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[kurosis]

red-string-assassin kurosis

“Just when I thought you were finally out of my hair…”

listen, i have 7 feet of hair, freckles.

if you think you can ‘get me out of your hair’ you’re in for some real disappointment.

hair is 40% of what i’m about

[exgladixtor]

DRAKON IS A FURRY - 2017

[voyagerofthesun]

@red-string-assassin : taken from here

“It’s actually a very interesting story!”

Cue Sinbad parking himself on the nearest bench, apparently enjoying the ‘nice breeze’ caused by his most recent mishap.

[amcldherrsaiqa-arc]

nisiwohuo replied to your post “         Where have I been today? Work & obsessing over yugi-oh duel...”

hakuryuu voice: nerd

YOU A NERD.

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NICE

ITS BECOME AN ADDICTION

red-string-assassin replied to your post:        Where have I been today? Work & obsessing...

{{I’ve barely put Duel links down since they added GX

RIGHT?!?! WE SHOULD FRIEND EACH OTHER!

[aranyhidx]

Esra sighed, albeit softly. Honestly... Ja'far was a hard worker, something she'd come to learn rather well since she'd found her way to Sindria, but to work through two meals in one day? Sinbad had advised her to simply let the man work, to not bother him, but after tugging his ear until he got to his own work, she'd found herself unable to rest without doing something for her son's closest friend.

And yet, this was not the sight she'd expected to find when she'd taken a tray of food into the official's office. Stacks of papers and scrolls practically lined his desk, the man himself staring at the document he'd been working on for god knows how long with such intensity she was surprised it hadn't caught on fire yet. Part of her wondered how much of it was his own work, and how much of it things Sin had put off... She needed to have a talk with her son, really. Passing things off to Ja'far like this was not how a king did his job.

“Ahem- Ja'far?” With the reminder to scold tucked into the back of her mind, the mother in her rose to the foreground, and Esra ducked past several stray scrolls on the floor to approach the advisor's desk. “Forgive me for interrupting, but it's not good to skip meals like this. You need to eat- I've brought you a tray for dinner, and I won't take no for an answer.” But she would wait until he made room for it, unwilling to possibly dirty such important work. She was proud of him, of Sin, of everyone who worked so hard to make the kingdom they stood in; she'd not risk that for anything. “The fish smells delicious. You have some talented cooks here.” So said the woman who'd been there for four months.

@red-string-assassin

[barasikh]

     “Hm?” A questioning noise is made from the dragon, brow ticking up in curiosity at the sudden call from the adviser. A finned ear twitches, amber eyes blinking for a moment as he shifts from glancing over his shoulder to turning on his heels. Best to face him properly, instead of rudely keeping his back turned on Ja’far. But still it’s one thing that makes him wonder, what in the world could he have wanted?

     “What can I do for you, Ja’far? Do you need assistance?”

@red-string-assassin​ ❤’d

[lucidvs-blog]

@red-string-assassin

“I can say I’m disappointed... but that will not be very Reiman of me.”

Despite her words, Scheherazade offered the advisor a warm smile. She was supposed to meet with Sindria’s king but unforseen circumstances have brought her his trusted right-hand man instead. All the same, she supposed. It was rumored that Sindria’s advisor had great influence in the country’s trade and diplomatic affairs so this visit will not be in vain.

“Welcome, Lord Ja’far. I hope your king recovers swiftly from his... what did he say it was - injury-causing carelessness?“

She tittered.

“I must say, correspondences from Sindria are quite colorful.”

[plantnxrd]

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[kurosis]

red-string-assassin

"Oh no."

oh YES

[bleubeauty]

red-string-assassin replied to your post:

{{Oh boy, Pipirika I suggest you hide ^_^“

   oh solomon, no! fuck this, pipirika out!

[sindriansun]

( @red-string-assassin from HERE)

Well, if the choice was to continue his adventure with a butter knife for a sword, or settle down and eat so he could do his lessons...  Really, what did Ja'far think he'd pick? Because the answer certainly wasn't lessons!

