#enduredxdefiance

[connorsnotalive]

hey, i’ve got you. it’s okay.

Connor coughed, flecks of blue blood tainting his lips as he lifted his head up, still crouched on the floor after taking a hit like that. He blinked, his LED flashing yellow as he did an internal diagnosis of himself. It took him a moment to realize somebody was speaking to him, and he struggled to raise his dazed brown eyes towards the source of the voice. "I -- I'll be okay," He managed, wheezing again as he placed a hand upon his side, feeling the warmth of Thirium between his fingers.

[for-niflheim-blog-a]

enduredxdefiance replied to your post: "Sir, what are your orders?"

“Yes, sir.” She had no intentions of going to find Loqi though. “Thank you, sir.” She turned and headed off.

“War...” He could tell just by the look on her face that she wasn’t going to do what he asked. “I believe General Tummelt is down working on his mech.”

[thekingsshield]

✂ - a vivid memory

Memory Meme 

    The rain had cleared through Altissia, the smoke and destruction had yet to fade away. Gladiolus and Prompto were searching all over the place for Ignis and Noct, but when they heard voices they could only follow them. They ran passed Ravus, only Gladio stopping to glare back at the High Commander. He had to have something to do with this. He had to have done something. 

    When Prompto called out for him, Gladio quickly went to Ignis’ side. At first, he reached to touch Ignis’ eye, trying to see what damage had been done. He knew he’d only hurt him more, so he pressed his hand to Ignis’ throat to try and find a pulse. The gentle, uneasy thrumming of a pulse set Gladio off. The hand moved to Ignis’ chest, finding his breathing and heartbeat uneasy too.

    Gladio carefully picked up Ignis. Gods, he tried to forget what he saw, but he couldn’t. The image of Ignis, near death on the stone, would never fade away from his mind. 

[enduredxdefiance]

@xdualhoundx said:  "Went on a trip for two months." Its a short reply, honest and to the point. "My bro's are kinda mad at me, though."

“Yeah? Well, you are their brother. They’re worried about you. Just be happy you got family that cares whether or not you’re gone.” She sat down next to him, resting her arms against her knees. “So, how was your trip?”

[xdualhoundx]

enduredxdefiance replied to your post: FUCK, you scared the shit out of me!”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine. Just a bit distracted is all.”

“Yeah, I could tell. Something on your mind?”

[sineatcr-blog]

@enduredxdefiance liked for a post canon starter

He knows her. The Mancipium girl, right? Yes, he remembers that. He’s honestly surprised she survived the long night -- he keeps being surprised whenever he sees people, really. Every man and woman that yet lives is a fragment of weight off tired shoulders. It was all over, and at least people were still alive to see the new dawn his death had ushered in. Though he wasn’t dead, goddamn it. In any case, he watches her for a long moment, wondering whether or not to approach. Why bother talking to people when he’s a dead man walking, and a hated enemy besides?

[youngrevolutionary]

@enduredxdefiance // X

  Seifer tried to maintain cover fire as best as he could but goddamn it was hard to see through the fog of combat. He barely hears her over the gunfire.

  How much longer was this going to go on? Seifer's attention immediately dropped to the torchlight behind their cover. It wasn't ideal but it would have to work in a pinch.

  "Here, I'll take it!" He kneels down, exchanging his assault rifle with the torch. "I'll take it to the fuel tanks-- cover me..."

  Seifer didn't give War much choice. It was now or never. Evac was coming, they just needed to wait it out. His feet slipped in the mud as he started to gain traction, working himself through the graveyard of empty supply trucks and the remaining structures of what Seifer could only imagine were actual homes once.

  Carrying that torch, he was a moving target. He hopes the rest of the team can understand what's going on, eyes right on the flammable vessels as he channels the last of his strength into throwing the torch under one particular tank which had sprung a leak.

  This was gonna get loud.

[regeminlucem-blog]

@enduredxdefiance (from x)

He turns when War walks over to him in the campsite, smiling slightly. It had been a kind of long day, and now they were hanging out by the fire for the night before they set out the next morning to keep looking. So far she’d turned out to be a very entertaining companion, fitting right in with the rest of the group. They liked her. He’s pretty sure Gladio, at least, would love to have her around more often.

“Thank me? Um, yeah, you don’t have to, it’s okay,” he reassures her. “I’m glad to help you o--”

He stops mid-sentence and turns five shades of red, nearly leaping back with wide eyes. “What was--” He sputters. “I, um-- what?!” He’s flushed and he shakes his head frantically. “I-I--” He coughs. “Um--” Okay, okay, calm down. “Y-You’re-- you’re welcome, um-- but that’s-- that’s, uh, not how you--”

Well, there goes his first kiss.