SUNSET // AROSE .

one by one          //          i see the judgement in their eyes

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[ Hello lovelies. I’m sorry for the silence!! I’m not gone, just dealing with a lot of stuff in real life, so thank you for being patient cutie patooties <3 ]

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painedprince‌:

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Noctis sighed contently, looking out the window in their tiny Cape Caem room. Sure, it was cramped, but- He was really happy here. It was much homier than any campsite or hotel room. In fact, everyone that was left of his family was here. He felt like he hadn’t been able to feel calm since he read that awful newspaper.

“It’s really nice here, huh Prom? Kinda makes me wanna just… stay forever.”

♜ —– PICTURESQUE wouldn’t have been a favoured compliment on his part, but the location was reliable when his best friend had an itch to indulge in his favourite pastimes. Not to mention it had an unforgettable sight of the ocean and the horizon, two things that were prominent features for a beautiful photo. Laying on the couch while rummaging through the photos on his camera, Prompto glanced up when the other spoke. He couldn’t resist the undeniably sarcastic snort that escaped him afterward as he shrugged his shoulders and sat up properly.

“ Sure, I always pictured you running a farm by the sea. ” A smirk stretched out on Prompto’s lips. He placed the Lokton camera down and heaved himself up from the comforts of the cushions to stand, before sauntering over to Noctis’ side. “ But no kidding... it kinda makes you forget everything out there, doesn’t it? ”

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Snake Bite || closed

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fiery-knowledge‌:

@gxnwrought || as discussed 

They were all exhausted from the fight, complaining one way or another, but Ignis was none the worse for wear. Puffed, certainly, dirty and hair a little messy, absolutely. But it was poor Prompto who had copped the worst of it. After all, a  midgardsormr was quite the foe. 

Back at the nearest haven, Ignis crouched to the complaining Prompto and pressed a hand to his forehead to check his temperature. It was still spiking, and there was sweat coating his skin. He was flushed all over. The poison was definitely running its course. 

“Drink this.” Carefully, he tried to lift Prompto so he could lean up and take a sip of the concoction that he’d made. “It’ll ease the shakes and nausea. I’m afraid it’s all I can do for now with how little stock we have.” The fight had already taken so much out of them, their stores were limited now.

Prompto wouldn’t keel over and die (of that Ignis was certain), but he’d be laying down for a good while until he recovered enough. The damage was bad, and he carefully made sure the bandage on the younger man’s chest was secure. At least it had stopped bleeding. For that, he was thankful.

♜ —– He felt HORRENDOUS. Plagued by a lethargy of undescribable levels, that damn near turned him into a vegetable in the case of intellect, and movement as well. Thoughts crumbled to to incoherent pieces, and lifting an arm was a difficult task in itself, though not impossible at that stage. But his appearance must’ve been better days, whenever he glanced at his forearms and noticed the perturbing descent of his tone growing paler with every minute. The only notable hints that bore a mark were the feverish glow on freckled cheeks, and the tips of his ears. Implications, aside from a downturned smile, that something was most definitely wrong.

The aftermath of their battle with the midgardsormr had depleted enough of their stock, and sadly the memory of whether or not they hold any more potions escaped the photographer- and he felt GUILTY. Not for the haphazardous usage of their supplies, but that he became a nuisance after receiving the injury that had him knocked from the battle. It TORE at the gentle fragility of his doubts, but he marched on in spite of the insecurities that wandered just outside that fortitude. Replaced with a demeanor that made light of the matter. It’s not like he was going to die. So, with the assistance of the royal advisor, Prompto managed to heave his form and sit upward, though not without the cost of sudden dizziness increasing.

“ T-Thanks, Iggy. ” He breathed out, feeling the tug of unconsciousness edge at his mind, but he scrunched his face and swiftly shook it away. A hand, shaken and sporadically finding it hard to stay up, found rest on Ignis’ arm, grateful for his generosity and ceaselessly looking out for the wellbeing of the group. Without wasting a moment, the blond weakly shifted forward, and attempted to swallow the foreign substance his friend had offered, not without sputtering- but only because of his dry throat.

A chuckle followed suit, ravaged by venomous taint but adamant on keeping up the optimistic atmosphere no matter the agony, “ If this is what dying feels like, I’m not a fan... M-More of a livin’ type of guy. ” However, as Prompto straightened his posture and allowed himself to sit up more, the pressure inflicted a sharp, agonising sting from the wound on his chest. It caused an involuntary whimper before he fell flat on his back again, “ Nngh-- s-sucks we ran out of antidotes, h-huh? ” 

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ravusnightblossom‌:

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⋞⁘♔⁘⋟   It wasn’t often that Ravus blatantly eavesdropped on those around him; especially not for tactical benefit. He preferred a more direct approach when it came to strategy, not the underhanded and shady methods of a spy. On top of that, it wasn’t an ability he excelled in, nor did he find any sense of accomplishment from it. 