Bouncing out of his chair, Shayan waved the knife around, pretending to jab at random monsters popping up out of nowhere. “B' this 's th' best part! Y' see, all th' monsters come out f' th' adventurer, right? Then y' gotta fight 'em off an' save th' villagers an' make it s' they're safe! Like this!” With a wide grin, the young prince attempted to show off some of the moves he'd been learning during his swordsmanship training....

And just as quickly tripped over his own feet, crashing to the floor and dropping the knife. The serrated edge cut into the side of his hand in the process, winning a hiss of pain; at least it didn't look bad? Just a little cut, unlike the beating his ego'd just taken. How could he show off that move?! “...'M fine- Jus' fine... Don' g' tell m' mom. She'll freak.” Oh, how glad he was his parents couldn't make lunch with them that day...

[cursefed-blog]

@red-string-assassin

“Oh the b l i s s of ignorance. Stay that way. You’ll be happier for it.”

[amethystxne]

His hair was in the way.

Running his fingers through silky purple strands, Doron moved it from his eyes so he could more clearly see the man speaking in the middle of the street. Intriguing, he couldn’t help but think. More than that-attention grabbing. Freckles, white hair, and a scowl that could slay a fucking legion-Doron’s eyes narrowed as he sidled close in order to hear him more clearly.

And when he did, Doron couldn’t help but laugh suddenly, too close for the man to not hear his sudden outburst.

In response, Doron offered the white haired man a wry smile, fingers playing at his collar.

[aurea-mare-blog]

red-string-assassin replied to your post: *sobs because of my drafts count* And it doesn’t...

…..oops? ^_^“

Don’t you “.....oops? ^_^” “ me when you take up more than 70% of these drafts.

[voyagerofthesun]

Daybreak

@red-string-assassin

Three years. 

It takes three years for Sindria to be rebuilt from ruins, three years for him to find the courage to set foot on the sunkissed beach he once called home. One year spent trying to pick up the pieces, two years wasted on pretending that he could be happy as someone he was not. 

But the guilt followed him, trailed him during daylight while nightmares haunted his evenings. Not the enticing burn of wine nor the fleeting kisses of a sweet village girl can make him forget the responsibilities he abandoned in a feeble attempt to grasp that which can not be perceived. And although he did succeed... it was at a cost he alone did not pay.

“You’re drifting off again, Bahir.”

He stirs, self-consciously pulling the cloak tighter over his head. Bahir. A false name for an equally false life. The smile he offers his companion does not reach his eyes but they pretend it does anyway. Several years have not diminished his charm in the slightest.

“I’m just nervous,” he murmurs. “Sindria is so much bigger than I thought.”

His companion barks out a laugh before patting his shoulder. “You’ll get used to it.”

He slips away from their group in the hustle and bustle of the weekend market. Calloused feet and a worn mind lead him to the backstreets, up a hidden stairwell now covered in ivy and pale pink blossoms. He avoids stepping on them, carefully picking his way through only to fall prey to thorns hiding in the overgrown bushes. The sharp sting does not make him falter, neither does the sight of a familiar courtyard now filled with lush green grass and several pieces of broken mortar.

Above him stood the palace towers, their walls mottled with patches of fresh concrete. Just behind them is the sparkling crystal dome - missing several pieces here and there but breathtakingly beautiful nonetheless.

Despite his fear, his guilt, his self-loathing... he couldn’t help that small sigh of relief.

Home.

He was home.

[bleubeauty]

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[text]; j-ja’far ?[text]; i know it’s late… but[text]; i’m like- so very sorry![text]; i accidentally spilled water on one your scrolls…[text]; and i tried to wipe it off[text]; but it ripped apart!  ; .. ; [text]; and i kinda… [text]; ….threw it away thereafter?[text]; i-i’m really sorry!![text]; pls dont be mad…..