#rubldus

     ❝ Misaki? ❞ 

     she’d been busy with a counter scattered ( almost ) messily with colored pencils, when she heard the tell-tale sign of the teen returning back to the bar ( he wasn’t the quietest person but it was endearing ). hopping down from her seat & pushing the stool back into place; she’d approached to greet him as per usual but she’d notice he was hiding something from her view. genuine happy flicks of red encased the boy as he smiled down at her—much bigger if it were possible. the small king was wondering just what was it was he was hiding from her! 

     her eyes lit up once he took hold of her hand & gently squeezed it; she didn’t completely understand but she waited patiently as he squatted down in front of her. an act that she was familiar with izumo doing as he thought of her as HOMRA’s princess. it made a small smile reach her features just thinking about it & while it wasn’t an exact copy, misaki’s had a charm all on it’s own ( trying to reach her as close as possible she guesses ). 

     the moment the words had left; anna’s demeanor brightened up. she knew well enough that no one would forget but there was something genuine about hearing the words. it was another year without mikoto or tatara but there wasn’t sadness—just adoration & she was grateful for still being around for everyone. 

     quietly peeking at the small box being presented, anna gently took her hand out of the boy’s hold to properly open the gift. 

i thought this said baby yata at first and i was like ‘bitch, take him’

【 @rubldus​ sent in】:    ❝ KISSU??? bc he might be lowkey jealous that the deformed muppet got one and he hasn't? ❞

UNPROMPTED FROM A CHIHUAHUA CROW | ALWAYS ACCEPTING 

        He wasn’t sure what the DEMAND was for all the kisses going around, and he certainly wasn’t used to anyone wanting ones from him. To see Yata upset he hadn’t received a kiss from him had indeed left him a little flattered. 

      He grinned, releasing a soft chuckle before bringing the vanguard close and delivering a sweet kiss to his lips. 

OPENING JUNGLE APPLICATION…

Such was the intrinsic law of life, that those with no VOICE would lack the capacity to pursue their dreams, and those who call out the loudest would have the most support in their endeavors, leaving those quiet many to be drowned out without ever getting a chance to try and ROAR.      - - Here stood a FOOL in the den of a BEAST - fire red RED RED as the day the world burned, NO BLOOD, NO BONE - not even ASH to be found in the desolate husk that was once a metropolis full of those too quiet to be heard over the cacophony of a KING. A boy who cried for a place to belong - a crow who saw a light and thought it was a treasure, unaware that the SUN WOULD BURN HIM TO THE GROUND.This was an admirable man, one who he would have welcomed at his table with open arms, such a steadfast and loyal player to his faction, making up justice to suit his needs as he saw fit.     The crackle of unharnessed currents spat at pale skin, heightened amusement in the form of excess power as a singular placid sea reflected the show of force, silent and offering no protest as the chaste collision of heat even refused to budge the Vanguard from his perch.

A split at the seams, unraveling to reveal a graveyard of pointed pearlescent headstones, as the LIGHTNING BEAST laid his fangs bare, a sudden surge ripping the shade from static locks, and he leaned forward, leather straps digging harshly into delicate white fabric.

                  “I will not, Yata Misaki.                                 I will not stop contacting you.           If you truly despise my company,                     then why would you encourage it with affection?  I did not agree to the terms of the trade before you acquiesced,                so I will be taking this kiss, and will continue to do as I please.“

【 @rubldus​  requested】:    ❝ “I’ve always wanted to thank you, but was never sure how.” / FOR HELPING HIM FIGHT THE GREENS AND FIND ANNA IN MISSING KINGS ❞

SOFT SENTENCE STARTERS || ACCEPTING 

           He’d   be   lying   if   he   were   to   say   he   wasn’t   expecting   a   show   of   gratitude from   the   RED’S   third   in   command   .     It  certainly   wasn’t  needed  ,  but   Kuroh  appreciated  it   nonetheless.   He   and   Neko   could   have   never   been   able   to   sit   aside   while   Anna   lay await   to   possible   danger   .   It   was   simply   ,   the   right   thing   for   them   to   do   . There   is   a   light   that   be   seen   in   the   black   dog’s   blue   eyes   ,   a   gentle   smile   in response   to   the   vanguard’s   display . 

AND WHERE A KING ADVANCES;;                 IS WHERE YOU STAND - -

                          “Oya - - ?”

Deep within the frigid chasm of decorum and innate comprehension of the state of things around him, stood a man DECLARED A KING, his crown a jagged noose dangling by the merciless thread of humanity.      Countless strings, crimson strings, wrapped tight about the blade of his spirit - and it was each, by his own choosing, that had the capacity to CRUSH the metal to shrapnel if the spiderweb of fate was disturbed even slightly.      It was one such thread, WILD AND FIERCE AND AFLAME, that had proudly, effortlessly, cracked the sword down the center, small abrasions beneath the surface allowing such a feat - and for that, the gelid monarch had hoped never to create such SMALL WORLDS for himself again, lest his path be blocked entirely.       AND YET, HERE YOU ARE.                        CHAOS WITHIN MY SANCTUM.Unfettered pride a whirlwind of emotion, of VIOLENT DISREGARD for the order by which he sought so desperately to protect, breath and heat and aggravation a cocktail by which he had no tolerance for.   Restrained violets alit with surprise for only a fraction of an already fleeting moment, as power incarnate became the lithe fingers coiling around the youth’s collar, forcing him to cry havoc and insult straight into the jaws of the beast.            MISCOMMUNICATION WAS NO LONGER AN OPTION.                                 (Fine then.)But, he would not again need to wash sacred life off his derelict means of sight - no, he was capable of unforgiving heat, as well, disallowing the vanguard god-given air for a few moments longer than was duly moral, before releasing him back to the wild.

                         “Take that as what you will, Yatagarasu-kun.            Understand what you will.                                It is no longer my responsibility to shield you, if you insist on invading my sanctum like this.”