Sir Roy (Fire Emblem)
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kazeninja17:

Part 2 of the Legacy Characters.

(Order is based on the from earliest game to latest game)

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hi roy!! i'm a fan and i'm wondering if you can fight me?? i'm armed with 5 swords and 6 arms yes..., it's weird sooo going to stand with your jaw hanging or are you going to fight?
Anonymous

“A fight? Well, ready when you are.” He replied with a grin.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!! *gives box of chocolate* roy? WHY ARE YOU SOOOOOO AWESOME heads up if you see ths symbol it's me!!★★★♀★
Anonymous

He blinked. Valentines Day? “Haha well thanks a lot for the chocolates!”

-bows- I feel like I'm the only one who loves you sometimes.
Anonymous

“Really?” He chuckled lightly. “Well, thank you for loving me Anon.”

[Open RP]

The young redhead laid down on his bed, staring out the window at the dim night sky. His room was dark, and only that of the lightly of an almost burned out candle barely light the night stand. The was a cool air surrounding him, not the he minded. He liked it when it was like this. Not too hot and not too cold. His thoughts were scattered in his mind and soon he found himself thinking about a certain angel. His replacement in Brawl. Although he had never met the winged boy, he found himself somewhat attracted to him. Something much be wrong with me. He groaned closing his eyes deciding her should try and get some sleep. He closed his eyes, as he slowly drifted off to dream land. The next morning he got up, in a good mood. He got dressed for the day and ran down stairs into the kitchen. He saw his father had already been there since his breakfast had been waiting. H, it was still warm. His father, Eliwood hadn’t left not too long ago. Sham that he didn’t wake up in time to see his father off. He brushed his messy red locks from his face as he sat down and started eating. He wanted to go for a walk so he finished his food quickly. As soon as he finished he rushed out the door, in hope of running into a friend, or maybe even him.

“How lame am I?” The red head asked with a grin.

Sleeping with Royalty.

theherooftime333:

SONG OF HEALING

 Your true face… What kind of… face is it? I wonder… The face under the mask… Is that… your true face? 

~Child on the Moon

Day to night, dark to light,
Fall the sands of time.
Let the years like the gears
Of a clock unwind
In your mind walk through time
Back to better days.
Memories, like a dream,
Wash your tears away.
Like a star in the sky darkness can’t reach you.
Light the night, joy is light ‘til the new dawn.
—-
Cast away your old face
Full of gloom and spite.
With this mask I will ask
To borrow your light.

altairis