i gotta clean this shit up but thats for later skjdh
blows dust off this blog
❝ So you — fall into depravity, curse your destiny ! ❞
private & selective. from magi: the labyrinth of magic.
*muffled haku voice* judar sux
❛ gee, if you’re gonna be like that i might as well go with that shitty king. ❜
IMAGINE A STORY, NOT OF GOOD AGAINST EVIL, BUT OF NEED AGAINST NEED AGAINST NEED, WHERE EVERYONE IS AT CROSS-PURPOSES AND EVERYONE IS TO BLAME.
HAKURYUU REN &. JUDAR from MAGI: THE LABYRINTH OF MAGIC.
I thought u tolerated me why are u siding with lava boy
maybe if you had accepted me as your magi i would be on your side :/ but you didn't so i ain't helping you
“ i am afraid to say that sindria’s king may in fact be a furry . “
late night sketch. try to finish it…some day? ^^‘
though she bears map in hand, navigating this newly traveled nation remains hopeless. the magic here distorts her perception of thingswhile she is no mage herself, her body tingles with the familiarity of mana. aranwen pulls the map closer to her face as if that would give her better indication of location & direction she should be going. a sigh tears from her lips, frustrated as she balls the worn parch before throwing it to the side. useless, she thinks, adjusting the strap of her sack so that it hung more comfortably off of her aching shoulders. of dragon blood she may be, her mortal blood still succumbs to the fatigue just as her fellow joor.
❛❛ of course the greybeards would send me hereon some cryptic adventure to prove i follow the way of the voice. more & more they demand. munax nuz. ❜❜ aranwen does not shy from asking directionsshe is far too annoyed to care of bothering others & it is not in her nature to give in so easily, despite what pride she has. ❛❛ krosis ! excuse me ! can you tell me what region this is ? i am afraid i have lost my way. ❜❜
@taintedsun / starter call.
at first, whoever calls for assistance is blatantly ignored. he had no business with the people of this area, was only there as a form of reconnaissance for the kou empire. it’s only when the other begins to approach that he finally turns to give his attention ( lackluster in emotion and motivation to be of any help. ) he makes no effort to hide his annoyance with the stranger, a strong animosity in his eyes. he wanted to return to the cool grounds of the palace, not waste time in the smoldering sun helping some lost idiot. ❛ what kind of moron wanders around without knowing where they are ? ❜ he does not bother holding his tongue, ruby eyes burning with agitation. ❛ can i tell you ? maybe. but that would mean wasting my time. and honestly — i don’t want to help you. ❜ his voice holds superiority, a hand raising to scratch at the back of his neck. the smirk he wears is one of mocking, having lifted himself off the ground to look down at the other.
real talk judar is so good at putting on makeup
leans against him.
he won’t admit to understanding the pressures one must feel as being emperor of a country. but what he will admit is that it’s rather unbecoming of the newly crowned ruler to be exhausted enough to slump against him. though, the number of documents that decorated his desk had significantly decreased. honestly —— what a troublesome king he had chosen. ❛ oi. c’mon, i know you’re tired but you have a bed for a reason. i think it’s about time you used it. let’s go. ❜
❛ payment ? bleh, you’re no fun is what you are. who are you & what have you done with the judal i used to know & love ?? ❜
❛ sounds to me like someone is still upset they didn’t get a gift from me. will giving you something be enough to make you leave ? ❜
@ennobler
❛ i just decided to take a little stroll, pay a visit to some old friends. ❜ the smile in place contradicted the tone in which he spoke, a grin that was nothing but teeth and bad intentions. casually does the magi approach, though he knows enough to mind his place. ❛ don’t tell me you missed me. ❜
@taintedearth
❛ it’s not as scary as everyone makes it seem. dying, that is. ❜ he only speaks from his own experience, having ‘ died ‘ two years ago. how odd it had been, to return to a place where the people believed you to be deceased. ❛ i think the only shitty part about it was that i was dying right when the funnest part was going to start. ❜ knowing he missed the war for the kou empire will always eat away at him. and he had been so eager to participate in it, too.
‘these people died because of you. ’ the pro calmly stated , anger curling around each syllable like cold shards of ice piercing through flesh & bones. red eyes fixed ‘pon the figure of the attackerthe heroes mimic carrying determined resolution and grief for those who died / breathed their last shouts into thin air where no one will remember them.
❛ collateral damage. ❜ and like that, he shrugs away the weight of his actions. it wasn’t as if he felt remorse; no, the only thing in him was an insatiable anger. those people had lives, families. their lives had been their own. the very things stolen away from him. ❛ death happens everywhere, to everyone. it’s the will of the world for all living things to die. i’m simply acting how the world wants me to. ❜ a rather nasty smirk starts to form, truly enjoying the reaction he was having on the other. ❛ why should you care about these people ? it’s not as if you knew them. or are you so noble that you have to meddle into affairs that don’t concern you ? ❜