#heroesverse

       Night had settled in some time ago, making the palace and the grounds about it nearly silent aside from the stray guard here or there as they lurked about. And he wasn’t an exception, his shoes sliding softly over the grass as he followed an invisible path he had memorized months ago while his palms rested idly upon the hilt of the sword strung to his hip. While other complained about being assigned to guarding the castle overnight, he never really minded. It hadn’t been that long since he had made the journey here to serve the royal family in Okita’s place, and nightmares of his former master’s death still kept him up anyway. Given that, there was still quite a bit he didn’t actually know about most of the people who resided here - he’d tried to do his research of course, but he had been rushed to arrive on time and had mostly just tried to gather everything by listening in on some of the other soldiers gossip...it really hadn’t helped him much. Tugging the hem of his scarf to shield his neck from the bitter wind, he lifted a gaze just in time to see a figure sneaking (fleeing, he’s not quite sure) around in the moonlight. Picking up his pace, he made to try to cut the other off, his voice stern as it left his throat: 

  ⌜  lord corrin! ⌝    from the mixture of her words that escaped her parted lips, was a rush of excitement, when the notice of whom entered the room - caught the curious eyes of the young maid.  ⌜ surprise! ⌝ she greeted the other - giggling so much that the noise of her laughter could be very contagious or annoying, depending on who took it. 

 but she cared not - all she was happy for was to see the young royal before her.  ⌜ i’ve missed you so much! - ⌝ she had practically jumped out for him, wrapping both of her arms around him, to hug her precious lord close.  ⌜  i am so happy that you are fairing well.  ⌝  she told him as she looked up to him from out of the hug. 

munday | accepting !

What RP trends are you so over and can’t wait for it to die?

Man. I suck at this one. Cause the moment you ask it, I have little idea what is considered a trend and which isn’t. Uh, I guess the first come in with small icons?

I don’t think they will ever die for one but!! I want to say I don’t mind the icons being small but when they are... Super small, like really small. That is when I got a problem. Cause It makes It pretty hard for me to see what even going on in the icon, and If the PSD is too light or too dark, it really isn’t helping my eyes whatsoever. 

Got any memorable threads on here? Care to mention a few

And one that comes into my head now is the threads I’m having with you. Yes you, quinn. If anything! It has to be the very first thread we had together, which was with Flannel and Nishiki! Yeah, Its nothing too crazy aside from the two going @ each other but still? I really do enjoy it a lot since... Like I said It was our first thread and somewhat got us talking a bit NOT MUCH BUT A BIT AT FIRST.

Tag someone you love/look up to!

Time for bell to be gay everybody.

@heroesverse | lol shocker it's you, can’t believe this birch is somebody I love a lot. Okay, but I love you Quinn thank you for dealing with me every day, playing splatoon with me too and the numbers of calls we get into. You mean a lot to me and I do consider you one of my best friends but I know you already know this.

@sireneia N!!! I love him so much!!! I love talking to him whenever we are given the chance too, whether It's us talking about our muses, video games, or dating sims. I really have a lot of fun with him!!! He’s one of the oldest friends I’ve ever made in this community, tbh If he wasn’t here Idk where I would have been without him.

Kaze was silent as he continued to fuss with the youngest prince's hair. He knew that Kaiyo didn't think of himself as a prince, there were people who wouldn't care about that. If anything were to happen to him, the ninja wouldn't be able to forgive himself. It would be worse than when Saturn was kidnapped. With Saturn, he had little to no emotional connection. Kaiyo on the other hand, he had connected with and had that connection.

"Of course I worry about you. You're more than a prince to me, you're a friend." He laughed softly at Kaiyo's jab.

Corrin tilted his head, she’d be up for a few more hours as well … ? Why ? … he was curious but he wouldn’t ask, that’s her business. Maybe she has problems sleeping just like he does. Though he nodded his head in response to her asking him to join her, going on a walk around the camp sounds nice.

“ Sure, I wouldn’t mind. It would probably be best this way … My siblings and retainers get on edge if I’m alone at night so this should put them at ease “

Though maybe some of his retainers were watching him ? He didn’t know for sure since Kaze usually lurked in the shadows and he made little attempt to look for him now. He just let him hide and watch him. Everyone else’s retainers were more out in the open so Corrin always thought it was strange how hidden his were, oh well. He had Selena to keep him company, even if it was in silence.

       “Ugh, I know. I don’t need a reminder, I know how apprehensive they get.”

    The woman crossed her arms, mouth tugging down into a slight frown. Best she stopped while she was ahead lest she say something regrettable. Though it may have already been too late for that. Having asked him to stay silent as they walked together allowed for silence to wash over them. An uncomfortable one at that. For her at least. Gods, now she’d have to amend that...

At last, weeks had been spent trying to will away the many walls Soren had inevitably put up since the first day Libra found him outside the gates of the monastery. Other than the dark eyes, strange outfit and menacing demeanor, Libra would like to think himself rather skilled in reading others through their eyes. Soren’s bore familiar lines----ones he remembered seeing when he looks in the mirror during his childhood---wrecked and injured with wounds invisible to the naked eye. It wasn’t pleasant to live with guilt, Libra was a firm survivor of one ( and soon, another, the moment he sets out with his group of Friars to Emmeryn’s rescue ) but those days were years away. For now, what concerned him was the present, and this man, sitting on his desk like he was glued to it; an eccentric at best, immersed in books and nothing else.