#inscmnus

[battleshot]

👕   ─  go out wearing matching christmas sweaters ( i dare you )

                                           ↳  from  @moonichor​

                       ❝   C'mon -- I think it looks cute! And imagine the look on Noct's face when he sees this!   ❞   Prompto practically squealed with laughter. The joke was devious, but funny nonetheless. Lady Lunafreya didn't need much convincing to participate; all the same, he was grateful for her good-spirited comradery.

In their Christmas sweaters, both of them looked festive. The bright red one read 'I'm with stupid' and an arrow pointing. On the other, a bright blue background with snowflakes and a captioned picture of Noctis wearing reindeer antlers, which said, 'I'm stupid.'

     ❝   I can't believe we're gonna pull this off --  'cause he can't murder both of us.... One of us is gonna have to take the fall... and I'm sorry to say, Luna, buuut, I think his Majesty is about to save his right-hand man, his best bud, his dashing partner in crime--   ❞    Chuckling as they walked, not realising they were indeed within earshot of the royal they were speaking about.

            ｡:*• ─ IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME !      ›  ( Accepting )

[tscng]

                                           ↳   @inscmnus​

                                A  click  of  his  tongue,  annoyance.    ❛    Do  you  have  any  idea?    ❜  a  noise  emitting,  something  akin  to  a  groan  though  he  plays  as  neutral  as  possible  --  given  circumstance,      ❛    --  The  weight  of  your  words...    ❜      sentences  seemingly  half-formed,  as  though  an  element  was  missing.  

[sylleblosscm]

@inscmnus​​:

“ some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty. it’s not the time that matters, it’s the person. ”

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Misc Starters

❝Be that as it may...❞ Luna does not continue the thought, letting it fall away with a shake of her head. ❝But you are right, of course. It seems you have wisened a great deal in our time apart.❞ 

In spite of her melancholy, she manages a smile. It is heartening to see how he has grown into everything she knew he would be -- but moreso that much of him has stayed the same. The softer edge to his voice, the way he can ease her darkest moods without trying. Her grip on his arm as they stroll is as gentle as it is unshakeable; wild chocobos could not drag her away now. ❝Nevertheless, I wonder: those who may live fully in twenty years, what could they do with eighty? What would you do, Noctis?❞

[armycfones]

@inscmnus ♥’d for a one-liner!

“I don’t know this Ardyn guy, but he seems to be annoying. He needs to be stopped, and quickly.” 

[ardynzunia]

Ardyn cocks his head as he observes his nude double’s ass.

“Feels like I should also get naked to make things less awkward. We could compare death scars!”

[strictomiles]

I know I’ve already said it but… 🎶 happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to the best bean!! Happy birthday to you! 🎶 don’t party too hard in the tin with the other beans!! Nah, seriously. You’re awesome and deserve all the good things.

Happy Day of Birth!!

|| I'm not gonna lie, this made me laugh out loud as all the bean things you say make me do. Thank you!!

[azuredragoon-archive]

@inscmnus​ .

                          〞the infamous prince you are, then.  〞

SCOWLING, THE PRESENCE OF UNFAMILIARITY & malice do paint his features quite plain. his home has been wrecked. guard duty has turned into a plan of wild evacuation & whence the great leviathan hath unleashed her wrath, the storms of her contempt now plagues the land. 

                         〞everything you have touched is ravaged.  〞

[ravusnightblossom]

@inscmnus​ || as discussed 

⋞⁘♔⁘⋟   The light had long since returned to the world by the time the guards had picked up on Ravus’ trail. He had found solace in the region of Duscae, where trees and rocky outcrops were plentiful. There were alcoves and caves to hide in as he waited out the daylight that burned at his skin. Unfortunately, it was also this weakness that allowed for his capture.  

The guards had found him as he slept, barring the entrance of the cave and remaining in place until the sun set. It had been a struggle on all their parts, and by the time they had subjugated the daemon prince, he had taken down two of their men in his fight for what he believed to be his own survival. He had been wild for so long that the more primal urges had taken over his instincts in an almost animalistic way. 

The room in the Citadel where he was hauled to was more a dungeon than anything else-- or so it felt. The bars that separated him from the rest of it were heavy enough that even Ravus’ strongest attempts couldn’t bend them. He tried for literal hours, until finally, he calmed, the struggle dissipating a significant amount of his physical stamina. There was a bed in the cell-like room, but he paid no mind to it. 

Eventually, the daemon just sat himself on the floor, staring at the bars, growling and quietly waiting to see what fate might fall upon him...