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the woman in the house across the street from the girl in the window sentence starters
❝ we tell children so many lies… not to worry, not to be afraid, not to believe in monsters. ❞
❝ you’re too cute to be sad forever. ❞
❝ we were so happy once. ❞
❝ i know you told me not to worry, so i’m not gonna worry. ❞
❝ can you at least give me a kiss before i go? ❞
❝ you gotta be kidding me. ❞
❝ i need a fucking drink. ❞
❝ grief can really derail things… ❞
❝ do you want a cup of coffee? ❞
❝ are you sure you’re gonna be okay? ❞
❝ this is totally unsolicited advice… ❞
❝ i’ve gotten so used to nightmares i almost forgot what it’s like to dream. ❞
❝ aren’t you the sweetest? ❞
❝ you can’t be a victim for the rest of your life. ❞
❝ i’m so sick of talking i could scream. ❞
❝ i feel like i could kill somebody. ❞
❝ you have two phones? what are you, a drug dealer? ❞
❝ can you get that knife out of my face? ❞
❝ you know, i used to feel bad for you. ❞
❝ i just feel like i’m falling apart. ❞
❝ i need you to calm down. ❞
❝ please, you have— you have to believe me. ❞
❝ sometimes you have to remind yourself that if you don’t risk anything, you risk everything. ❞
❝ what the hell are you doing in here? ❞
❝ ____, you know i love you… ❞
❝ these things are hard to talk about. ❞
❝ for a long while after that, i saw monsters around every corner too. ❞
❝ i wish i could make it up to you, but all i can do is look out for you. ❞
❝ you know i’d never hurt you, right? ❞
❝ you know… if ever you don’t feel safe, you can come to me. ❞
❝ i hope you like casserole. ❞
❝ are you close with ____? ❞
❝ do you wanna go somewhere a little more private? ❞
❝ no, no, no. d— don’t touch me. ❞
❝ are you fucking following me? ❞
❝ i don’t have to defend myself to you. ❞
❝ i would’ve thought you of all people would know what that’s like… to suffer a loss that’s so huge it feels like the world is just gone in an instant. ❞
❝ where did you get those scars? ❞
❝ i could’ve tried becoming a drunk, but how’s that working out for you? ❞
❝ you don’t know anything about me. ❞
❝ i just want answers. ❞
❝ it’s been a long day. ❞
❝ oh fuck, is that your husband? ❞
❝ what’s really going on? ❞
❝ is that what my face is? it’s friendly? shoot, i always wanted to look intimidating… ❞
❝ are you threatening me? ❞
❝ wanna get a mani-pedi? ❞
❝ you’re never getting rid of me. ❞
❝ what would you kill someone over? ❞
❝ you owe me some kind of explanation! ❞
❝ i’m in a really fucking dark place right now and i could really use a friend. ❞
❝ do you want me to stay with you tonight? ❞
❝ i could never hate you, ____. ❞
❝ there’s no need to be scared. i’m right here. ❞
❝ you’re not gonna get away with this. ❞
❝ i should’ve believed you. ❞
❝ thank you for always being there for me. ❞
❝ do you ever wonder if we could… ❞
“I get a bad feeling about them.”
{ x } // @opal-dulon
His hands had been rested on the table in front of him, it had already been a few hours since Gladio, Ignis and Prompto had left back to the hotel to figure out their new travelling situation. Looking back on it, he wasn't sure when Opal had arrived or better yet where she had even come from. Noctis supposed it didn't matter, she was here and clearly had connections to those upon the astral plane one way or another.
Her words drew him from his thoughts, causing the male to glance over in time to see a group that had seemingly been in the same place as them... at multiple locations. His lips pressed together, "Yeah?" He questioned, though beyond his words of doubt he knew he had been foolish to not pay attention to this. "Well if you want, we can bounce, I'm sure the hotel is ready for us by now. We can let the guys know too."
Crystal-Approved-King
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It was when Luna confessed to being exhausted had Noctis nodded, he could only imagine what it must have been like to come back from the dead. Whether it be by the grace of the Astrals or any other means to make such a thing happen. He wasn't even sure where she had originally come from, or how far her travels must have been, but what he knew was the two of them needed rest. He, for the sake of silencing a loud mind, and her for the journey she must have gone through just to stand here before him.
