𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 / 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.

𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦.

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#𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍. this is an independent and extremely private, low activity blog for 𝚀𝚄𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙰𝚄𝙻𝙴𝙰 𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙸𝚂 𝙲𝙰𝙴𝙻𝚄𝙼 of square enix's final fantasy xv. heavily headcanon-driven. this blog is intended for a 21+ audience and may feature triggering content including: death, murder, blood, body horror elements and more. please follow at your own discretion. established 2020. written by fae ( 30+ , she / her , cst ). rules under cut.

𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 : glaciastral dracenary nifhilium

𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙨 : icon border by paletterph. psd by somresources. artwork by wlop. 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 : carrd ( coming soon ). pinterest.

one. first off, this blog is extremely private and low activity. i have other blogs and responsibilities so my spoons are often spent elsewhere. because we have such little information on aulea, my interpretation is almost entirely headcanon-based with elements pulled from the original versus concepts.

two. general rp etiquette applies. no god-modding, meta-gaming, controlling my character’s actions or dialogue, forceshipping, etc. please don’t be an asshole, and especially don’t follow this blog if you support any of the -isms/phobias ( racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, etc ).

three. this blog is multiship and multiverse and the best way to interact with me is to send me memes! i don’t foresee myself making too many starter calls, so memes or screaming at me in IMs is your best bet to get things started. 

four. this blog may feature triggering and nsfw material, so please follow at your own discretion. i am over the age of 18, so sexual content may appear on this blog from time to time. please do not follow this blog if you are under the age of 21. 

rules subject to be updated/changed at my discretion. 

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this blog is now archived. you can find aulea over at the new url @umbrites.

[waitingforthefireflies]

I want to dance with you.

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when i say aulea is hiding a dagger under her skirt, this is exactly what i am talking about btw

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are these the same people that came after you last time? / regis ( he’s protective but like a guard dog might be a little feral )

( established connections / accepting !! )

            𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄  𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐒  𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄  𝐀𝐍  𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓  𝐎𝐍  𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐀'𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.  It  is,  regrettably,  what  comes  with  being  a  monarch  and  though  the  occurrences  are  rare  enough  to  feel  relatively  secure  in  the  Citadel,  this  time  she  is  particularly  shaken.  Fear  and  anger  beat  against  the  chains  that  bind  them.

            It  comes  just  one  week  after  she  and  Regis  made  a  formal  announcement  to  the  public  of  their  pregnancy.  An  heir  to  the  Lucis  throne  was  coming.  What  had  initially  been  a  moment  of  joy  and  excitement  has  bittered  in  the  wake  of  this  sudden  attack.  Now,  all  Aulea  feels  is  a  deep  protectiveness,  ferocious  in  its  intensity,  for  their  unborn  child.

            She  doesn't  look  up,  her  gaze  solely  focused  on  cleaning  off  the  fresh  blood  from  the  dagger  in  her  hands.  The  hilt,  decorated  with  gold  filigree,  glints  under  the  moonlight  that  spills  in  from  the  window.  Aulea  does  not  answer  him  at  first.  She  remains  quiet  as  she  sits  at  her  vanity,  still  turning  the  debacle  over  in  her  mind  and  processing  its  implications  for  the  future.  She's  always  known  there  were  dissenters  in  the  city.  There  always  have  been,  no  matter  who  sits  on  the  throne;  perhaps  it  was  naive  of  her  to  think  they  would  not  be  so  bold  as  to  threaten  the  monarchy  directly.  She  will  not  make  that  mistake  again.

            As  she  finishes  cleaning,  the  dagger  is  pocketed  in  its  careful  hiding  place  beneath  her  skirts.  The  metal  feels  cool  against  her  thigh.  Comforting.  It  gives  Aulea  enough  time  to  collect  herself,  to  still  the  trembling  in  her  hands.

            ❝   I  don't  know,   ❞  she  answers,  honest.  Her  eyes  finally  lift  to  meet  the  worry  and  anger  she  knew  would  be  in  his  eyes.  Aulea  would  tease  him  for  his  protectiveness  if  she  wasn't  so  perturbed  right  now.  ❝   I  didn't  get  a  good  look.  Two  of  them  ran,  but  the  third  is  dead.  They  are  working  on  identifying  him  now.  The  Glaives  are  already  doing  a  search  of  the  city  and  Clarus  has  already  put  an  inquiry  into  all  known  dissenters  of  the  crown.   ❞

            She's  prattling.  She  knows  she  is.  Aulea  sighs,  reaching  for  Regis  as  she  stands.  As  she  embraces  him,  she  inhales  the  familiarity  of  his  cologne  and  buries  her  face  against  his  shoulder.  She  does  not  cry,  but  a  sobering  shudder  works  up  her  spine  nonetheless  as  a  single  hand  moves  between  them  to  cradle  gently  beneath  the  swell  of  her  belly.

