#draconigena440

[razorfst]

@draconigena440 wanted a form of shippy angst starter

Andrei had been dreading this day. At home it had always been something to fear because he no control and he still didn't. But here, no one was close enough for him to hurt, not really. At least that was what he had to tell himself as he tried to remain calm. When he was with his father, the basement with silver chains was what he needed even if it didn't always work. It was something and he had begged to at least have something similar. They were in a castle, it shouldn't be hard. Andrei had scoped out the furtherest area in the castle that he could lock himself away in. He only hoped he wasn't followed, but he knew he was. Andrei could smell his grandfather near by his his bones started to crack. It always hurt more when he tried to fight it. And he was, wanting to make sure he could make it to lock himself away. "What are you doing?" He growls out, almost a roar mixing in as he fights the shift. Green eyes were glowing gold as he looked over at him, bracing himself on the wall before he kept moving forward. "You shouldn't be here, I know you want to help." He winces, finding the dungeon and slamming the door behind him without his grandfather. He wanted to keep him out. "Go!"

[kingcenred]

❝I wouldn't find the need to tell you 'I told you so' if you weren't so allergic to admitting I'm right.❞ (I saw this and thought, 'This is so them!')

@draconigena440

"I'm not allergic to admitting you're right," he huffed, but his lips twitched upwards slightly. "It is just so rare that you are right, that I never have to admit it," he drawled, relaxing back against his throne as he waved over the nearest servant. "Come on, have a drink with me," his smile grew.

[quietresistance]

                      a basket piled high with soiled linens balanced upon a hip, katerina almost slipped several times upon the still dew damp grass.   it was a picturesque morning, fog hanging low in the sky, the beauty of it making her heart sing.   humming a song softly, she saw something which gave her pause, the young woman, folding her arm across the top of the fence and leaning upon it.     ❝  what are you doing?  ❞     humor lay heavy in her voice, clearly almost unable to keep from laughing. ╲ @draconigena440

[fortitudina]

draconigena440 asked: 🐻 Honestly

Send 🐻 for “MOTHER OF GOD PLEASE DON’T EAT ME–”

I'm not scary! I'm an anxious caffeinated bean...

@draconigena440 HOW INTIMIDATING AM I? / ACCEPTING

[itisweselton]

✍️

"Just who are you exactly? And why do your mannerisms seem to hearken from an earlier period?" asked Edgar.

[apurekindness]

The last thing Kiara expected was for Vladimir to crouch down before her, and a wave of shyness coursed through her. There was something rather intimate about how clearly he could see the pain on her expression from his position. And yet, when he spoke of his own childhood, she understood.

She reached out, not knowing if she should, and nervously yet affectionately clasped one of his hands with her own. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. Still, despite his assurance that she owed him nothing, she would endeavour to work hard and ensure she did not let him down.

"I am glad to hear it," Vladimir said when Kiara said she was a hard worker and a quick study. "But Artur is right, I am far from a cruel and immovable person so I will not expect you to work yourself into the ground. The knight then cocked his head a bit when she looked down to swallow her emotions and used the desk to get to his feet and around it before carefully couching down in front of her so he could have her look him in the eyes and see how he truly felt her pain.

"Until I was thirteen years old I only could dream of knowing my brother, sister, and mother." He said as he let a few tears show when he thought about his traumatic past. "And even then it was only because the Gods saw fit to bring me back to the very place where I was born and on a day when my brother and mother happened to be in the courtyard. You do not owe me a word."

[donutdollie]

@draconigena440​ sent:         "Being able to save their life so they can live, I think it’s rewarding." (He was in the Red Army as a doctor during WWII but after Auschwitz he saw the writing on the wall and a chance to go home.)