Noctis took her, guiding her through different corridors until they reached his chambers where he paused for a moment. A split second he worried maybe this was too soon, would she be offended that he didn't take her to her own room, or was this the right call? Knowing how Luna was, she would speak her mind if she had a problem with what was happening, but with no comment so far, he pushed open the door to his chambers.
His gaze swept across the room... he hadn't been in here since, well since he never officially died. He awoke on his throne where he had taken his seat, prepared to die by the hands of the Kings before passing to the afterlife to finish off Ardyn as well as finish purging the scourge from their star. He often slept on that throne, maybe that would explain the slight discomfort in his back that he would complain about when around the guys, but there wasn't much any of them could do to make him sleep anywhere else.
But tonight would be different. For once he would lay in his bed, and with the company of one he held so close to his heart. He entered, allowing her to get ready for rest as he on the opposite side of the room, had removed his clothing and replaced them with looser night clothes before moving into bed moments before she followed. Still stunning, beautiful blonde hair dropped down and out of its original style. Lunafreya was breathtaking. He remained still, before putting an arm around her to draw her in closer for the night. Her company soothing him, even for a moment making his daemons silence as he closed his eyes. "Goodnight Luna."
It was only moments after whispering those words had he succumb to real sleep. Dozing off in the comfort of a bed and silk sheets. His dreams were as they often were, nightmares that ensnared him, making it impossible for the man to pull himself out of it. Daemons whirling, whispering, screaming, shouting, begging to be released as they once had. Him, drowning, screaming for help, yet nothing came to his rescue- until he saw a beacon of light. Wavering, flicking in the distance and what stood in that Light was none other than Lady Lunafreya herself. Her hand reached out for him, and when his digits came in contact with her... blackness rose and engulfed her milky flesh, travelling up along her body until she was consumed by it.
That beacon of white light, was now red, and staring back at him was the face of Luna, crying blood from those beautiful blue eyes. Her lips were moving yet no words were coming from them, and all he could do was stare in horror at what he had done to her.
Suddenly, Noctis was jolted awake by the sounds of her gasping away, though his nightmare had startled him, he remained still to watch her carefully through a barely cracked eye. He found it odd that the two would have some form of a nightmare in the same room, right next to one another, although he wondered if her dream had been the same. Would she fear him now?
But the question was dismissed when she seemed to relax and lay down beside him once more. He, however, could not fall back asleep, and because of this, he remained still for the rest of the night- eyes closed, pretending to breathe shallowly until he could feel the warmth of the morning's rays casting through blinds he had forgotten to close the night prior. Mornings... how even in his young adult years, he hated waking up early in the morning. Yet, when he opened his eyes he was greeted by something that would make him feel otherwise.
A soft smile on Luna's face, and he felt like himself once again in the time of day. "Good morning... Luna, how was your rest?"
There was a chuckle that fell from Noctis's lips, it was a sound he often made when realising his mistake when it was too late and he was in need of assistance in a battle. But then time, it was not, it was directed toward Light when he glanced her way and heard her words. A grin was firmly placed across his features as he shifted enough to dodge the leap of one near him before stepping back and finding himself beside Lightning.
"Did you just now figure that one out, Lightning?" His voice was for a split second, teasing. He was more than aware of how the situation was, but this never stopped him from making comments as such. Noctis gripped the hilt of his blade once more, his step bringing him closer to Lightning to hear her words.
A small nod was offered, "I'll watch yours." No matter how they went into the fight, if anything were to happen to the pinkette, he would be first to move to her aid, just as Lightning had done the same for him countless of times when he had been far too reckless in the midst of a battle. Breathing in slowly, he kept his gaze on them, it would be best to take these beasts out as fast as possible. So naturally his gaze moved to the tree nearby, "I'll take the one out on the left. Your target is the one on the right, I got a plan."
There was a small pause as he watched the Sabertusk snap at the air, "I'm going to warp and strike from behind... try to sever the spine of mine, then with one down, you'll have one left to go, all right?" Noctis, however, didn't wait for her to answer, it was the first time he had quickly thought of something and time was of the essence with these beast growing impatient.