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if you see me messing with my formatting again, mind ya business.

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" okay, but i'm driving the car this time . "

( established connections / accepting !! )

            𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐀𝐍𝐗𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘  𝐈𝐒  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍.  Aulea  has  felt  its  sting  ever  since  the  crash  that  ended  her  brother's  life.  Had  felt  it  when  she  and  Regis  were  still  young  and  wild,  speeding  past  Insomnia's  vast  skyscrapers  as  though  nothing  at  all  could  touch  them.  Now  that  Noctis  is  old  enough  to  drive,  she  finds  that  feeling  returning  tenfold.

            Adrianus  had  been  a  reckless  driver,  at  least  that  is  what  she  can  remember.  That  is  what  her  mother  had  always  said.  But  then,  Cressida  always  had  a  way  of  exaggerating  things.  Regardless  of  what  his  driving  habits  had  been,  he'd  died  behind  the  wheel,  and  it  would  be  a  lie  to  say  that  she  doesn't  harbour  a  fear  that  the  same  fate  may  befall  her  only  child.

            Aulea  recognises  the  look  in  his  eyes.  The  depths  of  those  same  blue  eyes  reflect  what  she  had  felt  at  his  age.  The  longing  for  freedom,  for  independence,  autonomy.  It  is  with  careful  deliberation  that  she  drops  the  keys  into  his  open  palm.  He  is  seventeen  and  has  a  full  life  ahead  of  him.  As  much  as  she  fears  for  his  safety,  she  cannot  keep  him  in  a  bubble  forever.  Experience  is  the  teacher  of  life,  and  she  can  only  hope  —  as  any  mother  should  —  that  he  will  come  out  with  minimal  scars  at  the  end  of  it.

            ❝   On  one  condition,   ❞  she  says  firmly.  Already,  she  can  see  the  excitement  dimming  in  his  eyes.  ❝   If  you  want  to  drive in  Insomnia,  then  you  need  to  learn  all  of  Insomnia.   ❞

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i know umbrites technically won the url poll, but god im really partial to nyktaelios.

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𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐀 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐌

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"unsaid emily" but it's from the pov of noct finding out aulea ( and regis ) died with the fall of insomnia :))))

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help me pick a new url...

umbrites - taken from the latin word 'umbra' which means 'shadow'

nyktaelios - taken from the epithet for the greek goddess, nyx - nyktelios

nykterites - nyk is the greek word for 'night'

evanaesce - evanesce is latin for 'disappear'

emoriorites - taken from the latin word emorior, which means 'to die'.

keep departedcrown

fae's peeking choice. please don't click!

Voting ended onDec 28, 2024

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kinda wanna give this blog an overhaul. maybe move to a fresh slate: new url, new graphics, clean tagging system, etc. something to think about in the next few days...

[ewokk]

kissing is great

but wow when you get to kiss someone you have feelings for and you’ve wanted to kiss them for the longest time and you get to stroke their face and you’re so aware of their body and how nice their lips feel

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when im able to play again, i should remake aulea in xiv and make her a miqo'te for reasons.

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𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐀 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐌

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PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS *  assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary

do you remember what i told you last time?

have you been doing well since i saw you?

that's not what you told me back then.

when was the last time i saw you?

you were shorter then.

i'm picking the restaurant this time.

we've known each other since we were children.

always knew i could count on you.

that time was different. this is worse.

you're not going to let me live that down, are you?

i seem to remember a conversation we had back then.

so you changed your mind about it?

do you remember our encounter in paris?

you should know me by now.

am i the only one that knows the truth?

we had a lot of help back then.

your mom told me to look out for you.

you just love bringing that back up to annoy me.

maybe don't mention my past indescretions?

this was never going to work out between us.

i told you not to get attached.

i know more about you than you think.

i was there, remember?

i'm not about to forget all the shit you put me through.

you told me you were going to try and make this work.

remember what i said to you?

the last time i saw you, things were good between us.

you never mentioned this before.

that was the longest flight of my life, and you made it worse.

can i still trust you after all that?

at least we tried to make something work.

we never discussed what happened between us.

okay, but i'm driving the car this time.

i haven't forgotten what you said last week.

i'm still thinking about your comment.

i didn't realize it was you when i first saw you.

you seem to make a lot of enemies around here.

there's not much for us to talk about.

we worked it out last time.

i know you far better than you know yourself.

we have a long history.

is that the shirt you were wearing last time?

what don't i know about you?

i haven't told them about us.

you were the only person i could go to.

you know me.

this is bigger than both of us.

i can't stand your driving.

are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time?

that's not at all what you said.

didn't we agree on that?

i thought i made it very clear where i stand.

are these the same people that came after you last time?

are you still going on about it?

can we talk about it?

staying silent about it won't help.

you're the only person who knows the real me.

this is a bad time to talk about your problems.