#doustadig

[rosespun]

❛  i did not mean to disturb you,  lord commander.  ❜   SHE CRADLES HERSELF,  a sum of warmth pulled out from the bitter cold outside.  before she did not know snow,  or frost,  or ice. before she only knew the syncopated beats of the red sun.  now she knows winter as one should,  she knows how hearth - fire  (  hearth or heart ?  ) must be cared for.  offering no more than a subtle nod and a glance,  she marks the solid ishgardian framework,  and the way snow dances atop glass.   ❛  sleep doesn’t come to me easily. ❜  

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[kintsugiscars-archive]

It was time. It was finally time. Everything fell into place, and Lex’s tail swished impatiently. 

He closed the wooden doors behind him, doing his best to look as stern as possible as he walked towards Aymeric’s desk. This was for his own good. He would thank him later. 

“You. Me. Costa de Sol. We’re leaving in two days and there is no way you are getting out of this.” Lex let his mouth break into a friendly grin. “I’ve already gotten permission from Lucia and she promised that the city would be in good hands until your return. So, unless you have any other arguments, I say we get you out of here and get you packing!” 

[ @doustadig ]

[andurinn]

lovingly slides more over to @doustadig

[ninseng]

❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞ [ hi :> ]

@doustadig has sent a moogle mail   !

            those unique lilac eyes glance upwards towards the lord commander. almost feeling as though he choked on those words ; guilty, heavy-hearted. to think that the elezen was tasked with rebuilding a nation on the precipse of destruction and political degradation ---- was taking the time to console the undercurrent tempest heart within the miqo’te’s own heavy leadened breast. there must’ve been something reminiscent of concern ‘pon his visage for even someone close to the warrior of light to take notice. above all else, they’ve learned to keep an almost impressive, impassive expression even as their body various creates fissures amidst the corporeal flesh and spectral soul. his head tilts as though to quietly confirm that he was listening ( always, an observer by nature ---- skittish, some might’ve said in his youth ) but otherwise firm in their stature. ❝  —-  they have a saying that water commonly changes its course and form. be it snow and ice or fog ---- but it nary changes its nature or required role. that sense of fluidity is required in times of consistent transition,  ❞ they softly utter.  ❝  and you constantly remind me of that saying, ammy.  ❞ there’s a little hint of a grin on those placid lips. when he pulls his lips back far enough ; the slightest inkling an odd curve of elongated canines.             ❝  so maybe to you i’ve never changed in that generic sense. i feel as though ---- i’m no longer that shivering little whelp of an outlaw you took in all those years ago. by the mercy of the twelve,  ❞  granted around the time of the dragonsong war’s conclusion was when his heart became its most ---- over-encumbered. 

[flamereign]

  “ So you’re tellin’ me that not only are you a capable commander and diplomat, witty and charming conversationalist and highly skilled swords man wrapped up in a fine lookin’ package,  but now you’re also an excellent chef?  “ Lea’s looking down at the plates before him set there by the man himself with a bemused smile curving his lips, before continuing in the same lightly teasing manner.  “ There actually anythin’ you’re not good at? “ / @doustadig

[ofastrcmancy]

@doustadig has requested a reading.

✩▐░▒ ❝ —Lorrrd Speaker, ❞ The title of the House of Lords rolled down the Miqo’te’s tongue as he bowed to the azure-garbed Elezen. Crimson & yellow eyes glanced into the icy blue hues of Aymeric, as his head turned up to be able to look into the window to the other’s soul ( the heights can be quite a vast difference when one’s race is different ). ❝ Tis a fine, crisp day blessed by the Fury & with the sun peeking into Ishgard thanks to the Warden, what brrrings thy to me, AN ASTROLOGIAN? ❞ An ear twitched in curiosity as X’luca wondered why would someone of vast import like him would approach a fortune teller ( and healer ).

❝ Mayhaps, you are curious about thy future? ❞ Grinning he held up one of his cards with his pale fingers, with the back facing the other, as if he were ready to read out what the stars have aligned for the Elezen.

[noxwarrior]

@doustadig liked for a one-liner a small starter bc I lied.

         ❝SER  AYMERIC,  WAS  IT?❞  The  inflection  to  his  tone  seemed  to  emphasise  the  ‘ser’  rather  than  the  name  but,  as  lips  tugged  up  in a  boyish  grin,  Ardbert  proceeded  to  punctuate  it  with  a  lazy  shrug.  ❝Our  hero  has  told  ---  well,  I  should  say:  I know  a  lot  about  you.❞

[daemonczar]

@doustadig

Mateus doesn’t like secrets-- especially when he’s not in the know.

“Aymeric,” he called forth, tone surprisingly calm and level (but he doesn’t feel like it.) and then waited. Legs crossed daintily at the ankles with his arms crossing their selves over his chest, and it left the Emperor to simply stare ahead. “I see you as a brother... you know this, don’t you?”

No such coo was to be found within tone, and Mateus felt the tiniest bit of disgust upon realization. Nonetheless, he told himself to remain stalwart in this new part. Clicking his tongue, he gave a slight cant of the head (blond locks flowed, somewhat too aggressively. it felt more like a jerk than anything else.) while letting his eyes skim over and around the room.

There was no need to beat around the bush, but the Emperor (out of the privileged desire.) did not wish to be the one to tackle the situation first. He wanted Aymeric to be the one to speak henceforth, but... even the idea of such sent a sharp shiver of displeasure down his spine.

What exactly did he want out of this? He’s not sure. He thinks it doesn’t matter.

“... Have you been keeping a secret from me?” he asked, feeling the quiver in his voice and having to stifle a sneer in subconscious retort. He’d tease but knew it already to be insincere. “For shame~”