He threw his blade towards the tree, disappearing for only a split second before blue mist emerged with him hanging from the tree, from where he could see the beast was confused for mere seconds, this was his chance before they both turned on Lightning. Narrowing his eyes, he threw his blade once more, midfall before following his blade and delivering a fatal blow to his own target, it's screech filling the air before its body went limp.
“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.” (If you don't mind xD)
Sexual Tension Sentence Starters // @goddessvowed
The heat had been rising over the last few hours, and with his dark attire, he couldn’t help but to whine, moan and groan about it from time to time. The sticky feeling of sweat was clinging to his body and the sun only continued to beat down upon the two as they travelled. When given the opportunity to set off on a small hunt, he had chosen to go with Lightning this time, she was a fantastic fighter, both graceful and deadly all in the same go with that blade of her’s.
When she spoke Noctis strode a few steps ahead before finally turning to cut them both off from walking any further, a brow was raised as he lazily crossed his arms over his chest, almost looking as if he were challenging her with the eye contact being given. “Oh yeah?” He questioned, the corner of his lips twitching into a faint smirk, “And how would you plan on doing that, Lightning?”
Sexual tension sentence starters
as requested by anon. note: some of these work better if one of the muses is pushed up against a wall. part two ( x ) and more angry ones ( x )
Angry
“Make me.”
“I dare you.”
“Bite me.”
“You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want?!”
“Wanna bet?”
“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.”
“Prove it.”
“What’s in it for me?”
“If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”
“Oh, well fuck me, then.”
“Shut up!”
“Yell at me again, and I’ll give you a real reason to scream.”
Flirty
“I wish we weren’t out in public…”
“Wow, you’re really strong.”
“Wanna go for a ride?”
“You sure can’t keep your hands to yourself…”
“Ah, I think I need a new bed.”
“Can you help me with my tie?” / “Can you zip up my dress for me?”
“You have really nice fingers…”
“Are we going downtown?”
“You should come by my place…I’ll give you the grand tour.”
“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”
“What do you wear to bed?”
Awkward
“Do you have to eat it like that?”
“Uhm–t-those shorts look tight–”
“Hey, stop biting your lip…”
“Wha–is that a banana in your pocket?”
“You’re standing a little close to me…”
“Hey–you’ve got a little something on your face–”
“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?”
“Help me find the D? I mean, the variable–i-it’s math…”
“I just wanna grab your bu–hand. Grab your hand.”
“*purely staring at (muse name)’s lips*”
Noctis had barely been listening with the female spoke, nearly his full attention was focused on the Sabertusk, but only from time to time did his eyes glance in her direction to make sure she was still on her feet and able to move. These beasts had a habit of knocking people down before attempting to shred into this, and he, himself had experienced this plenty of times before one of them managed to slash it off of him.
When he did process Lightning's words, his blade had drove into one of the beast, temporarily pinning it until it stopped moving completely, "Because if I did that all the attention would be drawn to-" Noct paused and tore the blade out, causing his voice to snarl in the process, "You!" He swung around rather quickly, his blade meeting another Sabertusk in the process, "And whether you like it or not, Lightning, I'm not leaving you here to deal with them while I go up, and strike down. I'm staying here, and there's not much you can do about it."
As of now, the Prince was no longer able to look at Lightning, two of the Sabertusk were in front of him, their growls and snarls filling the air followed by the occasional snapping of their jaws. He could feel a shiver run through his spine at this, but he readied his blade for his next attack.
There was something about simply being near her that brought one side of him complete comfort, the side that longed to be normal once again- the side that always wanted to be normal in the end. Not forced to deal with the loss of his father in the way he had fallen, lost Insomnia, lost Lunafryea, only to be told the way to truly save those and play his part was to die. Which even that didn't work out, he longed for death from that day forth, the feeling of darkness and daemons moving to rest within his being was far too much to bear, yet here he was, still breathing and standing. Only know, the world he had saved, he almost felt like he wanted to destroy- but of course, only when nighttime rolled around and he was left with what he had become and the thoughts of thousands.
