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Now he was just looking up at him, a small frown on Ardyn’s lips as he gently crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn’t as annoyed as he look – in fact, he was thoroughly entertained by this – Ardyn needed to bite down an amused smirk from his lips.

“If you’d like, Gilgamesh,” Purposefully using the man’s full name, he said it in almost a sing-song-way. “I could always start spouting out random, incoherent thoughts and ramblings – if it’ll so please you~.”

The man gave an amused snort over his full name. “You tend to start rambling regardless of my feelings on the matter, but since you’re being so kind as to ask this time. By all means, ramble away.” At least this way it’d save others from having to listen to him. Not that Gilgamesh ever minded having to listen to Ardyn anyway.

#thethreadofmuses #{V} Daemonic Blademaster

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He would have kept rambling on – that was his intention after all – but with the flick on his forehead given to him by Gilgamesh easily caught him off guard and off focus.

“….No, I’m not?” He let out a low grumble, annoyed, Ardyn letting out an almost annoyed huff from his lips. “I’m not mindlessly sprouting out thoughts just to pass the time, Gil, there’s noting wrong with sprouting out possibilities and the like.”

Seeing the annoyance made the taller man laugh a little. Maybe that’d been his goal all along, to bother the other. “Really? You certainly had me fooled.” There was a smile on his face as he talked, clearly far too amused by Ardyn.

#thethreadofmuses #{V} Daemonic Blademaster

the-thread-of-muses‌:

“What?”

“I’m merely stating a viable opinion in return to someone else who stated a – what I believe to be – a lackluster, invalid, perhaps inhumanely boring and wrong statement of myself. Surely –when have I ever not been an ass…Truly, people think I was born from the womb like this and instead, say, conditioned to become this by circumstances far beyond my control and far too ungodly unpleasant?”

The Shield is listening, don’t get him wrong, but he still can’t help but to roll his eyes. Such a long winded man. Setting his drink down, his only arm came up as he leaned over a little, lightly flicking his King’s forehead. “You’re doing it again.” Just what does he mean by that? He doesn’t appear as though he’s going to elaborate.

#thethreadofmuses #{V} Daemonic Blademaster

“There he goes again...”

#Dash commentary;;#((He speaks up for the first time in forever because of Adryn))#((Somehow not surprised))

demonizedhealer-blog

@culmusipsimus

Taelpar Crag. Now here was a place he hadn’t been to in centuries. And to think he’d been here, living- in a fashion -on, the entire time. Though the ruins had been rediscovered thirty years prior the healer had only just heard about it. Curiosity had him wondering if it were really true but something far more potent had him actually investigating. It was something he thought he’d forgotten how to feel. As he made his way through beasts and spirits alike avoided him. When he came out to a more open area he couldn’t help but chuckle as he looked around.

“So, you really are here.” He spoke up, looking toward the tall figure. “And seem to have a hoarding problem.~” While it had been so very long since he’d seen the other man his ways of teasing him had never changed in the slightest. But part of him wondered- no, worried -what his Shield would think of him now.

culmusipsimus

Of course the Blademaster sensed the other’s presence, long before he’d even made it to the opening he was in. Still, even knowing he was coming didn’t prepare him for actually hearing his voice again. Keeping his back to him a moment longer, it was clear enough he heard him from the way he lowered his head. Finally turning, he took a few steps toward the other before stopping. “A hobby really,” he replied, quietly as he glanced at the blades surrounding them before his gaze fell back onto his king.

#demonizedhealer #{V} Daemonic Blademaster

izuniashield:

What did he want to learn? Well, that was a hard question to ask him, seeing that Osiris was willing to learn just about everything from his mentor. The brunet hummed softly to himself,

“ Ahh…Umm…c-could we try out that move set you did yesterday on the training dummy? It looked really cool but really hard to learn and I wanna try learning it. ”

Gilgamesh’s eyes looked upwards in a thoughtful manner as he recalled the moves he’d preformed. “Hmm, that might be a little out of you range, but...” Thinking it over a moment, he couldn’t really see the harm in letting him try it. “Alright. It won’t hurt to let you test it out for yourself.”