            “  I  WOULD  THINK  IT  WOULD  be,  saving  people.  “          Medical  personnel  continually  held  her  admiration  for  their  work,  something  she  deeply  doubted  she  would  be  capable  of  sustaining.     While,  especially  since  entering  Germany,  she’d  been  called  upon  to  assist  medics  and  nurses  in  helping  refugees  and  occasionally  done  so  entirely  on  her  own,  doing  so  day  in  and  day  out  was  vastly  different.           “  You  must’ve  saved  quite  a  few.  “

[insaniamcura-a]

   “ i can feel you judging me , you know . ” glance cast down for only a moment as she attempts to recollect herself . face returns to stoic form and she lifts her chin to meet his eyes once again . “ am i really to blame that your awareness seems to stretch the entire forest . all the other men have yet to notice i’m here but you , that should at least win me something in that regard . i stirred more attention before . ”

      @draconigena440​ gets a starter .

[warringpeace]

STARTER for @draconigena440​‘s V.ladimir muse: lucrezia | verse: s1

Though one of her brothers was the Gonfaloniere of the Papal army, the Templar Knights seemed to be a different branch. They were far more mysterious, in her opinion, and according to her other brother, some too vows of silence to show how devoted they were to the cause. Vladimir was one such knight, and he seemed to have been assigned to the papal residences lately. Barely a week after he father had been named as Pope, and he already had enemies. Lucrezia studied the man with curiosity, her head tilting to the side. A curious little bird, that was what she was, but she saw no harm in it. “What difference is there between the Templars and the Papal army, Sir Vladimir?” she finally asked, uncertain of whether to call him by his first or his last name.

[owedbcttcr]

“I knew I shouldn’t go… 'cause when the victors rewrite history, it’s just another kind of war, waged after the battlefield killing is done… to murder the memory of the defeated.” (Connie)

“That is the way the world turns.”  Not one she liked or condoned, but inevitable as much as the rise and set of the sun every day.  The victors would indeed decide the course of history, show their path as set from the beginning whether it was them or their enemies.  It didn’t matter.  “If you don’t want to see it, it would be better to just hide away than to stay or go or whatever you have in mind.”

asks    ——    accepting

[razorfst]

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

Liv Birthday 2k24

THANK YOU SO MUCH ❤️

[kingcenred]

“I’m /fine/!”

@draconigena440

"Right. You're just perfectly fine," he drawled, sarcastically, and he rolled his eyes backwards so far they seemed to disappear into the back of his head. "I know you don't want to, but you really should let my Druid Physician have a look at you. He's very good, he's saved my life on multiple occasions."

[bertievi]

"Happy birthday my dearest little one," Vladimir said with all the love he held for all his descendants but especially the ones he and his little family of immortals let close.

Bertie’s Birthday

The King smiled at the birthday wishes, chuckling to himself for still being called a ‘little one’ and partly glad there was no one else to hear it for the jokes he would get from it. “Thank you, it is -very --kind of you.”

[aelfred]

I LOVE The Last Kingdom and David's portrayal (hope you don't mind a random ask, I kinda stalk you lol).

David is amazing and was really amazing in Season 3. I have a lot of friends still watching, so I won’t spoil.  But, I was really impressed. I lean more towards Vikings Alfred and Ferdia Walsh-Peelo but I really love the TLK Alfred too and I don’t mind :) 

[itisweselton]

📝✨ (I still wanna RP with you. If you don't want to you can just ignore this)

//Hello there. I want to RP with you too. I think it'll work since your Lancelot is immortal and we can start a new thread in the Duke's time period in the 1800s. So yes I'm up for a new thread. :)

[razorfst]

He knew there were things his grandfather had tucked up his sleeves, knowledge from years gone passed that could help him. Or so he was told by his father. Andrei had to see it for himself as for now? Well, it was just words. A nod was given as he listens, at least accepting the fact that a room would be prepared as it was needed and he wasn't about to argue with that. "I don't know anything about wards....So I'll leave that to you and hope they work." Andrei replies with a small shrug as he stats to follow him out. "....I don't know if I'd look at it like that but...I hope." That's all he had at this point, hope in the man he only recently met as family.

Vladimir was quiet for a few moments as he did calculations in his head before smiling softly at his grandson, "I am going to be preparing a room for you to go into when you start to transition." He said in English. "The Wards I am going to use have to be calculated just right otherwise it would put us both in danger when it is time." He motioned for the younger man to follow him out of the stables. "You have the blood of legends in your veins little one and this very land will learn to respond to you in time."