But Lunafreya, she was a complete distraction from what his normal nights were. Where he sat alone in the throne staring at the door, debating and contemplating... he know stared at her, even lovingly so despite the twist and turns of those within him. The question that ran through his mind was... how long could he truly keep this up before that evil within him would begin to reveal itself, how long until Luna would notice this... and then what would she do? Try to banish the daemons from him? If so, she would die from how many were contained- neither he or they would allow this to happen. For they wanted to stay, and he wished to see the blonde female live out her days well and not suffering.
Suffering. That was all she would get if she chooses to be by a King who fought against himself all while trying to remain himself as well. His thoughts moved to Ardyn for a moment as he lowered his hand, was this the pain and struggle he had once felt before rolling with the waves of hatred?
That thought was quickly dismissed.
Her sweet laughter pulled him from his thoughts, his expression showing a soft look of surprise as he looked back to her before smiling sheepishly, "I know, I was young I liked to think maybe I could have remained a carefree Prince a little while longer." Truthfully, he had once wished and thought his father would live for quite some time, but it had been the Empire that struck him down during what was to be known as a peace treaty. "No, neither of had expected what was to come to us, but now, it appears we've both been given a second chance." He knew on his half that was a lie, but for her... not so much. Lady Luna had been blessed with another chance by the Astrals, she always did have their favour, especially Shiva's.
"I could understand why it would have been a long wait for you... and I would have felt guilty if I had heard about you waiting till morning." Noctis's lips remained a smile, he had turned his head to look at her now that she had moved her hand from his chest to his arm. He could feel a rush of blood course through his being, threatening to darken his cheeks as for a moment he felt dazed by how close her lips were... feeling her breath against him. "You're right..." He whispered, before leaning in to gently kiss her lips.
"We should both rest..."
At this point Noctis couldn't even stand to look at the male, his gaze had turned to glare off to the side. What was reason to Noctis, wasn't reason to him, or maybe it was and he just refused it. But the Prince wouldn't go asking questions about it. Ardyn was a totally different case compared to most of the people he met, although all of them had a drive at where they were coming from, Ardyn- he had a fire behind it. It had been thought that if he were on the opposing side, in other words, with Noctis rather than against him, that nothing could stand in their way. Yet, that wasn't the case. What Noctis wanted required the two to cross paths, and not in the best of ways.
His fingers curled, forming a fist that remained firmly by his sides. It amazed him how one man could easily get under his skin like this, strike both fear and a form of hatred for him all in the same. Did he hate Ardyn? Both yes and no. It was complicated, everything in his life always seemed to be complicated one way or another. "Is that what you get your kicks on?" The words were mumbled before Noctis realised he was biting the inside of his lower lip. When his feet they moved him forward, towards the male. His actions were still being thought out, whether to leave, continue speaking, or take action as everything this man had ever done continued to pass through his mind with each second they were near one another.
He took notice to the fake expression that had crossed his features, causing the young male to let out a scoff, "It wouldn't be the first time I've apparently wounded you."
Another step was taken before he stopped himself once more. Noctis breathed in slowly, trying his best to relieve any wavering nerves before he spoke, "Yes, I do." His fate was paved out before him, and no matter how much he wished he could avoid the task at hand, it was his responsibility and his alone. Destiny would not allow him to stray from what was to be done sooner or later. “Though...” He trailed off. Ardyn wasn’t someone to tell that much to. “Forget it.”
ahdynn:
Had he not lain out enough evidence to build up the fact that Ardyn was a clear spectator the entire time that left Noctis’ life in carefully structured shambles? Piece my piece? Death whispered to him more than enough times, but yet, it turned deaf ears unto him the moment he would gravel for his own misery to be and even then, none wish he spoke beckoned him. The Prince was his key to successfully reach the afterlife (a trump card, if you will). Surely, it was suicide. Also, of course it would lead to the inevitable end of the Prince’s tale toward by the twisted heart’s of the Astrals. Both of their lives were scripted by the tales, and twisted glory in the prayers and the supposed hymns by the Astral’s etchings. But the Chancellor was more than just some fated ally. He was the enemy lurking blatantly in the shadows all for everyone else to see–that included Noctis, perhaps he was oblivious. Even after the path he laid out. His words now were brandishing in the disguise of a weapon. Blood was on his hands. It’s more than those of the innocent and maybe he was a little or more w reckless because his habit of spite, but his intentions reign loud and clear. He was a self made culprit and he did not mind blinding the other to all else that for what he had in store ahead of him. Opportunity sculpted, shaped and presented itself to Ardyn, and that would be the same one that he would take. If the prophecy had been at all true, well, the both of them would die and Noctis was another unwitted messiah in all this for about as much as he was. As much as it ought to have seemed like none more than a folklore, their tales were real. Both of them in the telling and gospels of ancient scripts that somewhere foretold of this day. As much as he had much rather for the Prince to put end to this war path of destruction and also as much as the gods crafted out of their playground, Ardyn had sympathy nonetheless for this man. He was another victim. Be that as it may, the Accursed could not and would not ever allow that to rule cloudiness over his judgement. Two thousand years was a very long time for him to wait, and he grew tired of waiting.
