sword… for practice, right?)

Ran: (Huh, so I was just hearing him practice. Somehow, I'm glad that it wasn't a ghost…)

Ran: (It wouldn't be nice to disturb him so I should leave.)

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