Today, however, it was nothing more than coincidence that he happened to be in the same place at the same time as the royal band while they ventured through the city. His nose curled a little at the sound of Noctis’ voice, but to the others, he was quite literally apathetic. 

Though…what was this he was hearing? The blonde… It was his birthday. How quaint. At first Ravus dismissed this knowledge as meaningless, until he overheard further. It seemed the gunslinger wanted nothing more than to visit some chocobos on this day. Yet, the others seemed to deny him that, claiming they were busy and all had their own tasks to tend to. 

How…thoughtless… 

Something in Ravus seemed to sigh, and he remained silent in long contemplation for a time. He continued to lurk about the shadows until he finally spied Prompto by himself. Making sure to keep his blade sheathed so he knew he wasn’t approaching in a hostile manner, Ravus stepped over and made his way to the blonde. 

“You,” he muttered sharply. When he heard his own tone, his lips pursed and he made a valid effort to not sound so hostile and aggressive. “You wish to see chocobos?”                     

♜ —– It was never a COMPULSORY request. That, they knew, from the pathetically feeble attempt to garner their attention toward the gunslinger’s indulgent idea for a birthday present. It was nothing more than a halfhearted suggestion, just a simple detour from their usual escapades. Although he didn’t consider it a disappointment to hear Noctis and the others decline- no, the effectiveness their company was more than enough of a privilege to Prompto... that much was the truth.

A blinding exuberance like his never faltered in the face of refusal, when the presence of his friends grew thin, and he was left on his lonesome for a time to squander the town. They were busy, to which Prompto understood the necessity of their quest and the loss of opportunities that accompanied it. Besides, if he threw a tantrum over something so insignificant like a birthday or other forms of festivity, that was just... selfish and unrequited for a trait among traveling companions. With a prompt dismissiveness of the subject, he elected to focus on more imperative tasks.

Until a distinct advance, versatile to his ignorant ears pulled Prompto away, as he rotated mid-step to acknowledge the other’s presence in the vicinity. Though cerulean must’ve been lying to him- when he came across the alabaster garbed image of the Commander. “ Wait aren’t you--? ” The sentence came out thoughtlessly before he stifled the remainder, and curiously furrowed a brow in response to the inquiry. What did Ravus want to know about... chocobos, of all things? 

          “ Y-Yeah I do. But, well, the guys are kinda busy. Is... there a reason you asked? ”

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PSA:

Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.

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@chainedaccursed | Closed Starter

♜ —– Isolation had never been so sombre. Lacking in the usual infantry that marched the halls, and lingered in their assigned positions, it felt utterly abandoned inside the keep. And if they were purposely playing a prank on the naive royal, well, the lot of them certainly achieved their goal - but the blond assumed more serious matters were at hand, enough to snatch the presence of the empire’s military from his occupancy. Even the Emporer himself, no less.

Prompto wondered, albeit hesitantly in his mind if anyone remained on the forefront, though he despised becoming a nuisance to the men that surrounded him, it was just... lonely. Even the perturbing atmosphere that circled the famed Chancellor seemed like a comforting sense if only to solve his insecurities and deficiency of contact. So the prince gathered what courage he could muster, and sought out the finely garbed gentleman to satiate the weariness in his mood. The clink of heeled footwear resounded through the hallway in his stead, with digits curled into a tense fist as he approached the man’s study. And slither of hope remained that Ardyn was present, that he might be indulgent to a conversation or two. But it likely wouldn’t happen.

“ Uhh, Chancellor? ” He spoke up after a moment of indecision, lingering by the entrance with a crestfallen gaze. It should be fine, right? He wasn’t being too annoying. With a swift shake of the head, the royal knocked on the door and awaited a reaction beyond the barrier between both rooms, speaking softly with an apology, “ Sorry, you mind if I come in? I just... wanted to ask some questions real quick. Or talk, if that’s okay? ”

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@tempcsts | Sinday Meme | Closed

♜ —– A SNICKER was enough to deride the uncertainty from the Shield, and relay that his intentions had well been victorious. It was so entertaining. With unfaltering enjoyment in taking advantage of certain angles from the Shield’s perspective, he made sure Gladio saw a variety of promiscuous moments during their most recent conflicts. Enough to garner a reaction worthy of laughter, and uphold notoriety that he could make the other TICK far more than the rest was capable of. 