“Oh? So another thing more in which the gods neglected to tell you. Fortunately for you, you perish either case. Even in death, I shall remain the victor…”
Those words, they made him feel ill. From the beginning, Noctis knew that his life would not be normal. It had been embedded in his mind from the moment he could remember. The responsibility placed on a child's plate constantly reminded of his upcoming as Prince, and soon to become King. Train for battle, be prepared for politics- His duties lied there. A boy forced to grow so early, even in his youth, he was rarely blessed with moments of feeling normal. Truthfully, when around the Chancellor, he was reminded of what his duties were, and what he would do next. "It really is a game to you." It was a question this time, more of a statement. The male shook his head, sucking in air as if the wind had been knocked from him.
He hated how much Ardyn knew, or maybe it was more of he feared it. The man had years on him, so long to learn and figure things out, to set this stage as he so desired and Noct unknowingly following the script handed to him. Where he thought he knew of something, it was later revealed he was wrong, or not too far off, and the individual who often did then was none other than Ardyn himself. Was his fate to die no matter what, save Eos- and die, or die by the hands of an enemy? The second one wasn't an option, he would remove the plague that was in their star one way or another when the time was right.
"You're wrong."
Navy blue orbs stared in the direction of Ardyn, searching over the older man's face "If what you say is true," As much as Noctis hated to admit most of the times his words were true, bitter knowledge handed in forms that often made him wince or fill with rage, "There will not be only one victor. If my life is the cost needed, then so be it. But in the end, I too will also win."
The Sabertusk that jumped out first, lept towards him once more, this time to be greeted by several slashes from his blade. These creatures were known for being a pest, always somewhere within the lands of Eos, always ready to attack anything or anyone that moved. His gaze had moved to the side to watch Lightning on the field, her moves were quick much like the name she carried. Fast, quick and accurate.
A final blow to the first Sabertusk and Noctis threw his weapon to go past the Sabertusk that ran in his direction and had been quick to go for the one that had managed to sink those crazed fangs into her leg. "Light!" He yelled when nearing, the blade itself was jabbed into the neck of the beast, killing it quickly before he stumbled back from the warp and looked at Lightning. His mouth parted to ask if she was all right, but before he could the others that had targetted him had turned back towards the two.
Without knowing how bad the wound was, Noct wasn't going to allow any more damage to come to the female. A war cry was let out as he went head first into battle with the Sabertusk, where he attacked one, another would nip, bite or tear into clothes or flesh, causing him to grit his teeth. If Light was able to fight, she would, if not, he could only hope she moved to safety for the time being.
Warm to the touch, skin so soft it felt like a sin to be held... caressed. Where he wished to continue he had made himself stop, all he wanted in these moments was to feel that warmth in his embrace. There was a part of Noctis that feared to let her go, he feared if he did just that... she would be gone and he would never see her until he died. That was if this... darkness would even allow such a thing to happen. It was an odd thought, death, and how before Lunafreya's appearance he longed for it, but his means for running a Kingdom kept him here. There was no line of royal blood after him... but now that Luna was here... he felt like there was a reason for staying.
He remained there for a moment longer, his arms wrapped around her small frame, holding her as close as he could. But Noctis knew sooner or later their embrace would have to be broken, neither of them could stand there all night holding one another... or maybe they could. Time had played the two in a twisted way, even as a young Prince, he had never been given the chance to see Luna alone... Nor did he properly feel he got to say goodbye. At the time, he had been in complete denial. It took him so long to accept that she was gone, but everything he had come to terms with was changing.
