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❝   Once  the  sacred  Ring  is  replete  with  power,  the  True  King  will  complete  his  ascension.  Only  then  can  he  banish  the  blight  upon  our  star.  By  the  power  of  the  Light  alone  is  the  Chosen  King  made  manifest.  With  the  Glaive  of  Kings,  the  Stone  of  Legend,  and  the  Ring  of  Light  in  hand,  the  Chosen's  power  will  surpass  that  of  even  the  gods  themselves.  By  that  selfsame  power,  with  the  True  King  as  its  vessel,  the  darkness  shall  be  purged  from  our  star,  and  dawn  shall  return  to  our  world  once  more.   ❞

#  𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐌𝐍𝐔𝐒   //      a  private  &&  selective  portrayal  of  FFXV's  Noctis  Lucis  Caelum.  With  elements  of  loss,  violence  &&  mental  anguish.  Trigger  warnings  and  dark  themes  will  be  present  on  this  blog.  I  delve  into  Noctis'  mindset  a  lot  and  unwrap  the  complexities  of  his  character.   I  will  not  downplay  any  part  of  him. 

Affiliated  with  :  Battleshot  ,  Topmechaniic.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 ;; general etiquette applies. no godmodding , ect. don't drag me into your drama , i'm not here for it. i'm not into call out / cancel culture either. i won't reblog call outs. i do read them , however i am free to make my own mind up about someone. i will not ever create a DNI. i do understand why people do it and you'll get no judgements from me, I simply do not wish to be a part of it. I'm here to write. 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 ;; this blog is multi-ship / multi-verse. here they be no ship crossovers. i don't often duplicate ship. i put a lot of time and effort into any ships that i have and therefore I don't generally have an interest in having more than that. for example , if i ship noctis with prompto; it's highly unlikely i will ship with another one i'm also not here for the ship wars. let me make one thing clear ; no ship is superior. if you enjoy a ship , good for you. if you dislike a ship , also good for you. don't make it someone else's problem. What I will say is though, I do like open communication with my shipping partners, I can't ship with you if I feel like I can't talk to you. Also, I am well within my right to drop a ship at any time, whether it's because I feel like it's run it's course or because I feel lack of interest. Same of course, goes for you. 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 / 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 ;; just like you , i hold the right to unfollow as i see fit. i won't make a fuss if i don't like something , i'll simply move on. the same respect will be given to you should you choose to either unfollow or block me. 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 ;; I'm not here for it. I don't want to be pulled into social politics of any form. I simply want to write and enjoy myself and enjoy the stories that we write. I'm a tired bean... I don't have the brain power or function for it anymore. I just... don't. 𝐊𝐀𝐘 ;; Is me. Hi. (: Social introvert. I'm too old to deal with BS , i'm just here for a good time. friendly enough , bit of a gremlin. uk based and sporadic.

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me poking my head in here and wondering if anyone is still around. i miss this boy a whole bunch ): he is and always will be one of my absolute favourites.

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@topmechaniic sent : are you ready to fly

They'd brought the Regalia in for a special upgrade. It would make travelling more manageable, but he could see the worried lines forming on Ignis' face -- probably at the thought of Noctis flying it. The Prince was known for getting distracted easily; that coupled with driving was bad enough at the best of times. And that was with all four wheels on the ground.

Still, he smiled as he imagined cutting the roads out completely and escaping the bumpy plains when they went off-road. Was he ready to fly? Absolutely.

Cindy’s voice drifted behind him as she wrapped up her rundown of the flight systems -- technical stuff, mostly. Noctis caught words like “stabilizers,” “altitude limits,” and “do not hit the big red switch unless you’re trying to crash,” but he was only half-listening. The Regalia hovered ahead, gleaming under the afternoon sun. It looked the same. Sleek. Regal. But now it had wings -- metaphorical ones, at least. She was about to leave the ground, and Noctis wasn’t the one behind the wheel.

He flopped into the passenger seat with a sigh, watching Ignis settle in with that composed, infuriatingly capable air. Typical.

He glanced back as the others piled in—Prompto already babbling about recording the whole thing, Gladio cracking some joke about in-flight snacks. Noctis wasn’t really paying attention. He had one hand on the armrest, fingers twitching like they wanted to steer something. The Regalia lifted smoothly. Too smoothly, actually. Noctis felt his stomach tilt, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he pressed his forehead to the glass, watching the ground slide away beneath them.

No more bumpy off-road detours. No more roadside daemons. Just air. Sky. Distance. It was kind of beautiful. And he wasn’t flying. He didn’t pout. Not really. Maybe just a little.