#izuniashield #{V} Lost Youth #((Wooo))

izuniashield:

“ Yes sir! ”

Osiris chirped, whipping around to follow after his mentor with a grin on his face. Maybe today they could learn that really cool move he saw Gilgamesh do yesterday or something.

“ S-So um Gilgamesh sir, what am I going to be learning today? ”

Hm, he hadn’t quite figured that out yet, he’d let himself get so distracted. “Well, you have been making good progress with everything so far...” He mused aloud. Glancing at the boy, an idea soon came to mind. “What would you like to learn?” Of course if it was within reason he didn’t see the harm in asking.

#izuniashield #{V} Lost Youth #((Awesome I look forward to it! o/ ))

izuniashield:

“ Oh no it’s fine! I came a little early today to get training done, my grandmother needs me for something later anyway so I wanted to come a little early. ”

The little Shield in training squeaked, stepping inside and giving his master a small bow.

“That’s quite alright, I don’t mind. Good of you to help her out.” As he walked by, he ruffled the boy’s hair some. “Well, the sooner we finish the sooner you can get back to her. Let us be off.” With that he stepped out of the room, keeping his pace slow so Osiris would be able to keep up.

#izuniashield #{V} Lost Youth #((Wait until you see her fc she's adorable))#((And we can do future interactions with that hc!!))#((I don't mind!))

thekingsshield:

“Grandpa?”

“Likely quite a few ‘greats’ beforehand, but I thought I’d keep it simple.”

#thekingsshield #((Lmao XD))#((Pretty much though lol))

@thekingsshield

“Grandson.”

#thekingsshield #((Lmaooooo))#((Did the thing XD))#((I dunno if this is gonna end up as crack or what but let's see what happens I guess))#((I'm still wtf-ing Gil XD))

limpetoshield-archive-deactivat

@culmusipsimus

Oh was Gilgamesh in for the day? The little brunet squeaked when he heard his name being called but came in none the less.

“ U-um….m-mr. Gilgamesh sir….wasn’t it time for our lesson or something? ”

culmusipsimus

Glancing out the window, a sheepish expression soon came to face. “So it is. My apologies, I got wrapped up in some documents.” Gathering the papers up, he straightened them up before setting them away and standing up. “Shall we then?”

#izuniashield #{V} Lost Youth #((Haha awesome~))#((Because I hc him with a daughter I'm picturing her liking to watch them train lol))

Peeks in

It takes him a few moments to look up from what he’s doing to notice the other. “Oh, did you need something Osiris?”

#((Apologies for being a lil late I'm streaming a thing for a friend o/ ))#((Break time though so))#{V} Lost Youth #((I assume you want the young verse but shout at me if you didn't!))#izuniashield #{Ask&Answered}

kidsofthekelvinhero:

❝ Mundane? I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone use that word. ❞ Hearing that word made Cor curious to know why the unknown male was using it. ❝ A small town from here. My friends are suppose to be there since I got lost from them. ❞ He still was curious to know how this person could help him find his way.

“Dull, lacking excitement, that is all it means.” He thought that was a more well known word. Was his age catching up to him? Honestly that wouldn’t be surprising. “Oh? I do know of a town not far from here.” Adjusting his mask to make sure it was secure, he stood up and dusted himself off. “Shall I guide you?”

#kidsofthekelvinhero #{V} Daemonic Blademaster

convoquer:

┘ℑ┌ Just as he had assumed Gilgamesh confirmed it, Ardyn was out gallivanting with those troublesome brats ’again’. One of these days that man’s ’helpful’ nature was going to end badly for them all, but there was nothing Ifrit could say that Ardyn would actually listen to even if the man was his servant as of now. A light huff left the Astral’s lips causing a small burst of flame to let itself be known about his body, for the most part, these flames were invisible unless he willed them to be shown. ❛Explains why thou creates such an intense plight of ’bordem’ as your kind say.❜ Ifrit was much too old to be using these new ‘slang’ terms, they clashed horribly with his usual speaking mannerisms.

Was it really that obvious? He must not be as good as he thought at hiding it. “Yes. I know it must sound rather pathetic but my whole life is centered around him, it leaves me clueless as to what to do when he’s not present. Even if he leaves me something to do, I end up finishing long before he returns.” The more he listened to himself say it out loud the more pathetic it seemed to him. Yes it showed his loyalty, but was he, obsessive? He really needed to find a hobby...