"I never thought I would see you again..." His words were soft but cracked a bit as his tears continued to threaten to spill from his eyes. Even with all that he had become, his feelings for the blonde female had never faded. What pained him the most in these moments as he had nearly forgotten. After all, he had gone so long without her being on the same planet as him.
He sighed in relief, "I'm... glad they did that for you. You didn't deserve what happened to you. I'm so sorry... So sorry I couldn't have been there to help you or change the outcome. I wish..." His voice trailed off. Luna was seeking to move on from the past, not reminisce in the pain it had brought the both of them. Noctis nodded, "You're right. We're both here now, together. We can do everything differently, and this time, remain at one another's side."
Shifting his gaze he looked to her when she moved from his shoulder, he stared into those beautiful eyes, stunned as he often was when he saw her. Lunafreya was absolutely beautiful, stunning, those who met or even heard of her loved her. Noctis felt lucky to have her... all to himself. Yet, there was a part of him that wished she hadn't come. Now was a terrible time to be here, he was not himself. At least not at this time of night. The scourge inside him threatened to take control of his actions, but this time, Noctis fought hard against it. All he wanted to do was spend time with her. And her touch, was enough to pull him out of his thoughts as he leaned into her touch, closing his eyes moments before finding himself surprised when feeling the soft lips pressed into his.
For a moment, Noct was in shock, this was unexpected, dazed for a moment- but not too long he leaned into the kiss. It was a fire of passion he didn't even know he could feel. Yet she managed to lite that fire and set it aflame. One hand moved to the small of her back, pulling her close, while another moved to rest on her cheek while his digits moved to touch her soft blonde hair. By the Gods... he could live in a moment like this forever. But like all good things... it had to come to an end.
The moment she pulled away from the kiss he breathed in, his lungs screaming for oxygen for he realised he had been holding his breath during the kiss. Her question was a reminder of his strange behaviour, but he didn't want to burden her with his problems. "It's just been difficult, I'm not used to all this..." The King's hand moved away to gesture towards the throne. "I hadn't expected this life."
@crystal-approved-king || x
It was a long march in the late evening that Noctis and Lightning had to do. The Regalia stayed with the others, and they would not have enough Gil to borrow a chocobo until they returned. Even hours later, Lightning was still not sure why they have gone to this mission just the two of them. She was not annoyed or angry at that, just surprised. Nevertheless, the mission was a simple task for them.
Although they stayed on the main path, Lightning eventually got a weird feeling. Her footsteps slowed, her eyes went to all sides not to overlook something, but she could find nothing. Of course, she did not want to conceal this strange feeling, but remained silent about it for a while until she couldn’t fight against it anymore and pronounced it. She expected this reaction from Noctis, but Lightning remained serious, eyes always focused on her surroundings until he spoke.
Lightning immediately drew her gunblade and moved in front of him, ready to fight whatever possible threat would be out there. “I don’t know exactly. But I felt the last half hour observed, at least.”
At first, he didn't want to be too quick to react to what he had seen, but taking notice to the fact it had remained hidden was almost... stalking behaviour, and most that stalked anything was a predator, or predators naturally stalking their prey. That prey was to be mistaken as both Lightning and Noctis. The fact that Light had taken notice to this the whole time showed how observant and calculating she truly was and went as far as to show how at the given time, Noctis was rather distracted with his mind elsewhere.
Upon seeing her draw her own weapon, Noctis moved forward carefully. Each step was slow to avoid the twigs beneath his feet crunching until he neared the tree where he could have sworn he was seeing a movement of some kind. For a split second, he glanced back at Lightning, briefly hoping that whatever he was going to come across was not an enemy, but wishful thinking didn't seem to work in favour of this Prince.
For the moment he neared close enough a Sabertusk wasted no time in leaping out from behind the bushes nearby. "Whoa!" Being quick to pivot to the side he avoided the first attack, raising his hand to summon his weapon, prepared for its next counter.
"Lightning, look out!" His head gestured towards the trees behind, Sabertusk never wondered alone, they often travelled in small packs and were rather dangerous to those who were unable to defend or fight for themselves. With the rosette and the male, that wasn't much of the case. These Sabertusk had another thing coming, and with good hunting, came good prices when selling their findings.
