#royaltywritten

[dulledwolf]

@royaltywritten​ > THE SHADOW’S PAST IS ALWAYS PRESENT.

“You say that, but..--”

Ear twitched slightly as she stared up at the wolf she had found out to be Ozbane and not Legoshi. She felt slightly uncomfortable around him, but that didn’t mean she was going to simply walk away. She couldn’t help the curiosity that tugged her towards him so that she could find out more about him.

His way of thinking was unlike Legoshi’s, so she knew that she couldn’t speak to him in the same way, but still she had to say her own piece. Hand is brought up to the back of her head where she gently rubbed and thought about how she could word what she wanted to say.

“I think that there are people who are genuinely monsters who only care about hurting others and there are people who are genuine heroes who try to save others.” Legoshi in her eyes was her hero who saved her when she’d been kidnapped by the Shishigumi and the monster who had taken her away was nothing more than a monster.

“There’s a gray area, sure, but I don’t think that things are broken.”

They could smell that uncertainty on her ; sense it in the way she moved. How she kept distant with them, both verbally but also physically. Far, yet she tried to step closer in her own ways. What a strange, persistent little rabbit she was.

“...oh, things are broken. It just takes a bit of digging to unearth it ; the world likes to hide those things.” they trailed off, their tongue moving to idly rub along one of their fangs. Like Legoshi, Ozbane had their own ticks ; though they mostly fiddled with their claws and teeth when thinking.

They stared down at Haru now, eyes looking, well, far off. As though Ozbane had checked out for a second ; but they were still present. Listening. They inhaled lightly, then spoke so bluntly, yet calmly,

“You seem very relaxed for someone who’s realised that I’ve taken the place of your,” Oz paused, considered, “lover.”

[surviiived]

@royaltywritten​ 🖤’d {Emma}~

The Prospector sidestepped out of the way right as the Geisha tried to attack him with her fan. At her misstep, she accidentally set foot right into the magnetic ring Norton’s special device had on the ground, and the survivor took that moment to repel her against the wall and stun her. While she was unable to move, Norton dashed towards where the Gardener sat trapped in a rocket chair. She had only been in there for a little bit, not even reaching the halfway point. 

Norton quickly untied her from the chair just as the Geisha recovered from the stun. He swore lightly under his breath; not enough time... He had tide turner, true, but he doubted Emma would make it to safety before the effect ended and left her incapacitated. 

With a light grit of his teeth, he ran right in front of the hunter as she dashed towards Emma, getting hit with her fan instead of the Gardener. He could contain the Geisha until Emma got to safety.

“Run!”

[kyousei-archive]

��    ❝... Haineko? I’m sorry, I don’t have anymore sake for you to bring back to Matsumoto-fukutaichou. Though... Hitsugaya-taichou might thank me for that later.❞

          // @royaltywritten​ // haineko

[aninevitablemultimuse]

Starter for @royaltywritten!

Even Kenma had to admit that training camps were pretty fun. Very tiring, but fun. The chance to play against people he didn't usually play against, that was definitely fun.

Having to move around for so many hours of the day, so many days in a row. That was less fun. At least there were breaks, and evening down time. Plenty of opportunities for Kenma to pull out his phone, DS, PSP, or switch.

This time, he'd opted for his switch. He had fossils to find and an island to maintain, after all. It was good to focus on something other than volleyball for a bit. He could almost zone out.

Almost. Not quite enough to not notice Yachi getting closer to him. Kenma waited, only quickly glancing up at her to judge if she was approaching him or just moving past, then his eyes went right back down to his screen. When it didn't look like she was going to move past him, he offered a quiet almost greeting, still looking at his game.

"Do you need something?"

