#saperaud

Positivity!

m y two favsSS

saperaud:

AMAZING KAMUI. h onestly their portrayal of her is pretty s pot on if i dO SAY SO MYSELF. their writing is flawless and interactions are always so fun and i w ish we talked m ORE <333 we should definitely interact n b friends pls <3 come into camilla’s tiddy embrace <33

ladeceit​:

canon joker tbh. r u the writer for his character? cuz if ur not ur lying. case closed. 

NO BUT SERIOUSLY LIKE??? THEY’RE SUCH A GOOD JOKER IT’S INSANE I LOVE THEM! I wanna interact more pls and talk and share uR TALENT WITH ME LIKE EXCUSE ME U CANT JUST HOARDE IT ALL TO URSELF….S PARE SOME WITH US P EASANTS……

make my muse blush!

     “D-don’t say that so loudly!”

   Oh, she was a pro at getting a reaction out of him, almost as much as she was at getting away with it. 

    Reddening visage covered with a single hand, Cyrus tried desperately to conceal his embarassment. Cute was not how he felt about his old self. He could visualize how seriously he took the role; nevertheless, the corners of his mouth could be seen curving into the most subtle of smiles. It was both a mixture of supressed amusement and happiness that she recalled something that seemed so far buried in the past. 

Silence shrouded over the throne room. Ryouma occupied a vacant spot near the throne itself, as usual. Much like his presence, worrisome thoughts occupied the space within his mind. He strived for the honest && noble goal of maintaining peace and becoming as great of a samurai as his father. As a result, he has been forced to relinquish a great majority of feelings along his way. He worried of the possibility of his siblings catching on. Were they? Did they feel mutually?

                              ❝ What if I can’t save them..? What if I’m not strong enough?                                              What if. . . I’m throwing everything away? ❞

Strong hands clenched the hilt of his blade. Eyes shifted from the empty environment to his feet. Ryouma nearly drifted further into the dark quarters of his mind-- until the sound of a footstep startled him. Kamui. His beloved sister. She was close enough to have heard the entire speech. The only look he could bare was that of guilt and difficulty. The elder brother couldn’t even manage to ask of the duration of her presence.

thirst for gaius or

saperaud said: excuse me