//x// @ahdynn
It wasn't the taste of defeat that had caused those words to escape the young Prine's lips, though the taste and pain of it lingered in his mouth and his entire being. Noctis was aware that with youth would come fails, mistakes, error after error all to be learned from, but he hadn't expected this fails, this mistakes and errors to lead to the deaths of those he held so close to his heart. Understanding this was difficult, hard to grasp where the Chancellor stood in everything. From time to time he was an ally up until the moment he was a foe. But it had become apparent over time he was an enemy. But despite this, when help was offered they took. However, no matter the help offered, there was always a twist to it. Always.
The loss of his father had been a hit to him, it had taken him by surprise... soured him for quite some time. Though he and the old man had never been entirely close, it was still his father and his blood nonetheless. A man who did all he could to protect his son, for he knew what the future held and what the loss would be if Noctis were to fall. The King was gone, and his son was soon to take his place. Not only his father but his childhood friend, Lunafreya. Every bit of his life was crumbling on a battlefield that even, he, was still trying to understand.
Noctis swallowed hard, those vibrant navy blues had remained focused on the male before him, his words were a statement hidden behind a plea. He didn't want to fight, he had never asked for any of this, yet here he was in the centre of it all. A feeling of dread washed over him, but as soon as it came he stood tall.
"So that's what this is to you? A game of revenge... that you assume to be winning. Battles... sure. The war, no."
Upon watching the male leave, the doors swung open and remained open... and what caught his eye was something that made his heart leap in his chest and threaten to shove away the daemons inside him. But... thus the sight alone could not do such a thing, if anything, it caused an uncomfortable stir from the darkness to see such purity, a beacon of light in his world of darkness. Yet, his emotions fought off the more sinister urges at seeing the Oracle... who was dead... before him. He could feel himself swallow hard, as he stared at her figure for a moment longer.
This... it couldn't be. He remembered watching Ardyn stab Lunafreya... and from there the papers had confirmed her death. Her body washed away at sea, and Gentiana... the Glacian leaving a message behind to inform him of how she had truly felt. He even saw her... when she bid farewell to him and left him with the ring. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret was dead. Yet, she stood before him... no wounds to be seen, perfect condition as he had recalled her moments before she started her ritual to summon. Could this be real? Or could this be his mind playing tricks on him? The Prince lowered his hand from it's resting position on his face, his eyes widening at the sight of her before his body acted upon impulse and slowly, he moved off the throne.
The sight of her soft features, blonde hair, that beautiful white gown, he drank in the sight as if it was the last time he would see. He recalled on the train... the sight of her was so clear, yet when he reached to touch her, she vanished, leaving his heart aching in pain that he couldn't have done more, or been more for her. Everything she had done, it had been for him, and because of that, the Oracle had lost her life. That thought alone pained him, it stabbed him and cut him deeper than any blade could.
Was this really Luna? Or was this his daemons pulling at his sanity more and more?
In silence, he stared at her, before her voice caught his ear and caused his heart to stumble over its own beat. There was no denying, the images never spoke to him, but... she did. Had the Gods brought her here in hopes to help him? Or were they truly giving a blessing in allowing the young Fleuret a second chance at living? Noctis's mouth had parted to speak, but his words could not be found. Instead, he moved down the flight of stairs bit by bit. Each step was slow despite his body screaming for him to run forward and hug her, swoop her off the ground.
Show an affection he had held and kept hidden only to himself. This was a second chance, but would he be able to play it out correctly after all that had happened, after all, he had become?
"Luna..." Her name felt so foreign rolling off his tongue, yet so natural, "Can it really be you?" His brows were furrowed, tears building within his eyes as he stared at the familiarity of her face. By the Six... had he missed her. He felt his chest tighten at the Oracle's words, she was graceful and showed meaning in every word she spoke. He stepped closer, his right hand extended and carefully drawn to her face to caress her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her skin before he slowly pulled it back. It really was her. Within that moment he moved forward, he couldn't help it despite his mind telling him to turn back to his throne and dismiss her- instead, he pulled her in close, arms wrapped around her while he slowly breathed in.
"I have missed you... so much. How... how are you here?"
@fatesoracle
