[m-ythos]

𝐌-𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒 //  indie  &  semi-selective  account  for  𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃  from  final fantasy 16.  crossover,  au,  &  oc  friendly.  must  be  over  18 +  to  interact.  please  read  the  guidelines  for  further  details,  thank  you.

    𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒   ✦   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   ✦   𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄  𝐓𝐀𝐆

[m-ythos]

In the dimly lit confines of a concealed mithril cave is where our warrior was, the air was thick with combined scents of earth and minerals. Soft glistening lights from the cave’s natural luminescence veiled long shadows on the walls, revealing their rough and rather jagged surfaces of the cave’s interior. Clive who was on an expedition had his dark hair slightly disheveled from the exertions of the day, he was knelt beside a figure slumped against the cool, rocky floor.

The stranger was utterly unknown, an unfamiliar face whose features bore a striking resemblance to someone Clive could have sworn he had seen before - or perhaps not. This young man's doll-like complexion was pale, and his silver hair fanned out around him like a halo of moonlight.

Clive could not help but share an expression of concern as he gently cradled the stranger's head on his knee. He popped open a leather pouch in order to pour trickles of water to try and somehow bring the stranger to life

❝ Come now, ❞ Clive murmured softly, his voice almost lost in the vast silence of the cave. ❝ You must wake up. ❞

@k-adaj

[m-ythos]

“Clive! I found a lost cat! Wanna see her? She even followed me home, I have her in my room.” /so random.

clive's attention was swiftly engrossed , his curiosity enthralled . any conversation exchanged between himself & otto came to a pause in order to accommodate her spontaneously uncharacteristic claim . ❛ a cat? ❜ aboard the hideaway? our outlaw's steely gaze softened , after all , she appeared to be somewhat beaming at this phenomenon .

❛ i'd like that , lead the way . ❜ he addressed with an amiable smile . otto understodd the situation & pressed on no further , allowing them to have a moment of actual peace . the world always required saving but . . . it could wait for them , even if it were for a brief few minutes . clive unfolded both arms & quietly , patiently , waited to follow in her radiant pathway .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 : @ofdiamonddust

[a-rdere]

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. he has a gust of butterflies in his chest, but dutiful words of responsibility do not come. he'd spent weeks confined in the castle, trying to disregard own selfish thoughts in order to learn & refine all necessary teachings, but now that he's facing clive again, joshua realizes how standing here, together, camouflaged by the shadows of the great apple tree, he is simply unable to forget about the other half of his soul.

❝ the light of dawn has not reached mother yet, ❞ so he smiles a little wider, giving a warm, sincere gaze that wishes to explore everything, to understand everything. ❝ will you... share them with me? please? ❞ the gentle hands come to cradle clive's gloved one, squeezing tight, almost, pleading; ❝ if you grant me this one wish, i promise i will not skip any of my meal today. ❞

a subtle barter, yet one that cannot be helped. clive's presence is like a spark, rekindling those silly childish hopes & dreams which one day will disappear, but that day is not today, & joshua isn't ready to let them go just yet.

[m-ythos]

❛ very well , joshua . i will hold you to your word over tonight's dinner table . ❜ clive addressed his brother dearest with an honest heartfelt smile . to serve as an honorary kindle to the flame felt electrifying , after all . . . who else could appreciate such a cute expression from up-close without repercussion? on that note , clive would not be giving away no quarter , he would reap every ounce of the given opportunity in order to enjoy a memorable window of time with him.

to important matters at hand , matters not pertaining his grace's attention ; clive's cool gaze covertly sought out the station guards standing by the front door to the castle in the courtyard . a mutual silent exchange transpired , their silenced lips in case mother stormed out , in trade they would receive a good word from the first shield himself . glad with the results , clive's beaming countenance once again swam to joshua's own whilst his occupied hand squeezed gently back .

❛ it is a long walk . i believe you should conserve your energy so , ❜ not a word more & clive turned tail , descended upon one knee & peaked over his slender shoulder . ❛ allow me to carry the great phoenix on this journey of ours . ❜ one last concluding action for their voyage to bear fruit at last .

[oriflammes]

❝ i'm here to even the odds. any objections? ❞

[m-ythos]

What sort of morning routine does Clive has? Are there any small luxuries he allows himself - a nice lotion or scented oils, something like that? Anything for his hair, skin, lips (does he need chapstick, or is he, unlike me, blessed with lips that rarely get chapped)? What sort of personal care does he have?

due to spending such a lengthy span of time with the empire , clive developed a rather strict routine which gradually improved once he took over cid's role . he washes his face in the morning with a mixture of water & mild, handmade herbal soap . this gentle cleanser , crafted from ingredients handpicked by crafting specialists over at the hideaway , helps to cleanse & soothe his skin .

to moisturize his face , he utilizes a basic blend of natural oils extracted from herbal sources . these nourishing oils offer hydration alongside protection from rough elements , keeping his skin supple & guarded .

