#cursedguardian

@cursedguardian asked: 25. what’s your guilty pleasure genre to write in rp? ; – 𝗨𝗡𝗨𝗦𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗠𝗨𝗡 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 !

i fucking love angst. any form of it, any flavor, GIVE IT TO ME. i love writing stuff with a lot of pain that forces a character to grow and change. i love stuff that is scary and painful. stuff that grows a ship in the worst way.

"i grew up knowing i'm less than them."

A look of worry across her face, Elsa had her hands covering over her mouth in shock as she witness the accident. Although it wasn't as dangerous as life threatening, Elsa still witness... well this woman not looking at where she was heading and walked right into one of the smaller trees.

Although they were having a conversation about how the stranger ended up here, Elsa didn't mean to cause the new comer to become distracted mid-chat and to come face first into a tree. Removing her hands, Elsa finally begins to walk towards the other, bending down onto one knee to try and take a look at any possible damage.

The gentleman stops at the door, one hand resting over the other. "There is one other student who will be mentored alongside you. He's . . . in a similar situation as you are. Faculty believes that introducing you two and sharing similar experiences will be good for him . . ."

Thusly, he twists the handle of the door, and it opens with a long and outspoken creak, revealing a mostly sparse classroom with a small arrangement of comfortable longing chairs and seats. The massive window spanning the length of the wall parallel to the wall captures the beauty of an open ocean, where Blueberry Academy dwelt. Standing before it, a boy seems deeply entranced by the view, his gaze shining with a wonderment.

Sitting in a nearby lounging chair is a woman, her legs crossed and a tablet in her arms. She smiles a greeting at Jade and the assistant, just as the boy nearby whips around.

The moment he makes eye contact, he steps away from the window, the childish curiosity replaced with a stoic and shy look.

                  HE COULD HEAR the disgruntled howls of the baron even over the roar of magic that pulsed violent waves of purple hued energy towards the portal. it was bitterly distracting, and daigo knew his time would be cut short. again and again and again he would try; giving up wasn't an option. it would be a DOOM to the island, to his people, to his family. let him be nothing more than a smear of blood left before he let anything happen. he could stop this at the s o u r c e if they would all just stop getting in his way.

        a yelp signaled the flee, and with a shout, daigo ripped his arms back, cutting off the flow, feeling it slam into him with retaliation. teeth were gritted behind his mask, but eyes revealed nothing but contempt. the energy hummed and his fingertips burned. darkness drew around his fingers, and he wheeled upon his heels with intention of flinging it at whoever disturbed his progress.

                      them.

        infuriating - he was forced to fling the remaining power into the earth, scarring grass with ink like scorn. it was time to make his departure. if he looked too long, he might f e e l that horrible itch that crawled up his spine. worry. concern. what they were trying to give him, but daigo couldn't allow. it would be distracting.

         did no one realize he was doing this for them?

             footsteps began to draw him away, something sizzling a fire in his chest. anger, perhaps. he wasn't sure. he did know he needed to LEAVE, and he was preparing the general teleport spell he had grown accustomed to ( the very one he instilled into the masks that kane's men wore ). don't look, don't look. if he saw jade and kendo's faces... daigo wouldn't allow his focus to shift.

"ON YOUR LEFT--!" Rumi warned, her sword cutting through an oni that was just about to land a hit on Jade.

          "JADE JADE JADE JADE!" excited belting as the cheerleader trekked up to the shogun's. it was the pink haired sibling she found first, so it was jade who would have to deal with haylee's exuberance for the time being ( if she had found kendo first, it would have been him... ). the unfortunate fact of the situation was if haylee were to UNDERSTAND what she was about to do, she wouldn't have approached jade regarding this. she might not have gone to either, but instead would have reluctantly gone to hope...

                        the thing was, she didn't want hope to know what she had done.

        arms held tight to an item w r a p p e d carefully in a blanket. the blonde wasn't out of breath though she was breathing heavily. mostly from the rush; adrenaline was still spiked. she might have gone and snooped around daigo's citadel... something she was told not to do ( yet ), but had opted to go and endeavor.

        what? the academy was fun but sooooometimes it was too boring.

                     "so... uhm. i know you and kendo were from... before." she winced. okay, she could handle this wayyyyy better. "masked meadows, i mean. so uhm. don't tell the teachers, but i sooooort of decided to go on a little mission on my own, and i found this buried in some rubble at the citadel. i... thought maybe it was special to your town so i figured maybe you might like to have it..."