He leaned toward Ignis. “C’mon. Just for a little bit?” But his advisors look was more than enough for Noctis to get the meaning behind it. "Not even a little?" The look from Ignis was more intense, he could almost hear the disapproving sound of his name from his lips. He clicked his tongue and slumped back in the seat but soon enough a beep from the dashboard caught his ear, and a red warning light flickered. STABILIZER SYSTEM WARNING. "Uh... Ignis?" Noct leaned forward, watching as Ignis' hands tightened on the wheel. That wasn't a good sign.

And the Regalia tilted to the left side first, before her nose dipped down. Gladio had pulled Noctis back, his arm creating a barrier in front of the Prince, shielding him from the vibrations as the car hit the ground none too gently.

"I guess none of us are flying it then..." Noct groaned as he shoved Gladio's arm from him. "I think we should call Cindy... again... she's going to have our asses for this one..."

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PROMPTS FROM THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE *  assorted dialogue from the 2013 film, adjust as necessary

if you die, and i live, i'd have nothing. nobody else that i care about.

it's different for you. your family needs you.

you have to live. for them.

nobody needs me.

i do. i need you.

how does that sound?

what if we set your backyard on fire?

he can't hurt me. there's no one left that i love.

remember who the real enemy is.

we got married... in secret.

we want our love to be eternal.

we've been luckier than most.

i just wanted to say that i didn't know [name]. i only spoke to him once.

he could have killed me, but instead he showed me mercy.

that's a debt i'll never be able to repay.

she wasn't just my ally. she was my friend.

i couldn't save her. i'm sorry.

you guys look amazing.

so what do you think, now that the whole world wants to sleep with you?

i wasn't talking to you.

will you unzip?

thanks. let's do it again sometime.

the way the whole "friend" thing works is you have to tell each other the deep stuff.

what's your favorite color?

now you've stepped over the line.

see, this is why no one lets you make the plans.

you have been our mission from the beginning.

the plan was always to get you out.

people are looking to you, [name].

you've given them an opportunity. they just have to be brave enough to take it.

we have seen a lot of tears here tonight.

you are angry. tell me why.

i'm getting totally screwed over here.

now you wanna kill me again.

nobody decent ever wins the games.

nobody ever wins the games. period. there are survivors. there's no winners.

love is weird.

i would love to borrow that outfit someday.

you look pretty terrifying in that get-up.

i outgrew them.

any secrets worth my time?

unfortunately, i think that's true.

i'm sorry you had to cancel your wedding.

i'm really not in the mood for a lecture.

you don't have to apologize to anybody, including me.

i hardly know anything about you except that you're stubborn and good with a bow.

there's more than that. you just don't want to tell me.

make him pay for it.

any last advice?

stay alive.

she's committed, i'll give her that.

you saved my life. you gave me a chance.

fear does not work as long as there is hope.

you were dead. your heart stopped.

how rude of them.

eyes bright, chins up, smiles on.

we're a team, aren't we?

i am truly sorry.

you both deserved so much better.

i don't want to be with anyone else in there. just you.

that's what i want.

no waving and smiling this time.

i want you to look straight ahead as if the audience and this whole event are beneath you.

that should be easy.

be careful. it's a force field up there.

i think these games are gonna be different.

i guess we're not holding hands anymore.

i don't care about any of them.

i'm here to drink.

you know and i know there's only one person walking out of here, and it's gonna be one of us.

i get to say goodbye.

they will kill us.

whatever game you think you're playing, those out there are not playing it with you.

i don't want you to get hurt.

so how do you like the party?

you could live a hundred lifetimes and never deserve that boy.

you don't want to shoot her.

how about i shoot both of you?

get them out of here.

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@battleshot sent : “I  bet  the  king  himself  doesn't  have  a  view  like  this!  I  could  stay  up  here  forever!”

If he tried to say the road trip had started well, he’d be lying. The car had broken down not long after they had left the Crown City—barely out of its borders—leaving them stranded on the side of the road with no choice but to push it the rest of the way to Hammerhead.

Noctis and Prompto grumbled the entire way, their complaints ranging from how unfair it was to how their royal road trip had already gone horribly wrong. Noctis had even half-jokingly suggested calling someone to tow it, but Ignis had simply adjusted his glasses and reminded him that help wasn’t always a luxury they could rely on.

By the time they finally reached Hammerhead, Noctis was convinced his arms were about to fall off. His legs ached, his back throbbed, and he was fairly certain he’d never look at the Regalia the same way again. He all but collapsed against the car, groaning that he never wanted to move again—at least not for the next seventy-five years.

Gladio just snorted and told him to stop being such a princess, while Ignis let out a long-suffering sigh, already making a mental checklist of everything else they needed to take care of. Noctis had to agree. This trip was already off to a terrible start.

Camping was not on his list of things to do that night, especially in the middle of nowhere, and for the first night of having nothing soft to lie on; he couldn't settle. Trying his best to get out of the tent without waking anyone; he hadn't noticed right then that there was already one less person even in the tent.

