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for it’s out of the darkness that we learn to see Independent Ignis Scientia of Final Fantasy XV Private. Selective. Written by Elsa.
Please explain to my Muse why you’re naked.
@novuscaelum asked: For some reason, Novus was feeling extremely clingy towards Noctis today. Perhaps it was the weather or something else entirely like separation anxiety beginning to bud in the one-year-old but whatever it was he'd begin to cry as soon as he was placed down on the floor making Novus tail the King and follow him as quickly as his little legs would run after him. "DaaaaDaaaaa!" he wailed banging on the door he'd seen Noctis disappear behind as the Prince sat on the floor. "Daaa Ouuut!"
Noctis hasn’t even had time to take a seat at his desk when the pounding on his study door starts. He pauses. And sighs. But ultimately, he can’t bring himself to feel especially put out as he turns back towards the door. As he opens it, he’s thankful that it opens inward.
“You’ve definitely got my sense of drama,” he observes wryly, plopping down to sit cross-legged on the floor in his doorway. “Alright, kiddo, let’s have it. What’s the problem?” Granted, he can’t say he’s expecting a particularly coherent answer.
so, grandma died
phone rang at 6:15 in the morning and my dad and my brother hadn’t even left for work yet. I knew what the call was gonna be.
no one needs to worry. I am fine. I’m not particularly sad. that sounds callous, but if I spoke to my grandparents twice in a calendar year, it was a good year. I am sad for my dad and my aunt and my uncle, but I myself am fine.
I feel…something, I guess. just not sure what it is.
@akingoftragedy asked: “My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people’s.”
Oscar Wilde sentence starters | Accepting
Noct’s eyes narrow slightly, and his brow furrows with concern that is...probably at least mostly feigned. “I mean, valid, but--would running the country fall under the category of your business or other peoples?” he asks. It seems like an important distinction to figure out.
Oscar Wilde quotes - sentence starters
1. “Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
2. “There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.”
3. “True friends stab you in the front.”
4. “There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.”
5. “My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people’s.”
6. “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
7. “Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.”
8. “The truth is rarely pure and never simple.”
9. “I can resist anything except temptation.”
10. “Live! Live the wonderful life that is in you! Let nothing be lost upon you. Be always searching for new sensations. Be afraid of nothing!”
11. “Memory is the diary that we all carry with us.”
12. “The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.”
13. “It is better to have a permanent income than to be fascinating.”
14. “Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has ever known.”
15. “I have the simplest of tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.”
16. “To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.”
17. “I am so clever that sometimes I do not understand a single word of what I am saying.”
18. “I can never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read on the _____.”
19. “You can never be overdressed or over-educated.”
20. “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
21. “If one cannot enjoying reading a book over and over again, there is no point in reading it at all.”
22. “I don’t want to go to Heaven. None of my friends are there.”
23. “Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.”
24. “The heart was made to be broken.”
25. “With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?”
26. “Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.”
27. “Who, being loved, is poor?”
28. “I have nothing to declare except my genius.”
29. “Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.”
30. “Whenever people agree with me, I always feel I must be wrong.”
31. “To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like carelessness.”
32. “The world is a stage and the play is badly cast.”
33. “To get back my youth, I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.”
34. “The suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.”
35. “Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.”
36. “An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all.”
37. “I may not agree with you, but I will defend to the death your right to make an ass of yourself.”
38. “There is no sin except stupidity.”
Added Cor to the party, but since poor guy didn’t have place in the Regalia it looks like this. Well, at least he gets plenty of exercise.
Final Fantasy XV | NOCTIS LUCIS CAELUM
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@ardynzunia | [x]
Noctis didn’t quite slap Ardyn’s hand away. The older man pulled away just in time when he saw the flicker of movement, an old habit from the days when thieves could risk losing a hand if they were caught. It still had the intended result however, with the old thief quickly backing away from the bedside table.
“Ah, terribly sorry highness, I only meant to examine it.” He smiled apologetically, “Does the little toy have special meaning to you?”
Noct retracts his hand with a jerk, as if the initial attempt to slap Ardyn’s hand away hadn’t been entirely conscious. He glances aside and hunches slightly, shoving his hands into his pockets, embarrassed in the same way as a preteen being caught with a teddy bear.
“Dad gave it to me,” he answers, voice half a step up from a mumble. “When I was little.”
Thank you, my little friend.
@novuscaelum asked: "Dad! Dad! Look!" the six-year-old was practically beaming as he held up one of Noctis's expensive dress-shirts that was completely covered in brightly colored fabric paint squiggles and doodles. "I made it better! Now you can wear colors too instead of just black. Isn't that great? I did everything in the closet with help too!"
Oh
Well
That
...That is not good. Looks a bit like Alice In Wonderland had a rave in it, and apparently he’s got a whole closet of it to salvage.
Noctis’s expression goes carefully blank, in that way it always used to when he was at banquets he didn’t want to be at as a teenager. “You’re not supposed to go messing with peoples things without permission, Novus,” he points out levelly, before asking cautiously, “Who helped you? And was it just my closet, or your mom’s, too?”
@ardynzunia
“Well it is your name Som!” He said with a laugh, and he seemed a much younger man than he actually was in the moment. But then he frowned, as if realizing something about what he said wasn’t right. He had to pause for a moment, taking in the area they were in and realizing it wasn’t the right place for that name. The city was too new, and the boy beside him dressed unlike the young king from so many centuries before.
“No, no that’s not right is it? You’re Noctis.” He rubs his eyes and suddenly seems quite tired, “Well. You still look better with a flower in your hair.”
Noct’s eyes narrow slightly in concern that’s hardly even masked. For a split second, he feels a ridiculous urge to bring a hand to Ardyn’s forehead, because when you know Ignis for going on 17 years, occasionally some habits get absorbed by osmosis.
He does not do that, thankfully. Instead he asks, cautiously, “...Tell me about him?” like he isn’t quite sure it’s the right thing to say. “Other than the fact that he looks like me--or, I guess I look like him.”