Not that they would gamble such a fate, at risk of conjuring an involuntary aggression from the Shield and suffering his wrath in the form of a headlock. The gunslinger would’ve preferred to keep his hair perfectly groomed, so he approached the subject with subtlety, directed towards Gladio and no one else. As his form brushed gently against the other’s physique, and Prompto’s clothed backside playfully bumped his front. The way their distance meant naught for stimulation when cerulean glazed over in unspeakably seductive tones and frequently met Gladio’s. Not to mention, the occasional caress of wandering fingertips along the intricate design coating his biceps.

But as Prompto’s flirtatious actions were eventually called out, he couldn’t mask how much FUN he’d been experiencing until then, and dismissively smacked him on the shoulder, “ C’mon big guy. ” He smirked. Weight immediately burdened the tattooed swordsman as he leaned onto Gladio, stray locks of blond tickling his complexion with a refreshed exhalation,  “ –An’ here I thought you had a little more patience for this stuff… unless I REALLY got you beat. ” He paused and glanced upwards with every intention to keep floating.

          “ Guess I gotta keep goin’ until YOU do something about it yourself. ”

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@zackleefair | Sinday Meme | Closed

♜ —– He wasn’t WRONG. 

Certainly not, when temptation ran deep within the probability of being exposed to the general public, during an intimacy even the gunslinger sheepishly avoided observing for too long. If he did, chances were that the imagery would’ve resulted in a grotesque mark on the side of his hand with the indentation of teeth, desperate at the time to suppress involuntary noises from echoing about the place. Sure it would hurt, but if it meant stabilising the chance of them being found out, then Prompto didn’t mind its stain. Not when they were so close to civilisation, and the tiniest peep could alert unsuspecting company.

Beneath a looming physique that provoked a lewdness from gawking alone, he wasn’t sure about continuing in their venture in all honesty. Not in doubt of being discovered - no that was far from a problematic tale - but that of failing to stifle his pleasurable fantasies. Endowed, and spoiled to no end by the delicate touches of the ex-SOLDIER. The slightest contact from those battle-worn fingertips did wonders to his freckled complexion, heaving a shudder that embarrassed Prompto to no end; to become so vulnerable, and eager no less. The sight of Mako infused irises focused on him, and him alone like an unspoken possessiveness.

Cerulean flitted to the side in a faltering gesture, as redness spread like a contagion across the blond’s cheeks. Deprived of half his clothing already, and nothing but trousers to secure him, a hand meekly gained enough initiative to slowly, and very intentionally hook underneath the hem. Considered a small show of entertainment to Zack, fingers tugged it downwards to give a peek at his garments underneath, before he smiled playfully.

          “ Y-You’re gonna be a real pain in the butt… but not gonna lie, i-it’s kinda fun… ”

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[ Finally coming on when mostly everyone is asleep. Living the good rp life. ]

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 I survived because     the fire inside burned brighter than the fire around me.

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mortiferumhelianthus‌:

🌻 Prompto was silent at first, staring in confusion at the man standing before him. He knew what he was, knew that he was a clone. Cor had made a point to keep him fully informed his whole life, it was the only way to truly make him understand why he was different. Why they had to train the way they did, why he had to follow such odd and strict rules. It was for his safety and for those around him as well.

But he’d also been told that all the other clones were…monsters, weapons now, they had nothing human left of them. 

So why was there one standing before him dressed as Imperial Royalty? It didn’t make any sense at all.

He didn’t realize he’d been staring slackjawed though until he felt an elbow nudge him, the others had already given their names to be polite. “Oh uh-Prom-Prompto. Prompto Argentum–why do you look like me?” He blurted out before he could stop himself.

♜ —– Straight to the POINT. Although the inquiry was suspected as much, there wasn’t a conclusive answer for it, not yet anyway. Not until he investigated further into this ‘Prompto Argentum’, or left the search to a few others under the Imperial influence. Regardless the tidings that would come, he held an undeniable interest in the other clone and tread closer towards the blond, extending a greeting in the form of a handshake. He didn’t appear versatile despite the bewilderment, which Solis was thankful for.

          “ It’s... nice to meet you. But funny you should ask that. ” The prince responded, as he left a convincing smile stretched across his lips, and humorously laughed. Awkward- that’s what it was, and Solis felt the tension nipping at his fingertips, enough he strained to keep his arm extended. “ That is- if you’re okay talking about it here... or wanna meet up again? ” He added finally and met eyes equally similar to his with genuine interest.

It was an open invitation at its best, though the royal was skeptical of the other’s extensive knowledge. Whether he knew of his origins or was completely oblivious to the experimentation of the chief researcher’s genes, but he hoped to find out.