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INDIE PROMPTO ARGENTUM

OF FFXV

Crossover friendly || OC friendly || Dash only

Loved by: Jess

Promo by: @multimuseum

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During WOR, Libertus overhears some little kids talking about how they haven't had a hot meal in ages, so he whips up a basic recipe and makes them all something that isn't magnificent, but it's a hot meal with more flavor than they've eaten in a while.

His heart is big and soft.

[gingersmiith]

Libertus Ostium is a badass and I will hear no disagreement.

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“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.” ((glcived))

@glcived

“Then I guess I’ll never be hurtin’ again, cause you ain’t dyin’ on me until after I’m dead.” He’s half joking, half serious as he reaches forward and rests his forehead against Nyx’s with a small sigh.

“Doesn’t matter what anyone says or does to me, s’long as I got you by my side at the end of the day.”

Ew, Nyx. Look what you’ve done. You made him say something absolutely disgusting.

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@kingsglaivewulfrics

Annnd there it goes. He’s sick. Alllllllll over Nyx’s chest.

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@kingsglaivewulfrics

He stares. He stares for an inappropriate amount of time, taking in the sight of someone he thought dead for the past few months.

He looks the same, really, save for some new scars and additional weariness. His hair, his face, his eyes - gods, his eyes --

“Nyx?”

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❝Try to keep breathing.❞

@praesidio-mortuis

Try to keep breathing, sure. Breathe. In and out. He could do that, at the very least. Right?

It was hard to tell when the world was spinning too fast for him to even hope to find clarity. He was dizzy and nauseous, and the tightness in his chest made it impossible to draw easy breath.

Just what in the hell had gotten a hold of him?

“Easier...said than done.”

But he would try. In and out. In. Out. As long as he could keep himself reminded of that rhythm, he should make it at least long enough for medical to arrive.

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"It's not dangerous. I'll be fine."

@n0va-c41ne

“Cor said you were stubborn.”

Libertus had to contain an eye roll at her comment, no longer finding humor in her words - the very same that Nyx had said to him time and time again.

And look where that got him.

“I can’t stop you, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. Those Galahdian coeurls ain’t nothing like the ones you see out in Leide.

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“just be careful.”

@ofimmortal

“You got it, Marshal.”

Working along side of Cor at Lestallum was almost...comfortable. How quickly they had seemed to fall into rhythm with one another, heading their own divisions that were now, for all intents and purposes, united. One common goal, and a common enemy.

Libertus would daresay he even liked the man, and quite so at that.

“And uh, you too, yeah? Not that you need the luck or anything.” 

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‘No, you’ll get an infection’

@izzydeluca

“Ain’t nothin’ a little Galahdian ale can’t clean out.”

Will it sting like a bitch? More than likely. But this was the way he and Nyx used to tend to their injuries as kids, and they were still breathing -- for now, at least.

“Miracle liquid. That stuff’ll clean you inside and out.”

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God I wanna talk about those first few days that Lib is alone, waiting for Nyx while knowing in his heart his best friend is dead.

I wanna talk about how he has NO ONE. no one. He is forced to grieve alone with no support. Waking up and remembering that Nyx isn't here anymore.

I wanna talk about those few days where everything probably feels like it's crumbling down around him and breathing is hard and Nyx is gone - -

And he doesn't know what to do.

[rpmemestbh]

Breathing Trouble Starters

❝Are you having trouble breathing?❞

❝I’m having trouble breathing all of the sudden.❞

❝Can we get out of here? I need some air.❞

❝Inhaler. Where’s my inhaler?❞ 

❝Where did you put your inhaler?!❞

❝Fuck, I can’t breathe.❞

❝Hey – deep breaths, okay? In and out.❞

❝We need to get you to a hospital, now.❞

❝Do you have asthma?❞

❝Are you having an asthma attack?❞

❝I think I’m having an asthma attack.❞

❝I can’t stop–panicking and I can’t–breathe–I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die–❞

❝Sit up so you can breathe better.❞

❝Take your shirt off. Loosen your collar.❞

❝Are you okay? You’re breathing kinda shallow…❞

❝Don’t panic, okay? It’s only gonna make things worse.❞

❝In, 2, 3. Out, 2, 3. Just like that.❞

❝You’re hyperventilating, you’re making it worse.❞

❝My chest really hurts…❞

❝I feel like my throat is closing…❞

❝Whoa, hey – don’t pass out on me. Have a seat.❞

❝Try to keep breathing.❞

❝I think you went a little too hard on the exercise. Sit down.❞

❝Has your cold really gotten that bad?❞

❝Did you eat something weird? What’s going on?❞

❝You’re turning blue. Fuck, you’re turning blue. Can you hear me?❞

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( in lieu of my sister’s kitty passing away today at the ripe age of one year eight months, I need Hella distractions.

Like this post for a starter.)

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( Okay but Crowe was his sun though and you can't tell me otherwise. Nyx was his Earth, moon, and stars but Crowe was the sun and the sky. What do you do without sun, the sky, the earth, the moon, and the stars? )

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Final Fantasy XV: Comrades → Libertus “Hope you’re hungry.” Ostium

[kantonliu]

‘You did well.’

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My favorite thing I've ever said about Nyx and Libertus' friendship:

Nyx was always as steady as the heartbeat in Lib's chest.... Until the day he wasn't anymore.