#crystarmium

[marxism-leninism-utenaism]

crystarmium replied to your post: “heres my proposal to fix everything about nier automata: what if 9s...”:

How would this fix anything tho

im a huge lesbian

[stephicness]

Iris Amicitia Icons for @crystarmium

Some Iris icons for you, maybe. c: Because for some reason, it looks like she’s holding something.

[floralharjuku]

Bound (or Ephermial)

She sat quite a bit away, her back to the door as she gazed out of the wall of windows that currently showed the scenery of a rain battered Tenebrae, black clouds low in the sky, wind tearing flowers and grass from the ground and dirt mixing with rainwater to form trails of mud across the garden. From his position and due to her still posture, he was unsure if she was sleeping or if he had roused her by opening the door. Hand against the frame, he shut it quietly to not wake her if she was still asleep. Her head inclined slightly at the gentle click, train of dark hair pulling across the back of the chair as she turned, hands gripping the chair arms in programmed panic. Though in her mind she knew it was only him, for only he would be so gentle and considerate with the door, the sound awakened fear within her; fear of infantry marching into their room, fear of cold, metal hands forcing her to lie still, fear of the sound of the dampener reverberating in her skull, fear of the pins that were shoved into her back each year to accommodate her growth. "Noctis," he didn't have to say anything because in a matter of seconds she saw it was him, but he said it in a manner that would comfort her and…damn it, she would cut her hands again if she kept that grip up. "Be careful with your hands." She relaxed, her posture going slack as the pressure faded. Still she faced him, eyes soft. How it always hurt him to see those same eyes twisted in hate, anger, fear and raining tears as she battered his chest with her small fists, screaming obscenities at him for staying by her side. The same frozen eyes that would melt into sapphire oceans if he could work her gently in bed, stilling whenever she cried out in pain if he touched below her knees and controlling his own rapidly diminished grip on one thought, "don't hurt her." It was a painfully slow process and that ended more than once with her biting her lips bloody and him regretting every moment he spent betraying his promise to protect her. He stepped closer to her, standing beside her and gazing out the window. She stared at him, waiting for him to speak to her. They've been apart for some time, though that could be defined as anything in the span of three seconds to three minutes, but this was more like three days. She looked certifiably worse for wear, the skin under her eyes dark and her nails chipped from anxious picking at the wall. She wouldn't let anyone bathe her without him at least standing beside the bathroom door within screaming distance, so seeing her in the same outfit he had last watched them dress her in wasn't much of a surprise. "Have you been eating?" He doesn't ask about things he already knows she hasn't done. "No." He sighed, not at her but in frustration that they didn't tell him that she was refusing food. "I'll have them make you something." "I don't want to eat." She gripped his sleeve, growing in her own frustration at him. "Noctis…" "Ravus." She said it lowly, dangerously. "Don't. Make. Me. Eat." "…I won't make you. But tomorrow, please try." She didn't respond, folding her hands over her lap. "Please…" She looked up at him, saw the plea in his eyes. "No promises." He breathed easily, letting out the air he had kept in. "But…please…don't leave me again." He would never leave her on purpose. She knows this. She sends him away, screaming and crying that he can't protect her from the pain they inflict on her. He leaves the room but stays in the shadows, keeping those who would abuse her disability away from her. When she hates him for standing, when she hates him for walking, when she hates him for staying, when she hates him for not being stronger, when she hates him for not being her father–the man that had been forced away from her all those years ago…it twists his heart. He loves her and would gladly die to see her smile in joy again. It seems she's forgotten how to do simple things such as give him a reason for living. He brushed his hand over her cheek, touching the warm skin and massaging her lips with his thumb. Their foreheads meet and he gently traced her lips with his tongue before touching his lips to hers. "…I swear." He breathed against her soft mouth. She doesn't care anymore. She took his chin, forcing him to close the gap. ... Author's notes: I was inspired by someone on tumblr (forgive me, I forgot how to spell your name ;-; ) and decided to put my own spin on it using fem!Noctis(something I think I pioneered lmao) and Ravus (I'm the only provider of this ship on Fanfiction.net haaaaa cri) So I think I'm gonna post some of my works onto here because my blog is super empty (I write too slow because games take my life away) and this was the shortest one.

[stephicness]

You guys are the best for sending me headcanons and stuff as I was busy working and suffering yesterday! Especially since they’re about Ravus! Instead of doing a bunch of replies and filling up your dashboards, I put it into one long post -- to fill up your dashboard like that instead. :D

The consensus of headcanons dictate that...

Ravus is a cat person instead of a dog person. He probably is allergic to them, but puts up with them for Lunafreya’s sake.

He does Lunafreya’s hair and probably has a majestic set of bangs himself. He pushes it back though to keep it from his eyes.

He suffers from phantom pains and tosses alot in his sleep from discomfort because of it.

Ravus can’t grow a beard, and it bothers him.

Coffee and alcohol helps him cope. Probably goes to coffee shops to relax and drink new types of coffee blends or goes to the bar to just talk. (Do I sense a Ravus/Bartender or Ravus/Barista AU?)

Ravus is ticklish and buckles over when you poke his ribs. He might also do the back arch thing if you run your finger down his back too.

He and Loqi probably get along to a degree, and Aranea teases him with nicknames alot. I imagine her favorite being ‘bean pole’ or ‘snowflake.’

Ravus likes cats and ducks.

He sticks it to the empire by spending an hour every morning hiding in the bathroom or taking a dump -- because screw the empire!

And I can totally get behind the idea of Ravus crushing on Ardyn. cc: I can write a whole AU about that stuff, yo.

Many thanks for all of your awesome headcanons! I’m tempted to doodle some of these for the fun of it, but for now, I hope you enjoy them too! :D I know I had alot of fun reading these. Thanks, everyone~

[lhugbereth]

Hey, I know about foot/leg scars. The reasons for mine are really "pity me, sad" for me but you have some really funny stories behind yours XD. Anyway, if I could ask a question, what's the one thing you wish people knew about you but you don't know when to say "well, I'm "? Like, it's not something you mention in casual conversation but you want people to know about you?

Hi! Lovely to hear from you again <3 

Wow, what a tough question... I guess one thing would be “Well, I’m really really gay!” Surprisingly, only a few of my close friends know this, and it’s not like I’m ashamed at all. I just live in a place where it’s not talked about, and the fact that I technically am dating a guy (who is all about muscles and meat and ugggh >_<) makes it really awkward to bring up. Plus i maaaay have a crush on one of my coworkers, and she might not have agreed to go to coffee with me if she knew my true intentions lol (or maybe she would and then....oops, trouble)

(PS I hope your feet/legs are okay, please don’t hesitate if you need to talk)

[stephicness]

Uuuu, I'm always nervous to ask but, would you mind making some edits of Iris please? ^^; I mean it's totally fine if you don't, but I just thought I'd ask ^0^

I’m not sure if you wanted icons or gifs, but I made you some icons either way! :D I’ll probably make a silly gif set with her at some point too. Such a cutie~

CLICK HERE FOR ICONS!

[stephicness]

I think you're totally radical and righteous, dudebro (・ω・)ノ <*is lame* *pokes you and runs* ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘

o//u//o *waves after you* Thank you, my friend!