That was, until he stepped outside and saw Prompto sitting on the edge of the haven, gazing out along the view. "Prom?"

"I bet the king himself doesn't have a view like this! I could stay up here forever."

Noctis gazed out over the plains, the night air cool against his skin as the tall grass swayed lazily in the breeze. In the distance, the mountains loomed against the horizon, their dark silhouettes cutting into the deep blue sky. The moon peeked out from behind them, its soft glow spilling over the rugged slopes and stretching across the open land, bathing everything in pale silver light.

Above, the stars shimmered like scattered diamonds, their faint glow reflecting in his tired eyes. The world felt quiet—still—a stark contrast to the chaos of the day. For a moment, he just stood there, letting it all sink in. Out here, under the endless sky, things didn’t feel quite so heavy.

"Yeah... you'd never get a view like this in the city."

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I am aware my carrd is none functioning at the moment and that will be rectified as soon as I can! In the meantime I’ll be adding some basic rules to the pinned post.

[witch1nghour]

𝜗𝜚 ⠀𝗕𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗕   ﹔   various  sentence  starters   (   platonic/romantic/antagonistic/etc   )  from   THE HUNCHBACK OF. NOTRE DAME   (   1996   )   .  please   , like   or reblog   if   you   plan   on   using   .   don’t   claim   as   your   own   .   content   warning   :  violence tw   .  

they  don't  ring  all  by  themselves.

will  today  be  the  day?

are  you  ready  to  fly?

aren't  you  going  to  watch  the  festival  with  us?

take  it  from  an  old  spectator,  life's  not  a  spectator  sport.

if  watchin'  is  all  you're  gonna  do,  then  you're  gonna  watch  your  life  go  on  without  you.

better  to  bed  forgiveness  than  to  ask  permission.

ignorance  is  bliss.

what  [ name  ] doesn't  know,  can't  hurt  you!

how  can  I  protect  you,  unless  you  always  stay  in  here?

why  invite  their  calumny  and  consternation?

stay  in  here,  be  faithful  to  me.

give  me  one  day  out  there.

hurry  -  here's  your  chance!

you  speak  of  justice,  yet  you  are  cruel  to  those  most  in  need  of  your  help.

are  you  always  this  charming,  or  am  I  just  lucky?

candlelight...privacy...  music.  can't  think  of  a  better  place  for  hand-to-hand  combat!

I'd  settle  for  your  name.

you  can't  right  all  the  wrongs  in  this  world  by  yourself.

I  don't  know  if  you  can  hear  me,  or  if  you're  even  there.

haven't  you  caused  enough  trouble  already?

you  mustn't  run  too  fast,  or  she'll  get  away!

what  is  this  place?

did  you  make  all  these  things  yourself?

I  bet  the  king  himself  doesn't  have  a  view  like  this!  I  could  stay  up  here  forever.

do  you  think  I'm  evil?

the  trick  is  not  to  look  down.

I'm  never  going  back  out  there  again.

this  is  where  I  belong.

if  you  ever  need  sanctuary,  this  will  show  you  the  way.

I  dare  to  dream  that  she  might  even  care  for  me.

like  fire,  hellfire,  this  fire  in  my  skin.

this  burning  desire  is  turning  me  to  sin.

it's  not  my  fault!

it's  not  my  fault  if,  in  god's  plan,  he  made  the  devil  so  much  stronger  than  a  man.

let  her  taste  the  fires  of  hell.

I'll  find  her  if  I  have  to  burn  down  all  of  paris.

I'm  beginning  to  fear  the  worst.

you've  done  so  much  for  me  already,  my  friend,  but  I  must  ask  your  help  one  more  time.

shh,  shh,  shh.  you'll  hide  here  until  you're  strong  enough  to  move.

I'm  tired  of  trying  to  be  something  that  I'm  not.

you  took  a  terrible  risk  coming  here.

what  makes  a  monster  and  what  makes  a  man?

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"My son..." A deep voice appeared in the misty haze of the dawn, one on which Noctis would not be physically present for. "You have traveled a long road.. and despite all odds, you brought dawn upon the land once more.." His hand placed upon the King's shoulder. "Rest now, you have walked tall, and your legacy will live on... through your friends, and the people." / regis for one son (: ( possibly from a besto freddo )

It had not been an easy road—not for any of them. They had lost too much along the way, fragments of themselves that could never be reclaimed. Wounds that time would never truly heal. And yet, despite it all, they kept moving forward. Because they had to. Because he had to.

The King took a breath—one he did not need, one that would never reach his lungs. And yet, he took it anyway. Out of habit. Out of memory. Perhaps, out of longing.

A hand settled on his shoulder. He shouldn’t have felt it—there was nothing left of him to feel. And yet, he did. A warmth, an undeniable weight, something steady in the vast emptiness. A touch that made him feel real. A voice, familiar and distant, like a dream he thought he'd lost forever. His father’s voice.

