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Royai Week 2017- Catalyst

Riza I know you meant no harm but I’m pretty sure you should give a guy a heads up before you knock his socks off like that? Now you have to deal with this for the rest of your life XD

Can I get a bit of help

I’m doing a project for class where we have to convince the class why we should get the 28th off for a specific holiday instead of taking our final.

Holiday in question? Superhero Day.

Now, if you’d be so kind and reblog this if you’d rather celebrate superhero day instead of take your finals that’d be amazing~

Originally posted by wakandaentertainment

Happy RoyAi Day everyone!


I did this sketch last month because I didn’t know if I could make on time with all the stuff coming, but gradly I could!
I hope you like the simple in this one and something nice after all the suffering we had because of the pairing (wait, no? it was just me with the struggles everytime I saw them on the manga and anime? yikes)

Broken Games
ive written 19 songs about royai im a trash can

Royai Week ‘17 // Day 1: Chess

HAPPY ROYAI WEEK!!! SO IT’S 1:20 AM AND I CAN’T SLEEP SO AHH!?!?! HERE’S MY FIRST ENTRY! A song I wrote about Roy and Riza that I hope captured today’s theme. I hope you dig if you listen!!! <3


Can you see the bullets flying through the smoke?
The deadliest weapon I’ve kept in my arsenal.
Triggers like heartstrings.
She pulls and we win.
I’m in love.

Fighting with the shards of broken games.
Bloodstains left on the board where we played.
Horizons in each other’s eyes.
This is where we’re meant to die.
We can’t raise our flags until we say
checkmate.

Are we lighting fires to revive what was lost?
We battle on graveyards of the nameless ones we crossed.
Forever haunted.
Now all we want is for these souls to rest.

Fighting with the shards of broken games.
Bloodstains left on the board where we played.
Horizons in each other’s eyes.
This is where we’re meant to die.
We can’t raise our flags until we say
checkmate.

The sword and shield of the queen
forever protecting me.
Secrets I’ll never tell.

War is just a dirty game.
We end up broken all the same.
Follow me into hell.

Fighting with the shards of broken games.
Bloodstains left on the board where we played.
Horizons in each other’s eyes.
This is where we’re meant to die.
We can’t raise our flags until we say
checkmate.