#convoquer #{V} Ever At His Side

convoquer:

┘ℑ┌ Golden hues closed upon the words being spoken, even going so far as to tilt his head back ever so slightly to allow for a low bearing sigh. While the ‘children’ were out of their league with their mission, Ifrit knew it was a bad idea to underestimate them it could and would lead to their downfall. Yet, it seemed Ardyn was too busy 'messing’ with the boys to even consider this fact, could the same be said for Gilgamesh too? ❛We shall wait and see.❜ Who knows, perhaps this so-called 'King Of Light’ could put an end to his torment known as living, but then again, is being controlled by the Starscourage really considered living? The Infernian’s gaze fell back upon the man before him with a new found intensity, he did have to wonder… ❛Thou art without thy King?❜ It was rare to see either one alone, so for it to be witnessed now Ardyn must be up to something.

The God was right, even though they were certain of things, only time would tell if everything came to play in their favour. Feeling the other’s eyes focus back on him, he seemed to be pulled back out of his thoughts in time to fully hear the question. “For the moment. He wished to go do more to ‘help’ the boys.” While it bothered Gilgamesh he couldn’t accompany him, he knew practically nothing would be able to hurt the man. Still, it left him without anything to do in any case. Frankly he was rather bored.

#convoquer #{V} Ever At His Side

convoquer:

┘ℑ┌ ❛A fruitless effort as the inevitable cannot be prevented, yet, I suppose it does thy children little solidus in hope of somehow coming out the victors in this little ‘war’ they struggled to stay on top of.❜ While it was likely due to a manner of amusement that Ardyn kept these boys around, and messed with their minds every chance that seemed to arouse the fallen Astral still wondered. Through unlikely, there was every bit of chance that these four pebbles splayed across the ground could become thorns in their side in due time.

Perhaps … Even worse than that when the time for action came, all that little princeling had to do is become one with the forsaken crystal then that would spell their doom. No doubt that meddlesome dragon would get in their way as well without any form of hesitation, while Ifrit knew he could take the annoyance by himself he was not so sure about being tag teamed.

“Well put. Either way, in time they will come to realize how powerless they truly are.” Part of him wanted to be there when they finally figured it out, but with how determined they seemed, it could very well take a little while. He would have to ask Ardyn about that. Perhaps it’d even be possible to capture the image of such faces. He doubted they’d last for long. It would make quite the picture to look back at once they won. The Blademaster knew his King would enjoy it as well.

#convoquer #{V} Ever At His Side

antimundi:

This is what happened when two bastard-blooded demigods were within range of another: Gilgamesh, of Bahamut, made his blood boil and he’d like nothing more than to leave instead of indulging such a necessary evil. But without a Shield, Noctis acknowledged the vulnerability and he didn’t have time to sort chaff from wheat. This was a time to grin and bear it, it seemed. “A Shield,” Noctis answered curtly, his heritage seeming to resist so strongly it were as though he could tear the tension to shreds with tooth and claw. How did he plaintively explain himself? Claws gouged at his insides heatedly, a boil of impatience and flaring tempers curdling sickly. Maybe this was a stupid idea. Maybe he should just go without; not as if being a Mafia King was orthodox enough. “That’s your father’s title for me, not mine. Like hell I’d wear it proudly; only wanted to get your attention.”

So he wanted protection. Gilgamesh was curious, but knew it was likely not the time to ask what happened to his previous one right now. He couldn’t say this was the first time an occurrence like this had happened, and it was likely to be the last. “So you realize the importance of having such a person by your side.” That was enough to earn the boy some respect. He could tell from the tone he used alone that he was loath to enjoy the god’s presence. He might just start to like the other yet. “My father he may be, but I hold no loyalty towards him. If you wish for my support with your battles, you shall have it.” It’d be much better than staying here with nothing else to occupy his time.

#antimundi #{V} Bahamut’s Bastard #((They get along over their shared hatred/strong dislike of Bahamut))#((That's it))#((That's how they start getting along lmao))

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