For a moment, he closed his eyes, letting himself exist in that impossible comfort.

The price of the dawn had been steep. Unforgiving. It had taken everything from him. But he would pay it again. A thousand times over. For them.

"It will," he finally whispered, the words soft but sure. His gaze fell upon them—his brothers in arms, his dearest friends. They stood in the golden light of the new day, unaware of him, unable to see him. And yet, he was there. Watching. Protecting. Loving them still. They would remember him. Not as a king who sacrificed himself, not as a legend etched into history, but as he truly was—a friend, a brother, a man. The road they walked together, the battles they fought, the laughter, the sorrow, the moments in between—it would live on in them. And though their grief would linger, though the ache of loss might never fully fade, they would go on. They would find their way. That, more than anything, gave him peace.

The world would endure. Not because of him alone, but because of all who fought, all who suffered, all who believed in the light beyond the darkness. The world belonged to them now.

At last, Noctis could rest.

Turning, he met his father’s gaze—an image etched forever in his mind. He reached up, covering the old King’s hand with his own. A small, knowing smile touched his lips as he spoke the final words of his journey.

"I'm ready."

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God. Playing this game again… I forgot how much I love it.

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Are interacting with OCs okay on here?

Honestly, it all depends on the OC themselves. I'm not against OC's as a whole in truth and I do appreciate the thought that goes into a lot of them. I have interacted with OC's in the past, both here and on my other blogs.

However, that being said. I don't interact with OC children of canon characters. That's my personal preference, its nothing against those who write these kinds of characters, I just personally don't interact with them. Expanding on that, I don't generally write with OC's who're related to canon characters either as a general rule. There is one exception to that last point but that is simply because of how it came about rather than anything else.

So I guess in short, the answer is; yes I do. Unless its a child/relation of a canon character.

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I have updated my rules a touch, moreso in regards to the mains and exclusives. Which I will be adding across all of my blogs. In essence, we all know how exclusives work. But for a while I've been treating mains as low-key exclusives which I am no longer going to do. While my mains will always get priority; I will also write with duplicates of these muses.

[lenoirexv]

Chapter 14 (OG) | Gifs

[emy-san]

At peace.

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❝ we will make it through. ❞ @shieldofvalor // prompt from god knows how long ago.

“ So you say.. “ Noctis groaned, almost losing his boot in an effort to pull it out of the mud. His hair stuck to his face and he couldn’t tell where his shirt ended and his skin began. Soaked through to the bone that badly it was almost like they were one. “ But we’ve been stuck in this bog for half an hour and have only made it about a third of the way across. “

Next time Noctis opts for a shortcut, perhaps they should all tell him no.

Although he couldn’t have foreseen that the skys would open above them either, nor that the ground would shift beneath their feet and make their passing even harder. “ Maybe we should go back? “ It would take them just as long but at least it wouldn’t be as long as continuing on. Though he wasn’t about to complain about it; his knee was really beginning to hurt him. Maybe it showed on his face, that he was in discomfort. 

“ Ugh… I don’t even think Ignis’ magical cleaning remedy will get the mud out of these clothes.”

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[ TEND ]:    sender and receiver tend to one another’s wounds in the aftermath of a fight. (from lunafreya 🤍) @celestrahl

𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄, they’d been ambushed on the road; it had done nothing to instil confidence in his abilities. Watching Luna have to defend herself, he should have been quicker, he should have been stronger. Blue gaze locks onto the many cuts and bruises now forming on her arms, each one lancing through him; a guilt eating at him. If the others hadn’t been there, he knew the outcome would have been much worse.

“I’m sorry, Luna…” His voice quiet, reaching for one of the cloths to clean at one of the cuts on her arm. That route was supposed to have been the safest one they could travel by. Yet the monsters were getting braver by the day; something needed to be done about it. 

Gently he winds a bandage around her arm, knowing soon enough her brother would likely beat down the door and demand an explanation; he could already see that the blame would lie entirely at his feet. Ravus had never exactly seen eye to eye with Noctis, and he sure as hell didn’t like how close Noctis and Luna were. Could he blame him? She’d been hurt travelling with them. And though most of their wounds were superficial at best, that was only because they’d had guards with them.

It had been his idea to leave the safety of the city.

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small starter @nifhilium

𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇, feeling that same swell of anger rising in his chest. His fist clenching at his side; Noctis had a sense of deep routed unease whenever the chancellor was around. From the way the man spoke, to what he said; the somewhat overdramatic way he moved... almost like he was mocking them.

" What do you get out of this? " He questioned, and were they really going to trust him to guide them through a darkened dungeon. Like nothing could go wrong with that plan. He knew they had little choice in the matter, yet it simply wasn't sitting right with him...

"Well... lead the way..."