[yasashihanyou]

THE SHAPE OF YOUR AGONY

GHOSTS

Your pain takes the shape of ghosts, haunting you, always there. No one would believe you if you told them, or understand even if they did. You don't know how to make them go away, or what they want. They just follow you, casting shadows over all you do, being your fears and the embodiment of all you've lost or are afraid of losing. They can't touch you though... Can they?

tagged by: n/a yanked it from an old blog of mine!!

tagging (get ready for a long list!! ) :  @archeracrosstime / @nioiidamaa / @akuumo​ / @tcnseigad​ / @theshapeofyouu​ [ Toga ] / @inumcm​ / @feralfang​ / @sekishin​ / @ka-go-me​ / @royaltywritten​ [ Kikyou ] / @greatinu​ / @kyonkycn​ / @kagomiko​ / @kyudome​ / @chxmpionofjustice​ / @crdcptxr​ / @curseled​ / @bazuritai​ / 

[taskfocused]

@royaltywritten​

In one of the practice games, Akaashi let Anahori, their first year setter, play with the regulars this time around. And even after two years of playing with them, there were occasions he wanted to study their dynamic on the side. Find gaps, improve in a consistent manner and continue growing as a team for the future.

The coach trusted in the setter to make rational, quickfire decisions during games. It was a team play, but most of the make-or-break moments were up to the setter. It wasn't as flashy or inspiring like a wing spiker, but the team also trusted him for the flow of their game.

And immersed in the match, he didn't notice someone who was as immersed heading in his direction. They both snapped out of their trances when Akaashi felt someone bump into him. 

He blinked once at the absence of the figure in front of him. Then, he looked down to see a familiar face. “Ah, one of Karasuno's manager's... Yachi Hitoka-san, right? My team's managers told me about you. I'm sorry, I was watching on the match that I wasn’t aware. Are you alright?”

[chisupamoved]

(    *    & .    —   touched starved // @royaltywritten​​ said:❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞ ( from hitoka to issei )

He took her hand   “hey..”   Issei squeezed at her hand, “we can take it as slowly as you like...” He didn’t mind, he liked her enough for them to take it slowly. He was far from the type to ever push someone to do something, more so Hitoka.    “We can just hold hands..it’s okay.”

[galaxythixf]

Cont. || X || @royaltywritten​

“It’s fine, I get it.” It was a little bit of a hassle trying to keep up with their designated ‘master’ but then again, the way Midori explained all of this was sketchy at best anyway. At the very least he was glad that he didn’t get stuck with someone unbearable. Sara didn’t seem like a bad person and it was neat that that they were around the same age --- or at least presumably so. If he had any memory prior to his death maybe he’d be able to fill in that information himself. “We should probably be careful anyway, there’s Obstructors all over the place that we have to be wary of. Or maybe even traps to be mindful of.” The doll’s eyes avoided hers with ease, expression rather discouraged if anything. Normally he didn’t look like he could really be bothered by much but he was genuinely ... disappointed. He was more than aware that he was just a doll but he still felt human. If his only way out of here was just to betray her, he wasn’t sure he could follow through with that. Should he tell her the truth? “Should we look on a different floor next? I’d tell you to take a break but I doubt now is the time for that ... “

[starrymused]

@royaltywritten 

Now, there was a princess if he had ever seen one! Correcting his posture and ensuring that his clothing wasn’t crinkled, Arthur kneels before her. Excalibur by his side, he bows his head before the fair lady.

“It is an honor to be in your presence, Your Highness. I am Arthur Boyle, the Knight King that has been sent from Company 8. I am sorry for disturbing you like this, but there was nobody around to escort me here.” So he had taken matters into his own hands and made it to the throne room himself.

All thanks to his ninja skills! 

[dulledwolf]

Must I pretend that I am someone else for all time

Ozbane stood, frozen -- realising, with a very sickening sensation that curled in their gut, that Haru had seen them.

Shirtless ; truly, shirtless, without their binder on that flattened their chest. Ozbane looked pale, as pale as their white fur could look, as though they wanted to be ill. They seemed to start back into things, because they hurriedly moved to, cover their chest with that binder, not putting it back on, but just, using it to cover themselves.

That heaviness on their shoulders, pressing into them ; Ozbane couldn’t breathe, not completely.

[fortunesweep]

                                        @royaltywritten for sousuke !

       every time he sees her, sousuke always feels inclined to go say hi --- and by that he reaches over to take her ponytail and lean down so he can now use it as an impromptu mustache.