for his hair , clive relies on a wooden comb to tame it as much as possible & keep it tangle-free which is almost impossible . he occasionally massages his scalp with a blend of herbal-infused oils , believed to promote hair health .

while his lips rarely suffer from dryness , he carries a small tin of lip balm ( honey ) in his pocket , a practical measure to ensure they remain nourished during arduous missions in various climates .

as for scents , he embraces the fragrance of natural elements . he might rub a sprig of herbs or a few drops of essential oil extracted from flowers like rose or jasmine on his pulse points if he needs to persuade someone during speech , allowing their delicate aromas to accompany him throughout majority of day .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 : @svnsworn

[m-ythos]

Besides the obvious, what is one of Clive's most memorable scars? Was it something from his childhood, gotten while playing with Jill and Joshua, or training with Sir Rodney? Or was it during his time spent on the front lines where his mother sent him? Or maybe something and somewhere in-between? When he looks at the scar, is it a painful memory, or something fond?

despite a few years away from the empire's clutches , one scar still remained etched into his flesh , one from a stab wound just under his left breast which is mostly visible if someone is up close to focus on it . it serves as a poignant reminder of a pivotal moment in his life . it was not obtained during his childhood escapades with jill nor joshua , not during his training under the watchful eye of sir rodney . instead , the scar was earned during a bloody campaign on front lines , where he fought as a member of the bastards , a unit of sanbrequois warriors . it was bitterly delivered by none other than tiamat as a cue that clive belonged solely to the empire .

during his initial introduction to the empire's requests from him as a branded , clive rebelled constantly & his rebellious nature was punished accordingly ; defiance , however was not an appreciated action & when clive shielded a family from a local platoon belonging to the empire , he was rebuked with a stab wound from his commanding officer , tiamat .

when clive gazes upon that scar , it evokes a mix of hopelessness , of defeat at his own weakness within him . it is not so much a memory he can simply categorize as purely painful . instead , it represents a complex blend of anguish , forgiveness of himself & hopefully forgetfulness through time .

the scar serves as a constant reminder of the battles he fought , the lives lost , & the atrocities he was forced to commit in the name & honour of someone else .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 : @svnsworn

[m-ythos]

17 & 15 ( from a-rdere )

15 : sunshine or rain?

hidden deep within its tapestry dressed walls , rosalith castle kept many rooms concealed out of sight ; forgotten by each passing generation , some even brought to ruin due to time's unforgiving touch . when storms brewed & the skies darkened with fervent ardour , clive & joshua escaped together to the confines of a concealed ceiling . they were not deterred by webs nor its critters for the first shield of rosaria kept its firebird well protected . the vast expanse allowed them to lay down & stare skywards into beautiful sights . high above , nestled into the towering ceiling's stretching space , a glass window peered into the outside world . cascading rain gently tapped into its clear form & under its reckless abandon they shared tales , laughed together & watched as the stormy sky unravelled in its own fury . rain holds a special meaning to clive , it is a time where he can reflect to happier days & hope for a better tomorrow in where he , joshua , & many others can too enjoy the rain like they used to .

17 : cake or pie?

certainly pie . cake was highly unlikely to be distributed to those originating from nobility. although belonging to nobility himself , due to anabella's disdain towards his failure on attaining the phoenix's blessing , clive was often fed alongside other militia . foot soldiers often received rations due to their ease of transportation & logistics , hence why pie became an all time favourite because it was pie he delighted on having during celebration time . of course he did not show his delight , but deep inside it made his teenage years all the better . clive still order pie once in awhile from the tub & crown over at the hideaway.

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 : 🕊soft and ethereal asks🕊 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 : @a-rdere

[m-ythos]

❛ In the tapestry of life, our are souls entwined, An unbreakable bond, I will see it forever defined. ❜

[cloudxstrife-deactivated2025111]

“I AM JOSHUA’S SHIELD. I’M SWORN TO PROTECT HIM.”

[m-ythos]

@a-rdere

[soulsighs]

aesthetic themed ask list

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

fin.

[c-h-e-r-i-e-deactivated20200220]

🕊soft and ethereal asks🕊

1.secret garden or forest?

2.the stars or the moon?

3.neck kisses or french kisses?

4.1700’s/1800’s or 1900’s/2000’s?

5.poetry books or illustrations?

6.itunes or vinyl?

7.fairies or pixies?

8.water nymph or forest nymph?

9.kittens or baby lambs?

10.rainbow or sunrise?

11.new moon or full moon?

12.fiction or short stories?

13.green tea or jasmine tea?

14.lavender or roses?

15.sunshine or rain?

16.misty forest or sunny meadow?

17.cake or pie?

18.happiness or luck?

19.silk or cotton?

20.love story or fairytale?

21.dreams or reality?

22.diamonds or gold?

24.chocolate or vanilla?

25.series or books?

26.romance novels or mystery novels?

27.smooth jazz or classical music?

