#emptiiless

[hadesiisms-blog]

@emptiiless from here 

           Their yawning, limbs stretching out as they settle themselves against the form of the other, lashes brushing against their cheeks as they struggle to stay awake. Noctis is exhausted from a long day of trecking through endless fields with the hot sun beating down on them. They finally got out of their binder and into what they thought would be a comfy snooze in their sleeping back. However, the storm was making it difficult. 

             Ok so maybe it was really them that didn’t like loud noises or the thunder leaving their ears ringing, but Prompto had jumped too so they assumed. “Think it’s safe to sleep at all?” they grumble, more than ready for this storm to leave so they can finally rest.

[peccatuminanis-blog]

@emptiiless  ||  Discovered the HARBINGER

   ┇ ┈  ✖ ┉  ┇    He copied as many had done during his time watching interactions; he stood upon the concrete of the outlook and gazed toward the smouldering expanse of the - what did they call it? The Disc of Cauthess? Yes, that had been it. From there, it looked very much like a random growth - but what did he know? Little in the ways of supposed masses from the cosmos... Like a child he must have appeared, expression entirely curious, his head canted to one side; raven hair falling long over shoulders. Perhaps, he should get closer. 

[neko-mun-rp]

Stranger (closed rp)

@emptiiless

The Crow’s Nest was always a favorite place for people to stop at when on the road, whether its for a bite to eat, gas up, or simply stop and hang out at. It was also where hunters got their bounties so there was always atleast two or three at the road-side diner. This afternoon there were quite a few hunters in the Crow’s Nest, all chatting away until a tall, silver haired stranger dressed all in black leather stepped in. He strode up to the man behind the counter to cash in on the latest bounty. Whispers quickly floated around the diner.

“Who is that man?” “Not a clue. He just showed up about a few weeks ago.” “This guy is crazy strong, been finishing bounties that everyone else is too scared to take.” “No one is that strong, he can’t be human.”

The stranger had just cashed in on a half million gil bounty on a beast that had killed dozens of hunters before him. He didn’t even have a scratch to show for it, everything about him wasn’t right for this world. Maybe the silver-haired man knew that of himself, which could be why he hasn’t tried to interact more than necessary with people.

Besides the whispers a chirping began to sound in the diner. The silver-haired male turned his bright teal eyes to the ground where a chocobo chick was circling around his feet in excitement. The stranger ordered some food to go and with a quick glance around the diner took his money and food to sit alone on the bench outside. He wasn’t very expressive in his facial features, but his eyes shined with delight as he watched his chocobo chick hopping up to grab each piece of salad he offered it.

[sleepingheir]

@emptiiless  💙

He didn’t even think, all that he knew, felt-- was the fact that Prompto was about to be hurt. And Noctis wasn’t about to let that happen, not when he had a say in it. Of course, he could already hear the other’s comments on his actions. On how he shouldn’t have just reacted without thinking about the consequences. At that moment, he didn’t care and merely reacted. “Prompto-!” he shouted, legs hurriedly carrying him over, and pushed him out of the way. They shouldn’t have gone out at night while running low on energy, exhausted from the heat and the climb. All of them tired, but they had pushed on.

Noctis felt the claws drag deep across his back, an old wound already there. He lashes out with his blade out of reaction, but it was enough. Thankfully, it was enough. Panting, it’s hard to breath, and damn it. A mess, complete and utter mess. Manages to stand up, leaning on his engine blade for support, attention drawn to someone else. “Prompt? Are you okay--?” he asked with a hurried breath. That’s his main concern.

[moralhymn]

emptiiless replied to your post: keep in mind that alcohol is probably not the only...

is it bad i lowkey want a thread where prom and ardyn should get drunk and/or high together sometime–??

that sounds like it’d be a well intentioned disaster of a time. i love the idea. we should make this happen.

[moralhymn]

"slurred words"?

when one is as soused as the chancellor is, all pretenses of propriety go out the window. he clumsily pets at prompto’s face, laughing to himself as he does so. he can’t help but find the young man charming and it shows in his movements, careful though he is not to hurt the young man. “ s’ pretty, “ he manages to get out. “ like th’... th’ freckles. “ a moment is taken to blink owlishly at prompto’s features. “ an’ such pretty eyes. “ oh yes, he’s definitely drunk. poor prompto.

[painedprince]

emptiiless replied to your post “((Does warp striking have to have a weapon or like,, could you warp...”

I heard somewhere in Kingsglaive that it's confirmed you dont need a sword to warp, but I actually don't know myself. err

((Hmmmm....))