[toughenedcore]

@royaltywritten​ said ; ‘ mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick! ’ ( from Emma to whoever you want. sidufh ) / from *   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

                 Blood dripped from the mercenary´s various wounds as he kept on walking ahead, his legs begging him to rest as he had been endlessly running all around the map. Such was the exhaustion that Naib already lost the count of how many times he had to run all across the map to the opposite side to get to certain spots in order to save his teammates. Although his legs were barely working, his arms remained strong as he carefully carried Emma on his back, almost as if his body was simply refusing to let her go unless he was sure that she arrived safely back to the manor and away from the proximities in which they have left the hunter behind.

He took a few deep breathes, almost as if whenever his chest inflated, it was the combustible he needed in order to make him keep on going, and it was exactly in between one of those deep breathes when Emma suddenly broke the silence in between the two of them, a silence that was the product of exhaustion from both of them having fought till the very end.

"----....What---" His lips parted open for a split second as he unconsciously stopped on his tracks, wondering just---- what did she just say? it took only 5 seconds for Naib to release an abrupt little laugh over her comment.

"Bloody hell.... It sure did hurt like fucking hell!" He replied with a chuckle as tensed eyebrows gently relaxed and those stitched lips of his curved upwards into a smile as he returned to his previous walking pace while still laughing over her funny choice of words; "You were amazing though...." A pause followed by as the laughter started to fade away, and now a blissful expression could be seen in his eyes;

        "I wouldn´t be here if you didn´t come for me at the end....

                                                                          ....Thank you, Emma"

[kyousei-archive]

     ❝Aw, what a cutie...❞ he coos, crouching to meet the level of the shiba inu that had thought him a sucker for petting any lonely dog that may have crossed his path. It was half right -- Emil scratched behind the shiba’s ears and under its chin until it seemed thoroughly contented. 

     ❝And to think a punk like you would’ve gotten eaten back in Norway. Bet you have an easy life pretending to be this pup.❞

          // @royaltywritten​ // toshiaki

[yourdearhart]

kiss ( from haru for their time during high school. ;)) )

Drabble prompts

“kiss” - your muse passionately kisses mine on the lips

Haru still had not finished chiding him for his lack of caution. Grudgingly, he could admit her reaction to his shedding had been predictable: it looked pretty gruesome to an animal who wasn’t accustomed to antlers and their anatomy. But this was just a bruise--albeit a particularly large and painful one.

“I thought the point of stage combat was not to hit each other,” she said, digging through the mini-fridge by the desk.

“It is,” Louis huffed sourly, looking over at the window. “But some students get overly enthusiastic. It’s fine.” It might not have been so bad, if it hadn’t come from an animal two years older and bigger than him. “It’s hardly going to kill me.”

“But it hurts,” Haru said, emerging from the fridge and wrapping something in a towel.

“So?”

“So? That’s bad.” She hopped up on the table beside where Louis was leaning, and pressed the towel to his upper arm. It felt like it was full of frozen peas.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping. So it doesn’t hurt as much.” Louis just stared at her with those big deer eyes, a slight furrow in his brow, then took the wrapped frozen thing from Haru’s hands and kissed her deeply.

“What are you doing?” she asked when they broke apart.

“Was it not obvious? Here, let me be clearer.” He put the makeshift ice pack aside and leaned in; Haru allowed him to pull her into his arms. “I think you’re right,” he said in a low voice when they caught their breath. “It does hurt less now.”

Haru struck him ineffectually in the shoulder with the heel of her hand, but a smile twitched on her lips.

“Come on, I know you aren’t that unused to people caring about you,” she said. Instead of responding, Louis kissed her again.

[karaktcrs]

@royaltywritten​ // Sara!!

He has checked if the link is correct at least 20 times-- and has been staring at the message in general for at least 4 times as many minutes. It’s time to just go for it. What could possibly go wrong? Ahaha, let’s not think about that. Without allowing himself to be nervous for even a second longer, he clicks send. Now it’s time to hope for the best.

[Text to: The Best Best Best Friend!!] (A link)

[tetsuuki]

@royaltywritten​ liked for a starter for Hitoka!

. 哲 .

“My apologies. Didn’t mean to startle you.” She was rather tiny compared to him. ...It was pretty cute. But that wasn’t important. Tetsuya stared at her for a few intense moments before he noticed he was staring. “I was wondering if you knew how to get to the closest bookstore?” He may be a little lost.