28.dancing or cooking classes?

29.cocktail night or cinema?

30.concert or play?

31.cherries or cream?

32.candles or pillows?

33.ocean or lake/river?

34.time turner or flying?

35.mermaids or angels?

36.coffee or tea?

37.makeup or natural?

38.black or white?

39.drawings or paintings?

40.early bird or night owl?

41.introvert or extrovert?

42.winter or summer?

42.spring or fall?

43.classic or modern?

[m-ythos]

❛ nobility is defined by what you do, not who you are. ❜ ( from dion @madrites )

in a world gripped by disarray , upheaval & pandemonium , people had to stand united by rationales higher than status & power. our outlaw devoted his entire concentration on each word spoken just to better grasp dion's nature , it was only fitting to spare a moment when he'd been so kind to assist the hideaway's cause.

❛ precisely , i could not have spoken better words . ❜ clive nonchalantly crossed both his muscular arms underneath his chest . no matter how noble or self-giving dion might have been , ever since his arrival to the hideaway he had displayed symptoms of discomfort . . . pain even . ❛ do you have a moment to listen , your highness? ❜ it is then that clive's lips sealed themselves in order to wait for approval . regardless of everything which transpired so far across history , dion still upheld a noble's status & as such he would be treated with respect .

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 : 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥 / 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 : @madrites

[elluvians-deactivated20260113]

[m-ythos]

“  i want to be more like you   ” // from joshua ( a-rdere ).

❛ well , i hardly serve as a fitting example . ❜ he expressed himself quietly in light of joshua's praise . people often perceived perfection in others through their feats , their acts of heroism even , when they themselves served as the very foundation allowing such divine miracles to transpire ; clive approached his loved one & leaned 'pon one of many wood railings in the hideaway , reminiscing on their past together & joshua's constant turmoil on feeling as if his value were lesser.

they have always been on equal terms he'd have liked to believe but . . . not anymore , such a verdict had certainly been buried in the past . joshua had grown into a fine man , one whose lofty ideals carried hope & burdens perhaps far too heavy for his benevolent shoulders at times. ❛ listen to me , joshua , ❜ our outlaw's sharp yet weary gaze burrowed into the phoenix's image , never growing tired of his mesmerizing countenance.

❛ you have come far on your own . fought countless battles & saved many without my aid , i am proud of you . ❜ clive bestowed a tender & genuine smile , all whilst reaching over with an open palm in order to deliver a gentle squeeze to the phoenix's shoulder . ❛ when this is all over , you & I shall have a lot of things to catch up with , that is a promise. ❜ a promise in order to patch up the ache of his failure in his duties as both brother & first shield to the flame.

[m-ythos]

he appeared to be pensive , certainly lost in thought when perusing the newest additions on the hunting board ; chocobo connoisseur what a strange name indeed .

[a-rdere]

𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐒. the sandstorm is finally receding, now barely an echo of hot wind. joshua wishes to retract & carry own weight, but clive's steely eyes & firm hold say otherwise. therefore they stroll together, walking through the boundless mounds of sand, not daring to turn their thoughts into words until they reach the oasis where their chocobos are stationed.... or rather, just one.

joshua stops for a moment, his sapphire eyes glimpsing at the harsh scenery around. ❝ where's.... the other? ❞ muttering in a low, clearly baffled tone, the young archduke looks back at the snow-white chocobo & then at clive. the firmness of his hold seemingly diminishing with every bad news they take, but that's expected, considering everything they've endured on this long, perilous journey, making joshua's resolve burn all the brighter. ❝ there are fresh imprints in the sand, ❞ so he points out, giving a subtle glint of hope in shape of a nod towards that general direction; ❝ if we make haste, perhaps we can still find it before the winds best us. what say you, brother? ❞

[m-ythos]

adversity never took a moment to dream , constantly dogging them without a moment of respite ; ' thank you , brother , for shouldering these burdens of mine alongside me ' our outlaw's last thoughts parted before having knelt aside the fresh trail . chocobo tracks indeed , each print hard pressed as if they had scurried away in a hurry.

❛ you might be right , joshua . i'd wager our friend left in a hurry due to something else probably chasing it . ❜ despite their docile exterior , dhalmekian dunes have held for a very long time reputable tales of ferocious beasts hiding in wait for those less fortunate . concerned for ambrosia's newest companion , clive rose up & shared an unyielding glance to his loved one.

❛ let us make haste then. ❜ as a leader of men he took charge , marching forth into the desert's heart with joshua tailing behind . the chocobo's trail lead further up north 'till towering cliffs eventually met them . they appeared almost unnatural , as if the tectonic plates had shifted in some past catastrophe making their jagged stone walls tower high ; up ahead a sandstone cave inlaid , a large hole neatly cut into the cliff belly .

❛ are you all set? i cannot promise it will be an easy task . ❜ only the founder knew what hid within the veil of darkness brooding within the grotto.