#hayareach

[valkyriesrose]

@hayareach

“From the way you’re dressed I take it you’re Lady Lunafreya.” The rosette woman gave a small nod towards the woman.”It’s a pleasure to meet you princess.”

[leorugiet]

hayareach replied to your post: nobody can come to a conclusion of what to call...

coctis it is

it has been declared

[trxnquilite-blog]

@hayareach ○ uh semi-plotted i guess

     ‘It is wonderful to meet a human who is so dedicated to the equality of omnics and humans.’ There were many still in the world who wouldn’t look at omnics quite the same as they would other humans, or those who saw them as machines to be used, rather than beings who lived and thought like them, and who wanted peace and fought beside them.      ‘It is not often that I meet somebody so dedicated to the cause. For that, I thank you.’

[totalxclarity]

2. what was the best thing in your character’s life?

CRUCIAL MUSE DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS | ACCEPTING

When Noctis and him were teenagers, they started to argue more than before, because Noctis didn’t want to do all his responsabilities, and it was part of Ignis’ job to make sure he got things done. However, in that process, by talking about Noct’s duties, and also because the prince slowly started to talk about his fears and his worries, they got a lot closer and became like real brothers, and Ignis would always cherish the moment he realized that he wasn’t only an advisor, but also a brother figure. 

[lunarbranded]

graceful glide

Send “graceful glide” for an AU where my muse is a figure skater. | Meme

He couldn’t say that he was the best but Noctis had been considered for the Olympics at one point. The old injury to his spine prevented that almost six months into training but this time, he was determined to make it. His skates scraped across the ice under him, that familiar glide making him close his eyes - it’d been far too long. 

An easy turn and soft stop near the edge of the ice brought him to stand near Luna, a smile barely on his face. “Thinking this should be like riding a bike,” he laughed. “Everything feels so... familiar so getting back into the routine might not be so bad. What do you think? Should I break in a new pair of skates or keep using these?” 

[axgmented]

"Miss Rem, how are you today?"

 rem isnt sure which one set her nerves on edge more, protecting the king or looking after the oracle. she's been stationed outside of the young woman's room for nearly two hours now, tense and unwavering. to be this close to the oracle herself, even if they were separated by walls. this territory was new to her -- it wasn't protecting home, wasn't on the front line, these walls felt more sinister than being in battle. she hears shuffling on the inside and she stands even more impossibly straight.

  that's when the voice reaches her, soft and lilting. it takes the young glaive a moment to realise she's speaking to her. bruised lids flicker, blinking before crimson eyes flicker to gaze at the woman. she's gorgeous, a true angel amongst the earth and she quickly looks away from her, down to the floor. she's just supposed to protect the woman, not listen --- not ask questions, just keep her safe. wasn't it rude not to answer though? she's not up to par with royalty, how to truly address them when it wasn't the king and his son. she sighs, a quiet sort of noise before a shoulder lifts faintly.

   " m'fine, ma'am."

[vxmpirehunterd]

She gives him a smooch bc he deserves one

And yet, here the hunter was, receiving  another kiss. So much kindness, so much gratitude–he felt himself wondering if this was all a fever dream.

  “Thank you.”

[yukitscne]

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acts of affection ✧･ﾟ accepting ･ﾟ✧ @hayareach

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

     ‘How did your fur become so matted?’     Even if Yuki could talk in his fox form, he wouldn’t admit to all the trouble he had gotten up to during the day. Playing in forests, climbing up trees, trying to catch prey (in some cases he was successful, in others not so much), and at one point falling from a precarious log into a puddle of mud and just. Laying there for a few moments. He’d tried to fix himself up as much as possible, but apparently it hadn’t been acceptable for her.     The brush glided through his fur, almost like a cloud until it hit a knot. The fox would growl involuntarily - he meant no harm to her, but getting the knots out hurt - feet digging into her leg until she managed to remove it. And then it would glide again until there was another knot. Rinse and repeat.     ‘There.’ Lunafreya removed from the fox from her lap. He inspected his newly brushed fur, licking the last place there had been a knot as though it would help with the leftover sensation of pain. ‘You look much better now.’ She kneeled down and gave him a pat. ‘Don’t get into too much trouble.’     Once she removed her hand the fox trotted off, knowing just how much trouble he was going to get himself into.